Divorce Proceedings: Chapters 1-7 (Updated 4/7/22)

[LilKevin]

Hello reader,

It has been a long time since I have written a story like this. I really enjoyed my first work, Flooded, but had not had the inspiration (i.e. a Mommy making me wear a plug until I finished my next chapter) in quite some time. So you will have to pardon my rust.

This story was not driven but such persuasive influences but rather by a fantasy I had once that got stuck in my head and after several years I finally felt the need to put it down on paper.

The following story is set in the Diaper dimension. For those of you not familiar with this setting you might want to read some of the other works out there by various authors to help you better understand the world.

Special thanks to WBDaddy who’s story “Little Legal issues” helped inspire this story.

I have always been a fan of the Diaper Dimension as it can take mundane things like holding down a job, or going out to eat, or any other aspect of life that might seem commonplace and allow a world of Amazons, Littles and unlimited technology to twist them into an adventure.

So that being said, I give you:

Divorce Proceedings

Chapter 1: Opening Arguments

Nicholas sat on the couch waiting. He could have turned on the TV, or surfed the internet, or done anything else to pass the time. But he didn't. He just sat there and waited, stewing in his own anger. He muttered quietly to himself. Going over exactly what he would say. Playing out the conversation in his head over and over and it just made him madder and madder.

And then he finally heard what he'd been waiting for. The car pulled up into the driveway and he listened as his wife Angela exited the vehicle and made her way to the front door. This was it Nick thought to himself. He took a deep breath and waited for the door to open.

"How was your day honey?" he managed to speak the words in a civil almost sincere tone. "Did you have fun shopping at the mall?" he asked almost unable to contain his delighted smile.

"Oh it was terrible sugar," she responded. "I found this super cute dress and shoes but when I went to pay for them the card was declined. We tried calling the bank but they said I'd need to talk to you so I need you to call the bank and get this all cleared up."

"Oh there's no need to call the bank," Nick replied his grin now uncontainable. "You see the card was declined because I canceled your credit card."

Nick’s wife wheeled around to face him. "You did WHAT?" she demanded her face flush with anger.

"I canceled your credit card." Nick said as calmly as he could muster, "oh and I changed the registration on the bank account too."

Angela looked shocked, "But why sugar? Why would you do such a thing” she pleaded.

"Because that is what you do when you find out your wife has been cheating on you!" Nick roared as he stood up and threw the garments that had been sitting beside him to the floor in front of her.

Angela's face went pale as she instantly realized what they were. They were a pair of her panties and a pair of men's boxer shorts. She might have tried to suggest that those belonged to her husband, but in this case the offending underwear clearly belonged to a Betweener and would be much too large for Nick's Little frame.

They both stood there in silence. Nick waiting for Angela to come up with some kind of explanation. Some kind of excuse. But the evidence was damning. He had found the boxers under the bed the previous day and after a moment of denial and anger he finally decided that he needed to protect what was his before he confronted his wife.

"Is it Scott?" Nick demanded already knowing the answer.

Scott was one of only a handful of Betweeners that lived on the small island nation of Freewind. As one of the few places in the world where the Littles got to govern themselves free of Amazon influence it was considered a paradise to Little’s across the globe. Here everyone was treated equally under the law. There were a few Betweener families that dotted about from place to place but an Amazon had not set foot on the island in over 50 years.

Nick and Scott had always been close friends. Growing up together, Scott had been Nick's protector. Nothing like having a Tweener in your corner backing you up to get you out of a jam. Scott had been the best man at his and Angela's wedding. The betrayal burned him to his core. Nick would eventually confront him, but right now there were more immediate issues to deal with.

Angela looked at Nick with tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry honey," she pleaded. "You have to forgive me!"

"Angela, I know our marriage has not been perfect, but I've been willing to work with you on it," Nick said his anger subsiding. "But this? THIS? How am I supposed to get past this?" The anger gone the hurt could now be felt in his words. “I'm sorry Angela, but this is just something I can't forgive. I mean it's Scott! How could you?"

"But sweetie, you just have to understand, he's just so.... so..." and with that her demeanor shifted " SO much BIGGER than you."

Angela now stood proud and confident while Nick was taken aback by her statement. Angela could see her opening and pounced on the open wound. "And I don’t mean taller Nick. I’m talking about his cock. His big fat manly glorious cock. Sure he's a Tweener, but sweetie, did you really think that you were satisfying me with your little thing?" she continued "because even for a Little honey, you are LITTLE. And his cock, oh it just feels so good. And stamina! He doesn't pop his load off in 30 seconds and then roll off to sleep. I mean even when it's bad with him it is still better than anything I've ever felt with you."

