diaper dimension The Earth Dimension: Chapter Thirteen

[SGTbaby]

Wow Layla is becoming more of a teenager for sure...lol

[Guilend]

Oh wow. I just got caught up. Too bad the boss didn't at least get a red bottom. But that'd probably take away from the plot too much. Great story.

[ValentinesStuff]

They grow up so fast.

[little dragoniusrex]

what that is not fair and where they got inflating paci from ????

 

[ValentinesStuff]

28 minutes ago, little dragoniusrex said:

what that is not fair and where they got inflating paci from ????

 

That is a Paci from the Diaper Dimension and a standard feature of them to prevent removal.

[little dragoniusrex]

1 hour ago, ValentinesStuff said:

That is a Paci from the Diaper Dimension and a standard feature of them to prevent removal.

i know but they are on our side that is what i mean its not like you just go out and buy them in a shop and why give one to layla they are to keep a little quite as punishment not as a reagular paci 

[ValentinesStuff]

7 hours ago, little dragoniusrex said:

i know but they are on our side that is what i mean its not like you just go out and buy them in a shop and why give one to layla they are to keep a little quite as punishment not as a reagular paci 

It is the one she brought with her from the Diaper Dimension.

[Cya]

I laughed at the pacifier part, but my God is that messed up. Layla demanded a friend and Karen stepped up. I hope Layla gets a spanking to put her back in her place. 

[Veggeto]

On 2/16/2021 at 4:37 PM, BabySofia said:

Someone is liking the idea of being a grownup again I bet! The behind the scenes with Irene and her underlings could be interesting. Glad to see an update - completely understand real life. Good luck! 

Thank you! Glad you're liking the behind the scenes!

On 2/16/2021 at 8:56 PM, Moon3ye said:

I thought the same thing, but taking out her frustration on Karen, who actually just wanted to help her, is not fair of her either. She deserves a slap on the ass from Nanny tomorrow morning and an enema if Nanny is mean. (okay the enema only because I am mean).

Maybe an enema is a good idea ?

On 2/17/2021 at 4:35 AM, SGTbaby said:

Wow Layla is becoming more of a teenager for sure...lol

And with all the insecurities it comes with it.

 

On 2/17/2021 at 5:29 AM, Guilend said:

Oh wow. I just got caught up. Too bad the boss didn't at least get a red bottom. But that'd probably take away from the plot too much. Great story.

Thank you!

 

On 2/17/2021 at 5:39 AM, ValentinesStuff said:

They grow up so fast.

In a blink of an eye?

 

On 2/20/2021 at 9:41 AM, little dragoniusrex said:

what that is not fair and where they got inflating paci from ????

 

Indeed the paci Layla already had when she went through.

 

14 hours ago, Cya said:

I laughed at the pacifier part, but my God is that messed up. Layla demanded a friend and Karen stepped up. I hope Layla gets a spanking to put her back in her place. 

Thanks!

Chapter Twelve

 

I woke up the next morning after crying myself to sleep last night. To my disappointment, no one from the control room came down to help me with the stupid pacifier. I sat up straight and looked down at Layla, who was still sleeping soundly. I slowly suckle the pacifier as I let out a steady stream into the diaper. I pulled at the pacifier, hoping that I could remove it after some time had passed. After a few attempts I gave up and grabbed one of the stuffed animals that lay in the crib and hugged it. I eyed the door occasionally, hoping that Helen would come through it. I had no idea what her hours were, and since there wasn’t a clock hanging somewhere in the nursery I had to guess the time thanks to the fading light of the glow in the dark stars

 

After a while Layla began stirring in her sleep, shifting her position a couple of times before falling in a deep sleep again. I prodded her diapered butt a little, hoping that she would wake up and help me with the pacifier. She gave no reaction to my prodding, I refrained from using more force, afraid that she would wake up angry and inflate the pacifier even more. 

I laid down on my back again and huffed some air out through my nose. I almost fell asleep when I heard the nursery door open. I sprung up as Helen stepped in and the lights slowly grew brighter. 

“Good morning Kara, you’re up early,” Helen chirped, walking towards the crib.

