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  1. Chapter 17 Sandy enjoyed the finger painting. It was nice to just stick her fingers into the pots of paint and let them glide over the paper. The feel of the paint on her hands and how it squished between her fingers brought her back to her childhood, but like every time she thought about her childhood she frowned. The loneliness of her childhood was a constant and that followed her well into her teens, her parents were practically nonexistent in her life. Sandy looked down at the little stick figure family that she had made, and was about to take a big glob of red paint to it when Michelle interrupted her. “You made us!” Michelle exclaimed as she leaned on Sandy to get a better look at the picture. Sandy had made a little green hill with some stick people on it and a yellow sun in the top left corner. “What? No… I was just trying to make a nice picture. That’s it.” Sandy sighed as she turned away and wiped the globe of red paint off of her hands with a paper towel, though her hands were stained red. “No, you made us. See, there is Mommy, Daddy, me, and you.” Michelle said as she pointed to the stick figures, two of them were distinctly bigger than the other two, Sandy had even given the two little ones hair that matched Michelle and herself, brown and black respectively. “I did… I did make us.” Sandy stared at the paper and paint. After a few seconds light tears started to well up in her eyes as she realized that she had painted four figures and not three as she had thought. She had painted her family. “Awww, that is such a cute picture.” Luna smiled as she looked over from her geometric rainbow patterned piece. The amazon had used her nails to get the fine outlines before using her fingers to fill it in, “Are you done with it? I can put it on the drying table and then you can start another one if you want.” Luna said before noticing Sandy was starting to tear up, “What’s wrong sweetie?” Sandy just shook her head and rubbed her eyes with her arm, “Nothing, I’m fine. C-could you put it on the drying table, I wanna show my…” Sandy paused for a bit, “My family.” Lunda nodded and smiled. Just as she was about to pick the paper up she noticed something missing from the paper, “Sweetie, you haven’t signed the painting yet silly.” “Signed it?” Sandy looked at the paper, but before she could say anything else Luna had already grabbed her hand. “What color do you want to sign it with sweetie?” Luna cooed as she gently guided Sandy’s pointer finger towards the paint pots. “Um… red!” Sandy blurted out the first color that came to her mind, it was probably red because that was the last color she had put on her finger even though she had not actually used it for what she had intended to. “That's a good color.” Luna gently dipped Sandy’s hand into the pot before bringing it over to the bottom left corner of the paper, “Do you know how to spell your name?” Sandy nodded, “Yeah, of course.” Sandy took offense to the question. She could still spell her name, stuff like that she couldn’t have forgotten, “It’s S then A then N then D then Y!” Sandy smirked a bit at Luna. Luna chuckled a bit, “Very good sweetie, but can you write that?” Luna smiled. She had seen littles with expressions like Sandy’s, so confident in their abilities only to be surprised when they found out that their writing skills had degraded from minimal use. “Um…” Sandy looked down at the paper. She could picture the letters in her mind but they were fuzzy and she couldn’t picture the exact way to make them. She couldn't believe that her writing skills had degraded so much, “Help please.” Luna smiled and gently placed her fingers around Sandy’s paint covered pointer finger, “Now, let's start with the S. It's like a snake, S for snake.” Luna slowly moved Sandy’s finger along the paper so that it made an S. “S for snake.” Sandy mumbled as she let the amazon move her finger. She should know this, she really should. “Good girl!” Luna praised the little, “Now we are going to move to the A. It looks like a roof. So, A for a roof.” Luna said as guided the finger so that it made an A on the paper. Ms.Hearth looked over at Luna and raised an eyebrow at the example she had used. It was unique to say the least. She would have to talk to Luna about that later. “Next is N. It looks like someone sitting down and getting ready for nap time. So, N is for nap.” Luna smiled, she was proud of herself for thinking about these on the fly. Typically stuff like this was the domain of Cecil or Ms.Hearth, but even then teaching littles anything beyond the very basics was a bit frowned upon by some. Luna gently moved Sandy’s finger to form the N. Sandy watched as Luna guided her hand across the paper. She was remembering the little lesson that Luna was giving her, “Snake, a roof, Nap.” Sandy thought to herself. “Now, D looks like a diaper, D for diaper.” Luna chuckled a bit as she moved Sandy’s finger. That was an easy one for even a little to comprehend. The next one would be a bit more difficult, “Now for the Y…. lets see.” Luna paused for a second, “It looks like someone taking a very big yawn, so Y is for yawn.” Luna nodded a bit to assure herself as she moved Sandy’s hand across the paper to form the Y. “That's it, right?” Sandy looked up at Luna. She was running the pattern through her mind a few times, “Snake, a roof, nap, diaper, yawn.” Sandy thought. “Yep, that’s it. I'm very proud of you for writing your name and I bet your mommy and daddy will be as well. Now, I am going to take this to the drying table, okay?” Luna smiled and pet Sandy on the head before picking up the paper and carrying it over to the table. Ms.Hearth met her at the table. “A roof, really?” Ms.Hearth crossed her arm and shook her head, more in amusement than being actually upset at Luna. “I had to think on my feet, it is not my fault that a capital A looks like a roof.” Luna rolled her eyes before glancing over to the office doors, “Have you heard anything from Cecil, she has been in there for a bit.” Ms.Hearth dismissed Luna’s concerns, “Cecil knows what she is doing. She should be just letting Lilly to relax and then she will coax her out of the sweatshirt.” Ms.Hearth smiled at Luna, “But, if it will make you feel better I will go check up on them, okay?” Luna smiled a bit, “Thank you. I’m sorry about worrying over Lilly when we have so many other littles to look after. I just can’t help but want to give her that extra bit of attention because well.” Luna sighed a bit before being cut off by her boss. “She is different.” Ms.Hearth nodded a bit, “I get it, I do.” Ms.Hearth gave Luna a few pats on the head, “I trust Cecil and I know for a fact that you do too. How long have you known each other?” “Nearly five years now.” Luna nodded a bit in response to Ms.Hearth. She did trust Cecil, she was one of her best friends in the world, “You’re right, I was being foolish.” Ms.Hearth shook her head, “No you were not. You were being caring and that is what we expect of you here.” Ms.Hearth smiled a bit, “Now, I am going to go check on Cecil and Lilly. Can I trust you to hold down the fort?” “Yes Ma’am!” Luna smiled at her boss. “Atta girl.” Ms.Hearth smiled and ruffled Luna’s hair before entering her office and shutting the door behind her. Luna nodded a few times and smiled to herself before getting back to checking on the littles. __________ After Luna had taken her piece of paper to the drying table, Sandy was given another piece of paper, but she didn’t really feel like painting anymore. She was too busy thinking about what would happen during the trip to Earth. After Luna had helped her with her spelling she started to try and go through her mind to figure out what other skills she had lost or were degrading since she had entered the care of her amazons. She had only been in Amazonia for a few weeks at the most, right? Sandy ran through her memories from when she first arrived in the dimension to where she was now. Sandy remembered her pre dimension orientation, the bus ride into the dimension, and there was this guy that she talked to. She couldn’t remember his name, he had kinda blonde frizzy hair, maybe. Sandy shook her head a bit, she met him in passing so it wasn’t a big deal if she didn’t totally remember him. “Whatcha doing?” Charlie asked, disrupting Sandy’s concentration. “I’m trying to think. I’m trying to see if I can remember everything that has happened since I left Earth.” Sandy sighed a bit, she could remember the big things that had happened: her finding Michelle, her shooting that amazon at the festival, and then her waking up in her new home. After that her memories get fuzzy, she could remember bits and pieces but not much beyond that. “You sure? Cause it looks like you are trying to pee.” Charlie shrugged a bit before her vision was drawn to the office door opening and two amazons emerging. The tomboy could just make out a little resting in the arms of one of the amazons, “Lilly!” Charlie smiled and ran towards the two amazons. Sandy was amazed, she had never seen a diapered little move that fast. She knew that Charlie was diapered, she had seen the outline in the girl’s overalls when she bent over. “How is she that fast?” Sandy stared in amazement as Charlie made her way to the amazons’ side. “Thin diapers.” Michelle answered as she cleaned her hands with a paper towel, “Her amazons keep her in relatively thin diapers, at least compared to us.” Michelle smiled a bit as she saw Lilly, “Thinner diapers means more frequent diaper changes, which is supposed to help deepen the bond between amazon and little, plus she likes running around which helps her burn off energy.” Michelle shrugged a bit, “She likes them so I guess they work.” “Makes sense I guess.” Sandy nodded, she didn’t think Charlie’s diapers were any different from her and Michelle’s, but then again whenever Charlie needed a change it's not like Sandy was paying attention, quite the opposite. Sandy smiled a bit as she watched Charlie jump around and try and talk with Lilly who was resting in Cecil’s arms, sans sweatshirt. It seems that whatever had gone on inside the office had convinced Lilly to not be a crying mess at the prospect of not wearing her sweatshirt, “Lilly looks better.” “Look who wanted to join you girls.” Cecil smiled as she walked towards Michelle and Sandy’s table, “It took a bit of talking but Lilly feels much better now, isn’t that right sweetie?” Lilly nodded a bit and rubbed her eyes a bit. It did seem like the little had been crying a bit. Lilly’s eyes were slightly red and puffy but not terribly so. To an amazon, littles were an overly emotional bunch so crying was to be expected. “Are you feeling better now?” Charlie asked, any nervous energy left in the girl was finding its way out of the little in the form of little hops Charlie was using to try and get a better look at Lilly. “Yeah, I’m better now. Thank you.” Lilly smiled softly as Cecil set her down next to the table. Lilly was now wearing a soft gray t-shirt that came down to just about her sweat pants, allowing for Sandy to see the very top of the girl’s diaper. “Alright girls, do you think that you can help Lilly get started with her painting?” Cecil asked the assembled littles as she helped Lilly into one of the plastic chairs. “Yeah!” Charlie replied, happy to have her friend back. Within seconds Charlie had moved most of the painting supplies to where Lilly had sat down, “Feeling better Lilly?” “Yeah, Cecil calmed me down and then we talked for a bit.” Lilly smiled softly as she started to stick her fingers in a pot of green paint. “What kinda stuff?” Charlie asked as she hovered around Lilly’s shoulders. “Stuff stuff.” Lilly just shrugged a bit, it seemed like the little didn’t really want to talk about it. Seeing this, Sandy decided to intervene. “Hey, Charlie. Why don’t you help Ash with her finger painting? It looks like she could learn a thing or two from you.” Sandy said as she glanced over at the new little, a look of mild annoyance spread across Ash’s face. “What? I don’t need any help!” Ash piped up as Charlie quickly switched from hovering around Lilly to hovering around Ash. “Sure ya do! Look you can put some purple right there and then some blue right there!” Charlie smiled as she started to point and gesture to various spots on Ash’s paper. “Thanks for the diversion. Charlie means well but, she can get a bit… into it.” Michelle whispered to Sandy as they watched Lilly slowly start to move her finger across the paper. “No problem Michelle.” Sandy smiled and gave Michelle a quick peck on the cheek eliciting some giggles from the girl, “I’m always good at distractions.” Michelle smirked and gently shook her head, “Just try not to tick off the amazons.” “I’ll do my best.” She gently booped Michelle’s nose leaving a speck of red paint on the girl’s nose. “Hey!” Michelle giggled and dipped her finger into the green paint before booping Sandy’s nose leaving a similar dot. Sandy smirked and poked Michelle’s face a few more times leaving a few more dots on paint, “There, now you are a masterpiece.” Sandy giggled and stuck her tongue out. “I’ll show you a masterpiece.” Michelle raised her voice and got some of the green paint on her hand before lunging for Sandy. ------------------------ Ms.Hearth looked down at the two paint splattered littles before her desk. The amazon massaged her temples with her hands as she watched Luna try and clean the girls with wet wipes, a pile of multicolored stained wipes already accumulating on the ground. The older amazon inhaled deeply, “Luna, please explain what happened.” “So sorry ma’am!” Luna apologized as she kept trying to clean the girls’ skin of paint. She had given up trying to clean the now paint stained clothes which now laid in a pile by the desk leaving the littles in only their now paint stained diapers, “I turned my back to move some paintings to the drying table and when I turn around they are splashing paint on each other, “So sorry, ma’am. I mess up! Please don’t fire me!” Luna started to tear up as she frantically tried to clean the girl’s up. Ms. Hearth held up a hand, “Luna, stop. Take a deep breath, hold it, count to ten, and then exhale.” The older woman ordered, “I’m not going to fire you.” Luna nodded and did as she was instructed. She repeated the process a few times before wiping her eyes, “I’m sorry. It was a mistake and it won't happen again.” Ms. Hearth nodded, “I know dear. To be honest it is honestly impressive that they managed to get their clothes dirty even though they were wearing smocks. Just goes to show how littles are, you can’t keep your eyes off them for a second when messy substances are involved.” The woman smiled, “Let this be a learning experience dear, you can head back out, I will deal with these two personally.” “Yes ma’am.” Luna nodded as she gathered up the stained wet wipes and exited the office. “Now then.” The amazon couldn’t help but smile at the two littles, “What am I going to do with you two?” END OF CHAPTER
  2. Chapter 5 Miranda exhaled as she cracked the door. Of course she had to check about five times to make sure that she had set the night light on the right setting or that the baby monitor was on and the receiver was in the pocket of her bathrobe. A hundred things were swirling through her head, she knew that she did the things that she was supposed to do, but the thought kept popping up, “What if you didn’t? Are you sure you did that?” “No, no, no. I know that I did that, I know that I did that.” Miranda held her head as she leaned against the wall, “I’m not forgetting anything. I know I’m not forgetting anything.” Miranda slowly started to slide down the wall until she reached the floor, “Come on Miranda, you got this, you got this.” The amazon started to take some deep breaths, “The Bureau clearly thinks that you are capable of taking care of a little. If you don’t believe that you can, then believe in the people that believe in you.” Miranda stared at the wall in front of her, her mind was just blank, tired from the excitement and stress of the day. Miranda was content to just sit there and look at the wall for hours until a single intrusive thought poked its way into her mind, “Wine.” The thought brought Miranda back to reality and the amazon slowly started to stand up, “Yeah, a small glass of wine before bed. A nice little treat for mama, today was very busy.” Miranda muttered as she slowly made her way to the kitchen, “Should still have a few glasses left in the box in the fridge.” Miranda murmured as she grabbed a plastic wine glass from the cabinet. The amazon sighed as she opened the bridge and crouched down so she could put the glass under the wine box’s tap. With a quick twist the light pink wine started to pour into the glass. Miranda shut the tap after a few seconds, “There we go.” Miranda sat at a bar stool next to her kitchen island and set the glass down in front of her, “Okay Miranda, here is what we have to do tomorrow, check my passport to make sure that it is still valid, need to see if Kiki needs a passport, if she does get her photo taken at the pharmacy, then stop by the supermarket and get food and snacks. Maybe I should let Kiki pick some stuff out.” Miranda took a sip of her wine, “Then we need to get the apartment cleaned up since Lindsay is coming over this weekend, well, I need to clean the apartment.” Miranda took another sip of the wine. “Also need to at least try and pump out a few paintings. I got that sketch of Kiki but that painting is gonna stay in the personal collection.” Miranda tapped her fingers against the island’s marble counter. While Miranda never had any major issues with her money, she had plenty of gallery space across Amazonia that needed to be filled and galleries didn’t like empty space. Miranda took one last, long sip of her wine before getting up and putting the glass in the sink and slowly walking to her bedroom. The door was opened and closed within seconds and Miranda started to shed the bathrobe, “Lights on.” Miranda yawned. The lights clicked on within seconds of Miranda saying the command revealing a cluttered master bedroom. There were clothes piled up next to a hamper of clean laundry that was several days overdue for folding. Miranda always said she would get to it, but she never did, folding laundry was tedious and she was the wrong amazon for that kind of work. Miranda sleepily walked over to the hamper full of clean clothes and dug around for a few seconds before pulling out a clean pair of rainbow colored boy shorts and an oversized red shirt, “Perfection.” Miranda smiled as slipped the clothes on before grabbing her phone and the baby monitor receiver from the bathrobe and setting them on her night stand by her alarm clock and a lamp. “Time to brush and then off to bed. Big day tomorrow.” Miranda stretched as she went into her bathroom to brush her teeth, “Just a light bit and some water.” Miranda mumbled as she started to brush her teeth. Within a minute Miranda spit out the foamy mix and rinsed off her toothbrush before wiping her wave with a bit of toilet paper, “Bed time, thank spirits.” Miranda smiled as she climbed under the covers of her unmade bed, “Lights off.” The lights shut off with a singular click that plunged the room into darkness. __________ Darkness, that was how Kiki’s dream always started, but tonight it was different and not for the better. The dream always started with black and slowly an orange dot would grow to a bonfire. That would be when the figures would appear. This time Kiki was standing in front of an already roaring bonfire in the middle of an open field. The girl started to look around. She was alone. “If those fuckers ever try and nab me, put a bullet in my skull.” A voice suddenly spoke to her left, it was her best friend Casey, “If they think they can make me the pet of some giant, then they got another thing coming. Fucking freaks.” Casey was standing next to Kiki and wearing her soccer uniform and staring into the fire. Kiki remembered this conversation a bit, she was helping Casey with some math concepts after school one day when a Bureau ad came on the radio. “One day we are going to get all of those people back. They can’t keep taking us like this. Next election, we need to push out all of the collaborators.” Casey looked at Kiki, her eyes were pitch black. Before Kiki could even react, Casey vanished into thin air. “Eyes forward Rebecca.” A second voice said on her right. Kiki turned to look at it, it was her history teacher, Mr. Hargreave, like Casey he was staring into the fire, “Now, as I was saying, I want your project to be on the American Revolution. Should be a good topic for you, fairly straight forward. If you can’t find anything in the library, I will give you some good online sources. Now, off to your next class.” Again, like Casey, Mr. Hargreave turned to look at Kiki, his eyes were pitch black and he disappeared a few seconds later. “Rebecca what are these?” A third voice began to speak behind her. Rebecca didn’t need to turn to see who it was. She knew that voice anywhere, it was her mother and the tone of the voice instantly brought back the memory of the day that her mother found the diapers she thought she had hidden in her room. Just hearing her mother’s voice brought a wave of shame over the girl, “Just wait until your father comes home!” Kiki just kept looking into the fire in front of her, she tried to move but her legs wouldn’t move. That was when she saw a figure on the other side of the fire. It was her father. His eyes were as pitch black as the others, only he didn’t disappear like the others, he just looked at her. Kiki felt shame and fear as he looked at her. “There is only one punishment that fits these crimes.” Her father said coldly as his arms began to stretch through the fire to grab her. As the arms passed through the fire they became black and charred. When the charred hands grabbed a hold of her, Kiki screamed at the top of her lungs, both in the dream and in real life. __________ Miranda didn’t really dream too much, at least not that she remembered. She knew a few artists that would take pills to make them have really vivid and easy to remember dreams but that wasn’t Miranda’s style. She preferred scene painting, landscapes and still life, that sort of style. Surrealism just wasn’t something that interested her. When Miranda actually remembered her dreams they were pretty mundane, like going grocery shopping or talking with her friends. Tonight she was dreaming that she was relaxing on a nice beach. At least it was relaxing until a little started to scream. The noise echoed through the dream until Miranda’s eyes shot open. It took her a few seconds to register what exactly was going on. “What the hell?” Miranda groaned as she tried to figure out what was going on. It took a few seconds until Miranda figured what was going on, “Kiki!” The amazon flopped out of bed and hit the ground running. Within minutes she had stormed through her bedroom door, down the hall, and into the nursery. The amazon slammed her hand against the nursery wall desperately searching for the light switch. The crying of Kiki echoing through the nursery. Finally Miranda managed to get the lights on and rushed over to the crib. Kiki was a mess, her face was starting to get red and puffy from her crying which bordered on wailing. She had managed to sit herself up and was sitting cross legged on the mattress, her stuffed toy was back by her pillow, “I wanna go home!” The little cried as she hugged her pillow, which was now stained with tears, “I need to go home!” Miranda carefully reached into the crib and lifted the girl up, “Shhhhhh, shhhhhhh. It’s okay Kiki Mommy is here. Mommy is here for you.” Miranda cradled the girl in her arms and tried to gently rock her. She had seen amazons do this to crying littles before so she did her best to replicate it. “No! No!” Kiki struggled a bit in the woman’s arms, “M-my name isn’t Kiki, it's Rebecca! I want to go home! I need to go home!” The little kept struggling in the amazon’s arms, though she couldn’t break the amazon’s hold on her. Miranda just kept trying to rock the girl no matter how hard she tried to escape. The words coming out of the girl hurt her, but she had to remind herself that the girl probably just had a nightmare and that she needed her love, “It's okay sweetums. It was just a bad dream. I’m here for you. Nothing is going to hurt you here I promise. No one will ever hurt you again. I will make sure of that.” Miranda used a few fingers to gently rub the girl’s back, “I love you very much dear, cry as much as you need, mommy will still love you no matter what.” “N-no! I need to get home! Father will be upset with me! I’m a bad daughter and need to be punished!” Kiki’s struggle slowly started to lessen as the little lost the energy to fight, “I want to go home.” Miranda just sat down in the nursery’s rocking chair and let the girl cry and tire herself out. After about ten minutes Kiki fell silent and Miranda could see that the girl had fallen back asleep, clearly worn out from her struggling and crying. Miranda herself was feeling equally worn out after that, so the amazon just decided to rest her eyes for a bit. She would maybe bring this up to Kiki in the morning. Stuff like this was good to talk out and get any hidden feelings out into the open, of course this was a big change for both of them and spending a full day together would help them get a better feel for each other. Miranda smiled as she leaned her head back and fell asleep in the rocking chair. \ __________ Miranda groaned as she heard her alarm blaring faintly. It was like it was sounding from several rooms away, of course when Miranda opened her eyes she figured out why her alarm sounded so distant, she had fallen asleep in Kiki’s nursery, “What?” Miranda yawned loudly as she slowly opened her eyes. Such a loud yawn from Miranda naturally woke up Kiki who up until this point had still been sleeping in Miranda’s arms, the little was a bit alarmed to be woken up so suddenly and went a bit wide eyed when she was woken up, “W-where