diaper dimension Regression Echo - Ch. 40 (1/7/23)

[LittleFallenPrincess]

 

And so we have a fresh start! Well... mostly.

I've been so excited writing this, and I've been super excited to start posting it here!

A Diaper Dimension story with new characters and a new story! That's not to say you won't see some references... maybe... But this is pretty much separate from my other series. Even those who aren't fans of my other stories should still be able to enjoy this without reading any of my previous work.

I can't give too much away without spoiling the plot, which you'll be able to figure out a handful of chapters in. All you need to know is this is a fun little story about a little called Elise, who works in a Coffee shop and her day just doesn't go according to plan. This isn't a typical DD story...

Also won't say how long it is. You'll see why.

It's a little darker than my other DD story BUT in a way that should still be okay for people who find DD stories to be a bit too mean/cruel to read. You'll understand when the plot becomes clearer. But basically if you liked Little in Love, you'll probably enjoy this!

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Chapter 1: Work

Regression Echo – LittleFallenPrincess

 

“ELLIE! HELLOOOO? ELLIE, WAKE UP!”

 

The blurry haze in front of me cleared up as I quickly realised I had fallen asleep at work... again.

“ELLIE!”

“I’m awake! I’m awake! Sorry!” I said, wiping the sleep from my eyes.

I turned around to see my boss with the biggest scowl plastered on his face. 

In the most unflattering shirt and tie, he looked down at me the way most Amazons did... only looking at me like I was some kind of baby playing pretend. His short black hair was obviously cut at home and I swear his tie was a clip-on. He wore the most offensive and repugnant cologne, it made me glad he was rarely on the shop floor so I didn’t have to smell it much. He never shaved properly so he had the most uneven stubble across his jaw and his age was showing with the many... many lines running across his forehead. Think sweaty, creepy older white guy who doesn’t know how to talk to women... That's my boss.

And compared to this guy who was like twelve foot... Here I was at like half of his size, a 25 year old university educated little with brunette hair, pale skin, a bit of a baby-face, and terrible anxiety.

And don’t get me wrong, I’m not bad looking, I’m even quite proud of my figure, though I can’t keep comparing myself to all these gorgeous Amazon women who walk in here every day. I was especially proud of my blue...ish eyes. I mean... sometimes they appeared more blue, sometimes they appeared more green. But I always loved how my eyes looked, and they were always the thing people would compliment first.

“Ellie, if you keep falling asleep and making mistakes... look, you’re not proving to me that you’re a big girl...” David started his humiliating rant that he’d recite on a daily basis.

‘Fuck off David... I’m really not in the mood right now for your infantilising bullshit...’ I thought to myself as I rolled my eyes.

“Sorry. I’ll focus. I promise. I just didn’t get much sleep last night.” I said, trying to sound as innocent and sincere as possible.

“Like every night lately... just be warned, you know when I hired you that you told me you could be trusted. That you weren’t like the other littles out there, in need of nappies and a crib... that you could be a big girl and not give me reason to fire you. Oh, and don’t forget to send those order forms out!”

‘You say ‘fire’... what you mean is ‘regress me and send me to the nearest adoption centre’...’

 

I know this because I read the new employee handbook that was given out when I started here a year ago. Thanks to a few developments in our society, companies wanted to appear like they were more sympathetic to littles, that they would give us a chance at becoming ‘productive members of society’... instead of nappy-filling, mouth-drooling babies. They didn’t really give a shit about Little’s rights, it’s just that right now, the public was largely in favour of us getting equal rights or at least more rights. So of course the company has to side with the public... for now.

That's why I’m the only little working here. I’m the ‘experiment’ for this store; along with a handful of other littles working across the country in the company’s other stores. They wanted good PR by hiring littles to work in their coffee shops. And because I needed to pay rent, and I didn’t want to end up in nappies when I failed to pay it... I took one of the only places that would hire someone with a useless university degree like mine. So here I am, serving coffee to Amazons (and a few littles), constantly having to put up with my Boss looking down at me and berating me whilst customers coo and aww at me like I’m some baby serving pretend drinks at a tea party.

Today my boss was berating me because yet again I fell asleep at the counter. If I kept doing it, he’d ‘let me go’... which the handbook states is basically code for ‘littles who fail to perform adequately are to be demoted in social status and enrolled in the nearest adoption centre post haste.’

It’s not my fault I kept falling asleep though! I’ve been having terrible nightmares lately. Mostly about people I’ve lost to adoption over the years, but also me being adopted by some random Amazon because I couldn’t pour coffee well enough.

Didn’t help that David called me ‘Ellie’. No matter how many times I told him it’s ‘Elise’... he’d use the more infantile form of my name, the one every Amazon called me throughout university. I hated it. I hated David. I hated this job. But I had a psychology degree, so I was nearly unemployable.

Oh and don’t get me wrong, it’s not the degree itself that’s useless. Lots of people get good jobs with the same degree I have. The problem is... I’m a little with a psychology degree. When was the last time you saw a little working as a psychologist or a therapist or anything? Never. Because they don’t exist. Why fix problems with a little when you can just regress them? And even if you did want to fix any mental health issues... why would you listen to a little when ‘an Amazon knows best’... what a load of bullshit. Lots of my classmates went on to get high paying jobs and were working in the healthcare sector... but they were all Amazons. No one would hire me, so I’m stuck working at ‘Amazon Aroma Coffee’. Which might I say... is the stupidest name in the world.

“You okay hun?” A feminine voice next to me brought me back to the present.

I turned around after watching David walk off into his office in the back, to see the light that kept me going throughout my day.

It was my co-worker, Julie. Small for an Amazon, though not quite betweener height, Julie was one of the sweetest Amazons I had ever met. Her gorgeous strawberry-blonde hair was always tied up in a ponytail for work, poking through the hole in the back of her uniform cap. She wore the same generic coffee-shop uniform as I did, but she somehow made it look so much cuter, despite mine being sized for littles. I even had a little-sized apron, yet she was still cuter in my opinion.

Her beautiful green eyes always felt welcoming as I stared into them. Little freckles dotted around her light-toned cheeks just made her look so... Anyway, she was here before I started last year, and she taught me everything. David is very much a ‘hands-off’ manager, so he just spends his time in the office or is out here berating me. Both apparently are full-time jobs.

But Julie... Julie was so nice to me. Especially for an Amazon. I mean firstly, she calls me Elise most of the time instead of Ellie, which is always a good start. That’s when she’s not calling me ‘hun’ or ‘honey’. But for some reason I didn’t mind her calling me that. If it was any other Amazon I’d probably have an issue, but her... she could call me that all day and I’d still like her.

Julie was the one who taught me everything, showed me the ropes, and most importantly... backs me up whenever I screw up. Which might I say... is a lot. This world, and more importantly, this coffee shop... isn’t designed with littles in mind. Everything is so tall, they even had to get me little steps to reach everything. But whenever I do screw up, she’s always there in my corner, defending me and getting David to back down. I lost count of the amount of times she’s saved me from getting a strike. And as the saying goes... three strikes and you’re out. I’m on two so far, but if it wasn’t for Julie, I’d be on 500, and most likely sucking my toes and wetting a nappy in a playpen somewhere.

