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  1. Hello, this is another idea I've had for a fair bit. It may be slightly influenced by French Whines (kudos to the author of it; probably one of my favorite stories I've read on this site), except...well, this is more supernatural than anything. And now, for WARNINGS: there will be political undercurrents in this story. If you're not a fan of Israel or Arab countries, well, I will say this story probably won't be for you (as I am ethnically Jewish from my mom and have the utmost respect for all religions - so long as they aren't hurting people - including Christianity and Islam, my feelings, as much as I want to be an impartial observer, may spill out. I apologize beforehand, but this story is something I feel I had to write from the bottom of my heart after all that's happened). But I PROMISE beforehand, there will be a good ending to this; I may be cynical about our irl chances if/when another huge war spills out, but that doesn't mean this story has to be. Of course, politics and the bigotry (portrayed in antagonists INCLUDING THIS CHAPTER, JUST SO YOU'RE WARNED) are there, but I promise to be respectful in that regard. Violence is there, given the subject matter. Language is a given with any of my stories. And of course, gender-swapping is a major thing, and I promise to be respectful in that regard as well. About critique, feel absolutely free to tell me what I'm doing wrong; in fact, I encourage it with all my heart! I want to publish this under my pseudo penname in books for AR/AB stuff, and in order to publish without mistakes and errors, I absolutely need to know what I've done wrong. If you can't find anything wrong, then tell me what you liked, please! These things make me a better writer. I'm not soft when it comes to critique, and I'll always listen to it. Thank you in advance! Now, to start the story: - Chapter One: Death is Not the End. - Lieutenant Lavi Zingel’s calm brown eyes were constantly aware of their surroundings, for danger was close by. He was deep undercover in Sayeret Matkal’s operation in Egypt; if he was found out, Israel could deny any involvement. Operation Rebirth was risky, but he had been the first to volunteer for it. It was all he could do for his country, was it not? Ten top Israeli scientists had been captured by a shadowy Iranian-proxy organization, and it required a delicate touch; only one man could be sent to infiltrate, and he was perfect, as he was of Arabic and Jewish descent (from his father and mother, respectively), and looked the part with dark olive skin, and a full dark-brown beard. Mossad was worried that Alraabitat Almunahidat Lilsihyuniati (Anti-Zionist League, honestly, couldn’t they think of a more original name than that?) was forcing the scientists to build nuclear weapons in Egypt, which would then be shipped to Syria and Lebanon. Zingel was as skilled a combatant as had ever gone through Sayeret Matkal; everyone in the secretive unit knew it. He had aced every test, physical, medical, psychological, had been pushed to his limits and beyond, and he had come out of it stronger than ever before, a weapon who could kill a man hundreds of different ways. But the main thing that separated him from the others was his mind. He was an omniglot, fluent in over twenty languages and dialects. He had graduated top of his class in high school, a 750 on the Psychometric Entrance Test, summa cum laude in all classes, with a bagrut certificate. He was knowledgeable about how nuclear weapons worked, having had his Egyptian-Israeli father and Israeli mother working on them. It didn’t surprise him that he was the first choice for the mission. What did surprise him, as he looked at the weapons, was that they were far from nuclear armaments. Quite simply, as he looked at the manifests, saw the tired scientists working (not just Israeli, but Egyptian as well), it was far from nuclear. This was a weapon of which the likes had never been seen on this planet before, something he had as much a clue about as the workings of God: in other words, none. Then there was shouting, and he turned around to see a large Arabic man hit a short, heavyset Egyptian woman, who took the hit with stunned disbelief. “I don’t want excuses!” the man roared. “I wanted Project Rebirth to be up-and-running a week ago! I should kill you all, you worthless piles of shit!” “But…what you’re asking…” one of the Israeli scientists, a woman, spoke up timidly. “It’s impossible. This is God’s work, not-” “I DON’T GIVE A DAMN WHAT PIGS LIKE YOU SAY!” the man shouted, closing the distance and shoving a gun in the scientist’s face. “I wanted this to be done long ago! It should’ve been sent to Lebanon and Syria long ago! It should’ve detonated in Tel Aviv, the city of rats like you, long ago!” Zingel was torn. On the one hand, nothing could compromise his identity. Mossad specifically said that the weapons were the priority. But compassion had been instilled in him as well from his parents, and he wanted to rescue the hostages - for clearly the Egyptian scientists were just as much hostages as the Israelis. He took a chance. “Excuse me, sir,” Zingel said politely. “Yes, what is it?” the man snapped. “If we kill them, all hope for Project Rebirth is lost.” The operative was using all of his silver-tongued charm to both keep his cover and spare the lives of the hostages. “And the Zionists would attack us without recourse. Wouldn’t it be better to spare them just a day?” The man gave the operative a cold look. “Who the hell are you?” he snapped. “Dr. Mourad Slimani,” Zingel said in a perfect Algerian Arabic dialect. “I’ve been on this project since day one.” The man gave him a smile. “Well, Dr. Slimani, I suppose there’s no harm,” he said with a shrug. “It’s mostly finished anyway. All that’s left is to shoot them.” Zingel didn’t even blink, didn’t give anything away. “And once the weapon has been tested? What’s stopping the Zionists from attacking? You have to know that they’d send someone?” “I’d be surprised if they didn’t, my good doctor. But I suppose a heretic is as good as an infidel for this purpose.” He holstered his first pistol and grabbed the heavyset Egyptian woman - who had surprisingly dark skin for an Egyptian - by the hair with one hand, a second gun in the other, as she pleaded, “Please, please, I’m a mother, I have children!” “Shut up, you warped whore!” The man hit her in the face with the pistol. “I’ve killed many mothers and their children; don’t think you can negotiate that way with your life on the line!” A cruel smile played on his face. “But I’m not going to shoot you. He is.” He flipped the gun to offer to Zingel. “You can’t be serious! I’m a doctor, I swore not to take lives!” he protested. “You can shoot her…or I can. I can give you five seconds to decide, Dr. Slimani.” Zingel was trapped, and he knew it when he felt the weight of the semi-auto pistol. There was only one bullet in the chamber, which could only mean one thing: he was burnt. Who did it didn’t matter; he knew his cover had been blown. What he did next was impulsive as hell, but he didn’t feel like he had an option. He took the gun…and dropped it, proceeding to draw a hidden knife from his lab coat, grabbing the large man by the throat and backing them both against the wall, as armed guards went in the room, aiming their weapons at them. “You know you don’t have to shoot any of them,” the operative said calmly, as more guards had arrived and had drawn their weapons, shouting at him. The scientists were cowering on the floor…except for the heavyset Egyptian, who was looking at him…curiously? “You know damn well that these aren’t nuclear weapons.” “Of course not!” the man laughed. “Is that what your precious Zionist special agency said, ‘Dr. Slimani’ - or, should I say, Lieutenant Lavi Zingel? They’re not infallible.” “Then what are they?” “Something that will end the lives of all Zionists, purge the Western infidels, and-” “Shut up!” Zingel spat, drawing a tiny bit of blood from the man’s throat. “I asked what the weapons did, not the overarching goal.” “Why should I tell you anything?” “We’re both dead men either way. Feel free to state what you were planning on doing. I don’t have a wiretap, on my oath to God.” “The oath to your god?” “No. It can be yours if you wish. But I have no reason to lie. You’re the leader of this project. So spill.” The man laughed. “You should’ve been born a merchant, not an Israeli pig with that tongue of yours. Devil’s tongue. You think I’m the leader of this project? You think I’m in charge? No, this reaches far beyond your limited comprehension, into the heart of your supposed ‘allies’.” Zingel’s heart dropped. “The United States.” “Very perceptive of you. That is correct: there is an element in the United States who wants this weapon and would pay us by knifing the Zionist regime in the back. I don’t care what the hell they do with this weapon; they’ve paid us with nuclear armaments already. Israel will soon be no more!” “Not if I have anything to say about it!” The man stabbed the Israeli operative in the leg with an odd stone knife and shouted, “Praise be to God! Open fire!” Zingel felt the pain from the stone knife lance through his leg, felt shots nail him in his torso, passing through the man to get to his heart, as the knives from both slipped from their grasps. He slumped against the wall, tearing out the knife he had been stabbed with - it had hit his femoral artery, and he knew he was a dead man anyway, no matter what - breathing ragged gasps. The Arab man was dead, a sadistic grin permanently etched on his face. “That. Is. Enough.” The Israeli looked in shock as the Egyptian woman, now twice as tall as any man and bearing animalian features all over her body: the paws and limbs of a lioness, a crocodilian tail and back, the breasts of a human woman, and the face of a hippopotamus. A very angry hippo. The scared guards aimed at her, but she merely waved a paw, and the guns melted away, the armed guards in the room shriveling into mummies in an alarmingly-short time. The Israeli and Egyptian scientists had their eyes closed and were seemingly sleeping before they vanished into thin air. “Wha-” Zingel coughed up blood, as the creature turned to him. He cowered; he knew enough about Egyptian mythology from his father to know who this…goddess was. But he saw her eyes soften when they saw him. “Shh…it is okay, little one,” she cooed. “I am here.” “But…Ta-wa-ret…” His eyes were tinged red, darkness slowly slipping over them, as he hacked up blood from his ruined lungs. “Yes.” Tawaret’s black eyes were warm, and a sense of security washed over the dying man. “The scientists are safe, away from here, their memories of these horrors gone. But you…you have been hurt with the weapon, my own powers. I cannot heal you, but there is another way I can keep you alive. You, the bridge between worlds, the one who does what is right, must stay alive, must find the ability to stop the world from warring once again, for it will be the end of all. Do you understand, little one? Just nod if you agree.” Lavi Zingel nodded once, as the last breath left his body and darkness swallowed him whole. - I will explain what all of the Israeli things mean (I hope Google Translator did okay with the rare Arabic...): Sayeret Matkal = Israeli special forces, equivalent to British Special Air Service and United States Delta Force. Specializes in deep reconnaissance for intelligence gathering, but also does black operations, combat search-and-rescue, counterterrorism, hostage rescue, manhunts beyond Israel's borders, etc. Mossad = National intelligence agency for Israel, responsible for gathering information, counterterrorism, and covert operations. Much like United States' CIA. Psychometric Entrance Test = Israel's standardized test/entrance exam, based on quantitative reasoning, verbal reasoning, and English. Scores range from 200 to 800. Basically, that means that Lavi's a genius. Bagrut certificate = A certificate that says a student passed the matriculation exam for Israel. High scoring ones like what Lavi had are necessary to go into higher-leveled jobs.
  2. This is my very first real foray into ABDL/age regression (had another one, but it went nowhere). Like all of my stories, there are mature themes, and I will warn you when we get to them - even with the content warnings in the tags; I have not led readers astray or lied to them about trigger warnings, and I'm never going to start. About critique, feel absolutely free to tell me what I'm doing wrong; in fact, I encourage it with all my heart! I want to publish this under my pseudo penname in books for AR/AB stuff, and in order to publish without mistakes and errors, I absolutely need to know what I've done wrong. If you can't find anything wrong, then tell me what you liked, please! These things make me a better writer. I'm not soft when it comes to critique, and I'll always listen to it. If you're ready - and still with me - let the story begin: Chapter One: A Girls' Night Out on the Town. - Svetlana Volkova was going to meet her two friends, Tatiana Voronina and Galina Tigrova for a normal Sunday brunch, and she had the feeling it was going to be quite exciting - especially on the day before Halloween. The three women weren’t really anything special, not really. All three were twenty-five-year-old Pittsburgh natives (from Russian parents), athletic, excellent figures (each of them were D cups), and all three were top-notch daycare workers. They had known each other since they were young, since before they could remember. Each of them had mousy-brown hair that they dyed to look prettier, and each of them had piercing icy-blue eyes. Some had confused the three for triplets at first glance. It was fine by them; they were each very much close. Even when they had their fights, it was solved rather quickly and with no hard feelings. Svetlana walked down the sidewalk with a purpose as her Pittsburgh Penguins jersey, knee-length black skirt and purse fluttering in the gusty wind. She brushed her shoulder-length dyed-golden-brown hair away from her eyes as she neared the stop. Tatiana was the first to notice, as she waved and smoothed her Penguins jersey and golden skirt, her shoulder-blade-length dyed-auburn curls noticeable. She nudged Galina, who was busy twirling her navel-length, shockingly-dyed-royal-purple hair before she turned to see her friend and jumped to her feet out of shock (and yes, she too was wearing a Penguins jersey and a golden skirt). The women walked over, hugging each other with gleeful looks on their faces. “Well, you finally came here, Svetka,” Tatiana said with a smirk. “We were beginning to think you had gotten bored.” “Bored? Of you girls? Never!” Svetlana was beaming. “Girl, I can’t remember the last time we haven’t spoken!” Galina exclaimed. “We do this so much, they give us free food.” “And we wear it well,” Tatiana laughed, causing the other two to join in. Svetlana sat down with her two friends. “So, how are things with you?” she all but sang. “Good! Can’t wait for the Pens game; that new swanky bar has the perfect place to watch,” Tatiana said. “You feel like coming, Svetka?” “Of course, Tanya!” the woman said. “I’m surprised we’re going out barhopping, though; we don’t have a car…” “Oh, come on, Svetka,” Galina said. “It’ll be so much fun.” She paused. “The only problem is, we have to bring someone else who can drive us, since our car is in the shop, and the only person we know who’s interested is…” “Celine,” the three said simultaneously, as they all let out annoyed sighs. Celine Fuchs was their old housemate they hated, and the feeling was very much mutual. A nosy busybody three years younger than them, Celine made no secret about having a fiancé to go back home to (it wasn’t that they couldn’t get boyfriends if they wanted; they were just not interested in dates at the moment.), and she critiqued them on every little thing, every miniscule detail, despite the fact that she was a law clerk. It was hell to deal with her. “You going to call her, Svetka?” Tatiana asked. “It’s not like we have a choice,” Svetlana muttered. She opened her smartphone and called Celine’s number. One ring. Two rings. Three rings. “Hello, who is this?” Celine asked in an annoyed tone. “It’s Svetlana.” “Oh, hi, Svetlana. What do you want?” “Tatiana, Galina, and I were going to catch the Pens game tonight at the new bar. Was wondering if you’d come.” “Oh, that would be marvelous!” Celine’s voice entirely changed, sounding genuinely excited. “Well, I’ll have to get ready. You planning on parking? Bringing money for food? What time would be best to leave-” “Don’t worry, Celine, we’re all going in the same car,” Svetlana said calmly. “Might as well bring my car; it’s a new one.” “You sure?” “It’s got multiple seats.” “Okay, fine. We’ll take your car.” “Can I bring my fiancé?” “Sorry. Girls' night out.” “Oh, well, I’ll tell him to go to our house. Where do I pick you three up?” “Right at Market Square. You’ll know us.” “Of course. Have a wonderful day! Go Pens!” Svetlana sighed when Celine hung up on her. Her two friends looked at her. “Guess it’s a go. She’s picking us up in her car.” “Ugh, she always likes to brag,” Tatiana muttered. “Always. It’s a new car, new clothes, new boyfriend, what-fucking-ever, I don’t care.” “She’s so fucking insufferable,” Galina said with a sigh. “I guess riding in her car won’t be the worst thing, right?” “True. It’s only one time, then never again,” Tatiana agreed with much reluctance. “Let’s just go to Market Square and wait; the game starts at 5:00, and it’s already 2:00 PM.” “Agreed.” They finished paying for their brunch and included a generous tip before walking to Market Square (hey, they always could use exercise, even with the various male catcallers), getting there at around 3:00 PM. It was a short wait until a brand-new Honda Odyssey that all but blared that it was Celine’s car pulled up, the aforementioned driver waving at them. “Hellooo!” she called. “You ready!” “Yeah, we are,” Svetlana said. No shit we’re ready, you dumb bitch. We’ve been ready! The three women packed into the backseats, none of them wanting to sit in the front with their annoying old housemate. “Look, I get you don’t like me, but…I do appreciate you bringing me with you to the bar with you,” Celine said politely. Svetlana looked at her younger ex-housemate who had a genuine smile on her face. Celine certainly was fairly attractive, actually, scratch that, definitely attractive with a blonde pixie cut, inquisitive sea-green eyes, and a larger bust than even they had. Tatiana was the only one to break the silence. “Sure, I mean, might as well bring you along; we know how big a fan you are,” she said. “Still, it is appreciated. Still, expect this to be a one-time thing, though.” “The feeling’s quite mutual,” Svetlana said bluntly. If only she knew just how dead wrong her words were. - So, let me know if there's anything I can improve on, anything you liked or disliked, stuff like that~