Nick tried to hold his ground but the words crushed him. He knew he wasn’t the greatest lover and had always been embarrassed by his hair trigger. Her words were intended to hurt and they did. Deep down he had still hoped that this was just a one time thing, just a slip and that she really still loved him. But now it became clear that was never the case.

The fight had left Nick. "Just go. Take the car and go." he said in a small voice.

"What about the credit card and the bank account? Half of everything that's yours is mine." she said proud to once again have the upper hand in the conversation.

Nick managed a little smile. "No Ang. See, I’ve hired a lawyer and he says my case against you is very strong and that the court system of Freewind does not take kindly to cheating spouses. Especially when that cheating involves a Betweener. You’ll be lucky if they let you keep the car.”

A fire reformed in Nicks eyes. "So this is my house and my investments and my money. Your days of spending MY money are over! Done. Finished"

Angela stood there a look of realization coming across her face. "Well... we’ll just see what my lawyer has to say." she spat back.

"You do that Ang" Nick retorted confident that she did not have a leg to stand on. "Now just go."

Angela grabbed her purse and turned to leave in a huff. Opening the door she turned back to face him "Oh and honey, Everyone in the neighborhood has known about Scott and I and that teeny weeny hair trigger of yours for years. They all know what a weak little cuckold you are. So don't think this is over. Not by a long shot."

And with that she left. Nick stood frozen still in his spot. He was so angry and hurt and humiliated. He listened as Angela got in the car and pulled out of the driveway. Only then could he relax.

In one short day his life had been completely turned upside down. He had lost his wife, his best friend and what looked to be his reputation. How many people already knew he thought. He started replaying scenes in his mind. Did they know? Were they just stifling a giggle, or sharing a knowing glance between themselves when he wasn't looking. How could he look these people in the eyes again?

He'd have to move. Where to was another story. Freewind was just not that big a place. It seemed like everyone knew everyone else. He certainly wasn't going to move to the mainland. The last thing he needed was the stress of having to live among Amazons.

The house was eerily quiet. Nick tried to have dinner but he wasn't really hungry. He turned to the TV, but there was nothing on the few “safe for littles” channels he got that could hold his attention. Eventually he decided to go to bed.

As he drew up the covers he thought about the day to come. There would be lawyers and paperwork. But the thing that really worried him was talking to Scott. I mean he had to do it, but he was not looking forward to the confrontation. Still it was something he had to do if he was to have any amount of self respect left.

Nick had always been challenged with insomnia and as he tossed and turned he knew that he would not find sleep anytime soon. Reaching over to the bedside table he took one of his sleeping pills. The swirling thoughts about what tomorrow would bring slowly began to sink into the back of his mind as he feel into a deep sleep blissfully unaware of the sound of the lock to the front door clicking open.

 

Chapter 2: Motion to Dismiss

Darkness.

"Aren't you done with him yet?" a male voice said as if from far away.

"Almost, Keep your pants on." a female responded. "I want this to be perfect." there was a light touch on his cheek.

"It don't need to be perfect." the male answered. "They’re going to love him."

"They are going to love him because he's going to be perfect." the female spat back. Only this time, the voice seemed familiar.

Nick stirred gently. A heavy fog covered his mind. He could hear the voices. Feel hands touching him, manipulating him. He struggled to open his eyes but they were just not ready to obey his orders just yet.

"Crap I think he's waking up." the male voice stated. But, Nick knew this voice now too.

"OK, just give me a few more seconds and then we can unhook the bag." the familiar female voice said. Nick liked that voice. He had heard it so many times before. As his muddled mind tried to focus a feeling of relief came over him. He knew that voice. It was his wife he thought with a smile. Half a moment later the relief was replaced with panic. His Wife! He stirred again trying desperately to break through the fog.

"I still say we should have used a wrangler." the male voice said, sounding even more familiar.

"And create a paper trail? I don't think so." Angela responded, "Besides how do we know the wrangler wouldn't try to take me as well. They can't be trusted."

"Aw doll you are adorable but I would never let anyone take you.” the male responded only to be followed by a prolonged silence that could have only been there to contain the gaze of death that Angela had to have been giving her companion. Nick knew that gaze well. “Yeah, you're right." said the man. His voice was completely familiar now but what was his name?

"And don't you forget it Scott." Angela replied filling in the missing piece.

Nick struggled to move but it wasn't just that his limbs were not responding they were also being held. Immobilized. He clenched and unclenched his fists only to find them surrounded by some kind of soft padding that restricted their movement. He moaned a little more loudly and demanded that his eyes open.

He was met with a blurry view. It was dim, as tight shafts of bright light shone through small curtain covered windows. A figure hovered before him that was slowly coming into focus.

"Well good morning baby," Angela chirped in a sickeningly sweet voice. "Did you have good naps?"

"Angela? Was going on?" Nick slurred out. He attempted to move forward only to be pushed back into his seat.

