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This is my entry to the 4th Kasarbefang Story Contest ( Jason was happy to be attending college. It was a financial stretch for his family. Nobody before him had ever gone to college. He had busted his butt in high school, getting good grades and going out for sports trying to maximize his chances at a scholarship. He got a small amount, but not enough to pay for everything as he had hoped. He’d worked hard all summer, picking up extra shifts trying to get ahead. Now he had his schoolwork and then did his work-study job at the dining hall, hustling food from the kitchen to the serving lines, hauling away dirty dishes, and whatever else they threw his way. Over the weeks, he’d spotter her. She’d come in to eat, sometimes alone, sometimes with other girls. She was gorgeous, with straight dark hair. She was always neatly dressed. Casual, but not the jeans or sweats most students tended to wear. One day, he was standing behind the servers, having just lugged in a tray of mashed potatoes, and his eyes met hers. She gave him a little smile. “Forget about it, Jason,” he said to himself. “She’s way out of your league. Besides, you don’t have the money or time for a girlfriend between work and studying.” Tonight, he was released from work at eight, and he peeled his apron off and hustled over to the library. He had some reading to do in the reserve room. He got in there only to find someone had already signed the book he wanted. He was just about to give up and return to the dorm when a girl came up carrying the volume he needed and returned it to the desk. “Great,” he said. “That’s the book I need.” Then he realized it was her. “Haven’t I seen you in class,” the girl said. “And you work in the dining hall, too?” “That’s me. Jason,” he said in way of introduction. “Kristin,” she said. Her hair swung as she turned. “Well, see you around.” Jason watched her go and then sat down and tried to read. Still, the vision of the girl stuck in his mind. It took him nearly ten minutes to get to the point where he could parse the words on the page before him. Be careful, boy. You don’t want to jeopardize everything over some girl. The next day in class, he looked around to see if he could spot her but couldn’t find her. He sat there as the lecture droned on, still thinking about her. As the professor wrapped up, he collected his stuff and made his way out of the room. And there she was, walking just a few feet ahead of him. He got up his nerve. “Hi, Kristin.” “Oh. Hi, Jason. I didn’t see you there.” “I don’t have a class next hour. If you don’t, would you like to get some coffee?” he said, hoping not to sound too pathetic. “Sure, I’d like that,” she said with a smile. Jason smiled back. They made their way over to the campus coffee shop. He didn’t go there much. He could have all the coffee he wanted in the dining hall, and he didn’t have money to spare, but still, he needed to be social. Kristin purchased a latte, and he got a regular coffee, and they sat. They did the normal college chit-chat about their majors and where they were from. Then she asked, “Are you going to pledge a frat?” Jason had considered doing so but then decided against it. Frats not only mandated a time commitment but also substantial dues at most of them. “Nah. I’m pretty busy with work and studying, and money is tight.” “I’m trying to get into Delta Phi,” she said. “They’re having an open house tonight. You should come with me. They accept boys, too. You don’t have to pledge. Just see the place. It’s free food, at least.” Jason thought about it. He didn’t need a free meal. He got all he could eat at the dining hall. But, sure, he would love to see more of this girl. He agreed to meet her that evening. That evening, he decided not to wear jeans. He had not seen Kristin dressed in them. He found a pair of Dockers in his closet and wore a button-down shirt. He made his way down to the address Kristin had given him earlier. He saw her standing there in front of the Delta Phi house. She wore a sleek blue dress; he was glad he had dressed. “Ready to go in?” he asked. “Yes,” she said hastily. They made their way up the front steps. A girl manned a small desk off the entrance. Kristin stepped up. “Kristin Wood and Jason Brooks,” she said. Jason was surprised that she knew his last name. He’d not given it to her. The girl slid two name tags to Kristin, told her that the refreshments were in the main hall, and pointed the way. Kristin handed one of the name tags to Jason. His name was already printed on it. “I called this afternoon to tell them you were coming,” she said. Jason nodded. That made sense, but how had she figured out his name? Jason took them into the grand foyer. You could put the entire house he grew up in inside here.. Lush wooden paneling interrupted with hanging tapestries adorned the walls and thick carpet beneath his feet. Well, it’s a nice place to visit, he thought. The dues here were going to be astronomical. They reached a punch bowl, and Jason ladled out a cup for each of them. “Very swanky,” Jason said. “It’s the best house on campus,” Kristin stated. “And quite a history. Many famous Delta Phis out there, like the Vice President, several senators, and even a Supreme Court justice.” They wandered around, looking at things and sipping their punch. A girl came up. She was dressed in an expensive-looking dress as well. “Kristin. So glad you could join us,” she said. “And you must be Jason.” Very good, he thought. Surely, it wouldn’t have been surprising that Kristin was here if they had known he was coming in together. But he made polite responses. The new girl introduced herself as Kathy, one of the ambassadors. She said her job was to show the prospective pledges around and ensure their questions were answered. They were led around the building. A large dining room, a comfortable lounge, and a library rivaled the main one on campus. Downstairs, there were more utilitarian things: a laundry (Jason noted that there were no coin slots on the machines like the ones in the dorm had), an exercise room, and various other places. Kathy returned them to the dining room and left them to meet others. Jason and Kristin alternated snacking on passed appetizers. Was this really caviar on the little toast things, Jason wondered. He’d heard of caviar but had never seen it. Lots of other tasty things he’d never had before. From time to time, other girls who were house members talked to them. They were all very friendly. They also talked to other prospective boys and girls as they moved around the room. “So, what do you think?” Kristin asked. “It’s glorious. No way I could afford to do this,” he said. “I’m hoping I get invited to join.” A while later, Kathy returned and led them to a small office. “What do you think of our house?” she asked. “I heard great things about it,” Kristin began. “But it exceeds what I could imagine.” “And you?” Kathy turned to Jason. “Beyond my wildest dreams,” he said. “Well, Kristin. I’ve been reviewing your application and talking to the other girls. I think you will be in line for an invitation. I can’t guarantee it, but I just wanted to let you know it looks good.” “Thank you very much.” “What about you, Jason? Are you going to apply?” “Well, I hadn’t thought about pledging anywhere,” he stalled. “Here, let me give you an application. You can fill it out now. No strings. I’d like a word with