  3. YAY! My very first story on this site! This story was made possible by an RP I've been having with my friend, IronTiger26. Enjoy! Special Delivery Chapter 1 Jason sighed contentedly as he entered his dorm room. Practice, while grueling as usual, was still something he found to be enjoyable. He had already stripped off his uniform and dressed in his street clothes, but that was just long enough to get back inside and shut the door. He was quick to rip off his shirt and jeans and just collapse onto his bed in his boxers. He let out a yawn as he looked out the window, seeing the full moon starting to rise in the evening sky. "Strange," he said to no one, "I didn't know that there was a full moon tonight." He let out another yawn and tiredly drifted off to sleep. As he fell asleep, a glowing golden portal opened A giant figure stepped through, gazing down at the sleeping football player. “Aww, you’re perfect, little one.” She whispered, gently picking him up. Jason started to stir, but then drifted into a deeper sleep. He mumbled something about his roommate. The giant smiled, before gently pulling off Jason’s boxers, and letting them fall to the ground, before going back through the portal with the naked collage boy. Jason dreamt of his body flowing like water, and feeling itchy, but still he did not stir. As he slept, far deeper than he had ever before, Jason's ears elongated and flowed to the top of his head. His body which was well and solidly built was becoming more delicate and feminine. He started losing inches, shrinking down from nearly seven feet to an even five. His face became distinctly less human, taking on a much more rabbit appearance, with his nose becoming a small pink button in the sea of light grey fur that started to coat his face. His body continued to become more and more feminine, until he was no longer a he at all. His body also started to become coated in the soft grey downy fur, with white creamy fur covering his belly, his throat, and chin. Then, out of nowhere, a small cottontail sprang forth just above his bottom, it too a creamy white. And finally, his eyes, while closed, became a beautiful bright amethyst. Through all of this, Jason remained asleep. The next morning, the sun rose into what appeared to be a nursery, the walls bright pink and a playpen was in the right corner, filled to the brim with plushes and dolls. On the opposite side lay a wardrobe and a changing table, a mirror next to it. Sunlight shined into the center of the room, waking up the sole occupant of the room, who lay in a pink crib, just big enough to hold them that was across from a giant door. Jason yawned and stretched, not taking any notice of the squishy bulk between his legs. Jason opened his eyes, and started to look around, thinking about heading down to get a coffee... and then let out an ear-splitting high-pitched shriek. Shortly after, Jason’s new ears picked up several heavy thuds outside, before the door swung open, revealing a giant tigress, dressed in a soft white blouse and jeans. “Are you okay, sweetie? Mommy heard you screaming!” She said as she entered, walking right up to the bars of the crib. Jason squeaked at the sight of the giant tigress, shrinking back against the bars of her crib. "Wh-what are you?!" The tigress crouched down a bit so her size didn’t scare Jason as much. “It’s okay, little one. My name is Helia.” "What ARE you?!" Jason looks around for an escape route, suddenly aware of his surroundings. "Is this a nursery?" “I’m a tigress, honey-bunny. And it’s not just any nursery.” She reaches in, and boops Jason’s nose. “It’s YOUR nursery, sweetie.” Jason recoils from the touch. "Why am I here? How did I get here?" “I brought you here last night. And I used a portal to bring you to your new home.” She said, matter-of-factly, as though it were the most normal thing in the world. "Wha... THIS CAN'T BE REAL! AND YOU CAN'T DO THAT! ...AND I'M NOT A BABY!" Jason cried out. She gives Jason a motherly smile. “Well of course I can, sweetie. After filling out all of the proper paperwork for the adoption, I then went and collected you.” "I SAID I'M NOT BABY!!!" Helia smiled, standing up and going over to the dresser, pulling out a mirror, before returning to the crib and pulling down one of the sides “If you aren’t a baby...” She held the mirror in front of Jason, revealing his new form to him. “...Then who’s this little cutie pie?” Jason froze as he looked at himself. He was wearing a pink footed sleeper, with a very obvious diaper bulge. He looked at the very clearly adult female bunny staring back at him. "B-but... I'm a human... and a man... and I'm... STILL an adult!" Only then did Jason fully register her newly feminine voice. Helia giggled, reaching over and petting Jason on her head, inbetween her ears “I’m sorry, sweetie. But I’m afraid you simply aren’t any of those things anymore.” "B-but, I've got boobs now! ... Why am I girl and a bunny now?" Still gently petting her, Helia said. “Well, I’m afraid humans simply don’t exist in this world, so by bringing you here, you turn into whatever your favorite animal is. I see you liked bunnies then, hmm?” "They are cute, yeah, but... STOP TOUCHING ME! And take me home right now!" Jason stomped his foot, pouting when he was trying to look serious and angry. Helia reluctantly stopped petting Jason, and looked her in the eye. “I’m sorry sweetie, but this is your new home. It's just not possible for you to go back. Don't worry though, you'll soon start having so much fun." "Y-you're a monster!" Jason said, his eyes tearing up. Helia gave a sympathetic look, before laying the mirror to the side, crouching down on her knees, and pulling the bunny in for a hug, her chin resting on the tigress’ shoulder. “There, there sweetheart. Let it out.” She said as she began to gently rub Jason’s back. Jason tried to thrash and escape. But she was far easily overpowered, and could do nothing more than sob into her shoulder. "Y-you ruined my life!" She hiccuped. Rubbing and patting the crying bunny’s back, whose ears have drooped down. Helia looked down at Jason. “I’m sorry, honey. But there’s nothing I can do. For humans coming into our world, it's a one-way trip only.” "Let me go! I'm not a baby! I'm still an adult!" Jason insisted. She gently pulls Jason away, gazing into the former football player's ready eyes. "Would you like some breakfast, sweetie?" "I just wanna leave!" “Honey, I already told you. There's no going back, it just isn't possible for you." "Then let me leave this house!" “Sorry, honey, but I can’t do that.” She presses against the bulge under the sleeper, making a squish that was audible to both of them. She looked the bunny in the eyes again and smiled. “Unless you want to waddle around in a wet diaper all day, would you like me to change you?” Jessica let out an adorable squeak. "Y-you musta drugged me!" Helia shook her head, and said. “I would never drug a baby, especially my own little girl." She emphasized this with another playful nose boop, which Jason frantically tried to bat away. "You're a baby now, honey-bunny, and babies need their diapies just for this reason." "NO! I REFUSE TO ACCEPT THIS!" Jason tries to thrash and kick. “Honey, calm down or you might-" All of a sudden, Jason feels a pressure in her stomach, that then quickly disappears. She shifts about, and feels her now full diaper. "N-no..." Jason says. “Oh honey...you made a mess, didn’t you...” Jason then immediately bursts into tears. Helia quickly stood up, attempting to soothe the bunny as she cried, rocking her back and forth as she held her in her arms. “Please calm down, sweetie. I’ll get you out of that nasty thing.” She said as she began to walk to the changing table. "I'm not a baby!" Jason cried, unaware of where she was being carried. Helia decided not to argue further on that matter. All off-world adopted babies are like this, it’s only a matter of time before she accepted it too. At least, that's what Helia told herself. She gently laid her baby bunny down. Jason tried to roll over and hop off the table, only to be caught by Helia, who rolled the bunny back in place, holding her down as she looked into her eyes again. “Sweetie, do you WANT to stay in your dirty diaper?” "I WANT to leave!" Helia sighed, unzipping the sleeper while Jason squirmed before she managed to pull it off. She continued to hold down Jason, and pulled a strap over the bunny's tummy, securing it with a buckle in the other side. Jason looked down in dismay at her small chest, and then at the very well used diaper with the pink trim. She tried unbuckling the strap, but her paw-hands couldn't work it, so she resorted to just kicking with her legs. Helia got to work, while the legs kicked uselessly at her. Untaping the diaper and removing it from Jason’s waist. Jason squealed a the cold wipes being used, and her nose started to tickle from the smell of the baby powder. She looked down in horror once, to confirm that she was indeed now a girl, just in time for the fresh diaper to be carefully taped on. Securing the new diaper on, this one pink like the walls of the nursery, Helia unstrapped the bunny, before picking her up and holding her under her arms in front of her. “That wasn’t so bad, was it Jessica?” "That was humiliating! I was just changed like a baby and... wait, what did you call me?" Helia smiled, looking the shocked, nearly naked bunny in the eyes. “Jessica. It’s your new name, honey.” "MY NAME IS JASON NOW LET ME DOWN AND LET ME OUT OF THIS CRAZY HOUSE!" “As adorable as it would be to see you run around in just a diaper, honey-bunny, I need to let you have at least one thing covering you besides that.” She carried the thrashing bunny over to the wardrobe, and “Jessica” froze at the sight of what was inside. "What's with all the pink girly dresses?" Jessica asked in a suddenly nervous voice. "I guess I may have gone a little bit overboard. We just got so excited when we learned we were going to be getting a little girl." "I don't care what I look like! I'm a guy! And I'm not wearing any damn girly clothes or any baby clothes!" Jessica said, crossing her arms. Helia sighed, before reaching in and pulling out a simple pink shirt, the words Mommy’s Little Princess across it. “I’m sorry, Jessie. But I’m afraid this is the only thing not as ‘girly’ as the others in your size.” Jessica growled. "Just give me that, some pants, and then I'm out of here." Helia froze. “...oh. That’s what I forgot to grab at the store...” "I am so done with this whole damn place!" Jessica said as she reached for the shirt. Helia simply held out the shirt, letting the bunny take it. Jessica struggled to get it on, while simultaneously trying to escape the tigress' grasp. Helia put Jessica on the floor, making sure to keep an eye on her. Jessica struggles some more, thanks to her ears, before finally popping her head through the hole. She frowned as the shirt stopped just short of the waistband of her diaper. She then started to march towards the nursery door. Helia walked ahead of Jessica, opening the door and walking out, leaving it open for the bunny to follow her. Jessica threw a frown the tigress' way, and looked around out in the hall. She spotted what looked like the front door, and continued walking towards it, amazed at how much bigger everything was. Helia noticed Jessica, and called out. “You can go exploring the backyard in a little while, honey-bunny. Let's see about getting some food into your tummy first." Jessica growled and stamped her foot, before turning around. Helia simply waited for the toddler-sized adult to catch up, and led her to the living room, which was also connected to the kitchen. Jessica started to walk past, heading for the door. Jessica got to the door, and found that the knob was out of her reach. So she jumped up to grab at it. Helia turned and saw her just as she grabbed it “Jessica? Are you trying to go outside?” "Uh, duh! I said I'm outta here! AND MY NAME'S JASON!" Jessica said, turning the knob. “Oh, no you’re not, young lady!” She started walking over, right as the door cracked open ever so slightly. Jessica hopped down and was about to bolt outside. Right as Jessica started to run, Helia managed to grab the back of her diaper, stopping the bunny right as she got outside, letting her at least see what lay beyond the front door. Jessica leaned forward as the back of her diaper was pulled on, holding her in place. Outside she could see many of these anthro giants, and most had children and babies with them. Many of the babies, upon closer inspection, looked like there were in the same boat as herself, with varying degrees of enthusiasm. With a tug, Jessica fell back into a strong pair of arms that scooped her up. Helia marched back inside, firmly shutting the door and applying the bolt lock, which if she was on the ground, was just out of Jessica’s reach. The tigress held the bunny up and looked her in the eyes. “I really don’t want to as it’s your first day here, but if you try to run away again, you’re getting a spanking, young lady.” "You can't do this to me!" “I’m sorry, but you're just too young to go running around outside unsupervised.” "I'M NOT A BABY! I'M IN COLLEGE!" Jessica tries to punch her, to no avail. Helia furrowed her brow, before putting the bunny in one hand, and giving Jessica a light spank, which giving her size still hurt a fair amount. Jessica yelped, and then looked up at the tigress in shock. “Do I need to give you more, or is that enough to get you to behave, Jessie?” Jessica whimpered, feeling completely powerless, and recoils a little before meekly nodding. Helia smiled, before putting the bunny into a cradling position, rocking her back and forth. “Mommy’s sorry if she hurt or scared you, Jessie. How about this, if you promise to behave, I’ll find you a playmate who was just like you once. Okay? That should go a long way to helping you to adjust.” "P-please, just let me go." Jessica whimpered. Helia gave the bunny a look, noticing her hand was slowly finding its way to her mouth “I’m sorry, honey-bunny, but the answer is no. Now please try to relax. I promise that we're going to make sure you have a wonderful and happy life here." Jessica's paw was in her mouth, and she started to chew on it, unaware of even doing so. "B-but, I'm nowt a baybee," she said around her paw. Helia continued to rock Jessica back and forth. Helia held the bunny closer, still rocking her back and forth “I know this is a shock to you, Jessie. But this has been done for years. There are a lot of other babies like you.” "I sayd Iwm nowt a baybee!" “And I said you’re not the only one here, Jessie. For a bunny, you’re not a very good listener, sweetie.” "Nethew awe yoo!" Helia rolled her eyes, shaking her head at the response. “Well, Jessie. You’re in diapers, you’re the size of a toddler, you needed a change earlier because you messed yourself, you’re being extremely fussy, and you’re sucking your thumb right now. Are you still sure you aren’t a baby? Because you’re a really good actor if you aren’t.” Jessica paused and looked down at her paw, pulling it out and blushing as she wiped it on her shirt. "I don't know what that was about, but there's lots of adults who are incontinent, that doesn't make them babies! And my size shouldn't matter either!" Helia sighed “Just because you’re an adult there, doesn’t mean your one over here, Jessie.” "That's insane!" Jessica argued, before her stomach let out a rumble. Helia smiled “You hungry, Jessie?” Clearly changing the subject. "N-no," Jessica lied, just before her stomach let out another growl. Helia laughed, before standing up. “Mama’s hungry too. Let’s get something to eat.” Jessica grumbles as she was carried, and then frowned when she saw the bright pink high chair with the word "Princess" blazoned on the back. "Please tell me I don't have to sit in that thing." "Well of course, honey-bunny. It'll keep you nice and safe." Jessica grumbled some more as she was set down into it and buckled in with the five point harness. Then the white tray was locked into place. Petting her again, Helia said “Normally, you’d need to eat baby food. But since this is your first day, I’ll let you choose what you get to eat. Cut up, of course. What do you want, sweetie?” Jessica made a gross face at the sound of babyfood, and then thought it over. She let out a sigh. "Can I have some pizza?" "Of course, my precious little princess." Helia said. Helia pulled out her phone and dialed up a local pizza restaurant and placed an order for a pepperoni and olive pizza. “While we wait, would you like to talk a bit, sweetie? Get to know each other?” "Fine, am I essentially your prisoner here for the rest of my life?" “Only until you’re a fully grown woman, honey. But you’re not a prisoner, you’re my adopted baby.” "So wait, being a short adult with boobs doesn't count?" “No, I’m afraid that’s just how your body looks when you come through. You're body went through a lot of changes, but it couldn't quite get all of them done at once. So while you changed gender and species, it's going to take a little bit for your body to catch up to your new age. Basically, you're going to be going through reverse puberty, Jessie.” "So I'm getting younger?!" Jessica said in disbelief. “That’s the simple way of saying it, yes.” "This is crazy!" “Around here, Jessie, it’s normal. Like I said, we have a lot of other babies around here like you.” "I don't care what you say, I'm not a baby!" Jessica's diaper crinkles as she adjusts herself in her high chair. “Do you really want to keep arguing, or would you like to know about the others, honey?” "... Fine... we can have an adult to adult conversation," Jessica said, her stomach growling once more, just before she found a pink bib with a yellow duckie on it gently tied around her neck. “You might have seen some of them earlier, in fact. Did you see a little red panda girl out there?” "Uh... I think so, and I don't need a bib!" “It’s just for if you do, sweetie. And her name is Betty, if you were wondering. I could introduce the two of you sometime.” "I don't know why, but alright I guess. And just for if I do what?" “Oh, you two will get along great! And it's just in case. Well, and because your new daddy picked them out himself, and hes going to be so excited to see you wearing them.” Helia said, taking a quick picture of Jessica in her high chair. "Oh crap, there's another crazy giant in this house?" “He’s not crazy. And yes, he's your new daddy, sweetie. He helped me decorate your nursery.” "So yeah, another crazy giant wanting to treat me like a baby," Jessica winced some more from her apparent hunger pangs. The pizza arrived shortly afterwards, and all too soon, Jessica was staring at a pizza larger than any she had ever seen before. A few moments later, Helia laid out giant slices of pizza, setting it in the center of the table. “Would you like me to cut it up some, sweetie?” "Each slice is as big as my head... so fine I guess...." Helia hummed to herself as she cut it up, eventually cutting two of the slices into plenty of tiny pieces, before putting them on a plate and putting it on the white tray. “It’s hot, Jessie. Would you like some milk with it?” "I'm not a baby! I don't need milk!" Jessica firmly said, crossing her arms. "I'll take a soda, thank you very much!" She then picked up one of the slices with her new hand-paw and blew on it, before trying to eat it. Since she was working with an unfamiliar hand-paw, and since her mouth was shaped differently, she got quite a bit of sauce on her lips and chin. Helia smiled, watching Jessie prove she did, in fact, need a bib. “Again, as this is your first day, it’s your choice. What’s your favorite?” "Got any cream soda?" Jessica said, taking another piece and smearing some more sauce on her cheeks and chin, some dribbling down onto her bib, unbeknownst to her. Helia went over to the fridge and opened it, looking inside. “Let’s see...is this it?” She pulled out a can that looked like one from back home, the design very familiar to the former human. "Uh... y-yeah... that's huge!" Helia placed the can on the table next to the high chair, Jessie continuing to marvel at its size. She went over to the cupboard and opened it, looking around inside. “...Oh, dear.” "What?" Jessica said around her most recent bite, dribbling some more sauce down her chin onto her bib. Helia pulled out a small glass cup, which was still gigantic compared to the bunny. “This is the smallest cup we have, Jessie.” "Ah geeze, that's huge!" Helia put it back, continuing to look, before she glanced at Jessie. “...I did find one just your size, but I don’t think you’re going to like it, sweetie.” She said, before she pulled out a baby bottle. "You're right, I don't!" Jessica said, crossing her arms and frowning, making an adorable pouty face, especially considering how messy said face is. Helia couldn't help but snap another quick picture, which just made Jessica pout even more. “I’m sorry, honey. But this is all we have. I can leave the rubber nipple off if you want, but you might spill it.” "Whatever, just so long as it's not a baba.... BOTTLE!" Jessica said, clapping a paw over her mouth. Helia caught that, and simply smiled. “How about this, sweetie. I’ll have you drink out of your baba this one time, and if you don’t like it, I’ll buy a few plastic cups for your size, okay?" "... Fine... but don't expect me to enjoy drinking from my baba-- BOTTLE! From a bottle, I meant to say!" Jessica corrected herself, wondering what was wrong with her. Helia smiled, before taking off the tray and unbuckling the bunny, before lifting Jessie up and cradling her once more. "Wait, what're you doing?" She poured the soda into the bottle, filling it up, before putting the rubber nipple on it, then holding it in front of the bunny’s mouth, which was covered in pizza sauce. “Drink up, sweetie pie.” Jessica opened her mouth to object. Helia smiled, and pushed the nipple into her mouth, which caused Jessie to suckle a bit on accident, making Jessica want to struggle, but a suckle reflex kicked in, and she was unable to. She kept suckling it, growing more and more relaxed, until she entered a trance-like state, curling up, letting her head rest on Helia's chest, the sound of her heartbeat further soothing her. Helia smiled, cooing at the adorable sight of her baby suckling away on her bottle, looking as innocent as an actual infant as she was rocked in her mommy’s arms. Eventually the bottle ran dry, and she kept on suckling the now empty bottle. Helia wanted to let the bunny keep sucking on her bottle, but she knew it had to end. She reluctantly pulled the bottle out of Jessica’s mouth, smiling at seeing that she continued to make a suckling motion even with it gone. Jessica's thumb replaced the bottle, before she started to whine and clutch her tummy. Helia cooed at her, before putting the bunny over her shoulder, and gently patted her back. Jessica started to come out of the trance, still whining about the stomach ache. "I'm not a baby, I don't need to be bur--BEEEEEEEEEELCH" it was a very loud burp, that included a small bit of spit-up, that Jessica took no notice of at all. Helia smiled, before returning the bunny to her previous position. “There you go, Jessie. Does that feel better?” "...Yes" Jessica said, reluctantly, unable to meet Helia's eyes. Jessica blushed as she was held, and cuddled, completely oblivious to her diaper growing warmer as she wet herself. Helia smiled, feeling the diaper getting warm. “Would you like to take a warm bath, honey?” "I can wash myself." “Okay, but just in case.” She went over to the sink, putting a plug in it before turning the water on, making sure it was warm while it went down the second drain. "Oh come on!" Jessica whined, realizing that she was going to be washed in the sink like a baby. "I'm not a baby!" Helia just smiled and hummed as she let the warm water start to fill up the sink, already a bottle of baby shampoo nearby.