am I?” “Well good morning to you too.” Miranda smiled a bit as she looked down to Kiki. The amazon slowly adjusted her grip on the little before setting Kiki down on the ground, “Sorry sweetie, but mommy needs to stretch.” Miranda yawned against as she started to stretch, “Spirits damn, falling asleep in this chair did not do favors for my back.” She groaned a bit as she slowly stood up and stretched a bit more, “Did we fall asleep with the lights on?” Miranda chuckled a bit as she picked Kiki up, “Huh, did we fall asleep with the lights on?” “W-where am I?” Kiki repeated as she looked around trying to get a bearing on her surroundings, the past 24 hours for the girl were a massive blur and while she did have bits of pieces of her memory, they didn’t offer a coherent picture. She remembered the riot at the college and she remembered running and she remembered waking up on a massive couch but she didn’t remember how she got there, “W-who are you. She whimpered a bit as she was picked up by the amazon. “Huh? You don’t remember mommy?” Miranda frowned a bit as she looked at the little in her arms, “Guess yesterday was just a bit too excited from yesterday. You had so much fun, it was too much for your little mind to remember.” She smiled as she started to carry the girl to the kitchen where her high chair waited. Miranda made a quick detour into her room to grab her phone and silence her alarm, “So, I guess I should kinda bring you up to speed?” Miranda said as she set Kiki into the high chair, “Maybe The Bureau gave you something…” Miranda mumbled to herself as she grabbed a manila folder off of the kitchen island Kiki nodded a bit, she noticed the couch she woke up on, the easel and canvas was still set up like she remembered it, so she knew she wasn’t going crazy. Everything was so big there was only one place she could be, Amazonia. The thought made her heart race and a quick squirm confirmed to the girl that she was wearing a diaper, this just sent her heart and brain into overdrive, “I-I’m in Amazonia.” Miranda was quickly scanning the documents in the folder before looking up to respond to Kiki, “That’s right Kiki! Such a smart little girl.” She smiled before going back to reading. Eventually Miranda found what she was looking for among the post adoption guide, “Littles adopted out from Bureau offices in Galicia are dosed with a mild regressive agent to better help with amazon-little bonding. Warning: Do not give these littles a second regressive agent as this can cause an issue with the formation and retention of memories after the second regressive agent is ingested.” Miranda mumbled as she read through the document, “Oh boy…” Miranda sighed, “Mommy fucked up.” “W-what?” Kiki looked at Miranda and started to panic, “What happened?” The little squirmed a bit more as she felt a slight pressure building, she could hold it for now but she wanted to try and find a toilet soon. “Oh nothing sweetie, mommy just scheduled an appointment when she shouldn’t have is all.” Miranda smiled nervously, “I’ll call them later today to correct the mistake, not an issue that you need to worry about at all. I promise.” She said as she closed the folder and set it down on the island, “So, I suppose we should formally introduce ourselves to each other then.” Miranda said as she grabbed an apple looking fruit from a basket and started to take a few slices from it, the pieces came off easily, “So, my name is Miranda but you can just call me mommy. I’m a painter full time. I’m about 27 years old.” Miranda sighed and set the fruit down, “Spirits, this sounds like I’m speed dating.” Miranda looked over at Kiki, “Sorry, this is not how I pictured this going at all.” Kiki looked at the fruit in Miranda’s hands and she could feel her stomach growl, “T-thats okay.” Kiki tried to smile a bit, but it just came out looking forced, “My name is… my name is…” Kiki started but that paused, she knew her birth name was Rebecca. Her father was quite proud that he had named her Rebecca, but thinking about her father just brought pain. She had heard the woman call her Kiki before so that must've been what Miranda wanted her to be called, “My name is Kiki.” Miranda instantly had the biggest smile on her face, “That’s right! Your name is Kiki. I’m sorry about your old name sweetie. I know that littles can have a hard time adjusting to a new name, but I thought it was for the best.” Kiki nodded a bit, “Um… I don’t really know what I like. I think I was mainly focused on my school work, I didn’t really have any extracurricular activites. The only thing outside of school that I did was church.” Kiki squirmed a bit as her stomach growled, “I don’t suppose that there is a baptist church here.” Miranda shook her head, “Sorry sweetie.” Miranda said as she heard Kiki’s stomach growl and set a slice of the fruit on the highchair’s tray table, “Doesn’t sound like any of the religions that have followings in this country.” Miranda shrugged as she took another slice from the fruit, “I mean, I could take you to the next meeting on my Espiritismo sect. Littles should still be welcome, they were last time I went to a meeting, five months ago.” Miranda popped the slice into her mouth. “I-I would appreciate that.” Kiki felt like she could be open with Miranda, she made her feel comfortable. The woman radiated an aura of calmness, Kiki finally felt actually happy and like she was able to be herself, that being said, she was still a bit scared of this new world and just wanted to stay close with the woman, “Thank you.” Kiki smiled as Miranda set a slice of the fruit on the tray. The little was hesitant to take a bite out of it, but she was hungry. The girl slowly put the fruit in her mouth and took a bite. It was not very sweet, it was more sour than anything, almost overwhelmingly so, but Kiki was so hungry she was willing to eat it. Miranda smiled and took a few photos of Kiki eating the fruit. Tons of amazons had posted pictures and videos of their littles eating agrio fruit for the first time. It was always funny seeing those little faces pucker up, “How is it Kiki?” “Good.” Kiki put on a smile as she looked up at Miranda. The little didn’t want to disappoint the amazon. She felt like she owed Miranda everything, her parents were never the warmest people and Kiki felt like Miranda was everything that her parents never were. Miranda chuckled a bit, “Well, I am glad that you liked it, but a bit of agrio fruit is no breakfast. How about this, we get some breakfast on the way to the grocery store. Some Earth based coffee shop just opened a shop, star something, on the way to the store. We can get some breakfast there, how does that sound?” “Sounds good.” Kiki nodded. Some actual food did sound good to her, “What are we going to get at the grocery store?” Kiki was a bit curious about what they were gonna get, she wanted to try and learn what she could, as long as Miranda was okay with it. “Well, we need some snacks and meals for you.” Miranda smiled as she picked Kiki up out of the high chair, “We can’t be feeding you amazon food everyday. You need food especially for littles.” Miranda smiled and poked Kiki’s belly, eliciting giggles from the girl. Miranda just smiled at the girl, “I love you Kiki. “I love you too mommy.” END OF CHAPTER
  3. I wouldn't call Luna childish per say. Think more hippy art student. As for Hearth, well. Let's just say it's not good to get on her bad side.
  4. Chapter 16 Sandy was content to stay by Michelle’s side for the rest of outdoor playtime. Wherever Michelle went, she went. Michelle wanted to play in the sandbox? Sandy was there, despite the sand getting into her diaper, that part she did not enjoy, luckily Charlie showed her a way to get it out without the amazons seeing her touching her diaper. Unfortunately outdoor playtime couldn’t last forever as some dark clouds started to roll in. “Knew it was too good to last.” Cecil sighed as she looked at the dark clouds, “Least they got some energy out. Think we can just run a bit of indoor indoor playtime till the next block?” Luna nodded, “Sounds good, that gives me plenty of time to get the finger painting sets all organized and make sure that we have enough smocks.” Luna smiled as she thought about all the pictures that the littles would make, she might even join in on the fun herself. “You scheduled finger painting today?” Cecil groaned as she looked over at Luna. Luna was in charge of organizing the more creative activities in the daycare, and Ms.Hearth gave her near total authority over the creative offerings, “I still haven't gotten all of the paint out of my jeans from the last time we did that.” “Told you to wear a smock.” Luna rolled her eyes as Ms.Hearth started to gather the littles up. “Sorry sweethearts, but it is time for everyone to come back inside. We don’t want you getting rained on now do we?” Ms.Hearth cooed as she motioned for Luna and Cecil to help get the stragglers into the building. Ms. Hearth smiled as she watched Michelle’s group make their way towards the door. She was happy that both Sandy and Ashley were following their new friends’ example of being good little girls, she just hoped that they kept that up through the day. As the last few stragglers started to make their way into the daycare, Ms.Hearth noticed that the board of diapers was still camped out under the jungle gym, “Been a while since I caught them slipping up.” She smirked as she started to walk towards the jungle gym. “I’m telling you guys, you would not want to be with Julietta, bitch is spastic. One second she is rambling on about various ideas and the next she tries to freaking build it and then test it on me.” Thomas was venting about his amazon, “She has lost four boyfriends since she abducted me, all because of shit like that. But no, she thinks that it is because she too boring, she is going to dye her hair purple tonight, so guess who gets stuck in a fucking bouncer for three hours tonight, this little!” Thomas grumbled as he leaned back into some climbing netting as he adjusted his overalls a bit. “That sucks.” Mi chimed in as she brushed a bit of hair from her eyes, “For being a doctor, our amazon is still as big of an idiot as always. She only just now started to talk about getting us clothes with our names embroidered on them. She still can’t tell us apart” Mi sighed as she looked at Li “Would have been nice if she considered that first instead of the tattoos.” Li said as she leaned on her sister, “Dunno what they used, but it still burns every now and then. We are probably allergic to it.” Thomas nodded, “For a doctor, she sure is stupid. What about you Kim, anything new to vent about?” At this point Ms.Hearth was just waiting and listening to the group of littles bitch about their amazons. She made sure to make mental notes of everything they said, the amount they cursed and complained would be relayed to their amazons when they arrived to pick them up. Normally the board of diapers never let one of the daycare workers hear their venting, but today they were getting into it, a bit too into it. “Um…” Kim blushed a bit and slightly lifted herself up, a tell that she was wetting herself. The other littles ignored it, it was just a part of life for them now. Kim soon lowered herself back down, her diaper squishing, “Um, daddy went off on a trip last week so mommy got wine drunk and kinda went overboard on well... everything. Lots of baby talk, tons of cuddles, got a little second hand drunk from the nursing, it… it was actually pretty nice.” Kim adjusted herself a bit, “No enemas, barely any gag paci time.” Kim started to look around as she noticed that the sound of playing littles had gone away and froze when she saw Ms.Hearth looking at them. “Well, well, well. Normally it is Michelle and her merry band that openly give me trouble.” Ms.Hearth shook her head as she leaned on the jungle gym a bit, “Your mommies and daddies will be very disappointed to hear you using naughty words about them. Let's go.” Ms.Hearth used her head to gesture towards the door, “It has been a bit since I caught any of you slipping up and it would be a shame for you to go to the punishment room for disobeying me when I told you to get back inside.” Thomas just growled at the amazon as he stood up, his diaper causing his legs to be heavily splayed, “ Let’s go, it isn’t worth it.” Thomas said as he started to waddle towards the daycare door with the rest of the littles in tow. Ms.Hearth smiled as she watched the littles waddling towards the door. The board of diapers were generally pretty good at not drawing the ire of the daycare employees, but when they were caught slipping up, Ms.Hearth took a bit of joy in punishing the self righteous littles. As the littles entered the daycare proper one by one Ms.Hearth shut the door once the last one was in, however, she wasn’t done. The amazon grabbed Kim under her armpits and picked her up, “Your little friends have been a bit naughty, I bet your mommy wouldn’t like finding out that you were hanging around with a bunch naughty boys and girls, would she?” Kim squealed in surprise as she was picked up. She squirmed around in Ms.Hearth’s arms as she was carried away from the rest of the board of diapers, “P-put me down, please.” Kim whimpered as she clung to Ms.Hearth’s shirt. Kim was always the most polite of the board of diapers. She was more a part of the group due to who her mommy was. “Kimberly, you didn’t answer my question.” Ms.Hearth smiled and bounced the girl a bit, “Your mommy wouldn’t like to hear that you were with naughty boys and girls, would she? She would probably think they are a bad influence on you, hmmm?” Ms.Hearth knew exactly what buttons to push with each little under her care, generally all she had to do was mention their amazon and they would be putty in their hand either out of fear of their amazon or fear of disappointing their amazon. Littles who didn’t choose to enter the care of an amazon tended to transition from the former to the latter, whereas littles who voluntarily entered amazon care generally started as the latter and stayed there. Kimberly’s main fear was her mommy being disappointed in her, though the punishments that Martha could dish out were equally scary for the little. Ms.Hearth knew that Martha did not like punishing Kim, but when she did, she never held back. “No! Mommy wouldn’t like that!” Kimberly frantically shook her head. The little buried her face in the amazon’s shirt, “I don’t want mommy to think I’m a bad girl! I’m a good girl!” Kim whimpered as she tried to grab the pacifier clipped to her overalls. Ms.Hearth smiled as she handed the girl her pacifier, “Good girl. Don’t worry, I will tell your mommy that you were on your bestest behavior and that you deserve a treat.” She smiled and tickled Kim’s sides eliciting giggles from the girl, “However, I will only do this if you promise to play nice with Michelle and her group for the rest of the day. I need you to be a good influence for Sandy and Ashley, can you do that?” Kim glanced over at Michelle and the other members of her group clustered in a corner with a pile of stuffed toys. Kim squirmed a bit, she was unsure about having to play with Michelle, but the payoff of Ms.Hearth telling her mommy that she deserves a treat far outweighed any fear that Kim had, “I can do that.” Kim mumbled through her pacifier. “Good girl!” Ms.Hearth smiled and carried the little towards Michelle’s group, “Girls, Kimberly is going to be playing with you for the rest of the day because her normal friends were being naughty and we don’t want Kim’s mommy thinking that her friends were a bad influence on her, do we?” Charlie immediately shook her head, “No Ms.Hearth! She will be a good girl with us! Extra good even, we promise! Right Lilly?” Charlie looked over to Lilly, a nervous look in the tomboy’s eyes. “Uh huh, we will be a good influence on her.” Lilly said as she looked up at Kim with a sympathetic smile. “That is very good to hear.” Ms.Hearth set Kim down next to Michelle, “Michelle, I don’t want to hear any fighting coming from you, got it?” “Got it.” Michelle sighed as she half heatedly played with a stuffed rabbit. Her eyes stayed glued to Ms.Hearth as the amazon turned and walked away from her group, “Why are you here?” Michelle set the rabbit down and crossed her arms. “Ms.Hearth caught the other directorate littles venting about their amazons.” Kim explained as her pacifier fell out of her mouth, Kim let it swing a bit before grabbing it and putting it back in her mouth. “Dunno why that means we have to let you play with us today.” Michelle crossed her arms and looked at Charlie and Lilly. “Um, what is going on here?” Ashley interjected, “I am very confused as to what is going on here, and I bet Sandy is as well, right Sandy?” Ashley looked over to Sandy who was wholly engrossed with a stuffed duck, “Never mind.” Charlie sighed, “Kim’s mommy is a Tsarian and can be a bit heavy on the discipline for even the tiniest misbehavior. I mean, she isn’t as bad as most Tsarians, not even close, but she very much believes that littles need the stick just as much as they need the carrot.” Charlie looked over at Kim and Michelle having a stare off, “Basically, if we behave and be good littles then she hopefully won’t be in for too rough of a night.” “Jesus Christ.” Ashley stared at Kim, “W-why are they like this? The amazons.” Kim shook her head, “Mommy isn’t like that. C-can I be honest with you guys?” Kim blushed a bit as she took her pacifier out, “My mommy isn’t as bad as I made her out to be, I only said the things I said about her so I could fit in with the rest of the directorate littles. She is actually really really nice, promise.” Kim looked down, “When I was first dropped off in daycare by mommy, they swarmed me and goaded me into telling them how bad it is to have a Tsarian for an amazon. The truth is that mommy is the best thing I could have asked for.” Kim grabbed her pacifier and rolled it around in her hand, “Of course there are spankings, enemas, paci gags, but that is only when I’m a bad little.” Michelle looked at Kim suspiciously, “So, your entire daycare attitude has been to impress those jerks. That includes your standoff attitude with me?” Kim looked down at the floor in shame, “Yeah, I’m sorry. When I first saw you I really wanted to be friends, but you didn’t really hit it off that well with the rest of the group, they saw you as a brainwashed diaper filler. So that was the position I had to take, which led to our stand offs from time to time. I think today was a wake up call, they got cocky and I don’t want mommy to think they are influencing me. I’m really sorry Michelle, can we be friends now?” Michelle paused and looked at Kim for a bit before launching herself at the little and embracing her, “Yes, yes, yes!” Michelle was actually tearing up, “I’m sorry for all those things I said about you!” “What did you say about me?” Kim asked as she tried to pry Michelle’s hands off of her. “You can’t get Michelle off yourself, you gotta wait for her to let go on her own.” Sandy said as she momentarily stopped playing with her duck. “Nothing! I never said anything bad about you.” Michelle abruptly broke off the hug and handed Kim a stuffed lion toy, “Time to play!” __________ Play time kept going for about another twenty minutes or so. Once playtime was over the amazons gathered up the littles for some finger painting time. “Alright little ones time for arts and crafts!” Luna announced in a sing-song voice as Cecil and Ms.Hearth started to put smocks on the littles so that their clothes wouldn’t get messy, this led to some fussy littles, including: Lilly. “But I don’t wanna.” Lilly whined as she shied into a little blanket fort that she and Charlie had assembled for nap time, “My sweatshirt is comfy!” The little put her hood up and started to suck on the sleeve. Cecil sighed as she sat down with her legs crossed with a little sized paint stained smock in her hand. Cecil had opted to wear a smock herself this time, “Lilly, please sweetie. You need to take off your sweatshirt so that you can put your smock on. We don’t want you getting too hot. I know that your sweatshirt was specially made for you, but if you wear the smock over it then you will get too hot.” Cecil cooed and tried to coax the little out of the fort with a stuffed toy. “No! Don’t wanna take it off!” Lilly whimpered, “I want mommy, I need mommy!” She started to tear up and chew on her sleeve more. Cecil pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed before slowly grabbing Lilly and dragging her out of the fort. The little didn’t put up too much of a struggle, she was too busy trying to not burst into tears, “Shhhhh, its okay sweetie. Cecil’s got you, it's okay.” She rubbed the little’s back as she pulled her into her lap, “Everything going alright at home? You don’t normally give us this kinda trouble.” Cecil made a motion for Luna to start with the finger painting without her. “Everything alright here?” Ms.Hearth asked as she walked over, she was dressed in her own smock, “I can take Lilly into my office.” “No, I think I got a handle on this, I think I’m ready. Mind if I use the office?” Cecil smiled as she tried to calm Lilly down. The amazon may have been studying for a degree in childhood development, but she was also learning about little psychology from Ms.Hearth, she was considering minoring in it. Ms.Hearth nodded, “Go ahead, just get me if you think you need me, and don’t take any of my energy drinks, I know how many I have.” The woman smiled as she gave Cecil a few pats on the back. “Yes ma’am.” Cecil smiled as she stood up and carried Lilly into the office before shutting the door. __________ “Is Lilly okay?” Sandy looked over to Charlie after watching Cecil take her into the office. Sandy had been trying to think about what she wanted to paint when Cecil went over to Lilly. “Yeah, she should be fine.” Charlie sighed as she leaned forward on the colorful plastic table they were sat at, “Her mommy is getting back into dating, so she is going through that whole mental state of thinking that her mommy doesn’t love her as much anymore, so any little thing can send her into a spiral of thoughts.” “She seemed fine before we went outside.” Sandy started to idly trace her fingers over the paper in front of her. Sandy was wearing a smock like all of the other littles, she was actually happy to be wearing one because that meant her diaper was partially covered. “Daycare is Lilly’s primary distraction from any stress she has at home, here she can just relax and play with her friends, but at home she worries every night that her mommy leaves on a date will be the last time she sees her.” Charlie sighed, “It's like a switch, ya know, a daycare life and a home life. Kinda like work life and personal life. Are you getting what I’m saying?” Sandy nodded, “Yeah I think so.” Sandy turned towards Michelle, “Did you know about this?” Michelle was idly chatting with Kim when Sandy asked her. The little shook her head, “No, when did Lilly tell you this? I can’t remember her saying anything about before.” Michelle said as Luna and Ms.Hearth started to pass around little pots of paint. “We had a play-date a few days after Festivus. She seemed freaked out whenever her mommy left the room, so I asked her what was going on.” Charlie sighed and stared at the office door, “That was when she told me. Lilly is strong and if she is smart, she will tell Cecil about her mommy.” “But why would them trying to take her sweatshirt set her off like that and why would she even have that kind of mindset, the single parent dating means they don’t love me anymore thing is mainly found in kids.” Ashley flexed her fingers. The amazons had taken off her mittens so that she didn’t get paint on them. “You don’t get it Ash.” Charlie looked down at her smock, “We become dependent on our amazons for all of our needs, physical and emotional. Those of us who were chosen because of our self destructive tendencies.” Charlies gestured to herself, Michelle, and Sandy, “Become dependent more so, because our amazons literally saved our lives.” “Like Lilly.” Ashley muttered as she looked down at her hand and rubbed a few fingers together.” “Alright little ones, time for finger paints.” Ms.Hearth smiled as she set down some paint pots on the table, “I want you four to leave some paint for Lilly when she comes back, think you can manage that?” Charlie nodded, “Uh huh! Um, will Lilly come out soon? I’m worried about her.” Charlie asked with a twinge of nervousness in her voice. “I think so. Lilly is a creature of habit so it is likely something at home has changed. Cecil should be able to get to the bottom of it.” Ms.Hearth smiled and gave Charlie a few pats on the head, “I am very proud that you are thinking about your friend.” Charlie beamed at the praise, “Um, she told me that her mommy is starting to date again.” Charlie knew that it was better that Lilly tell Ms.Hearth or Cecil herself but she didn’t wanna risk Lilly skirting around the issue and bottling the issue up, a tendency the albino little had on Earth. Ms.Hearth nodded a bit, “That will do it.” She smiled, “Thank you for this information Charlie, I will tell your mommy that you were extra good today, if you don’t get into any mischief between now and pickup.” “Okay!” Charlie beamed before diving right for the paint. Sandy smiled at the tomboy as Kim and Michelle both went for the paint as well, only Ashley seemed hesitant to start painting, “Come on, it’s not that bad.” Sandy smiled and stuck a finger into a pot of red paint and started to run it across the paper leaving blotchy red streaks, it brought her back to her young childhood, she liked it. Ashley shrugged and slowly stuck a finger into a pot of paint. END OF CHAPTER (A/N: Apologies for the delay in chapters, the events of the world paired with some creative block and work deadlines have resulted in delays. I know that delays have been a running theme in this story and I apologize. I will hopefully have this story wrapped up by the end of summer at the latest, that is my promise to you the reader.)