your date.” She pushed a form across to Jason. His date? He hadn’t thought about it that way. Was this a date with Kristin? Perhaps it was. He smiled. “Sure.” He put his information on the form as Kristin and Kathy left the room. There was a lot of stuff on this form, and some was expected as an essay. But what the hell? The girls were gone from the room, and he might as well fill it out. He had just finished when Kathy returned alone. “Have you given more thought to applying?” she asked. “I’ve completed the application. I can tell you, everything looks very nice. But I’m just not sure.” “Kristin tells me you might have financial problems,” Kathy said. Well, there it was. That was the primary concern right now. That and time, juggling his job, study, and whatever social events this place would no doubt consider obligatory, was probably beyond his means. “That’s a major part of it. That and with my job and all, I don’t know how much time I would have.” Kathy smiled. “Let me put your mind at ease. There are no dues here. We operate on an endowment, and we get support from the alumni. We have some very powerful legacies here.” Jason brightened a bit. Maybe. “I should also point out that if you choose residence here, we can get you out of your room and board contract, which would get you some money back. We also have some scholarship funds available for those in need.” Jason’s head began to swim. This was beginning to turn into a fairy tale. Was she going to wave her magic wand and make everything rosy for him? “OK, I’d like to be considered.” “Great, let’s get back to the party.” They went back out to the dining room and continued to mingle. Kristin got him aside at one point. “Well?” she asked. “Well, what?” “Are you going to pledge here?” “If they ask me, I guess. Kathy, at least set my mind at ease about me being able to do it.” Kristin smiled. The next day, he was back to the usual grind. He ate the stuff off the dining hall food line. No caviar today. He went to class, anxious to at least catch a look at Kristin. Work and Study. He forgot all about it until one night, as he readied himself for bed, he heard two sharp raps at his door. “What the fuck?” his roommate said as he rolled out of bed and went to the door. He opened it, standing in his boxers. A trio of girls stood in the hall in long robes. “Jason Brooks?” one said. “I’m Jason,” Jason said, pushing back his roommate. At least he had pajamas on. “Delta Phi,” the girl stated. “Do you accept?” “Huh? What?” Then it occurred to him. They had come to invite him to the frat. “Yeah, sure.” “Come with us.” “What the hell is going on?” his roommate asked. “Frat initiation,” Jason said over his shoulder. “I’ll see you later.” Two of the girls led him down the hall. A car was waiting, taking him to the Delta Phi house in his pajamas. It pulled up to a rear entrance, and he was led inside. Kathy from the rush party, robed like the two who had come for him, was waiting at the desk. “Welcome, Jason. Before proceeding, I want to confirm that you accept membership on our terms. Decide now, one way or the other. If you accept, there’s no going back. Understand that we have many friends in high places, including the dean and president of this university, as well as in industry and public office. If you betray us, we can make things very difficult for you. Getting kicked out of the University would be the least of your worries.” Jason swallowed hard. What was he getting into? Did he want this? Was he doing it to gain favor with Kristin? Was the temptation of free room and board and tuition causing him to make a bad decision? Still, what was the worst that could happen to him? All these powerful people wouldn’t have come out of an institution that did anything criminal or immoral, would they? Besides, knowing powerful people could be useful. He thought for a long second. “I accept.” “Good,” Kristin said with a smile. “Please sign here.” He signed his name, and Kathy signaled to the other two girls. “Get him ready.” The two girls led him to a small, well-lit room. “Please take off those pajamas.” “What are you going to do?” “We’re just going to get you cleaned up for the initiation.” “Which is what?” “Don’t worry. We’re not going to force you to down a bottle of Everclear or make you eat raw liver, or shove a broomstick up your ass. So immature. We have more refined rituals.” “Uh, OK.” Jason stripped off his pajamas. They led him to a chair, leaned him back, and started to wash his hair. After that, they set him up, and one of the girls started cutting his hair. OK, we’re going to look good for what was coming next. They rubbed a small amount of cream on one arm. He was about to ask what it was when the girl applying it said it was a test and they would check it in a minute. They lathered his face and expertly shaved him. He could get used to this level of attention, he thought. They rinsed the cream off his arm. To his surprise, the hair there came off as well. “How does that feel?” the girl asked. “OK, a little warm but not burning.” “Fine.” The two girls then proceeded to take off their robes. Wow, this was getting interesting, he thought. The three proceeded nude into a large shower. The girls then commenced rubbing more cream all over his body, everywhere but his head. After a while, they started wiping and rinsing it off. Soon, he was hairless everywhere but his head. They proceeded to wash him thoroughly. “This next part is a little unpleasant,” they said. “We need to clean you out.” He was about to ask what that meant when he felt something being pushed in his rear. He then started to sense something flowing in. An enema? Why? After a minute, the girl stated, “The toilet is just in there.” Jason clenched his cheeks together, went into the bathroom, and relieved himself. When he was done washing up, he found that the girls had put their robes back on. They then came to him and rubbed every inch of his body with some lotion. He couldn’t place it at first, and then the aroma jarred a memory—baby oil. “Baby oil?” he said. “We want your skin to be nice and soft, and you may be a little irritated from the hair removal.” “Oh,” he said. The girls finished and pronounced him ready. They led him to a small room. “She’ll come for you soon. Have a seat.” He sat down, and the lights were extinguished the rest of the way. He sat there in the dark, wondering what would happen next. A door opened on the opposite side that he had entered. From the light, he could see it was Kristin wearing an elaborate white draped gown. She looked radiant. “Are you ready for your introduction?” Kristin asked with a smile, reaching out her hand. Jason realized he was naked, and Kristin wasn’t, but what choice did he have? He took her hand, and she led him out of the little room. He realized they were now in the massive dining room of the house. The room was filled with women in robes similar to those worn by those who prepared him. This must be all the frat and then some. Only Kristen and he were dressed differently. “The Omicron Tau chapter of Delta Phi is proud to introduce our newest sister, Kristin Wood, and baby Jason Brooks,” someone announced. The room erupted into applause. Kristin nodded in acknowledgment and then led Jason to a table in the center of the room. Did they say, “baby Jason?” “Lie down on this,” she whispered in his ear. Jason was confused, but he did as instructed. Kristin pulled something