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Slowly but surely these ladies are learning what babies have to deal with. Then again, I don't think that most babies have to deal with robotic butlers, but it's been a long time since I was a baby for real. LOL You've got a nice pace going here. I love how gradual and slow it is.

Didn't the dad tell the teacher to put her into the thickest diaper so that he could start training her to crawl?

Thank you for your input. Ironically enough, I was planning on writing a scene where Matilda's visit to her mother was more in depth and in a village surrounded by a forest, but that didn't really add much to the tale except introduce another character to the story. ---A Week Later: On The Island of Honshu--- After landing in Honshu, Matilda spent a busy week catching up with her friends from school and eventually made her way down to the tiny hamlet of Kuroi Ishi. She was only able to spend two days at her mother's house, chatting with the woman who had nurtured her curiosity and interest in the old ways of Honshu. Unbirthing Littles wasn't as widely practiced as it was in the olden days before Honshu was opened up to the rest of the world, but women like her mother kept the tradition alive by teaching it in the various universities throughout the land. The fact that she was carrying on her mother's work was one of the reasons why she had returned home; Not only would she be giving birth to what would be her Mother's granddaughter, but she also needed to give a lecture at her alma mater. That was why she was standing slightly backstage, waiting to be introduced to the students who would one day shape her homeland. Matilda Devereux rarely felt nervous, but as she stood behind the curtain, she felt like her stomach was full of butterflies. It was a sensation she had never experienced before and she could only attribute it to anxiety. Why was she anxious? She couldn't say. This wasn't her first speech and it wouldn't be her last, but something didn't feel right in her gut. It felt like things were moving around, but Caroline wasn't stirring. 'I remember now. My stomach is probably killing me because I stopped taking my prenatal supplements.' The pregnant doctor thought as she caressed her sore stomach. "It's an honor for me to introduce our highly esteemed speaker today, who has traveled all the way from Pannonia to talk to us about preserving our population through the ancient methods of unbirth and thus ensuring that our nation has a bright future. This is a matter that will personally affect you, or your friends and family, in one way or another. Our speaker has spent her entire career researching new ways to perfect the medical practice of unbirthing Littles and she has decided to speak with us all about her latest discovery; a promising new supplement which will help every woman rejuvenate her reproduction system!" A resounding amount of applause interrupted the nine foot tall Amazon man who had been hyping up the crowd for Dr. Devereux. It took roughly thirty seconds for the crowd of young men and women to quit cheering as their clapping slowly faded into silence. "I'm happy to see you're all so excited to hear what the good doctor has to say. So, without further delay, please join me in welcoming our very own award-winning daughter of Honshu, Doctor of Fertility and Unbirth, Dr. Matilda Devereux!" Once again, the auditorium filled with a thunderous ovation from the audience as a very pregnant Dr. Devereux made her way to the podium waving her raised right hand. She finally completed the short walk and stood behind the podium, smiling while patiently waiting for the crowd to calm down. It seemed that they were truly excited to hear about her latest breakthrough which made Matilda's smile absolutely genuine. Most lecture halls she had visited lately were in Europa where she would routinely deal with pseudo intellectual brats who stopped her in the halls to debate with her the merits of her doctorate and her goals as a doctor. Many had seemed to have already written her, and the practice of unbirth, off before she ever took the stage. They not only scoffed at her work, but some of those Europan college kids had argued that Littles were equal to an Amazon. Matilda knew that such thinking was foolish and a complete waste of time; it was literally a sign of how far the schools in Europa had fallen from grace. This was different; she was home and her country was experiencing a resurgence in unbirthing Littles thanks to the groundwork her mother, and other women like her, had laid many decades ago to revive the old ways. Now, roughly twenty percent of the women in Honsho unbirthed Littles in an effort to be able to have actual Amazonian offspring. Still, it wasn't enough and her drug would triple that number if she had her way. "I'm so very excited to be back here in my homeland, at my old alma mater. It's been over two years since I've spoken on this stage and I'm sure some of you who are studying to become doctors might notice that I am pregnant with a Little!" A few cheers punctuated the otherwise quiet crowd. "Now, I know what some of you young ladies are thinking out there as you look at me; that looks extremely painful. Well I'm here to reassure you that it wasn't painful at all and that's due entirely to my latest discovery, but before I start talking about my newest groundbreaking prenatal supplements, I want to give some of you out there a brief history lesson." Dr. Devereux smiled. "The practice of Unbirthing a Little to promote the health of an infertile woman was once an extremely painful practice that sometimes killed the mother and child, but this was before the introduction of modern techniques and painkillers. Before the modern era, the practice of unbirth had a very high mortality rate. One out of four mothers and littles were lost for every three or four women who succeeded in birthing the Little. This was a fact of life in the feudal ages when a family's strength was typically measured by heads and not wealth. It didn't matter if you were from a farming family or born into a noble family; every family needed progeny to tend their lands and estates. They needed children to carry their name into battle or forward into the future. A farmer needed sons to sow and reap the fields just like a nobile family needed daughters to marry other nobility, thus expanding their own influence. This was why the pastime of capturing the Littles who foolishly came into Amazonian towns from their far flung outposts and tribes to unbirth them was so popular in the past." Matilda paused, letting that picture resonate in the minds of her audience. "However, as you may have noticed, only two out of ten infertile women practice the traditional ways of curing infertility by using a Little for their intended purpose. What does modern society do with the cure for infertility? We keep them as living dolls and faux children when they are meant to serve a higher purpose; rejuvenating an Amazon's stagnant reproductive system!" A roar of applause followed Matilda's heart felt delivery. These people knew that Littles weren't just meant to be play things. They knew that surgery had failed the people of Honshu and no amount of mapping the Amazonian Genome would solve the age old problem of infertility. They, just like Dr. Devereux, were completely convinced that nothing short of stuffing a Little up into a barren womb would save the future of their nation. "The low reproduction rate and stigma surrounding Unbirthing at the beginning of the modern era was unacceptable to women like my mother who went on to champion new techniques which were coupled with modern medicine. This combination of long lost wisdom and new drugs coming from the medical field saw the mortality rate virtually vanish. Every Amazon who practiced Unbirth ultimately went on to have their very own Amazonian sons and daughters after giving birth to a Little. The records from my Mother's time showed that for every successful Little impregnanation and subsequent birth, there would be two or three Amazonian offspring born from the womb of a once infertile Amazon." "You're probably asking yourself why I stepped up and took on my Mother's work if women like her practically eliminated the mortality rate. What more needed to be done? Well, my motivation came early in my career when I was guiding and caring for patients who had undergone the procedure of unbirthing a Little. The newly impregnated women often complained about how unruly their new babies were despite the fact that the womb of an Amazon is remarkably compatible with a Little's anatomy and should've been able to naturally soothe the Little." A sharp kick came from her own stomach, causing Matilda to pause before continuing her lecture. It seemed that Caroline was stirring. "I recall an incident that occurred when I was caring for one of my first patients that has remained with me for years. I was finishing up an ultrasound when the expectant mother on the table spontaneously started wetting herself in shock. I asked if this was a common occurrence and the woman remained quiet, but nodded her head in shame. She went on to tell me that she normally wore diapers due to how often her Little would kick her in the bladder, but she didn't want to embarrass herself by being in a diaper during her ultrasound. This had a profound effect on me and the image of that poor woman has stuck with me for years. It is unacceptable that a Little can even get away with such nonsense and bring shame upon their future mother when they're in vitro. Every time I ran into a setback, I just remembered that moment of shame and told myself that thousands of other women are forced to endure such pain and humiliation. This fueled my resolve to find a way to tame Littles in the womb and, I'm proud to say that such pain and humiliation will be a thing of the past thanks to the prenatal supplements!" Another tremendous outpouring of applause and cheers followed Dr. Devereux's proclamation "With the hormones that every woman in this audience has in abundance and one daily dose of my supplement, any infertile woman can carry a Little with zero complications, zero diapers and zero humiliation!" Matilda basked in the limelight, relishing all the applause from her future colleagues. "With my research, every woman suffering from infertility can cure herself with little to no pain! We can finally repopulate our stagnated nation and propel our people into a golden age of prosperity for all!" "We can-" Matilda was immediately silenced by a sharp pain in her bloated belly followed by a splattering sound on the wooden floor. Matilda felt a hot fluid flowing down her legs before she heard the puddle that had formed around her shoes. It happened so fast, an incredible pressure had been released as a warm wetness had forced it's way past her pussy lips as she tried to continue speaking. She grew silent as the warm water overwhelmed her panties and created a downpour which had splattered on the floor. Matilda gazed down at the pool of freshly sprayed fluid on the wooden floor and noticed that the bottom of her maternity dress was soaked as the remaining warmth flowed down her thick creamy thighs in twin streams, collecting in her socks and shoes after flowing down her legs. It would be a moment that she would never forget, but she knew that she had to take control of the situation before the audience got the wrong idea. A stunned silence washed over the crowd who looked on in confusion as Matilda stepped out from behind the podium and displayed the front of her saturated maternity dress. Her initial feeling of shock and humiliation was hidden as she addressed the audience. "As you can see my water just broke which means that I won't be able to finish the lecture. I guess my daughter can't wait to be born." Matilda chuckled. Everything from that point onwards was a blur to Matilda who found herself quickly seated in a wheelchair and pushed backstage by one of the members of the staff. Under normal circumstances, she would've had to call for an ambulance, but luckily for her the staff had already phoned the hospital down the street and requested an ambulance for her. The staff reassured her that everything would be fine, but she could feel an increased pressure coming from her pelvic area which she tried to ignore as she was pushed down the hall and towards the front of the university. It felt like her body was forcing Caroline out. Matilda attributed this unexpected development to the fact that she had stopped taking her prenatal supplements when she first arrived in Honshu. Truth be told, the pregnant doctor had planned on her body pushing Caroline out, but not during her lecture! While Matilda was being pushed out of the university and loaded into the back of an ambulance, the Little fidgeting around inside of her was completely awake for the first time in almost eight months and she was reeking havoc. To Be Continued... Dr. Devereux is going into labor! Will Caroline finally get free once the dictors and nurses see that she's not an Amazon baby? Comment below! Also, if you can't wait for the next update then consider pledging to my Patreon to read the whole story right now. It's only $5 dollars to read what took a year to write which is less than the cost of a single gallon of gas! Why not spoil yourself with a membership to my Patreon? https://www.patreon.com/user?u=6660213

