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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.
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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.
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“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.”
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“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.
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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...
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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..
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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 ?
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14 hours ago, SGTbaby said:
They might three people after all!
Or even four! But I didn't tell you that ?
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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!
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Glad Beth and her dad have moved succesfully! (for now) and are doing okay.
Thanks for the update!
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8 hours ago, ValentinesStuff said:
I wonder if a recording of the Irene's Mommy would make her mess, or if someone else saying it would.
It doesn't have to happen in person, as it showed in the chapter, as for someone else... We'll see.
6 hours ago, Moon3ye said:The chapter is so brilliant. Just everything. I'm really excited to see what happens next and who is in DD and who is in our dimension.
Thank you! Everyone is still fair game at this point!
4 hours ago, Guilend said:I think Irene is getting a visit from Nanny. Bet she’s getting a good spanking for pooping her big girl panties at her age. I loved it. Good chapter.
Thanks! As for the spanking, it's still the earth dimension rules, so a little more... 'dignity'
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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.
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“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.
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“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.”
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Great story and great art! Love the references in it.
Thank you!
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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!
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20 hours ago, BabySofia said:
I'll be honest I'd been wondering if her old mommy would make an appearance and she would become the third person for the trade... Uh-oh! ?
Wonder no more! ? As for the third person, nothing is set in stone... yet.
16 hours ago, Cya said:I half suspected that this would happen, but my God you did a phenomenal job brining in yhat curveball. Irene is utterly screwed.
Thank you!?
14 hours ago, SGTbaby said:Awesome blast from the past. Fun chat is certainly coming up!
I guess the fun chat will be one sided...?
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7 hours ago, Moon3ye said:
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I did not expect this. With many things but not with the fact that her "mother" appears on the other side. You are a genius. I'm really looking forward to the next chapter.Thank you! ?
6 hours ago, Guilend said:I bet Irenes panties just got a full load in the back of them ?
However I’m very upset. A CLIFFHANGER? Really? Ugh! Now I can’t sleep tonight ????
I can’t wait till the next chapter.
5 hours ago, Guilend said:Yeah it looks like he definitely knows how to play hardball. I have a feeling there might be some hypnotic triggers in Irene that might get triggered or her body just might revert back to some of its old responses to her stressful and traumatic experience over there. I don’t think she really felt with it and even if she had she might not be able to put up a mental defense since she wasn’t expecting to be triggered.
Sorry, can't help being little proud of this one! And we will see in the next chapter how the meeting will affect Irene
5 hours ago, ValentinesStuff said:I bet Irenes
pantiesdiapees just got a full load in the back of them ?Fixed that.
It seems Mr. Jones has been doing his research. I wonder if Ray knew what was up.
With how Irene left things the last time he had to step up his game!
2 hours ago, little dragoniusrex said:OMG they got irene her mommy
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On 2/16/2021 at 4:37 PM, BabySofia said:
Someone is liking the idea of being a grownup again I bet! The behind the scenes with Irene and her underlings could be interesting. Glad to see an update - completely understand real life. Good luck!
Thank you! Glad you're liking the behind the scenes!
On 2/16/2021 at 8:56 PM, Moon3ye said:I thought the same thing, but taking out her frustration on Karen, who actually just wanted to help her, is not fair of her either. She deserves a slap on the ass from Nanny tomorrow morning and an enema if Nanny is mean. (okay the enema only because I am mean).
Maybe an enema is a good idea ?
On 2/17/2021 at 4:35 AM, SGTbaby said:Wow Layla is becoming more of a teenager for sure...lol
And with all the insecurities it comes with it.
On 2/17/2021 at 5:29 AM, Guilend said:Oh wow. I just got caught up. Too bad the boss didn't at least get a red bottom. But that'd probably take away from the plot too much. Great story.
Thank you!
On 2/17/2021 at 5:39 AM, ValentinesStuff said:They grow up so fast.
In a blink of an eye?
On 2/20/2021 at 9:41 AM, little dragoniusrex said:what that is not fair and where they got inflating paci from ????
Indeed the paci Layla already had when she went through.
14 hours ago, Cya said:I laughed at the pacifier part, but my God is that messed up. Layla demanded a friend and Karen stepped up. I hope Layla gets a spanking to put her back in her place.
Thanks!
Chapter Twelve
I woke up the next morning after crying myself to sleep last night. To my disappointment, no one from the control room came down to help me with the stupid pacifier. I sat up straight and looked down at Layla, who was still sleeping soundly. I slowly suckle the pacifier as I let out a steady stream into the diaper. I pulled at the pacifier, hoping that I could remove it after some time had passed. After a few attempts I gave up and grabbed one of the stuffed animals that lay in the crib and hugged it. I eyed the door occasionally, hoping that Helen would come through it. I had no idea what her hours were, and since there wasn’t a clock hanging somewhere in the nursery I had to guess the time thanks to the fading light of the glow in the dark stars
After a while Layla began stirring in her sleep, shifting her position a couple of times before falling in a deep sleep again. I prodded her diapered butt a little, hoping that she would wake up and help me with the pacifier. She gave no reaction to my prodding, I refrained from using more force, afraid that she would wake up angry and inflate the pacifier even more.