 

“Oh, me? Yeah. Just... having a quick siesta. But unless I want it to become naptime... I better get back to work.” I laughed awkwardly, knowing that if I wasn’t careful, it really would become that.

“Good idea. You know you only have one strike left. And I can’t protect you forever. My Mum keeps saying I should adopt you when you do fail, before David can ship you off to an adoption centre.”

“And is that what you want?” I asked her, nervously.

I knew that her mother was pushy. Typical old school Amazon mother who saw littles as nothing but babies to be adopted and cared for. Whilst Julie was good at standing up for me against David... She wasn’t very good at standing up for herself against her mother. And for the longest time, her mother had tried pushing her to adopt me. Thankfully Julie isn’t like her Mum, though I do worry that one day she’ll give in and do what she says.

 

I had avoided adoption for the longest time. Not all my friends from school and university had been so fortunate, especially my best friend Danielle, who had been adopted during the last year of university after struggling with her classes. I hadn’t seen her since. That was about two years ago. I still had nightmares about her, I still worried about her all the time... worrying about what horrible things her adoptive parents have done to her.

But I... I befriended an Amazon who helped me pass my classes and not get in trouble so that I could graduate. Not that that did any good, I ended up working here right after I finished university. But it was still infinitely better than shitting my pants and sucking my toes. Which is probably what Danny is doing right now.

The idea of adoption scared the hell out of me. I didn’t want to lose my adult life, I enjoyed my time with friends, my video games, my nerdy little things I used to do with Danny all the time. I didn’t want to be mentally regressed into an infant, I didn’t want any of the treatment those bastard Amazons enforced on us. So I was very careful growing up, trying my best to not mess anything up, trying my best not to give any Amazon a reason to adopt me. Although after starting work here, seeing all the adopted littles being carried or pushed in their strollers and prams by their adoptive Amazon parents... I started to lose hope, which is when the mistakes started. It was only a matter of time before I screwed up that one time too many… and whilst Julie pushed that inevitable outcome back, it was still going to happen. I was still going to be regressed.

I swore to Danny back in high school, where we met, that if I ever got regressed... to kill me. Just seriously... put a bullet in my head. I didn’t want to end up like the friends I had who had been adopted at an early age.

And here I was... proving to all the Amazons around me... that maybe I was better off in a playpen rather than serving coffee... and it scared me senseless.

 

“No. You know that. I like working with you too much. I wish she’d get off my back though.” Julie replied, making my body relax and my heart slow down.

‘Good answer’ I thought as I grabbed a coffee from her and handed it to the Amazon man who had been waiting for his order.

“Well I’m glad. Because even if you did adopt me... I’d hate to have your Mum as my grandmother...” I laughed.

“Haha, yeah I don’t blame you. She can be a nasty piece of work.” Julie replied. “Oh hey, here’s another little... don’t see many of them lately...” Julie nudged me again to get back to work.

‘For good reason... Whenever a little comes in, David usually comes out to serve them, usually adding a little something ‘extra’ to their drink to ensure they end up in a nursery by the end of the day... I swear one of these days I’ll get evidence and report him... if that will actually do anything...’ I thought to myself as I smiled at the blonde girl who was about my size, standing in front of me on the other side of the counter, thankful that David wasn’t here to see who I was serving so he couldn’t ruin her life like he had so many others...

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After an hour of serving drinks, after the initial morning crowd had dissipated after lunch, the shop was mostly empty. So Julie and I usually used this time to wind down a bit and get a bit of cleaning done around the counters and to restock everything. Julie was cleaning the counters off to the side as I was organising the cups near the counter.

“Hey baby girl...” A familiar voice came from behind me.

“Excuse me I’m not a...” I turned around to see one of my best friends, Hailey, standing there at the counter. “Oh hey nerd!” I replied back to her, smiling.

Hailey was the Amazon I befriended after Danny had been adopted and disappeared. Hailey was there to support me and help me get through the rest of the year despite my head being all over the place thanks to my best friend disappearing. I honestly wouldn’t have made it if it wasn’t for her. It’s why she was the only Amazon who was allowed tease me that much. She was a brunette like me, and she too had a bit of a baby face. She also had a similar taste in fashion... favouring comfort over style. Today she wore her skinny jeans and a short-sleeved white blouse that was perfect for this summer weather. But her hair was darker and much shorter, and she had hazel eyes rather than my blue-ish ones. And she... you know... had like... 7 more feet in height than I did...

“How’s the daily grind going?” She laughed.

“Was that... a coffee joke?” I sighed.

“Was it that bad?”

“It was terrible. But hey, what are you doing here?” I asked her.

“Here to see my baby best friend!”

“I’m not a baby. Not yet anyway. But hey, can I get you anything?”

“Hmm... hot chocolate please. With the little marshmallows.”

“Aren’t you sweet enough?” I flirted a little.

“Aww, if you keep that up, I’ll just have to adopt you... especially since you still owe me.” She grinned.

“Look, you helped me through the last year of uni, and I thanked you for that. I vividly remember buying you a rather nice bottle of whisky for your troubles...”

“And what a lovely bottle it was! But was that enough? Wouldn’t you love to just be pampered...?” She winked at me.

“You’re lucky I know you, otherwise I’d be running for the hills...”

Hailey laughed. “Sorry kiddo. You know I can’t resist. You’re too cute when you’re all blushy.”

“Am not!” I snapped back like a bratty toddler.

“Even cuter when you get all pouty...”

I scowled at her as Julie walked over with a hot chocolate in her hands for Hailey.

“Oh hey Julie! Good to see you. How’s my favourite baby barista?” Hailey asked her.

“In trouble. Again.” Julie replied.

“Elise... you need to stop getting in trouble. I swear if someone gets to adopt you before I do...” Hailey’s eyebrow raised as she looked down at me.

“Look, I don’t plan on getting adopted at all. Now, if you want to hang out later or whatever, give me a call. I can’t socialise whilst on the clock, otherwise David will kill me. Or regress me… Which would be worse.”

“Fine. But you owe me a girl’s night out sometime soon. Now if you don’t mind me... I’m going to go devour this drink in the corner whilst I watch my favourite little barista work.”

She winked at me before walking off into the corner with her drink, sitting in a booth and smiling at me.

“She has a thing for you, you know...” Julie whispered to me.

“I know. But she’s an Amazon. As much as I’d love to be with her... I mean look at her... she’s gorgeous... but yes, as much as I’d love to be with her, despite Amazon/little relationships becoming slightly more acceptable since the Williams-Clarke marriage, I think it would… just be too awkward.”

“Have you never thought about dating an Amazon girl?”

“Of course I have. But I’ll never do it. I’m more likely to find someone who will end up putting my butt in Pampers rather than a ring on my finger...” I shrugged my shoulders.

I had thought about it daily for a long time now. Julie... Hailey... Alicia... all these gorgeous women and I had crushes on all of them. And then there’s all the Amazon women who walked in whose names I didn’t know. Well, all those that didn’t instantly start trying to baby me. I lost all attraction to them as soon as they started with the baby treatment bullshit.

And sure, it was becoming more socially acceptable for Amazons and littles to date, especially after all that stuff with that little who nearly got regressed at their wedding, you know, the one who is one of the local candidates running for MP (Member of Parliament).