under his legs. “Raise your butt a second,” she said, and as he did, she slid something underneath. He dropped down on it, and she pulled it up between his legs. Soft cloth of some sort. Kristin worked pin through the fabric, pulling it tight. He realized he’d just been diapered. Baby Jason, indeed. She worked something up his legs, and he realized they were plastic pants. He raised again so she could pull them in place. “There,” she said, offering her hand again. “You’re not so exposed now.” She led him around to the front of the table, where a broad, overstuffed chair was. She sat down in the chair and then started to pull him down. He allowed her to position him as she wanted. Odd, he was facing her, not the other girls. She shrugged the gown off one shoulder, exposing her breast. His eyes opened wide. She guided his face to the nipple. “Nurse,” she whispered into his ear. He was getting extremely aroused. It was a good thing the diaper was covering that area. He took her nipple in his mouth and started to suck. Nothing happened at first, but then he gently squeezed with his teeth, tried again, and started to get the warm, sweet milk. He got a partial mouthful and swallowed. Again, the crowd broke into applause. He pulled back. “Don’t worry. You can finish later.” She pulled her gown back into position and let him sit beside her. One by one, the girls came by to welcome Kristin. Some welcomed him as well. Others just patted his head or even gave him kisses on the cheek. Some initiation ceremony. After completing the welcomes, Kristin got up and led Jason to a side room. She removed the gown she was wearing. She was nude before him. He’d never seen her like this, and he was again quite aroused. She picked up a gown off the table and put it on. She now was dressed like the other fraternity members. Kristin held up a similar gown for him to put on. They returned to the main dining room. A few minutes later, another girl in a gown like Kristin had been wearing led another naked form into the room. This time, it was a nude girl, and a similar diapering and nursing ritual was followed. “Delta Phi is proud to announce our newest sister, Valentina Pallas, and baby Suzi Beam.” Again, the members filed past the new inductees. Jason didn’t know what to do, so he offered to shake their hands. The new pair headed to the side room, and while they were changing, glasses of sparkling wine were distributed. The pair emerged robed and were given glasses. “To our new members,” someone announced. There were murmurs of assent, and people started to drink. Jason had never had champagne before, but he liked it. They got together the new inductees. There were six of them. The first couple preceded Jason and Kristin in the induction ceremony. Pictures were taken of all of them, and the group mingled and talked. Snacks and more champagne were served. Jason was having a good time, even forgetting that he was hairless and wearing a diaper under the robe he had on. By the time the event broke up, he was a little tipsy from several glasses of bubbly. Kristin took him by the hand. “Where are we going now?” Jason asked. “Up to our room.” “Our room?” Jason said. “Yes, we’ll be sharing a room.” This, indeed, was interesting. He had come to this house to get closer to Kristin, but he had never imagined being that close. And he had just sucked from her tit. It was amazing. They reached a door, and Kristin pushed inside. The room had a small sofa, two desks, and two chairs. Bookcases spanned the space between the desks. Jason realized that all his textbooks were on one of the shelves. Kristin continued through a door that led to the bedroom. “Unzip me,” she said. Jason did so, and she let the gown fall. She was naked again in front of him. She unzipped his robe and pulled it down. She reached down, pulled off the plastic pants, and carefully unpinned the diaper. His penis sprang fully erect when it was freed from the cloth. Kristin backed onto the bed and pulled him down on top of her. “Oh, my,” Jason thought as he entered her. He had hoped it would come to this but hadn’t expected it to be tonight. He did his best, and they climaxed near together. He rolled off her but remained at her side. “That was wonderful,” Kristin said. “Yes, tonight has been unbelievable,” he said. She kissed him and added, “I’m tired. Let’s try to sleep a bit.” She snuggled into Jason, and they fell asleep. A while later, Jason stirred. Where was he? Then he felt Kristin next to him, and he remembered and smiled. He had to pee. There had to be a bathroom around. He got out of bed and started looking around. He headed out into the main room and saw another door. Maybe that’s it. He opened it and found a room that sported a giant crib. Kristin came up behind him. “What’s up?” she asked. “I was looking for the bathroom,” he said, turning around. She was still nude. He smiled. “Let me put a diaper on you,” she said. This confused him, but he didn’t say anything. His curiosity about this room was greater. “What’s this for?” Jason asked. “This is where you’ll sleep. At least part of the time,” Kristin said. “This was my bed we were in. I suspect we’ll be doing a lot of co-sleeping?” Co-sleeping? That was a strange way of describing their time in the bed. Rachel disappeared and returned with the diaper he had worn during the initiation. She patted a table on one side of the room. “Hop up on the changing table,” she said. “Changing table?” he said confused. “You’ll need to have your diaper changed. You can’t stay in a wet one.” “Wet one? What do you mean?” “You’re going to be wearing diapers from now on. Don’t worry. I’ll change you when you’re wet or poopy.” “You’ve got to be kidding?” Jason said incredulously. She stared him down. Again, she patted the table. He got up on it. She refastened the diaper and pulled up the plastic pants. “Let’s sit down a minute,” Kristin said. She led him back to the sofa, and they sat. “I need to explain to you how this is going to work. I know it will sound strange, and you probably don’t want to do it, but I’m sure Kathy explained to you what happens if you don’t.” Jason thought back to his earlier conversation with Kathy. She had told him that being kicked out of school would be the least of his worries. “From now on, you will be my baby. I’ll take care of you. You will be wearing and using diapers. You’ll be sleeping in the crib. You’ll be doing other things as well. I think you liked being breastfed.” He had to admit that he did like that. “All the time? I thought this was just some initiation thing.” “All the time. Outside the house, you’ll be wearing regular clothes and behaving normally, but you will have a diaper on underneath, and you’ll need to use it.” “Wha, wha, why?” “It’s how the sorority works. Every sister has to have a baby to care for. You’re mine.” “I thought maybe you just liked me. Did you pick me to get into the Delta Phi?” Jason asked. “I do like you. That’s why I chose you. I knew I wanted you, needed you, from the first time I saw you. I think you want me, too. At least that’s what I got from last night’s sex.” He let all this sink in. “What about the boys here? I thought this was coed.” “They are more of the babies.” “All of the babies are boys?” “No, not all. But all the boys that are members are babies.” He thought about the girl initiated right after him. She was a baby. “And all of these people sit around messing diapers just