Stork, Chapter 1-7

[littleTomás]

2 hours ago, Bonsai said:

You invested too much effort in describing Eleanor to make her suddenly disappear from the story... right?

The names of the two protagonists are a bit too similar, with all those “e”s and “l-r”s  in them, and that makes it easy to confuse one with the other...

I’m with you. She’s invested too much time into characterizing El just to push her out of the story. She’ll be back.

[kirababy]

a great bit of conflict at this point...so many questions.  agree that it can't be the end of El, can it?  I think the first diaper will be a struggle.

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2 hours ago, Nicole Kolibri said:

I have 3 things on my heart!

 

1.

@all

 

2.

I was as wrong, as only I could be wrong ...
Only with your write style i am right ...
You write so good, your descriptions, your richness of detail is simply beautiful.
BUT
I never saw this turn coming ... Respect
You totally caught me and surprised me too.
I also recognize bbykimmy's handwriting or better a story of her.
I'm curious what will happen next.
Since I'm on again today, of course I readed everything that's there.
And i haven't regretted a moment or thought about wasting time.

Your way of writing and also describing touches me.
I can put myself in El as well as Lorrie.
You write so well that it's easy to do.

you continue to get "Thank you from me" and I continue to follow your story.

 

3.

@littleTomás and @Bonsai
Why does she have to come back and adopt Lorrie?
Wouldn't that put story back on a train track?
I think it's great that the story takes place in a off-road vehicle and there is no clear path.

The surprises are simply the best moments that an author can have ... when the reader cries out, the author has done everything right.

I have already found animals too, that I would have preferred to keep, but I can not go to work and 10-12 hours out of home stay and have animals in the house.
Of course I saw them 2-3 once, but then I went away again, back to my owne life. And I felt my bad too.

When El take Lorrie, what will she doing?
Will she stop her workplace? Lorrie to give in a Daycare is no option. Ellenor knowing what their do it with her in a Daycare.

short way ... El will Lorrie diapered, and love her rest of her life.
or ...  El takeing Lorrie, and sending her back in her world.
A third way would still be ellenor has parents or friends who tick as she is and Lorrie is fine with Ellenors parents or friends when El is on work.
Much more option give it not, when El adopt Lorrie

But in this momment ... all is open, and that is realy great moment.
Lorrie´s Odyssee ...

Thank you so freaking much, omg ?

♥️♥️♥️

[SGTbaby]

That is cold but very exciting and I look forward to the next part!

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57 minutes ago, SGTbaby said:

That is cold but very exciting and I look forward to the next part!

♥️♥️☺️

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I had fun with this Chapter! 

Hope everyone enjoys

 

Chapter 5

 

 

{Eleanor}

 

 Eleanor burst through the double glass doors of the Adoption building; she clasped her hands over her mouth in an attempt to stifle her whimpering.

 

Lorrie's cries were so loud, she could still hear them ever so slightly outside the doors of the building. El doubled over on the staircase, leaking tears on her shiny work pumps; her legs were trembling uncontrollably, and she kept trying to gulp down the lump that had formed in her throat.

 

If what she did was the right thing, why did she regret it so much? Why were Lorelei's screams…so..desperate?? The Little had sounded like someone was about to slaughter her; it was the most frightening thing Eleanor had ever heard.

 

El was glad she didn't see Lorrie's face: the contorted expression of betrayal and utter panic. 

Why did this feel so weird? Lorrie would be in a loving home in no time, she was adorable--I mean, Littles were known to make a fuss when things didn't go their way.

 

But no matter how she tried to justify it, she still felt broken.

 

Eleanor shakily began to make her way to work, forcing herself to move forward and farther away from the Adoption center.

 

When El reached the lobby of her workplace, she carelessly rushed into the women's bathroom and almost ran into another Amazon.

 

As Eleanor briefly looked up at the woman, she recognized her as one of her superiors. The older giantess was adorned in a red pantsuit, with her dark hair slicked back in a severe bun. If El wasn't in such a frazzled state, she would have definitely greeted the woman appropriately.

However, Eleanor uttered a quiet "Sorry.", And attempted to make her way around her as quickly as possible. 

 

The startled giantess took one look at the clammy Eleanor and grimaced in concern; El was pale, sweaty, and out of breath--she genuinely looked sick. The woman silently concluded that that was why Eleanor must have been so late, as she was usually always punctual.

 

“Eleanor, are you alright?” The Amazon inquired; she looked El up and down carefully.

“Yeah..I’m just..Uh, I had a rough morning.” El slipped out hastily, her eyes downcast.

 

“...Well..” The giantess began, “Why don’t you take the rest of the day off? You really don’t look like you feel okay, and I’d hate for you to sit around in misery.” The woman lightly chuckled and gently clapped Eleanor on the shoulder.

 

“Please go home and get some rest, you barely take any sick days anyways--so don’t even worry about it.” --and with that, the woman briskly strode out of the restroom. 

 

El nearly collapsed in relief as soon as the door closed; she then proceeded to rush into the nearest bathroom stall and plop herself onto a toilet seat. Eleanor flung off her heels and began to break down once more.

 

Through her tears, she asked herself the same exact question that she’d been asking ever since she decided to take Lorrie to that damn Adoption center: Why did she feel so horrible?

Eleanor tugged at her hairline in exasperation, she needed to get herself the fuck together..was she really this soft and illogical? 

 

El did what she had to do...and that was that.

 

….Or was it? It was then that the answer slammed into her like a train. Eleanor knew all along that she was being selfish; however, she felt that it was logically reasonable. What was best for her must’ve been best for Lorrie?..Or so El thought. She continuously justified duping Lorrie as it being a win-win situation--But what she failed to realize the whole time..and what she consistently overlooked was the fact that she was scared. 