  5. Something I have started to think about, partly because I am binging Attack on Titan right now, is the body temp difference between Littles and Amazons. Due to the differance in body sizes, the internal temp of an amazon is likely much much higher than that of a little. I think that is based off of an actual concept in nature, but I can't think of the exact name. Side note: My uploads will be resuming soon, work has been kicking my ass with deadlines
  6. Chapter 4 “Lindsey, hey, I need some help.” Miranda couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed, having to call her agent to ask her how to change a diaper. “Miranda? What's wrong?” Lindsey was quick to respond. Miranda could make out the concern in her voice. In the background she could hear a squeaker and the giggles of a little. “Nothing is wrong. I just need… I just need you to walk me through something is all.” Miranda tried to reassure Lindsey that all was fine. “Good.” Lindsey sighed in relief, “I am going to go ahead and assume that you need me to walk you through a diaper change, correct?” Lindsey was always one step ahead of Miranda. Where Miranda was scatterbrained and what notes she did take were totally disorganized, Lindsay was precise and perfectly organized. “Yes please.” Miranda blushed a bit. She felt small, like a little caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Lindsey just had a way of making Miranda feel like that. “Okay.” Lindsay paused for a bit, “Did you already feed her, because if you did then it's probably best to just give her a bath now. How were you thinking of bathing her, little tub or just using your own?” “Well, I… I was going to change her and then give her a bath in the regular tub.” Miranda mumbled as she started to actually realize what she had just said. “So, you were going to change her into a fresh diaper and then immediately take it off so you can give her a bath.” Lindsay sighed loudly, “Girl, I swear that if you didn’t have me reminding you to take breaks from your art, you would have forgotten to eat!” “I know, I know.” Miranda started to play with a bit of her hair, “I’m sorry, everything just happened so quickly, I think my mind is still trying to play catch up.” “I know, it’s okay, I promise. Though, I highly recommend that you try and implement some sort of schedule, feeding, changing, all that stuff. That is for her benefit as much as it is for yours. Spirits know your sleep schedule is all over the place.” Lindsay was about to say more when she paused. Miranda could hear her sniffing, “Call me after her bath. I got a lil' stinker to change. Kisses.” “Kisses.” Miranda sighed as the phone line went dead. This was all happening so fast, she was starting to think that she was in over her head. Who was she to think that she could take care of a little, she could barely take care of herself. It was only because of luck that she had gotten as far as she had. She had no formal art education, hell, she barely graduated high school. Miranda was ready to throw in the towel, however, she glanced over at Kiki who was looking back at her wondering what her mommy was doing. Miranda couldn’t help but smile when she saw those big blue eyes looking back at her. She was entrusted with Kiki’s care, someone believed in her, even if she didn’t believe in herself, that was good enough for her. “Hey sweetie.” Miranda smiled as she picked the little up, “So, here is what is going to happen. Since mommy is a bit of a scatter brain she nearly changed you into a fresh diaper before your bath. So, instead of that, how does taking a nice warm bath with mommy sound, hmm?” “Bath sounds good.” Kiki said as she looked up at Miranda from the changing table. The regressive formula was still circulating through her system causing her to act like a proper little and be submissive towards amazons, not she needed the formula to be submissive. “Good girl.” Miranda said as she picked the girl up from the changing table, “Sorry about that, mommy is still a bit excited about having you home with me.” Miranda said as she cradled the girl in her arms. While the excitement about adopting Kiki was first and foremost in Miranda’s mind, she was always a bit of a scatterbrain and her studio showed that with various half finished works. Miranda made sure that Kiki was safe in her arms before she carried the girl to the bathroom. “I’m afraid I’m out of bubble bath right now, so you will have to take a normal bath, sorry sweetie.” Miranda reached down to twist the drain plug into the locked position. “Awww, but bubble bath!” Kiki whined a bit in Miranda’s arms, “I want bubbles!” “I know sweetie, I know.” Miranda said as she sat down on the closed toilet with Kiki in her lap, “Lets get that yucky old diaper off you so you can take your bath, okay?” The amazon’s hands worked their way past the snaps of the little’s white onesie revealing a fairly yellowed diaper, “Such a good girl, using your diaper like a good little.” “I’m a good little?” Kiki looked down at her diaper and poked it a bit, “Squishy!” She smiled before looking back up at Miranda. “That’s right, you are a good littles. Good littles make their diapers squishy.” Miranda cooed as she started to work on the diaper’s tapes, but she was having a bit of difficulty, “Jeez, these tapes are strong, either that or mommy needs to work out more.” Miranda chuckled a but before muttering, “Should probably work out more anyways.” “Can I help mommy?” Kiki said as she watched Miranda struggle with the tapes. If Kiki’s adult mind was still at the forefront of her mind, she would be mortified and excited at the same time, all bundled up in a confused heap. “No, mommy has it.” Miranda grumbled as she gave one of the tapes a yank. The yank managed to take the tape off of the diaper’s landing strip, but also took some of the plastic backing as well as some of the diaper fluff, “Great job Miranda, real A-plus work. Can’t even untape a diaper correctly.” “It okay mommy.” Kiki smiled as she looked up at Miranda, “I’ll make another squishy diaper for you later!” Even with the regression formula affecting her brain, bits of Kiki’s full personality still managed to manifest themselves, especially her tendency to be a people pleaser. Miranda couldn’t help but smile at the little’s gesture, “Awww, thank you sweetie, mommy appreciates that alot.” Miranda inhaled deeply as she tried to calm herself. As the amazon was preparing to try and go for the diaper tape directly below the tear, she found that there was a blue section of the tape that came away from the rest of the tape, a quick release tape, “Oh, you are kidding me.” She sighed as she pulled the tape off much easier than the first one. With one side of the diaper untapped, the soaked diaper easily fell off the girl’s slender frame and onto Miranda’s lap. The Amazon quietly pushed the diaper onto the linoleum floor. Once the diaper was off, Miranda saw Kiki’s burn scars for the first time. They didn’t extend beyond her crotch, but Miranda could see the damage clear as day. The grass blade pattern of scars only lasted a few inches, these were the scars that were furthest down the thigh. The closer towards Kiki’s diaper area that Miranda looked, the worse the scars got. Miranda wasn’t going to tell Kiki this, but the scars reminded her of a horror movie she had seen when she was a kid, it was not pretty. It was a landscape of varying textures, raised and lowered sections, and patches of reds, pinks, and tans. Miranda teared up a bit when she saw the physical extent of what had happened to her little back on Earth. Miranda quickly wiped away the few tears that formed in her eyes. She knew that the damage was bad, but seeing it was different than reading about it. At least Kiki didn’t see her cry. Miranda reached up and turned the hot and cold water knobs above the tub’s water spout, “Alright, the bath is filling up sweetie, we just need to wait a little bit, okay?” Miranda “Okay mommy, you said you were taking bath with me, right?” Kiki smiled up at Miranda’s face. The scars hadn’t physically bothered Kiki for about a year or so, but back on Earth, they wrecked havoc on her self esteem, though they didn’t seem to be an issue for regressed Kiki. Miranda nodded, “Yes sweetie, mommy is taking a bath with you.” Miranda gently sat Kiki down on the fluffy bath mat, “Just stay there while mommy gets undressed, can you do that hmm?” Miranda gave the little a few head pats after she set her down. “Okay mommy.” Kiki smiled as she looked up at Miranda. From Kiki’s point of view, Miranda was her mommy and her mommy was always going to be the prettiest person in the room. The amazon wasted no time in removing the sweats she had been wearing when she got the call about adopting Kiki. Miranda kicked off her sweat pants revealing her seashell print boy-shorts. Within minutes Miranda had her boy-shorts and the rest of her clothes and underwear off. Kiki could see that Miranda had a few tattoos, they were small things, a few flowers on the left hip and some weird glyph-like things on her right shoulder. Miranda started to examine herself in the mirror. “Packin’ on the pounds aren’t we?” Miranda sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror while holding a bit of her stomach, “Eh, lets just call it baby weight.” Miranda chuckled to herself, “Yeah, that way I can tell the girls at the salon that I lost the baby weight real quick.” Miranda smiled to herself before looking at her hair, “Speaking of the salon, I could probably use a touch up before that gallery opening, wait, is my passport still valid? What about Kiki, what do I need to do about her? Need to check on that tomorrow, probably best to call The Bureau.” Miranda sighed as she leaned on her sink, “Tomorrow is just getting busier and busier. Ah well, more reason to get to bed soon.” “Alright sweetie, bath time!” Miranda smiled.The pink haired amazon slowly stepped into the amazon sized tub and crouched so that she could ease herself into a sitting position against the tub’s curved end without splashing, “Here comes the fun part.” Miranda grimaced as her skin came into contact with the cold dry porcelain. Once Miranda got over the feeling she reached over and lifted Kiki up by her armpits, “Ready for bath time?” “Bath time!” The little smiled and playfully kicked her legs making sure not to accidentally kick the tub all. Kiki smiled as her feet started to enter the water but quickly found themselves resting on Miranda’s thighs, she knew that she was safe with her mommy. Kiki let Miranda slowly guide her body so that her head and breasts were resting just above the water, her head nestled safely in between Miranda’s breasts. Once Kiki was safely in the tub, Miranda started to ease more of her body into the warm water, not so much as to have Kiki in any danger of drowning, but enough so that more of her body was submerged, “Oh this is just what Mama needed.” Miranda smiled as she slowly started to undo the braids in Kiki’s hair, while the pigtails were nice, they didn’t line up with how Miranda wanted Kiki’s aesthetic to play out. ---------------- Miranda smiled as she carried the bundle of towels that contained Kiki into the nursery. Miranda herself had her dark green bathrobe on with her hair done up in a towel. The bath was one of the best that Miranda had in a long time. Most of the time her brain was swirling with various concepts for art or worries about personal things, but today, all her mind was devoted to the little that was in her arms. “Now, let’s call Aunty Lindsy and see how mommy is supposed to diaper you.” Miranda said as she laid the towel bundle on the changing table and grabbed her phone out from a pocket in the bathrobe. With a few precise swipes and taps Miranda had called Lindsay and set the phone to speaker so she could use both her hands. Miranda set the phone by Kiki’s feet as it rang. “Miranda, I trust that her bath went well?” Lindsay said as Miranda stretched a bit and got the last few droplets of water off of Kiki using the towels that the little now rested on. “Yep, nice and relaxing. Turned it into a mommy little bath time session, ya know. Skin to skin contact, bonding, and all that stuff that they say on TV. You know what I’m talking about right?” Miranda smiled as she tickled Kiki’s tummy eliciting giggles from the girl. “Yes, I know.” Lindsay sighed, “Just be careful, don’t blur the lines between a little and an actual daughter. I wouldn’t want you to get caught up in… that scene.” Lindsay quickly moved to change the topic, “Got all the supplies out?” “Yeah, just one sec.” Miranda said as she started to take account of everything, “Powder, wipes, and oil. Am I forgetting anything?” Miranda smiled as she took the safety seals off the various containers. “Yes you are, and it is a pretty big part of a diaper change.” Lindsay chuckled a bit, she knew that this would be an interesting transition for Miranda, but she was going to help her friend out in any way she could. “Um…. is it the diaper?” Miranda admitted sheepishly as she reached down and grabbed a diaper out of a basket on one of the changing table’s shelves, all of the stocking was courtesy of Daniel. The diaper was a thick brick of a diaper with pink and purple stars decorating the entirety of the diaper. “Correct! Now what you need to do is unfold the diaper and slide it under her. The tapes go in the back and the landing zone goes in the front. Don’t be afraid to lift her legs to get it done. “Okay, tapes in back, landing zone in front.” Miranda repeated as she lifted Kiki’s legs and slowly positioned the diaper under her, “Alright, that is all done. She is being a very good girl and staying still for mommy.” Miranda smiled and tickled the girl more, causing Kiki to laugh and squirm around. Lindsay could hear the little laughing through the phone and smiled, “Great, now apply the powder and oil then tape the diaper up. We don’t need to worry about wiping since she just had a bath, but for when wiping is needed, you need to be sure to always wipe from front to back. Belly button to butt.” Miranda nodded and started to apply the oil and powder before slowly taping the diaper up. Miranda had to redo the tapes several times to make sure that the diaper was tight enough to stay on but not too tight, “Alright, I think I got it.” Miranda said as she stood Kiki up and examined her work, “It stays on!” Lindsay laughed a bit, “Great work Miranda, I can’t wait to meet her. I think we should set up a little play date. What do you think?” Lindsay smiled, she wanted to see first hand how Miranda was adjusting to caring for a little. “I think that is a great idea, can we shoot for this weekend? That should give me enough time to get everything cleaned up and organized.” “Cleaned up and organized, I will believe that when I see it.” Lindsay chuckled, “Yeah this weekend works fine with me. I gotta go get my little one all set for bed. Talk to you later” Miranda smiled, “Talk to you later Lindsay. Thank you for your help.” Miranda appreciated how much her friend had helped her out. The two of them had been close since they were kids and that bond only continued as they grew up. Miranda smiled and ended the call before she slid her phone back into the bathrobe’s pocket, “Ready for bed sweetie, we have a very busy day ahead of us!” Miranda cooed as she pinked Kiki up and set her on her hip. “But I’m not tired!” Kiki whined and squirmed a bit in Miranda’s grip, however, despite the girl’s insistence to the contrary, she was in fact quite tired. Kiki’s body was a bit worn out from all the excitement of the past few hours. Miranda smiled as she opened the nursery’s wardrobe. Instantly her eyes were drawn to a fluffy pink long sleeved sleeper onesie with sewn in mittens and booties and a zipper on the back. Perfect to keep a little nice and snug while also keeping them out of trouble. Miranda carried Kiki and the sleeper back to the changing table. Within five minutes Kiki was dressed in the sleeper. The little put up no resistance, though Miranda’s own eagerness caused her to fumble with the zipper for several minutes, accidentally zipping the sleeper up too quickly and causing the zipper to lock up, a built in safety measure to prevent littles’ skin from being pinched. Miranda had to find just the right speed. Once the sleeper was zipped up Miranda set the little in her crib and made sure she was tucked in and had her plushie, “Don’t worry sweetie. Mommy will be in the other room, I’ll hear everything through the baby monitor. I love you Kiki, goodnight.” Miranda smiled and kissed the little’s forehead. “Goodnight mommy!” Kiki smiled as she snuggled up with her dog plushie. Kiki smiled as Miranda cracked the door behind her. The lights were off but a night light in the corner projected a gently rotating pattern of stars and moons on the ceiling right above Kiki. The little got nice and comfy before closing her eyes. Unfortunately for Kiki, she had no idea what awaited her once she fell asleep. END OF CHAPTER
  7. CHAPTER 15 MELLOW Mellow slowly leaned back and shut the door. As she turned back to look at her boss, she could see him leaning back in his chair and grabbing a small cardboard box off the bookshelf behind him. Scattered amongst various history books and tactical manuals were framed pictures of Stuart through the stages of his military career “Mellow, tell me. What did you see exactly?” Stuart said as he set the box between him and Mellow. Mellow couldn’t tell what mood her boss was in. She could normally read amazons and littles pretty well, but now, she was too busy trying to slow down her heart. Something about Stuart was unnerving her. “What I saw?” Mellow swallowed, “Well, it was quick but I saw Michelle playing with three other littles. Two I didn’t recognize, but the third, was Sandra.” Mellow tried to picture the memory in her head. She only got a quick glimpse of the little with long black hair’s face, but she could make up enough features to say that it was Sandra. “She had long black hair and her skin looked a bit smoother, but I’d say it was her.” Stuart sighed and nodded a bit, “You’ve seen combat, correct?” Stuart said as he picked up a small display case and looked at it. Mellow couldn’t see what was inside of it, but she had a few at home. It was a display case for a medal. “Sir?” Mellow was a bit confused at the question. It didn’t seem to relate to the current conversation at all. “You participated in combat operations, correct?” Stuart repeated his question, though worded a bit differently. The salt-and-pepper haired amazon set the case face down. “Yes sir.” Mellow swallowed a bit, “I participated in several raids on pirate hideouts as well as a few ship boarding actions.” Mellow tried her best not to think about the times that she was in combat, the past was in the past. That chapter of her life was over, at least she hoped it was. “You know, it’s kinda funny. Michelle has more combat experience than both Laurel and I put together. Combined, Laurel and I have been in a single combat engagement.” Stuart sighed as he flipped over the case revealing a blood red heart with a chunk taken out of it against a black background attached to a white and red striped ribbon, a Scarlet Heart, the medal awarded to those wounded or killed in service to Libertality. “I-I didn’t know that you saw combat sir.” Mellow stared at the medal, she had one too after getting a round to the hand, courtesy of a young pirate. The wound healed, but the experience haunted her dreams for weeks. “I wouldn’t call it combat. I would call it hiding in a hole while my base got shelled by fucking Tsarians.” He growled as he placed the case back in its place next to a picture of Laurel on a tank. “Reeshee Island.” Mellow muttered. The Reeshee Island Incident as it was called, took place on the lightly populated single island nation of Reeshee. Libertality and Tsaria both had military bases on the island and both conducted exercises to try and rile the other one. However, that changed when one morning the Tsarians started to shell the Libertalian base. Ten Libertalian soldiers were killed over the course of the shelling. The guns of Libertality never fired in retaliation as the base received explicit orders not to fire back. “We were told to hunker down and take it.” Stuart sighed as stood up and walked over to a globe and opened it revealing a decanter of brown liquor and a set of glasses, “Took a chunk of shrapnel to my thigh, nearly bled out.” He said as he started to pour himself a glass. “Sir… What does this all have to do with Sandy.” Mellow started to grow increasingly unsure of the direction this conversation was going. “Soon Mellow, soon.” Stuart said as he sat back down and sipped from the glass, “I know from your file that you received a diagnosis of PTSD, but through therapy and medication you were able to live with it.” Stuart set the glass down, “I am in the same boat as you. I only go to therapy as needed, which I haven't since I got Michelle. Suppose she is kinda like a therapy little.” He chuckled, “Now, Sandy and Michelle are in a different boat.” Stuart picked up a small framed picture of Michelle and looked at it, “They tried various ways to overcome their diagnoses. Michelle took her meds and went to therapy, but it was just too much for her when combined with the normal struggles of adult life. She tried to OD on her medication when everything just became too much for her to handle. Luckily she was flagged for adoption a week earlier so she had a tail that was able to step in and rescue her.” Stuart smiled a bit and shut his eyes, “Sandy just ran from her problems. She never attended the therapy sessions past the introductory ones, never took her meds, and got into narcotics. Sure she got her act together in the end, but how long would it have lasted? The only reason she made it into our ranks was because a recruiter was worried about his quota and tricked the system.” Stuart took a