It was a bit quick, but I suppose that's just pacing of the story. Still, I enjoyed it. Was a very short but sweet little story.

The pacing is brilliant and the steady implementation of procedures is excellent. I'm a bit surprised that they realized that they caught the janitor on film with Lulu. It doesn't surprise me that they film everything but it did catch me off guard that they're always watching the monitors. Nicely done.

Now that sounds like it would be fun to see. Zsófia is probably getting court martialed or, at the very least, transferred to another facility after recieving psychiatric treatment so it's not entirely possible. Then again, wouldn't that be a great sequel? --- Sorry for the delay, my dad lost his job and it's been very hectic lately helping him find a new one. Age discrimination is a serious problem in our society... enjoy this new chapter! --- Sometime later, it could have been a few minutes or hours that had passed or even days or weeks into the future; Caroline wasn't entirely sure, but she was slowly regaining her senses. Once she felt completely alert, she resumed her exploration of Matilda's womb, searching for anything that she could use as a passage to escape. After aimlessly reaching into the abyss for what felt like an eternity, she finally felt something that encompassed her on all sides; it was the uterine wall. Upon realizing that there was no way to escape, Caroline unleashed her anguish, forcing her heavy and sluggish legs to kick outwards through the fluid until she made contact with something solid; the placenta. After landing a few kicks Caroline could feel a strange pressure all over her body; it felt like the walls of her organic prison were being pressed against her body, like she was being rubbed all over from the outside. As Caroline tried to process what was happening to her, the cord attached to her started to pulsate, pumping her stomach full of nutrients. The agitated woman tried to pull at the cord, tried to stop the flow of fluid entering her stomach, but she quickly found herself becoming more relaxed with each passing second. Her arms and legs grew heavy and she could barely keep her eyes open as her rage vanished. Try as she might, she couldn't even remember what had gotten her so upset as an involuntary yawn overcame her, causing her to take a deep breath of the fluid. Within seconds of her rebellion Caroline lost consciousness and was entering yet another deep hibernation. All around her changes were taking place: the placenta was gradually thickening, growing larger by only a few centimeters, but still becoming bigger with each passing day to ensure that she would receive the sustenance needed to survive her next two trimesters. ---Six Months Later--- While Caroline slept in Matilda's womb, work continued to progress in the research facility. The Amazon scientists were busy perfecting Matilda's prenatal supplements while the nurses and other doctors present monitored their effects on the Amazon volunteers. Even though Dr. Devereux was pregnant, she stood right alongside every volunteer through doctor visits and ultrasound readings. She may have joined their ranks, but she didn't see herself as a volunteer and refused to take any time off until her fellow scientists came to her on a cold morning eight months to the day she unbirthed Caroline and told her that it was time to take her maternity leave. Despite being eight months pregnant, Matilda hadn't even realized that she was approaching the glorious day she would be reunited with her baby. So, with a heavy heart, she stepped down from officially overseeing her research and joined the volunteers. However, unlike every other pregnant Amazon in the facility, she retained certain rights and benefits that the other women did not have. For instance, she still had vacation days and wanted to visit her mother who still lived in Honshu before she gave birth. Before Matilda could be cleared to board an airplane, the Pannonian government demanded that she recieve an ultrasound to ensure that her baby was developing and could handle a flight. The pregnant doctor had scoffed at the notion of needing an ultrasound. After all, the little kicks Caroline gave her every few weeks told her that the girl was doing just fine, but after talking to Ajnácska, and a few of her other favorite colleagues, she realized it would be exciting to see how the once proud and stubborn Dr. Caroline Miller was doing inside of her womb. So, Matilda scheduled her own ultrasound with Ajnácska for the next morning and retired to her room, cupping her pregnant belly. Around seven in the morning, Matilda sat in the medical quarters of the subterranean area of the facility. She had her shirt lifted, exposing her bulging belly as Ajnácska rubbed a thick solution over her round stomach. She waited patiently for her friend and fellow physician to finish applying the solution to her massive baby bump. In truth, Matilda couldn't help but admit that it felt nice to be given a light massage. It wasn't long after Caroline was unbirthed that she lost the ability to reach the bottom of her belly; she had literally been nine months pregnant the moment she exited the operating room that fateful day so many months ago. Speaking of Caroline, it seemed that the rubbing had awakened her briefly. "She's kicking." Ajnácska observed with a smile. "Yeah, my little Caroline has been trying to get out since the day she went in." Matilda smirked, causing both women to laugh like fools. "If you don't mind me asking, why are you keeping her name?" The older woman asked, genuinely curious. "I think it's a very cute name. It fits her perfectly." Dr. Devereux paused before continuing, wondering if she should tell her friend her plan. Finally, she worked up the nerve to speak her mind. "But she's going to be taking my last name. That's why I'm flying out to have my daughter born overseas. It will all be made official by a birth certificate issued in Honshu." "But if my government finds out-" Matilda raised a finger, silencing Ajnácska. "Ajnácska, you are one of my most trusted colleagues and friends. The Pannonian government has gotten exactly what I promised them; a cure for their population's decline. I promise you that nothing will happen to me, or by extension, yourself." "But Matilda, they want Caroline to be born in Pannonia! You know that if she retains her intelligence that they want her to be a citizen!" The older woman exclaimed. "That's why I want you to set my due date for approximately three weeks from now, which is a week after I'm supposed to return from giving my lectures on my latest breakthroughs in Honsho." Dr. Devereux explained with a grin. Ajnácska looked over at the pregnant doctor with a knowing smile. "I see, that way if a certain little lady gets uppity and you have a 'premature' birth, the pencil pushers can't object." "Exactly." The expecting mother replied with an air of smug superiority. "They're getting exactly what they want but my baby is my property." "I understand wholeheartedly. If there is anything else you want me to do before you leave, just say the word and I'll gladly it." "I appreciate the offer, but that should cover all the loose ends. Now, since we've gotten that important issue out of the way, how about we have some fun and take a peek at Caroline?" Matilda gazed down at her round, glistening stomach, "I thought you'd never ask." Ajnácska replied, grabbing the probe from its holster and bringing it up against Matilda's massively bulging belly. Matilda couldn't help but giggle as Ajnácska ran the wand shaped device across her orb shaped stomach. Even Caroline was stirring due to the various vibrations which the