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  1. Love this story and I can honestly say that I eagerly awaiting your next chapter to this fine story! Thank you for writing this and posting it so we can all read it and enjoy it! Your story is a truly wonderfully written tale!
  2. Raven

    Did some minor editing on this story to fix a number of spelling errors and other minor errors. Hope you folks like this repost. If you think your life is tough then try mine for a while. I am only 4 foot tall and have looks that make me highly desirable to many Amazons. My hair is jet black and currently down to just barely above my shoulders. I have gray eyes that seem to compliment my face and hair to make me look very cute unless I am angry and then I have been told that my gaze is a bit spooky. Both my parents are gone now and I have been trying to find them but it is not easy to do. They were forcefully adopted while I watched from hiding where the amazon could not reach me without pulling back a bloody stump. We had gone to the mainland to negotiate the rights to sell some devices my parents had designed that would revolutionize the computer industry. They were both brilliant and way smarter than anyone knew. The computer system sitting snugly inside my own head was proof of that. I have a fully functional computer hooked up to my brain inside my skull. The system is at least a thousand times faster than anything else out there. I can hook a slim data cable onto the jack on the right side of my head and a millisecond later I am going to be cruising through your data network and stealing all of your secrets and crashing your computer before you can stop me or even try to stop me. Another bit of proof that my parents are smarter than anyone else is me. They spliced genes and then after almost ten years of hard work they got a breakthrough that enabled them to make me out of the best genes available. I am highly intelligent and very agile and strong. My body is able to fight off almost any poison or virus you throw at me and allow me to survive things that would kill you. When the negotiations were finished my parents signed the agreement which would make them the richest littles in the world. While they were busy making the agreement I was quietly sitting in a coffee shop in a corner plugged into a data port. I skimmed through all of Mr. Long’s business dealings to make sure there was going to be no double dealing or attempts at other types of trickery. His accounts were in meticulous order and all 100% legal. He even donated to agencies fighting for littles rights. A number of attempted buyouts by a Mrs. Black had been resisted and since he owned 52% of the company he could fight the buyouts easily and stay in control of his company. I was watching the security feed when an Amazon lady came walking in with ten big men and started to shoot everyone in sight. The alarm had been interfered with and it took me a few seconds of screaming through the networks to find that it been ruined by a malicious virus designed to erase it’s programing. I watched in horror as she stormed into the office, shot the secretary and then had her men grab my parents before they could escape. She stole the data cube with the all the information on it but not before I put in an encryption program that would take a mainframe at least a year to crack. Mr. Long was shot six times in the chest and then twice in the head. Before she was satisfied. She turned and smiled as she waved at the security camera like a smug bitch. I will not forget that long silver hair and the cold look of sadistic enjoyment in her brown eyes as long as I draw breath. She had enjoyed killing those people and inflicting pain on them. The men held my parents as she scanned the data cube and then I laughed as her face grew dark with rage as she could not get through the security on the cube with any program she tried to run. Every time she ran a program I attacked the program and turned it into lines of useless zeros. My parents smiled as they knew I was watching her work and recording everything she was trying. “Tell me the security code or spend the rest of your days as babies!” My father shook his head. “We don’t have it and Raven will never give it to you! She’s our greatest creation and will avenge us while you sit and stumble around like a dumb amazon trying to stop what can’t be stopped!” The lady smiled an evil smile. “So she’s watching now? Good! She can watch as I adopt the two of you!” “You can’t! We’re free littles! You have no cause to adopt us!” “I’m rich and can do what I want!” She tore the clothes off my father and laughed as he struggled to get free. She moved out of camera sight a few minutes as my father screamed in terror and all I could see was his legs kicking in futility until she grabbed them and lifted his bottom up. A minute later she passed him off to one of the men and all he had on was a diaper. She had put a pacifier in his mouth and made sure he could not spit it out. One of the men pointed out that she had done this outside of the camera’s view so she laughed and grabbed my mother next. My mother screamed and struggled as she was laid down on the floor and had her hands held by one of the men as the lady grabbed another diaper and pacifier. She put the pacifier in my mother’s mouth and inflated the nipple so it could not be spit out. She stood and laughed as she unfolded the diaper slowly and in full view of my mother. My mother kicked at her and she simply smiled as she grabbed the legs in one hand then lifted my mother’s backside up far enough to slide the diaper under her. Before she pulled the front of the diaper up and taped it she pushed a suppository up inside my mother’s rectum. My mother broke down in tears as she knew she was doomed. The lady pulled the diaper up between my mother’s legs and then adjusted it before taping it shut tightly. She motioned for the man holding my father to bring him in sight of the camera. His eyes went wide as his bowels exploded into the seat of the diaper he had on This was followed by him wetting the diaper uncontrollably as well. He hung his head and cried as she laughed and made my mother watch the entire event knowing that she would soon be wearing a messy wet diaper as well. The lady laughed and teased my mother as tears rolled down her face. My mother tried to double over in pain but the lady held her upright as she wet and messed herself almost to the point of leaking. “I don’t really need a pair of babies to take care of but they are young and in excellent shape to breed. I can sell them off as breeders and they can spend the rest of their lives being raped and wearing diapers while I make a fortune off selling them or renting them out! I know you are watching Raven so I’ll give you one chance to end this. Decrypt this cube and I’ll change them into fresh diapers before letting them go and taking the cube with me. Resist me and I’ll be more than happy to diaper you and sign you up as a breeder. You can stay free and not end up in a diaper by my hand.” My only answer to her was a middle finger showing up on the monitor in front of her and the data cube exploding. The lady snarled and hit the monitor with her fist. The monitor shorted out but that was fine with me as she would never get the data. The only other copies were in the mainframe network back on our island which had such high security that it was nearly impossible to storm it. The last group that tried this wound up dead and fed to the sharks in the ocean so I had no worries as I turned off all the power to the top ten floors of the building and emergency sealed every door leading off of the floor they were on. It would take them some time to escape and I intended to make it as tough as I could on them. I smiled as I was about to send a copy of the video off to the police. Someone yanked the data cable out of the data port and threw me roughly to the floor. I hit the floor stunned for half a second as another tall lady grabbed me with one hand and smiled as she pulled a diaper out of a bag hanging from her shoulder. “Such a cute little girl! She started to try to remove my clothes when my hand came flashing down with a combat knife in it. She screamed as the super light and strong blade sliced through the fingers hand and left bloody stumps for fingers. I grabbed my specialty data cable and ran for it as the lady had a pair of Amazons stuff the diaper over the hand to try to stop the bleeding. My parents had always made it clear to me that if faced with adoption by force that I was to maim or even kill to stay free. Having been trained all my life by the nastiest street fighters and little soldiers they could hire it made a big difference. I don’t believe in a fair fight. I fight to win and I fight dirty with no compulsions against maiming or even killing if I have to. By the time the lady in white and her bodyguards got out of the building I was on the other side of the street with a frame pack on and a 7 mm pistol in my hand ready to shoot her and then grab my parents. To further humiliate and break my parents she changed them into super thick diapers right on the street in front of everyone. A crowd of Amazon ladies congratulated her on her luck of adopting a pair of such cute littles. This pissed me off as I could not get a clear shot at her and with the crowd there I would not be able to get my parents away safely. She threw the used diapers in a trash can then put my parents into the limo parked out front of the building. Her men made damned sure to stay between her and the possibility of any sniper so I still had no clear shot. I snarled in silent rage and was about to holster my gun when another Amazon lady grabbed my right shoulder. “Where’s your mommy at sweet heart?” I spun and pointed the gun at her and barely managed to not blow her head off in anger as the limo drove off. I tried to not yell at the lady but I was angry. “You fucking idiot! I almost had the bitch that just kidnapped my parents and you got in the way!” I tried to get around her to get the license plate of the limo but was instead grabbed and thrown over a lap! She stuck a finger in my pants and frowned when she found them dry but proceeded to try to pull my jeans off to see if I had dirty panties on. This lady was damed strong even for an Amazon and she frowned when she found my panties to have a single skid mark in them from where I had used the toilet earlier only to find that the stall for littles had no toilet paper in it. “It’s plain that you can’t take care of yourself and you tried to hide messy panties! And to think, I was going to adopt another little today and here an even cuter one with messy panties shows up!” When her shirt sleeve rolled up I instantly knew why her strength was higher than normal. She had one of the new cybernetic arms that were far stronger than a normal flesh and blood arm. There was no way with even my strength that I could force that arm away. I panicked, squirmed and twisted as she pulled a diaper out of her bag and unfolded it with one hand. I was lowered onto the diaper and held there as she smiled and then tried to stick a pacifier in my mouth. I knocked the pacifier away but she continued to diaper me despite my protests. The thick diaper was pulled up between my legs and then taped shut. My fate had been sealed and I would only escape diapers when being washed or changed into a fresh diaper. Several other Amazon ladies watched and smiled as I was diapered and talked to like a toddler. “Give me the toy honey and you can have it back later if you behave.” My senses returned and I pulled the trigger without any hesitation. She screamed as the bullet slammed into her shoulder and almost blew the limb off when it exploded on impact. The lady dropped me and screamed in pain as I landed, grabbed my jeans and panties then ran for it. Having seen me shoot the lady with an actual working gun no one wanted to risk trying to stop me. The damned diaper was thick and forced me to waddle a bit as I made my escape into an alley then over a dumpster and into another dead end alleyway. I stopped and tore the diaper off then took a minute to get my panties and jeans back on again. The lady had been rich or she would not have been able to afford that new hand. Those were still new to the market and cost almost a cool million credits just to buy one then you had to find the right doctor to do the work of attaching it and that was just as expensive. Someone was spending a lot of money to stop me so that meant someone super rich and with connections. That lady being there was possibly a random accident but somehow I doubted it. The lady in white had killed over a dozen people in a building and no one had sounded a single alarm yet! I also had to not allow myself to panic again or I would end up in anther diaper and this time I would not escape. That had been too damned close for comfort. I needed information and to contact the one person who could help me find my parents and rescue them. The coffee shops were too dangerous as they would surely have too damned many Amazons who would be more than happy to try to adopt me and I did not want a bloodbath from me escaping and shooting anyone in my way. I was stuck with very little money and no gear other than what I had on me. It took me most of the day to get a ferry to the islands where I could get a private boat to the lab island my parents owned. Boarding the ferry alone attracted the attention of two more Amazon ladies looking to adopt me regardless of the law. I presented my ticket then boarded the last ferry to the islands for the day. We were half an hour out when an explosion surprised me. A building on the mainland had just blown up and it would not take a genius to know that someone was covering their tracks. Nothing explains dead bodies like a natural gas explosion. I had used an alternate ID when purchasing my ticket and paid cash so their was likely to be a delay in anyone tracking me down. It would take time to find me since they had only looked to see if I was a runaway little that was listed on their printouts or one of the rare terrorist littles being looked for on the mainland. Terrorist little was a line of crap and I knew it. They were littles who had helped others escape a lifetime of diapers and cribs and had to use force a few times to do so. This got them labeled as terrorists. When the ferry was about 20 minutes from the island one of the Amazons made her move for me. When she reached for me I pulled a gun and looked at her. “Touch me and die!” “I was only going to see if you needed a fresh diaper is all! Surely your mommy would not want you getting a rash!” “I do not wear diapers and you are not forcing me into one!” The lady seemed to think my gun was a toy which made her brave enough to offer me a fresh diaper. “If you wont let me change you then here you go. You can change right here and I wont interfere.” The other lady must have been her partner because she suddenly grabbed me from behind and clamped a hand over my mouth. “Naughty baby! Babies never run away or curse their mommies!” I grabbed the hand and twisted it until her wrist snapped, then jumped up onto the one in front of me holding the diaper and punched her in the throat hard enough to hurt but not kill. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion as I jumped back down and then used the but of my knife on the knee of the diaper holder. I grabbed the diaper and then stuffed it into the mouth of the other one as her eyes went wide and she opened her mouth to cry out in pain from the snapped wrist. From start to finish the entire thing took maybe two or three seconds. When I stopped moving again and calmed down both ladies were on the deck of the ferry in pain and incapacitated. A pair of littles had seen me attack the pair of Amazons and gave me smiles and thumbs up for my actions. When we reached the island I departed the ferry and was lost in the crowd of littles on the island in seconds. They would play hell finding me now and the government on the islands would drag their feet in searching for me. Even if they found me they would be more likely to buy me a beer and laugh than arrest me. Amazons are not very popular on the islands. I spent the night in a motel that catered only to littles and had a sign stating that Amazons and inbetweeners were not welcomed. Three days later I was back at the lab and screaming through the Internet via a satellite connection looking for news of any kind that would lead to the identity of the lady in white. I had hoped that the waters had been muddied enough by me coming here to cause the lady to stop looking for me. I was wrong. In a freak accident the ferry had been hit a fishing boat and sank with all hands on both ships reported as lost at sea. The lady or whoever she may have worked for wanted the information my parents had been about to sell off with an agreement for a percentage of the profits and all rights to modify the information left up to them to decide. It was worth a tidy sum of money to the right computer company and several companies that make robotic nannies to babysit littles had offered money for the designs. I had not looked at the data personally yet as my own computer was much more advanced than what my parents were willing to allow limited sales of. I suspect that the lady wanted everything my parents had created and would let nothing stand in her way. She might not know what I looked like yet but it would not stop her from trying to find out and then tracking me down until she could grab me and stick me in a diaper then a nursery. I would be held as ransom until she had every last piece of valuable information out of my parents and then we would be adopted out , killed, or sold to breeders. With all the information on the computers it was a weak point and the information could be lost at almost any time due to any number of disasters both man made and natural. Within five hours all of it was backed up onto a set of special data storage devices that looked like over sized sugar cubes. Normal data cubes hold about ten terabytes of data and are about eight inches on each side. Mine hold about almost ten times that much and are only about an inch on each side. If replicated by a computer company they would be worth billions of credits. Making them was difficult but my parents had found a way to overcome that obstacle almost six years ago. I wished there was a way to contact Baelorn and his wife, Melina, but I had no idea how to get in touch with someone who lived outside the normal cities let alone someone who lived off world like they did. I was going to have to rely on Janice. Trying to contact her by way of a phone call or the Internet would be dangerous for her and for me as it would tell them I was looking for her and they would be waiting for me. My best bet was to show up in person and contact her without warning her. Just to be certain that anyone managing to somehow get into the lab could not steal or destroy the data I made copies of everything in the mainframe data banks then spent another three hours programming in a failsafe to prevent data theft. The link with the satellite was now encrypted heavily so no hacker would get into the data banks easily. Should someone get into the computer room on the island and try to get the information it was all encrypted just as heavily as the satellite link. If anyone got the password wrong three times in a row then all the data would be scrambled beyond recovery. As a mean trick I left five data cubes of the current standard design used on the mainland. All of them contained experiment data with false results added in to screw up anyone trying to use the information. There was also a worm program embedded in each cube and set to release four days after the cubes were accessed. The worm programs would destroy the data on whatever computer was used to read the cubes.. I don’t play fair and never will when the stakes are this high. As soon as the sun set I left the island again. Under cover of darkness I slipped down to the shore line and climbed into a concealed little boat that was powered by a very silent electric motor. Getting to the main land took almost all night but it was better to slip ashore at night so as to not be spotted by a bunch of Amazons with the desire to forcefully adopt a little . Once the boat reached the mainland I Hopped out and set it on a slow course towards an island owned and run by Amazons. Anyone finding the boat would not know where it came from and it would hopefully throw off pursuit of me thus making them waste time looking for me in the wrong location. With their attention focused in the wrong location I would be able to get a bit of a head start. I had changed into some B.D.U.s that had the unit patch of the Hellcats special forces unit. This is a special forces unit of all littles and they are very dangerous to try to stop. Anyone with half a brain will leave them alone unless they are fond of pain and fond of possibly being maimed for life. My dog tags listed me as blood type A+ and my rank insignia listed me as a specialist E-4. The littles in this unit all use a call sign for their name as a way to protect their identity. My call sign was Hellion and it is actually listed with the littles special forces unit that I am an honorary member of. I have nearly 10,000 credits in cash and four other fake identities and paperwork as well to back them up. I was determined this time not to be messed with and I figured that looking like a little in a special forces unit was a disguise no one would expect. Hopefully I could use this disguise for a few days before changing to another identity and continuing my journey to find Janice and then free my parents before it was too late. Half a day after landing my stomach let me know that food was needed. A small diner nearby looked like as good a place as any. My plan was to eat then leave and continue my trip across the city to a contact that would help me reach the city where Janice lived without risking being adopted. A number of Amazons eyed me as I walked past them with my full frame pack on my back and a pistol in a holster within easy reach. Every inch of me screamed predator at them and they left me alone as I pulled the heavy door to the diner open without difficulty. A normal little would have struggled to open the door but I am not a normal little and when the two Amazons following me saw me open the door easily they stopped following me. I think they were intimidated a bit, which was exactly what I wanted. Upon walking in to the place an Amazon with big tits and no brains reached out to grab me. I grabbed her hand and twisted it as fast and far as I could without breaking the wrist then proceeded to knock her to the floor painfully with some nasty tricks I had been taught by Janice. “When I want you to touch me I will tell you, otherwise keep your hands to yourself! Next time you will pull back a bloody stump and if you think I’m kidding then try me!” I let go of her hand and walked over to a booth where I promptly removed my frame pack and let my right sleeve roll up far enough to show off the special forces tattoo. The lady reported what had just happened and when another one saw the tattoo they treated me with respect instead of as a toddler needing to be diapered and babied. A server walked over to me and waited for me to make my order. “What can I get for you today?” “I’d like the small steak and a black bolt beer, please.” Black bolt beer is almost as strong as some whiskeys and few people drink all that much of it. I ordered a 20 ounce glass of it which surprised the server. I love the stuff and it is one of my minor vices that I indulge in when on the mainland. She put in my order then returned to the table with a foaming black colored beer. I politely thanked her and drank almost a third of it down in one long draw. There was a surprised look on her face when I not only smiled after drinking it but showed no sign of it being very strong. “I’ve never met a little from the Hellcats before, but now I can see why you folks have such fearsome reputation! You on leave right now or mustering out?” “I’m on leave for a month and doing some sightseeing, but with the way things are I could be called back to active duty at any time. Things are heating up in the Southeastern part of the globe again so who knows what will happen.” “What do you specialize in?” “Mayhem! I’m an expert in it and that’s all the information I will give you. We all take an oath when we enter the unit and none of us will talk about what we do or where we have been. For every one thing you see on the news there are numerous other things we do that you will never hear about on the news and all of it is dangerous and usually lethal to someone.” The lady smiled and then tried to grab me. “That unit is fake and does not exist! You will look so cute in my nursery!” My combat knife flashed out and I made sure she saw it stop a millimeter from her left eye. My other hand had my gun out and it was aimed at her chest where her heart is. “Try that one more time and I stop being nice. You are not authorized to know anything more than I have just told you and if you attempt to grab me ever again you will end up very dead very fast! Just because you can’t read beyond a first grade level is no reason to insult me! Now either bring me my food or I will leave and take my business to another place where my money is welcomed!” A large man came in and saw me in a standoff with the server who was too afraid to move. “Martha! Get your ass in back right now and tell Liona to serve this nice young lady while you do the dishes!” She backed up slowly from me and I did not holster my gun until she was out of sight. The man came up to me and smiled politely. “She is bound and determined to adopt a little and is too damned stupid to realize how close she just came to getting herself killed! Your meal is on the house and I apologize for her actions!” He shook my hand politely and I noticed a similar tattoo on his right arm. “Third lightning brigade. Mountain infantry. Got out after finding a land mine the wrong way. Started this place for a way to keep from going stir crazy and getting sucked into a dark depression. I recognized you from my last tour. You guys pulled my unit out of the shit when we got cut off and then you went on to make the enemy look like children playing with toys! I remember you especially as you patched me up and then drug me out of that death trap and to a medic! I have never seen a little move like you but I can understand why you were in that unit after seeing you in action! No one else but me will ever know this information either, so your secrets are safe with me!” I noticed his left leg was a prosthetic and not a very good one at that. “This junk leg works good enough for me to run this place and I’m too set in my ways now to go back into the service, even with a new leg.” I stood and faced the man then saluted him. I am surprised he remembered me from my only actual combat assignment with the Hellcats. It had been a real nasty surprise to us to be called out of a training mission to rescue his unit. I ended up getting hands on experience in combat during that five day rescue mission. The men were shocked big time when I stormed the enemy stronghold with a satchel of explosives and an assault rifle. I was moving in overdrive and everyone else looked like they were moving in slow motion. I was adopted into the unit after that and they promised me that should I ever wish to do so, they would take me in an instant and grant me a promotion from E-4 to E-5 gladly as I had earned it. That attack made headlines around the world and after that the reputation of the unit grew as they went on to take numerous more hazardous assignments, some of which made news again and shocked the world that they were all littles and had done things that Amazons had thought to be impossible. That had been almost two years ago and the unit was always active in hot spots around the world proving that not all littles are meant for diapers, cribs and bottles. I had finished my meal and was strapping on my frame pack again when the new protection acts were signed into law. If things were not already dangerous enough for littles, the new law made it even worse for them. Under the new law any non Amazon found to be in need of care could be adopted immediately. Should a little break a law they could be adopted as they were not able to even follow simple laws so therefore were in need of care. If a little became ill it meant that they were able to be adopted as they did not have the ability to take care of themselves. Littles also could be stopped and have their pants inspected by any Amazon. If they were wet or messy they could be adopted on the spot. Even having a single skid mark in your pants was enough to get you adopted. Any little caught not telling the truth was to be adopted immediately as they needed someone to watch over them since they do not truth from fantasy. The list was long and dangerous, but it amounted to open season on littles and inbetweeners as well. I was walking down the street and an Amazon lady stopped me for a pants check. Her mind was already made up as she already had a diaper in hand when she stopped me. When she found no marks of any kind she was disappointed. “Where is your mommy at dear?” “I’m a free little and a member of the Hellcats special forces so therefore you are not allowed to adopt me! The law specifically forbids you from touching active duty and reserve duty members of any military unit and therefore I am off limits by your own laws, ma’am!” I showed the lady my reserve status duty card for the Hellcats and she turned a little pale then got brave. “That’s not a real Hellcats registration card and you are a liar! You tried to lie to me just now!” When she grabbed me I acted fast. This time I did not panic and let myself get put into a diaper again before coming to my senses. I broke her wrist and messed up her knee pretty badly then left her laying on the ground in pain and unable to even stand. I took the diaper out of her hand and thanked her for it before walking off with it. I examined the diaper and decided it would serve for toilet paper since many stalls for littles did not have any toilet paper stocked and it made the little leave brown and black streaks in their underwear. They would be inspected the moment they left the restroom and then promptly diapered and adopted on the spot for failure to even keep clean. I passed by a store and saw a number of littles being drug in against their will and promptly diapered and adopted on the spot. One lady came out with an inbetweener girl in tow as the tears rolled down the pretty girl’s face as she was wearing a very short skirt with a very thick diaper under it. I felt sorry for the girl as she was going to be put into a crib and would be wearing diapers for life now. She had been adopted by an Amazon after the giant found an excuse to do so. Several more times I was stopped and had to endure pants checks. I had only had to hurt four more Amazons by the end of the day and my collection of diapers had grown as I had taken one from each Amazon as a souvenir. Any time I had to knock an Amazon down a few notches and prove they could be hurt by a little I would take one of the diapers as a souvenir. Who knows, by the end of tomorrow I might be able to sell them to some idiot Amazon for a handful of credits. It was almost six at night when I found a branch of the public library. So far I had managed to stay free and whoever might be looking for me was not having any luck in finding me. I wanted to check the island labs remotely and lay a few false trails on the Internet for anyone trying to find me. It was a little risky but the risk was low enough to not be dangerous. Besides, I am the only one with the access codes to the servers and security systems. Anyone else trying would find a lot of encryption and security firewalls that would take a lot of time to hack through. The library branch was fairly large for not being the main hub but this would work in my favor if I had to run. With so many shelves of books the place would be like a small maze. Finding me would be tricky and unless they blocked every exit I could lose a pursuer in the stacks and then slip out an exit quietly. Once inside I found a data port easily enough. Everyone else was using wireless connections, but for me a data port was better. I pushed a chair to right next to the data port then removed my pack and sat down. A librarian watched me with interest as I plugged one end of my data cable into the data port and then pushed my hair out of the way of the data port in the side of my head. I smiled at the lady as she watched me then began walking towards me. The look on her face was priceless when I plugged the other end of the cable into my head was priceless. She saw the plug go into the port and her mouth was open in surprise. I closed my eyes and half a second later the Internet beckoned me. I screamed along the connection at the speed of light and found the information I had been looking for. I was still being looked for it seems as someone had put out a rough sketch of me and posted a reward for the safe return of me to the nursery I had been kidnapped from. The sketch did not look very much like me but they had my name right so they had not given up yet. The lab had indeed been breached but they only got what I wanted them to have. A review of the security back up files showed that they had stormed the island with at least a full company of mercenaries. Bodies were left laying where they fell as the defenses killed them. It was a mess with at least 70 dead. Good luck covering that up. They had lost almost 15 more trying to retrieve their dead as they missed a few automated defenses and had been caught by them. Had I been on the island they would never have gotten in to the lab without heavier losses as I would have activated every defense and set them all to lethal. All five data cubes were taken but the mainframe security had worked correctly. All the research data had been instantly moved to a secured and hard as hell to find data storage system hidden 100 meters underground and accessible only by a long ladder climb down a narrow access pipe big enough for a little and maybe a small inbetweener. No Amazon would ever fit. The access was well hidden and only my parents and myself knew about it. The route and the room the machine sat in were not on the building floor plans. I watched as a person dressed in casual clothes hacked into the lab mainframe and stole the false information. They never even knew about the secure mainframe or even looked for it. A message flashed up in front of me as my intrusion detection programs alerted me to an attempted trace and report attack. They were getting sneaky but not sneaky enough. I hijacked the program and then gave it false coordinates to relay to it’s watcher. I do so hope they enjoy trying to adopt Hellcats. A message was left in the inbox for me to read. “Raven, turn yourself in to me and you will not be adopted. I will even set your parents free without diapers or baby clothing. Help me resolve this peacefully and we can put this behind us all. You can have your life with your parents or any life you chose without interference from me. Your parents will no longer be adopted by me and will be free from my control. If you want a nice mommy I can be that for you too if you truly desire that. Just contact me and we can work this out. I knew better and was not going to fall for her tricks. I erased the message and left her the image of a hand giving her the middle finger. To be a bitch I erased the time date data attached to my log in and all activity on the net. I had not thought that the lady would try to use lethal force but I was wrong. I went to jack out by pulling the plug out when an emergency warning flashed and then the power surge hit me. I almost screamed in pain as the electrical power barely overwhelmed my buffers and hit my brain. I saw an Amazon librarian come running as blackness threatened to claim me. End Part One Part Two Mrs Emily Whitestone paced her office impatiently as two diapered littles shivered in a playpen and held each other desperately. “This can all end right now you know. Tell me everything you know and give me access to the information then you can be changed and sent on your way. Surely after nearly a week of wearing diapers you want out of them and want your lives back. That can be arranged easily. You are both very smart and you know that I can easily return your lives to you. Some of the information on those cubes looks very interesting and I’m honestly impressed with the work you two have done so far. I’m very surprised just how formidable the defenses on your little island were. It took my men almost a full day to get inside your buildings to retrieve these out of there. I even lost 119 of my men to retrieving these cubes. Those men are expendable but there is still money involved in everything and operations like this are not cheap. Still, I’m willing to pay you a generous sum in addition to returning your lives to you. You can even continue to work for me and stay free if you only tell me what you know. Give me the access codes to your computers and this whole ugly mess can be brought to an end. I get what I want and you get your lives back. I’ll even pay you each a million credits as well as setting you free. I loved the genetic engineering ideas you talked about and how you could even possibly cure the sterility in so many of us. I got a glimpse of some of the initial work and it makes me wonder just how far you have gone since that information is almost 30 years old. You research into computer design is also impressive. Some of the new stuff coming out now is your old work from nearly 30 years ago and only just now coming out to the public. How far have you two gotten with all your research? It’s all got to be way beyond what we’re using now. Surely you can understand the value of working with me instead of refusing to help me out. When my men retrieved these cubes they had orders to not break any of the computer equipment in your labs. You only need to give me the access codes and this can all end without any further ugliness. No more diapers, No more cribs and bottles. No more diaper changes. I don’t want to use drugs because if I have to then the side effects could very well turn you into babies for life and that would be a huge waste of genius. An example of your genius was the defensive weapons on the island. We did get into some of the computers running the defenses but still, it was not enough to prevent the number of casualties the team suffered. I lost 119 well trained and loyal men to your island defenses. Machine guns we expected, but what you used was spooky. Miniature rail guns firing at the speed of a machine gun! Those things fired a single pellet weighing about a gram and then shot it out at nearly five times the speed of sound! Focused high intensity microwaves that boiled my men alive! I loved the tricks you pulled on my men! The weapons alone would be worth setting you free if you gave me the those designs. Is that so much to ask? I’m more than willing to be nice to you and let you go free if you just give me the access codes. I’ll even call off my search for your daughter. Surely you don’t want her in diapers and signed up for breeding do you? The new laws make it very easy for anyone to turn even an inbetweener into a baby. I turned my younger cousin into a baby along with his girlfriend for trying to steal from me. I had them diapered and given some medicine to help them clean themselves out. She got to watch as I diapered him and then gave him the shot. The look on his face when he peed his diaper then messed it was priceless. I did the same to her next and her eyes were wide as can be when she began peeing herself without being able to stop. When she messed her diaper she was actually crying! I made them both an offer and they refused. All they had to do was give me back the money they stole. They lied to me about the location of the money so I signed her up for breeding. She looked so terrified when we strapped her down to the bed and removed her wet diaper. She was used by three very well endowed littles before she cracked and told me how to get to the money. She is quite attractive and when given a choice she readily agreed to the diapers instead of being used for more breeding. She’s still in diapers and is almost due. My little cousin is still in diapers as well. He spends his days crying and begging to be set free. You know, I could arrange to have him brought over to breed you. He’d be very energetic and quite willing to do the deed after a shot to make sure he performs without reservation. If you like, I can arrange that for you. I’m sure we can even find a nice little for your husband to breed. I have a little in my office staff that all but drooled on the floor when she saw your husband in nothing but a diaper. Care to give me the access codes or do we continue with this?” “Fuck you bitch! Raven will kill you for this! She’s our greatest work and you will never get what you want from us! She will kill you as you stumble and bumble around like an idiot! You can do what you like but we wont give you any information!” Mrs. Whitestone thought for a moment. “As you wish.” The two of them were separated and taken out of the office in different directions. A few minutes later she watched on camera as the wife was raped by an inbetweener while her husband was forced to watch. When the man was finished he was diapered and led out while she laid on the bed in pain. She smiled as the husband was strapped down to a bed and the office little walked in smiling. She removed her clothes and then took off a damp diaper. Within minutes she was smiling as she rode the husband and denied him release for some time before she finally allowed him to finish off deep inside her. She panted with exertion and smiled as she picked up a fresh diaper and diapered herself before getting dressed again. “Thank you ma’am for this! I promise to have those reports on your desk within two hours, ma’am.” At that point she left the room. Mrs. white walked into the room as both little were being diapered again. Both of them were crying as she looked at them. “Give me the access codes and this will never happen again. Surely the data is not worth that much? I’ll fix you two up and get you out of diapers. I’ll pay you each a generous sum of money and I’ll even let you work for me at a very high pay rate with benefits. You will never again have to be used as breeders. Think about it a while.” RAVEN I woke up on the floor with the librarian checking to see if I was still alive. My head hurt like hell for a minute as my hand pulled the data cable out of the jack in my head. “Fucking sneaky bitch.” The librarian gasped. “Such naughty language!” I looked at the lady as I got to my feet as I yanked the cable from the wall port I had been plugged into. “You’d be rude too if you just got zapped with almost 100 volts directly into your cranium! Hurts like a bitch!” A quick look at my data cable pissed me off. It had been ruined in the attack on me. I had passed an electronics shop a few blocks back so they would be my next stop. “Where’s your mommy at?” I looked at the lady and resisted the urge to hurt her, but not by much. “This is ridiculous. I am not adopted! I am a free little perfectly capable of taking care of myself!” The lady was bound and determined to see me adopted. “I doubt that! I just found you passed out on the floor!” My patience was worn real thin by this point. “Lady, move or I move you, and I wont be gentle about it!” “I have to call for littles protective services! You need help!” I looked at the other end of the cable that had been plugged into the port in my head and cursed when I saw the scorched end. The lady’s eyes went wide with my string of profanities as I coiled the cable and dropped it into my lower right pocket. “Such a naughty baby!” When she grabbed for me she found herself grabbing air and falling forward as a couple of other littles in the area watched and smiled. She hit the floor and I simply grabbed my frame pack then put it on and started to walk towards the main door. A group of men and a lady came running in the door while four more blocked the exit as I was grabbing my beret from my left top pocket. “Excuse me please, I’d like to get through here please.” The large lady looked down at me and smiled. “Where’s your mommy at honey?” The temptation to start shooting was getting real high and harder to resist. “I have no clue where my parents are since they were abducted almost a week ago and I am in the process of tracking down their location.” “I see. Do you need fresh diaper, honey?” I held my temper in check and did my best to stay polite. “I do not need a diaper. I am a free little and registered as such.” I pulled out my wallet and retrieved my free little registration card. She saw the black star on it and frowned. “May I see you other identification, please?” “This is ridiculous!” I handed her a civilian identification card then waited a moment. Okay, it says here you are in the military, which is hard to believe. What unit?” I handed her my black beret. “Hellcats!” she stared in surprise at me. “No way! That can’t be right!” “Fine!” I dug out my military identification and handed it to her. She ran an ultraviolet light over the card and gasped. “Okay, this is a first for me! My apologies for this! What is your call sign?” “Hellion. Anything else you want to know is classified and above your pay grade so be a good girl and leave it at that unless you like getting into a lot of trouble.” She handed me everything back and motioned for everyone to let me through. The lady I had tripped looked pissed. She yelled at the lady that was letting me pass. “You can’t just let her go! She’s a little! She passed out and I saw it!” The lady sighed and looked at the librarian and I knew the look all too well. The urge to shoot someone who is an idiot and pushing all the wrong buttons. “I can’t stop her ma’am. She’s a reserve member of the Hellcats special operations unit. By international treaty we can not hold her or attempt to adopt her unless that is her wish.” “She tripped me! It was a deliberate attack! I want her stopped and adopted right this instant!” The lady looked at the librarian and smiled. “Lady, if she had wanted to, she could have killed you before you even had a chance to move. Look up the Hellcats special operations unit on the computer and you will see why we have a treaty of non interference with them. If you still want to try to adopt her then feel free to try. I wont stop you, but I wont help you either.” Ten minutes of angry walking found me wanting to slug a wall in frustration. The giants in this town were baby crazy and it made me want to start opening fire on all of the idiots. What I needed was a new data cable and transportation out of this town before I shot half the idiots in the town. A number of amazon women looked at me with longing in their eyes but seeing me in a uniform and wearing a black beret with the Hellcats unit insignia on it kept them from bothering me. After an hour more of walking across the city I spotted a sign that caught my interest. “Sam’s Custom Electronics and repair” On the off chance they had what I needed I stopped in the small shop and browsed a minute before a giant man behind the counter spoke up. “Can I help you find something ma’am?” It surprised me he was polite to me and did not attempt to adopt me or insult me for being a little. “Perhaps. I need a four foot class one fiber optic data cable with class one data jack ports on it.” “I don’t have anything like that in stock. Do you