But I still worried that I’d just end up in nappies, sucking a dummy, if I ever tried dating an Amazon. I trusted Hailey and I trusted Julie more than any other... but deep down... I couldn’t truly trust any Amazon.

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“Oh, she’s here again...” Julie nudged me. It was now near the end of our shift in the late afternoon. “I’ll be in the stockroom. Have fun!” She grinned and walked off.

I heard the familiar clacks of someone’s heels walking along the tiled floor.

I’d know those heels anywhere... it was one of the few perks of this job; at least it has for the last month anyway. Always after the initial rush she’d come in, flirt with me a bit, and then leave. Every day I’d enjoy the few minutes I got to talk to her... every day I’d hate myself that little bit more when I didn’t ask for her number.

I looked up to see the raven-haired beauty that had graced us every day at the same time for the past month. Her gorgeous smile, her shapely figure in that black dress she wore once a week, the one that showed off her shoulders and arms beautifully... Honestly, she could have been a model. I mean for all I know about her... she could actually be a model. Whilst we flirted a bit every day, I was still too nervous to actually talk to her. Especially given the fact that she’s over twice as tall as I am.

“Hey gorgeous.” Her words felt like silk as they flowed through me, sending shivers down my whole body.

“H... hi... hi again... Alicia.” I sounded just like a schoolgirl with a crush.

I had picked up her name on her first order here, and I hadn’t forgotten it ever since.

“Can I get my usual, cutie?” She asked.

“Of... of course!”

I looked to the side to see her usual pastry and coffee waiting for her.

‘Thanks Julie...’ I thought to myself as I grabbed them and pushed them nervously towards the woman in front of me.

“Oh wow, that was quick!” She said, smiling.

“I’m not always...”

“I bet you’re not...” She winked at me, making my whole body squirm.

“So... are you single?” She asked.

Wait... she asked... me... that...

It took a second for my brain to realise what had just happened. She had visited every day at the same time, ordering the same thing every day. Every day she flirted with me.

But not once had she asked me... that.

“I... umm... no.... I mean yes! I am single. I meant to say no, I wasn’t dating anyone...”

“You get so blushy around me. It’s adorable...” She giggled a bit, making my heart skip a beat.

“I...”

“Well… it was nice meeting you. What was your name again?”

“El... Elise...”

“Well I’ll make sure to remember that for next time.” She said, winking at me.

She left me the money, along with a tip before grabbing her coffee and pastry and walking out, her hips swaying in the long, black dress that I desperately wanted to tear off her.

‘Next time? Oh thank god.’

 

As I watched her hips sway out of the door, my attention was diverted as she opened the door for an Amazon woman pushing a stroller.

And by the looks of things, this other woman was pushing an adult little in it, not an Amazon child.

‘Ugh... I hate when they walk in, it’s basically a reminder of what my future will probably look like.’

I looked back to the door to find Alicia had gone, so I focused back on my job and put on my best fake smile as the woman pushed the stroller to the counter.

The Amazon Mummy was quite beautiful if I’m being honest. Middle aged, mid-length blonde hair, blue eyes... a jogging outfit that indicated that she was out exercising with the stroller, but not a drop of sweat on her meant that she hadn’t started yet. Not going to lie, that outfit looked good on her, but then again the fact that she had a little strapped into the stroller was an instant turn-off for me. Though something about her seemed familiar... but I couldn’t put my finger on it. 

“Hi there Miss. What can I get you today?” I asked in my best customer service voice.

“Hi there... I’ll umm... sorry, I don’t actually know much about coffee... Can I just have a normal coffee? With milk? And two sugars?”

 “That’s no problem. I can get that for you. Don’t worry; I didn’t know anything about coffee for a long time.” I replied.

“Haha, thanks. I’ve always been a bit nervous about coming to a place like this, but I figured new start, new experiences. 

“Oh you’re new around here?” I asked her.

“Well, it’s been a while since we lived in this town, but we’re back now, with a fresh start for us and our little one.”

If anything, I was good at small talk with customers. It’s one of the ways I get myself out of being adopted; I try to charm them as best I can so they don’t see me as an adoptable little.

“Oh that’s nice. Can I get you anything else?” I asked.

“What about you, babygirl?” She said down to the little sat in the stroller.

I looked down at the stroller to get the adopted little’s order, but her face was covered by the stroller hood that had been protecting her from the sun outside.

At least I assumed she was a her. The frilly pink dress and the white frilly socks I could see indicated that this was either a girl... or this Amazon loved to humiliate their little boy.

“I’ll have... a hoh choccylat!” She said in an adorably babyish voice.

‘Ugh... please never let that happen to me...’

“Oh baby, you need to look at this nice lady and give her your order, the cover is blocking you. One second Miss...”

‘Well this woman is nice enough to call me ‘lady’ and ‘Miss’ at least... she can’t be all bad...’

The Amazon woman reached down and pulled the hood back, retracting it to reveal the little sat in the stroller, sucking on a dummy. Her dark brown pigtails, her warm golden-brown skin, her blue eyes looking up at me…

They were all too familiar…

“Wait...” It finally clicked.

My heart stopped.

“Elise?” she called out, her eyes widening and her smile forming around the dummy in her mouth.

I looked down in fear at the friend I hadn’t seen for two years… and I was speechless.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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[kerry]

Well, that didn't take long. Hooked me again. 

While the coincidence of Danny being wheeled into her store is perhaps a bit much, I'm sure I can roll with it. (See what I did there?) Every story deserves its opening premise, and besides I really want to see where this little reunion (again: I'm on a roll...which makes three) is heading. My biggest confusion here is with Elise herself. A lot of the time, she seems to accept—and expect—the future she says she dreads, and yet...if she knows she is doomed (which I admit seems very likely) why not consider one of these Amazons as a possible mommy? She hates the idea but is realistic and fatalistic enough to know it is coming, yet it doesn't occur to her to take steps to make its imminent arrival somewhat more palatable? Waste of a psychology degree indeed: this girl needs to psychoanalyze herself. ?

[Guilend]

Oh my. I’m loving this one. 

[TerranV]

New story! Awesome! I needed some awesome today.

[Traycie]

Another great start, you have me hooked already!
I can see an invite to come over to the Amazon Mommy’s house for a play date with her little friend and an afternoon in diapers coming up…..

 

[Moon3ye]

11 hours ago, kerry said:

Well, that didn't take long. Hooked me again. 

While the coincidence of Danny being wheeled into her store is perhaps a bit much, I'm sure I can roll with it. (See what I did there?) Every story deserves its opening premise, and besides I really want to see where this little reunion (again: I'm on a roll...which makes three) is heading. My biggest confusion here is with Elise herself. A lot of the time, she seems to accept—and expect—the future she says she dreads, and yet...if she knows she is doomed (which I admit seems very likely) why not consider one of these Amazons as a possible mommy? She hates the idea but is realistic and fatalistic enough to know it is coming, yet it doesn't occur to her to take steps to make its imminent arrival somewhat more palatable? Waste of a psychology degree indeed: this girl needs to psychoanalyze herself. ?

What Kerry says.

These are also 1 to 1 my thoughts.