  4. Preface: In 2013 I made a choice. I was at the lowest point of my life. Everything was falling down around me. My job disappeared, my friends were all connected with the job and they soon disappeared, and worst off we had a failed pregnancy and couldn't deal with it. I was numb to all of it, I was disassociating more than I ever had in my life. It was like I was watching a TV show about a loser. Around this time Sarah took shape in my mind and I began expressing my kink and my gender confusion in ways I'd never had before. Before long I wanted to be Sarah more than I wanted to be me and my wife wanted neither of us. The fork in the road lay before me, runaway or stay. I didn't run and I tried really hard to make things better, and things did get better. Like most stories I write it starts with some reality and goes elsewhere. I recently had a dream exactly like the one described where Dakota is caught. I realized as I was writing this that I was channeling back to that time in my life where I had that choice, but this time the choice was made for me, or in this story, Dakota. I hope you enjoy. Page 1 Those awake and with very sharp eyes at 3:31AM of May 6th 2013 would have noticed a particularly bright shooting star. Those with sensitivity to the folding of the space time continuum would have noticed that a tiny quantity of space located 2.7 million light years had been coaxed into being present at two locations for the same infinitesimally small amount of time and that a measurable amount of matter and energy had been left behind. Dakota Taylor did not notice this. Dakota was asleep. The shooting star didn’t have a name, or at least a name that the human mind could comprehend so for the purposes of this story we will call it The Tourist. The Tourist zipped across the surface of the planet quickly soaking up as much information as they could. They found very little that interested them. The biped creatures were in a predictable cycle of rampant technology and well on their way to extinction. In their travels they had seen countless examples of this pattern. As the tourist glided over the countryside and towns they realize that the semi-intelligent bipeds here entered a state of rest and lowered consciousness at night. He examined the information on the many radio signals in the area and quickly translated the dominant local language. This was not all together interesting but something that piqued his curiosity was that some of the life forms here seemed to be at a heightened level of consciousness while laying dormant. The tourist recognized dreams but some were rather potent. The tourist was able to tune his senses to the phenomenon and one particularly loud consciousness drew his attention. He changed direction and in less than a second passed into this human’s room. If Dakota was awake he would have seen a small ball of dim light pass through the glass of his window and hover a few feet from his bed. The tourist focused his senses and projected his own consciousness into this being’s consciousness and began to observe his dream. Dakota was in his parent's home in the dining room, he was curled up in the fetal position against the wall his face in his hands and sobbing. He was in a little girl's satin party dress adorned with ribbons and bows. The dress wasn’t long enough to cover his bottom which was poofy and adorned with lacey rhumba panties. The tourist had only been to this world for a few minutes by this point and had no real frame of reference for the clothing, but found the style to be marvelous and quite comparable to the Ulasians he had visited some time ago. “You weren’t supposed to come home, you weren’t supposed to see,” Dakota mumbled between sobs. The Tourist was curious and gently reached into Dakotas memory to watch the dream from the beginning. The dream started about 20 minutes ago, Dakota entered the house and immediately went to his room where he changed out of mundane clothes and began to dress in his current outfit. The Tourist had visited thousands of worlds and was familiar enough with biology to know that the poofy plastic garment under the dress was designed to collect and contain his biological waste.
  5. Hi! My name's Lucy, and I thought I'd share one of my stories I've read a lot of stories here and really enjoyed them, so I hope people enjoy mine as well ^.^ This is a story I've been working on for a little while, and thought I'd share it. This is the first two chapters, there's more but I don't want to make this too long. There's probably a few spelling and grammar errors sorry, I've edited these chapters a few times but something always slips through x.x Also I'm not sure if I formatted it correctly so apologies for anything odd showing up. There's no sexual content in this story. Possibly some light swearing though. Synopsis: Derek is helping his boss set up her nursery in anticipation of her new baby girl, but what he doesn't realize is that her new baby girl...is going to be him! And that maybe, just maybe, the life of an infant girl isn't as terrible as it first seems. Chapter One: Shrinking I finished setting up the crib and looked around the living room for Julia, wanting to show off my hard work. She was my boss and was adopting a baby next week, so another co-worker and I were helping her set up a nursery. I’d spent most of my time putting the damn crib together as it’d been surprisingly complicated. Despite working at a tech company, I was only a receptionist so struggled with making anything more complicated than a Lego set. The finished crib was very cute though, pink with white bars, and had pretty cartoon princesses decorating the front and back. I felt stupidly proud of myself for having completed it. Just as I was about to leave to look for her, Julia entered the living room. She was a slender, pretty woman in her mid-thirties and of Italian descent, with long blonde hair and a neat fringe. Her curvy figure looked great in a strappy black sundress that ended at her knees, and gold bracelets adorned her hands. ‘Ah! You’re finished,’ she looked over the crib, her slender fingers dancing over its side, ‘it looks wonderful. The baby’s going to love it.’ ‘I hope so,’ I said and easily returned her smile. Julia was a great boss, easygoing and generous, so I was more than happy to help her. ‘Thankyou for helping, Derek,’ she put a hand on my arm and squeezed softly, ‘It’d have taken me days to set this up. I’m hopeless when it comes to building things.’ ‘No problem. It was more fun than answering calls in the office all day,’ I said with a shrug and she laughed. ‘I can imagine. We’ve been so busy lately, haven’t we? I almost feel bad for taking so much time off.’ Before I could reply, Ellie came into the room with. She was my co-worker and my heart skipped a beat as she smiled at me. I’d had a crush on her ever since I’d started working, as we were both twenty-six and shared the same geeky interest. She was of average height, had long black hair and a round, pretty face with large green eyes. She always dressed elegantly, neat pencil skirts and white blouses, which suited her skinny form well. ‘I finished setting up the changing table,’ she said with a grin, ‘now all we need is the crib and the nursery’s finished! Your new baby girl’s going to be so happy, Julia.’ ‘Oh, I know she will,’ Julia returned her grin and brushed her hair behind her ears, ‘this has gone so much faster than I thought. I can’t thank you two enough.’ ‘Don’t mention it. I love babies,’ Ellie giggled, ‘you’d better let me help care for her. What day were you getting her again? Friday?’ For some reason Julia’s eyes flickered to me before she answered. ‘That’s the plan, and then we’ll have a baby shower on the Monday. I don’t think I’ll drop by work for a while, but I’ll send out invitations by email.’ ‘I can’t wait. There’s so many things I want to buy her,’ Ellie clapped her hands together, excited, ‘can I babysit sometime? I used to babysit all the time in high-school and I loved it.’ ‘I will most definitely take you up on that offer,’ Julia laughed. ‘Have you come up with a name for her yet?’ I asked and she turned to me, her eyes sparkling. ‘I have,’ a warm smile lit up her face, ‘her name is Bonnie. My precious little baby Bonnie.’ ————————————————————————————————————————————————- Julia and I carried the crib upstairs to the nursery, and stepping into it was almost like entering another world. The walls were pastel-pink and decorated with cute drawings of animals, cartoon princesses, ribbons and bows, while the hardwood floor was almost completely covered in a fluffy pink rug. Pink was the dominant theme here, with almost everything being some shade or another of it. A well-stocked changing table sat next to a cupboard full of diapers, baby powder and anything else a newborn baby would need. Shelves lined the walls and held cute things like stuffed toys, a ballerina music box, Disney princes figurines and dolls. There were bookcases full of baby books, a chest of drawers that I imagined was full of colorful baby clothes, and two sat in the corner brimming with that I imagined were quite enticing toys to a baby. Colorful rattles, pretty dolls, a large home for the doll, crayons, tiny instruments and the like. It was warmer in here than the rest of the house and smelt pleasantly of strawberries, making the room quite comfortable to be in. I actually felt a little awkward in here, as if my manhood was somehow being sapped away. It was a stupid feeling but I wasn’t all that comfortable with babies and girly things. I was a tall man, almost six foot, and quite burly with a mustache and messy black hair. You’d expect to see me at a football game or tech event, not in a girls nursery. ‘There we go,’ Julia sighed as we sent the crib alongside the back wall. ‘What do you think? It’s a pretty nice nursery, right?’ ‘It’s adorable!’ Ellie squealed as she stared at the multitude of stuffed toys on the shelves. ‘Everything’s so cute and pretty and pink! Oh my god. Any baby girl would be so happy here.’ ‘Yeah. Your baby’s going to love it,’ I said and Julia grinned. ‘Oh, I know she will,’ she said and her eyes lingered on me for a while, before she turned to Ellie, ‘you said you babysat a lot in high-school? What was that like?’ I stood awkwardly near the entrance of the room while the two women talked about babysitting and how adorable children were. I had nothing to add to a conversation like that so waited for a lull so I could make plans to go home. It was almost six-thirty in the afternoon and I was starting to get hungry, plus putting that crib together had tired me out more than I’d care to admit. I’d gotten a taxi here as Julia lived in a fancy gated community so there was no pubic transport here, and I didn’t have a car. The women’s conversation went on for quite a while, but ended when Julia professed to feeling light-headed and was planning on having an early night. Ellie had to pick up her little sister from a friends place so needed to leave as well. ‘Take care of yourself, Julia,’ Ellie said and hugged our boss, ‘you’re going to be a mummy soon, you need to be in your best shape. If you need anything else don’t hesitate to ask.’ ‘I won’t. Thankyou,’ Julia held her hands for a moment and then let go. ‘And I’ll see you at work tomorrow, Derek,’ Ellie said and gave me a tight hug, causing my heart skip a beat. She was so small and slender compared to me, and her perfume was soft and peachy. I returned the hug as gently as I could and wished, for perhaps the thousands time, that I wasn’t such a coward. I wanted to ask her out so badly, but the thought of doing so terrified me. ‘Don’t be late, okay? We’re going to be meeting or replacement boss tomorrow and first impressions are important.’ ‘Y-yeah, they are,’ I blushed, ‘I’ll make sure to come in early.’ She nodded, said her goodbyes and then left. I smiled at Julia ‘I should get out of your hair too’ I said, ‘I’ll call a taxi-’ ‘Actually, could you help me with one more thing?’ She went to the door. ‘It won’t take long. Just stay there and I’ll be right back.’ ‘Ah, sure,’ I said as I took out my phone, ‘did you forget something for the nursery?’ ‘Something like that,’ she said with a small laugh and hurried out the room, seemingly excited. I frowned after her before looking at my phone and felt a familiar pang of sadness. No new texts, no missed calls and no messages on social media. I didn’t have any real friends outside of work and my family didn’t keep in contact, even though I’d been trying to get closer to them. I’d been active on social media in the hopes of making new friends but hadn’t had any luck. Every time I opened my phone I hoped to find new notifications but it never happened. I’d been lonely most of my life, but as I grew older it was starting to get worse. I didn’t know what to do about it… I looked up as Julia returned, holding something odd in her hands. It looked like a pink toy gun with a metal circle at the front set into a curved black disc. I frowned as she closed the door and pointed the gun at me with an excited smile. ‘I’ve been waiting over a year for this moment,’ she said, her words practically trembling with anticipation ‘I can’t believe that it’s finally here. This is going to be amazing! Stand still please, I don’t want to miss.’ ‘Uhm. What?’ I tilted my head to the side and laughed. ‘Is that a toy for the baby?’ ‘No, it’s a specialized shrink ray,’ she said, her eyes shining, ‘it’s a prototype and the only one ever made. It was deemed a failure because it only worked on humans, couldn’t be reversed and costs insane amounts of money to shrink even just one person. The company is still working on making a better one, but my friend managed to save this before it was destroyed, and I bought it off them.’ I just stared at her in confusion and wondered if she was joking. Shrink rays didn’t exist. Was this some kind of game? ‘I had some alterations made to the shrinking process,’ she continued with wide eyes, ‘it took a long time but in addition to it shrinking someone, it’ll also alter their DNA and turn them into a girl. Provided you use it on a man, of course. I don’t know what it’d do to a woman and I don’t really care to find out.’ ‘I’m…confused,’ I admitted with a nervous laugh and put my phone away, ‘why are you telling me this?’ ‘Because I’m going to use it on you,’ she beamed and held the shrink ray up, ‘are you ready to become my new baby girl?’ I just frowned at her. ‘This isn’t funny, Julia. I don’t-agh!’ I yelped as the end of the gun glowed and a warm tightness covered my body. It began to press against me and I felt odd, as if my skin were too small. My stomach lurched at the sensation of missing a step and dizziness consumed me. I cried out, my voice high-pitched, as my clothes grew larger around me. The warm tightness increased to an almost painful level and I stared at Julia in horror as I realized she was growing bigger. I’d been the same height as her before, but now I only reached her chest. And then just below her chest, then her waist and… Holy crap…I was actually shrinking. What the hell? ‘Help!’ I squeaked as I continued to shrink, the tightness pushing me down as butterflies thundered in my stomach. Julia watched me in wide-eyed fascination, and crouched down as I continued to shrink. ‘Julia! Stop it! Please!’ I collapsed to my knees and closed my eyes as the tightness increased, and a tingling feeling washed over my body. The pressure grew worse before stopping for a few seconds, and I felt parts of my body changing somehow, shifting inside me. The warmth became burning as the tightness returned, and I felt myself shrink more and more. Everything was so tight and hot… And then it just stopped. The tightness vanished and my body began to cool off, causing me to sweat slightly. I took a few deep breaths and opened my eyes to see my clothing surrounding me like a mound, and above them was the huge, smiling face of Julia. A choked groan escaped me as I stared at her, realizing just how small I was. I had to be no bigger than forty centimeters, maybe even a little smaller. I stared at her in horror and then looked down at myself, shaking. My body had changed into a girls. I was flat-chested, hairless and had…well, female genitalia. I touched my face and found it softer than before, slightly squishier, and my hair now reached down to my shoulders and was a light blonde. I moaned and covered my crotch, my cheeks burning with shame. I’d never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, before. What was going on? This…this had to be a dream, it couldn’t be real. ‘Hello my pretty little baby,’ Julia breathed as she stared at me, utterly delighted, ‘welcome to your new life!’ Chapter Two: Diapered ‘What…what…’ I gasped up at Julia, my voice small and soft, ‘what did you do to me?’ ‘I told you. I shrunk you and turned you into a girl,’ she tapped her lip for a moment as her eyes ran over me, ‘a young girl too, by the looks of it. Maybe six? You’re small enough to be a newborn baby though, don’t worry.’ I shivered and tried to hide my body with a piece of my now-giant shirt sleeve. ‘Why did you do this to me?’ ‘Because I thought you’d make a great baby girl, and I was right,’ she sighed, her eyes distant, ‘I was always going to shrink someone and make them my baby. I’ve wanted a baby but I can’t give birth and, honestly, I don’t really want an adult child. I want a baby, forever. A gorgeous little bundle of love that never grows up, never hurts me, never leaves me. Who can’t do anything without my help, who relies on my love and support to survive.’ ‘That’s…weird,’ I said after digesting that for a moment, ‘why did you do pick me for this?’ ‘Because I know you had a difficult childhood, being orphaned as a baby with no parents to love and care for you’ she said, her voice gentle and sympathetic, ‘I’m going to give you the love and support you always wanted growing up, baby. I promise.’ I stared at her with wide eyes and to my shame, her words resonated slightly with me. My childhood had been terrible and I’d grown up desperately wishing I’d had parents, a mother to love and care for me. But what the hell! That didn’t mean I wanted to be a baby! ‘I don’t want your love and support,’ I snapped, ‘and I don’t understand why you turned me into a girl.’ ‘Because whoever I shrunk would be missing, and I don’t want to take even the smallest chance of being caught. The possibility that someone would think a missing woman is my newborn baby girl would be minuscule, but still possible. So I figured, why not find a way to turn a man into a girl and shrink them? I doubt anyone would suspect that a missing man is a baby girl.’ ‘You’re insane,’ I muttered. ‘Aww, sweetie. Don’t be like that. This is a second chance to get all love and care you always wanted! Although, its a second chance that’ll last the rest of your life, but that’s fine. Being a baby is going to be wonderful! You’ll see.’ She and reached out to grab me and I jerked away, but stumbled backwards and fell on my clothes, allowing her to easily grab me. She put her hands under my armpits and lifted me into the air as if I weighed nothing. ‘This can’t be real,’ I whimpered as she lifted me to her face so she could inspect me. Shame burned through me at being naked with this body in front of Julia, who was no a giantess to me. My bladder throbbed slightly and I realized I needed to pee, a prospect that terrified me. ‘This is real, sweetie,’ Julia breathed and let out a delighted laugh, ‘oh god, you’re perfect! I’m so relieved. I thought it might not work properly, or at all, but wow. You look just like a tiny little girl.’ I swallowed and tried to glare at her, but I was trembling too much to make anything other than a scared face. ‘Turn me back!’ ‘Sorry baby, but that’s not possible,’ she held me up higher so she could inspect my lower half, ‘the shrinking process is irreversible. You’ll be stuck like this for the rest of your life.’ I shook my head, feeling as if I were in a dream. This couldn’t be happening. ‘That’s not true. You have to be able to turn me back.’ ‘I’m afraid I can’t, so you’re going to have to get used to this,’ she said and, to my shock, kissed me on the top of the head. Her soft, flower-scented perfume washed over me and the feel of her large lips on the top of my tiny head was soft and…surreal. I almost giggled. ‘You’re crazy,’ I flailed about but it was impossible to get out of her grip, ‘you can’t keep me like this. You have to turn me back. People will figure out what you’ve done.’ ‘No they won’t. Why do you even want to be turned back?’ She sounded genuinely curious. ‘Your life is going to be so much better this way. You have no responsibilities, no stress, nothing. You get to sleep and play all day, and have a mummy that loves you very much.’ ‘I don’t want that!’ I kicked my legs in frustration. ‘What about my family and friends? My life!’ ‘Don’t worry about that. It’s all over now. Look!’ She hugged me to her shoulder and I reflectively clutched at her, terrified at how easily she could move me. Her warm hands were huge against me, holding me firmly against her so that there was no chance of me falling. She got up, walked to the changing table and then held me up. There was a mirror above the table and I couldn’t believe what I saw. I looked adorable, like a miniature five year old. Large blue eyes in a round face with pouty lips, chubby cheeks and silky blonde hair. Not even close to how I used to look. There wasn’t a shred of the adult man I used to be left… And god, the size difference between Julia and I was terrifying. Seeing her behind me, holding me up to the mirror, was surreal. I was like a doll…no, a…a baby… ‘See? You’re a precious little baby girl now. My precious little baby girl,’ she kissed the side of my face, ‘you don’t have to worry about anything anymore. Just relax and let mummy talk care of everything.’ ‘I’m not a baby girl. I’m a man!’ I sniffed, the shock of what I was seeing making me tear up. I snapped my eyes shut as the pressure on my bladder increased. ‘This is…this can’t be real. I’m dreaming. You drugged me somehow…I’m hallucinating…’ Julia sighed but didn’t say anything, just carefully put me onto the changing table. I opened my eyes and took a few steps, finding it hard to walk on the soft pink mattress covering it. I looked around at the shelves above me, filled with baby supplies now just as large as I was, and my head spun. I dropped onto my hands and swallowed, still struggling to believe this was all real. I was so small! I was less than half the size of the changing table, and the pink bedroom seemed as large as a football field. I couldn’t escape from here like this, couldn’t even get off the changing table because of how small I was. I was locked in my own tiny world, a warm, pink one for little baby girls. Julia rubbed my head for a moment and I trembled. I stared up at her as she smiled fondly down at me, seeming for all the world like a happy mother smiling at her newborn baby. ‘Please, Julia…’ I said, getting to my feet, ‘this is crazy. You can’t do this. Turn me back.’ ‘I wouldn’t even if I could,’ she said as she reached under the table, ‘this is a blessing, baby. You’ll thank me one day. And you’re to call me “mummy” from now on, not Julia.’ She took out a fresh pink diaper with a cartoon princess out from the changing table, and it crinkled as she placed it next to me. As she grabbed a bottle of baby power the realization of what was about to happen hit me like a truck and I whimpered. ‘You’re going to…to put me in a diaper?’ ‘Of course, baby,’ she giggled as she opened the diaper. Its crinkling sent shivers down my spine. ‘Y-you can’t be serious. I’m not wearing a diaper!’ I backed away from her, from the awful fluffy pink crinkling thing in her hands, but she held me still with her free hand. ‘You’re going to be in diapers for the rest of your life, so it’s best you start accepting that now,’ she said gently, ‘I know this is difficult, but you’ll get used to it. Soon you won’t be able to remember what it was like not to be in diapers.’ She pushed me onto my back and held me there. I struggled against her hand but it was impossible to free myself. She was too strong and I was too small, too weak. Like a…like a real baby… ‘Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way,’ she said once I stopped struggling ‘you can be a good little baby and let me diaper you without a fuss, or you can struggle and fight. That won’t go well for you, and in the end you’ll still end up in this diaper. I’d suggest doing things the easy way.’ She released her hand and I lay on my back staring up at her, feeling even more vulnerable than before. I tried to think of what to do but was frozen in panic. I didn’t want to wear a diaper but couldn’t see how I was going to get out of this. She was too strong to resist, and even if she wasn’t, where was I going to go? I couldn’t get off this changing table, or dodge her hands forever. I couldn’t get out of this. ‘Please don’t do this,’ I said, my voice wavering, ‘I’m not a baby. This is crazy. You-’ ‘Shh. It’s okay baby,’ she said, seeming not listen to me, and laid the diaper flat at my feet. She then grabbed a bottle of talcum powder and tapped it into her palm, filling the air with its gentle scent, and reached for me. ‘I’m just going to put this on so you don’t get a diaper rash. Stay still.’ ‘Don’t put that on me!’ I kicked at her hand and her eyes narrowed. ‘No!’ She shouted and I whimpered, her voice loud as thunder. ‘Don’t kick at me! Bad baby! Bad!’ Panic tore through me and I dropped my legs, trembling. It hit me then just how completely at Julia’s mercy I was, how easily she could hurt me if she wanted. The pressure on my bladder increased with my fear but I just barely managed to hold it in. ‘Good girl,’ Julia said in a softer tone and her bright smile returned, ‘it’s silly to resist. Now put your hands above your head, there we go.’ I shuddered as she gently patted my tummy, thighs and, after lifting up my legs, butt. My cheeks burned at the humiliation of being treated like a baby but there was nothing I could do besides just watch this giant of a woman from on my back. ‘There we go, all done,’ Julia cooed and patted her hands together, ‘now lets get you into your new diaper!’ She grabbed my legs by the ankles with one hand and leaned over me, her long hair falling onto either side of me. I gasped as she lifted my lower body up by the ankles and slipped the diaper under me, then gently laid me onto it. It was soft and fluffy against my naked butt and crinkled as my weight settled onto it. I stared wide-eyed up at her as she smiled down at me, her face as large as the sun. Humiliated at what was about to happen, I tried to roll off the diaper but she placed a firm hand against my chest. The scent of the fresh diaper filled the air. With her other hand she lifted the front of the diaper and gently pulled it up and across my stomach. I gasped again as the soft fluffiness hugged my lower body in a snug embrace and looked down at myself, scarcely believing I was being diapered. The bright pink was a stark contrast to my pale skin and it was so thick, so undeniably infantile, that I couldn’t imagine anyone but a baby girl wearing it. Julia pulled the diaper tighter against me and then let go of my feet. The thickness of the padding between my legs made them fall to their sides in a horribly babyish pose, but when I tried to push them together I found I couldn’t. I was too weak, the diaper too thick. Julia smiled at my attempts and then carefully taped the diaper up, sealing my fate. She kissed my stomach and brushed my hair from my eyes, smiling fondly down at me. I blinked away tears as the reality of what had just happened set in. I’d just been powered and diapered like a helpless baby girl, and there was nothing I could do about it. The diaper was soft and snug against my lower body, impossible to ignore, and Julia loomed over me like a goddess. I felt tiny and pathetic, so much so that I just lay there and prayed this was just a nightmare I’d wake up from soon. This was so demeaning… ‘There we go,’ Julia said in a soothing tone and beamed down at me, ‘don’t cry, baby. Doesn’t it feel nice and secure?’ ‘It f-feels awful!’ I sniffed and wiped my eyes, not wanting to cry. ‘I hate this!’ ‘You’ll grow to love it,’ she reached under the changing table and came back up with a frilly pink dress, ‘now let’s make you adorable!’ I stared at the dress and had to fight off more tears. It was sickeningly feminine, with “Mummy’s princess” on the front in gold lettering and pink bows on the shoulders and sides. I knew it would be pointless to protest against wearing it so let Julia push me upright and slide it over my head, then guide my tiny arms through the small sleeves. It fell down to my hips and puffed up around the diaper, while fitting perfectly around my chest. I was soft and cottony inside, but smooth and silky on the outside. I ran my hands down it with a shudder, having never in my life worn something so girly before. ‘Oh my,’ Julia breathed and ran her hands down my sides, ‘you are so pretty, little one. I need to get a picture of this.’ ‘What?’ I flinched as she pulled her phone out of her dress and held it to me. ‘You can’t take photos!’ ‘Of course I can,’ she laughed as the phone clicked a few times, ‘you’re my baby, and I want to save these precious moments forever. I’m going to fill so many albums with pictures of you, and the house too.’ I tried to cover my face but she pushed my hands away with a frown, telling me that babies didn’t get embarrassed or ashamed. It was all I could do not to burst into tears as the giant woman took photos and called me every cute name under the sun. The diaper crinkled under me every time I shifted my weight and I felt so awkward sitting there with it. My legs were spread out in front of me and my hands rested on the front of the diaper, like a real baby. This really was a nightmare… How was I going to get out of this? Nobody would notice me missing until tomorrow, and Julia was right, nobody would think her new baby would be me. She was the last person to have seen me, but she could easily lie about that. There was no doubt in my mind that she’d planned all of this out to make sure that nobody would suspect her in my disappearance. She was a smart woman, the CEO of her own tech company, and had apparently been planning this for over a year. Nobody would save me unless I did something, found a way out. There was no way in hell I was going to let this be my new reality! ‘That should be enough for now,’ Julia finally said and put away her phone, ‘let’s go on a little trip, shall we? It’s time to cut your hair.’ She slipped her hand under my butt and held me against her stomach, while her other hand pressed me firm against her. The pressure of her hand under me made the diaper push harder against my groin and I let out a breath. Despite how strange the diaper felt on me, how ashamed I was to be wearing it, it was actually quite comfortable. Warm, fluffy and snug. I utterly despised it and was going to take it off the moment Julia left me alone, but still. At least it wasn’t painful. Her body was warm against me and my head squashed gently against her large boobs, which were each larger than my head. A horrible thought occurred to me as I looked at them. What was she going to feed me? Adult food, baby food or…milk? And if milk, was it going to be formula or…or would she actually breast-feed me? Could she breast-feed me? Oh god…please, don’t make her breast-feed me. I don’t think I could stand the humiliation of that happen. I wouldn’t let it happen! No way! To be continued! If people want it to be Let me know if you do! The first 6 chapters are done, but I need to go over and edit the 3rd ones onward a fair amount. Either way, thankyou so much for reading! Any feedback is much appreciated!
  6. First story I’ve ever written here are the first 3 chapters of The Chart. This is completely fiction. The Smith household was busy on this cold Monday morning. Wendy was getting ready to go to work while her husband Mike was getting there son ready for the new nanny to come watch Mason while Mike worked from home. The doorbell rang and Mike opened the door and felt a chill down his back as the new nanny, Madison was standing outside the door. Mike said hello and Madison smirked knowing full well her mission here. She was hired by Wendy not only to help potty train Mason but also help him gain a friend or sibling in Mike. Wendy greeted Madison and smiled thinking of her first meeting with Madison a few weeks earlier at a coffee shop. A few weeks earlier….. Wendy walked into the coffee shop and saw the young women sitting in the booth waiting for someone. She knew she had to be discreet to make sure no one heard the conversation she was about to have. She smiled and walked over to the women and said, “Hello, I’m Wendy. You have come highly recommended for what I am needing help with.” Madison smiled introduced herself and said although her practices may seem extreme they are very effective. Wendy sat in the booth and began to explain that it was time to start potty training Mason, however as much as she loved her husband, she had always wanted another child. Mike couldn’t do that though. They struggled after Mason was born only to find out Mike could not produce any more children. This broke Wendy’s heart, and that is when she was recommended Madison’s services. Madison got excited and began to explain what would happen. Madison stated, “No worries, Wendy. Mason will be potty trained in no time but he will soon have the sibling you are wishing for to give him. My process is simple both will have a chart while Mason’s will be introduced first he will fly through his potty training but as Mason will find success, Mike will soon begin to have failure.” Wendy’s eyes lit up as she heard that she would soon have another child and sibling for Mason that she was yearning for. “By failure do you mean potty issues?” asked Wendy. “Yes, very much so and so much more Mike will begin to regress as well. Have you decided on what gender you want Mike to be before we start?” Wendy didn’t even think about that you mean you can make him a girl if needed. She thought she always wanted a daughter maybe Mason can have a sister. She responded, “Well I didn’t even think about that but maybe a daughter, it would be a dream and I can just picture Mason protecting her when he gets older. Yes, she said smiling let’s make Mike be my dream daughter.” Madison was overjoyed this just got better she replied, “Perfect Wendy. Have you thought about how young you want to take her?” “3 months old, is what I was thinking for Mike even before I knew we could change his gender as well,” advised Wendy. Madison wrote all this down and said ok everything is set we will see each other in a few weeks to begin. I can’t wait to start. Wendy could’t contain her excitement, said her goodbyes to Madison knowing she would have her little princess in due time. Back to the present: Wendy stated she was off to work and that she would see Madison later, she gave Mike a kiss and told him to enjoy work. Mike didn’t think anything of it and said his goodbyes and began to log on to his work computer. Madison went over and greeted Mason smiling saying are you ready for some fun and begin potty training. The 2 1/2 year old smiled and cheered, “Yay, Potty Potty!!!” Madison got her famous chart out of her bag where Mason’s name was listed and hung it up in his room. She explained, “Now Mason this is your chart and we have these dinosaur stickers that will be given for all the times you make it to the potty.” Mike could overhear the conversation and laughed at how this was going to work. He’s seen this before and it didn’t work. Little did he know this was just beginning of his day. Mason couldn’t contain his excitement he loved dinosaurs and Madison told him he would get a special surprise for his success. He loved surprises. Madison took him to his potty chair that Wendy and Mike had bought for him and sat him down. She started, “Now Mason this is just your first time so if you don’t go, it is no big deal we will try again in a few hours.” Mason sat on his potty and after a few minutes there was a flow heard in the potty. Madison was surprised and smiled knowing what would happen next as she didn’t expect a success on the first try. She took the little boy over to his chart and helped put a sticker on the chart. Mason excitedly said, “Yay, Potty, I get surprise now?” “Not yet but you will see soon,” Madison told the excited toddler. Meanwhile in the other room, when the sticker was placed on the chart, Mike felt a sudden tingle but didn’t think anything of it and continued to work on his book. Mike was a writer and was working on his next book. He felt he was successful after writing 3 other best sellers. He did feel bad though that Wendy worked so hard but he couldn’t give her the second child she wanted. The change was subtle but Mike at 32 years old suddenly looked a little younger but no one would notice because he certainly didn’t. After the success, Madison brought Mason in to share the good news with Mike. Madison just wanted to see if her chart had started its work. Mason ran over to his dad excitedly, “Daddy, I potty.” Mike smiled good job buddy and looked at Madison approvingly. “I must say pretty good for the first time,” Mike spoke to Madison. “You’ll be shocked at just how effective my practices are plus little Mason here was told he would soon get a surprise once he’s potty trained.” Mike looked at Madison confused but figured it must be something Wendy had spoken to her about. Madison stared at Mike to see the changes as although Mike couldn’t see any changes, she certainly could. She saw that his skin had already become softer and a little younger. She placed his age around 30 she knew the true fun wouldn’t begin for a while she would just have to concentrate on helping Mason succeed only then would she truly see the changes in the future little princess. She smirked knowing the fun was just beginning. Chapter 2 The day went by quick Madison and Mason played and every few hours she would take him to his potty chair to try by the end of the day Mason went on the potty a 2 more times but did have a few accidents in his pull ups. Mike meanwhile saw another few years drift away while he was working. He seemed to have a renewed energy writing his new book but had no idea what was going on that he was regressing every time Mason went to the potty. Madison put Mike’s age around 26 which made her happy after the first day. Wendy got home after a long day at work and met Madison at the door. Madison advised the successful first day for both Mason and Mike. Wendy was excited to see the changes in Mike. She asked Madison to come back early the next morning as she needed to head off to court early. Madison obliged and made her way home knowing if Mason made it to the potty while she was gone Mike would still feel the changes. Wendy walked in the door and saw Mike and Mason playing she could see Mike was already younger and couldn’t wait to see him regress more. She loved Madison’s method of the chart and how Mike would not notice anything different until it was too late. Mike in the meantime greeted his wife and advised that dinner was almost ready. That would be one thing she missed once she got her little girl but it was so worth it. Maybe she could hire a new nanny to come in once Madison’s work was complete unless of course Madison wanted to stay on. The family ate dinner and little Mason excitedly told his Mommy about his day and how well Madison said he did potty training. Wendy obliged and smiled, “Mason do you need to go potty now you are making the face you make when you need to poop.” Mike was oblivious and wasn’t listening but saw that his wife and son were gone from the dinner table. In a short while he heard excitement from Wendy and Mason. His wife explained how Mason had went number 2 on the potty for the first time. She wanted Mike to see Mason put another sticker on the chart. When this occurred Mike grew shorter and younger losing about 4 years off his previous renewed agent of 26. Unbeknownst to Mike he was now 22 and was getting younger. He lost muscle tone and what little facial hair was now gone. He had no recollection of the books he had previously written and had just graduated college recently. He was no longer Wendy’s husband at this age but her boyfriend. Wendy saw this and was elated she had no idea this change would occur but she assumed it was due to Mason going number 2 in the potty. She noted it and would talk to Madison in the morning about it. Right now she had to make love to her boyfriend Mike for probably the last time as tomorrow he would be too young for this he would be her son by then. Mason was put to bed and Wendy and Mike had an eventful night of love. Mike was exhausted after the fact and passed out in bed. Wendy lay awake with adrenaline and excitement knowing all well what was happening. She knew in the next few days she would have her little girl she always wanted and she knew she needed to get everything ready. She fell asleep knowing tomorrow she had to get to work early maybe Madison could assist in getting the nursery ready. Wendy woke up with excitement she noticed that Mike was still passed out in bed next to her. He didn’t even look like he moved at all. She quickly got dressed and ready and by the time she was done Madison had arrived. She advised her of what happened when Mason went number 2 last night, Madison smiled and stated this will occur anytime this happens so she is anxious to see what happens if it occurs today. Madison also gladly accepted getting the nursery ready while Mason was still sleeping and when he napped today. She had a feeling it was going to be needed sooner rather than later especially if she thought was going to occur when Mike woke up. Wendy was off to court and Madison began to prep the nursery in the guest room. She worked quietly as she didn’t want to wake