The dark dweller

@Little Andrea thank you very much! Appreciate it! ^ ^ @Cya Thank you! Well I figured the petplay was a little out of place, I will allow it on just a few occasions. @ELLIE52 Thanks a lot! I always imagined this part of the story to be like this, I hope this treatment won't appear too "forced" in the story without contest or motivation.

Thank you very much, I'm really happy you liked it. I understand, after a month without any update it's normal to think that, but don't worry, when I'll no longer feel like continuing the story I will communicate it. For now, I have several more chapters in mind

Sorry to keep you waiting, I have to be in the right mood to write. I hope the chapter is worth it. As always, comments and opinions are very appreciated. Enjoy! Chapter 11 Jenny remained motionless, her mouth agape, looking at the screen which had just switched to some weird car commercial. She started thinking about her home, how many people had been captured there? Had they disappeared quietly like she had? Or there had been a full open war in the streets? The news talked about thousands of littles… there were so many of them… the thought of all those people captured like she had been sent chills down her spine. It horrified her what those giants were able to do, but she was also strangely comforted by the fact she was not the only one who had to endure all this. She slightly smiled as she imagined her girlfriends from New York dressed in only a diaper and a collar like she was, begging some sadistic amazon to be brought back home, only to be spanked just for asking. “What’s up Trixie?” Mommy’s voice came from behind her, her huge hand cupping her head and scratching her in a possessive way “You’re happy for you little friends who will be adopted?” “I…” Jenny was again confused by her own emotions “I don’t want people to be kidnapped and forced in diapers…but…” there was something else she was feeling, something too confused and complicated to be expressed. She stopped at mid-sentence, trying to find a way to unravel her thoughts. When she turned around, she found Mommy’s golden eyes looking at her, the amazon had a smug smile on her face. Samantha, on the other side of the couch, was smiling too. “I-I… I didn’t mean…I was trying to say that…Mhhphh!” the little girl blabbered, trying to explain, but she was rapidly cut off by Mommy picking her up and pushing the nipple of a baby bottle inside her mouth. “Shhh…” Mommy whispered in her ear while holding the bottle firmly pressed against her mouth. “My Trixie is being such a good baby for Mommy, we don’t want to spoil that. It’s ok to be a little confused honey, but you’re doing progress very fast, I am proud of you” “Mhhmphhff” Jenny tried to talk back, but the enormous nipple and the rapidly gushing milk she was forced to swallow, kept her from enunciating a single comprehensible word. She just stopped squirming and laid in Mommy’s lap, crossing her arms and pouting behind the rubber nipple. It took Jenny five minutes of constant drinking to finish her bottle, meanwhile Melody had awakened from her milk-induced slumber and had been picked up by Samantha, who was playing with her tossing the little girl in the air and catching her. Melody had a frightened expression in her face when Samantha threw her in the air, but she giggled and smiled relieved when the teenage amazon caught her in her arms. By the look of it, she was probably afraid of heights. After Jenny was done with her bottle and burped with a few pats on her back, Mommy set her down on the floor. Wiping her mouth from milk and drool, the little girl waddled near the playpen and tried to keep herself busy with some toys. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get amused by those plastic animals and coloured rings. Plus, she found hard keeping her gaze away from Mommy. An urgent need was forming inside her head, keeping her from concentrating on anything else. She found herself waddling back to the sofa, staring at Mommy’s legs. The Amazon was typing on her pc, she seemed focused on what she was doing and hadn’t noticed her diapered little approach. “Fuck, I can’t believe I’m doing this” Thought Jenny, her little hand slowly approaching the edge of the amazon’s dress. Her mind was screaming to get away, to preserve some of what was left of her dignity, but her body wasn’t obeying, and she found herself lightly tugging Mommy’s dress, trying to catch her attention. “What’s up sweetie?” Mommy said rapidly glancing towards Jenny and then turning back to the computer screen. “Uhmm….” Jenny mumbled keeping her head down, red-faced, her hands joined behind her back, shifting her weight from foot to foot. “Mommy... rub me please?” she finally managed to say looking at her owner’s eyes and pointing at her diapered crotch, the crotch she wasn’t allowed to touch, tears of embarrassment crossing her face. “My little Trixie is being needy huh?” Mommy said smiling “I think today you’ll have to skip your rubbies. I know you’ve been a very good girl but we will serve it for a special occasion, can’t have my little girl get spoiled now, can we?” she asked, emphasizing the two last words, like she expected an answer. “No… no, Mommy we can’t” quickly replied Jenny, lowering her eyes in fear. “Plus, I think it’s bed time for you littles, you have lots of busy days ahead ” she said smiling, picking Jenny up and carrying her to the nursery. … During the following days Jenny experienced more and more baby treatment. After a week she grew accustomed to her new routine. The mornings were the part of the day she had quickly come to hate most. Mommy woke up her and melody at 9 AM, and, after the morning spanking, she usually carried them straight through the kitchen for their breakfast. Jenny was forced to eat while sitting in her soiled diaper, a grim reminder of how her bladder and bowel control were diminishing by the day. But the hardest part was after breakfast : Mommy called it “Training time”. After some days of teaching Jenny what were essentially dog tricks, she started lecturing her how to behave in public, demanding her to speak only when she had her permission, and to only use mostly babytalk when she was allowed to speak. Jenny found herself forced to learn quickly to avoid big words or complicated periods in front of her, the results were sound spankings and timeouts. The last few days Jenny was forced to learn every day one of the stupid baby dances shown on tv. After some protests and a punishment, she found herself bouncing and singing along with the high-pitched children voices, tears streaming down her cheeks, aiming to copy the silly movements of her fellow diapered littles behind the coloured screen while trying to ignore the searing pain on her reddened bottom, Mommy looking over her from the couch, drinking coffee, a plastic paddle on her lap. Two weeks passed like that. She rarely left the house, Mommy took her and Melody out just some time in the afternoon, or when she had to shop from groceries. The boredom and humiliation of her new life were slowly taking their toll on Jenny psyche, she was every day more resigned to her fate. She had already stopped searching for ways of escape, what was the point? The collar around her neck was inescapable, and with a tracking chip inside her body she had no possibilities. A faint glimmer of hope remained thought, fuelled by the words Charlotte told her weeks ago. A way out… almost impossible to reach, but still a possibility. She couldn’t wait to see the little girl again, she wanted to ask her so much more… Jenny’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching. She was sitting on the ground, watching one of the dumb programs that were designed for amazon babies and littles on the tv, trying to empty the huge bottle of formula Mommy had fixed for her, when she noticed her amazon owner approaching. Mommy was elegant as usual, she was dressed in a black shirt and white trousers, a black-golden belt visible on her waist. The smartness of her dressing made Jenny’s perennial state of undress stand out even more. The little girl was kept naked most of the time, it seemed Mommy liked seeing her waddling around just in her big bulky diaper. Jenny looked up and followed the amazon with her eyes as she walked near her and, without saying a single word, with two fingers loosened the waistband of the back of her diaper, looking inside. The little girl’s cheeks burned red with humiliation, but she was slowly getting used to the constant diaper checks Mommy subjected her to. At least this time she hadn’t pooped, she couldn’t stand Mommy and Samantha’s comments when they happened to find she had soiled herself. “My my, you’re positively soaked Trixie” she said letting go of the waistband and patting the back of her diaper “But I think that diaper can hold a little more” “Yes Mommy” Jenny sighed. Wearing wet diapers sucked. The padding of those things expanded so much she had trouble walking, plus the faint yellowish colour the diapers took when she wet them several times sickened her. That not counting the smell…she had never been a fan of baby powder and lavender, and the mixing of the heavily perfumed diapers with the smell of ammonia created a persistent odour which lingered around her, a constant reminder of her miserable situation. That morning something was different, Mommy had awakened them an hour earlier and after breakfast she had quickly dressed up like she intended to go out. Even Melody had been brought to the nursery and dressed in a pink t-shirt and overalls, and now she was sitting inside the playpen, loudly sucking her pacifier. By experience, Jenny knew change in the routine brought up new things, and it was never good, at least for her. So she waddled near the mesh wall, getting as close as she could to her fellow prisoner. “What is going on?” she asked worriedly asked, whispering. Melody was about to pull her pacifier out and answer, when Jenny felt two giant hands picking her up by her armpits and laying her down on her back on a changing pad. Mommy’s smiling face filled her view, as she quickly undid the tabs of her diaper, and after firmly grasping both her ankles with one hand, started thoroughly wiping her privates with the other. “We going shop Mommy?” she asked in her baby talk voice, trying to ignore the cold wet baby wipe grinding against her lower lips. She knew better than to ask question, but she found out that Mommy was more willing to let it slide if she used a proper babytalk. “Mommy’s maternity leave has expired Trixie, so she has to go back to work.” The amazon answered smiling. That was one of her worst fear come true. Mommy had anticipated her that she would be left at a daycare when her maternity leave had expired. But for what Jenny had understood, the enrolment was not completed yet. She loathed the idea of being left in a daycare, at least at home just few people could see her in that state, what would be like if she had some stranger amazons to be around her to change her diapers? Plus, she hated to admit it, but with the passing of the days she had grown a sick attachment to the amazon captor she called Mommy. She found herself staring at the giant woman all the time, and a strange anxiety assaulted her when she was not around. If she had a dirty diaper, she wanted Mommy to change her, if she was being punished she wanted Mommy to administer the punishment. Like an actual toddler, she was becoming more and more dependent on her. When the giant woman was done cleaning and oiling her privates, she grabbed Jenny’s ankles and lifted her back. The little girl didn’t fight, still caught in her thoughts, but she snapped out when she noticed her bottom being lowered on a very thick and soft surface. Had Mommy laid a pillow under her? She swiftly lifted her head to watch, and with horror she saw the front of one of the thickest brands of crawler diapers being pulled up to her crotch. Why would Mommy put her on one of those things? She barely would have been able to move! “No Mommy! No crawler diaper please!” she tried pleading But the giant woman simply pulled the padded front of the diaper harder, the thickness spreading Jenny’s legs apart in an half-bent position, latching the front of the diaper with it’s sides, pulling the tapes tight and effectively sealing her inside the bulky garment. Jenny had completely forgot what was like wearing those diapers, and this one seemed to be even thicker that the ones she had worn weeks ago. The poor girl tried to pull herself up, but the combination of the heavy padding and the position her legs were kept in, made it impossible for her to succeed. She just laid there, helpless, flailing her arms and legs like an overturned turtle. Mommy giggled seeing her little’s predicament, after putting the baby wipes and the lotions away she quickly grabbed Jenny’s little arms and pulled her on a sitting position. Jenny barely had the time to look at what Mommy was doing when her vision was obscured by a unidentified piece of clothing that was pulled over her head. When she finally regained her sight, she saw that Mommy was dressing her in a pink short-sleeved, legless singlet. She was about to ask herself why would Mommy dress her, when the giant woman sent her laying on her back again with a little push. Jenny heard the recognisable sound of snaps closing, as Mommy clinched her only way out of that dress shut, then she picked her up and, after kissing her on her forehead, she casually dumped her inside the playpen next to Melody. “What’s going on? Where is she taking us?” Jenny asked, visibly upset by the sudden change in her morning routine. “Whew Mommy wowks she uswuawwy weaves me at dawcare” Melody answered pulling the teething ring she was chewing out of her mouth, drooling all hover her t-shirt. But Jenny wasn’t convinced. Something didn’t add up. She remembered Mommy saying that she wasn’t enrolled in daycare yet like Melody was. Minutes passed, with Jenny pressing her face against the obscuring mesh of the playpen, trying to keep an eye on Mommy’s movements, hoping to find a clue about what was her fate going to be for that morning. At some point, Mommy got ready and pushed the stroller near the front door, ready for leaving. She was carrying a diaper bag in addition to her usual leather purse. After placing the purse on the back of her stroller, she approached the playpen, picking the distressed Jenny up and buckling her in the stroller with a five-point harness. The little girl didn’t even bother struggling, what was the point? If Mommy wanted her in the stroller there was nothing she could do to stop her. She remained still as the amazon woman fastened the last strap on her crotch, effectively locking her in. When she was done, she left to retrieve something. Jenny fought against the bonds that held her, trying to turn around to keep following her with her eyes, but not to avail, the straps were too tight and all she managed to produce were loud crinkling sounds as the padding of her diaper pressed against the harness. Mommy kept going around the house for several minutes, tiding up and checking the house before leaving. At some point Jenny could hear her talking on the phone. “…I know it’s not the ideal solution, but it would only be for a few days…” “Yeah I know… but safety comes first sometimes…” “It’s not a big deal actually, littles are built to be submissive…” Jenny kept her ears opened for whatever excerpt of conversation she was able to hear, but didn’t manage to understand what the hell she was talking about. One thing was sure though, she had a very bad feeling about all this. A few minutes later, Mommy returned and, picking the diaper bag, she crouched in front of the immobilized Jenny. Once again the little girl’s gaze met her hypnotic golden orbs as she spoke to her. “Trixie you’ve been such a good girl lately, Mommy is very proud of you” she started saying stroking Jenny’s cheeks and adjusting her fair. The little girl whimpered, frowning at the amazon’s touch. She didn’t knew what was worse, the plethora of humiliations she was subjected to every day, or the fact she was being praised for being an obedient girl and taking it. “But today I need you to be extra good for me, ok?” she continued, “Today Mommy is bringing you to work with her, but there are some adjustments we need to make first. Mommy has a very important job in her company and works with super super secret stuff…” Jenny didn’t like where this was going…. “Unfortunately my office is in a plan that hasn’t clearance for partially regressed littles like my beautiful Trixie…” Jenny could already picture herself on a playmat, her mind turned to mush, sitting in her poop-filled diaper while she played with rattles and baby blocks like it was the ultimate purpose of her life. Tears filled the little’s face “P-please Mommy don’t do it!” The amazon woman cupped Jenny’s face in her hand, drying off her tears “Don’t worry, I like you the way you are, my sweet Trixie…” she said getting up and starting pulling something out from the diaper bag. “…but we’ve got to make sure to keep my darling baby’s curiosity away from Mommy’s workplace” she smiled dangling some sorts of contraptions in front of Jenny’s face. Jenny looked at what Mommy was holding, she didn’t understand what that stuff was at first. There was something that looked like a pink sleeping mask, decorated with drawings representing sleeping diapered koalas and other animals; another thing she managed to recognize was a wicked-looking pink pacifier gag, complete with straps that could be attached on the back of the wearer’s head; the last thing Mommy had picked out were two little earphones, too small to be worn by an amazon…. Jenny looked at those objects, not yet understanding what was about to come. A terrible though started to make way in her mind, but it couldn’t be…. It simply couldn’t… Jenny’s fears were confirmed as Mommy, without saying one more word, swiftly pulled the sleeping mask (now that Jenny had seen it better it looked like a blindfold) on her eyes. The little girl started thrashing in her bonds, flailing her arms at Mommy to keep that thing away from her face, but to no use, the amazon was simply too strong for her and in less than five seconds Jenny found herself shrouded in darkness. “No Mommy! Please don’t do it! NOOOOOOO!” she screamed clutching the blindfold covering her eyes, but Mommy simply pushed a button on the side of it, and with a hissing sound, the plastic material sucked the air between the blindfold and her eyes, completely adhering to her skin and making it impossible for her to remove it. Jenny started hyperventilating, the darkness around her was oppressive, her eyelids seemed unmovable. She started sobbing loudly, her face held between her hands, futilely clawing at the blindfold to free her now useless eyes. Again, she felt two strong giant fingers grab her chin and forcing her to look above. Mommy’s voice came from an unidentified point next to her. “I know it is a little uncomfortable, but I promise it will only be for a few times per month. You’re being a brave little girl for me Trixie and I’m proud of you. It would be a shame if you stopped all this progress you have made and started fighting Mommy again. Then Mommy would have to punish you….” she heard Mommy saying threateningly. Taking deep breaths Jenny stopped squirming and laid limp and defeated on the seat of her stroller. She looked up once more, her cheeks red, her nose running “P-p-please Mommy don’t do this…I l-l-love you M-mommy!” she managed to say between sobs. The amazon woman planted a firm kiss on her pet’s forehead “I love you too my sweet girl” then she proceded to lock the pacifier gag on the now docile and submissive little. Jenny felt the hard plastic of the nipple invading her mouth, forcing it half opened. Then she felt three leathery straps crossing her head and cheeks being tightened and locked on the back of her head. Jenny was still trying to say something around her gag, probably more silly protests, but all it came out were low muffles noises, Mommy smiled looking down at her “she is so cute when she’s like that, absolutely perfect” she thought. The amazon then proceeded inserting the earphones inside Jenny’s ears. As soon as she did that, all the sounds Jenny was perceiving suddenly disappeared. She was now enveloped in an utter, silent darkness. With her sight and hearing gone, with that massive pacifier stuck in her mouth, she was completely helpless. Mommy stood there for a few seconds, admiring her work. Then she threw her purse on her shoulder and, pulling the stroller with the still whimpering Jenny inside, she made her way out of the house.