“Mmmhmmh!” I moaned behind the enormous pacifier, pointing at it.

“Seems like Layla knows how to share,” Helen cooed softly. She slowly started to rock Layla back and forth. “Are you getting up, sweety?”

“Mmhmh!” I moaned again, pointing angrily at the pacifier again. I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

“Just pull it out if you want to say something Kara,” Helen said, reaching for the pacifier. “Here,” she said, grabbing the pacifier by its clip and pulling at it. I screamed behind it from the pain and pulled away from Helen’s hand. “Why is it stuck?” Helen said, a little confused.

I angrily pointed at Layla, who was slowly waking up. Helen got the message and turned her attention towards Layla.

“Layla, do you know how to remove the pacifier Kara has in her mouth?” Helen asked her. Layla sat up and slowly rubbed her eyes. Sleepish she looked at me and slowly got her hand up to my mouth. She pushed something on the pacifier and I felt it deflate immediately. I quickly spat it out and rubbed my jaw. After the pain had subdued I angrily looked at Layla.

“What kind of pacifier is that?” Helen asked as she picked up the drool covered pacifier. She pushed the front a couple of times and saw the bulb inflate again. “So that’s why you couldn’t remove it,” Helen noted.

“Layla put it into my mouth last night in order for me to shut my mouth!” I yelled while pointing at Layla. “And she refused to help me remove it!”

“I wanted to sleep and you wouldn’t shut up,” Layla yawned.

“Layla, that isn’t how you’re supposed to treat your sister,” Helen scolded.

“She isn’t my sister,” Layla mumbled, rubbing her eyes again.

“Maybe not by blood,” Helen explained, helping Layla out of the crib. “But she sacrificed a lot so that you feel at ease here. Something I think you should be thankful for,” Helen continued as she unsnapped the onesie at the crotch and helped Layla out of it. 

Layla groaned at the words as the onesie passed her head. Helen grabbed the changing mat and laid Layla on it. Helen quickly removed the wet diaper and wiped her clean. She tossed the used diaper and wipes in the diaper pail and helped Layla up again.

“So I think a punishment is in order,” Helen declared, leading the naked Lyla to one of the chairs. 

“What?! NO!” Layla screamed, trying to pull her arm away without any luck. Helen had firmly grasped her arm.

“Yes,” Helen stated calmly as she sat down. “I know you’re going through a lot, but that is no excuse to treat other people badly. As for the past few days, your behaviour leaves a lot to be desired.”

“Please, I’ll be good from now on,” Layla said as she got pulled over Helens lap.

“I still have to do this,” Helen sighed. 

 

I watched from the crib as Layla got her punishment. With the first few swats I was happy Layla got the consequences of her action. When Layla started crying after ten or so swats, my heart filled with pity. As her cries became louder I turned away, not wanting to look anymore. Sure she was acting like a brat the last few days, but did she really deserve something like this? If I was pulled away from my world at an instant and not knowing when I could return, I would become grumpy and irritated too. Especially after people say they can get you back. I grabbed another stuffed animal and hugged it tightly, hoping to drown out the smacks and cries.

The spanking finally stopped and the crying soon followed. I heard some sniveling behind me and turned around. Layla and Helen moved down to the changing mat again and Layla was put in another diaper. I turned around too late to see the state of her bottom. A plain pink shirt was pulled over her head and was instructed to sit down at the table.

“Kara, it’s your turn,” Helen stated calmly. I slowly got out of the crib with her help and my onesie was removed and my diaper changed. I was put in a plain baby blue shirt and instructed to sit at the table as well. I sat down opposite of Layla, who was staring at the ground, occasionally sniveling her nose. Our oatmeal and bottles filled with milk arrived shortly and we ate it in silence.

 

Once we were done Layla sat herself down in front of the closet staring at her feet. I was unsure what to do. I looked at Helen who was cleaning up the mess we made. 

“What now?” I asked her.

“Talk to her?” Helen suggested. I could see from her face she felt a little remorseful. “Maybe you could say you aren't mad at her?” 

“Would that help?” I wondered, looking over at Layla.