have one with you I can look at for comparison?” I dug the fried cable out of my pocket and handed it to him. “What did you do to this poor thing!? It’s fried!” I looked at him with frustration “Tell me something I don’t know! Can you get me a new one or do I have to go somewhere else?” “I can have one made, I think, let me ask someone real fast. Hey Beth, got a challenge for you! It’s safe!” I heard the sound of feet then a ladder being moved into place and climbed. A blond haired little with the prettiest blue eyes took the cable and looked at it a moment. “I can make another one in about 20 minutes. An amazon plug it into an electrical outlet?” “No. Got hit with an over voltage attack. Hurt like hell too.” The little looked down and her eyes went wide when she saw me standing in front of her. “You never told me we had a Hellcat for a customer you big dope!” He smiled at her as she jumped down off the counter and came up to me with the cable. “What’s this hook up to anyways?” “A computer.” “Bullshit! No computer on the market can utilize the speeds this can handle!” “Very true. The computer is a one of a kind at this point and when in use it pushes the data ports to their limits.” “If that’s the case you need this type of connection then but I’d love to see the system!” I looked around and saw no cameras or anyone else in the shop. “Fine, but if asked by anyone, this does not exist.” I brushed me hair aside and showed her the data port in my head. Her eyes went wide and she gasped at what she saw. You have a fully functional system in your head controlled by your brain?” “Yes. I can run digital circles around anything on the open market today. I was not counting on a nasty bomb being left for me though. I need a buffer to stop over voltage but not slow down the data flow. Let me show you what I need.” Within minutes we were discussing a design and the components to make it work and still keep it small, light and portable. It took the two of us about 30 minutes of back and forth talking to create a circuit design that would work and not be overly bulky. “I can make it and the cable in about two hours time if you can afford it. It will cost around 600 credits and use some specialty components I made myself. The capacitors I use are my own design. They take about one tenth the space of a normal one and do the same thing with less weight as well. A variation off the Par’s design for micro capacitors.” I gladly paid the money and waited while she worked on the device and the cable. Barely two hours later she came back with both. She showed me the features of the over voltage buffer and I loved it. “The Hellcats could use something like this! They’d love it with it so small and portable. Do yourself a favor and copyright the circuit design paperwork then patent the device as well! Do not let any giant other than this guy here know about it until after you have it legally protected!” “You sure you don’t want a share of the profits if this design sells?” I smiled at her. “My last name is Par. You need the funding far more than I do. If I get truly desperate for money I can go back to active duty for a few years.” she smiled at me. “If half of what I’ve heard about you guys is true then I would not want you guys after me! I will call them and see what type of tech they might be looking for.” “Good. Tell them that Hellion told you to call them. Hellion is my call sign.” Beth vanished into the back with the card and a smile on her face. I was halfway to the door when a large giant of a lady came storming in. She saw me and tried to kick me out of the way. “Filthy vermin! Out of my way before I stick you in a crib where your type belong!” I looked at the lady and held my tongue but refused to move for a bully, no matter the size. I looked over my shoulder and called out as I drew my pistol. “How hard would it be to clean the blood off the floor and dispose of this trash for you?” “Not worth it ma’am! Take an hour to get rid of the blood off the floor and then the police get involved and I have to explain that a Hellcat was being treated improperly by a rude customer and threatened as well. “Take her out back and shoot her so I don’t have to close up for half a day!” The Amazon lady scowled at me. “Do something about this vermin before I put a diaper on it and put it in a crib where they all belong!” Sam winced and he knew what was coming next. I did not shoot her, even though it was tempting. I simply dropped my pack and leaped up to about knee level and used the but of my gun against the side of her knee with as much force as I could. She let out a yelp of pain as the gun hit and caused her knee to buckle, dropping her to the floor. A couple more quick hits on various pressure points left her laying on the floor in pain. “This young lady you chose to insult is not so helpless it seems. It would be my guess that she is more than capable of taking care of herself. Threatening to put her in a diaper and have her put into a crib was not such a good idea after all I guess. I always warned you that one day you would threaten the wrong little and would end up hurt. Just because she is a little does not make her vermin, helpless, or stupid! I think, Mrs. Carson, that perhaps you should take your business to another shop as you are not welcome here any longer!” The lady glared at me as I watched her leave the store mad as hell. As soon as the door was shut Sam broke out laughing. Beth came out from behind the counter laughing as well. “That was hilarious to see the look on her face as she fell on her face! When you continued to hit her on various places and left her hurting she looked about ready to wet and mess herself!” It took Beth a moment to catch her breath. “If you ever come back this way please stop in again! Don’t worry about losing her business either! She’s a pain in the ass to deal with. She asks stupid questions and rarely buys anything then when she does, she insists we are overcharging her and trying to rip her off! She’s actually cost us customers a few times so no loss losing her few sales a year!” I would not forget this place anytime soon as I waved at them and left to find a way to get out of town without attracting anymore attention. I had drawn enough attention now that the bitch looking for me would be looking for a Hellcat in combat uniform and causing chaos. I almost smiled as I caused a bit more trouble in a few places and made my appearance memorable. Once the sun set it would be time to vanish and and be someone else. At the dock I made very public inquiries about prices of ferries going to the other islands, further North along the coast and further South as well. No camera got a good look at my face but they all got a damned good look at my unit insignia on my shoulder. With this much chaos and attention drawn to myself it would be interesting to see what that bitch would decide to try next since in a few hours Raven Par would vanish off the radar. The reserve Hellcats member would turn into a ghost. I only had to debate on which identity to assume next. Upon walking past a bank it was tempting to try to pass myself off as a bank officer but it would be way too much work and too risky as well. I needed a disguise that would not get me adopted immediately and not draw a lot of attention either. In the end I wore a nice set of slacks and a nice blouse. I tied my long black hair back into a long ponytail and then went into five different electronics shops to purchase the tools needed for my disguise as a computer technician. There were littles that were indeed computer technicians and they were uncommon but not rare. An hour of Internet time purchased at a run down cafe allowed me to create a dummy company real quick and to have my name listed as the technician. Two more stops at office stores helped me to create my fake computer technician identification. I had a laminated card with my company name on it and a picture of me. It said in bold letters below the picture that I was a computer technician. Anyone checking my briefcase would find the tools of my trade in it. Once done with my cover identity work it was time to make Mrs. Whitestone’s day so to speak. A quick change of address and I entered her network with an eye out for signs of more traps. There were several very tempting prizes dangled in front of me but I ignored them as they were likely traps to try to snag me. So far no one knew I was even in the network. The data cubes were starting their data worm program and within a few hours she was going to really be mad. I found what I was looking for and went to work with some minor vandalism. Every employee of the company was now going to receive a pink slip and be told the company was closing for good and they would have to find employment elsewhere. I about left a calling card so to speak but changed my mind and slowly erased all traces of my presence in her network as I carefully and quietly backed out of it. Once this was done I logged off the net with no traces that I had done anything from the shop except check some online library books for information on car repair for older cars made for littles. Anyone seeing this would think nothing of it. I was now Alexis Darlene and was on my way cross country to a computer show on the East coast. A hotel near the convention had my reservations and I was signed up for the convention as well. I was also a registered free little with no history of discipline or potty problems with a Gold star rating from a nice college on the mainland and a family still on one of the islands. This should do nicely I figured and most folks did not bother to look too deeply at the past of a little. I have extensive knowledge of computers as well so if they try to trip me up with computer questions I can give them answers and hopefully not blow my cover. This identity helped me get into a motel that served littles and the man running the place never even gave me a second glance. I was just another little and nothing about me stood out in the least as I went to my room and prepared to sleep. A sign on the wall stated that all littles were required to be diapered while sleeping but it had been badly defaced. A diaper was not going to be part of my attire tonight. Not being the trusting sort, I kept my gun loaded and within reach as well as a charcoal filter mask since some of these places were black market outlets for giants looking to get a cute little by paying a few hundred credits. They would take the out cold little that had been gassed and turn him or her into a baby with no one caring enough to look for another missing little on the mainland. In the middle of the night I thought I heard a hissing sound and grabbed my mask then my gun. The door was locked and would not budge as I tried to open it. I turned the safety off on my gun and quietly waited for the next person to step through the door. About ten minutes later an amazon with a mask on stepped into the room and went for the lump under the covers on the bed. The man yanked the covers back and stopped when all he found were pillows. He spun around and saw me with my gun out. “Surprise!” I shot him in the head when he tried to make a grab for me. I kicked his body then looted it for anything useful before leaving. Downstairs and behind the main desk I found a hidden set of switches to activate the gas and to lock the door of any room. Three other switches were flipped so I flipped them back and proceeded to lock the rest of the rooms that had giants in them and turned on the gas to them. The littles would wake up and be able to leave the place but someone was going to have to free the giants. I yawned and went back for my briefcase while making certain to avoid the blood on the floor. Dawn was about three hours away so I grabbed my things and headed to the nearest bus station with storage lockers. I took the data cubes, all my ammo, five fake ID cards, and my combat knife from my frame pack before shoving it in a locker and paying the fee and taking the key with me. Nothing in the pack was irreplaceable so if it was never retrieved nothing critical was going to be lost. Outside the bus station I walked a few blocks and curled up inside an abandoned building for some more sleep. My filter mask was concealed in a pocket along with my gun and knife just in case. I have learned to not trust too many people too closely. Getting too trusting as a little is a quick one way trip into diapers and a crib for life. The motel tonight had proven to me it pays to be very paranoid when your instincts all scream at you that something is not quite right. Last night my instincts had warned me that the man had been a little too eager to get me into my room for the night. I had been right. Passing by the crime scene with my briefcase in hand and dressed fairly nice made me just another little in a sea of littles, giants, and inbetweeners. I blended in and did not stand out as I passed the scene and ignored it as I walked on. I was about to enter the bus station when a police officer stopped me. “Not many littles traveling alone. Where you headed?” “Is this an official police stop or are you just out to make me miss my bus?” The officer smiled at me. Maybe I should make it official and see if you are a run away from a nursery! You trying to avoid going back to your mommy?” I looked at my watch and had an hour before my bus left. “I’m a registered free little and heading to a computer seminar on the East coast. Happy now?” He looked at me a moment. “You need a diaper change?” I was starting to think that almost all Amazons were idiots. “If I did, it would not be you changing me!” “Mouthy little aint you! Maybe I should just adopt you here and now for your own safety!” “You are not legally allowed to do so. I have not demonstrated any reason for you to adopt me legally. I am free and gainfully employed. I have broken no laws nor given you a reason to stop me.” The officer let me go reluctantly but kept an eye on me as I proceeded to go get my prepaid bus ticket. I showed my Identification and was handed the ticket by the lady manning the place. “Here you go dearie. You do know about the rules regarding littles riding cross country on the bus right?” I decide to play it safe and asked the lady politely about the rules. I allowed her to examine my briefcase full of tools and a few common supplies for computer work. “No spare diapers?” “I don’t wear diapers. I have not been in a diaper since the age of three.” The lady smiled and showed me a copy of the rules about littles going cross country on a bus. I was required to wear a diaper and could not board without a diaper on. “It’s not my idea ma’am, but a little accidentally messed herself on the bus last year so the company made this new rule and a few others as well.” She was very polite and explained the rules to me and made sure I understood them. She was nice and sold me a bag of diapers in my size then led me in back and diapered me gently without teasing me or threatening to adopt me. “I know they are thick and make you waddle a bit but it is the brand the company has us sell to littles who do not already have any.” She was a very nice lady and showed me the paperwork as well as her official disagreement with the rules about littles being diapered. “Look at it this way, If the toilet is filthy, full, or not working you can use the diaper and no one can complain. Each bus has a small changing table that folds down and one attendant on each bus that can change you so you don’t have to spend an entire trip in a wet and or messy diaper. Those not wearing diapers will have to hold it until the bus stops somewhere with a restroom if they can’t use the one on the bus.” I thanked her for her help and checked in my briefcase. She examined it and I told her what each tool was for and then let her x-ray it as well. It passed and she put a tag on it certifying it as safe. My next hurdle was the metal detector. I had a false federal concealed weapons permit so they could not take my gun as long as the gun remained on safety and unloaded while on the bus. The computer in my head would be an issue though. No way to disguise it. I would bluff when the time came. I figured that my day was going better than my nemesis. She was going to have a company full of very irate employees to deal with as she had fired all of them. I might have to ask my folks about that when I freed them. For now the dreaded metal detector waited. A giant tried to pick me up and I rewarded his efforts by dropping him to the floor as fast and hard as I could before I realized it was the police officer. Oops. “Sorry about that, sir. You did not identify yourself and so I reacted to defend myself from possible illegal abduction! He got up off the floor looking a bit surprised to have been taken down by a little. “How the hell did you learn that nasty trick young lady?” “I had an uncle that served in the military and he showed me that and a few other tricks. Is there a reason you tried to grab me sir? If not then I’ll be on my way. I still have to go through the metal detector and show them some proper paperwork.” I walked off and the officer just stood staring at me as he rubbed his sore left knee I kicked hard enough to almost cause severe damage to. I walked through the metal detector and set it off. I was ready for that and handed the man my permit and then showed him my firearm with the clip removed and in another pocket. “I remove the clip when traveling on a bus or aircraft.” I cleared the round in the chamber already and put it in the clip. The firearm is currently on safety as you can see. My combat knife is in a sheath and within legal length limits at only ten inches. I set the items aside and let him run a portable detector over me. He got to my head and stopped. “What’s in the hair?” “It’s not my hair or anything in it sir. I have a data port and a few other devices inside my skull, sir. The devices can not be removed without extensive surgery and will not have any effect on the bus.” I was ushered off to a full body scanner and forced to strip down to just my diaper. I walked through the machine and watched the look on the faces of the men looking at the display. They were confused and it almost made me laugh. “What the hell is that thing in your head?” “I’m not at liberty to discuss it yet. It is secret technology that my company wants to sell to the military in a few years after they have it field tested heavily in numerous settings.” They finally let me go after that and a quick check to see if my diaper was wet or dirty yet. I got on the bus and was happy to be on my way. They had believed me about my built in computer system and did not log anything onto the computer about it except for a few quick notes to send off to the other stations that it was legal to have and would not harm anyone. Twenty minutes later the bus pulled out of the station. I was relieved to get this far without getting caught by the bitch that had my parents. The bus route passed by the white industries building where there was a lot of confusion going on. I was so tempted to smile and laugh but held it in. In a few hours my next surprise present for her would activate and destroy her computers. This was going to be one hell of a fun day for her to deal with and I had a few ideas of what to do to her next. I was going to do everything possible to keep her reeling and off balance while setting her up for the final fall. Mrs Whitestone It was a nice morning and she looked forward to breaking the will of the two littles in her care and stealing all their technical secrets. Once broken she would have their brains worked on a bit to make them compliant and working for her to make more high end miracles of science for her despite being in diapers for life. Once she caught their daughter she would put her in a diaper, sign her up for breeding and then sell her unless she had just as many wonderful ideas that her parents did. Her limo pulled into the garage and she was surprised by the number of irate people out in front of her building instead of inside working on keeping the company running. The driver let her out next to her private elevator and made sure she was safely in it before driving off. The elevator stopped at the top floor and the doors opened to an empty floor. Everyone was gone. She walked into her office and found her private secretary and head of security waiting for her. “We have a problem ma’am. Last night you sent out a notice to everyone in the building. You fired everyone.” “I have been trying to keep things going as best I could ma’am but there are a lot of angry folks constantly calling and asking why they were fired! I canceled all your appointments for the morning ma’am and have been trying to calm everyone down. Jake is going through the computers now trying to find out what happened. He has been sending updates every 45 minutes. You did not fire anyone as you always have me draw up the paperwork or tell me who to call and you have done neither so I believe it is an attack from outside as does Jake.” Mrs White slammed her fist into her desk as she set down. “That little fucking bitch! I am going to kill her when I catch her! Julie get everyone you can back in their offices and tell them we were hacked and they are not fired. Jake is doing the right thing looking for the source of the hack but I suspect he wont find it. That daughter of theirs is too damned sneaky! No little should be able to do this to me!” Julie was already back behind her desk making calls to get everyone back to work. It took almost four hours to get everyone back to work again and she had given some of the ones that had stayed on the job trying to do damage control raises for their loyalty and smart thinking. Jake called and was hysterical. “Pull the cubes! Unplug them before it’s too late!” “What are you talking about, Jake?” They are time bombs! Unplug them now!” She reached for one and her terminal went dark along with every other terminal in the building and all the phone lines turned off as well. Mrs white grabbed a radio and was answered by Jake. “Too late ma’am. Those damned cubes were bait and we fell for it. They had fake computer files in them. Almost all those experiments were fake but close enough to truth that we were suckered by the data. Each cube had a virus in it that was carefully planted in and designed to go off at a preset point after the cubes were opened. Everything we had on the computers is gone! Those worms ruined everything! We need new servers now as well. They were over clocked and then had the cooling turned off as well as the warning systems bypassed! Until we get new computers and run the backups we are dead in the water! We are looking at about five days to get everything replaced and it’s not going to be cheap either!” “How bad, Jake?” “Rough estimate, about 500 million in equipment cost plus another two or three in labor.” “Thanks for trying to warn me Jake. Get started right away and see if we can savage anything.” “Yes ma’am, and sorry.” A pair of littles looked at her from a playpen and laughed at her. “Raven is not going to be caught until she wants to be and then you are in for an even bigger world of hurt. Our little Hellion is too good for you!” Mrs White looked at the two littles in the playpen and then walked out of her office and around a corner where she promptly slugged a wall as hard as she could which resulted in four broken knuckles and two broken fingers as well as a fractured wrist. To say she was mad would be an understatement. END PART TWO PART THREE The bus trip was not fun. The toilet was off limits to littles and they forced me to use a diaper for wetting and for messing. A lady on the bus changed my diaper for me and put a fresh one on me each time and on the last change she tried to feed me a bottle of formula. It did not go as planned for her as I am certain she wanted to adopt me and keep me in diapers and a crib forever. She had just changed my messy diaper and pulled my slacks back up when she tried to shove a bottle in my mouth. The bottle did not smell right to me and there was no way she was going to shove the garbage down my throat. It was bad enough to force me into a diapers for the duration of the trip but now she was trying to force feed me a bottle with who knows what lacing the formula in it. I bent her hand hand back far enough to hurt but not break it. I then squeezed it hard enough to drop her to her knees. “I have to let you diaper and change me, but nothing requires me to drink from a bottle and let you try to force me into a life of wearing diapers and living in a crib!” When I let go of her now very sore hand she grabbed it and held it with the other one. One sniff of the formula told me the truth about it. The can of dry powder formula under the changing station had directions for mixing the formula. This stuff was made to turn a little who drank it into a baby for life as it would rob them of control so they could be adopted and kept in diapers for the rest of their life. This was never going to happen to me if I had my way. Later that afternoon she left her mug of coffee with heavy cream sitting while she went to use the restroom on the bus. I dumped in two scoops of the formula and stirred it in real quick before returning to my seat and staying silent. It should be interesting to see what happens to her in about four hours when we arrive at the terminal. It took a great deal of effort to not smile and look at her drinking her drink without being aware I had spiked her large cup with a couple of scoops of formula. She filled up her cup again and dumped in more powdered creamer then went to the restroom again. This time I waited only long enough for her to close the door before moving fast. I emptied almost a third of the can of formula into her powdered creamer and mixed it together quietly and quickly. The only other little on the bus smiled when he saw me spiking her drink and almost laughed when he saw me mixing her powdered creamer with formula. Paybacks can be a bitch! The bus finally pulled into the terminal and I was still dry so the lady did not get another chance to change my diaper for me but she did check it. When she set me down I accidentally knocked the formula over and spilled it everywhere. She saved what she could and gave me a look of frustration as she put the formula back on the shelf next to the diapers. I picked up my half bag of diapers and exited next to the other little who was also carrying a half bag of diapers. I had to wait for the baggage to be unloaded and brought inside before I could retrieve my briefcase. I bent over to retrieve my briefcase and the lady from the bus came over towards me. “I want to see your identification! I have to make sure you did not run away from your mommy!” I showed her my identification card for this identity and smiled at her as she farted noisily. “Sounds like you need to go change yourself. Hope you remembered to bring spare diapers.” Another fart escaped and then she bent over in pain trying to hold back what was soon going to be impossible to hold back. Urine ran down her legs and another noisy fart escaped her as she suddenly messed herself horribly. She looked horrified. “Funny thing about the powdered creamer. It is the same consistency as the formula and almost the same taste. Are the effects permanent or do they wear off?” “You little bitch!” She tried to grab me and a brown runny mess ran down her legs! I stayed out of her reach until security marched her to a hallway and out of sight. I waited around for my hotel bus to come and got to see her as she came out into the main area again about 20 minutes later obviously waddling a little bit from the thick diaper she was now wearing. I myself had changed back into panties and was tempted to offer a spare diaper just to be a bitch. She gave me a dirty look as she left the terminal and I almost busted out laughing at her. “I’m George. That was worth sticking around to see!” I saw the little I had ridden the bus with and smiled at him. “She usually gets one or two every trip, but this time someone got her back. You here for the computer show?” “That and other things. Yourself?” He was cute but married, darn the luck. “My boss sent me here to look into the computer show and see if anything here is really all that new or just a bunch of upgrades and patches to the software.” “This year will be interesting . My company is owned by On Par industries and they have a whole new computer operating system to show off this year. It should be interesting to see how people react to the beta version of the operating system.” He was real interested to know if I had ever met the family and what their daughter was like. I laughed. “I never got to meet her when I met them two years ago. “She was away on active duty at the time. She’s a member of the Hellcats unit and from what I’ve heard, damned dangerous and sneaky when she wants to be.” He smiled. “I would love to meet her sometime! I hear she’s cute and only about three years younger than me.” I laughed. “And just what would your wife say when she found out?” “She’d find out that I did not have sex with her and treated her with respect. From what I hear she’s a genius with computers and my wife and I would both love to talk shop with her for a few hours if she’d let us. I’d love to hear more about her unit from her too!” “Good luck with that one! They are sworn to secrecy and they never break that oath! The best you can get is for them to give you the public information website. Anything more is classified and they wont talk to outsiders about it.” We talked shop for a while longer until my ride finally showed up. I shook his hand and wished this had been a pleasure trip so I could meet his wife as well. Talking shop with them would have been fun. Maybe in the future we could all meet after I took down the bitch and freed my parents. For now, I had more work to do and very little time to get it done. Once at the motel and checked in to my room I assured the check in person that I would not wet the bed. The temptation to shoot people at times. Just because I am a little they assume I will wet the bed if not wearing a diaper. After having my panties checked four times on my way to my room the urge to open fire was starting to get real high. Once behind closed doors I was able to finally relax before I went insane and shot the next fool offering to diaper me after checking my panties. A few hours of sleep would have been nice but there was still a lot to do so with that I got to work. I pulled up my pet project and put the finishing touches on it. Before my parents had been kidnapped I had been working on a new computer operating system. Without all the patches and workaround routines to plug holes in the code it was smaller and faster. The requirements to run it were lower as well and it was likely going to upset the mainline computer software companies. This was going to be the culmination of about three years of off and on work. I finished the work about four hours later and yawned. It was tempting to be lazy and order room service but they are all giants and one of them would likely try something stupid. I settled for going to a local fast food place for a quick meal then returned. Halfway back an Amazon lady stopped me and checked me to make sure I was not wet or dirty. What the hell is wrong with all these giants? Not every little has to wear diapers and those that do would love to throw them out the window and go back to wearing normal undergarments. She was upset to find me wearing panties instead of a diaper and to find the panties were perfectly clean. She had no reason to try adopting me and was forced to reluctantly let me go. A police officer noticed my large combat knife but let me go when showed the permit for it and for my concealed firearm. He was polite about it and thanked me for cooperating and did not try to check to see if I needed a diaper change or even needed to be adopted for not taking care of myself. The doorman greeted me politely and opened the door for me as I walked into the motel. Once in my room I double checked it for any listening devices before getting to work on my next trick. By Now Mrs. Whitestone was likely very unhappy and likely about halfway through replacing and installing new computer servers. That would keep her busy for a while and she would not have time to check on other angles I would use to attack her. I plugged the buffer into the motel room’s data port then plugged one end of my data cable into the buffer and the other end into my cranial computer. I closed my eyes and zipped out onto the net and then used a satellite to get to the island servers that had been brought back online right on schedule. Bypassing the security was easy and bearely slowed me. I downloaded all of Mrs. Whitestone’s financial information and started to go through all of it carefully. It was almost ten at night when I finally finished tracing everything down and putting it all together. She had been sneaky with splitting up her finances into so many files to hide her illegal activity. I smiled and began to arrange everything in a better format. By 11:00 I had everything I needed to make her life miserable one more time. I made notes and then put all the notes into a file and downloaded all her finance records to the ministry of finance audit department along with the notes telling them where to look for all of her hidden funds and where she had cheated the ministry on her taxes. After removing all traces of my computer work on the networks I finally unplugged and put things away before going to bed for the night. I had nice dreams that night about Mrs Whitestone getting a visit from the ministry of finance. I can’t figure out why she does not like me. I’m just showing her the holes in her security and the mistakes in her accounting. My sleep that night was wonderful with the dreams of Mrs Whitestone screaming privately in anger at me. All she had to do was return my parents to me undamaged and I would leave her alone. Oh to be a fly on a wall when she gets audited. Tomorrow night I would be busy with orders for the new operating system if it worked correctly, which it should. I had already electronically filled out and filed patent and copyright paperwork on the new operating system which I filed under my own real name. I made it to the computer store just as they were opening and purchased an older computer. When the show was allowing people in I got to the table for my display and had vendors laughing at my older system. I erased it’s operating system completely and loaded my own operating system then let it go to standby while we waited for people to file in. My display system was ten years old but ran the operating system easily. I had intentionally used an old system to prove the requirements of my work. I would also be able to run circles around their best gear since they had to use so many workaround programs to avoid the numerous bugs in their programming. An hour into the show I was making all the other big companies mad when they couldn’t beat the speed and efficiency that my operating system had. I gave the four biggest computer hardware companies limited copies of my operating system to try. Each copy was loaded with security features that would make attempting to view the source code a bad idea as it would scramble itself beyond recovery as well as alerting me to the attempt. I informed each company that this was a beta release and what they had was a light and limited version of the full operating system running on my old computer. A couple of gaming companies wanted to see if it could handle running one of their games so I loaded their new game onto the old system and shocked them when it alerted them to glitches on the game code. One older game was loaded with several lines of code that would steal information and send it to a server on the other coast to be stored and exploited by someone. My operating system took on every challenge and even the military asked to try one of their now declassified programs on it. The software loaded quickly and ran flawlessly once my operating system blocked several attempts at breaking into the core files of the source code. They expected it to have some minor issues and were pleasantly pleased with it. The military representative smiled as he spoke to me. “We had those exploit programs put in intentionally to test software security. Yours is the only one that passed the test!” “This operating system can be configured in a number of ways and with the source code a new version can be created and tailored to the customer. My cover was almost blown when my former commanding officer came walking up to me and shook my hand. “Nice work. The Hellcats look forward to your return. Good work on the other front as well, Hellion. You always did do good work and this should be interesting to see how far it goes before things finish.” I made 20 sales that day and promised to contact the companies in four weeks. At that time I would sign contracts and make a fortune off my pet project. Noticeably absent at the show was Whitestone industries. I made a few discrete inquiries and was told that they had canceled their reservation for the show at the last minute. A major power disruption and then surge had destroyed a large number of their servers and they were busy repairing the damage. I played innocent and continued to show off the new operating system the rest of the day. I showed other companies that it was able to run all sorts of software from games to advanced code breaking software. One person tested it on a newer computer and was amazed at how fast it ran. Another representative from the Hellcats stopped by and chatted with me about the computer operating system for a bit as well. When no one was looking I showed off a tattoo to him and handed him a card with my personal e-mail on it and then smiled and shook hands with him. He was sale number 20 for the day. The hellcats would get a good deal on the software and I would turn it inside out, upside down and do everything possible to make it flexible and super secure for them at a very reduced price. Giants and others would have to pay normal price for those services and it would not be cheap. On the way out of the conference center I stopped back at the fast food place and had another burger meal. I only endured one panties check on the way back and was glad to when once more the quietness of the motel room gave me a chance to relax. I watched the news feed and saw that Whitestone industries had a stock price drop of almost three percent thanks to the computer problem. I wonder how low they will go when the audit hits and the news of it gets leaked to the press. Mrs Whitestone “What the hell do you mean I’m being audited? Get the hell out of my office or I’ll throw your skinny ass out the window and let you take the fast way down!” The lady in the suit stood quietly a moment then spoke up. “If you do not wish to cooperate with this audit that is fine. All of your assets will be frozen. Both personal and corporate. Any attempts at bodily harm to me or any other auditor will result in severe penalties up to and including mind wiping and retraining. Now then, I shall require all of your people to step away from their terminals for the duration of the audit. Anyone not complying will be arrested. I would also like to note that any harsh treatment of your littles in my presence will also be reported as well so do not take your anger out on them. From the looks of things I begin to wonder if they are even legally adopted at all. The law takes a dim view into illegal adoption of littles.” “Do your damned audit but leave my personal life alone or I will make sure your next assignment is testing adult diapers yourself as no one else will hire you!” The lady left the legal paperwork on the desk and quietly walked out of the office. Mrs. Whitestone picked up her phone and called for her personal accountant to meet her in her office as soon as possible. The two littles in the playpen huddled into the corner as far away as they could get from Mrs. Whitestone. She was mad and did not dare punch anything with her right hand in a splint already. Ten minutes later her personal secretary let the accountant into her office then turned on the light above the office door to signify that no one was to enter without being called for personally by Mrs. Whitestone. She felt sorry for the two littles in the playpen and wanted to talk to them but she was told on the first day to say nothing to the two of them. The best she could do was to smile at them when she saw them but nothing more. “Who the hell is doing this to us? First the computers! Then everyone gets fired! Now a damned auditor is digging into things! Tell me we at least made some sales at the big computer show.” The accountant looked at her a moment before replying. “We never went this year. Due to the computer crash and the firing of all the people our reservation was canceled so we could focus on getting the servers working again. My reports from the show tell me that a new operating system was unveiled this year and it exceeded everyone’s expectations. The company had a little demonstrate the software to everyone on an old computer and then again on a new computer as well. We lost the military contract we were trying to get and the Hellcats have even expressed an interest in the software as well. I took the liberty of having one of our men obtain a copy of the operating system discretely and it is being sent here to be looked at by our own people. If it is any good we can break into it and change things then go from there.” “What company made the operating system?” The man looked through his paperwork a minute. “On Par Industries. The lead programmer was a miss Raven Par.” Mrs. White spun around to face her accountant. “What?! How the hell did they do that when they are both right here in this playpen?! “I do not know, ma’am. My agent is good and does not lie or exaggerate. They stand to make close to 5 billion in initial sales and long term sales are looking to be upwards of 20 billion over the next five years.” “Get me that software and I want the little from the show in my office in two days or someone is going to pay!” “How much do we stand to lose in this audit if they find everything?” The accountant looked at her tablet then spoke. “Almost four billion plus another two billion in fines.” “This is a fucking nightmare! How the hell is all this happening all at once? There is no way this is all coincidence! The timing is too perfect! Who the hell is doing this to us and how the hell do we find them and kill them for it?!” END PART THREE PART FOUR The show lasted for three days and I made almost 100 sales to various companies by the time all was said and done. Each and every company knew that a little had created the operating system. Two of the amazon ladies from one of the companies admitted to being surprised that it had been created entirely by a single little over the course of six years as a pet project during slow times so that there was always something to do to be productive. Every machine it was tried on worked more efficiently than with the old operating system created by Whitestone industries. “The whitestone operating system has a number of bugs and glitches that require extensive work around patches to fix and the fixes only open up more security issues. Let me show you the more common issues with it. We did a side by side speed test and even though my demonstration system was slower it still ran the same test programs faster than the other machines did. My benchmark scores were almost 50% better than the Whitestone operating system. I even let other people look at the computer without it’s side panel on so that they could tell it was not a trick. There was no wireless signal and no hardwired line piping in the signal to the system either. My parents had been thinking of revealing the cranial computer I have inside my head to the world but not one as advanced as mine. The new operating system was a very small version of the one I have running my own internal computer system with a few differences thrown in to make it work on a desktop unit. That was my base to work from and change the source code bit by bit for compatibility until all that was left was a few more tweaks and some debugging. A reporter asked me what was next for On Par Industries. “How about a computer that fits inside of a person’s head or a data cube the size of a sugar cube?” The lady laughed and agreed that the data cubes seemed like a reasonable thing to expect to see but the computer in a head was a far off idea. We both laughed at the idea of a huge mess of cables and wires and deformed heads. When the interview was over she shook my hand and thanked me for the interviews. “Too bad about the cranial cybernetic computers. It would be interesting to see.” I turned my head and brushed my hair out of the way of my data port so she could see it clearly. I smiled at her as I let my hair cover it again. “Just a pipe dream I guess. Maybe someday, when the world is ready for it.” I swear her jaw almost hit the floor as I vanished into the crowd of departing vendors before she could get to me. With all the contact information and sales information safely saved as well as what they wanted added or subtracted to their copies of the operating system. This alone would keep me busy for a good six to eight weeks and would net me a tidy profit. The old computer was no longer needed so I donated it to a family looking for a used system that would work reliably. They were littles with only a small budget and the guy kept trying to sell them on a long and expensive contract for used system. “What’s your budget for system?” The lady was surprised to see another little. “Only 300 credits I’m afraid. Rent is high in this town but to keep my job I need a computer that I can do all my work on.” “What work do you do?” “I run a clothing store for littles. No diapers or babyish materials, just good quality clothing at an affordable price. “In that case then I have just the thing for you since that giant over there can only think about making a fortune or putting us in diapers. This system in my arms runs good and I have a better one at home. I only used this to demonstrate a new computer operating system that I loaded on here. I’ll save you some money, to be specific, it’s free as long as you put it to good use and prove that being a little does not make one a baby.” I helped load it into their car and smiled when the sales person came storming out mad as hell at having lost a sale to my charity. “What gives you the right to just give them a computer! I’ve half a mind to spank you and then put you in a diaper for your own good!” “I’m a free little and if I choose to give away a computer that is my right. I have broken no laws either so you have nothing to use against me.” The man glared at me but soon stormed back into his shop and slammed the door behind him. It made me chuckle a little when the glass in the door broke. With that situation resolved peacefully I decided to go find something other than greasy fast food burgers. Who knows, they might have a place that sells good beer as well as good food. Right now I could go for a good Black Bolt beer and perhaps some steak. It took some searching to find a place willing to serve littles. The food was nothing fancy but at least they had Black Bolt beer. I walked in and a giant looked at me a minute. “Where’s your mommy at dear?” “I am a free little and you have just lost a sale for that stupid remark.” I turned and walked out the door without a glance back and kept walking until I finally found another place willing to serve littles. Halfway through my steak meal another giant asked me when my mommy was going to come and get me. “I am a free little ma’am.” She left and came back a few minutes later with wipes and a diaper. The moment she reached for me I moved at top speed. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion as I slammed into her legs and used the butt end of my knife to wreck her left kneecap. As she started to tumble forward in slow motion I guided her head into the corner of the table. Her head hit the table hard and I knew beyond a doubt she had a fractured skull. My next move brought me around to her right side where I promptly ruined her right knee by pulling it back and twisting it a little too far as she rebounded off the table and fell backwards with her weight on the now twisted right knee. She hit the floor screaming in pain. “I warned you. You chose not to listen. I am not your baby or anyone’s baby for that matter. I am more than capable of taking care of myself. Have fun with the double knee surgery.” I paid for my meal and walked out of the building with a dozen other littles staring in shock along with at least two dozen giants and a few inbetweeners. My entire attack had taken maybe three seconds and had ruined both of her knees, cracked her skull, and given her one hell of a concussion as well. So much for keeping a low profile. My temper had just gotten the best of me. Oh well, it was time to change identities anyways. My few clothes at the motel had nothing of any real major value and I could always pay for the room remotely. After looking through a thrift store and enduring three more diaper checks I left with two sets of clothes for my next identity. It was time to become another person once more and let this identity just suddenly vanish. I kept a careful eye on the motel for three hours then borrowed a half hour of Internet to look for any flags on my motel account. With nothing stopping me I went to the room and grabbed my few things. I almost left the diapers behind but changed my mind and took them with me. No sense leaving them behind when they could come in handy for my next identity. It took me 45 minutes of time in park restroom to change clothes and get my makeup just right. This time my identity was Marjorie Jones. My occupation was listed as a mechanic. My status was listed as free but injured. My injury was the right leg that had taken shrapnel damage during the last island conflict where I had worked as a mechanic in a run down garage. My cover story showed I had gotten caught in bombing run by sheer bad luck on my way to work. I downloaded a number of manuals for various cheaper vehicles and memorized them along with every cheap trick to keep a car running. I had control issues at night and wore diapers to bed to deal with the issue as was required by law. The background listed me as having a tendency to insult others when my limited patience ran out. I had been warned twice by police about threatening to hurt someone and it was listed on my record. Hopefully no one would dig too deeply into the background. For now I needed someplace safe to sleep since tomorrow I was going to find Janice and enlist her help. I was also going to watch the news and papers as well since someone had anonymously leaked out that Whitestone industries was being audited by the ministry of finance. That should knock her company’s stock prices down a bit more. I hope she enjoys the public scandal. Mrs. Whitestone The entire office building was in a state of chaos as a swarm of auditors poured over the finances of the company and began to find everything that had not been paid or declared on their taxes. Several accounts had been hidden and moved to prevent being easily found by anyone. Somehow the accounts were found and looked at with extreme detail. Company profits were falling with no one able to do anything until the auditors were done. “How the hell are they finding everything? Who is leaking information to them? We need these assholes out of here so we can get back to work! How long until they are done?” “I was told they would be here another three weeks at the most before they had a handle on how much we we are going to have to pay. I had to stop installing the new servers yesterday until they looked at every single one of them! “We need to keep this quiet or our stock prices are going to drop even further! Find out who is leading them to everything and silence them! I want those auditors out of my hair and now!” The head accountant walked in with a newspaper and dropped it on the desk. “Someone leaked the news of the audit to the press. Every one of the papers has this as their front page story. Our stock prices have been dropping steadily all day. Our stock is down to under 20 credits a share now.” The two littles in the playpen smiled but said nothing. Mrs. Whitestone looked at them. When the hell are you two going to tell me what I want? I’m getting tired of waiting!” “You can rape us and diaper us and even drug us, but you will never get the codes! Raven will have changed every one of them by now and anything you got will be worthless! She will never quit looking for us and making you look like a stumbling fool!” Mrs. Whitestone screamed in rage and grabbed the little man from the playpen and threw him across the room as hard as she could in anger. The little hit the far wall and fell to the floor, silent and not moving, as the other one screamed in terror. “The accountant ran to the little laying on the floor. “You better call your private doctor and tell him to hurry or this little is going to die! You broke half his ribs! Don’t let them get to you this way! This is what they want! You are smarter than this!” She about hit the wall until her computer technician grabbed her hand and stopped her. You’ll break the hand again ma’am! We can’t afford to have you out for hand surgery when we need you the most!” She calmed down and looked at the little on the floor and muttered several curses before picking up the phone. “Julia, get DR. Branson up here immediately and tell him it’s urgent. Tell him to bring everything he has.” The group of men and Mrs. Whitestone discussed ways to get rid of the auditors in order to get back to work before the company went bankrupt. She growled as she spoke in anger. “I can’t even sell my own stock without getting hit for insider trading and investigated for that as well! Who the hell is doing this to us? Who the hell is the mole in our...” She looked at the little on the floor. “Your daughter! She’s behind this! How the hell is she doing this?” The little in the playpen ignored her and only stared at her husband laying on the floor and barely breathing. Jake spoke up next as he looked back to Mrs. Whitestone. “It can’t be an attack from the outside. I have software monitoring every single connection to the computers and nothing unusual is going in or out! It has to be a mole working inside to take us down. We need the information they have. Maybe if we went back to their lab we could find the information if we sent a team with everything they need to get those servers to unlock and spill their secrets to us. I’m certain they have hidden back up data storage systems.” Mrs. Whitestone looked at the little on the floor then back to Jake. “Do it! Send in all my outside sources that we can! Anyone who is still available from the last raid should be sent with them as they will know what to expect and we can neutralize the threats easier! I want that information on my desk inside of four days! Make this a priority and do not put anything on the systems here! Those damned auditors are screwing everything up and snooping in everything!” “I’ll use a phone a few blocks away and call our friends and send them instructions. I’ll have a team on the ground by tomorrow afternoon. Nothing will trace back to us. We will have to pay them from our island accounts or it will be traced back to us.” “Do it! Triple the reward on that bitch daughter of theirs! I want her caught so I can teach her a lesson! I’ll make her pay for this!” “I don’t see how one little could be doing all this damage to us. The attacks on the company have to be the work of a highly skilled team that have people on the inside. There is no way a little is that smart or capable. By now she’s most likely wearing a diaper and sitting in a crib drinking from a bottle. It has to be a team working for some other company doing all this to us.” The little in the playpen was a bit spooked by the look on Mrs. Whitestone’s face. She was evil without any hint of remorse for her actions. She would destroy anyone who got in her way no matter the cost. The only reason they themselves were not yet in a nursery is that Mrs. White wanted all of their research information and was not about to risk losing it by putting them in a nursery. The office door opened and the doctor walked in to tend to the little on the floor. RAVEN I spent the next four days modifying my operating system for various clients and sending it out to them on data cubes to be installed on their computers. Most of the changes were just minor things but the government wanted very heavy security. I spent half a day on the security upgrades and added a trace and report program to the software so if anyone but me attempted to get into their systems it would trace their location and report it to those watching for attacks. When the government loaded it onto one of their systems and attacked it from every angle they could come up with they loved it. They hit the system with almost 200 attacks and nothing got through the defenses. Every system was traced and logged so the ones doing the attacks could be caught. When the Hellcats sent me a letter digitally they asked about security options as well as lethal feedback options. Checking on Whitestone industries was amusing to me. The auditors were having a field day with the company and the fines were stacking up heavily. In another day or two the auditors would be done and then levy their fine against the company for their attempts at tax evasion. So far it looked like the company was going to have to pay out close to 1,500,000 credits in fines. The little money they had trickling in was not enough to help offset the huge fine. I had no idea where my parents were being held at but soon I would find out and then begin to make plans to rescue them and if she hurt them then she would have no place she could hide from me. I would make her wish she had never met any of us. On Par Industries was making a fortune from government contracts but all of the money went into a holding account until the ministry of finance could go over it with an eye for details that I or my parents may have missed. The ministry had been asked by us to double check our accounting for tax errors. This arrangement has never once had us audited as we have never hidden a single credit from them and all funds coming in are sent into that account for examination before being passed into the main accounts a week later. It slowed things a little bit but kept us from ever having to be fined like most big companies were from time to time. Over the next two weeks I traced down the whereabouts of Janice until I finally found her. She had been laid to rest a month ago. When I first met her she had been battling an illness and now I found out it had killed her. Janice had died from bone cancer at the age of 56. I cried at the news and stopped working for the rest of the day. I made one stop on the way to her grave to buy some roses. She had always loved roses so as a farewell gift for a friend I bought her a dozen white roses. I had one giant lady at the cemetery show me to her grave site. “She was a good person. She helped us out a number of times and with that help we freed almost 100 littles and got them relocated. She worked until almost the very end. She had a seizure then a massive stroke. She passed away a week later. Did she free you too?” “No. she was my instructor in dirty tricks and dirty fighting. She showed me how to get inside a person’s head and keep them off balance. She taught me so much. I’ll miss her. Rest in peace my friend.” I laid the flowers on her grave and wiped away the tears before turning to leave. By the time I reached my cheap apartment I was not in a good mood. My best friend was dead and the bitch still had my parents. To top it off some stupid idiot giant lady tried to adopt me so I had to hurt her to get free. I really miss the islands now. Very few giants on the islands and they are not stupid enough to try to kidnap a little. It does happen but not often and maybe one out of thousand gets away with it. Part of me wanted to just take a nuke and put it in Mrs. whitestone’s building but too many innocents would be killed. It was still a tempting thought though. It was after midnight when the last of the software for the Hellcats was finished and sent off to them. With all this work I was now richer than Whitestone industries. It meant nothing to me without someone to share it with. As I was about to unplug from the Internet for the night a proximity alert from the island popped up. I looked at the security feed and frowned. The assholes had decided to try to storm the island again to get to the secure servers and data storage vaults. There was no holding back this time. I activated all weapons and security defenses. Everything was set to lethal force. A large force of nearly 700 men stormed the island and met with a defense that tore them to pieces anytime they tried to advance more than 100 feet off the sandy beach. The force trying to climb the cliffs on the other end of the island met a grisly end when a set of generators pumped up enough power to the focused microwave emitters facing the cliff to boil the men to death in a matter of seconds. Their blood literally boiled and they died screaming in pain as they fell to the water boiled alive. The docks were stormed by a force of men but the found that their armor was no match for the mass driver guns. These guns fired round projectiles at nearly mach five. The force of the impact tore through the soldiers and dropped them to the ground with no chance of advancing further. Drones flew over and dropped more ordinance on them. Each drone carried a small explosive charge filled with tiny needles. The charge would drop and at about 25 feet from the ground it would explode and send needles everywhere at high velocity. After losing nearly 500 men the soldiers withdrew under heavy fire. I sent the bitch a copy of the failed assault on the island by her hired mercenaries. It had not been a good day for the mercenary unit and after taking losses that heavy they would not try to storm the place again. The men withdrew and left their dead behind to rot in the sun rather than risk being killed trying to retrieve their bodies. The video was not edited to hide the carnage and if anyone had a weak stomach they would not like the video. I sent Mrs Whitestone and everyone working for her a copy of the video of the assault forces getting torn to pieces by the automated defenses of the island. It had been super expensive to create this defensive system but had proven it’s worth. I had offered the Hellcats a chance to buy a similar defensive system but they declined as they did not think it would be as efficient as I had claimed it would be. I had told them it would guarantee a 70% casualty rate to enemy forces. I was wrong and the rate was closer to almost 98%. I sent the head of the Hellcats a copy of the video footage and a detailed explanation of what had happened and when. They investigated and purchased the system after seeing the video and the dead bodies on the island and in the water. I unplugged and went to bed with my charcoal mask in place and my gun under my pillow as always. It will be most interesting when Mrs Whitestone reads her message and her board of directors start arguing over money. I was getting tired of the game though so I sent her a peace offering. “Let my parents go and leave me and my family alone and I’ll leave you alone. Refuse and I’ll destroy both you and your company. Please enjoy the video of your mercenary force attempting to Storm the privately owned island belonging exclusively to On Par Industries. In the middle of the night a hissing sound alerted me to another attempt at gassing any littles in the building. An alarm sounded a few seconds later and a giant came running down the hall kicking open doors and hollering at everyone to get out. I grabbed my small pack of things and went down the stairs in a hurry as the giant lady came stumbling out with two other littles in her hands out cold. Smoke was pouring out of the building as she cleared the front door and set the two littles down carefully while coughing and trying to get the smoke out of her lungs. I did CPR on one of the two littles and heaved a sigh of relief when she began to breathe again on her own. Another little came staggering down through the smoke and without a second thought I rushed in and grabbed him before he could collapse from smoke inhalation. Everyone stared at me as I came out of the fire with the little slung over my shoulders like they had trained me to do in the service. The fire department and paramedics credited my quick thinking with saving the life of the little. I blew my cover when a paramedic rolled up my sleeve to examine a burn on my arm and saw my tattoo. He laughed as he saw the tattoo. “I should have known with the way you charged back into the fire to save someone! That was good work ma’am!” “I did very little. That lady over there ran up the stairs and made sure to get us all out before anyone got caught in the heavy smoke! She kicked in every door and carried two others down the stairs with her and she had no filter mask on like I do! She’s the one who saved us all with her quick thinking! All I did was some CPR and then carried another little about 20 feet! If she had not warned us and risked her life doing so it would have been far worse!” The lady was sitting on the ground with an oxygen mask on. She smiled when she saw me. “Thought I saw you but was not sure you escaped! Sorry to spook you like that but I couldn’t let anyone die in there if I could get them out! I’ve been after Carlos for two years to fix the wiring and the gas lines but I guess it’s too late now. I saw a tattoo on her left shoulder and smiled. “First expeditionary force. Nice!” “That was a long time ago. I was just another soldier is all.” I smiled. “And I’m actually Mrs Whitestone’s best friend!” She threw her head back and laughed. “Spent a year in the service myself. First battalion, Bravo company, Third platoon. Hellcats.” We shook hands and both agreed the world is an ugly place and sometimes some folks have to be taught a lesson to keep things calm. I spent the next two hours at a police station giving them a report on the fire and then finally explaining that they could try to arrest me for arson if they were stupid but they had no proof. “Yes I wore a filter mask! I’ve had some less than scrupulous individuals try to gas me and then sell me! I do not take chances of it happening again. I sleep light, keep my weapon handy, and never let them take me by surprise. I have stayed free by being cautious and even ruthless when I had to. No one is going to put me into a diaper and stick me in a crib for life. The last one who tried it found out that I will fight to stay free.” The officer looked at my identification card and frowned. “This is a pretty damned good fake identification card. Almost impossible to tell from a real one. Who are you really?” “I am no one and anyone! I am a ghost that can vanish into the mists to never be caught! You know what I am if you use that tiny little pebble of a brain you have.” He looked at me a moment then rose up and grabbed a diaper from a stack on a table by the wall. I moved the moment he picked it up and broke both his kneecaps and his jaw before he could react. He hit the floor and a sharp blow from his stolen night stick to the back of his head silenced him as he tried to scream in pain. I retrieved my small pack after wiping my prints off his night stick and calmly walked out of the room and then the station as if they had let me go. Three blocks later I vanished like the ghost I had claimed to be. My clothes vanished into a trash dumpster and I dressed up once more in a nice blouse, slacks and sensible but nice looking shoes. A handful of wipes over my face removed my makeup to reveal my true face. I switched to my real identity to make it harder on anyone trying to find a mechanic that had escaped the police station. I will not be trapped in a diaper and a crib. Anyone trying is in for a surprise. My patience was wearing thin and I was about ready to grab some body armor from home and a few advanced weapons and then storm the bitch’s tower!” I slept under a bridge on some plastic to avoid making my clothes filthy. A newspaper declared later that Whitestone industries had been fined 1,559,000 credits for tax evasion and fraud. The stock price of the company was steadily dropping and they were hemorrhaging money big time. The value of On Par Industries was steadily climbing with recent sales of the new operating system and the defensive systems sales to the Hellcats. A close examination of my funds showed that I could buy out a majority share of Whitestone industries if I so chose to do so. They had some nice medical research facilities that would come in handy for creating various medicines to be used in treating all sorts of ailments and eventually curing the sterility of the giants. Curing their sterility was not high on my list of things to do though after how they had treated me. Maybe letting them all die out in a few hundred years would not be so bad. They would be replaced by littles who were starting to slowly outnumber inbetweeners. MRS WHITESTONE The video made several people ill and enraged the board of directors. The head of the mercenary force talked to Mrs. Whitestone. “That island was a death trap! We never made it off the beach! Everything we tried was countered immediately and we lost men trying to break out off of the beach! The docks were another deathtrap! Scaling the cliffs to come up on their blind side was equally fatal to my men! You never told us she had defenses like that on that island! We would have to hit it with artillery and even then I don’t think we could take it! That whole island is a giant death trap!” Mrs whitestone watched the video of the men getting torn to shreds by the island defenses and for once was actually left speechless and a little sickened at the mess. “How the hell did she reinforce the island so heavily so fast? We lost men last time but her defenses were not that tough to destroy and get past!” “I think she let us have those data cubes, ma’am. You said they were a trick and caused a lot of damage to your computer systems. That little is dangerous to pursue ma’am.” “I want to know who the hell is helping that little baby! I want them dead for this! No little could possibly do this much damage! I want her found and captured! I want her brought into my office so I can diaper her myself and then we will see how superior she is!” “I looked up her background and we are in trouble, ma’am. It took some bribes and digging but I found out how she can do all this.” The man put a video into the computer and it showed Raven take down a police officer in under three seconds with brutal efficiency. He stopped the video after she was out of the room. “The police spent five hours looking for her and did not find her. She vanished as if she had never existed. Her statements were disturbing since she did exactly what she said she would. She’s a ghost! Not the supernatural kind! She spent a year in the Hellcats special forces unit and during that time she saw combat action. They trained her in infiltration and disruption. As you just saw she is super fast and very dangerous. The video was not sped up either. She is not normal! No little could do what she did to that officer that fast!” Her mother laughed silently at the look of shock on her captor’s face. “She’s our best invention!” Mrs. Whitestone was about to back hand the little lady but stopped in mid swing. “You made her! She’s not normal because you made her somehow! You had her trained by criminals and special forces soldiers! She has been trained in business and a hundred other skills in order to blend in! She’s been behind every attack on my company all along! That’s impossible! It can’t be! How did you do it? I’ve had my top scientists working on that idea for a decade and we’ve gotten nowhere! How did she get into my computers without leaving a trace behind? Tell me or I throw your husband again and this time it will be out the window!” Raven The bitch had not released my parents so I sent the video of the attack on my home by her mercenaries as well as proof of her paying them to do the attack to the news media. They had a feeding frenzy tearing her apart and her company stock prices started to plummet further as international treaties had been violated in the attack. To help throw her further off balance I traced every one of her numerous inventions back to those who had actually created them and been ripped off by her stealing the work and then putting her name on the work while the actual people who did the work were never compensated so much as a single hundredth of a credit. She had made enough inventions on her own to stay in business but the lawsuits she was about to get hit by were going to almost bankrupt her. A look at her finances made me smile as her company was reeling financially and almost ready to collapse under it’s own weight. I watched over half of her staff refuse to work for her and walk out when she refused to pay them. I smiled and made a trip to the island for more gear. The cleanup had gone well as the robotic units designed for this task had dropped all of the bodies into a huge plasma incinerator then burned the bodies to ash. I walked calmly along the pathways leading to the main labs and living quarters I had shared with my parents. The countermeasures let me pass without a problem as I was one of the few cleared to be there. Anyone else would have to wait in a designated waiting area. My parents valued their privacy and the work they did was cutting edge work decades ahead of most everyone else. By the end of the day I had what I wanted and went back to the mainland with everything I needed. I was going to go say hello to Mrs Whitestone and get my parents now that she was reeling from the work I had done to ruin her. I am certain she was not going to be happy to see me, but I was looking forward to seeing her. I even invited some friends to watch me have a friendly talk with her. Things were going to get very interesting. END PART FOUR PART FIVE I spent the next three days reviewing all the information I could get my hands onto concerning the big main company building where Mrs. Whitestone was now staying. The place would be impossible to ghost into as they did not allow littles in without them being authorized and accompanied by an Amazon. The only littles allowed in now were always diapered and programmed to be babies so impersonating an employee or maintenance person would not work. I was going to have to break in and with the building security so high it would be tricky. All the windows had been changed to bullet resistant glass after an attack on her building several years ago by an insane Amazon with a machine pistol. He had shot out a a number of windows after she had stolen some invention from him and then had him arrested and thrown into jail to prevent him from claiming rightful ownership of whatever it was he had created. She patented the invention under her name and made a fortune off of it. This did not surprise me in the least and it was too bad that he had not killed the bitch but her office was designed to be almost a bunker. I finally found what I was after. A long forgotten maintenance tunnel beneath the building allowed access up into the central core that ran all the way up to the top of the building. This core ran all their communications and utilities in one neat and tidy bundle. It was only about three feet square and would make for a tight fit in a few places. There were five points at which the core could be accessed inside the tower for maintenance and it was at almost the top of the tower that I would leave the core and go after the bitch. I would have to load up on some very dangerous items but the bitch was going to regret ever having messed with me. I could kill her but that would be letting her off too easily. I wanted her to know who it was that brought her down and to have a lifetime to regret crossing me. I planned to beat the bitch to the point where she was going to beg for death to end the pain. I was pissed and nothing was going to stop me. Going through two floors of her lackeys was going to be a fun diversion and warm up for the main event. According to the schematics the access tunnel had an opening off of one of the main utility tunnels about three blocks from the tower. That would be my access in to the tower. Getting into the service tunnels was easy since the city used cheap locks to keep people out of it. With a little research I had found the floor plan for the company tower as well and memorized it. I had received a nice notice that she had no intention of letting my parents go when she tried to fry me again. My updated software gave me more advance notice this time and the buffer worked perfectly to shunt the excess charge into a grounded line to dissipate safely. I smiled and left her a message that she had two weeks to release my parents or I would bankrupt her and her company both then have her arrested on charges of violating international treaty. She had paid a fortune in bribes so far to various government officials to avoid being arrested for her numerous crimes. To further anger her and drop her company even further into the mess she had created I leaked all of the information on all of her thefts and bribes to the papers and other news sources along with the proof she had been carelessly hoarding as souvenirs of her conquests. Her ego was going to be her downfall and I looked forward to seeing her trying to escape and finding out too late that she could not run from me. I retrieved my gear from the bus locker and changed in the restroom into my old Hellcats uniform. I had walked into the restroom looking like a nice and innocent little but had emerged looking like a soldier looking for a fight. The two amazon women that had been stalking me and lost sight of me for a few moments and were looking all over the bus station for me when I emerged from the restroom. They stopped dead ion their tracks upon seeing me. My gun was in plain sight as was my combat knife. My uniform had my unit patch on the left shoulder and my black beret also had my unit patch on it thus marking me as off limits to their desires to adopt me. I walked up to the pair of them and stopped to look up at them both a moment without even a hint of fear in my face. “I have seen more hell than you ever will and if you think trying to intimidate me will work you can forget about it. If either of you touch me without my consent you will both be left laying on the floor in need of medical attention and a lengthy hospital stay. I am not a baby and you will not adopt me. You can take your diapers, bottles, pacifiers and cribs and shove them where the sun don’t shine!” When the first one smiled and reached for me it was a big mistake on her part. I could have ended it fast by shooting her but a bit more violent and public demonstration would remind folks why you never mess with a Hellcat. I laughed and instantly yanked her arm forward while twisting it and as she began to fall I ran towards her and used the but of my knife to break her ankle. She was halfway down when I broke her left kneecap and then hit her in the back of the head as hard as I could before jumping off of her. The lady let out a scream as the little attacked her and busted her up as she fell forward uncontrollably. With her arm at the wrong angle and twisted she landed on it and tore the shoulder joint up badly as well. The final blow to the head knocked her out and left her with a concussion as well. The other giant stood staring in shock at me as I looked at her. “You have been warned. Next time I will use lethal force. I am a Hellcat and you will not touch me without my consent! Consider this your last warning!” I walked out with numerous giants in the station staring in shock at what had just happened. The hike to the tower was three miles but not one single giant decided to check to see if I needed a diaper change or attempted to adopt me. A few dozen Amazons eyed me but upon seeing the gun, knife, and unit patch, they left me alone. A recent mission by the Hellcats against a well defended amazon unit had made the news. The amazon terrorists had been attacked by ten other amazon units with no losses to the.terrorists. The Hellcats took them out in a under three days with every member of the terrorist group being killed. A few clips of the battle showed littles in Hellcats uniforms show up out of nowhere and do the impossible. They worked quietly and in a matter of three days they had gone through the city and destroyed 53 buildings. The unit suffered one loss as the little took a bullet meant for one of the hostages who was trying to protect her baby. The terrorist was cut almost in half by a spray of tiny metal disks from some new weapons the Hellcats had just received a week prior to the mission. Their new body armor had worked perfectly but the bullet had caught the little in the face and killed him instantly. The hostage was saved and body of the little was taken home to buried with full military honors. As was custom with the hellcats they cremated the body in a public ceremony and scattered her ashes to the winds. I left the streets a half mile from the tower and went into a utility access tunnel after cutting the lock. Once out of sight I simply changed into my body armor and even hooked up my dark vision glasses to my data port so I could receive a clear image of everything within 300 feet of me. This is one time I actually put a diaper on as I was not going to have time to stop and use the restroom. In future designs I would design a waste removal system so the suit wearer would not need to wear a diaper or take it off to take care of bodily waste. For now a diaper would have to suffice to take care of that issue. The suit added an additional ten pounds weight on to me. It had been a while since I had used the suit and when all the extra gear was added the weight went up to 20 pounds which was not bad. I stored away an idea for powered armor systems to be worked on later. For now it was time to go say hello to someone who was not going to be expecting me. The tunnel was a maze of side branches and I made two wrong turns in the total darkness before finding the correct tunnel branch leading to the tower. This run today was reconnaissance only. I wanted to shake the bitch up a bit more before hitting her in person. This should be interesting. I made it to the core of her building and tapped into the phone systems carefully. It was time to place a call to someone. Mrs. Whitestone “Where the hell is that little bitch at? She is making fools of you! She should be standing here in front of me wearing a nice thick diaper and answering all my questions! She is ruining everything and your incompetence is not helping! Surely someone must want the reward for her capture!” Her head of security quietly and calmly spoke up. “People are thinking you are broke or not going to honor the reward. The media is having a field day with us. I told you to destroy those files and now the media has them and the police are starting to ask questions.” She looked at the two littles in the playpen. One of them had cast on an arm and several bandages in various places on his body. “Why have they not given us the information? I ordered them to be given the drugs to loosen their tongues but still they give me nothing! I want to know who is giving her this information!” “They are resistant to the drugs we give them. Their bodies have some kind of an immunity to all the truth drugs known. Any higher of a dose will destroy their minds which will not help at all. “Then find their daughter! I need her to break them! As long as she is free they are able to hold out hope of being freed! Somebody change them! Their diapers stink!” Both littles were picked up out of the playpen and laid on a large set of changing tables. They had their diapers untaped and then removed. They were cleaned and then diapered again before being put back in the playpen. “Have you idiots tried hypnosis yet?” “Yes we have. It does not work even in conjunction with the drugs. Their daughter is giving them the willpower to resist. As long as she is free they will resist us. The daughter is also a highly trained member of the Hellcats as well so she knows how to evade capture and infiltrate into various places undetected. Regardless of how you feel about her, she is going to be near impossible to find and catch.” The phone on Mrs. Whitestone’s desk rang and startled everyone. “I thought I told you to hold all my calls you stupid bitch!” Mrs. Whitestone’s face went red with rage. She put the call on speaker phone. “Now that you are all in one room we can have a chat. I am Raven Par. You are holding my parents hostage against their will. I am not so stupid as to believe you will offer to meet me somewhere and give them back so here is my offer to you. You set them free unharmed and dressed the way they were when you kidnapped them. Should you hurt them any further I will make you beg for death after I ruin your company and your personal life as well. I know you have seen the news recently so you know what a Hellcat is capable of. I’m better than the average Hellcat as you are now aware. Release my parents and I leave you and your company alone. Keep them and we will be having a face to face meeting you will not like.” “Raven, if you think I’m going to give in to the demands of a diaper wearing little baby then think again. You have done your worst and I will find your mole. There is nothing more you can do to me. Give yourself up to me and I will be generous with you and give you a choice of parents to be adopted by. If you refuse then I will catch you and mind wipe you then give you to the worst parents I can find!” Raven spoke up again. “We’ll have to talk again sometime. You obviously are not thinking things through all the way so I guess you need some time to think. I’ll give you two weeks to consider my offer. Have a nice day ma’am.” The line went dead. The phone went flying into the wall as Mrs Whitestone lost her temper and screamed in rage. Trace that damned call! I want to know where it came from!” “I already did trace it ma’am. The call came from inside the building. She bypassed the main switchboard somehow and called you directly from the lobby security desk. Obviously she is not there and she did not place her call from there so she is using some type of hacking software to confuse us.” “I don’t care! Find her! Destroy her!” Mrs Whitestone walked out to where her secretary normally was and found the room empty. “Where the hell is my secretary?” “She quit this morning, ma’am. She turned in her badge and made them give her a receipt, then made them delete her security clearance as well. She has not been paid for almost a month so she took a job with another company.” “Get her back here! She’s the only one I trust to do the job! who’s she working for now?” “You wont like it ma’am. She was hired by On Par Industries to help run one of their satellite offices. They are paying her almost double of what she got here and she has benefits as well.” “How many have we lost thanks to the audit?” “We’ve lost almost 73% of our employees. The audit took a lot of money from us and having to stop all work during the audit cost us big time. The lawsuits and payoffs have not helped either. Our stock price is down to just barely over one credit per share. We have to get something out on the shelves that wont get us sued for theft of a patented device. At this rate we can hold off maybe another week before having to close our doors for good. The company is almost bankrupt, ma’am. We had to pay a huge fine for the treaty violation and that hit us really hard as well. The negative press has ruined our stock prices. If we declare bankruptcy and try to restructure we might be able to save the company but it’s going to be close. I think that at the rate things have been going that we are essentially finished. We lost too much to On Par Industries when they got all those software and weapons contracts we were after. I looked into their finances and they have never been fined even once. They have the ministry of finance double checking all their numbers for them at their own request so we can’t nail them for fraud or tax evasion. They have gotten some new patents for things they have not made but those people have received payment and full recognition from the company for the work. Of the nine people, eight have been hired by the company and still get percentages of the profits from the patents in an agreement from the company.” I tired to get past their security but never got past the first firewall. Their computer security makes ours look like child’s play. They are releasing press releases frequently to technical publications telling about various things they are working on. The company advertises mainly by word of mouth but still makes a huge profit. They are way ahead of us in every area and we can’t compete with them.” RAVEN I listened to their calls a few more minutes then laughed when they dumped a toxic gas into the core hoping to kill anyone in here. My filter mask filtered the garbage out of the air and made it so that I would not be affected. My body was pretty much immune to most toxins anyways but why chance it. A quick hack from inside of their core and into their computer lines showed some interesting notices that her angry employees never showed her. Tomorrow at two in the afternoon the utilities were going to be turned off for non payment of the bill. I smiled to myself as urine flowed into the diaper I had on. It had taken me four hours to reach here and I had stayed another two hours getting everything ready for tomorrow. It would be another hour before I was safely out of here without them even knowing I was even here. Tomorrow it would not take as long to get into place since I made sure to leave climbing equipment behind out of sight but easily found if you knew where to look. I had everything set to scramble their security systems and to cut off all communications as well. The scrambler would make a mess of things for her. She should have added better security in the core access but too late for her now. I smiled as I climbed down the maze of wiring and pipes to the bottom of the core access then finally made it out into the main utility tunnels. My diaper was soaked but for once I did not mind wearing one as it had been needed. Tomorrow I would use the toilet before getting the gear on and leaving. Once back in the main tunnels I debated changing out of the armor but changed my mind. This would keep any amazon from attempting anything stupid if they saw it. No one in their right mind wants to mess with someone wearing advanced body armor and carrying not only a combat knife, but also carrying a gun. I was wrong though. I came out of the access tunnels and out onto the streets again. An idiot lady saw me and thought I looked absolutely cute. “You are just too cute playing pretend like that! I can’t wait until you see the nursery!” She grabbed me and was rewarded for her stupidity by being shot by me in the right shoulder, the left knee and once in the lower abdomen. The lady screamed in pain and fell to the ground as I jumped clear of her falling body. I walked off as several others came running to her aid. They had all seen her try to adopt me against my will and then pay the price for it. A lady with a little in a stroller came walking by me and eyed me heavily. I stopped and looked at her. “Not happening lady!” “Aren’t you just so cute! Playing dress up like that!” “Touch me and die! I have no time to deal with idiots that don’t even know the damned law about accosting Hellcats!” She grabbed me and that was exceedingly stupid. I grabbed her hand and bent it back while twisting. I heard a satisfying scream of pain as it broke at the wrist and tore the soft tissue. I hit the ground and immediately used my knife to ruin both of her kneecaps. Her ankles were next. The both broke nicely with help from my steel toed boots and the application of a good hard stomp onto each one. The lady was in no shape now to take me anywhere and would need surgery then physical therapy before she could do much anything ever again. She lay shaking on the pavement with tears rolling down her face out of her eyes from the pain she was in. “I gave you fair warning and now you know this is not dress up! I bet your little in the stroller is not with you willingly either so how about I set him free?” I tore the straps out from the stroller and removed the gag she had put on him to keep him quiet. He hopped out of the stroller and then took off running down a side alley. “Looks like I was right about him being kidnapped by you. Consider this a lesson that was way cheaper than prison time. Have a nice day now.” The few others standing around made no effort to stop me as I walked off calmly and made my way towards the room I was renting out for a few more days. Two police cars passed by and a third one stopped me. Once he confirmed my identification he let me go and told me to have a nice day. He looked a bit nervous after confirming my identity and service status. Four blocks later the motel came into view and some stupid giant lady decided I looked to cute to not be in a diaper and a nursery. She started to reach for me so I shot a round into the ground next to her right foot. “Next one goes in your head! The uniform is real and I am not going with you!” She hesitated a moment until a police car pulled in and stopped her. “Are you just plain stupid lady! You see the uniform and the unit patches yet you still think you can get away with this? I’ll save your life this time lady, but next time you get this stupid you will likely end up dead! This little is a Hellcat and is authorized to use deadly force if you try to take her! I double checked a few minutes ago and confirmed everything! Now I have to advise you to leave this little alone or she will likely kill you and if she does all I can do is send a coroner to retrieve your remains!” The lady finally left after the police officer chewed her out and explained the law to her about illegal adoption and trying to take in a Hellcat. When she left he leaned against his vehicle in relief. “Sorry about that, ma’am. I think half the women in this town all together have and IQ in the single digit range at times!” I agreed with him and then went into my room finally. The diaper I had on was soaked almost to the point of leaking and I was tired of wearing it. I looked forward to taking the diaper off and throwing it away and then getting a shower. I let out a sigh of relief to be back and away from all the damned idiots outside the room. I took off everything and threw the diaper into the trash. I cleaned out the armor then showered and went to bed. I had a long day coming up tomorrow. I woke up and took care of some company work until about ten then got a thick diaper and put it on. After that I got the armor on and double checked all my gear. I had everything ready but checked it all one more time before leaving the room. I had used the toilet and gone with just a light snack for breakfast. This time I used a different access route in case someone was waiting for me at the one I had used