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    Better Late Than Never

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    Magic in this particular story is both simple and difficult (Just because it's simple doesn't mean it's easy).  And like I said, there's a wrinkle or two hinted at here that hasn't been explicitly stated to either the readers or the main characters; but once it comes out it will explain the title very well I feel.

    Also this situation seems way to easy to escape from, even with my minimal field craft abilities I could easily wait till early morning, boost the person's wallet and car keys, hit up Walmart(because no one gives a fuck at the Walmart)  for some normal clothes + a burner, and be on a greyhound for the opposite coast within 2 hours. I sense a trap.....

    Better Late Than Never

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    Holy crap you are talking my language!  Not gonna answer your question, though, because there's more to the tale yet to be revealed!

    I've read most of Charles Stross' "Laundry Files" series and I'm a huge speculative fiction geek who despite being a huge skeptic has causally dabbled in the occult so I recognized what was going on pretty much immediately. :)

     

    So yeah my first thought was o'fuck massive thaumaturgical reality disruption. Get the salt and start spray painting the elder sign and enochian sigils

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    Better Late Than Never

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    So the magic works as manipulation of reality by will. Somehow several people's unconscious thoughts have started affecting the environment causing reality to breakdown. Fascinating. I wonder if I were to try and improvise a counter spell would work? Even if  I don't actually believe magic, I might feel I could influence things through "symbolic manipulation of the spacial temporal substrate" through common archetypes. So for example if I sketched a pentacle from the key of Solomon or a similar medieval grimoire would I be protected? 

    Exchanged - Complete

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    When I'm writing I like to keep some pretty good notes and keep things consistent so that's why I ended up doing that. It gives whole new reasoning though on why Amazons can/do baby littles to me at least.

    I guess it's a power/control thing and  it most likely ties in back in to capitalism, just like any form of oppression. Not only does it create a huge market but also an underclass so people in the bottom tier of the privileged subspecies don't notice the puppet strings tied to them.

     

    Sorry I think my anarchist leanings are showing....

    Exchanged - Complete

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    The Blue values are the original values and 'normal' for humans/littles. The Green Values are the updated values for Amazons across from there. My thought is that growth curves would follow a standard progression no matter the species, it's just a matter of multiplying the factors for the larger sized Amazons. 

    Shit I'm actually apparently the height of five year old. Yeah I would be so screwed even if I had the 3.75" bokor I'm thinking about buying it would probably just piss the amazon off, even going all out I'd probably get smacked down hard in less than a minute. I'd put my 72 hour survival odds in the low teens. Pretty much the only scenario I see ending with me making it out alive is if I somehow manage to find a sympathetic amazon to take me to the gate.

    Exchanged - Complete

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    I used a lot InkuHime's and someone else's ideas for size ranges when I came up with this. Since no one has truly canonized stuff it's kind of a hodgepodge. For my purposes 6' and under is a little. I based this off of an adult Amazon's height and age wise. A 6' adult would match up with a 5.5 year old Amazon. 6'-7.5' is probably betweener, although I know someone called someone a short amazon at 7' in one story. For me I'm more of the 6'-8' in my mind as I'm writing are betweeners. A bit over 9' is about average for an Amazon, with the outliers like Amanda and Fred being larger. 

    Here is the chart I created at least for me to keep track of things. I used the CDC growth chart and multiplied to get to the adult amazon heights and maintain the curves:

     

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    Wow that is a complicated chart and I'm a freaking bio major. Still I think I've got figured out, the values on the lines are percentile cohorts, so for that age range on average x% of individuals are that height is the top curve for amazons or are both for amazons? Let's see at 172 cm I would assuming I'm reading this correct be about as tall as the average 14-15 year old amazon.

    Exchanged - Complete

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    Well, that's more (shock-free please!) collars for the rest of us. :01_EmoticonsHDcom:

     

    I've been feeling the lack of time too. I only just caught up on the last couple of story chapters. Hopefully your muse isn't being a silly as mine. She's trying to get me to start two other stories now and I haven't even posted an update to the one I already started in a couple of months. To bad there's no place I can run off to for a writing retreat with a nice laptop, playpen, and plenty of Little Pawz and Cushies. (No! Bad Muse! That's not story idea #4! mumblemumblegrumble!) Hope things get less hectic for you, I'll try and be patient!

    Can sympathize with erratic writing ability, especially considering my executive function issues

    Escape from the Diaper Dimension

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    Ch. 2

     

     

    When I next come to I’m in a hospital bed and once again a wet diaper. That’s when the doc comes in. “Hi there sweetie, my names Dr. Novek. You’re in the hospital. You’re safe now.” She’s using the tone of voice reserved for calming down small children. “How are you feeling?” I manage to make my vocal cords work even if it comes out sounding like I’d been chain smoking twenty packs of unfiltered camels. “Like I was just eaten and shit out by something from a hell dimension. Water?” My language seems to produce an expression of consternation briefly before her professional smile gets fixed back in place. She goes over and picks up a plastic cup with a straw and holds it to my mouth while I down it greedily. “Thanks.” “Your welcome…. I take it that with that mouth of yours and those cybernetics you’re not a native Little?” “Nope. Ashley Redacted , Director of the Millennium Group, citizen of the multiverse, dilettante adventurer; at your service.” I offer my hand and Dr. Novek shakes it with a bemused expression. “So I take it you’re probably wondering where you are?” “Yep” “You’re in the first national medical college of Albion.”

