The LETO Syndicate - Epilogue (7/5/23)

[LittleFallenPrincess]

The LETO Syndicate

A girl wakes up on a bus on it's way to a large, windowless building in the middle of nowhere, strapped to a large car seat, alongside a couple dozen others like her. No doubt you've heard this story before. But I hope I can still surprise you all with my own little twist on the much loved scenario!

 

This one is a lot shorter than my usual stories (mine are usually 40 and an epilogue, though some go way above that), at around half my usual length. It's also very different from my usual stories, but I won't spoil anything.

Regression, humiliation, strong Nannies, a strict Headmistress, lesbian romance... it's got it all!

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Chapter 1: Arrival

The LETO Syndicate – LittleFallenPrincess

 

 

Pulling against the straps holding me in place, strapped tightly into this stupidly comfortable seat that felt more like a baby’s car seat than a normal bus seat, I wondered to myself how I got into this position.

I struggled against the wrist straps first, hoping they would give way, even if only the tiniest amount, to allow me to attempt to escape. But alas, they were on as tight as possible. So when that failed, I tried my legs. I quickly found they too were secured to the seat and I was unable to move them. The best I could do was wriggle, and the only part of me that wasn’t completely secured was my head and neck. They even put a strap around my waist, holding me back in my seat.

Thankfully, as I stopped focusing on myself, and started focusing on my surroundings… I saw I wasn’t the only one. And just like me, they were all wearing identical white scrubs.

 

Turning to my immediate left, sat next to the window, I saw what looked to be an angel.

Beautiful long, blonde hair… shining blue eyes… petite and looking she was around her late twenties… this girl was beautiful. Like the kind of girl I always dreamed I’d be with, but knew I had no shot with. Not that I’m a bad looking gal, just… this girl was gorgeous. Those dazzling blue eyes were concentrating on the window, looking out into the barren green fields, out into the middle of nowhere.

“There’s nothing out there. Plus the windows are tinted…” I said to her, trying to initiate conversation.

“Sorry?” She said, quickly turning around to look at me.

“If you think you’re going to flag someone down to rescue you… no one can see in. I saw this van from the outside before I was taken.”

“Oh… no… it’s not that. I just… it’s beautiful, isn’t it?” She asked, sounding so… carefree right now.

I looked out of the window at the picture-perfect country scene.

“I suppose it is. You… you don’t seem worried…” I said, suspicious of why she sounded so carefree right now.

“Neither do you…” She replied.

“Oh I am, believe me. But my Dad always taught me to keep calm if anything like this ever happened. To not antagonise your kidnapper. What about you, why aren’t you worried?”

“I figured this would happen to me.”

“Wait… what? You figured you’d be kidnapped by some shady, burly men in guard uniforms and shoved on a bus with tinted windows?”

“Not exactly that… but…” She took one long sigh and looked me in the eyes. “My sister went missing last year. She looked just like me. Only a year older than me too. And out of nowhere… vanished. I spent the last year worried that it’d happen to me too. You hear about all these girls going missing in town… I knew it would happen sooner or later.”

“Where are you from?” I asked her, wondering what town she had been taken from, which town she was talking about. Her accent sounded Northern, but I was useless with accents so couldn’t pinpoint exactly where she was from.

“Sheffield. Why, what about you?” She asked.

“I’m from Bath. Sorry, I was just wondering where your accent was from.”

“So… so we’re completely different ends of the country. That’s weird.” She said, rolling her eyes towards the window again.

“Yeah… they must take girls like us from all over the country and take us to… wherever they’re taking us. Do you recognise any of the landscape?”

“Nope. It’s nice though. Very nature…y.” She smiled, making my heart flutter.

“Yeah it’s quite nice. I… I wonder where they’re taking us though, out in the middle of nowhere.”

“Probably some secret facility.” She whispered, grinning.

“And how do you know that?” I asked.

“Just a guess. It’s what I’d do.”

I laughed, causing me to gain the attention of one of the guards at the front of the bus.

“What you’d do?” I whispered.

“Yeah, if I kidnapped a bunch of pretty girls, I’d take them to a facility in the middle of nowhere.”

‘Wait… does she think I’m pretty?’ I thought to myself, my heart aflutter.

“And what would you do with them? Sell them? Experiment on them? Fuck them until they’re your obedient little whores?” I joked.

She paused for a second, thinking, making me worry I had gone too far with the joke.

“Probably just play video games with them and eat pizza.” She grinned.

“Remind me to get kidnapped by you next time.” I replied, smiling.

She smiled back in what looked to be a flirty manner. But hey, what do I know? I haven’t done the whole dating game thing in a while.