wand produced. It was a bit like echolocation and each wave of sound sent into the womb was bounced back the moment it hit Caroline. Needless to say, the Little Geneticist was confused by this inconceivable invasion of her tiny tranquil space in Dr. Devereux womb and started kicking against the walls of her organic enclosure. Even with all the activity in the womb, an image of Caroline was starting to form on the monitor which was on the wall. Despite the short burst of pain which came from her womb, Matilda Devereux looked positively amazed to see the picture of her future daughter forming before her very eyes. As Matilda's body fed Caroline a steady stream of hormones to help the unborn woman go back to sleep, Matilda couldn't believe how adorable she looked curling back up into the fetal position like that in her stomach. A lone tear fell from her eye as she gazed at the image. Even though she was a scientist first and foremost, and knew that she was simply looking at an image of a Little who had basically been transplanted into her womb via unbirthing, her Amazonian hormones were getting the better of her mind. What was strictly supposed to be a scientific experiment was now becoming so much more beautiful and complicated to the expecting mother. “Oh my God." Dr. Devereux uttered just a whisper. "I can't believe how beautiful she is." "Congratulations, mommy!" Ajnácska announced, patting her friend's pregnant stomach with her gloved hand. Matilda brought a hand to her eyes, wiping away the tears that were threatening to spill from her eyes. It took a moment or two, but the doctor was finally able to regain her composure and looked over at Ajnácska, who was smiling at her. "I don't know what to say." The pregnant doctor said. "There's nothing quite like truly seeing your child for the first time." Ajnácska stated, saying nothing more as she sat there on her small stool, waiting for her friend and colleague to speak. "I thought this whole thing was a waste of time and resources, but I completely understand why the volunteers kept asking for ultrasounds every week." Matilda replied, chuckling to herself. "They obviously couldn't go a week without seeing their future children; It's such a heartwarming moment that seems to cement the fact that these women are really about to become mothers." Ajnácska explained. Dr. Devereux nodded, watching the image on the screen as Caroline subconsciously brought her little fist towards her face and pushed her thumb into her mouth. The older woman smiled at her pregnant friend while remembering each and every exam she had given during the past year. Each and every reaction was sweet and wholesome. None of the Amazons knew about the fact that they had basically biologically stole away a person's life the moment they were impregnated with the Little men and women who had naively volunteered for the study. Few probably would've cared and some, even when seeing a pair of breasts of their future daughters, simply chose to ignore such an odd sight on what should've been a fetus. Despite knowing the truth, Ajnácska couldn't help but feel her heart swell every time she saw the reaction on the face of an expecting mother; this time was no different. "Temporary borders." Matilda Devereux muttered to herself as she caressed her bulging belly. Ajnácska placed the probe back into its holster and picked up a clipboard. She glanced over the information while Matilda cupped her pregnant belly and started to wrap things up by reading the information out loud. "You'll be happy to know the blood test shows that your baby has been getting all of her nutrients." Ajnácska said, getting back into her professional mindset. "What about the prenatal supplements? I want to know if there's been any adverse reactions." Matilda spoke up, for the first time in months, a tiny bit of anxiety was evident in her voice. "From what I've seen on the monitor, and based on what all the tests have shown, I feel quite confident that she's still one hundred percent Caroline both mentally and physically." The older woman assured her friend. "I can tell from the ultrasound that there hasn't been any changes in her physical make up, unlike some of the volunteers who were implanted with the younger Littles." Matilda observed in a clinical tone. "Those women are truly blessed. They're going to have a baby that is there own flesh and blood." Ajnácska added, sounding quite envious of those particular women. Matilda scowled. "Caroline will share my blood!" "I didn't mean to insult you." Ajnácska replied, taken aback by her friend's outburst. The heavily pregnant woman sighed. "I shouldn't have snapped at you. I'm just feeling a bit jealous, I guess." "You're still going to become a mother and she will always be your baby." Ajnácska offered. "I know, but it's just not the same as those some of those women. Their babies were Littles, but will be born Amazons and will go on to have their own children when the time comes while Caroline will never have children of her own." "That may be, but you know a girl like Caroline is going to need a father with a firm hand. And, she's probably going to get lonely without a brother or sister to play with." Ajnácska winked, trying to clarify her statement without being too obvious. "You're absolutely right! Caroline will be the start of what is going to be a very large family!" Matilda boasted, feeling energized by this realization. "That's the spirit!" Ajnácska smiled. "So, how are you feeling about giving birth on the thirtieth?" "That sounds perfect." Matilda answered as Ajnácska wiped the jelly off of her belly. "Great, I'll see you in three weeks from now." Ajnácska winked once more while throwing away her gloves. "I'll be there." Matilda chuckled as she got up from the chair. The moment she got to her feet Caroline shifted in her womb, almost knocking the pregnant doctor off balance. She slowly regained her balance as the burst of activity coming from within her womb ceased. Matilda gazed downwards at her protruding stomach and started to gently rub her belly. "Soon, Caroline. I know you're impatient, but very soon you'll be reunited with mommy." Matilda cooed. "Good luck with your lectures and rembeber to have fun out there!" The older woman called out to her friend as she walked out of the room. “I will!" Matilda replied as she walked out the door and proceeded to make her way towards the elevator. To Be Continued... Caroline is trapped and it's been six months! Is she doomed to be born again or do you think the Pannonian government will catch wind of Dr. Devereux's scheme before she leaves the country? Comment below! Also, of you can't wait for the next update then consider pledging to my Patreon to read the whole story right now. 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She's fat, she can barely crawl and she's got the arm strenght of a newborn baby at best. What can go wrong? LOL Seriously, all joking aside, I love how you're writing this story and it makes sense that Willa was completely oblivious to Lulu since she was already fully programmed by this point in Lulu's plan. I'd assume she slept through the escape attempt originally in her story since she sleeps for at least 16 to 18 hours a day. You're definitely doing a great job with this story!

The one problem with Patreon is it literally makes writing a job. I haven't enjoyed writing anything I've posted here since doing Patreon. Maybe it's just me, but for me, it sucked all the joy out of it. That was a much better chapter. I have a feeling she's going to get caught escaping or do something that gets her in even more trouble. Maybe one of the girls cracks and "tattles" on Elle dooming her to diapers.

