Bladderbrain

Ch6. A new day or a Bad start doesn't mean you cant win. The night didn't go well. When I arrived home I was wet, I hadn't remembered doing that. I chalked it up to the pill, though it made me a little grumpy, I decided I could stay in it, sat on my porch drinking and thinking. The pleasure pill took the edge off of anything negative I thought, it allowed me to have a good clear perspective, I believed. Those thoughts kept filtering back to today. Cindy and the waitress had been completely ok with diapers and seemed even more ok with being manhandled by the giants. Could it really be true? Could littles be ok with those maternal/paternal starved monsters? It was beginning to seem that way. In any case, Tina's smile always brought me back to a good place. I need to see it again. Even with the beer and the pill, I spent the night tossing and turning, nightmares and wonderful dreams of both Cindy and Tina. Everytime I would wake up it felt like hands were lulling me back to sleep. When the sun came up I called my mobster of a boss to say I wouldn't be in. "Hello mister Handicraft, I'm sorry but I won't be in today I am feeling under the weather." "Oh really?" Came the reply. "Do you think I don't know you're going to go out and play all day? You Littles can't be trusted at all. I'm not going to give you a break. What's even wrong with you?" I had not prepared my speech very well and I stammered into it. "Well you see, I'm not feeling all that well, and umm l, I mean my stomach is out of sorts, and uhhh I just can't make it to the office." He wasn't going to fall for that one. "That's bologna, if you really are feeling that bad and can't get here I'll send the car. Better be telling the truth, I see an attitude adjustment in your future if not." A little shaken, I changed the sodden diaper I had on and tried my best to figure it all out before the car got to me, but the fact it felt like someone was giving me a foot massage with every step made it hard to think. In the end I had nothing even after the ride into the office. Mr Handicraft, looked me over, " you don't appear to have any problems." There was anger in his voice. I quickly stammered out "my stomach is on my inside." I should have known better. It was not even possible to think that wasn't going to go badly. Smart off to the manager of the littles support team. He didn't hesitate. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to my cubicle. "Little one, if you ever talk to me like that again, you will have the rest of your pathetic life to regret it. I'll chalk this up to that upset stomach you keep lying to me about, but so help me. One more screw up and I'll have you in the crib in my office, pushing your insides out until the dogs come home." I was already trembling, I was too concerned to move, my mind had gone blank. Where he'd grabbed me it had felt like he was caressing me. I felt fear and comfort from it. My head couldn't process it. So I sat staring at him like I'd lost all rational thought. Mr. Handicraft seemed to notice, and his paternal care side kicked in a little. "You ok, sport? You look like the world doesn't make sense anymore." Boy was that an understatement. "You know what, I think you do need an adjustment, but not the same one I wanted to give you. Come with me, little guy." The gentler tone didn't fix my emotional state any. "Yes sir." I stumbled out and plodded along behind him. The diaper I was wearing felt 3 times its normal size. We went past his office to the little care lounge, which was really a discipline room in disguise. My fear peaked while my shoulders relaxed from the messaging they felt like they were getting. I stopped in the door, was he going to Spank me? Or put me in time out? Either way he was going to find out about the diapers I am wearing. Seeing me stop, he turned. "It's alright. No punishments, it may not be pleasant but it will fix that little tummy of yours." He immediately walked to the enema station, I had never been misfortunate enough to be subject to one of these. I was beckoned in. "It'll be over fast, and I'll make the settings as comfortable as possible, and no diapers even. Sound fair?" No, but I didn't have a choice did I? "Alright big guy, let's get those pants off." For obvious reasons, I hesitated, he did not however, and went straight for pantsing me. And there it was, my shame on display. Needless to say, Mr. Handicraft was a little shocked. "Where did those come from? In your interview we asked if you were potty trained. Why are you in diapers?" I started to cry, it was all too much. Everything felt like I was in heaven but it was all going to hell. I looked down and the front of the diaper had damning evidence of its own there. "You know company policy, only adults work here, crying, wetting your diapers, does that sound like an adult? You're still getting that enema." Pulling the diaper off in one swift motion not even bothering with the tapes, he shoved me on the enema chair and flipped a switch. Immediately I was cuffed down. I began pleading and begging. I was ignored. A nozzle found its way from under the sink to under the chair. At no point could it have been called gentle or nice, but it felt nice because of the pill. The overstimulation sent me into new waves of sobs. At that instant the nozzle pushed itself into me and began pumping. I cried in ecstasy and fear, Mr Handicraft began to lecture me. "Do you think it's OK to lie? Hmm? This is unacceptable behavior. I have a mind to see if I can have you declared a child so you can be adopted and properly raised. Why even the worst brats know better than to lie." He went on while I was filled with dreadful and yet terribly wonderful enema fluid. Once it finished he picked me up and put me on the changing table. There was no powder or loving touch in it at all. Just stuffed into a new diaper. This one much fluffier and wider, it would be hard to walk. I was carried, my shame on display to Mr. Handicrafts office and thrown, literally, into the crib there. My bag and laptop tossed in beside me. "Work from there, I'll reconsider your punishment for lying if you do well today. If not, well, the paddle will get some use." My world was upside down. It took 10 minutes to stop the tears, each sob shook my body and caused waves of comfort in the middle of my despair. It was causing me to be overwhelmed and my mind couldnt process anything. I knew what was waiting for me, I couldn't do anything to prevent it. First I was going to go through this enema, and be left here in it. Then I was going to be here until he came back and spanked me into oblivion. My head began to race, and I started to panic. My mind lost all traction against the problem and I started into hysterics. I didnt deserve this. How had it all gone wrong? Why was this happening? I didn't do anything wrong. My thoughts were going a million miles a minute. I was going to be here until Mr. Handicraft ruined me. I'd never see Tina's smile again. That stopped my hysterical tirade. Her face, I wanted her so badly. it sounded weird in my head even then in the midst of it all. But the thought of her calmed me immediately. My fear was still there but I knew she'd come save me, I knew she would save me, she had seemed to want me so badly. But How would she find me? especially if that oaf of a troll takes me to be declared unfit. He could have me adopted in a week. I could get to her before then. All I had to do was wait for the pill to finish and then… Wait the button! She said push it and she would come! She never said I needed to wait. My stomach roared in agreement. I spent several seconds fighting back, I went into my bag and found where I'd left it. Holding it I flipped the cover up and there shining was a big red button, all I had to do was push it. I only hesitated for a moment. It felt like a huge relief and a terror at the same time. Like I'd pulled myself to safety from a bear to find myself fighting a lion. At least the lion seemed to want good things for me. At that moment my stomach gave out, and so the inevitable end came. The whole enema came crashing into my diaper. I broke laying there sobbing, my hope gone. I could only wait… __________________________ Tina was at lunch when the warning alert came in. Blaring from 3 places, her watch, phone and tablet all went crazy. It was her special project, he had hit the button. At first she was worried, but something slowed her down. With a sly smile she thought, he was probably in a wet diaper and didn't know what to do with it. She laughed and shook her head, silly little baby. He needed her for everything, he just didn't know it yet. Looking at the tablet, he wasn't far. The GPS tracker had the button at his work. Strange, I thought he would have stayed home today. It was his MO. That old coot of a boss of his probably bullied him into the office. I'll go check on the baby. Paying her tab with the auto function on the table, she left at a brisk walk. 2 blocks down and three left. It was a nicer day, a little warm for her but she usually was warm. Arriving at the office, something just felt off. Second floor, his cubicle was the second row, 5th door down. He wasn't there, her heart leapt. Where was he? Looking at the tracker again it pointed right to that morons office. Charles Handicraft, if he had done anything… Tina swore then and there he'd be working in the ice fields managing penguins. Charles was going to regret ever taking his first breath before she was done. Breaking into his office was as simple as pushing the door open. The man had a propensity to harm littles, like most littles loved sweets, he loved hurting them. She was going to hurt him. Charles wasn't there, but in the crib she could see a figure. Sure enough it was her boy. There was an obvious odor. Not good! That means the pill had been interrupted and likely overloaded his system. He was probably all but delirious. "Tina..help me" he mumbled. That oaf Charles may have even done the hard work for her. He was still going to get his just deserts. Picking up the little she could smell the mess already there. He melted to her and her heart felt whole again. He probably wouldn't remember this but she sure would. Turning to go, Charles was standing there looking like he might pass out all on his own. To him Tina looked like a demon coming for his soul. "Charles" She growled, almost sounding demonic, "you will pay for this. You don't even know what you have done. I assure you though, you will regret this day." "Ms. Tina! What a surprise? I mean you told me to treat him like normal, like he wasn't anything special. He talked back and lied to me. Told me his stomach hurt. He was trying to play me for a fool. This was justice." "The one just thing in this is that you may have done what I needed done, but the ends don't justify the means you use to get there. You will regret this day!" With that she carried her precious cargo out the door, hailed a cab and went to the clinic the coalition had established. She needed to counter the pill, and fast. Ch 7 The Beginning or the End I woke up in pain, not much but it was there. My head was still swimming, she was there. Like an angel, I didn't remember much after pressing the button but I remember her silhouette when the door opened. She seemed an angel, perfect and powerful. "Im sorry." I whispered. Her eyes moved to me and she smiled, moving the hair out of my face and caressing me like I was a small child. It was ok with me, if it helped her feel better in the moment. The least I could do was sit there and allow her to play with my head. "Sweety, there is no need to apologize. I had already told that rat of a man to not harass you. He apparently didn't listen. Anyway, I'm already working on