 

Eleanor feared getting in trouble, feared responsibility, and feared dependence. Seated on the porcelain throne, she realized any decision made out of fear couldn’t be logical. El was attempting to use her reasoning as a shield from any responsibility or accountability; sure, she’d just met Lorrie--therefore she didn’t really owe her anything. But--if she was the superior Amazon she boasted to be, how could she let her feelings get in the way of what was truly best for a Little? 

 

El let out a wavering sigh; Lorrie was scared and lost--and yet she’d made better decisions than her. Lorrie had trusted Eleanor to lead the way and keep her safe, but she’d only further launched the girl into a whirlwind of fear and skepticism. Eleanor reluctantly thought back on Lorelei’s tortured wails. Yep. Those were definitely affirmation that she’d made the wrong decision; logic and selfishness be damned.

 

Well then, how the fuck could she make this right??? Gritting her teeth, El realized that she might not even be able to.

 

{Lorrie}

 

“Put me DOWN, you fucking cake-faced BITCH!” Lorelei wailed and pounded her tiny fists on the receptionist’s arm. 

 

For a split second, an expression of hurt flashed over the receptionist’s face--but only for a split second. Her expression quickly contorted into one of anger as Lorrie shrank back in regret.

 

“Ya know, I THOUGHT you were READY to be calm, but now you’ve made me regret taking out your paci Lorrie.” Lorelei’s eyes widened in horror as the receptionist’s grip on her tightened.

 

“Miss Catherine does NOT tolerate that type of language from such a little girl--those are such hurtful words, Lorrie.” The receptionist (“...Miss Catherine...”) growled out condescendingly. 

 

Hearing “Miss Catherine” talk in first person like that was enough to make Lorrie let out a small giggle. Big mistake.

 

“OH, you think this is FUNNY--Well, you’re about to regret that, just like I’m regretting being nice to you, Hon.” Catherine gave Lorrie a toothy grin as she squeezed her tighter.

 

“I--I didn--” Lorrie attempted to choke out, but it was too late. 

 

They’d almost made it to the back of the building before Lorelei rewarded the receptionist’s lenience with her harsh outburst; they were still in the lobby, surrounded by plenty of people to witness what was about to happen. 

 

Catherine pulled up a nearby chair from the waiting area in the back of the room; grasping Lorrie tightly, she plopped herself down. She then pinned down the struggling Little across her corduroyed lap--Lorrie felt so panicked, she thought she was going to throw up.

 

Next, in one fluid motion, Catherine’s plump hands roughly tugged down her jeans and panties. Lorrie howled in utter shock, “ H-HEY! STOP!!” --but her tiny tushie was already exposed for the whole room to see. 

 

Lorrie’s behind felt cold, but her face was on fire; fresh tears sprang to her brown eyes as humiliation overtook her. Catherine wore the grin of a pure sadist on her face as she drew her arm back high in the air; Lorelei concluded the embarrassment was going the be the part of this punishment that stung the most.

 

She was wrong.

 

Catherine brought her giant pale palm down on Lorrie’s plump brown tush; as soon as the connection was made Lorrie began to yelp uncontrollably and kick her legs about. But it barely phased the demonic giantess, it was like the Little wasn’t even moving.

 

“This...IS...what...YOU..GET..WHEN..YOU..ARE..NAUGHTY!!” Each of Catherine’s words were punctuated by a smack on Lorelei’s tushie; it hadn’t even been ten smacks in and Lorrie was already blubbering for mercy.

 

“Please!!..I---MISS CATHERINE! I’m SORRY...I’m SORRY!!! I’ll be GOOD, I’ll be GOOD…” The numerous onlookers in the lobby tossed over occasional glances of approval. 

 

Lorrie flailed her soft little legs as Miss Catherine went to town on her bottom; the Little’s cries became more and more juvenile the longer the spanking persisted.

It was only when the Amazon’s hand became tired and red that she stopped, but even after she ceased Lorrie continued to chant to herself: “...I’ll be good...I’ll be good..”

 

As Catherine turned the Little upright on her lap, she bent down and tossed the tiny pair of jeans and panties into a nearby trashcan. Her bruised ego soothed, the receptionist was ready to give Lorrie a much needed dose of affection.

 

The giantess pressed the sniffling Lorrie to her bosom, “Aw, there there Sweetie, Miss Catherine’s got you. Did you learn your lesson, hmm?”

 

Not trusting herself to speak, Lorrie nodded up and down, subconsciously rubbing her cheek against the soft fabric of Catherine’s shirt.

Lorelei forgot she was pantsless, and she forgot about her betrayal as the unbearable embarrassment set in.....adding to the sting of her butt. Even though Catherine was an insufferable bitch, she further hid her face in her bosom, wishing she could disappear.

 

“Awww, well now that you’ve learned your lesson--we can get you all checked in and taken care of.” Catherine stood up, refreshed. 

 

She held Lorrie, cradling her bare bottom as she continued her walk to the back of the Lobby, and through the door. The Amazon casually popped the pacifier back into Lorrie’s mouth, inflating it only slightly. Lorelei didn’t struggle at all, as she knew not to. The Little felt broken and terrible, she wondered where “Miss Catherine” was taking her to.

 

As they stepped through the back door, they entered a long corridor. Like all of the building thus far, the wallpaper of the hallway was a washed out, tired blue--which only contributed to Lorrie’s declining attitude. They stepped through one of the doors in the hallway, into what seemed to be a Doctor’s office/ exam room….of a pediatric center.

The wallpaper of the office was striped with pastel pinks, blues, yellows, and greens, and the trim of the wallpaper was also adorned with multiple jolly cartoon animals.