“No harm in trying,” Helen chirped softly as she put everything on a tray. 

I slowly got up and waddled over to Layla, I plopped down next to her and gave her  reassuring smile. She shot me a meekly glance and stared back at the ground.

“I am sorry you got spanked,” I began. “I am not mad at you or anything for putting that pacifier in my mouth. I just want to help you feel somewhat at home.”

“I know,” Layla replied. “I am sorry for inflating the pacifier.”

“Thank you,” I said, grabbing her hand and squeezing it softly. “It must be hard for you to be so far away from home,” I said, letting the topic of the pacifier rest. I was curious why she had such a pacifier with her, maybe that was a question for later.

“Uhu,” Layla answered. Tears started to well up in her eyes. I embraced her and hugged her tightly while she sobbed. “I-I just want to go h-home.”

“I know,” I whispered.

“I miss my m-mommy, Ollie, my f-f-friends, daycare,” Layla stuttered. “I want my o-own nursery, and m-my own clothes and diapers. I-I hate it here.”

“Not everything I hope?” I asked her playfully.

“N-no, You’re nice,” Layla shook her head. “And nanny t-too if she isn’t spanking me.” 

We both chuckled a little at her remark.

“Thank you for saying that,” I said, kissing the side of her head. “What else?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” Layla asked, wiping away the tears.

“What else is on your mind? How do you feel besides missing your mommy and Ollie?”

“Oh,” she stated. The room filled up with silence while Layla thought of an answer. I let go of her and let her think about it in peace.

 

After a while she answered. “I hate this anxious feeling that’s growing inside of me ever since I stumbled into this dimension. I feel angry and frustrated at everything and everyone. Before I was adopted by my mommy I also had those feelings. I thought it was normal to feel anxious all the time, and that everyone else in the world felt the same. That’s until I met mommy, and those feelings disappeared completely. She makes me feel at ease and most of all, loved,” Layle explained with a sigh. “I am sorry for last night. It was wrong of me to take it out on you.”

“It’s okay, now I know why you did that, I am sorry you feel anxious all the time,” I said, giving her a weak smile.

“Do you ever feel that way?” Layla asked me.

“Sure,” I answered immediately. “I am filled with self doubt. Am I a good enough police officer? A good friend? Do I take good care of Butters? And plenty more. It feels like I am stumbling across life without a clear path in view,” I said, murmuring the last bit. 

This time Layla gave me a strong hug and petted the top of my head.

“Maybe, well. If,” Layla said with a pause in between, thinking out loud.

“What is it?” I asked her.

“Well, do you like your life at the moment?” Layla asked.

“It’s okay, I think. If it wasn’t for Butters it would be a lot darker,” I answered honestly.

“What about the other police officer? The one that was with you when you picked me up?” Layla continued.

“You mean Gavin?”

“Yeah, don’t you two get along?”

“A little, when it’s just the two of us in the squad car he is okay. But since I am the runt of the station I get made fun of, and he joins in from time to time. I tried to get my supervisor to listen to me, but to no avail.”

“That’s terrible!”

“I know. Transferring doesn't help, I already did that twice. For a partner I guess Gavin is the lesser of the evils.”

“I understand, one of the reasons why I choose to wear diapers over panties in college. Sure the diaper changes are embarrassing, but it's better than the tauntings about panties. Plus they try to make you wet or mess your panties on purpose a lot more when you wear them. They see it like a challenge to get you back in diapers.”

“I think I get it,” I answered, unsure how to react to that.

“Okay,” Layla noded. “What I wanted to ask was, maybe, you euhm, want to come with me?” She blurted out.

“Back to your dimension you mean?” I said, a little shocked.

“If you want,” Layla fidgeted. “I mean, I have lots of friends, but a sister would be fun and mommy was thinking about adopting another one,” she continued shyly.

“I don’t know, while I do enjoy being in diapers, I like being an adult, and I have to think about Butters too. Even if I wanted to, I am not sure if they would let me,” I said, pointing at the two way mirror. I felt my cheeks turn red while thinking about a life in the other dimension. Sure I had entertained that thought before, but giving up every adult privilege I had? No bills to pay though, or the stress of a job, then again no alcohol or going somewhere yourself. I have read about some adult babies that live that way, they always had the choice to go back. I am not sure If I had that same choice in Layla’s dimension.

