BabySiras

In the words of the immortal Hozier "Take me to church" Chapter 4: The First Steps To Eden I practically flopped onto my couch the moment I got home. Happy Birthday to me, my gift this year was a crappy day it seemed. "V.A.: Order delivery, I'm too tired to cook." That last meeting had gone an hour over time, and for what? What even was the point in a mass market virtual intelligence designed to flip a switch?! "Understood. Where would you like it from?" Ugh, why is it asking. Stupid thing is in my head, it knows I've spent all day listening to some of the dumbest things on earth. Not to mention that after my admittedly weird lunch it seemed like every little thing in the company need my personal attention. "Pick something marked as a favorite, I genuinely don't care right now." Stupid virtual assistant. Why couldn't it see I was hungry and just, have the food? Sadly, there were limits to the intelligence of a V.A.. I could probably afford an automata that could do it, but that sounded like one more thing to boss around. I was about to turn on the holoview when I felt a slight rustling. Oh yeah, that. I pulled out a small pamphlet I got at lunch. The Eternal Children of the Lord Invite You to Play! It read across the top. It was made of the same hemp based paper that you'd find in traditionalist school rooms. Any other day I'd have just thrown it away thinking they were committed to some gimmick. But... that little girl's story earlier... ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ "Thanks mister! As you may know, we believe that to be a child is to be as we were in the Garden if Eden, as our Lord originally cweated us. Honestly, I thought it was a bunch of doodoo before I joined in. But my life was so overwhelming, like everything was just grey all the time. Now I live in a world of color and joy. Have a flyer!" ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ She had been about to say more, but the paci kid had an accident. I should have been grossed out. Dude looked like he was supposed to be my age, but almost instantly the automata with the trio began to fuss over him. I wanna be grossed out by the accident; no, I should be grossed out by it. Its just... I... I might be... a tiny bit... je... I shook the thought out of my head and I opened the pamphlet. The information inside mostly talked about the meeting on Saturday. Food would be provided, they'd talk about their history, answer good faith questions, and apperently a watch party afterwards for some new animated holofilm. "Hey V.A., do I have anything scheduled Saturday morning?" I asked nonchalantly. Not sure why, not like it would judge me for being a bit curious. "There is nothing scheduled until an early Buisness dinner. You are free until 16:30 in the afternoon. Would you like to add an event?" I thought about it for a moment. It would be over long before the dinner. I nodded, not trusting myself to say it out loud. With that taken care of, I switched on the Holoview and browsed available shows. I idly clicked around, not really picking anything to really watch. At some point, the door rang with the food V.A. ordered. Opening the bag, I found a plate of chicken strips and fries. Huh. Forgot that was on my favorites list. Surprised it's still open, but things never really die anymore. Still, must have been like thirty years since I last ordered it. Maybe it was the earlier conversations, maybe it was the food I'd not had in years; but a random thought occured to me. I had no real reason to not do it, so may as well ask. "Hey V.A.. what shows are currently popular for children?" The V.A. brought up a list of shows. JayJay's Interesting Adventures, MicroMechs, FoxHound Spy Agency, Our Hero School... the list was far too long. "Actually, V.A.? Surprise me." I opened one of the packages of dipping sauce as the animated opening played. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ I made it to the meeting just a few minutes before it was scheduled to start. Despite my V.A.'s insistence, I couldn't believe this was the meeting place until I passed by it three times. The 'church' that the meeting was being held in looked more like a glorified daycare than a place of worship. Inside wasn't much different. Candy colored walls over soft, bright carpets that had clearly had plenty of stains added in and cleaned out. Parts of what I assume was a large playpen were pushed to the side, and a few stuffed animals and assorted toys had managed to find their way out of storage here and there. It didn't help that while there was only about twenty or so people here; most seemed to be dressed in the hyper childish manner that implied they were already members of this immature congregation. "I knew I'd find you here." I jumped at the voice behind me. I'd been so focused on the environment that I didn't even notice someone sneaking up on me. Naturally, a girlish laugh followed at my minor fright. I turned, unable to keep a smile from showing on the edge of my scowl. It was the girl from a few days ago. Today she was wearing a tie dye sundress and a pink, unzipped sweater. "I'm Layla. Welcome!" The girl smiled and held out her hand. Can't say I expected to be snuck up on like that, but I suppose it was nice to see the girl who invited me. "Josiah. So, is there any coffee here?" I asked her. It was still fairly early after all. Of course, Layla shook her head. "Coffee is a grown up drink, so we don't therve it here. There's juice though." She pointed to a nearby consession stand. Huh, can't believe I missed that. Also can't believe these over grown wanna be kids are able to be this peppy in the morning without coffee. Maybe they were right about some things. "Why don't you go and take a seat. Big Sis is about to talk. I'll bring you some juice, kay!" Before I could object, Layla had already walked away. Well, I was thirsty anyway. Not wanting to disappoint my newfound friend, I walked over to the floor mats and prepared to listen to the sermon. There were a few others sitting on the floormats in front of the stage already. The more childishly dressed ones were happily chatting together about one thing or another. I was happy to see two or three other guys like me in jeans and polos. One of them was talking to a woman in a sundress that also looked out of place. It was nice to know I wasn't the only one curious about this. I didn't have long to wait after I took my seat for things to begin. The lights above flashed on and off once, which seemed to be a sign as all the 'children' still standing around quickly found their way to a mat. Layla quickly returned and handed me a surprisingly large juice box before sitting right next to me. Eh, when in Rome. With a quiet thanks, I punched in the straw and took a sip and... wow. My eyes instantly widened. The taste was so vivid. So... real! I examined the juice box again, but i didn't see any sort of explanation on there. Only a picture of an apple. With only one expert on hand, I looked to Layla. "Is this real fruit juice?" Impossible. Had to be a bluff. No group, no matter how much they wanted to recruit people, would give away real juice like this. That stuff was incredibly expensive. Layla was no help. Apperently, something about my face was funny, as my reaction only made her laugh. "Silly, what else would it be?" Which... no... no way. Before I could press her any more on this insane luxury, she shushed me and pointed to a young woman walking onto the small stage. Unlike the rest of the Edenites I've seen, this woman seemed to present herself in a way that most normal folk would call acceptable. She wore comfortable looking jeans and a pale blue button up shirt with a large sunflower on one side. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail. She gave off a vibe that just screamed 'high school babysitter'. Probably meant she was the 'Big Sis' Layla had mentioned. "Good Morning my little brothers, little sisters, and all my little siblings!" The congregation applauded and cheered st that. "I also see we have a few newcomers. Whether you come again or not, let me thank you for a least coming to see the Path with open eyes and open hearts. I am Big Sister Katrina, or Sissy Kat, whichever is easier for you to say." Another round of applause, this one I even joined in on with much less enthusiasm than most of the people around me. "Before we get to the scripture for the day, I want to talk about our way of life a little bit