Within the exam room, there was also plain white exam table. It was crib-like, and had bars on all sides, which any Little would have trouble getting over. It also had drawers, similar to a normal exam table. There were also some plain white cabinets, covered with animal stickers, a scale (which was more like a baby scale), some plush toys, and measurements painted on the wall. (Lorrie was assuming this was to measure height.)

 

Catherine hoisted Lorrie onto the exam table and drew up the bars with a click. 

“The nurse or Doctor should be in soon to take care of you Lorrie, I don’t have to stay with you in here do I? Are you going to be a good girl?” The Amazon snarkily questioned, her hands on her hips.

 

Lorelei hurriedly nodded her head up and down, scared of what Catherine might do.

 

“Hmmm…” The receptionist tapped her finger on her chin in a thinking manner, “Since you gave me so much trouble earlier, I might want to put the restraints on, just in case.” Catherine moved towards the drawers under the exam table, rummaging around. 

 

Lorrie’s eyes bugged out of her head--she stood up on her knees and held the bars: “Mhhmphhh! Mhhmmphh!”, she began to protest. 

 

“Oh now, c’mon, its not going to be that bad.” The receptionist rolled her eyes as she pulled out a light blue pair of baby mittens, (albeit, they looked a little odd to Lorrie), a pee-pee pad (What? Lorrie wasn’t a dog...), and some soft fabric leg cuffs, which were a matching blue.

 

Lorrie shrank back on the table as the giantess approached.

 

“C’mon, we don’t want a repeat of what happened back there in the lobby..be a good girl.” Catherine tried reassuringly.

 

Lorrie wanted to fight, she did so bad. But there was only so much in one day she could take.

The Little stopped backing up and sat down on the cushy liner of the table compliantly. 

 

“Atta Girl”, The Amazon smiled and effortlessly tugged Lorrie up by her armpits a few inches so that she could place the pee pad under her. Lorrie softly grunted as the woman set her back down. Catherine then slipped the little mittens over Lorelei’s hands.

 

Lorrie was confused at how thick the mittens were... But at least they were soft. Catherine then hastily tied the drawstrings sticking out of the mitts, securing the infantile gloves around Lorrie’s wrists.

The receptionist turned her back for a brief moment to ready the leg cuffs.

The Little decided to test the strength of the mittens, trying to wiggle her hands out….except...What the heck? The more she wiggled her hands and wrists around, the tighter the mittens got, it was like a Chinese finger trap. In those few seconds, the drawstrings had cut into Lorrie’s wrists so tight, that she was starting to whimper...and even shed a few tears.

 

Catherine turned back to the Little, ready with the leg restraints when she noticed her pained expression. The Amazon clucked her tongue disapprovingly, “Silly girl....the medical grade stuff is nice, isn’t it?” 

 

Chuckling, she strode over and quickly re-tied the drawstrings. “These mittens were specifically made to discourage disobedience, in addition to doing their normal job. I wouldn’t try that again if I were you Honey.” 

 

Lorelei huffed to herself, absentmindedly sucking on her pacifier...they really thought of everything here, huh?

 

Catherine busied herself, cuffing the soft restraints to Lorrie’s ankles, and then to the bars of the exam table. 

 

“There!” The giantess exclaimed, dusting her palms together. 

“All comfy and cozy!” Lorrie glared at the woman with as much sarcasm as she could muster.

 

“That attitude is going to get you in trouble young lady.” Catherine sighed and tugged on the restraints one last time, testing them.

 

“Alright, I’m going to go notify the nurse that you’re ready and finish some of your enrollment paperwork. Be good, you little Booger.” She giggled to herself, as if it was a funny joke and walked out of the exam room, leaving the door a bit ajar.

 

Lorrie nearly rolled her eyes to her brain, “...’ tHAt ATTiTude iS gOing to Get you iN TrOuble YouNG LaDy’..” she said, mocking Catherine silently in her head.

 

What was up with all the Lady Amazons being total bitches here?

Lorrie allowed the bitter thoughts to run through her mind while nursing her pacifier. What? No...stop..stop. Lorelei willed herself to stop sucking at the fake rubber nipple. She was not a baby.

 

Even though she wasn't a baby, unfortunately, she was laying in a crib (close enough) and almost naked as the day she was born. Lorrie attempted to pull her legs together, futilely trying to hide her privates...but she couldn’t. 

 

Damn Eleanor. Damn Catherine, Fuck it all.

 

The Little sighed, resigning herself to waiting in misery. Lorrie lay on the exam table: hands clad in oversized mittens, a dummy forced in her mouth, and her sweater barely covering her puffy parts--

Waiting for her next torturer. 

 

[SGTbaby]

Love the lightbulb going off for El and how Lorrie is in for an unforgettable experience 

[littleTomás]

15 minutes ago, SGTbaby said:

Love the lightbulb going off for El and how Lorrie is in for an unforgettable experience 

Agreed! Great Chapter as well. I love the split perspective. It's making the story much more interesting.

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40 minutes ago, SGTbaby said:

Love the lightbulb going off for El and how Lorrie is in for an unforgettable experience 

 :)) 

31 minutes ago, littleTomás said:

Agreed! Great Chapter as well. I love the split perspective. It's making the story much more interesting.

Yay!! Thank you! ♥️

[kirababy]

well done this chapter is.  nice character development and viewpoints

[BabySofia]

Hope El can still adopt her... she may find Lorrie a completely broken person by the time she can... 

[Panther Cub]

OOOH!

I just found this story, and now I find myself hooked to yet another one!

[Cya]

I think it's inevitable that El ends up with Lorrie, but what happens between than and now is definitely going to be interesting. 

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Oh Goodness, this ones a doozy--Enjoy you guys lol

 

Chapter 6

 

 

The bang of the door slamming shut startled Lorrie awake from her accidental nap; the Little attempted to hastily wipe the drool that ran down her chin with a mittened hand.

