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How did literally no one see that for 5 days?!? Thanks for the catch! I corrected it! 🙂 Thanks for the comments! 🙂

You're looking for the story, 'The Promise' by Xylophone. Unfortunately the only copy that was on the web was on ABDL Story Forum. I've been in touch with the author before about reposting, but they haven't moved to do so unfortunately. (If anyone does know of a legit copy posted by them somewhere still online please let me know and I'll add the link in my catalog.) @lilmissapricot is their new name on this site as of December, but they haven't logged in recently from what I can see. That is as complete of a list as I know of out there. If you're looking for lighter stories... LittleFallenPrincess's works, Your Move by Diapered Prince, and my works I would say tend to be the most on the 'nicer' side of things. InkuHime Chasing Emily would definitely work for you too. LostBBBoy has some great works too, just know they tend to never end happily ever after completely. Princess Pottypants original I think should be read, though I think in the end it may be a bit harsher. Princess Pottypants, Snackers, Ausdpr, Personalias, etc. are all fantastically written works! Mileage varies if you're wanting less harsh.

I suspect her mom told her to be careful in the same way Amanda chewed her out. It's considered biowarfare effectively and could have really gotten Stacy in trouble... Boo!!! Old phones are the worst sometimes! Glad you are able to read now though! 🙂 🙂

Yep! We have a loooong way to go before they jump off that bridge. 🥲 Awww... thank you for such kind words! 💜

😳 I hope they get it cleared soon if you think it's that serious of one! Take care of yourself, we'll read more hopefully when you're better! Enjoyed seeing the woman getting what was coming to her. I thought Guilend might have been happy with a code white meaning a diapered Amazon there!

I was trying to remember the name of this story a few weeks back, glad to see you back with it! Curious to see these adventures to Iceland and beyond!

🫣 Unfortunately, at this rate, it probably will... I have a good writing month and a half ahead, beginning this next week. We'll see how I do on it. I have another shorter book for my other pen name that has to fit in that as well. (It's probably about 70-80k words) We'll see... If I can ever finish it I'll probably start posting more than once a week. Until then I'm trying to get you all through the fall without the season break again... Right now in the story forum it has more replies than anything else has had. (I don't know if it'll catch up with most views by the end, I'm actually a little curious about that as we have a long way to go). Word count where I'm writing is up to 490k. It certainly will not be one book when I publish it! I've debated about splitting to another thread, but I'm too curious about the counts! 🤣 As far as lengthy ABDL work, Personalias by far is exceeding me so far. Unfair to where he has posted on his SubscribeStar at 910k words. I confess there is a part of me who would love to compete with that in the end, but my fingers would like to only do another few hundred at most... Sometimes I wonder why I did that to myself... 🤦🏼‍♀️ Thanks! Don't tell anyone! Appreciate the comments! 🙂

Thanks, and thanks for the comments! 🙂 I kind of established this with both Ivy/Holly and a Amanda/Stacy in the past. There's a lot of pressure to not have a grown up Little though. Plus, some of the new mommies genuinely have a type of undiagnosed mental illness in my mind. Thanks for the comments!🙂 I would like this too, but I don't know that it'll happen. I have the ending of the work in mind, but it's so far in the future who knows what will happen in my crazy muse's demented thoughts! There's probably some truth to that with some of them! Thanks for the comments! 🙂 Thanks for reading Billy! Thanks! 🙂 The way I've written this you haven't even seen the ending yet! 😉 You'll get to see that on the editing room floor so to speak later on. We'll see what comes of this though. Thanks! 🙂 We shall see on the issue you mentioned. They didn't come through the public portal - using a university one instead - so that might be the work around. We shall see! Thanks for the comments! 🙂 (Thanks for mentioning the chapter you're on!) Thanks for the comments! Getting closer! Just a very long week ahead for them! Thanks for the comments! 🙂 Thanks for the comments! 🙂