Mason or Mike up she also grabbed an adult pull up to prepare as since Mike had regressed again she knew he may wake up wet. The room was a beautiful girly pink, Madison set the bassinet up and stocked the changing table with diapers they were so tiny but with how young Mike was going to get they were needed. She put all the princess decorations on the wall and then went to check on Mike and Mason. She opened the bedroom door and saw Mike passed out and noticed sure enough the wet spot on the sheets. She rustled Mike awake, “Wake up sleepyhead, looks like someone had an accident.” Mike awoke groggily and confused as to why Madison was in his bedroom. “Where’s Wendy?” asked Mike. “Wendy had to get to court early remember she told you this yesterday,” said Madison. “First things first Mike I think we are going to have to watch today and lets get you cleaned up. Why don’t you go take a shower while I go get Mason.” Mike still confused at how this could happen listened to her and went to shower. Madison smiled knowing full well if Mason went potty Mike would be needing assistance real soon. She walked in Mason’s room with a smile, Mason was just waking up and he saw his nanny looking at him. “Morning Maddi,” squealed Mason. She asked if he would like to sit on the potty knowing full well he must have a full bladder from sleeping. He may have a wet diaper but that didn’t stop him from releasing his bladder into the potty. She clapped for him and said lets go put a new sticker on your chart knowing what would happen next. They put the sticker on the chart and just as that was done Mike had walked past the room he was now 20 years old and just as he was walking by he suddenly lost control and peed himself on his towel and on the awaiting floor below. Madison and Mason looked in wonder, Madison knowing this was going to happened and Mason in shock. Mason yelled, “Daddy went pee pee, he need diapers.” Madison had to control her laughter, “Oh Mike its ok go to your room and I will be right there.” Mike just didn’t understand how this could be happening and went to his room. Madison let Mason go play and went to the bedroom she grabbed her bag, it was time to put Mike’s chart up. Madison entered the room where Mike just stood in shock waiting. “I just don’t understand why this is happening, Madison. I can make it to the potty on time I swear,” Mike exclaimed. He has no idea why he just called it the potty. Madison’s nurturing extinct came out, “Don’t worry Mike I’m sure this is nothing, why don’t we just put this on to be sure. Mike was astonished there was no way he was wearing the same protection his son was wearing. “Why do you have a bag full of things and why is there a second chart with my name on it,” Mike asked scared of what the answer would be. “Oh, Mike I always have these as a precaution and the chart I think will be good for you to help Mason,” said Madison’s reassuringly. Mike looked at her pleadingly hoping she wouldn’t put the pull up on him. For some reason Mike was feeling very submissive and suddenly felt like he should listen to Madison. He lied on the bed and Madison got to work. First she grabbed the powder and the wipes and made quick work. Then she slid his legs through the holes of pull up and pulled it up to his waist. “See that wasn’t so bad, was it?,” Madison said to the frightened adult. Mike just looked down and felt even more babyish now that he had a pull up on. “Madison do I really need a chart too?” said Mike. Madison started pinning up the chart and stated, “Its for the best don’t you want to help Mason succeed in potty training. I’m sure you will get all stickers so there is nothing to worry about.” Mike sulked already feeling like it was going to be a long day, he walked out of the room forgetting his past life of working and went to watch TV. As he passed Mason saw him and said, “Daddy you have pull up on just like me.” Mike just kept walking into the the other room. Madison walked into the play room and sat down with Mason. “Now Mason can you keep a secret,” asked Madison? The boy nodded. You see your dad is having some issues with making it to the bathroom and may not be as big of a boy as he used to be. You shouldn’t probably call him dad anymore but think of him as your brother,” whispered Madison so Mike couldn’t hear her. “So is he like my baby brother since I make it to the potty and he don’t,” Mason said excitedly. “Kind of but don’t make fun of him ok,” smiled Madison. “Otay Madi” replied Mason. Mike sulked watching tv for the next few hours, he felt he should be doing something but couldn’t remember what. Madison popped in a few hours later to check on him to see if he had to go potty. “Mike, how about we try and go potty, you haven’t gone in a few hours,” said Madison. His pull up seemed a little wet but he figured he would try. He sat on the potty and not even realized he released a stream in to the potty. Madison clapped and said good job now lets get you into a new pull up cause this one seems a little wet. “Did you even feel wet, Mike?” asked Madi. Mike was silent he had no idea. They walked into the bedroom where they walked over to his chart. Chapter 3 Mike looked at his chart with disgust, he didn’t need to be potty trained. “I don’t want the same dinosaur stickers as Mason, I want my own,” sounding very childish Mike stated. Madison was in shock but she didn’t think the next transition would be so easy. She smiled, the only other stickers I have are these Disney Princess stickers,” said Madison. Without giving him a chance to fight she put one of the princess stickers on the chart. With that another chill ran over Mike, as changes began to occur. HIs muscle tone became less defined and skin became softer. His hair started to grow just a little bit longer. Mike was oblivious to the changes. Madison smirked on the inside knowing the fun was just beginning. She left Mike and went to check on Mason. Mason ran up to Madison stating he had to go to the potty. She placed him on his potty chair and out came the poop. She knew Mike would be regressing at least another 4 years in the other room. He would be a teenager now but she was sure he also would have another accident. Sure enough she heard crying in the other room. Mike looked to be about 16 and his pull up was soaked and had tears running down his face as he was sobbing unintelligible words. Madison ran over to console him, “There, their sweetie its ok, it’s just an accident. Why don’t you come with me and we will get you changed.” Mike was still inconsolable as Madi guided him over to the bed and laid him down. She got her bag out and pulled the only thing out that she could think of that might calm him down, a pacifier. She slipped it into his mouth and natural instinct went into effect as Mike started to suck on the pacifier. Madi made quick work and changed Mike for the 3rd time since he woke up. Mike finally calmed down but continued to suck on the pacifier as it was really calming. Madison guided Mike into the play room she thought it might be better if he played with Mason while she got lunch ready. Mason didn’t even say a word about Mike sucking on the pacifier but was happy to have a friend to play with. Madison went into the kitchen to get lunch ready mac and cheese and chicken nuggets. She questioned whether she should serve MIke’s food just like Mason’s, she ended up serving it on the same type of plate but would test a regular cup with Mike. She proceeded to go get the kids for lunch. She strapped Mason in his high chair and put a bib on him and then told Mike to sit at the table, he was just standing waiting looking frightened and still sucking on the pacifier. As they ate lunch it was clear Mike was becoming a very messy eater getting mac and cheese all over his face and his clothes. She walked over and said Mike, I think someone needs this as she clipped a bib around him. Mike was speechless but started whining. “I don’t need a bib, why are you treating me like a baby.” “If you keep whining I will feed you myself, now be a good boy and finish your lunch. Make sure drink your milk as you haven’t had anything to drink yet,” said Madi sternly. As Mike went to take a drink from the glass of course he tipped it too much and the milk emptied all over Mike and the floor. Madison knew she should have put it into a sippy cup. She cleaned Mike went over to her bag and grabbed a new pink and sparkly sippy cup, poured milk into it and handed it to Mike. “I’m not a girl,” Mike said reputedly. “Do you want a baby bottle instead,” Madi replied knowing full well what the answer was. “No,” Mike said dejectedly. After lunch she brought Mike to the potty. “I think we better at least try and go potty just to be safe and I think someone needs a nap afterwards,” said Madi. She placed him to sit and she waiting and waiting. “I can’t go, Madi under pressure.” said Mike. Madi obliged and left the room and sure enough she heard a tinkle in the toilet. “See I knew you could do it, sweetie.” said Madi, “Let’s go put a new sticker on your chart.” They went to the room and put another princess sticker on the chart and Madi watched more changes occur. Mike’s hair grew even longer and his hips widened, his chest blossomed to that of a 16 year old. He didn’t think anything of it as it just seemed normal. Madison guided Mike to the bed and said let’s take a nap you’ve had a long day. Mike suddenly felt tired and went to sleep. She went to get Mason ready but first put him on the potty again before his nap. Her method was quick and Mason was becoming quickly potty trained he would get his surprise soon and Mike would become Mikayla, Mason’s little sister. In the meantime Mason went potty again and it was time for another sticker before his nap. They placed the dinosaur sticker on the chart and in the other room sleeping away Mike regressed to 14 years old. Mason was put down for his nap and Madison went the nursery to finish up her work. Hopefully the rest of the story will be done soon.
  7. Prologue Here I lay on this gurney in a strange hospital with these two giants, amazons they are called, standing beside me looking down at me. Rose has her hand resting on my arm gently rubbing her thumb back and forth, trying to keep herself calm, or calm me down I'm not sure. Mark is standing there beside her with his arms crossed, while I see love and compassion in his eyes I can tell he's getting frustrated by the wait. And here I am, legs spread from the bulky diaper taped snugly to my waist, completely at their mercy as I cant even so much as wiggle my toes. As I break eye contact from Rose I glance at the only door into the room as it glides open on silent hinges. A middle aged Amazon with dark brown, salt and pepper, hair comes gliding through the door. The rhythmic suckling of the bright pink pacifier in my mouth speeds up as my anxiety starts to climb. “Good afternoon Mr and Mrs Townsend, I'm Dr Richards. I apologize for the delay. I see you have your little undressed as we requested, and looking at his chart I'm a little surprised to see such drastic changes, but I guess you just wanted a little girl and found a boy instead” he ends in a little chuckle. “Actually sir, there is a little more to the reasons if you would look through her chart properly you would see that.” Rose says defensively over me as if I don't even exist, but her hand stills over my arm and gently grips it telling me I am completely in her thoughts. Dr Richards stumbles on his words a little “I…. Uh…. Yes, I see it here.” as he quickly glances at the papers in his hands. “I am sorry we normally don't see Amazons that would go to such lengths for their littles wants.” “Yes well you see she is special to us in more than one way.” Mark says with just a touch of venom on his words. “Yes I can see that. Well we have the nanites programmed to your specifications. The nurse will be in, in just a moment to finalize the paperwork and start to put him…. Or her under. If you will excuse me” as he quickly turns and walks out the door. Rose turns and looks down at my little form. “Sean are you certain this is what you want? You know from the first talks everything may not go as planned.” “You know kiddo your mommy and I will always love you and take care of you, no matter how your are. You will always be our little bambino.” Mark adds in a sulum voice. I blush a little behind my pacifier at the nickname, as I reach up and pull it from my mouth “Yes I know you will Daddy, you both have been the best thing to have ever happened in my life. Mommy, I wouldn't be here if I wasn't sure. I can’t learn to truly love myself the way I am. I love you both more than you could possibly know.” Quickly sliding my paci back in. As a tear slides down my face, not even embarrassed at being 28 and calling these two mommy and daddy after only knowing them for 3 months. A slim woman rushes in with three syringes and a clipboard. “I am Ms boyd I will be the nurse assisting today. You are Mr and Mrs Townsend correct?” after bread nods from both. “looking over the papers I see we don't have a new name, have you two decided one one?” Mommy looks down at me then back to the nurse “The three of us have decided on Shawnna” “Aww that's adorable, close enough that she won't be confused when you call her.” She said quickly jotting down my new name. “Ok sweetie I'm going to slowly push these medicines in this little tube in your arm here. Just be a good little girl and relax for me” she says to me in a very syrupy voice used for little kids. As she gently hooks up the syringe and slowly pushes the first of three in, my mind starts to wonder back to how I came to be in this very spot. CHAPTER 1 The Dr comes rushing in with a very large syringe as the nurse switched to the second syringe to put me under. As the surgical type room starts to fade I look over at mommy and daddy, smile, and whisper around my paci “I love you” Just as another world, another life, comes into focus. I'm 6 standing in front of my mom and dad. Mom is 5’5” fiery red hair that she has to keep permed in a tight spiral. Dad is 5’10” dark brown hair and eyes that can bore through you with just a glance. They are both yelling at me for something I did. I hear the words, they are just not making sense. I'm told I'm going to bed without dinner. Six months pass I'm over my dad's knee. Getting my behind tanned as he says. The words ringing in my ears “you will learn one way or another you need to keep your hands to yourself.” Three months later my dad is yelling for me to get down to my room. I turn and run fearing the outcome if I'm not fast enough. I find my mattress and box springs on their side still on the frame. My dad is behind me “they will stay that way until I decide to put them down. Do you know why they are that way?” I shake my head I really had no clue, I followed all the rules I know I did. “You didn't clean your room like your mother told you to.” they stayed there for two weeks me sleeping on a concrete basement floor. Three months after my eighth birthday I find myself over my dad's knee again. They got me a boxing toy, one of those inflatable ones you hit and they come back up. I was curious as to how it was made, so I found a plastic knife and went to cutting. Boy was that a mistake. I should have hidden it better.. It was four months after my tenth birthday, I come in the house after school to both my parents sitting at the dining room table. I can tell right away my dad has been crying. Mom looks over at me and says “Sean we need you to sit down for a minute we have something to tell you.” I sat at the kitchen table across from them, as if I'm sitting on egg shells, waiting for whatever bombshell they plan on dropping now. “There is no easy way to say this……. Your grandfather Fredrickson died this morning.” I sit trying to wrap my head around what was just said. It can't be, he's 6’3” fit as a fiddle, he's my rock, my shining light in the shit hole I call a life. All the good memories turn to ash in my mind as my world crumbles around me. I don't even have the emotions to cry, I'm numb from the inside out. I stare blankly at her as she finishes what she was saying, I blanked out I don't recall if there was anything after. It takes two months and we are now living in grandpa's house. There is no room for me, the only boy, so I sleep on the floor of my sisters’ room. I sleep there for six months as my parents slowly clear a room out just enough for my dresser and bed. Once I'm there I start thinking and dreaming of simpler and better times. Times when I was just a baby and was loved and cared for. Image after image fly past, this little boy… wait that's me sitting alone under the play structure at my new school in as small of a hole I could find. Not really fitting in anywhere. Being locked out of the house for not collecting firewood for the house. Getting slapped and belittled for cutting some logs wrong. Joining wrestling in high school every match hoping just one of my parents would show but never being there. Yet always attending anything thing that my two sisters were involved in. Throughout this time my dad draws further and further away, pulling so far back he might as well not even been there. However, his insistence that boys don't do this, or don’t walk this way, or don't do that with their hands sticks in my head and won't let go. Mom on the other hand gets more and more violent, more and more verbal. Never going past the line into abuse but toeing it enough times it left the scars nonetheless. I decided the only way I could escape this life is to join the military. On my eighteenth birthday I signed up as a Navy corpsman. I shipped out in four months for bootcamp. As graduation time neared I sent the date and invitation to my parents, thinking there is no way they would fly halfway across the country for this, not for me. Yet there they where, they showed. That was the first time, since that day many years ago, I saw some life in my dad's eyes. “I'm proud of you Sean.” was all he said, but in those few words he spoke the world. Chapter 2 My parents stayed for a couple days after the graduation I spent the time with them. Surprisingly mom seemed to have respected my growth after boot camp because she didn't treat me the same. Not an equal, but not as some little thing she could bully and push around. My dad after the first day reverted back to his old ways, physically there but mentally checked out. The morning I checked into corps school, the A-school to teach us how to save lives, was uneventful. I was put up in the barracks, which are more like a hotel then what you may think. As I stepped into the room I see two beds on either side of the room with a night stand at the head and a wardrobe next to it framing a window which separates the room. At the foot of the bed is a desk and chair to study at. I had one roommate who seemed to be as quiet as I was. I started out by saying “Hey there I'm SA Fredrickson, looks like we are rooming together.” “Hi I'm SR Newkirk, yes so it seams. What do you think the schools ganna be like?” the other responded timidly shaking my hand. “I'm not sure, as long as it's better than bootcamp.” I nervously chuckle Newkirk rolls his eyes “Anything has to be better than there.” We quietly set about unpacking our gear and and getting to know each other a little as we warm up to the company. Turns out he was from a quiet little town in Ohio and joined the Navy as there was nothing but farming in his future back home. I kept most of my past secret and just stated I joined to get away from a dead end job and no other prospects. The next morning there was an orientation to the school. We were introduced to the rest of our classmates and instructed that there was going to be 5 “red badges” one CO, one XO, one MAO, and two EPO's, the student leaders of our class. The two EPO's would be decided with the results of our first test. The rules were really rather simple because the school was only three months long. We were allowed off base in civilian clothes, and on weekends we didn't have to be on base unless we were in trouble for something. The base was open for our roaming. After the rules, we were lined up and marched to to our first class. The class was set up just like I remember from high school, a bunch of seat desk combos lined in rows. There was a dry erase board at the front for the instructors to write on. After three hours of class we marched to lunch, then after a quick lunch it was back to class for another four hours of school. After classes we were dismissed to do as we wished. We were to report back to the class at 0800 the nest morning. So I went back to my room, Newkirk and I decided that it would be a good time to go explore the base and see what all it had to offer. We found a bowling alley, and the NEX (Naval Exchange) we went in and bought 3 sets of civilian clothes each to start us out. It felt nice to be able to just buy them after months of the same uniforms. We wandered back to the galley where we had dinner then up to the room for the night. The rest of