"Well, Nicky, after our little talk on Friday, Scott and I had a discussion about our little problem. See, I really want to be with Scott and Scott really wants to be with me, But you see on the other hand we both really want to be with your money too."

Nick got a sinking feeling in his stomach. He started to take in his surroundings. First were his hands. They were indeed bound into some kind of padded satin mitten. The pink fabric shimmered a little in the light. He then moved his attention to his legs which were spread far apart on the seat. His attempt to close them met with a thick bulk between his thighs. Nick was fortunate to have never been diapered in his adult life. A fact not many Littles outside of Freewind could claim. But it didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that his streak was over and he must be in some of the thickest diapers he could even imagine. The feeling in his stomach worsened as he once again unsuccessfully tried to close his legs.

"So we decided," Angela continued, "that there had to be some acceptable alternative to a divorce where I'd only get half of everything at best.” She paused for dramatic effect. “And then it came to me.”

Another pregnant pause.

“Adoption!" she said with a kind of glee he had not heard from her in years.

"What?” Nick struggled to understand what she had just said. “ You can't be serious! Adoption isn’t allowed in Freewind!”

“And who said we’re still in Freewind? Hmm?” Angela taunted.

The feeling in the pit of Nick’s stomach rose again. It was clear now that he was sitting inside an Amazon sized vehicle.

But you can’t adopt even if we are on the mainland. You're just a Little too!" Nick fired back. The fog was clearing but as he tried to move forward in his chair he once again felt large strong hands pushing him back into the seat."

"Oh we're not adopting you, you little sissy." Scott chimed in happy to offer up a contribution. "but there are plenty of baby crazed Amazons out there just dying to adopt."

"And all we need to find one," said Angela moving to the side, "is the perfect bait."

Nick now found himself staring at the image of a sweet toddler girl. She wore a baby pink dress that was covered with images of little girl ballerinas. The dress came well short of her knees and was puffed up by a fluffy white petticoat. A large pacifier dangled at the end of a ribbon that clipped to her Peter pan collar. On her other breast there appeared to be some kind of note pinned there with a large safety pin. Nick did not have time to try to read it as he looked over the rest of the figure.

Her blonde hair was done up in ringlets that bounced playfully at the sides of her head. Her face had an innocent glow to it from a soft layer of blush that complimented her pink painted lips and large doe eyes.

She was sitting in a chair far too big for her and her feet dangled in the air. Her shiny white patent leather Mary Janes caught the occasional stray beam of light. From her left arm there was a tube that led up to a large IV bag of clear liquid that was almost empty. And of course covering her hands a pair of baby pink satin mittens.

Nick felt the blood drain from his face as he stared at the image of himself squirming in the chair as he struggled again to break free..

"And what Mommy could resist a sweet little sissy baby like you?" Angela said. She beamed with pride at how perfectly she had transformed her soon to be former husband into a package that would ignite the maternal instincts in almost any Amazon woman.

"Or Daddy!" she said with glee. "Would you like that Baby Nicky? To be adopted by some big strong Amazon daddy?" her mocking continued.

Nick felt his strength returning. He thrashed about in the seat but Scott's heavy hands held him fast. He looked around for a weapon or something he could use to his advantage. But he could not find anything inside what he assumed to be an Amazon sized conversion van..

Behind the enormous chair he was seated in Scott maintained a firm gasp on Nicks shoulders. Scott was certainly not an Amazon but his Betweener frame was more than enough to control the Little before him. He chuckled as he watched Nick kick at at nothing with his feet sending his dress and petticoats fluttering in the air about him.

Nicks left arm got caught up in the IV tubing ripping the needle form his arm. Scott pushed Nick down again with renewed urgency and squeezed Nick a little harder which brought at least a temporary end to Nicks struggles.

"Sweetie there is no point. You're only going to hurt yourself." Angela calmly stated as she moved to place a small band aid on the fresh puncture. "And what chance does little sissy wimp like you have against a real man like Scott?" Scott lowered his head so they could share a brief, but still far to lengthy kiss.

Satisfied with her work she walked to the large van door and pressed the button to release it. With a soft whine the door slowly opened and Nick stared out in the bright sunlight. Nick shivered as a cool breeze blew up the bottom of his dress and he felt very exposed as the air chilled the tops of his legs just below his bulging diaper.

"Come along now baby. It's time for you to go find your new Mommy."

"Or Daddy" Scott mocked. "A little sissy and her Daddy. Could there be anything more precious?" Scott lifted Nick to his feet and began maneuvering him toward the open door. The thick diaper around Nick's waist severely reduced his leg movements and the hard soles of his shoes found no purchase on the floor as he desperately tried to halt his movement forward.

