Veggeto

Thanks! Well, to be honest, I didn't thought of that.. I was busy trying to figure out the ending for Layla and Kara (and Ed) that Irene slipped my mind a little. Thank you! Thank you! And thank you!

Chapter Fourteen Half an hour later all the tears that I had in me had been shed. I dried my cheeks and carefully got rid of the smudged mascara. I got up from the floor and checked to see if the door was locked. Once sure I walked over to my desk and grabbed a clean pair of pants and underwear. I always made sure I had a change of clothes wherever I was. I opened another drawer and took a package of wet wipes from it, one of the few good things I discovered in that horrendous dimension. Good for a quick cleaning and far superior than the one ply toilet paper that was available in this building. I got rid of my dirty clothes and cleaned myself thoroughly with the wet wipes. I balled it all up and tossed it in the trash can. I quickly put on the fresh pair of panties and pants. I put the soiled, how I hated that word, pants with the wet wipes in the trash can. “Okay, time for plan E,” I said to myself while rubbing my temples. I sat down on the chair and opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a small briefcase. Big enough to hold a bunch of papers and fit neatly into the drawer. I opened it and checked the contents. Nothing had changed, still the same stack of papers and hard drives. I closed the briefcase and let it rest on my desk for the moment. There’s no way the higher ups would let me continue my work here, and I know for sure that they were watching the conversation I had with David Jones and that woman, and the aftermath of that. And of course the proposal David had made, only two for one. One being me, all nicely being cleaned up for them. Maybe they would offer that Matthew person my position, having new information about the dimension and its people. There was simply no way I am going back for anyone or anything. And to make sure of that, I backed up everything I know about this place and people. On the cloud, hard drives, paper, and usb sticks that I have hidden here and there, all safeguards. There was simply no way. After a few minutes deep in thought I sprung into action. “No time to cry about it,” I said to myself as I picked up the briefcase and walked to the door. I grabbed the handle and let out a big sigh. "Here I go.” I opened the door and saw that the hallway was empty. I closed the door behind me and made my way towards the elevator. I pushed the up button and waited. It seemed like the longest twenty seconds of my life, but finally the doors opened, only to see Ed standing there. I did not panic, I walked into the elevator and stood next to Ed. “Going up?” He asked me. “Please,” I said in return. He pushed the button and we rode the next minute in silence. Does he know a thing about what transpired the last hour? Or is he clueless? Was the elevator always this slow? Finally the doors opened on garage level and I calmly walked out. Ed followed me. “Going for a smoke?” I asked Ed, hoping to sound nonchalantly. “For sure,” He said, always kneading his stress ball. I strode towards my car while Ed was trailing me. “Before you go,” He started. “I wondered about this one thing.” “Spit it out,” I said, a little annoyed “Why have you never told us about your stay in that dimension? It explains so much about you, and frankly, it would have made me fight a little bit harder for you.” Ed said. “But that doesn’t matter anymore. Better wrap this up quickly.” “Why doesn’t it matter anymore?” I asked, clicking my car keys and hearing the beeping in the distance. I already know the answer, just buying some time now. “Because now I get your position .” Ed said stoically I spun around to face him. “What did you do? What did you hear?” I asked him. I thought we were alone, but three more personnel were on the garage floor with us. “Just enough to say this,” Ed leaned in to whisper. “Is Irenepeenie making poopiewoopies for her mommy?” “It doesn’t work like that,” I said while I kneed him in the balls. I ran for it, I clutched the little briefcase I was carrying and I ran towards my car. Two of the three men ran after me, one looked after Ed. The moment I arrived at my car and I reached for the handle it auto locked. “ No no no, not now!” I yelled while I grabbed the keys and pushed the button again. I reached for the handle but I was too late. The two men caught me, one on each side. I stomped on their feet, I bit their hands, and I spit in their eyes, nothing worked. Their grip was too strong for me. “Let me go!” I screeched while they slowly worked me down towards the floor. Cold concrete touched my cheek, and I saw Ed slowly walking towards me. “You can lift her up now,” Ed said towards the men. I was raised up again to meet Ed’s eye level. “I do feel sorry for what your mommy is going to do to you however,” Ed said. “But, you know, right? Orders." He said, pointing up. —--------------------------------------------- Layla was drawing at the table, wearing a white overall and a pink shirt, wearing her hair in a ponytail. Nanny had picked out something different for me. I was wearing blue kneesocks with a white diaper and a matching blue shirt. My hair was done in two braids with white bows in them. Layla was concentrating on her work while I was staring at the same page for ten minutes. I was excited but also feeling a little anxious about my decision to go with Layla. It took a few days of weighing my options, not that it was much, and the pros and cons, which were a lot. I finally decided to go with Layla into her dimension, and stay there forever. I do hope Layla’s mother is ready to adopt another one though, I don’t know what to do if I can’t stay with them. I blushed a little at the thought of being adopted as an adult. I already told nanny about my decision, and asked if she could get Mr. Buttersworth here so he could come too. Ed came down a couple of times, asking us if we’re okay and if we needed anything other than clean diapers. I had asked to see Irene the last time he was here, but he said she was unavailable for the time being. I put the book down, seeing as it was pointless to read anything with my mind on a hundred other things and crawled towards Layla. She was drawing a cartoon bear with her cubs, and by the looks of it she was almost finished. “You like it?” She asked “Uhu, I envy you a little for it,” I said, enviously. “I can teach you, I think you’re going to be better than me at it, with