the week went similar to the first day, class stated at 0800 till 1200. Marched to and from lunch. Class again until 1630 then free until the next morning. We had PT 3 days a week where we had to be ready at 0630. Friday came quick bringing along our first test. We took the test right as we got into the class, and had the results after lunch. As we all came in after lunch the instructor called “Fredrickson, Johnson, front and center face the class at attention.” Johnson and I glance at each other as we quickly do as ordered. “Class 425 these are your two EPO's. They are the two that had the highest scores on this first test. They will have to maintain a 3.5 and not fail a single test if they do not then another will be selected. They will lead any remedial studies that will be held for those of you that fail any test. Three test failures and you will be held back a class, three after you will be dropped from the school and another assignment will be found. Is that clear?” We all respond as one “YES PETTY OFFICER.” The red badges where pinned on the right breast right over our name badge. We were then dismissed back to out seats and class proceeded as normal. When Newkirk and I returned to our room we discussed a little of our plans this coming weekend. I had learned of a local mall and there were Van's just outside the gate that would take you there for a small fee. He was just going to study and stay in. I quickly changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt then headed out. The ride to the mall was uneventful even though it was $15 for a 20 minute drive. After roaming the mall for an hour or so, I decided that I needed a cellphone and a laptop. Found myself at one of those cell phone kiosks, the ones splattered in the middle of the malls that you have to walk around to get anywhere. Bought myself the best phone money could buy and a plan to match. The best part of being fresh out of bootcamp was three months of pay just stocked in your bank account. I soon found myself in an electronics store looking at the laptops completely lost in what I was wanting. An attendant came over “Can I help you sir?” “I'm not sure. I'm looking for a laptop that I can do some minor online gaming that would be good for school work as well.” “Well sir these here in the mid range will work from that short description. The night has a little better graphics and more memory, but any of these three would do well.” “Thank you sir, I think I will take this one.” pointing at the more expensive of the three. “Great choice, I will have it waiting for you at the counter when you are ready to check out.” “Thank you I will just browse a little longer and be right there.” as I looked around I grabbed myself a shoulder bag and a mouse for the laptop and went to the counter. “Find everything you were looking for?” the cashier asked cheerfully, but I could tell the cheer wasnt sincere. “Yeah thanks to the assistant I was able to find what I needed thank you.” I said adding a small smile of my own. “Would you like the 2 year service plan added it's only $50?” She says as she rings up the items. “No thank you.” I reply. “Ok your total today is $865.95, how will you be paying today?” “Debit. Why can't anything be an even dollar amount?” I gripe with a little chuckle, as I swipe my card and punch in my pin. “Thank you and have a wonderful day.” she says with a chuckle herself, one that I can tell is sincere as the smile reaches her eyes. I grab my bag and walk out feeling good that I could cheer someone up even for just a moment. I spend another hour hitting other shops for more clothes. Then find myself waiting for a van back to base. $30 this time but thankfully there where 3 others that would split the cost. Back in my room Newkirk asked “How was the trip? Was the mall even worth the it?” “Actually it wasn't to bad, and it's like most malls maybe a little bigger than I'm used to but not bad.” I reply as Ii started to pull out my new purchases. I place my phone on the nightstand and pull out the box for the charger. Newkirk glances over from his own phone that his parents brought for him between boot and school. “Nice phone” “Thank you I went and got a laptop as well. Figured it may come in handy for studying.” “Yeah like you need to study hard. You nearly aced that last test. I just barely passed.” he gripes tossing his phone on the bed so he can look at me better. “Hey, I'm sorry this stuff just comes naturally to me. If you need help with anything I'm right here. Hell I am an EPO now.” I state not even sure how I'm going to manage being in charge of helping people learn this stuff. I quickly unpack my new laptop and place it on the desk, pull out the cord so I can charge it and get the start up process going. I sit at the desk and pull out my phone adding numbers that I have in my memory, such as parents, sisters, and the few friends I had back home, while the the laptop finishes up its initial start up and install of everything. When it is finished I unplug it and take it over to my bed, setting up the wifi and jumping online. Being this is my first time really away from any authority figure, I start looking into those feelings I had so many years ago. Those feelings of wanting to be small and loved and cared for. I find some information on ABDL, and the whole caregiver and little relationship. I find myself drawn to the whole concept and wanting to experience it myself. I glance at the time to realize it's now almost midnight. I glance over at the other bed to see Newkirk passed out and he had turned the lights off. I must have been so drawn into what I was reading I didn't even realize he had done that. I close all the tabs I had up, closed the laptop, and snuggled under the covers drifting off to sleep myself. Chapter 3 I woke up in the morning after the strangest of dreams. Not only was I being cared for like a baby, but I was a girl as well. I decided I was going to take the day and relax, and do some more research and try to wrap my head around the dream I woke up from. As I sat up in bed I glanced across the room seeing the other bed made neatly and no one in it. Thinking to myself well I guess he decided to get an early start. I climb out of bed and gather a set of clothes for the day along with my shower caddy. I walk down the hall and slide into the communal shower, slide into a stall, close the curtain, and undress. I start the water and let the warmth just wash over me as I finish waking up. As I scrub down a few people come in and out, but no one says a thing. I rinse off, shut down the water, and quickly dry off. I step out and dressing fairly quickly as a fellow classmate comes in. We casually say good morning to each other but that is it. As I walk back to my room my stomach grumbles reminding me I need to go get some food. Stepping into my room I decide to give a mom and pop cafe that I saw right off base a try. I quickly throw on some socks and shoes and head out. I get the the cafe, read the sign “The blue moon cafe” with an image of a full blue moon behind the writing. I glide in the door and find it quiet, a few people around but not very busy. A sign at the front counter reads, “please seat yourself” as I see an empty booth and slide in. I pull out my phone looking for something to pass the time waiting for the waitress. “How can I help you today?” a middle aged woman, with shoulder length dark brown, almost black, hair asked in a drab voice saying today is going to be a long day. I look up a little startled “I will take some coffee to start with. Give me just a moment on the food. Thank you” as she turns to walk away I call back to her “save the cow”. She looks over her shoulder with a questioning look. “No cream” I explain. She turns back with a little chuckle and pours my coffee. I quickly look at the menu and decide on a western omelet, I have always liked those. As she returns I quickly tell her my order and grab the coffee for the first swig of the morning. As I sip my coffee I start surfing the internet on my phone trying to find some rhyme or reason behind the dream I woke up with that morning. I don't find anything worth looking to far into before breakfast comes. “Thank you” I state quickly before she dashes off to help another customer. I quietly ate my omelet savoring each bite, casually flipping through different sites about the ABDL community. “how's the omelet? And would you like some more coffee?” I hear the waitress ask from beside me. “It's great thank you, and I would love some more thank you.” I mentally shake myself, I need to stop getting so wrapped up in what I'm looking at online. She quickly refills my cup and continues her rounds. As I finish my breakfast she slips by refilling my cup one more time and leaving the check. I slowly finish my third cup as I let the food set, as I drink the last swallow of my coffee I slide out and grab the check and head to the the cashier. As I am waiting the waitress comes up and starts to ring me out. “How was everything today?” “It was wonderful thank you. I think I may have to make a weekly visit as long as I'm in town.” I say with a smile on my face. I quickly pay with my debit card and head back to base. When I got back to my room I pulled out my school stuff and started to study. I studied until my stomach decided to tell me that I was hungry. Glancing up at the clock I realise it is dinner time at the gallee and quickly make the walk down there for dinner. After dinner I head back to my room, pull out my laptop, and do some more research. Newkirk is in the room by then so I ask “How has your day been?’ “Ohhh you know just exploring what's around. I found my way to the mall first thing this morning. When did you wake by the way? You must have been having a strange dream. You were mumbling in your sleep.” He states as he stretches out his 6’2” frame onto his bed. I nervously chuckle “yeah I remember it being odd just don't remember much of it.” I quickly lie and hope he lets it go. “Yeah I have those sometimes, if you start to get to loud I will just throw something at ya. Do the same if I get loud” he chuckles at his little joke. I chuckle as I pull up the search engine and continue my site browsing. The rest of that day, and the next, go rather uneventful. Monday rolls around and the start of a new week. I learned that we have tests every friday, so I'm not expecting to start any study sessions as EPO until the week after. The week went by in a blur ending in a near perfect score on that weeks test. The weekend was about the same with the exception of going to the mall. Those strange dreams continued, with slight changes each time and no calling out. I decided that I would make the blue moon cafe a weekly stop every Sunday as a treat before the start of the new week. Monday came and the scheduling of the study halls. There would be two sessions a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays. Jackson, the other EPO, would take the Tuesday I would take the Thursday. The week flew by next thing I knew I was up in a different class room waiting for the study hall people to come in an hour after class was released. I had a tentative plan of what I wanted to go over, but was going to ask where the help was needed most first. A few people came in then she did, about 2 inches shorter than me, skinny as a rail, dirty blond hair pulled up in a bun. Her name badge read “Chappa” and I felt drawn to her. “Ok let's settle down. Now what do we all need help with?” I start the study session with. As it turns out they all needed help with different parts of today's lesson. So I settle in and start from the beginning. After an hour of going over the material. We call it for the night. As I gather my stuff I wait for everyone to leave. As I close the door behind me she is standing there just down the hall eyeing me with lust filled eyes. I walk towards her. “Hi I'm Sean Fredrickson” I present my hand for a shake. “I'm Carol Chappa nice to meet you. Are you doing anything this weekend?” She responds in turn. Daintily shaking my hand. “Not right now, do you have any plans?” I ask with a slight blush. “Actually some friends and I are getting a hotel and having a little party. I wanted to know if you would like to come?” I respond maybe a little too quickly “I would love to. Where should we meet?” “we are all meeting at the smoke deck at 1800 on Friday. Hope to see you there.” “Wouldn't miss it.” I assure her. I head back to my room, head swimming with what I may have just gotten myself into. As I step into my room I quickly say hi to Newkirk, undress and climb into bed. As I drift off to sleep my mind is fixated on her haunting looks and her piercing green eyes. Chapter 3 I woke up in the morning after the strangest of dreams. Not only was I being cared for like a baby, but I was a girl as well. I decided I was going to take the day and relax, and do some more research and try to wrap my head around the dream I woke up from. As I sat up in bed I glanced across the room seeing the other bed made neatly and no one in it. Thinking to myself well I guess he decided to get an early start. I climb out of bed and gather a set of clothes for the day along with my shower caddy. I walk down the hall and slide into the communal shower, slide into a stall, close the curtain, and undress. I start the water and let the warmth just wash over me as I finish waking up. As I scrub down a few people come in and out, but no one says a thing. I rinse off, shut down the water, and quickly dry off. I step out and dressing fairly quickly as a fellow classmate comes in. We casually say good morning to each other but that is it. As I walk back to my room my stomach grumbles reminding me I need to go get some food. Stepping into my room I decide to give a mom and pop cafe that I saw right off base a try. I quickly throw on some socks and shoes and head out. I get the the cafe, read the sign “The blue moon cafe” with an image of a full blue moon behind the writing. I glide in the door and find it quiet, a few people around but not very busy. A sign at the front counter reads, “please seat yourself” as I see an empty booth and slide in. I pull out my phone looking for something to pass the time waiting for the waitress. “How can I help you today?” a middle aged woman, with shoulder length dark brown, almost black, hair asked in a drab voice saying today is going to be a long day. I look up a little startled “I will take some coffee to start with. Give me just a moment on the food. Thank you” as she turns to walk away I call back to her “save the cow”. She looks over her shoulder with a questioning look. “No cream” I explain. She turns back with a little chuckle and pours my coffee. I quickly look at the menu and decide on a western omelet, I have always liked those. As she returns I quickly tell her my order and grab the coffee for the first swig of the morning. As I sip my coffee I start surfing the internet on my phone trying to find some rhyme or reason behind the dream I woke up with that morning. I don't find anything worth looking to far into before breakfast comes. “Thank you” I state quickly before she dashes off to help another customer. I quietly ate my omelet savoring each bite, casually flipping through different sites about the ABDL community. “how's the omelet? And would you like some more coffee?” I hear the waitress ask from beside me. “It's great thank you, and I would love some more thank you.” I mentally shake myself, I need to stop getting so wrapped up in what I'm looking at online. She quickly refills my cup and continues her rounds. As I finish my breakfast she slips by refilling my cup one more time and leaving the check. I slowly finish my third cup as I let the food set, as I drink the last swallow of my coffee I slide out and grab the check and head to the the cashier. As I am waiting the waitress comes up and starts to ring me out. “How was everything today?” “It was wonderful thank you. I think I may have to make a weekly visit as long as I'm in town.” I say with a smile on my face. I quickly pay with my debit card and head back to base. When I got back to my room I pulled out my school stuff and started to study. I studied until my stomach decided to tell me that I was hungry. Glancing up at the clock I realise it is dinner time at the gallee and quickly make the walk down there for dinner. After dinner I head back to my room, pull out my laptop, and do some more research. Newkirk is in the room by then so I ask “How has your day been?’ “Ohhh you know just exploring what's around. I found my way to the mall first thing this morning. When did you wake by the way? You must have been having a strange dream. You were mumbling in your sleep.” He states as he stretches out his 6’2” frame onto his bed. I nervously chuckle “yeah I remember it being odd just don't remember much of it.” I quickly lie and hope he lets it go. “Yeah I have those sometimes, if you start to get to loud I will just throw something at ya. Do the same if I get loud” he chuckles at his little joke. I chuckle as I pull up the search engine and continue my site browsing. The rest of that day, and the next, go rather uneventful. Monday rolls around and the start of a new week. I learned that we have tests every friday, so I'm not expecting to start any study sessions as EPO until the week after. The week went by in a blur ending in a near perfect score on that weeks test. The weekend was about the same with the exception of going to the mall. Those strange dreams continued, with slight changes each time and no calling out. I decided that I would make the blue moon cafe a weekly stop every Sunday as a treat before the start of the new week. Monday came and the scheduling of the study halls. There would be two sessions a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays. Jackson, the other EPO, would take the Tuesday I would take the Thursday. The week flew by next thing I knew I was up in a different class room waiting for the study hall people to come in an hour after class was released. I had a tentative plan of what I wanted to go over, but was going to ask where the help was needed most first. A few people came in then she did, about 2 inches shorter than me, skinny as a rail, dirty blond hair pulled up in a bun. Her name badge read “Chappa” and I felt drawn to her. “Ok let's settle down. Now what do we all need help with?” I start the study session with. As it turns out they all needed help with different parts of today's lesson. So I settle in and start from the beginning. After an hour of going over the material. We call it for the night. As I gather my stuff I wait for everyone to leave. As I close the door behind me she is standing there just down the hall eyeing me with lust filled eyes. I walk towards her. “Hi I'm Sean Fredrickson” I present my hand for a shake. “I'm Carol Chappa nice to meet you. Are you doing anything this weekend?” She responds in turn. Daintily shaking my hand. “Not right now, do you have any plans?” I ask with a slight blush. “Actually some friends and I are getting a hotel and having a little party. I wanted to know if you would like to come?” I respond maybe a little too quickly “I would love to. Where should we meet?” “we are all meeting at the smoke deck at 1800 on Friday. Hope to see you there.” “Wouldn't miss it.” I assure her. I head back to my room, head swimming with what I may have just gotten myself into. As I step into my room I quickly say hi to Newkirk, undress and climb into bed. As I drift off to sleep my mind is fixated on her haunting looks and her piercing green eyes. Chapter 4 I woke the next morning to the sound of my alarm going off. I blindly smack the nightstand looking for my alarm to get a few more minutes of sleep. From across the room I hear “I'm up, I'm up.” I open my eyes and find my alarm, shutting it off I roll out of bed. Grudgingly I get up and get dressed, grab my razor and go shave. Never having a whole lot of facial hair to start with made it a quick process. Heading back to the room where I see Newkirk still in bed. “Hey it's time to get up” I holler at him. “Yeah, Yeah I am. I'm just checking my eyelids for leaks.” he mumbles “yeah sure you are. You know we can’t be late get up already” He slowly climbs out of bed, and gets himself ready. We head to the class room together to get this day over with. As we step in I look around and see Carol sitting chatting with some others. She quickly waves. I return the wave and find my seat, placing my work material in front of me. The day goes quickly it helps when distracted with the prospect of going to a weekend long party that night. After classes Newkirk and I walk back to our room. “Any plans this weekend?” he asks. “Actually I do. Sr Chappa invented me to a party this weekend.” “Oh that's cool I think I'm gonna head to the mall and going to catch a movie.” “That's cool. Sunday night we can get some study time in. I noticed you have been flirting with that fail line.” “Yeah I will get some in this weekend and the help will be appreciated.” he states with a