Nick realized the peril of his situation. "Angela! Please!" Nick begged, "Don't do this." His feet found the edge of the door and dangled in the air. He reached out to grab the door frame but his slippery mittens lost their grip as Scott lifted him out of the Amazon vehicle.

"But Nicky." Angela said. "It's already done." With a smooth movement Scott spun Nick around and then pushed him knocking him squarely down onto his padded bottom.

Angela tossed a large white stuffed rabbit at where Nick was sitting on the ground. "Now you take good care of Flopsy bunny for me OK?"

Nick tried to scramble to his feet but between the thick diaper and the smooth soles of his shoes it was slow going. Scott had already made his way back into the van and hit the start button. The engine softly purred to life. Scott may barely be able see above the huge steering wheel, but his feet still reached the pedals enough for him to drive.

Angela pressed the button and the van door began to close. Nick regaining his balance started to run toward the door but almost fell over again as he slipped on the cobblestone path. He reached he van just in time to feel the door latch shut. He banged on the door with his padded fists as Angela smiled at him through the window.

"You can't do this!" he shouted as Scott slipped the van into gear. Nick took a step back as the van lurched awkwardly and began to pull away. He toddled after the van calling out "Angela!!! Please!!! Don't Leave Me!!!"

End Chapter2

I've got more parts written but they need some more editing.   I'll try to get a new part out every week or so.

Thanks for reading.

[BabySofia]

Good start!

[SGTbaby]

This looks interesting for sure. I look look forward to the next part! 

[Codman27]

I can't wait for the nexts part. 

[Guilend]

I’m definitely interested. I love diaper dimension stories. 

[Lucifer666]

Already hooked, add more soon!!

[kirababy]

wow, this is an intense start.  

[Marcorpsdoc]

Love the start.  How unfair.

[LilKevin]

Thank you all for the words of encouragement.  I'm glad people are liking the story.

So without further ado...

Chapter 3: Discovery

The van drove off and turned a corner and Nick's pursuit came to an end several waddling steps later. Angela was gone and he now had to face his new reality. Looking around him he appeared to be in some kind of public park. There were tall trees all around him and in the distance he could hear the sounds of children laughing and playing. Well at least he hoped they were children. Because it was clear from the width of the street, and the size of the park bench that he was no longer on the island of Freewind. This was Amazon country.

Nick began to panic. His heart raced as he struggled to breathe. He had never been to the mainland before but he had heard the stories and the stories gave him nightmares. Littles being kidnapped by Amazons and put into diapers. Their minds regressed to that of infants. Or turned into pets or some other kind of plaything for the Amazon's amusement. And in those stories, everything was a trap. From the food to the television and radio. All of it bent on snatching up any little too careless to pay attention or keep their pants dry.

This thought brought Nick's focus to his bladder as he became aware of how much it ached. He knew that wearing a diaper was one thing, but wetting it was all the excuse any Amazon needed to violate any right a little might have thought they were entitled to. But while he was dry he knew he wouldn't be able to stay that way for long. Why did he have to pee so badly? His mind went back to the van and the IV that was stuck in his arm. As he rubbed the band aid he realized that they much have been using it to pump him full of fluids before they released him into the wild.

And that brought him back to this moment. This area of the park seemed to currently be deserted but there was no telling how long that would last and he was right out in the open. He began to move toward the edge of the street when he heard a voice come from behind him. "Don't leave me Mommy" it said in a childlike but clearly electronic voice. Nick turned around to see no one there. The stuffed toy that Angela threw at him was laying in a heap where it had landed in the middle of the street.

"Don't leave me Mommy" the voice said again, only this time it was clear that the voice game from the white plush toy. Looking close Nick could see under the fur of the toy there was a light glowing blue light. It's just a toy thought Nick as he turned and began walking back to the edge of the street.

"MOMMY I'M LOST!! FIND ME MOMMY!!" the toy now seeming to scream into the daytime air. "Oh crap," Nick thought to himself as he toddled as quickly as he could back to the discarded toy.

"Shut up," Nick said aloud as reached down to pick up the screaming toy. With a closer view he could see that the blue light was an arrow that was pointed right in his direction. His mittened hands fumbled to pick up the soft rabbit but he eventually got it into his hands. "You found me Mommy" the toy chirped. The blue arrow faded and the toy went silent again. Nick breathed a sigh of relief.

The plushie was over 2 feet tall and very soft. The limbs flopped lifelessly off of the body. Quickly looking the toy over he could not find any clear controls of off switch. Nick figured the blue arrow must be some kind of tracking system and he didn't have time to figure out how else to deal with it. Tucking the bunny under his arm he once again began to make for the side of the street and then he quickly hid behind the large park bench.

Finally out of sight Nick crouched down to the ground and attempted to catch his breath. Over the next few minutes the panic began to subside and he could think clearly again. “Good babies listen to their Mommies.” the bunny chirped breaking the silence. “Yeah well I’m not a baby,” Nick replied as if the the toy might reconsider his status.