“So… what were you doing when you were taken?” She asked.

“I was at a bar, getting hammered with my mates. Susie had just ordered another round, and I got a phone call. So I went outside, out into the back alley to take the call, and… that’s when I was taken. Bag over head, injection in my neck… world went black. Woke up slightly as they were loading us all on, that’s when I saw the outside of this bus, but quickly went under again. Then, like you, woke up on this journey to nowhere. What about you?”

“I had just gotten off from a late night at work. Walking home… I was followed by a couple of rough-looking guys. Tried to dodge them by heading down another street… but they had backup. Grabbed me, shot me with something in the neck, bag over head just like you. Fun times.”

“You’re awfully more relaxed than everyone else on here…” I commented.

We both looked around at the other passengers. The ones currently in the same predicament, tied to these ‘car seat’ things. Three guards patrolled the aisle, keeping an eye out on each person.

Upon closer inspection, some passengers were still asleep. Obviously whatever drug our kidnappers had used worked differently depending on the person. Some were wide awake… but were gagged. They had probably tried to fight back or argue… or even bite. Some were just like me and my new friend, chatting and trying to keep calm, but there were only a few of those. Most were panicking.

“I’m not exactly a glass-half-full kinda girl. Not exactly optimistic in the first place, even before being kidnapped.” My new friend shrugged.

“Ah… same.”

“Sorry, Where are my manners…” She said, “I’m Sarah.”

“Judy.” I replied.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Judy.” Sarah smiled.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Sarah. Hey… just wondering…”

“What?”

“Can… Can we try to stick together, whatever happens? I think it’ll improve our chances of getting through this in one piece if we watch each other’s backs.” I suggested.

“I mean… sure? I don’t know how easy that will be though… We still don’t know what they have planned. And they could easily split us up.”

“QUIET!” One of the guards shouted, the one at the front. “We’re arriving…”

“Arriving where?” I whispered to Sarah.

“I guess we’re going to find out…” Sarah replied, shrugging her shoulders.

 

The bus turned off the main road, down a private road leading to a large prison-like gate.

Stopping at what was probably a checkpoint, the front door of the bus opened and the bus driver started chatting to one of the guards outside. I tried to listen to what they were saying, but I couldn’t make out anything at this distance, it’s a shame we weren’t sitting closer to the front.

“What are they saying?” Sarah asked.

“No idea. Probably just checking in.” I replied.

The doors closed suddenly and I saw the gate in front start opening slowly, rattling the whole way.

“Looks like we’re here…” Sarah said.

My heart was racing as we slowly drove down the long road, towards what looked like a prison complex. At least that’s what it looked like on the outside. But not one of those usual old prisons we have in the UK, but a much more modern one. One that looked more like a billionaire’s nuclear bunker or something, or a super modern art gallery. Just big blocks of white stone with no windows and only one door on the front. That probably isn’t the only door, but that was the only one in view.

“That… is an evil villain’s lair…” Sarah commented.

“Yeah, not the friendliest-looking place…” I replied, smirking. “Maybe it’s all kittens and rainbows on the inside?”

“Oh and teddy bears and hugs?” She laughed quietly, as to not alert the guard.

“And pillows and sweeties!”

“That wouldn’t be so bad…”

“QUIET!” The guard shouted again. The whole bus then slowly came to a standstill, and not a single noise was made as the engine calmed down. “No talking. Or else. No resisting. Or else. No trying to escape…”

That’s when I fucked up.

“Or else?” I asked.

A gasp of around a dozen people or more filled the bus as the guard who was talking stared directly at me, clearly pissed.

“What was that?” The guard growled as he walked slowly down the aisle towards me.

“I… I…”

“I said ‘or else?’” Sarah said from beside me, as if she was willing to take the blame for it.

I turned to my side and looked Sarah in the eyes. She just stared back and smiled.

“We stick together.” She whispered to me.

“Oh, it was you was it?” The guard asked, looking at her.

“Yes. I was just confirming…”

“It was me. I was just confirming…” I interrupted, before being interrupted myself by the angry-looking guard.

“You both want to own up to it? Big mistake. One strike for both of you.” He growled.

“And three strikes and we’re out?” I asked, in a cocky manner that I quickly regretted as the tall, muscly man looked down at me.

“One strike equals one punishment.” He grinned, cockily.

“Ooooh punishment! What, are you going to spank us?” Sarah joined in, laughing.

“Have fun later, girls…” He said as he walked off to the front of the bus again, pulling out what looked to be a computer tablet and pressing a couple of buttons on it. I swear I could see a picture of me and a picture of Sarah on it as he closed it down and slipped it back into his large pocket.