slight blush. I quickly strip out of my uniform and head down for a quick shower. After the shower I head back to my room, get dressed and ready to head out. “see ya Sunday James.” I say to Newkirk as I head out the door. “See ya Sean” I walk over the the smoke deck, where I see Carol and a few others. Looking at my watch I see I still have 30 minutes. Carol glances over “nice to see you made it. We are just waiting for a few others. We will go get the rooms, then Jack here will go get the alcohol.” she says to me as she turns a little, and gives me a little hug. “Sounds good” I say hugging her back. As we wait slowly joining the rest, the conversation is about who is with who, and general gossip. A pair, I learn are Chris and Mary, are talking about what was taught today. When the rest show we all pile into two cars and head to a nearby hotel. There were eight of us all apparent couples. We got there and got two adjacent rooms. We quickly found our rooms and we all handed Jack $20s and he headed to get the alcohol. As Carol and I sat on one bed we talked about our past. I glossed over all my past traumas leaving it as simply a quiet childhood. Hers, on the other hand from the way she talked about it, she was feed with the proverbial silver spoon. she joined the military to slight her parents. I decide before the alcohol got there to order pizza for all of us. The Pizza and the alcohol arrive at the same time. As we all dig into the pizza, the alcohol starts to flow. We turn on the TV to some movie channel as Jack breaks out a small speaker and starts some music off his phone. As the time nears 10:00PM we have to turn the music down because of a noise ordinance but the partying continues well after midnight. As everyone finds their way to a bed I find myself in bed with Carol where, in our drunken state, we proceed to have sex. I won't contest to the quality as we were both so drunk we couldn't stand straight. We quickly fell asleep in eachothers arms after. The morning came quickly I was the first to wake, I gently slide out from under Carol as she slept. I go to the bathroom and quickly take care of my morning needs. As I step out of the bathroom I glance around the room and see the total disaster it became from last night, and start to clean up. About 30 minutes after I started I flop back on the bed with a slice of pizza waiting for others to wake up. I pull out my phone and start looking at the pages I found about abdl. Jack was the first to wake. “did you enjoy your night?” he asks with a quick wink. “of course, it sounded like you had a good night as well.” I say with a chuckle About 20 minutes later Carol woke up and I decided to treat her to breakfast. We decided that after she freshened up we would walk to the blue moon cafe. As we walked there she asks “Last night was fun wasn't it?” “it was, I had a blast. Is this your every weekend?” I respond. “well last night was the biggest. This was the second weekend of parties. I know that I am not going to want this every weekend though.” she responds thoughtfully “there will be several that it will just be you and I” she adds with a little wink. I feel my cheeks warm with a slight blush “oh yeah? I didn't think I was that good last night, I was rather drunk” “yeah so was I. But I'm hoping I can find out how you are without the alcohol tonight” “That we can definitely do. I think I'm liquored out for the weekend.” I smile back at her. As we arrive we find a booth. The waitress comes by “Can I get you to something to drink as you look at the menus?” I look over at Carol “I will have some coffee thank you.” she says. “And another coffee for me.” I added. As we wait for our coffees we look through the menu and quickly decide on what we are getting. As the waitress arrives with the drinks. “Have you two decided?” “Yes ma'am we have” I respond and look over at Carol. “I will take the Belgian waffles.” Carol states eagerly. “The western omelet for me please.” when the waitress walks away with our orderI ask “So what would you like to do today?” “Well what would you say to going to the mall, and maybe catching a movie later?” Glancing at my watch I realize it's already noon. “sounds great we can decide what to watch there.” Conversation turns to the school and what she needs to succeed and pass. And we decide to do a weekly study there at the blue moon Wednesday nights. After we eat I pay and we head to the mall. We wonder around for several hours. Stopping at the theater we pick a romantic movie to watch that starts in a couple hours. We go back to the mall and pick up a few more outfits for the two of us. As we went in the theater I got us a popcorn and drink to share. We chose seats that were about half way up. The arm reacts raised out of the way. So I sat and she cuddled next to me during the movie. After, we made our way back to our room, and got ready for the night. We had sex again that night and I am the type of person that insures my partner orgasms before I do, which she greatly appreciated. We quickly fell asleep in each other's arms. The next morning we checked out and headed back to base. As we parted ways going into our respective barracks we hugged and kissed. “See you tomorrow?” I ask “Of course we are in the same class” she teases back. I chuckle and watch her enter the door. I turn and head up to my room. “how was your weekend?” James askes as I walk in. “it was great.” as I sit at my desk and give him a quick rundown of the weekend. “sounds like you had a lot of fun” he says with a smile. “I really did. Just wondering where it will lead to you know?” “well don't rush things.” “no definitely won't.” We spend the rest of the day studying. Then get to bed early for another long week. As I fall asleep I can't stop thinking over the weekend and how she may just be the one. Chapter 5 The next month flew by as we settled into a routine at school. Carol and I had our weekly study sessions at the Blue Moon. James and I studied every Sunday. I kept them both in the school and kept my red badge. During the month the other EPO was changed twice and the CO and XO had swapped. Carol and I had gotten very close and spent just about every moment outside of school that we could. We learned that the only way we could guarantee that we would be together after school was to get married. After we learned that we started discussing if that was what we wanted to do. One weekend we were at the mall and started looking at rings and I got an idea of what she liked and wanted. That Thursday I head out to the mall myself. And go to the jewelry store and find the perfect engagement set. And start to have it sized. They tell me that the rings would be ready Saturday and they will give me a call. The next day Carol and I head to our normal hotel. Rent a room for the weekend and head to it. When we get in I say “Hey do you wanna go catch a movie sometime tomorrow. I hear a new one was coming out and thought we could go watch it.” “I would love to. Are we going to make it a dinner and a movie?” she asked as her eyes light up. “But of course, is there any other way?” I ask playfully as I kiss her passionately. We spend the night in each other's tender embrace. The morning comes and we head to blue moon for a quick breakfast before heading to the mall. During breakfast the jewelry store calls “Hello” I respond. “Mr Fredrickson, I was just calling to let you know the ring you ordered is ready for you to pick up.” “Oh great thank you.” “No problem sir you have a great day.” “You as well.” As I hang up the phone. “who was that?” carol asks “just something I ordered is in. I will get it next week. I want to spend the weekend just us.” “are you sure?” “yes I'm positive.” “okay” she responds with a smile. We finish our food and make our way to the mall. At the mall we take our time walking around enjoying each others company. As we go to step into a store I excuse myself to the restroom. Instead of the restroom I quickly find my way to the jewelry store to pick up the rings I bought. We make our way to the theater and get out tickets for about 3 hours after. We then find a restaurant and have nice dinner before the movie is to start. We quickly order our drinks and food. After the drinks arrive, my hand is in my pocket holding the ring case. I stand and kneel next to her. “Carol Chappa, will you marry me?” I stumble over my words as i ask this very important question. She places her hand over her heart “yes, yes i will” she whispers as she starts to cry. I slide the ring on her finger and take her in my arms. The tables around us that overheard congratulated us. Our dinner arrived, as we ate we discussed how when and how we would get married. We decided on going through a justice of the piece for the quickness that we could get it done. And decided on a reception later on. After dinner we made our way to the theater arm in arm. She would randomly raise her hand to admire the ring. We watch the movie and bliss then head back to the hotel for a night of love making. The next morning we wake up together make love again then make our way back to base. I walk her to the front of her barracks kiss her goodbye and head on to mine. On my way in my head is swimming with thoughts of the diapered community I have been flinging I fit into. And how was I to tell my fiance about my thoughts. During my study session with James I am distracted by my thoughts of how to tell her. I decide that in the morning I will invite her to dinner off base Wednesday and tell her then. That morning I met her outside her barracks and walked with her to the school house. “Carol I have something we need to talk about. Can we go to the blue moon Wednesday for dinner to talk?” I ask along the way. “Of Course we can.” she responds with a worried tone in her voice. The first part of the week progressed quickly. Wednesday after class I rushed to my barracks quickly got changed and ready for the dinner with Carol. I met her outside her barracks so we could walk to dinner together. On our way to the Blue Moon, she says “So what was it you needed to talk with me about?” “We will talk over dinner” I simply state with a smile on my face as we hold hands and walk to our dinner. Chapter 6 When we arrived at the diner, we find our normal booth empty even with a small crowd. As we sit the waitress comes over with two cups of coffee as she is the normal waitress we see. “Its great to see you two again how have you been?” “We have been good thank you” I respond “Would you both like your normal for this evening?” She asks. “Yes please” I simply state. “So what is it that you where so eager to speak with me about?” she asks with a smirk on her face. I begin to blush as I start “Well there is a side of me that I haven’t told you about yet.” I say as I glance at the table in between us. “And what is that?” She asks with concern in her eyes. “I….. I like to wear diapers.” “Okay and what does that mean?” She asks with a little venom in her voice. “It means I like the feel of them. I like to be treated like a kid at times” I respond in defense to her unspoken accusation. A confused look comes over her face “So you want to be treated like a baby sometimes?” I bashfully look at the table and nod. “Well we can try this weekend, I don’t know what to do or anything but we can try” “thank you” is all I can say as our food is brought and conversation turns to school. After dinner we quickly find ourselves back at the base and separating to our separate dorms. I gently kiss her good night before she heads in the doors. On my short walk to mine I think about what I had just done. The weekend comes incredibly quick as I attempt to get everything, I think I will need for the weekend. Diapers, wipes, powder, a bottle and paci. Trying to get it all without being seen was harder than I had expected but I managed to get it all. Friday after class I rush to my barracks room pull out the bag I have everything in, look through it and check to make sure I have it all. Quickly change in the excitement of what this weekend will bring. Rush out to wait for Carol to come out of her barracks. After a 20 minuet wait she comes out and askes “do you have everything you need? And are we ready to go?” “I think so” I respond with a grin. She takes my hand and leads us to the vans to head to a hotel. When we get in the van she reaches across me and buckles my seat belt for me. “there you go little one” she whispers as the belt clicks. When we arrive at the hotel she unbuckles me takes my hand and leads me from the van to the office where she rents our room for the weekend. She leads us to our room. When we get in she takes the bag from me and says “lets see what we have in here.” She opens the and starts taking things out. The first is the bag of cheap store brand diapers, and says “I guess I need to get you into one of these now don’t I?” I nod as I lay on the bed on my back. She comes over and slowly takes my pants and boxers off. She opens the package reaches into the bag pulls out the powder sprinkles it on and gently rubs it in. “lift you butt as I slide this under you” I start to sense there is a little tension in her voice. I lift my but and she slides the diaper under me. As she pulls it up between my legs, I blush as I start to get hard. As she tapes the diaper she looks at me with a smirk “you really like this don’t you.” I blush as I nod my head. “lets see what else is in this bag of yours.” As she starts pulling things out “why is every thing for a girl?” “I don’t know, I just like the designs” “Ahhhhh, okay” she simply states, as she opens the Paci and slips it in my mouth. We cuddle and watch TV the rest of the evening. After I wet the diaper, I have to stand up to actually go, she changes me we have sex then go to bed. The next morning she asks “Can we just be us today, I need to think about last night” “Yes we don’t need to do anything today. I thank you for hearing me out and allowing this to happen. Do you think it will happen again?” “Yes it will happen again, just give me time.” “Okay no problem” as I let it go. We go out for breakfast and enjoy the rest of the weekend as we normally would. We also start to talk about our plans for next weekend as we are getting married then. Chapter 7 The week flew by, next thing I know I am getting ready to get married. We meet outside her barracks, I am wearing a pair of black slacks white button up shirt and a black tie, she is wearing a simple yet elegant white dress. We head to the vans bright and early Saturday morning. We are going to Waukegan courthouse. As we pull up, I start to feel my pules quicken as, second doubts start to fill my head. Carol reaches over grabbing my hand, “is everything alright?” I nod my head, “yeah just getting a little nervous, you?” “I’m excited” she exclaims with a big grin on her face. We gently slide out of the Van and walking hand in hand we step into the courthouse. Walking to the receptionist we check in and find some seats to wait our names to be called. As we are sitting there, we watch the bailiff step out of the courtroom and call people up. After the fourth time he calls out “Chappa verses Fredrickson” We stand and taking each other’s hands we walk into the court room. And go stand in front of the judge. “Miss Chappa, Mr. fredrickson you are standing before me to get married today correct?” “Yes you honor.” We say in unison. “good then, Miss Chappa do you take this man to be your husband?” “I do” she simply states “Mr. Fredrickson, do you take this woman to be your wife?” “I do” I say with a grin “I now pronounce you husband and wife” He claims. “the frond desk will provide you with your marriage license and all regarding forms.” We turn towards each other and kiss each other deeply. Then turn and head out the doors. We head to the front desk and obtain our paperwork. As we step outside, we hug and start laughing. We begin walking towards the tram station to head back towards the base. As we near the base we get off at a station then head to a motel just down the road. I step in and get a room for the night thank the lady then head out. “well Mrs. Fredrickson are you ready to head to our room?” “Yes Mr. Fredrickson I am. And please don’t call my Mrs. It makes me feel old.” We both chuckle as I lead her to our room. As we enter the room, I turn her and kiss her passionately, as we begin to slip out of our cloths and stager to the bed. I lay her on the bed our lips never parting, and we begin to make love. After we are done, we clean up get dressed and head out to dinner. We quickly get to our normal restaurant and find a seat holding hands the whole way. After a quick dinner we head back to the room and spend the night deep in each other’s embrace. The next morning, we go to breakfast and then head back to the base. We part ways and head to our barracks. As I enter my room, James is there and looks up at me inquisitively. “everything went great James” I state as I roll my eyes. “you mean she didn’t leave you standing out there all day and night like a fool?” “No she didn’t.” I say as I chuckle. “are you ready to get this studying knocked out?” “Yeah lets do this.” As he turns towards me and we spend the rest of the day studying. On Monday Carol and I submit all the appropriate papers, and we are told that we would be collocated with our orders. The rest of the school went by in a flash, I graduated top 5 in my class. After graduation we are given our next orders. Carol and I compare our orders, she is going to the hospital at camp Lejeune, I was being stationed with the marines. I had a school to attend for 4 weeks before I was to be stationed there, the good thing is it was in an adjoining base. When carol and I got to the bases the first thing we did after checking in was submitting the papers for us to live off base. It was instantly approved but during the week I needed to stay on base, as there was a lot of PT that was done first thing in the mornings. Carol and I was able to find an apartment off base and moved in the first weekend we could. The apartment was a simple two bedrooms with a kitchen, bathroom, and living room. We head out and get all the furniture that we need for the apartment. They tell us they couldn’t deliver it until Monday, so we stop at another store and pick up an air mattress and a TV to watch. As we cuddle and watch tv as my mind began to slide back to wanting to wear diapers. “Have you given any more thought about letting wear diapers?” I ask. “I haven’t but you can get a pack, as long as its not all the time and you go slow.” “Thank you” I simply say. As we snuggle in for the night, we gently make love. The next day we take it easy and just enjoy each other’s company. We went to bed early as I had to get up early to start classes. In the morning I woke to my alarm and quickly shut it off. Slid out of bed got a quick shower and went back to the bedroom to get dressed. As I stepped in, I stopped and watched Carol sleep and though how lucky I was to be her husband. I quietly got dressed and left for the week. The week drug and flew by all at the same time, early morning PT fallowed by class after class. On Friday after class I headed to my car with all my laundry and headed to the apartment. When I got there Carol wasn’t home yet so I decided to head to the store to buy a pack of diapers. When I got to the store, I quickly found the adult diaper isle and was suddenly very self-couscous about what I was going to buy. What would others think, what would others say. I grabbed a pack and started walking to the register. The closer I got the more my hands began to sweat, I placed the bag on the counter and the casher rung me out. She didn’t say anything about my purchase besides normal pleasantries. I drove home, as I stepped into the apartment, I realized Carol was home, I placed my bag but the door and rushed to give her a hug and kiss. “I missed you” I said as I held her. “I missed you too. What did you get at the store?” she gently prods. I head back to the door and pull the pack out of the bag and show her. As she looks at the pack, I miss the look that flashes across her face. “I am about to start dinner do you want to help after you put those up?” she asks. “sure thing” I say as I walk into the bedroom and place the pack in the closet. I walk back into the kitchen and begin to help her cook a simple spaghetti dinner. As we sit in the living room, she asked how my seek went. I fill her in as best I could and ask about her week. Fine was the only answer I got. We spent the rest of the week cuddling and just enjoying each other’s company. Sunday evening we went to bed early as we both had to get up early to start our long week. Chapter 8 The next two weeks flew by as I forgot about the diapers I had bought and stashed in closet. Our weeks found a very happy routine. During the week I would be at the school learning what I needed to, to keep a marine alive on their worst days. On the weekends Carol and I would truly enjoy each other’s company. Each day we fell more and more in love and I was thinking that life couldn’t get any better