“First things first,” he thought as he attempted to pull of the satin mittens. Nick locked his left hand under his right armpit and pulled. It was only then he felt the solid ungiving cord that must have been inside the mitten. He tried for several minutes to remove them, he even tried catching that inner cord on the corner of the bench but there was just no way for him to get it off his wrist and restore the use of his hands.

And one by one he tried to remove every other piece of baby items he was clad in. The shoes had buckles he could not open. The dress seemed to zip in the back but there was no way he could find or even use a zipper. Even the ringlet wig on his head seemed to be woven into his real hair as it hurt terribly when he tried to pull it off.

The diaper, well, even having never been to the mainland he knew that this was likely a little proof diaper. Pulling up his dress and petticoats he examined it. It was disposable in a soft baby blue color. The code FB3 adorned the front. He doubted he could open up the tapes even if he did have use of his hands. He plopped down on his padded bottom in defeat.

Sulking his eyes fell downward until they came upon the note that was pinned to his dress. He had forgotten about it in his haste to try and remove everything else. He sandwiched the note between his two mittened hands and pulled. Despite the relatively strong pull he gave the note slipped from between his hands and continued to remain on his chest defiantly. The paper hadn’t even torn where the safety pin pierced it. He tugged again but the note was made from some kind of tear resistant paper and would not budge.

Turning the note upwards to face him he slowly read it upside down:

Please take care of our baby Nicky. We have fallen on difficult times and are no longer able to care for her. Please provide her with a good home full of all the love and discipline that this sweet little sissy deserves. She will always remain a special part of our memories.

The sinking feeling returned to Nick’s stomach. Not only was he dressed as a toddler, but it was a girl toddler and he was wearing an engraved invitation for any Amazon to just scoop him up and make sure he never saw his friends or family again. He sulked quietly behind the bench as a feeling of hopelessness overcame him.

“I need a hug!” the toy came to life again. Nick picked it up and started to look it over turning it over clumsily with his mittened hands. “I need a hug.” it repeated.

The bunny was wearing a little pink collar with little gold tag that bore the same FB logo that adorned his diaper. Looking at the back of the tag it appeared to be a thumbprint scanner, although it was much larger than it needed to be to accommodate his thumb. He was certain that would be the key to accessing the toy’s user interface but of course his thumbs were still safely locked into his satin mittens. “Of course” he complained and in frustration he threw the source of his frustration at the bench.

The toy hit the bench and fell to the ground. “Ouch! Mommy I have an owwie!” the toy shouted bringing a look of panic back to Nick’s face. Nick scrambled over to the bunny and picked it up again but it had now begun to cry loudly.

“Shhh. Be quiet,” he urged. The toy almost seemed to respond to his request and said ” I need a Hug.” Nick hugged the bunny tightly and after a few seconds the crying stopped.  “I feel better now Mommy,” Flopsy said reassuringly.

His heart was racing and he peeked through the slats of the bench to see if anyone had heard the toy and had come to aid the “injured child.” Seeing no one he breathed a sigh of relief and plopped back down on his bottom his dress flaring out around him.

Angela had thought of everything and he was now the perfect bait.  She and Scott were going to get to ride off into the sunset and everything he worked for all his life was going to be gone. Taken by them. By her. That bitch. Nicks despair was slowly being replaced by rage.

“No!” he thought to himself. She is not going to get away with this. There had to be a way out. A little’s community, or some kind of support group that could help him get home. He was going to get back home and he was going to claim back his life. He stood up defiantly, but as he did a pain wracked through his bladder and he buckled over and tried to close his legs as best he can. “Now,” he thought to himself. “all I have to do is just not pee my pants.”

As if in it could hear him Flopsy chimed in with, “Good babies go potty in their diapers!”

“Oh shut up!”

End chapter 3.

[SGTbaby]

Why do I feel like he is going to be discovered all too soon…especially after he sets his pants. I wonder if the bunny has a sensor telling it when baby goes potty so Mommy will know. ?

[Little Andrea]

I’m really loving this so far, I can’t wait for more.

[Baby Billy]

I like the start of your story.  I am wondering how Scott and his wife got him from the island to the mainland in a van though?  Most of the readers disagree with me that there are more good amazons than bad ones, but I think it is like most things in life you really only hear about the bad, no news is going the tell about the ones that really are trying to help a little.  Looking forward to seeing what your world looks like.

[Codman27]

I can't wait for more 

[direking]

I really like Flopsy. It seems like a good companion for this Little's adventure, wherever it may take him.

[sc7738]

Aww Love this please continue

[Marcorpsdoc]

Into the lion’s den with a steak tied round her neck

[diaperboymi]

Wow...what a Fantastic story!!!!  This has so many possibilities!   Very well done!   Can't wait to read more ??????