sip from his glass, “It boils down to what they wanted versus what they needed.” “They needed a bit more of a forceful approach? They needed littlehood to help work through their problems.” Mellow was starting to see where Stuart was going. Sure she wouldn’t agree on this approach regarding amazons, but for littles like Sandy and Michelle, she could see how it could work. Besides, the two seemed happy in daycare, so it seemed to be working. “Exactly!” Stuart smiled, “You are starting to see where I am coming from. Some littles are perfectly capable of integrating into society, but others like Michelle and Sandy are fated to enter littlehood.” He said as he opened the cardboard box that had been sitting on his desk, “Now then, it is only a matter of time until this information starts to spread. Which is why we are going to inform the department of it at the daily brief, to get ahead of the rumors that will start.” “We are?” Mellow tried to look at what was in the box but Stuart’s hands obscured the contents. “Yes, we are. Lieutenant.” Stuart said as he pulled a grey beret from the box. The beret had a single silver bar embroidered on the front, “You have been with The Bureau since the start of the security department. All staff members, be they amazon or little look to you for guidance. They trust you.” Stuart smiled a bit. In the early days of the security department there were only a handful of agents. During those early days, mandatory overtime was a fact of life for security agents, much to the detriment of their personal lives. After three months of 50 to 70 hour weeks, Mellow headed a group of agents that presented a list of grievances to Stuart and Dimitri. This list of grievances eventually led to better staffing and benefits for the department and ingrained Mellow’s reputation in both little and amazon agents. “Sir, I don’t know about this. I have only been in a leadership role a handful of times in my entire life.” Mellow looked down at the beret. The color matched her pressed uniform and was similar in design to one Stuart often wore, though with different embroidery. “Freesias.” Stuart sighed, “I need you to accept. Our ranks are growing by the month, Dimitri is getting stretched too thin, and some amazon squad leads are starting to grow discontent with having their immediate supervisor being a little. In the past we could get away with a streamlined command structure, but now, not so much.” Stuart offered the beret to Mellow, “What do you say?” Mellow stared at the beret for a few seconds. This would be a major step up for her. The amazon thought for a few moments before standing up, taking the beret from Stuart's hands, placing it firmly on her head, and saluting, “You can count on me sir!” SANDY Sandy didn’t remember when she fell asleep. The last thing she fully remembered was laying in the cradle as Ms.Hearth started to rock it with her foot. Sandy could feel the warmth of the sun on her face, the softness of Ms.Hearths shirt, and the sogginess of her diaper. It was definitely wetter than when she went into the office. Sandy did the only thing she knew that elicited a surefire reaction from Stuart or Laurel when she needed a change, annoying whining. It made the adult part of her mind cringe, but she couldn’t argue with the results. “Change.” Sandy grumbled as she started to stretch out, “Chhhhhaaaaaannnnngggggeeee.” The girl started to produce a slight guttural noise from the back of her throat, this really got on Laurel’s nerves and quickly made the amazon cave. “Sounds like someone is awake.” Ms.Hearth smiled and quickly stuffed a pacifier into the girl’s mouth, “That is not a pleasant noise sweetie.” She cooed as she booped Sandy on the nose, “Now lets see what the damage is.” Ms.Heart gently stood Sandy up in her lap. Sandy was surprised, the noise normally worked on her mommy and daddy, Ms.Hearth must have been a bit more experienced than them. Of course the pacifier silenced the girl, but she didn’t hate it, she liked sucking on her pacifiers, it helped to calm her down. Once she was standing up she could look around and take a survey of her surroundings, part of her recon training still having some use. Ms.Hearth and Cecil were sitting on a wooden bench with rubber covers on the edges. Sandy noticed that she was in what looked like a small fenced in park with a few trees and a playground. The whole thing seemed little proofed, the trees even had downward pointed nets strapped to them eight feet off the ground. The grass extended for a little bit past the twenty foot tall chain link fence but soon turned into tarmac and concrete. What Sandy saw made her go pale. There were various amazons and littles going about their business, all wearing Bureau ID badges. Some of the passing littles would shoot quick sympathetic glances towards the littles on the other side of the fence. Ms.Hearth’s hands were quickly gliding over the buttons of Sandy’s overalls and soon the straps were undone and the overalls fell to Sandy’s feet revealing a rather wet diaper, “Cecil go get Sandy’s diaper bag and one of the changing mats please. She could do with a change.” Ms.Hearth said as she gave the soaked diaper a quick squeeze, “Someone is a little super soaker isn’t she?” Sandy had just noticed Ashley, Lilly, and Charlie sitting under a maple tree and was following their view when she found Michelle swinging with an amazon alternating between pushing her and another little. Sandy smiled a bit as she watched Michelle had fun, but that all went away once she felt her overalls fall to the ground and her diaper groped by Ms.Hearth. The little’s face went beet red and tried to pick her overalls back up but Ms.Hearth held onto her hands. “Ah ah ah, we don’t want you to fall off the bench now do we?” Ms.Hearth cooed as she tickled Sandy’s chin a bit, “Just stay still sweetie, Cecil is just about back with your diaper bag, we are going to get you out of that yucky wet diaper.” Ms. Hearth smiled as Cecil soon came back with the pink diaper bag slung over one shoulder and a small blanket like thing under her other arm. Sandy’s eyes went wide as the words left Ms.Hearth’s mouth. She was going to change Sandy out in the open, in front of everyone! All the littles in the daycare and all the personnel passing by would get a front row seat to watch her diaper change. Faced with this, Sandy did the only thing she could think to do, resist, “No! No! No Change!” Sandy spit the pacifier out of her mouth, started to whine and tried to break Ms.Hearth’s grasp on her hands, of course her raising her voice only attracted the attention of a few littles within the fence and an amused glance from a passing amazon. Ms.Hearth frowned, “Sandy, you should know better than to spit your pacifier out like that.” The amazon rolled her eyes a bit, “Looks like your mommy and daddy have been spoiling you a bit.” Ms.Hearth picked up Sandy and set her on her hip as she stood up. The older amazon quickly took Sandy’s shoes off her feet. “Director Crimson seems to spoil his littles more than Martha ever does with Kim.” Cecil eyed Sandy as she laid out a changing mat on the bench before retrieving a container of wipes and a small bottle of powder, “What diaper should I fluff?” “Go ahead and fluff up a waddler with a booster. I’ll make sure that she gets an extra big bottle at snack time.” Ms.Hearth smiled at Sandy, “Someone needs to learn that she can’t get everything her way.” Ms.Hearth started to bounce Sandy a bit causing the soaked diaper to squish against Sandy’s sensitive bits. The bouncing silenced Sandy’s whining and the sensation of the wet diaper pressing up against her made her bit her lower lip to not utter any more noises that might further increase her embarrassment. “Ms.Hearth, you aren’t playing fair.” Cecil chuckled as she took a fairly thick diaper from Sandy’s diaper bag, folded it lengthwise, gave it a few gentle tugs to break up the stuffing, and placed a thick booster bad in the diaper, “All ready ma’am.” Ms.Hearth nodded as she laid Sandy down on the changing mat, “Years of experience with caring for littles gives you quite a toolbox of techniques on how to quiet them without a pacifier, it's mainly in the positioning.” The amazon said as she sat down by Sandy’s feet, “Sandy, it would be in your best interest to not squirm around, okay? If you behave then you will be able to go play with Michelle, if you don’t then you get a punishment, okay?” Ms.Hearth smiled at Sandy. Sandy just nodded, she didn’t want to know what punishment Ms.Hearth would dish out. The little’s mind drifted back to some of the forms that she saw her daddy fill out when he dropped her off and she wanted none of those to happen to her, especially out in the open like this, “Okay.” Sandy sniffled a bit, “C-can I have a paci please?” “Oh now you want your pacifier.” Ms.Hearth chuckled a bit as Cecil handed her a pacifier from the diaper bag, “Of course sweetie, thank you for saying please like a good girl.” The pacifier quickly found its way into Sandy’s mouth. The little started to suck on the pacifier the instant that it was in her mouth. “Like I was saying before, it seems like Director Crimson really spoils his littles.” Cecil remarked as Ms.Hearth tore the diaper tapes off of the diaper’s landing strip and pulled the front of the diaper back. “Oh yes. Despite the harsh exterior he puts on, he is such a softie when he is off duty, especially with his littles. Now, do you want my opinion on which director strikes that perfect balance of carrot and stick?” Ms.Hearth said as she grabbed a few wipes and started to wipe sandy down. The only reaction from the little was to cover her face with her hands to try and hide from the embarrassment. “Yes please.” Cecil said as she surveyed the playground. Luna was pushing Michelle and another little on the swings, the rest of Michelle’s group was camped out under a tree, and the Board of Diapers were having what essentially amounted to a vent session about their amazons in the jungle gym. Just a normal day in Cecil’s mind. “Martha.” Ms.Hearth smiled as she finished wiping Sandy and placed the wipes in the old diaper before balling it up, “She strikes a great balance between discipline and pampering.” Ms.Hearth grabbed Sandy’s legs and lifted them up before setting the fluffed diaper with booster under her tushie and applying plenty of powder, “It’s that Tsarian daycare experience I say.” Ms.Hearth brought the front of Sandy’s diaper up and taped it so that it was nice and snug. “Tsarian daycare experience?” Cecil said as she took the used diaper and bagged it up with an old grocery bag. The mention of a Tsarian daycare sent shivers down her spine, as well as the spine of any little within ear shot. “Yeah.” Ms.Hearth said as she gave Sandy’s freshly diapered rear a few pats, “She used to run a daycare in Tsaria, a fairly popular one too. Decent sized staff, she took a few of them with her when she founded The Bureau with Director Scapti. I know one works as a nurse in the medical wing.” “How do you know so much? Martha is normally so tight lipped about her time before The Bureau.” Cecil said as she picked up Sandy’s overalls and started to brush a bit of errant powder off them. Sandy was still covering her face and sucking on her pacifier as she processed the sheer levels of embarrassment she was going through. “Two words, wine coolers.” Ms.Hearth laughed a bit, “But, you wanna see an amazon really spoiling her little, look no further than Director Scapti. Thomas is practically royalty to her.” Ms.Hearth sighed a bit, “The poor dear.” Cecil nodded a bit and sighed as well, “Well, Sandy’s overalls are all ready.” She said as she handed them off to Ms.Hearth who simply threw them back into the diaper bag. “She doesn’t need them, it is warm enough for her to just have her shirt and diaper on, besides, she needs to learn it’s okay to let others see her diaper.” Ms.Hearth smiled as Cecil started to put Sandy’s sneakers back on. Once the girl’s sneakers were back on Ms.Hearth set Sandy down on the grass, “Run along Sandy.” Sandy was still a blushing mess when Ms.Hearth set her down on the grass. Sandy waddled as fast as her diaper would let her to the tree where she saw Charlie, Ashley, and Lilly. “Dang, an outdoor change on your first day. You have pretty poor luck.” Charlie said as she pulled a small strip of bark off the maple tree the group was relaxing under, “Word of advice, don’t fight it, and do not whine. Ms.Hearth hates whiners and the noise will only draw attention.” Charlie gave Sandy a sympathetic smile and a few pats on the back. “T-thanks.” Sandy wiped her eyes with her shirt after taking her pacifier out. That change was about as mortifying as her first messy diaper change, both events were seared into her mind due to the levels of sheer embarrassment. Lilly nodded, “Yeah, can’t blame you for your reaction, but next time, just go with the flow. The first time is always the worst, we all go through it.” Lilly looked over at Ashley, “Consider this your warning, don’t fight Ms.Hearth.” Ashley grumbled as she sat against the tree’s trunk and crossed her arms, she had long given up on trying to get her mittens or booties off, “Yeah yeah, don’t piss off the warden, I get it. Its basic prison rules, that's what this place is essentially, right?” Charlie nodded, “We got a bit more freedom than a prison, but yeah basically. Thing is, the guards underestimate us all the same. That’s how we managed to pull that stunt to get your silencer out.” “Yeah, thanks again for that. How can I make that up to you?” Ashley said as she rubbed her jaw a bit, it was still a bit sore from the silencer bulb. “Three packs of cigarettes, double filtered.” Charlie smiled as the expression on Ashley’s face morphed as the little tried to comprehend what she said, “Kidding, kidding. If you really want to repay me, slip me a bit of your cookie during lunch time, that's it.” Ashley nodded a bit, “Yeah, yeah, I can do that no problem.” She said as she noticed Michelle walking back from the swing set. “Hi Sandy!” Michelle smiled as she noticed that Sandy was just in her shirt and diaper, “Outdoor change huh?” Sandy nodded a bit and hugged Michelle, “Yeah.” Sandy didn’t want to let go of Michelle. It was mortifying to be showing her diaper off to all these people she had just met today, but at least she had Michelle with her. The color of Sandy’s face slowly started to return to normal. “Since we no longer match in terms of overalls, it looks like you whined and resisted a bit. Consider yourself lucky, an exposed diaper is the lightest of the punishments that Ms.Hearth dishes out to newbies, especially ones that are still adjusting to littlehood. “Embarrassment goes a long way in making sure that newbies behave during their first few weeks here.” Charlie said as Lilly started to look out beyond the fence. “Heads up, we got a group coming towards us, security.” Lilly said as patted Charlie on the back to quiet her. “That's daddy!” Michelle smiled widely as she saw Stuart leading a group of littles and one amazon. All of them were dressed in the standard security uniform. Sandy quickly broke off the hug with Sandy and waddled towards the chain link. “Ah shit.” Ashley mumbled, “That's my amazon too, the one with the beret.” Ashley gestured towards the blonde amazon with a crew cut wearing a grey beret with a silver bar embroidered on the front. Sandy’s face immediately regained the beet red color that it had before. The little started to go into a minor panic as she started to pick out faces from the littles in the group, the majority of them she didn’t know the names of but she vaguely remembered their faces. They had welcomed her when she first joined security. There was one little that she did recognize, Gavin. The little that had been in her squad during the festival when everything went to hell. Faced with having her diaper on display right in front of her former coworkers, Sandy was left with only one other option, hiding. MELLOW Mellow sighed as she walked next to Stuart towards the daycare. The daily brief had gone about as well as she expected, it was a quick one today with there only being three announcements, the first was Mellows promotion to lieutenant which was met with celebration. The second announcement was regarding the upcoming embassy opening on Earth and who was being assigned to the mission. The announcement regarding Sandy’s move from security to littlehood was not necessarily well received. Several members of security immediately voiced their displeasure with this turn of events. Stuart tried to assuage the fears regarding the precedent that this set, however, several agents demanded to see her. Stuart eventually conceded to their request to try and maintain control over the meeting. He had seen several amazon agents eyeing the loudest of the little agents so it was best to get everything calmed down as soon as possible. Once the brief was dismissed he and Mellow had gathered those that wanted to see Sandy before starting the walk to the daycare. One of the littles that were highly vocal in their displeasure at Sandy’s new situation was Agent Gavin Free, who had just returned to active duty that same day. “I still cannot believe that this is happening. What a bloody welcome back.” Gavin growled. Thanks to amazonian medical technology his fracture was able to heal over the course of the Festivus season, allowing him to return to active duty much sooner than if the injury had happened on Earth. “Gavin…” Mellow sighed, the two of them had been friends since Gavin first arrived in Amazonia, they both liked to try and drink each other under the table, they were surprisingly evenly matched, “The situation is very complicated, neither option was great.” “Neither option was great?” Gavin parroted Mellow’s words, “How is letting her live her life how she wants to not a great option?” Gavin ran a hand through his sandy blonde hair, the little was red in the face from all the yelling he did in the brief. “Look, I’m not going to argue with you on this, Gavin.” Mellow said as they neared the daycare’s fence, “If you want you can ask her yourself.” Mellow looked towards Stuart, “Do you see her sir?” “Hmmm, I see Michelle and her little group, Sandy should be with them and that is not her in the booties and mittens.” Stuart said as he spotted Ashley trying to use the maple tree as support to stand up. “That is mine.” Mellow smiled a bit as they arrived at the chainlink, “Looks like someone managed to be good enough for her silencer to be taken out.” Mellow started to beam a bit, “Ashley, come to mommy sweetums.” She cooed. “Daddy!” Michelle smiled and tried to reach her hands through the chain-link but to no avail. “Hello Michelle.” Stuart smiled and squatted down so that he could be a bit closer to her, “Where is your sister, there are some of her old friends here to see her.” He cooed and booped Michelle’s nose with his finger. “Um…” Michelle looked back towards the tree, “She is kinda… embarrassed right now, like super duper embarrassed.” “Michelle.” Stuart sighed, “Bring your sister out here, her friends want to talk with her, please.” Michlle sighed a bit, “Okay, daddy.” Michelle looked towards the assembled group of security littles, “Just… be ready, oaky?” Michelle said before waddling back towards the tree and grabbing Sandy’s hand. The little had managed to conceal herself totally behind the tree. Gavin exchanged a nervous look with a few of the other security littles, “Here we go lads, just… try and stay calm here.” Gavin took a deep breath. He could see a few of the littles on Michelle’s side of the fence looking at what was going on. “Michelle?! No! No! I don’t want them to see me!” Sandy complained and tried to stay behind the tree. The security littles could only get a glimpse of Sandy. “Charlie, come and help me here.” Michelle sighed as Sandy retreated back behind the tree. Not seeing the imposing form of Ms.Hearth walking towards them. “Allow me.” Ms.Hearth cooed as she picked up the hiding little before carrying her over to where the security group had gathered and set her down right in front of them. Sandy’s diaper was on full display for all of her former coworkers to see. She was at a loss for words, a few tears started to well up in her eyes. With all the eyes on her, Sandy found herself flashing back to that play like she did during the Festivus party. However, this time the empty seats were occupied, by Stuart and Laurel. They were there for her, the way her biological parents were never. Sandy had finally found people who were there for her and if she had to take part in littlehood for that to happen, then so be it. Gavin was dumbstruck at what he saw. The little looked nothing like the Sandra Bouvardia that he first met at the gym the morning of the festival. Her hair was now long and black, her skin was clean, and he could tell that she was missing a few tattoos. However, the most striking feature that he took note of was the silver collar around her neck. “You… you fucking collared her.” Gavin growled as he turned towards Stuart and Mellow. Gavin’s instincts were telling him to reach for his sidearm, but his brain kept him from making a stupid mistake, “Look at her! You, you changed her! That isn’t Sandra anymore!” “Agent Free…” Stuart sighed, “I know that it looks bad, but listen, you know how the saying goes, a fresh look for a fresh start.” Stuart looked down at Sandy. He could tell that she was thinking about something as well as holding back a few tears. “Did she have a say in it?” Gavin crossed his arms and looked up at his boss, part of him was saying to just accept Stuart’s words at face value, after all Stuart was his boss and he had been taught not to question his leadership. However, this was different, Sandy was like him, from Earth. As well as amazon/little relations within The Bureau looked, there was always tension, the two species still had to find just the right balance. Stuart was about to speak when Sandy cut him off, “No, I didn’t.” Sandy said as she wiped the tears away from her eyes. She looked at Gavin and the other littles assembled on the other side of the chain link, “But, it has started to grow on me.” She smiled a bit. For perhaps the first time in a long time, she could say that she was truly happy with who she was and her place in the world, “Gavin, I am happy like this.” “But they put a bloody collar on you! How the fuck can you be happy with that thing around your neck?!” Gavin pointed towards the silver cylindrical ring. “Honestly, I have barely been noticing it. I got it put on because.” Sandy paused and tried to think about what to say, “Because I decked him.” Sandy chuckled and pointed towards Stuart, “Knocked him flat on his rear.” Gavin started to laugh along with the rest of the security littles, “God damn, that true boss?” Gavin hunched over and put a hand on his knee from laughing so hard. “Yes yes, that is true.” Stuart rolled his eyes, “Any other questions for Sandy before we return to our jobs?” Stuart sighed, he was never going to live this down. Word of Sandy’s punch would spread through the organization like wildfire, Martha would never let him hear the end of it. “We gonna get to see you again?” One of the security littles piped up. Sandy thought she recognized him as one of the security medics that had carried her to the ER after the festival incident. “Well, I suppose I could bring her by every so often, like how I do with Michelle. Though maybe a bit more often, considering how big of a daddy’s girl she is.” Stuart smiled. “D-daddy, stop.” Sandy blushed a bit as she called Stuart daddy right in front of her former coworkers. “Awww, is whittle Sandy getting blushy?” Gavin smirked as he poked her cheek a bit. Now that he knew that she was happy and safe, it was time to commence with the friendly mocking. “I will bite that finger.” Sandy rolled her eyes. She was used to the friendly ribbing that Gavin was giving her, but it didn’t mean that she enjoyed it. Mellow chuckled a bit as she looked towards Stuart, “Maybe Sandy could become the department’s mascot? Have her wear a little onesie that looks like our uniform, oh gosh that would be so cute!” Stuart smiled, “Mellow, you might just be onto something here.” He chuckled to himself as he saw Ms.Hearth cross her arms. “Alright alright.” Ms.Hearth smiled, “I think it is time that you lot got back to your actual jobs instead of distracting the littles under my care from playtime. Girls, you five go play.” “Alright.” Sandy nodded a bit and used the chain-link to pull herself up onto her feet. She still had a bit of a blush on her face, “I guess I will see you guys later, probably after the Earth trip.” “Actually…” Stuart started to think before breaking out in a smile. Stuart had an idea that would hopefully allow for the various little agents of the department to start accepting Sandy’s new position in life, “You will see these guys on the Earth trip. Michelle, Sandy, meet your security detail for the embassy opening. These agents will be by your side for the entire duration of our visit to Earth.” Stuart turned towards the agents, “Gentlemen, you are going home, temporarily.” END OF CHAPTER