[Panther Cub]

This is excellent work! I now really wanna see the next chapter!

[LittleFallenPrincess]

15 hours ago, kerry said:

Well, that didn't take long. Hooked me again. 

While the coincidence of Danny being wheeled into her store is perhaps a bit much, I'm sure I can roll with it. (See what I did there?) Every story deserves its opening premise, and besides I really want to see where this little reunion (again: I'm on a roll...which makes three) is heading. My biggest confusion here is with Elise herself. A lot of the time, she seems to accept—and expect—the future she says she dreads, and yet...if she knows she is doomed (which I admit seems very likely) why not consider one of these Amazons as a possible mommy? She hates the idea but is realistic and fatalistic enough to know it is coming, yet it doesn't occur to her to take steps to make its imminent arrival somewhat more palatable? Waste of a psychology degree indeed: this girl needs to psychoanalyze herself. ?

Firstly, I'm glad I've hooked people already. Writing a new story, especially one not really part of my main series, was terrifying. But I've been so excited about writing this, I've done so much already!

Random things do happen in real life you know People do show up out of nowhere sometimes! Plus Danny is a sort of important character in the story, along with the others. Don't worry, everything will become obvious in time. ?

And she knows it's the most likely outcome, but she's still going to fight, she's still going to resist. Whilst most of us would love to give in and find a lovely Mummy and/or Daddy to adopt us and everything, most average people would resist until their last ounce of strength if they were in that situation. Elise is terrified of it all, she wouldn't just give in and let herself be adopted. She likes being an adult too much, she likes her independence. Just because she knows its inevitable, doesn't mean she should just quit and give in! That would be akin to just giving in and dying because it's going to happen sooner or later.

If all littles thought that way, there would be no littles left. They'd all be regressed and adopted. And there'd be no hope left.

...plus it'd make for a very boring universe to write about if everyone gave in and got adopted.

14 hours ago, Guilend said:

Oh my. I’m loving this one. 

Yay! That makes me so happy! I was so nervous about starting something new!

13 hours ago, TerranV said:

New story! Awesome! I needed some awesome today.

Thank you! I'm glad you like it!

13 hours ago, Traycie said:

Another great start, you have me hooked already!
I can see an invite to come over to the Amazon Mommy’s house for a play date with her little friend and an afternoon in diapers coming up…..

 

Yay!

And noooo.... that totally wouldn't happen... nope... not in my story... no... ?

3 hours ago, Moon3ye said:

What Kerry says.

These are also 1 to 1 my thoughts.

Well I'm glad you're enjoying it!

2 hours ago, Panther Cub said:

This is excellent work! I now really wanna see the next chapter!

Thank you! I hope you continue to enjoy it as it progresses! New chapter every Friday!

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 2: Danielle

Regression Echo – LittleFallenPrincess

 

 

I couldn’t say a word as I looked down at the friend I thought I had lost two years ago...

She was dressed in the most ridiculously-looking baby dress and frilly socks, and you could see just how thickly padded she was underneath as the stroller straps lifted the dress up, revealing the nappy she was wearing.

Matching pink dummy in her mouth and her black hair in pigtails... there was no doubt... this was her. This was Danielle.

“Elise?” She asked again, taking the dummy out of her mouth.

“Wait... this is Elise?” The mother looked down at Danny as she nodded.

A new fear entered my thoughts, flooding my body with adrenaline.

‘Is she... is she going to adopt me too?’

If I was going to run... this was the time.

I slowly stepped back, carefully putting my foot on the next step down on my little stool, ready to bolt as soon as I could.

As soon as the mother looked me in the eyes, my fight or flight responses kicked in... 

…and I ran.

“Elise! No! Wait!” The mother yelled as I bolted off the steps and out into the back hallway.

I ran for my life as I reached the back exit of the store, hoping that I could push the bar hard enough to open the door.

 

Thankfully it was enough, as the door slowly opened and I barrelled outside, not caring that the alarm on the door was going off. 

‘I’m sorry Danny... I wish I could save you... but I can’t get caught. I can’t get adopted...’

Those thoughts repeated over and over again as I ran down the street, getting as far away from that coffee shop as possible, towards my apartment.

The good thing for me was that I didn’t live too far away. I just hoped it was far enough that if that mother had chased me... she had given up part way and didn’t follow me home.

But right now, I needed safety. I needed my apartment. I needed to get out of here before I ended up regressed like my best friend.

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Slamming the door shut, I had made it home safe and I was pretty sure no one had followed me. I slumped against the door, slowly sliding down until my butt hit the floor.

Trying to catch my breath, I could feel my heart pounding through my chest as the events replayed over in my head.

My best friend... adopted…

 

I’ve known Danny since high school. We were inseparable. We did everything together. We went to high school together, we hung out together, we went to college together, then we both got accepted into university together. I mean I did psychology and she did something about economics. I don’t know what exactly, every time she tried to explain it to me my eyes glazed over and my mind went elsewhere. And then she’d punch me and we’d laugh.

I loved Danny to bits. I know I meant a lot to her, but she was straight, so there was no way anything would happen with the two of us anyway, but then she goes and gets adopted... and I don’t see her for two years.

And for those two years... it felt like she had died. Even if she was alive, the old her was gone, probably replaced by some regressed version of her... so she was as good as dead. So I mourned her. I found a new friend. And I slowly moved on.

But I never forgot about her.

Every day I thought about her. Every day I thought about what she’d be doing now if she didn’t disappear. Thinking about what we’d be doing together.

But now... I had confirmation. I finally saw what had happened to her. I saw the drool on her baby dress, I saw the regression’s effects on her. And all I felt was a mix of fear... and rage.

That woman... that woman took my best friend and killed her! She tore her away from me and destroyed her brain!

But that was the horrific reality of our world. Littles grow up, get adopted, get their minds regressed, and then never grow up again. You’re lucky if you make it to old age without being adopted or regressed mentally. I had made it this far, but statistically... I was one of the lucky ones. Even as society’s views changed, the reality was that we were still seen as too little to care for ourselves, that we needed to be adopted and taken in, regressed and babied. There was no escaping that, and maybe this little running for Parliament would change things in the future, but right now? We all had massive targets on our backs.

My body relaxed as my breathing and heart rate slowed. There was no buzz at the door, the mother never followed me. At least I hoped so.

But hey, I saw that woman’s face and I burned it into my mind. Maybe I could find her and try to free Danny at some point... maybe send her to that hospital I’ve heard about. The one that fixes littles. Maybe I could save her...

...but for now, I’d need to rest.

And to beg Julie to cover for me after I ran out of work without notice.

 

I quickly pulled my phone out and called Julie at work, telling her everything that happened. Thankfully she understood and told me she’d make up some story about me not feeling well to David, saying she’s covering my shift for now but that I owe her. She also told me that the mother and Danielle had left shortly after I did, but went in completely the opposite direction of my house, so I was safe in the knowledge that at least the mother wasn’t following me.

I told her that I’d return in a few hours, once I was sure that the mother wasn’t going to come back, and that I’d make it up to her somehow. I had no idea how, but I’d figure it out in the future. For now, I was safe and whilst I was still in shock, I could try and relax for the time being, knowing that Julie was covering for me at work.