I laid down on my back again and huffed some air out through my nose. I almost fell asleep when I heard the nursery door open. I sprung up as Helen stepped in and the lights slowly grew brighter.
“Good morning Kara, you’re up early,” Helen chirped, walking towards the crib.
“Mmmhmmh!” I moaned behind the enormous pacifier, pointing at it.
“Seems like Layla knows how to share,” Helen cooed softly. She slowly started to rock Layla back and forth. “Are you getting up, sweety?”
“Mmhmh!” I moaned again, pointing angrily at the pacifier again. I felt tears welling up in my eyes.
“Just pull it out if you want to say something Kara,” Helen said, reaching for the pacifier. “Here,” she said, grabbing the pacifier by its clip and pulling at it. I screamed behind it from the pain and pulled away from Helen’s hand. “Why is it stuck?” Helen said, a little confused.
I angrily pointed at Layla, who was slowly waking up. Helen got the message and turned her attention towards Layla.
“Layla, do you know how to remove the pacifier Kara has in her mouth?” Helen asked her. Layla sat up and slowly rubbed her eyes. Sleepish she looked at me and slowly got her hand up to my mouth. She pushed something on the pacifier and I felt it deflate immediately. I quickly spat it out and rubbed my jaw. After the pain had subdued I angrily looked at Layla.
“What kind of pacifier is that?” Helen asked as she picked up the drool covered pacifier. She pushed the front a couple of times and saw the bulb inflate again. “So that’s why you couldn’t remove it,” Helen noted.
“Layla put it into my mouth last night in order for me to shut my mouth!” I yelled while pointing at Layla. “And she refused to help me remove it!”
“I wanted to sleep and you wouldn’t shut up,” Layla yawned.
“Layla, that isn’t how you’re supposed to treat your sister,” Helen scolded.
“She isn’t my sister,” Layla mumbled, rubbing her eyes again.
“Maybe not by blood,” Helen explained, helping Layla out of the crib. “But she sacrificed a lot so that you feel at ease here. Something I think you should be thankful for,” Helen continued as she unsnapped the onesie at the crotch and helped Layla out of it.
Layla groaned at the words as the onesie passed her head. Helen grabbed the changing mat and laid Layla on it. Helen quickly removed the wet diaper and wiped her clean. She tossed the used diaper and wipes in the diaper pail and helped Layla up again.
“So I think a punishment is in order,” Helen declared, leading the naked Lyla to one of the chairs.
“What?! NO!” Layla screamed, trying to pull her arm away without any luck. Helen had firmly grasped her arm.
“Yes,” Helen stated calmly as she sat down. “I know you’re going through a lot, but that is no excuse to treat other people badly. As for the past few days, your behaviour leaves a lot to be desired.”
“Please, I’ll be good from now on,” Layla said as she got pulled over Helens lap.
“I still have to do this,” Helen sighed.
I watched from the crib as Layla got her punishment. With the first few swats I was happy Layla got the consequences of her action. When Layla started crying after ten or so swats, my heart filled with pity. As her cries became louder I turned away, not wanting to look anymore. Sure she was acting like a brat the last few days, but did she really deserve something like this? If I was pulled away from my world at an instant and not knowing when I could return, I would become grumpy and irritated too. Especially after people say they can get you back. I grabbed another stuffed animal and hugged it tightly, hoping to drown out the smacks and cries.
The spanking finally stopped and the crying soon followed. I heard some sniveling behind me and turned around. Layla and Helen moved down to the changing mat again and Layla was put in another diaper. I turned around too late to see the state of her bottom. A plain pink shirt was pulled over her head and was instructed to sit down at the table.
“Kara, it’s your turn,” Helen stated calmly. I slowly got out of the crib with her help and my onesie was removed and my diaper changed. I was put in a plain baby blue shirt and instructed to sit at the table as well. I sat down opposite of Layla, who was staring at the ground, occasionally sniveling her nose. Our oatmeal and bottles filled with milk arrived shortly and we ate it in silence.
Once we were done Layla sat herself down in front of the closet staring at her feet. I was unsure what to do. I looked at Helen who was cleaning up the mess we made.
“What now?” I asked her.
“Talk to her?” Helen suggested. I could see from her face she felt a little remorseful. “Maybe you could say you aren't mad at her?”
“Would that help?” I wondered, looking over at Layla.
“No harm in trying,” Helen chirped softly as she put everything on a tray.
I slowly got up and waddled over to Layla, I plopped down next to her and gave her reassuring smile. She shot me a meekly glance and stared back at the ground.
“I am sorry you got spanked,” I began. “I am not mad at you or anything for putting that pacifier in my mouth. I just want to help you feel somewhat at home.”
“I know,” Layla replied. “I am sorry for inflating the pacifier.”
“Thank you,” I said, grabbing her hand and squeezing it softly. “It must be hard for you to be so far away from home,” I said, letting the topic of the pacifier rest. I was curious why she had such a pacifier with her, maybe that was a question for later.