a lot of practice.” “Really?” “In a couple of decades, then yes,” Layla laughed. “Hey! That was uncalled for,” I said, lightly slapping her arm. “Don’t slap me, little miss! Once we are back in my dimension I will show you who the bigger sister is,” Layla yelled while trying to get hold of my hands. “No need, I will show you right here, right now,” I said while landing a tickling attack around her stomach. Nanny walked in as we were rolling over the floor laughing. “Nice to see you two are having fun,” she said while she was walking towards us. I could see she was holding something hairy in her arms. I quickly sprung up and ran towards her. “Is that Mr. Buttersworth?” I yelled while holding my hands out. “Easy now Kara,” nanny said. “Yes it is, just like you asked.” I quickly got Butters from nanny and sat down with him. “Layla, meet Butters,” I said as I let Butters walk around the room. Butters was a black cat, except for the white ear and white belly. “It looks so tiny,” Layla said, reaching out to Butters and petting him. “His whole head fits into my hand, wow!” Layla said in amazement. “You think there is a place for him in your home?” I asked her. “For such a tiny thing as this we have plenty of room, and Butters can’t knock me down,” Layla laughed. “That’s true,” I said while the two of them were getting along. “I guess I don’t clean the litter box at your home, or do I?” I asked Layla. “Nuhuh, that’s a grownup job, we littles are way too little and immature for something serious as a litter box,” Layla said with an over serious tone. “I mean, we can’t even wipe our own butts!” Layla said, we both started laughing. “Must be the same rules that apply here,” nanny said with a chuckle. “Speaking of, time to get your butts changed ladies,” nanny said. —------------------------------- “Is everything under control?” The man behind the desk asked. “Yes sir, everyone is in their assigned rooms,” I replied. “What do you want to do with Ray?” “We first thought of ripping him of everything, so, you know, he can only work at McDonalds or something. But the board has changed their minds. They want something else now,” The man said, fidgeting with his fingers. “I think I can only assume, sir.” “We decided to keep Ray in the nursery, and study his behavior, see what works, what doesn’t. He will occupy the room once all is settled.” “Understood,” I gulped. I was now very happy that I decided to turn Ray in. Imaging me in the nursery, crawling around with Ray with shit filled diapers. No thank you, this new position I have suits me just fine. “What about Kara? Is she allowed to go with Layla?” “The board is more than happy to oblige her. Less people walking around knowing too much,” The man behind the desk said, eyeing me. “For now, you got a meeting with David Jones, He is waiting in the portal room.” “Thank you sir,” I said while turning around. I quickly walked towards the portal room and opened the door. My new assistant was already waiting with the tablet and all the new information on it. “Good afternoon Sir Jones,” I said while facing the screen. I saw that Jones was alone, which relaxed me somewhat. “Good afternoon to you, sir?” He asked. “Just Ed is fine,” I answered. “Good, finally someone with manners.” Jones stated. “I shall begin with the good news,” I started, ignoring his statement. “Instead of two ‘littles’ as you call them, you get three from us, with a tiny condition.” “Oh? What is the condition?” Jones asked, seemingly surprised. “One little will be Layla of course, and the other will be Irene. As we know they will be returned to their mothers,” I said, reading a little from the tablet. “Correct,” Jones agreed. “The other little will be Kara, the little you saw playing with Layla the other day. She wants to come to your dimension, with the condition that she will be adopted by Layla’s mother.” I finished. “I am not sure if I can allow that. A brand new portal little is highly sought after here” Jones cleared his throat. “It’s also highly unusual for someone to have more than one little” Jones lied. We know he lied, we have intel from his dimension of people keeping more than six littles. “I am afraid that is also the condition Layla wants to go home with. Or she goes with Kara back to her mother, or she doesn’t go at all,” I lied. Two can play this game, and I learned from Irene. “Like I said, it is highly unusual,” Jones lied again. This time more demanding “I am sorry sir, my hands are tied on this matter. Once we have the guarantee that they can both go to the same home we will gladly send them over” I said to him. “Why is it that you ‘littles’ think you’re so big and smart?” Jones said with venom in his voice. I ignored his comment and waited for the next. “Very well then, have it your way, I will contact the mothers. Have the littles ready tomorrow morning at ten. We will have Matthew and the mothers waiting,” Jones said and ended the broadcast. “Damn Irene, you should've warned me,” I whispered under my breath. I gave the tablet back to my new assistant “Make sure everyone is ready for the exchange,” I said to her. “You know the protocol?” I asked her. “I am,” she said, a little annoyed. “Sorry, first week on the job,” I said with a light chuckle. “Start 21225.” Chapter Fifteen I woke up next to Kara, who was still sleeping. I looked at the clock to see that it was almost six in the morning. It was finally morning! I couldn’t really fall asleep last night, and woke up all the time. But that doesn’t matter, it was finally morning and today is the day that I am going back to mommy! That’s what nanny had told us yesterday. I was screaming and jumping up and down from excitement. While Kara seemed to be happy with the news, she also seemed a little anxious when we heard it. Moving across dimensions is no mean feat, I should know that. Kara slowly opened her eyes and stretched her arms. “Oh, did I wake you up?” I asked her. “Uh, I guess,” Kara replied while rolling over on her other side. “It doesn’t matter.” “Sorry, I am just too excited for today!” I said a little too loud. Hoping it would wake Kara a little bit more so I can talk to her. “I understand,” she yawned and started rubbing her eyes. “What time is it?” “It’s morning!” I yelled out. Kara sat up and looked at the clock. “That’s not morning, that is the middle of the night,” Kara said while letting her body fall back to bed. “You get plenty of naps when we are home,” I said to her while poking her sides. “Now get up please.” “Huh? Home? Is that today?” “Yeah, don’t you