Next chapter is halfway done, I'm sorry for the long delay but I didn't felt like writing in the past days. I definitely know how to continue the story, I just have to start writing again. Hope you can wait a little more

Hello everyone! Thanks again for all the comments, I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter. Just a heads-up, I'll be taking a little break for the holidays. I'm hardly ever home so writing is difficult. I'll post the next chapter in January. Have a good rest of the year

I'm glad you liked it. I tried to vary the pace and the things that were happening. Should also adapt to different tastes.

Ok guys, sorry for the delay, It's a longer chapter. Hope this will sweeten your weekend. I'm glad for your comments. Don't forget to let me know what you think about it. Enjoy! ? Chapter 10 The humiliating lunch seemed to last forever. Mommy didn’t let Jenny raise her head until she had cleaned up most of the bowl, and by the end of it, the poor girl was a mess. Her stomach felt bloated, her back hurt because of the uncomfortable position she was kept in, and her face and hair were covered in greyish muck. She had wept through all that ordeal, her tears had soaked the amorphous goop that was her lunch, flavouring it with a mildly salty aftertaste. After she was finished, Mommy picked her up and started cleaning her with a moist washcloth. Jenny felt so humiliated she didn’t even manage to look Mommy in the eye. She was detesting her so much for what she had done, but no matter how hard she tried, the little girl didn’t seem to manage to hate her completely. The alternating of caring attitude and punishments kept Jenny constantly confused, her feelings battling in a war between the unhealthy attraction she had for that woman, and the loathing she felt towards her for having deprived her of freedom and pride. When she was mostly clean, Mommy kissed her on the cheek, whispering “Good girl…I know is has been hard for you. I love you Trixie” to her ear. Jenny’s hair stood up and chills ran down her spine, as the Amazon caressed her neck. It took her all her will to not try to kiss her on the spot. She wasn’t sure about how Mommy would have taken that, and Jenny was afraid of being rejected. Surely that magnificent woman didn’t want a silly plaything like her to show that kind of affection, so she stood there, red-faced, her feelings once again in turmoil. Mommy smiled at her little’s showing embarrassment, and taking Jenny’s hand while carrying the still slumbering Melody with the other, led the two littles upstairs to the nursery. Once they arrived, Mommy put Melody inside her crib, then she laid Jenny on the changing table. “Is my little Trixie wet?” she rhetorically asked sticking her long fingers inside the front of Jenny’s diaper. “Yes Mommy… and thirsty…” was the little girl’s reply. “Of course, I didn’t give you anything to drink for lunch, what a silly Mommy you have!” she said apologetically while undoing the tabs of her diaper, exposing her privates to the fresh air of the room. Jenny tried not to squirm too much as Mommy thoroughly cleaned her, then the Amazon took a small vial full of what seemed like oil from one of the little shelves underneath the changing table, and started rubbing it on every crevasse of the little girl’s body. The oil was heavy perfumed and sticky, Jenny didn’t enjoy the sensation that left on her skin, but she couldn’t do anything but lay still, weakly grimacing as Mommy anointed her face, thorax, abdomen, going down to her crotch until she reached her legs and even between her toes. After that, Mommy turned the little girl on her back and started working the sweet smelling oil on her bottom. Jenny moaned in pleasure and humiliation when she felt her giant fingers spreading her buttocks and working around her anus. After that, with a playful swat on her butt, Jenny heard the Amazon ordering “bottom up for Mommy, Trixie!” Remembering what had happened last time, the little girl, turned her head to look at her owner “Please Mommy I don’t need the suppository, you gave me an enema this morning…” A harder blow on her naked bottom rendered her whimpering. “Littles don’t know what they need, now raise your cute little tush or Mommy will spank” Sniffling, the little girl raised her oiled bottom. She felt again Mommy’s hands approaching her most private place, and after some moment, the familiar sharpening pain of the suppository entering her rectum. Smiling satisfied, Mommy wiped her hands with a moist tissue before ensconcing Jenny in another diaper. When she was done, she lowered the heavily-perfumed girl inside Melody’s crib, placing her near the still sleeping little. Then, she went out of the room. She returned a minute later with two baby bottles. Jenny took one and started sucking thistly. Ughh, it was milk, but she was so dehydrated she managed to finish a quarter of the bottle. “Mommy I don’t want to go to bed, I’m not sleepy! And why am I in Melody’s crib?” she said when she was done drinking. “Littles need their nappy-poo, or else you will be cranky this evening. From now on you’re going down for a nap every day, Trixie. And I expect to find a full diaper when I come back here, or else we will try some more drastic measures” Mommy answered in a lightly threatening tone, as she laid down the little girl pushing her with her giant hand. “Plus I think some bonding time with your little sister wouldn’t hurt you, from now on you’re going to do everything together, so you’d better get used to it!” she continued, smiling. Jenny tried to resist for a moment, but it was clear her abdominal muscles were no match for the giant’s overwhelming strength. Defeated, she laid down, muttering a meek “Ok…” and lowering her eyes. “You’re so precious together” smiled Mommy looking at her two diapered littles laying in the crib in front of her “We just need the final touch!” Jenny saw the Amazon going to the big drawer and starting to look for something. She returned holding a short thick pink chain that seemed being made out of plastic. With one hand, Mommy pushed Jenny near Melody, who was laying on her back, until she was so close she was compelled to hug her little sister, placing her head on Melody’s shoulder. Then, with a clicking sound, Mommy connected the two ends of the chain to the two little’s collars. Jenny’s eyes were once again wide open in shock. She was now closely tied to Melody. The chain was too short to allow her more than a few centimeters from her. She was forced to stay with her face inches from Melody’s, her head laying on her flat chest. Smiling even more broadly, Mommy placed the two bottles near them, and exited the room closing the shutters and the door, leaving the two littles in a dim darkness. Whimpering, Jenny tried to find a comfortable position. She ended up laying on her side, her body wrapped around Melody’s. She could feel the warmth emanating from the little girl’s body, her skin felt soft and a little sticky with sweat against hers. Their diapers crinkling with every slight movement. Their faces were so close Jenny could feel the dampness of her little sister’s breath, the smell of Mommy’s milk still lingering on her lips. She laid there like that for five minutes, listening to Melody’s regular breathing, hoping time would pass quickly. At some point, Jenny felt Melody shifting in her sleep, the little girl’s legs were slightly kicking, like she was in the middle of a dream. A grimace appeared on her face, was she having a nightmare? The frown in her face didn’t last long. Kicking her legs a little harder, the sleeping little let out a soft grunting sound, followed by a relieved moan as a series of low, wet farts could be heard from her now rapidly expanding diaper. When she was done messing in her sleep, the little girl’s expression was one of satisfaction and relief, as she stopped kicking, a line of drool flowing from her toothless mouth, now opened in a smile. Jenny wrinkled her nose as the smell hit her. “Fuck, now I’m stuck near her smelly diaper! Apparently Mommy’s milk has done quite a number on Melody” she thought rolling her eyes and trying to find a better position that kept her as distant as possible from her stinky sister. But the worst was yet to come. Because as soon as Melody had finished, Jenny felt a familiar pain coming from her lower abdomen. “Oh no…that suppository must have melted faster than the last one! I can’t…hold…it!” she silently wept, involuntarily contracting her abdomen, already feeling the soft stools rolling on her buttcheeks and dropping in the back of her diaper. Pooping while laying down was even more disgusting than doing it standing. She laid there, looking at both hers and Melody’s diaper. The two girls were now laying bowlegged, the thick padding had expanded in both their nappies, forcing their thighs apart. The smell was stronger and now it had enveloped the helpless littles, spreading to the rest of the room. Jenny decided to ignore it and, closing her eyes and hugging Melody tighter, she waited for sleep to take her to a better place. …. Jenny entered the magnificent mansion opening the door that had been left without being locked and entered the ample living room. It was all like she had left it, the huge tv, the white sofa, the shelves full of academic prizes demonstrating fulfilment and success… but this time she was taller. That fancy furniture didn’t intimidate her anymore, the inescapable playpen barely reached her thigh. She advanced with confidence inside the room, like she owned the place, and there she saw her. She was just coming out from the kitchen, her auburn hair tied in a crook on her head, the elegant dressing gown enveloping her sinuous body ”…For now” Jenny thought, coming towards her. The woman looked at her with her marvellous golden eyes, but this time Jenny wasn’t afraid, she basked in the confused look the woman was giving her. “Not so powerful now that I’m your size huh?” she thought victorious, as she came closer to her, their faces inches from eachother. She wished to be taller than her, and suddenly she found herself looking at the woman from a higher position. She now stood two inches taller than the woman who had ruined her life, the woman that she had so wickedly and quickly come to hate, love and almost worship. “Now you’ll be my pet, Amanda” Jenny said with a smug smile, pushing the withdrawing woman against a wall. “I’ll never be yours. You have to kill me first.” She replied fiercely, raising her head, and looking once more in Jenny’s eyes. “You’ll probably enjoy that! You’re not getting off that easy…” was Jenny’s answer, as she picked the shorter woman up and easily lifted her a few inches and slammed her back to the wall. “Your pain has only begun” she continued approaching the woman until their lips almost touched. Then, her mouth took an abrupt deviation, as she went for her Mommy’s throat, just under her ear, and bit hard. Jenny heard a mixed painful and lustful scream coming from her victim, and smiled feeling her blood and her flesh under her teeth. “That’s it! Feel that! That’s almost as intense as the pain you inflicted on me with your bloody spankings!” she thought as she let go the woman’s skin and kissed her fully on the lips. Amanda’s mouth opened for her, and the two women shared one of the most passionate kiss Jenny had ever experienced. Jenny’s skin was tingling as she lightly bit and sucked those mushy lips, feeling like everything in her world now had taken its proper place. Jenny continued to make slow movement with her lips and tongue, she wanted to explore that woman, she wanted to truly possess her. Pushing her tongue forward, she explored Amanda’s mouth. The woman was drooling a lot, it was evident that she desired her almost as much as Jenny was. Jenny’s togue ran past her mushy lips, feeling the softness of her flesh, until she touched her toothless gums. Wait… what was happening? That didn’t feel like Amanda… Where was she? … Jenny’s eyes shot open. Her gaze met two confused brown eyes. She was laying face up on the soft crib mattress, she smelled the foul stench of her own poop. She was naked, except for her almost bursting diaper, but she was feeling the heat coming from the body on top of her. Melody was laying on her, her two little pudgy hands pressed against her face, and she was KISSING HER?! Jenny jolted up, trying to push the little girl off her. But the short collar didn’t let her move far enough, so after a minute of pushing and struggling, the two panting littles ended up laying on their sides, facing eachother, their noses almost touching. “What the hell were you thinking?! I have to put up with that woman’s “Mommy” bullshit, and now on top of that, I need to watch out for her psycho lesbian freak of a baby too?! ” yelled Jenny, pushing her little sister as far from her as the chain tied to her collar allowed. Melody was clearly very upset, tears were forming on the corner of her eyes and falling heavily on the crib mattress. “I’m sowwyyyy…. I just… It’s beewn so hawd… I havewn’t towched mywsewf in weaws… and whewn I saw yow….I’m so sowwy please don’t tell Momma! I swaew I won’t do thawt again!...” she said between sighs and sniffles. Despite her indignation, Jenny felt again a twinge of pity for the poor girl laying in front of her. Shifting from her position, she wrapped her into a tight embrace. “It’s alright Melody. It’s not your fault. Shhh everything will be ok…” Melody, still crying, hugged her back, her little legs curled around Jenny’s, the two enormous bulges of their diapers touching, making half crinkling, half squelching noises. They spent a while like that, in the darkness, until the nursery’s door opened and Mommy entered in the room. “Peeww” she said wrinkling her nose and fanning the air, “You two sure made a stinky pair” she continued walking to the crib, looking at her two diapered littles. “Now before I unlock the chain and change your butts, I want you to finish your bottles. Come on make it quick, I have a surprise for you downstairs” Not wanting to spend a single minute in that full diaper, Jenny lifted her bottle and eagerly started to suck. With the tail of her eye, she saw Melody reluctantly starting to drink. She probably wanted to spend more time in her diaper – Jenny thought – god knows what sick things Mommy did to her to make her enjoy waddling in her own poop. After being cleaned and changed, the two littles were