Kicking my shoes off and throwing my keys into the bowl by the front door, I shuffled through my tiny apartment towards my bedroom, where I fell face-first onto the soft duvet.

“Ah... better...” I said, my voice muffled by the bedding.

I loved my apartment. It was the place I felt most safe.

Designed with littles in mind, everything was sized perfectly. All brand-new furniture (at the time I moved in), top of the line modern stuff too! Very... minimalistic? Not sure if that’s the term, but it was clean but also... cosy. Which I often find was hard to do with such a basic design. Or maybe it was the way I decorated my apartment with all the little knick knacks I had spread around that made it feel less like a clinical apartment and more like a home. 

I heard that most of the furniture was shipped over through the portal, which also meant that there was no way I could have Amazon company over. I often imagined Julie or Hailey... or even Alicia... trying to sit down in my chairs... or on my bed... but every time I ended up laughing because of how stupid it would look.

Not that Amazons were welcome in the building, a lot of littles were scared if Amazons even entered the apartment complex at all. I know that some of the apartments on the lower floors are a bit more spacious, allowing for Amazons to get in and stuff, but it was still rare to see anyone over 7 foot here.

It was owned by some big-shot little who owned some pretty nice property in the city, who had somehow managed to make some deal to make all his apartments safe-zones for littles. We couldn’t be adopted whilst on the property, and any adoption made here would be nullified. That didn’t make my whole life safer, just the time I spent here. But despite my landlord’s kindness and generosity... we still had to pay rent. And to pay rent, we needed to work. Which is the only reason I ever have to leave this building. I’m terrified of leaving my apartment every single day, knowing any day now I could be adopted off the street or at work... 

If I could just stay in my apartment... I’d be safe.

 

I rolled over, onto my back, and stared at the ceiling.

“Danny... I finally found you... I’m sorry I was too late...”

I sighed. A tear rolled down the side of my face as I felt guilty for not doing more, for not saving her.

Thinking about all the fun times we had growing up... from that time we nearly got caught skipping class in college, only to find out that the class we had skipped was one in which the teachers showed some ‘little friendly’ teaching videos... and all the littles in the class ended up wetting themselves, earning a strike and getting put back in nappies for the week.

And the time Danny saved me from drinking the spiked punch at the fresher’s social the first week of University. A bunch of littles got adopted after messing their pants that night, and if Danny didn’t warn me... I would have been one of them.

And that time...

Then it hit me. Most of my memories growing up were those where I had narrowly missed being adopted. How fucked up is it for my whole life to be near-misses? It should be filled with happiness and broken hearts and excitement... not ‘nearly having my life ruined and taken away from me because some Amazon thought I was too cute not to adopt’.

I mean sure, I still had good moments with Danny. I still had a lot of fun hanging out with her and growing up together, but the memories I remember most vividly... were the ones where I was nearly adopted.

I rolled over onto my side, still unable to get completely comfortable, and stared at the photo on my bedside cabinet.

Danny and me. At the funfair. One of the few memorable stories I had where we weren’t nearly adopted. That night we had such a great time. I got to hold her hand the entire time. It was magical. I even have the cheap bracelet she won for me hanging off the picture frame.

And that’s when the single tear became a flood of tears, as I knew full well that only a week after that picture was taken... Danny disappeared from my life. And now I knew exactly what happened to her.

“I FUCKING HATE AMAZONS!” I screamed into my pillow, clenching it, my knuckles turning white.

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I wasn’t sure how much time had passed since I got back to my apartment, but it couldn’t have been more than an hour. I know that I cried on and off again for a while before I was all cried-out and I let go of the pillow, breathing heavily and trying to focus my thoughts once again.

“I’m sorry Danny. But... I have to survive. For me. And for you.”

I threw the pillow against my wardrobe, causing the wardrobe door to rattle.

“I can’t get changed, I’ll have to go back to work eventually...”

Then my phone started ringing.

“Shit... who the hell is calling me now?”

Looking at the screen, I saw that it was Julie again.

Not wanting to inconvenience her any more than I already had, I answered the phone quickly.

“Hey Julie.”

“Get in now. He’s pissed. If you don’t get back and get those order forms done as soon as possible, you’ll get that third strike you’ve been narrowly avoiding all this time...” She sounded so… serious. Very different from the laid-back Julie I knew.

“Fuck... can’t I just quit?” I asked her, half-jokingly.

“Are you going to find another job by the time rent is due?”

“Good point. Right, give me a bit. I’ll be there as quickly as possible. Are...”

I went quiet.

“Are what?” She asked.

“Are... they gone then?”

“You mean the woman you talked about and your old friend? Yeah, they haven’t been back since they left earlier. Your friend Hailey left too by the way, not that you asked about her...”

“Shit...”

“Yeah, she seemed pretty pissed that you just up and left without even saying goodbye...”

“I’ll smooth things over later. For now, I’ll see you soon! I better get going.”

“Be careful! And get here quickly!” She said as I hung up and shoved my phone back into my pocket.

 

 

 

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[Moon3ye]

I am still interested in the story.

Somehow I have the feeling that the Amazon mother is not evil.

The girlfriend seemed too normal for that, if you know what I mean.

I am curious how it will continue.

[Panther Cub]

I am very interested in this story!

[BobbyDrago]

Love your work keep it up!

[LittleFallenPrincess]

On 7/22/2022 at 6:02 PM, Moon3ye said:

I am still interested in the story.

Somehow I have the feeling that the Amazon mother is not evil.

The girlfriend seemed too normal for that, if you know what I mean.

I am curious how it will continue.

You'll just have to wait and see :3 I can't say a thing, otherwise I may risk potentially spoiling any of the fun I have written for this story I've enjoyed writing so much!

On 7/22/2022 at 6:34 PM, Panther Cub said:

I am very interested in this story!

I'm glad! I hope you continue to enjoy it! ?

On 7/22/2022 at 6:49 PM, BobbyDrago said:

Love your work keep it up!

Thank you! I'm glad you like it!

[LittleFallenPrincess]

 

Chapter 3: Neighbour

Regression Echo – LittleFallenPrincess

 

 

I rolled off my bed, landing on the wooden floor with a thump.

Quickly climbing to my feet, I tried to remember where I kicked my shoes earlier.

“Living room...” I said, realising that I kicked them off as soon as I got in the door.

My studio apartment was made up of three whole rooms. The main room, which is by far the largest, was where the living room, hallway and kitchen were situated. Then I had a small bathroom and a decent sized bedroom off to the side of the main room. It wasn’t much, but it wasn’t stupidly expensive for this part of the city. My landlord, being the charitable person he is, makes sure rent is reasonable, but in exchange, we don’t get a lavish apartment. 

Not that I could afford one with where I work. I was fortunate to have everything I did, because one missed paycheque and I’d be out on the street, which would lead to the same outcome as me getting fired... I’d end up in an adoption centre. Or worse... an etiquette centre. It's hard being a little in this world, it’s even harder being a little without any family left, without any financial security, without a decent job.