for those that are new. Let me start by saying I know how we look from the outside. I was once like you, looking in and laughing at the people that willingly become as children." A lot of the people around me nodded along, though the ones that were new like me seemed to look away for a moment. "And then I came to my first sermon, much like you are now. Then I went to my second. Then my fourth. I made friends. I went to Playdates. I learned that this was a life to be celebrated. That we could return to a freedom that we gave away in the name of being 'mature', or 'responsible', or 'grown-up'. I know some of you heard rumors that we modify our mind and archive our adulthood. Let me tell you that that is true. It isn't a secret to he ashamed of. In fact, most of my ability to process the world as an adult has been locked away. In all but the years I've lived, I am a teenager. Many of those around you have done the same. And I can tell you that none of us have ever been happier!" There was a roaring round of cheers at that. I'm not sure how to really feel about the information though. I mean, I'd heard the rumors, but I never believed them. Was it really not just an act? My ruminations were silenced as the Big Sister continued speaking. "Now a quick announcement. For nearly a decade now, I have served as the Big Sibling, helping to guide you on your Path. One day I will rejoin my little siblings on the journey to New Eden. A day that's coming sooner rather later actually. In fact, my own Nan and I have already begun training my successor, who will be announced at our next full meeting early next month." She pointed to an automata wearing a light blue dress and a frilly apron. For some reason, Layla began sitting taller on her mat next to mine. "Any of the newcomers that have questions about the path to New Eden are welcome to come ask me questions after the sermon, and before the film showing. I will happily share with you my own tales about my journey. Now, let me begin the sermon with a prayer. Those that know the words are encouraged to join in." The Big Sister bowed her head. Around me, every one of her 'little siblings' did the same. Made it easy to see the others that were new. Most seemed to be feeling the same confusion and hesitance that I was. "I am a Child of the Lord. To be free of responsibility, is to be made in the Great Caretakers' image. I embrace my childhood as my true self. To walk the path to New Eden is to to walk the path to true freedom." All the siblings spoke in unison with her. The big sister then raised her head as her automata created a holoview of their holy text. Even from down below the stage, I could see that there were just as many pictures as there were words. "Today, I will read to you from the Book of New Genesis, as transcribed by our prophet, Dennis." I'll admit, I tuned out much of the biblical reading. The pictures were very well drawn however. The automata would display them along with the reading to better show the story. Honestly, those stook out to me more than the words. A child running free chasing after a friendly dog. A trio of friends eating ice cream in a park, pretending the bench was the edge of a great clock tower. A woman that mourned the loss of a childhood friend who'd grown cold and distant by the world. An unhappy man that looked longingly at the love and affection others seemed to get so freely. The images and the stories told if them were heart wrenching. It was so easy to see myself in so much of what was being presented. "It's okay to cry." Layla whispered beside me. Before I could begin to deny the accusation, she lifted her hand and wiped off a tear that had somehow found it's way onto my face. "Crying is how the body is supposed to let its emotions flow." I turned away from her. Maybe it was okay for her to cry, but I wasn't like her. I was a grown up. An adult. Am an adult. I am an adult, not was. ... ... ... I wiped the tears from my face and listened to the sermon more closely. I took another sip of my juice box, letting the marvel of its flavor distract me from the feelings the images brought up within me. If nothing else, I'd stay for the film. Would he nice to have something more light hearted after this.