led downstairs. Waddling in her thick diaper, holding Mommy’s hand Jenny entered the living room. The huge tv was on, projecting colourful lights on the room’s walls; sitting on the sofa there were Samantha - the teenager’s eyes were lowered on a textbook- and another woman Jenny had never seen before. The new woman appeared to be a little bit older than Mommy, she had short silver hair which matched her grey eyes. Her face was covered in heavy make-up, she brought big showy earrings and large bracelets. Dressed in a colourful shirt and a black elegant skirt, adorned by a cachemire scarf, that amazon was the most well-dressed person Jenny had ever seen in her life. “That’s another upper-class giant, Mommy seems to be well acquainted with these people” Jenny thought moving her gaze away from the woman. But at a second glance she noticed another figure she hadn’t seen at first. Laying on the new woman’s lap was a little girl, she was very young – early twenties Jenny thought – she had long black hair tied in two tails with purple ribbons, she was dressed in a frilly periwinkle tutu, the fabric was almost transparent and didn’t to anything to cover her thick white disposable diaper. Like every little, her throat was encircled in a matching purple collar from which hung dangling a silvery tag. The little had the nipple of a huge bottle stuffed inside her mouth, and she was mildly kicking her legs, -her face red- obviously not enjoying what the Amazon was forcing her to drink. Still holding Jenny’s hand, Mommy brought the little girl near the sofa. “Now Trixie say hi to your big sis and to Mommy’s friend, Alexa.” Mommy said in a condescending but firm tone. Smiling, Samantha closed momentarily her textbook and leaned forward, expecting the little girl’s submissive welcome. Jenny’s face burned with shame as she quickly kissed the teenage amazon on her cheek. As humiliating as it was, contradicting Mommy was never a good idea, plus Samantha scared her. She didn’t have the strong aura of authority and protection Mommy emanated. With Mommy, Jenny was sure she was safe as long as she obeyed… but when she looked at Samantha’s freckled face, she seemed to see an evil shadow obscuring it. After saying hi to Samantha, Jenny was brought in front of the new woman and her still nursing little. “Oh she is adorable, Amanda” smiled the woman pinching Jenny’s cheek. “and so well behaved too, how long have you had her?” “We adopted Trixie just yesterday, but she had adjusted pretty well” Mommy smiled proudly, patting Jenny’s head like she was some kind of prized poodle. “Oh what’s your secret Amanda? How do you manage to break them so easily? My little Charlotte in here is so feisty. But I gotta tell you, I wouldn’t have so much fun teasing her if she wasn’t like this. Isn’t that true honeypie?” “Mhhhghgbll!” The tutued little in her lap pitifully moaned, forced to gurgling down even more milk as the Amazon squeezed the bottle stuck in her mouth. “Now now honey, you need to drink your milk all down before you get to play with Melody and your new friend Trixie here. Let’s not keep her waiting.” the elegant amazon named Alexa continued, forcing even more the content of the bottle inside the reluctant little’s stomach. After two more minutes spent wriggling and chugging down the formula, the little girl was released from the amazon’s lap and brought to her shoulder. After receiving three pats on her back she let out a huge belch followed by low sobbing sounds. When she was done burping her little, Alexa lowered the still sniffling girl on the floor. “Now I want you to play nice with the other littles, mommy has to talk to her colleague here. If I have to interrupt the conversation because of you, mommy will spank. Understood?” Gritting her teeth and fighting the tears back, the little girl let out a chocked “Yes Mommy” before waddling to join Trixie and Melody near the couch. “Hi…” she said turning to Jenny with a mixture of rage and embarrassment on her face, while she wiped the remnants of the milk from her mouth “I am Sof…I mean Charlotte” she continued biting her lip “How’s it going Melody?” “Weww…Not gweat. Momma is angwy with me wight now, I’m gwad yow’we hewe.” The toothless little replied with a concerned expression. “I’m happy to see you too.” Continued Charlotte not soundly entirely convincing “And who are you?” she said turning to Jenny “Please don’t tell me you’re another brainwashed little, I can’t stand being around them! ” “No no, I’m not brainwashed or anything!” quickly replied Jenny “I’m just new to.. you know ..all this, and I didn’t have the occasion to speak to a lot of “littles”” “If we have to talk” whispered Charlotte “It’s better to do that away from them” she said pointing at the two Amazons sat on the couch having a conversation, “But first follow me” she said walking towards Alexa. “Mommy?” she quietly said tugging her owner’s skirt “Can we have our paci please?” “But of course sweetie” Both Alexa and Mommy replied smiling broadly at the diapered little at their feet. In less than five seconds both Jenny and Charlotte had their pacifiers popped inside their mouths, but Melody on the contrary was picked up by Mommy. “I haven’t forgot you being a bad girl at the mall this morning” she said waving her index finger at the terrorized little sitting on her lap, “For that you don’t get to play with your friends, you’ll stay in the playpen and think about what you did” she continued producing a larger pacifier, this one had a purple nipple and a pink shield, which had “Bad girl” written in bold purple letters on it. “Nooo! Not the yucky paci Momma, pwease!” Melody cried, weeping on the giant’s lap. But mommy just popped the large pacifier in her mouth and inflated it, immediately silencing her pleas. Melody’s face screwed up as the features of her face formed a disgusted expression. The little girl started crying, her body wrecked by huge sobs as muffled wails escaped her stuffed mouth. Mommy’s stern face softened seeing the bawling little in her arms “Shhh” she whispered kissing her on the forehead “You know what? If you promise to be a good girl and behave, you can stay with Mommy as she talks to her friend, instead. Would you like that baby?” “Mhhphh Mphhp!” Melody tried to vocalize as she frantically nodded her head, the flooding tears suddenly stopping. “Then it’s settled, you’ll stay here with Mommy” the Amazon answered adjusting the little girl’s position on her lap and resuming the conversation with Alexa, stroking Melody’s face and hair and patting her diapered crotch in the meantime. Jenny observed the entire scene feeling sorry for the poor Melody, but when she turned her eyes on Charlotte, she saw the black-haired little had her gaze down, like she couldn’t bear to witness the humiliating treatment Melody was receiving. Charlotte put the pacifier in her mouth and tapping Jenny’s naked shoulder, signaled to follow her. The two littles waddled far from the couch, near the playpen and the huge television. Charlotte was keeping an eye on the two amazons sitting on the couch, like she wanted to get as far away from them without arousing suspicion. When they were far enough she sat down, without being careful not to rub her frilly purple tutu, leaving her diaper even more exposed. Then she grabbed a coloured chewing toy and a little doll from the floor and started clashing them together. “Put it in your mouth” she quietly whispered to Jenny through her pacifier, the nipple in her mouth gave her a slight lisp. “What…why?” asked Jenny a little confused. “Because” Charlotte explained rolling her eyes “They won’t see us move our lips, plus they will be less careful if they see us behaving like we are supposed to” “Oh well, ok” promptly answered Jenny, popping her pacifier in her mouth and quietly starting sucking. “It helps also if they think we are playing something” continued Charlotte “Just grab some toys and clash them against mine, that should do it for now” “So, how long have you been with that woman? Who are you? Where are we exactly?” asked Jenny as she did what she was told. “Alexa bought me one month ago. She’s awful, I hate her. I can’t believe she forces me to go to that stupid ballet class for littles two times a week.” Charlotte spat bitterly tugging to the fabric of her tutu. “To answer your other questions, the place it’s called Catalon. It’s like a huge island, like a continent I think. And in here people like us have to rights and are kept as pets or babies, like you surely have figured.” “Yeah…” signed Jenny “Wait, you think? You’re not from here, are you?” she asked “No… I am not one of what they call native littles. I come from Los Angeles, I was studying to become a stylist there… before…. You know….” She said lowering her gaze and clashing her toys harder. “Yeah I know, I was a lawyer in New York before Mommy took me” said Jenny in a understanding tone. “You already call her Mommy huh? She did quite a number on you, but I guess I can’t blame you. You got one of the worst.” Said Charlotte, a bitter smile on her face. “What do you mean?” Jenny asked, her cheeks red of embarrassment for having addressed her captor as Mommy in front of that girl. “You see Melody?” charlotte said looking at the toothless little who was now being lightly bounced on Mommy’s knees “She is from here. I’ve heard at the daycare that she once was a fervent little rights activist. Apparently she was one of the chiefs of an organization that fought for the freedom of littles. Look at her now.” She paused for a moment, letting the implication of what she said sink in. “Your Mommy is a devil when it comes to controlling and submitting littles, but she’s not the worst I guess. I know littles who would gladly take your place, believe me” Jenny’s face flared red once again, as she tried to keep the emotions she was feeling towards Mommy in check. She wasn’t being submitted or broken…she just didn’t want to be punished, or at least that was what she kept telling herself. Deep inside her, she knew there was so much more. Shaking her head to keep those thoughts away, she tried to get a hold of herself. “But how are we going to get out of this? We have a chip implant and my collar will shock me if I get where I’m not supposed to…” “Yeah our chances are minimal, but there could be a way” said Charlotte, now even more seriously, looking Jenny dead in the eye. “Wha… How?” babbled Jenny, her pacifier falling on the floor from her mouth wide opened in surprise. “I can’t tell you now, they are too close. Don’t get your hopes up, because it’s nearly impossible, but I’d still take the risk. Better than spending the rest of my life as a diapered doll for that woman” Charlotte growled, her eyes fixed on her elegant mother. “But now we should stop talking about this, we will drag too much attention. Tell me something about you.” She said, turning her gaze on Jenny. The two littles spent half an hour lowly talking and pretending to be playing, while their mothers amicably discussed sitting on the couch. When Alexa and Mommy finished her conversation, Amazon swept Charlotte up and, after saying goodbye and with the promise of organizing a new playdate, the two of them left. Dinner was a relaxed affair. Fortunately, Mommy decided to let Jenny stay in the highchair. The little girl was forced to wet herself several times as Samantha spoon fed her the greyish mush that was her dinner. As she was being fed, Jenny’s eyes fixated on Mommy’s breasts when she started to nurse Melody, her mouth watering. She felt that tingling sensation on her hairless puss, starting to wet her diaper with something else than urine. The little girl squirmed uncomfortably in the highchair throughout all dinner, waiting for her owners to finish their meal. She was grateful when Mommy released her, and before she could realize it, she found herself sitting on Mommy’s lap in front of the huge living room tv. Melody was already asleep in the playpen, while the rest of the family watched some program that closely resembled some kind of television news. Both Mommy and Samantha were with their eyes on their mobiles, Mommy was answering to some emails, while she petted the little girl on her lap. Jenny closed her eyes and relaxed, laying her head on Mommy’s firm breasts, feeling the Amazon’s long nails lightly scratching her scalp, moving down on her collared neck and below on her naked back. The little girl’s attention was shaken when she heard a journalist’s voice on the tv saying “And with the clear results of the referendum, the annexation of Libertalia to the reign of Catalon has been decided.” The journalist was a middle-aged amazon man in suit and tie speaking into the microphone. Behind him, a crowd of people cheering and waving their hands. Jenny could see them lifting signs where was written “Bigs know best”, and “Control and love for our littles”. “The citizen’s protests for the recent disorders provoked by the “Littles liberation front” have been heard” The journalist continued “The laws for the tutelage and control of littles are immediately coming into effect. To make up for the lack of littles throughout the new nation and Catalon itself, the government has decided for a massive harvesting of a suitable provider, the dimension 6!” Jenny’s eyes widened as she saw the image on the tv changing, now framing a platoon of marching soldiers, “The first troops have already departed, and the first thousands of littles have already been liberated from the burdens of responsibility”, the voice continued “The littles supply should last our glorious country for the time being” the image shifted again, and Jenny saw a massive wall of cages standing in front of the camera. Each of them had one or two littles inside. They were crying, their fists banging on the iron crates or uselessly tugging their massive diapers, muffled sounds coming from their pacifier-stuffed mouths. “We highly recommend to go to the nearest store and find the perfect little that suits you. Make it fast before they go sold out!” the voice finished, now sounding like some cheap teleshopping channel. “You hear that sweetie?” Mommy said giggling and scratching Jenny’s hair a little harder, “Seems like you’ll have a lot of new friends to play with!” But the little girl didn’t answer, she just stared at the screen in shock. Her bladder emptying and soaking her already swollen diaper, in fear of what was happening and what would come next.