Chapter 139: Facts of Life “LET’S TAKE THAT twenty-minute break!” Sebastian said, “There are doughnuts over there if anyone needs a snack!” Beth skipped those, instead asking Nikki to help her out of the diaper and go potty again before they started again. They had four more scenes to film, but one of them was a shopping trip – that had sucked in the first film they had done, and one was a weekend montage as they dealt with their new lives in the characters’ home. After the potty trip and a change for Carly, she asked her, “How are you doing?” “A bit tired,” Carly admitted. “I think these next scenes are some of the most emotional?” “When we’re done today, we’re just going home, right?” “That’s my plan,” Carly said. “So my Grandma’s feels like home now?” “Yeah, it really does,” Beth told her. “You know I’m sure she would love for you to stay there during the weeknights? You’re not like me and stuck in a nest?” Beth sighed, “Yes, but I’d probably see you less, leaving immediately after classes to leave campus?” “Yeah… but you’d be safer?” “I guess you know about everything?” She asked quietly. “Grandma told me some of it?” “You didn’t say anything last night?” Beth asked. “I didn’t want to be too pushy?” Beth hugged Carly, “Thank you.” “Maybe you can properly thank me later?” Carly suggested, wagging her eyebrows with a tone and behavior she’d never seen from her. “You need to behave, Little girl; you’re not too big for me to take over my knee,” she laughed. “There’s an idea…” Carly joked back. Beth facepalmed. They had enough time to grab a drink of water from the containers Nikki was watching over. Then, the shooting restarted with shots of them walking out to the parking lot. They made it clear that the dad had taken the mother’s car since car seats were already in it. Beth and Carly buckled in, and then the vehicle was programmed to drive to the Little Superstore. That sequence took five takes to get everything lined up correctly and demanded a lot of patience from Carly and Beth since they were just living props! ‘They could really just use dolls for this kind of scene,’ Beth griped internally. ‘The screenwriter owes me another massage!’ Eventually, they were ready to fill in the mom with a conversation on the way to the store in the car. The front driver and passenger chairs were again turned toward the backseat as Ava began to motherly chew out her ‘daughter.’ “So, just what the hell suddenly makes you adopt? Especially your two best friends?!?” “Mo...” Charlotte tried to interrupt. “Best friends who are both perfectly capable of using the potty, by the way?!? But you forced them into diapers?!? And then made them use them?!?!?!?! I raised you better than this, Harper Elaine!!!!!” The anger that Ava displayed was honestly impressive to Beth. She sat silently still in the booster seat, grateful that it wasn’t her mother chewing her out! ‘Ava will make a great mother someday,’ she thought. Beth responded then, though, “It’s not her fault...” She hesitated as if the word was hard to say, “Grandma.” Ava abruptly looked dumbstruck and like she’d hit a wall. The maternal need of a woman to have grandkids seemed to override her for a second, but she resumed, “How can you say that? You’ve already been accepted to college, Evelyn! So has Emma!!!” “If she didn’t do it, Annalise was going to,” Beth said with resignation. “Anna poisoned us at the end of school with cookies...” Carly sighed, “She was the only one I would have ever trusted besides Harper, and she did that to us!” Carly hissed. “I swear, Mom, I never wanted this!” Charlotte said, making tears leak from her eyes. She gripped a miniature stuffed animal she had clipped to her backpack like her life depended on it. Clearly, her character’s emotions were at an overloaded point, too. “Annalise?!?” she looks doubtful, “She’s been your friend since you were little girls too, why would she...?” Suddenly, Carly spoke up, “The rest of the cookies are still in my backpack.” Squirms in the seat. “I didn’t think about it until now, but you can test them.” “I’ll get my husband to get someone to do that; if that little girl did that, I’m going to see her punished.” She takes a deep breath, “What happened?” “Cut!” Sebastian called out. “That was gold,” Charlotte said, “I don’t really want to redo that again unless there were horrible filming issues, Will?” “I had closeup cameras on all of you throughout, one on Carly and Beth, another on you two, and then an overhead through the car roof we can cut to. I don’t think we need anything else?” “Good!” Charlotte said, “Ava, that was amazing, by the way!” “I was just sitting there glad I wasn’t the one getting chewed out,” Beth smirked. The crew laughed. “Okay, Carly, you called for a silent montage to tell the story to the mother, but I think we should go ahead and adlib it and record the exchange,” Sebastian suggested. “You can take the sound out since the audience knows the story, but maybe it’ll give a fade spot, or it’ll just be cutting room floor material?” “That works,” Carly agreed. They only did the sub-scene once, with Charlotte telling the main story and Carly and Beth adding their point-of-view in occasionally. After another cut, they resumed filming the dialogue. “Damnit! I’m going to have words with that little girl!” Ava said, clearly angry. The simulated trip to the store ended, and Ava and Charlotte exited the car, opening the back doors. Ava looked at them through the door beside where Beth was buckled in. “I’m sorry this happened to you girls. We won’t let this be the only future you two have. For now, LPS will expect to see Harper taking ‘good’ care of you. As soon as we’re done with that, we’ll get you back to being as big as we can...” Ava shook her head and glared across to Charlotte as she unbuckled Beth. Carly was just being picked up when she added, “This is not how I was supposed to become a grandmother, Harper Elaine!” “Cut!” WE TOOK A break to reset cameras before filming us being carried into the store. Charlotte carried Beth inside while Ava took care of me. Both grabbed separate carts and put us inside the seats. It was too big of a seat for me, while Beth looked crammed in despite still fitting. She turned a shade of red that was fitting for the moment, and I noticed that the short dress would never cover the diaper as she sat there. There were a couple of restarts, but we were pushed through the store, starting with the diaper aisle. It was like yesterday all over again for me as two boxes were placed underneath the cart for each of us. One for daytime and one for night. Baby wipes, sippy cups, baby bottles, bibs, and a ‘real’ car seat for Beth joined the items quickly. Ava tossed in a baby monitor set without pausing to look at options. The camera focused on a ‘baby proofing’ service, which would add handle covers, outlet covers, corner