  8. WARNING: The following chapter contains references to suicide and self-harm Chapter 14 Sandy was still nervous as she followed Michelle. The daycare was packed with littles and that just made it all the more imposing. Sandy’s instincts quickly kicked in and she started to take account of her surroundings. Sandy could tell that many of the littles had their eyes on her and her collar. Sandy saw several groups of littles turn away from her as she and Michelle waddled by. “Just ignore them, they don’t mean anything by it.” Michelle tried to reassure Sandy, “It’s just that… you’re new is all.” Michelle said as she glanced towards one of the larger groups of littles that had clustered in a corner. Sandy followed Michelle’s view and saw what she was looking at, the rest of the Board of Diapers. She hadn’t seen any of them since the Festivus party and she was in no mood to talk to them again any time soon, “So, what do we do here?” Sandy said as her view returned to the back of Michelle’s head. “Well, it is probably best to start you out with something simple. You got some decent experience playing with me back at the house, but here, things are a bit different.” Michelle said as she neared a smaller group of littles, “This is my group.” Michelle smiled. The group consisted of two other littles, both girls. “Michelle, who is that?” One of the girls said as she eyed Sandy, her eyes focusing on the collar. The girl radiated tomboy, short cut brown hair, overalls with a green onesie underneath, and light up velcro shoes. “Charlie, this Sandy, remember I used to talk about her…” Michelle started to talk before noticing the girl’s shoes, “Your mommy bought you light up shoes?!” Charlie smiled, “Uh huh! I got them for festivus.” The little stood up and stomped around a bit to demonstrate her shoes. The act drew a few gazes from other littles. “That is so cool!” Michelle smiled as she quickly became enamored with the shoes, “I’m gonna ask my daddy if I can have some!” Sandy chuckled to herself at just how quickly Michelle got off topic. She knew that her mommy and daddy would say no to Michelle’s request and that would lead to a Michelle whining which would lead to a punishment. Sandy was getting used to the routine of living life as a little in the care of an amazon, it wasn’t a bad way to live. Sandy looked over at the other girl and was a bit surprised at what she saw. The girl was dressed in what looked like sweatpants and a sweatshirt with the hood up, though the draw strings had been removed. There was long messy platinum blonde, almost white hair spilling out from the hood. “Hi.” The girl mumbled as she gathered up some blocks. Her head was angled downwards so Sandy couldn’t see her face. “That’s Lilly.” Michelle said, still admiring Charlie’s sneakers, “These are so cool! We all need to get these! We can be a gang!” Sandy nodded as she slowly moved her head to try and see under the hood. Just as she was starting to see under the hood, Lilly looked over at Michelle. “No, we do not need that.” She mumbled as she started to stack some blocks, “We don’t need to spook the other groups.” Lilly turned to face Sandy. Sand could see that the girl’s face was as pale as a brand new sheet. “You’re…” Sandy started to grow suddenly conscious that she was staring and the word got caught in her throat. “Albino, yes.” Lilly said as she took the hood off revealing her hair which nearly matched her skin color. “It’s okay to stare, it's nothing new, trust me.” “Your name is Lilly and you have albinism...” Sandy blinked a few times but kept looking at the girl. “Used to go by Katie. Lilly is the name my Amazon gave to me, not the most original name in the world, but ultimately I’m in a better place thanks to them.” Lilly said as she returned to stacking the blocks, “Without my Amazon, I’d probably be dead.” “Dead?” Sandy looked at Michelle to ask her a question but found her too enamored with Charlie’s new shoes. “Self harm since age 14 and six attempts by age 18. Middle and high school kids can be… ruthless to say the least.” “Yeah, yeah. I know what you mean.” Sandy nodded and sat down. Sandy was starting to feel like she had just been punched in the gut. Sandy knew exactly what Lilly was talking about, only she wasn’t the one receiving it. She was giving it. In middle school and most of high school, Sandy was the top bitch of her elite prep school. She and her gang would terrorize and single out students. Back then she was proud of how many students she had made leave the academy. Now she just felt sadness and guilt. Her main motivation was to try and get her parents attention, of course they never did anything when she got detention or was suspended. It was only when she was threatened with expulsion junior year that her parents actually did anything. They donated 3.5 million dollars to the school and the threat went away. That was when Sandy stopped rolling with her girls. She spent the last two years of high school as an outcast, constantly thinking of ways to try and get her parents attention, that was when a naval ROTC recruiter came to the school and gave her the ultimate ‘fuck you’ idea: enlistment over Harvard. Sandy actually enjoyed the Corps, it gave her the structure she didn’t have at home. As Sandy was thinking back to her adolescent days, Charlie had stopped showing her shoes off to Michelle and had waddled up to her, “Are you peeing?” Charlie asked as she stuck her face right in front of Sandy’s nose. “W-what? No! What kinda question is that?!” Sandy blushed and scooted away from Charlie. The tomboy had snapped her back into reality. “You had a pee face.” Charlie said as she started to look up towards the daycare entrance and a slight frown darkened her face, “Teddy Bear stuffing, we got a fighter. Silencer paci, locked mittens, and matching booties.” Michelle stole a quick glance as she joined Lilly in stacking the blocks, “She is going to get the nannies in a bad mood.” “It's supposed to be outdoor playtime today too.” Lilly said as she put her hood back on and focused on the blocks in front of her. “You’re kidding me. We cannot let her get the Amazons cranky.” Michelle sighed and slowly stood up, “Gunny, with me. I’ll distract the nannies, you tell little miss trouble maker to stuff it.” “Michelle, where is this coming from?” Sandy asked as she stood up and looked towards the entrance. She could just see the girl’s Amazon leaving. The girl was dressed in a dull blue onesie with matching booties and mittens. The girl’s diaper bulge was clear and spread her legs a fair bit. The girl was struggling in the door attendant’s arms as she was set on the ground. “I will not have outdoor playtime put in jeopardy.” Michelle grumbled, “I want to swing.” Michelle quickly waddled to the two Amazons manning the door and reached up, “Up! Up!” Michelle ratcheted up the cuteness Cecil cooed softly and picked up Michelle, “Awwww, what is it Michelle? You don’t need a change already do you?” The young Amazon gave the girl a quick sniff, “Nope, that's not it.” “I think she just wanted some lovin’.” Luna tickled Michelle’s tummy eliciting a torrent of giggles from the little, “Knew it.” Sandy took this as an opportunity to waddle over to the other new little. “Hey, listen, you need to calm down.” Sandy said as she tried to stop the girl from pulling out her pacifier, “That's not going to work, trust me.” Ashley ignored Sandy’s advice and kept struggling with the pacifier, the inflated bulb was starting to hurt her mouth and she wanted it out now. Sandy rolled her eyes and leaned in close to Ashley’s ear and uttered a sentence containing a word that she had not used in some time, “Calm the f-fuck down.” Sandy whispered into Ashley’s ear. Sandy’s voice caught a bit on the second to last word. Her body flinching expecting a shock that never came. Ashley stopped struggling, the language used by Sandy surprised even her. She had only been portal side a few days but she had come to view those in the care of the Amazons to be docile like cows. Hearing Sandy swear surprised her. The silenced little gestured to her pacifier. “Soon. We can’t take it off for you, only they can.” She quickly gestured to the two college aged Amazons currently enamored with Michelle, “Michelle is getting them into a good mood, the opposite of what you were going to do if you kept struggling. Follow.” She took Ashley’s hand and brought her back to Charlie and Lilly, “Just, stick with us for now. Once Michelle gets back, we can try and get your paci out.” Sandy commanded, the leader in her coming out. “Welcome.” Lilly mumbled as she started to take some blocks from Michelle’s pile. Sandy sat Ashley down as the girl started to calm down and take in the sights and sounds of what was going on around her. She could feel over a dozen sets of eyes on her and suddenly all of the fight left her body. “How is Michelle doing?” Charlie asked as she waddled over to Lilly’s side, the tomboy’s light up shoes flashing with each step. “Decent, the Amazons are smiling which is always a good sign.” Lilly said as she glanced over towards the door, “She knows what she is doing, relax.” “I know, I know. But, things can happen.” Charlie said as she noticed Michelle starting to squirm in the Amazon’s grip. “I think someone has reached her loving quota for the day.” Luna chuckled as Cecil set Michelle down, “Where did Ashley go?” Luna said as she noticed that the gagged little was no longer where she set her down. “Lets see…” Cecil said as she scanned the room, “She is with Charlie, Lilly, and Sandy. Michelle is waddling to them.” Cecil sighed loudly as she leaned against the wall, “We gotta keep an eye on that group today.” “Agreed. I’ll keep my eye on them when we go outside.” Luna sighed, “It's gonna be a long day. I call not it on first messy diaper.” Luna smiled a bit and winked at Cecil. “Dang it!” Cecil grumbled as she went to go about some of her daily chores. “Good distraction.” Lilly said as she resumed stacking her blocks. “Thank you. Being that cute just comes natural to a little such as I!” Michelle chuckled a bit as she sat down at her block pile, “Now then.” She turned to face Ashley who was starting to have a hard time processing what exactly was happening, “Newbie, we will do our best to try and convince the Amazons to take your paci out, but it will take time.” “Cecil is a bit of a rules stickler so we can rule her out.” Charlie said as she sat next to Sandy, “Luna is a bit of a hippy when it comes to the rules so she is our best course of action. That is if and only if Ms.Hearth stays out of our way.” “Hearth is a problem, Luna crumbles like cheap diaper filling when Hearth gets involved.” Michelle sighed, “My cuteness won’t work on her. She knows us too well…” Michelle slowly started to turn and look at Sandy. “What?” Sandy met Michelle’s gaze, she knew what was coming but she wanted Michelle to explain just what she needed done. “You’ve seen Ms.Hearth’s office. She has that bouncer and cradle. Those are for littles who are having a hard time adjusting and need a bit of one-on-one attention. Think of it kinda like therapy.” “It’s nice.” Lilly smiled, “It really helps if you are having a bad day and just want to be alone for a bit.” Sandy nodded, “Okay, so what do I do?” Sandy sighed as she noticed Michelle staring off into space. “Huh, what?” Michelle suddenly stopped staring out, Sandy had a pretty good idea what Michelle was doing, “What you need to do is just kinda crawl off and look lonely. Be that anti-social drifter that you were before your change in underwear.” “Can do.” Sandy said as she gave Michelle a quick hug before crawling away from her group. She glanced back a few times and saw that the three ungagged littles were trying to explain things to the little she had dragged away. Sandy eventually found a corner with a massive teddy bear. Sandy climbed onto the bear’s chest and just let herself sink into the bear. It was comfy and stress that she didn’t even know she had melted away. Sandy entertained herself by watching Michelle notice that Lilly had taken some of her blocks. Sandy chuckled a bit as Lilly tried to defend herself but ended up giving Michelle the blocks back. Sandy was so enamored with the block drama that she didn’t notice two things. The first being that she was wetting her diaper and the second being Cecil approaching her bear seat. “Hey Sandy, are you alright?” Cecil cooed as she squatted down so that she was eye level with Sandy, “I noticed that you aren’t with your friends anymore.” Cecil cooed. It was procedure to try and interact with any little that was off by themselves, daycare was social time for many littles and if one was off by themselves, it was a red flag. Sandy nodded, “Hmmhm.” She said as she tried to play into the anti-social role that she was given. It wasn’t that hard, she was separated from Michelle and she felt a bit scared now that the situation started to sink in. Sandy tried to shrink into the bear and used the bear’s arm to try and cover her face. The act was starting to become reality. She just wanted to be invisible, all the noises of the various littles playing, laughing, and crying were starting to overwhelm her. Michelle was Sandy’s focal point and without her, the girl was starting to be overwhelmed and tears started to form in her eyes. Cecil sighed a bit and gently rubbed Sandy’s back, “Shhhhh, its okay sweetie. I know it's a lot to take in.” The Amazon gently picked the girl up and held her close to her heart. She had seen it a few times before, littles would sometimes go into sensory overload when they first come to daycare. There was really only one way to get them through it, quiet time in the office. Cecil stood up and slowly carried her towards the office door. “Wanna go home.” Sandy whimpered as she tried to make herself comfortable in Cecil’s arms. The pacifier from earlier had fallen out somewhere between Michelle’s block pile and the big teddy bear. Sandy barely registered the sound of a door opening and closing. “Cecil, what's wrong?” Ms.Hearth looked up from some nearly completed paperwork, “I was just about to go out there and help you girls.” The office looked much like the daycare itself, controlled chaos. Paperwork was scattered about an L-shaped desk and several filing cabinets while various little appropriate toys like stuffies littered the floor. A little sized cradle and bouncer were set up next to the desk. “Sandy here just had a little bit of sensory overload and homesickness.” Cecil cooed as she gently bounced Sandy, “She wandered off from the group she was with and cuddled up by herself on Bernard the Bear.” Ms.Hearth nodded and set the paperwork she was working on in a folder, “Lets see if I can work my magic shall we?” Ms.Hearth motioned for Cecil to hand Sandy off to her, “It’s okay Sandy. It’s okay, you can stay here with me where it’s nice and quiet, does that sound nice?” Sandy nodded a bit as she rubbed her eyes a bit, “I-i wanna go home.” She sniffled. At first Sandy was still trying to playup her emotions, but now they were very much real. Ms.Hearth nodded as she cradled Sandy in her arms, “I know you do sweetie, but your daddy is very busy and a busy office is no place for a little like you.” She cooed, “How about I set you down in the cradle and tuck you in with the nice soft blankets? Does that sound good?” “Uh huh.” Sandy nodded. Within moments she found herself being placed in the cradle and having several light but very soft blankets placed over her. Sandy squirmed a bit to get herself in a position she liked and to put her head on the cradle’s pillow. “Better?” Ms.Hearth smiled as she wheeled her chair over to a file cabinet and pulled out a file, “Now, I think that there is something beyond just a bit of sensory overload and homesickness going on here. Cecil, you can go. I will let you know when it is time to take the littles outside.” “Yes ma’am.” Cecil nodded and waved goodbye to Sandy before leaving the door and shutting the door behind her. “Now then, while sensory overload and homesickness may be coursing through your mind right now, I think there is more. Bertrand the Bear is one of the biggest and fluffiest toys in the whole daycare, yet littles only ever go to him when something is going on in their head. He is a bit of a magnet for littles who need a bit of professional help.” Ms.Hearth wheeled her chair back to the desk and opened the file, Sandy’s file, “Let us see what we are working with. I haven’t had the opportunity to fully review your file yet thanks to your daddy dropping you off unannounced.” Ms.Hearth’s eyes started to skate over the file for a few minutes. “Okay, okay. I think I know what is going on here, but I want your input on this.” Ms.Hearth looked down at Sandy, “I’m going to wager that you are going through a bit of separation anxiety. You need a calming force close to you or else your brain goes into overdrive. It is possible that your time in the service created this need. Highly stressful situations like the ones you found yourself in would have hardwired your brain to be always going at top speed, constantly analyzing a situation. Michelle likely became a calming influence on you given your… relationship.” “Y-you know about that?” Sandy blushed as she looked up at Ms.Hearth. This was starting to sound exactly like a therapy session, not “like therapy” as described, this was therapy. Her adult mind was starting to come back to the forefront of her brain, it hadn’t gotten much use lately aside from trying to survive and it was yearning for some exercise, even if it was in the form of a therapy session. “Your daddy put it in your file.” Ms.Hearth adjusted her glasses, “Now then, after the service you and Michelle parted ways and that calming influence on you was gone, which is when you turned to substance abuse. How close am I?” “Pretty close.” Sandy muttered as she started to think about her life after she was discharged. She would feel anxious and overwhelmed constantly, combining that with being a drifter led to many sleepless nights and experimentation with several illicit substances. “So, what happened between then and now? Sometime before you crossed the portal, you got clean. How did that happen?” Ms.Hearth got a pen out and started to take a few notes. “I saw an OD.” Sandy sighed as she rolled onto her side, facing away from the Amazon, “I didn’t know the girl, but it kinda clicked in my mind that sooner or later I would get a hotshot or I would overestimate my tolerance. I went cold turkey, this hippie couple took me in while I detoxed, they taught me all these breathing exercises.” “That is where you started to be capable of self regulation. You started to feel like yourself before the