@HyperShark thank you for your comment I guess I'll continue my way, but I hope I will manage to satisfy my reader's different tastes, or at least I will try ;) The story will keep a dark tone though, of that I'm sure.

Thank you very much, as always, for your interest in my story. Actually I am not heading toward the full pet-play. Maybe I didn't describe it very well but the leash Trixie was on is something between a baby harness and a actual leash. I want Trixie's treatment to be not stereothyped, but still coherent. So I guess it will be something in between. So don't worry about that, I'll try to describe better next time though

Hello guys, I hope you're having a good weekend. Just my usual sunday update. Unfortunately I'm very far from completing the next chapter, so it will take a little bit longer for me to updload it. Since I am here, I wanted to thank you all for your comments and support, and ask you : what didn't you like about the last chapter? I'm curious because I've seen the chapter before getting 10 or 9 likes, while the last one only got 4. Again, I will stay faithful to my story, but I wanted to know your opinion, just out of curiosity.

I understand, everyone has different tastes. Just experimentig here Anyway I'll need some practice about the interactions with other littles, I don't think I'm really good at writing them. We will see

I'm glad you enjoyed it! And, you're right, there hasn't been a lot of little-little interaction. I'll try to make up for it

@Nicole Kolibri @littleTomás Thank you both! I'm glad you enjoyed it! I know the pace is slow but right now I'm trying to describe new places and characters, it will become faster in a few chapters got new scenarios to explore. I'm sorry for Melody she can be a little messy when she tries to speak. I'll try to make her more understandable.

Thanks a lot. I'm trying to keep her behaviour between loving and very firm, almost cruel. I think it helps the story not to be monotonous.