protectors, and more to the house. Charlotte used a store scanner meant for bigger things to be delivered and scanned, making the purchase obvious. That was a suggestion from one of the crew members who had experience with a ‘new sibling’ right before she came back from the Winter Break. To her credit, she thought it was as much bullshit as the ‘mom’ of Charlotte’s character! Eventually, we had done enough shots of shopping and pushed into the baby furniture area of the store. Here, we reset the cameras and resumed dialogue. Charlotte whispered to her mom. “Do I have to buy them cribs?” “Until LPS stops coming, yes. We can get convertible ones… maybe in the future you can convert them to toddler beds if they’re good girls.” She made it seem like that was for an unknown audience listening in via spies. “You also need to get them a playpen and a highchair for Emma; we can probably just use the booster seat at home for Evelyn. It has straps on it, we just never used them. Go ahead and pick out cute bedding and mobiles, too. LPS will require you to show that you can be a good mommy since you’re practically just a little girl yourself.” Ava had improvised a few things around the original dialogue, but I had to admit I liked her changes. She finished her last line by gently brushing through her loose, somewhat frazzled-looking hair before putting a comforting hand on Charlotte’s shoulder. “Cut!” Sebastian called. “One of the crew members is in shot on my view,” a cameraman called. “Damnit!” Sebastian said, “You’ve got to remember to stay out of frame!” “We do need to do it again,” Will said. “Ava, I like what you did there, but why don’t you try…” Charlotte gave some suggestions, and despite the annoyance of filming it all again, it went better and was worthwhile! With that segment of dialogue completed, they moved on to filming background scenes of Charlotte and Ava shopping and picking out the ‘perfect’ cribs for the girls. The crew followed the script and got closeup footage of signage specifically showing the crib chosen for Evelyn being an extended size to '100 inches.’ Shots showing documentation for Charlotte placing the order for delivery of the cribs that will be there within three hours, which was a service for ‘urgent adoptions.’ Finally, we moved on to the clothing areas of the store and resumed dialogue recording. Charlotte held up a dress that would actually fit in well on the campus for Beth to wear, “This doesn’t look too bad?” Ava responded, “No, dear, pick cute things that a toddler will love! Their maturosis is flaring, and they’re only going to be happier babies if they’re wearing bright clothing!” she smiled after saying that loudly. Then she leaned over and whispered, “You can look for normal-looking clothing later, or maybe even your dad will bring her own clothes later.” “But...” Charlotte went to argue and stick up for her friend. Ava whispered back, “LPS will expect you to transition them to their new role. They’re your babies now, not your friends.” A hug was given to Charlotte and a kiss to Beth and myself to ‘reassure’ us. Then they went to town, picking out cutesy actual clothing mixed in with the HoloClothes. “Cut!” Gary came out and showed Charlotte which clothes were real and how to tell before we began shooting again. He had outdone himself, placing a whole cartful of options of babyish dresses, onesies, rompers, footed pajamas, nightgowns, and other clothing appropriate for an infant for my character and a toddler for Beth’s character. Both of us were changed into ‘better’ clothes during the scene with tags pulled off to scan. I could tell Beth was much happier in the bibbed overalls that actually covered her diaper! After the change, I wore an infant playsuit that looked similar to what I’d seen Aunt Bella dressed in one night. Filming moved to the check-out, where the total was a bit over five thousand dollars. Ava was seen covering the overage for her new granddaughters. Eventually, we recorded leaving the store, strapping into the car seats, and finally getting done with the shopping scenes! “Cut!” Sebastian had called out. “We’re going to take an hour’s break for lunch. Charlotte, who paid for this one?” “Carly did, actually,” she said. “Carly?” he looked at me, “How?” “Ask me some other time. I’m going to warn you, I chose something with some flavor; there’s some mild stuff for the wimps, though!” Beth poked me at that, even though, sadly, few crew members could join me for the spicy side of the Mexican-like food. One who did immediately regretted it. I didn’t laugh too loud… I did laugh, though! BETH SPENT LUNCH eternally grateful that Carly had ordered milder options, even as she was even more grateful several crew members joined her in her choices. Seeing Caleb regret going toe-to-toe with Carly as she dumped the spiciest of sauces on her food was entertaining, though! Owen had been busy with a play he had been doing with the theater department the previous evenings. He had finally had a chance to help that day. He seemed to feel like an outsider this time but made some suggestions here and there. “Beth?” Owen said. “Yes, Owen?” “Next year, I have to do a show for my theater class that I choose, direct, and probably act in, too. Would you be interested in joining the cast for it?” Beth was flattered, “Maybe? Let me see how everything works out next year? It’s been an interesting semester?” He nodded, “Of course, I just wanted to see if you’d be interested! The members of this cast are all doing great, but you’re the right size and kind of girl I want to use for that?” “If I can, I will,” Beth promised him. “Great!” he said with a smile. Beth thought that was a bit weird, while Carly said, “That’s cool! He’s pretty picky on acting?” Carly mentioned. “Yeah, he is,” she agreed. After lunch, they resumed filming, with the girls returning to Charlotte’s house. While she had Charlotte and the girls wait inside, Ava went back outside and brought in one of the purchases – a playpen. Ava opened it up as Charlotte watched. With a couple of unscripted directions, Charlotte picked up Beth and placed her inside, followed by Carly. It was clear by the fact the wall only reached just below Beth’s armpits that it wouldn’t contain her forever. Still, she sat down inside and held Carly on her lap in the ‘safe place’ a new mother could leave them alone as Charlotte and Ava made more trips to the car. Neither Beth nor Carly had to act much to show their fatigue and displeasure at being penned up like babies in the playpen. Jackson came from the ‘upstairs’ area where he’d apparently made it back and was working on a room for them. After he helped bring in the rest of the items, Beth and Carly were removed from the playpen and placed on Charlotte’s knees. She hugged them protectively on the couch beside Ava. Jackson sat in a recliner, looking at them from