it, he will be moved to a penguin habitat in the frozen lands far away. I promised him as much when we left." She seemed to relax, "speaking of, what do you remember?" "I remember trying to get out of work by saying my stomach felt bad. Mr Handicraft didn't like that. He sent the company car to pick me up. When I got there he discovered I was wearing a diaper and decided an enema would fix it. He wouldn't stop. Said I lied to him and he would teach me to not lie. He left me in the crib and told me to do my work, but the pill kept making me feel good and I felt bad and everything got crosswired and I panicked. I'm so sorry I hit the button early." " shhhh shhh shhh, it's ok" She cooed trying to calm my frantic response. "It's not your fault. It's good you pushed the button, otherwise the pill may have hurt you. When the enema was introduced it likely forced the entire pill to be consumed. In that scenario we are lucky it wasn't worse. The doctors say you will recover fully." She continued reassuringly "the side effects should wear off in the next few hours and you can go home or…" She had stopped instead of pushing forward. What was she up to? "Or what? Please tell me." "Or you could come with me, if you don't want to be alone. I have space for you at my home. My little one and I would welcome the company. We could also spend sometime talking about what you want." Why did that sound fantastic? She had saved me after all, maybe it was influencing my thoughts. Maybe I just wanted to be with her. "You don't have to decide now. Just think about it." "I want to." I blurted out. "What?" She seemed stunned. "I guess it feels safer, he was going to hurt me, but.. you saved me." It all sounded right, it played like a horror film in my head but it sounded right. Her smile came with a tear of joy. "You will be most welcome. We will leave as soon as the doc clears you, we can go grab some clothes for you on the way." She paused, " if you change your mind it's ok." "How long have I been asleep?" "About 18 hours, you had me worried there for a bit." Worried about me? Why? No one worries about me anymore. Ever since my parents vanished probably in hiding or something, I had never had anyone care for me. She held my hand for the next ten minutes talking to me about how I was a mess. I felt very childish with her but it was good. She had done so much for me in the past few hours. When the doctor came in he did a couple more tests, and cleared me to leave. Telling Tina I likely needed to stay diapered for a few more hours. Maybe overnight for a couple days. The mess in my system was a little bit more than I should/could probably handle. There was a clear warning before he left. No A.S.S for at least 4 days or until all side effects had ended. I laughed, Tina told me I was acting like a little boy, the doc smiled and said all littles find it funny. We went by my house and gathered a few things, clothes, toiletries and such and headed out. Tina said we needed to stop by the store for some supplies, all she had at home was for girls, and no boy wanted that. So off we went to a general store and grabbed a few things to make sure I had boy things and diapers that were white instead of cutesy. I had made an argument for no diapers but the fact I was standing in a wet one that had only been put on me 20 minutes ago defeated anything I had going for me. We arrived at Tina's house shortly before dark. It was almost like a fairy tale. The sun was setting and it shined on her house like it was trying its best to light it up. There were flowers in the front of the not so modest two story brick home. The car pulled in and I could see the backyard had a playset and a nice patio. It felt like a comfortable place. "We're here" Tina quipped as she began getting out of the car. She came around and helped me get out, having to ride in a special seat irked me but what are you going to do? Especially when you can do little more than walk. *sniff sniff* "uh oh, someone needs a change. Let's get you upstairs and settled, I'll run you a hot bath so you can relax and play." I hadn't noticed the mess, this was getting beyond annoying. A bath would be most welcome. I must have shown how upset it made me because Tina reminded me "Remember the doctor said it would pass. All you have to do is keep it clean for a few hours and it'll show me the side effects are over. "I don't ever want another blue pill." I pouted, Tina bent down to my level. That beautiful face inches from mine and said "I'm sorry this happened. Because it did, I will care for you until it passes. This wasn't what I wanted to happen but now that it has, can we try to make the best of it?" I was back in that crib again mentally, I started to cry and for some reason I leaned forward and into Tina's arms, who wisely didn't pick me up, she just held me there on the driveway. When I backed away I could see she had been crying a little too. What was I to this woman? A toy? A project? A baby? Nothing conventional seemed to fit. She treated me respectfully but also seemed to push my needs ahead of my wants, especially when I put my wants ahead of my needs. Maybe I am her needs, that thought rocked my world. What could I fulfill that she needed? That would have to wait because Tina was apparently ready to move inside. "My little girl will be so happy to see you, she has been worried sick since I sent her a message saying you were hurt. Anyway, she always gets excited when someone might join our coalition." She kept going on and on, but I zoned out. This grassroots "coalition" movement seemed to have some momentum. Even scarier, it had power. If she could just get my boss sent to the frozen tundra on her whim she definitely held some sway with some powerful people. Or maybe she had that power herself. I didn't know but it gave me a little anxiety. "Baby girl, we are home!!" Tina announced our entry to the house. A disembodied voice answered from somewhere. "Yay, mommy you're home!" Tina responded, "I'll come check on you in just a second sweetheart, I need to get our guest settled." "OK, mommy" that voice sounded familiar. We went upstairs and into a room that looked like it was set for a very young child. A race car bed, and a lot of toys you would think a boy would want. Dinosaurs on the wall and even a TV screen for something was on the dresser. A changing table with stairs sat adjacent to the bed. Can't forget that now can we? "This is where you'll stay. There's a bathroom through that door. And everything you might need is in the cabinets here." She went into the bathroom and I heard the water start running. "We can get your things unpacked after the bath." She walked to the changing station and patted the top,"come on let's get you at least partly cleaned up so the bath doesn't end up being gross." Reluctantly I climbed the stairs and layed down. Flashbacks from yesterday came flowing in. Tina was gentle though, she pulled the tapes back, making soft affirming noises. Joking about how stinky I was, laughing and carrying on. She cleaned me very well, even lifted my legs herself and forced my behind into a very embarrassing view. I was obviously red faced, "you have no reason to be embarrassed." Walking to the bathroom with a naked me she turned the water off and asked, "would you like to sit on the potty for a few minutes first?" "No, I'll be fine." The bath had bubbles and smelled like she had put a perfume in it. "I'll let you soak a bit, make sure to wash well before I get back or I'll have to do it myself." It sounded both menacing and joking, but I took her seriously. Climbing into the gigantic tub, the water only came so high but it was all right for me. The water felt a little too warm, as I sat down though I adjusted to it. I went ahead and washed as well as I could, the chance of mishap was too costly. I didn't want to wash with my urine. Settling in I relaxed, ignoring the toys and stuff. I began to drift away and think, trying to just organize my thoughts. This had started like any encounter with an Amazon, forced into a position of babyfication. But it had been for pleasure and not for pain or punishment. It had been disconcerting to lose control immediately like that, even if it had been temporary. Those pills though, I wasn't addicted, at least I didn't feel like I was. It was more like it was my absolute favorite thing to eat and it was sitting in front of me, something I hadn't eaten for months. In my defense the green ones were pretty killer. Literally in the case of the blue one. Supposedly there were 2 more, sure enough they'll make me lose everything. I suppose they will have some crazy other variations like the blue one did. I'm sure Tina will offer them soon enough. At least she will have to wait for a couple days. Tina came back in what felt like a few minutes, but she insisted it was almost 30. She had had to clean up after the girl in the house, apparently she had made a mess trying to get dinner ready. She held out a big towel, protecting my modesty, which seemed odd since she had already seen, cleaned and been way touchy with my intimates. "Let's hurry so there is no messy mess, ok? No one wants that, do we?" Quickly wrapping me up she seemed to go into auto mode. Picking me up and whisking me out of the bathroom. "Hey! Wait a minute!" I yelped. She paused and sat me down, "sorry there, I know I should have asked, now hurry up on the table please." Up on the table she quickly went to work and began drying me off. My face went red immediately, she got out a few bottles and selected one, on it I could only read "scented oil." "This oil is to help keep your skin soft, it also has a calming scent. It'll help you rest. I'll also use a powder to help keep you feeling drier and more comfortable." She moved to the powder and applied it very deftly. By the time she finished I was feeling a little bit better, but the next part was what I feared most. "I know you don't want this right now, but I don't have a choice. I want to make it as good of an experience as I can." Cleaning her hands with a wipe she pulled a white rectangle out and unfolded the damnable diaper. She fluffed it so it would have a little less resistance and be more comfortable. My legs and powdered bottom went up and slid a pillow under me, or at least it felt that way. Soft and thick. "Now I know these aren't your standard diaper, and they tend to be thicker due to you needing it all night, but it's the right choice for right now." It felt like a truck was being parked between my legs, it was huge. She taped the diaper closed with expert level skill, it wasn't rumpled or loose or too tight. It was perfectly done. Reaching for one more thing she pulled out what looked like a shirt, but with buttons. A onesie? It was a plain gray but still, a onesie!! "Do I have to?" "Ofcourse, it'll keep the diaper in place and stop leaks in the night. Now no fighting please. Arms up!" She started sternly but ended cheerfully. Buttoning it in the crotch she sat me up, motioning for a hug. I had to admit she had done a good job, it was very comfy for a diaper. Realizing I was sitting there staring at my crotch, I looked up and accepted her embrace dispassionately. She held on tight and said, "I know it's been a rough day, and you've been through quite the ordeal. It's over now, let's go eat dinner and get an early night. I think I managed to salvage the mess maker's dinner." "Mommy?," I heard from just outside the door. I looked over in time to see the cracked door open and a familiar face appeared. I must have reacted somehow, because Tina let go of the hug and looked down at my face. I was stunned, there in a diaper and onesie of her own stood the girl my mind could not forget. "Cindy..." was all I could muster.