Ok guys, here we go again. Chapter 9. As I anticipated it is a bit longer than usual, I wanted to keep going with it, but it would have taken too much time and would have been too long to "digest". As always, comments are more than welcome. Let me know what you think ;) Enjoy! Chapter 9 “W-walk?” stammered Jenny still looking at the leash-like garment Mommy was holding in her hands. That thing was designed to wrap around her chest just under her breasts and by the looks of the extra straps, it would also be attached to her collar in two points, obviously making impossible for her to remove it… “Yes, a walk. It’s a beautiful morning and I need to get some fresh air, I’ll be taking care of you two rugrats for a few weeks before my maternity leave expires.” Answered Mommy lifting Jenny on the sofa. Then she produced a pair of pink tiny Velcro shoes and started putting them on the still incredulous Jenny. At least he shoes are comfortable- Jenny thought getting off the sofa, then she looked at her Mommy, expecting her to keep on with the dressing, but was severely disappointed as the Amazon just secured her collar and chest to the humiliating garment. The little girl looked downside and saw how the pink strap of the harness pushed her tits up, lightly squashing them. Her look travelled to the strap connected to her collar and behind, to the pink leash that ended into Mommy’s strong grip. She really had become her pet now. No more excuses, no more attempts to justify her acting, it was just the two of them. The superior and the inferior creature. And Jenny perfectly knew which was which. “B-but I can’t go outside like this! I’m just in my diaper! Please can I have something else to wear?” babbled Jenny, despair and loathing starting to clutch her once again. “Oh of course honey, I almost forgot” said Mommy searching for something inside her pocket. Jenny’s relief was short-lived as Mommy produced a big pink baby bonnet and held it in front of her. “It’s a sunny day, Trixie won’t need any clothes, but we can’t let the sun get in our little pet’s eyes now, do we?” she said smiling and securing the infantile apparel on Jenny’s head and tying it with a strong bow under her chin. Jenny stood there, dressed in only her thick diaper and her shoes, with that ridiculous bonnet crowning her hair. She couldn’t have gone outside like that! she would have died of shame. This was worse than being naked! But Mommy didn’t seem to notice the crimson tint that was colouring the little girl’s cheeks, as she tied the end of the leash to the stroller and started pushing it towards the door, leaving the house. With a loud yelp, Jenny was yanked towards the stroller. The leash was long, but didn’t leave her a lot of freedom, allowing her to make just a few steps away from the stroller. The little girl found herself waddling at full speed, her diapered bottom swinging left and right, trying to keep up with the Amazon’s pace to avoid being dragged on the floor. Three minutes after, they were outside strolling on a sidewalk, Mommy was right, the day was sunny, and the ridiculous bonnet was efficient in shielding Jenny’s eyes from the sunrays. The neighbourhood around them seemed nice, there were other big houses fairly detached by large gardens. It seemed like an area for well-heeled people. Jenny waddled keeping her eyes down, her cheeks burning with humiliation. As they walked, she glanced around seeing that other amazons were looking at her, she could hear them making comments about how adorable she was and how her little butt looked precious in her bulky diaper. She tried to ignore them, focusing on the giant legs of her amazon owner. “Just breathe and go along, you’ll probably have to get used to this” she said to herself, sobbing. After some time of walking, Jenny started to grow tired, she was sweaty, struggling to keep up with the woman’s pace. Mommy walked very fast and with that diaper restricting her movements, Jenny was forced to jog behind her. “Mommy” she pleaded looking at her owner with doggy eyes “Please go slower, I can’t keep up with you…” “Of course baby” said the woman looking down at her “I’m sorry I didn’t realise you were running behind me, I’ll go slower I promise” “Thanks..” They kept walking for another five minutes, they were slowly exiting the neighbourhood, Jenny could see the entrance of a park a hundred meters ahead. But Mommy suddenly stopped, as she heard another woman’s voice behind them. “Amanda! I thought it was you!”. Jenny turned around. Coming towards them from one of the houses at their left, was a blonde Amazon woman. She was shorter than Mommy, and a little bit overweight, she looked like she was in her late fourties. She was dressed in a green tailleur which was obviously too tight for her, the big pearl necklace and fancy sunglasses she was wearing suggested Jenny she was another well-off Amazon. She waved at them, coming towards Mommy pushing a big dark blue pram, like the ones made for newborns, and to Jenny’s horror, waddling behind her tied to a harness, was another little. It was another girl, she was “dressed” in a similar way Jenny was. Her only covering consisted in her diaper and her white shoes. However her diaper was different from Jenny’s, it had a white pearl colour, was much thicker and was adorned with pink ruffles on the front and bottom area. Unlike Jenny, she had a pacifier in her mouth. The new woman quickly walked to greet them. Her little couldn’t keep up with her in that enormous diaper, so she just yanked the leash, lifting the poor girl from the ground and carrying her like that, hanging from the harness, her limbs dangling in the air. “Good morning Amanda!” she chirped coming closer, slowly lowering her little on the ground. “Congratulations on the publication of your latest article, it was sooo interesting. About imprinting techniques and the use of subliminal messages processed by the brain, wasn’t it?” “Good morning Candice, it’s nice to see you. Yes, it has been hard work, but we were satisfied with the results we are getting” Mommy proudly smiled. “And I’m seeing you have adopted another little! Look at her in her cute diapee! So adorable!” cooed the woman crouching and looking at Jenny. The little girl’s cheeks flared red once again, as she hid behind Mommy’s ankle. “Ohh she’s a shy one! Just like my little Tiffany here “ she said looking at the little girl tied to the leash she was holding, and leading her forward for Mommy to look at. Tiffany was a slim red-headed girl, she was very young, Jenny didn’t think she was older than 25. Her hair was tied in two long braids held together by a white ribbon. The poor girl didn’t seem upset at all from being dragged around by that woman. She had a neutral expression on her face, the only sound coming from her was the soft suckling coming from her mouth as she chewed on her pacifier. “Yes, Trixie is a bit shy” Mommy confirmed affectionately looking at Jenny, “But she’s still new. It’s only a matter of time, she’s adjusting pretty quickly. Trixie, come out and say hi to Tiffany!” Jenny looked up to meet Mommy’s stern gaze. She had to obey, this was her life now. She slowly came forward, her eyes locked to the ground “Hi…., I’m Trixie. Nice to meet you…” she said meekly, faintly waving her hand to the other little who, still without saying a single word, waved back at her. “They’re so cute together” said the woman named Candice “We should arrange a playdate sometimes, maybe Howie could learn from two little angels like them.” As she spoke, gurgling muffled sounds came from inside the pram she had been pushing. “Still no progress with your baby boy?” Mommy asked, looking at the source of the sounds. “Unfortunately no…” the woman replied discouraged. “He fights me at every twist and turn, swears, tries to escape…and I’m afraid I’ll hurt him seriously if I’ll keep shocking and spanking him at this rate. So we were just heading to the clinic. I’m sure he will be more compliant with his teeth removed and ability to walk and speak eliminated.” As the woman was speaking, louder muffled sounds could be heard coming from the pram. Jenny shivered thinking about the fate of whoever was kept inside it. “Oh no no no baby boy…” said the woman reaching the inside of the carriage with a hand and making shushing noises “You should have thought about escaping mommy before, now it’s too late. Mommy will make sure you’ll have plenty of toys during your tummy time. It will be the only activity you will perform from now on!” The two amazons smiled looking at the pram. Jenny tried to raise on her tiptoes to get a better look, but the only thing she was able to see were two little legs covered in a blue footed dress frantically kicking the air. “Oh he’s so sweet. I am sometimes tempted to turn Melody into a newborn too.” Said Mommy looking towards the alleged boy inside the pram. A pitiful whine came from the little girl, who squirmed uncomfortably in her stroller, her eyes pleadingly looking at Mommy. “Oh don’t worry sweetheart” she said pinching her cheek “you’re so much cuter crawling around. I could never do that to my little miss swingy butt.” Five more minutes passed with the two amazon women talking about other people in the neighbourhood, their littles obediently silent, except for the muffled screams that came from the pram. Jenny tried to follow the conversation at first, but she soon realized the Candice was a chatty type and the women were just discussing gossip. The little girl’s attention shifted suddenly as she heard a grunting sound coming from the little in front of her. Jenny saw the red-headed girl assuming a squatting position, her little legs spread, her knees bent. Her fists were clenched and her face was rapidly turning crimson as she was contracting her abdominal muscles while sucking furiously on her pacifier. Ten seconds later, the girl let out a long groaning noise, her diaper’s bottom crinkling and expanding as her poop dropped inside it. “Ooh looks like somebody has made a stinky! What a good girl!” praised the new woman pulling the leash to bring the little girl closer and starting to pet her head. For her part, the poor Tiffany didn’t seem to have finished her business, so she stood there, grunting and filling her progressively expanding diaper as her mommy proudly stroke her hair. “Aww she’s so cute!” cooed Mommy “She sure is a little diaper filling machine! Are you going to change her?” “Oh that’s normal for her. I keep her in a strict fiber-based diet. So that my little Tiffany would never get constipated!” answered the woman still caressing her little. “Plus, she’s used wearing dirty diapers, this one should last until we come back from the clinic” Jenny saw a solitary tear crossing the little girl’s still neutral face. “Oh just look at the time. We should really go or else we will miss our appointment! It has been nice to see you Amanda! Hope we can catch sometimes these days!” “I’m sure we will” answered Mommy “Have a good day!” The two women parted ways, their littles following them. And after ten more minutes of walking, Mommy entered in a minimarket. The place was exactly like a normal market, except that the aisles were enormous and Jenny didn’t recognize one single product exposed. As they got in Jenny felt on her the eyes of the Amazons inside. Their smiles disquieted her, it was the same one that she had when she was looking at a cute puppy. It didn’t help the fact that the supermarket must have had air conditioning, and Jenny’s undressed state was making her feel chilly and exposed. Humming softly, Mommy pushed the stroller to the aisles. It didn’t seem like she wanted to buy anything, she was just taking her time to look at the goods exposed. At some point they arrived in front of a big set of shelves, Jenny’s eyes widened as she saw there were loads of baby products exposed in there. The shelves were divided in products for amazon babies and products for littles. Jenny could very quickly notice the differences. While the diapers for the babies were looking very similar to those humans had in her dimension and were divided only by size and grade of absorption, the diapers made for littles were much bulkier, and there were so many types of them! Jenny saw the extra crawlers, in the cover was the image of a little ensconced in a diaper so thick he couldn’t even move from a supine position, like was advertised on them “No more getting underfoot while mommy’s not around!”