Well you're in luck, cause there's a chapter every morning til I run out of backlog or run out if story. Whichever comes first

Everything is a deliberate choice. Even the choices we don't know we make. Chapter 3: The Last Breakfast I laugh as I rush passed walls covered in cartoon characters and sunny skies. Nan said it was the ideal environment for a little one to live in. I don't know about that. Personally I think the ideal environment world be a pool of ice cream, but I love it just the same. As I enter the kitchen, I see that Nan went all out this morning. On the table in front of my seat was the most ginormous plate of pancakes I've ever seen. And above it? A giant, rainbow pattern with bright vibrant letters on it! I may not be able to spell or read too well nowadays, but I don't need to to know that says happy birthday. I'm so happy that I freeze as I see it and it's just... I... it's overwhelming. The memories are distant now. Echoes it's called, when you remember remembering something that was archived. Not that I was big enough to really understand what that meant anymore. How can you know something you forgot? But I can remember waking up on my birthday to no one noticing. Just a list of things to do. Even last year, where I spent the evening at a playdate, I didn't quite have my Nan yet. LaLa gave her to me a few days afterwards. I remember feeling so lost, and alone that morning. I nearly left the Path that day. Nearly leaving everything good because of a misguided sense of shame. I involuntarily sniffle as tears run down my face. I... I'm happy though. This is amazing and no one has ever done anything like this before and I... "Hey, hey, it's alright. I'm here for you." Before I know it, I'm picked up into a hug. Soothing words are whispered as I cried into Nan's shoulder. It doesn't take long for her shirt to be damp with my tears. "It's okay. You're a good little one. Only grown ups hold it in when they want to cry." The floodgate only opened further at that, as I began to completely bawl my eyes out. She gently pushed my favorite paci into my mouth and I quickly started suckling on it as the flood of emotions began flow away. This was the worst part of being Purified. I can't really manage my own emotions anymore. Being sad feels like the entire world is ending. It's worth it though. When I'm happy, nothing in the world can bring me down. Nan says my smile is infectious. For the moment though, I'm crying. For the echoes of the person I used to be. For the grownup who forced himself to be big for so long. For the life I suffered through. "There there. Feeling better?" Nan asked as my bawling subsided in to mere sniffling. I nodded as I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Thank you, Nan." I said through my paci as she set me back down. I gave Nan another big hug and walked over to my chair. Already my earlier excitement was overcoming my last remaining sniffles as I looked at my pancakes. I didnt get a good look at them before it seemed, as they were covered in fresh fruits. Bananas, and strawberries, and even some apple slices sat under a mountain syrup! Even better, they were real fruits too! I yanked my pacifier out if my mouth and shoved it into a pocket. "Nan, this is amazing!" I exclaimed as I took my plastic knife and fork into my hands. I gripped my fists around them awkwardly, like how they taught me to hold them in daycare. I waited until Nan tied a bib around my neck before eagerly digging in! After all, tonight Nan will be putting me in the high chair for the first time! I couldn't wait. We got it in a week ago, but Nan and my Big Sibling say it's only for those who have been completely Purified. I pouted, but they told me to enjoy my big kid privileges while I could. Not that I really thought about it for long. I was too busy