last time. Getting into the utility tunnels was easy enough. By noon I was in the core and adjusting my presents for Mrs Whitestone. I had left my normal gun behind and brought my other two this time. The first one fired darts with different compounds on them from poison to tranquilizers. The other one fired small disks about half an inch in diameter and about an eighth of an inch thick with a beveled sharp edge. Both weapons used a gas cartridge to fire them and were silent as hell plus undetectable by metal detectors and when broken down looked like random junk so X-ray machines saw no threat. At exactly two pm the lights went out in the building. I fired up the scrambler a moment later and smiled as I turned on my vision gear so I could see. Just like last time, it worked perfectly. I triggered the fire alarms and everyone fled the building except for Mrs. Whitestone and her lackeys. I wet my diaper a little but ignored it after the first minor wetting. I began my climb up the core and an hour later reached the 23rd floor access panel. I used a portable cutting tool and cut around the lock then swung it open freely and silently. Emergency lights were giving dim light but I relied on my own vision gear to see better. One man saw me and made a grab for me. I shot him with a poison dart and stayed out of reach as he collapsed over dead almost three seconds later. If he had not come at me with a large knife I would have wounded him and let him live. I was forced to dodge and weave around obstacles to avoid dogs she had roaming the floor looking for anyone not belonging here. One dog got close to me so I fired a disk towards a monitor on the other side of the room. It ran off with three of it’s friends to investigate the source of the sound. I used the distraction to my benefit and reached the stairwell door before they returned. I bypassed the alarm on it and slipped into the executive stairwell silently. I was shot at inside the stairwell and the bullet bounced off the armor but still almost knocked me down. These folks were not interested in playing fair or taking it easy on me because I’m a little. I shot out the light and then kicked in my overdrive to reach the man before he could figure out a new tactic. I got up to him as he was leaning over the railing looking for me on another landing. I helped him over the railing. He screamed, grabbed for the railing, missed and hit the ground floor several seconds later. The next door had an electrical charge on it. Had I not been insulated and touched it I would have been fried in a second. Even with my armor being insulated it was not a good idea to trust that to be the only trap set for me. I set two grenades at the base of the door, pulled the pins and then ran out of the area. The noise was deafening in the stairwell when they went off. A fire alarm sounded but I ignored it. I had this floor to clear then I could go after the bitch. I found a few more nasty tricks waiting for me in the form of darts loaded with sleeping drugs. That old trick would not work on me. She was too smart for that so upon reaching the next door I used a mop handle to push it open. A spray of knockout gas filled the area quickly as I had suspected it would. As much as she hated me, she wanted me alive. I turned on my wireless transmitter and tapped into the scrambler. With a quick transmission of the authorization code it let me do what I wanted. Her phone rang and I smiled. She picked it up and I spoke. “I’m coming for my parents. You can let my parents go unharmed right now and this can end right here. There is no need for further property damage or injury to anyone.” She laughed. “I’m keeping my two little babies now! They have told me so many useful things! You should see them! They look so cute in their diapers and baby clothes! I gave them each a bottle a little bit ago and then changed them before putting them down for a nap so be quiet when you come up. Before I let you go, do you want ponies or flowers on your diapers?” My reply was sure to piss her off. “I found your guy in the stairwell with the gun. He’s on ground floor now. Cleanup in aisle four! The other guy you had near the core access is also dead. He begged me not to kill him! You know he was actually in love with you? I let him babble on for several minutes about how pretty you look in the nude. You really should find that camera he hid in your private shower. I hacked into it and followed the link. Nice tits by the way. I can see why he wanted you.” She slammed the phone down. I think I made her mad. I smiled at that thought and proceeded up the stairs as more darts shot out at me. Once inside her private outer office I smiled and went behind the receptionists desk to call her one more time. There was no answer on the phone so I waved at her battery operated camera overlooking the receptionists desk. A few quick shots and the lights were off followed by the cameras. The door from her office popped open and a grenade came rolling out into the room. I ducked behind the secretary’s desk for cover. The explosion was bad. A fireball filled the top half of the room and peppered everything with shrapnel. The door came flying open and she came running out with my parents in a double carrier. My mother was hanging over her front side and my father was hanging off her back. She was using them as shields. I fired at her as she sprayed the room with bullets from a machine pistol. Each bullet exploded on impact and forced me to stay down as she ran for it. I think my diaper now weighed almost as much as my advanced armor. The bitch was not playing anymore and was running for it. She was willing to do whatever it took to escape me. Every time I tried to line up a shot on her I had to duck a spray of explosive tipped bullets. My armor can stop a normal round, but explosive tipped shells would rip it apart after a few dozen hits. That would not be good for me. She stopped at the fire door for a second and I fired at her. The disk glanced off her left knee and she cursed at me as she almost went down. She was through the door and running down as fast as she could. Twice more we exchanged gunfire. I’m not sure which was heavier at this point, my diaper or my armor full of shrapnel. I cursed the three cups of coffee this morning and kept going. The bitch threw another grenade at me when her knee almost gave out on her. I caught another large batch of shrapnel and got singed by the fireball rolling over me as I hugged the floor. How the hell she got her hands on low grade plasma grenades I’ll never know, but she made damned good use of them. She sprayed the stairwell with more bullets as we descended and twice more I winged her. My last shot hit the torn up knee again and she screamed in pain as she went down. She raised her gun to fire at me and it jammed on her. I jumped the remaining nine feet to land on the floor next to her. I hit her hard in the head and dazed her. I cut my parents free in an instant. “Run and don’t stop! The building is on fire from her grenades! Get out of the building and wait outside for us!” Mrs Whitestone started to come out of her daze as I pointed my gun at her head and pulled the cap off a syringe with the other hand. “Hi there! I found this in your stuff! Let’s see what it does! I injected her with it and she screamed at me then tried to get up. I hit her again and gave her another injection of the incontinence formula. My third shot of medication into her body was more mercy than anything else, even though she did not deserve it. I gave her a pain killer and then started to use a foam spray that sealed her cuts and stopped the bleeding. I let her look at it. “Foam bandages. Designed for emergency trauma use. Had to use them a few years ago on active duty when a giant saved my hide from mortar round. I saved his life with this and was able to get him back to a field medic for more help. Stuff works great and actually lasts for about 24 hours before dissolving into harmless water. A counter can be used to make it dissolve right away as well. Handy for combat medics and mash units. Been thinking of marketing it to hospitals and paramedics on the mainland here.” She tried to stand but her knee was too badly torn up. “I can’t carry you and I could just leave you up here out cold to burn up in the fire. It is tempting. Grab the railing and pull yourself up that way. I’ll help you down to the landing and splint the knee. Also, don’t try to bend it unless you want to rip it up more! On the next landing she was half asleep from the pain reliever shot. It made me wish I had a diaper for her to wear right now. The look on her face if she woke up wearing a diaper would be priceless. Fire fighters clearing the building met us on the ninth floor landing. By this time I had gotten an emergency splint onto her knee to keep it from getting any worse than it already was. They took her off my hands as an explosion somewhere above us sent debris falling down. A firefighter took a piece of shrapnel to his right arm and I did not even think about hesitating. I used an auto injector and then sprayed the foam on the wound to stop the bleeding. We got out of there as a fireball from another of her traps to stop me filled the stairwell and the core. The poor fire fighter was about out of it when we got him out of there but the pain blockers would wear off in about 30 minutes. Him and the others were exhausted by the time they reached the ground and got out. They had a right to be. The gear they have to wear is not light. A couple of photographers snapped pictures of me helping the injured firefighter out of the building but there was no way to identify who I was. My armor was full of shrapnel and scorch marks everywhere. You could make out my unit insignia on the helmet and on the left shoulder just barely. My call sign was clearly visible as it was stenciled above my left breast in black letters. The paramedics were looking over my work on Mrs. Whitestone’s knee when she wet and messed herself badly. They cleaned her up and put a diaper on her. She was out cold by the time they finished. I turned over a copy of the body camera footage to the police as evidence. My parents were fine other than being frightened out of their wits. Their diapers had to be changed but that was no shock. Mine was just about as bad thanks to the coffee this morning. When the police caught up to me I was about halfway done with an after action report of the incident. Old habits die hard. I stalled the officers a few more minutes then asked for permission to access one of their computers to give them the report. I was allowed to as long as an officer could watch to make sure nothing was messed with. The look on his face when I plugged that data cable into the port in my head was priceless. Inside of five seconds the entire after action report was loaded into his laptop machine and three more were filed with the federal authorities as well. “There you go sir. Reports are all filed with the correct agencies and copy for you station to review is on your machine still. You saved me some hassle at the motel yesterday so I returned the favor for you. Feds have a couple of copies as well to save you folks time and hassle of dealing with their nonsense.” He looked at me as I unplugged the cable from my helmet. The data cable from my helmet to my visor was still plugged in so I unhooked it then finally unplugged my helmet from the port in my head. When he saw who I was he was surprised. “Now I’ve seen everything! No wonder no one with any brains tangles with the Hellcats!” He looked at my armor as I began to unfasten it and remove it all piece by piece. The armor was heavy and a bit stuffy but damned good at saving one’s hide. I only had on boxer shorts and a skimpy tank top underneath as well as my dog tags. He saw my tattoo and smiled. “That confirms it! No one besides a Hellcat has that tattoo! I wandered over to the paramedics and retrieved a spare diaper and some wipes from them. “I forgot to pack extra panties.” My parents were starting to calm down now and smiled at me as I cleaned up and got a fresh diaper on. The firefighters thanked me for helping out one of their men. It took them nine hours to get the fire out in the building. Police debriefing took us four hours. They read my report and filed their own as well. I was not charged with anything as they had been looking for a way to get some dirt on Mrs. Whitestone for some time now. They knew she was dirty but she had hidden things and paid off the right people to stay silent. The police examined both of my guns I’d had with me and asked that I never market them to the mainland. “They are sold only to the Hellcats special units and they have to account for each one of them at all times! The next generation of these will have special chips in them to prevent them from working if removed from the authorized user of them. I figured this would help if any were stolen in battle by an enemy. They could grab it but it would not fire for them.” The police wanted to buy my body armor design for their swat teams and I told them I would be in touch with them in a few weeks about it. That was a few years ago now. Things have been real quiet since then. My parents are in diapers full time thanks to Mrs Whitestone. My mother and father both went through rape counseling at my request and they admit it helped big time. My mother delivered the baby she did not want into the world and gave him up for adoption to a nice couple on one of the islands. She left a letter explaining everything that had happened and why she gave him up. He’s good kid and I keep tabs on him when I’m not busy making more money for the company, inventing something new or working with the Hellcats. The Hellcats have me listed as active duty every six months for a period of three months. I train their infiltration and disruption units for them now. They consider my work at keeping Mrs Whitestone off balance as a perfect example of disruption. My multiple identities and disguise tricks are perfect for infiltration. I teach all of this. My motto is simple. Know thine enemy. I encourage thinking outside the box and anyone who does something new that works is asked to show me so I can learn the trick and pass it on to others. The Mainland swat teams love the new armor and more units have requested some for their own swat teams. I’m filthy rich and still hanging out with the Hellcats and acting more like a soldier than a corporate executive. My parents made me an equal partner in the company after we got back home. They loved every new idea I came up with and how I marketed everything. Mrs. Whitestone is in diapers for life thanks to some sneaky person injecting her with double the normal dosage of the incontinence serum while she was in a stairwell in her building and dazed. Wonder who could have been so sneaky? Her main building was torn down two months after the fire and her company went bankrupt. She herself is also bankrupt but not to worry, she still has six more years to serve in prison before she is released. At least she has a roof over her head, clothes on her back and a diaper on her ass. I bought out her properties and got things reorganized and running again. I rehired most of her former employees as we need the help to produce so many new products and research so much stuff. The medical division helped me find a cure for the incontinence serum but it has to be given to someone within a month or it wont work. Still looking into that issue. As for Amazons not being able to have babies as much, I found a partial cure and it helps about 45% of the time. That alone helped reduce forced adoption of littles by about 10% worldwide. My life has certainly changed a lot and I owe it all to Mrs. Whitestone. I have to go now and smack some new trainees around a bit. I wont hurt them too badly. Besides I’m engaged to one of them now. END That's all for this story repost. Hope you folks enjoyed it and, as always, thank you for reading this.
  3. Baelorn & Melina (repost)

    Been a while since I have been able to post much anything. you gotta love computers when they crash. This is a repost of my first diaper dimension story. I went through it and fixed the horrible spelling grammar in a number of places and added a few lines here and there but not enough to change the story completely. Hope you enjoy it and happy holidays to all of you. ONE “You did what Melina?” “I bought a building on the mainland.” “Are you mad? Are you trying to end up in an Amazon nursery wearing diapers like a baby?” “That wont happen if you come with me. The building is huge and has lots of space for my restaurant and for you to open that garage you always wanted to open!” “You've lost your mind! I swear you almost need to be put in a nursery for your own protection!” Melina laughed before replying. “They tried that once before as you recall. I can out climb and dodge any of those slow, heavy footed, giants. I ditched that one last week by climbing the building and then going from rooftop to power pole to rooftop faster than she could follow. It was funny seeing her try to dodge traffic and keep up with me.” Baelorn shook his head and gave in. “You need someone to look after you so I'll come with you. I guess even those dimwitted giants need a mechanic sometimes. Maybe I'll earn their respect for a change without having to resort to throwing them across the garage like unwanted trash. When do you leave for the mainland?” I have most of my things shipped to the place already and we can leave today if you like or catch the ferry tomorrow morning.” “That antique piece of junk?! It's a miracle it has not sunken yet. I'll not take that rusty heap of scrap metal from a Holy Empire fusion pile dumping ground.” “A what?” “Sorry, I forget sometimes. Let's just say it's not a vehicle I'd trust to get me to the mainland safely without stalling or sinking or running aground.” We'll fly over there in my ship. It can't achieve stable orbital velocity yet, but it is safer than the ferry and no Amazon is going to be on it,” “I keep forgetting you came from somewhere else out there. What was it like when you left?” “A mess. Now back to the subject. What time do you want to leave?” “Is it too soon to say tonight?” Baelorn shook his head in exasperation. “We leave at noon. I'll get everything packed and on board by then. You will finally get to see my ship you keep begging to see. Just, no climbing all over everything like a spider mine chasing a target.” This time Melina stayed quiet and smiled. “One of these days I am going to have to have a talk with your parents and see where they went wrong in raising you. You are the best chef I have met this side of the home world, but you are as crazy and insane as a sandman at times, and just as impulsive.” “When will you ever learn to speak so I can understand you?” “Never. Now go pack or I'll diaper you and give you to an amazon circus that is insane enough to take you.” Melina laughed and ran off to her small apartment to begin packing the few things she had not already shipped earlier in the day. Baelorn shook his head and walked back into his small garage. Noon came around and Baelorn met Melina out front of his garage. She had her laptop bag slung over one shoulder and a duffel bag of clothes over the other shoulder. Her long hair was tied back in a pony tail. “Is that all you're taking?” Melina laughed. “I shipped everything else already. It will arrive by late this afternoon.” “Why do I feel like I'm going to regret this Melina?” “You are just a sourpuss. I think you like having excuses to be grumpy. Come on, it'll be fun!” Baelorn shook his head and sighed then grabbed the bag he had sitting next to him and threw it over his shoulder. “Fine. Follow me, and no climbing or you can take the ferry. When we go in touch nothing unless you want to end up getting hurt.” Melina was bursting with excitement. She followed Baelorn through the old garage and noticed all the tools had been removed from the walls and benches along with everything else. The place looked barren without the tools and hoists and other odds and ends of equipment. Baelorn stopped at a door and pushed a hidden catch to let it slide open. On the other side was a makeshift hangar for a small odd looking starship. The thing was huge compared to What Melina had seen the amazons use to send astronauts into space. It was at least 100 feet long and a good 30 feet high as well as close to 20 feet wide. The outside of the thing was covered in scorch marks and a few places looked like something had almost burned through them. “What happened to it?” “Got into some trouble with some priests who did not take too kindly to me relieving them of something I wanted back. Now enough stalling. Get in and put your stuff in one of the lockers then go up front and sit down without touching anything or climbing on stuff.” Melina walked into the ship and found the lockers he was talking about. She threw her things into the locker and shut it again. She looked around and saw so many other lockers of all different sizes with unrecognizable symbols on them and one other door in the back of the ship. She started walking towards it when a mechanical arm grabbed and stopped her in her tracks. “You walk through that door and it will be the last thing you ever do.” Melina stopped in her tracks and looked at Baelorn. “Whats back there?” “The engine and power core. Never go in there without a radiation suit or it will be the last thing you ever do.” “Is that how you lost your arm and eye?” “No. Now go sit down and get strapped in so we can get going.” Melina followed Baelorn and smiled as she looked at his hind end and though how cute he was. She sat in a seat and was shocked when it flowed around her to fit her perfectly. The console in front showed all types of things on a number of displays. Numerous covered switches were visible as she looked at everything. Baelorn typed in something on a keyboard on the console. The ship began to vibrate and slowly lift up off the ground for the first time in almost 90 years. Baelorn typed in another set of instructions and Melina felt like she was being crushed as they slowly climbed. The feeling let up a second later. She was able to breathe again and it took a few deep breaths to get over her surprise. Baelorn laughed. “That's what the gravity is like on my world. Higher gravity and denser atmosphere with a lot less oxygen. It's a mining world. Now tell me exactly where we are going so we don't hit something.” Melina gave him the address for the building on the mainland. “We'll be there in a few minutes then I can find a place to set this thing down at and conceal it again.” five minutes later they landed near a building that looked like it was ready to fall over. Baelorn typed in another set of commands and the vibration stopped. “We're down now. Let's go look at the heap you put your money into.” The two of them walked out of the ship and into the large three story building. “It's got lots of potential. I want to renovate it over the next few weeks and then open my restaurant. You can open your garage next door and send in people to get a bite to eat while you fix their clunkers as you call them.” Baelorn looked around then sighed. This place needs a ton of work to make it work for our needs. Wiring, plumbing, heating, ventilation, cooling, air filtration, structural reinforcement, security systems and a bunch of work. This thing will take weeks to fix up. Go look around and climb all over everything while I come up with a solution for this..place.” Melina laughed and impulsively grabbed Baelorn and kissed him full on before taking off and giggling like a kid on a playground. Baelorn watched her take off into the back of the building and smiled as he admired her hind end. “Damned cute. Too damned cute for her own good.” He sighed and walked into his ship for a digital scanner and a few tools he would need to begin his newest project. Melina sighed as she remembered the kiss she gave him. Damn! If I can get him in my bed I'm going to make sure it's the best fuck he's ever had! He's too damned hot to be single, even if he is from another world. I will have to figure out a way to seduce him before some other hot thing snatches him up from me.” Melina explored the place and was coming up with ideas for what she wanted to do with most of the space and how she would renovate it to make it look like she wanted it to look. She opened a door to a back room and found a rusted and dented sign that made her frown a little bit. “Littles daycare for all your little needs” She pulled a flashlight from her pocket and shined it around the room. It was an old storage room by the looks of it with half assembled robot nannies and broken cameras. She was about to leave when her light fell on a rack of something covered by a tarp. Melina climbed over some piles of junk and carefully checked for traps or hidden strings hooked to the tarp. It would not be the first time someone tried to catch her with a trap. Finding nothing she pulled the tarp then jumped back as fast as she could just in case. Dust flew but nothing else happened. She waited for the dust to settle then shined her light on the area again. She gasped when she saw the shelf full of disposable diapers. A quick count and she smiled. 25 unopened bags of diapers. A closer inspection showed that they were for littles and would easily fit her. Melina hauled all 25 bags up to the third floor where she had decided to make a living space for herself and hopefully, Baelorn as well, if she could seduce him into falling for her. She put all 25 bags of diapers against a back wall then returned to explore the building some more. After two more hours of climbing all over everything and having great fun in doing so she came out into a large set of rooms that would be perfect for Baelorn to not only hide his ship, but to run his garage out of. Melina showed Baelorn the big space and told him some of the ideas she had for a restaurant in the space available. Baelorn wrote down some notes then got to work on the plans for the building. The two of them shot ideas back and forth most of the rest of the day until they got hungry. Melina used her small camping stove to make a soup for them both since none of her equipment had shown up yet. They finished the soup and Baelorn started to head for his ship. “I'm going to sleep in my ship for tonight. I set the sentry to alert me if anyone tries to get too close. In the morning we can begin to tear this old place apart and put it back together if you have the permits.” “I had them approved two days ago. See you in the morning.” Baelorn yawned and walked off to his ship for some sleep. Melina walked over to the stairs and carefully climbed the worn out steps to her own sleeping space. A quick look out the windows showed most of the neighborhood to be dark already with only a few streetlights working. She quietly sat in the dark and watched several big amazons pass by without even slowing down or looking her way. Twice she saw amazons pass by with littles in diapers and on leashes and in one case, the little was in a stroller with a bottle in his mouth. This was a dangerous place to be a free little. No one on the mainland would think twice about an amazon snatching a little and putting them in a diaper and a nursery. Melina walked over to the diapers and smiled as she thought of the idea of wearing a diaper. The idea had been stuck with her for several years since she had heard about a little being diapered and put into a nursery by an amazon. She had diapers that would fit, no one that would disturb her, and with the stairs not being able to support anyone other than a little she had no worries about any amazon trying to sneak up on her in the night. Melina's heart was beating like a jackhammer in her chest as she opened up a bag at random and took out one of the diapers. She looked around a moment and listened then carefully opened the diaper up. She felt the plastic of the outside and the soft padding of the inside. There were colorful designs on the whole diaper which she thought made them even more enjoyable. She carefully unfolded the diaper the rest of the way and then took a deep breath and let it out to calm her nerves as she lowered her jeans and panties out of the way. Melina lowered herself onto the diaper slowly, not sure what to expect. Once down all the way she slowly reached out and pulled the front of the diaper up between her legs slowly. A moment later she undid the two large tapes and secured the diaper around her slim body. The diaper was soft and comfortable but also thick and bulky between her legs. She removed her jeans and panties from herself the rest of the way then experimentally walked around in just the diaper and her shirt. She had to waddle a bit due to the thickness of the diaper but loved the feeling of the soft diaper. The way it crinkled made her smile and shiver with pleasure. She’d had to pee for a while but had been too busy exploring and climbing to bother so she giggled softly to herself as she let go and began to pee in the diaper she had on. The diaper absorbed everything and still did not feel wet. She put her hand between her legs and felt the heat of her pee in the diaper through the plastic outer shell of it. The feeling was simply amazing to her way of thinking. She finally stopped peeing a minute later and the diaper was much heavier now but still not feeling all that wet but it had puffed up to absorb all that she had done in it. Trying to walk with it puffed up like this was almost impossible and she was forced to crawl instead. She smiled to herself as she worked her way over to the bags of diapers and looked at them all. She had chosen an overnight diaper so of course it was super thick. Another bag stated that the diapers in it were daytime diapers and good for the more active littles as the tapes were stronger and the plastic shell a little more resistant to tearing therefore perfect for the littles on the go and learning to walk. Melina read through the descriptions of the various types of diapers before she finally yawned and made her way back to the bag of overnight diapers. The tapes were a little tough to take off but not overly so. She removed the wet diaper and then rolled it up before debating on whether to try another diaper. The debate raged in her mind for almost five minutes before she finally decided that she needed to get some sleep and the diapers would be a pleasant distraction that she did not need. She turned to go grab her clothes she had discarded and noticed that during the debate she had already gotten a fresh diaper halfway on. She sighed and adjusted the diaper then taped it shut securely before going to her sleeping bag and pillows. Within minutes she had her hand down inside her diaper and was pleasuring herself. Baelorn shook his head in exasperation and sighed as he made his way into his ship for the night. Once inside he turned the gravity back up to normal for him and proceeded to disconnect his cybernetic arm and set it aside. It had been bothering him all day and causing a dull ache in the remainder of the arm. He massaged his slightly aching arm and went to sleep for the night. His dreams took him back to when he first came to this weird little world with low gravity and a lot higher oxygen level and a much cleaner atmosphere. After having tricked a holy empire cruiser he had activated the barely functional cloaking unit to make a stealthy getaway. 15 minutes later his jump computer malfunctioned when the cloaking device shorted out. He came out into normal space with half of his systems in dire need of repair and only one system within range of his ship. After muttering a few curses he ran his hands over the controls and sent his fast failing ship towards the only system within range and prayed it had a planet that could sustain life while he attempted to fix his ship. The ship limped it's way to the nearest habitable planet and then finally began entry into the atmosphere at almost orbital velocity. The outer skin of the ship heated from friction and was visible for miles around as he came down faster than any aircraft they had at the time. Besides leaving a streak of fire behind him there was the loud sonic booms as he slowly decelerated form hypersonic speeds Braking thrusters were firing at full power but he still had too much speed to slow down anytime soon as he circled the planet three times before finally slowing enough to make landfall. The largest continent was mostly tracts of forest with numerous small cities here and there that he hoped to avoid. He would have difficulty explaining his presence on this world and the technology of his ship if the found it and him too soon. The heat radiating off his ship set the forest ablaze as he skimmed over it just barely below the speed of sound and then finally crashed deep into the forest near the coast. Baelorn was tossed around like a rag doll as his ship tumbled and skidded and smashed through the trees for nearly a mile before finally stopping. The forest around him was burning heavily thanks to the heat from his ship setting the dry trees on fire. Baelorn hurt like never before and his body felt wrong. The gravity was too light and he had a hard time not slamming his already sore head into the top the inside hull of his ship. After a few minutes he managed to adjust to the gravity of the world and with more practice he would be able to move around without jumping several feet into the air. His cybernetic arm was arguing a little bit again and he wished he had stopped somewhere to have it fixed or even replaced before going after the loot he wanted. Now it was too late to have the limb serviced. He was grateful that his cybernetic eye was not arguing and everything about it was working correctly. His head pounded as he pulled a vacuum suit out of a storage locker. Without power to the sensors he was no able to detect if he could breathe the outside air safely. His suit would be able to provide him with enough breathable air for nearly a week. It contained water and concentrates that could be eaten to sustain him for a time. With a sigh he manually cycled the airlock and stepped outside into the daylight and burning forest. The radiation badge on his suit was slowly turning gray so he began to put distance between himself and the ship. Within a few minutes his badge had turned black and the limited sensors in his suit were registering near lethal exposure levels from the engines still venting drive coolant from numerous ruptured coolant lines. Baelorn cursed his luck then walked away from the ship with intentions of coming back in a few days to try to begin some repairs on it after the radiation levels subsided more. His head ached from the pounding he had taken and his stomach threatened to send it's contents back up again thanks to his radiation exposure. After several hours of hiking through the burning forest and getting turned around a few times he finally found a source of water to wash his suit off of any radioactive particles that may have clung to it. The creek was deeper than he thought and the current swifter than anticipated as it carried him downstream and held him underwater for several minutes. The one good thing was that the current washed away all the radioactive particles and cooled it off from where it had heated up quite a bit from the heat of reentry and the numerous burning trees. With his suit on there was no danger of drowning but he was tired and not feeling good when after several miles he finally found the current slowed enough that he could get to shore and not slip back into the water again. His body felt on fire as he marched along the course of the creek in an effort to find some shade and a place to rest at for a while. The cooling system in the suit was as high as it could go but it still felt hot inside the suit. Baelorn rested against a tree finally with intentions of getting back up in few minutes. He never noticed that he had been seen as he drifted off to sleep in exhaustion. A lady that would have been very attractive had she not been almost ten feet tall had seen him come staggering out of the smoke near the creek and then finally collapse under a tree. The lady watched him for several minutes before finally going over to him, expecting it to be a trick of some kind. She was shocked to see that inside the sealed suit was a small person that appeared to be sweating and out cold. She went to shake him awake and noticed a radiation badge on his suit and that it was completely black. She only hoped it was part of a costume because if it was real then this person could very well be dying from radiation poisoning. A few things showed on the display inside of his strange helmet and it obviously meant something but she could not read the language. She wondered what kind of person would let their toddler play around in a strange suit like this and not watch over them and on top of that why would they be so careless as to let them expose themselves to such high levels of radiation. The person had to be insane to do this to a toddler. She picked him up and he promptly started getting sick inside of his odd suit. It took a few seconds to find a release on the helmet and to get it to begin to open. Within a second more she had the strange helmet removed and was coughing on the foul air coming from the suit. No wonder the poor child was sick. The air inside the suit would make anyone sick. Was someone trying to kill this poor little child? She carefully emptied his helmet out and watched as it cleaned itself. Next she wiped his face off and was shocked to see the right eye was not normal. It was flat black in color and obviously had been surgically implanted into his head somehow. What kind of sadistic people would do this to a toddler she wondered as she began stripping the suit off of him as best she could. The air coming out of the suit was foul and made her gag but she persevered. The suit was very unusual in it's design and obviously airtight. Once the suit was finally off of the strange little one she was shocked to find he had no diaper on him like a toddler should. The last piece of the suit came off and the left arm was covered some kind of metal for some reason. This made no sense to her as to why someone would do any of this to a toddler and not even leave the poor little one in a diaper like any sane person would do. Someone was going to have some very serious questions to answer when they were found. Throughout the entire ordeal he never once woke up or responded to any kind of stimulation. This was unusual as most any toddler would at least stir if handled as much as she had handled this little one. He definitely needed medical attention right away and the police needed to be notified as well. She carefully picked up his strange suit and then carried him with the strange suit to her car a short distance off. The little was surprisingly heavy for as small as he was and that surprised her a little bit. Cheryl drove as fast as she could to the nearest hospital with her strange toddler passenger. Once she took him inside the nurse looked up from her paperwork in surprise to see her bringing in a toddler. “I need help! I found him near the parkland fire area in this strange suit! The thing was completely sealed and airtight! It took me a few minutes to get him out of it when he started to get sick inside of it!” She explained everything to the nurse The nurse wrote down everything and soon enough a doctor was looking him over with surprise at his eye and arm. “The first thing to do is get him into diaper before he makes a mess all over everything then we can go from there. The nurse took a diaper off the shelf and unfolded it then pulled his pants down to reveal everything. They were surprised to see hair down there but did not let it stop them from putting him into a clean diaper and plastic pants. “Now then, let's get that stuff off his arm and see if anything is broken.” The doctor turned the arm numerous ways and was shocked when it finally rotated free of the shoulder socket and unhooked completely. When Cheryl handed the doctor the strange suit he looked at it and about had heart failure when he saw the radiation badge on the suit. “Oh shit! Get that suit out of here now! Set it on the table over there and I'll have radiology deal with it! For now, we evacuate this room and close it off to everyone until that suit is dealt with!” The doctor picked up the little and was shocked at the weight but carried him out of the room quickly as he could. “Nurse, Seal that room off! No one in or out without a radiation badge and suit! Get radiology up here asap to deal with everything in there!” They all moved to a different room with their strange toddler patient. Once settled in the doctor was in for another shock when he opened the eyelids to look at the patients eyes for sign of traumatic brain injury. The right eye was artificial and could not be removed without surgery. They soon had a Geiger counter brought in and run over the body of the strange toddler. It began to give off readings that spooked the doctor. “The levels of radiation he has absorbed are near lethal! This is the worst case of radiation poisoning I have ever seen! This arm is strange! I have heard of doctors doing some research on making more advanced artificial limbs but this is so far beyond what I would have expected it is a bit spooky. If the arm is this advanced then I'd almost be willing to bet that his right eye works better than our own eyes do. Who in the world could have possibly made anything this advanced? Where did you find this little one at?” “I found him in the park near the fire where that big meteor came down at!. He came staggering out of the smoke in this strange suit that was all sealed up airtight and stank badly when opened. The stuff he was forced to breathe was horrible! It's no wonder he collapsed where he did!” The doctor looked at Cheryl then smiled gently at her. “You did the right thing getting him out of that suit and bringing him here to be helped.” The doctor was carefully putting the cybernetic arm back on when a nurse brought in the suit and let him know that it was safe and free of contamination. “We ran a check on it and it came back as clean. It stinks badly though.” The nurse left the suit with the doctor who soon found the source of the smell. “The tanks on this thing are filled with a strange gas that stinks. Poor child. Being forced to breathe this stuff.” We'll have to put him on some medicine to help him get over the radiation poisoning. It's going to be touch and go for a while but we'll call you if we need anymore information.” Cheryl left the hospital and hoped that the little toddler would be alright. It had been strange day and she was dead tired as she drove home to her empty house with it's empty nursery. Before she finally dozed off for the night she wondered of perhaps she could adopt the strange little toddler after he was healed up. The doctor waited for a minute after Cheryl left then spoke up again. I want to look at that suit he had on. It may have answers to some interesting questions.” It took the doctor and the nurse a few minutes to get it assembled again and sealed up once more. The moment they had it sealed up the helmet lit up on the inside with some sort of strange symbols that were displayed on the faceplate of the helmet. The nurse went back to getting medications injected into Baelorn while the doctor examined the strange suit. He set the suit down and checked the diaper then listened to the heart beat and breathing of the little one in front of him. The heart was not in the right place and his body structure was far denser than normal. “You can call me crazy if you like, but I have a crazy hunch he's not a toddler. That stuff he was breathing stinks but I bet for him it is what he needs to breathe.” “Just what are you saying Doctor Brice? That he's from another world? We both know there is no other life outside of our own world. The ministry of science has confirmed this ages ago.” “Then how do you explain our mysterious patient? The right eye? The left arm? The strange suit? The gas he breathes? The radiation exposure? I bet that he crashed here and somehow he was found by that lady. I’d be willing to bet that it was not bog space rock like they have been trying to claim. More likely an out of control space vehicle of some kind! I want some blood drawn and I also want a mask hooked up to his air tanks so he can breathe easier. I’m betting that wherever he comes from that what is in those tanks is what he breathes!” It took the nurse some fiddling around with some hoses and tape to get the gas from the suit tanks to flow through a mask instead of straight oxygen. Once hooked up to the gas his heart rate steadied and his breathing returned to a normal level. The nurse was shocked to see the sudden change in the little toddler. Within a few minutes he was beginning to wake up. This little was definitely a mystery. End part one Part two The strange toddler woke up and immediately rolled onto his side, pulled the mask from his face and proceeded to get violently ill. When the last of the contents of his stomach had finally come up he passed out again. “Okay, let's get him to a regular bed and pray he lives! This is the worst case of radiation poisoning I've ever seen or even read about! I want a round the clock watch on out strange little one here. I also want a full work up of everything about him from bone structure to organ placement and even blood gases. I also want a sample of the air he breathes as well for analysis. It stinks but he breathes it easier than our normal air. Do not remove the mask or change the him to oxygen unless I tell you to do so. Keep him comfortable and don’t forget to change his diaper as needed. I am required by law to alert the government of any cases of radiation exposure above a certain level. The damned ministry of science is going to make this lace a three ring circus.” Baelorn woke up some time later in a soft bed with an air mask covering his mouth. The air was from his suit tanks which he could see had a hose rigged from them to the mask he had on his face. Someone wanted to make sure he could breathe at least. His left arm ached and refused to move at all so he slowly pulled himself upright reached over and removed it carefully. He looked at the arm then smashed it against the wall to get it working right again before attaching it again. He felt the strange thickness between his legs and carefully reached down to find that someone had diapered him while he was out cold. The floor seemed to shake as some giant lady came in and smiled at him. She said something but he had no idea what in the nine hells she was saying as he did not speak the language. He removed his air mask and took a small breath of air. He coughed and choked a moment then was breathing much easier after that. The air on this world tasted funny but it was breathable at the moment. The lady observed him and did nothing to stop him right away until he tried to remove the wet diaper he had on. She stopped him and then pulled the plastic pants off followed by her unpinning the thick cloth diaper and wiping him off down there. She was surprised to see him get sexually aroused by this but continued her cleaning of his diapered region. She took the wet cloth diapers and dropped them into a blue bag on the door then returned with a giant disposable diaper a moment later. It had two huge tapes and babyish designs on it. She unfolded the huge diaper and struggled a little to lift him up when he grabbed her to stop her. “Are you mad or just plain fucking stupid? I don't need a diaper you daft thing! She looked strangely at him then smiled and grabbed his ankles to lift his bottom up. Had the radiation and the poor excuse for medicine not weakened