. She saw diapers with shocking implants inside, programmed to electrocute the littles if the padding wasn’t wet with a certain frequency. And then baby creams designed to temporarily regress the faculty of speaking, anti-rash powder which caused burning sensation… the quantity of ways Mommy could humiliate her and administer her punishment was nearly endless! - thought Jenny horrified, her eyes locked on the shelf and its abominable products. “Mommy, pwease…” Melody softly spoke. It was the first time Jenny heard her since they left the house. Evidently the little girl knew better than to speak without permission. The toothless little shifted in the stroller seat, her now thicker and slightly yellowish diaper still exposed – she probably had pissed herself in the way – she was pointing at a pink package of diapers. The package red “Super Wetsies! Stimulating diapers for needy littles”. On the front was a diapered little woman with a blissful expression on her face, she was dressed in only a thick pink diaper which had a red heart painted on the crotch padding. “Oh somebody has heard about the new diapers…” Mommy said smiling and stroking Melody’s cheek “Your playmates at the daycare must really like them baby girl!” “Yeth! Mowmies who bwuy dese are the best!” the little girl giggled, melting under the Amazon’s touch “Pwease Mommy!” she pleaded. “Alright, alright, we’ll give it a try with one of them” said Mommy with a devious smile, grabbing one of the packages and setting it in the back of the stroller, “Oh Melody you’re such a good girl for thinking of your big sister! I’m sure Trixie will love them!” The toothless smile on the little girl’s face faded, replaced by a betrayed and frustrated expression “But… But… Dose wew fow me not fow Twixie! THEW WEW FOW MEEE!” Melody screwed up her face and started crying profusely, kicking her legs in a perfect replica of a one year-old tantrum. “My my… it seems the baby is upset, you’ll feel better after a nap sweetheart” said Mommy pulling out her mobile phone from her pocket. “No Momma pwease! I…” the little girl tried to say, but her eyelids immediately started to close as she almost instantly fell into a deep sleep. “What is the limit to the amount of control that woman has over us?!” Thought Jenny appalled, looking at the now soundly sleeping Melody “She can decide to put us to sleep like that too?” “Your sister will feel better when she wakes up” Mommy said popping a pacifier inside the sleeping little’s mouth “And she’ll have a nice punishment waiting for her at home, let’s continue our shopping, shall we Trixie?” “O-okay…” Jenny answered trembling. She was more scared than ever, at least Mommy was pleased with her behaviour for now, she didn’t have to get on her bad side. They continued their sightseeing of the aisles for another ten minutes, the cold air and the growing pressure in her bladder forced Jenny to pee her diaper while she was standing there. It was embarrassing, but at least Mommy didn’t seem to notice, and her diaper held very well her urine without swelling too much. Jenny was now growing bored, she had liked going shopping for clothes, but she had always hated going for groceries. It surely didn’t help that she was tethered to a giant stroller, and her leash was too short to allow her to watch the articles she wanted, forcing her to stay close to her amazon owner. Fortunately Mommy seemed to have finished her tour, she walked towards the cashier and arranged for a list of stuff to be delivered at home, she only brought the diapers with her. The walk back home was a relaxed affair. Mommy seemed in a good mood, she was mumbling a song as she walked. At some point Jenny was scared by her pulling out her mobile again, but she just started texting. The little girl raised her head to look at the sky, moving a little bit the bonnet obstructing her view, the sun was high, it must have been noon or so… she could feel her tummy starting to rumble, she only hoped lunch was near. When they got home Mommy unstrapped the now slowly waking up Melody from her stroller and plopped her in the playpen, then she went inside the kitchen, leaving Jenny tethered to the enormous stroller. The little girl gave an experimental tug on her leash, but didn’t manage to move the wheels more than a few inches. Sighing, she sat down on her diapered bottom, hoping Mommy would release her as soon as possible. Few minutes passed, Jenny could hear noises coming from the kitchen, but the half closed door and her inability to move freely prevented her to see what Mommy was doing inside. Instead, she focused on the sleepy Melody who was slowly regaining consciousness. “Are you ok?” Jenny whispered, looking at her through the obscuring mesh of the playpen. “Go awaw…” pouted Melody, rubbing her eyes with her little hands and yawning, exposing to Jenny’s horror, once again her set of toothless gums. “I dunn wanna tawk to wou!” “Melody, it’s not my fault! I didn’t ask for any of this! That woma- er, I mean Mommy is the one who decides” said Jenny, coming as close as the leash allowed her to the playpen. “I was behawing wike a good giwl, Momma hadn’t pwunished me once siwnce weekws. Wou ruwined ewwrwything! Now Momma wiww newer stwokwe me as she dows with wou! I wawnt the stwong tingwing too!!” she pitifully whined, banging the mesh wall with her fists. “I promise I will do everything to make it up to you!” Jenny answered, she felt pity for that poor broken creature inside the playpen. Obviously Mommy had punished and trained out the adult Melody was, leaving nothing but a submissive little incapable of controlling her own emotions. She didn’t want to fight her, strangely enough she was developing a protective attitude, already thinking of Melody like the little sister she had never had. But Jenny never knew that, in her mind she needed an ally, someone to share the pain and humiliation with, she was convinced she could have never endured that situation alone. The talk between the two little prisoners was interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell. Mommy quickly walked inside the living room, untied Jenny’s leash and quickly put her inside the playpen with her little sister. Then she pulled the stroller out of the room, before rushing to the door and opening it. Two muscular male Amazons greeted her, they were carrying four full shopping bags. “Thanks a lot” said Mommy with a wide smile, “you can leave everything in the kitchen” “Ok Maam” they said as they entered the house and started unloading the bags. Meanwhile, inside the playpen Melody seemed still upset by the talk the two littles had, Jenny for her part had forgotten everything the instant she saw the two giant brutes making their way into the house. They were young but had long beard, their skin was sunburnt and their hands were rough and callous. They were so tall she could perfectly see them stand from beyond the walls of the playpen. Their large shoulders and muscular frames utterly terrified the poor little, who sniffling cowered in the farthest corner of her mesh cage. She was sure they could break her neck by simply picking her up with two fingers. “Waths uwp with youw?” asked Melody, seeing the terrified expression on Jenny’s face. But the little girl was only focusing on deep breathing, trying to prevent herself from having a panic attack. Melody was now more upset, and did the only thing she thought of, “Mama! Mama!” she started calling. Mommy and the two men came back in the living room, and the woman’s attention was drawn by her little’s voice. Leaning above the playpen she saw Melody pointing at the shaking Jenny. “What happened Trixie? What’s the matter with my baby girl?” Mommy said picking the trembling little up and starting rocking her. The poor Jenny didn’t manage to produce a single word, as she just clung to her Mommy, still shaking visibly. Her emotions were completely overwhelming her, the fear and the feeling of impotence were too much for her to process at the moment, dragging her down to a black hole of despair. As had happened before, Mommy’s embrace managed to rescue her, helping her find solace. Her right hand supporting her wet diaper and bouncing her slightly, her left hand gently stroking her bare back, still tied to the harness. Jenny felt protected, safe, in her arms. The effect was almost instantaneous, just after few seconds after being picked up, Jenny Stopped panicking and what had menaced to become a full fledged cry of despair was reduced to a light sniffling. “What happened? Everything alright maam?” asked one of the two men, his squared face slightly contracted with doubt and worry. “Nothing! I think she’s just scared of strangers, that’s all” Mommy replied stroking Jenny’s wet cheeks and kissing her on her forehead. “There’s nothing to be afraid of, baby girl. Here, say hi to the nice man!” Mommy added taking a step forward and bringing the little girl towards one of the two Amazons. “Hi sweetie! You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, you know that? My name is Jeff, nice too meet you.” Gently said the man, stretching his enormous hand. Jenny timidly reached for one of the man’s fingers and shook it with her little hands. God, he was so big one of his fingers almost filled one of her hands. “Hi… my name is Trixie” she managed to babble. The man kept smiling “She’s adorable! Congratulations maam” he said looking in Mommy’s direction. “Yeah she’s precious, but littles can be so silly sometimes…” That was the moment Jenny felt a wave of shame wash over her. What had happened? She had never had those panic attacks in her life. It was like she wasn’t able to control her emotions anymore. How could have she made such a scene over a fear so insignificant and childish? The embarrassment she felt for her behaviour caused her to abruptly turn red, as she hid her face inside the crook of Mommy’s neck, again, frustrated by how impotent she had become. After saying goodbye to the two men, Mommy plopped the still upset Jenny inside the playpen and went upstairs. When she returned, she was wearing one of her dressing gowns, and she had took her shoes off. The Amazon picked the two littles up and brought them to the kitchen, then she lowered Jenny on the floor. The kitchen was clean and it seemed the pots hadn’t yet been used, “So Mommy is not going to eat right now” Jenny concluded. She took some steps around the room, glad she was able to move freely for some time, but then she remembered the humiliating harness still locked around her body, the long pink leash dragging behind her whenever she went. “Mommy…” the little girl began calling turning around, but she abruptly stopped, mesmerized, as she saw her mother’s two enormous breasts bared in front of her, Melody latched to one of them, sucking hungrily. “Yeah I know baby, don’t worry I haven’t forgotten you” she said getting up from the chair she was sitting on, still pressing Melody to her boob with one hand while she retrieved a pink dog bowl filled with the same unappetizing mush she had fed Jenny the evening before, and placing it in front of her chair, at her feet. “It can’t be…Sure she doesn’t want me to eat from that….” Jenny started thinking… But the more her glance bounced from the bowl to Mommy’s firm expression, it soon became clear the humiliating act her owner wanted her to perform. “B-but why? Mommy I have been good!” she stammered, starting to lose control of her emotions, her eyes growing heavy with tears. “Well, let’s not forget the little tantrum you threw before leaving, Trixie. I promise this won’t be a usual thing, I’m sure you like the highchair more, but I think this will help you a lot to learn your place” she replied smiling “Now come here and eat, if you don’t want to get punished” After that morning, the world “punished” made her shoot like a spring, as she quickly waddled near Mommy’s feet, looking at the mush-filled bowl with teary eyes. “God, this is so degrading”, she thought, getting on all fours, her diapered bottom up in the air, perfectly displayed for her Mommy. She looked up for a moment, and saw the two golden eyes of the goddess enthroned in front of her piercing her soul. She took a moment to admire her, her beauty, the power she emanated; sat above her, with the now deeply asleep Melody laying limp in her arms, Mommy’s aspect was not different from that of a pagan deity, holding an unknown and obscure power, and that power demanded her submission. Scared and at the same time enthralled by that vision, Jenny lowered her eyes to the bowl, and timidly sniffed the grey goop. The stuff didn’t smell like anything. It was the same dinner Mommy had fed her last time, but this time there was so much more! The bowl was almost overflowing with it’s unappetizing content. “Ughh, how do I do this?” Jenny started thinking, gathering her hair behind her shoulders not to get it dirty. “Maybe if I slowly nibble at it this way, I will manage not to get too much mess-“ The little’s elucubrations were interrupted as she suddenly felt a big surface hitting the back of her head, making her fall face down on the mush-filled bowl with a loud “SPLORCH!”. The greysh goop was all over her face and hair, it was disgusting. It was cold and sticky! Jenny tried to get back on her feet, but the enormous force applicated by what was pressing on her head prevented her from doing that, forcing her to maintain a crawling position, her face sunk inside the bowl. It took her a moment to realize what was happening. Mommy had her foot over her, she was keeping her head inside the bowl with the sole, while she crushed her body with the rest of her foot. “Mhhglghbrrrr” wailed Jenny, almost drowning in her lunch. Mommy was too strong, she couldn’t move as long she kept her that way. Her only choice was to start eating, before Mommy decided to increase the pressure, in which case she would have suffocated. The little girl started eating loudly, grovelling at her Mommy’s feet. “Good Trixie!” said a calm voice above her “Remember, I want that bowl shining or else this will become a habit.” Whining pitifully, Jenny kept working on her tasteless meal.