“Uhu,” Layla answered. Tears started to well up in her eyes. I embraced her and hugged her tightly while she sobbed. “I-I just want to go h-home.”
“I know,” I whispered.
“I miss my m-mommy, Ollie, my f-f-friends, daycare,” Layla stuttered. “I want my o-own nursery, and m-my own clothes and diapers. I-I hate it here.”
“Not everything I hope?” I asked her playfully.
“N-no, You’re nice,” Layla shook her head. “And nanny t-too if she isn’t spanking me.”
We both chuckled a little at her remark.
“Thank you for saying that,” I said, kissing the side of her head. “What else?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” Layla asked, wiping away the tears.
“What else is on your mind? How do you feel besides missing your mommy and Ollie?”
“Oh,” she stated. The room filled up with silence while Layla thought of an answer. I let go of her and let her think about it in peace.
After a while she answered. “I hate this anxious feeling that’s growing inside of me ever since I stumbled into this dimension. I feel angry and frustrated at everything and everyone. Before I was adopted by my mommy I also had those feelings. I thought it was normal to feel anxious all the time, and that everyone else in the world felt the same. That’s until I met mommy, and those feelings disappeared completely. She makes me feel at ease and most of all, loved,” Layle explained with a sigh. “I am sorry for last night. It was wrong of me to take it out on you.”
“It’s okay, now I know why you did that, I am sorry you feel anxious all the time,” I said, giving her a weak smile.
“Do you ever feel that way?” Layla asked me.
“Sure,” I answered immediately. “I am filled with self doubt. Am I a good enough police officer? A good friend? Do I take good care of Butters? And plenty more. It feels like I am stumbling across life without a clear path in view,” I said, murmuring the last bit.
This time Layla gave me a strong hug and petted the top of my head.
“Maybe, well. If,” Layla said with a pause in between, thinking out loud.
“What is it?” I asked her.
“Well, do you like your life at the moment?” Layla asked.
“It’s okay, I think. If it wasn’t for Butters it would be a lot darker,” I answered honestly.
“What about the other police officer? The one that was with you when you picked me up?” Layla continued.
“You mean Gavin?”
“Yeah, don’t you two get along?”
“A little, when it’s just the two of us in the squad car he is okay. But since I am the runt of the station I get made fun of, and he joins in from time to time. I tried to get my supervisor to listen to me, but to no avail.”
“That’s terrible!”
“I know. Transferring doesn't help, I already did that twice. For a partner I guess Gavin is the lesser of the evils.”
“I understand, one of the reasons why I choose to wear diapers over panties in college. Sure the diaper changes are embarrassing, but it's better than the tauntings about panties. Plus they try to make you wet or mess your panties on purpose a lot more when you wear them. They see it like a challenge to get you back in diapers.”
“I think I get it,” I answered, unsure how to react to that.
“Okay,” Layla noded. “What I wanted to ask was, maybe, you euhm, want to come with me?” She blurted out.
“Back to your dimension you mean?” I said, a little shocked.
“If you want,” Layla fidgeted. “I mean, I have lots of friends, but a sister would be fun and mommy was thinking about adopting another one,” she continued shyly.
“I don’t know, while I do enjoy being in diapers, I like being an adult, and I have to think about Butters too. Even if I wanted to, I am not sure if they would let me,” I said, pointing at the two way mirror. I felt my cheeks turn red while thinking about a life in the other dimension. Sure I had entertained that thought before, but giving up every adult privilege I had? No bills to pay though, or the stress of a job, then again no alcohol or going somewhere yourself. I have read about some adult babies that live that way, they always had the choice to go back. I am not sure If I had that same choice in Layla’s dimension.
“Maybe if you ask them nicely?” Layla suggested, breaking my train of thought.
“Maybe, I have to think about it first, and ask you a whole lot of questions,” I answered.
“Okay, what do you want to know?” Layla asked.
“Can Butters come too?”
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“No news yet?” I asked Ray as we looked down at the nursery. I was getting a little worried that my plan had failed. It had been more than a week since I abruptly ended our conversation with David Jones in the hopes the mother would step up.
“Nothing yet,” Ray answered, swiping away on his tablet. “If you want we can try to make contact with them?”
“No. They will see it as a sign of weakness,” I answered.
“Okay, you probably already know, but the board is getting impatient,” Ray said, locking his tablet.
“I know, I know. Just a few more days. Mr. Jones will come around,” I said calmly. I was in a tough spot. Not knowing what the other dimension was planning, if they were planning anything at all. And the board of directors who wanted Matthew in our dimension as soon as possible. Last week I began wondering why Matthew Lesser was so important to them. He was just a military advisor, we already had tons of them, and all of them replaceable. There must be something else they are planning without involving me.
“I hope so,” Ray stated. “Anything else I can do for you?”