Ch.4 Standing outside the building, I could see the corporation named "Building better lives." It was an odd sort of place, the symbol with 2 concentric circles and a heart around them was emblazoned beside the door, the image itself almost as tall as a little. It wasn't easy to miss. How had they gotten away without ever being talked about before? What was this coalition all about? Littles and amazons would stream in and out talking to each other. Not in the usual badgering that came with amazons but almost like both sides wanted to talk. Mustering all my courage, I crossed the street to go in and see what I could find. As I reached the turn style door it swung and a little came flying out. Well maybe not flying but definitely faster than I was expecting, and well, she ran me over. Trying to gather myself back together I sat up, noticing the woman that had hit me, she was a brunette wearing a nice business coat and skirt that was currently riding up a bit. As she sat up collecting herself I saw a very plainly obvious childrens pattern on her underwear. A DIAPER?! My mind reeled with confusion. Why would she be in a diaper and have a job? If she had been adopted then…? She seemed to notice my confusion, and that I had noticed her secret. "It's OK, its not really a secret around here." Her voice was gentle and caring, it sounded like honey to me. I had never really wanted to date much, if you had someone and the monsters took you from them, I didn't want to hurt anyone like that, or be hurt like that for that matter, but I knew I wanted to know her more. Her voice snapped me back to the present, "were you going to go inside? It's a pretty nice office but make sure to check in first, we really don't like people snooping around. My names Cindy, and I'd be glad to show you to the security desk if you want." "Ummm," I stammered, not really sure what to say. I hadn't planned on talking to anyone. "I don't need to, I mean I wasn't going to, it's not like that." She laughed "Don't worry I won't tell anyone. I hope I see you soon, you seem like a curious person. Well, I do need to get going, I have to be home soon." With that she was off, me still sitting on the curb bewildered. I walked down the street so thoroughly confused I wasn't sure what to do. I must be going crazy, seeing things maybe. Cindy, she had been quite eye-catching, I think I developed a crush instantly. I really needed to get it out of my head though. She had a mommy or a daddy, no little that didn't would wear a diaper like that if they were free. Even if she'd actually had a real reason to be in them, it would have been plain or with a more sophisticated pattern on it. What was more confusing was that she was wearing adult clothes. She seemed to have a job here. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going until I looked up and saw that I was only 2 blocks from the bakery Tina had mentioned. I am NOT GOING! But.. I was… or rather I had walked myself here. Subconsciously or deliberately or even accidentally I had walked myself here. I stopped across from the bakery, watching, waiting, wondering, worrying. There she was, back to a wall, at a table outside the bakery, as pretty as she was the night she abducted me and started me down this nightmare. Why was I still here? Why wasn't I running? She had a natural beauty, not something in a bottle or loads of makeup. She was wearing a dress, loose at the bottom and form fitting at the top. She was endowed just like most of the Amazons, but it fit her. She seemed elegant and relaxed. While I was watching she smiled, even laughed a little, picked her phone up, typed something in and set it down, her smile never leaving her face. My phone dinged an alert. Impossible, she couldnt have known! It was a text, sure enough it was her. "I see you cutey, are you playing detective? Come over and have a drink or a cookie or something." Could I run now? She could easily catch me, what with the giant legs she had. Had she just made a good guess? No way, this woman never guessed, maybe a slight gamble but never guessed. She was too sure of herself. What to do? My heart was pounding as I took off my glasses and cap. No use hiding anymore. Her smile broadened, it seemed to light up her face, it felt comforting and I felt like I wanted to see that face more and more. She motioned like you would to a small scared child, showing she meant no harm. Really though, what harm could she cause out here in such a public place? What is wrong with me?! She's a behemoth! She only wants to torture me to soothe some kind of manic desire. What am I going to do? There's no simple fix, but that smile, I want that smile more, I want to see it aimed at me! I was halfway across the street before I realized I had even moved. Realizing that fact I stopped, Tina had looked down at her phone and didn't see that I had stopped until a car blew its horn at me. She was up in a flash! She left her table and was beside me. "Are you ok? Did they hurt you? Do you need any help?" What was going on? I was too startled to respond. Yelling at the car, she ushered me to the sidewalk. "I am sorry if I startled you, I was worried that the car might hurt you." She SEEMED genuinely concerned. "I.. I'm alright, I guess." She looked amused at that. "You guess? Are you worried I will hurt you? I promise I will only ever act in the interest of both our desires." There it was again, that cryptic talk that both amazon and little could live happily, in harmony and coexist. "How can you do that? How can you want what I want?" "I didn't say that, now did I? Sometimes the best way to live is for someone else." It was not getting less confusing yet, "this isn't helping." She smiled a pitying smile, one that seemed to understand my plight. " I can tell you a lot more today than I have told you so far, and I will. What I would like to do though is let you ask questions first, allow you to catch up then I will tell you more." My first question came out so fast I didn't have time to consider it. "What did you do to me?" Oops! I should not have been so rude. Without batting an eye she responded gently, "I haven't done anything permanent, no addictions or brainwashing, no hypnosis or alterations. I don't plan to yet. The A.S.S pills you have used are exactly what you have experienced. There are 4 variants to the pills, which we will discuss later. There are some more lasting ones but again we will talk about them before you ever even see one." Could she be telling the truth? This all seemed so open, honest. Why? "How long have you been watching me?" "I've had my eyes on you for about 2 years. This is the first time I have had time to get to you and devote myself to rewarding you. We like to get to know the littles we interact with quite well before revealing everything to them." "Who is we?" She only paused for a moment before reaching into her purse and pulling a piece of paper out. "This agreement is simply to say that if you decide not to move forward with us that we can remove the memories of who we are, you would not remember any of this. It also requires you to keep the coalition a secret from anyone. That means in writing or speech you cannot communicate who we are. Before I tell you more I need you to sign this." She pushed the paper to me with an etch pen. "While you read it, I can order you a cookie and milk if you'd like? My treat?" She sounded so enthusiastic on that last question I almost agreed. "Oh, no need to be worried, if I wanted to poison you or anything I could have done so already." Made sense, I gave a nod of my head and that blessed smile came back. My heart felt warm and welcomed again. She motioned the waitress over. "Sweetheart, this is one of our newest potentials, can you get him a glass of milk and a cookie please? Oh, and no sippee cup today I think." She beamed at me. "Oh I do hope you will join us." She seemed about to bounce off the ground, as she turned to go Tina did something completely unexpected. She checked the girls diaper, honestly I had not seen she was wearing one until the waistband was pulled out. "Let me know if you need another change, sweetheart." The tweener nodded and still beaming went to get the order. God, what was going on? She was completely there, no sign of the hypnosis or drugs that altered her mind at all. My confusion was being converted to curiosity, I didn't like it. I read every line and every word, it all seemed very simple. Phrases like "You will not speak to anyone about the coalition," "never reveal who is in the coalition," it went on, but nothing was truly overwhelming. My cookie came, it was a good one, with coconut and chocolate, perfectly baked. The tweener waitress, still smiling from ear to ear, claimed she had "made it herself, with no extra help." She seemed happy… In the end what could I do? If I ran who knows what would happen, if I signed who knew what would happen. At least I could control a little bit, so I signed. Ch5. Some Answer's Tina's smile only seemed to grow warmer as I signed, it felt like I was going to lose my life. She began "We are a coalition of Amazon's named 'better way families.' We have existed for close to 6 years now. Our goal is to unite littles and Amazons exactly as nature intended. As parent and child" my hackles went back up, but I remained silent,"I know that's a scary thought, but the goal is to make a relationship that both sides agree is a good one. Take our good girl over here." She gestured at the waitress helping other patrons of the bakery. "We brought her in about 2 years ago, she chose this life and we helped to find an Amazon that would respect her needs as well. She needs to feel grown up at times, she wants to feel independent, she really loves to go shopping with her daddy, I'm told. Here she has a job that doesn't push her too much and allows her some independence. At home, her mommy keeps her well cared for as a baby. Loved, wanted, and safe. She can be what she really is." Winding down, Tina looked at me questioningly. Something was gnawing at my mind. "How many littles have you brought into the coalition?" I asked. "Oh, I stopped counting, but if I had to guess it would be close to a 100. No one has been as successful as I have, but we all work together." The number left me stunned. Tina kept going. "We use the offices we have deals with not only to run the corporations