service. Correct?” Ms.Hearth looked down at the little with a slight smile on her face. Sandy nodded, “Yeah, I felt great. I decided to start anew, and The Bureau offered that, if only I knew just how big of a fresh start it would be.” Sandy chuckled a bit. “Once you reunited with Michelle, you fell back into your old habits, using her like a crutch essentially. Not that your relationship is a bad thing, not at all. It is great for the both of you, but we need to try and work on your coping strategies. The first step to this is getting you used to daycare, which should go fine as long as you have Michelle with you.” Ms.Hearth started to scribble some things on sticky notes. Sandy sighed a bit, “I dunno if it's gonna be that simple. It’s like there is a part of me that is just resisting everything that has been going on since the festival, questioning my decisions, telling me to fight. Is that normal?” Ms.Hearth nodded, “Yes it is sweetie, and it's nothing to worry about. It is just the old parts of your mind that are having a difficult time adjusting to your proper place in life.” The Amazon cooed softly as she scribbled a few notes on Sandy’s file, “Now, how about we meet once and twice a week and we can discuss how things are going, how does that sound?” Sandy sighed, “You sound just like the therapists back on Earth.” Sandy growled as she pulled the blankets close to her. Ms.Hearth rolled her eyes, “Well, the difference between Earth and here is that you don’t have a choice now do you?” Ms.Hearth smiled as she put Sandy’s file into a different filing cabinet, “Besides, while I am a therapist, I am also a fully vetted Doctor of Little Psychology, I just don’t go by Dr.Hearth because it makes it sound like I work with fireplaces for a living. Not the image I want people to think of when they hear my name.” The Amazon chuckled to herself, “Now, how about you just relax while I make your virtual file.” Sandy looked over at Ms.Hearth typing away at her computer, “They put a psychologist in charge of the daycare? I find that very hard to believe.” Sandy said as she looked over at Ms.Hearth. “Some littles just need a bit of help being… little.” Ms.Hearth smiled at Sandy, “For some like Lilly, they just need to come in and relax, play in the bouncer and destress from the cliques and little politics of the daycare, others, like you, need a bit of a helping hand to be a proper little. That's what you wanna be, right? A good little for your mommy and daddy?” “Yeah, I wanna be good for them.” Sandy nodded, “I’m a good girl.” The words flowed out of Sandy’s mouth before she could truly process what she was saying. “Good.” Ms.Hearth smiled, “Now just relax while I do some work and then we will go outside for some nice playtime.” MICHELLE Michelle sighed a bit as she saw Sandy being taken into Ms.Hearth’s office. Once Cecil stepped out, Michelle knew that they had a few minutes to convince Luna to take the new girl’s pacifier out. “What route do you think Hearth is going to take?” Charlie asked as she sat cross-legged leaning back on her arms, “Relaxation or talk therapy?” “Probably talk therapy with a bit of relaxation on the tail-end.” Michelle sighed a bit, “It’ll be good for her.” “Those tears sure looked real.” Lilly commented as she tried to show the new girl how to stack blocks, “Think she is okay?” “Yeah, yeah. She was just playing it up, I taught her how to cry on command to get attention. I just hope that is what it was.” Michelle bit her bottom lip, “Let’s not focus on that, the issue at hand is getting the new girl’s silencer out. Charlie, Lilly, you two tag team Luna to try and get the silencer out, drag her over here and just pour the cuteness on to her, full lisps, pouts, tears glistening in the eyes, the whole shebang.” “Just as I was getting to the good part of block stacking.” Luna sighed as she stood up, her diaper causing her legs to splay. The diaper bulge was just visible under her sweatpants for a few moments. “Let’s do this!” Charlie smiled as she jumped to her feet, her diaper was clearly much thinner than the other littles’ as she could practically run if she wanted to. Michelle smiled as the two littles went off to get Luna, “Don’t worry newbie, we will get that silencer out soon, promise.” Michelle smiled as she watched Charlie starting to tug on Luna’s hand. Ashley could do nothing but stare in awe of what was going on in front of her. Back on Earth the humans that ended up becoming littles in the care of Amazons were regarded as being docil and indistinguishable from massive babies. However, this looked like an operation run by prisoners trying to get one up on the prison guards, and it seemed to be working. The Amazon was coming towards them. “We wanna talk with her!” Charlie smiled as she jumped excitedly alongside Luna as she walked towards Ashley and Michelle. “Charlie, she needs to have her silencer in. Her mommies are having trouble with her being very whiny, loud, and not very well behaved.” Luna started to shake her head. “But Luna!” Charlie crossed her arms and pouted, “It’s not fair! We can’t properly play with her if we don’t know her name? What if she promises that she will be a good girl like the rest of us.” Charlie turned to Ashley, “Can you do that?” Ashley nodded and produced some muffled sounds that amounted to an agreement. “I don’t know.” Luna looked towards Cecil for guidance. Cecil was busy dealing with a fussy little in a soaked diaper. Luna looked back at the girls. “Pwese Wuna.” Lilly looked up at the amazon, “Pwese, I want a new fwend.” A few crocodile tears glistened in Lilly’s eyes as she looked up at Luna The young Amazon couldn’t help but let out an audible, “Awwwww.” Luna knelt down and wiped the tears away from Lilly’s face, “You are not playing fair and you know that.” Luna looked over at Ashley, “Well… I guess it couldn’t hurt to take it out.” Luna said as she started to deflate the pacifier, “You must be on your best behavior or the paci goes right back in, okay?” Luna smiled and gave Lilly a few pats on the head before leaving to put Ashley’s silencer in her cubby. “Luna just becomes putty when I call her Wuna.” Lilly smiled as she went back to her blocks. Michelle nodded in agreement before turning to Ashley, “Told you we would get that out, whatever your name is.” “Ashley, but call me Ash. That's what everyone else called me back home.” She sighed as she poked at her diaper bulge with her mittened hand. “Like it or not, this world is your home now.” Charlie said as she sat down next to Lilly, “You just gotta get used to it. Besides, you might come to like it, each Amazon is unique in how they take care of their little.” Charlie gestured to Michelle and Lilly. “I don’t think I will ever get used to using these… diapers.” Ashley sighed, “I only used them once so far and it was out of desperation.” She said as she looked at Michelle, “How long have you been here?” “Little over a year or so.” Charlie said as she tapped her feet on the floor to make her shoes light up. “Two years in a few weeks.” Lilly muttered as she started to focus on her block stacking. “I’m a little under a year, maybe 10 or 11 months.” Michelle shrugged, “That girl that Cecil carried into the office, Sandy, she was only adopted less than a month ago. Right before Festivus.” “And are you all the kind that signed up for this?” Ashley swallowed hard. If she was a part of a group with a bunch of people that willingly entered what was essentially a second and eternal babyhood, there were likely to be issues. “Nope. Each of us was what The Bureau refers to as a candidate. Meaning that each of us possessed some quality that made the Amazons think that we would be better off in their care.” Charlie explained, “I was an underground street fighter, not that I have any scars left to prove it. I got nabbed during what I thought was a raid on a fight club.” “They got me by arranging a fake hospital transfer.” Lilly set the blocks down, “Thought I was going to a new psych hospital, but the minute I entered the transport van, I got tranqed.” “I was in the middle of an intentional OD.” Michelle mumbled, clearly uncomfortable with talking about the subject, “But, I think that each of us are better for being in the care of our mommies and daddies.” Michelle said to the nods of Charlie and Lilly, “What were your habits?” “Habits?” Ashley shook her head, “I didn’t have habits. Sure I liked to go out and party and drink, but not to excess.” “Clearly the scouts saw some reason to mark you and the Amazons approved you for candidacy.” Charlie shrugged, “One of the Amazons could have just thought you looked pretty and slipped the scouts a bribe. Who are your mommies?” “Uh, I think their names are Mellow and Bethany, I think.” Ashley said as she rubbed her jaw a bit. The information was only just starting to sink in, she was stuck here for the rest of her life. “Mellow is security.” Michelle started to think, “My daddy is director of security and he talks about Mellow quite a bit. She is supposedly on the fast track to being one of his lieutenants.” “How did they get you?” Charlie asked as she leaned forward. “I was waiting for a taxi when this ambulance pulled up. The guy in it said they got a call about someone being injured at the location. Asked me to sign something and then sprayed me with something when I was signing it. Next thing I know I wake up wrapped up like a damn mummy with a bright red bow on my head.” “Sounds like you were a Festivus gift.” Michelle nodded a bit, “The initial wake up is always confusing. I woke up in one of the compound's medical suites, took me a few days to get all the meds I took out of my system. Mommy and Daddy visited and I got to know them, helped me to adjust.” “Perks of being a little to a directorate member.” Charlie chuckled a bit, “Lilly and I woke up in our cribs with no idea where we were.” “Not the funnest few hours I ever had.” Lilly said as she stretched a bit. “What about that girl that they took into the office, Sandy right?” Ashley said as she felt a slight pressure on her bladder. “Sandy is technically my adoptive sister.” Michelle made air quotes when saying sister, “But she is also my best friend and… well, the love of my life.” Michelle smiled a bit, “I don’t know all of the exact details of how she ended up back in diapers, you gotta ask her. All I know is that it generated a big headache for a lot of Amazons, humans, and littles.” After about ten minutes of Lilly and Michelle trying to show Ashley how to stack blocks the proper way. Michelle saw the office door open and Ms.Hearth exit with Sandy in her arms. Sandy seemed to be dozing off in the Amazon’s arms. “Alright little ones, it is time for outdoor playtime!” Ms.Hearth announced to the cheers or grumbles depending on the group of littles. Within minutes Luna, Cecil, and the other daycare workers were corralling the littles towards a door at the back of the playroom. Michelle tried to get to Ms.Hearth and Sandy. Luckily her group was by the office door so she didn’t have to go against the tide of littles. “Take Ash to the tree and wait for us there.” Michelle told Charlie who gave a thumbs up in reply. “Ms.Hearth!” Michelle chirped trying to get the woman’s attention as she waddled to her. “Hello there Michelle.” She smiled and patted the girl’s head, “Are you ready to go outside?” “Uh huh! Is Sandy okay?” Michelle tried to get a better look at the snoozing little. “Yes she is. She just got so relaxed that she fell asleep. Don’t worry, if she wakes up when we are outside, I will make sure that I place her with you, okay sweetie?” Ms.Hearth ushered Michelle towards the door. “Okay! Thank you!” Michelle giggled as she waddled through the door. MELLOW Mellow didn’t know why she felt so nervous. She was known for keeping calm no matter what, that was her thing. Hell, it was how she got her name. Mellow’s parents were massive hippies and when she was born she didn’t cry at all, thus her parents named her Mellow. The Amazon had managed to stay calm no matter the circumstances for most of her life, whether that be in High School during crunch time leading up to exams or when she joined the Libertality Naval Assault Corps and took part in anti-piracy operations. But for some reason, walking down the halls towards the office of Stuart Crimson terrified her. There was a lump in her throat that she just couldn’t get rid of. As Mellow rounded the corner she saw Dimitri leave his own office. “Good morning, Commander.” Mellow cracked a swift salute to the human. “Good morning Mellow. Daily brief is in 30, don’t be late.” Dimitri said as he entered through a human sized door into his personal bathroom. “Yes sir!” Mellow said before resuming her trek to Stuart’s office. Within seconds she was standing right outside the half open door. Her heart was beating the fastest it had since the festival. “Ah, Mellow. Just the Amazon I wanted to see, come in, come.” Stuart Crimson looked up from some paperwork on his desk and motioned for Mellow to take a seat in front of his desk. Next to an Amazon sized chair was a human sized chair on a raised dais. “I won’t be long sir.” Mellow said as she swallowed hard. “It's fine, take a seat. Stuart quickly scribbled something on the paperwork he was working on, “I heard you and the wife finally got a little.” “Yes sir. Bethany surprised me with her as a festivus gift.” Mellow said as she slowly took a seat. “Well congratulations. She is going to be a handful, but littles are well worth the effort.” Stuart smiled and looked at a newly added Photo of Sandy and Michelle playing in the snow. “She is a definite handful. She is having a lot of trouble adjusting so I dropped her off at daycare for the first time today so that she could hopefully learn by example.” “Good call. The daycare is great for that.” Stuart nodded as he started to file away the paperwork. “That kinda relates to what I wanted to talk to you about, sir. While I was dropping my little off at the daycare… I saw Sandra in the daycare as a little.” Stuart stopped filing the papers and sighed a bit, “Shut the door Agent Freesias.” END OF CHAPTER
  9. New chapters are in the works! Apologies for this going back to necro territory. I was planning on updating this a bit more frequently but then... everything happend. This story will be getting updates through not as frequent as TftB as some plot points need to happen in that story for this one to progress. (One of the flaws in wanting to write a story that canonically takes place after a story yoy are still writing, ah well.) There should be a new chapter within a month, so keep an eye out
  10. UPDATE: New chapters are in the works! Apologies for this going back to necro territory. I was planning on updating this a bit more frequently but then... everything happend. Bit don't worry. New chapter will be out by the end of the month and that will hopefully restart at least monthly chapters
  11. CHAPTER 3 Miranda was in awe as she opened the door to the nursery, “Oh my goodness, this is beautiful.” Miranda smiled as she looked out on the nursery. The nursery was colored in a pink and white theme, however, that contrasted a bit with the beige carpeting that had existed in the room before, though Peter and Daniel had covered it up with white and pink rugs. There was a crib in one corner that had a fluffy pink blanket folded over the side. Inside the crib was a soft pillow and a pile of stuffed animals of all different kinds. “T-toys…” Kiki mumbled a bit as she reached for the stuffed animal pile. She hadn’t had anything that she could consider a toy in almost a decade. She had been forced to give up all her stuffed animals when she turned ten. Her father told her that big girls don’t play with stuffed animals. He said that he was going to donate them to needy families in his parish, but she had heard rumors that he sold them instead. “You want a toy sweetie?” Miranda smiled as she walked to the crib, “I’ll let you choose one, how does that sound?” She said as she slowly set the girl down on the pink and white striped comforter after taking the girl’s now empty bottle and setting it aside. Miranda smiled and quickly whipped out her phone and started to take pictures and video. Kiki initially tried to stand on the soft mattress but after nearly falling several times she decided on crawling to the pile of stuffed toys. She pushed a bit of hair out of her face as she started to sort through the pile of toys, being careful to set each toy she didn’t pick down gently. Eventually she settled on a stuffed dog toy and held it tight. “Does your toy have a name sweetie?” Miranda cooed as she ran her hand through Kiki’s hair. “Scully.” Kiki smiled a bit as she looked up at Miranda and reached up to be held after setting the stuffed toy on the crib’s pillow. Miranda smiled as she picked the little up, “Scully… That is a wonderful name sweetie.” She cooed as she set the girl on her hip and went to examine the rest of the nursery. Daniel and Peter had fulfilled all of Miranda’s requests and had gone beyond. Nestled next to the crib was a crib that fit the color theme of the room with a matching mattress with little restraint straps on the top to keep Kiki comfortable and secure during diaper changes. On the changing table shelves sat a wide variety of diapers and changing supplies. Next to the changing table sat a wheeled little bouncer that did not go with the theming of the room as it was colored primarily with yellow, blue, and red. While it did irk Miranda’s sense of color theming, it would mainly spend time in the living room or the studio so it wasn’t a massive deal in Miranda’s mind. Next there was the white rocking chair, a high chair that Miranda would probably end up moving to the kitchen, and toy chest. Miranda couldn’t see what was in the chest but she assumed that it was probably filled with toys. As Miranda surveyed the nursery, Kiki on the other hand felt her heart beating faster than she ever had before, partially out of excitement and partially out of not knowing what was going to happen next. This was borderline sensory overload for the girl. Kiki didn’t know what to do so she just shoved her face into Miranda’s shoulder. “Kiki, what’s wrong sweetie?” Miranda asked as she sat down in the rocking chair, “Do you not like the color? We can change it if you want.” Miranda asked the little, “It’s alright sweetie, you can tell mommy what is going on.” The Amazon said as she started to rub the girl’s back. Kiki shook her head but kept it buried in Miranda’s shoulder, “The color is fine.” The little spoke just loud enough for Miranda to hear. Miranda frowned a bit and unbuttoned Kiki’s onesie to inspect the girl’s diaper, “Let's see if you need a change.” She said as she gently squeezed the diaper eliciting a squeak from Kiki, “No, you are still dry.” Miranda pursed her lips as she unbuttoned the onesie, “Kiki, you need to use your words to let me know what's wrong sweetie, I’m not a mind reader.” Miranda sighed. Kiki lifted her head out of Miranda’s shoulder and rubbed her eyes, “It’s just a lot all at once.” Miranda sighed in relief and grabbed the girl’s bottle before walking out of the nursery, “That's okay sweetie. I realize that this is a big change for you. We can take things nice and slow if you like.” “Yes please.” The girl looked up and smiled at Miranda, “Thank you.” Miranda smiled back, “You are very welcome dear.” She said as she sat down on the couch, “How about we get you another bottle of water? We don’t need you getting dehydrated, do we?” Kiki nodded a bit, her throat did feel a bit dry even with her earlier bottle of water, “Yes please.” Kiki wasn’t even thinking about where the water would end up, that thinking was pushed back to the farthest corner of her mind, locked behind a wall of shame. “Such a good girl.” Miranda smiled as she unscrewed the top of the bottle and started to fill it with water. Miranda wanted to encourage Kiki to ask for things and the first step to that was giving the girl some nice positive reinforcement. Kiki's face broke out into a smile at being called a good girl. She couldn’t remember the last time she had gotten any sort of meaningful praise from her parents. She liked it, she liked the feeling of being told she was a good girl. Miranda couldn’t help but smile back when she saw Kiki smile. It made her feel all warm and fuzzy when she made the girl happy, “Kiki, do you want to try out your new highchair, or do you want to drink your bottle on the couch?” Kiki blushed a bit, “Can I try the high chair please?” Kiki’s mind was still riding the high of being called a good girl so she was a bit braver, plus trying out the highchair was a small step in her mind, it was just sitting in a chair after all. Miranda nodded and set the bottle on the counter, “Alright sweetie, are you going to be okay while mommy goes and gets it?” Kiki looked up at the woman and nodded, “I-I think I’ll be okay.” “Are you sure?” Miranda brushed a bit of hair out of Kiki’s eyes, “It's okay if you wanna stay with mommy.” Kiki just nodded, “I’ll be okay, it'll only be for a few seconds… right?” Kiki suddenly sounded a bit nervous. Miranda nodded, “Just a few seconds, I promise dear. Mommy will just pop into your nursery and bring your high chair out. Quick in and out.” Miranda cooed as she set the girl down on the couch. Kiki nodded, “In and out.” She bit her lip the second that Miranda was out of sight. Even though it was literally only a few feet from where she was sitting to where Miranda had to go it felt like miles. A million thoughts ran through Kiki’s mind, what if her mommy got lost, what if she tripped and fell. Of course there were totally irrational thoughts but Kiki was starting to get worried even though Miranda had only been out of her sight for a few seconds. The second that Miranda came back into view carrying the pink and white high chair, Kiki breathed a sigh of relief. Miranda set the highchair next to the kitchen island and smiled at the girl, “See, wasn’t gone more than a minute.” She walked over to the couch and picked Kiki up, “Did you get through that okay dear?” “Uh huh.” Kiki hugged Miranda and smiled. The girl was relieved to be back with Miranda even though the Amazon was gone for literally less than a minute. Miranda smiled a bit when Kiki hugged her. This was the love that made taking care of a little all worth it. Of course it was only the first hour or so, so Miranda had yet to experience any of the trials or tribulations involved with taking care of littles, but she didn’t care right now, all she cared about was loving her little. For the next half hour Miranda spent time on the couch cuddling and playing with Kiki. Miranda had decided to give the girl her bottle while she was resting on Miranda’s stomach, she liked feeling close with her little. The amazon couldn’t help but smile as she just played simple little games like peek-a-boo and patty cake with the girl, it was simple, but it made Kiki happy and thus it made Miranda happy.’ “I love you. Yes I do. I love you.” Miranda smiled as she tickled Kiki’s tummy which elicited waves of laughter from the girl. The play time was interrupted by the buzzing of the doorbell, “That must be our dinner.” Miranda stretched as she set Kiki on the couch and started to walk to the door. After a quick look through the peephole to confirm that it was the delivery, Miranda opened the door. “Hello.” Miranda smiled at the teenage delivery driver. “Hello.” The driver sighed, “I have one amazon personal veggie, one little cheese, and a bottle of strawberry milk.” “That is correct.” Miranda smiled as she took the order and set it on the kitchen counter before tipping the driver and shutting the door, “Kiki, dinner is here.” Kiki sat up on the couch as her stomach growled, “Thank you.” She smiled and reached up to be held. She felt safest whenever Miranda was carrying her. “Up we go.” Miranda picked the girl up, “All ready for dinner sweetie?” Miranda said as she went to place the girl in the high chair. Kiki nodded as she started to smell the pizza. It smelled heavenly, like nothing she had smelt before, it made her even hungrier. Kiki felt her diaper cushon her as she was placed in the highchair. When she got herself comfortable in the chair she noticed a pink velcro bib resting on the tray table, Miranda must have gotten it from the nursery when she got the high chair. As Kiki was placed in the chair, she could start feeling some pressure in her bladder, she chose to ignore it in favor of food. “Alright sweetie, let's get this on you so that you don’t get your nice onesie all dirty.” Miranda said as she picked up the bib and undid the velcro that held it together, “Tell me if it is too tight, alright?” Miranda said as she placed the bib around Kiki’s neck and pressed the velcro together. “It’s good.” She said as she looked at the boxes of pizza resting on the counter, the bottle of milk next to the boxes had a light pink tinge to it, it looked good in Kiki’s mind. Kiki smiled a bit as she looked at the bib, it had the words “Mommy’s Girl” on it, she liked it, she was her mommy’s girl. “Good.” Miranda started to open the pizza boxes. She had no problem eating pizza right out of the box, but for a little like Kiki, she had to make sure that it had cooled enough so that the girl didn’t burn her little mouth, “Mommy needs to let the pizza cool so it doesn’t burn you, okay?” Miranda said as she opened the fridge looking for something to drink, “lets see what we have for me.” Miranda murmured to herself, “Beer, wine cooler, more beer, ah there we go, cola.” Miranda smiled as she grabbed a bottle of soda from the fridge, “Looks like we will need to go grocery shopping tomorrow.” Miranda said as she looked at the shopping list sticky note on the fridge, it was empty, time to fill it in while the pizza cooled. Kiki watched as Miranda quickly scribbled on a sticky note. She couldn’t make out what the amazon was writing, Miranda’s handwriting was too messy and she was constantly moving around, poking her head into cabinets and the fridge before mumbling to herself and writing something down. It was actually quite entertaining to the little, her parents were always very composed and deliberate while Miranda appeared to be a bit scatterbrained, it was a change of pace for the girl, she liked it. Miranda smiled as she set the sticky note which had morphed into three of the notes attached to each other on the kitchen island. She had filled the list with all different kinds of food and snacks for Kiki, ranging from mush to solid cookies and everything in between. She didn’t know what Kiki would like so she put down everything she could think of. Miranda then started to think about which store they would go to, there were several more higher-end grocery stores near her, they were generally less crowded and had more selection, but they were also a bit more pricey, “I can probably get a quick painting out during her nap tomorrow.” Miranda pursed her lips and started writing on another sticky note. Kiki couldn’t help but smile as she watched the amazon try and come up with a plan, it even elicited a small laugh from the little which immediately caught Miranda’s attention causing her to turn and face the little, “What's so funny?” Miranda cooed. Kiki’s eyes went wide and immediately looked away, “N-nothing ma’am.” She stammered in a meek voice as she avoided Miranda’s gaze. Miranda frowned a bit, “Sweetie, what's wrong?” She walked over to the highchair and leaned down so that she was eye level with the girl. “Nothing!” Kiki blurted out, her voice cracking. The little still refused to look at Miranda. The woman sighed and gently used her pointer finger to move the little’s head so that Kiki was looking at her, “Sweetie, tell mommy what is wrong?”\ “I-I…” Kiki started to talk before tears welled up in her eyes and the little began to cry, “I’m sorry!” Miranda sighed and picked the girl up, “Shhhh, it’s okay sweetie, it's okay.” Miranda said as she softly bounced the girl, “It’s okay. You have nothing to be sorry for, okay?” She said as she rubbed the girl’s back, “I promise you that you did nothing wrong.” Miranda cooed softly as she comforted Kiki, “What's got you all upset dear?” “I laughed at you.” Kiki sniffled and wiped her eyes. With her parents, laughing at something they did was a sign of disrespect and was quickly punished. “You laughed at me?” Miranda was stunned that Kiki would get upset over something like that, but then she thought about what she knew about the girl’s upbringing, “Did I do something funny?” Kiki nodded as she rubbed her eyes a bit, “Uh huh.” Miranda smiled a bit, “Then it’s okay to laugh sweetie, especially if I do something funny, like this!” Miranda stuck her tongue out Kiki couldn’t but laugh as Miranda stuck her tongue out at her. The little’s laughs echoed through the apartment. It was the first time that the girl had laughed in ages, for the first time in memory, she was happy. Miranda smiled when Kiki started to laugh, after all that the little had gone through it was good for her to finally start acting like a proper little, “Come on sweetie, let's go eat dinner.” Miranda adjusted her hold on the little before setting her back in the high chair. By now the pizza had cooled enough that Miranda felt safe giving it to Kiki, “Do you want mommy to feed you dear?” Kiki looked at the smaller pizza that she assumed was for her, while it was much smaller than the other pizza she doubted that she could eat it all, “Um, can I feed myself please?” Kiki looked up at the woman. Miranda nodded as she got a few pieces of Kiki’s pizza ready, “Of course sweetie.” The pizza was already cut up into square little sized pieces. Miranda set the pieces on the high chair’s tray table before turning and grabbing the bottle of strawberry milk. After giving it a few strong shakes she set it next to the pizza, “There you go sweetie, eat up.” Miranda smiled before grabbing a slice of her pizza and wolfing it down. Kiki watched in awe as Miranda tore through her pizza, she had never seen someone eat that fast before. The little hesitantly picked up one of the pizza squares and took a bite of it. She had eaten pizza before, but she never had one this sweet. She still tasted the cheese and the sauce but it just seemed sweeter than any pizza she had eaten before, she liked it. Miranda looked over at Kiki. She smiled as the girl took her first few bites before starting to happily munch on the pizza. She always found any food made specifically for littles to be sickeningly sweet, pizza included, but Kiki seemed to love it. Miranda made sure to keep Kiki’s tray table well stocked with pizza until it was all gone, “Good girl Kiki, you ate all your pizza.” Miranda cooed, “Now drink your bottle.” “Okay.” Kiki nodded as she used her bib to wipe a bit of sauce from her face. Nothing had gotten on the bib aside from what Kiki had wiped off her face. The little grasped the bottle in both hands and slowly brought it to her mouth. Much like the bottle she had before, the second the nipple touched her lip she got a pleasant sensation of sweetness. When she started to suckle, she was rewarded with a thick creamy milk that had a hint of strawberry flavor. She lifted the bottle higher so that she could get more of the milk faster, she was hooked in more ways than one. Miranda took her phone out and started to take pictures. She could use them as references for future paintings, or she would get them framed, either way she would be happy. She looked at the receipt for the order and smiled, she had initially had misgivings about ordering the milk laced with a mild regressive formula, but some littles just needed a little help. In Miranda’s mind, Kiki needed help overcoming her own feelings and shame about who she wanted to be, and really, was there anything bad about helping a little act more like how littles should. Miranda’s thoughts were interrupted by whines coming from Kiki. Miranda turned and watched as the girl desperately tried to get the last few bits of milk out of the bottle. Miranda could see that the girl was starting to get a bit frustrated. She smiled and walked over to the girl, “Good girl Kiki.” She cooed as she gently took the bottle from the girl’s hands, “It’s okay sweetie, mommy will get you some more milk later.” She said as she placed the bottle on the counter before picking up Kiki. “Milkie!” The little whined and squirmed in Miranda’s arms. In her normal state of mind, Kiki would never do something like what she was doing now, but in her regressed mindset, this was a perfectly appropriate course of action. “Yes milkie.” Miranda cooed as she set Kiki’s head on her shoulder and started to burp the girl. After a few pats Miranda heard a large burp from the girl, “Excuse you.” She smiled and kissed Kiki’s forehead, “Feel better dear?” Kiki nodded a bit before starting to squirm again, “Potty!” Kiki whined. “You need to go potty sweetie?” Miranda cooed softly. Miranda had no idea how much the regressive formula would affect Kiki, after all it was a mild one, “But you got a diaper on sweetie.” She rubbed the girl’s back. “But I'm a big girl!” Kiki tried to argue before Miranda sushed her. “No you aren’t, you are a little and littles go potty in their diapers.” Miranda said taking a firm tone with Kiki. She had seen her manager take this tone before with her little so she was just copying what she saw. She would have to add little care books to the shopping list. “But I don't wanna potty in my diaper.” Kiki started to kick her legs in frustration as she got more desperate. Miranda sighed and started to carry Kiki towards the nursery, “Kiki, you are going potty in your diapers and that is final.” She said as she entered the nursery and sat in the rocking chair cross legged with Kiki in her lap facing her. Miranda was relatively short by amazonian standards at only fourteen feet seven inches so she could easily sit how she wanted. Kiki whimpered and slowly stood up between Miranda’s legs and grabbed onto Miranda’s shoulders for balance as she gently squatted down and shut her eyes. “Going potty?” Miranda smiled. She needed to encourage Kiki to use her diapers, this was a good first step, but she also wanted the girl to be comfortable while not on the regression formula. Kiki nodded, “Mhhhmmm.” She said a slow hissing sound started to reach Miranda’s ears before growing in strength. “Good girl Kiki!.” Miranda smiled, “Good girl for going potty in your diaper.” She said as she stayed still so that Kiki could finish. “All done.” The little smiled at the praise, “Change please.” She said as she looked up at Miranda. “Since you asked so nicely, yes, then it's bath time.” Miranda said as she picked up Kiki and placed the girl on her hip. Miranda could feel the diaper squishing beneath the onesie. Miranda carried the girl over to the changing table and set her on the table, it was then that Miranda remembered a very important fact. She had no idea how to change a diaper. “Crap.” Miranda sighed as the fact hit her, “Just, uh, stay right there sweetie, mommy needs to make a quick call.” Miranda took a few steps away from the changing table, much to the confusion of Kiki. After a few taps on her smartphone, Miranda brought her phone to her ear, “Lindsey, hey, I need some help.” -----EARTH----- John was bored, outrageously bored. The Bureau's recruitment center where he worked was dead quiet as it was on most Mondays, so he and some other recruiters were just relaxing in the lobby. People generally came to him during the weekend after having spent the following week getting their affairs in order. Though John's position as lead recruiter for this center demanded large amounts of paperwork, it still had to be sent from San Francisco. The flow of people entering the care of amazons was starting to dry up and he needed more recruits. He would have to loosen the restrictions he had put in place for certain kids of people. After a few months on the job, John could tell what kind of person was coming through the doors, be it someone trying to run from the law and wanting to escape to Amazonia (they turned those people over), someone who wanted to work for the Bureau, someone who wanted to enter the care of an amazon be it for the desire to be pampered, fulfillment of a sexual fantasy, or just wanting a new life, and those who wanted information on those who had been recruited by the center. The man storming in through the front doors was a member of the last group. “Jazz, get security here now.” John said as he stood up along with several other recruiters. “Got it.” A recruiter said before walking over to a phone on the wall and dialing. “I demand to speak with whomever is in charge here!” The man yelled at the receptionist. The man was dressed like a pastor, black shirt and pants with white clerical collar. “I'm the lead recruiter here.” John said as he walked towards the man, “What seems to be the problem, sir.” “I demand to know where my daughter Rebecca is!” The man yelled at John, bits of spittle flying from his mouth. “And who might you be sir?” John asked as the other recruiters walked up to the front desk. “Her father! Pastor Charles Matthews!” The man yelled again. A twinge went through John’s heart, the name rang a bell, he could be the father of the girl that came stumbling into the center last friday, if that was the case then he had to make sure that he left with no information about her, “Sir, any and all inquiries into individuals who may or may not have chosen to enter our programs must be made in person at our San Francisco headquarters. Now then, if that is all, I will now have security escort you from the premises.” John smiled as two security guards walked up behind him, each one had an extendable baton in their hands. John motioned to the guards and they began to walk towards the man. “Fine! I will go to San Francisco! I will take my daughter back by any means necessary.” The man yelled before storming out of the building. John frowned, “Irving, call Earth operations management and inform them of this incident. Something tells me that man is going to stir up a lot of trouble, both here and portal side.” END OF CHAPTER
  12. Oh, the adult part of Sandy's mind isn't going out without a fight. As for A Better Life, I would like to alternate updating that story with this one, however, soon we will reach a point where I need to wrap up this one because of plot elements that are introduced here will play a part in ABL
  13. CHAPTER 13 Stuart The Festivus break in Bureau operations had come and gone and now it was time to get back in the routine and back to work. Stuart’s day started like any other typical work day. Wake up at 5 AM, take a quick jog around the block and be home in time for Laurel to wake up and take her jog, shower and get dressed for the day in a suit and tie for the once a month directorate meeting, eat a quick breakfast with Laurel, wake up the girls, get them changed and ready for the day. Of course now that he had two littles to take care of, his morning routine took a bit longer than usual, but it still left him with plenty of spare time. Once Sandy and Michelle were situated in their highchairs with Laurel feeding them oatmeal, Stuart went about packing Sandy’s bag for daycare. “Let’s see what we have to work with today.” He smiled as he got one of the spare diaper bags down from the hall closet. After making sure that the bag was clean and free of any spiders he went to the nursery and started to fill the bag up. Since Michelle and Sandy used the same diapers most of the time he didn’t need to pack too many extras in the bag, but he still made sure that Sandy had enough for at least a few days. Stuart was happy that Sandy was starting to embrace her new role as a little, though a little help from Yunno never hurt either. Stuart glanced under the girl’s crib where an unopened mobile box lay. Laurel had yet to make a decision about when she wanted to use the hypo-program, or even if she wanted to at all. It didn’t bother Stuart, he knew that she wanted what was best for the girls and if laurel chose to use the program that it would be with the best intentions. “Diapers, check.” Stuart said as he packed a few of the Supremies diapers into the bag, those would only be for if Sandy misbehaved. Next was the changing supplies, while the daycare did have a stockpile of changing supplies on hand, Stuart preferred to supply his preferred brand of wipes and powder that he used on the girls. The daycare workers knew how picky Stuart and Laurel were when it came to their changing supplies. Stuart then selected a few outfits to pack just in case Sandy got a bit too messy. A few t shirts and overall pairs fit nicely in the diaper bag, and just like that the diaper bag was packed. Every so often Stuart would have to drop off fresh supplies, Stuart didn’t mind because he knew that Sandy would be in good hands. “Alright, the diaper bag is all packed, are the girl’s ready?” Stuart asked as he walked down the stairs with the diaper bag slung over his shoulder. Laurel nodded as she wiped Michelle’s mouth, “Just about, they have already taken their medication and they just need their shoes.” Laurel had dressed the girls nearly identically, both of them were wearing overalls, but Michelle was wearing an orange t-shirt where as Sandy was wearing a pink one “Thank you dear.” Stuart kissed Laurel’s cheek as he walked past her and into the garage. Stuart set the diaper bag in the trunk of the SUV before grabbing the girls’ shoes. He had gotten Sandy new shoes for Festivus, they were pink and white tennis shoes that slipped onto her feet. Stuart brought the two pairs of shoes into the kitchen and slipped them onto the correct little’s feet, “All ready for your first day of daycare sweetie?” Stuart used his thumb to wipe a bit of oatmeal off Sandy’s face. “I guess…” Sandy shrugged, “Can’t I just come stay with you and the rest of security?” As much as the girl was adapting to her life as a little, she was still very hesitant, even a little jumpy around other littles besides Michelle. Stuart chuckled a bit, “Sorry sweetie, Daddy has a boring old meeting he has to attend, so unfortunately that means you have to stay in the daycare.” “But what if I promise to be really quiet?” Sandy pleaded. She honestly did not want to go to daycare, she didn’t want other Amazons changing her, or carrying her. She only really trusted Laurel and Stuart. “No sweetie.” Stuart said as he took Sandy’s bib and placed it on the counter while Laurel took care of Michelle’s, “I promise that you will like daycare, afterall, Michelle will be there.” He said as he picked the two girls up, “Alright girls, say goodbye to mommy.” “Bye.” Sandy sighed as she got comfortable on Stuart’s hip. “Bye bye mommy!” Michelle waved to Laurel as Stuart carried them out to the car with Laurel opening the door for him. “Thanks dear, I’ll see you when I get home.” Stuart kissed Laurel. “Anytime dear.” Laurel waved to the girls, “And get me some good leaks, the network needs something juicy!” Stuart chuckled as he started to load the girls into their car seats, “I will give you what Liza says I can.” He smiled as he made sure that the two girls were buckled in nice and snuggly, “Love you.” “Love you too dear.” Stuart smiled at her as he backed the car out of the garage and started the drive to The Bureau. Inside the SUV Michelle was happily occupying herself with some toys that were on her carseat where as Sandy was simply staring out the window as the car quickly left the suburbs and got onto the highway. Every so often Sandy would spy another little in a car seat, some were happily playing with toys or watching something on seat-back screens while others were strapped down with pacifiers stuck in their mouths. Sandy tried to avoid looking at the latter ones. Stuart couldn’t help but feel his brain cells dying as he entered