Hello guys. I wanted to thank you all again for yor coments and your support. Just a heads-uo : The next chapter is longer than usual, so it will take me some time to proofread it. I should upload it in the next few days. Have a nice weekend ;)

Actually, I took the masturbation scene, the rest kind of followed up I want to differ the baby treatment the two littles are getting, I find it more stimulating and adds more variety to the story. That said, yeah it is awfully similar to your story, I couldn't help myself, I liked it so much...I hope is ok. And if's not please tell me.

Oook here we are. Perfectly on time if I do say so myself. Hope you guys are having a good weekend. This chapter is a bit more peculiar, hope you like it. Comments are always very much appreciated. Enough with the chitchat, here's the chapter ? Enjoy Chapter 8 It was dark, so dark… and suddenly, the flash of a light above her. Jenny felt it scorching her closed eyes. She tried to move, but it was like her limbs were made of lead. She was lying on a cold surface.. had she fallen from her crib? She heard the faint sound of footsteps approaching… Jenny tried to open her eyes. Everything was blurred. She could distinguish an enormous figure dressed in something white… It stood above Jenny, pressing something on her face…. Then everything turned black. … Jenny woke up. The room was still dark, but the pink nightlight was more powerful, she could distinctly see the nursery’s furniture through the bars of her crib. She shook her head trying to erase the cobwebs from her sight. God, she felt so tired. If only she could drink some coffee…But she was sure her Mommy wouldn’t have never allowed her to do that. Yawning, she looked around. The nursery was quiet, she saw Melody looking at her from the crib next to hers. The chubby little girl was, like Jenny dressed in only a diaper, but the one she was wearing was so thick she couldn’t stand on her feet. So she was on all fours, clutching the crib bars with her little hands and looking in Jenny’s direction. “Goodmownning” She sleepily said, “Mommy wiww be hewe in minuts. She usuawwy lets us sweep untiw nine.” “Ok…” Jenny answered getting on her feet. Her head hurt, and she could feel her soaked diaper wrapped around her. God, she had lost control of her bladder during the night. She barely managed to control her anal sphincter anymore, how long until she started helplessly peeing her diaper during the day too? The room was flooded with light as the door opened. Mommy entered the room and opened the window shutters, letting even more light inside the nursery. “Goodmorning my precious babies” she cooed looking at them. She was wearing an elegant dark purple dressing gown, her hair was tied in a ponytail. Her face was as beautiful as always, even without any makeup; the moment Jenny saw her, she was struck by a pang of jealousy, fear and desire. All these conflicting emotions awakened inside her as she saw the woman reaching for Melody, picking her up and laying her down on the changing table. “Hello Melody! Did you have a nice sleep?” She said as she grabbed the little girl’s ankle with one hand and started unstrapping the tabs of her diaper with the other. “Uh-uh” replied Melody, a look of fear in her eyes “Mommy, I made poopies. Couwd yow leawve me in my diapoo? Pweese!” “No sweetie I’m sorry” she replied lifting her bottom and taking her soiled crawler diaper away “You’ve been a bad girl yesterday, and that means no more staying in your poopy diapers for a bit” “Ok…” was the little girl’s meek answer. After cleaning Melody up, she started playing with her feet, tickling her and spreading and closing her legs as she sang something that Jenny thought was an Amazon’s nursery rhyme. Jenny could see Melody gurgling in appreciation of those attentions, her toothless mouth was open in a smile, drool leaking from the sides. After two minutes of playing Mommy ensconced the baby girl in another crawler diaper, then she sat on the big chair putting Melody on her lap, and without saying a word she started soundly spanking her bottom! THWAT! THWAT! THWAT! THWAT… Melody’s face was red and tears were streaming down her eyes, but she only let out whimpering noises, as Mommy blistered her heavily padded behind. After something like 20 blows, Mommy picked up the sobbing girl, and holding her face-level, she looked at her and said “And now how do we say baby?” “T-Thankwo Mommy! I wove you so much!” babbled Melody in response. Jenny watched dumbfounded as the giant woman smiled and kissed Melody on her forehead, before putting her back inside her crib, then she turned her attention to her. “And you, Trixie? Did you enjoy you first night in your new home?” she said reaching to pick her up. Jenny didn’t say anything, at first, she moved away from the giant’s touch. But then she remembered that there was no other place to go inside that white barred prison that was her crib. She just lowered her head in submission, and let Mommy pick her up by her armpits. The giant woman laid her down on the changing table, and, like she did with Melody, she started changing her pee-soaked diaper. After that, she sat down on the chair, with Jenny face down on her lap. Jenny knew where this was going. “Why the spanking? I didn’t do anything!” she protested. Mommy smiled above her “In this house littles always receive their morning spanking. It helps to remind you that you are under my care and must do what I tell you. It is a common custom here in Catalon. Now stop asking question and take your spankie like a good girl” She answered, landing the first slap. THWAT! THWAT! THWAT…. Jenny started crying. Not for the pain, the spanking was not that painful. It was just not fair that Mommy could decide to do this to her just because she said so. And this thing was going to be every morning! But aside from the pain and humiliation, the little girl was feeling something else. She couldn’t explain it, but as each blow landed, she experienced large waves of pleasure radiating from her crotch and bottom. After four blows she could feel her puss had become so wet the diaper was growing soaked with her juices. What was happening? She had never enjoyed things like that! She found herself arching her back, moaning and waiting for the next smack to bring her closer to de edge. “fifteen… ohh that’s soo good…. Seventeen… come on come on come on I’M SO CLOSE!” But after the twentieth slap, Mommy stopped, turning Jenny on her back. The little girl’s face was red, her breathing was raspy, her pupils dilated because of the excitement, she was aimlessly kicking her legs in frustration of once again being denied release, she was so close this time! “Now thank me for reminding you what’s your place and teaching you how to be a proper little girl” Mommy said as she lifted her, keeping her face height and looking at her with those frightening and beautiful eyes. “Thank you Mommy for reminding me my place and turning me into a proper little girl!” Jenny repeated passionately “And…” she didn’t want to ask. That woman had diapered her, put a collar on her, shocked her, made her shit and piss herself and forced her to stay in her own waste…But she was so close this time “Just this once… I’ve already sunken this low…what’s a little step more?” “Please Mommy, I think I didn’t learn my place, spank me more please!” she begged laying in her arms, squirming spreading and closing her legs to maintain that pleasant tingling in her clit. She could feel her powerful hands cradling her bottom and her little head and neck, she wanted those hands to spank her mercilessly. The woman deviously smiled. “My precious pet Trixie loves her spankies, doesn’t she? Mommy will give you more if you behave, little girl” she said lowering Jenny on the nursery’s floor, then she picked Melody up from her crib and led the two babied women downstairs. Breakfast was a relaxed affair. Jenny ate some bottle milk and a bowl filled with little bananas and peaches cut in slices from her highchair while she watched Melody nurse from Mommy’s boobs as the giant woman was sipping some coffee. When they finished eating, Mommy brought the two littles in the living room. The house was deserted, Samantha must have gone to school – Jenny thought as she followed the giant woman. Mommy sat on the huge white couch, picked Melody up and started cuddling and kissing her forehead and tummy. “Who’s my little honeypot? Who is it? You’re my little honeypot! Mhh you’re so sweet I could eat you up!” The little girl mildly squirmed in her arms, giggling, still dazed from drinking the Amazon’s milk. In her face was a look of extreme embarrassment but also a strange tint of happiness. As degrading as they were, she was enjoying Mommy’s cuddles. Jenny stood in front of them, watching. She was disgusted by the scene she was witnessing, but also very scared that she had begged that woman to spank her to orgasm just half-hour ago. How was that possible? She had never been attracted by those things, she considered herself a dominant woman, one of those who knew what they wanted and weren’t afraid to take it. How could she have possibly changed so much in so little time? Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard Mommy saying “… and now your big sister will entertain us with some games!” The woman locked her scary eyes on Jenny. “Now baby Trixie I want you to sit down.” She commanded. Jenny was confused, but she had now learned that objection meant punishment, with a loud crinkling sound she immediately sat down on her diapered bottom. “Good girl!” praised the woman, “Now roll over!” she said, pointing her finger towards Jenny and rotating it clockwise. WHAT?! THAT BITCH WAS TRYING TO TRAIN HER LIKE SHE WAS SOME KIND OF A DOG! Jenny’s face reddened “NO WAY! I’ve let you diaper me, spank me, but I’ll be damned if I’ll let you turn me into your fucking pet!” she screamed outraged. Silence fell in the living room for something like five seconds. Jenny’s heart was pounding inside her little chest. No, this time she wouldn’t have surrendered! Mommy just smiled, lowering the now upset Melody on the floor, then came forward to the now trembling Jenny. …. Back and forth, back and forth. Jenny’s tear-streaked face was pale, she was nauseous. The swinging movement had continued for half an hour and never seemed to stop. She could feel the sticky mess from the enema filling her diaper, squelching and spreading with each swing. The hard wooden surface pressing the filth to her reddened skin. She had tried to move, but her arms and legs were immobilized. She was sitting on a giant rocking horse, her arms and ankles strapped to the sides of it. Each swing lifted her backside from the horse, and then painfully smacked her bottom when she landed on the fake saddle. But this time there was no pleasure, just endless pain. She would have screamed with each smack, but her mouth was stuffed with the pacifier gag. Mommy had pumped it so much her jaw ached. Therefore the only sound that came out of her were low muffled screams, as the rocking continued. Beside her torture seat, Mommy was sitting on the couch, she was typing something on her computer, absently keeping the horse rocking with her foot while she was throwing a little plastic ball to the drooling Melody, who, crawling in her massive diaper, went to fetch it each time. Melody’s face was red, she was sweating because of the continuous exercise Mommy was compelling her to do. Throw and fetch, throw and fetch. It went on for almost an hour, while Jenny kept rocking that awful horse. When the hour had passed, Mommy went to give Melody a bath, and left the quivering Jenny locked to the wicked instrument. The little girl remained still for another fifteen minutes, searing pain coming from her bottom, the stench of her full diaper starting to really get to her nostrils. When Mommy returned, she deposited the now lavender-reeking Melody inside the playpen, then she unstrapped Jenny from the horse. “Now baby are you ready to behave? Or else Mommy will have to use more severe punishment. We can’t have an untrained pet in our house now do we? So what it’s gonna be?” she said looking at her with her merciless golden eyes. Still sobbing, Jenny nodded her head in submission. Every resistance was futile against that woman, and she would have taken away her teeth or her ability to walk if she didn’t obey her. “Good Trixie” , she said firmly kissing the little girl on her forehead, then rocking her on her shoulder. “You have to understand this is for your own good. The world outside is not made for tiny and fragile creatures like you..” The poor girl was then set on the floor and forced to perform any sort of tricks for her Amazon mother. She made her roll over, beg on her knees, display her diapered bottom… when the whole thing ended Jenny had no more tears left, the humiliation was unbearable. After the horrible show, Mommy deflated Jenny’s pacifier. Her resistance was crushed, she had been degraded to a point that had never seen reachable, but now she understood fully. Jenny dropped on her knees, red-eyed and with snot running from her nose. “I-I’ll be your baby! I’m yours! I’ll do everything you say, just, please don’t punish me anymore!” Mommy picked up Jenny once again “Very good Trixie. I think despite your naughty behaviour you need a reward. It will show you how much better is to just do what Mommy says…” she said sitting on the sofa, the little girl face up on her lap. She started stroking Jenny’s diapered crotch with her giant fingers. Jenny let out a long moan of pleasure, this time she could feel it! The blissful sensation started to build up as the little girl twitched in her Mommy’s arms. “Yeas, please more!” she said arching her back, trying to thrust her pelvis against the Amazon’s hand. “Shush baby” punctuated the woman popping the pacifier inside Jenny’s mouth and inflating it once again. “Mommy knows best how to do.” Jenny felt again degraded and humiliated, but this time it didn’t stop her from getting even more excited by the situation. “Mhhhp Mhhhpp Mhhh….” She vocalized, sucking hard on her enlarged pacifier, imagining she was choking on a giant cock. “Oh.. my little girl is horny huh? Mommy can fix that. Are you my horny little pet?” “Mhhhhphhhhhh!” the little girl vocalized, looking her dominator in the eyes and twitching even more in her giant lap. Mommy’s strokes were getting faster and harder by the second, Jenny could feel the moist in her pussy soaking up the already well used diaper, she was so close! She needed just a little more! “Don’t you dare climax without my permission Trixie. Or I’ll swear I’ll lock you in diapers so thick you won’t be able to cum ever again” Mommy said threateningly. Fear gripped Jenny as she slowed her pace and steadied her breathing. She was ready. The little girl was panting, her sexual excitement on the edge, looking at her mistress eyes and waiting for her permission to find release. “Please don’t deceive me, you promised a reward, let me finish! Please have mercy on me!”. Mommy’s lips moved “Ok Trixie, you can cum for Mommy”, she said pressing hard the wet padding pf the diaper against Jenny’s spasming twat. The little girl let out a long moan muffled by the pacifier. The tension in her whole body raising, her muscles contracting, flashing light dancing in front of her shut eyes as she was rocked into a bone-shattering orgasm. …Then, as it came, the stress faded, leaving the girl wheezing and limp in her Mommy’s arms. Jenny laid there for ten minutes. The woman deflated the pacifier to ease her gasping baby’s breathing, and soothingly cradled her little head in her arms. A few meters away, Melody was witnessing the scene with a mixture of envy and desire. It wasn’t fair! Mommy had never let her do anything like that! She insisted in keeping her like a full-fledged baby. Oh, what would have Melody given to be treated as a pet like Trixie! Jenny for her part, was in heaven. She felt light as a feather, her eyes closed, her forehead caressed by Mommy’s hands. But as it passed, the blissful sensation was replaced by a sense of unacceptable shame. Jenny felt the mess inside her diaper, she heard the jingling of the tag attached to her collar, and she remembered she was just a plaything to that gorgeous woman. A pet to diaper, torture and pleasure at her will. The best thing she could expect was to earn her mercy so that she would have let her cum again one of the next days. That was her highest expectation. Jenny felt repelled at that thought, and rage and envy filled her heart once again. The little girl’s eyes flooded back with tears. “It’s not right!” she wailed jealously to the smiling Amazon above her “You have everything in your life! I was just like you! I was a winner! I had the whole world at my feet and I was just getting started! Why did this happen to me…” “My sweet Trixie” Mommy spoke calmly, “You have never been a winner. You spent five years to get a degree that only took three years to the other students. And that with your father’s connections to ease your way through your exams. You have spent all your studying years wasting your parent’s money in parties, dresses and futile expenses, weighting on your family’s finances. And don’t even get me started about the people you have met during your life. You’ve always been seen like a presumptuous bitch by all your so called “girlfriends”, and your actual boyfriend was cheating you with one of them…” The expression on Jenny’s face turned from one of rage to one of shock and surprise. “What?” Mommy continued “Didn’t you realize we were doing background checks on the people we were kidnapping? We only choose the most suitable, immature littles, and I personally chose you” - she punctuated booping the little girl’s nose with her giant finger - “For being my cute diapered baby pet. You’re so much better at this than anything you’ve tried in your whole life, you’re made for this. And it’s time for you to fully accept it.” Jenny’s world shattered around her. With few simple words that woman had managed to annihilate what was left of her self confidence and pride. She was right. Thinking back, she had always been a failure at everything. She was nothing compared to the goddess who was sitting above her, holding her in her arms. That woman owned her house and a perfect lifestyle while Jenny for her part didn’t even own the soiled diaper wrapped around her waist. Again, confronted with that overwhelming superiority that her “mother” was radiating, Jenny couldn’t do anything but cry in self-pity. Mommy had every right to own her, and she had to gratefully submit to that creature who was so much stronger, smarter and beautiful than she was. Mommy let her little girl cry for another bit, it was important for her to learn her place and be convinced that she deserved it. Then, she produced a large bottle of milk and stuck it inside Jenny’s mouth. The little girl let out some faint groan of protest, but she almost immediately accepted the drink her unyielding mother was imposing on her. After giving her two babies their bottles, Mommy deposited Jenny inside the crib with her sister too keep her out of trouble while she went upstairs. The two diapered littles remained silent for a bit. Melody was eyeing her big sister enviously, but dared not to speak, she didn’t want to worsen the situation. Jenny for her part was still sniffling, overwhelmed by the recent revelations and didn’t even notice the look her little sister was giving her. When Mommy came back downstairs, she was dressed in an elegant pair of white trousers and a black shirt. Approaching the playpen, she scooped Melody up and brought her upstairs, leaving Jenny alone in the room. When they returned Melody had a clean diaper on her and was dressed in a short light green sundress that barely covered her diapered bottom. After changing Jenny’s soiled diaper Mommy pulled out a stroller from one of the adjacent rooms and safely strapped Melody in. Jenny’s mind was once again racing “She’s taking us outside? But the stroller is just for Melody, she sure doesn’t intend to carry me around, does she?!” she thought watching her baby sister kick her little legs aimlessly inside the stroller, the straps locked together at her crotch’s height, lifting her sundress and leaving her diaper for everyone to see. But she could have never imagined what she was in for, when she turned around and saw Mommy coming towards her, holding in her hands something that terribly resembled a pink baby harness with a leash attached to it. “Ok, baby Trixie, let’s go for a walk!” she cooed.