“Maybe if you ask them nicely?” Layla suggested, breaking my train of thought.

“Maybe, I have to think about it first, and ask you a whole lot of questions,” I answered.

“Okay, what do you want to know?” Layla asked.

“Can Butters come too?”

 

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“No news yet?” I asked Ray as we looked down at the nursery. I was getting a little worried that my plan had failed. It had been more than a week since I abruptly ended our conversation with David Jones in the hopes the mother would step up.

“Nothing yet,” Ray answered, swiping away on his tablet. “If you want we can try to make contact with them?”

“No. They will see it as a sign of weakness,” I answered. 

“Okay, you probably already know, but the board is getting impatient,” Ray said, locking his tablet.

“I know, I know. Just a few more days. Mr. Jones will come around,” I said calmly. I was in a tough spot. Not knowing what the other dimension was planning, if they were planning anything at all. And the board of directors who wanted Matthew in our dimension as soon as possible. Last week I began wondering why Matthew Lesser was so important to them. He was just a military advisor, we already had tons of them, and all of them replaceable. There must be something else they are planning without involving me.

“I hope so,” Ray stated. “Anything else I can do for you?”

“As for the moment, no, thank you,” I replied. Ray left my side and sat down at his desk. I kept my position in front of the mirror, looking down at the two babies. Sadly my plan to replace the milk and water in their bottles with breastmilk had failed. I had my doubts but it was worth a shot. Layla was still progressing day by day, but at least it seemed to stagnate a little by now and didn’t cause any major problems for us. Only for poor Kara who had spent the night suckling on a locking pacifier. Ed wanted to walk down and intervene but I had to stop him. I reminded him that sisters sometimes can be nasty towards each other and that Layla will receive a just punishment from Helen in the morning. After a little sputtering he agreed with me and walked away. 

“Irene?” Ray startle me.

“Yes?” I answered him, turning around to face him.

“Speak of the devil and he shall appear,” he chuckled. “We have David Jones on screen downstairs.”

“Finally,” I said, not showing the huge relief I was feeling.

 

I followed Ray to the elevator and down the hall and entered the room. Everyone was busy at their desks, no head turned around to see who came through the door. The way I wanted it, it meant that they were focused on their workload.

“Same screen?” I asked Ray.

“Sure, here he comes,” Ray said, grabbing his tablet and swiping on it. The screen turned on in one swift motion and showed two people. It was David Jones and the most vile person I have ever met. I felt my heart beating faster in my chest, the hairs in my neck stood upright, and my fingernails dug into the palms of my hands.

“There is my little Honeybun!” She screeched.

[Moon3ye]

????
I did not expect this. With many things but not with the fact that her "mother" appears on the other side. You are a genius. I'm really looking forward to the next chapter.

[Guilend]

I bet Irenes panties just got a full load in the back of them ?

 

However I’m very upset. A CLIFFHANGER? Really? Ugh! Now I can’t sleep tonight ????

 

I can’t wait till the next chapter. 

[ValentinesStuff]

1 hour ago, Guilend said:

I bet Irenes panties just got a full load in the back of them ?

 

However I’m very upset. A CLIFFHANGER? Really? Ugh! Now I can’t sleep tonight ????

 

I can’t wait till the next chapter. 

 I bet Irenes panties diapees just got a full load in the back of them ?

 

Fixed that.

 

It seems Mr. Jones has been doing his research. I wonder if Ray knew what was up. 

[Guilend]

29 minutes ago, ValentinesStuff said:

It seems Mr. Jones has been doing his research.

Yeah it looks like he definitely knows how to play hardball. I have a feeling there might be some hypnotic triggers in Irene that might get triggered or her body just might revert back to some of its old responses to her stressful and traumatic experience over there. I don’t think she really felt with it and even if she had she might not be able to put up a mental defense since she wasn’t expecting to be triggered. 