enjoying the breakfast of kings! Nan even filled my sippy cup with orange juice. Orange Juice! Once upon a time, I could barely start my day without a cup of coffee. I don't know why though, that stuff is yucky. Just the thought of drinking it made me giggle at the idea of me or a different little one drinking the stuff. Course, this did mean some juice dribbled down my face, but that's what the bib is for anyway. Soon enough, my pancakes were gone leaving my face covered in syrup and orange juice. I leaned back in satisfaction as Nan used a baby wipe to clean off my face. A full belly if good food was more than enough to quell the last of my earlier had mood. "There, why don't you go play in the living room for a bit?" Nan didn't have to tell me twice. I eagerly slid of the chair and began to skip away to cartoons and toys. Maybe it was because today was the day of my final Purification, or maybe it was because it was my birthday; but another echo came to mind. I never used to skip anywhere. Not once did I skip rather than walk or jog. What a sad life. Fortunately, I had my paci this time. Almost the moment I popped it in, the negative thoughts went away. Inside the playroom, the holoview was already on with the opening jingle to JayJay's Interesting Adventures playing. I'd seen all the episodes at least three or four times. Probably more honestly, but that's as high as I could count. Little ones like me didn't need to know numbers bigger than that after all. As the theme played, I grabbed some of my blocks, and my JayJay dollie and plopped my butt down to watch. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ "Anything can be defeated through the power of friendship, even you Potty Monster!" "You say that now, but soon you will all fall to my WHIRLPOOL SUCTION" "JayJay! Noooooooo!" I reenacted the scenes in the episode using my dollie. This was one of my favorite episodes. JayJay and their friends are attacked by an evil potty while at sea and then they have to... Actually, you have to see it for yourself. There are no words to describe how epic it is. Anyway, my enjoyment of watching JayJay defeat the potty monster had would be interrupted by a sharp pain. Was that... oh... I had to go potty! I groaned. The episode was just getting to the best part though. Plus, all my blocks were set up to look like JayJay's pirate ship and that took forever to set up. The rules were clear though, training pants were for accidents only. Everyone in daycare knew that you had to find a N.a.n.n.y if you know you need to potty. It was a really dumb rule. Something about how it's the only thing we need to be responsible for or something. They always seem to know if you have an accident or if you use your training pants on purpose somehow. We get in trouble if we use our training pants like diapers. It seems like a dumb rule, but trainers aren't diapers. The babies that have been fully Purified are so lucky. You know what, though? It's my birthday, and its my Purification day! I'm not gonna be potty trained anymore soon, so why should it even matter? With that irrefutable logic backing me up, what little control I had was forfeit. My training pants quickly warmed as I cheered along with JayJay on the holoview. "Wow JayJay! I can't believe you let the potty monster swallow you so you could destroy it from the inside!" "I did what I had to do Ava. Now the potty monster will never threaten you again." "My hero!" As Ava hugged JayJay on screen, I hugged my JayJay dollie too. After all, she helped me defeat my own potty monster! "Josie! Bath time!" The holoview shut itself off at Nan's command. Perfect timing, the episode just ended anyway. I set JayJay on her makeshift ship and stood, my sodden trainer weighing down my pajamas. It was time to start getting ready for the ceremony. "Coming, Nan!"