 

Did she really fall asleep in this place? Ugh, she honestly had to get that under control; ever since early High School, Lorelei could practically take a nap anywhere, at any time--it was both a blessing and a curse. Within these circumstances, it was particularly annoying, seeing how she was fighting to stay vigilant and in control.

 

The sheer amount of stress she was under wasn’t helpful either; Lorrie was exhausted.How much time had passed? An hour?--Maybe a couple?? There was no clock in the office that she could see.

 

She groggily looked around--and as soon as she laid her eyes on the Amazonian Doctor and Nurse poised at the entrance, she began huffing and tugging her legs against the restraints. Both the tall male doctor and his pretty nurse paid her no mind as Lorrie struggled; they were casually looking over some documents layered on a clipboard while chattering away.

 

The Doctor was dressed in an olive green cardigan and a dress shirt; his stethoscope was loosely looped over his neck, and Lorrie noticed that the diaphragm of his stethoscope was abnormally small--going by Amazon scale, that is. 

The male giant was also considerably taller than all the gargantuan women Lorelei had come into contact with thus far--which made him way more intimidating, in her opinion. The Little gazed over his salt and pepper hair and his matching facial hair; the Doctor actually looked pretty kind.

 

However, Lorelei knew that the chances of him being legitimately nice were very slim--considering the fact that all the people that lived in this dimension seemed to be insane.

 

Lorrie quickly let her eyes roam over his Nurse. The giantess was dressed in teal scrubs, with friendly cartoon puppies printed all over the top and pants. Her brunette hair was tied up in a medium ponytail which fell in soft ringlets down her back; surprisingly, the Nurse also looked nice.

 

Nevertheless, *again*, she thought that about Ellie too--and look where that got her.

Against her better judgement, Lorrie gently suckled her pacifier and ceased her wiggling; she decided that struggling wasn’t going to get her anywhere productive--and if she actually wanted to escape, she would have to wait for a good opportunity. 

 

So, she sunk into the lining of the exam table and waited for the pair of Amazons to approach her--after all, Lorrie was guessing they were only gonna give her a quick check-up...how bad could it be?

 

The Doctor slowly lowered the papers back down onto his clipboard and smiled at his Nurse, then down at Lorrie.

 

“Hello there Lorrie! I’m Doctor Daniels, and I’ll be making sure you’re all taken care of today!--How does that sound?”, He strode over to the side of the exam table, beginning to rummage through the drawers.

 

The Little stared up at him indignantly, wondering if he actually expected her to answer that question with a giant pacifier in her mouth. She then glanced back down at herself, once again realizing she was half naked--she had forgotten for awhile.

 

Stealthily, Lorrie managed to somewhat squeeze her thighs together; the gesture barely hid her privates, but at least it was something. 

 

As Dr. Daniels pulled out numerous tools from the drawer, he began chattering again.

“..This is Nurse Sam..”, He said, gesturing to the giant woman behind him.

 

“She is going to be my very special helper today, okay?..Sam doesn’t bite, so you have nothing to be scared of, Sweet Pea.”, The Doctor smiled reassuringly as he began to squeeze on a pair of latex gloves. 

 

Lorrie briefly looked at Sam; there she stood, waiting dutifully for Dr. Daniel’s instructions. 

The Little was legitimately beginning to get tired of the baby talk the Doctor was subjecting her to, but Lorrie couldn’t do anything except tough it out.

 

As Dr. Daniel started to draw down the exam table bars, Lorrie squinted at him with as much dissatisfaction as she could muster up...with a pacifier in her mouth.

 

“Okay Miss Grumpypants...” He chuckled, pulling the gloves snug on his massive hands.

 

“We’re gonna check your eyes, mouth, ears and nose first--and then listen to your heartbeat.”, Dr. Daniels said, smiling warmly.

 

He turned back to Sam, “Samantha, would you get my tools ready in order, please?”, Dr. Daniels quickly slipped off the Little’s mittens and undid her restraints. Then,dusting off his hands, he lifted the Little up by her armpits, setting her back down upright on her bottom.

 

Lorrie decided she was going to try to comply to the best of her ability, because she really didn’t want to be punished; however, if they tried something absurd or too invasive, she *would* protect herself. I mean, she could also just give Dr. Daniels any health information he needed??--Not that he had any reason to listen...but Lorrie could still make an attempt if things got too frisky.

 

The Doctor pressed the button on the shield of Lorrie’s pacifier, deflating the bulb and allowing her to relax her jaw. Dr. Daniels then tenderly slipped the pacifier out of the Little’s mouth, giving her a small smile; Lorrie looked down, her face beginning to tingle. She hated being this vulnerable and nearly naked in front of a man that was practically twice her age..

 

Then without hesitation, the Amazon attempted to pull off Lorrie’s pink sweater. The girl let out a small yelp, and held on to it in surprise--trying to cover her chest with the bunched up fabric.

 

“Sweetie, I’m going to have to give you a full exam; there is nothing to be embarrassed about, please let go.” The Doctor gently tugged the sweater away, handing it to Nurse Sam.

Samantha then casually tossed Lorrie’s sweater into the garbage stowed within one of the drawers.

“--Hey!! I really liked that sweater--”, Lorelei started to protest, wiggling about. 

Sam gave the Little a sweet smile; Littles were so naive when they first came here, it was so cute.

 

“Don’t worry, me and Doctor Daniels will give you some way more age appropriate things--so you can be comfortable here, Honey.” 

 

Lorrie nodded her head solemnly, covering her breasts and looking down. This was the shittiest day of her life. 

“Sam, hand me my otoscope, will you?” The Doctor held out his outstretched hand. He then clicked on the light and brought it closer to the Little’s face.