[little dragoniusrex]

OMG they got irene her mommy

 

[Veggeto]

7 hours ago, Moon3ye said:

????
I did not expect this. With many things but not with the fact that her "mother" appears on the other side. You are a genius. I'm really looking forward to the next chapter.

Thank you! ?

6 hours ago, Guilend said:

I bet Irenes panties just got a full load in the back of them ?

 

However I’m very upset. A CLIFFHANGER? Really? Ugh! Now I can’t sleep tonight ????

 

I can’t wait till the next chapter. 

 

5 hours ago, Guilend said:

Yeah it looks like he definitely knows how to play hardball. I have a feeling there might be some hypnotic triggers in Irene that might get triggered or her body just might revert back to some of its old responses to her stressful and traumatic experience over there. I don’t think she really felt with it and even if she had she might not be able to put up a mental defense since she wasn’t expecting to be triggered. 

Sorry, can't help being  little proud of this one! And we will see in the next chapter how the meeting will affect Irene

 

5 hours ago, ValentinesStuff said:

 I bet Irenes panties diapees just got a full load in the back of them ?

 

Fixed that.

 

It seems Mr. Jones has been doing his research. I wonder if Ray knew what was up. 

With how Irene left things the last time he had to step up his game!

 

2 hours ago, little dragoniusrex said:

OMG they got irene her mommy

 

??

[BabySofia]

I'll be honest I'd been wondering if her old mommy would make an appearance and she would become the third person for the trade... Uh-oh! ?

[Cya]

I half suspected that this would happen, but my God you did a phenomenal job brining in yhat curveball. Irene is utterly screwed. 

[SGTbaby]

Awesome blast from the past. Fun chat is certainly coming up!

[Veggeto]

20 hours ago, BabySofia said:

I'll be honest I'd been wondering if her old mommy would make an appearance and she would become the third person for the trade... Uh-oh! ?

Wonder no more! ? As for the third person, nothing is set in stone... yet.

 

16 hours ago, Cya said:

I half suspected that this would happen, but my God you did a phenomenal job brining in yhat curveball. Irene is utterly screwed. 

Thank you!?

 

14 hours ago, SGTbaby said:

Awesome blast from the past. Fun chat is certainly coming up!

I guess the fun chat will be one sided...?

[Veggeto]

Chapter Thirteen

 

“Ray, get everyone out of this room,” I mumbled, moving my lips as little as possible and my eyes fixed on the screen. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ray nodding and handing me his tablet as he turned around.

“Private meeting everyone!” He shouted. I heard people getting up and shuffling towards the door. David Jones and his, compagnion, stared silently at me with a big grin on both of their faces. They know. They know I was not prepared for a bomb shell like this to be dropped down on me.

“All clear, want me to stay?” Ray asked. I turned my face around to look at him and saw that he was standing in the doorway.

“No,” I stated coldly and quickly fixed my gaze back towards the screen. I heard the door close softly behind me and ‘she’ began talking immediately.

“How have you been my little pumpkin butt? Mommy misses you very much!” She said a little too excited. David still had that stupid shit eating grin on his face, so pleased with himself.

“I doubt that,” I said while shooting daggers at her. “I am sure you have replaced me immediately with someone else to torment.”

“Oh, of course! I was heartbroken when I found out you escaped to your home dimension. It left a void only a Little could fill up,” she explained. “Little Johnny John can’t wait to meet his big sister! Or, well, after all that you have done, I guess little sister.”

“What do you hope to achieve with this, David?” I asked, turning my attention towards him and ignoring her.  Enough with the niceties and pleasantries towards them.

“I was just hoping to reunite a mommy with her daughter, same as you,” he replied, still with the grin plastered on his face.

“Sure,” I scoffed at him. “If I had to guess, you found her the same way you found Layla’s mother.”

“Not that many Littles go missing here, let alone leave our dimension! So it wasn’t that hard,” he chuckled.

“I figured,” I simply nodded. I better get this over quickly before they try to pull something nasty. “What’s the new deal you’re going to propose?”