If I left you wanting more than I did my job. Here's the exciting conclusion to last week's cliffhanger! "Shut up, you crazy bitch!" The normally reserved lieutenant growls with her trigger finger poised. "You have stolen Caroline from me and lied to my government; the government that I and numerous others in this room swore an Oath to protect!" "I cannot steal what was never yours to begin with, Lieutenant." The overly pregnant scientist stated in a calm voice. "You're right. Caroline didn't belong to me, but that's because she is an adult; she's no one property!" Zsófia shouted, holding her weapon steady with both hands, ready to pull the slide back with her left hand and pull the trigger. "And that's why Caroline volunteered to test my new prenatal supplements. The very talented Dr. Miller wanted to help in anyway she could and when I offered-" "That's bullshit!" Zsófia screamed. "Why would she risk her life by being a Guinea pig in your sick experiment when there's three dozen Littles who could take her place?" "I'd let you ask her yourself, but she's busy sleeping right now." Matilda grinned. "I don't know what you have on her, but this stops here!" The former frontline officer cried as her left hand pulled back the slide of her pistol. "You're going to get your ass down to your fucked up lab and I'm going to keep this gun pointed at your head until Caroline is free from your gut!" "No, I'm not leaving this stage." Matilda replied in a calm voice. "You're wrong!" Zsófia exclaimed. "You're leaving this stage in a body bag!" "If you kill me then you'll also kill poor little Caroline." The pregnant woman stated with a smirk. "No! That can't be true!" Zsófia felt her arms begin to shake. "Oh, but it is." Matilda replied, her voice rich in a mock sense of sadness as she continued to buy time. "I'm her lifeline and she'll suffocate when my heart stops beating." Zsófia took a breath, trying to calm her nerves when she had an epiphany. "I don't need to kill you to get what I want." "Wha- what are you talking about?!" The once confident doctor demanded, her voice wavering as she watched Zsófia point her pistol towards her feet. Before Zsófia could pull the trigger she felt a pair of hands grab her roughly by the back of her jacket, bringing her down hard onto the wooden surface of the stage. She instinctively tried to pull away from her unseen subduer only for three Amazon security officials to pin her down. With her weapon kicked away from her hand, Zsófia was forced to place her hands behind her back and was yanked up onto her feet. She found her hands bound by a zip tie and was escorted off of the stage in disgrace. Matilda Devereux wiped a bit of sweat from her brow as she took her proper place at the podium to resume her speech. "Anyway, as I was going to say; Caroline Miller volunteered to enter into my womb to test out the new prenatal supplements that we have been developing here." A few gasps and hushed murmurs filled the auditorium before Dr. Devereux resumed speaking. "I know it sounds controversial, but my research has explored all options in curing the fertility problems that we women face whenever we try to conceive and the experiments we have conducted have shown that the best solution is to carry a Little in our bodies to jumpstart our reproductive systems. At this point in the clinical trials, I've decided to join our fellow volunteers and try to jumpstart my own reproduction system. Using the knowledge I've gained from my native Honshu, which has long practiced customs such as birthing Littles, combined with a new drug I've developed, I believe that we can all overcome our infertility without the pain that the Honshun women experience!" A staggered applause responded to her announcement as most people in the audience approved of her methods while a few remained skeptical. One such skeptic sat in the front row and looked incredibly upset with the direction Dr. Devereux was taking the research facility in. He didn't wait to address her in the lab and opted to stand up in front of everyone present. "I have humored the ideas you've brought with you from the East and have tolerated your personal projects that have been funded with my nation's money, but this latest development in your so called 'research' is utterly reprehensible!" Dr. Barbas declared in front of the entire auditorium. "Why am I not surprised that you're unhappy with my latest breakthrough, Dr. Barbas?" Dr. Devereux sighed from her position at the podium. "Because it isn't a breakthrough!" The man with salt and pepper speckled throughout his short hair shouted. "You've tested your pain pills on numerous artificially impregnated women before today!" "They're not pain pills." Dr. Devereux corrected. "They're prenatal supplements which help the Little living in the mother's womb sleep throughout the numerous trimesters that we must carry them for." "Oh, my apologies. I didn't mean to insult your groundbreaking discovery of sleeping pills funded on my nation's dime." Dr. Barbas replied with heavy sarcasm. "They're not sleeping pills, you senile old fool!" Dr. Devereux barked. "They help synch up the Little's body to their host which allows the host to naturally use her hormones to calm a stressed out or overstimulated Little until they're lulled into a deep sleep." "I see, and why have you decided to throw away one of the brightest minds I've ever had the privilege of conversing with just so you can play 'mommy?' Such narcissistic hubris has doomed the real research that I was conducting!" The older scientist declared. "You have had far too much time to come up with results and you have nothing to show for your time here!" Dr. Devereux fired back before adding, "we can successfully implant a prepubescent Little and, upon being reborn, they will have all the genes of an Amazon thanks to my prenatal supplements, thus repopulating this country whose population was in steady decline!" Dr. Barbas was about to respond to her statement when literally everyone in the building got onto their feet and started clapping. Shocked by this turn of events, he looked around at his colleagues in disbelief. Dr. Miller had literally given him so much insight into the genetic issues facing his fellow Amazons in just a single day and yet everyone present was literally showering that hack who practiced barbaric birthing techniques on stage with praise! "Dr. Caroline Miller is a genius and made some remarkable breakthroughs yesterday and you have chosen to ignore them. Your little experiment is not only risking her mental health, but the collective health of our society!" Dr. Barbas brought a hand up to his temple and rubbed it before continuing, "I can no longer aid your research if your idea of progress is sacrificing great minds just because they happen to be shorter than you. In summation; I quit!" Dr. Devereux smiled, happy to see the old man walking up the aisle. 'That old fool has been a thorn in my side for far too long.' "Well, if that is all the naysayers out of the way then I think it is time that we resume our research. I want everyone assigned to the main lab to switch over to analyzing the data we have collected on the first batch of volunteers. From here on out our research will move away from cracking the genetic code and be dedicated to unlocking the ability to create Amazons from Littles!" The pregnant doctor raised an outstretched arm into the air as the assembled scientists cheered. To Be Continued... Looks like Zsófia has been subdued and taken care of... Comment below if you think you know what's coming next! 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There's no way you only have one more part left. The duel's really heating up/getting tense!

Tea has her work cut out for her, but she still has a chance. Nice cliffhanger!

That was such a sweet and lovely ending. I wasn't expecting it, but that was nice.

I'll be honest, I typically never read stories about franchises that I know nothing about. The title drew me in and I'm glad I did. It wasn't the most diaper focused story I ever read, but my God is the plot incredible. I don't know if this is based on an episode or game or something, but if it isn't... Congratulations! You did an amazing job coming up with this premise!