him she would have gone flying out a window at high speed. She lifted his bottom up, slid the diaper under him then laid him back down on it. She then pulled it up between his legs and fastened it securely around his waist as if he were an over sized toddler. She smiled and left the room only to return a moment later with a baby bottle bigger than any he had ever seen before. Without waiting for her to try to give him the bottle he scanned it with his right eye and found that it was essentially baby formula like what you would give to a sick toddler. “I am not drinking that shit you stupid fat fucking cow! Get me a fucking beer and none of this stupid baby shit or I'll shove that bottle so far up your ass you will be spending the next five days trying to shit it out!” The nurse looked at the strange little toddler as he screamed out something at her that was plain gibberish. He must be hungry she thought as she smiled and tried to feed him the bottle. His left arm shot up so fast it was a blur. He grabbed the bottle from her hands and crushed it before throwing it’s remains across the room. “Where in the nine hells is my suit? I need to get back to my ship and off this insane excuse for a world! You're fucking mad if you think I'm a damned baby! What the hell is wrong with you?” Baelorn threw the covers off of him and when the lady tried to grab him he broke her arm before jumping off the bed and landing on the floor. The nurse was cradling her broken arm and looking in fear at the strange toddler that was able to do things no toddler should be able to do. Baelorn closed his left eye and then looked around with his strange flat black and metallic eye. The suit transponder registered and could be traced with his cybernetic eye to a location not far from him. Everyone stared at him as he grabbed the air tanks and carried them with one hand as if they weighed next to nothing. It had taken three others to carry the heavy tanks into the room but to him it was almost nothing thanks to the light gravity of this world. The nurses all stared at this strange looking toddler with artificial arm and the jet black eye carrying the heavy air tanks of strange gas like they were nothing. Doctor Bryce saw the little and tried to stop him only to be rewarded with a punch that sent him sliding a good nine feet across the floor and resulted in a pair of broken ribs and a cracked sternum. Within minutes Baelorn found the suit where they had placed it in a lead lined box. “Fucking idiots! This will not stop antimatter and interdimensional radiation! Damned stupid fools! What in nine the hells were you trying to do? Be grateful the suit is clean or you'd all be sick! He was having trouble getting the box to open when a large nurse walked up slowly to him and and pointed at the box then with her hands made a gesture to signify she would open it for him. The huge lady smiled gently at him as he started coughing then picked up the mask hooked to the tanks and handed it to him. Baelorn took several big gulps of air from the mask fed by his suit tanks and felt better. It would take some time for his body to adjust to this new atmosphere. The first thing he needed was his suit with all of its recyclers and medicines in it. The lady opened the odd box and handed him each piece of the suit carefully and stayed out of his way as he got it on piece by piece. It took him a few minutes to get the tanks hooked back up to the suit then finally he reached into the helmet and pulled out a hidden cord with a strange shaped metal plug. He brushed his hair aside on his right side to reveal plug hole in the side of his head that they had overlooked while trying to save his life from the radiation poisoning. He plugged the jack in then put the helmet on and hooked it up to the suit and closed it off to the outside world. He sighed in relief as the data link came up on his cybernetic eye and obeyed his instructions. Needles in the suit injected radiation medicine into his blood stream while the micro computer on the suit analyzed the language the giants were speaking. Baelorn felt better after almost 20 minutes of being in the suit. A display read that his suit power was down to 60% and it would require recharging when he was finished. Still not feeling good he sucked on the feeding tubes and got some food in his body along with a good shot of some very strong whiskey. After an hour of listening to everyone and analyzing the language his on board computer had figured it out and stored the data in his brain so he could communicate with them. Baelorn shut off the tanks and then walked back to the room he had left. No one tried to stop him and it was obvious they were all afraid of him. The nurse that had opened the box for him held the room door open for him. He felt like he had gone ten rounds with a bantha as he crawled up onto the bed again. The nurse was gentle and assisted him in removing the suit and setting it all aside carefully. She held the helmet as he unplugged the data jack from his skull and let the cord retract. “I speak language little now.” “I'm nurse Jensen. Can you understand me?” “Little. You health worker?” She smiled and folded the suit carefully and set it on a table within easy reach of him. “give me clothes back. Take off stupid diaper not need!” She smiled and pulled out a fresh diaper then removed the wet one he had on and showed it to him. “I think for now you might need one until you finish healing more.” Baelorn sighed in frustration but gave in. “For now only.” She was gentle and changed him into a fresh diaper before pulling a blanket back over him. “Do you want your own air or can you breathe our air for a sustained time?” “My own better now.” The lady brought the tanks over as best she could while Baelorn chuckled about it. “Sorry. These things are really heavy.” Within minutes she had the hose tubing hooked back up to the mask and he was breathing easier as he drifted off to sleep. Nurse Jensen walked out of the room to talk with the rest of the staff that had been all but holding their breath. “He's resting better now. He's not one of us and can barely understand us. That weird suit of his is what you would call a space suit. He's not from this world guys. We're lucky he can breathe our air at all even if only for a short time. Have you looked at the test results yet?” No one had. She sighed and shook her head. “Okay, gather around and let me explain everything to you.” An hour later the staff was shocked to say the least. “He needed the medicine in his suit and knew it so of course he wanted it back. It also has a very advanced machine in it that is very smart and helped him understand some of our language. That metal arm of his is obviously artificial and just as advanced as his artificial eye. He is not a baby even though he is the size of a toddler and can obviously fit in a diaper. Yes, he is a cute little one, but he is older than any of us by a long shot according to the test results. I'm guessing he is around 325 years old. No one here is calling the ministry of science unless he wants us to do so. For now, he is our patient and needs our help, not our stupidity. No one will try to feed him a baby bottle or treat him like a baby unless you want to get fired. I know he is a cute little guy and the diaper he has on makes us want to baby him, but unless you want to get hurt badly I would not try it. When he wakes up order him some food and see what he can eat safely. No baby food! You do that and I'm betting he will get mad and throw it at you so hard it would be like getting hit by a bullet from a gun. Treat him like an adult who has trouble with our language. Think of him as a visitor from a foreign country that is just learning our ways and language. He is having some control problems for the moment so he will be in diapers for a while but let me again stress, he is not a baby. When he soils the diaper be nice and change him.” Baelorn was able to breathe the atmosphere after a few days and was able to eat anything they gave him to eat without problems. After a week his control returned and he was permitted to wear his normal clothing he'd had on under his space suit when he was found. Nurse Jensen talked with him every day and helped him to learn the language. The two of them got along real well as ha talked about where he had come from and what caused him to crash land on this world. Twice she laughed at him when he got mad and removed his cybernetic arm and banged it against something to get it working right again. “Damned thing needs servicing again. When I get to my ship I can fix some of it's issues but unless you have the right parts it will need to be just an improvised patchwork to keep it functional. I suppose you have nothing like this yet do you?” “Not even close!” Baelorn was released from the hospital after nine weeks. The ship of his had been found, but it had so much radiation coming from it that no one could get near it. Baelorn sighed and got his suit on before getting out of Nurse Jenson's huge car. She hugged him goodbye and as a joke gave him a fresh diaper while laughing about it. Baelorn understood the joke and swatted her on the leg with it before walking off into the forest and past the security that vainly tried to stop him. With his tracker working he found his ship easily as numerous primitive flying vehicles kept an eye on it from a safe distance up. They all watched him as he walked up to the ship and then opened the main airlock and walked inside before shutting the door behind him after giving the nearest flying machine a rude gesture with his right hand. The few people he had passed saw only something in a very odd looking suit of some kind that had a helmet and looked to be sealed completely airtight. They saw the air tanks on his back and wondered if he really was some kind of alien or just another crazy experiment created by the ministry of science. Repairs to the ship took him nearly ten hours before it was no longer venting radioactive drive coolant. Half the forest was going to die from the radiation but in time it would recover and grow back. He could easily send in a decontamination drone at a later date to clean up the mess. With the ship hastily repaired he got the main engines to begin warming up for liftoff and cursed when he found out how badly damaged they were from the crash. There was no way he could make it back to even the outlying trade routes lat alone back home. It was going to take years for the repair drones to repair the engines and get them back to normal operation so they would not blow up when pushed past light speed. He settled for lifting off to an altitude of almost ten miles up then flying towards a fairly deep section of the ocean to clean the ship off of any radioactive materials and to hide while he made more repairs to the ship. Everyone watched as he settled the ship into a deep trench in the ocean where they could not reach him. They simply had nothing that could get that deep without being crushed by the pressure of the ocean water at that depth. Repairs to the ship took Baelorn almost a week but by the time he finished everyone thought he was gone for good and forever out of their reach. Besides, a war was brewing with the countries to the East and it was easier to forget about the strange little from somewhere else as things heated up for the world. Baelorn took his ship and stayed under water until he accidentally found another inhabited little island about a third the size of Australia. Hiding the ship was easy this time as he had not come crashing out of control this time and landed the ship near some deserted structures where it could be more easily hidden from view. After waiting until nightfall to exit the ship it made it much easier for Baelorn to look around the island and not be as easily seen. It was a pleasant surprise to find that everyone on the island was as short as he was. The people slowly learned of Baelorn being there simply because he was able to fix up a few small buildings and get them back into use again. Within a year he was repairing the primitive vehicles for the folks and soon began to fear people less and less as no one here felt he was needing to be treated like a toddler. No one tried to bottle feed him or put him in diapers. He still stayed mostly to himself though and had a knack for fixing things most others had given up on. When the amazons did eventually discover the island it was several decades later and most of them tended to view the folks on the island as simple people in need of caring for. As the years went by the Amazons saw the littles more and more as babies than as the adults they were and numerous littles had been forcefully adopted and turned into babies by Amazons who wanted them. It was fairly safe on the island but a little on the mainland was in grave danger of being diapered and put into a nursery by an Amazon. It did not matter how talented and skilled the little might happen to be, it was simply thought of as the right way for them to be treated by the amazons. Some fought and a few escaped, but most who went to the mainland ended up wearing baby diapers and being bottle fed for life. Some were operated on after being forcefully adopted by an Amazon and it was a frightening thing to see from the viewpoint of a little. In his years on the island five Amazons had thought he would be a cute little baby and had tried to adopt him. The first one ended up in the hospital for a few days. The last one he simply shot when the Amazon tried to force him into their vehicle. The Amazon woke up some time later from the stun blast on a boat heading to the mainland. The lady had no idea how she got where she was and her head was pounding from a five alarm headache. The few littles who heard about this thought it was funny what he did and felt no remorse for the Amazon having been shown the error of their ways. Baelorn did like to watch numerous competitors try to climb the highest mountain cliff on the mainland and that was how he met Melina. She was participating in the climb as the only little and had all her gear on when he saw her and laughed at how she easily avoided being adopted by several Amazons. She set a new record in her ascent that day that shocked everyone except Baelorn. They became friends and he found her little food shop that was barely scraping by and set up a repair shop next to her shop. She was damned easy on the eyes and the best cook he'd ever met on this world. She won every climbing contest and every cooking contest she entered. Every amazon that tried to adopt her soon found out she was next to impossible to catch. She made the last one look like an idiot by simply scampering up the side of a building and then running from ledge to ledge and then across numerous power lines while taunting the giant Amazon trying to chase her down. When Melina suckered the lady into chasing her across a busy road the lady was hit and almost killed by three cars. Over the past ten years the two of them became very close friends and Baelorn eventually let Melina know he was obviously not from this world but would never say much about it or let her see his ship. She had an annoying habit of being overly curious about things and blockade runner was not a ship to get curious about. She had always wanted to go to the mainland and open a small little restaurant that served littles, inbetweeners and even amazons. On several occasions she had spoken to him about the idea and was looked at like she were crazy. Baelorn had hoped she would outgrow the idea and thought she finally had until a few days ago when she sprung her secret on him. Melina was so full of energy and really did not seem to hate anyone or even have the ability to stay angry at anyone for long. It made him laugh on numerous occasions and sometimes even wonder if it would one day evolve into more than friendship. She was definitely good looking and made him all but drool sometimes with some of her clothing choices. Baelorn woke up the next morning at daybreak as always and wondered for a few minutes how well Melina had slept. Thoughts of her made him smile and wonder about possibilities but then he shook his head and reminded himself that, unlike her, his lifespan was not measured in years, but in millenniums as was normal for his people. He could allow himself to get close to her and maybe eventually marry her, but they could never have offspring and in the blink of an eye she would grow old and pass away while he stayed young and bitter at having lost her. Melina on the other hand only knew she wanted him badly. She woke ,up stretched, felt the diaper around her waist, then smiled. She pictured in her mind what it would be like to have Baelorn make love to her and within a few seconds she was pleasuring herself once more. She almost cried out twice and when she finally felt satisfied she stood up, stretched and then instead of going to the toilet, she simply wet the diaper she had on and sighed in contentment. She enjoyed the diaper for a few more minutes before she finally took it off and went to the improvised shower to get cleaned up and ready to face the day. She took the diaper off and rinsed off in the shower before emerging and drying off then disposing of the diaper by throwing it into a black garbage sack and covering it with more trash. She wished for the millionth time at least that Baelorn would change her. With nothing to do for a bit yet she finally hid the packages of diapers then started trying to decide on what to wear when she heard footsteps on the stairs. In an instant she ran up a carefully set up pile of debris and was carefully hidden in the shadows of the rafters when she saw Baelorn come walking up into her loft looking for her. She let out a sigh of relief that it was just Baelorn and was about to go running down until she remembered she was nude. A part of her wanted to hide but she had the other part of her that wanted him in her and that part won out as she dropped down onto him from above and knocked him to the floor. “Getting slow in your old age?” Baelorn just chuckled and gently reached up to lift her off of his back when she jumped off and stood in front of him completely nude. “See anything you like?” Baelorn turned red but could not tear his gaze away from her perfect body for several seconds. Finally he sighed and closed his eyes before speaking up. “You are impossible. Get that cute ass of yours dressed then we can begin working on this place.” Melina smiled. “Sure you don't want something else instead?” “Alright, get dressed then we need to talk. I should have done this a long time ago I guess.” Melina got dressed in some sensible clothes as Baelorn waited of the bottom of the stairs for her. She had hoped that seeing her naked would get him into her bed and busy making love to her. Finally she sighed and went to talk with him. “What's up?” “Sit and listen without interrupting for once.” Melina sat next to him and, for once, listened as he told her the truth about why he never let himself be with her. The truth hurt her he knew, but it was better than leading her on and breaking her heart in the end. “I do want you, but I can't have you. Now you know why I stay single and never give in to your offers.” Melina thought about it a moment then reached over and kissed him on the cheek gently. “Thank you for being honest with me. If you ever change your mind I'll still be willing. Still friends though, right?” Baelorn hugged her. “The best. Now let's get this place whipped into shape before it falls down around our ears. We don’t need some idiot of an Amazon digging you out and being subjected to your idea of humor.” Melina kissed him on the cheek and then the two of them began tearing into the old building with the more advanced tools he had so the project was easier to get started. It was almost four weeks into the project that everything Melina had shipped finally showed up. An amazon woman showed up with the delivery and was surprised to see two very cute littles sign for the shipment. She was about to give in and try for the little girl when the other one picked up the biggest package like it was nothing and walked inside with it. It had taken her a few minutes to get it out of her truck with the help of a lift bot. The sight of a little that strong was a bit spooky to her way of thinking. “So what are you two going to do here?” Melina smiled. “Open a nursery for amazons. We plan to adopt a couple of amazons and keep them in diapers and bottle feed them. Say, you're kind of cute. Care for a tour? You might like it here.” The lady said her hasty goodbyes and sped off. Once out of sight Melina and Baelorn busted up laughing for several minutes. Finally, Baelorn caught his breath. “That was so worth it! The look of terror on her face was priceless!” “She was practically tripping over her feet to get out of here! “I couldn't resist. She saw you lift that stove like it weighted nothing and assumed I was just as strong so I couldn't resist teasing her. Doubt she tries to adopt a little now.” We joked back and forth the rest of the day as we gutted and removed debris from the building Melina had bought. Twice they came across old nanny bots from when the place had been used to take care of littles who had been forcefully returned to baby status. Baelorn looked over the machines and then set them aside to tinker with later. “I can use these parts to build something useful to us. Maybe I can get one rebuilt to take care of you if you like.” “Don't even think about it unless you want me to never cook for you ever again!” Baelorn laughed. “You don't play fair! I love your food so I guess maybe I'll have to design it to take a few amazons and turn them into babies instead of us!” The remodel of the place took us six weeks but was worth it. Twice I almost had Baelorn talked into joining me in bed but in the end he changed his mind at the last minute. I'm patient and persistent enough to not quit easily. One of these nights I'll not be spending the night in a diaper and pleasuring myself while thinking of him. I understand his fears but I can't help how I feel about him. With help form Baelorn I got the heavy equipment hooked up and running perfectly in time for my grand opening. Baelorn had it easier as he just had to rig up a few machines for working on vehicles and put in a lift that looked like it was hydraulic but in reality was far more advanced and used a form of anti gravity to lift the vehicles up so he could get under them to work on them for customers. Melina's place was designed to cater to littles mainly but there was space for inbetweeners and amazons as well. Her menu prices reflected the portioning sizes with higher prices for the larger folks since their portions would be larger and cost more to make but would be worth it. Our opening day was dead slow with only three littles in the restaurant and one amazon looking into my shop for possible code violations. When I found out she was not an official inspector I told her off and literally threw her out of my shop for trying to forcefully adopt me. Melina had one little who stopped in late in the day to get out of the rain and decided to try a few small items off the menu. Melina served him politely and surprised the man when she scampered up a set of shelves for some items off the top shelf about ten feet up and then back down like it was nothing. The man laughed and complimented Melina on the food. He then asked her if she was perhaps part spider the way she climbed. He paid for his meal and left a good tip when finished and promised to return next time he had business in this part of town. The next day I helped an elderly amazon lady get her car fixed up and running again. I charged her a reasonable price and explained to her exactly what had gone out in the engine and why. This impressed her as she promised to not let anyone else adopt me unless they had her permission first. It turned out that she did not agree with the forced adoption of littles and forcing them to be babies. She paid the bill and shook hands with me. The car ran better than before when she drove off in it and it felt good to know that not all the amazons were crazy enough to think that all littles wanted to be babies for amazons who were rich enough to afford them. Too bad there were not a lot more who did not think we needed to be diapered and treated like infants. As the weeks went by both of us began to get busier as word of her cooking and my good work on vehicles circulated through the various people that came through the area.It was mostly littles who lived and worked in the area but Melina's reputation as a chef was growing quickly. Melina enjoyed the business and often talked with customers as she served them their food. The vehicle repair shop was inspected three times by amazon inspectors who could find nothing illegal or out of place. They had no reason to try to adopt me or Melina. Twice I proved to amazons that they could not easily adopt me by simply pulling their cars into the shop without help from them or from a tow machine. The last one sat in the car and steered it while I pulled it into the shop by way of a heavy chain hooked to a tow hitch. The huge cars weighed quite a bit and this surprised them to see me do this. How often do you see a little take a large chain and use it to pull a stalled car into the vehicle repair shop without the aid of robot or another vehicle? Of course a few still had to be told to not come back when they wanted to try to forcefully adopt me or Melina. Melina sent the last one packing with a horrible case of explosive diarrhea from when she tried to sucker Melina into drinking some spiked coffee with her. Melina waited until I distracted the lady for a moment then switched cups with her. The lady never came back after Melina offered to adopt her. “I have a pair of cribs and a nice big nursery all ready. I have the cutest diapers picked out and some nice new baby bottles. I promise to take good care of my giant baby. I'll even help remove those ugly teeth and those huge breasts to help you fit in as a baby in my nursery.” The lady ran out of the place while her bowels exploded into her panties and Melina called for her to come back. When she was out of sight of everyone then Melina, myself and everyone started laughing about the incident. That is one Amazon who will never return to try to adopt wither of us. This made her even more popular with the numerous littles in the area. Her food was the best in the city according to a few amazons and several littles and even one inbetweener. The three health inspectors who investigated her shop watched as she fixed a large amount of food to feed several customers. They were impressed by all the modifications and extra safety features she had added to the kitchen. They were finally won over by sampling her food. Melina stepped out of bed and stretched a moment then let loose into the thirsty diaper she had on. It felt good to have a steady supply of diapers on hand for when the urge hit to have some private fun. After a few minutes she sighed, removed the soaked diaper and then got cleaned up and ready to start the day off doing some baking. She had two new recipes she wanted to try as well as a few new drinks to get put up onto the menu board above the main bar. She did not serve alcohol since she did not have a license to do so but she had found the location of an excellent bar not far away that served to anyone of legal age. On numerous occasions she would send customers wanting a few drinks to Charlie's place. He returned the favor by sending her customers looking for a good meal or even just a quick snack. I spent a lot of my time working on tinkering and had two of the robot units rebuilt and ready to help in the restaurant as servers. They had been reprogrammed to help clean the kitchen after closing and to obey Melina and myself. They were redesigned to be smaller and not so threatening to littles. It was a huge success and allowed Melina more time to run the kitchen and cook for her customers. We hit our six month business anniversary and both of our places were a huge success. I never failed to have someone wanting a vehicle looked at and word of Melina's cooking had spread through the city as more customers filled the place when she was open. Amazons were welcome as long as they behaved. Anyone attempting to adopt would find themselves waking up on the streets dressed like a baby, wearing a wet and messy diaper, and definitely not welcome back at Melina's. They never pressed charges as they found it embarrassing to have a little manage to trick them and leave them dressed as if they had just escaped from a nursery. The local police found it humorous and had a betting pool how long it would be before the next such call came in. Martha sighed as she looked over the day’s money intake. Over the past three months her customer base had begun dropping off. Her profit was getting to the point of being almost nothing. “I don't get it Rachelle. Where is everyone going to now?” Rachelle sighed and looked over at her. “I heard that they are going to a new spot over about a mile from here and over by the bay.” “A new restaurant? Do you know where it is?” “Not exactly, but I can look it up if you like. Jane quit last night as well. You owe her a month's pay and she can't continue to work for nothing you know. She has rent to pay.” “I know. Let me see what I can scrape up. Losing this much business has hurt. At this rate I'll have to close in a few months. Do we have any customers out there right now?” Rachelle walked off and came back a minute later. “Still dead. Have not had anyone all day. I sent everyone home already and the only thing we have to do is turn off the lights and lock the doors.” Martha sighed. “Go ahead. No use staying open if no one wants to come in and eat. I had hoped to be able to make enough to maybe adopt but now.. Let's swing over to Charlie's place. I'll buy the first round.” Martha wrote out a check and addressed it to Jane before leaving. “That girl deserves more than this but it's all I can afford. Let's go drown our sorrows shall we?” Martha and her partner, Rachelle kissed then locked the doors after leaving the restaurant. They saw numerous cars driven by littles all heading for the bay area and she figured that the littles must have found a new club that caters to them. Martha and Rachelle walked past several empty buildings and after accidentally taking a wrong turn they found Melina's Place. It was packed to capacity with customers. “Rachelle, when did this place open up? I don't recall hearing about it.” “Me neither. Looks busy as hell though. Care to to spy on the competition and grab a snack before going to Charlie's?” Martha was about to pass on the idea until she saw the cute little come from out of the kitchen with several plates of food on a large tray. The little navigated through the crowd with ease and smiled as she did so. The task looked to be impossible to do without tripping but the little simply made her way to the table she was looking for as if she were floating almost. She stayed and chatted a few moments with the customers and then made her way back to the kitchen. Adding insult to injury was Jane behind the main bar serving food to customers at the bar. She looked busy but happy. “Let's go in and order a snack at the bar. I see someone that intrigues me, and not just Jane.” Rachelle smiled and joined Martha as they walked in. A robotic unit at the door told them that there was a 20 minute wait currently but if they would like to have a seat at the bar next door they would be notified of when a seat was available. Charlie's had moved in next door and was looking to be just about as busy. THREE Martha and Rachelle walked into the new bar and were surprised at the size of it and the number of littles sitting at the bar and at various tables. Most littles avoided bars as amazons would sometimes adopt them when they left after having a few too many drinks. It took the two of them a few minutes to get to the bar and to order drinks. Charlie noticed them and gave them a friendly wave. Charlie was an inbetweener who had inherited the bar from his father and turned it around from a dive to a bar that was very popular with numerous everyone in the area. After a few more drinks were handed out to customers he made his way over to the ladies “Martha and the lovely Rachelle! What brings you two to my new watering hole?” Charlie said with a grin as he wiped his hands off on his apron. “We didn't know you moved. When did you move and why?” “I finally decided to move about a month ago. Took three weeks to renovate but it has been a good move for me as you can see. Melina's Place is so busy all the time now and she was always sending me customers looking for a drink and I kept sending her customers looking for a good meal so it works out good for both of us.” Customers come here and have a drink or two while waiting for their table and then when they have an opening the customer heads on over to Melina's Place. You need your car fixed then stop over at Baelorn's garage and let him look it over for you. He's a miracle worker with cars. Got my little scooter running in just one afternoon and is real reasonable on prices as well. While waiting for your car to get repaired stop in and have a drink or grab a quick snack at Melina’s. Customers come over here and wait while he fixes their cars and then after the car is fixed they head back over there. This place is quickly becoming the best place in the city for littles and inbetweeners to hang out. The littles like it here since very few amazons come here. Melina doesn't discriminate though and serves everyone as long as they behave. Have you met her yet? She’s a miracle worker with food and her customers keep coming back for more!” “We did not even know this place existed until tonight. I see she lets her little help her out though. That's actually kind of cute.” Charlie laughed at them both for a minute. “That little is Melina! She owns the entire block! My rent here is cheap as long as long as I send people to her for a meal or let them sit in here while waiting for a table. It works out good for me and for her as well! Our profits are up big time and we never have any issues with anyone wanting to cause problems! He diner is a great place for everyone to eat at! She is one heck of a great chef! Even her cakes are good, but yours are far better. Which reminds me, she wanted to know if you would be interested in setting up a bakery in one of the vacant spaces. She loves your cheese bread and wants to be able to send customers to you for your baked goods. She thinks that you guys opening up a shop here would be a good thing for you.” Before Martha or Rachelle had time to think about the idea they heard a cheer erupt from the patrons near the front and seated at the bar. Charlie turned and looked at his television screens. “Looks like someone challenged Melina to the obstacle course. This should be fun to watch. Melina is undefeated so far but you never know.” All three of them watched as Melina raced an obstacle course against an amazon woman. The course was tough and difficult but Melina made it look easy as she leaped and climbed and ran along it. She climbed the 20 foot wall in seconds then ran along a narrow beam to the finish point several minutes ahead of the amazon lady. The last part of the course was a slide into some foam for a safe landing and Melina slid down it like a surfer on a surfboard. She waited and laughed as the Amazon lady finally made it to the end of the course. She shook hands with the lady then returned to the kitchen. Martha stared in shock at the entire event. “I've never seen anyone that agile before! So what was that all about?” Charlie laughed a moment then commented. “She set the obstacle course up as an attraction for those who wanted to see how good they are at that sort of thing. It’s actually fairly popular and a lot of folks like to try it. If you race her through the course and beat her fairly then your meal is free. You lose, you still pay the normal amount. No one has beaten her yet and she changes the course every week. I told her to add in a bunch of moving obstacles on her side of the maze to make it an even match and she told me has plans for them to be added next week. Should be interesting to see.” “A little that cute should not be risking her life like that. She needs looking after to keep her from hurting herself. Maybe someone should take her in and watch over her so she does not hurt herself.” “Good luck with that. She made a fool out of the last one that tried. Her boyfriend is Baelorn and that is someone you do not want coming after you! No one with any brains pisses him off! He's a damned good mechanic and stronger than any of you folks ever will be. I've seen him lift an engine by himself without a hoist. It's a little spooky to see him when he is not trying to hide his strength. Last week he held up a truck engine out of one of those old viking war trucks with his artificial arm while he used his other one to make adjustments to it's motor mounts before lowering it back down carefully without using an engine hoist” Those two watch over each other and no one is going to force either of them into a nursery and diapers easily. Melina is safe and watched over by more than just Baelorn so it's best to be nice to her and not try to adopt her. Besides, as agile and quick as she is it is next to impossible to grab her.” “I still want to meet her sometime.” Charlie smiled as he knew what she really wanted and felt it would be amusing to see her try to force Melina into diapers and a nursery. “I'll give her your number and she can call you if you like. She is always busy it seems. She never ceases to amaze me with her energy level and her love of cooking. I recommend you try some of her food sometime and then make your own decision from there.” “If there were any tables open I would be tempted but her place is busy tonight it seems.” “That’s normal for her these days.” “She is usually busy this time of night. The best time to try to get a quick seat is around lunch time. It is usually not too terribly busy then.” Martha finished off her drink then thanked Charlie before leaving. Rachelle sighed as she took a last look at Melina who was climbing up a set of shelves to grab something from the top. She found what she was looking for and climbed back down like it was nothing. It almost seemed as if she floated on air the way she moved. “She really does need someone to look after her before she hurts herself. A little like her could get hurt doing that sort of climbing and trying to run a kitchen. I don't know how she can handle the stress and not break down crying let alone manage to stay dry without a diaper. She needs someone to definitely care for her and keep her safe.” Martha smiled and agreed with that idea. “I think we need to find out more about her and about her friend. I think a pair of littles like that definitely need looking after to keep them safe and to help clean them up and change their diapers.” Both of them walked off as Charlie shook his head and sighed. “Some people never learn. Guess I better start making preparations to try to save Martha’s hide again. Melina is going to make her look like an idiot.” “Aye. I'll be more than happy to help too.” Charlie jumped at the sound of Baelorn's voice then joined him in a good laugh about it. “Some people have to be shown the error of their ways the hard way I guess. Before you head back in ask Melina if she wants anything to drink real fast.” Martha opened her place the next day at the normal time and found a line of customers looking for her various breads. As the day went on she was busier than she had been in months and thus unable to figure out how to get Melina into a nursery. Melina managed to hire a few more individuals to help her out as she began spending more time getting into shape for a huge climbing contest coming up in three months. A mountain she had always wanted to climb was now open to climbers by popular demand. With help from Baelorn they erected very difficult artificial rock wall for her to practice climbing when not busy in the kitchen. She wore a safety harness but so far had not needed it as she worked her way up the difficult wall. Every three days she had it changed in random ways to make it so she had to focus on actually climbing it like a real mountain climb. It was a tricky climb but not overly difficult. The final wall was three stories high and set up on one side of the building in plain view of everyone. The climb was tougher than anything she had ever climbed before and it took her nearly an hour to climb the wall and reach the top of it. Her high agility allowed her to make it look like she was almost floating up the side of the wall slowly. But it still took all her concentration and skill to reach the top safely. The real climb would not be nearly as difficult but still good practice. Baelorn's final trick was to make the wall smoother and to have numerous holds harder to reach and numerous ones filled with dust and debris. Since it took her so long to make the climb now she took to wearing the thinnest of the diapers under her clothes so she would not have to worry about stopping to use the restroom. On the last climb she reached the top and then scampered into the kitchen moments later to begin working on a new idea. Baelorn tasted the new drink and was surprised at how good it tasted. "This is the low achohol one. The high end one is almost 190 proof bust still tastes just as good. I'm betting after we age it a few years it will be one hell of a drink we can sell to customers once we get it run through the permits council so it is all legal. I'm still tweaking the recipe a little so it will likely not be ready for a few more weeks yet. Right now, the batches are kept small as I do not need a permit for a small batch under three gallons. I talked with the permits people to make sure it was legal to make small batches of only about a gallon for personal use and to test my recipes and tweak them until I got them right." Martha and Rachelle did research into Melina and found lots of information on her that impressed them both. She graduated top of her class and went straight to culinary school where the teachers praised her food and even offered her a teaching job. She had politely declined the job offer and had gone into business for herself in an area full of restaurants. Most new ones closed inside six months but hers held it's own for three years and was slowly gaining more popularity when she moved to the mainland. Rachelle found another file and gasped in astonishment. "Look at this!" Martha looked at the information on the screen. "That can't be right! It must be a misprint! No little could ever make that treacherous climb that fast. I barely made it up that climb myself a few years ago but about 15 minutes slower than that! Try another site and see what it says about her." Rachelle checked six other sites and they all showed the same information about her. "In school she never complained about being told to wear a diaper to bed or on extended trips. Her lowest grade percentage was 98.7% and she graduated with honors. She is very active in the climbing scene according to this. She holds the world record for ten different climbs around the world! Five of those are on the climbers list as the ten most dangerous climbs in the world! She even admits to having a romantic attraction to Baelorn. Never married and very few boyfriends." That can't be right! Is there another Melina perhaps? If it is her then her hobby is dangerous and she well and truly needs someone to watch over her! Her addiction to climbing is not healthy! That little is going to get hurt! When I get back from the climb in a few weeks I intend to save her from herself even if I have to buy her out! That little needs someone to take care of her. Who's going to change her diapers or give her a bottle when she gets hungry? That poor little baby should be in a nursery, not trying to climb mountains and run a restaraunt! What can you find out about the other little that runs the repair shop?" "Not much. He keeps a very low profile so it may take some time to find much out about him. Let me broaden the search a bit." Three hours later they were both staring at the information they found. If this is the same Baelorn, then he is older than he looks!" Martha sat down next to her and looked at the few pictures they had found on the internet that looked like Baelorn down through the years. "Let me look around at a few more places and see if I can find something more about him. Those records must be about a relative from a long time ago. Give me a few hours to have the computer dig up what it can about him." Rachelle spent the next three hours doing her work with the computer to get into restricted files and not get caught. "That poor little! Look at this Martha! His arm is artificial and so is one of his eyes! He needs someone to save him from getting hurt anymore!" "What happened to him? How did he get so badly hurt?" "I don't know. This is only a picture I found of him when he filed for a business license to open the repair shop he runs currently. It lists him as barely four feet tall but the weight is all wrong. It says here that he weighs 250 pounds! Someone must have hit the wrong numbers. Let me see if there are any medical records on him. They organized all the records from the mainland hospitals about eight years ago into one big database. I can hack it without too much trouble and see what I can find out aout him. If he has been in a hospital on the mainland here, then there will be a record of it. There has to be a record of it! You can't exactly just install a fake eye and build a fake arm overnight and without surgery! Even our current technology is not that good!" "There are maybe three hospitals that can do that kind of work so search everything and let me know what you find!" Melina made it to the top of the climb and smiled. It had taken her just under 20 minutes to make the climb and Baelorn had made the wall super tough to climb this time with handholds that were filled with dust, pebbles and a few that crumbled under weight. This wall was not as bad as the last one where the handholds were almost non existent and hard to reach. Three amazoons had tried their luck with the current wall and only one had made the climb. It had taken that one almost an hour and he admitted it was very realistic and good practice for any experienced climber. The man shook Melina's hand and got an autograph from her. "I've seen your records for various climbs and after the way you train I can see why you do so well in those climbs. I have been climbing for years and that is the most realistic climbing wall I've ever climbed. Any chance I can get your boyfriend to make me a wall like this one?" Melina smiled. He's not my boyfriend, yet. As for the wall, you have to ask him when he comes up for air. He's working on an old vintage car for a customer right now." While the man went to talk to Baelorn, Melina took advantage of the time to go change out of the wet diaper she had on. The climb had required all of her concentration and the big climb was going to be long with no way to stop to use a toilet so she planned to wear a diaper on the climb. Since she was going to be climbing with a diaper on she used one while practicing. The fact that she liked wearing them was an added bonus for her as well. It may be a bit strange, but in all honesty she preferred a diaper to panties most of the time and especially when climbing a long and difficiult climb. I took off the wet diaper and wiped up with some wet wipes from a small plastic resealable bag I had in my pocket. I was tempted to put on another diaper but there were things I needed to get done and the diaper would