[Guilend]

I’m definitely hooked. Can’t wait to see where you take this. 

[LilKevin]

Thank you for your patience everyone and for the feedback.  It is appreciated!

 

Chapter 4: Trial Strategy

If he was going to get his life back he was going to need help. While he was sure there were friendly Amazons out there, how to identify one without the risk of being adopted made them a poor choice. And well given his recent experience with Tweeners he did not really want to risk their help either.

So he was going to have to find a Little, An unadopted Little. And preferably before the excess fluid in his system found it’s way into the thirsty undergarment currently spreading his legs.

So where to begin? He didn’t have much time to think because he heard voices coming down the street from the direction Angela and Scott had driven off in. He peeked over the bench to see a pair of Amazon women walking purposefully towards his hiding place.

“Walking on the street is out.” he thought as he looked around for other options. The street was narrow by amazon standards with barely enough room for one of their cars to pass. On the sides were a grassy shoulder with scattered park benches and beyond that a thick line of hedge bushes that provided a border from the wooded area behind it.

”Good babies get rewarded,” Flopsy chirped again. Nick scowled.

“OK, Time to go before bunny blabber mouth here gives me away,” Nick thought to himself. Turning his attention back to his search for an escape route he saw a slim gap in the hedge line behind the bench that he believed he could fit through. He certainly liked the ides of having those hedges between him and the Amazons and he didn’t have time to look for much else.

Tucking the bunny under his arm he dash waddled to the gap. Using his free arm before him he started to push his way through the hedges with his mittened hand. His poofy dress pushed up against the branches but still managed to slide with him. His left arm finally found the other side and he had gotten his body about three quarters of the way though the hedges. It was then that he felt pull of his dress as the hem snagged on a branch.

“Not like this.” He thought to himself. He was completely out of sight being fully enveloped in the hedge but he was not going to be able to move with out a significant amount of rustling, He figured it was safer to wait until they passed and then try to move on. He remained still and quiet.

“Hang on Bev I got to tie my shoe,” the one woman said as she approached the bench and put her foot up to adjust her laces. Nick would hardly let himself breathe as she was just so close.

The other woman approached. “So yeah Gina said that sissies are all the rage now,” she said seeming to pick up their former conversation. “All the rambunctiousness of a boy wrapped up in a delicate sweet little package of a girl.”

“I don’t know,” said the woman switching to her other foot. “I mean I know some emasculation can sometimes help calm a Little but a full time sissy? Seems to me like it would make the transition harder,”

“Oh no, not at all,” Bev replied. “According to the article Gina read, she says that for the right Little, suppressing their gender along with their false maturity can be very effective and make for an easier and deeper transition. Ninety five percent compliance after one year.”

“Impressive numbers,” said the woman finishing with her shoe, “But I still don’t know. It’s probably just some marketing gimmick to sell more baby dresses.”

“That may be,” said Bev, “But they are SO adorable!”

“Well I like my little Jon Jon just as he is.” the first responded. “C’mon, Nanny Gwen was eager to get the baby home for his nap and I don’t want to keep her waiting.”

“I don’t blame you,” replied Bev with a chuckle “She scares me.” The two of them returned to their walk and Nick finally let himself exhale.

Once he was sure they were gone he reached back to unsnag the hem of his dress form the hedge and came out the other side.

The wooded area was reasonably thick, but there was a rough path that cut through most of the foliage. He imagined that most Littles could pass through it with ease but between his waddling steps and the poofy petticoat under his dress he was slow moving. But at least he was moving, not a sitting duck on the side of the street.

“Let’s sing the potty song,” Flopsy uttered out of the blue. “When I have to pee or poo. Then I know just what to do,” the toy sang. Nick clutched the bunny to his chest and it mostly muffled the sound, He also noticed that he could position it to cover up the note on his chest. Two birds with one stone, he thought.

As he moved along the path tightly clutching the bunny to his chest he could still hear the sounds of children playing. After a few minutes Flopsy song much have come to and end as it stopped singing. Nick relaxed his grip on the toy. He was now at a fork in the path. To the right it appeared to head to an opening to a large field. To the left the path continued deeper into the wood.

If I go just to the edge of the path I could maybe get a better view of the layout of the park and see if I can find any unaccompanied Littles.

He crept up to the edge of the path. The bushes closed in again just around the exit to the main park area mostly concealing the entrance to the path. This made for a perfect place for Nicholas to get a good view of the rest of the park without risking too much exposure. Crouching down He peered out over the bushes.

At first glance this park looked very similar to the public park in Freewind. There were people dotted about all engaged in different activities. There were picnic blankets spread out around a large open field with a few concrete walkways through it. He saw some people tossing around a ball, and children playing. At the other end of the field there was a playground with mother’s pushing their babies in little swings. It all looked so perfectly normal.