 

“Say ‘ahhhh’ Lorrie, open as big as a Lion!”, Lorrie rolled her eyes and halfheartedly dropped her jaw. Dr. Daniels lowered his tool.

 

“C’mon Sweetie, my old eyes can barely see anything--you gotta open up wider than that!” The Amazon sighed, feigning disappointment. The Doctor then gave Lorrie a mischievous look, the Little started to shrink back in fear--but it was too late. Dr. Daniels abruptly started to tickle Lorrie’s soft tiny tummy, she gasped in shock, starting to giggle uncontrollably.

 

“S-Stop please..I--” And as soon as Lorrie opened her mouth wide enough, the Doctor shined the light into her mouth, getting a closer look. The frazzled Lorrie had let one of her breasts slip free from the protection of her hand, and she was panting quite feverishly.

 

Stupid Doctor, she hated being tickled; but Lorelei couldn’t deny that what he did was pretty smart.

 

The giant looked around in her mouth for a couple of seconds, proceeded to move on to her eyes and nose. After that, the Doctor placed the buds of his stethoscope into his ears, and softly removed Lorrie’s remaining hand from her chest.

 

Fuck. Lorelei looked away from Dr.Daniels, and anywhere but at the Amazon’s two faces while he listened to her heartbeat; the stethoscope was very chilly and it was causing...unwanted effects when it came to her small nipples. Lorrie’s face burned in embarrassment, however, Doctor Daniels seemed not to notice.

 

When the Doctor declared everything all clear, he then asked Nurse Sam for his thermometer and….lubrication?

 

Why would he need--oh. Oh no. Lorrie’s eyes grew wide with panic as her eyes darted to the tube of lube that Samantha passed to the Doctor. 

 

“L-Look, uh theres no reason why we can’t just u-use a normal one...right?” Lorelei muttered out in a small voice. Dr. Daniels looked at her in confusion.

“Lorrie, Honey, This is the normal method we use for Littles...I’m not sure what you mean. If you’re scared, you can hold Nurse Sammie’s hand--but this is the way to get the most accurate temperature.” The Doctor said as he flipped the top on the lube, and squirted out a generous amount on his latexed fingers.

 

No. No way. A rectal thermometer??Seriously?? Lorrie considered this absurd….and invasive. So as the Doctor attempted to scoop her up and position her on all fours, Lorrie tried to frantically crawl away to the corner of the exam table.

 

“Now Lorrie, C’mon…” Dr. Daniels began to pull her back into place as she fought back tears.

 

No! No! She wouldn’t do it! Lorrie wiggled out of the Doctor’s grip several times before he threw a stern glance over his shoulder at Nurse Sam. 

 

By then, Lorelei was huffing and panting--her cheeks streaked with a few tears. She crawled her way to the corner of the exam table and balled herself up, hugging her knees. Lorrie had no idea what they had in store for her, but she sure hoped they were getting a regular fucking thermometer--because she wasn’t moving unless Nurse “Sammie” procured one.

 

Dr. Daniels allowed Lorrie to stay in the corner for a couple of minutes while he watched Samantha occupy herself with something over at one of the white cabinets. When Nurse Sam was done, she brought a metal tray over to the Doctor; the tray contained a syringe, a vial, some cottonballs, and a pink bandaid. 

 

As the Amazon set the tray down on the exam table and Lorrie saw its contents, she began to hyperventilate and cry profusely. She hated shots!--And needles...fuck that.

 

“No no no,I-I’ll be good---I’m sorry..please no shots!..” Lorrie adamantly shook her head, tears dripping down her chin. Dr.Daniels shot her a look of disapproval as he picked up the syringe.

 

“Honey, you had your chance...and me and Nurse Sam don’t want to struggle with you or continue to stress you out. This is just a little something to make you more calm--it’ll make you feel ten times better, I promise.” The Amazon said smiling.

 

Lorrie continued to shake her head in protest as the Doctor spritzed a small amount of the liquid out of the needle, readying the proper dosage. He began to move closer to the Little.

 

“N-NO...D-Don’t..don’t come any closer!” She squealed and cried.

 

The giant man briefly lowered the syringe, “Lorrie, Sweetie, if you take this without a fuss--Nurse Sammie will get you a special treat later, How does that sound?” Dr. Daniels said beaming.

 

Lorelei balled her fists…” I DON’T WANT A DAMN TREAT!”, she screamed, pounding her little hands on the table.

 

“I DON’T EVEN WANT TO BE HERE…!! AND NOW...Now, NOW THIS??!” 

 

Dr. Daniels looked over his shoulder and nodded at Nurse Sam; the giantess immediately strolled over and began to reach for Lorrie in the corner. Lorelei fought back, attempting to bite the Nurse’s fingers through heavy sobs--but eventually Samatha was able to curl her arm around the Little’s tummy, keeping her on all fours for the shot. 

 

As the Nurse firmly held her, Lorrie began wailing at the top of her lungs, working herself into a full-blown tantrum--she screamed and screamed, her asthma beginning to flare up. It was only when she was gasping for air that she’d stopped wiggling enough for the Doctor to administer the shot.

 

“Okay, Ready Sam?...Hold her tight..she worked herself up into an asthma attack ..it seems like? We have to make sure we document that in her file, but this should clear it right up.” Dr. Daniels moved closer to Lorrie’s tushie with the outstretched needle.

 

“One...two..Three--small pinch!”, And with that, the Doctor stuck the needle into her bottom and pushed down on the plunger. Lorrie’s eyes went wide for a second, and immediately after she opened her mouth to scream--her impulse to do so instantly fizzled out.

 

As Nurse Sam held her, Lorrie’s eyes began to grow heavy--and she felt very odd? 

She felt warm and tingly, and her taut muscles began to relax as her wheezing subsided.