My parents died in a car crash a few years ago. In fact it was Danny who helped me through it all. I had to go through a whole ordeal in court when the Amazon who caused it tried to adopt me during the trial, saying it was his way of ‘paying my parents back for what he did’, trying to get out of a prison sentence by making it appear like he was charitable and sorry for his actions and somehow adopting me was ‘paying his debt to society’. But he wasn’t sorry, he was drunk when the accident occurred, and the trial revealed he had a deep hatred of littles. Thankfully, I was legally an adult and he ended up in prison so I never had to worry about him again. But that left me alone to fend for myself suddenly. 

My parents left me a tiny sum of money in their will, and that got me through University, but that had long since dried up and I was now living paycheque to paycheque, terrified that one day I’d run out of money or I’d have to move somewhere less safe, somewhere without protection from being adopted.

“Shoes!” I said out loud, pointing at my shoes that had somehow wormed their way onto my sofa and my kitchen cabinet. “I really need to aim better next time...”

Grabbing my shoes and slipping them on, I grabbed my keys from the bowl I had thrown them in and took a deep breath.

“Right, back to work. Let’s go do this...”

 

Opening my front door, I saw people moving boxes out of my neighbour’s apartment.

“Umm...” I spoke up as a frizzy-haired older woman walked past me, holding a large box. Closing my door and locking it, I turned around to see she had stopped and put the box down.

“Oh hey, you must be Elise. We’re just moving Christopher’s stuff out. He won’t be needing it anymore.” She said somberly.

“No...” My heart sank.

“Yeah. Sorry. He was adopted last night.”

“But Chris was so nice! Do you know who got him?”

“Some Amazon who works in the business sector with him. He’d had his eye on Chris for a while. Acted all nice and pretended to be an ally, and then as soon as Chris messed up at work... bam! Adopted. Just proves you can’t trust any Amazon.”

“I mean... I know some good ones.” I replied.

“You say that now... just wait until they try to adopt you!”

‘Julie wouldn’t do that. Neither would Hailey. And Alicia seems nice. This woman just hasn’t met the right Amazon yet. I mean they’re not all bad. Just... most.’

“What about the woman who brought down GLC, that shitty company doing horrible things to littles? She’s an Amazon! And she’s married to a little!” I counter-argued.

“Okay, maybe there are the occasional good Amazons. But sadly not enough to let your guard down. So we littles have to stick together. I just wish I had the chance to warn Chris before...”

“Hey, you didn’t know he was going to be adopted.”

“I know... but I saw him this morning. Went to confirm what I had been told by his boss. Fucking Amazon has Chris prancing about in a frilly dress and waddler nappies...”

“Oh no... seriously?”

“Yup. He wanted a girly little, but didn’t want a girl. It was one of Chris’ fears that he’d end up like that, and now his mind has been so melted that he loves it. It broke my heart to see him like that. Everything he swore he’d never become.”

“That’s so sad to hear... I’ll miss him. So I hate to ask, but what’s happening to his stuff? We’ve been fortunate enough that since I moved in about a year ago, nobody here has been adopted.”

“Adoptions slowed down after that Amazon you talked about wrote that book. But they’re picking up again. And the landlord has beefed up security at all his properties, warning his tenants to be careful. Though he’s yet to do it here yet, so be extra careful!”

“Oh, those must be those emails I never opened.”

“You should give them a look, apparently they’ve got lots of useful information on them for what to do when you’re adopted. Anyway, regarding Chris’ belongings and furniture, his family and girlfriend are going to get first dibs on anything Chris owned, then it goes to the landlord, who’ll probably give away whatever is left to the next little who moves in, to help them settle.”

“Honestly... I don’t know why we fight it.” I sighed.

“Don’t talk like that!” She scolded me. “That’s how the Amazons win!”

“I know. And I’ll keep fighting. It’s just... how many of us actually go on to live happy lives? How many of us get to live without the fear of being adopted every day?”

“So what are you going to do about it? Get adopted and end it all early?” She asked.

“I can’t say I haven’t thought about it... find the nicest Amazon I can and hope they don’t treat me terribly... But no. I’ll continue fighting. For Chris. For my friends.”

“That’s more like it. I know it’s scary, but you can’t let it get to you. And hey, you never know... with this little running for Parliament... maybe things could change...”

“I’m not getting my hopes up, but she’s getting my vote either way.”

“Same here. I honestly think she’ll get like… most of the little votes. Problem is getting the Amazons to vote for her, as they are the votes that matter really.”

I looked at my watch and realised how long I had spent talking to this woman.

“Shit, sorry, I better get to work! Otherwise I’ll end up like Chris if I’m not careful! Give Chris’ family my condolences!”

“Will do!” She said as I waved back, running through to the elevator.

 

The elevator ride down felt like an eternity as I watched the time on my watch pass, second by second.

Of course I got stopped on the way to work. Of course it all had to happen now. But still… poor Chris. He was so nice when I moved in. He helped me move a bunch of stuff in, got me talking to my other neighbours… he didn’t deserve to be adopted. No one did really, but he especially didn’t.

The elevator doors opened.

“Finally!” I said, rushing out of the doors like a freight train, straight for the front doors at the other end of the lobby.

Nothing mattered right now, I just needed to get back to work.

I shouldn’t have skipped out on work and bailed, but after seeing Danny like that… I had to. And now I was paying the price. I’d have to do some pretty serious grovelling and probably some overtime to make sure David doesn’t give me my last strike. I’d do anything. And hopefully Julie will have my back.

 

I ran through the streets, avoiding eye contact with every Amazon who looked down at me, knowing full well that at least half of them were probably considering adopting me right there and then. They always did. That’s why I tried not to stay outside too long. Too many times I’ve seen Amazons carry bottles of water around, ready to spray them on a little’s pants so they can claim they wet themselves and are ready to be adopted. I wouldn’t give them that chance, so I kept my eyes focused on the path ahead and ran as quickly as I could, keeping my distance from every Amazon I had to pass.

 

“And just where have you been? Julie said you had an emergency at your flat.”

David stood there, tapping his foot on the ground.

I tried sneaking in the back, hoping that he’d just brush off this little indiscretion and let me just get back to work, but I quickly found that the store had been shut early and everyone was gone, leaving just David and I alone in his office.

“Yeah. Something happened, it’s all sorted now. I’m here now.” I put on my most charming face I could, hoping he’d let me off with a little warning instead of my third strike.

“That doesn’t matter, you ran out during your shift, leaving poor Julie alone to handle customers and clean up.”

“Where is Julie anyway?” I asked.

“I sent her home. We were closing early anyway. But haven’t you got anything to say for yourself?”

“I…”

“Doesn’t matter. I don’t care what bullshit excuse you come up with this time. You not only ran out during your shift… but you never processed those order forms like I asked. And now it’s too late and it’ll cost the company money. I’m sorry… but you’ve earned your third and final strike.”

“NO! PLEASE! I’LL DO ANYTHING! EXTRA SHIFTS! UNPAID OVERTIME! ANYTHING!”

“You keep falling asleep on the job, you mess up orders, you’re tardy and unreliable. Today was just the push I needed. Julie could only protect you so much, but now… you’re fired. You obviously can’t be trusted to hold a job. You can’t even be trusted to look after yourself. I mean falling asleep during your shift… obviously you need a bedtime. You take too many potty breaks, so you won’t need to worry about those anymore…”

“No… please… not that…” Tears started streaming down my face.