“That… wasn’t that bad. Though we really shouldn’t have pissed off that guy… it could backfire on us.” Sarah said, breathing a sigh of relief.

“I’m pretty sure it has. But thanks for sticking up for me back there.” I replied, smiling up at her sweetly.

“Hey, you said we stick together, right? I’ve got your back, if you have mine.”

“Of course. I wonder what punishment we’ll get…”

“Well we still don’t know if this is like a sex thing or a prison thing or an illegal experimentation thing. Either way… I’m not looking forward to seeing what we get.” Sarah sighed.

“RIGHT! ONE BY ONE. LETS GO BOYS.” The main guard said, as the other two went to the front seats and then just as I thought they’d undo the restraints to get the first passengers off… they just lifted the whole damn seat out and carried it out of the bus! Like… how freaking strong are they? As they carried the first two victims off, out of the bus, my hopes of trying to escape whilst I was unrestrained were dashed. And then a minute later… the guards returned.

Taking the next two… they did this a bunch of times, making their way from the front of the bus to the back end where me and Sarah were sitting. They slowly removed each and every victim that they had most likely kidnapped and took them off the bus, without removing them from these weird baby-car seat things.

I counted along, seeing how many they had taken, as I couldn’t tell on the way here from where I was sitting, but it looked to be about twenty in front of us… and I had a feeling there were maybe six behind us I think? And before long… It was our turn.

“Time for the troublemakers…” the main guard said, taking over from the guard who was doing our side. “I’ll get little miss trouble, you get the bratty little princess.”

The other guard didn’t say a word, he just nodded.

Uncoupling my seat from the bus, the main guard lifted me up with no effort and carried me towards the front of the bus. And that’s when the pit of dread started forming in my stomach. 

But nothing would have prepared me for what I saw next.

 

 

 

 

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So... thoughts so far? I know it's only the first chapter, but it's not my usual kind of story and so far those on my patreon are loving it, so I hope you all love it too!

 

 

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[Guilend]

Oh no, not the dreaded fadeout at the end. Oh the horror that she must be seeing, THE HORROR OF IT ALL! 

 

I'm absolutely loving this story. Everyone definitely should check out her Patreon. The last couple chapters she's posted on there of this story are amazing. 

[TerranV]

Interested so far. 

Nothing wrong with a shorter story either.

[Bluebird67]

Looking great so far! I keep forgetting you set your stories in the UK, now I’m wondering where there would be enough “nowhere” for this institution in our somewhat crowded country. Hm. From Sheffield, go via Bath and continue. Maybe one of the wilder parts of Devon?

[The Cle-venger]

great beginning

[Moon3ye]

I'm excited to see where you take us this time.

[YourFNF]

21 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

I struggled against the wrist straps first, hoping they would give way, even if only the tiniest amount, to allow me to attempt to escape. But alas, they were on as tight as possible. So when that failed, I tried my legs. I quickly found they too were secured to the seat and I was unable to move them. The best I could do was wriggle, and the only part of me that wasn’t completely secured was my head and neck. They even put a strap around my waist, holding me back in my seat.

Okay first impressions... I am fucked.... I don't how I was stupid enough to let myself get taken like this but I am fucked if this is a legit five point chair system.... I could possibly escape by dislocating my thumb to slip the wrist restraint first and then attempt to take the vehicle but these people are clearly pros and that's not likely to work.... So time to sit back asses and observe everything.... Play possum and wait for an opportunity... Although honestly if I have a solo on me that somehow hasn't been removed (would likely have to be implanted if they strip searched me and changed my clothes) I'm seriously considering activating it. Because I have no gear minimal to no training and am being moved to a secondary site that I don't know the location of.... So I have to hope to fuck for an extraction.... Thankfully for yours truly I have a survivalist girlfriend with connections to paramilitaries and organized crime (No I'm not joking about this part, like this is legit.) who will go full Liam Neeson in "Taken" but I sincerely doubt our protagonist is so lucky...

22 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

o... thoughts so far? I know it's only the first chapter, but it's not my usual kind of story and so far those on my patreon are loving it, so I hope you all love it too!

 

I'm probably going to nope on this one cause of triggers but it's really well put together. These fuckers are clearly pros, well funded and I know for a fact I could not get out of this one.

[YourFNF]

....

Actually yeah I know exactly what card I playing in this scenario... It's not much but I'm telling them "Look up my file. You must have intel on my domestic partner.... You know they are an operative right or was this an oversight? Are you fuckers really prepared to go to war? Or was this is a whole big mistake? Let me go and this can all be behind us..."