remember?” “Not until my brain wakes up.” “You’re no fun in the morning.” “I would have gotten more sleep if someone wasn’t tossing and turning over all night.” “Sorry,” I said, feeling the excitement leaving my body. “I get it, but give me a minute to wake up,” Kara yawned. “Okay!” I said, feeling the excitement jump back in. It took Kara a full thrifty minutes to wake up. I saw her falling back to sleep again and again. my excitement turned into anger. Why doesn’t she want to talk to me about it? She is going to cross dimensions! Or am I overthinking it? Does she really need to wake up? And if she is finally up she joins me in my excitement! I got all giddy and grabbed the seal to cuddle it to death. “I think I am ready,” Kara said. She sat up straight and looked at me with sleepy eyes. “You don’t seem to be awake that much,” I pouted. “Please don’t tell me you’re a morning person?” Kara asked me. “Usually no, but today is different!” I exclaimed. “I can’t wait to see mommy again, and Ollie!” “It’s the big move huh?” Kara laughed nervously. fumbling with her sleeper. “Have you seen Butters?” “No, he was in the crib with us, I guess my fidgeting scared him off a little,” I answered. “He will show up, don’t worry,” Kara said. “Speaking about worrying, what about you?” I asked her. “Oh? You noticed?” “Just a little,” I lied. It was pretty obvious. “Don’t you want to go anymore?” “It’s not that, I just have a hard time looking forward to something, it’s my thing. I know that when I arrive at your home, it will all be okay, but in the meantime I can’t help but worry and think I made the wrong choice,” Kara explained. “Anything I can do?” I asked her. “Not really, just let me be a little anxious about it?” Kara replied. “Okay, and if you need a cuddle, just say so,” I said, receiving a cuddle from her immediately. “Thank you,” Kara said. Nanny came in around seven thirty and let us out of the crib. We both got our diaper changed and sat down for breakfast. Butters came running when his bowl was filled up. “Last meal in this dimension for the three of you,” nanny stated. “That sounded a bit weird,” she chuckled. “A little,” Kara said, taking her first bite of oatmeal.. “Something wrong, Kara?" Nanny asked her. “Don’t mind her, Kara’s a little anxious about the big move,” I explained. “It’s okay, really. I am just being me,” Kara answered. “Let’s get our minds off it by choosing our own outfits today, how about it?” Nanny said. “Yes!” I yelled, holding my spoon up. Kara nodded along. “Good, finish your oatmeal and we’ll get started!” Nanny exclaimed, clapping her hands together. Picking out our own outfits was more of a challenge than I thought it would be. There was too much to choose from, from onesie, tutu’s, shortall, and just plain shirts and dresses. I looked through each and every one of them, grabbing something and then deciding to put it back because I saw something else. Kara had an easier time deciding. She picked out a white onesie with unicorns on it and a pink tutu.Her hair still in two braids “Why do you pick that out?” I asked her? “isn’t it cute?” She asked. “A little,” I said. “Could be better for a first impression.” “Okay, so, euhm. How about you dress me then?” Kara asked. “For real?” I asked all giddy. “You know your mommy better than anyone, so, yeah,” Kara said with a slight smile. I started giving her things as white thighs, checkered skirts. and shirts that were a little short. Just to see what would fit her. I eventually settled on a baby blue dress with a white body and white thighs under it. “How is this?” I asked Kara. We both looked at the big mirror. “Is it cute enough?” She asked back. “With a matching pacifier and bigger diaper it is,,” I chuckled at her. “Okay. How about you, what will you wear?” Kara asked, facing me. “Almost the same as when I came into this world,” I replied. It took me a good minute to find all the clothing but luckily I got it all together. I put it all on with a little bit of help from nanny and showed Kara my outfit. “Looks familiar?” I asked her. “It almost looks the same,” she answered. The pink shortalls were a different shade of pink, and the white sneakers had black streaks on them, I was happy with it. “Thank you,” I said. “You both look great,” nanny said. “Are you ready to move? It’s almost time.” Kara and I both nodded. “Wait!” Kara yelled. “We need to grab Butters and put him in a pet carrier.” “Already taken care off while you two were playing dress up,” nanny said, pointing at Butters in the carrier by the door. “Let's go, we still have lots to do before you step through the portal.” —------------------------------------------------ “How is the connection?” I said to one of my team, looking down at the portal, seeing a team of people standing ready. “All seems to be in order, they are waiting for us at the other side,” he answered. “Good. Do we have a live feed with David Jones?” I asked him. “Working at it, should be on that screen in a moment,” he answered while pointing at a small screen. ‘Great, thank you,“ I said to him. See Irene, it isn’t that hard to thank someone sincerely for their work. I walked over to the screen and pressed a few buttons. The video window was still black, so I waited. A couple of minutes later it sprung live. I saw David Jones' face, looking skeptical at the screen. “Hello there, Mr Jones,” I greeted him. “Good morning,” he answered, surprisingly happy. “We are all ready on our end, Layla and Kara are being brought down to the portal room as we speak, and as for Irene, she is heavily sedated and strapped in a buggy.” “Good to hear, are they all well protected?” Jones asked, almost giddy. “Irene has been double diapered, just to be sure,” I answered. It still felt a little bit weird to talk about my ex supervisor in that manner. “Great, her mother is very anxious to have her hands on her again. As is the mother of the other two of course.” “How is Matthew?” I asked bluntly, hoping that he is holding up at his end of the deal. “Also double diapered and ready to go through.” “Diapers won’t be necessary here,” I said. “Believe me, the first couple of months they will be very necessary,” Jones answered “He has been here for almost two years now. It’s going to take a while to get the potty training back. But no need to worry, we are sending some extra diaper cases your way, as a token of goodwill.” “Thank you very much, that is very kind of you!” I said happily. Truth is, I don't trust anything coming from him or his dimension. So those diapers won’t