that cover our project but also we use them to identify littles like you, my beautiful boy. This arrangement gives us jobs to dole out to littles that need them as well it gives us considerable income." "This sounds too much like a scam." I replied half to myself. Tina laughed, "I'm sure it does to you, Amazons have done nothing but lie and cheat and hurt you." That last seemed to almost be said in tears. "You see, my precious one, I have been watching you so much I've grown quite fond of you, and honestly I want to hurt those that hurt you, and repair the damage they did." It all seemed too much for me. I had seen enough that I needed to ask, "so why am I here?" "Because I want you, I want you as my little. I won't lie to you." There it was the catch, my stomach turned. "Remember, I would never go too far for you." "So if I say no?" She immediately teared up, "then we would go to the office, wipe any memory of us and you'd be free to go." I had just signed the agreement… Still wiping her eyes, "but I hope you choose different, I hope you will think on it, but as a reward I have brought you a choice." Reaching once again into her bag, she pulled out a familiar green bottle and and a blue bottle. "Remember I mentioned there were variations to the pleasure pills? Here is your first variation. The green you have had quite a good taste of. The blue however, is new. Let me explain it; it is a longer release, it will take 2 or three days to fully go through your system. The effects and the side effects are weaker, instead of it being a complete wash of reality, it gives the user a good sense of happiness and pleasure for multiple days. It's purpose is to be a longer but gentler one. You will lose control again but only on the last night, until then you will be constipated. So yes a diaper will be needed." Lots of info right there. She wasn't done though, "I will let you pick which one I give you." My eyes locked in on the pills, I was willing and wanting, I couldn't help myself. The obvious choice was the blue one, even a fraction of the green over multiple days? Who would be dumb enough to choose a few minutes over a few days? Especially when it didn't end with me on the floor covered in feces. "I want the blue one" too fast! I had played my hand at how desperately I wanted this. Tina only smiled, "one more thing though, I get to give it to you, diaper you, and clean you up. Deal? I know you skipped and destroyed the last one so I am making it part of the deal." Why not? I'm already a stark blind moron, why not take the next step into foolishness? "If I have to." I replied. And anyway she'd already done it once… Ch.5. The process or the possibilities Tina started, "I'll be fast and gentle, i promise." Quickly and deftly unfastened my pants. We had moved to the changing room of the bakery so she could do the deed. Once my pants were no longer an obstacle she quickly put on some powder, stating "we can't have you ruining your experience with a rash on that patootie, can we?" "These will come off whenever you need them to." My bottom was lifted and a diaper placed there. The long awaited pill was inserted up my bum, and like magic turning into lubricant straight away. Tina pulled it between my legs and I had never felt more defeated. Being taped in I remained quiet and embarrassed, but Tina was perfectly happy, "Now my little boy, isn't that comfy? All ready for his big adventure. Such a cute little one." "Now this one will take longer to activate but will not take as long as it will for you to get home, so I will call you a cab. One last thing, when you finally do reach the end of the pill, no matter where you are, push this button." Handing me a device, it was just that: a button. "It will let me know you need me to clean you up. As well here are a few extra diapers." Handing me 4 fresh all white, pillows for my rear. "Remember you cannot sit on the potty all day, so I expect you to use these, understand me?" Taking a very motherly tone, I nodded. I wasn't going to even try avoiding it since she had already figured out how I had skipped the last one. Placing them in a carry all she handed it and a few other supplies to me. Called me a cab and as it pulled up she bent down and surprised me with a hug. "I hope we will be together again soon." At first I resisted the hug, but it felt good to be held and so I allowed it. By the time the cab pulled up to my house the pill had taken full effect, it was not nearly as intense but I felt like I was enjoying a message all the time. It was wonderful. I was really looking forward to the next couple days. Oddly enough, I wanted to see Tina again. I was already missing her, and I couldn't get Cindy out of my head either. Both faces fought for my attention, my thoughts. It wasn't fair, it had only been 2 days, why was I like this? Honestly I was starting to not care. I had been alone long enough. I wanted some life in my life, maybe I was just craving that. I decided I would call in sick tomorrow, I needed to clear my head. Tonight though, I'd have a beer and sit on the porch like I had planned 2 days ago. ________________ Tina went home smiling and almost overjoyed, she needed to keep her wits. She still had to go to work and do other things for a couple days. She had been right about him. She knew it. He hadn't asked for both pills, so he wasn't greedy, he hadn't gone for green again, so he wasn't after instant gratification. It was going to be perfect, he was looking for the long haul. She was still going to have to redden that butt for tossing the first diaper though, but not yet, not until he was ready for her. There would be three happy people when this ended, Tina, Cindy, and her new baby boy. She swore to herself right then and there she would convince him, no matter what. He would call her mommy, she would call him baby boy. None but Cindy had ever made her this delirious before. She needed him on her hip, breastfeeding from her, cuddling to her chest, all of it. The dream almost made her knees weak. He would call her mommy…

Ch3 I floated for an eternity on the waves of pure delight. When I came down finally, I was acutely aware of one very nasty thing. My decision to leave the diaper off was a bad decision. It was everywhere and I was covered in it. To spare you the details, cause, ew. I cleaned up all the while battling the side effects of the A.S.S. pill. It wasn't easy or pretty. Finally, after several hours, I sat down on the toilet with the note. I figured I'd be here for a while, since the damage was done and might as well do some reading then I can maybe find some info on the internet. The note was not what I expected: My curious little one, I had hoped if nothing else you would read this. I'm proud of you for trusting me this far. It's not easy when you're at the bottom of the food chain, no pun intended. I truly hope you will hear me out. I am a part of a coalition that wishes to serve the needs and desires of both littles and Amazons. We want to make sure that little are cared for as well, Amazons get what we need. Even more, we want to do it in a way that everyone is happy. We only ever accept the best of you Littles, the ones whose behavior AND drive keeps them doing well for themselves. We do not want to take that from you unless you want it gone. I'll be honest I'm not 100% on what your dreams are, but I want to make them real. I know this sounds like an impossible thing, an Amazon who cares, but I hope you will trust me long enough to SHOW you the truth of things. As always, the choice will be yours to take the next step. If you want to keep going, meet me in front of the bakery on tenth and square st. today at 5. I'll be there, whether you come or not. Please believe I want to keep rewarding you. With hope, Tina The note ended with a symbol I had never seen before, two circles one inside the other with a heart covering both. She was definitely laying it on a little thick. Even if she felt the way she was speaking… At some point I had dropped another deuce, blasted Amazonian drugs! Why did they all have the exact same "side effects?" I won't go. Tina be damned, these side effects were annoying. I picked my phone up and scanned the symbol on the page, hoping to find anything I could on this organization Tina had written about. Exactly 10 pictures came back. They were all on the same site, a well known little advocacy group had documented these images as a mystery. Apparently these symbols had appeared in 10 cities around the country. Each on a prominent and established Amazon business. Each business had been known to have had strict ways with littles, everything from discipline rooms to required "little protection programs," which sounds great until you realized it was to protect the office furniture from the littles who were "too little" to keep their pants dry. I shuddered at the thought of the discipline rooms. Nurseries, more like, always well stocked and kept. Everything from paddles to diapers to cribs. You could spend a whole day there for being late to a meeting. It had been a long time since I had seen one but they were still terrifying. These companies had always been bad to littles, at least they had until the symbols had appeared. Then they had each lightened up and even made full employees of littles. Even more Littles were responding in the thread claiming to work at such places and that they were happy there. What had changed? What had motivated it? Was it a farse? Were these littles being forced to say these things? It was all so confusing. I was not going to meet that temptress, I wouldn't do it. As I scrolled through, I saw that one of the businesses was not far away. I looked in the toilet to see if the pill was done and sure enough, green ooze, I quickly dressed, I grabbed keys, as an afterthought I put on a baseball cap and some sunglasses. Hopefully I could avoid being recognized. I was not going to the meeting with Tina.. _____________ Tina sat waiting, it was still a few hours before he would arrive, but she didn't want to miss him. She had told the waitress, a wonderful and delightful little tweener, that was part of the coalition, she would be there awhile and to keep the tea coming. When the cute little one had brought Tina's scone she had rewarded the girl with a gentle pat to her padded rear. The girl had responded with a wink and a smile. It