so their…” He searched for a word to describe the relationship. “Mommies,” Rachel inserted. “So that their mommies,” He said with disdain. “Can get into the fraternity.” “It’s not like that. At least, not with me. I wanted in Delta Phi, but I wanted an intimate relationship with you. I think it will be wonderful for both of us. Didn’t you get that feeling from last night’s post-initiation activity?” She leaned forward and kissed him. She then pulled him into a hug. He felt her bare breasts against his now hairless chest. Gosh, he did want her. But playing baby for the next four years? He started to cry. “There, there,” she said, patting his back. “Don’t cry. It will be alright, I promise. Are you hungry?” She guided him to her nipple again. With trepidation, he started to nurse while she stroked his hair. He calmed down. He’d have to give it a try. What choice did he have? He still had to pee. “So, there’s no chance I can use the bathroom?” “I’m afraid not. Even if you had found it, it is locked.” Jason thought about it. “What the hell?” he thought to himself. He closed his eyes and tried to pee. Years of toilet training prevented him from doing it. He closed his eyes and tried to envision himself at a urinal. He got the flow going. When he was fully relieved, he opened his eyes. Rachel was staring at him. “Finished?” she asked. “Yes.” “Let’s get you changed.” She led him back to the changing table. She removed the diaper and then used some wipes to clean him up. He was erect again. She climbed on the table and lowered herself down on him. They had sex again. “OK, maybe being changed isn’t that bad,” he said as she lay there on top of him. After a minute, she climbed down, cleaned him up again, and put a diaper on him. “I better get dressed,” she said. Just then, her phone rang. She talked for a second. “That was Cathy. She says she has some paperwork for you when we finish breakfast.” With that, she started looking through the drawers. She pulled out an article of clothing and held it up to Jason. He slid it on over his head and stood up. She reached down and snapped it between his legs. “What’s this?” he asked. “A bubble romper. It looks cute on you. You can wear it around the house.” He looked at himself in the mirror. Indeed, he was a giant toddler. Rachel disappeared into her room for a second and came out wearing a casual dress. She was brushing her hair. Gosh, even with clothes on, she was lovely. They went down, and Rachel explained they’d eat in the common room. “It’s less formal than the dining room upstairs,” she explained. They grabbed coffee from the urn near the entrance. There were some things available on a buffet on one side. “You can have them make you an omelet or whatever. I’m just going to have a yogurt and some fruit.” Jason decided to have cereal, and they sat down and ate. Looking around, he saw the other couple from the previous night, Valentina and Suzi. After a short time, Valentina exposed a breast, and Suzi started nursing. “We can breastfeed in private areas of the house,” Rachel explained as Jason turned away, embarrassed that he was watching. Then he noticed Rachel was pulling down the strap of her dress and exposing a tit. “When in Rome…” Jason thought and started to nurse. After breakfast, they headed up to the office and met with Cathy. “This is your agreement to reside here. I can submit this to the housing office to get your board money refunded.” Jason signed it. “I also called food services and submitted your resignation.” “You did?” Jason said, a little taken aback. “We can’t have Delta Phi members working jobs like that. We can try to place you elsewhere, but we’ve got you a stipend pending your scholarship coming through later this month.” She slid forward an envelope. “This will get you through until then, I suspect.” He looked inside. There was a check that was more than double what he could have expected to earn. “They’ll also send your final paycheck over soon.” Jason’s head swam. Would he not have to work anymore? Working the job, studying, and taking classes had been a major hassle. She also slid forward a book. “Rachel already has one of these, but this is for you. We’d like you to keep it confidential.” It was entitled “A Handbook for Mommies and Babies” and subtitled “Life in Delta Phi.” “Welcome, again, to Delta Phi,” Cathy said with a smile.

This is my first contribution to the story forum having been a lurker for years. The story is obviously an adaptation of the original and is written with the help of ChatGPT. It is only a short story. Please be kind, I hope it is good enough to grace these walls In all seriousness, feedback and constructive criticism is welcome. Chapter 1: The Mysterious Seeds In the quiet village, nestled at the edge of the dense and sprawling forest, Jack and his widowed mother grappled with the relentless grip of poverty. Their humble cottage, a weather-beaten refuge, seemed to shrink each day, echoing the dwindling hope within their hearts. Seven years had passed since Jack's father met his untimely end, a tragic accident while chopping wood in the forest. The void left by his absence was a constant reminder of the harsh realities they faced. Jack's mother, a resilient woman weathered by time and struggle, had fought valiantly over the years to provide for her son. Her hands, calloused from days of toil, bore witness to the hardships she endured. Battling the elements, she worked tirelessly to put food on the table and keep their modest home in good condition. However, the weight of their circumstances had worn her down, and the strain was evident in the weariness etched across her face. Desperation clung to her like a shadow but with resources depleted and options dwindling, she saw no other choice but to send Jack on a journey that would ultimately alter the course of their lives. One somber afternoon, Jack's mother, lines etched with worry on her weary face, called him to their meager kitchen. "Jack, my dear, our cupboards are bare, and Milky White, our loyal cow, is the last tether to our survival. Take her to the market and fetch a fair price. We cannot endure another day of empty stomachs," she implored, her voice tinged with desperation. Though reluctant to part with their final possession, 16 year old Jack felt the weight of responsibility and agreed to embark on the journey to the market with Milky White. The air, heavy with an impending storm, foreshadowed the uncertainty that awaited him. Little did he know that this seemingly mundane errand would plunge him into a world of enchantment and peril. Along the path, Jack encountered a mysterious old man whose silhouette was veiled in an ancient cloak. As if drawn by an unseen force, Jack engaged in conversation with the enigmatic stranger. The man, with eyes that seemed to hold secrets untold, proposed a peculiar exchange – a handful of magical beans in return for Milky White, promising a future filled with wonders beyond imagination. The bean-seller's voice, hypnotic and compelling, resonated with an otherworldly power. Jack, a mixture of skepticism and curiosity coursing through him, found himself entranced by the promises of a new life. Despite the doubts that lingered in the recesses of his mind, Jack made the fateful decision to accept the magical beans, sealing his destiny in the realm of the unknown. With the magical beans in hand, Jack returned to the cottage, his heart heavy with