be used by anyone here. “They are ready, sir.” the guy from earlier said to me. “Great, so we can begin!” I answered, looking towards the portal room. A few seconds later a side door opened. and Helen, Layla, and Kara walked through it. I pressed the button for the intercom. “Good morning,” I said. “I hope you two are well rested for your trip.” They looked around, trying to locate me. Helen pointed towards me and they waived and put up a thumbs up. The portal room self was sound proof. “Great, just for this occasion I got you two something,” I said, hinting at my personnel to open the other door.. Another door opened in the portal room and in came a woman with a double stroller. “Since you two are going to be sisters, we thought this was going to be a fitting present from us,” I explained. “Helen, if you would help them settle in that would be great.” Helen guided the two towards the stroller and strapped them in. “Thank you. Please roll in number three,” I said through the intercom. From the door the double stroller came, came another stroller, this one already occupied by Irene. Wearing double diapers, already soiled and a red shirt with a pink heart on it. The shirt was too short to cover her belly button. Her hair was done in two pigtails and in her mouth the biggest pacifier I had ever seen. I turned back to Jones. “We first send in Irene, then we get Matthew, then you get Layla and Kara,” I stated. “Yes yes, all fine, send her already,” he answered slightly agitated. I gave the sign to roll Irene through the door. I expected a little bit more. More struggle, more emotions. More of everything. Once she was through it, that was it. I felt nothing. I waited a couple minutes to verify her arrival at the other side. “We got her,” Jones stated. He showed me a video of Irene’s arrival. The woman who is supposed to be Irene’s mommy was huge, she almost ripped Irene from the stroller and immediately started spanking her through her soiled diapers. Luckily for Irene, she was sedated, but that won’t last long anymore.. “As you can see, it is a happy reunion.” “Thank you for the verification,” I said, kneading my stress ball. “Ready to send in Matthew?” “In a moment, impatient little,” Jones said under his breath.Takes one to know one, I thought to myself. A few minutes later a stroller with a carriage behind it came through the portal. In the stroller sat Matthew, drooling behind his blue pacifier. In the carriage sat the cases full of diapers. I gotta remember to incinerate them as soon as possible. The portal team intercepted Matthew in an instant and rolled him through a door. “Keep me updated about Matthew,” I said. my eyes fixated on the portal room. “And?” I heard from the screen. “Send in the other two,” Jones demanded. “In a minute, we are still waiting on the health check up report,” I said to him. We got what we wanted, so now he can wait. "Excuse me?” he screamed. “We had a deal!” “And we still have it. It will only take a minute or two,” I answered him. “Damn little,” Jones mumbled. I saw Layla and Kara waiting in the double stroller. fidgeting a little. probably the nerves. The report came quicker than I thought, I read it and turned my attention towards Jones. “Why is Matthew drooling and being non verbal?” I asked him sternly. “Keep your attitude in check little mister,” he said. “As for Matthew, we also had to sedate him. We couldn’t pry him off his mommy. He didn’t want to leave her side at all. You don’t want to know what we had to do to his mommy.” “Very well then, when can we expect it to wear off?” I asked. “Should be a couple of hours, nothing to worry about,” he chuckled. I don’t know what he is playing at, but there is something going on with Matthew that we are not going to like. But I can’t keep Layla and Kara for that long. Sure I could feign some portal issues, but with their technology being far advanced from us, they would know it was a ruse in no time. I shook my head a little and gave the signal to send Layla and Kara through the portal. There was no winning this without further problems. “Goodbye Layla and Kara, and thank you,” I said through the intercom. They both waved at me and grabbed each other's hands. “Sending them to you now,” I said towards Jones. It again took a couple of minutes to receive a reply, and again Jones showed us a video. this time of Layal reuniting with her mother, which came with lots of cuddles, kisses, and tears. A whole different approach from what I saw with irene. Kara and her car were greeted with open arms and were immediately adopted by Layla’s mother. “Thank you for everything Mr Jones,” I said as I saw him returning to the screen. “You’re welcome,” he said. ”Please come visit them sometimes, see how they are doing,” he said with a wink. He ended the feed immediately. I sighed from relief. “Thank god that is over,” I sighed to no one in particular. We waited hours, days, even weeks, to see if Matthews' sedated state would reduce somewhat. Sadly that was without any luck. He kept on drooling, playing with blocks and messing his diapers. He also had a fascination with balls, he could play hours with them, rolling from one side of the room to the other side. One day we figured that we had been played, but we hoped that their drugs would be a little bit stronger and longer lasting than ours. That seemed to be a fool's hope also. After an exciting few weeks of playing hard to get, having the upperhand, cross dimension politics, and losing two coworkers. We got nothing but a big baby in return. Epilogue It has been a few weeks since we got into Layla’s dimension. It was very strange at first, but thanks to Layla, and mommy, still strange to say that, it got easier over time. And Butters helped a lot. Mommy couldn’t get over how tiny he was! She was less happy that now she had to change the litter box, since Layla and I are too small to do it. Not that I minded that. Everything here felt like it was built for giants, which, well it was. I just couldn’t believe how tiny I was compared to the rest of the people here. No wonder they keep people my size in diapers, it is the easier solution. I don’t know about the treatment though, it seems to be a bit much. Not that I was complaining. The diapers were fantastic, way better than the pampers we had back in my dimension. And the clothing options also seemed to be way better and better quality. Overall the move was a positive thing for me, I felt way less anxiety here, and I feel like I can be myself here, except maybe not a naughty