This was it. This was the end for me.

If I ran… he’d just call Little Protection Services on me and they’d take me to an adoption centre to be regressed and adopted. Legally, the company was allowed to do this if I earned three strikes.

If I fought back… he’d win. He’s over twice my height and a lot stronger than I am. He’d overpower me and regress me anyway.

There was no way out of this. I fucked up that one time too many. and I was to pay the price for it.

My heart sank as I realised I was going to end up like Danny and Chris… people will be rummaging through my stuff tomorrow… although I don’t have anyone to give it to, so no doubt the next tenant in my apartment will inherit all my stuff. Maybe they’ll have a better shot at this… maybe they won’t be as stupid as I was…

“Now the handbook says I should hand you over to the nearest adoption centre. But honestly… My girlfriend has been pushing me to adopt a little one for a while anyway. I was going to go this weekend to the adoption centre and find one with her, but with you here now… I’m sorry Ellie, but you are way too little to look after yourself. So I’ve decided that my girlfriend and I will adopt you. But don’t worry! She’ll be a very loving mother, and I can find a better employee to replace you. Now… I’ve got a special surprise for you little Ellie baby… Do you want it? Can you say ‘Pwease Dada’?”

 

 

 

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[Panther Cub]

OH! Just leaving us on a cliff-hanger like that?! So cruel! (JK, I kinda do the same thing from time to time with my own stories... ?)

[Moon3ye]

She should race or something and hope to meet one of the nice Amazon colleagues.

I think that the girlfriend could be nice but with him I have a bad feeling.

[Traycie]

Me too, with Ellie being petite any thoughts she has of at least being treated like a little girl should be vapourizing about now, I expect the surprise David has for her is a locking pacifier and that she will soon find herself being put back into diapers and baby clothes by his girlfriend as she goes son a Mommy trip. 

 

[TerranV]

Well this escalated quickly.

Good chapter.

[LittleFallenPrincess]

On 7/29/2022 at 10:38 PM, Panther Cub said:

OH! Just leaving us on a cliff-hanger like that?! So cruel! (JK, I kinda do the same thing from time to time with my own stories... ?)

I *may* have a lot of cliffhangers planned for this story... ?

On 7/30/2022 at 5:17 AM, Moon3ye said:

She should race or something and hope to meet one of the nice Amazon colleagues.

I think that the girlfriend could be nice but with him I have a bad feeling.

It's not looking good for her... :3

On 7/30/2022 at 12:34 PM, Traycie said:

Me too, with Ellie being petite any thoughts she has of at least being treated like a little girl should be vapourizing about now, I expect the surprise David has for her is a locking pacifier and that she will soon find herself being put back into diapers and baby clothes by his girlfriend as she goes son a Mommy trip. 

 

Yeah I can't see this ending well for our protagonist. 

10 hours ago, TerranV said:

Well this escalated quickly.

Good chapter.

Thank you! ?

[Panther Cub]

Ooooooooh, I'm excited!

[LittleFallenPrincess]

 

Chapter 4: Paying the Price

Regression Echo – LittleFallenPrincess

 

‘No… I refuse to… you won’t take me without a fight…’

I kept my mouth shut and stared at the ground as David crouched down in front of me.

“Hey kiddo. I know it’s scary. But this is what's best for you. You struggled at work, like most littles do. You and your lot just aren’t meant to work like us Amazons, you’re meant to look cute and let us take care of you. Now, can you say ‘Daddy’?” He said in that creepy way Amazons talk down to us littles.

I shook my head. I refused to say it. I refused to let him win.

“Well that’s a shame. Because I know I was hard on you as a boss… but as a Daddy I’ll treat you right. You’ll be my little princess. I’ll make sure you’re taken care of, loved, and protected. I’ll enjoy dressing you up in cute little baby dresses and showing you off to my friends. Unless you step out of line. If you behave like you do at work… you’ll find you’ll end up over my knee very quickly. Mummy will be the same too, she’ll probably want to start nursing as soon as possible, so hey, you won’t have to worry about struggling to use your nappies soon, it’ll just become second nature. And from what I’ve heard about Amazon milk, you’ll want to nurse as often as possible.”

“Fuck. You. David.” I growled, standing my ground.

“Well that certainly isn’t acceptable behaviour from my little princess…

Ugh… his aura, him being this close to me, repulsed me. And the way he talked about me just creeped me out. I wasn’t going to be his ‘princess’. I wasn’t going to nurse. I wasn’t going to do any of this!

“Good job we still have some old training videos from the first time the company tried hiring littles.”

“Wait… what?”

“Oh yes, many years ago, just as I started as a barista here, the company thought it could exploit littles by getting them to work for them. They’d pay them less, treat them badly, then when they inevitably failed… they’d send them off to be adopted. They never admitted to it, but my manager at the time confirmed it, they had an… arrangement… with adoption centres.”

He quickly grabbed my arms before I could run for it, pulling me in close. I tried fighting back, but his strength far surpassed mine as he lifted me up with one arm, carrying me over to the corner of the room where a TV stood.

“Well, when the littles inevitably failed and were going to be adopted, the company had created these fun little video tapes…”

I looked at a stack of tapes underneath the TV. I had never noticed them there, but then again I rarely needed to come into David’s office during my time here. Looking closely at the labels, I read them out in my head.

‘Little Employee Training Video 1 through 5… what the hell is on those tapes?’ I thought to myself.

“...They are fun little training videos to prepare the little for adoption… they saved the centres a bit of time breaking you lot in. But since the business became more ‘little friendly’, they stopped use of these tapes and gave you more of a chance. But hey, they’ll come in handy now, it saves me having to buy one of those kiddie show DVDs that melt your mind.”

“No… please… David… no! I don’t want to be a baby!” I pleaded.

“You may not want to, but it’s what’s best for you, princess. But first… we better get you into a new work uniform, as silly Daddy forgot to do that first… one that won’t get ruined when you watch these tapes…”

Walking away from the TV and out of the office, he carried me out onto the store floor. I squirmed and tried to fight as much as possible, but it was futile. He was much stronger and I had nowhere to run. Even if I somehow made it home… I wouldn’t be safe. Because according to the handbook, I’d be legally property of the adoption centre, so LPS would be allowed into the building to take me away. My landlord’s agreement wouldn’t be able to save me from that. So even home wasn’t safe right now…

“Now… I set up a little playpen for you earlier, I also got some cute little nappies from lost and found, along with a really cute onesie I think you’ll look absolutely precious in! Don’t worry though, we’ll get you more clothes and supplies when we go to the store this weekend. We can get you a whole brand new nursery! Aren’t you excited, Princess?”

I turned my head to see a playpen set up in the corner. I hadn’t noticed it at first when I came in, the counter had been concealing it. But here it stood… my prison until this creep melts my mind.

“You go in there, my little princess. You be good for Daddy whilst he gets your nappies from the office. Daddy is so forgetful! He should have brought them in with him. You be good for Daddy, baby girl.”

He gently dropped me into the playpen and walked off back to his office.

As soon as he was out of view, I quickly inspected my environment.