the side. The whole sequence was free of dialogue, but it took an hour to film before they finally reached the final dialogue parts in the script. Charlotte’s character asked, “What now?” Jackson gave her a tired smile, “Well, I managed to get the guest bedroom cleared out. The hallway and the office are cluttered with stuff right now, but it’s at least ready for their cribs and changing table to be delivered. You should put them to bed when that’s done.” Charlotte squeezed them tight again, “I meant... what do we do now with the girls?” Jackson rocked in the recliner several times, finally saying, “Harper, they’re your babies and responsibility now. I know this was done to protect them, but that doesn’t change that you’re now their mommy?” “Ugh!” Charlotte roared, almost at a scream but more controlled. “Dad… I mean, I’m going to school Monday, right? What do I do with them? Do I have to put them in a daycare to be mindlessly babied?” Jackson shook his head, “No, actually you don’t have to do that?” “I don’t?!? What can I do then?” “Harper, you’re their mother. You can enroll them in any institution you want. If you want them to go to preschool? They go there. Elementary school? Middle School?” He raised his eyebrows, “High school?” He pauses, “That’s all up to you.” “Wait! They can still go to high school?” Charlotte asked in shock, and a bit of hope came through. “Yes, you may re-enroll them, and they can continue. Evelyn will have to wear the Little uniform like Emma now, but they can even still graduate with you.” Beth asked, “Really?” Hope just barely dangling in front of her character. Ava chimed in, “To be honest, that’s what better be happening!” In Beth’s opinion, she played the very annoyed mother character quite well! “It will! What about their parents?” Charlotte asked. Jackson rocked the chair several times, sighed, and said, “Emma’s dad wasn’t surprised she got adopted... He was actually happy it was you who did it. Jay says he’ll come over next weekend to see her after she gets a chance to adjust. Suggested if she does need to be placed in a daycare, the one he knows his wife is in would be good.” Beth squirmed at the very real conversation Carly had written here. It was rarely shown on television that Littles had families from which they were ripped. It was one of the redeeming spots of what would otherwise be a typical ‘adoption’ film. “That would be really embarrassing for mom to see me like that… But Daddy doesn’t hate me?” Carly’s voice trembled as if tears could start again, even though something she hoped wasn’t as bad as she worried seemed okay. Jackson quickly and forcefully responded, “Of course not, Emma! He’s sad, but let’s face it... you had an uphill battle just like your mama did.” Beth hesitantly and softly asked, “My parents?” “They’re upset... I’m not going to lie to you, Evie. I was worried your mom was going to rip my eyes out… But they don’t hate you – and they never could.” Jackson sighed, “Your mom promises to come visit and... even offered to babysit sometimes if needed. They’ll probably come over next weekend, too. Both of your families will box up your belongings, and I’ll pick them up Sunday.” After a moment of silence that seemed right, Charlotte said, “Things are never going to be normal again, are they?” “They won’t be the same again, Harper, but you don’t have to limit them like other mommies do. You won’t be able to go to separate colleges, but you could even enroll them at the same school you attend.” “That’s legal, honey?” Ava asked in surprise. Jackson responded, “Harper is their mommy; she can do whatever she feels is in their best interest.” He paused before saying, “The one thing we do have to talk about, though, will be potty privileges.” “Since they had poopy accidents, I have to keep them in diapers? Don’t I?” Charlotte asked. “Yes, I don’t see any way around it. Your mom is going to talk about a couple other things you’re going to have to do to keep up appearances, too.” A doorbell sound came across that I knew we’d redub in the edit. Jackson stood, “That should be their cribs and things. I’ll go let the delivery crew in and help get their nursery sorted.” He left. “Cut!” Sebastian said. Two more takes later, Jackson was filmed leading up three crew members and a painting robot to go upstairs to the new nursery. When that was good after two takes, they continued with the dialogue. Charlotte began, “What did Dad not want to say, Mom?” Ava looked uncomfortable as if she was about to explain the ‘facts of life’ to her. “LPS is going to be really skeptical about you raising them... You are going to have to make a really great show of being a good mommy.” “I promise I’ll do anything! I don’t want to see them going to an orphanage – that would be even worse than Annalise taking them! Tell me what I have to do?!?” Charlotte added an urgency to her voice. “Get ready for sore nipples,” she said bluntly. “Huh?” Charlotte said. Beth gasped, “Both of us...?” Ava said calmly, “Yes, both of you. It’s an important bonding process, according to ‘experts.’ Harper, you probably need to publicly feed them in the cafeteria on Monday, too.” Right on cue, Charlotte began crying with tear tracks down her eyes. As ‘reality’ hit the trio, Beth and Carly started crying, too. It was unscripted, but it seemed right that Ava joined a group hug and a cuddle with the trio. “Cut!” Sebastian said. “Do we need that part about breastfeeding?” Ethan asked. “Yes,” Charlotte said. “Our scriptwriter did some great things in this script, and I hope, even if this isn’t seen widely, that you all get her message about freedoms being ripped out here.” “Everyone loses in this,” Beth muttered. “Basically, yes,” Carly said. Charlotte put her hand on Carly’s back and rubbed it, but they were still sitting on the couch. “Okay, we just need to record the montage of them settling into their new lives,” Sebastian said, “Let’s get this done, and then hopefully we have some weekend left!” After the sixth outfit, being fed in the booster seat, Carly in the highchair, ‘nursing’ in a rocking chair in the nursery and on the couch in the living room, diapers changed on a changing table, ‘playing’ with dolls with Carly, and a good hour of moving from activity to activity they felt they had enough for a thirty second to a minute of montage to be accompanied with a soundtrack. “That’s a wrap, folks!” Sebastian said, “Great work!” “Let’s get you out of that damn diaper,” Charlotte said to Beth. “Those are the best words I’ve heard all day!” she replied. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thanks for reading! Please press the Like button and leave a comment!!!!! I have a crazy long day today, so it'll be late before I respond to any comments, but know they'll be appreciated when I finally get home! Thank you to all of you who do regularly comment!!!! 💜