“As for the moment, no, thank you,” I replied. Ray left my side and sat down at his desk. I kept my position in front of the mirror, looking down at the two babies. Sadly my plan to replace the milk and water in their bottles with breastmilk had failed. I had my doubts but it was worth a shot. Layla was still progressing day by day, but at least it seemed to stagnate a little by now and didn’t cause any major problems for us. Only for poor Kara who had spent the night suckling on a locking pacifier. Ed wanted to walk down and intervene but I had to stop him. I reminded him that sisters sometimes can be nasty towards each other and that Layla will receive a just punishment from Helen in the morning. After a little sputtering he agreed with me and walked away.
“Irene?” Ray startle me.
“Yes?” I answered him, turning around to face him.
“Speak of the devil and he shall appear,” he chuckled. “We have David Jones on screen downstairs.”
“Finally,” I said, not showing the huge relief I was feeling.
I followed Ray to the elevator and down the hall and entered the room. Everyone was busy at their desks, no head turned around to see who came through the door. The way I wanted it, it meant that they were focused on their workload.
“Same screen?” I asked Ray.
“Sure, here he comes,” Ray said, grabbing his tablet and swiping on it. The screen turned on in one swift motion and showed two people. It was David Jones and the most vile person I have ever met. I felt my heart beating faster in my chest, the hairs in my neck stood upright, and my fingernails dug into the palms of my hands.
“There is my little Honeybun!” She screeched.
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On 2/12/2021 at 5:11 AM, SGTbaby said:
Interesting developments
Thanks! ?
On 2/13/2021 at 12:25 AM, Arendeth said:Thank for the chapters.
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15 hours ago, Cya said:This is getting very interesting. The mental conditioning Layla had endured is starting to wear off.
But is it going to be for better or worse?
Chapter Eleven
“Ed, take a smoke break with me, will you?” Ray asked me, leaning on my desk.
“You know I don’t smoke, why would I?” I questioned back, not looking up from my monitor.
“Ed,” Ray insisted. I looked up to face him and saw a big frown on his face. He looked a little too serious.
“Alright,” I said with a sigh. I finished the last paragraph of my report and logged off from my computer. “Lead the way,” I said as I stood up and motioned for him to move. Whatever Ray has on its mind, it’s probably serious enough. Even if it wasn’t serious, he wouldn’t stop bugging me until I went with him.
I followed Ray down the hallway and into the elevator. Ray pushed the button for the ground floor and the doors closed.
“So, what’s so important?” I asked him, staring at the doors.
“Not here,” Ray whispered and put his finger to his lips. I let out a little groan, wondering why he was so mysterious. Finally the doors opened and we walked outside through the hallway.
The sunlight blinded our eyes and we grabbed our sunglasses. Ray shiftly looked around and pointed at a dumpster.
“There,” he whispered. I followed him in silence and arrived at the dumpster. Ray grabbed his pack of cigarettes from his pocket and took one out. “You sure?” He asked, reaching the pack towards me.
“No, now tell me what is so important?” I asked, a little irritated. Ray slowly lit his cigarette and inhaled deeply. I felt like I was back in high school, standing next to the dumpster hoping not to get caught while smoking in secret.
“How much do you know about Irene?” He asked. I gave him a puzzled look, not sure where he was going with this.
“Not all that much,” I admitted. “She is our boss that oversees this operation. I have no clue about her homelife or if she has a husband, boyfriend, or a girlfriend. She is not really what I call an open book.”
“Right, what do you think of her attitude towards, well all this? Kara, Layla, the operation?” He asked. I still didn’t get what he was getting at. I thought the events over in my mind.
“Well, ever since we picked up that report about Layla, she seems a little cold, unnerved maybe? I don’t know, she is acting differently though, I have picked up on that. As to why, I don’t know,” I rambled on. “I mean, we have prepared for a case like this, one of them coming into our dimension. It couldn’t be a surprise for Irene that it finally happened, right?” I questioned Ray. He took a long drag from his cigarette and inhaled deeply.
“Right, so you have noticed her behaviour change too,” Ray exhaled. “Since we had contact with the other dimension she is acting differently, a little too hostile towards them for my taste.” Ray said, taking another drag. “ I have found out why. Turns out Irene has spent up to five years in Layla’s dimension,” Ray coldly stated.
“She what?” I was shocked! “How? How did that happen? How did she get back? Just how?!” I bursted out, just too many questions as to how. I thought bringing another person back to its original dimension was never achieved!.
“Easy,” Ray said, trying to shush me. He looked around quickly and focused back on me.
“I know, I know. It’s all new information to me too. But can you imagine? Five whole long years in that dimension?” Ray asked.
“How did you find out?” I wondered.
“Easy, I got access into the database and found a secret personal folder containing all this information,” Ray explained.
“You what?” I yelled. “Why would you ever do that!? You know what kind of punishment is on that!” I was shocked. How could Ray be so stupid! He knows the dangers of snooping around the compound and database, at least I am pretty sure he does. We all got the same warning at orientation.
“Lower your voice idiot!” Ray hissed. “I just got a little suspicious by Irene’s mood shift, that’s all.”
“And that’s a good reason to snoop around?! A mood shift?!” I yelled again, throwing my arms up in the air to emphasize my point.