Hello guys. Thank you for all your comments and support, it's really a powerful drive for the author. Just wanted to give you a heads up. The next chapter is almost ready but I need to proofread it and I wont be able to do that in the next few days, so it's gonna be a little longer than usual. I'll upload it in the weekend, not later I think. Thanks again ;) have a good week

Great story ;) Hope you get well soon.

Well... I may have exaggerated ? But I really wanted to emphasize the control the Amazon have over the littles. Hope you like it

Here we go again! Chapter 7! A magic and important number if you follow the Harry potter saga. will that also be for the little Jenny? Let's find out. I wanted to thank you all guys for the kind comments, and I wanted to ask you for some ideas to add to the story. You can write me in private if you want Chapter 7 Minutes passed, Jenny was sniffling, her face buried into the woman’s cleavage, feeling the slow, wave-like movement as she was being rocked by her new self-proclaimed Mommy. They spent some time in complete silence, both the Amazon and the little knew that some time was needed for Jenny to ponder all the implications of the situation she was in. Jenny was glad that woman was showing her a little mercy, not pushing or trying to assault her with more humiliating treatment. Instead she stood silent, one hand supporting Jenny’s diapered bottom, the other hand stroking firmly her hair and keeping Jenny’s cheek pressed to her full lips. The following minutes passed like that. Jenny regained her composure. That couldn’t be the end, it just couldn’t! She was destined to achieve greatness and fulfilment, she had to find a way out of that place. It didn’t matter how intimidating that woman was, or how much the humiliation of being treated like a baby was burning inside her. She couldn’t lose hope! At some point, the woman broke the silence. “I think my little Trixie needs some time to explore her new house? Would you like that sweetie?” Jenny lifter her head and, trying to overcome the sense of discomfort and inferiority that the woman’s eyes made her feel “Y-yeah..I would like that….”, she croaked. She was carried downstairs and set on the floor as the woman went to retrieve the little girl named Melody from her mesh walled prison. As Jenny was being carried to the living room, she couldn’t help but notice that wetting her diaper had made the thick padding expand between her legs, so not only the diaper she was wearing had expanded on the outside, but it also was making contact with her privates, the wet padding pressing against her vulva. It was very odd, like having someone’s mouth scraping her lower lips. That wasn’t exactly uncomfortable, but vaguely stimulating. Jenny tried not to think about it. As Melody was let down on all fours beside her, the woman addressed both her diapered littles, “I want you to play nice in the ground floor while Mommy makes dinner. If I hear a peep out of you Mommy will spank”, “Melody, why don’t you show your new big sister the house and all your toys?” she added “Yeth Mommy…” the toothless girl meekly replied. The two littles were left alone, as the woman went to the adjacent kitchen. Jenny looked at Melody and couldn’t help but feel sorry for what had happened to her. She didn’t know how to start the conversation. What could she possibly say to that poor girl? “Hey how’s it going? I’m sorry that psycho of our captor removed all your teeth and messed up with your body?” That was just stupid… Then it dawned on her mind that she needed answers, and quick, thus she just asked “So what’s the situation here? Who are this people?”. She would have needed every piece of information she could get if she wanted to at least try to escape. “Fowwow me” Melody replied, and she started crawling across the room, her thickly diapered bottom swaying left and right, leading Jenny to an enormous set of white shelves attached to the farthest wall of the living room. On the shelves, were a lot of framed photos, expensive furnishing and other accessories like a silvery precious set of pens, tiny crystal statues and other stuff. “Mommy is a neuwoscientisht” said Melody pointing at a framed degree on one of the top shelves, “She’s smawtew than anywone. We aw wery lucky to be hew littwels, I uwsed to fight hew but I didn’t uwndewstand how supewiow Bigs aw. Us littwes aw just incapabwe to cawe fow us and we must do what Mommy says.” Jenny could see a solitary tear running down the little girl’s cheek as she talked. “What did they do to you? You can tell me, I want to help you” said Jenny, putting her hand on her shoulder and looking her dead in the eye. But Melody shook her head, like she was trying to get rid of a bad thought “It’s not thawt bad. Mommy told me she would be punishing me fow just a few wears, then mawbe she’ll let me wawk ow change my dyapoos a littwe wess often, ow even…” the little girl stopped, like she was contemplating a dream to good to be true. Jenny stared at the girl with an horrified expression. What did that woman do to completely subdue that girl, turning her into an obedient diapered puppy whose top aspiration was to please her Mommy enough she would let her walk again? “Why would you want your diaper changed less often?” automatically asked Jenny, without thinking. The forced smile on the little girl’s face cracked, and her expression changed into one of pure despair. Melody started sobbing quietly, her blue eyes pointed directly at Jenny’s, opened in terror. “Mommy did sowmthing to me…” she tried to say between the sobs “At fiwst I hated to staw in my diwty diapoos, buwt aftew som time it stawted feewing good. It feews tingly wight hewe.” Melody explained, her little hand pointing at her diapered crotch. It was only in that moment Jenny noticed Melody’s diaper was filled with poop, a brown shade on her crotch and on the back of it. “oh…Jesus…” Jenny whispered, “it’s Ok Melody, don’t cry…” she tried to console the little girl, but her sobbing was just getting louder and louder. “What’s going on right here?” asked a young voice from behind them. It was Samantha, that woman’s teenage daughter. “Trixie did you hurt Melody? Hadn’t mommy told you to play nice?” “No I didn’t! she just…” tried to explain Jenny, but the teenage girl interrupted her. “Oh, I see how it is. Melody, what did Mommy tell you about keeping crying without a reason? You should behave like a happy little girl. Now I think we should have that diaper changed….” “NOOOOOOO PWEAS!” cried Melody “I am happy, the happwies littwe in all wowd!” she screamed, putting on a forced toothless smile, tears streaming down her face. “I wuv you big sis! I wuv you and Mummy so much! Pwease don’t change my diapoo! I wike wallowing in my poop fow my Mummy!” she kept saying, her face red, her eyes wide open. But her pleas fell of deaf ears, as Samantha just picked her up, and after slapping her soiled bottom a couple of times, she started carrying her upstairs. “NOO PWEAS! Don’t change my dyapooo! PWEAS…!” Melody’s cries faded as she was carried away. Jenny stood there, shocked and repelled by what she had just witnessed. If they only took less than two years to reduce Melody in that state…- a shiver went down her spine- how long would it take for her to start acting like that poor girl too? After she recovered form that episode, she started looking with more attention at the photos on the shelves. There were a lot of awards for scientific projects (Jenny couldn’t read well what they were about because of her small size), and a lot of photos picturing “Mommy” during important reunions or even parties with other amazons. From all those pictures transpired a full, successful life, both personal and professional. She could see a photo of the woman kissing a handsome man who – Jenny supposed- was her husband. Witnessing all the achievements that woman had made during her life only contributed to raise her anger. She was there, clad in only a thick diaper and with a shock collar on her neck while that bitch had everything she ever wanted from life. She tried to reach for one of the photos on the lowest shelf, but as she got near it, the heard the threatening bipping sound of her collar. She tried to explore the room, but she noticed that the collar started blipping whenever she reached for an object that wasn’t one of the toys. Apparently the stuff on the sofa, small table and shelves, everything that wasn’t designed for a baby was off limits for her. Jenny stood there, gritting her teeth and clutching her little fists in anger, when a sudden cramp hit her lower abdomen. “Oh no…. not like this!” she thought as she felt the pressure on her rectum rise. She tried to squeeze her buttcheeks and clench her anal sphincter. She wasn’t going to mess herself like that! She wasn’t! Her face was rapidly turning red, sweat appearing on her forehead as she tried to keep control of her bowels. But her muscles seemed to have weakened a lot since she had appeared in that dimension, because after less than a minute, she felt her resistance fade as some mushy poop landed with a crinkle on the bottom of her diaper. After that, her struggle crumbled and her bowels seemed to twich on their own as she spread her legs, bent her knees and with a loud grunt started filling her diaper with a day worth of poop. “Ughhh….” She groaned as the cramps faded. She was now standing in a very full, heavy diaper, her butt felt sticky and she could feel the warmth of her feces near the skin of her bottom. “What a good little girl you are Trixie! Making a lot poopies for Mommy!” chirped a voice behind her. Jenny whirled around. The woman was standing behind her, leaned to a wall, her arms crossed and a wide smile on that delightful face. How long had she been looking? Did Jenny really mess herself in front of that woman? The thought of it sent another wave of humiliation to hit Jenny’s now dangerously lowering self-esteem. But she fought to drive the tears back. She wouldn’t have cried again in less that an hour. “Dinner’s ready, come along Trixie” said the woman taking a step towards the kitchen. “Uhm….” Mumbled Jenny, trying to formulate the phrase correctly without calling that woman… “It’s Mommy sweetie” She said like she was inside her head. “You have to call me Mommy” “Fine” said Jenny, trying to fight the knot that was forming in her throat “Could you please change me, Mommy?” “Very good Trixie! But I’m afraid you’ll have to get used to wear dirty diapers, Mommy doesn’t want her little pet to get spoiled. Now come along” she said as she escorted the little girl to the kitchen. Jenny was disconsolate as she waddled to the next room, her thighs were now spread even more by the heavy diaper, and the slight smell of her poop was starting to get to her nostrils. Luckily that diaper seemed to do a good job keeping most of it inside, so it wasn’t unbearable. The kitchen was spacious and it communicated with a dining room. At the centre of the dining room was a large table (there was space for eight giants). The table was set for two people, the aroma of roasted meat and baked potatoes lingering in the room. Next to the head of the table, was a large highchair. Jenny knew where this was going, “At least the dinner smells good”, she thought. Mommy strapped the little girl to the highchair and locked the tray in place, then she went into the kitchen. Jenny shifted uncomfortably on the seat of the highchair. She could feel the poop smearing on her bottom, squelching and sticking. She only hoped that dinner would end soon. The woman was busy preparing the portions when Samantha entered the room. She was carrying a sobbing, heavily diapered Melody in her right arm, and with her left one was pulling a smaller version of the playpen Jenny saw in the living room, but this one had little wheels under it. Jenny could see her little sister’s face was upset and tear-streaked, like she had been crying a lot. And on the part of her thighs next to the bottom of her diaper Jenny saw vicious red stripes, the poor girl had been spanked thoroughly. The teenager unceremoniously dumped Melody inside the tiny mesh-walled prison, and when the little started whining, she just stuffed a pacifier inside her mouth and inflated it. “Melody has been a very bad girl today” she said “And we thought she was making progress” Mommy stared at the diapered girl sat inside the playpen “Looks like someone won’t be staying in her dirty dydees in the next few days, instead she’ll be getting some extra spanking” Muffled cries could be heard coming from Melody, as she tried to get on her feet by grabbing the side of the playpen. After that, the two Amazons started bringing the food on the table. It was roasted meat with baked potatoes, bread, and string beans. Jenny’s mouth started watering as she saw that abundance displayed in front of her eyes. She couldn’t wait to take a bite of something, she hadn’t eaten anything decent since she arrived in that world. But Jenny’s hopes crumbled as Mommy and Samantha just started filling their dishes, completely ignoring the two diapered littles. The little girl squirmed in her highchair, further spreading the mess inside her diaper. Her tummy was rumbling loudly. Jenny once again swallowed her pride “Mommy…I’m hungry, please…” she lamented looking longingly the massive lump of roasted meat “I know baby, I promise this late dinner is just for today. You’ll get fed way before the Bigs next time. Now shush and let Mommy and you big sister eat, I’ll get to you in five minutes” was the woman’s answer. Jenny and Melody watched enviously as the two amazons started eating. Saliva was accumulating in Jenny’s mouth and she could see Melody drooling copiously, her spit leaking from her pacifier-stuffed mouth and soaking her chin and her flat naked chest. Halfway through dinner, Mommy disappeared for a moment inside the kitchen, when she returned, she was holding a bowl filled with an unappetizing greyish goop and a baby bottle of what seemed water. She approached Jenny’s highchair and placed them in front of her. Then, taking a spoonful of that amorphous substance, she held it to Jenny’s lips. The little girl tried to back off, but the highchair didn’t leave her any room to move. Making a sad face, she weakly shook her head. “I don’t like this! Please Mommy, can I have some of the meat?” she petulantly asked. “No Trixie, grown-up food is bad for you delicate little stomach. This is Little-chow, the perfect meal for a girl like you. Now open up, or next time you won’t be eating on the highchair like a baby girl, you’ll eat on the ground like a puppygirl” was Mommy’s answer Jenny grimaced, opening her mouth in surrender. That stuff had the boiled rice consistency, and didn’t really taste like anything. She was forced to drink a lot of liquid from the bottle to wash it down. On the other hand, the drink was good, it was sweet and fresh. Jenny emptied the bottle in no time, and Mommy went to the kitchen to get another one. After dinner was finished, Mommy went to retrieve Melody from the playpen. The poor girl had drooled so much she had wet the waistband of her diaper. Jenny saw the diapered little stare at the Amazon woman in fear and adoration as she leaned to the side of the playpen and picked her up. “Such a messy baby!” Mommy said bringing Melody on her lap and using a tissue to dry the little girl’s spit-soaked chest and tummy. “are you Mommy’s messy baby? Yes your are!” Mommy chanted as Melody frantically nodded her little head, emitting soft muffled sounds. The amazon woman deflated the pacifier and removed it, wiping the little girl’s drooling mouth. “And now how do we say baby?” “Fanks Mommy, I wuv yu” Melody babbled as the woman lowered her dress and unsnapped her bra, exposing a massive breast with an engorged nipple. Mommy pressed Melody’s face to her breast, and with a hungry “Mmmaaahhh” sound, the little girl laced to the nipple and started sucking loudly. Jenny watched horrified as Melody drained Mommy’s breasts. The little’s movements were getting slower by the second, and when she was latched to the woman’s second breast, Jenny could see she had her eyes closed, her entire body limp and only her mouth was moving in a slow sucking act. After Melody finished her feeding, Mommy lowered her again inside the playpen, the little girl was sleeping soundly. While Mommy was busy tiding up, Jenny started whimpering, trying to get Samantha’s attention. “What’s up Trixie?” said the teenage lifting her gaze from her mobile phone. “Please, can you change me now? It’s past dinner and I’m uncomfortable…” Jenny said pitifully. Samantha and Mommy exchanged a look, then they both smiled. “But of course I’ll change my messy little pet-sister!” said Samantha in a mocking tone, approaching Jenny’s highchair and starting tickling her bare feet. “S-stooppp!” squealed Jenny, half crying and half laughing from the tickling. She tried to squirm away, but her chest was held in place by the tray, and her abdomen and crotch were restrained by the straps. She could only bang her little fists on the plastic surface and kick aimlessly her legs, as the teen Amazon assaulted her. Luckily the tickling didn’t last long, and after retrieving another baby bottle, Samantha unstrapped her from the highchair and carried her to the nursery upstairs. “Now I want you to drink this bottle all down baby” said Samantha laying Jenny on the changing table and putting the baby bottle in her little hands. “But I’m not thirsty… I had enough….” Lamented Jenny. That was her third bottle that evening and she was feeling quite bloated. “Somebody wants to spend her night in a stinky diaper apparently…” That was all it took to get Jenny to loudly suck from the silicon teat. “Good girl Trixie. I think I’m going to have so much fun with you. I can’t wait to show you off to my classmates. They’ll go crazy for a cutie like you” cooed the teenage as she started changing Jenny’s dirty diaper. The little girl didn’t try to protest anymore, she knew that it only made the situation worse. Her life seemed to have become an endless parade of humiliations and tortures, how long until she started measuring time in diaper changes? How long until waddling in a messy diaper would represent the only thrill in a world made of diapers and pacifiers and baby clothes? When Samantha was finished cleaning, Jenny was locked into a thick pink nighttime diaper and lowered inside her crib. “What if I get cold?” pouted Jenny. She didn’t want to sleep in just her diaper. It made her feel extremely vulnerable. “You’ll find that littles spend a lot of time in just their diapers.” Answered the teenager ruffling Jenny’s hair. “You are just playthings, modesty or clothes don’t concern you. Now say goodnight to your big sister, before she gets angry and spanks your little butt like she did with Melody” Samantha said leaning on the white bars. Jenny was already red-faced from getting a diaper change from a girl ten years younger than her, but she didn’t want to get a punishment. There was something wrong with that girl, Jenny could see malice on the back of her smile, it was not convenient for the little girl to antagonize her. So Jenny raised on her tiptoes and gave a sly kiss on the girl’s cheek. “Goodnight big sister!” she managed to say convincingly enough. “Goodnight baby Trixie” she replied, turning a pink nightlight on and exiting the room closing the door behind her. Jenny stood in her crib, trying to think how she was going to survive all this. She was trapped again with no hopes of escaping. She absolutely had to find a way to remove the collar from her neck, escape was not even thinkable without doing that. After 10 minutes spent nervously pacing around her crib, she heard footsteps approaching and quickly laid on her back, pretending to be asleep. She saw Mommy entering the nursery and depositing the unconscious Melody in the crib beside hers. Then she got out of the room, but this time she locked the door. Silence fell again. For the first time since she was arrived, Jenny was alone. No giants checking on her from the shopping windows, no nurses tormenting her with that awful itching powder… she truly was alone. She tried to close her eyes to get some sleep, but she found that the increasing pressure inside her bladder was making her uncomfortable. Not having any other choice, she let out a soft sigh as she started peeing into her diaper, feeling the wet padding pressing against her crotch. It reminded her of a moist pair of lips. God how many days had passed since she touched herself last time? Jenny was a very sexually active girl. She regularly masturbated, and her favourite time was before going to sleep because, in her mind, it helped her discharge the stress of the day. She looked around, the room was silent except for Melody soft and regular breathing. She needed that. She couldn’t bear all that without taking the edge off. She started by squeezing her legs together, pressing the padding even more against her now glistening pussy. “Oh my god this is gonna be so good”, she thought, pressing the palm of her hand against her diapered crotch with a loud crinkling sound. Unfortunately the pressure she felt was not much, the diaper was very thick. But she could at least try, maybe if she went on long enough she would have been able to cum. “Just once, I need it just one time…”, she thought spreading her legs and starting rubbing. She closed her eyes… a sense of completeness enveloped her as she felt bliss starting to build up. Tiny flashes danced before her closed eyes. “Yeah yeah yeah, like that….” No more than five seconds could have passed, when she heard the hated blipping noise coming from her collar, the little light on it had turned red. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I AM NOT EVEN ALLOWED TO TOUCH MY OWN DIAPER!?” she screamed inside her head. Her breathing had became loud and raspy from her sexual tension. “No no no!! it can’t be! Come on I just need a little more….” She thought, rubbing more violently. But her worst fear became real as her collar gave a powerful shock, making her lose control of her bladder once again and sending waves of pain through her entire body. “OOOWW!” she screamed, her excitement had rapidly evaporated, but the constant feeling of frustration remained as she started banging her little fists on the mattress, burying her face into the sheets and emitting muffled screams to avoid attracting unwanted attentions. After an hour spent crying and desperately trying to masturbate without success – that earned herself three more shocks instead - Jenny managed to finally quiet down, close her eyes and drift off into a deep slumber.

Thanks! I really appreciate your support! The next chapter is ready, I need just the time to do some proofreading and then I'll upload. No never heard about the keeperverse. What about it?

I red it yesterday. It I enjoyed it, but unfortunately full ABDL stories are not my kind. I prefer the diaper dimension ones, where there's a pyshical domination of the caregiver. The story is very well written, it's just me I'm intrested in the mechanical nursery one though. Anyway thanks for the kind words, I really appreciate them.

Well, I think that if she was plain cruel she would have been just a third nurse, so I wanted to give her a more complex personality and behaviour. Give it time ;) Also she just put a shocking implant, spanked and shoved laxatives on the poor Jenny...I mean... That's not exactly loving in my book....