still amazed Tina how freeing the coalition was for everyone. All parties received everything they wanted. Sure some parts weren't for everyone, but it eased the load that was always one sided for the Amazons, and so the littles had enjoyed the coalition. It made sense, if you torture people they eventually fight back. And thats what had been happening, little killing and harming. They shouldn't have to have such thoughts. So she had helped to form the coalition with some like minded Amazons, and maybe a little bit of blackmail. Either way, she and those with her were building an empire together. With littles in their place, with no worries, tweeners wherever they were, and amazons still ruling the roost. Tina toyed with the 2 pleasure pills she had brought, her mind going to her precious one. The thought of him not coming had made her almost tear up. She had found a special place for this one. Of the some odd 100 littles she had helped to convert only ever had 2 caught her interest. He was kind and would be the perfect playmate for Cindy. Cindy, she had been lonely since coming home with Tina. She was fulfilled though, she had taken up a job at the coalitions offices here in town. It was adorable to see that little girl's cute fluffy behind pretending to be an adult. The truth of the skirt that hid the diapers was one all the Amazons in the coalition knew well. In fact all coalition littles were well padded and a good percent held jobs. It seemed to be quite a contradiction really, but It worked. It worked very well. Today was the first step of trust and Tina knew if she had any chance of loving her little guy like he deserved she had to play her cards well tonight. She had both the green and blue pills with her. The green he had had before, short and intense, it usually left the user quite pleased. The blue though, it was a long release, not as strong but it was easily as alluring for the littles. There were 2 more, but it wasn't time for them yet, she wanted him to want it. To want her and what she could give him. She only needed to wait a little longer… Maybe that cute tweener was wet enough to want a change. Sigh, it WOULD put a band aid on those maternal needs of hers. _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- I have close to 18 chapters written. I'll post a couple chapters a day. I haven't posted here with any consistency but I'm working on it. Please comment or like. It encourages me to keep going.

More Littles with Sugar than Salt How do you get what you can’t have but really want? There are better ways than forcing someone to your will. That always ends poorly, instead use a little sugar and you may get a lot farther than you’d think. This story is how I ended up getting myself into a “dreaded” adoption but it wasn’t so bad. Actually, it’s kind of nice… I was walking home as I usually did, I could have taken an auto car or even the rotor platforms, flat things that moved you where you wanted to go, no roof but got there fast. not much going on for me, but I liked it that way. Work had been a little rough, my amazon boss had been riding my a$$ about being able to keep up with the giants and pull my own weight. That was a funny thought, I don't weigh a tenth of what those hippos weighed so shouldn’t my work be “lighter” too? God! they were annoying creatures, every female treating me like I'm 3 wiping my face and making sure I can get to the "potty" on time. Every male calling me "sport" or "buddy." Really, such a superiority complex. Anyway, here I am going home on my usual route stretching my legs and enjoying a nice afternoon, the setting sun gave a good vibe of a peaceful night. Probably enjoy a good beer on the back porch when I got done with dinner. Not like I had anyone to answer to tonight. Single life was something of a blessing and a curse. While no one was there for you, you also didn't have to justify spending that 100 dollars for that thing you wanted. My walk home usually brought me close to a few of the "fee fi fo fums" in the neighborhood but they tended to be well behaved. A couple might try to drug me just so they could diaper me on the sidewalk, since they were not allowed to force adoption anymore. That was the worst case scenario. You could usually tell those ones right away, for instance, take the behemoth Bella Carter. Every week it was a new baked thing or the new fried that, and she loved giving them to me. I had tried a few here and there, in private of course, to see what would happen. It only reinforced the rule you never take things from a giant. I had a friend that once took a pillow once, seems innocent right? Well, technology being what it is and the giants being what they are, it ended up being an auto diaper and boy was it thorough. When he layed on it it activated, a small puff of knockout gas, followed by a fast numbing agent, it put itself on him and performed incontinence surgery on him right there. Poor guy ended up giving up, couldn't afford to fix it, the price of keeping up with his new needs was too high, he just walked down the street and told the monster he would do what she wanted. Last I saw he was blissfully unaware of his current state of infantilism. Buuuh, never take things from an Amazon. On this particular night, since it was so nice out, a lot of Amazon's were out and about or sitting on a porch. Everyone of them offering a small encouragement to get home before dark, or "hope your well sweetie" or "you're such a big boy walking home alone." Arriving at my street Bella was out walking her dog. Of course she was carrying some cookies, upon seeing me she immediately ran over to me exclaiming "oh, cutie pie! I made you a little something." I rolled my eyes and turned to face the thundering elephant bounding towards me on tree pole legs. "I know you're gonna love these," she said with a rather southern twang. It would be almost charming, if she wasn't trying to poison my digestive tract for the next week. "OH, miss Carter I didn't see you there, how are you tonight?" I replied, "it's a wonderful evening and I'm ready to get home from work and relax a little over the weekend. Gotta get to it." Trying to sound polite and not give her a reason to invoke the "Impromptu Needed Attitude Adjustment law. She didn't even act like she heard me, "will you give them a try? I made them this afternoon." Looking at her offering, it had the same logo that the "Love your Little" pharmacy used. Cooked it? Yeah, I had heard her cooking would probably have killed me, not just left me without bowel control for a week. "Oh wow, I'll have to give them a try on the way, I'm super tired after a long week, miss Carter, I'll just scoot along and give one a go on the way, deal?" Not one to give up easily, she replies "oh it'll give you a pep in your step." I'm sure it would, so much so I'd be running home. Starting to walk I quipped "Yeah but I don't want to ruin my dinner, you know how we littles are. I promise next time I see you i'll let you know what I think, deal?" "Oh all right, make sure you eat your vegetables tonight to. Be a good boy and I'll see you next time." Walking on until I was certain she couldn't see me, I dumped them into a trashcan, keeping the bag so I could return it to her as evidence i had eaten them, it was fun this way. She always had such a confused look on her face when i never had any issues. I received 2 more "gifts" on my way before I reached the Littles part of the neighborhood. Here there was a small gap with just some trees and no lights or anything, it divided the Giant houses from the littles houses. I Always feel nervous here, it made me feel like I was being watched or like a wolf was waiting to attack me. Tonight was no different so I picked up my pace. By now the light was starting to dim, and it was getting hard to see into the trees very far. However, that's not where the danger came from. I should have seen it, should have heard it but I assumed I was safe, and I let my guard down. A hand snaked around my waist, grabbing me and lifting me straight up about 5 feet. Carrying me into the trees I heard a female voice say "You are a rather curious one, and I'm not going to lie to you, curious littles are kind of my thing. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. In fact I hope you enjoy tonight's entertainment." About that time she plopped me onto a folding table, pretty certain I was about to be spanked into oblivion I rebelled, "I haven't done anything to deserve an attitude adjustment! Leave me alone!" I began kicking and trying to escape. A rather pleasant face came into view over top of me, a face that felt familiar in spite of never having met her. She spoke again, obviously surprised, "Spank you? no, I would never! You're a good little boy aren't you? At Least, that's what I've seen." "You were watching me? Isn't that stalking? What do you want?" "Only to reward you," her answer threw me off. No amazon rewards a little, ever. It had never happened in written history. Even before the demons had infested the little dimensions with portals. The words alone stunned me better than a punch to the face. In a heartbeat she had my pants off, my legs went up, which was enough to shake me out of my confusion. "Hey! what're you doing? Stop!! You said I hadn't done anything wrong." At that point something warm and very much like a slimy ball went right in my bum. It made me feel sick, I was going to spend a lifetime on the toilet, I just knew it. Maybe it was some kind of new hormone thing and I will be a girl tomorrow. Man, the problems of explaining that to my boss or my family. "Don't worry, it has some… undesirable side effects but they will wear off by morning. I don't like doing it this way but its hard to get you littles to believe I won't harm you." She replied coolly. "Now let me finish before it all starts getting into that cutie patootie system of yours" I was certain I heard a hint of baby talk in that last bit, but I wasn't going to fight whatever this was, why you might ask? It was already bad, and going to get worse if I put up a fight. No, she wouldn't adopt me, the penalty for that basically made her take my place with a new amazon. It wasn't something you heard of Amazons trying anymore. This however, was well within her rights. I felt my legs go up again and a soft padding went under my rear. Great! Yup it was a diaper. "Don't