“You know Irene, one thing you can count on is that she has a very consistent mood. Doesn’t matter the weather, season or stress from the job,” Ray explained. “And lower your damn voice,” he added.
“True,” I said, lowering my voice. “So now we know what you want to do with it?”
“I don’t know, that’s why I told you, you’re good at things like this,” he smiled.
“Great, dragging me down with you,” I sighed and shook my head.
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It has been a week since I came down to the nursery and been a pretend sister for Layla. I couldn’t really believe it, a whole week of using diapers, changes, drawing, and sleeping in a crib next to Layla. Luckily for me I settled in quickly and got over the embarrassment of the big two way mirror and only walking around in a diaper. Well, that was until it was bath time. Bath time considered using a washcloth and a bucket of lukewarm water with soap in it that Ed brought down. For a facility like this you think they would’ve thought everything through twice and added a bath, or even a sink. Sadly, Layla and I had to stand on a big towel in the middle of the room while we were scrubbed down by Helen. Layla and I had our arms across our chests holding our towels, shivering a little bit while nanny put the bucket with dirty water in front of the door.
“Sorry about that,” Helen apologized while rubbing Layla dry. “Let’s get you back into a diaper and something warm, how is that?” Helen asked her. Layla only nodded slightly. Helen turned to me and dried me off too and instructed us to stand next to the crib. We were quickly put in identical white diapers and in footed-sleepers. Mine baby blue again with dark blue cuffs, Layla in her pink one with white cuffs.
“Is that better?” Helen asked us. We nodded simultaneously while looking at Helen. “Good! So what do you want to do Layla? I can braid your hair?” Helen asked her. I have noticed Helen almost always asked Layla first for things she wants. I kinda figured that since I took this job, still I couldn't help feeling a little envious.
“Reading?” Layla asked, pointing at the tiny stack of books on the table. A few days ago Layla asked for something else to read instead of a colorful farm animal book. At first Helen had a surprised look on her face and quickly typed something on her phone. Apparently Irene and the other people upstairs had agreed to send a few books down, mostly books for little kids with a bit more text in it. When Layla read through all those, she had requested books without pictures in it. Which, again, management agreed with. They send down copies of The Hobbit and the Redwall series.
“Of course you can,” Helen chirped and walked us down to the table. Layla plopped down on her seat and immediately continued reading The Hobbit. I instead picked up the pencils and started practicing my art work. It still wasn’t anywhere close to Layla’s work, but I was happy with the progress I was making.
Helen gave us our bottles of warm milk and we both took our occasional sips from it. I noticed it tasted a little different than a few days ago, but shook it off as them trying some sort of almond milk to see if Layla likes that better, which she did.
“Where are you now?” I asked Layla after a while, feeling a little bored of drawing.
“The dwarves just entered Lake Town,” Layla answered, a little irritated, not looking up from her book.
“Oh, Okay,” I answered meekly. I stood up, letting Layla read her book in peace. I walked over to a little playmat that was spread out in front of the closet and sat down on it. I made a tower out of the blocks that were on it and let it fall down again. I repeated the process a couple of times before leaning my back on the closet and letting out a sigh. This sure wasn't what I thought it was going to be. Layla seemed to get more bored by the hour now, not playing with the other toys that were lying around. I suspected that she even got bored playing and talking with me. After a while Helen brought me my half finished bottle and handed it to me.
“Thank you,” I said and took a few sips. Helen sat down next to me with her legs crossed.
“You’re welcome,” she said softly. We sat there in silence for a little bit, watching Layla reading at the table.
“Not what we had imagined, huh?” Helen said.
“Not really, no. I thought I was going to be playing with her more, instead she just wants to read all the time,” I answered.
“Same, she acts more like a teen then a toddler,” Helen added.
“Sure does, even has the mood,” I chuckled. “Any idea why?” I asked Helen, looking up at her. I knew it had something to do with breastmilk, or lack thereof.
“No clue, they don’t give me a whole lot of information about what is going on. Something is definitely wrong, I know that,” Helen whispered. “Luckily I still have you to take care of.”
“Wha-” I was cut off by Helen's merciless tickle attack. “Plea-ease! Stohop!” I laughed out loud. I felt my diaper growing thicker as the tickling continued.
“You have to say the magic word!” Helen chirped. She stopped tickling for a moment to allow me to catch my breath.
“I-I already said plea-se,” I said, gasping for air.
“You didn’t say pretty please,” Helen said, continuing her tickling attack. I immediately started laughing again.
“Pre-t-ty pl-ea-se!” I stuttered out from laughing. Helen finally stopped and I slowly caught my breath. I gave Helen a little hug as a thank you and sat down on the mat again. “So what now?” I asked her.
“I guess it’s bedtime,” Helen said, looking at her phone. She got up and helped me to my feet. She unzipped my footed sleeper and inspected my diaper. “Guess I better change you into a night time diaper.” I nodded and walked over towards the crib. Helen grabbed the changing mat and I laid down on it. Helen almost removed the sleeper and quickly changed my diaper. She put a soaker in the new one and taped it shut. As is tradition I had my eyes closed during the whole change.