be too much of a pleasant distraction. I sighed and once out of the bathroom I made my way to the kitchen to begin getting everything ready for the morning. I passed the garage and saw baelorn arguing with his mechanical arm. It's funny to hear him mad at it sometimes. He was about to throw it across the room so I calmly walked over to him and put my arms around him. "Calm down my friend. Throwing it wont help anything and you will need it so why not take a break for a minute and tell me what needs to be done to fix it this time. I have a lot smaller hands than you do and mine are not covered in gunk from fixing cars all morning." Baelorn let out a his breath and his shoulders sagged a bit for a moment as I massaged his back and sore shoulder. "You are a miracle worker with those magic fingers of yours. Thank you. The stupid feedback and control circuit needs replacing but no parts here for it. It can be adjusted to offset the pain it keeps giving me today, but I guess maybe I need a break from the shop so I can cool off and think straight before I toss this thing into the nearest recycling bin." I smiled as I worked wonders on getting his tense muscles to relax. "I wont try to coax you into my bed, but perhaps some of that hot cinamon drink I make will help you relax a bit." He smiled and reached up to hug me as best he could with one hand. "You are too damned good to a sour old fart like me. So why haven't you ever gotten married to someone?" That was an easy question for me to answer. I laughed as I pulled him to his feet and kissed him on the cheek. "Because you keep saying no. No one else is good enough so there! Besides, you chase all the rest off with a roar and a well placed heavy piece of an engine thrown at high speed." "That last one only wanted to get you to have sex with him! He desrved to be chased off!" "You keep this up and I'll die a virgin!" He laughed at this and joined me for a cup of hot cider with cinamon in it. I also added a shot of whiskey to it as it heated up so the flavor was there, but almost no achohol. While he sat and relaxed I made his cider the way he loves it every time. When he finished his cider he stretched in the chair and a few minutes later was sound asleep. I smiled and reclined it all the way back then took the tiniest screw drivers I cold find and adjusted his mechanical limb the best I could. I'd seen him do it so many times that I knew what to do. When I finally finished an hour later I set the arm down next to him and covered him with a blanket. I couldn't help but smile at how cute he looked when he was asleep like this. Whatever dream he was having must be a good one because he was very arroused. It was tempting to take advantage but I wont do that to him. It would satisfy my craving for a while but ruin a friendship and likely kill any chance of getting him as a life partner. I settled for kissing him gently on the cheek then returning to work on a few soups and a stew that needed some tweaking yet. It was close to midnight when the stew was finally finished perfectly and ready to be served in the morning when I opened for business. I had all five of my cakes finished and frosted and the pies were cooling. Everything was as close to perfect as I could get it for opening. I stretched and yawned then went to wake up Baelorn. He had been working for almost 72 hours straight with no sleep so it was no wonder he was so tired. He woke up and grabbed me roughly then pulled me into his laps before kissing me passionately. I melted into the kiss and enjoyed it. When he broke off the kiss I smiled and sighed as he came awake fully. "If you do that to me every time I wake you I promise to not argue or try to resist." He blushed when he realized he had just kissed me passionately. "Sorry about that. A very interesting dream to say the least." "Come on grumpy. Try the arm and tell me if I got it right. He looked at it then sighed and attached it to the socket it hooked into. He moved it and flexed everything for a few moments. "how did you get it to stop aching? It always argues and hurts!" "I cleaned it then cleaned the socket as well. You had some bad carbon build up in there. I also let you sleep for several hours as well. You needed it. Now what do I get in return?" He smiled and grabbed me then kissed me. We made our way up to my loft and into my bed in record time. I had him out of his clothes and inside me within five minutes. He was rough and forceful at first but I needed just exactly that from him. We spent half the night making a mess of the sheets. I loved it and wanted more. With him in my arms everything else ceased to matter to me. When I woke up he was gone and my bed was empty. The diaper between my legs was wet and my hand was still down inside it from pleasuring myself. It had been a dream and nothing more, damn the luck. I got my rocks off one more time then got up and went to the shower. I changed out of the diaper then clenaed up before getting dressed for the day. One of these days I am going to drag him to my bed and rape him! Just as soon as amazons stop wanting to adopt littles! I worked my tail off in the kitchen most the morning as we were packed with customers all morning wanting something to eat. I had two other chefs show up and so I invited them to come on into the kitchen and watch me work so they could know for certain I was not ordering premade stuff and serving it then claiming it to be made by me from scratch. Despite their being almost eleven feet tall they were impressed by how well I moved around my kitchen and with all the modifications I had Baelorn make so I could easily get heavy things lifted by myself and reach the things I needed. After watching me for several hours they tried random items off my menue and watched as I prepared them personally. The first one ordered a steak medium well and the second one wanted to try my stew I'd had slow simmering all morning in preperation for lunch. Both of them loved the food I served them and were frustrated when I wouldn't give them my recipes. They specialize in primarily cooking wild game and had heard about my place. They wanted to see it for themselves to see if a little really did run the place. They also wanted to see what made it so popular with all the locals as well. I got their addresses and sent customers their way looking to get their wild game prepared and cooked while continuing to send customers looking for great breads and sweet treats to Martha. I believed in helping everyone out and it in turn got me more customers as they would send me customers looking for a good sized meal to me. Charlie had his bar next door and was doing great with the overflow of customers waiting for a table. Baelorn fixed up everything they brought to him and the customers would usually stop in for a snack or go over to Charlie’s for a drink while waiting. My climbing wall was a hit with the numerous climbers wanting to try it out. Everything was going great for us. I spent at least three hours a day preparing for the big climb coming up in just three more weeks. Twice Martha has offered to buy me out and keep me on as her personal assistant. That would mean I'd be in diapers in her nursery drinking from a bottle and dressed like a baby. No thank you. I love the diapers, but on my terms. Both offers were fair offers but I have no desire to sell out. Baelorn sent one amazon tumbling into the street after she showed up with diapers, bottles, and baby clothes then tried to forcefully adopt us both. I made a fool out of her by climbing the practice wall in record time as she struggled to catch me. Baelorn found her diaper bag and looked into it then used it to knock her down. The bag hit her in the head hard and smacked her head into the climbing wall hard enough to daze her. She slid down the wall and Baelorn let her stumble and roll into the street before he walked over and knocked her out. Charlie laughed about it and helped us strip her naked and dress her again. We had a large supply of amazon sized diapers made for elderly amazons with control issues and so we put her in one then dressed her in the baby clothing we had made for the occasions like this. We locked her hands into some gloves with no fingers so she could not remove her diaper by herself. I put three suppositories in her and a diuretic in her bottle of juice before we dropped her off outside a well known day care for littles across the town. We waited around and filmed the robot nanny finding her and dragging her into the nursery to be changed out of a very wet and messy diaper while she tried to scream and protest through the pacifier we had secured in place so she could not be understood. She managed to escape three days later and we all laughed our asses off as Baelorn posted the video on the local computer network that anyone in the city could get access to for free. The video was always popular and the police never did anything to us as the amazons were embarrassed too much to admit that a pair of littles had outwitted them and made them look like babies then put them in a nursery for a few days of full time treatment. Our videos were popular with littles all over the city. I wonder why. Martha stopped by two more times and talked with her former helper and tried to hire her back. Jane considered it and stayed with us as we paid better and on time. Martha was frustrated and tried to convince me that a little running a busy place like this and climbing on everything was going to get hurt. “You should catch the show tonight, I do a pole dance every Friday night and get loads of tips. At the end of the night I take a lucky guy for a night of fun in the sheets. Last one was great and left me walking bowlegged for a few days! I loved it!” Martha's head whipped around so fast she must have almost gotten whiplash. “What?!” I started laughing at having caught her off guard. Some people are just too much fun to tease and I can’t resist! “You need a spanking for that fib little girl!” She reached out for me and grabbed air instead of me. She finally caught up to me ten minutes later and tried one more time to grab me but again barely missed as I dive rolled off the bar and between her legs while laughing about it. She turned and stopped trying to catch me. “One of these days little girl you will get hurt and I'll be there.” “Maybe, but hopefully, as a friend and not as a mommy looking to adopt me as a baby.” Before she could reply I vanished into the shadows and was gone. I have numerous places in my establishment well concealed from casual observers that allow me to climb up quickly and vanish into the shadows in the beams above the lights. With the lights shining down it makes nearly impossible to see up into the darkness without being blinded by the lights. I watched her from up there and laughed silently as she looked around in astonishment at having lost me so fast. Rachelle looked up and spotted me then merely smiled at me and winked but said nothing. I liked her as she was calm and level headed about things. Rachelle was also head over heels in love with Martha, but Martha was too caught up with trying to adopt me to notice it. I felt sorry for her and knew how hard it is to be so close to someone you love but can't have. I did not see her again until the day of the climbing competition. I showed up with all my climbing gear and shocked several Amazons who thought I was carrying the gear for a mommy somewhere. I had chosen a thin but highly absorbent diaper for the climb. They were shocked when I put on my climbing gear and made ready to start my ascent after being given a starting point. This climb was rated as a 9.5 out of ten for difficulty and the record had been set 50 years ago by an amazon at 15 hours and 25 minutes. I felt certain I could beat the record. Martha walked up and picked me up and tried to hug me. I surprised her by doing a back flip out of her arms and landing perfectly. Several onlookers laughed and a number of amazons stared in shock at having seen me do the seemingly impossible. Very few littles can do that kind of a stunt and even fewer can do it with ease. Martha glared at me until Rachelle came over and made her double check all her gear. I stopped in a portable toilet and made sure my diaper was on tight and the tapes were not going to slip then got changed into my climbing suit. It did nothing to hide the diaper I had on but it was not considered unusual by most people for a little to be wearing a diaper. My entry into the contest was a surprise to most of them though. When it was announced that I was the one who held the world record for the fastest times of the five most dangerous climbs it surprised most everyone even more. When we were given the start signal I started to climb slowly and let several of the amazons go up the wall fast as they could. Fifteen minutes later two of them fell and had to be taken to the hospital. Still I climbed carefully and took nothing for granted in my climb. I chose a route that gave me the best chance of getting to the top with the fewest problems. An hour into the climb three more were forced out of the climb with one falling to her death thanks to someone having sabotaged her gear. Her rope snapped when she slipped and her safety gear failed to work as well so she fell almost 200 feet to her death. Another one stopped and signaled for help when her climbing powder suddenly starting burning her hands. The last one slipped and hit the cliff hard enough to break his arm. I continued to climb and spotted Martha not far above me trying to grab a bad hold to get further up the wall in a fast hurry. She reached and was straining. I put a clip on her rope and secured it into a crack in the cliff wall to prevent her from falling far if she fell. I moved further up the wall with ease and heard a snap as rock just above me shattered from something hitting it hard and destroying my next hand hold. I ignored it and grabbed a different one then continued on as this happened twice more. I stopped climbing at this point and used my radio. “I have a sniper. Five shots so far. Get him or I'm coming down and shoving the rifle up his ass sideways!” I reached up for a handhold and it disintegrated before I could reach it. I found a riskier hold and continued up. Martha was right above me and making poor progress thanks to not paying attention to her route and having gone up a bad section. She finally started moving again and screamed in anger when a bullet almost hit her left hand. She reached for another hold and started to finally make progress again. No more shots were fired so it was my guess they caught the bastard. I soon passed by Martha and began to work on making good time in my climb without taking dangerous risks. When I looked again Martha was quite a ways below me but still working her way up the cliff. My size worked in my favor in a lot of places as hand holds too small for her were not too small for me. Five times during the climb I used my diaper and was glad I had one on. Ten hours later it was just Martha and I left in the climb. All the time I had spent climbing the practice wall had payed off for me. This was easier than the practice wall. At ten hours and 58 minutes the top was in sight. An hour later I made it up to the top with Martha still a good 100 feet below me. My arms and legs ached from the climb. My diaper was soaked so I was glad to get to the top and find that Baelorn had sent a spare diaper up in the helicopter for me as a joke. I grabbed it and changed out of sight of the crew and felt better after that. Martha made it to the top an hour after I had and was exhausted. She sat down and relaxed a few minutes then got up and came over to me. “You are crazy and are going to get hurt one day doing this. How you managed to do it is beyond me. You know you just set a new world record on this climb?” I was too tired to argue when she grabbed and pulled me to her then checked my diaper for me. “I already changed. You can't expect me to wear a wet diaper all day. I'm not going to risk getting a rash. Now get your hands off of me before I throw you over the edge. I'm not your baby and the diaper was so I did not have to worry about having to pee while I climbed. I'll be changing back into panties when I get to the motel tonight. While I have you here, we need to talk about Rachelle. You are being mean and cruel to her! She is a hell of a nice person and head over heels in love with you! It's time you stopped thinking about adopting me and putting me in a nursery and started looking at what's right in front of you before it's too late! When we get back down you need to sit down and decide how things are going to be between you two! No more stringing her along like you have been!” I jumped out of her arms and then walked over to the helicopter and climbed inside to wait for her. When we got to the bottom we were swamped by reporters. There was a sniper and he was now in custody thanks to a group of littles catching him and stopping him. I had just set a world record again and this one would be hard as ever to top. My official time was eleven hours and 57 minutes. Interviews took another three hours along with signing autographs for fans and shaking hands with others. Two amazon women tried to grab me but Baelorn stopped them easily by breaking an arm on one and a wrist on the other. Most folks underestimate his strength and that is good for me. It was almost ten at night when we arrived back at the motel to find they had screwed up on the rooms and Baelorn would have to share a room and bed with me. I had no objections to that. Baelorn surprised me by kissing me when we got in the room and then slowly stripping me down to just my diaper. A few minutes later I was no longer tired and he was busy making me moan in pleasure. It was a wonderful night with him making love to me for the first time and doing everything just right. When we finished he even put a fresh diaper on me. He had somehow found my stash and chosen the thickest diaper he could find for me to wear to bed. I loved him for that. END THREE FOUR Baelorn rolled over and looked at me with some measure of surprise in his eyes. Finally he sighed and pulled me closer to him. “I give up trying to keep my distance from you. I can't pretend I don't care about you. Seeing you make that climb and almost get shot by some deranged fool made me realize how much I do want you in my life. I'll have to get used to changing you I guess, but it's a small price to pay and besides, you look cute in diapers.” “How did you find out about the diapers?” Simple, I found them one day when you sent me to your room after some recipes you left on your night stand. You left the cabinet where you keep the diapers open. Two of the bags were half full and I saw a wet one in the trash can. I know you and have for several years so it was easy for me to put the pieces together. The last time I went to your room to wake you up I noticed the diaper you had on under your nightshirt. You like to wear them and use them, but on your terms and not anyone else's terms I bet.” “Yes. Found them when I explored the place after buying it and kept them. I had not worn a diaper since going to school here on the mainland and I actually missed it a bit. I like wearing one when I climb the long climbs like this last one. No place to exactly stop and go pee when you are climbing up the side of a mountain.” The two of us left the room a few hours later and once down in the lobby we were swarmed by reporters who had gotten wind of the attack on the climbers by a person with a sniper rifle. Baelorn laughed as I talked about the climb and the near misses. One reporter asked me if I was still wearing a diaper. “Nope. Wear them during my long climbs though. Can't exactly stop and ask for privacy to pull your britches down and take care of business. No restrooms up on that mountain or on any of them so I wear a diaper on the long climbs.” The reporters laughed about that one and then one more asked a ridiculous question. “Are you a lesbian and is Martha actually your mommy?” I laughed at that one. “I'm straight and spent last night proving it to the man I have had a crush on for years. I am no one's baby and not looking to be one either. When not climbing and being shot at by deranged snipers I actually own and run a restaurant on the west coast. If you're ever in the big city of Novar then stop by Melina's place and have a meal. Need a place to get a good drink then check out the bar my neighbor, Charlie runs. If your car breaks down then my better half here can likely fix it for you.” I grabbed Baelorn and pulled him next to me and then kissed him. He slid an arm around my waist and I sighed in contentment. We spent another hour answering questions and signing auto graphs before finally escaping to catch the flight back home. We set next to each other and ignored the number of amazons that stared at us as we made it no secret we were a couple. The stewardess stopped by and asked if I or Baelorn needed to have our diapers changed yet. “Neither of us are diapered and we don't need them either. “Oh dear! Can't have that! Don't want you wetting your seats! She grabbed me and carried me to a changing table at the back of the cabin. She had a very good grip on me and there was no way I could get away unless she let go of me. I was lifted onto the fold down changing table and then strapped down tightly to prevent my escaping. The lady reached down into a cabinet and pulled out a super thick diaper and the unfolded it halfway before grabbing my ankles and lifting me up far enough to slide the diaper under me. She sprinkled a little baby powder on me then pulled the front of the diaper into place between my legs and taped it shut snugly. She made sure it fit perfectly and was not too tight but it was still a bit frustrating to have her do that to me without my permision. The diaper was so ridiculously thick I had to almost crawl back to my seat where Baelorn handed me a pamphlet on airline rules as he walked calmly back to the changing table. They did indeed have a policy about all littles being diapered during all flights. Diapers were provided as a service of the airline at no charge and they even listed the brand name. The lady was in for a surprise as she reached down to lift Baelorn. Not being from here, his body mass is super dense and he is very heavy for his size. He weighs in at almost 250 pounds and the lady was having trouble lifting him. She finally got him on the table and strapped down when Baelorn decided to be a joker and handed her his cybernetic arm. “Could you hold this for me for a minute? I just need to tweak a setting real fast. The lady about freaked when she was handed the artificial arm. I had a hard time not laughing. Baelorn adjusted something in the socket and then breathed a sight of relief and reached for the arm the lady was looking at in astonishment. He twisted it then pushed and twisted it again until it hooked correctly into place and he could move it again. The lady was shaken but determined to do her job of putting him in a diaper. Still, it was funny to see her getting pranked like this and I had to bite my lip to avoid laughing out loud at her. Baelorn removed the patch covering his artificial eye as the lady looked at him and tried to smile. She stopped and stared again at him as he wiped the dust off the patch then put it into his left pocket. “Sorry. Patch itches after a while and I see better with both eyes than with one. When she finally got moving again she pulled his pants down and off of him then retrieved a thick diaper like the one she had put me in. It took a lot of effort for me to not laugh as she had trouble lifting him up and getting the diaper under him due to his weight and the fact she was fairly petite for an Amazon. She finally got the diaper on him and lifted him to the floor. He had to waddle heavily thanks to the thick diaper he had on but it was worth it to see the lady struggle to lift him and then try to keep her composure as he he pulled his best pranks on her. I actually liked the diaper I had on and let loose in it several times as Baelorn and I talked about the climb I had just made. A few minutes before we were due for final approach the stewardess returned to change us out of our diapers. I went first and she smiled at me. “Is your mommy or daddy going to meet you when you land honey?” “No. I'm not adopted and don't even think of trying unless you want to piss off Baelorn.” That stopped her plans for adopting me and him real fast. She removed the diaper and saw how wet it was then smiled as she pulled out a thin diaper and proceeded to put it on me. “Can't have you walking around in a wet diaper now can we?” I tried to say something but she put the pacifier in my mouth. Keep the pacifier honey. It's free with every flight.” the temptation to take the pacifier out and shove it up her hind was almost too much to resist. I hate arrogant Amazons. she struggled to lift Baelorn up again and once on the changing table as he grunted and pushed out a huge mess into the diaper he had on. I could smell it from way over where I was seated at and felt sorry for her having to clean up that mess. She turned on a vent fan above the table and that helped with the smell. Still, She looked about ready to loose her lunch from the smell and I actually laughed a little. It took her a few minutes to get him cleaned up and to dispose of the messy diaper. She returned and was going to put him into a thin diaper when he spoke up. “The flight is ten minutes from being over so don't even try it unless you want to find out how strong I really am.” “We cant let you run around without a diaper on now can we? You don't want to make a mess on everything now do you?” Baelorn reached up and tore the restraining strap in half easily. “You know how strong that strap was! To me it was nothing! No fucking diaper! Hand me my pants back before I get real mad and toss you out the door head first.” The lady handed him his pants back and let him get them on and then hop off the table. He made an audible thump as he landed on the floor and there was an actual dent in the floor where he had landed after hopping off the changing table that groaned under his weight. I had a hard time not laughing at the lady as he pulled my jeans on. When we finally landed 15 minutes later I think the lady was glad to see us leave the aircraft. Baelorn swatted her on the ass as we walked past her. “By the way, nice tits and nice ass! If you ever want to get into three way give me a call. I'm in the phone book under the name Baelorn.” She actually turned pale and looked a bit spooked at the idea. I almost lost it and started laughing right then and there. When we walked into the airport I started laughing and so did Baelorn. It took us a good ten minutes to catch our breath and stop laughing at the lady. “I bet she starts looking for a different airline to fly with now to avoid this city and running into us again.” Baelorn feigned innocence. “I wonder why?” We both started laughing again for a few minutes as I told him the action from my point of view. IT was worth it to see the looks the lady had when Baelorn got even with her for forcing me into a diaper against my will. We both finally calmed down and called a cab to take us home. We decided to play fair and let him know we were littles so he would be able to accommodate us. We were told that there was a 45 minute wait but that was fine with us. The flight attendant came off the plane and We smiled at her as she passed by us and Baelorn even winked at her which caused her to walk even faster for some strange reason. We both laughed at the look of fear and desperation on her face as she all but ran from us. I yawned and Baelorn let me lean against him and lay my head on his shoulder. He woke me what felt like seconds later as the cab arrived for us. I stretched and yawned then joined him in a walk to the cab. The driver was polite to us and had booster seats ready for us. “Is there anyone meeting you or any other things I should now about?” “Nope. Just coming home from the big climbing event at mount Aranda. It was a good event and a very hard climb to make.” The man smiled at us as he helped us into our seats. “I heard they had a sniper there.” “Unfortunately. Made the climb worse.” He finally got Baelorn strapped in then started on me. “Heard a little won the event and set a new world record as well.” “So I hear.” “That would be cool to to see the view from that summit.” I smiled. “It's a wonderful view after a very dangerous and hard climb. If you like dangerous climbs then give it a try. Who knows, you might even be faster than me. It took me eleven hours and 57 minutes to reach the top.” Once up there the view is incredible if you are not too tired from the climb to enjoy it.” Definitely the second hardest climb I’ve ever done not including the sniper. It took the guy a few minutes to figure out that I was the one who not only made the climb but set the new record. “You're Melina?” “All my life!” We talked and compared notes on our favorite climbs all the way back home. Once we reached the building he helped us out then asked for a picture of me standing next to him to prove he had actually met me. I liked this guy. He was polite and loved climbing as much as I do. He got down on one knee and I jumped up onto one of his shoulders and smiled as Baelorn took the picture for the guy. He thanked us for the picture and helped us unload everything out of the trunk before accepting his fee and heading off into the city for his next fare. For an Amazon, he was a nice guy. Melina smiled and then turned to face Baelorn. So how do we handle this now? Do you move in with me or do I move in with you or was it just a one night stand?” Baelorn smiled gently at her. “Definitely not a one night stand. I have wanted you since I met you but you know why I was afraid to get close. Now I say we get some time in bed since it's been a long day and tomorrow we have to figure out how to join our living spaces into one space. I'm in need of something only you can provide me with so I think that for tonight and for as long as you'll have me I want you in my arms.” Melina smiled and kissed Baelorn as the two of them left a trail of clothes behind on their way to her loft. Baelorn spent the next several hours making Melina cry out in pleasure before he himself was finally spent. He smiled and kissed Melina before putting her in a thick diaper for the night time. She smiled and sighed before they both drifted off to sleep. The two of them woke up as the sun shined through the windows and someone was climbing the stairs carefully. Baelorn looked as the Amazon came into the room and stood up again. “Nice place you two have here.” “Martha? What the hell do you think your doing here? This is our home! You can't just come barging in like this!” “Normally you wold be right, but I know that you both need someone to take care of you. Baelorn has already lost an eye and an arm. Melina, you keep trying to do dangerous things that are going to get you hurt yet. You climb very high cliffs, you work in a kitchen designed mainly for us bigger folks, and you keep trying to climb things that should not be climbed. One of these days you will fall and get hurt. I have brought this to the attention of some folks who have looked into these claims and agree with me. I've signed all the paperwork and have legally adopted you both. I have a nice comfy nursery all ready for you two. There are lots of toys to play with and no need to worry about falling off the big bad potty since you will both be in diapers. You will not have to worry about getting indigestion as I have taken care to order the best formula on the market and have plenty of bottles for you drink from. I bought some nice new clothes for you so you need not worry about what to wear. I promise to be a good mommy to you both. You’re just going to love the new nursery I had built for you two as well!” Baelorn no longer cared that he was nude and got out of the bed. He made it perhaps four feet when a dart hit him. He was out cold a moment later as Melina screamed and jumped from the bed to go see to him. “Baelorn!” she did not care about the diaper she had on or who saw it. She cared only about Baelorn. Martha stood with a dart gun in her hand and smiled. Martha raised the gun and pointed it at Melina. “When you wake up you'll thank me. Cute diaper you have on. I like it.” “Why? Why do this to us?” “Because I can. I talked it over with my wife and she helped me plan this little reunion. Don't worry, I'll send someone over to round up all of your diapers and bring them to your nursery. I'll of course take over the restaurant and with this prime location I will make a fortune. You are so going to love the nursery. Night night.” Martha pulled the trigger and Melina blacked out. Melina sat up instantly in bed breathing hard. Baelorn sat up next to her and wrapped his good arm around her. “Bad dream?” “Horrible dream is more like it. Thank goodness it was just a dream!” Melina calmed down and told Baelorn all about the dream she had and about her fears of something like that happening to her. “That dream was so realistic I even soaked my diaper.” Baelorn chuckled a moment. “Good thing you had one on then. Well, it's almost 5:00 in the morning. Shall we get up and get started on getting everything ready to go for the day?” Melina smiled a moment then rolled over on top of Baelorn. “I have something more enjoyable in mind to help me forget the dream. Think you can help me forget it?” Baelorn smiled and together they spent a most pleasurable two hours making love before finally getting up for the day. Baelorn went to his room and grabbed clean clothes and then got started on the first vehicle repair of the day while Melina began getting everything ready for her noon opening time. Melina had her stew simmering nicely as she baked two cakes and got started on getting a few other items ready as well. In her smaller oven she had four sheet pans of cinnamon rolls she had made from scratch and wanted to see how they went over with her customers. Baelorn was elbow deep in the engine compartment of a car that had stopped running and the owner did not know why. After three hours of cussing at the car he finally got it running again. Five minutes later it shut down again and refused to start again no matter how much he cussed at it. A check of the engine showed nothing wrong so he went inside the vehicle and checked the computer only to find that someone had hooked it up wrong and as a result had blown half of it's functions out. It would have to be replaced. Baelorn phoned the owner and gave him the bad news about his car and was told to go ahead and find out if a new computer could be found at a reasonable price. Baelorn was quickly gaining a reputation as a miracle worker with vehicles which in turn brought him more customers. It took some people time to get over the fact he was a little but after he worked on their cars they got over that real fast. A lot of amazons would not bother trying to find the real problem and would just patch it to make it work for a little while then would do so again when it was brought in again a few months later. Baelorn would find out what the cause of the issue was and fix the cause and then tell the customer the truth. The bar opened up next door and Martha once again stopped in for a drink with Rachelle who was now wearing a diamond engagement ring. She was surprised when a plate of fresh cinnamon rolls was delivered to her. Jane smiled as she saw the ring on Rachelle's finger. “About time you did the right thing! Congratulations to both of you! These are from Melina. She is handing out samples for free tonight to customers and wants feedback on how they taste. She especially wants your input on them since you bake more bread products than she does.” Martha tried one and stopped after the first bite. “This is good! Really Good! Tell her she has a winner with these! I'm jealous now! I want her recipe! Jane laughed and told her she'd pass on the message. Rachelle all but inhaled her three rolls and smiled when she had them finished. “Those are good! That little woman is a miracle worker with food!” Jane came back a few minutes later with a note from Baelorn this time. “I want official witnesses to what I'm about to do. Pray for me that she says yes.” Martha's eyes went wide when she read the note and then showed it to Rachelle. “He's finally going to pop the question to her! About time to! Lets go watch the fun shall we!” It took the two of them about ten minutes to get through the mixed crowd carefully to where they could see. Baelorn had Melina paged out of her kitchen lair to meet with some inspector or something according to Jane. Melina came out expecting to have to give a full tour and explanation to another inspector and was not expecting what came next. Melina came out of the kitchen and saw no inspector but instead saw Baelorn dressed up nicely for once and got curious what was up. He got down on one knee in front of her and held up a ring box to her. “Melina, will you marry me?” Melina blushed and wiped tears from her eyes as she took the ring and slid it onto her finger then grabbed him and kissed him before she finally said yes. Everyone that knew them felt it was a long overdue proposal. It had been four months since they came home from the climb as a couple and everyone figured it was only a mater of time. Everyone applauded the two of them. It was a night no one would soon forget as the two of them went next door and danced three slow dances together on the dance floor before she finally returned to the kitchen for three more hours before closing time finally came around. They closed up the restaurant together and let the cleaner bots pick up the mess for a change as they went up to Melina's larger loft room to make a mess out of the sheets for a few hours. The next morning found them still in bed together and happy. The alarm woke them up in time to get started on the business of the day. Melina smiled and kissed Baelorn happily. “So just how long have you been planning all of this?” “Took me about three months to work up the courage and then I decided to see if you still wanted me so after the climb I sprung my trap.” Melina smiled and kissed him as her night time diaper crinkled loudly. Baelorn patted her diapered rear end and she sighed in contentment then promptly flooded it. The act of flooding her diaper sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. Baelorn smiled as he watched her. “One of these days I'll have to put you in a diaper as well, honey.” “Knowing you I'd end up with it on inside out or some other crazy thing.” Melina laughed. “You mean it doesn't go on the head? Oops! My bad!” She laughed again and he silenced her with a kiss which she melted into. “So when do we do the deed of getting hitched?” Baelorn laid next to her smiling. “How about we try for sometime in late spring. That will give us time to get everything set up and ready for a honeymoon to somewhere.” They set the date for late spring and then got out of bed to start another day of work before they realized it was their one day of the week they did not open so they would have one day of downtime. A nice clothing shop had moved in across the street and a movie theater was renovating another building next door. On the other side of the clothing shop was a small pizza place that had just opened it's doors after seeing how much traffic this area was getting now. Baelorn smiled knowing that Melina had started something good here. Her restaurant and his car shop brought folks into the area. Charley moved his bar in next door and that helped even more. Now two more places were opening in this once run down area. Martha and Rachelle had finally stopped trying to adopt the two of them and now considered them as friends instead of as just littles needing to be adopted. Their sales had increased thanks to Melina sending them customers looking for baked goods such as specialty cakes and rolls and various types of breads and muffins. Their baked goods were well liked by a lot of people who had been reffered by Baelorn and Melina. Martha and Rachelle were just coming out of the clothes shop when they saw the two of them crossing the street. They were holding hands and smiling as they looked before crossing the roadway. Martha was about to wave at them when a driver came around a corner without bothering to stop for a stop sign and going too fast for safety. “Look out!” The shout from Martha came too late to help. Melina screamed as she and Baelorn tried to move out of the way at the last instant but the car was going too fast. There was not time to avoid the impact as Baelorn tried to shield Melina. The car hit them both and in an instant they were rolled over by the car as the driver kept going without slowing until he crashed his car into a pole three blocks down the road. Martha dropped what she had been carrying and ran out to see if the two had survived by some miracle but feared the worst. Rachelle was already on the phone to the emergency services as Martha checked on their two little friends. Both of them were in bad shape but alive as Rachelle called for an emergency vehicle while she went down and inspected the crashed car. The driver got out and staggered a bit for a moment as he tried to walk off. The stench of cheap beer could be smelled on his breath and two syringes fell out of his pocket as he looked back to see the crumpled forms of Melina and Baelorn laying in the street bleeding. The man was not only drunk but was also under the influence of some other illegal drugs as well. The man laughed at what he saw and then tried to stagger off. Rachelle lost her temper. “Fucking bastard!” Her punch hit him and dropped him to the pavement out cold. The police and ambulance crews arrived a few minutes later as several others in the area gathered around to see what was happening. The ambulance crew was shocked to see the pair of littles laying in the street and barely alive against all odds. The paramedics stabilized the two of them for the trip to the hospital and were surprised to see that neither of them were diapered like so many others were. “Control, this is medic one. I have three victims of a hit and run outside of Melina's Restaurant. The first two are littles. The third is the driver of the car. Vital signs to follow.” The paramedics were surprised yet again with not only the fact that Baelorn had an artificial limb but an artificial eye as well. Melina was put on a back board and carefully lifted into the ambulance easily enough. Baelorn was heavier than either of them had expected and it took a bit of extra effort to move him carefully onto a backboard and ready him for transport as well. “Medical center one, this is med one. Be advised that one of the two littles has a cybernetic eye and a cybernetic arm as well. Dog tags list him as an outsider with special medical code Alpha one.” “Understood medic one. Transport as soon they are stabilized. We will have everything ready when you get here.” “Understood. ETA is 15 minutes.” Martha watched in horror as they loaded the two into the ambulance and left the scene at high speed. The driver of the vehicle had minor bruises and a minor concussion from being knocked out. He was sent to the medical center in handcuffs for evaluation before being sent to jail. Martha and Rachelle had to give a statement to the officers present. The officers had no issues with Rachelle punching the driver for laughing about the whole mess and one even said it was too bad he lived. Martha and Rachelle got to the medical center a few minutes after they had taken Melina and Baelorn into emergency surgery. Martha paced the floor nervously along with Rachelle as they waited for news. It was a long and eternal wait of two hours before a doctor came out to talk to them. “I'm doctor Mathis. Are you the mothers of the two littles we brought in?” Without hesitation Martha said yes. “They are both in critical but stable condition right now. We had to stop a lot of internal bleeding in both of them. Melina was fairly easy to patch up but Baelorn was a different story. We have what he calls air being pumped to him through an oxygen mask now and he is responding better to it than to oxygen. How old is he?” “Last he told me was 420 roughly. He's not one of us. From what I could find out he crashed here about 95 or so years ago. I have records of it all compiled if that helps you.” “In this case it will help very much. Going through archives is a real chore.” Martha pulled out a tablet and began downloading all the information onto a flash drive for the doctor. The doctor took the drive and copied the data on it then handed it back to her. “Thank you. It will be a several hours before they wake up. By tomorrow morning they should be awake enough for short visits.” For now we have them both in night time diapers and in recovery. Come by tomorrow and we will have more information for you. Right now it’s touch and go. Outsiders such Baelorn can be real problems when they get injured. Different anatomy is the biggest one. END FOUR FIVE Melina woke up several days later feeling like she’d had had a brick wall fall on her. It took a few minutes for her eyes to focus and for her to collect her thoughts. Every part of her hurt and she could barely move she hurt so much. She had a cast on her right arm and another one on her right leg. She could feel stitches all over her back and along her left arm. She carefully felt around the left side of her head that hurt and felt stitches above the left eye. She felt the thickness between her legs and knew without a doubt she had been put into a diaper by someone. It was hard to think with her head pounding and the light hurting her eyes. A few minutes of searching found a call button just barely within reach. She had just pushed the button when her bladder let loose and soaked the diaper she had on. Typical for hospital diapers, it leaked which made her more uncomfortable. Baelorn was a mess and the surgeons played hell patching him up again. His internal anatomy was way different than any they had ever seen before. His bone structure was denser than any they had seen before and a lot tougher as well. The socket his artificial arm fit into was so far advanced that they had no way of knowing if it was working right or not. The artificial eye was the same way so they left both of these alone while they set about stitching him back together again. He had broken his natural arm in three places and his left leg was badly torn up as well. The muscles on his body were obviously denser and far more powerful than normal. Once they finally got everything figured out they set about putting him back together. Keeping him breathing was tough as he was having trouble breathing the oxygen he was on until someone finally managed to get the gas mix right. Once it matched the air from his home world he stabilized nicely and began healing a lot faster than any little they'd ever seen. His surgery took 29 hours due to his alien body being so different than what they expected to find. The gas he breathed stank badly but oddly enough it worked to help him breathe easier. It was laced with ammonia, methane and heavy amounts of argon gas as well as other unusual gases and a lot less oxygen. Baelorn was watched around the clock and the gas mix he breathed checked constantly to make sure it was not messed with. Baelorn woke up two days after the accident and felt like his ship had used him for a landing pad. His good arm was in a cast and he could feel stitches all over his body. He looked over everything and relaxed as he breathed in the air that he would normally breathe on his home planet. At least they had gotten him on something good to breathe while he was healing. The air still tasted