Lorrie felt amazing..she felt herself nuzzle in closer to the Nurse as she fought the urge to slide her thumb into her mouth.

 

No..No..she didn’t want to give into...into whatever *this* was...but she felt so limp? So calm?...And so so relaxed. Lorrie wanted to be near Nurse Sam, she was warm and smelled good, but more than anything, Lorelei wanted to curl up with that godforsaken pacifier and take a nap. 

 

Lorrie vaguely felt Dr. Daniel dabbing her tushie with a cotton ball before plastering on the bandaid from the tray.

 

“There. Now was that so bad?” The Doctor chuckled, giving Nurse Sam the cue to release the Little. Lorrie nearly fell on her face, she was so sleepy--it was hard for her to stay balanced on all fours. Her upper body slowly slid forward, until her back was at a dramatic slope, and her bottom was straight up in the air.

 

Dr. Daniels quickly grabbed Lorrie’s abandoned pacifier and slid it into her mouth; the Little began to suck at it without hesitation. The Nurse also tossed the Doctor one of the plush toys from the corner of the room: a stuffed rabbit; Dr. Daniels caught it and tucked it underneath one of Lorrie’s arms--she lazily began to snuggle it.

 

Everything was soft and warm, and Lorrie was content. Dr.Daniels began to readminster the lube onto his gloved fingers in preparation for taking the Little’s temperature. He then grabbed the thermometer and gently parted the soft cheeks of Lorrie's bottom, spreading some of the lube around her tiny puckered hole--he then slowly began to push in the thermometer.

 

Lorelei weakly groaned at the intrusion. She knew this was wrong, she wanted to do something about it--but all she could do was suckle and sniffle as Nurse Sam approached to comfort her.

Samantha stroked Lorrie’s back as Dr. Daniels slowly withdrew the thermometer to look at the Little’s temperature. 

 

The Doctor found her temperature to be normal and began to pull off his gloves to replace them.

“Sam, please get her ready for the scale--” Dr. Daniels said, slipping on a pair of fresh latex gloves.

 

The Nurse hoisted Lorrie up on her waist, cuddling the Little and cooing at her occasionally. Lorrie felt her face heat up with embarrassment as she wished she could hide away; however, instead of hiding, Lorrie found herself contentedly nursing her pacifier and trying to play with the Nurse’s ponytail.

 

Samatha liked the little girl much better this way: content and adorable; A little mixture benzodiazepines and regression formula could go a long way. The Nurse then set the Little down into the scale as Dr. Daniels requested; the Doctor toggled with the scale, Lorelei’s heavy eyelids sliding down further and further. 

 

Nurse Sam and the Doctor sounded very far away to Lorrie, she could only assume they had written down her weight on the clipboard before propping her up against the wall to measure her height.

 

“Ah, 4’7--a perfect height for a Little!”, Dr.Daniels exclaimed, eyeing where Lorrie’s head met the painted tick mark on the wall.

 

4’7? ...Lorelei tried to think through the haze--she could’ve sworn she was taller than that??...It must be this dimension, it twists everything around…

 

After Nurse Sam and Doctor Daniels had properly documented her height, the Little was scooped into the giantess’s arms once more. Samantha began to lightly bounce the girl on her hip while the Doctor readied his materials for the next steps of the exam.

 

With the Nurse’s bouncing, Lorrie started to feel a small nagging sensation, she couldn’t quite place it..but it definitely felt uncomfortable. The girl squirmed in the Nurse’s arms, beginning to whimper.... as a small patch of wetness began to form on Samantha’s scrubs.

 

“O-Oh!” The Nurse exclaimed in surprise; the stream of pee continued to drip down the front of the Amazon’s shirt as she struggled to place Lorrie back on to the exam table. With her bottom firmly seated on the soft pee pad, Lorelei continued to absentmindedly wet herself on the table.

 

“H-Hey! I knew we shouldn’t have let her go this long without a diaper!” Nurse Sam sighed in exasperation, trying to pull the clingy fabric away from her skin. Dr. Daniels spun around from the counter in surprise.

 

“It's that damn regression formula, so fast acting--we should’ve been more quick about weighing her and such.” The Doctor shook his head.

 

Lorrie only realized she had wet herself when she heard the light irritation within the Amazon’s voices; deep down--she was shocked and utterly repulsed, however, currently she felt frantic at the idea of upsetting them. The small amount of disapproval they expressed was too much for her, and Lorrie began to cry--stretching out her arms towards the Doctor.

 

“Aw, Honey--Go change your shirt Samantha, and I’ll continue getting things ready here--including her diaper...the poor thing.” Dr. Daniels walked over to the crying Little on the table and hastily picked her up, giving her a couple pats on the back.

 

Nurse Sam hurriedly walked out of the office while the Doctor took care to not get any pee on his clothing. Lorelei absentmindedly clutched at Dr. Daniels sweater as he spoke to her in hushed tones.

 

“You’re doing so good with your exam Lorrie--I’m sure you’ll get adopted in no time!...We’ll get you nice and wrapped up in a diapie…” The Amazon lightly patted her on the bottom, Lorrie fought to register and pay attention to his words.

 

Diaper??...She tried to feel disgusted...she tried to feel anything..but she just couldn’t.

 

“--Whew, I bet you’re gonna have a doozy learning how to use it--regression medications make it easier for Littles to..well, ditch their inhibitions, so to speak. --But the shot I gave to you was only temporary..you seemed to be struggling a great deal…” Dr. Daniels muttered to himself.

 

Lorelei honestly had no clue what he was saying. She just wanted to be held; so, she nuzzled in closer to the Doctor’s chest and let herself suckle on her pacifier some more.

[littleTomás]

Love that chapter! That shot scene was very well done. I can’t wait for the next chapter.