“Look at you, trying hard to be a big girl!” She squealed. I ignored her again. It seemed like David was trying his best to do the same.

“I guess we can go back to one of your first offers of two Littles instead of the requested three,” He said, slowly removing that grin on his face.

“Why back down all of the sudden? What is the catch here?” I asked him.

“You look very stressed, are you getting enough sleep? Breastmilk?” The woman interrupted again. As if it was a silent agreement, David and I both ignored her.

“The catch? Such a distrusting kind you Littles are. There is no catch, just a little request,” David replied, his grin has softened into a little smile.

“Spit it out,” I said, losing my patience. He and the woman locked eyes for a moment and returned their attention back to me.

“In exchange for Major Matthew, we of course would like Layla back in her mothers arms. Layla’s mother has lost quite a bit of sleep thanks to that little prank you pulled a week ago and is worried sick about her little girl,” He said, taking his time. “The second Little we’re requesting is you, Irene,” David finished. His eyes beamed, his smile crooked in an evil manner. Beside him the woman was almost jumping up and down in her chair from joy.

“Never,” I said with venom in my voice.

“Don’t you want to come back home to your mommy? Ireniepeenie?” The woman asked. Hearing my pet name again after all those years was simply horrible. 

“Never,” I asserted again.

“Think about it for a minute. Without you, we don’t have a deal,” David said.

“Never,” I maintained.

“So no deal then? I wonder how your higher ups will take your answer,” He threatened me.

“They will defend me to the death,” I assured David.

“Mhm, are you sure?” He asked. Truth is, I wasn’t. They would do everything to save their own hides. Throwing me under the bus, or through the portal, was no exception.

“One hundred percent,” I replied.

“Always so sure of yourself. Tell me Ireniepeenie, when was the last time you had a blowout?” The woman said. This was bad, very bad! After all those years I never succeeded in removing some of the triggers she had implanted in me thanks to hypnoses I had undergone. I quickly brought the tablet to my face and searched for the disconnect button.

“Let’s see, are you smart enough to still be in diapers, or stubborn enough that you wear panties?” She asked. “Is Irenepeenie making poopiewoopies for her mommy?” She yelled with great enthusiasm. Violent cramps were hitting my bowels immediately. I let the tablet drop out of my hands, who I quickly placed on my stomach. I dropped down to my knees and let out a loud grunt.

“You still know how to make mommy happy,” the woman yelled. I ignored her taunts while I grabbed the tablet with my right hand.

“If you ask me, that's the only position a Little should be in, on its knees,” David said. I smacked the screen a couple of times while I involuntarily pushed out a load, right into my underwear.

“Look, it’s already playing like a go-” David said before I finally cut the connection and the screen went black again.

 

I spent the next half hour uncontrollably messing myself on the office floor. I had quickly pulled off my pants with some effort when the feed with the other dimension ended, in the hope to save it at least a little. In the end I managed to save my pants somewhat. I wiped my bottom clean with some office paper. A terrible material for a task like this, but it was all I got at hand, I will do a better job when I get to a restroom. I put my pants back on and jumped a  little when the cold wetness touched my butt. I grabbed the tablet and quickly walked through the door. On the other side Ray was waiting for me.

“What took so long?” He asked.

“Room has turned into a biohazard, don’t let anybody enter until it’s taken care of,” I said, walking quickly past Ray.

“Um, okay. How did it go?” He asked. I got to the elevator and got in. 

“We got it down to two now,” I said turning around. “You better take the next one,” I said, pressing the button for the nursery floor. I got out and quickly walked towards my office. I quickly closed the door to my office and slumped against it, letting the tears stream down my face.

 

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“So Butters can come, but he will be tiny compared to the rest of your world. I can’t drink any alcohol at all, no matter the circumstances. Coffee could be an option, but only if I am a good girl, and I have to use my diapers at all times?” Kara asked me again, summarizing her big list of questions.

“I think so,” I said, “The most important rule is that you never leave mommy’s side when you’re outside, or someone else that you trust.”

“Why is that?” Kara asked.

“There is some protection for adopted Littles, not so much for an independent Little. An Amazon can’t just pick you up and take you to their home. Some Amazons think those laws are ridiculous and ignore them anyway,” I explained.