worry hun, it'll be just this one, I promise no more unless you want them." "Want them? WANT THEM?!" I was almost yelling. "Why would I ever want them?!?" "Don't worry, my little love, I promised you a reward, and believe me it will be one." At that moment my stomach twisted. I must have reacted because she quickly went back to her demonic work of putting me in padding. "That's my que, I promise no one has ever complained about this part." No one? As she pulled the diaper up I felt really really small and out of control, something I was not accustomed to. I was rapidly taped in inspite of my continued protests, she ignored me completely while she finished. And then… it started. It was wonderful, a pleasure like I had never felt. It wasn't sexual, or anything else I had ever had. It started small, like that first bite of cake when you have been staring at it for an hour. Or when you get that first drink after being incredibly thirsty. Oh it was good, but there was more it grew, it became as strong as an orgasm but there wasn't an orgasm. I felt the hands that lifted me up and pressed me against 2 soft pillows, wait those were breasts. The behemoth had laid me against her chest, she was going to kidnap me! "Hush, my little pretty boy, I'll make sure you're safe and sound. I'll bring you to your home and get you in bed, don't you worry. Shhh shhh, I've got you." At this point I didn't care, the pleasure had grown so much, it seemed to vibrate and caress and gently massage and everything all at once. My fatigue washed away and the fact I was in nothing but a diaper and a t-shirt laid against two, truthfully soft, giant mounds of my doom, didn't matter at all. My world was washed out in beautiful warm colors. I don't know how long it lasted, but I savored every second of it. It was luxurious, beyond sex, beyond a good beer, beyond anything I had ever known. And then everything faded out, I didn't know where I was, nor did I care, I was so tired, I was so relaxed I slept, a perfect sleep. Ch2. Where the sun doesn't shine or Butter up buttercup. *sniff sniff* ugh I was so tired. *sniff sniff* What was that smell? My consciousness returned slowly, mostly I became aware of the stench. Good dog almighty it was awful. I opened my eyes to the sun coming in my window, which had been opened. "I didn't do that," I thought. "How did I even get home?" Then it all came crashing home, as if my brain finally decided to wake up. The whole thing, but I didn't remember ever getting home or really anything after all the glorious fun had ended. But what was that smell? It was my butt. I lifted my body up to stand and became acutely aware of the diaper still taped around me. The smell was emanating from it. Sure enough, I could feel the mush inside it. Strangely, I wasn't even mad, I was kind of ready to be rid of it, though. The mushy mess shifted as I stood up, so gross. I reached down and grabbed a tab only to be rewarded with tape stuck fast. Great its a littleez, the diaper meant to stop any little from easily escaping it . It wasn't coming off without an Amazon or a pair of sharp scissors. Luckily, I stocked such items in my junk drawer. Moving downstairs in the most awkward yet, least poo touching way possible, I hurried to my freedom. Only, I was stopped by a packet on the counter, it only read "READ ME FIRST" in giant letters. I picked it up and opened the cover, and began reading… "I know this wasn't the state you wanted to wake up in, but I felt you may be ok with it after the enjoyment you got from last night. Don't worry your current state is far from permanent. Matter of fact the side effects should be wearing off or even gone by now. You'll be able to tell easily as there will be a slight green ooze in the front of your, im sure, rather full diaper." Curiosity got the best of me, sure enough, after pulling the waistband back just a little there was a green slime there. "This is built in so you know the end of this particular pleasure pill. I'm quite certain you have more questions and I will answer them in the next pages, but why don't you cut that diaper off and take a nice warm shower first then read on." That actually sounded smart. Moving to the bathroom I took care of the giant fluffy sack of crap around my waist. Climbed in the shower and let warm water run down my spine and now cleaner buttocks. I wondered at technology, after all these advancements we couldn't even upgrade our cleanliness, nothing beat a showe. The shower did feel almost righteous though, I guess you don't fix what's not broken. After drying off, I bagged the nastiness and threw it away, it was shaping up to be a nice day so I sat on the back porch to read, I didn't want to be disturbed: "My name is Tina Herringer, I am not an enemy but rather a simple purveyor of pleasurable items for you Littles. I do not want to harm you, only help you" sure sure, id heard that before. " what I gave you last night was a pleasure ball, or anal super stimulator, A.S.S for short, yes yes, I am aware of the funny you Littles see in that word. These pills are designed to give you more pleasure than you've ever felt before, the unfortunate side effect is incontinence of both kinds, bowel and urinary. I'm sure you noticed." Yeah, the house still wreaks, I thought. "So I'm sure by now you're wondering, why me? Well that's simple enough. You're a good boy. You don't cause trouble, or fight with other Littles, you don't argue with the maternity crazed Amazons. You are a good boy, you should be rewarded. I like to give good things to good boys. I mean what I say, I want to give you more. In good faith I have placed another pill in your underwear drawer, and yes another diaper, in case you'd like to give them another try. There is another note in the drawer as well. It contains more information than I have given here. Please do not read it until you use the pill, I would like you to be a good boy and wear the diaper as well. It is an auto diaper unlike the one you had on last night. It will release itself when you have filled it. Remember once it's on it doesn't come off without you using it for what it is for. If you use the pill and not the diaper I will know." On that note, the note ended. It felt a little ominous, I knew I should immediately go throw it away, but I really didn't want to. Was it really worth the potential issues? I mean she had been honest, I regained my control. At least I haven't peed myself yet. Whose to say the next one wouldn't make things worse? This Tina also knew too much. I didn't like it. I went upstairs and straight to the drawer, it was going to go in the incinerator trash immediately. There it was exactly as she had said in the note, a diaper, a glove, wipes, a note and of course the A.S.S. Grabbing everything I went straight outside to the chute that would burn it all. I flipped up the latch and hesitated. How would she know? Would she seek retribution if I tossed them? I lifted the pill off the pile of supplies. My mouth began to water, my whole body wanted it, I was trembling. How could I throw it away? I decided right there to keep the pill and note. Tossing the diaper and supplies, fudge the consequences. Taking it back inside with me I made a cup of coffee and sat down with the pill. It was in a tube like a prescription would come in. The label read," self lubricating, take one rectally, never more than one in a 24 hour period. Make sure to properly diaper anyone taking this medication, extreme loss of continence is expected lasting as long as 12 hours." What was I thinking? NEVER TAKE ANYTHING FROM THESE DEVILS. I just couldn't stop myself, she seemed sincere, and I… I trusted her?. Did I? It sure felt that way. Whatever, let's test this theory, I popped the lid open and pulled out the pill. It looked for all the world like a large green piece of candy. In a rush I dropped my pants and prepared myself, I was elated, I was desperate… in a flash it came to me i was standing in my kitchen with open windows to the world, and I was Half naked. Instead of coming to my senses I went to the bathtub, you know, just in case she wasn't lying about the incontinence part. Bent over and like magic it seemed to turn into a slimy thing as it was pressed into where the sun doesn't shine. A couple minutes later I was about to give up, it had seemed like only a few seconds last night, why was it taking so long? Stepping out of the tub and i felt the twinge I felt last night. It was happening, I was almost drooling on myself. The excitement and anticipation came on like a wave. I tried to get back into the tub but the pleasure started and it was all I could do to hold myself upright. With the next wave I went to my knees, and the third wave washed my world out again. I hovered in pure bliss for eternity again. Floating in an ocean of warm orange and yellow, caressed by the most gentle feeling ever. It was ecstasy once more…