the weight of his actions. As he entered, he found his mother, her eyes a storm of emotions – a turbulent mix of relief, frustration, and anger. Milky White's absence did not escape her notice, and when Jack hesitantly explained the exchange with the mysterious stranger, her fury erupted like a tempest. "What have you done, Jack?" she exclaimed, her voice echoing through the small cottage. The dire reality of their situation hit her harder than ever. "We needed food, not these worthless beans! How could you trade our last hope for a handful of magical nonsense?" Jack, a tangled mess of remorse and confusion, struggled to articulate his reasoning. Unaware that he had been ensnared by the strange bean-seller's hypnotic words, he faltered in the face of his mother's anger. The beans, clutched in his hands, seemed to mock him, their magical potential overshadowed by the palpable disappointment in his mother's eyes. The air in the small cottage crackled with tension as Jack's mother, fueled by a mixture of despair and anger, opened the door, throwing the worthless beans onto the compost heap before storming to the kitchen cupboard. From its recesses, she retrieved a worn leather belt that once belonged to Jack's late father. With a determined yet heavy heart, Jack's mother approached him, her eyes ablaze with a volatile mixture of disappointment and frustration. Forcefully she threw Jack across the kitchen table and yanked down his trousers to bare his bottom. The leather belt whistled through the air before it met its mark, the sound a harsh punctuation to the silence that has descended. Blow after blow, the belt became a vessel for her anger, each strike echoing the harsh reality of their circumstances. Quivering amidst the physical pain and the shame of what he had done, Jack bore not only the sting of the leather but the weight of his mother's grief and desperation. As the rhythmic beat of the belt lashed against his bare skin leaving welt after welt, it etched into Jack's memory the bitter consequences of a choice that had seemed, at the time, to hold the promise of a better future. Exhausted, both physically and emotionally, Jack stumbled to his room, the echo of the beating and the scolding from his mother still reverberating in his ears. The narrow confines of his small chamber offered no solace, only serving as a witness to the turmoil that had unfolded. Alone in the dim light, his face stained with tears and pain, Jack lay face down on his bed, his backside throbbing and on fire, grappling with the harsh realities of his decisions. His mother's admonishments lingered in the air, and the weight of her disappointment pressed upon him like an unrelenting force. The battered leather belt, a cruel reminder of his lapse in judgment, lay discarded on the floor – a silent testament to the consequences of his decision. As Jack lay in the quiet, the room became a sanctuary of sorrow, and time seemed to stretch into an eternity. His mother had been clear that she couldn’t bear to see his face again that evening. The creaks and groans of the small cottage bore witness to the fractured relationship between a mother at her wit's end and a son ensnared in the consequences of misplaced trust. The night, though young, held no promise of respite for Jack, whose tears painted a portrait of remorse on the canvas of his solitary confinement. Chapter 2: The Enchanted Beanstalk In the dim light of dawn, Jack's eyes fluttered open, his restless sleep haunted by the events of the previous night. The pain in his body mirrored the ache in his heart, a testament to the harsh punishment he had endured. His bottom, marked with red and bruised imprints from his mother's fury, throbbed with every movement, a stark reminder of the consequences of his folly. As Jack gingerly rose from his bed and peered out of the window he spied a world transformed. The beans, discarded in a fit of anger, had burgeoned into a colossal beanstalk that soared high into the heavens. Driven by a potent mix of curiosity and trepidation, Jack stepped outside. Despite the overwhelming sorrow that clung to him from the events of the previous night, Jack now saw an opportunity amidst the chaos. The colossal stalk, reaching towards the heavens, became a symbol of potential, a way to mend the fragments of trust he had shattered. Driven by a newfound determination, Jack envisioned the beanstalk as his path to a fortune that could rescue his family from the clutches of destitution. With his mother still asleep, he embarked on the ascent up the spiraling beanstalk. With each step, the air grew crisper, and the landscape below diminished into a patchwork quilt of fields and forests. The verdant tendrils of the beanstalk led him beyond the clouds to a realm that defied the laws of nature. Unbeknownst to Jack, the giants residing in the colossal castle high above had been watching, their eyes gleaming with intent. The giants, an enigmatic male and female couple, observed Jack's approach with a calculating gaze. Their towering figures, shrouded in mystery, hinted at an ancient wisdom and a cunning that surpassed mere curiosity. The female giant, with eyes that held the secrets of countless ages, exchanged a knowing glance with her male counterpart. Their intentions, while veiled in a deliberate ambiguity, hinted at a deeper purpose that might not align with Jack's best interests. It wasn't malevolence that emanated from them, but rather a cunning awareness of their own desires, which remained concealed in the shadows of their colossal home. As Jack ventured into the realm of the giants, their presence became an intricate dance of secrecy and calculation. The giants, a formidable pair, observed Jack's every move with a level of scrutiny that hinted at a game beyond the bounds of Jack's understanding. Little did Jack realize that his ascent into the clouds had entwined him in a web of mystery, whose true intentions remained as elusive as the whispers of the wind between the towering beanstalk leaves. Chapter 3: The Giants' Lair The beanstalk carried Jack into a realm where the very air crackled with an otherworldly energy. As he approached the towering castle, its colossal form left him breathless. The sheer scale of the structure, reaching into the clouds, filled him with awe and a touch of trepidation. The steps leading up to the entrance seemed to defy gravity, each one an insurmountable obstacle for Jack, who struggled to ascend their towering heights. Despite the daunting climb, Jack persisted, fueled by a curiosity that eclipsed his physical exertion. As he neared the massive wooden door, intricately carved and imposing in its grandeur, he noticed a faint light emanating from within. To his surprise, the door was slightly ajar, inviting him to explore the mysteries hidden beyond its colossal frame. With a mixture of caution and fascination, Jack squeezed through the narrow opening. The vastness of the entrance hallway unfolded before him, its dimensions dwarfing everything he had known. The towering walls and expansive space left him marveling at the grandeur of the giants' abode. It was a cavernous chamber, adorned with colossal tapestries and intricate designs that seemed to tell stories from ancient times. The choice now lay before Jack – the option to retreat, allowing fear to guide him back to the familiar world below, or to press on and unravel the secrets of this gargantuan