[Little Andrea]

Excellent chapter!

[kirababy]

nice, always good to see additional work on this story

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8 hours ago, littleTomás said:

Love that chapter! That shot scene was very well done. I can’t wait for the next chapter.

Thank you! ☺️

7 hours ago, Little Andrea said:

Excellent chapter!

Thank you much! :)))

[Panther Cub]

I can't wait for the next chapter!

[SGTbaby]

Such fun adventures! 

[smushtum]

More details and tidbits! Stuff is coming together, 

Hope everyone enjoys

Chapter 7

 

 

{Reece} 

 

Reece slammed the door to her apartment as she threw her keys on to the nearby lampside table; work had kicked her ass today.

 

She brushed her short blonde hair out of her face and strode into the kitchen to look in the fridge; to be fair, she didn't know what she was expecting. Reece flung open the fridge to be greeted by cold air and Chinese food leftovers.

 

She sighed, and slowly closed the fridge. If you asked her, Reece would be the first to admit she needed to take better care of herself.

--But, she'd also counter that by saying that she didn't need much to be happy anyways. Which...was fairly true when it came to the Amazon. 

 

Reece wasn't picky or very particular about anything; she had passions very dear to her..but otherwise, she never made a major fuss and was (mostly) content with her life. She loved to garden and had plenty of indoor plants as well; Reece was also a huge fan of animals--having had her fair share of pets.

 

Unfortunately, Reece was seriously grieving the recent death of her cat Pickles. Work, and life in general was harder for her to deal without being able to come home to her doting companion.

 

To the observer, it was clear that Reece *needed* to nurture something, or someone to feel complete. Case in point, for the giantess--it was much easier to eat healthier when she was doing it with someone, and trying to set a decent example.

 

 Reece had bought Pickles the best quality food she could afford on her salary, and even then, she still made the conscious effort to switch up the cat's diet and include fresh meats when possible. Pickles and Reece would often eat together; the giant woman sitting at her breakfast nook with a homecooked meal--and her cat's fuzzy head deep in her bowl by her side.

 

For her, improving was easier when you were trying to help someone else improve; Reece had gradually let her diet worsen since the day Pickles passed. 

The Amazon had barely gone outside, except to work. It was pretty sad for her, as Reece was usually very active: Taking Pickles on walks in her harness, letting Pickles be with her outside as she gardened, and taking her to the park multiple times a week.

 

Even as a child, Reece had the same caring tendencies; unfortunately, it tended to come out as bossiness when she was younger and around other children. However, as Reece matured, her nurturing disposition blossomed into a beautiful thing.

 

As a teen, the Amazon loved to babysit and petsit. She'd babysit Littles, Amazonian children, and of course--pets. (Although the Littles happened to be her favorite.) In her teenage years, and even now, Reece was a bookworm; she would make sure she properly knew how to care for anything before she even attempted to. She'd read plenty of books on Littles, and got her babysitter certification.

 

However she acknowledged that, no matter who or what you were caring for, nothing would ever turn out well unless you had the finesse, and the passion for what your were doing. Reece was understanding and flexible, without being a pushover--she knew when to put her foot down.

 

---And measuring in at 10'2, (even in late highschool), every Little and child knew not to test her. 

 

Still reminiscing about her babysitting days, she trudged over to the couch, and popped her dress shoes off. Reece honestly preferred a more plain and gender neutral style; she had her honey blonde hair cut into a short pixie cut, she was lanky, but still feminine with her subtle curves--and she preferred to wear dress suits to work.

 

Occasionally the suits she wore were women's dress suits, but other times, she'd find a snazzy men's one at some second hand shop. Outside of work, she always wore jeans and tees; Reece kept it casual.

 

The Amazon grabbed her T.V remote from her little coffee table and prepared to flick on the television for some much needed mindless entertainment. Yet, somehow after sifting through multiple channels, something drew her to the local news.

 

She laid back on her couch, picking at a stray thread on her dress shirt. Reece wasn't really paying attention until she heard the reporter announce something that startled her.

 

"This is breaking news, citizens of Parva Ischea City, we have been notified by the Amazonian authorities that at approximately 3:23 a.m today, a rift temporarily opened up in our dimension."

 

"..There is no immediate danger associated with this rift, however it has allowed some Littles to unknowingly trickle into our dimension around the city and surrounding districts. Authorities are trying to pinpoint the location of said rift, and are working to neutralize future interdimensional instabilities."

 

Reece cocked her head, her eyes wide--

 

"--So, Amazons and citizens of Parva Ischea and the surrounding districts, authorities are urging for you to please stay vigilant for any unattended Littles. At a glance, these Littles might look akin to the average Portal Little. However, these individuals will most likely look frazzled and confused; they may possibly be hurt as well."

 

By then, Reece was fully absorbed in the Television.

 

The Reporter continued, "...Therefore, it is imperative that you contact the authorities, or bring any lost or unattended Littles lacking identification to a Orphanage/Adoption Center in your district. We are also getting news that due to the large influx of Littles, Orphanages and Adoption Centers are accepting temporary volunteers." 

 

Reece hadn’t realized she’d been holding her breath until she let out a heavy sigh; she honestly felt bad for the lost Littles, the poor things. As the reporter mumbled on about the numerous numbers and resources to contact, an impulsive idea popped into Reece’s head. 

 

….She could volunteer?...Couldn’t she? Provided that she wasn’t swamped with work tomorrow, she could hit the nearest Orphanage after she got off. Reece pondered the idea; she supposed it would be beneficial to get out and actually do something, … maybe it’d also take her mind off of Pickles.

 

Reece missed babysitting, she missed Pickles, and she missed being needed. The giantess was 31, but thus far she couldn’t find anyone she wanted to settle down or *be* with; she wanted the dependency and intimacy without the complexity--that was the reason she liked plants, pets, and babies so much. Of course Reece knew Littles could be complicated, and that was something she enjoyed.