I do appreciate the criticism! I was trying to be somewhat subtle about the time differences at first. Was hoping the chapter titles (Toddling to Eden vs A Marathon From Eden implying how when in the Journey Josiah is). Also, one of those two options is much closer to what I'm going for. Of course, the journey is just as important as the destination. As always, im glad to see you're enjoying it! Chapters 3 and 4 are already written, I just want to give them some time before hand. At least one little one needs the perfect birthday breakfast after all

AN: I haven't said the main character's name yet, have I? Let's fix that. Chapter 2: A Marathon From Eden "Good morning Josiah! Judging by your heart rate and brainwave pattern, you have woken up enough for your morning update. You have three meetings regarding the fourth quarter releases at ten, fourteen, and sixteen hundred hours today. Weather shows mild overcast, though the temperature shall remain in the mid to high sixties. Additionally, it is your one hundredth and forty eighth birthday. There is currently nothing scheduled for celebrations. If you wish to hear this message again, please say 'Repeat'" I sighed. I really didn't need my virtual assistant to detail my schedule today. One hundred and forty eight years. The younger generations, the ones that haven't yet reached even their sixties don't understand the weight of so much time. The weight is too much to bear some days. The reminder that all I had planned for today was work certainly didn't help either. I can still remember the days in my childhood when having a birthday was a time of celebration and joy. Maybe that's my problem. I know a few people who've had most of their first forty years of life archived. Filed away to be revisited when desired. As I stare up at my blank ceiling, remembering the stars that once dotted it, I can't find it in myself to do the same. Even on days like this; when time and responsibility keep me pinned to my bed. The idea of giving up the happiest days of my life seemed blasphemous in away. Even on days where I'd stay in bed all day just to escape. Alas, theres no one here to get me up except myself. While the weight of responsibility holds me down, it's also the one thing to help me up some days. I slowly swing my legs out of my bed and stand up. I toss my sleep ware off to the side. Maybe a shower before work will help me wake up. I can grab a coffee on my way in today. No way I'll be able to get through without some form of caffeine. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ "Blah, blah, blah?" "Blah!" Maybe I shouldn't have gotten that coffee this morning. I haven't paid too much attention to what's been discussed. No matter how much arguing back and forth goes on, everyone here knew what would happen. Lots of key words and catch phrases thrown around on platitudes while no agreement is actually reached. We then wait a week, and then they take our contact to supply mining AI or whatever. Honestly, you'd think I'd pay more attention to what my own company was selling. Yet all that was on my mind was how much I needed to pee. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, but I must have forgotten to take care of that after my shower. Now I'm just sitting here too annoyed and distracted to care about anything accept keeping my leg from bouncing like a child needing to potty. "So we meet again next week to discuss the code needed to manage the project?" "Agreed" Finally it was over. Exactly as I called it even. I barely took enough time to thank everyone before leaving. Honestly, I would say the meeting was a complete waste of time but... I don't know what I would do if I wasn't here. The moment I'm done using the restroom, I leave the bland corp lobby of the buisness I was at. How is it that we live in a world where holographic displays can show a near limitless variety, and yet every corp lobby looks identical. Beige walls, a few plants here and there, fake window showing a city high rise. Seen one, you've seen them all. "V.A., find me the nearest dining establishment with the shortest line". Almost instantaneously the information appeared in my head. There was a synth-burger shop down the street that was having a slow day. Was normally pretty good food too, if pricey. Eh, why not. Not like I use the money on anything else. May as well treat myself. Of course, the reason behind the short line is clear the moment I get near the vintage, early 2100s themed burger shop. "Return to a life of Purity! Reject the corruption of age!" "To archive your childhood is to remove the greatest blessing bestowed upon us." "Return to Eden on Earth!" Of course, it was hard to understand the last one through the pacifier in their mouth. I rolled my eyes, mostly ignoring them as I approached the store. The three overgrown children seemed to be shouting to all who could hear. A short distance away was one of their automata. I didn't understand how someone could be so willing to give up their lives to one of those machines. One of the trio, a girl in a short pastel pink skirt overall thing approached me as I walked past. "Hey Mister! Got a thecond to hear about the great work?" In another time, I would say she appeared to be in her mid twenties. Back before the Second Medical Revolution at least. It was a description that didn't mean much nowadays, but some still used to define where they wanted their aging frozen at. I didn't have a choice back then, so I'm stuck in my early thirties give or take a few years. An internal tangent that did not bother to stop yet another eyeroll at the girl's fake lisp. The Neo Edenites, or Eternal Children of the Lord as they call themselves, were generally harmless nuisances. Most people thought they were more than a little loony, and I happily count myself amongst that number. And yet, something about her positivity, the sheer hope behind her eyes that someone will listen despite the people walking past makes me hesitate. Just because they were loons didn't mean they had everything wrong. Maybe it was because I'd felt so disconnected from my life recently. Maybe my world seemed grey and bland, and I wanted to see what this girl's more colorful life was like. Maybe I just wanted justification for my refusal to archive my childhood. I'm not sure, honestly. In the future, I'd look back on this moment with awe and reverence. The moment I began my path towards the New Eden. The moment I began to realize the futility of adulthood. All I knew, is that without realizing, I replied with sarcasm heavily coating an earnest desire for answers. "Why not?"

Sadly, it seems to be a coincidence. Gonna have to look up the accidental reference though. I do have more chapters written/plotted. So expect more sometime tomorrow

That... would be a typo of extraordinary proportions. It is fixed now. I will hunt down the other typo later, but thank you for pointing that out! Also, you have no idea how much it means to hear you're interested