“Don’t they get caught and punished?” Kara asked, a little shocked.

“Only the ones that take an already adopted Little. If you’re unadopted, law enforcement will side with the Amazon, if they get involved. Which isn’t the case most of the time,” I sighed. “One of the reasons why I let myself be adopted by my mommy. It’s simply saver that way, and I knew what I was getting into with her.”

“Considering all that you have told me, I guess so,” Kara said, playing with her feet a little. “But why the diapers and baby clothes?” Kara asked, looking down. “I mean, if you both knew each other before your adoption, I guess your mommy knows you don’t need diapers?”

“That’s true,” I stated. “This is easier than hanging me above an Amazon sized toilet,” I explained while patting the front of my used diaper. “And when I started nursing, my bladder and bowel control went out of the window completely anyway. So diapers were the obvious choice.”

“You did mention that earlier,” Kara said.

“Uhu, as for the baby clothes, dress the part. You’re a lot safer if you look like a well taken care of Little. If a Little dresses and acts like a grown up, most Amazons will see that as a challenge. They will try everything to make you look like an immature Little who can't take care of yourself. If they succeed in that, they are free to adopt you on the spot” I explained further.

“That all sounds really messed up,” Kara acknowledged.  

“It really is! I lost most of my friends that way. One day you’re in class with them, the next day you see them strapped in a stroller with a yellowed diaper around their waist,” I said, followed with a loud sigh. 

“I am sorry,” Kara whispered while she grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

“Speaking of yellow diapers, it seems like you two could use a change,” nanny stated.

“You were listening?” I asked her.

“Only overheard the last part, don’t worry,” nanny chuckled. “Looks like you two get along again, don’t you?”

“Uhu,” Kara and I both said in unison.

“Good! Let’s get those butts in some fresh pristine diapers,” nanny chirped, helping us both to our feet.

 

Nanny changed us both, me in a matching pink diaper and Kara in a blue diaper that matches her shirt. We were instructed to take our place at the table and gave us our bottles. It tasted similar to mommy’s breast milk but it felt a little off. It wasn’t as creamy or sweet as I was used to. I wondered if Kara knew. In between sips we resumed our conversation.

“So what do you think?” I asked Kara. “Do you want to come with me?”

“I don’t know. The way you described it, it sounds both tempting and horrifying at the same time,” Kara answered.

“For an independent Little it does,” I answered honestly. “But you can be adopted right away by my mommy when you arrive. So you don’t have to worry about that.”

“That’s true,” Kara said, pondering a little. 

“What else?” 

“Just the fact that I’ll be giving up my independence? I mean, life here is far from perfect, but I do get choices. Whether it is choosing between jobs or something simple as drinking a glass of wine, not that I drink much. The choice to get out of the house when I want, even if it is in the middle of the night, or get out of bed late afternoon,” Kara explained.

“I understand. What about instead of thinking what you can’t do anymore, start thinking about what you get in return?” I tried to reason with Kara.

“Well, no more stress because of my job, bills, what to cook, and what to wear. No more loneliness or trying to take care of my house plants,” Kara rambled on.

“You’re forgetting one thing,” I said. “The most important thing, feeling at ease with yourself. No more anxiety.”

“That does sound nice,” she sighed. “Sometimes I wonder why I became a police officer. There are days that I am deathly afraid to see or even be around people, let alone talk to them!” Kara’s eyes were tearing up a little. She quickly put the nipple of the bottle at her lips and slowly took sips from it. After a minute she removed it again.

“Are you okay?” I asked worried.

“A little,” Kara said, rubbing her eyes. “One more curious question?”

“Only one?” I chuckle, trying to brighten her mood.

“For now,” Kara answered. “What if I don't like your dimension at all? Can I come back here? To mine?”

“I, I don’t know,” I stammered out. “I didn’t know a place like this existed until a week ago. I am not sure if mommy knows, but maybe Ed or nanny knows? Or they know someone who knows?” Kara only nodded and resumed drinking her bottle. I followed her lead and did the same. We drank the rest of our bottles in silence, letting out an enormous belch when we were done.