“Right… how do I get out…”

I looked at the lock of the playpen door… no way was that budging. Only an Amazon had the strength to open that. I looked up at the walls of the playpen… no way I’d be able to climb up those. Especially before he managed to get to his office and back. No, this was it. There was no escape as I backed up into the corner of the playpen, my heart racing and my mind panicking as my nightmare was coming true.

“Where’s my little princess?” David called out.

He was back… 

‘Please… no… anyone? Please? Save me…’

I prayed to whatever God would listen, I prayed that someone would come save me. Maybe Julie would come back and take me with her, saving me from this fate? Maybe Hailey? Alicia? Anyone?

But as the heavy footsteps of my odious boss got closer and closer, I realised I really was on my own and there was no hope left. I was going to be regressed and there was nothing I could do about it.

I’d never met his girlfriend, but anyone who could love this horrid little man must not be a nice person. Especially if she’s looking forward to a strict nursing routine. I bet she’s just as controlling and cruel as he is. And now she was going to be… ‘Mummy’.

I felt a pit in my chest as I thought about what my life would entail now that I was being adopted. No more Chinese takeaway on a Friday night, no more gossiping with Hailey on my break at work. No more chats with Julie as we opened up shop. No more snuggling up on my sofa with a hot chocolate watching my favourite shows after a hard day at work. A date with Alicia was completely off the table now, the closest I’d get is a playdate with other adopted littles.

How far was he going to regress me? How much damage would he do to my brain until I was the perfect little ‘Princess’ he desperately wanted. Would I be a toddler? Baby? Infant? Newborn? Would I be allowed some freedom or would every waking moment be controlled? Would I even get solid foods? Would I even care?

Maybe he’d destroy every last vestige of my adult mind.

Maybe I’d be as good as dead.

“There she is! There’s my little Princess Ellie!” He said in that ridiculous tone reserved for babies and pets. “Are you ready, Princess? Time to get you back in nappies again…”

He bent down over the playpen railing and lifted me up, shoving his sweaty arms under mine, and carrying me over to one of the tables I’d served and cleaned for the past year.

“Daddy got you these cute nappies. Let's get these pants off first, shall we?”

He pulled my shoes off and threw them off to the side. Followed by my pants, leaving me in just my work shirt and panties.

“I…” I tried to complain, to fight back…

“Shush…” David quickly pulled out a dummy from his pocket, placing it in my mouth, effectively silencing me.

“Won’t need this either anymore…” He said as he pulled my work shirt up and over my head, before throwing it in the pile of the clothes I’d probably never wear again.

 

“Now… no more of these silly things… babies like you don’t need them…”

His creepy hands sent shivers down my body as he pulled out a pair of scissors and cut both my panties and my bra off, quickly throwing the destroyed garments on the pile with the rest of my stuff.

I was completely naked in front of the man I absolutely detested. 

With one hand he grabbed both of my ankles and lifted them up, raising my bum off the cold plastic table, then with the other he slid a thick babyish nappy underneath me, before laying me back down on the soft padding.

‘Why does this padding feel so… good… so… right?’ I thought to myself.

Every inch of my body wanted to run. But my brain was frozen. I didn’t know what to do. Or what I could do. The soft padding underneath my butt was nice, but it was about to be taped up and my fate would be sealed…

“One tape…” He aligned one tape and I didn’t even need to look down to tell it wasn’t on properly. He had no experience with this… “Aaaand two! Good job baby! Is that better?”

I pouted from behind the dummy in my mouth. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of a proper response.

“Oh fine. If you want to play it that way, I won’t bother with a top. Your little boobies can just hang out instead!”

He lifted me up, clearly frustrated, and stormed off with me in his arms towards his office. I flailed about as best I could, but this was it. I couldn’t fight it. Placing me down on to the floor by the TV, he quickly grabbed the remote with one hand whilst holding me in place with the other so I couldn’t escape.

“Here you go Princess, after this video, you’ll be Daddy’s little Princess…”

He flicked on the TV and the screen burst to life.

The old VHS flickering started the presentation off with a cutesy title screen that read:

‘Little Employee Training Video 1: Your New Life’

An older woman walked on screen and for some reason I found I couldn’t look away. I felt David’s release on me as he realised I was entranced.

Colourful characters in the background sang and danced along to the playful, childish music that played in my ears. I couldn’t keep my eyes off them and I felt myself swaying gently to the song.

But when the woman sat down on a chair in the middle of the screen, all my attention focused on her. A very pretty woman, probably in her late 40s, with blonde hair and a very pretty blue dress… she looked so inviting and loving and I couldn’t help but like her as she pulled out a book and looked at the camera.

“Hello little ones. I’m Mary. I’m here today to help you become the best little babies for your Mummies and Daddies. Now as you’re aware, you once worked for our wonderful Coffee chain, but then, like most little babies like you, you couldn’t handle the high pressure environment. But then we weren’t expecting you to. Littles can’t even look after themselves, isn’t that right sweetie?”

I found myself nodding along at her words. I knew deep-down it was wrong, but my brain felt good when I agreed with Mary.

“Now, your managers have probably decided that you’re much better off being adopted by a wonderful Mummy or Daddy… or even both! Isn’t that exciting! You’re going to have a lovely pampered life with your new parents, and you’ll never have to worry about a thing!”

I smiled, feeling drool drip down onto my bare chest.

“But first, we have to prepare you to go to an adoption centre, so that you can be the best little baby for your new parents. We’re here to make sure you are perfect for any potential adopters. And to do that…”

The screen started blurring a bit.

My mind started hazing over.

I giggled and slapped the floor with my hands, kicking my bare feet forwards.

No… this wasn’t it. This couldn’t be it… could it?

I could feel the effects of the video get stronger. I was unable to resist it as it got too much and my brain surrendered to the subliminal messages hidden in the video and audio of the presentation.

This was going to be life now. A babbling little ‘Princess’ for my creepy boss.

Great.

Fucking great.

My thoughts got… softer… simple… babies needs… baby needs…

‘…I need to escape… I need to… esc… I need… Da… Daddy… Dada… I…. p… pwincess…’

 

 

 

 

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[Moon3ye]

I think the Amazon guy is creepy.

I am curious how it continues and whether she is really adopted by him and his girlfriend.

[TerranV]

My out there guess is we cut to several years to the future where she is rescued from her adoption and has flashbacks to her time regressed.

Good chapter.

[kerry]

On 8/5/2022 at 3:38 PM, TerranV said:

My out there guess is we cut to several years to the future where she is rescued from her adoption and has flashbacks to her time regressed.

Good chapter.

That would certainly mesh with the title.

[LittleFallenPrincess]

On 8/5/2022 at 7:43 PM, Moon3ye said:

I think the Amazon guy is creepy.

I am curious how it continues and whether she is really adopted by him and his girlfriend.

He is creepy.

And you'll just have to wait and see what's in story for our little Ellie on Friday... ?

On 8/5/2022 at 9:38 PM, TerranV said:

My out there guess is we cut to several years to the future where she is rescued from her adoption and has flashbacks to her time regressed.

Good chapter.

Ooooh good theory!

Not gonna say if it's correct or not.

All I'll say is I can't wait to see everyone's comments.

On 8/6/2022 at 9:41 PM, kerry said:

That would certainly mesh with the title.

It would, wouldn't it! ?