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🤷‍♀️ Knowing Amanda and Stacy they both could probably have found a solution. I think Stacy was partially just happy to have a potential better way to freedom...? We'll never know, and don't worry - Amanda was not thrilled with this when she learned about it! 🤣

🤦🏼‍♀️ No... it should have been much shorter! Carly and Beth have demanded far more of my time than I expected! I actually wrote the scripts in full before writing these sections of the book. I plan to publish them on their own on the site at some point. (Probably could do the first one at this point, maybe I'll do that next month...) 😛 Stacy has been safely away from spanking Amazonian mommies for a long time now! Her rear end is quite safe for the moment! (She was a bit reckless at times!) Truthfully if she had not had it disabled, she would have had problems leaving with the alarms going off at the portal. Thanks for the comments! 🙂 😇😈

No, unfortunately, another Little ate them all... (nervously wipes chocolate off of fingers) 🤣 This was intentional; it's very much meant to be an artpiece trying to bring some sympathy to Littles and Tweeners. It's not just to be another happy plot about how great it is to adopt a surrogate baby against their wills. Whether or not the Bigs see that? Probably not, but glad it could make you feel that way! Thanks for the comments! 🙂

@Moon3ye Reminded me of this third birthday of posting this work, and I remembered I had wanted to do an extra post this week when I thought about that a while back. So, thank them for making it happen! (And thank you again for the adorable picture of Rings! Definitely not ready for big girl pants anytime soon!) 🙂 Hopefully I caught most of the errors on my edit tonight, my apologies if I missed stuff! Chapter 138: Courtly Scenes THE NEXT MORNING, Beth woke up to Amanda gently shaking her shoulder, “Come on girls, time to get up so you can get to the university.” “What time is it?” Carly asked. “Too late for a swim,” Amanda told her. “Ugh… Maybe when we’re done?” “We’ll see; it won’t hurt you to skip a day?” “I haven’t skipped one since I started again here?” She laughed, “We’ll see. Beth, get yourself ready, I’m going to get this girl into the shower and then dressed. You have thirty minutes. Get a move on!” Beth hated feeling rushed in the morning but knew it was their own fault for not setting an alarm. She’d gotten spoiled with Rachel and distracted by Carly from remembering the previous night! As she took a quick shower, she couldn’t help but feel her arms and back felt the best they’d ever felt, thanks to that massage. When Carly had massaged her front, she’d felt in heaven as she gently kneaded her breasts and fought every urge to pull her into her chest to start sucking on her nipples! ‘Ugh, what’s wrong with me?’ They somehow managed to be on time to the soundstage, having eaten a breakfast sandwich apiece on the way there in Nikki’s car. “Go ahead and head back to wardrobe,” Sebastian said as we walked in. Nikki followed us back and helped Beth and Carly don the diapers and ill-fitting adoption costumes again. “I hate how exposed this makes me,” she complained to Carly. Carly shrugged, “Been there, done that! It’s actually a little weird being more covered than you.” Charlotte was soon there, and the rest of the cast, involved in their first scene of the day, made it to their places. They began by recording their entrance to the courthouse a couple times. Charlotte carried us both on her hip as if to ensure there was an ironclad ‘claim’ that both girls were her new babies. ‘Sadly, that is all too realistic,’ Beth tried not to shudder. They stood in line behind some HoloCharacters for several moments as Charlotte baby bounced them both a bit. In front, there was a Big HoloWoman who was carrying a Little girl in poopied clothes that resembled the mess they’d dealt with. Holo-created mess still streaked her legs leading to the ground, and their effects crew even had a small bit of it on the ground. The pacifier in the girl’s mouth was clearly one of those horrible locking ones she’d seen. She had a sad look and looked miserable. Charlotte shifted for a second, her hand obviously on Carly’s bottom, and whispered to her, “Oh Emma, why didn’t you tell me you need to potty?” “I didn’t think I was allowed?” she made her voice tremble as she said it. It was the sound of someone worried that their world was about to end in massive pain. Charlotte sighed and made it obvious she hated what was happening. The control of her body language as an actress had been apparent to her as a kid watching her, but up close, it was amazing. “As soon as we get out of here, we’ll talk. My dad does a lot of legal cases with adoptions; he’ll tell us the rules... and we’ll figure out ours…” Charlotte squeezed Carly a little tighter in a reaffirming hug before she turned to her other side to make eye contact with Beth. “Do you need to go?” The script called for Beth to squirm, which didn’t take much effort given how uncomfortable the moment felt, “I think I can hold it a while longer?” she quietly replied. Just then, the HoloMom in front of them stepped away, and the receptionist, played by Amelia, said, “Next!” Jackson stood beside us silently the whole time but finally said, “Go on,” softly to Charlotte, “You have to do most of this. I’ll stay with you, but you’re their mommy and must be the adult.” After stepping forward, Charlotte took a deep breath, “I’m here to adopt my two little girls here.” Amelia looked up with a bored expression, “Their names?” “Emma and Evelyn.” “Your name?” Amelia asked, still in a bored ‘I do this every day, eight hours a day’ voice. “Harper Kensington.” Beth patiently sat on Charlotte’s hip and watched as Amelia typed on a screen for a moment and then handed them a tablet. “We close in twenty minutes, but you’re in here before then, so the judge will see you no matter what today. Please complete the forms on this tablet as quickly as possible so he doesn’t have to stay too late. Same for the rest of the staff. Your information will be duplicated to each file, but your baby girls need theirs entered separately. It’s all set for that. Who is that with you?” Jackson stepped forward then, “I’m her attorney.” “I’ll let the judge know you have council.” Charlotte said, “Thanks.” She carried us to some chairs and sat us down on either side before sitting down with the tablet. “Cut!” they heard. “I think we need to do that again,” Charlotte said. “Carly’s diaper isn’t obviously wet… we have PooPloders that just do a pee substitute, right?” Gary answered, “Yes?” “We probably should give both girls one. It’s not in the script, but Beth’s character should definitely need to use that diaper by the time the courtroom scene is done?” Charlotte said. Beth blushed, “Maybe wait to load mine until we get to that?” “That’s probably a good idea. We’ll have to take a bathroom break at some point. Gary, Charlotte, can you get Carly hooked up?” “On it,” he said. Beth watched the crew reset alongside Jackson and Nikki then before they came back and reshot it. This time, it was very obvious that Carly’s character had used that diaper! ‘Not as wet as yesterday’s still, though,’ she fought a giggle until after the ‘cut’ came again! I WAS SITTING beside Charlotte as we filmed her ‘filling out’ the forms for us. I had been tasked with programming the tablet to stream a live recording to a nearby drive to match our film clock and ensuring it looked right as she did so. Beth and I looked at the screen from beside her with the looks of two people who were losing everything then. It included information on her character’s name, address, occupation, income, etc. Because the character was still living at home, some information from her parents was entered. I noted that she had to click that no nursery was ready yet. She then began putting in our information of Beth’s character’s ‘Old name’ of Evelyn Olivia Merriweather,’ changing to ‘Evelyn Olivia Kensington.’ My character’s name was changed from ‘Emma June Fairchild’ to Emma June Kensington.’ Even though it wasn’t really happening and wasn’t us, I had no trouble generating tears from my eyes per the script by the time she’d reached the final page on the tablet. Her ‘dad’ sat beside us still as she hugged us and headed up to the desk. Right then, Ava walked in; she was playing Charlotte’s character’s mom. She dived in to hug her daughter and then also quickly hugged us both reassuringly. She had a quick, quiet, unscripted conversation with Charlotte and her ‘husband’ as we stood beside them. There wasn’t enough time to tell the whole story to her, though, as the HoloMom that had entered in front of us had been called not long after Charlotte started entering the information on the forms. Before fully explaining why her daughter was becoming a mommy to her best friends, Amelia said, “Ms. Kensington?” she looked at our group, “The judge is ready now.” Charlotte picked up Beth and me and led her father and mother into the door beside her desk. “Cut!” We went back and hit that section of the script a few more times due to technical problems, and eventually, we got to our courtroom scene. None of us had seen the setup yet, so our first time was just before we filmed it. “This isn’t right,” Beth said. “Huh?” I asked her. “This isn’t how this would be set?” “Umm… are you sure?” Sophia asked. “My dad’s a judge, trust me – I’ve been on lots of days with him and my grandmother watching.” “So what needs to change?” I asked her. Thirty minutes later, we’d made the adjustments and began filming a more accurate scene, according to our resident expert! It was a small room relatively compared to what you expected from a courtroom on TV. There were some elements you would expect, like a bench for the judge, a small witness stand beside them, and a small table and chairs on either side of an aisle if there were two parties to a dispute. Jackson gently guided Charlotte to a seat at one of the tables, and she placed Beth and me on her knees in her lap. Ava, playing her mother, sat down in the row behind them. A HoloCharacter played a court clerk who was set to take notes on a device. At the same time, another holo police officer looked bored to the side. Jacob was playing the judge then, “Good afternoon, just squeaking in here before we close today?” “Yes, Your Honor,” Jackson replied. “Mr. Kensington, you don’t come into this court for these cases very often. I note you share the same last name as the applicant?” “Yes, Your Honor, Miss Kensington, the plaintiff, is my daughter.” Jacob said, “Seems unusual for a daughter of yours to not only adopt this young but also two girls?” “Circumstances being what they are, I believe she will be a good mother.” Jackson managed to speak both with resignation and a firm belief in his fictional daughter’s abilities then. “Miss Kensington, I see here that you are seeking the adoption of Evelyn Olivia Merriweather, age eighteen, a Tweener, and Emma June Fairchild, age eighteen, a Little. Since Little adoptions are simpler, let’s begin with her. What makes you believe she has proved her maturity demands a caregiver?” Charlotte startled me with her firm delivery, “Both girls pooped their pants in a massive mess in public today. Both required new outfits and needed a caregiver. It would have been wrong for me not to take them in.” “They’re both classmates, it appears? What should make you the one to adopt them? Especially two?” “Your Honor?” I spoke up tentatively. Jacob glared at me. It was the look that one would get right before a spanking, perfect for the role, “Little girls shouldn’t speak without being spoken to Emma, but can I help you?” I spoke up, “She… She should be our mommy because we want her to be.” “Really?” He gave a surprise look of shock, “That wasn’t the opinion of the last fifteen Littles in this courtroom?” “We love our mommy; she’s a good friend, and she wants to take care of us the way we need,” I said as convincingly as possible. He gave me a skeptical look but turned his eyes to Beth. “Evelyn, do you agree? You’re a Tweener, so you have a few more rights even if you had poopy pants in public?” ‘A few more rights,’ I thought to myself. The more I researched, the more I felt Littles might have had more rights than Tweeners! It was part of why I stuck that into the script. He delivered it just right, too! I looked over at Beth, who squirmed in her seat, and I could tell she had suddenly activated her PeePloder. After a moment of looking stricken, she said, “Yes, Your Honor, I know that I’m just a little girl too and need a mommy. Please make Harper our mommy.” Jacob turned back to Jackson, “Mr. Kensington, can your daughter provide for two little girls? They’ll need a place to stay during the days while she finishes high school? College?” “Your Honor, this is an unusual situation, but I believe it’s in the best interest of all three girls for this adoption to take place. I am fully aware of all the services available to their care, and her mother and I will support our grandchildren with money, housing, and childcare as needed.” Jackson said the lines with conviction. Jacob looked at all of us for a long pause before saying, “Far be it for me to get in the way of what looks like a loving family getting together here. Miss Harper, I do hope you understand there will be inspections from Little Protective Services within a week to ensure you have the proper resources to care for both of your daughters since I see you don’t have a nursery set up for them. There’s no backing out for them; should you not properly care for them, they’ll become wards of the state?” “I understand, Your Honor. I promise to do everything I can to love and care for them.” Charlotte responded. Jacob then said in a very official-sounding voice, “Very well, I declare that Evelyn Olivia Merriweather and Emma June Fairchild are no longer adults, with the legal rights implied as such. They are now both considered minors and are to be henceforth named Evelyn Olivia Kensington and Emma June Kensington. Their adoptive mother is Harper Elaine Kensington.” He used a small gavel to strike the desk before him, “Congratulations to the new family! The clerk’s office is standing by