Actually that's probably why I wouldn't be grabbed by these assholes... 😅😆🤷‍♀️

[Tracey]

Me too, it is off to a great start, we are left wondering what the first strike is and what the cliff hanger will mean to our two protagonists

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[FloridaKid]

Off to a great start! Judy’s made a friend already and she’s in trouble already…another LFP journey begins! I’m going to take a SWAG at the acronym: Little Escort Training Organization. For the right money, they’ll transform a beautiful girl into the baby doll of your dreams. Frighteningly plausible.

Can’t wait to see what punishments are in store and what relationships develop. Bring it! 🙂

[LittleFallenPrincess]

On 4/26/2023 at 5:52 PM, Guilend said:

Oh no, not the dreaded fadeout at the end. Oh the horror that she must be seeing, THE HORROR OF IT ALL! 

 

I'm absolutely loving this story. Everyone definitely should check out her Patreon. The last couple chapters she's posted on there of this story are amazing. 

Aww thank you so much! I'm glad you're enjoying it!

On 4/26/2023 at 7:10 PM, TerranV said:

Interested so far. 

Nothing wrong with a shorter story either.

Yay! Off to a good start then. I hope you all continue to enjoy it as it goes on.

And yeah, when I was originally planning this, I was going to do the usual 40 chapters, but felt like a lot of the stuff would just be repeated or stretched out, and I think it works well as a shorter story.

On 4/26/2023 at 10:53 PM, Bluebird67 said:

Looking great so far! I keep forgetting you set your stories in the UK, now I’m wondering where there would be enough “nowhere” for this institution in our somewhat crowded country. Hm. From Sheffield, go via Bath and continue. Maybe one of the wilder parts of Devon?

Haha, yeah I always set all my stories in the UK, as most are usually set in the US. Even my DD stories are set in a version of the UK.

Well they don't necessarily have to go from Sheffield to Bath and onwards, or vice versa. They could have been taken from opposite ends of the country and brought together at a central location somewhere in the midlands, before being transported together. All we know is that it's in the middle of nowhere.

On 4/27/2023 at 3:07 AM, The Cle-venger said:

great beginning

Thank you!

On 4/27/2023 at 3:11 PM, Moon3ye said:

I'm excited to see where you take us this time.

I hope you continue to enjoy it! This story isn't like my usual stories, so we'll have to see :3

On 4/27/2023 at 3:36 PM, YourFNF said:

Okay first impressions... I am fucked.... I don't how I was stupid enough to let myself get taken like this but I am fucked if this is a legit five point chair system.... I could possibly escape by dislocating my thumb to slip the wrist restraint first and then attempt to take the vehicle but these people are clearly pros and that's not likely to work.... So time to sit back asses and observe everything.... Play possum and wait for an opportunity... Although honestly if I have a solo on me that somehow hasn't been removed (would likely have to be implanted if they strip searched me and changed my clothes) I'm seriously considering activating it. Because I have no gear minimal to no training and am being moved to a secondary site that I don't know the location of.... So I have to hope to fuck for an extraction.... Thankfully for yours truly I have a survivalist girlfriend with connections to paramilitaries and organized crime (No I'm not joking about this part, like this is legit.) who will go full Liam Neeson in "Taken" but I sincerely doubt our protagonist is so lucky...

I'm probably going to nope on this one cause of triggers but it's really well put together. These fuckers are clearly pros, well funded and I know for a fact I could not get out of this one.

Awww that's a shame, but I understand. It's definitely not something I'd usually write, but at the same time it's not exactly like other stories of this kind.😊

On 4/27/2023 at 4:01 PM, YourFNF said:

....

Actually yeah I know exactly what card I playing in this scenario... It's not much but I'm telling them "Look up my file. You must have intel on my domestic partner.... You know they are an operative right or was this an oversight? Are you fuckers really prepared to go to war? Or was this is a whole big mistake? Let me go and this can all be behind us..."

Actually that's probably why I wouldn't be grabbed by these assholes... 😅😆🤷‍♀️

They probably research their targets and pick out people who they could take easily. So definitely not you

14 hours ago, Tracey said:

Me too, it is off to a great start, we are left wondering what the first strike is and what the cliff hanger will mean to our two protagonists

. 

Thank you! I hope you continue to enjoy it!

5 hours ago, FloridaKid said:

Off to a great start! Judy’s made a friend already and she’s in trouble already…another LFP journey begins! I’m going to take a SWAG at the acronym: Little Escort Training Organization. For the right money, they’ll transform a beautiful girl into the baby doll of your dreams. Frighteningly plausible.