little girl. “Are you done staring into the distance?” I hear Layla asking. “Huh? What?” I asked her, snapping back into reality. “What were you thinking about?” Layla asked from behind her pacifier. I had dropped my while I was staring. We were both sitting in the playroom, with matching outfits. A big white diaper and a fluffy pink sweater. Our hair matched now too. Mommy said that in order to be sisters, we had to look the part. I tried to protest that many siblings have different hair colors, but she didn’t want to hear it. So now I go through this baby life as a blonde. “About everything that has happened to me these past couple of weeks,” I answered. “Why? Did I miss something.” “No, I was watching you staring, first I thought you were doing number two, but I couldn’t smell anything,” Layla answered. “And I understand, it must have been a lot for you, you are handling it great though. You haven’t been spanked yet,” she chuckled. “Are you spanked often?” I asked. “No, but that is because I am a good girl,” Layla proclaimed proudly. “And mommy is going easy on you.” “Really?” I said surprised. “How so? Did I do anything bad?” “Just that in your third, maybe fourth day here, can’t really remember, you had a meltdown about your dinner. You know, screaming, swearing, and trashing your plate. If I did that, I would get at least a spanking, maybe a soaping two with the words you were using.” “Oh,” I let out. Looking down at the carpet. “I am so sorry about it, I felt really embarrassed after it, everything has been so new and big an-“ Layla cut me off “I know, and mommy does too, that’s why she didn’t do it. We know that’s been hard on and for you. I have been on the other side too, you know.” “True, you must have felt the same back then.” “I did, Luckily for me, I had someone special to take care of me,” Layla said. looking right at me. “Don’t be cheesy now,” I groaned. “No, you’re my special mecial person,” she teased, jumping on top of me and tickling me. “s-s-stop it!” I cried out, tears welled up in my eyes from laughter. “I am w-w-warning y-y-you!” “Or else?” Layla said, tickling me harder. “Or ee-ee-else I cry for mommy!” I yelled out. The tickling stopped immediately. “You wouldn’t dare,” She said in an over serious tone. I could tell she was joking. “Try me,” I said, spreading my arms. The tickling started again “Mommy! Mom! Mommy!!” I yelled out. “Cry all you want little girl! No one can save you from this tickling attack!” Layla yelled back, tickling me even harder. “No one?” I heard someone above us say. Layla was suddenly floating above me. “I think there’s one such person in this house.” I saw through tear filled eyes that Layla was being carried by mommy. “Let's see how you like it,” mommy continued and started tickling. Soon Layla was laughing uncontrollably and trying to wriggle free from mommies grasp. —----------------------------------- After a few minutes the tickling was over and we were both exhausted from laughing so hard. I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked at Kara. I was amazed at how well she was adapting to my world. Giving up her independence so easily. Yes she was feeling anxious about moving here, once she saw where she was staying and our room, Kara said she was feeling at ease. I could see it on her, everything was relaxed and she was even a little bit curious And giving it all, one big outburst of emotions seems like a good trade off, even mommy was amazed how well Kara was handling it. Almost saying that she was born for it. “What are you thinking about?” Kara asked, while I was staring at her. “That I think you are one of the greatest people I have ever met,” I said, looking straight into her eyes. “And the biggest baby of them all!” I laughed out loud. “Such a nice moment,” mommy sighed. “Well, time for the two of you to get your butts changed,” mommy said while slapping our butts. We crawled over to our changing matts and laid down on our backs. “First you Kara,” mommy said. She quickly changed her while I waited for my turn. “Speaking of favorite people, I heard that Matthew disappeared. I tried to talk to his mommy, she was a blubbering mess and could barely finish a sentence,” mommy said. “I was wondering where he was, wasn’t his birthday coming up?” I asked mommy. “That was a couple of weeks ago, yes. Just a few days before he was taken by government people, as his mommy has said. “Wait,” I said, wandering back to the exchange. “Matthew came from your world?” I said a little bit too loud towards Kara. “I don’t know,” she shrugged. “Yes, Matthew was a portal Little, just like Kara,” mommy explained. “I do remember someone coming out of the portal before we got in,” I said “You mean that was your neighbor?” Kara asked. “He is, or was, I don’t think he is coming back home,” mommy answered Kara. “I am glad he is back home,” Kara said. Mommy doesn’t seem so sure about that, but she didn’t say anything. She moved over to me and changed my diaper. “Enough of grown up talk! Who wants fish fingers?” Mommy said enthusiastically while taping my diaper shut. Kara and I kept on playing in our playroom while mommy made dinner. Kara was playing with Butters while I was building a castle. For some reason my castle tower kept falling down and everything it did, it scared Butters a little. “Here, the problem is the foundation, you are missing a block here,” she pointed. I put a block there and finished building the tower. “Thanks!” I said while admiring my work. Except Mr. Buttersworth thought it was time for revenge and knocked down the whole tower while running out of the play room. “Every castle needs an enemy,” I chuckled while starting over again. mommy’s head turned the corner “Clean up and wash up, dinner is ready,” she said while slowly backing away. We both cleaned up and washed up. Mommy lifted us up into our high chairs and put the bibs on. “Is this still necessary,” Kara asked. “So long you’re my little sweetums,” mommy said while kissing the top of her head. “And a messy eater, don’t you remember macaroni night?” “Sadly I do,” Kara said while lifting her bib, inspecting it. Mommy chuckled. she grabbed our plastic plates from the counter and gave them to us. “fish fingers, tater tots, and red bell pepper, enjoy!” Mommy said while grabbing her plate and sitting at the head. We all started eating, and whilst I munched on a piece of bell pepper I looked at mommy and Kara, and Realized I was never happier than this moment. The End I am sorry that it took me a little longer than usual...