But it wasn’t normal. Nick knew that many of those babies and little children were not children at all. As he stared he noticed that most the children seemed to have bulging middles. Diapers. All of them in diapers. Some were even thicker than what he was wearing and seemed to be made so that the wearer couldn’t even stand let alone walk.

His eyes went from group to group. All of them seemed to be composed of Amazons. There were plenty of smaller people, some of them Littles and a few of them actual Amazon children. He even spotted a few Tweeners scattered amidst the park.

And then he saw them. A couple hundred yards away in the shade of a small clump of tress was a Little Family. No Amazons. Actual Little children. They had placed their blanket away from everyone else seemingly not wanting to be a part of the crowd, and who could blame them. But this was his best shot at getting help getting out of this mess.

He scanned the area and figured if he walked along the edge of the woods to his left he could make it to the family without coming too close to any Amazons.

He clenched his bladder again and took a deep breath. You can do this Nick. He thought psyching himself up to expose himself for the trip across the field, It all of a sudden looked so very far away.

Standing up he prepared to take his first step forward. "Well Flopsy, it's now or never."

He paused, as if waiting for the toy to answer, when to his right a voice screamed “I AM NOT A YOUR LITTLE GIRL!!”

End Chapter 4

[diaperboymi]

Love this story????

[Guilend]

I love the Amazon women conversation and about being scared of the Nanny. Imagine coming home late just to have the Nanny you hired spank you for coming home late. 
 

this is going to be tricky for him that’s for sure. 

[Codman27]

Can't wait for chapter 5

[SGTbaby]

I feel like someone is about to be discovered! Or he is gonna see an adoption/abduction!

[Diaperdimensionfan]

This story seems like it will be really fun. Can not wait to see what happens next.

[LilKevin]

Chapter 5: Hostile Witness

Nick immediately dropped back down into his hiding place and shifted his attention to his right where he heard the disturbance. Not 20 feet away was a park bench and there was a female Little stomping her way toward it, an Amazon woman close behind.

The Little was dressed in a pair of denim shortalls with a pink t-shirt underneath. Her feet were adorned with pink canvas sneakers accented by ruffled socks. Her bottom and hips bulged out belaying the thick padding that laid beneath. The girl’s blonde hair was braided into two long braids on either side of her head and as her feet stomped they bounced playfully at her shoulders. The scowl on her face however contradicted the playful hair style.

Her pursuer was dressed in a matching denim long skirt and white blouse accented with the same pink as the girl’s shirt. It just screamed motherhood and the way the two matched you would have thought they stepped right out a clothing store catalog. There was a look of annoyance on her face as she quickened her pace to catch up with the Little.

 “What did you say?” the large Amazon demanded as the Little continued to walk away. The Little discontinued her march and wheeled back to face the larger woman.

“I said I'm not a Little Girl!” the little girl shouted. “And I’m not a baby, or your sweetheart or your princess or anything!” she huffed, her shoulders moving up and down with her labored breathing.

“Oh Honey, don’t say such things.” the Amazon replied in a gentle tone. “Let’s just sit down and you can have a nice bottle of milk.” The amazon crouched down to the Little’s level still several feet away. “Don’t you want some nice milk? she asked.

The little’s eyes went a little wide and she licked her lips slightly. After a moment she shook her head no.

“No sweetie? You don’t want any of Mommy’s yummy milk?” she asked again. He hand reaching toward the diaper bag that was slung over her shoulder.

The little looked down at the ground and gulped as she summoned her resolve. “No... I don't want any more... mi... milk.” There was an odd quiver at the word milk as this was clearly difficult for her to say.

“There there baby” the amazon responded in a soft cooing tone. “You'll feel so much better after your bottle.” She stood back up to close the remaining distance but the Little backed away again.

“No! No more bottles, No more diapers, No more matching outfits. Or any of it. You can’t do this to me! I’m a big girl!” Her voice started soft but grew in intensity as the Little continued. However, given her demeanor and the loss of her temper even Nick didn’t think her words were very convincing.

 “Now now Cindy” the Amazon chided, “I know it’s fun to pretend but it’s time to stop playing around.”

“I'm not playing!” Cindy whined back. “I wanna go home!”

“I tell you what, we can go home after you finish your bottle little one.” the amazon offered.

“Not YOUR home!” Cindy protested. “MY home! With all my stuff, and my friends and my life!” Tears began to form as she continued her protest.

“Now honey you know you just weren’t safe there.” the Amazon calmly replied. “Littles like you just can’t be trusted to take care of themselves on their own now can they?”

Cindy burst out with ”I can TOO take care of myself!”