“All done, hop in the crib while I get your sister,” Helen said. I did as I was told and got in the crib. I watched as Helen got to Layla and instructed her to put the book down. After a little protest Layla reluctantly put the book away and followed Helen. Without a word from the both of them Layla quickly got changed. Helen clipped the pacifier to Layla’s sleeper. I wondered why Helen did that, it's not like Layl still suckled on it. Helen helped Layla into the crib and put the bars into place. She wished us both a good night and quietly exited the nursery with the help of Ed.
We laid there in silence for a while until I spoke up. “So how is that book? I remember when I read it as a kid I really liked it,” I said, trying to break the tension that was forming between us.
“It’s okay,” Layla simply stated.
“Uhu, What do you think of the dwarves? Which one is your favorite?”
“Don’t know,” Layla said, turning away from me.
“Bilbo then?” I asked, hearing a big sigh coming from Layla. I put her mood down on her being homesick. It's been a week already, without hearing a word from Irene or even her own mother.
“I guess you must miss your mommy terribly, don’t you?” I asked, trying to get her to open up.
“Do you ever shut up!?” She yelled all of the sudden, turning around to face me.
“I-I sorry, I ju-just wan-” I stuttered, completely taken aback by her yelling.
“Here, this will help,” Layla said. She unclipped the pacifier from the cord and shoved it into my mouth. Still in shock I was surprised how big the bulb felt in my mouth. I wanted to pull it out quickly but before I could do that Layla touched it a couple of times. I felt the bulb growing bigger in my mouth until it filled up my mouth completely. Layla removed her hands again. Completely in shock I clawed desperately at the pacifier in the hope to deflate and remove it.
“Try all you want, you’re not getting it out yourself,” Layla said, turning around so her back faced me again. Tears started to well up in my eyes. I didn’t deserve this kind of treatment, I am here so she wouldn't feel alone!
“Hmfh!” Was all that came out of me, trying to get Layla’s attention. I pushed her back softly, hoping she would turn around.
“Nope, not removing it, good night,” Layla said in a cold voice. “Go to sleep.”
I pushed her a couple of times more but got no reaction from her. I sat down in the corner and angrily looked at Layla. The tears started to slowly roll down my cheeks. I wanted to hit her badly, force her to remove this stupid gag from my mouth. I hope someone in the control room has seen the interaction and would come down to help me.
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Next chapter is going to have to wait for a little bit... Real life and stuff, sorry in advance!
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A very interesting conversation with Iris, I wonder where she is from..
On 2/10/2021 at 11:29 PM, YourDiapersCute said:Looking back, I spent more time on day care then I did on any other arc. You might say I have a attraction to that kind of setting. Lol. Btw. I just noticed your pfp. Nice.
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The little spark has become a fire... Great chapter!
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Chapter Ten
When I arrived at the office I was instructed by the front desk to immediately go upstairs to meet the board of directors. So far I could tell, from the nervous secretary, they weren’t having a great morning. As soon as I stepped into the conference room the chewing out began. Threats were made by most, some of them were bargaining, only two of them were asking for an explanation. Luckily for me, my time in the other dimension wasn’t all useless. I have learned a few tricks from the monster I had to call mommy.
I straightened my back and put my chin up a little, staring at them with cold eyes. Lingering a little too long on a few of them. You wait for them to quiet down, awaken their curiosity of what you’re going to do. Next step was waiting in silence, only that way you got the upper hand. As a mommy lecturing her Littles. After I got them where I wanted them I coldly explained my plan. I admitted it was a reckless move of mine to wait for Miss Doran to take action. I assured them, bringing up my experience, that it was just a matter of time. As a final statement I asked them to leave Ray alone, since the improvisational move was all on me. They all slowly bobbed their heads towards me in agreement. A few whispers went around the room, debating on what to do. After a very stern warning to never pull that kind of shit again, my pay was docked even lower, barely survivable in this day and age. A small sacrifice for now. They sure will load me with a nice bonus, maybe even a company car with a driver, but only when my wager holds up
I stepped out of the office, showing a little smile when the door closed behind me. With a steady pace I walked towards the elevator and pressed the bottom of the nursery floor. I let myself relax as the elevator slowly got to the right floor, feeling a little shiver crawl across my back. Only now realizing that the reprimand could have gotten way worse and that I was on thin ice. At worst they could send me back to that miserable place. Thankfully, for that to happen I would practically burn the place to the ground.
The elevator doors opened at the right floor and I stepped out. I walked down the hallway and stood still in front of the door. I found my composure, swiped my card and stepped into the room. With one quick look around the room I was satisfied, everything was running like it was supposed to do. Ray and Ed quickly got up from their desks and walked over to me.
“Good morning!” They both said simultaneously.
“Ray, Ed, good morning,” I said, nodding at each of them. Ed was kneading his stress ball a little.
“So, how bad was it?” Ray asked.
“Once I explained everything they were a little more lenient,” I answered. “Don’t worry, I explained that you didn’t have anything to do with it. It was all on me.” Ray let out a sigh of relief.
“Thank you,” he stated.
“So, how are they doing?” I asked, looking at the two way mirror.