castle. The allure of the unknown compelled him, and with a determined breath, Jack chose to explore further. Turning to his right, he entered a hallway that stretched into the distance. The muted echoes of his footsteps reverberated through the colossal space as he ventured deeper into the heart of the giants' lair. The air seemed charged with anticipation, and Jack's senses were heightened, absorbing every detail of the alien environment around him. Suddenly, as if materializing out of thin air, a surge of shock and terror gripped Jack. An unseen force clamped down on his upper arm, halting him in his tracks. A booming voice, both stern and thunderous, shattered the stillness of the colossal castle. "Where do you think you are off to, little boy?" Frozen in place, Jack turned to face his captor. Or at least what appeared to be his captor’s knee. The colossal figure loomed above him, easily four times his size. The giant's leg seemed to stretch into the heavens, creating an overwhelming sense of vulnerability for Jack. The features of the giant's face, obscured by the play of light and shadow, remained elusive, leaving Jack to grapple with the magnitude of the encounter. In this vast and mysterious world, Jack stood as a mere fraction of the giant's stature, resembling a small child in the presence of a towering adult. The enormity of the being before him emphasized the stark contrast between their sizes, accentuating Jack's helplessness in this colossal domain. As he gazed up in awe and trepidation, the giant, whose intentions remained cloaked in mystery, stood as a formidable guardian of the secrets hidden within the towering castle. Chapter 4: The Giants' World "You are coming with me, little one," the booming voice of the male giant resonated through the colossal corridor. With a firm grip on Jack's upper arm, the giant ushered him forward, leaving the young adventurer with no choice but to follow. Jack stumbled to keep up, his smaller strides a stark contrast to the giant's measured pace. The giant's grip, unyielding as a vice, prompted Jack to attempt a futile struggle. He tugged against the colossal fingers wrapped around his arm, but there was no budging the giant's powerful hold. In a desperate plea, Jack turned to the giant. "Please, let me go!" he implored, his voice tinged with both fear and frustration. The giant, however, only chuckled in response, his laughter echoing through the corridor. The male giant, undeterred by Jack's pleas, guided him along the seemingly endless passageway. As they reached the end, a colossal doorway loomed ahead, leading into a room where a female giant stood tending to the stove. With an effortless motion, the male giant ushered Jack through the doorway, his booming voice addressing the female giant. "Found this little one skulking down one of the corridors," he explained, a tone of amusement in his words. Jack, now standing in the presence of both giants, felt a sense of vulnerability in this unfamiliar kitchen, surrounded by beings whose motives remained veiled in mystery. Jack found himself in a colossal kitchen that dwarfed any he had known. The wooden table, massive in scale, towered above him, its top reaching the level of his head. The two kitchen chairs appeared more like thrones in their dimensions, and beside them stood a high chair designed for a child, though even this seemed larger than any Jack had ever encountered. Utensils lined the countertops, each one seemingly crafted for a giant's use. The knives, ladles, and spatulas appeared more like weapons of war, their proportions exaggerating the stark contrast between Jack's size and the monumental fittings that surrounded him. The kitchen stove, a colossal structure emitting a warm glow, seemed capable of cooking meals for an entire village. Amidst this vastness, the giantess, though slightly shorter than her male counterpart, still towered over Jack, her figure at least three times his height. Dressed in the attire of a kindly farm wife, she bustled about the kitchen, preparing food with a sense of purpose. Her gaze, while kind, held a stern quality as she addressed Jack. "Where have you come from, little one?" she inquired, her voice resonating with both warmth and authority. The giantess regarded Jack with a mix of curiosity and suspicion as she continued her food preparations. Jack, nervously fidgeting in the colossal kitchen, summoned the courage to explain himself. "I... I climbed the beanstalk in search of adventure and fortune," Jack stammered, his words tinged with both fear and uncertainty. The giantess paused, her towering figure casting a formidable shadow over Jack. "Fortune, you say?" she replied, her voice carrying a tone of skepticism. "Or perhaps you climbed our beanstalk in search of things to steal." Jack's eyes widened in alarm. "No, no, I promise! I didn't come to steal anything. I just wanted an adventure, to find something that would change our lives." The giantess, her eyes narrowing slightly, studied Jack's face for signs of deception. "You expect us to believe that a little human like you climbed our beanstalk without ill intentions? What could a small creature like you possibly seek in a giant's castle?" Tears welled up in Jack's eyes as he vehemently denied any malicious intent. "I swear, I just wanted something to help my mother and me. I didn't mean to intrude or cause any harm." The giantess remained stoic, contemplating Jack's words. "Well, little boy, you have made your bed, now you will have to lie in it... but not until we've eaten lunch." With a sense of finality, she returned to her cooking, leaving Jack to grapple with the uncertain fate that loomed over him in the colossal kitchen. In a swift and unexpected motion, the male giant lifted Jack off the ground, his powerful grip securing him under the armpits as if he were weightless. Before Jack could fully comprehend the situation, he found himself being carried across the colossal kitchen. The giant approached the high chair Jack had previously observed, and with practiced ease, deposited him into its seat. Startled and caught off guard, Jack's protests were cut short as the giant swiftly secured him in place. Leather reins, skillfully manipulated by the giant's massive hands, fastened Jack tightly to the chair. The wooden tray, previously at the side of the chair, was lifted and locked in front of him, effectively confining him to the small seat. Jack's attempts to resist were futile against the sheer strength of the giant, his struggles met with an unwavering grip. As the giant worked to secure Jack, the giantess turned from her cooking, her eyes softening as she observed Jack's distress. Sensing the need for an explanation, she spoke with a mix of understanding and reassurance. "Given your small size, it wouldn't be safe for you to sit at a normal chair. Besides, you wouldn't be able to reach the table," she explained, her voice carrying a maternal tone. Jack, now restrained in the high chair, felt a mix of helplessness and frustration. The leather restraints secured his upper body, the tray confined him from the front, and his ankles were bound by leather straps that fastened his feet to a bar between the legs of the chair. Despite Jack's attempts to free himself, the giant's careful and efficient restraints left him confined. From his elevated perch in the high chair, Jack surveyed the colossal kitchen with a mixture of fascination