My first attempt at a story. Hope you like it, any and all critique is welcome, as well as positive and negative feedback Don’t Get Diapered!!! “Welcome to Don’t Get Diapered” everyone and as always I am your host The Babysitter! This is a special episode, tonight is our 10th and final round of the show, so we have something special planned for you. Remember the rules are simple, avoid the myriad of obstacles on the way through the maze, if you manage to avoid the doctors, the nannies, the dominatrix, the regressors, and one more surprise. I know, I know, we usually only have 2 if these wonderful little obstacles, but like I said tonight is a special night. Simply make it through the labyrinth without a padded behind and you will be set for life! Taken away immediately to a private island where you will be brought your hearts desires. Seriously want a steak dinner? It’s yours. Scuba diving? Go ahead. Want to take a vacation to the Alps for some fresh snow skiing? Just say the word. The alternative? Well I guess that depends on who catches you and puts you in your place, because if you get caught well… you didn’t deserve such rewards anyway. AAAAAAnd finally, as always, only the first one across the finish line gets rewarded with fame, fortune, lavish lifestyle, amazing living and perfect pleasure… Forever!!” The announcer came on as you sat down with your bowl of popcorn. You had applied every week the show had put out applications. You had never been selected though, you weren’t sure you were ok with it or if you really wanted to win. Torn between wanting to win and wanting to lose you had decided it was best you hadn’t participated. Instead you watched with the rest of the world, glued to the horrific things that happened on the show. It had been a bit of a game changer when it was released. The sheer idea of a show like this having a lasting impact on people's lives, no one knew how to take it. So, it was put on the air. Why? Sensational tv, everyone wants it. “Why not?” Seemed to be the more popular opinion and no one was being forced into it. Well, at least until they saw the dream of crossing the finish line evaporate in a hail of the Dom’s whip or a surgeons anesthetic needle. Those weren’t your favorite but they still left you a little tingly. Each night of the show, you would follow a routine of getting yourself “safely” padded and make a snack and relax in front of the tv. You would never miss a moment. It was unprecedented and seriously, how could you miss this? There had been people who were so against it that there were riots in the streets, but nothing stopped the march of the most watched show ever, “Don’t Get Diapered!” It was never simple, at first they would spend a couple episodes getting to know each contestant, you know the usual drab, this is my life, it sucks, I want to live my “best life,” garbage. People complaining about comfortable lifestyles, it was the normal garbage about my life isn’t what it should be. At least some of them. There were the few that really just wanted to change themselves or their life had been a bad one. They wanted an escape. Who could blame them, you really rooted for those ones. It was sad to see them lose. You always tried to remind yourself they had chosen this. On the other hand, the spoiled entitled ones. It was often very entertaining to watch, they’d fight and kick and scream but it always ended poorly for them. When one of them had won you had almost felt sick to your stomach. It was like watching a horror film as She had watched the screens jeering and taunting the other contestants as they were manhandled, broken and out right abused. No one had heard from her since the airing of the show. Odd, she had seemed the type to want to keep a high profile after the show she put on when she won. EH, who’s to say what you would do when your day to day was completely at your whim. Reminding yourself, not everyone was in the same boat. Some would make it to the end, but not first. Maybe they got lost in the maze until all the obstacles had their fill of contestants thee were only 10 obstacles to maybe 40 contestants, maybe they were just a second too slow. Maybe the winner had tripped them or hit them or something to ensure they would win. You had heard they got a small monetary amount and were sent on their way, but no one really knew what happened to them. Matter of fact every winner on the show just seemed to disappear, you guessed “living your best life” entails you some fun away from the limelight. Focusing back on the tv, you were curious about this episode. There hadn’t been the same lead up that always came before an episode of maze running. “ As I mentioned before,” the announcer was saying. “ We have a few surprises for this final airing of the season. Don’t worry you will enjoy them. Instead of finding a new fresh crop of suckers, we did some detective work and tracked down our contestants that were just a little too slow to cross the finish line. Now, not all of them wanted to come back, but we gave everyone we could find another shot. After all they did survive unscathed the first time. What’s to say they can't do it again, but this time a little faster? There are almost 150 contestants! And there will still be only one winner. I know, it is almost scandalous, but wait till you see what new things we have in store for our competitors. Then it will truly be scandalous. Let's go to our staging area for a line up check.” The screen changes and the area in front of the maze appears. You are a little startled at the number of people there, all stretching preparing, one even seemed to be praying. As the camera pans over them you get a little excited at what is about to happen. Some of these people were about to be broken beyond what they thought possible. Lives irrevocably and irreversibly changed. Almost giddy you zone out as the TV drones on about the soon to be competitors. Daydreaming about what it would be like to be in the maze running for a possible paradise future. In your imagination, you are running toward the finish line when a scream brings you back to the present. There is music playing in the background and scenes are playing, it looks like a recap of the “fallen.” The moments they realised they had been captured. The moments they had been defeated and dragged down into their new life. Padded, controlled, and forever changed. The scenes flashed on for a few moments and the show fades off to commercial break. You are already feeling the need to relieve yourself in spite of having done so before padding up, it was probably just the excitement. You decide to hold it, make yourself feel more like you are in the show. When “Don’t get Diapered” comes back on the obligatory ads for the shows sponsors comes on as the background pans across the arena. It looks like they made the maze bigger and added some new things to it to throw off the contestants. Before going back to the announcing desk. They stay down in the staging area, and an interviewer walks up to two of the hopefuls, she is dressed a lot like one of the Dominatrix would dress, Latex skirt, dark makeup, she looks ready to play. “I am Kate, and I am down here with with George Ballena and Mercy Cartosa, We wanted to get their take on why they came back and what their strategies are for making sure they are better off this time than last time.” Kate walks up to a pair standing relatively close. A large man that looked like he worked out a lot and a rather diminutive woman who look athletic as well. “George, Mercy, how are you feeling today?” a couple mumbled responses later. “George, I know last time you were almost caught by a nanny, you managed to escape by sheer force, if she hadn’t held you up so much you might have won. You were only a few seconds behind the winner. How do you plan to change your destiny today?” “Well Kate, I am going to do the same, I am a bull and I am going to charge in there and run through any obstacle in my way. They can’t stop me!” Ending his short tirade by flexing his biceps and kissing the right one. That one seemed really cocky to you. Kate taking control back asks, “George tell me which of the obstacles scares you the most?” George unfazed “Scared? Psh, none of them scare me, they aren’t a challenge at all. I am going to plow them into the ground.” You can't help but think, what a meathead this guy is. Kate turns to who you assume is Mercy and begins the interview again. “Mercy how about you which one scares you the most?” Mercy speaks up in a timid voice “The regressors” “They almost got you last time didn’t they” Kate said, a little smile at the corner of her mouth. Mercy visibly upset by the conversation, “Yeah they did.” “Tell us more about how you escaped” The TV changed to an overlay of a woman sneaking through the maze. “Well I was thinking, I was about halfway through the maze, and well, like, I was going around turn after turn, I was like, completely lost and like I knew I had to hurry, so I panicked a little.” In the video you see Mercy running and jumping over hurdles ducking and hiding for just a quick second, closing her eyes seeming to beg for something, then continuing on. All of a sudden you see a figure move from behind an obstacle behind Mercy it was wearing a happy face drama mask. Wearing jester clothes, the image was a little frightening. You knew what they were though, that was a regressor. The show had only used them 2 times because they seemed to be a bit of overkill even for this show. Even the announcer had said as much once before. The girl continued to narrate what she couldn’t see being played out on the screen “I was rounding one of the last turns and he came up from behind, I didn’t here or see him until he had me. Dragged me backward and onto one of the log hurdles. He pulled a needle from the bag he carried and was about to stick me when I managed to kick him in the nads. I escaped after that, and like, I hope I never see him again or I am going to do the same to him.” On the screen you see the scene play out exactly like Mercy describes it. The man in the mask drags mercy back throwing her down and knocking the air out of her. As he goes to stick her with a needle she regains her breath and levels him with a foot to the groin. Running off to place third in her episode. When the scene ends it flips back to Kate “So I take it you don’t want to run into him again?” “No Kate I don’t” “Well I wish you the best of luck in that, but I need to ask you one more question, What is your strategy to get through the maze the fastest and without being caught? “Well Like I know you’ve seen me in Ninja Warrior and I am now an Ironwoman, so like, I am going to use my agility and skills to get through this as the winner.” “Well best of luck to both of you, now back to the desk for some final words before we begin tonight's entertainment.” “Thank you Kate, as always we want to spend some time telling you about our obstacles, these are not your typical garden variety rope ladder or balance beam. These are live people in the maze for one purpose. To leave our contestants in a new state. Namely Diapered, padded, nappied, clinkly whatever your name for it, these obstacles are out to put them through it. Now you can’t have a permanent reward without a permanent penalty. Well, like always anyone caught has no choice in the matter. They have signed everything away and are now in the charge of their captor. If this is your first time with us here is the run down: First we have the dominatrix club,” on the screen there are women and men some dressed rather provocatively in fetish clothing others dressed more plainly, none are smiling but they do seem entertained. “This group is not out to cause pain but rather to own someone's will. What could be greater than finally getting that defiant obstinate little sub to turn into the