---On The Other Side Of The Compound--- Zsófia laid in bed, staring at the ceiling after leaving Caroline alone with Dr. Devereux in a subterranean ward of the facility. She spent hours lying with her head on the pillow worrying about her little Caroline, fearing that the crazy doctor had taken her away from her forever. Every hour or so, she would check her phone, hoping to find a missed call from Dr. Devereux to retrieve the Little Geneticist and guide her back to her private suite, but that call never came. With nothing better to do, Zsófia would look over the events of the day on her phone's news feed. It seemed like a decent distraction from the overwhelming anxiety that continually threatened to overwhelm her. Once she came across the fashion trends for new mothers and their Littles, she had thrown her phone across the room in a fit of rage before rolling over and crying into her pillow after seeing the pictures. Try as she might, she couldn't stop thinking about Caroline or the fact that she was still in that damn ward; that unholy place where Littles went to join with the desperate Amazons who would do anything to become mothers in the most literal sense of the word. She was nothing like those women! Yes, Zsófia wanted to spirit Caroline away from this facility and spoil her for the rest of her days in a lavish and luxurious nursery where she would have everything a baby could ever desire. However, she wanted to adopt Caroline the traditional way; the normal way! She wanted absolutely nothing to do with those women who were crazy enough to risk destroying their babies! What was going on in the depths of this facility was wrong and immoral! Zsófia wanted to be a mommy, but she wouldn't dare risk Caroline's life like the fiends in the underground lab were doing! As dawn approached, Zsófia struggled to keep her thoughts positive as the image of herself walking away from Caroline kept plaguing her conscious thoughts. Why didn't she scoop Caroline up and run for her car the moment she got off the phone with Dr. Devereux? Why didn't she tell Caroline what was happening to the Littles at this research center? At least that way she could've gotten Caroline to leave of her own accord. Zsófia pulled her face out from the hot and moist confines of the pillow which was soaked with her tears. Despite how she felt, despite how much she wanted to keep crying, the surface of the pillow had become unbearable for her face to endure. She flipped it over and laid on her side, wanting nothing more than to fall into a deep sleep; the giant woman was both physically and mentally exhausted. Out of the corner of her eye Zsófia noticed a glimmer of morning light catch the barrel of her nickel plated nine millimeter pistol which sat on her dresser. Thoughts of the front came flooding back to her. She recalled being dispatched with her squad to aid an allied platoon to help liberate a village on route to the capital of what was once an enemy nation. Images of dead and dying Amazons littered the streets of the once quiet village came flooding back to her in that instant. The dead were partisans and were killed by the hands of her countrymen and the allied forces whom her squad had been assigned to. It had been a bloodbath, but they prevailed over the poorly trained defenders. Troops slowly walked the streets with their machine guns drawn as a few searched the dead and dying for anything that could aid them in their future engagements. It was at that moment a group of Littles emerged from a battered building and started firing on them from a busted in doorway. Zsófia replayed the scene slowly in her mind as she watched the horrible moment unfold; a comrade from the allied nation had taken a bullet in the shoulder from what she thought was the enemy. In a split second, she was on the ground and returning fire before he had dropped to the street. How she wished she hadn't been so well trained. If she hadn't been so fast on her toes she wouldn't have ended the lives of three innocent children. Of course, she had trained herself to refuse such labels ever since that day and tried to think of the Littles as fellow adults, but at the end of the day, they were simply children and she had killed them. Oh, sure, the rest of the troops in her area had peppered that doorway with enough lead to fully stock a gun store, but she had been the first to unload her machine gun. Zsófia knew that she had put at least one bullet between the eyes of a Little woman; no more than a girl really. Once the barrage of hellfire ended, she disregarded every ounce of common sense and abandoned everything she had learned in basic training; she got up and ran over to where the poor things were bleeding out. While the rest of the troops watched in shock, she scooped up the dead Little woman and held her close to her chest, screaming to the dead girl. It didn't matter what she said, there was no bringing her back. That was over ten years ago and one of the main reasons why she was assigned to work as a security officer at the facility. Suddenly, an overwhelming urge to jump out of bed, pick up the gun and jam it into her mouth consumed her entire being. She was ready to atone for her sins; she was prepared to die. Fighting back the impulse, she clenched her tear stained eyes shut and desperately prayed that Caroline was safe. She hoped that Dr. Devereux had simply reprimanded the Little and sent her back to her room with one of the other security personnel. Clinging onto that thought, she was able to shake away the darkness and find the strength needed to continue living. A steady, but ear piercing sound came from beside her bed from the nightstand. "Shit, it's time to get up." Zsófia muttered, as she dragged herself out of bed. The shower warmed her body and washed away the tears, but ultimately it passed by in a blur for Zsófia who felt like she was doing everything robotically as she finished getting dressed into her uniform. Things suddenly came into focus when she grabbed her pistol. Normally, she would just holster it and go off to start her shift, but she couldn't stop herself from staring at it. 'I left her down there; down there in that fucked up part of the facility where the implantations are performed. There's nothing I can do to save Caroline from that crazy bitch. Why should I continue liv-' The sound of her ringtone snapped her out of that macabre moment and pulled her attention to the ground where her phone laid. Zsófia holstered her weapon and picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Hey, Zsófia. Dr. Devereux is requesting everyone's presence in the main auditorium." Zsófia heard her friend Erzsébet say. "Why?" Zsófia asked in a monotone voice. "The blanket statement that was issued to the front desk implied that she had an announcement to make in regards to her research." Erzsébet explained. "I see." Zsófia replied. "Zsófia, I can tell by the sound of your voice that you're worried about that Little doctor." Erzsébet stated before adding, "I looked her up and I don't think Matilda would do anything to her." "Erzsébet, I-" Zsófia found herself pausing to think of how she should word her statement. "I am worried because Matilda had me take her down to the subterranean labs." "Oh, I see why you're so upset." Erzsébet replied in a more somber tone. "I didn't think she would be foolish enough to throw away such-" "Erzsébet! Stop!" Zsófia shouted into the cell phone. "I don't want to hear it!" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel any worse. Maybe you shouldn't go to the auditorium and just relax in your room. If anyone asks, I'll tell them that you weren't feeling well." Erzsébet offered. "No." Zsófia replied. "I can't continue to hide my feelings like this. I'm going to the auditorium." "That's the spirit! Maybe Matilda and Caroline spent the entire night working together down there and made a breakthrough." Erzsébet replied, trying to be optimistic. "That thought hadn't crossed my mind, but I highly doubt Caroline would approve of what goes on down there. Hell, I don't even think what they do down there has any merit at all." The lieutenant stated, her distaste shining through her words. "I'm not a fan of it either, but if what Matilda is doing can help us have our own children one day, I think we can all agree that it's for the greater good." Erzsébet explained. "There is no 'greater good' in this world, Erzsébet. That's just what we tell ourselves after we have committed crimes that we cannot atone for." Zsófia replied bitterly. "Zsófia, relax. They're just Littles. If you want a Little that badly then ask for a few days leave and adopt one." "That's not going to fix what's wrong with me." The disheartened soldier said before hanging up the phone. A sudden wave of sadness washed over Zsófia. She had never thought of her friend as that kind of woman; the kind who could just grab a Little at random and adopt them. For years, Zsófia had fought her maternal feelings and stuffed them deep down inside herself. However, Caroline was someone special. She wasn't just any Little; she was her Little! All of a sudden she felt even more determined to do something about that crazy woman. If Matilda Devereux did what Zsófia feared she did to Caroline then she was going to pay dearly. Zsófia left her private quarters and marched down the hallway leading to the auditorium with a purpose. A few scientists and her fellow security officers were walking towards the main entrance to the assembly hall, but she briskly passed them by. Upon entering the glass covered amphitheater Zsófia realized that the people she passed in the hallway were stragglers since most of the seats were already taken. Still, that didn't bother her, she could stand in the aisle near the front of the stage and wait for the bitch to take the podium. Despite the glass ceiling, a spotlight fell upon the curtain dividing the stage into two sections. In between a partition of the velvet red curtains, a tall and bloated figure emerged, proudly walking towards the podium while waving her hand. There was no mistaking her for anyone else; it was none other than Dr. Devereux and she looked like she was nine months pregnant! Zsófia had to take a deep breath as her mind suddenly went blank. It was one thing stressing over it all night long, but to actually see the culmination of all of her fears standing before her very own eyes was a shock to her system. Everything slowed down as she heard her own heart beating inside her head, thudding away like a jackhammer. "Good morning, everyone!" Matilda Devereux announced from the side of the podium. "As you may have noticed, I am with child." A round of applause and a few cheers erupted from the audience. Everyone was so happy to see this development since they rightfully assumed that the good doctor had made a breakthrough. However, a few of the nurses present grinned and chatted amongst themselved as their boss played it up; they knew the truth and soon the rest of the audience would too. Matilda waited for the applause to die down as she bathed in the attention of her colleagues. This was a rather warped facsimile of what had happened the previous day and she couldn't help but grin. Yesterday, she had introduced some of these people to Dr. Caroline Miller, but today she wasn't introducing Caroline Miller. No, she was introducing her unborn baby; Caroline Devereux to the facility! She suddenly heard heavy footsteps start approaching her from the side of the stage as the crowd gasped. Matilda glanced towards the source of the echoing footfalls on her stage and immediately scowled upon seeing that the intruder was none other than Lieutenant Zsófia Szalai. Before she could even utter a word, the disgruntled soldier raised her gun and pointed it at her. "Zsófia!" Matilda exclaimed. "What do you think you're doing?!" To Be Continued... Looks like Zsófia has snapped and has Matilda at gunpoint. Comment below if you think you know what's coming next! And, if you can't wait for the next update then consider pledging to my Patreon to read the whole story right now. It's only $5 dollars to read what took a year to write. 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This was one of the ways it was going to go down. Caroline was cautious, but she was also too idealistic and believed herself to be too valuable to the Amazons. That last part is actually true too. Any sane Amazon would see that she is basically their savior, but these Amazons are baby crazy. I actually had a ten hour car ride back home to process things. Plus, my phone broke so I had a few days to think things over on top of the drive. It's sad and I will miss him, but he's no longer suffering. He had battled skin cancer for the past 5 years; he's at peace now. If I take any more time off from writing I run the risk of becoming homeless. Thank you for your concern though. Thank you for your condolences. It is a highly secretive level on an already top secret research facility so there was bound to be unethical experiments going on down here. Interesting choice of words... we will see if Caroline comes out herself or something that looks like her but acts like a baby.