     

    I breath an audible sigh of relief. At least here I have something resembling civil rights. Although like all amazons the folks in Albion tend to have Randy Newman levels of anti-short person bias. But weird quasi pet, child? Is an upgrade from torture doll. My thoughts are interrupted as I realize that I’m shitting myself. “Well that just happened. I take it you couldn’t completely repair the nerve damage?” “I’m so sorry we’re working on it but the damage the Catalon nanites did was massive and extensive. I’ll explain more while I get you changed.” I don’t bother fighting sense I don’t want to be sitting in my own mess for any length of time and honestly Dr. Novek is one of literally thousands of medical personal to have seen my junk over the course of my three hundred something years so…. That and her concern actually seems genuine. “So as a portal Little in your condition the courts have made you a ward of the state and decided to place you with a foster family.” “I take it I don’t have a choice in this?” “I’m afraid not dear.” “So let’s be clear here no bullshit. I’m being effectively declared noncompus for bullshit arbitrary reasons and reduced to the status of a child at best! It always amazes me how people can’t see shit like this for what it is!!!!”

     

    Dr. Novek looks genuinely upset. “I’m sorry, over the past few days a routine planetary survey contract went full on off the rails. Because of my actions and choices, seven people are dead or experiencing something far worse. I met Latisha’s kids when they came into the office, did you know that? Now they and her wife and husband are probably never going to find out what happened to her. That’s because I wanted to go galivanting about playing at being some adventure vid hero. But that doesn’t excuse me jumping down your throat. Your just trying to do your best in a broken system same as trillions of others in the ‘verse. Honestly I have zero fucks left to give and don’t really care what happens to me at this point…” I don’t even have time to react when Dr. Novek climbs into the bed and pulls me into a hug softly stroking my hair. It feels nice and I’m exhausted so in cat like fashion I tolerate it, or at least that’s what I tell myself.

     

    Part of me just wants to call it quits. Even when with all this power that I somehow managed to get my hands on I either fail to change things or make it worse. Money, abilities, connections, experience, cheat codes to the multiverse; none of it matters in the final accounting. It sure as hell didn’t stop those Catalon motherfuckers from doing whatever they wanted to me and this certainly wasn’t the first time either. I feel a familiar sort of exhaustion. When I made my backups, I installed a secret protocol one that even my closest friends including Gemma didn’t know about. “The Last Enemy” it would send an entropic pulse down the link frying every single one of my copies with the option to channel that energy into a city killer sized burst. I was so tired and the thought of giving Catalon the middle finger on the way out was tempting. I still don’t know what stopped me…..

     

     “Could you put on some music or something? I’m tired of listening to my own head contents.” She cues up some kind of indie/folk station and one of the saddest most haunting things I’ve ever heard comes on. It tells the story of a lost Little named Kimmy wandering through Catalon alone and scared as her mother frantically searches for her. Music has always been one the few safe ways for me to interact with my emotions. Which is why I find myself bawling into Dr. Novek’s shoulder.

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    Second Test run of the week

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    Nice write up.  The North Shore  Suprimes are a great product. With a stent in place and drinking a lot of fluids I can still go 6-8 hours. I always enjoy and feel like I got my money's worth when I can complete fill front to back, Only issue is trash day and the weight of the can. We have curbside pick up. Sometimes I need to use two cans just to limit the weight per can. 

     

    Yeah I wanted to go for a third try but I live in an apartment and didn't want to risk the carpet so.... (shrugs) Soon as I get a job I think I'll order a case.

    Second Test run of the week

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    This is so fucking weird I stand up and suddenly full on busted hydrant. Thankfully the northshore held . But man did it swell I think the front is sticking out like 4-6". Is so swollen and puffy, it's like damn. It could possibly survive a third round but I don't want to chance something like that unless it's an emergency overall successful test. Don't think I'm going to stop the party yet though I think I'll save the last airsupreme for a special occasion and use one from the cvs brand pack.

    Second Test run of the week

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    Okay so first wetting and it was a big one which considering I've been holding and having normal fluid intake sense 11-12ish is not surprising. It was start and stop at first but I was actually able to let go and do it naturally. For whatever reason drinking a glass of water helped me get going. So far it's working exactly as intended I don't even feel that wet just really really warm in the crotch area. Feels nice.

    Second Test run of the week

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    So after testing out the Molicares Tuesday and Wednesday I'm now testing the northshore air supremes I also got in the sample pack.\

     

    First reaction..... Sweet tap dancing Jesus, Odin and Krishna this thing is huge. Like I thought the CVS brand ones I had used before were big but wow. It feels like I'm sitting on a throw pillow.

    second reaction: lol

    After all the trouble I went through getting this thing on I'm not taking it off till it's spent so no bathroom for me :D. I'll keep you all updated on how it goes.