“Sweetheart don’t you remember how I found you at the mall?” the woman patiently asked. Cindy did not respond. Her cheeks were flushed but it was not clear if it was from anger or embarrassment.

“You were standing in front of all those TVs. Remember?” the Amazon continued as Cindy fidgeted uncomfortably. Even Nick felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. He hugged Flopsy tightly. “And you were so caught up in the program you didn’t even notice that you had piddled in your little panties. Hadn’t you?”

Cindy nodded a little nod her will seeming to crumble before Nick’s eyes.

Now lets stop all this nonsense and have a nice warm ba ba.” She reached down to pick up her charge.

At that moment something in Cindy must have snapped. “I DON’T WANT BA BA!!!” she shouted and with that she drove her little pink sneaker into the shin of the stunned woman before her.

For Nick it was as if time stopped and the entire park went silent. The Amazon looked down at the Little. A smoldering fire burning in her eyes. All the color drained away from Cindy's face as her defiant bravery left her as suddenly as it came. She started to stammer out what Nick guessed was an apology but this time there was no evading the Amazon when she reached down to pick up her Little. As she carried the squirming girl over to the nearby bench it became a blur of sound as Cindy tried to say she was sorry and the Amazon spoke about someone needing an attitude adjustment.

In a few moments the Amazon sat down on the bench placing the pleading little over her lap. Nick thought that at least the thick diaper would offer some protection but he should have known better. In a simple movement the amazon opened up the snapped crotch of the shortalls and exposed her pink diaper to the world before sliding it down her legs removing any hope of protection the wriggling Cindy may have had from what was to come.

The spanking began slowly. The first swat brought an end to Cindy's protest as she tried to maintain her composure. But it didn't take long for the strong steady blows from the Amazon on the Little's bare bottom to break her countenance. Soft pleading for mercy soon became screams of pain which finally devolved into uncontrolled sobbing as the strong willed little girl transformed into a bawling infant before Nick's eyes.

Nick was fixated on the scene before him. His mouth agape as he watched the Little receive her punishment. Sure he had heard that Amazon’s spank Little’s but he had never seen it. Not like this. It was so very real. His clutch on Flopsy lessened as he watched in stunned silence.

Flopsy interjected, “Good babies listen to their mommies and daddies.” The sudden utterance caused Nick to resume his muffling grasp on the toy. No one appeared to have heard it though over Cindy’s cries.

As he scanned the area for anyone who’s attention he might have drawn he noticed something that he found very disturbing.. Nick seemed to be the only person who thought that what he had just witnessed was at all extraordinary. Everyone else was back to playing, or, more likely, had never stopped. He heard laughing and all the happy sounds that one expects to hear in a park. This Amazon had just spanked a little while she called out for help and was reduced to tears in broad daylight and nobody seemed to care. As Cindy continued to cry over her caregiver’s lap and no one really took notice. Nick swallowed hard as the realization of how vulnerable he really was became all to clear in his mind. If he got caught no one was going to come to his rescue. He was now more determined than ever to find a way home.

The Amazon had finished her discipline and feeling satisfied that the message had been received reached down to the large diaper bag she had been carrying and retrieved a baby bottle. It was huge by Nick's standards but looked completely normal in the hands of the giant woman. Having pulled the little’s diaper back up the Amazon positioned Cindy into a cradled position and offered her the soft teat of the bottle. The girl obediently opened her mouth to take the nipple. Nick could tell all the fight was gone from her.

 Her crying was silenced by the large bottle teat as Cindy began to suck on the bottle. But then something happened that Nick didn't expect. After a few draws on the bottle, Cindy reached up and took hold of it with both hands. Nick thought she was going to try to shove it away in what would have been a futile gesture but instead she gripped on the bottle tightly and pressed it firmly against her own mouth. Her Eyes had closed as she drank the bottle greedily.

The Amazon used her now free hand to stroke the Little's cheek and she began to hum a soft tune. In contrast to what he had witnessed not a few minutes ago they now looked like the happiest of mother daughter pairings one had ever seen.

Dumbfounded Nick pulled back further into his hiding place. His bladder was aching for release. But it would have to wait. He looked back at Cindy and the Amazon. Cindy seemed lost in her bottle and the Amazon was cooing to her happily. Either way it seemed hey both were sufficiently distracted.

It’s now or never he thought... Again. He took a moment to calm his nerves. He could do this. It wasn’t that far but he needed to get to them before they left. Maybe they could even take him with them. The thought brought renewed hope to Nick.

Time to go. Now.

One deep breath.

Two deep breaths

But in his focus on what was ahead he failed to notice what was behind.

End Chapter

Thank you again for the great comments.  A couple more parts to this volume and then I will see where I go from there.  Hope to have them out before the end of next week, when I go on vacation.

Stay Dry everybody!