Short and sweet. I'm enjoying the way this story is going. Can't wait to see more!

Sorry for the delay, my grandfather passed away and I had to pay my respects in Phoenix before moving all of his furniture out of his house. I literally drove over a thousand miles in three days and barely got any sleep. My phone broke while I was moving his belongings and, when I got back to Orange County the phone repair company I picked scammed me. It took almost $300 dollars and a week just to get my phone fixed by a professional. So, that's why I haven't been able to update this story. --- Caroline felt her entire body shiver from the cold air as she awoke from the darkness. She tried to sit up, but felt something strapped across her arms and chest. Shaking off her momentary disorientation, she looked down at herself out of curiosity and spotted her bare breasts. For some bizarre reason her stomach was hurting and she was naked and pinned down on top of a lab table! Fear began to overwhelm the Little woman as she tried to remember the last thing that happened before she found herself butt naked on the table. It was a bit hazy, but she recalled being escorted down to the lower levels of the facility with Zsófia to meet Dr. Devereux. The Amazon had wanted to talk to her about somethi- 'My research!' It all came back to Caroline. Dr. Devereux had used her position to have her goons search her luggage. They discovered her notes and ultimately found out about her research! The last thing she could remember was trying to explain her life's work to Dr. Devereux before that crazy bitch pulled out a remote and everything went black. 'That bitch must've drugged me!' She tried to wriggle her arms free, but they barely budged. The strap was so tight that she could feel it pressing down into her body, pinning her to the table. A growing sense of anxiety caused her to kick her legs, but they didn't even move an inch. She could feel a secondary strap running over her ankles as she tried to move her legs. In the midst of her struggles, Caroline spotted an IV pole set up next to her and a portable metal table with a syringe laying on a tray. She traced the line hanging from the bag and followed it until it led to her left arm. The fact that the bag looked empty made the Geneticist even more worried. Had they pumped her full of some kind of chemical to slowly induce mental regression?! Using her strength, she lifted up her head off of the table to look around the room for Dr. Devereux, or anyone else for that matter. The lighting in the room wasn't exactly the best, but she caught a glimpse of an odd looking chair directly across from her position that stood underneath a spotlight. Caroline squinted her eyes and began to study the bizarre looking chair. From what she could tell it was at an angle and looked to be a chair that was used for gynecological examinations. The two mounts sticking up on each side of the chair was a dead giveaway. "Someone help me!" Caroline cried out, hoping that someone, hopefully Zsófia, would hear her cries and save her. "Looks like you're finally awake." A voice that Caroline didn't want to hear answered her call for help. "Why are you doing this to me?!" Caroline cried out in fear. "I already explained to you why you must be regressed and shipped off to the orphanage, sweetie." The woman replied in a calm and sickly sweet tone. "You can't do this to me! I'm the only one who can cure your people!" Caroline shouted. "Silly girl, I already have what I need thanks to you." The cocky voice of Dr. Devereux chuckled. "What are you talking about? I haven't figured out how to eliminate Amazonian infertility yet!" "You were already able to figure out which gene was responsible for the Pannonian population's infertility. Their Government will be thrilled with this breakthrough that I single handedly discovered!" "So, you're just going to steal my research and put me in some orphanage?" Carol couldn't help but ask. "Oh, I can't risk you telling somebody about what you know. Even though most everyone will treat you like a baby, there's a chance someone might listen to you and I simply can't have that. You're a loose thread. So, I'll wipe your mind clean, diaper you and dump you off on the doorstep of an orphanage. That is, after I discredit all of your work and reveal to the world that you were an impostor all along." "I should've known that you were going to double cross me!" Caroline shouted. "All you Amazonians are the same!" "Such a bad attitude you have." Matilda tsked. "Should I be happy that you're going to destroy my life?!" Caroline cried out as she renewed her struggles against the straps holding her down. "Calm down, Caroline. You haven't even heard my offer yet." Dr. Devereux said as she stepped out of the darkness wearing what looked to be a light blue medical gown. "What proposal?" Caroline asked, her body instantly ceased squirming. "If you participate in a little experiment I'm conducting, I'll let you keep those big girl thoughts and even give you all the credit you deserve for participating in my experiment once everything's complete." Matilda explained. Caroline didn't like where this was going, but she had to try to stay positive and hear her out. After all, it seemed like Dr. Devereux was offering her a way out of this crazy situation. She laid there waiting to be told about the experiment, but the Amazon remained silent. Caroline sighed, "I don't even know what you're attempting to do! How can I be expected to agree to participate in an experiment that I have no knowledge of?" Can you at least give me an idea of what you're trying to accomplish before I make my decision?" "I wanted it to be a surprise, but I've been working on a new type of prenatal supplement to help facilitate a different kind of pregnancy. It's based on the ancient Honsho myth that a Little can be made into an Amazon's baby by being inserted into her. Now, that may be an old fairytale that we used to tell Littles in school to scare them, but the drug I've developed can actually help the new mother grow an umbilical cord which attaches to the Little's belly button. Once the bond is made, the Little can breathe and be fed naturally by their new mother. Caroline felt like her jaw was going to fall off! She had heard many insane ideas during her time studying Amazonian biology, but the rumors she had heard from the nations in the Far East had to take the cake. She, like any other sane person, had dismissed those crazy tall tales as nothing more than superstition and now this deranged woman, who was raised in those lands, wanted to mix myth with science. "How about I give you all of my research and you let me go home? I'll never tell a soul that I came here!" Caroline offered. "Silly girl, I already have all of your research and you aren't going anywhere except to an automated orphanage unless you participate in my experiment." Matilda replied with a grin, knowing she had the Little lady right where she wanted her. "You've got to be fucking with me!" "Watch your mouth young lady!" Matilda barked before regaining her composure. "Seriously?! That's your plan to solve the Amazonian Infertility crisis?!" Caroline asked in an incredulous tone as she squirmed against her blinds. "I think the government will be pleased with my ingenious solution to the Fertility crisis. I could see them using it to make sweet little babies out of all those foolish rebels that are in the prisons across Europa." Matilda cooed. "So, you're telling me that I can either get shoved up inside of you or be shipped off to an orphanage after you s- scramble my brain?" Caroline struggled to find the strength to finish asking the question "Yes, that is correct." The deranged doctor answered. "It's either help me make one of the greatest breakthroughs in Amazonian history or spend the rest of your days disgraced, brain dead and diapered in some state owned orphanage." 'Those are my options…' Caroline couldn't believe the options she was given. She literally had everything to lose if she refused to go along with this crazy woman's experiment, but if she did go through with it she might suffocate or drown. There were so many variables that could go wrong with what she wanted to do and, if everything actually went right, she would most likely be, for all intents and purposes under the law, Matilda’s baby by birth. "If I go along with this experiment, would I be allowed to go home once I'm… pushed out of your body?" Caroline asked, phrasing the question in such a way to avoid using the word 'born'. "Yes, of course." Dr. Devereux was quick to answer. This made the Little woman pause. Even though there was a chance of death, once she was born or, in this case, pushed out of her body, she would be allowed to go home and get credit for being a part of history. However, what was stopping the woman from claiming her as her daughter, taking her home and putting her in a nursery after the experiment was finished? Matilda saw the look of concern and uncertainty spread across Caroline's face. "If my research is correct, you will be given a better life. You will end up getting some of my genes and be able to grow up to be big and tall instead of being such a tiny little thing for the rest of your life." Matilda smirked. Caroline wondered about her future if Matilda was right. If she did survive, there could be a freak chance that she might take on the genetic characteristics of her host. It wasn't exactly possible and sounded quite ludicrous since she was done growing because she was an adult, but what if this prenatal drug Dr. Devereux was talking about made her an Amazon? It was a crazy notion, but was it any crazier than being put into another woman's body? She had to try to think of the positives. If she was going to be forced to literally become an adult fetus then why shouldn't she hope for the best? The only thing more bizarre than becoming an Amazon through some bizarre genetic manipulation was the idea that Dr. Devereux had developed some kind of drug which allowed her to survive in the womb without oxygen or food. 