“They seem to be alright. Helen did have to punish them for changing their diapers at night,” Ed said, putting the stress ball away.
“Tell me everything,” I said, taking the lead and walking towards the two way mirror. Helen and the two babies were sitting at the table drawing. Ed gave me a full account of last night, starting with Kara messing her diaper. I was a little surprised that Layla managed to change Kara’s diaper. Most Littles, at least where I stayed for those dreaded five years, were conditioned to not touch their diapers. I chuckled a little when Ed explained their punishments to me.
“What’s so funny about that?” Ed asked, stopping his briefing and giving me a puzzled look.
“Just a fitting punishment, that’s all,” I said
“There is just one other thing we have picked up last night,” Ed said, giving me a tablet. A video played right away, showing Layla and Kara in their crib, talking to each other. I listened intently to Layla explaining why she wasn’t sucking on her pacifier anymore. My eyes went wide while I kept my focus on the video.
“Is she, progressing?” I asked.
“We figured so. As for now there are no big changes in her behaviour, aside from the pacifier and stuffed animal. Our estimate is that it won’t take long for it to become a problem,” Ed explained carefully.
“Right,” I stated. “Thank you for showing me this,” I said, handing the tablet back to Edd.
This was probably bad? I don’t know. I have never seen a Little making progress. Usually the Amazons just regress them slowly or take everything with one operation. But for a Little to grow up a second time? No chance. I wonder how Layla’s mother would take this, or David Jones. What would Layla begin to think right now? Would she try to make her escape and live in this world? Many questions raced around my head, with only one answer available to all of them. That’s to hoping it’s going to work.
“Let’s try feeding them breastmilk,” I said calmly.
“Breastmilk? You think that’s going to work?” Ed asked.
“Honestly, I don’t think so. Their breastmilk is, different,” I stammered a little. “But we have to try everything. So breastmilk it is.”
“I am taking care of it,” Ray said, already making a call and walking away. Ed and I stayed and stared into the nursery. I grinded my teeth a little. This is not why I am forced to work here, I don’t have any experience with raising Littles.
“Euhm, Irene,” Ed said, breaking my train of thought.
“Yes?” I said, turning my head a little.
“Well, I had a question on my mind,” he said nervously.
“What is it?”
“Since Kara signed the papers yesterday, agreeing to, well this,” he said, gesturing at the nursery. “Your attitude towards her seemed to have changed, negatively I mean. I just wondered why?”
“Just a little falling out before Kara signed the papers, that’s all. I admire what she is doing down there,” I lied. I wasn’t going to tell Ed about my hatred for that dimension, and everyone who liked diapers. People here should know how good they have it. Plenty of Littles would trade with those kinds of people in a heartbeat, but most of them wouldn’t. Wishing that kind of torture on some else is considered inhuman amongst the Little population.
“Ah, I see,” Ed nodded, kneading his stress ball a little harder.
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“How are you holding up Kara?” I asked her, seeing her visible squirming in just her diaper. I was wriggling a little in my seat, finding a good position to fill my diaper in. I slowly started to unclench my anus and let the soft stool out.
“Okay,” she answered slowly, probably getting hit with another cramp.
“Just letting go is the best advice I got,” I said, trying to help. I dropped my pencil and scooted a little towards Kara. Nanny was watching us silently from the other side of the table.
“It truly is Kara, as a part of your punishment I can’t change you right away,” nanny said with a sad look. “But I promise you will feel better.”
“For how longggh,” Kara grunted. “Do I have to stay in it?”
“At least an hour so we can make sure everything is out,” nanny answered.
“That’s not so bad!” I said, trying to lighten the mood. “So the longer you wait, the longer you have to sit like this,” I explained, slowly letting more poop ooze into my diaper. Kara was mulling it over for a few seconds before she got up and squated next to her chair. Kara really worked up a sweat whilst she filled her diaper. I stood next to her slowly rubbing her back.
After a few minutes Kara slowly relaxed her muscles, her breathing steady and calmer.
“Better?” I asked. Kara nodded slowly, slowly pushing the last bit out.
“Yeah, I think so,” Kara said.
“I don’t think I can convince you two to ride the rocking horse,” nanny chuckled.
“No, thank you,” I said smiling, shaking my head a little. Kara didn’t pay any attention to what the nanny was saying. She lifted her legs one at the time, probably trying to figure something out. I went back to my drawing and sat down in my chair. I felt the icky mush slowly wrapping around my bottom. I grabbed a brown pencil and continued coloring the bear in.
“One hour, right?” Kara asked calmly, wrinkling her nose and closing her eyes. She hovered above her chair before finally sitting down. She slowly opened her eyes again and smiled at me while her eyes were full with tears.
“One hour,” nanny said, grabbing her phone. “Starting now.”
The hour went by quickly, well at least for me. I don’t think I can say the same about Kara, who kept shifting in her seat. I finished the bear and showed it to nanny and Kara, who were both impressed by my work.
“Uhu, just like that but white,” Kara said, pointing at the fur.
“That’s really beautiful Layla! If we had a fridge we would put it up there,” nanny praised me.