Capital City proper and was instantly stuck in traffic. Despite the powers that the Bureau may hold, no one was immune from traffic jams. The second Stuart saw the first Bureau checkpoint he couldn’t help but crack a smile. After a quick salute between him and the agent lead working the checkpoint and Stuart drove onto one of the private roads that led to the Bureau’s compound. A few more checkpoints later, Stuart was finally through to the compound. After expertly weaving SUV through the buses ferrying Bureau staff to and from their accommodations he drove his car down a ramp and into the underground parking garage. Stuart sighed in relief as he put the car in park right in his reserved parking spot. “I hate traffic.” He stretched a bit as he got out of the car. Almost the second that he stepped out of the car, Dimitri was waiting for him. Dimitri was dressed in a suit and tie as well, however, unlike Stuart, Dimitri had several bandages running around his head, a reminder of what had happened at the festival. “Good morning sir.” Dimitri gave Stuart a swift salute before glancing over at Sandy. The last time Dimitri had seen Sandy was when she was coming out of surgery following the incident, “The rest of the directorate is assembling in the boardroom.” “Thank you Dimitri.” Stuart said as he took Sandy’s diaper bag from the trunk and handed it to his vice-director of security, “Carry this for me will you.” “Yes sir.” Dimitri nodded and shouldered the diaper bag, “How is she doing by the way?” “Sandy?” Stuart smiled as he unbuckled the girls and placed them on his hip, “She is adjusting very well.” He said as he shut the door behind him and walked towards the elevator with Dimitri keeping pace next to him. “Sir, with all due respect, the minute an agent sees her.” Dimitri started before being cut off by Stuart. “It will be a cluster.” Stuart said refusing to curse in front of his littles, “I am very much aware of this. If word starts to get around, just tell the truth. The recruiters manipulated the system to recruit a candidate for adoption and that those responsible have been reprimanded.” Stuart pressed the call button on the elevator, “That should keep the agents quiet, if they have any more questions, have them come to my office.” He sighed as she entered the elevator, “First floor please.” “Yes sir.” Dimitri nodded and pressed the button. Within seconds the elevator doors closed and the elevator started to move upward, “I assume you are putting her in daycare?” “Correct.” Stuart nodded as the elevator arrived at the ground floor. The doors opened revealing a stream of both little and amazon employees moving in both directions. The second Stuart stepped out of the elevator he was greeted by constantly moving employees. “Good morning sir.” An amazon carrying a stack of files said as he weaved between Stuart and Dimitri. “Good morning Director Crimson.” A little in a lab coat muttered as she speed walked past Stuart. Stuart replied to every employee that greeted him, but it all got a little jumbled after awhile. Eventually he joined a line of Amazons dropping their littles off at daycare. The attendant was checking IDs to a sheet and making marks on it before taking the little and setting them on the ground on the opposite side of the half door. Eventually Stuart got to the front of the line. “Good morning, Cecil.” He smiled at the relatively young Amazon working the entrance. Cecil was a college student working on her early childhood development degree at a local university. “Good morning Director Crimson. Is Michelle ready?” The woman looked up from her clipboard and furrowed her brow, “Director, who is that?” Cecil pointed to Sandy with her pen. “This is Sandy. We adopted her just before Festivus. Say hi Sandy.” Stuart bounced the girl a bit. “Hi.” Sandy blushed a bit, suddenly becoming very aware of the collar around her neck. She was certain that Cecil had noticed it as well. “Director, you know the rules. Registering a new little for the daycare requires the filing of paperwork, especially for.” Cecil paused as she searched for the right word, “Trouble makers. No one is immune from the rules, not even you.” She sighed, “I can take Michelle, but if you wish to register Sandy, you need to talk with Ms.Hearth.” “Then I would like to talk with Ms.Hearth please.” Stuart said as he glanced back at the line developing behind him. “Very well.” Cecil sighed as she walked through a door painted to look like part of the happy forest mural that decorated the walls. She soon emerged with an Amazon woman slightly older than Stuart. Ms.Hearth looked over the rim of her tortoise shell glasses at Stuart. Her red-brown hair was tied back in a messy ponytail, “Stuart, why are you dropping off a little without paperwork on file?” “What can I say, I like to keep your team on their toes.” Stuart chuckled a bit. “Well you certainly are doing that. Giving Michelle a partner in crime and one that has a collar at that. Please tell me that you did not get her from the judicial system.” The woman ran her eyes over Sandy who shrank into Stuart. “No. I adopted her through our adoption program. She just had a bit of a hard time adjusting to her new life, hence the collar.” Stuart looked back at the line which was getting even longer, “Now then, how about we fill out paperwork in your office while Cecil here puts Sandy’s diaper bag in a cubby before the line gets too long.” Ms.Hearth poked her head out of the doorway, “Fine.” She opened the door and took the bag from Dimitri, “Michelle can go play while Sandy will come with us.” She handed the diaper bag off to Cecil, “Put this in an empty cubby and mark it with Sandy’s name please.” “Yes ma’am.” Cecil set the clipboard on a table next to the door before walking off to a wall of cubbies. Stuart set Michelle down, “Go play sweetie, Sandy will be right out to join you.” He patted her rear to encourage her, “Dimitri, go to the board room, I will catch up.” “Yes sir.” Dimitri nodded and quickly hurried back to the elevator. Ms.Heath opened the door in the decorated wall revealing a rather messy office with a bouncer and cradle next to the desk, “Take a seat.” She gestured to a wooden chair facing her as she sat down in a comfy computer chair. Ms.Heath reached into a filing cabinet and pulled out a packet of papers, “You know the drill Stuart. Full adoption information, diet preferences, changing schedule, punishments, quirks, etc.” She leaned back in her chair as she watched Stuart fill out the forms. Sandy tried to look at the forms as Stuart was filling them out but his hands were moving lightning fast. Occasionally Stuart would check the info on his phone. Michelle did make out a few categories and what Stuart had put in them. Under punishments, Stuart had put: Supremeis (Provided), spanking (bare-hand, hairbrush, and paddle), time out (Max 20 min), and enemas. Sandy shuddered after seeing that information she buried her face in Stuart’s shoulder. Ms.Heath looked over the information once Stuart handed the packet to her, “Do you plan on giving me a remote for her collar?” Stuart shook her head, “I don’t plan on having her wear it much longer.” He said as he adjusted his grip on the girl. “We both know that is not for you to decide.” Ms.Heath sighed, “She better not cause any trouble. My girls have their hands full with Michelle already.” Ms.Heath sighed as she scanned the packets into her computer system and filed the packet away in her cabinet, “Go ahead and set her in the main room, “If she causes trouble, you can expect a call from me. We may even start charging you.” She cracked a smile. “I’ll keep my phone on me.” He said as he looked at Sandy, “Sandy, listen, Ms.Heath and the other daycare workers are very nice. I know that you are nervous, but please try and have fun with Michelle and keep her out of trouble, can you do that for daddy?” Sandy nodded and rubbed her eyes a bit, “Yes sir.” “Atta girl.” Stuart smiled as he carried Sandy out of the office and back into the main room. Cecil had put the diaper bag in a cubbie that was now marked with Sandy’s name and had resumed her place at the entrance, “Daddy loves you.” He cooed as he set Sandy on the carpeted floor. He spied Michelle off with some other littles playing with some blocks. He started to walk towards the door when he felt Sandy grab onto his leg. “Don’t go.” She whimpered. Stuart sighed and knelt down to rub Sandy’s back, “Sandy, daddy needs to go to his meeting.” He kissed her forehead, “How about you go play with Michelle.” He gently pried her arms from his legs. “I got her sir.” Cecil said as she picked the little up, “Its okay Sandy, its okay.” She started to bounce the girl. Stuart could see tears starting to form in Sandy’s eyes. At this point it was best to just get it done. He sighed and quickly left the daycare, as he rounded the corner he could hear Sandy starting to cry. “First time is always the hardest.” Martha smiled as she patted Stuart on the back. Martha had forsaken her regular sweaters and had instead chosen an asphalt grey pants suit. “Martha?” Stuart was a bit surprised to see Martha not already in the boardroom. Martha was normally a stickler for being on time, “I thought you would have already taken the elevator up.” Martha shrugged, “The interchange was murder. Wreck on the exit for the historical district.” “Should’ve taken the 142 exit and then the tunnel.” Stuart said as the two of them started to walk through the halls of the building. “Probably should’ve.” She shrugged, “Though, I did notice you giving Cecil a bit of lip.” Martha glanced at Stuart as they approached a security checkpoint manned by uniformed Amazons that waved them through. “She stood her ground. She will be fine once she graduates.” He wiped his eyes a bit as they approached an elevator labeled “Directorate Only” “I think someone is missing his little trouble maker.” Martha poked fun at Stuart after she pressed the call button on the elevator panel. “Like you said, the first day is the hardest.” He nodded as he pressed the button for the tenth floor. “She is a tough girl. Once the shock wears off, she will have a good time.” Stuart was sure that Sandy would enjoy her day care experience, though it would just take a bit of adjustment, maybe a few days’ worth. Martha nodded in agreement, “Stuart, we may butt heads a bit.” “Alot.” Stuart smiled a bit as he corrected her. “Thank you. However, I can tell that you truly love and care for your littles. Beneath that rocky soldier exterior, there is a loving daddy.” Martha smiled as the elevator ascended. “Thank you Martha.” Stuart inhaled deeply as the elevator neared the tenth floor, “Another month, another meeting.” “Indeed. I can’t imagine that you like dressing up in a suit and tie just for a meeting.” Martha said as she adjusted her high heels. “Nope, you?” Stuart adjusted his tie using his reflection in the elevator door. “Same. Same, same, same.” She sighed as the doors opened revealing a boardroom that looked out over the compound. All other members of the directorate, vice directors included were sitting at a long oval shaped table that had manila folders in front of each seat. “Stuart, Martha, so wonderful of you to join us.” Liza tapped her fingers on the table, “Please take your seats, we are already behind schedule and we have a lot to discuss.” “Yes ma’am.” Stuart and Martha replied in unison before taking their seats next to their respective seconds. Liza cleared her throat, “Now that everyone is present we can officially start the monthly meeting of the directorate.” Liza looked at a little next to her, “Chuck, you have the floor. Bring us up to speed on current events of note.” “Yes director.” The little that responded to Chuck opened the folder, “If you would all please open your folders to page one, we will start with an update on our operational support of Libertalian anti-piracy operations in the Western Sea. Piracy is currently at an all time low, however, it has been impossible to fully wipe the pirates out. We believe that the nation of Tsuhib is providing refuge to the pirates. However, due to a Tsarian military lease on the island not much can be done in regards to trying to knock out the pirates’ operations without stepping on some toes.” Liza leaned forward, “Which we would very much like to avoid.” Chuck nodded, “Very much so. That actually brings us to our next update. Our envoy in Tsaria has been the subject of multiple protests in the last month, however, recently they have escalated to borderline assaults on the building. Tsarian National Police have set up a defensive cordon around the building, however, whether or not we can trust them in the long term is up for debate.” Chuck realigned his papers. Liza looked over at Stuart and Director Park of HR, “Stuart and So, I want you two to come up with a timeline for getting our people out of there, preferably before we open the Earth embassy.” “Yes director.” Stuart and So nodded and made notes on their papers Liza then looked at Martha, “Martha, start negotiations with the department of immigration about getting the few Tsarians that work for us visas.” Martha frowned a bit, “Trying to get visas for Tsarians is even harder than it was when we immigrated.” Martha frowned before turning towards Stuart, “Dimitri, what does the social engineering team have on some immigration higher ups?” “I’ll check and have it to you an hour after the meeting ends.” The little made a small note on his papers. Chuck nodded, “The final update of note on our side of the portal is that Galcian parliamentary elections are commencing in a few weeks. Projections indicate parties that have a pro-little rights stance will pick up a few seats, but not enough to cause a major shift in policy.” Chuck adjusted his tie, “That is all updates of note. Your folders will have a list of events that are not relevant to the course of the meetings. Per usual if you wish to discuss an event listed, please bring it up once after your department update.” Chuck nodded to Liza. “Thank you Chuck.” Liza turned to face the rest of the directorate, “As you all know, we will be assisting in the opening of the Amazonian embassy on Earth in a few weeks. The embassy will be approximately two city blocks away from our compound on Earth. Because of the gravity of the situation, I have requested our Earth operations manager give us a briefing on the situation.” Liza pressed a button on the conference phone in the middle of the table, “Petra, can you hear me?” A voice on the other end answered, “Yes director.” Liza smiled and reclined in her chair, “Excellent, go ahead and give us a run down of the opening.” “Of course ma’am.” The voice said, “As you all can imagine, this is the biggest event in the history of either of our worlds and as such, no one wants anything to go wrong. However, there are plenty of people that want everything to go wrong.” Shuffling papers would be heard, “There are about a dozen groups that are currently set to protest the opening. However, there is one group that is of particular worry. They are a born again christian organization called, The Right Hand of God. Their leader is a firebrand by the name of Lucas Growful. The group has plans to protest the opening. I have three special security teams shadowing the group, give the order and they disappear.” Liza shook her head, “That won’t be needed Petra, but keep the shadowing. I want teams close to them should they try anything.” Liza noticed that Stuart had a troubled look on his face, “Stuart, is everything alright?” “I’ve heard that name before.” Stuart looked through his folder, “But I can’t quite place it.” he rubbed his temples, “It may have been in an old security report.” He sighed, “I will check my files once the meeting concludes.” Liza nodded, “Sorry for that interruption Petra, continue please.” “Yes director.” Petra cleared her throat, “Given the magnitude of the event’s importance, dignitaries and leaders from across Earth are going to be in attendance which means there will be several dozen state security agencies present to protect their representatives. However, principal security has been left to us with investigative assistance coming from the FBI and manpower support coming from state and local police.” Petra took a breath, “Now, if you will look on page ten of your folder, we will be discussing basic Earth customs and protocols.” SANDY “I got her sir.” The Amazon cooed softly, “It’s okay Sandy, it’s okay.” Sandy felt herself being bounced but she didn’t care. All that mattered to her was that her daddy had left her at daycare with a bunch of strange Amazons. Despite the adult part of her telling her to stop crying, she couldn’t help but cry. She was upset after all, it was natural for littles to cry when they were upset. “Daddy.” Sandy cried as the Amazon stroked her hair and back. “I know sweetie, I know.” The woman sighed, “Luna, can you take over sign ins please? I gotta try and calm this one down.” “Not a problem Cecil.” The Amazon named Luna nodded and took the clipboard from Cecil. “Thanks.” Cecil sighed, “It's okay Sandy, it's okay.” She cooed as she walked over to the wall of cubbies and dug around in Sandy’s diaper bag before pulling out a pacifier. “I want daddy!” Sandy cried and grabbed onto Cecil’s shirt as she squirmed in the Amazon’s grasp. Sandy felt a pacifier nipple being gently pushed against her lips, so she opened her mouth and started sucking, this helped to calm her down. “There we go Sandy.” Cecil cooed as she sat down in a rocking chair with the little in her lap, “It’s okay, it’s okay. You are going to make lots of new friends here.” Cecil patted Sandy’s back as she slowly rocked the chair back and forth. “Sandy?” Michelle crawled towards the chair, “Sandy?” Michelle slowly stood up and used the seat of the chair to steady herself. Cecil smiled and picked up Michelle before setting her next to Sandy, “See, Michelle isn’t crying. Michelle has lots of fun at daycare, isn’t that right Michelle?” Michelle nodded, “Uh huh! I do!” She smiled a bit and hugged Sandy, “I’ll show you how to play, okay?” Sandy wiped her eyes and nodded as she kept sucking on the pacifier, “Hmhhhhm.” Sandy looked up at Cecil. Cecil smiled as she stopped the rocking chair, “There we go.” She cooed and set the two littles down, “Now crawl along you two. I will get you when it's time for outdoor playtime.” She said as she walked over to the front door where Luna was working drop offs, “It feels weird having outdoor playtime right after Festivus.” Cecil said as she took a little from an Amazon and set her on the ground. “You’re telling me.” Luna scribbled some things on the clipboard, “I slept with the AC on last night.” She said as she inspected an ID and made a mark on the check in sheet, “It’s that high pressure system that is coming up through the Golden Islands.” Luna sighed as she looked through the sheet, “That looks like everyone, except for one.” “Who?” Cecil said as she looked at the sheet. “Says here that the little’s name is Ashley. She should be getting dropped off by Agent Freesias.” “Mellow?” Cecil looked at the sheet, “I didn’t think that she had a little.” “She doesn’t, well, didn’t. She said her wife didn’t want one.” Luna looked at the sheet. “Let me check the paperwork.” Cecil disappeared into the office only to return a few minutes later, “Adopted two days ago, diaper bag was dropped off yesterday.” “Via what method?” Luna pinched the bridge of her nose, having to deal with one new little is bad enough but two would be a nightmare. Little daycares had their own hierarchies and every new addition meant that the littles would have to find their places in that hierarchy again. “Candidate from Earth.” Cecil sighed, “All punishments allowed though.” “Great, just great.” Luna sighed as she heard Amazon footsteps coming down the hallway along with the muffled screams and protests of a silenced little, “Here they are.” “Ashley, please stop squirming!” Mellow sighed, “You are going to make me drop you!” “Morning Mellow.” Cecil looked at Mellow struggling to hold the little with an inflatable pacifier stuck in her mouth and mittens and booties tied around her hands and feet respectively. Cecil could see the bags under the agent’s eyes, “Rough night?” “You could say that.” Mellow said as she set the little on the lip of the half door. The little’s thick diaper providing a large cushion between her and the door, “She just refused to go to sleep last night. I think she passed out from exhaustion around 3 AM.” “Well she clearly is still full of energy.” Luna remarked as she checked off the box on the sign in sheet, “It's going to be interesting with two new littles today.” Mellow nodded a bit as Cecil took Ashley and set her on the ground, “Who is the other one?” Cecil looked down at Ashley, “Go play dear.” She motioned for the little to go play with the other littles, “Director Crimson’s new girl, Sandy.” Mellow’s eyes went wide as she peered into the daycare and spoted Michelle and a few other littles showing Sandy how to stack blocks. Even though Sandy now had dark hair instead of blonde, Mellow could still recognize her, “That’s where she went.” Mellow muttered. “What was that?” Luna said as she hung the clipboard on a hook by the door. “Nothing. I just remembered I need to talk with Director Crimson.” Mellow said as she stretched a bit. Luna nodded, “Have fun with that.” She said as she shut the top half of the door and sighed, “This is going to be a long day.” “You can say that again.” Cecil said as she watched Ashley waddle off towards the group of littles playing with blocks. END OF CHAPTER
  14. New chapter will be dropping sometime this weekend ideally. However, the chapter is mainly from an Amazon point of view with minimal Little stuff. There will be some stuff from a little's point of view, but its minimal. If you love world building, this is the chapter for you!
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