'But what if it didn't work? What if the umbilical cord doesn't deploy? Do I end up suffocating and then pooped out of Dr. Devereux?' Ultimately, both options would lead to her dying, but only one option gave her a slim chance of surviving and possibly coming out ahead in the process. Giving up and being lobotomized wouldn't kill her, but she would effectively be dead. She wouldn't be the same person afterwards and would need twenty four hour care for the rest of her life; everything she had fought for would be gone. If she did survive the experiment then at least she would still have her mind. "What's it going to be, Caroline?" Matilda asked. "Do you want to be rendered mentally retarded and dropped off at an orphanage while I discredited everything you have ever done or do you want to become a part of history?" Caroline didn't want to but she knew that she had to agree. "I guess I have no choice but to accept your proposal." "Wonderful!" Dr. Devereux clasped her hands together as an ear to ear grin spread across her face. "Ladies! Caroline has agreed to the procedure!" A flurry of footsteps echoed off the floor as the room was flooded by light. All of a sudden there were at least half a dozen Amazons wearing medical scrubs standing around Dr. Devereux. Three women to the doctor's right and three to her left. They all stared at Caroline ominously from behind their surgical masks. "I need her to be prepped for the procedure." Dr. Devereux said to the woman standing closest to her. The giantess nodded and approached the Little strapped to the table while the other women got to work. "Let's give the baby her medicine." The woman cooed as she picked up the syringe off of the tray. Even with the woman's face obscured by a mask and hair cap Caroline was still able to recognize the woman; it was that horrible Ajnácska who she had bumped into earlier in the lab. That baby crazy Amazon was now standing over her holding a syringe. "What's in the syringe?!" Caroline cried out as her mind instantly thought that Dr. Devereux had gone back on her word. Ajnácska watched the Little wriggled around underneath the taut straps in amusement. She leaned over the girl and held the syringe in front of her face. "This is medicine to help your body grow an umbilical cord to accept your new mommy's nutrients." Caroline's eyes went wide. Was this seriously happening? Was that why her stomach was hurting so much? Did she already get injected with some of Dr. Devereux crazy chemical concoction when she was asleep? Ajnácska smiled as she undid the strap holding down Caroline's legs and, with her left hand, she lifted the woman's lower body up by her ankles. "Hold still." She cooed as she jabbed the needle into the Little's bottom and gave her an injection. "I think you have figured out that we already gave you the first dose hours ago through an intravenous solution." Ajnácska said as she removed the needle from the girl's butt. Caroline winced. "If you already gave me the medicine then why do I need a shot? "For someone who is supposed to be a smart little girl, you're asking an awful lot of dumb questions." Ajnácska chuckled to herself, loving the look of fear on Caroline's face. "That's not a dumb question!" Caroline whined and kicked her legs. "I just hate needles…" "If you must know, this shot that I just gave you is only to be administered right before the procedure starts. It activates the medicine that is already in your body and starts the bonding process." The giant nurse explained in a voice reserved for children. Caroline didn't have time to feel insulted by Ajnácska's condescending tone because, within a minute after the needle left her arm, a powerful spasm started to overwhelm her midsection. The pain from before paled in comparison to the tremors that were coming from her gut. With each passing second the pain seemed to be building up as her stomach started to wildly pulsate. She tried to grab her tiny tummy, but her muscles refused to respond as they grew numb, rendering them completely useless. Not that it mattered since she had completely forgotten about the straps holding her limbs pinned to the table. "Ugh! What the hell is wrong with my stomach?!" "That's the medicine taking effect on your little tummy, but don't you worry. There's a fast acting anesthetic that works in tandem with the medicine. It's gonna make you feel all better." The giantess cooed as she poked at Caroline's belly button. Caroline could barely focus her eyes due to the tremendous pain emanating from her stomach, but she did watch her tormentor poke at her belly button. At least, it was a button when the woman had poked her. Caroline watched in disbelief as a small mass of skin pushed upwards from the tiny navel in her stomach until she had an outie! "Aww, that looks so cute on you." The giant cooed down at her as she pulled out a jar. "Wh-what's th-th-that tuff?" The Little Geneticist struggled with her mouth which was rapidly growing more and more numb with each moment's passing. Ajnácska's big hands started slathering a bizarre kind of gel all over Caroline's naked body. She started at her shoulder blades and worked her way down past her new outie and down the Little woman's legs. Once the front of her body was thoroughly lubricated, Caroline felt the strap across her chest get removed. She was then flipped over and given the full body rub down all over the back of her legs, back and butt cheeks. It felt kind of like a massage and would've been pleasant if it was administered for a different purpose. "Matilda, the baby is ready!" Caroline could hear Ajnácska's voice calling to Dr. Devereux. "Good, I'm at maximum dilation. Bring her to me!" Matilda demanded from the other side of the room. "Yes, Dr. Devereux." Ajnácska scooped the small, toddler sized woman up and held her against her body. Ajnácska wasn't kidding. Caroline could barely feel her greased up arms as they hung limply at her sides. With such limited control over her limbs, Caroline was forced to rest her face against one of the giant's large breasts as the woman carried her across the room. It was a strange feeling; being completely numb and held against a giant's bosom due to how heavy her body felt. “There’s my baby girl!” Caroline could hear the familiar voice coming from behind her, but she couldn't move her head. A moment later Caroline could feel Ajnácska using her hand to support the back of her head as she was adjusted against the crook of the woman's bosom. Matilda Devereux slowly came into view as Caroline's body was reoriented until Caroline found herself staring at the lead scientist in utter disbelief. The woman was sitting with her legs spread wide and held up by the stirrups, but that wasn't the most shocking part. It was the sight of the woman's completely dilated vagina which triggered the realization that this was actually happening. Caroline could easily be pushed up into the woman based on how wide her vaginal lips were parted. "Is my baby ready for her special time with mommy?” Caroline shuddered at the thought as she stared at the woman who was going to be carrying her for- 'Wait! Just how long did I agree to do this crazy experiment for?!' The Geneticist tried to speak, tried desperately to ask Dr. Devereux just how long she would be imprisoned inside of her womb, but her mouth wasn't working properly. Just like the rest of her body, it was too numb to function. Matilda took note of her new baby's fussing and suddenly realized that the women had forgotten something very important. "Réka, put the biodegradable rebreather on her." Matilda ordered. Caroline saw one of the nurses approach her holding what looked like an oxygen mask that had two circular drums on each side of a mouthpiece. With very little effort, Caroline felt the plastic nipple of the rebreather enter her mouth. She tried to spit it out, but Ajnácska held it firmly in place. "Bad girl." Ajnácska admonished. "You need to keep that in your mouth until the umbilical cord is formed or else you will drown in my amniotic fluid." Matilda explained in a no nonsense tone. Caroline ceased trying to dislodge the plastic mouthpiece and started to listen intently to what Dr. Devereux was saying. If this thing fell out of her mouth, at any time after the implantation, she would die of suffocation! "I think she's ready, Dr. Devereux." Réka said, observing the Little woman in Ajnácska's arms. "Yes, she is. However, unlike the standard procedure, I want to be able to do the honors myself." All the women present stared at Dr. Devereux, unsure of whether or not that was a good idea, but none of the Amazons wanted to upset their boss so they simply remained silent. It was Ajnácska who finally held the small woman out towards Matilda. The lead researcher had to sit up to accept her petite bundle of joy with outstretched arms. "Try not to squirm too much, Caroline or you might lose your rebreather." Matilda warned as she held Caroline from underneath her armpits. Matilda didn't wait for a response from her little rival. She quickly lowered Caroline down to her pelvis and pushed the Little face first into her vagina. "Mmpphh!" Caroline exclaimed as her head was engulfed by darkness. It had looked so much wider, but it was still a tight fit. Caroline could feel her head and shoulder blades being squeezed between Matilda's slick vaginal muscles as she was pulled deeper into the woman's birth canal. She tried to move her arms and legs to grab onto something and keep herself from being sucked in, but her body was covered in the gel and was completely numb and useless. Despite her attempts at wriggling, the wet tunnel was taking more of her now that her shoulder blades were completely consumed. Caroline wanted to scream, but knew better than to do that. So far she was still breathing thanks to the strange plastic equipment she had been given. Matilda pushed her legs against the stirrups as she struggled to take the rest of Caroline's body into her womb. Her hand was pushing against Caroline's slippery bottom, trying to get leverage over the tiny thing and push her in. As she pushed Caroline in, her breathing grew more rapid and labored as her muscles worked overtime, clasping around Caroline's midsection and pulling the Little woman deeper into the Amazon's body, inch by inch. Even after being injected with an epidural she couldn't believe how much pain she was in! "That's it, Matilda! You're halfway there!" One of her colleagues praised. The identically dressed scientists were watching over the woman. Réka stood in front of the monitor, watching her boss' readings while the rest of the women gawked at Dr. Devereux. Normally, they would be the ones pushing the girl in while monitoring the mother's vitals, but Matilda was a strong and stubborn woman. It came as no surprise that she would risk her health and do this on her own without any help. Suddenly, a strained and painful shout came from Matilda as she felt Caroline's limp legs withdraw into her swollen pussy. "Oh, my God!" Caroline heard the muffled scream, but all her eyes could see was black as her body was pushed out of the tight tunnel and into a cramped enclosure. An immense pressure came from all around her as the muscles surrounding her pushed inwards on her body, forcing her into the fetal position; it was a very odd experience. She felt claustrophobic at first, but her mind started to associate the warmth of Dr. Devereux's uterus with an oddly familiar sense of comfort which proved to be quite welcoming in its own way. That feeling of comfort and tranquility was swiftly interrupted by her mind focusing on the pain in her stomach. It seemed that Dr. Devereux's experimental prenatal drugs were forcing her to grow something from her stomach. Caroline curled even more in on herself as her limp hands tried to clench her throbbing gut. The amniotic fluid seemed to aid her weak attempts at moving her arms and she actually managed to accidentally brush her hand against a large, snake like mass that was coming from her midsection; her new umbilical cord! She held her breath due to the immense pain that overwhelmed her body. A few minutes passed before the pain subsided she tried to breathe normally. 'Wait a minute. I haven't been breathing the entire time!' It was such a weird sensation. She was getting oxygen, but wasn't breathing. A thick membrane of cells started to cradle her as she settled into her new home. The mass that was slowly starting to surround her body would form her womb and the lifegiving placenta which would sustain her. She felt herself becoming extremely exhausted and allowed her consciousness to drift away as the warmth of Matilda's body claimed her. Matilda's breathing slowly returned to normal and she reclined her sweat covered body back against the chair. Somehow Caroline's body had stretched her vagina to its limit, but the pain and tribulation of the procedure was well worth it. Matilda smiled as her exhausted hand caressed her pregnant baby bump in a loving yet possessive manner. "You're with mommy now." To Be Continued... What's going to happen to Caroline? Will she live or die? Will she be born again and be mistaken for an Amazonian newborn? Comment below if you think you know what's coming next! And, if you can't wait for the next update then consider pledging to my Patreon to read the whole story right now. It's only $5 dollars to read what took a year to write. Why not spoil yourself with a membership to my Patreon? https://www.patreon.com/user?u=6660213