My apologies! My life has been slowly, but surely, turned upside down. I haven't forgotten about Layla, Kara, and Irene. I will continue this story when things calm down a little!

Great idea to not only make the title screen immersive but also the movie itself! I wonder how Ava is going to handle a Mexican style dinner..

Not really in the know with the American/Nacirema court system or rullings, but I did get the 'Ruth' reference! Well, I hope it was a reference ?

Things are getting interesting, curious to see what the week will entail.

Or even four! But I didn't tell you that ?

Great chapter! Love the interaction between Hector and Ava and their conversation about Tiffany. And as a horror fan, I do hope you flesh out the movie!

Glad Beth and her dad have moved succesfully! (for now) and are doing okay. Thanks for the update!

It doesn't have to happen in person, as it showed in the chapter, as for someone else... We'll see. Thank you! Everyone is still fair game at this point! Thanks! As for the spanking, it's still the earth dimension rules, so a little more... 'dignity'

Chapter Thirteen “Ray, get everyone out of this room,” I mumbled, moving my lips as little as possible and my eyes fixed on the screen. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ray nodding and handing me his tablet as he turned around. “Private meeting everyone!” He shouted. I heard people getting up and shuffling towards the door. David Jones and his, compagnion, stared silently at me with a big grin on both of their faces. They know. They know I was not prepared for a bomb shell like this to be dropped down on me. “All clear, want me to stay?” Ray asked. I turned my face around to look at him and saw that he was standing in the doorway. “No,” I stated coldly and quickly fixed my gaze back towards the screen. I heard the door close softly behind me and ‘she’ began talking immediately. “How have you been my little pumpkin butt? Mommy misses you very much!” She said a little too excited. David still had that stupid shit eating grin on his face, so pleased with himself. “I doubt that,” I said while shooting daggers at her. “I am sure you have replaced me immediately with someone else to torment.” “Oh, of course! I was heartbroken when I found out you escaped to your home dimension. It left a void only a Little could fill up,” she explained. “Little Johnny John can’t wait to meet his big sister! Or, well, after all that you have done, I guess little sister.” “What do you hope to achieve with this, David?” I asked, turning my attention towards him and ignoring her. Enough with the niceties and pleasantries towards them. “I was just hoping to reunite a mommy with her daughter, same as you,” he replied, still with the grin plastered on his face. “Sure,” I scoffed at him. “If I had to guess, you found her the same way you found Layla’s mother.” “Not that many Littles go missing here, let alone leave our dimension! So it wasn’t that hard,” he chuckled. “I figured,” I simply nodded. I better get this over quickly before they try to pull something nasty. “What’s the new deal you’re going to propose?” “Look at you, trying hard to be a big girl!” She squealed. I ignored her again. It seemed like David was trying his best to do the same. “I guess we can go back to one of your first offers of two Littles instead of the requested three,” He said, slowly removing that grin on his face. “Why back down all of the sudden? What is the catch here?” I asked him. “You look very stressed, are you getting enough sleep? Breastmilk?” The woman interrupted again. As if it was a silent agreement, David and I both ignored her. “The catch? Such a distrusting kind you Littles are. There is no catch, just a little request,” David replied, his grin has softened into a little smile. “Spit it out,” I said, losing my patience. He and the woman locked eyes for a moment and returned their attention back to me. “In exchange for Major Matthew, we of course would like Layla back in her mothers arms. Layla’s mother has lost quite a bit of sleep thanks to that little prank you pulled a week ago and is worried sick about her little girl,” He said, taking his time. “The second Little we’re requesting is you, Irene,” David finished. His eyes beamed, his smile crooked in an evil manner. Beside him the woman was almost jumping up and down in her chair from joy. “Never,” I said with venom in my voice. “Don’t you want to come back home to your mommy? Ireniepeenie?” The woman asked. Hearing my pet name again after all those years was simply horrible. “Never,” I asserted again. “Think about it for a minute. Without you, we don’t have a deal,” David said. “Never,” I maintained. “So no deal then? I wonder how your higher ups will take your answer,” He threatened me. “They will defend me to the death,” I assured David. “Mhm, are you sure?” He asked. Truth is, I wasn’t. They would do everything to save their own hides. Throwing me under the bus, or through the portal, was no exception. “One hundred percent,” I replied. “Always so sure of yourself. Tell me Ireniepeenie, when was the last time you had a blowout?” The woman said. This was bad, very bad! After all those years I never succeeded in removing some of the triggers she had implanted in me thanks to hypnoses I had undergone. I quickly brought the tablet to my face and searched for the disconnect button. “Let’s see, are you smart enough to still be in diapers, or stubborn enough that you wear panties?” She