    So I can actually drum on this thing kinda lol

    Why I Wear Diapers After Work

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    Looking at Kelly, Laura smiles “Since you’ve been such a good girl and taken your punishment I think it’s time for a reward.” Pulling Kelly close so that their privates are touching Laura then resuming fingering Kelly’s tight little rosebud. Kelly is completely zoned out moaning and breathing heavily. She can feel her little clit sliding against Laura’s lips. It’s so soft, squishy, warm and wet. It feels amazing. “That’s it Kelly I am so proud of you for taking care of me like that. Now it’s your turn baby. I want you to make a nice sticky cummy all over mommy’s tummy and pussy.” An overstimulated Kelly pops off in less than two minutes with a low groan, her girl cum splashing against Laura’s sex and stomach. Both are spent and quickly rinse off before collapsing onto the bed.

     

     

    The next couple days are spent at nearby spa and hot springs. Facials, hot stone massages, saunas and the springs have Kelly feeling the most relaxed she’s been in years. But like all vacations it has to end. Laura and Kelly are standing on the porch looking out at the mountains. “Ready Kelly?” “Nervous but so ready.” Kelly gives Laura a thumbs up gesture. “Is it going to hurt?” “You may experience some slight nausea and disorientation, but your body is completely healed. You’ll need physio to learn how to use some of the extra features but otherwise your good to go.” “Awesome I can’t wait, but I’m scared it’s not going to be what I thought it was or that something went wrong…” Kelley is shifting from foot to foot. Laura kneels down placing her hands on their shoulders. “I here and I’m going to make sure everything is fine, that’s the life I chose, to always be there for you.” Tears are starting form in Kelly’s eyes. “You have such big feelings Kelly girl, it’s one of the things I love about you….. That and you look so god damn cute when you’re like this…..” Laura boops Kelly’s nose with her finger causing Kelly to break out into a fit of giggles as Laura pulls her in close hugging them to her chest.  Holographic letters begin counting down, then everything goes black.

    Little Munch in Gainesville

    in Florida

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    Short version.  A Munch is just a gathering of kinksters.  We meet, shake hands, make small talk.  At this particular location, there's drinks and arcade games. (All optional)  It's nothing kinky or exhibitionist.  It's just meeting "on neutral ground" and trying to have some fun.  From there, it's a matter of talking about private meetings and playdates and parties etc. etc.

    PM me, either here or on Fet if you'd like.   We can talk more indepth. 

    Fet account is Personalias84

    Cool I'll shoot you a p.m.

    Little Munch in Gainesville

    in Florida

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    April 13th.  Arcade Bar. 6:30-8:30pm.  Do you have Fetlife?

    I created an account years ago I think I still have the password. Is it going to be in a public location? Not sure how comfortable I'd be doing this around straights.

    Why I Wear Diapers After Work

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    “Laura?” “Yes dear?” “I made a complete mess of your lap…” “It’s okay.” “I know but I still feel bad…. Can I help you get cleaned up?” “Of course, you are such a good girl” Laura kisses Kelly on the head before getting up and running a bath. Plopping herself and Kelly down she then grabs a wash cloth and hands it to Kelly. Starting with Laura’s feet they slowly and gently work their way up, clearing away the days sweat and grime, plus their pee. Reaching Laura’s thighs, they begin to knead and massage in addition to washing. Laura has a “this is nice” checked out look on her face. The Kelly begins to tenderly scrub Laura’s vulva. Dropping the wash cloth, she runs a teasing finger up the length of Laura’s slit, causing her to let out a startled gasp. Laura and Kelly’s eye lock before Kelly dives in. Doing with her tongue what she just did with her fingers. “Ohhhhhh shit baby! What are you doing?” Laura frames it as question but it comes out as more of an exclamation. “Trying to make you feel good mommy.” Is Kelly’s innocent reply.

     

    “Well it’s working.” Kelly beings to slowly ramp up tracing her fingers and tongue around Laura’s pubic area before sliding first one, then two, then three fingers end. Massaging the warm pulsing walls of Laura vagina as their tongue does the same to her lips. “Oh God Kelly!” Laura’s breathing has become quite heavy. “Your doing so good baby. You’re such a good girl! You like frenching mommies love box, kissing her snatch?”  “It’s so fucking delicious! You taste so good! But there’s one other I want to try…” Kelly gives Laura a wicked smile before diving lower and planting a kiss directly on Laura’s anus. Then she resumes her enthusiastic oral exploration. Laura moans in delight “You are such a wicked naughty dirty girl Kelly but also the most wonderful and good one. You like the taste of mommy’s butthole?” Laura’s voice is teasing, Kelly’s only response is an enthusiastic “Mmhhhhh!” and to stick a finger in before going for the kill circling Laura’s clit. Laura’s held rolls back and she flops back against the tub riding our a very satisfying climax.

     

     

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