and she was the best time to come to into my life. On the Friday before the fourth weekend I remember the diapers that I bought. When I got home finding that Carol wasn’t home I went directly to the bedroom and put one on. As I finish I hear the door open and I hear Carol call my name. I step out of the bedroom in nothing but my green T-shirt and the diaper. I catch her roll her eyes and sigh. “Take that damn thing off” she says. I stopped and stared at her for just a moment. “I am sorry I just thought.” I start. “well you thought wrong” she snaps as she interrupts me. “okay” I mumble under my breath as I turn around and step back into the bedroom. I quickly take it off and get redressed. When I rejoin her in the living room, she acted as if there was nothing wrong. The weekend progressed as if nothing had happened. Monday morning comes to quickly as it always does. I kissed her goodbye as I left the house, my mind swirling about what had happened Friday. The week went by and it was more taxing then the rest. As I drug myself home Friday I find a note from Carol. Sean I am sorry I have duty tonight. I will be home late. Love you Carol I read the note twice to make sure I had it right. I quickly thought that tonight would be a good night to indulge in wearing. I head to the bedroom pull out a diaper from the pack, thinking if she really had that big of a problem with me wearing why hasn’t she thrown them out. I put it on, head out to the living room to watch tv in just my t-shirt and the diaper. As I am sitting on the couch relaxing, I can’t stop looking down at myself marveling at how the diaper feels against me and that I don’t see the bulge that I would normally see in regular underwear. My stomach starts to grumble, and I think it is about time to go get something to eat, I head into the kitchen and make a quick meal. I begin to feel my bladder and I have to really concentrate to let it out. I am shocked at the warmth that spreads across the front of the diaper and travel down between my legs to settle and soak into my diaper. I collected my food and went to the living room to eat. As I finish, I start to fall asleep on the couch. I am awoken by the door opening and the yelling of Carol “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT YOU DAMN NASTY PIECE OF SHIT FALLING ASLEEP ON MY DAMN COUCH IN A FUCKING WET NASTY DIAPER. YOU FUCKING PERVERTED ASSHOLE.” I jump up off the couch and start to stammer out some excuse. She marches over and I don’t even recognize her. The look on her face is like out of some slasher flick where the killer is about to kill their victim. She begins to slap and hit any part of me she can reach, as she continues to extenuate every other word with another strike. “TAKE THAT NASTY FUCKING THING OFF. I HATE THE IDEA I HATE YOU FOR IT AND I CANT STAND BEING AROUND YOU. YOU FUCKING PERVERT” I rip the diaper off and stammer out an apology as I cower in front of her. “Go get fucking dressed and clean yourself up I don’t want to smell your fucking piss” “I am sorry” I mumble as I walk back to the bedroom to grab some cloths and took them into the bathroom for a quick shower. I glance and see her on the phone with someone. As I get out and dressed, I walk out to the living room. “All of those disgusting things need to get out of my house NOW!!!” I quickly dash to do as she ordered I grab the near full pack and take it into the kitchen where the trash bags are and place the pack in an empty bag as a tear slides from my eye, my mind trying to wrap around what happened why she is so angry and not coming up with anything. I pick up the wet diaper that I had left in the middle of the floor and throw it away. And quietly take it out to the large trash bin outside. As I start back to the apartment. She is storming out with her keys in hand. “I can’t stand the fucking sight of you I am leaving.” “Please don’t, please stay I am so sorry” I start to cry. She storms past gets in her car and leaves as I am crying on the walk and slowly walk back in. I close the door and slump against it sliding till I am on the floor as the wracking crying starts. I manage to crawl to the couch. I climb up and cry my self to sleep right there. I wake to the smell of cooking bacon. I stand and stagger to the kitchen and see Carol cooking. “Carol I am sorry for last night” I say as I see her. “you should be, I can’t believe you would think I would be ok walking in with you like that. I can’t do that I can’t stand even the thought. It makes me physically ill.” She says “ok I won’t do that again” We let the conversation go and I put the thoughts of diapers as deep into my memory as I can. Just like I did as a kid about my gender. The weeks flew by and our relationship started to get back to normal. She snapped at every little think I did, and I shrugged it off. As school is a few weeks out from finishing I came home one Friday night. “So next weekend I will be spending it in the field” I tell Carol after I gave her a hug and kiss. “Yeah right you found someone to go play diaper buddies with. Well I sure FUCKING hope she is worth your damn marriage.” She begins to fume. “No I have put all that behind me I swear it’s a field op to finish up school.” I explain “You where told at the beginning that you wouldn’t need to be there during the weekend so I know your fucking lying” “No, I am not lying, what am I to do when they spring this on me. I told you as soon as I could. I am sorry. But I have to be there.” “What the fuck ever.” We try to make the best of the weekend. Monday morning comes and she wakes a little as I give her a kiss goodbye. “Have fun with your nasty ass diaper buddy you cheating asshole.” The Wednesday after my time in the field we graduate, and I don’t have to check into my next command until Monday. I head home with a heavy heart and a little eagerness to be with Carol for the long weekend. I think as I drive that this weekend, I am going to do all I can to make this the best weekend I can. I do love Carol, or I wouldn’t have married her. I get home and I start getting things out to make a wonderful dinner for her so it will be ready as soon as she gets home. As soon as she steps in the door I can see on her face that she had a bad day. “what the fuck are you doing?” she says as she slams the door. “Well I graduated and I don’t have to check in until Monday so I thought I would surprise you with a nice dinner and spend as much quality time with you this weekend as we can” I quickly say “Oh, well that would be nice. Since you weren’t here last weekend. And I did have a crap day” The weekend flew by even though it was really a great time. As we crawl into bed Sunday night I think tomorrow will be the start of a new adventure. Chapter 9 “HN Fredrickson, welcome to 1/2.” Chief Smith states sitting behind his desk. “we have assigned you as a line Corpsman for Alpha company. They are in the field for a couple days so when they return HM3 Sheppered will introduce you to the unit commander. For now you will be in the BAS helping with sick call and learning the way things work here. Any questions?” “No Chief I am just eager to get started” I simply state “As you are probably aware, we are getting ready for deployment in a month there is still a lot of training you will need to go through before we leave. Alpha company will insure you are trained in all that is needed before departure. You aren’t the only new member to their company.” “I understand and I was maid aware of that as I was checking in. thank you for all the information.” “not at all I want your time with us to be successful. Head into the BAS find HM1 Baker he will let you know what to do.” “Thank you chief” I say as I turn and head out of his office. As I step into the BAS I quickly find HM1 and introduce my self. “Well sick call is over for the day. We are working on organizing for the deployment. HM3 Shults is in the supply locker why don’t you see what you can do to help.” I find the supply locker and start helping. The next 3 days I spend in sick call and in the locker moving and unpacking boxes just to pack them in another box. Its tedious work but I can tell that I am helping a lot. The good thing about being at a command and not in school is I can go home every night. I am free from work at 4:00 PM and its like everyone gets out at exactly the same time. The traffic is horrendous. I get home about 30 minuets after Carol gets home. “What the fuck took you so long getting home.” Carol yells with her arms crossed. “The traffic coming off base was horrible.” I say simply “Yeah that’s what they all fucking say. Who did you find?” “seriously no one Carol. I came right home as soon as I was released.” “Yeah whatever. Dinner is ready” she turns and walks into the kitchen. “Dinner sounds amazing. Thank you” We sit down in the living room flip on the TV and just relax and talk about our days. “Wait so your fucking deploying in what a fucking month. What the fuck am I going to do” she says as I can tell she is starting to get irritated. “well we knew when I was stationed with, the marines there was a likely hood that this would happen. We will get thought this I promise.” I say sympathetically as I gently place my arm around her shoulder pulling in for a hug. She relaxes into my embrace and we finish our show like that. After the show we head to bed. The next 3 days go by the same way. When Alpha company returned, I was quickly introduced to the company commander, and assigned my squad. My eight-man squad is going to the rang the rest of the week I am instructed to gear up and go with them. At the range we are learning and practicing clearing rooms and houses. As well as practice shooting and quick and effective ways to drop an enemy. Each night we don’t get back to the unit until 4:30 and it takes and hour and a half to clean my rifle and check it in. of course, I gave Carol a call before as soon as I knew I was going to be late letting her know. It didn’t seam to matter much as soon as I got home, she blew up on me accusing me of cheating again and going back to my diapers. As I try to explain again why I was late I quickly learn that it doesn’t matter what I say. So, I just let her go off and blow her steam. As the weeks progress and the time for departure our field ops become more and more frequent to the point, I am away from home more often than at home. I lean that PT with my squad and company is a pain a lot harder than when I was in school, but it is needed. I am expected to go as far as any of my marines and back if they get hurt. I get really good at the range. When I a home I try to make the best of it. And show her all the love I have for her. Even when it seams all the love is one sided. Once a week we would gather all our gear, and have it inspected to insure we still had it all. As the day of my departure arrived things had settled down between Carol and me. She drove me to the unit to see me off. I introduced her to some of the members of my squad. We ended up hanging out with PVT Patrick Jessup. He had quickly became one of my closer friends. “Damn doc you got your self a good woman” Patrick whispers in my ear. “Yeah I found my self a real catch didn’t I” I say back as I glance at her. “what are you too talking about over there?” Carol says gently elbowing me in the ribs. “oh, nothing just how much I love you” I say bending over to kiss her. “Ok you two that’s enough” Patrick says as he chuckles. “You just keep this idiot safe out there Patrick” she glances over my shoulder looking at him. “Oh you know I will do my best.” We get called to muster up and start to load the busses. I give Carol a kiss as I get in formation. We load the bus and as we start to drive off, I watch out the window and see Carol crying. I sit back in my seat and relax for the drive to the plains we are taking to Iraq. “Don’t worry Doc, you will see her again” Patrick says as he relaxes into his seat next to me. “I know, I know still just my first deployment and not all that easy.” I say with a sigh. “I know, its mine also. Just ain’t leaving anyone behind” “I am starting to wonder if its not for the best” I say with a chuckle. “No, you have the better deal. I am going to get some shut eye. Make sure I am up when we get there.” “you act like Gunny would let us sleep though” I say as I laugh. When we get to the airport we file of the bus and go straight on to the plane. we take our seats. As I watch the ground move by faster and faster then start to drop away from us as we take off. My thoughts turn to what we are headed off to do and where we are going.
  8. Well.... I had no plans to write this at all. Over a week ago I posted this idea in the Idea Adoption Thread, however over the last week I haven't been able to get the idea out of my head and have figured out a story for it. If anyone else wants to write their own version of the "universe" i would say for it, though it isn't a new idea to say the least. If you want to get a basic idea of the world you can read but was posted in the adoption thread, however everything about the world a person will learn as we go through. I want to finish the rewrite of DTA/Little Time Daycare but until I get this out of my head I'm not able to focus on that story at the moment. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 1 Weekend sales always drew large crowds and today was no different. Becky would normally avoid the mall when it was like this, however the sale on winter leggings was something she wouldn't pass up even if it was late summer. Becky normally bought clothing out of season to get the best price on everything, let everyone else buy the most expensive and "in" looks. As she turned a corner an old friend came into view. "Mai, I didn't know you worked here!" The girl jumped at hearing her name. "Becky it's been a long time." Embracing like old friend. "I started working here a month ago, Employment Registration only had three choices for me after I stopped working at the factory. This was the best of the three, I really don't want to work in fast food." "Why'd they let you go?" "They didn't let me go, the factory was moved. It's to far away to drive to everyday and the pay was... well you know "our" level of pay." Mai went back to stocking the shelves. "What brings you here today?" "The sale on leg warmers." Mai started laughing, "you would! Everyone else is here for the sale on summer clothes and your getting ready for winter. The leg warmers are behind me." "How do you like working here?" "It's alright. Being the new girl I get the crappy weekend shifts but I'm hoping to get most to all weekday shifts in the next few months." Becky groaned, "I remember working weekends at Sammy's, and being a waitress sucks... Well it does for us at least, I could see many women liking it." "Oh that brings back memories, does Alex still work there?" "I don't think she will ever leave that job unless they force her out. She likes the people that come in there more then other restaurants." Becky said. "She likes being around other DGs which I can't blame her, it's been hard for her since her mother died." Mai nodded and turned back to stocking. For Becky sure enough the leggings were right behind Mai. Becky started looking through what was on the shelves; talking to Mai would be great but she had to shop at the same time, didn't want to get Mai in trouble if her boss walked through. With winter coming Becky figured she would stock up now, it wasn't uncommon for a few leg warmers to get stained over the winter and she would just end up tossing them out. As she took a step to see the other leg warmers it happened, a sudden warm mush started to fill the seat of her diaper. She was happy it hadn't made a sound other then the crinkle of her diaper, will all these women around she didn't want to draw attention to herself. As if nothing had happened she went back to shopping. A few moments later Becky could hear Mai sniffing. Becky turned to see her friend stop her work to reach around and pat the seat of her own diaper. "It's me, don't worry about it." Mai looked around for a moment, like she was seeing who was in ear shot. "You should go change before someone finds you." "I'll change when I'm done, no reason to hurry." Mai looked at her with a perplexed look on her face for a moment before she went back to stocking. "Oh Becky I wanted to asked how's your fath... I mean Sam?" Becky put down the leg warmers she was holding. "You hear what happened?" There was a long pause because Mai said, "ya." Becky sighed and picked up the leg warmers again and kept shopping. "She was sent to the playpen, I see her now and then but you need to schedule visits at least two weeks in advanced so I don't see her much." Becky looks down at the leg warmers darkly and adds, "not like she knows who I am anymore anyway." "Becky, I'm sorry-." Mai's sentence was cut short when a loud wet fart released from the seat of her diaper. Mai's eyes went wide for a moment and she started to blush as she looked at Becky. Becky just smiled at Mai, "I guess I'm going to be sorry now." Becky said as the smell of Mai's fart made it's way to her. Suddenly a voice rang out, "you should be sorry. I understand you...girls can't control yourselves but that doesn't mean shouldn't have manners!" A tall blond women in a while blouse and black skirt said as she started walking toward them, though her gaze was focused on Becky. Before Becky could react she felt a hand cup the bottom of her diaper, then she felt the back of her diaper being pulled back and checked. "Looks like that was just an after stinky, you should really think of other and get yourself changed when this happens. Look at this nice girl, she should have to work and have to smell your stinky butt." Mai turned, "Ma'am It's..." Mai was cut off again, but this time by the blond. "You don't need to say anything dear, I understand you can't say anything. I'll take care of this so you don't have to deal with it." With that the women look Becky's arm and started pulling her into the changing station. Becky didn't put up a fight she had just put her leg warmers down as soon as she had felt herself being checked. The women pressed the button on the wall once they were inside and a table came out, which she then hoisted Becky onto. Becky just laid back an assumed the position she was so use to. "Well little girl, it's good to see you didn't put up a fight. You've been a girl long enough you think you would have learned how to act in public. I guess some of that...other side doesn't completely go away." The women kept talking while she was picking out a replacement diaper. "Your wearing a level 2 but for that mess you need at least a 3." A moment later a fresh diaper popped out the bottom of a small dispenser, though it was clearly thicker then the one Becky was currently wearing. The women went to work opening her diaper and wiping her clean. It wasn't the first time a random women had changed her and this wouldn't be the last, Becky just kept smiling while the stranger was working. The women kept muttering to herself while she was working, things like "wasting a second change," or "why even bother." Becky suddenly felt her legs being lifted in the air as the old diaper was removed and a new one was placed under her. The moment her bottom hit the diaper she could feel how much thicker it was, she had some of these thick diaper at home for sleeping but never during the day it would make her waddle a little. Once she was powered and creamed the diaper was taped shut and the women helped her off the table tugging her shirt down a bit to make sure it wouldn't cover her diaper, which it didn't. As they walked out of the changing station Becky turned to the women smiling, "thank you." The women smiled back, "your welcome dear. Next time you fill your diaper you should get changed so women don't have to smell you." With that the women walked off down the isle to to cart heading to the check out line. Mai came over to her as she was still standing in front of the changing station. "I'm so sorry Becky. It should have been me." Tears filled her eyes, like she had just betrayed her close friend or lover. Becky on the other hand just laughed, "don't worry about it." Mai was taken aback by Becky's attitude toward the whole event. "I know women have the right to change us because we're Diaper Girls but how can you be so...calm about it?" Becky put her arm around Mai's shoulder to bring her closer to whisper in her ear. "That women looks down on us, and probably make 3 to 4 times what we make per year. However she's the one wiping my ass clean!" Mai stood there for a second before she started laughing. Becky could smell that Mai hadn't changed yet and while her friend was busy laughing she reached behind and gave her friend a hard pat of her diapered butt, pushing the mess against her bottom. "I'll see you later stinky, better get changed before she comes back." With that Becky went back to grab her leg warmers before heading home to change into a thinner diaper.
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