asked. “Is Irenepeenie making poopiewoopies for her mommy?” She yelled with great enthusiasm. Violent cramps were hitting my bowels immediately. I let the tablet drop out of my hands, who I quickly placed on my stomach. I dropped down to my knees and let out a loud grunt. “You still know how to make mommy happy,” the woman yelled. I ignored her taunts while I grabbed the tablet with my right hand. “If you ask me, that's the only position a Little should be in, on its knees,” David said. I smacked the screen a couple of times while I involuntarily pushed out a load, right into my underwear. “Look, it’s already playing like a go-” David said before I finally cut the connection and the screen went black again. I spent the next half hour uncontrollably messing myself on the office floor. I had quickly pulled off my pants with some effort when the feed with the other dimension ended, in the hope to save it at least a little. In the end I managed to save my pants somewhat. I wiped my bottom clean with some office paper. A terrible material for a task like this, but it was all I got at hand, I will do a better job when I get to a restroom. I put my pants back on and jumped a little when the cold wetness touched my butt. I grabbed the tablet and quickly walked through the door. On the other side Ray was waiting for me. “What took so long?” He asked. “Room has turned into a biohazard, don’t let anybody enter until it’s taken care of,” I said, walking quickly past Ray. “Um, okay. How did it go?” He asked. I got to the elevator and got in. “We got it down to two now,” I said turning around. “You better take the next one,” I said, pressing the button for the nursery floor. I got out and quickly walked towards my office. I quickly closed the door to my office and slumped against it, letting the tears stream down my face. ------------------------------------------------------------ “So Butters can come, but he will be tiny compared to the rest of your world. I can’t drink any alcohol at all, no matter the circumstances. Coffee could be an option, but only if I am a good girl, and I have to use my diapers at all times?” Kara asked me again, summarizing her big list of questions. “I think so,” I said, “The most important rule is that you never leave mommy’s side when you’re outside, or someone else that you trust.” “Why is that?” Kara asked. “There is some protection for adopted Littles, not so much for an independent Little. An Amazon can’t just pick you up and take you to their home. Some Amazons think those laws are ridiculous and ignore them anyway,” I explained. “Don’t they get caught and punished?” Kara asked, a little shocked. “Only the ones that take an already adopted Little. If you’re unadopted, law enforcement will side with the Amazon, if they get involved. Which isn’t the case most of the time,” I sighed. “One of the reasons why I let myself be adopted by my mommy. It’s simply saver that way, and I knew what I was getting into with her.” “Considering all that you have told me, I guess so,” Kara said, playing with her feet a little. “But why the diapers and baby clothes?” Kara asked, looking down. “I mean, if you both knew each other before your adoption, I guess your mommy knows you don’t need diapers?” “That’s true,” I stated. “This is easier than hanging me above an Amazon sized toilet,” I explained while patting the front of my used diaper. “And when I started nursing, my bladder and bowel control went out of the window completely anyway. So diapers were the obvious choice.” “You did mention that earlier,” Kara said. “Uhu, as for the baby clothes, dress the part. You’re a lot safer if you look like a well taken care of Little. If a Little dresses and acts like a grown up, most Amazons will see that as a challenge. They will try everything to make you look like an immature Little who can't take care of yourself. If they succeed in that, they are free to adopt you on the spot” I explained further. “That all sounds really messed up,” Kara acknowledged. “It really is! I lost most of my friends that way. One day you’re in class with them, the next day you see them strapped in a stroller with a yellowed diaper around their waist,” I said, followed with a loud sigh. “I am sorry,” Kara whispered while she grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “Speaking of yellow diapers, it seems like you two could use a change,” nanny stated. “You were listening?” I asked her. “Only overheard the last part, don’t worry,” nanny chuckled. “Looks like you two get along again, don’t you?” “Uhu,” Kara and I both said in unison. “Good! Let’s get those butts in some fresh pristine diapers,” nanny chirped, helping us both to our feet. Nanny changed us both, me in a matching pink diaper and Kara in a blue diaper that matches her shirt. We were instructed to take our place at the table and gave us our bottles. It tasted similar to mommy’s breast milk but it felt a little off. It wasn’t as creamy or sweet as I was used to. I wondered if Kara knew. In between sips we resumed our conversation. “So what do you think?” I asked Kara. “Do you want to come with me?” “I don’t know. The way you described it, it sounds both tempting and horrifying at the same time,” Kara answered. “For an independent Little it does,” I answered honestly. “But you can be adopted right away by my mommy when you arrive. So you don’t have to worry about that.” “That’s true,” Kara said, pondering a little. “What else?” “Just the