a little funny but was breathable. He moved carefully and hurt everywhere. He could feel the thin diaper between his legs and disliked it but understood why they had put it on him. He was in no shape to get out of bed and go use the toilet like normal. As bad as he felt he doubted he could even stand let alone walk. He sighed, relaxed and let himself go back to sleep again. Martha and Rachelle stopped in everyday and spoke with the doctors while waiting for the two of them to wake up finally. Martha was about to go back home for the day when Baelorn woke up again and started looking himself over. She caught a slight taste of the stuff he was breathing and about gagged from the stench of it. How he could breathe that stuff she never knew. The doctors had cornered her the day after the accident and asked her about him. “I'm Doctor Bradford. I helped to fix up the one you call Baelorn. I'll get right to the point. He's not a little. He's not even from this world from what I can tell. The artificial arm and the artificial eye are way more advanced than anything our best scientists have been able to create so far. The stuff he breathes is a gas mix not found anywhere on this world and would choke any of us to death in minutes. We have patched him up as best we can and it was not easy considering how much denser his body is than our own. His organs are arranged differently and the air he breathes is nasty stuff. If all goes well though he should wake up in a day or two. When they get out of here they are going to need someone to take care of them until they heal up enough to go back into a nursery and hopefully some better diapers than the cheap junk we have to use here. I recommend you get them into a nice and quiet nursery where you can feed and change them as needed while they heal. You should remember to check their diapers frequently so they don't get a diaper rash. Their stomachs are going to be sensitive for a little while so they are going to have to have special baby formula that is designed for littles. It really is the best thing for them. They just can't cope otherwise and will only end up getting hurt. I recommend a crib for each of them at first then later they can graduate to a playpen. It would also be a wise idea to invest in some very good thick diapers for them as well so you don't have to change them as often. They would likely have to crawl, but that is okay if you have a soft carpet on the floor in case they should try to stand and fall back down again. You have to remember, they look and act like adults but they are just babies and need constant supervision. The law requires that they be put in a nursery when they get out so they can heal and be evaluated as they heal and eventually they can even get adopted out to a nice mommy or daddy.” Martha remembered the controversial littles protection act that barely got any attention and was widely supported by almost everyone at the time. It was a law that they be put in diapers, bottle fed and taken care of in a nursery while they healed outside the hospital and that later they be evaluated to see if they were capable of being independent or should be adopted. So far no little had ever been given their independence back and she doubted if they were even evaluated. When the law went to a vote it passed with no one trying to stop it in any way shape or form except for a number of littles who ended up being spanked, diapered, and adopted out to loving parents that wanted a baby and could keep them in diapers and baby clothes as most littles really needed it anyways. They felt that any little should be happy to be adopted out to a caring mommy or daddy who could take care of them. Protesting anything should never be done by littles who were really just babies Martha smiled at the thought of having them both in her nursery. “I already have a nursery set up for them and was going to start the adoption procedures in a few days after I got back from my honeymoon. My wife and I had talked it over and had decided long ago to adopt them so we already set up the nursery for them and we have it stocked with diapers, wipes, bottles, formula, bibs, clothes, and even have a nice custom little sized changing table for them. The playpen we got them is top of the line as well. We spared no expense in making the perfect nursery for them. The floor is heavily padded and there are no sharp objects at all allowed in the nursery. All the toys are soft and plush so no dangers there. I have cameras mounted up high to watch everything in the nursery and the stairs are blocked off by a transparent sliding door that they can not open. I have it all on my tablet here. Take a look at the layout and see what you think of it. Let me know if you see anything that should be changed for their safety!” The doctor was impressed with her attention to detail and eye for safety. “For what it's worth, ma'am, you are going to have a nursery the envy of everyone I know and these two should have no problems at all playing and being happy in it. I'll be able to sign off on this case easily knowing the details you have shown me. I just wish other parents were as careful. Congratulations to you and to your wife!” Baelorn woke up first just a day after the accident. He hurt everywhere and his cybernetic arm had been detached from the socket it set in as a safety concern. They had taken care of it though and had set it aside within reach on some padding and had gently covered the socket on the shoulder with a bandage that could be easily removed. While in surgery someone had taken the time to clean out the carbon build up in the socket assembly and to then cover it to keep junk out of it. The arm was covered on the connection end with a light bandage as well to keep it clean and like the shoulder socket it fit into, it too had been cleaned. His left eye was still swollen half shut but his right eye worked quite well to allow him to look over everything. He ached all over but at least they had him on right breathe gas mixture he required at the moment. A careful examination of his body revealed where they had been forced to perform emergency surgery on him. His body ached all over and he swore to himself if he caught the driver of that car he would kill him slowly and painfully. The thin diaper they had on him was soaked and leaking so he figured he had to have been unconscious when they brought him in. He pushed the call button when he found it and waited for a nurse to come in and see to him. While waiting he picked up his left arm and began to put it back into the socket it hooked into. He just hoped they had not screwed it up when they removed it. Even this simple task left him aching and out of breath. He had just finished hooking it up when the nurse came walking in to see who had triggered the call light. She was surprised to see Baelorn hooking up the artificial limb when she walked in. Baelorn looked up then gently removed the mask supplying gas to him. He could not breathe the air for long so he kept it short and simple. “Soaked. Need changed please.” He laid back down and took several deep breaths of the gas he was being given through the mask. The nurse smiled and went about the task of changing his soaked diaper for him. Halfway through changing him she heard a metallic click sound as the arm finally went into the socket it was designed to fit into. Baelorn relaxed again and tested his arm as she watched in fascination for a few moments before returning to the task of changing his soaked diaper. She put another diaper on him and admired him for a few moments. For a little he was not bad looking and if he had been an amazon she would have been tempted to try and seduce him when he got better. Once he was taken care of she helped him get into another bed for a few minutes while she changed the under pad that had absorbed the leak from the diaper. “Can you speak for long without the gas or do yous still need it?” “Baelorn lowered the mask a moment so she could hear him. “Still need it.” The nurse smiled at him and wrote this in his chart. “You and another little were hit by a car. Do you remember this?” Baelorn shook his head yes. A few more minor yes or no questions and he began to fall back asleep again as more pain medication kicked in to dull the pain and make him sleep. The nurse wondered if it would be possible to adopt him as she quietly left the room. The next time he woke up the same nurse as before was changing his diaper once again and this time she was using wipes to clean up the mess he'd left in his diaper while out cold. It was a bit of a surprise that he had messed himself and not realized it but the nurse seemed to not be shocked by the fact he had messed himself. She acted as if it was perfectly for a little to wear a diaper. The job was tough as his mess was bad and the stuff he had to breathe was just as bad when it came to the smell. It made her wonder just exactly where he had come from that he was so different from other littles. She smiled as she saw him looking at her. “It's alright, honey. Just had to change that stinky diaper of yours so you don't get a diaper rash. The pain medicine does that to everyone. It's a side effect that will pass in a few days after you are off the medicine. The medicine also makes you sleepy as well so it's a good thing they have you in diapers. I got hurt badly about four years ago and was in the same bed you are in with a diaper on the entire time so you are not the only one to have to suffer through the side effects of the pain killers. You ready to try to breathe some of our air again?” My head felt like a boulder had landed on it but I needed to get back to breathing the air of this world as soon as I could or Melina and I could never be together. I took off the mask and coughed as I breathed in the air of the room. It made the pounding in my head worse but I was breathing it a little better than last time. For a minute I saw spots and sparkles in my eyes as my body was not taking the change in air very well. I lasted about five minutes before I had to go back on the mask. The nurse smiled and stroked my hair a minute as I caught my breath. “You did better this time! You lasted almost five minutes! Soon enough you'll be able to breathe regular air again instead of that stuff you are breathing! I fell asleep again after that and was grateful since my head felt like I had been on a week long drinking binge. Great, now I wanted a good stiff drink! This day was not shaping up to be a good one. Melina woke up feeling like she had just fallen off the top of a mountain. She could barely see out of her right eye and her left one was still swollen shut. The light was bright and hurt until her eyes adjusted to it. She could feel the numerous stitches in her and smell the antiseptic and sterile smell of the place. She could feel the cheap and thin diaper they had her in and hated it. She knew beyond a doubt she was either in a hospital or had died on gone on to some bad place to suffer for an eternity. Her bed was huge compared to what she was used to sleeping in. She reached out with her left arm and a wave of pain hit her hard enough to make her almost scream before it subsided for a minute. Her left arm was in a cast and hurt badly so she guessed it had been broken at one point. Her other arm had stitches in it but other than that, was fine. She tried to move her legs but they felt heavy and the left one would not bend at all. She was starting to be more convinced she had not survived whatever climb ehs had been on and now was in a bad place to suffer eternally. Melina felt and heard her bowels rumble then promptly farted and filled her diaper with a mess. She tried to hold it but no such luck. It seemed to flow out of her forever and into the seat of the thin diaper she had on and then out the sides and back. The smell was enough to make her gag as she searched for the call button and proceeded to flood the diaper in order to add to the mess already in it. By the time she found the call button and pushed it she felt miserable and wanted nothing more than to get out of the mess she was wearing around her waist and laying in. A nurse came into the room and one quick smell told all she needed to know. “Welcome back to the land of the living. Now let's get that yucky diaper changed and the bed pad changed as well.” The nurse made short work of changing her and acted as if it was normal for a little to be in a diaper and to make a huge mess in it. The cleanup took almost 15 minutes and numerous wipes before it was done. She was now in another cheap hospital diaper with a fresh bed pad underneath of her. “How long have I been here?” “Let me throw this toxic waste away and then we can talk honey.” The nurse tossed the messy diaper away then proceeded to put a clean diaper onto Melina. Once Melina was changed the nurse checked the pain medication dripping into her and dulling the pain. “You were brought in three days ago honey. Your mommy called the police right away so you are lucky.” “My mother still lives on the island last I heard. How could she have come here so quickly? She has a bad leg and uses a cane to help get around at home so I don't see how she could have called the police for me.” The nurse laughed a moment. “Your adopted mommy called them dear.” “I sure did. Glad to have you back awake again honey. You had me so frightened. Both of you frightened me half to death when that bad man ran the sign and hit you both. I thought he had killed you both and it had me frightened so bad I could barely dial my phone!” The nurse left the room and Martha let out a sigh of relief and looked to make sure no one else was within hearing range before saying anything. “Sorry about that. I'm trying to keep you free and out of a state run nursery that would make you a baby and then adopt you out to a rich person. Just go along with the act until I can get you both out of here. Baelorn is fine at the moment. You were both busted up pretty badly and he almost died on the operating table until they got him some of that foul smelling stuff to breathe. I was sure you were teasing me when you said he was from another world until they told me about his arm and his eyes as well as the gas he has to breathe. Nasty smelling stuff and toxic to us if we get much of it. When you are healed up some more I'll take you home and help you get better and back into your kitchen again as long as you help me out by showing me the recipe for those cinnamon rolls you let us all sample the other night. Those things are addictive. I want to sell them in my own shop as well as some of your other pastries. The money will be used to pay the bill here and to keep your place from being sold to a greedy tax collector for back taxes. They tend to try to mess littles over because they feel it is only right to make all of you into babies for life. I already have a legal contract drawn up and I am not trying to force you into my nursery for good either. I have come to think of both of you as friends now and friends help each other not adopt one of the other and baby them!” I looked over the contract and it was as she said, just full of legal details to keep anyone from getting greedy and messing either of us over. I signed it and told her the password to my computer where the recipes were stored. “Those rolls are dangerously addictive they're so darned good! When you get better you need to show me how you do the things you do. You are a little, but still, you're the best cook I've ever met! Now get some sleep because in a few days we go home.” Martha was true to her word. A few littles visited me in the hospital and visited Baelorn as well. I had a steady stream of visitors telling me everything going on in the neighborhood. Everyone wanted to see me and Baelorn get better so they could attend our wedding and then see us get our places open for business once again. The visitors helped me feel better but I still missed Baelorn. I finally got to see him on the third week when they let us out of the place and into Martha's care as she was registered as our new mommy. The inspectors took a look at her nursery she had created and it passed with high praises from them. She refused to let them into the restaurant or into the garage and she covered by saying she did not have keys or legal rights to enter the places just yet as the bureaucrats were stalling her on that. She lied to save us from a state run nursery that would make us babies again and adopt us out for money. It was a nasty but legal business with the new laws they had passed concerning littles. Baelorn was finally able to breathe the outside air again after a week and was even able to stay awake for prolonged periods of time. He was kept in diapers the entire time and changed as needed but refused to accept food from a baby bottle. The night nurse tried in vain and the bottle went flying into the wall at high speed with shattering results. He made it clear he was never going to drink from a baby bottle. “I will not drink that swill! Give me a fardling beer! That stuff is fit only to be used as plant food! Now give me a beer and some real damned food!” The nurse was getting frustrated so she did the next foolish mistake and tried to restrain him. “Cranky little babies get restrained and then fed anyways.” She reached for the first restraint and Baelorn simply tore it apart with ease. Seeing this spooked the nurse a bit but she still had to do what she felt was right. “Give me a bottle one more time and I'll shove it up your hind end like a suppository before throwing you out the room! Now give me some real food and not that liquid crap!” The nurse walked out of the room a bit spooked at having seen him tear the restraints apart with his hands when she knew they would hold a fully grown amazon. They were rated at 5000 pounds and he had torn them like paper. The head nurse simply sat and watched the entire incident with with a bit of humor. It was always fun to break in the new nurses that thought they knew everything coming straight out of school. “Juliana, having trouble with the patient in there?” “He's an impossible baby! Barely allows me to change his diaper! He wont let me feed him his bottle and has the foulest mouth for a baby that I've ever heard before!” “I see. Let me deal with him then and you can take care of the other traffic accident victim in 212.” The other nurses hid their chuckles as Juliana went off to see to Melina. Angela walked into Baelorn's room and smiled at him as she took the remaining restraint pieces and tossed them in the trash can. “I ordered a steak and some other things you might like. She looked around carefully a moment then reached into her pocket and pulled out a flask. “I stopped by Charlie's last night and got something I think you need. Chug it down!” Baelorn smiled and opened the lid on the flask. “Charlie’s best black beer! You are a life saver miss!” Baelorn chugged the beer and then belched loudly as Angela laughed. “Sorry about Juliana. She's new and fresh out of nursing school. She thinks all littles should be turned into babies. I strongly disagree with that idea. She also has no clue about you being from somewhere else either! I sent her to deal with your other half down the hall. It should prove to be amusing to see how she reacts to having things pick pocketed from her. I'll swing by later and let you know the results when she's gone and we can both share a good laugh! Also, Martha will be coming by later this afternoon to get both of you and take you to her place to finish healing. We can only keep a state inspector at bay for so long. Damned stupid laws!” Melina was doing some writing down of recipe ideas when Juliana walked into the room with a bottle of formula for Melina and a fresh diaper as well. “Time for you to be checked and fed, honey.” “Thanks, but I'm still dry. I don't need a fresh diaper yet. Also, I don't drink my meals from a bottle.” Juliana turned down the sheets and checked Melina's diaper. “Told you. Now how about a nice soup or a maybe a nice steak?” “You may not need a fresh diaper yet, but you need to drink your bottle so you don't get too hungry dear.” Melina took the bottle and promptly unscrewed the top then dumped it on the floor. “Leave the diaper. I'll need it later when I do wet myself. Can't exactly get up to go use the toilet with my body all banged up like this. I don't mind the diapers, but I refuse to drink from a bottle. Look, I have several really good soup recipes that are super easy to make. Just give me one of my soups and I'll be happy to eat.” “You are a naughty baby! The lady pinned down one of Melina's arms and secured it to the bed rail then turned to grab the other restraint. She heard a click and almost fell when her turn was stopped short by her left hand being strapped to the bed railing somehow. “You little brat! I've a good mind to pull your diaper down and spank you before giving you a suppository!” Juliana reached into her pocket for the key only to find it missing. “Looking for something? A key perhaps? Bet it looks a lot like this one does.” “Give me that you little brat!” There was another clicking sound and her other wrist was secured to the railing as well. “Oops! I think you need to be a bit more careful about those restraints. You're supposed to use them on the patients and not yourself you know!” “Unlock this right now or so help me I'll lace your bottles with laxatives until you shit all over yourself for a month!” Juliana gasped as Melina pulled her panties down and then shoved the stolen suppository up her hind end then pulled her panties back up. “I wonder how long before you have to use the toilet? Bet you wish you had a diaper on about now. I bet that's going to ruin those nice satin panties when your bowels let loose. Too bad you don't have the key that unlocks those restraints. It sure would help I bet. Oh well, guess you'll just have to sit in your own mess a while like I had to do last night when you were too busy gossiping to change me! I bet it's going to a real mess to clean up too! Well, I'm feeling a bit tired now. I'll save my work and we can talk again after my nap.” Melina shut down her machine and then set it aside and out of reach of the furious night nurse who was struggling to get the restraints loose. A few minutes later Melina heard a gurgling sound come from the lady as she struggled even more to escape without any luck. “No!” A fart escaped and then Melina heard the unmistakable sounds of the nurse messing her panties with a nasty liquid mess that was sure to ruin her panties and her entire uniform. The smell was horrible as the nurse continued to grunt and expel more of the mess into her panties where it then ran down her legs and into her shoes as well as all over the floor under her. After the lady broke down in sobs Melina pushed the call button for the nurse. The head nurse came in and saw the mess. “Looks like someone needs a diaper change!” She helped first undo the restraints after Melina politely handed her the key then took her into the shower as a janitor cleaned up the mess on the floor and another nurse came back with a giant diaper big enough to fit an amazon woman. After a few minutes of arguing and more sobbing she heard the unmistakable sound of the nurse being put into a diaper before being led out of the bathroom in just a diaper and bra'. She made it about ten feet before she bent over with cramps and filled the back of her diaper again. Melina watched and laughed silently as the woman messed herself uncontrollably. The back of the diaper turned black and swelled way up with the mess. “Gee, I guess it's a good thing they have diapers in your size! Maybe if you're good they'll let you have a bottle before putting you in a nice crib and tucking you in for the night! Don't forget to be a good baby girl for them so you don't get into trouble!” The lady glared at Melina then bent over in more cramps as she grunted and expelled more mess into the diaper she had on. IT dribbled down her legs as she cried while being led away. The head nurse winked at Melina and gave her a thumbs up sign which made Melina smile and laugh. She was still laughing a little when a bowl of soup and some crackers arrived along with a bread roll. Melina ate all of it greedily and thanked the nurses politely for the good food. As the night wore on Melina traded recipes with the various nurses and and talked about climbing with the head nurse. “That last climb was a killer for me. I made it to the top in 11 hours and 58 minutes. My arms and legs felt like mush from the climb, but I set another world record for the climbing time. Martha was not far behind me in her climb and she took second in the climb. Out of several dozen of us attempting that climb, only two of us made it to the top.” Melina yawned and let the head nurse change her wet diaper and messy diaper before drifting off to sleep. When she woke up again she was being changed into a dry diaper again and the needles delivering pain medicine were being gently removed. “She yawned and relaxed as best she could while letting the nurses do their job. One of the nurses looked at her and smiled before speaking. “I heard what you did to the new nurse on the night shift. Wish I could have seen that. She ended up quitting because of her current medical condition. Turns out she was allergic to what she had put in her and can't seem to stop messing herself now. She's going to be in diapers for a good six months before the stuff finally wears off. I'm sure she'll come to just enjoy wearing them full time and having to toilet train herself all over again. A couple of us offered to bottle feed her and burp her but she only gave us a dirty look for some strange reason!” We both busted out laughing as everything was described to me in great detail. Thanks to bureaucratic pencil pushers it took me and Baelorn another three weeks to get out of the hospital finally. They wanted to send us both to a state run nursery for littles who are unable to take care of themselves and eventually turn us into babies for life to be adopted out to anyone wanting a little regressed back to baby status for life. It was expensive to adopt a little from a state agency, but it happened all the time regardless of how the little felt about it. Finally Martha was allowed to take us both out of the hospital. She had to fill out a mountain of paperwork and have her nursery examined three more times by state pencil pushers before it was certified as good enough for them. She had to pay a fortune in bribes and even have sex with one of them as part of the process. I’m a bit surprised she did not shoot some of them the way they frustrated her with their nonsense rules and regulations. I felt sorry for her and vowed to pay the bastard back for forcing himself on her. Baelorn looked tired as she put him in a special double stroller next to me minus his artificial arm. Martha raised hell until they returned the arm to her. “You can either return it or face a lawsuit for destruction of my property! These littles are both mine now and so is his artificial arm! I want that arm back now or my next call will be to my lawyer!” “A man in an expensive suit started to speak up. “Be reasonable miss. It's not like he's going to need it anymore once he's in your nursery. We can learn quite a bit from this..” Martha silenced him. “The arm comes with me or you speak to my lawyer and a judge at a tribunal hearing.” The man still refused to part with the arm until she grabbed him and slammed him against a wall. “Listen you little pencil pushing dickless wonder! You are going to give me the arm or I am going to tear you apart right here and right now! This is your last chance to avoid a tribunal hearing from the high council of elders. My mother in law sits at the head of that council so feel free to press your luck.” The man turned pale and opened a satchel he had with him and used both hands to lift the heavy arm to Martha. Martha took the arm and then let go of the man. I suggest you leave before I decide to have you dragged off to a reprogramming nursery for a year. I'm sure you'd enjoy being in a nursery and being a baby for a few years or maybe being a sex toy for some gay man that is lonely. They might even just forget to return you to adulthood and let you stay in diapers for life. Imagine if I pulled strings! You could be wetting and messing your big baby diapers and in between changes your new daddy could be using you to take care of his needs. You’d even be programmed to obey despite what you wanted and he’d gladly pay for a someone like you to be his personal diapered fuck toy!” The man gulped and his face got even more pale as he turned and ran. Once he was around the corner and in the elevator Martha busted out laughing along with Rachelle. Rachelle's mother is actually a beautician and runs a shop on the east coast. Rachelle and Martha let us both in on the secret along with several of the nurses who also laughed about it. They loved seeing someone scare the hell out of that man for a change. He had gone out of his way to abuse his position and to force three of the nurses to have sex with him so far. Paybacks are a bitch! Three of the nurses offered to adopt me if I should ever feel like being adopted for real and two more volunteered to adopt us both if we ever got tired of being adults. We politely declined their offers and by the time Martha finished filling out paperwork we were both of us tired and falling asleep again thanks to the pain medicine. I barely noticed the head nurse changing me into another thin diaper since I was soaked. When we woke up again Martha was unstrapping us from a pair of child seats in the back seat of her car. We both still had casts on and could not walk so her and Rachelle carried us both inside as a pair of amazon ladies smiled at us while she unlocked the door to her place. “Finally decided to adopt I see. Good for both of you.” “They had an accident so it was a perfect time for us to step in and help make things all better for them!” Martha smiled and chatted as Rachelle took us inside to change us both. “Okay dears, Who wants to get changed first?” Baelorn went first as he had messed himself and wanted out of the mess as soon as possible. Rachelle carefully laid out a changing mat then laid Baelorn on it as gently as she could. She put a pillow under his head before unsnapping the crotch of the outfit he had on in order to get to his ruined diaper. She undid the tapes and lowered the front of his diaper to get to the mess. She almost gagged from the stench but did a fast and efficient cleanup on him. She disposed of the used diaper then returned with a fresh diaper in hand for him. It was thick and had cute designs on it that I liked instantly and knew he would hate. “This was all they had at the store we went to for some diapers. We tried to find some with no designs on them but this was all they had so we got two small bags of these to tide us over until we can get to a bigger store that carries the plain ones.” From the tone of her voice Baelorn could tell she was trying to be nice about it and not treat him like the infant he resembled in her eyes at the moment. Within a few minutes she had him changed into a fresh diaper and the crotch of his out fit snapped shut again. I was picked up off the couch next and laid on the changing mat next. Unlike My better half, I loved the thick diaper and the cute patterns on it. It made me realize how much I missed the diapers in my room that were thick and had fun designs on them. Rachelle was relieved when I was only wet. “Oh my, you sure soaked this one pretty good. Let's get a fresh diaper on you before you flood the living room.” She slid the wet diaper out from under me then wiped me down real good before sliding a clean one under me and lowering me onto it. I sighed as she pulled the front of the diaper in place and made sure to tape it in place securely. It felt so good to have a decent diaper on that the sigh had escaped my lips unintentionally. She smiled at me. “Someone likes their diaper I see! Maybe I should search your place and see if you have any stashed that we can use.” “Good luck getting to the stash. I hid them on the ceiling so you have to climb just as good as me to get to them.” I stuck my tongue out at her and made face at her. She laughed about that. “I can just picture you doing that too! I saw how you made one lady look like a clumsy oaf when you let her chase you! It was pretty funny!” “If you really want to find my stash it's easy, look in my room. I have a large supply in there in the cabinets under the windows facing the sunrise. You can get into the room if you use my key otherwise it would take a lot of work to try to get in. The key is in my wallet. It's a card key. The slot is on the right side of the door. Just do me a favor and grab one of my pacifiers too please. I miss having it near me along with my tablet on my nightstand.” “Are you 100% certain you want me to get these items for you?” “I have to trust you guys a little bit since I can't exactly take care of myself just yet. Also, bring Baelorn his bottle. Not a baby bottle, mind you, but his black bottle of whiskey. We both take shot of it each night to celebrate finally finding each other and admitting we belong together. It's in the cabinet under his tool bench in a metal case to keep it from getting broken.” Martha heard the last part and chuckled a bit. “I'll go get them in a bit honey and let everyone know you two are alive and healing. I'll tell them the truth so they don't panic. As for the diapers and pacifier, they need not know about those. I'm retrieving some things for you is all. Will this be good enough for you guys?” “Yes! Now, where are we staying at while we're here?” Martha laughed and smiled at us. “You'll love it. It has all the amenities you could ever wish for as a child!” Her and Rachelle picked us both up carefully and carried up the stairs to the large nursery on the third floor. My eyes widened with fear for a moment as she carried me across the threshold and into the nursery she had prepared for Baelorn and I almost a year ago when she was trying to adopt us. She seemed to feel my fear and stopped a moment. “It's alright! It's not permanent! You will be free to come and go as best you can as you heal! The door will not be locked shut to force you to stay in here! The television has the adult lock turned off on it as well so you can watch whatever you like! There is wireless as well with an antenna up high where even I would have to use a ladder to reach. I'll write down the pass code for you so you have network access as well. I'll have normal food and drink for you guys as well, however, you will be needing to stay in diapers for a few more weeks until the doctor gives the all clear for the casts to come off. Once that happens we start working on getting your control back to where you had it before this mess happened to you guys. Will that be good enough of an arrangement for you guys or do I need something more for you?” “It will work out nicely for now until we are healed and can get back on our feet. Where do we sleep at or do I dare to ask?” Martha laughed a moment. In the cribs for tonight. Tomorrow I'll have a big inflatable mattress put in here for you guys along with a couple of blankets and some pillows.” Baelorn and I sighed and then yawned as Martha helped us each into a crib to grab some down time. She smiled after getting us in the cribs. “See, I told you I'd get you in my nursery! I just never specified the details was all!” She laughed lightly and so did we as sleep overtook us both. END FIVE SIX Baelorn woke up in a giant crib with raised and padded bars. The thick diaper he had on was wet and for a moment he started to panic until a movement brought pain to him. He remembered everything and what had happened when the idiot drunk driver had run into him and Melina then finally smashed into a power pole down the street. It seemed like something out of a nightmare but it was all real and had happened to them. They had both been hurt badly and almost died on the operating table. Martha had turned into an unexpected ally. She had saved them from a state run nursery that took littles and made them into babies then sold them off to the rich where they would spend the rest of their lives drinking from bottles, wearing diapers, and being treated like a baby and living in a nursery never knowing any different. Baelorn turned over carefully and found Melina next to him and still out cold. He stroked the side of her face gently so as not to wake her and smiled at the thought of spending the next several years with her. Never in all of his years would he have dreamed of finding the perfect woman and in such a crazy way. Who would have ever predicted that when he crash landed here that he would eventually fall in love and want to get married to a local. She stirred a little bit then began wake up as he watched her. She tried to roll over and bumped her cast. She woke up real fast then and almost screamed in pain. Baelorn held her as best he could while letting her catch her breath. Tears rolled down her face as he held her and it made him very protective of her. He heard footsteps on the stairs coming up at a rapid rate then heard the sliding glass door open in a hurry. Martha and Rachelle came in looking worried as Baelorn held Melina gently. “What happened?” She started to wake up then bumped her cast.” Martha lowered the side of the crib and picked up Melina like a toddler. Rachelle checked the cast for signs of damage. “I'm alright now guys. I bumped the cast a little too hard and was just waking up so it hurt big time. Baelorn came to my rescue as always!” Rachelle picked up Baelorn carefully and then gently lowered him to the floor near the pile of pillows they had put out for the two of them to use when they wanted to try to sit up. Rachelle helped prop Baelorn up into a sitting position after changing his wet diaper and putting him into a dry one. Melina was laid on the floor and given her favorite pacifier before being changed by Martha. With the changes out of the way Rachelle went and got their morning medications followed by some food for them. Martha and Rachelle were careful with their food and started them out with some soups and their favorite cheese bread. They had trouble for the first few days holding down solid food and had to drink formula from bottles. They hated it but nothing else would stay down. Martha and Rachelle were worried until the two of them were finally able to hold down some baby food next. They had a doctor make a house call and he had diagnosed them with a minor stomach virus going around. “They'll be fine in a few days. The virus did a number on their stomachs so start them with formula and work your way up to baby food and then light soups with bread and eventually more solid food. You did nothing wrong here and had a good reason for calling me with concern, The state has no excuse to intervene her and I will put that in writing for you folks!” Both of them had been shown the results of the tests he had performed so they knew it was the truth and not a ploy to start turning them into babies. Melina did not mind the bottle so much but did not care for the taste of the baby formula. Baelorn hated the bottle and admitted that if they had not been shown the truth that he would have raised hell about having to use a bottle. He hated the taste of the formula but it was all they could keep down at the moment so it was tollerated. The two of them were grateful to finally be able to eat some soup with some fresh baked bread from Martha's kitchen. They loved her cheese bread recipe and it went good with the soup they had for breakfast. “I made the soup from one of the recipes you let me have and I have to admit, it is really good tasting soup. When you get your place up and going again you should serve it in there to customers.” Melina laughed. “I already do. It's very popular for such a simple soup. The Cinnamon rolls are a big seller as well. I am surprised they sell so well.” Martha laughed lightly. “I'm not. Those rolls are sinfully delicious! I love them and so does just about everyone else that tries them! I sell them in my place all the time now and make sure everyone knows it is your recipe and that the proceeds go to helping with your hospital bill.” Martha checked in on them several times a day and made sure they were doing good. She talked to them and changed them as needed. Melina enjoyed the diapers and the changes but Baelorn did not like them at all. “I will be glad to get out of these blasted diapers for good! I know you like them but I do not care to have to wear them and will be glad to be able to make it to a toilet when the need arises! I won't force you to stop wearing and using them or even try to talk you out of it. I love you and that's a fact! If you want to wear and use diapers then I will just have to learn the right way to change you when you need it, but don't be surprised if we end up making love a lot more before the change is finished! With that sexy body of yours there is no way I can resist the temptation!” Melina smiled and kissed Baelorn. “Can I hold you to that promise? So what is there about the diapers that bothers you so much?” Baelorn sighed and closed his eyes a moment. It had been nearly 200 years since he had talked about it to anyone. “I was a young recruit and working for the new republic as a chief engineer. It was my first assignment on a big capital warship and I had a lot of ideas for changes to make the ship faster, tougher, and harder to detect. We had most of the changes done when we got attacked. The new shields were holding until we were sabotaged from the inside by a sleeper agent of the holy empire. He shot me five times and almost blew the ship up. The man rigged the reactor to overload then tried to arm five antimatter rockets manually when they finally stopped him. I was shot in the eye and the arm as well as in the back. His best trick was to sabotage the medical pods and make them kill anyone in them rather than save them. He cost us the lives of 143 men as well as my eye and arm. The shot in the back almost killed me and the med pods could not be used until reprogrammed and cleaned out. He put some nasty toxins in their gas they used to help keep a patient calm. I got hit with the gas and when I wake up I am in a hospital bed wearing a fucking diaper. I had no control for almost five years and had to drink from a baby bottle thanks to what the medical pod did to me before it shorted out. I had to crawl and waddle like a toddler until they finally got me to a medical facility that could heal me the right way. I was teased and treated like a baby by some of the crew who thought it funny. After that I resigned my commission and went back home for almost 20 years before they contacted me to do some work on some of their newer ships. The guy running the space dock was a jerk and teased me about my health until I threw him out an airlock without a suit on. The bastard deserved it and the man turned out to be a spy for some other idiots who wanted to take over the port. After that no one teased me again, but everyone knew and they pulled pranks all the time on me. They programmed a nanny bot to treat me like a baby once and it took me a few days to get out of diapers again. They had diapers, baby bottles, baby clothes and other things like that sent to me all the time. For me, the diapers are a reminder of what I had to endure thanks to a saboteur. I'm afraid that one day I'll end up in a nursery and this time I'll be stuck as a baby forever with no way to escape. Since I crashed here, this is the second time I've been put in diapers.” Melina held Baelorn until he finally relaxed in her embrace. “I seriously doubt anyone here could ever hold you against your will if you wanted to leave some place. The last one that tried to adopt you got thrown out of your shop by you and has never come back after you did that to her. Anyone your size that can toss someone almost three times their size is not someone you mess with. Several amazons have seen you lift an entire engine out of a car by yourself without mechanical help and that spooks them!” Martha and Rachelle took good care of the two of them and never once treated them like toddlers. This helped to keep Baelorn calm during the diaper changes. Melina enjoyed wearing and using the diapers and loved being changed as well. She would not drink from a bottle but did enjoy the pacifier. Baelorn and her finally had their casts removed four weeks after they arrived at Martha's place. To them it had felt like an eternity. Martha finally got them both into car seats and then helped them get strapped in for the trip to the doctor's office. “We'll make it to the office in about twenty minutes providing the traffic is light. Do either of you need to be changed before we start or are you good to go?” Melina smiled. “I volunteer to change the man next to me.” Baelorn laughed at her. “You wouldn't be trying to seduce me now would you?” “Sweet innocent me? Now how could you think that about me? Of course I'd jump your bones! I can't help how I feel about you! I love you! Now then, can I help change you?” Martha and Rachelle laughed as Baelorn shook his head and chuckled. He leaned over as best he could and kissed her. “When we are free of these infernal casts I am going to make you walk bowlegged for a week!” Melina smiled then spoke up loudly. “Martha, floor it! I want our casts off now!” Everyone laughed as they drove to the doctor's office. It was a short drive but Melina could hardly wait to get Baelorn to somewhere private for a few hours of intense lovemaking. After what seemed an eternity to them both they finally arrived at the doctor's office. Every second they had to endure seemed an eternity to them as they looked for a parking spot. Martha parked then got out of the car to take them both in. Rachelle stepped out of the car and then jumped back in as some idiot in a car almost ran her over. She yelled out an obscenity at the driver then gave him a rude gesture as he drove through the red light and kept going. “I hope he gets pulled over and arrested for for driving like that! Damned fool almost hit me!” “A fool like that did hit us. I'm glad you did not get hit. You have turned into a good friend and I do not want to see you get hurt. Martha would fall apart if she lost you.” Martha smiled and agreed with Baelorn. Rachelle sighed and calmed down then got Melina out of the car. “I need a fresh diaper when we get inside. I soaked this one. Kind of hard to make it to a the toilet at the moment you know, but at least it isn’t loaded this time so that’s one good thing!” Rachelle smiled. I'll change you when we get inside. They have changing stations inside and we can change you both as needed. I packed spare diapers, wipes, powder and all of your prescriptions as well as your up to date medical history pertaining to your current injuries. I do not think giving the doctor all of your medical information would be a good idea, Baelorn. I don;t think he’s ready to deal with aliens that look like littles.” “Spoil all my fun! I have a full detailed record of all my medical files here on this flash drive for you just in case he asks for it. By law you will need to show him all of it if he asks. I want to see the look on his face when he reads it. He can't tell the authorities about me due to the other laws that prohibit that. The look of shock and surprise on his face would be worth it to see!” Martha shook her head and Melina simply smiled as they walked inside. Once inside Martha set Baelorn down on a couch and breathed a sigh of relief. He was a lot heavier than he looked and this too would be another surprise to the doctor. Baelorn winced in pain a moment and then took and banged his cybernetic arm and did what he could to