AN: I am not an author. Most of my experience comes from extremely long running play by post games on first forums, and later discord. However, after a friend described a setting for a game, I had an idea that wouldn't leave me alone. This story is inspired by their idea of a transhumanist future, along with my own second hand knowledge of how alternate readings of holy books have led to drastically new religions popping up like biblical fanfiction in the late 1800s. The rise in technology into post scarcity would likely contribute to even more extreme ideology. This is the story, of one such convert. Before we begin our tale, let me finish setting the stage with the following: We are all Children, in the eye of the Lord. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1: One Toddle from Eden It is the year 2525, and mankind has long unlocked the secrets contained within our minds. With control over our minds, our bodies soon followed. Nowadays, even the most staunch traditionalists have a link installed. In the modern era, even the most normal of people can afford back up drives, replacement parts, and "upgrades" to live the life they wish. I was lucky enough to be a part of the first generation to experience a seemingly endless life. Maybe that's why I fine myself smiling at the mobile above my bed on this, the morning of my one hundred and fiftieth birthday. In the grand scheme of things, it was a relatively recent addition. Yet in the months it has been there, I don't think I could ever sleep without it. Not that that's something I'll ever need to worry about again soon. I swing my legs over the side of my bed and stretch out as much as I could. A soft rustle hidden under my JayJay's Interesting Adventure pajamas is more than enough to let me know my training pants stayed dry overnight. Just two years ago to even think I'd wake up wet would probably cause me to react in abject horror. How blind I was to the truth of our existence. Now I just find the sensation oddly fitting. It is the day of my final Purification. I doubt I'll get to enjoy the feeling of waking up dry again for a long time. The sound of the door opening distracts me from my idle thoughts. "Good morning, little one. Are you excited for your big day?" My N.A.N.N.Y. spoke. Unlike most personal care automata, she was designed by the Great Work to seem a natural human being. She wore soft pants with a matching shirt tucked in. I could still recognize that they were a light blue. I smiled at her. I was so happy when the Great Work informed me I'd been Purified of my need to live independently. The day my Nan moved in was one of the happiest days of my life. I barely had time to respond before she walked over to check my pull up. "I'm so excited I can barely stand it!" Indeed, I may have been making it hard to check me with how much I was bouncing in place. Not that Nan minded. She was one of the Neo Angels of our Lord. Part of the Great Work to see us to New Eden. She could handle me being to excited to sit still. "I see someone had a dry bed this morning. Do you know what that means?" She asked while taking a moment to move my bangs out of my face. She was probably thinking of how to dress me for my ceremony. I hope she did my hair in twin tails again, but I'm sure whatever she picks will be amazing. Let her think about that boring stuff for me anyway; I've got way bigger things to think about. Such as, "Birthday Breakfast!" I cheered! Since I didn't need changing, that meant I could get right to the good part of my morning! I heard Nan giggle at my enthusiasm as I leaped off the bed and started heading for the kitchen. After all, I've got a big day ahead. Wouldn't do without a good breakfast to start my day with, now would it? ~~~~~ Not entirely sure where I plan to head towards on this journey. Please feel free to point out typos though, I'm bad at editint

This just screams amazon propaganda, and I love it

Always triple check the lock boxes. Also, this is incredibly adorable and wholesome

Calling it now. The scientist here has been spending time reliving her low single digits

Alternative to murder Use magic to turn her into a little. Make her live through the treatment she gave

I mean, I'm not bored of the story. It could probably use a time skip, but it is your story. I do hope to see the rest of the chapters get written out, but I've left enough projects unfinished to not complain. I've enjoyed the ride you've taken us on so far, and it's nice to know Breanna gets something of a happy ending

Knows more than he's letting on, and is trying to sneak the girl in. Still betting he's her actual father.

At the risk of guessing everything early buttttttttttt Guessing now that there is no scholarship, Ralph is our main girl's actual parent, and he's attempting to smuggle her back into the US. Even if I'm wrong, I am enjoying this tale! Not many stories I actually comment on.

Those darn characters never do what the authors want, eh? Jokes aside, it's cute, and I am most certainly enjoy this one.

Absolutely adorable

You know, I don't often like diaper dimension stories, but this one is seeming to be an exception. Always wanted to see a story where a little in this world snaps and starts regressing her fellow littles

A slice of life story about two platonic friends an esports. Not what I expected to become one of my favorite stories on this site, but I'm really digging it. One question, do you actively follow any esports teams or players?

Gah, this reminds me so much of Unwind. The ending of the first chapter at least. The only scene worth it from that book was the first person perspective of the character having their life taken from them in a very similar manner to the above. Not sure if it was intentional or not, but well done.

I doubled up on Tykable Little Builders. Still almost leaked

I think that was an Effy story EDIT: Boom. I believe this is it

This continues to be adorable and entertaining. I continue to await the next chapter after every release

Well, I certainly can't wait to see how the visit goes. I've enjoyed every update I've read so far

Ooooo, something's gonna change in this household Though I was really hoping Celia become a pet