fact that I’ll be giving up my independence? I mean, life here is far from perfect, but I do get choices. Whether it is choosing between jobs or something simple as drinking a glass of wine, not that I drink much. The choice to get out of the house when I want, even if it is in the middle of the night, or get out of bed late afternoon,” Kara explained. “I understand. What about instead of thinking what you can’t do anymore, start thinking about what you get in return?” I tried to reason with Kara. “Well, no more stress because of my job, bills, what to cook, and what to wear. No more loneliness or trying to take care of my house plants,” Kara rambled on. “You’re forgetting one thing,” I said. “The most important thing, feeling at ease with yourself. No more anxiety.” “That does sound nice,” she sighed. “Sometimes I wonder why I became a police officer. There are days that I am deathly afraid to see or even be around people, let alone talk to them!” Kara’s eyes were tearing up a little. She quickly put the nipple of the bottle at her lips and slowly took sips from it. After a minute she removed it again. “Are you okay?” I asked worried. “A little,” Kara said, rubbing her eyes. “One more curious question?” “Only one?” I chuckle, trying to brighten her mood. “For now,” Kara answered. “What if I don't like your dimension at all? Can I come back here? To mine?” “I, I don’t know,” I stammered out. “I didn’t know a place like this existed until a week ago. I am not sure if mommy knows, but maybe Ed or nanny knows? Or they know someone who knows?” Kara only nodded and resumed drinking her bottle. I followed her lead and did the same. We drank the rest of our bottles in silence, letting out an enormous belch when we were done. “Good girls!” Nanny praised us as she approached us. “How about an activity?” She suggested. ----------------------------------------- “Thank you for coming to us with this information.” The man behind the desk said, dropping the folder on his desk. “As you may have noticed, our options are slimming down quickly.” “I have. One of the reasons why I approached you sir,” I replied. “May I ask why you waited?” He asked sincerely. “Gathering up more evidence, maybe hoping that drastic measures weren't needed?” I asked rhetorically. The man behind the desk nodded. “As of today, it seems that drastic measures are our only option,” he said, grabbing the screen that stood on his desk and turning it to face me. It flickered on and it showed me Irene talking to the representatives of the other dimension. “I guess the talks are not going the way we had hoped?” I asked, shifting a little to the edge of my seat and tightened my grip on the stress ball. “Watch closely,” The man behind the desk instructed. He increased the volume so I could hear them more clearly “Let’s see, are you smart enough to be still in diapers, or stubborn that you wear panties?” The woman had asked Irene. My gut told me those two must have some history together, seeing the way they are interacting. I guessed Irene had met her in the other dimension. “Is Irenepeenie making poopiewoopies for her mommy?” The woman yelled, making sure Irene had heard her. Immediately Irene slumped down to the ground and started grunting. “Is she? Is she messing herself?” I said, not hiding the shock in my voice. “Yes,” He said, turning off the screen. “As of today, we no longer deem Irene fit for the job. There is too much at stake here. We hoped Irene's experience would come in handy here. Sadly for us, and her, she has proven otherwise.” “What’s the plan?” I asked him, leaning back into the chair a little. “We are looking for someone to replace her, and who are better candidates than the two people who worked directly under her?” He asked. “So you’re looking at me and Ray,” I stated, kneading the stress ball in my hand “We were, until,” The men said, pointing at the folder I had handed him an half hour ago. “Ah, I understand,” I said. “So how about it? You take it?” He asked, intertwining his fingers. “What about Irene?” I asked. Somewhere I hoped they would treat her too harshly, especially after what I just saw. “We’ll handle it, just like Ray. Don’t worry about it,” he waved it off I nodded a little and began to think it through. I already knew Irene’s job description. Instead of carrying out orders I would be giving them, plus the increase in responsibility of course, and keeping good relation with the other side of the portal. I felt a little bit guilty towards Irene and Ray by even considering this position I was offered. Still, if they had played by the rules, this wouldn’t have happened. “How big would the increase of my salary be, percent wise?” I asked him. He gave me a wide smile and started writing numbers on a piece of paper. He slid it over to me and I picked it up. “When do I start?” I asked, looking at the numbers. “Immediately.”

Great story and great art! Love the references in it. Thank you!

I finally caught up, great chapters! Glad to see Beth is 'growing up' again and I think we're going to see more of Addy in the future. Curious to see what's in store for Cameron at law school!

Wonder no more! ? As for the third person, nothing is set in stone... yet. Thank you!? I guess the fun chat will be one sided...?

Thank you! ? Sorry, can't help being little proud of this one! And we will see in the next chapter how the meeting will affect Irene With how Irene left things the last time he had to step up his game! ??