unhook it for a few minutes. Martha helped unhook it as several others in the waiting room stared at them both. Once unhooked Martha took a clean cloth and wiped the socket clean as well as the arm where it hooked into the shoulder socket assembly. “If I ever get somewhere I can get this thing fixed right it will be one of the first things I do.” Martha rolled his shirt up and out of the way as she helped to hook the arm back up again. Baelorn flexed the arm a few times then moved the fingers to make sure it all worked the right way before he was satisfied. Rachelle had taken Melina to the changing station and was changing her into a clean diaper while Baelorn was working on his arm. Rachelle undid the tapes on Melina's diaper then gently lifted her and pulled it out from under her. She wiped Melina with wipes then slid another diaper back under her. Rachelle pulled the diaper up between her legs as Melina sucked on a pacifier contentedly. Her shirt she had on advertised her restaurant. Everyone seeing her figured she was adopted and thought she was cute. Rachelle was just taping the diaper shut when another amazon walked in with her baby and smiled at Rachelle. “Such a cute little you have there. I considered adopting but then my husband and I managed to finally get pregnant so we did not have to go to the state nursery after all. Poor thing. What happened?” Melina was starting to loose her cool. “My future husband and I were walking across the street from my restaurant to the clothing shop to get me a nice wedding dress when some idiot ran the stop sign at high speed and hit us both!” The lady was shocked at the tone and level of speech from Melina. “Such a naughty baby! I know a good doctor that can help you with her! She can get her back to being a good baby in no time at all with just some minor surgery! She does wonders with littles! I have her card here somewhere! You should really give her a call!” Melina was about to say something very rude and very vulgar to the lady but was stopped as the pacifier was shoved back into her mouth and held there for a moment. Rachelle took the card and put it in her pocket then walked out of the changing room with Melina just as the doctor was calling them. Melina sighed as Rachelle took the card and handed it to her. “Shred that damned thing for me! I am not ever going to do something that horrible to anyone nor will I support anyone who does! I wonder if we can have a doctor fix her instead? Stupid woman!” Melina shredded the card and dumped the shredded remains into a wastebasket as they passed by it. The lady looked surprised and offended when Melina gave her an obscene gesture before vanishing into the back to have her casts finally removed. The casts were removed and to Melina it felt like 20 pounds had been removed from her legs and another ten pounds of weight from her arm. “It will take some time to build up strength in your limbs again. I recommend physical therapy at least so you can hold a bottle again.” He turned to Martha and spoke again while completely ignoring Melina. “I see that you are listed as the guardian of these two patients today. Well, It looks like you took good care of them. You should be more careful about letting them go anywhere without supervision so they don't get hurt again. Let's get the casts off of this cute little guy shall we. I like the arm and the cute cover for the eye. They both look quite real. Baelorn lost his patience and spoke up clearly. “Either cut the casts off or I will rip them off with my good arm!” Martha and Rachelle tried hard to not laugh at the look on the doctor's face. “You should seriously consider some educational training for this little.” Rachelle finally spoke up to get things going again. “Can you please remove the casts and let us worry about their way of thinking?” “As you wish.” The casts were cut off and Baelorn carefully flexed his arm and moved his legs. “At least you chose some nice thick diapers for them to wear so you wont have to worry about leaks between changes. I need to do some basic tests and then we can let you get them into some physical therapy for littles.” The doctor was a little surprised at the dexterity that Melina had and her slightly high strength for a little. “Your arm should have more strength in a few weeks. You just exercise it regularly as the therapist tells you and it will be all better soon enough.” He turned to Baelorn who was silently watching him as he moved. “Okay little guy, let's test your artificial arm first. I want to make sure there are no problems with how you use it. I like how you make it look so advanced. That's a cute set up. Okay, push on my hand gently. Baelorn pushed on the doctors hand then stopped when the hand began to spasm. Baelorn sighed and reached up to his shoulder. He gave it a twist to the right then a slight pull followed by a twist to the left to release it completely from the socket. The doctor looked at the arm socket as Baelorn adjusted it as best he could with his still healing arm. “May I look at that a moment? I didn't know we had anyone making an arm this advanced!” Baelorn let him look at it and try to figure out how it all worked. “Amazing work! Where did you get it?” “It was purchased a long time ago and in a place farther away than just the other side of the world or any nonsense like that! It’s a small planet about 1000 light years from here. It’s in the constellation of what you call the great hunter! Fifth planet from the sun which is actually a binary star. The second sun is barely visible with telescope.” “Okay, don't tell me then. Still incredible work. Now push against my hand with your other arm as hard as you can.” Baelorn pushed the doctor to the floor with his shove and laughed lightly about it. Melina looked over at the doctor and laughed. “Having trouble standing?” The man got up off the floor and looked at Baelorn carefully as he hooked up his cybernetic arm again. “That's some push! I read something in a medical journal a few wees ago about someone who was able to do what you did but he supposedly breathed a gas that no one here could breathe as it would kill any of us in minutes. You must be one of his descendants because you would have to be well over 95 years old by now. Still fascinating reading and interesting to think about how an alien actually crash landed here all those years ago!” “I am almost 421 years old now! My birthday, by my figuring, is in about a week. Any other relevant questions or are we cleared to go?” He looked at Martha who was smiling and trying not to laugh. One of these days you really need to let me have a look at his body. I promise to be good and to change his diapers as needed. I have two little ones myself at home with the nanny.” “I do not think that will happen sir. Anything else before we go?” We left the back room and had to stop off at the changing station since we both had to be changed again. We both had control issues since we had been stuck using diapers for our toilet needs for a few months now. Getting control back again would take some work. Melina went first and a young lady smiled at her as she waited for Melina to have her diaper diaper changed. The lady thought Melina was cute and was shocked when Baelorn was next. “Dear me! You poor thing! What happened to your arm and your poor eye?” “A traitor shot me with a blaster in an attempt to kill me. Blasters do a real number even on low settings.” Martha smiled and proceeded to change the soaked diaper he had on as the lady watched. Those are some real thick diapers and also very cute. Do you know where I can get some for my little Ricky? He is just turning two and almost ready for toilet training, but still needs heavy protection when we are not near a potty. Those look like they hold a fair amount.” “They are designed for littles so try one of the nurseries that specialize in littles that are still in diapers.” “I'll do that. Thank you. So when did you adopt your littles?” “We didn't. They are in our care while they heal from a hit and run. Both are business owners and good friends despite being a little and being from off world. Melina owns and runs a restaurant while her future husband here runs the best vehicle repair shop in this town.” She handed them business cards and the lady looked at her with surprise and a bit of suspicion. “You do know that under the littles protection act that they are supposed to go to a state run facility?” “That is true, but there are some loopholes that allowed us to temporarily adopt them and help them recover and get back on their feet again. If everything goes right then they will be on their own again in a few weeks.” She finished the diaper changes then left as the lady took her own child and began changing his messy diaper. The cards went into her pocket for later reference. She made sure to memorize the description of the littles and of the two women taking care of them. If everything went right, she would have two more littles to add to her nursery she thought to herself as she finished and began making a call. “I'd like to report a violation of the littles protection act. I just witnessed two littles not being taken care of by a licensed state care taker and being allowed to run unsupervised in two dangerous businesses.” She read the names on the cards and then smiled as she was told that someone would get back to her after investigating the incident she had witnessed. Baelorn and Melina kissed and settled into their car seats for the ride home. Melina smiled. “It feels nice to have those casts off finally. Now I can work on getting ready for the big re opening of my restaurant and my dear Baelorn's shop.” “Yes. I look forward to getting back to work again as well and to getting out of these stupid diapers as well. ”If all goes right then that will be happening in a week or two.” A state official received a notice to look into a violation of the littles protection act. He looked at the information and logged it as something to be looked into in a few weeks when he finished his current revision of the littles protection act to close a loophole that had been used a few times to prevent littles from being sent to a nursery and back into diapers where they all belonged in his opinion. The state nursery made a huge profit and supplied many a rich person with a little to take care of like any toddler should be. The fact that they were not babies did not bother the man in the least as he felt all littles on the mainland should be treated as babies and put into diapers, cribs,and fed bottles instead of being treated as equals that they obviously were not. He smiled and went back to his work on the revision of the bill and then to working on the next stages of the bill that would eventually have any little brought to the mainland put into diapers right away and sent to the state run nursery for reprogramming. Once they arrived back at the house the two of them were carried up to the nursery and allowed to begin trying to stand with the aid of Martha and Rachelle. Melina was walking a little bowlegged within a few minutes thanks to the thick diaper she had on but was able to stand for a few minutes on her own and even take a few steps before her legs started to feel a little tired and forced her to sit down. Baelorn stood and fared better since he was a lot stronger than all of them combined. I could really use a day in my ship with the gravity turned on. Any chance you can arrange that for me?” Martha and Rachelle thought about it a moment then smiled. “Would tomorrow work good for you? We wanted to get you guys on your feet today and begin working out your muscles a bit so you are able to get back to work as soon as is safe for you to do so.” Baelorn thought a moment then smiled and stood up carefully. “That sounds fair to me. Melina farted and the smell was horrible as she turned red. “Sorry. Stupid pain pills are still making a mess of my insides and my diapers. I need to change again. Stupid pain pills.” Melina grabbed a diaper and made her way as best she could to the changing table then began trying to climb up as Martha stood ready to catch her of she fell. It took her almost five minutes to make it since her legs were tired from the strain of standing and walking then being forced to support her weight as she climbed. Her bad arm ached a bit but she smiled in victory as she lay on her back catching her breath. “Martha smiled and changed her out of the mess she had been wearing then into a clean diaper that was a lot thinner. “I know you like the thick ones, but for now, this will make it easier on you to get around.” Two weeks later the two of them were able to stand for almost four hours before they had to take a break. They had both regained most of their control and were into trainers now instead of the diapers. Melina and Baelorn had gotten used to the idea of going back to their own lives and began to plan their wedding ceremony. They had no idea what was about to come their way. The government agent finished his bill that would turn all littles into babies on the mainland and eventually turn their island into nothing more than a state controlled littles production facility for making more littles to become babies for the rich who were able to afford them. He considered it to be a perfectly good idea. In his opinion it is something that should have been done long ago and was well overdue. The man smiled as he read the allegations into the violation of the littles protection act and figured it would be the perfect opportunity to put his plan into motion. It all started with a bit of spying on a pair of littles. He spent two weeks watching Melina and Baelorn prepare for a grand reopening of their businesses. They ran around unsupervised and obviously without diapers either. This simply could not be allowed. It was simply too dangerous and counter to his plan. He had to act and act soon to make sure his plans could be put into motion without any chance of being stopped. With his carefully edited footage and careful doctoring of medical records he approached his supervisor with the new evidence that would see two more little in the state nursery and back into diapers where they belonged. No Little should be independent like these two tried to pretend to be. They had already been hurt once and that was all the proof he needed. Soon they would be in diapers in a state nursery and would be reprogrammed. The supervisor looked at the information and issued a warrant right away for the closure of the businesses pending an investigation into the status of the two littles and likely placement into the state run nursery and back into diapers where they belonged. The law was clear on this as the man sent his bill revision to the council of elders. Things were finally in motion and soon he would have everything he wanted. He walked calmly up to the building and posted the notice then put a seal over the door locks until he could get a team into the places to prove that both littles belonged in diapers and in a nursery. Martha and Rachelle stopped by and saw a crowd outside Melina's place. Melina was looking angry as hell as she read a notice stuck to the door. Things had just gone to hell again. Melina was starting to get mad as she read the notice. “If this is someone's sick idea of a joke I will personally let Baelorn kick the living shit out of you!” Martha and Rachelle made it to the front of the crowd and saw the notice then turned white. “Melina, take Baelorn and run!” Martha Thompson, Rachelle Thompson, you are under arrest for violations of the littles protection act. Stand forth to be taken into custody. Melina and Baelorn you are ordered to report front and center now for for violation of the littles protection act! You will not be harmed! You will be taken into custody and evaluated!” A man reached out for Melina and grabbed empty air as Melina ducked and ran through the crowd that, conveniently enough, kept tripping the agents by accident. Another agent went flying over the heads of the crowd as Baelorn threw him. Another agent found himself hurled into the side of a federal car hard enough to break several bones. Baelorn’s voice could be heard shouting something in an unknown language. Melina appeared out of the crowd with a small bat in hand and took out another agent with a quick swing to his left knee. The bat connected with a sickening crack to his knee and dropped the man to the ground in pain and holding a knee that would now require surgery to fix. In a matter of three minutes nine agents had been disabled by Melina and Baelorn as they ran for the safety of the of their building and Baelorn’s well concealed ship. The arrests had been made easily enough of the lesbian couple who would be sent off for re-programing for violating the government order. They had not only violated the littles protection act, but they had admitted they were lesbians and gotten married which, under the new laws, was illegal to do without permission from the government. The same sex marriage ban had been slipped in with a few other laws signed by the council. Within a year it would be against the law for gays, lesbians, bisexuals and other deviants as they would be called to exist without being sent in for re-programming. Baelorn and Melina vanished to inside their building they had remodeled and were closely pursued by federal agents hellbent on putting them in a state run nursery and turning them into babies to be sold to the highest bidder looking to have a little turned into permanent baby. Littles as babies were seen as a sign of wealth and social status. They needed the help and protection a nursery could provide them. They were too small and helpless to take care of themselves according to the law. Baelorn and Melina watched helplessly as Martha and Rachelle were arrested and taken to jail for numerous trumped up charges. It was a day that some would never forget. Melina cried as Baelorn held her. “We will get them out if I have to break them out myself. I promise it. For now, we need to get in the ship where they will not be able to get to us. The security systems will stall them for quite a while and it should be amusing to see them try to convince the robots they need to take us away. END SIX SEVEN The five agents still able to move made their way into the building that housed the repair shop and the restaurant. The serving robots refused to stand down and acknowledge federal identifications. The robotic units had to be almost completely destroyed before they stopped repairing each other and trying to stop the agents from going anywhere in the building. One agent made it into the kitchen and was immediately assaulted by automated defenses that sprayed him with boiling hot water in the face. The man screamed and dropped to his knees in pain where another machine knocked him out and sprayed cold water on his face along with something else to prevent the burn damage from getting worse. When the man came back around again he was being carried out the front door by nanny robot and was wearing nothing but a giant diaper and had a pacifier stuck in his mouth. Numerous bystanders applauded and laughed about this. Another agent tried the shop only to have a robot almost incinerate him with a plasma cutter at close range. He barely managed to take the machine out with a series of well placed shots to the thing's brain box. The second agent in the restaurant admired the layout of the place before going carefully into the kitchen. He was knocked out by a dart and then handcuffed to a pole outside to await the arrival of police. This was the how the agents spent the entire day. By the time it was all said and done they had to call in more agents as 12 of them had been injured enough to require medical treatment in a hospital. One of the agents walked into the restaurant and stopped at the reservation desk. A robot rolled over to the man and turned to face him. “We are currently closed due to an injury. If you wish to be contacted when we are open again then please leave your name and a number where you can be found at and we will call you when we resume business again. Thank you for your patience.” The man shook his head and sighed. “I'm federal investigations agent Larsons and I need to speak with the chef. My badge number is 0876152. Here is a copy of the warrant allowing me and my men to enter and examine the premises legally.” The robot scanned the badge and then the document as the man waited. The robot went through the digital motions of confirming the warrant was real and was legal. A minute later the robot spoke again. “All documents and identifications have been verified. Defense systems will now deactivate. Please let us now if we may assist you further.” The man breathed a sigh of relief and proceeded to walk into the kitchen where two repair robots were fixing the dishwasher that had been shot by one of the agents when he got hit by something. In all, six agents had been sent out in nothing but diapers with their hands stuck in thick fingerless gloves so they could not remove the diapers or the pacifiers themselves. The entire kitchen was amazing and well designed for a little to be able to run the entire thing easily and safely. The chef's uniform was fireproof and very durable as well. It showed signs of a lot of use. The computer system was pass coded but a quick scan of the warrant granted him access to the files in it. The computer contained hundreds of recipes and ideas for food recipes. There were inventory reports and sales reports as well as a detailed account of where every single bit of money went to. Employee records were meticulous and 100% legal. A daily query of the new tax laws and how they pertained to the business kept everything legal and up to code. Construction bots kept everything repaired constantly as well and there were stored documents and images of all permits for updates and changes as well as for hiring and paying employees. It took the agent almost seven hours to go through all of it as he looked for evidence of anything illegal. Everything was by the book as it were except when it came to safety. It exceeded the minimum safety requirements by a wide margin and showed write ups of employees violating safety rules in place. Agent Larsons was surprised to see such detailed records of everything and it gave him no leverage to hold against the two littles he was assigned to bring in. The only thing they could possibly be brought in on would be for the fact they had been hospitalized n a non state run facility for the severe injuries they received in the hit and run. Even that was a debatable issue as the driver had been drunk and not only failed to stop but was speeding as well. It had been his fifth offense and this time he had injured some high profile individuals. The littles had been transported immediately to the nearest hospital for emergency surgery to save their lives. Larsons massaged his temples and sighed. This case was a pain in the ass and he would be glad when both littles were in a state run nursery and back into diapers where they belonged. He got up from the computer and stretched then shut the system down. It took seven other agents almost five hours to search every inch of the building they could get into and still find no sign of the two littles. They had not left the structure as there were no hidden tunnels under the building so they were still hidden in the building somewhere. It was just a matter of getting organized and searching the entire building in an organized manner without having to fight the security machines in the building. Larsons took a deep breath then began to organize his men and started getting them to search the entire building room by room. When a room was searched and cleared it was sealed shut so no one could sneak back into it without being found. Larsons joined the team and carefully led them on a search of every room on the first floor. The first floor took him just under two hours to search but once done he was certain they were not on the first floor. Even the ventilation systems had been checked just to be through. The second floor was used as storage for vehicle parts and for various dry goods for the restaurant as well as mechanical parts for the various pieces of equipment used to help make the food. Everything was efficiently organized and correctly stored in compliance with all health and safety regulations. A small terminal set near each door along with a bar code scanner. A small sign above the terminals identified them as inventory control and location. Larsons activated the terminal and it gave him a detailed map of the second floor storage areas as well as a complete listing of what was in the area and where it was located at exactly. A few more commands brought up a daily list of everything going in and out of the storage. With the help of the terminal he found out it was 100% correct and accurate. Everything had a bar code that identified it so it could be scanned on the way out for inventory tracking purposes. He liked the system as it was very well done and efficient. It still brought him no closer to his ultimate goal of finding two very well concealed littles. A set of stairs led to the third and final floor of the building so he led the team up the narrow stairs where they were stopped at a locked door. It did no good to try to force the door as it was heavily reinforced. No amount of kicking or trying to use shoulder hits would open the door. It took him almost five minutes to pick the lock on the door and gain access to the main hall on the third floor. The floor had the long hall running the length of it with only two other visible doors. The team found the first door unlocked to their surprise. On the other side was Melina's living space. A fair sized bed for a pair of littles to share was in one corner while a few pieces of furniture filled a little more of the room. A small trophy case had a number of trophy's in it for Melina's climbing trophy's and other commendations she was proud of. The most recent trophy caught his eye and forced him to look twice to see if he was reading it right. He had heard of someone by the same name making the impossible climb in the mountains a few months ago but thought it was someone else. She had made the climb in under 12 hours according to the trophy and framed article next to her trophy. He was now even more certain she needed to be in a nursery before she hurt herself. He had help moving the trophy case but no hidden compartments were behind or under it. It was moved back and the search continued. A small cabinet ran for almost 25 feet under one of the big set of windows and looked to be just the right size for a pair of littles to hide in. He opened each door and found empty space and some occasional clothes. The last one near the bed had five packs unopened of disposable diapers in it and one pack of half empty diapers. Nothing out of the ordinary except for the cute prints on them. He felt she at least had sense enough to wear diapers so it was a step in the right direction. Still, it brought him no closer to finding the pair of them. Half of the space was taken up with workout equipment and a small climbing wall that was no big deal for anyone his size but for a little it was a good height for a quick work out. It had a safety harness and and a very thick mat in case she slipped and the harness failed. Good thinking but still, she should not have been doing this at all as it was dangerous. It took the work of him and five other agents to tear the climbing wall apart and find nothing behind it. There was no suspended ceiling but it was dark above the lights. He had help getting up above the lights and looked around with a light. No one was hiding in the shadows so that cleared this room. On the night stand was an unfinished page of recipe ideas that Melina had been writing at some time and he had to admit, they sounded tasty. “This room is done. Let's seal it and check the next room.” They made their way down the long hall and checked every inch of the floor, ceiling, and walls with no concealed doors found. The last door at the far end of the hallway was locked which made him think he had them almost within his grasp. The door was metal and secured with hand print scanner of some type. He set his Identification on the scanner and the door stayed locked. One of the agents leaning against the door let out a scream of pain as an electrical charge shocked him and knocked him out. Agent Larsons took a look at the door in frustration then pulled some gloves out of his pocket before going to work on the scanner pad. Taking the scanner apart took him almost 20 minutes as it was well built. Once he had the scanner opened he tried to hot wire it into opening the door. “Illegal access attempt. Further attempts may result in bodily injury.” The computer voice over the small speaker had surprised and frustrated him instead of serving as a warning he should have heeded. He made a move towards the wires with a knife in hand and found himself waking up in the hospital. “What happened? How did I get here?” Baelorn looked up at him and laughed. “You are very lucky you showed your federal identification or you would be very dead instead of just stunned. You got hit with a stun blast from my security system. You should be grateful you did not get into that door. That door leads to my private residence. Had you not been a federal officer the shot would have vaporized you on the spot.” “That was not an electrical stunner. What was it that you hit me with?” “I wont bother to explain it to you. It's a little something I brought from my home world and rigged up to stop unwanted visitors. You have been out cold for almost a week now.” “How did you get out without being sent to a state run facility?” Baelorn laughed. “Get comfortable as it is a long and twisted story!” MARTHA & RACHELLE “We have broken no laws! We are not the ones in the wrong here!” The man in charge of the jail laughed and stunned them both before stripping them of their clothes and leaving them naked. Rachelle screamed as someone pulled her legs apart as she thought she was about to get raped. “No! Please don't!” Martha was still too stunned to move as they lifted Rachelle and slid a giant diaper under her bottom then set her back down on it. They kept her legs spread and she screamed in terror until she felt the diaper being pulled into place and fastened securely. Martha was next. They lifted her bottom up then slid a fresh diaper under her before lowering her again. They pulled her legs apart and then pulled the front of the diaper up between her legs and taped it shut securely. “You harbored littles that were supposed to go to a nursery center so you get the treatment instead. Hope you like the diapers because from now on you will be seeing a lot of them.” Both women were escorted out of the room by four very strong and big security guards. The long hallway was chilly and with only a diaper on they felt cold. “We did nothing wrong! This is illegal to do this to us!” The guards laughed and forced them to walk to the next door where they were handcuffed and then had their ankles shackled and chained as well. “Go through the door and behave or we get rough with you. You both look cute in diapers. Maybe we can play after they finish with you both. Have fun baby girls.” They walked into the next room where mechanical appendages held them immobile and then gave each of them a series of shots. The two of them were forced forward by the mechanical appendages. Rachelle tried to speak but when she opened her mouth a pacifier was shoved into it. Martha had her mouth forced open and a pacifier shoved into it as well. She tried to spit it out but a mechanical limb held it in place as they were forced forward. The door in front of them opened and they were forced through it and seized by another set of metal appendages as they were forced forward to their next humiliating stage. Pictures were taken of them in just the diapers they had on before they were forced forward to the next point. They were moving forward when Martha began peeing in her diaper without warning. She tried to get the stream to stop with no success. Rachelle struggled against the arms as she soaked herself as well. Within a minute they were both completely soaked almost to the point of leaking. Both women found themselves picked up by multiple metal hands and set on giant changing tables where they had their diapers changed by reprogrammed nanny bots. Before they were diapered completely they had suppositories pushed into their backsides as an old lady watched with a stern look on her face. Martha squirmed and tried to escape the suppository and then the diapering but to no avail. Hands dressed both girls in babyish looking clothing with snaps in the crotch for easier access when diaper changes were required. They struggled as a man came walking into the room. “Greetings baby girls. I am your new master. You will not need to address me as anything other than master. You are here to be fixed so you will no longer be useless members of society. You are no longer married and in time will come to dislike one another. The very idea of being in love with another woman will be repulsive to you as it should be. You will believe that all littles are nothing more than babies who should be in nurseries wearing diapers and drinking from bottles. You will come to understand that anyone who goes against my ideals should be sent through treatment and be regressed to the state of nothing more than a baby for at least a year before being reprogrammed into a useful drone in my service. You are both very attractive so I may have you reprogrammed to be sex toys to service those loyal to me. I may leave you as babies since you hid a pair of littles from me. I have had several buyers bidding on those two babies for some time now and you may have cost me a lot of money by sheltering them. Perhaps I will simply have you trained as diapered nannies to take care of littles in the nursery. I think the possibilities are going to be interesting. I wonder how many men would like either of you as their own personal diapered sex toys. I'll look into that and if the price is high enough then that will be a good way to reprogram you freaks. No matter what the final outcome of you is, it will be for the best of society. No more lesbians, homosexuals, bisexuals, or trans-gendered. Once I have my place secured then all littles will be babies for those rich enough to afford them. I will remake this world in my image. You two are simply going to serve as an example and a warning to those who think of crossing or denying me anything I want.” The man walked over and fondled them both a few minutes before walking away smiling. “Prep them both for my pleasure. I think I will take the dark haired one first and let the other watch.” “Yes sir!” The man walked out of the room and the old lady smiled an evil smile. “Okay babies, which of you will volunteer to go first and save us anymore problems?” Neither of them answered and continued struggled to escape the bonds that held them. “Reprogramming you two is going to be great fun. If you play nice I may let you two hug each other one last time before you are forever separated.” The lady laughed as they both struggled to get free. “It's far too late to struggle now dears. Soon you will be in the master's loving embrace and you will enjoy it, well, maybe you wont, but that's fine. The master will enjoy you and that is all that matters.” She laughed and left the room as they struggled and screamed through the pacifiers in their mouths. The diapers taped on them crinkled loudly and soon their bowels began to rumble as well. Martha's eyes went wide as the first wave of cramps hit her painfully. She struggled to hold back the flow but it was no use. The mess exploded into her diaper and kept flowing until their was nothing left in her bowels. Tears rolled down her eyes and soon enough she heard Rachelle suffering the same fate. The smell was horrible and the feeling was disgusting as they were forced to lay in their own mess. Soon enough their bladders emptied again into the diapers and made the sloppy mess even worse for the two of them. Both women cried as more arms reached out and injected them again before retreating. It seemed like an eternity before two robotic units came in to clean them up and change them. Both women were grateful to be out of the filth they had been trapped in. Both girls had spreader bars attached to their ankles and then to their hands after the robots were done changing them. Their hands were restrained above their heads and kept spread wide apart. The tables they were on lowered to a lower height and the man walked in smiling. Martha was forced to watch in horror as he forced himself on Rachelle while she screamed, struggled and cried. The man smiled and enjoyed himself as she was forced to watch everything he did to Rachelle. When he finished Rachelle was sobbing and turned her head away from Martha as the man laughed and took a pill. Rachelle sobbed as Martha watched helplessly in horror. “She was tight and definitely fun. I hope you don't get upset that she went first. Thanks to modern medicine I'm ready to give you your turn as well. If you are even half as good as she is then I may have to keep you both for myself.” Martha screamed as he forced himself on her and enjoyed the terror and and disgust on her face as he had his way with her. Soon enough he grunted and finished his foul deed, leaving his seed in her as he got up off of her. “That was most enjoyable! I think I will miss you two when you are gone. I have a buyer for the two of you as a pair of diapered big baby sex toys. The councilman will love you both. I will have him in my support and his money as well so it is a win win situation for me and for him. He has been wanting you both for some time now and seems to enjoy the idea of you both being diaper dependent. I'll have your teeth removed as well before you leave here. You wont need them anymore since he wants you fed from bottles as well. No teeth means you cant bite off anything and will be better at servicing him on your knees when the desire suits him. You will be programmed to enjoy his every whim! You will simply long for him to use you despite how you feel about it! I can’t think of a more fitting end for the two of you!” Both women were used four more times by the guards before being sent to the next stage of their reprogramming. The shots rendered their bladders and bowels incapable of holding anything in for long. They were made less resistant to hypnotic suggestions. The reprogramming began as they were both taken and used sexually again by the man as his voice droned on through headphones. It was hard to not give in to the voice as it told them they were babies who enjoyed being used for sex and that they enjoyed wetting and messing their diapers as well. After five days of not breaking completely things changed for both women. The voice started telling them to hate the idea of sex with other women. It was very insistent about how they should feel towards those who were not heterosexual. Martha and Rachelle cried as they knew they would hate each other once the messages were done. The man walked in and started to unbuckle his pants when his eyes went wide. Even through the headphones they could hear the sounds of others storming into the place. The man spun around and hit the floor as a bullet caught him in the shoulder. A moment later the headphones were removed from both women as others unstrapped them and covered them with blankets before rushing them out of the building and to safety. BAELORN & MELINA Larsons hit the floor out cold as a beam of light hit him and knocked him back several feet. The other men attempted to revive him without success. He was out cold but not dead. “Further attempts at intrusion will be met with lethal force.” The voice over the intercom gave no further warning but their instructions had been very clear about dealing with the littles. They were to be caught and taken, not to a normal facility, but to another facility run by a very rich, powerful and dangerous man. The men tried to force the door one more time and this time the one closest to the door had his head blown off by the beam of light. The others turned to run and suffered the same fate. Another agent came into the hall and was warned by the computer voice. He looked at the dead bodies and the one body of his superior and simply replaced the scanner plate carefully and screwed the screws back into place before facing the camera and speaking. “I have replaced the scanner plate and screwed it into place again. May I summon medical assistance for my superior?” Again the computer voice spoke. Medical assistance is allowed. Agent will be allowed to leave if no further attempts at intrusion occur.” The man called for a medical team to come and take care of the mess. They arrived in minutes and checked over the body of Agent Larsons then carefully removed him for transport to the hospital. More agents showed up and it was discovered that the men found dead did not work for the agency. The remaining agent looked at the door and made no attempt to even touch it. “Not sure if you two can hear me but something odd is going on here. Stay put for a while until this is all sorted out. I'll come back or you can call me if you like.” He held up his card to the camera so that it could be photographed. Three days later the man returned and stopped at the door. “What a mess. We have a nasty nest of vipers in the agency it seems and they were giving false orders to Larsons by order of some other person we are currently hunting down. Your two friends never made it to their hearing. They were intercepted and we have lost them. If you have a way to find them we could use your help. The littles protection act is being suspended for now. The one that was passed was not a good law in my opinion. Call me if you want to talk or can offer any help.” The man turned to go when the door opened up. Melina stood facing the man. “If this is a trick you wont live to regret it!” “No trick.” Baelorn and Melina talked a moment then stepped out into the hall. “Show us what you have for information.” Baelorn and Melina followed the man to the restaurant and set at a table as he calmly showed them everything and explained it all in great detail. Melina stopped him at one point so she could change her wet diaper. “The damned toilet was not hooked up again so we have been having to use diapers instead. Be right back after I change.” Melina walked into the restroom and then removed a thin diaper from her fanny pack and made short work of removing the wet one and putting a clean one on. With the clean diaper taped in place she pulled her jeans back up over it and returned to the table. As she was walking there an idea came to her. “I have an idea guys. I know a council person who loves my cooking a little too much for his own good. He is a fair man and he might be able to help us catch this man and help us find Martha and Rachelle.” The man smiled and handed her a phone. “I think we need to make a phone call.” MARTHA & RACHELLE They were both slightly weak after fighting the restraints and the numerous sexual assaults. Soldiers gently lifted them off their changing tables and put them onto gurneys for transport to a hospital. When Martha woke up Rachelle was laying in a bed next to her and still asleep. She could feel the bulk between her legs and knew for a fact she was still wearing a diaper. She was surprised when a pair of littles walked into the room and smiled at them both. Baelorn and Melina had come for a visit. “It's good to see you awake at last. We were worried you might not wake up for a few more weeks yet as bad a shape as you were in when they brought you here.” Rachelle woke up and squinted as she tried to see without her glasses. “It's Baelorn and Melina, honey!” “I can't see without my glasses! Where are we?” “You are both safe in a hospital. We were told you would likely wake up today so we have been here all day waiting for you two to wake up.” Baelorn found a pair of glasses then handed them to Rachelle. She put them on and then smiled at them both. Baelorn and Melina visited for almost ten minutes before they had to leave. “We promised to stay only ten minutes if they let us see you. Besides, we have a doctor to see.” Melina put her hand on her belly and smiled. Martha smiled and so did Rachelle when they caught the meaning. “We're hoping for a girl.” All of them smiled at the first good news in a long time. Martha and Rachelle were given shots to prevent any unwanted pregnancies. A councilor talked with them both every day for all five weeks they were in the hospital healing. The councilman had helped by posing as a man looking for a pair of amazon women for sex toys and he specified he wanted them to be in diapers and have to use bottles. Everything he specified would take several weeks to do to the pair and that was the time needed to find the man that had intercepted Martha and Rachelle. A platoon of soldiers raided his place and finally shot him in the shoulder when he tried to pull a gun. His assistant died when she threw a grenade at the soldiers and was shot for it. The grenade failed to go off and was later taken care of by experts. The guards at the place were loyal and fought to the last man before the soldiers broke through into the private chambers where the man did his foul work. Martha and Rachelle were found naked and strapped to a giant changing table. They were covered with blankets then rushed to the nearest hospital. Both women were now permanently stuck in diapers thanks to the shots ruining their bladder and bowel muscles. It took six months of seeing a councilor to repair the mental damage they’d had done to them. Melina and Baelorn opened up their shops again to the great delight of everyone in the neighborhood and several council persons who loved the food and the good repair service. Once Martha and Rachelle were finally declared as fully healed from the mess they were invited to the wedding of Melina to Baelorn. Martha and Rachelle moved into a building across the street from Melina's place and opened their new bakery with Melina promoting the event. Melina chose to stay in the diapers she loved so much and Baelorn has admitted that it has led to some interesting diaper changes. Martha and Rachelle laughed at hearing this and agreed that they too have had a few interesting diaper changes as well. Melina finally gave birth to a little girl with an unusual physique since her father was not from this world. They named her Janine and raised her with a great deal of love. She inherited her Father's love of tinkering and loved to tinker with cars all the time. When she tried to help in the kitchen it was a disaster. She had no talent for cooking. Melina laughed about it. It was a blustery and cold November 3rd when the three of them said a sad goodbye to everyone and left the world for good. The laws concerning littles were changing for the worse and littles had almost no rights except to be adopted as babies for the rich giants. Martha and Rachelle vanished two years later after witnesses reported seeing a strange looking air ship in the skies over their home. Those few who were real close to the couple know where they went and smile about it. Baelorn and Melina refused to leave their best friends behind to face the ever more Draconian and restrictive laws concerning littles, and those who were not straight in their sexual orientation. As for the man that kidnapped Martha and Rachelle, he was publicly executed for attempting to overthrow the government. He was shot in the head and his body dumped in the ocean for the sharks to eat. END That's all of it folks. Thank you for reading this and I hope you enjoyed it. Happy holidays to everyone.