and trepidation. The massive table, meticulously laid for two, boasted oversized utensils and plates that could easily accommodate a feast fit for giants. The giantess, engrossed in her culinary task, was preparing a goose of such magnitude that Jack had never imagined. Vegetables of a size he could scarcely fathom surrounded the enormous bird. Despite the circumstances that had led him to this surreal dining scene, the aroma of the cooking food wafting through the air stirred a hunger in Jack that even fear couldn't suppress. Taking a moment to inspect his surroundings, Jack examined the high chair that now confined him. The hard wooden seat supported him, while a thick wooden dowel rose from the seat between his legs, attaching to a rail that encircled the chair from front to back. The tray, to which he was firmly fastened, was affixed to this rail. Leather reins, cunningly secured to the back of the seat, ran over each shoulder and around his waist, converging with a larger oval piece of leather across his middle. Jack realized, to his dismay, that he had very little room for maneuver, and the ankle restraints prevented any hope of escape. In a desperate attempt to free himself, Jack squirmed and kicked, but the restraints held him fast. His voice rose in protest as he implored the giant and giantess to release him from his confining seat. The giantess, turning her attention to Jack, chuckled at his futile struggles. "I think our little guest is getting a little fussy," she remarked to the male giant, a note of amusement in her voice. "It's still 10 minutes until the food is ready. Why don't you get him his baba?" As Jack continued his protests, the male giant disappeared from his field of vision, leaving him anxiously awaiting his return. In a matter of minutes, the giant reappeared, holding what appeared to be a giant-sized baby's dummy. Jack's pleas intensified, the desperation in his eyes begging to be released and allowed to return home down the beanstalk. The male giant, however, chuckled in response, finding amusement in Jack's futile attempts at resistance. With a gentle but firm grip, the giant squeezed Jack's cheeks, eliciting a muffled protest from the small captive. Ignoring Jack's pleas, the giant deftly forced the large rubber teat into his mouth. The teat pressed down on Jack's tongue, filling his mouth and preventing him from articulating his objections. Jack struggled to push the dummy out with his tongue, but before he could react, the giant secured another strap behind his head, holding the teat firmly in place. Now rendered voiceless and restrained, Jack found himself compelled to suckle on the oversized dummy. The rubber teat, an alien presence in his mouth, left him feeling vulnerable and powerless. Immediately following this peculiar act, the giant attached a large blue plastic bib around Jack's neck. Reacting instinctively, Jack attempted to rip it away, but the giant, with a patient demeanor, seized hold of his wrists and secured each of them to yet another set of leather restraints on the arms of the chair. Now firmly confined in the high chair, Jack sat helplessly, unable to move, unable to speak, as he awaited the completion of the giantess's meal preparations. The giant's chuckles resonated in the colossal kitchen, leaving Jack to grapple with his newfound dependence in this bizarre world where his every movement and word were subject to the whims of the towering beings that held him captive. To be continued.......

This story is created for Kasarberang contest if you wish to join just click the link! this is only the start and have a bunch of chapters to come i just hope one person out there enjoys it! Word cound if curious 29,795 Story is 100% complete Chapter 1 A Young girl about 27 years old named ivy stretches after getting dressed, her hair a mess after just getting out of the shower. she grabs a brush and begins to brush her hair walking to her room. Her house was pretty big, she even had her own science lab where she could get into any kinda trouble she wanted. She lived alone and let's just say she's not perfectly sane but she balmes that on high school. Being a so called 'nerd' she was picked on a lot especially by a bully by the name of ash. He was the worst bully at the school. lucky she hasn't seen him since school, who knows she probably wouldn't even recognize him. It sends a shiver down her spine remembering what he made her do. As she thought her grip tightened on her brush before she chucked it at a wall making it smash through the wall and getting stuck half way through. She quickly jumps up and covers her mouth. "oopsie…" She sighs. "come on vy let it go it's been over 10 years learn to let things go…i was the one who lived though it not you." She scoffs at herself. "let it go? like hell! he hurt you I! He made you feel like shit he's the reason we can't sleep at night!" She nods to herself. "I know vy… Sorry didn't mean to make you more angry." She rolls her eyes. "you're like a little sister to me I. Even if we are the same person, I feel like I'm the one who's got to take care of us. And I promise if I ever see this man again, that ass by the name of ash. I'll get your revenge." She giggles. "ass… Ash" She smiles. "you like that one huh?" She nodded “Ya it was cute” She blushed and cleared her throat. "Anyways we need to get to bed, maybe we can get a normal day's worth of sleep." Ivy lays down throwing the cover over herself. "maybe we shouldn't have wasted all our chloroform… We could have used that to get to sleep again." She shivers. "like hell… that reminds me we need to buy more supplies at the store tomorrow." She nods to herself halfway asleep. "damn it I… Stop falling asleep so fast I'm trying to… Thin-" Suddenly ivy falls asleep, Her and her other side. If you didn't know any better they almost seem like two different people in the same body. She has been like this since her accident at school with the bully. Suddenly ivy begins to rock back and forth in her sleep as the nightmares begin. Ivy is being shook awake by her mom. "come on ivy its time school" A 17 year old ivy sits up yawning very cutely in an over sized lab coat she loves to sleep in. Her hair was a mess but she didn't seem to care. She wasn't the best at taking care of herself. "alright mom… any news on if ash got suspended after yesterday?" Her mom sighs and shakes her head. "unfortunately, I don't think so…" Her eyes get big. "what?! But why?! He exploded the toilet with a cherry bomb! How can he not?! I saw him do it and told on him." Her mom frowns. "I know… I don't know how he did it, just ignore him for now. school's almost over and remember if you keep them straight A's me and your dad will help you get that place you wanted really bad with the lab." Ivy jumps up with glee excited and ready to start school. "alright mom! Now leave so I can get dressed, a woman needs her privacy to get ready!" She laughs. "sure I'll see you in like 10 minutes when you get bored of combing your hair and give up in the makeup" Ivy blushes. "it's not my fault… I Could be doing something far more interesting like… Learning 200 digits after pi Instead of 100" Her mom rolls her eyes and leaves. "hmm maybe that's not a great idea. I might need to know something else, heh not like I won't remember it anyways. My memories are the best in the whole country. Shoot, my brains are better than anyone in this whole