“Thank you!” I said with a great smile on my face, admiring my work once again. I grabbed another piece of paper as a beeping sound went off in nanny’s pocket.
“I guess it’s changing time!” Nanny chirped “I hope everything is pushed out into the diapers.” Nanny stood up and grabbed everything necessary for the upcoming diaper changes.
“Okay Layla, you first,” nanny said, patting the changing mat. I slowly got up from my chair, feeling the mess fall back into the diaper. I carefully waddled towards the mat and laid down on it. “Do you want your stuffie?” Nanny asked.
“No thank you,” I said, shaking my head a little. Nanny opened up my diaper and immediately scrunched her nose. “Wow, that laxative really helped making a mess of things,” nanny said while grabbing a few wipes. She cleaned my privates carefully and just a lot of wipes for my bum.
“All clean,” nanny clapped after a while. I looked up a little and could see that she piled the uesd wipes into my old messy diaper. “What kind of diaper do you want to wear?” Nanny asked, showing me the options that lay next to me.
“Euhm, what am I going to wear?” I asked, hoping for something matching. Mommy always made sure my diaper and outfit were matching. I looked over at Kara, who was looking impatiently at us.
“Whatever you want sweety,” nanny said, cleaning up the mountain of wipes and a used diaper.
“Then white, that goes with everything,” I suggested. I watched nanny put the used diaper in the pail and grabbed the white one from the selection. She quickly taped me into it with lots of powder.
“That will do,” nanny commented, patting my diaper slightly. “Why don’t you pick something out while I change Kara,” nanny smiled. I nodded and toddled towards the closet.
“Such a messy bessy,” I nanny cooing from behind me. I opened the closet and was met with lots of pastel colors and frills. I examined each and every dress, shirt, and onesie that hung in there. I finally picked out a light green shirt with some sort of lizard on it. I put it over my head and got my arms through it with some effort. When my head went through the neck hole, Kara was already standing next to me in a clean diaper.
“We are going for shirts today?” Kara asked me, examining the clothes in front of her.
“You can wear a dress if you want,” I said.
“A shirt will be okay,” Kara shook her head. Her hand went into the closet and pulled out a pink shirt with colorful bears on it. Kara’s cheeks went red at the sight of it. “I didn’t know there were bears on it.”
“This will do perfectly!” nanny chirped as she grabbed the shirt out of Kara’s hands. “Arms up!” nanny instructed. Kara did as she was told and was put into the shirt. Kara smoothened out the fabric a little and looked at us in the mirror. Without her shoes on, Kara was definitely shorter then I was.
“Time to fix that hair of yours,” nanny said, grabbing Kara’s ponytail softly and removing the hair tie.
“Oh, right,” Kara said, turning around. “But where? I don’t see a faucet anywhere,” Kara noted.
“Don’t worry about that. They have a solution for everything now,” nanny explained, grabbing a little white bottle from the closet.
“What is that?” I asked, pointing at the bottle.
“Dry shampoo, maybe not perfect, but it will do for now,” nanny explained. “Back to the chairs again and fix that greasy hair,” she motioned for us to walk as she closed the closet.
We sat down on the chairs again and nanny quickly worked the dry shampoo in Kara’s hair. Kara kept her eyes closed the entire time. After nanny was done working it in she put Kara’s hair in two cute pigtails with pink ribbons.
“Let’s do yours,” nanny said as she observed her work on Kara. Nanny did the same routine with me as I saw her do with Kara. Soon I stood next to her with my hair in pigtails with matching ribbons.
“So, what do you two want to do before lunch time?” Nanny asked us.
“Can we watch Puffin Rock?” Kara spoke softly.
“TV is only for after dinner,” nanny explained.
“What do you want to do?” Kara asked me.
“Why don’t we see what’s in the toy box? I haven't looked in there yet!” I said, pointing at the closet. Kara nodded and we walked over to the closet again.
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It's going to be a long day at the day care... Great chapter!
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Great chapter! I totally pictured the 'twins' as the blueberry girl from Willy Wonka.
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19 hours ago, Guilend said:
I'm curious to how the boss's day is going to go or how her night went because I'm pretty sure her boss has already dealt with her or will be dealing with her soon, as soon as her boss's bosses get done giving her/him an hear full. Like they say, shit runs downhill and I'm betting the boss definitely stirred up some shit lol, pun totally intended lol.
I feel sorry for the Littles, I think I would rather have just got spanked then go through that.
You will read it in the next chapter ?
18 hours ago, little dragoniusrex said:Being regrest because of amazon milk, interesting i think first time i read about that. Being addictive and losing potty training is a commen fact. Nice twist
Thank you! I think I have read it in a few stories, but can't remember which one. ? Glad you liked it!
16 hours ago, Cya said:What a sweet little chapter. I'm impressed Layla was able to change Kara's diaper, but the girl's should've known that theur would be consequences. Nice job!
Luckily it wasn't a diaper from Layla's dimension. Thanks!?
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A very good and well writing story! Took a little time to binge read it. Looking forward to more!
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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!