perfect little slave. Ours have all decided a good way to start is to spend time in pampers. No personal space anymore, hint hint. “Second” the group on the screen changes to what looks like a group of soccer moms and dads. They are all carrying a diaper bag full of supplies. They all had a holster of some sort on their sides as well. “Looking for a new baby to call their own, these Moms and Dads have the baby fever and are not going to let go once they have their new little one. Relax they will be well cared for, for the rest of their lives. Equipped with a stun gun, the parents to be are ready to discipline if their new baby is not compliant. Thirdly, you got a small taste of the regressors when we talked with Mercy earlier.” The screen changing again to a rather scary sight. Dressed in all sorts of costumes ranging from the jester costume you saw earlier to a gorilla. “These guys are a little sadistic and enjoy what they do WAY too much.” One of them is holding a syringe, “these guys use psychedelic drugs to alter their captive prey’s mind. Initially it will only last a few hours but after days and weeks, I am told the effects become quite permanent. What do they do? Well, they aren’t called regressors for nothing.The drugs will revert the minds or our contestants back to an infantile state. Incapable of much more than being a babbling baby doll the contestants will survive just fine in thier new state of mind. Fourth, The screen changes again, this time to something that unnerves you and has even given you nightmares after earlier shows. “We call this group the surgeons, these guys and gals have to make sure their patients are secure and healthy before they let them go. These our only “catch and release” obstacle. They always get their man though, as they surgically remove the sphincters holding back that pesky control problem. Our viewers have always loved the surgery taking place right on sight. A good local anesthetic keeps things interesting as the patient gets to experience the whole thing. Well then, it's about time to put our contestants in the crucible and see who comes out smelling like a champion and who just comes out smelling, but first we promised you some surprises and its time to go ahead and reveal a few of them to you. First, because its the smallest one, Kate our field reporter will be enjoying herself this evening as she joins the Dom’s in the maze. She is actually moving into place now! From the anchor desk, We wish Kate the best in finding a new toy! Next up, we usually only have a few obstacles in the maze, allowing for everyone that is truly terrified to just wait it out and then they can escape by worming their way through the maze. However tonight, we changed the script. There are exactly 146 obstacles, funnily enough, there are 146 contestants tonight. That’s right!! No one escapes unless they make it through the maze unscathed. The surprise is that the contestants don’t know this though. It’ll be quite the jarring reality as the number of people dwindles but the obstacles just keep coming. This also means that unless someone can get through there will not be a winner! Lastly, we have a new obstacle, you heard me right, I did not stutter, I am telling it to you straight. We have a new type of obstacle.” The music changes to a rather interesting beat that makes you think of a war. On the screen you see people dressed like they are going to do just that, make war. “The trappers, as we are calling them are not out to maim or harm our contestants. Instead they are hunting for a different type of toy. A sex toy!! You got it, the sexual deviants are out to do one thing. Own a new stud or mare for their pleasure. Sounds like some lucky contestant right? Well if you consider being owned by someone who wants you all to themselves, and makes sure you are off the market simply by padding you until you lose all sense of control, then using you until they are too tired to use you anymore well then you would be in luck. Doesn’t sound like they will be letting their new playthings go anytime soon! With all our secrets laid bare, well at least to you the viewer audience that is. We are ready to begin. We will release contestants in waves into the maze. The earliest ones are the contestants that were the last ones to finish. Therefore, increasing their chances of being caught by an obstacle. The last ones will only be meer seconds behind but have the advantage of following the previous fools into certain doom. Tonight’s show is being aired live and will continue until every one of our wonderful volunteers is captured or escapes. Remember, Every contestant is wearing a lapel camera and microphone, aswell, we have microphones and cameras all over the maze. This will ensure something juicy is always on your screen, but means we could miss some of the fun, so, the excessive video footage will be available on our website. So do not forget to go and see all the fun things we couldn’t show you. We wish all our contestants their “best life” in the aftermath of the show and we hope you get what you came for here at “Don’t get Diapered!” The camera changes to the starting gate and you hear the jingle play in the background and the audience screams out the final “Don’t get Diapered” announcing the beginning of the race through the maze. You can't help but get a little excited, especially since you are just realizing you have already wet yourself…...

This is my first step into writing diaper stories. If there is interest I'll write the full thing out. Hope it sets a mood for you. It has been many years since the doors had been opened to the what is now referred to as the diaper dimension. At first it was just random happenings where “normals” would be snatched and dragged into the dimension to be treated as babies, forever known as “littles.” A terrible fate really, no one knew what was happening until the “amazonians” created doors that wouldn’t close. Their technology had been fueled by their desire to be maternal and paternal to a very “confused” population of “children.” The normals as we call ourselves, initially gave up many people that were willing and wanting to go. The ones defined as ABDL’s or littles or any of the other such that just wanted the relationships in their lives. This wasn’t enough for the giants of the other world. They wanted more of the littles, their forever babies. Those misguided and confused tiny people that ran around like they had important things to do. It was so cute the way they tried so hard to be adults. In the end the giants natural instincts were enough to start the raiding parties again. It was estimated that over 100,000 normals had been stolen from the world. There didn’t seem to be a way to stop them. However, in the world of the giants, things were beginning to change… Initially, it was all so wonderful for the mothers of these new babies everything went perfectly. Discipline meted out however they chose. The little babies wandered around and all you had to do was snatch the cute little things up and adopt them, then you could diaper, spank, love, snuggle, discipline, or show off your new baby that would never grow old. Well time went on and these new babies began to age somehow. The Doctors couldn’t explain it, but they just got old. It wasn’t fun to have an “old” baby so they began to euthanize or abandon them. Even special doctors were created for the care of these interesting babies. The behavior began to grow massively appalling even to the giantesses and giants. CELL was formed, The Coalition for Ethical Little Loving. This was a group of Amazons and Littles that decided littles were people too, and they should be treated as such. This didn’t sit well with a lot of Amazon moms, so they began to treat littles worse, diapering them in the streets and forcing them to do things that were humiliating, adopted littles were getting the bad end of it as some received corporal punishment for no reason at all, bruises and broken bones and worse. So Littles retaliated, they began to murder their mommies and daddies in their sleep, so much did they hate them. The amazons put a chemical in the water that affected the littles genetic structure, making all littles go incontinent eventually, it was absorbed from water Into plants and released into the air through the same. Within a year it had gone beyond ever fixing. The littles could avoid it sonewhat, even to adulthood sometimes, staying in the cities away from too many plants, not eating leafy things like spinach. Eventually though, it built up in their system and they would be incontinent. When this happened the amazons were like vultures. Dragging littles into offices, closets, bathrooms, bedrooms, or even just laying them down right there in public. Stripping them of dignity adulthood, and anything else their life was about. So retaliation went on and on until finally a couple amazons and a couple littles stepped up like a beacon of light. Immediately they acted to pass the Anti-hate laws that exist today. With the new laws passed, no little could be abandoned for any reason, could not be killed for any reason, and had to willingly go into adoption. One lingering thing was left out though. Diapering, There was not really a reason to take it off the table. All littles were eventually going to pee themselves. And so a giantess could take a little by the ankles and place a diaper under a tiny tushy any time she desired. A giant could strip a booty and pad it up whenever the mood struck. In this new world though Littles had a lot more freedom than ever before, not having to scavenge for whatever they could just to survive without being a baby. There wasnt much fear being snatched up and made to disappear because they were now a baby in the arms of a giantess. There was always the opportunity to be forced into a diaper at any given moment but a little indignation versus being forced into infancy was sometimes worth voicing your opinion. Needless to say though there were always those who wanted to be littles, both in the normal world and the Diaper dimension. You may ask the question :Who would ever choose this kind of life of their own free will? Well, the answer is harder to define than one might imagine. The reasons are as varied as the personalities of normals, as varied as the worlds they live in. And that is what our story is all about...