“Good girls!” Nanny praised us as she approached us. “How about an activity?” She suggested.

 

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“Thank you for coming to us with this information.” The man behind the desk said, dropping the folder on his desk. “As you may have noticed, our options are slimming down quickly.”

“I have. One of the reasons why I approached you sir,” I replied. 

“May I ask why you waited?” He asked sincerely.

“Gathering up more evidence, maybe hoping that drastic measures weren't needed?” I asked rhetorically. The man behind the desk nodded.

“As of today, it seems that drastic measures are our only option,” he said, grabbing the screen that stood on his desk and turning it to face me. It flickered on and it showed me Irene talking to the representatives of the other dimension. 

“I guess the talks are not going the way we had hoped?” I asked, shifting a little to the edge of my seat and tightened my grip on the stress ball. 

“Watch closely,” The man behind the desk instructed. He increased the volume so I could hear them more clearly

“Let’s see, are you smart enough to be still in diapers, or stubborn that you wear panties?” The woman had asked Irene. My gut told me those two must have some history together, seeing the way they are interacting. I guessed Irene had met her in the other dimension.

“Is Irenepeenie making poopiewoopies for her mommy?” The woman yelled, making sure Irene had heard her. Immediately Irene slumped down to the ground and started grunting.

“Is she? Is she messing herself?” I said, not hiding the shock in my voice. 

“Yes,” He said, turning off the screen. “As of today, we no longer deem Irene fit for the job. There is too much at stake here. We hoped Irene's experience would come in handy here. Sadly for us, and her, she has proven otherwise.”

“What’s the plan?” I asked him, leaning back into the chair a little.

“We are looking for someone to replace her, and who are better candidates than the two people who worked directly under her?” He asked.

“So you’re looking at me and Ray,” I stated, kneading the stress ball in my hand

“We were, until,” The men said, pointing at the folder I had handed him an half hour ago.

“Ah, I understand,” I said.

“So how about it? You take it?” He asked, intertwining his fingers.

“What about Irene?” I asked. Somewhere I hoped they would treat her too harshly, especially after what I just saw.

“We’ll handle it, just like Ray. Don’t worry about it,” he waved it off

I nodded a little and began to think it through. I already knew Irene’s job description. Instead of carrying out orders I would be giving them, plus the increase in responsibility of course, and keeping  good relation with the other side of the portal. I felt a little bit guilty towards Irene and Ray by even considering this position I was offered. Still, if they had played by the rules, this wouldn’t have happened.

“How big would the increase of my salary be, percent wise?” I asked him. He gave me a wide smile and started writing numbers on a piece of paper. He slid it over to me and I picked it up. 

“When do I start?” I asked, looking at the numbers.

“Immediately.”

[ValentinesStuff]

I wonder if a recording of the Irene's Mommy would make her mess, or if someone else saying it would.

[Moon3ye]

The chapter is so brilliant. Just everything. I'm really excited to see what happens next and who is in DD and who is in our dimension.

[Guilend]

I think Irene is getting a visit from Nanny. Bet she’s getting a good spanking for pooping her big girl panties at her age. I loved it. Good chapter. 

[Veggeto]

8 hours ago, ValentinesStuff said:

I wonder if a recording of the Irene's Mommy would make her mess, or if someone else saying it would.

It doesn't have to happen in person, as it showed in the chapter, as for someone else... We'll see.

6 hours ago, Moon3ye said:

The chapter is so brilliant. Just everything. I'm really excited to see what happens next and who is in DD and who is in our dimension.

Thank you! Everyone is still fair game at this point!

 

4 hours ago, Guilend said:

I think Irene is getting a visit from Nanny. Bet she’s getting a good spanking for pooping her big girl panties at her age. I loved it. Good chapter. 

Thanks! As for the spanking, it's still the earth dimension rules, so a little more... 'dignity'

[Guilend]

26 minutes ago, Veggeto said:

Thanks! As for the spanking, it's still the earth dimension rules, so a little more... 'dignity'

LOL I can dream LOL