That's extremely concerning... I just checked my page and it's still there. I go by "Daymare" on Patreon.

The link isn't working? https://www.patreon.com/user?u=6660213

Well, there's a reason why anyone would write down a physical record of their research; digital networks can be hacked or spied on. The latter would be especially true in a Dimension such as this. With a physical copy of her research she could stay off of her laptop and still be able to reference her notes safely and without worry of being hacked or watched. It's possible. Nanites do many different things such as heal the recipient during and after surgery. Hmmm, that's still too early to say for certain, but Matilda has multiple motives for removing Caroline from the equation. Thanks for taking the time to comment. I apologize for the delay, but life has been hectic. I'll explain later. Exactly! I typically reference this fact in every DD story I've written. The industry catering to littles is just too massive to ever be outlawed or phased out. It would be akin to banning pampers and huggies in our world; billions of dollars would be lost and millions of workers would be out of a job. Legislation is a Little's only hope of making it harder to adopt. The basement lab is basically the place where Matilda does her more unethical experiments away from the inspectors that the Pannonian government sends to review her research. Sorry for the delay everyone, real life has kicked my ass... I'll explain later.

I look forward to seeing what's going to happen next.

Hmm, like Bulma told Chi Chi to come by and check out her latest invention? I wonder if I should have Chi Chi bring someone along...

But who would go through it next?

Okay, I can tell that you're having a lot of fun writing this. I know I did. There's just something about Yu-Gi-Oh duels that fit so well in diaper stories. My only suggestion would be to go into a lot of detail when it's Tea's turn to be diapered.

Thank you very much for reading the whole story! This was a commissioned work and my client wanted it to end with her mother finding her on the doorstep like that so that's where it ended. Normally, I would've fleshed out the ending but after being ghosted by the client I didn't have the heart to wrap it up. Seriously, I almost deleted this story because of what happened. I used to operate on the honor system and I would only accept payment once the client was happy with the final finished product (to ensure customer satisfaction), but my client ghosted me and I never got compensated for writing this so I just left the ending as is. Yes, it is rather bare bones, but it's basically exactly what the customer asked for. He never did respond to my emails or messages on patreon so this is why the ending feels a bit short. I literally wanted to delete the entire thing, but I figured you guys would enjoy it on here. Despite the ending, I hope you liked the journey. If you want to know why the ending feels rushed, I explain what happened in my other replies. If you would like to continue the story or even write a spin off I'd be perfectly fine with that as long as credit is given. I almost deleted this story due to me being scammed by the client so I really don't care about it. I also haven't had time to respond to anyone on here (feedback wise) because my grandfather just passed away. I can comment on other stories, but after driving a Thousand miles in two days I didn't have the mental fortitude to reply to you guys in regards to this story until today. I'm always open for commissions if you're really interested in seeing how she handles her new role in life. Don't forget that she can't really talk properly and even if she could learn to walk again her parents would more than likely assume that she's not as bad as her older sister, but she's still mentally damaged. The best case scenario for Lindsey is her parents treating her like a 2 or maybe a 3 year old. She'd probably be cruising around in a baby walker, thick diaper around her hips. unable to talk or walk properly without lots of assistance and patience. After all, her parents aren't expecting her to be anymore mentally alert than her big sister. She isn't just going to go back to college; the doctor really messed up the language center in her brain and her coordination is literally the same as a baby. There actually is an origin story to this one that's written by a writer called "CrissyBaby" or something like that on DA. My client commissioned them first and my story is just a sequel. Her plan in this story is to punish the entire town's female population (ages 18 to 25) for almost getting her caught. Thank you kindly, Guilyn. I think your assessment is more than fair in regards to this story. Sure, I could've went on and on with it. Maybe show Lindsey's new life, but where would I stop it once I started showing how her mother takes care of her? She's basically a vegetable trapped in a shell (her body) at this point. ------- If you want me to make a sequel to this story then feel free to contact me privately or comment here. I'm open to suggestions and I will accept commissions for the sequel to be written if you would like one to be made. Let me know!