 

--But ultimately, Littles knew that they had to be dependent on Amazons, even if they didn’t want to. Reece understood that this dimension wasn’t catered towards Littles; it was big, scary, and unfair, and because of that, Reece wanted to be someone that they could depend on.

 

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{Lorrie} 

 

Lorrie faded in and out of alertness as the Doctor spoke to her; it had actually been about 5 minutes since Nurse Sam returned to the room, but the Little didn’t seem to notice. Dr.Daniels was still carefully cradling Lorrie, as Samantha went to retrieve the diaper and supplies that he’d set out on the counter in her absence.

 

“Okay Lorrie, down ya go..” The Doctor said softly as he made a move to put her back down on the exam table. Lorelei whimpered in protest, she was confused--why was she moved??

 

Dr. Daniels brushed his gloved hands together, “Ah, I know kiddo--but the sooner we get this on you, the smoother everything'll go.”

 

With the cushy diaper and supplies lined up near the Doctor by the exam table, him and Nurse Sam were all ready to go. Samantha stepped up by Dr. Daniels and the loopy Lorrie, ready to assist where needed. 

 

Firstly, the Doctor went for the box of wipes, withdrawing some, he gently lifted up the Little’s legs from the table, exposing her moist bottom.

 

“Sam, will you get that diaper ready for me please?” The Nurse nodded in approval, her shiny ponytail bobbing up and down. The diaper had four tapes and was colored a pale pink; Samantha unfurled it, and began to prep it for Lorrie’s tushie. Like everything in the office, even the baby powder Nurse Sam sprinkled into the diaper was medical grade; the baby powder contained a number of weak pheromones that helped to calm fussy Littles. Additionally, the scent of the powder consisted of Chamomile and Lavender.

 

After Dr. Daniels finished wiping Lorrie’s bottom and more sensitive parts, he nodded at Sam, signaling the Little’s skin was ready for additional baby powder. Samantha moved forward and began to coat Lorelei’s diaper area with the powder; the stark contrast of the powder against the Little’s skin was quite helpful--the Nurse made sure every bit of exposed flesh had a fine dusting. Wiping the powder off of her new beige top, she twisted the lid to the powder closed.

 

Next, Samantha handed over the open diaper to Dr. Daniels. Softly lifting Lorrie up by her ankles once more, he wiggled the puffy diaper underneath the Little’s bottom. 

 

Lorrie lightly began to stir; she felt something under her butt--and she didn’t like it at all. She felt like she was starting to become a tad bit more aware of her surroundings, the shot they gave her must be wearing off. Groaning, Lorrie began to swat at the Doctors hands.

 

It had been a solid 45 minutes since Lorelei had received her shot, so it was plausible that it would begin to wear off now. Acknowledging Lorrie’s fussing, the Doctor hastily pointed to the box sitting on the counter. Nurse Sam quickly grabbed it and handed it to Dr. Daniels. Samantha was getting nervous, the shot was supposed to last 45 minutes to an hour; Lorrie was particularly cranky when unmedicated, so she prayed that they could get the last step done pretty fast.

 

Rattling the small box, the Amazon quickly retrieved a tiny glycerin suppository from the interior.

“Sam..her legs please.”

The Nurse swept the Little’s legs up, and gently bent her knees, bringing her legs to her chest. With Lorrie’s bottom exposed, Dr. Daniels slowly wiggled his latexed pinkie finger into her bumhole in an effort to loosen her up; Lorelei scrunched her face up in discomfort and weakly tried to kick out. Sensing her movement, Sam applied more pressure to the girl’s bent legs to keep her from moving. 

 

Dr. Daniels swiftly withdrew his pinkie, rapidly following it up with the suppository. The Amazon pushed the cold intruder in as far as it would go. Lorrie’s eyes popped open as she let out a strangled squeak--

 

“..N-Noo...Hey!!” She tried to say, muffled by her pacifier--but it was too late. The Doctor was already taping up her diaper, pulling it in snug against the Little’s waist. Lorrie’s eyes squeezed out a few tears, wiggling at the discomfort of the lump lodged in her rectum. The Nurse lightly stroked Lorrie’s tiny cheek, shushing her--even as the Little’s face burned in embarrassment. 

 

“There! The hard part is all Done!”, Dr. Daniels beamed, grabbing a pair of clear plastic panties from the counter.

 

“Wha..What did you put--” The Little slurred out behind her pacifier, drooling a tad. Nurse Sam bent down and wiped away the moisture with her thumb.

 

“Nothing to worry about Sweetie...just a little something to help you go to the potty.” The giantess said, smiling reassuringly.

 

It was in that very moment, Lorrie completely registered the diaper taped around her hips--and was able to fully realize the situation she was about to be faced with.

 

“Oh shit.”, She whispered to herself behind the pacifier.

[Cya]

Another challenger has emerged for the battle for Lorrie!

Also, it's a shame that this region is such a backwater. If only they hand machines to help them process all these Littles. Also, and this is something that really made me think, if the Amazons know that a portal/rift brought in all of these people, shouldn't they be treating these new lost Littles like Portal Littles instead of native Littles? Seems like a diplomatic conflict may arise between this country and nations who hold Littles in a higher regard. 

[Panther Cub]

Woah, yet another twist down this here rabbit hole! I was so excited to see there was a new chapter! Can't wait to see what happens next!

[kirababy]

slowly building towards something...or maybe a couple of things.

[Bonsai]

I like how you have made El and Reece so different one from the other, the second one almost too emphatic and the first one preferring freedom for both herself and others, but both warm hearted. I can’t wait to see the triangle close and find out how the three of them eventually find a balance.