down the hall. They will chip your daughters and provide the adoption packet.” Charlotte told him, “Thank you, Your Honor.” Right then, he left, and Charlotte, Beth, and I were wrapped in a bigger hug by Jackson and Ava. Seeming to be the perfect family. After a moment, we walked out of the courtroom. “Cut!” “That was a long sequence in one take,” Beth said. “Yeah, it was,” Jacob said. “I still say I should have been the judge again,” Jackson kidded him. “Hate to see you typecast Jackson!” Jacob said back to him. “Besides, you’re like the star of the film for part of this!” We all laughed and stood in the hallway while Sebastian, Charlotte, and Will took a look at the instant playback. Our small group talked as we waited for them to conclude how the footage looked. “Let’s do that again,” Charlotte said. “Gary, we need to do another PeePloder for Beth.” “I’ll work on that right now; I’ll have it ready in five!” “Beth, I want you to wait until after your line about making me your mommy before you activate the PeePloder this time… Let’s see how that feels?” “Gross?” Beth said. She smiled when she said that, though. “That bad?” Sebastian asked. “Actually, no, the diaper absorbs that quickly. The PooPloders are a whole different story. They’re disgusting!” Everyone laughed at that as we took the time to reset to film that sequence again. As we waited for Beth, Gary, and Charlotte to return from changing the diaper and preparing the new PeePloder, I participated in a discussion with Will, Sebastian, Jackson, and Jacob. We debated whether we should break up the scene more to make it easier to shoot and edit later. “Honestly, Sebastian, I don’t think the length of the scene is a problem,” Jacob said. “We all remembered our lines?” “It seems more organic if it’s one take,” Will added. “We can always do it this way again and then break it up?” I suggested. “Maybe do a cut right after Beth uses the PeePloder?” “Was that the only concern?” Sebastian asked. “That was Charlotte’s main one?” Will responded. “Let’s try it in one chunk again; we’ll come back midway through if we need to for another take.” Ten minutes later, we were able to restart, and thankfully, everyone liked the next take! “Let’s get the clerk scene in next, then we’ll take a break for twenty minutes while the crew resets to the parking lot and store scenes,” Charlotte directed. “Sounds good, Charlotte!” someone called back. There was less dialogue in this next scene and more just covering our walk out of the courtroom, taking a right down a hallway, and then going inside an office, ‘Clerk: Records and Adoption Chips.’ We filmed a brief montage of Charlotte talking to a worker who clearly just wanted to leave and go home. We were placed on the counter one at a time and stabbed with a fake syringe to insert our adoption chips. Mom had told me about them and how hers had been neutralized. “It was good because I was able to get through the portal to go home without the alarms going off, but it was also scary – I knew that at any time, someone could take off with me, and it would have been almost impossible for Amanda and Fred to fight them without that chip.” I shuddered when I thought about what a real chip would mean. That really was the final death blow signaling that you belonged to that Big. If you managed to escape, the stupid slavery-like laws would force any free state like New Haven to return you unless you somehow got lucky and got the right judge. Beth had told me of a case her adoptive grandmother had ruled on when her father worked for her. When something was written in the Constitution, it was almost impossible to find a way around it! By this time, the diapers we were wearing were wet from the PeePloders and, in my case, my own pee! Beth’s hung as low under her dress as mine had the day before, and my own was feeling like it would fall off, too. It played into the dialogue, though. Isabella acted as our clerk because her lines were past the threshold for a HoloCharacter. She started the dialogue scene after we recorded the chipping several times. “Here is your initial adoption stipend; there’s two thousand per girl on these cards. You’ll receive an additional two thousand on the fifteenth, Tuesday next week, and that day each month. Make sure you get them their cribs, car seats, clothes, and, of course, their diapers out of that – LPS will check up on what they’re being used for occasionally. You will qualify for this stipend until you have an income that exceeds fifty thousand a year. The girls must visit a doctor for a checkup within one week.” Isabella was managing the same bored tone as Amelia had earlier, seemingly eager to get them out of the office so she could go home! Charlotte responded simply, “Thanks.” Her body language and tone conveyed the ‘what just happened’ idea to the eighteen-year-old girl suddenly thrust into adulthood. Isabella looked over Beth especially, “Oh, and we keep a stash of various-sized diapers in that restroom; why don’t you go change them before you go shopping? Unless you want them reminded of their needs. I understand if you do!” “Thanks, we’ll take you up on that,” Charlotte said. Charlotte carried us to the adjacent room with her mother. “Cut!” Sebastian said. We repeated that sequence two more times, once for a flubbed line on the repeat and the second for coverage. Finally, we were able to film the coming out; after a quick trip to the wardrobe, both of us were now in fresh diapers, thankfully! As they walked down the hallway, Ava began talking as Charlotte’s mom to Jackson, “Honey, can you go talk to the girl’s families? We’ll go shopping for what they need?” Charlotte hugged us reassuringly as she walked behind them, still clearly the child in the relationship despite her newfound motherhood. “Yes, that was what I planned on. I’ll try to be quick and start getting the main guest bedroom cleared out.” “Unless we want to make our daughter keep her babies in her room? I still need the story here? I mean, Charlotte, these are your friends?!?” “Please let them have a room, Mom. I’ll tell you on the way; sorry we didn’t have more time before...” “It better be a damn good story, I thought we raised you better than this!” Ava drove the angry mother with a quiet, pissed demeanor amazingly well. “You did... that’s why I had to...” Charlotte looked ready to cry as her ‘mom’ turned to look at her. She gave her and us a quick group hug before assertively leading the way out of the building. “Cut!” “I want to do that again,” Will said. By that point, I really just wanted to roll my eyes, but instead, we just rolled the filming again! +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thanks for reading! Please press the Like Button and leave a comment! It's a bit mindblowing to me that it's been three years I've been posting this now! You all have racked up 546,700 views on this as of now, and over 2,800 replies! I appreciate you all sticking with me on this tale, and hope to bring this to a conclusion in the next year or so at this rate! Thanks for all of your supportive words, likes, and comments - it makes it more fun to write that way! 💜