world!" She takes off her lab coat and has nothing on underneath. The lab coat was basically a night gown for her. She grabs her some panties and a bra putting them on. She grabs some tight black pants and puts them on then a sweater that says 'I love science' on the front and also puts it on. She runs down stairs not worrying about her hair or makeup. "Alright, I'm going to head to school!" Her mom stops her. "no, first you're going to eat breakfast. You skipped supper last night to study. So this morning you will eat." Her stomach growls loud thinking of food. "hmm well I do need something to eat logically. Fine I suppose I can eat." Her father was at the table reading the news on his phone. "we are proud you are so smart ivy, but you also need to remember to take care of yourself." Ivy goes over to the table and sits down, her mom nods. "Your father's, right if you don't who will?" Ivy though for a while. "well you and dad obviously, right?" They both look at each other and sigh. "me and your father won't be here forever ivy…" She says laying some pancakes down on the table and passes them out to everyone. Ivy looks down and sighs and pokes her food with a fork. "i-I know I just… Don't want to think about that…" Her dad speaks up. "you want to live alone in your own house don't you? What about then? Will you remember to eat? Will you remember to care for yourself? Another part of you won't be there to take care of you." She just keeps poking her food looking sad when her mom hugs her. "That doesn't mean we hate you or don't love you… We love you a lot ok? We are so happy you're so smart. But… Taking care of yourself comes first. Can you do that for us? If something were to happen to us we want to know you will be ok? Makes sense?" Ivy nods. "ya… It does I'm sorry. But I'll do better! I promise starting today uhh… Tomorrow ya, Tomorrow! I'll begin to take care of myself better and show you two I can do it alone!" They both smile and her mom kisses her cheek. "that mommy's girl!" Ivy blushes and laughs. "yuck gross!" Both her mom and dad laugh. They all eat their pancakes and ivy heads off to school. She has a pretty normal day at school. A's on every project like normal and not talking to anyone but one thing has been kinda freaking her out ash has been giving her this creepy smile all day. She honestly feels like he's planning to kill her or something. It Finally gets to the end of the school day and ivy goes to her locker and begins to put up her stuff when suddenly ash slams his strong arms into the lockers beside ivy making her jump. "ahh! What the hell?? H-hello ash..." He smirks at her. "heard you were the one to tell on me. Is that correct?" She shakes and backs up against the lockers gulping. "i-I don't know if ‘tell on’ is the correct term…" He punches the lockers again making her jump and tear up. She was scared for her life. "shut the hell up! Now I think revenge is in order." Ivy gulps, shaking more and more. "and I got just the thing for baby's who tell on people." Ivy looked confused. "b-baby…?" He nods. "Ya only baby's tell on the teachers to get someone In trouble! Now-" He grabs her by the arms and drags her to a empty class room and locks the door smirking. Ivy struggled the whole way. "look please! I'm sorry, let me go. I want to go home!" she cried and struggled. Suddenly the guy grabs her by the pants and begins yanking them off and shirt bra then panties she tried to fight but she was nothing compared to him she just cried in fear. Was she about to be raped? Ash smiles. "wow to be so ugly you got kinda a cute body" She blushed and screamed before her screams were stopped by something being rammed in her mouth some kinda gage with a rubber thing in it. She just cried, not even fighting what could she do anyways. But what was in her mouth. "I bought a bunch of stuff for a cry baby tadle tell. Like this gag special made to be like a pacifier so enjoy sucking on your pasi little baby." She was now more embarrassed. She keeps crying till Ash takes his backpack off and pulls out a large diaper with mittions and feet mittions that locks once they are on. there's no way she could do anything with her hands or walk. she shook her head making any noises. "MMM!" She begged and pleaded for him to stop but he forced the mittions on her and locked them the same with the feet ones he lays her down and begins to diaper her she cried during the whole thing a bib was put on her that says big baby. Ash laughs. "there we go a perfect look for a big fucking baby." She laid on the floor and cried. she had given up. "alright I'm leaving, have fun being locked in school till tomorrow. I'm sure once school starts you will be found, maybe even get a diaper change you will probably need it!" He laughs and leaves the room putting something against the door making escape impossible. Ivy layed there embarrassed here she was in a stupidly huge diaper and sucking a pacifier. She didn't have to but right now if she focuses on that it helped her think more logically. She begins to try to get the diaper off looking around for her clothing as well. All gone that ass hole ash must have took them all not only that she couldn't grip anything in these damn mittions she couldn't even stand this was so dumb there's no way she's stuck like this till she's found. She will never live this down. She stayed there crying all night. She was getting tired and cried herself to sleep when she woke up. She let out a whine that this wasn't a dream but worse she didn't wake up because it's morning she had to pee and bad. There was no way she could hold it till school started. It was only a bit past midnight she sat there and bounced trying not to pee. To take her mind off it it worked especially with the pacifier. Well for as long as it could. "MMMMM!!!" She screamed just before she felt the warmth run between her legs and her diaper begin to expand. This is not happening she thought. No way this is so disgusting she couldn't stand the feeling of the wet touching her but she didn't have much of a choice. She Finally begin to fall back asleep. She's soon woken up by the noise of people talking and laughing. She opens her eyes to a class room full of people laughing and talking. She remembers what happened and begins to cry here she is nake from the top up and in a soaked diaper bad enough it was super obvious it was wet being pure white with a yellow stain. Ivy cried till she couldn't no more; she was eventually saved and went home. And there she cried thinking of revenge. "hey… You need help don't you?" She said to herself she nods. "Mhm… I had a horrible time…i want revenge" She wipes the tears from her own eyes. "I know. Call me vy I'm a part of you, your more… Angry side and if you need help I'll be here for you for anything." She sniffs. "thanks vy…" Suddenly an alarm is going off, ivy sits straight up in bed. We are back to present, ivy hits the alarm clock so hard it breaks some. She rubs her face and takes a deep breath. "damn it… Can't we go one night without that God damn dream…" She gets her legs out of bed. "I don't think so...we have had it for over 10 years… I hate reliving it. the embarrassment still kills me… i-i know I don't say this much vy… But if we meet this man again you can take over as long as you need…" She smirks. "heh deal, now let's go eat. you need to take care of yourself" Ivy smiles. "I'm glad I got you here to take care of me vy"