🥲thank you! I forgot it was its birthday posting today… Rings appreciates the picture! 💜

🤦🏼‍♀️ Pirates are awesome, but not appearing in this story. (We have enough villains for the moment!) Thanks! It'll be getting busier and picking up more for a while here in the story. Thanks for the comments! 🙂

Pouting too! Sad to miss Fenny's comments! 🥺 I'll read! 🙂 (I don't think I can compete with entertaining comments though!) Oopsie... 🤣 Thanks! I look forward to your comments on LCW. Pain is mostly been getting better, thanks for asking! 💜

Most site admins who are legit will remove if you message them. Part of the reason I've spent time publishing all my works on Amazon is to avoid people ripping me off there (which I've seen happen to many ABDL authors). My other pen name has had issues with theft, to 'audiobook' like ripping off on YouTube. That one is a trickier one because they make you swear an affidavit, and theoretically, the other party could get your name and countersue... Given most of us have no desire to have our ABDL personas ever meet our real-life situations, that makes us even more likely to be ripped off, unfortunately. There are DMCA takedown form letters out there you can send if you feel like you need to make something more legal sounding. Best of luck, and I'm sorry you've dealt with this!

She reminds me so much of the way my grandmother used to spy on the neighbors! 🤣 I'm a little surprised Jim is that old still at this rate! I have a feeling Linda's sister is going to have to be told the truth, there's no way they can deal with someone in that close of proximity not picking up on things...

I actually think he has more to fear from Betty than anyone else...?

Thanks! (And no pirates, though I might have thought about such a plot... never did anything with it though) 🙂

Just read through all of the chapters you've posted so far, very intriguing! Looking forward to more! 🙂

I agree with WBDaddy. Back in the Internet's infancy, I remember most of the stories tended to be written by an older generation that had grown up in cloth diapers. I think I might have seen my baby cousin in one once? I remember my mom thinking she was crazy for wanting to deal with the laundry at my grandmothers house in her washing machine... Some of the early stories I think I remember having to pretty much insert disposables in my mind! My suggestion would be as WBDaddy said, leave it as is. Next story can have cloth, but your first writing instinct was disposables. Honestly I think you'll appeal to a broader reader base these days with disposable as the core of your story than cloth? Good luck! 🙂

They're definitely not making friends, that's for sure! Thanks, I think it ended up being okay...? Appreciate you commenting about it for me! 🙂 Answers in the coming weeks on that one...? <nods> And the next tomorrow, and the next one... 😈 Thanks for the comments! 🙂 Thanks for the comments! 🙂

😮 Rei may be screwed too...? Somehow I fear Riley is going to get her involved still... Riley is certainly about to be on a one way sentencing here... Just for protesting... Scary! Glad to see a new post from you!