Can’t wait to see what punishments are in store and what relationships develop. Bring it! 🙂

This isn't like my usual stories. That's all I'll say. And who said they're all girls? But yeah... that's a good theory! Also a very good acronym! We'll have to wait and see, I guess :3

[YourFNF]

5 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

They probably research their targets and pick out people who they could take easily. So definitely not you

Yep! nobody wants a Borne Identity, Taken or John Wick on your hands when you kidnap the hit-man, insurgent or intelligence operatives girlfriend....😅😆🤷‍♀️

[LittleFallenPrincess]

 

 

Chapter 2: Assembly

The LETO Syndicate – LittleFallenPrincess

 

 

Two columns of all the victims I had just seen on the bus, all lined up in a straight line… each still in the weird restraint seats… but with wheels underneath them and a handle coming off the back. It seemed like there was an even mix of guys and girls too.

And attached to the handle… were… Goddesses. 

Like… these women were gorgeous. Angelic faces, curvaceous figures, all dressed in… maid uniforms? But not typical sexy maid uniforms that you get for kinky stuff… No, these were old-school Victorian maid outfits. Like… Nanny-esque shit. Like Governess kinda stuff.

“Shit… it’s a sex thing…” I heard from behind me, sounding just like Sarah.

And near the back of the line were a few empty frames with Maids holding the handles. No doubt waiting for us…

Upon closer inspection it wasn’t two columns. It was one… with each pair on the bus sat next to each other, like a double baby stroller or something, with one Maid behind each pair. Yeah… one frame holding two victims, with a Maid behind each. What the ever-loving fuck was this?

 

As I was carried over to the next available frame, I looked up at the woman who would be pushing me… and she was… just… wow. Brunette hair tied up into a bun, picture perfect makeup with a freshly pressed uniform that seemed to hug her curves in all the right places… she looked amazing.

But then I was quickly turned around and lowered, until I heard a click, and then the guard moved away.

‘I guess I’m in place now?’ I thought as I watched the next guard bring Sarah over and placed her seat in place next to mine. 

‘Well at least I’m still with her.’ I thought to myself.

We sat there in silence, waiting for something to happen, as the guards went back to the bus and continued bringing other victims out in their carriers, carrying them out and behind us, no doubt locking them in the frames behind us.

I guessed correctly, six more people were brought out and carried off behind us, no doubt being put in the empty frames. Then the bus door closed suddenly and one lone guard drove off in it, leaving the two guards from the bus, along with a couple more who must have come from the strange building. And of course all us victims and these incredibly gorgeous maids, who all stood in silence and didn’t move a muscle. Not even their eyes twitched.

‘I wonder if we’re going to start moving any…’

And then as if I was a psychic, I noticed the maids in front of us moving forward in step with each other, pushing their victims further towards the building. Being jolted forward, Sarah and I  were then pushed by our maid, perfectly in line with the pair in front of us.

As we reached the big, ominous, mechanical doors to whatever this place was, I felt the pit in my stomach grow bigger. Sarah must have been able to see this, because she reached her hand over as best she could given the restraints holding us in place, offering it to me. So I grabbed it and squeezed hard as we were pushed through the doors.

 

My eyes adjusted to the new levels of light after being outside for a while. Going from the brilliant sunshine, which was rare for England, to the entirely artificial light of this facility… It was quite jarring.

“Wow… it’s so… clinical.” Sarah commented.

The maid pushing us quickly shushed her before looking back up, without skipping a step as she pushed us down the long hallway.

Surrounding us were completely white walls. Like… that’s it. Tiled white floor, painted white walls, cold lights illuminating the entire way down… it was creepy. Like those scary movies where people get put into creepy hospitals.

No artwork. No plants. Nothing. No furniture whatsoever. 

And what was worse… was that we were now in some kind of queue as I realised we had slowly come to a complete stop.

Every 10 seconds we edged forward a couple of metres. And one by one, the queue entered what looked to be a doorway at the end of the bland corridor, each time my heart beating quicker.

That was until we reached the doorway and a generic, nondescript guard looked down at us.

“Sarah Dickinson. 29. Female.” He said, looking at Sarah before turning to me. “Judith Teles. 28. Female. Oh and you both have a strike already… interesting.”

I looked nervously at the floor.

“Seat 15. Same room assignment.” He said to the maid behind us.

“Thanks.” She replied, with the most angelic voice imaginable.  Seriously, my heart melted.

And with that, we were off again, being pushed down the next corridor, but instead of being pushed straight ahead, where there was a large reception desk, we turned left towards an even bigger door… which revealed a huge hall. It had a stage, loads of spaces for these weird stroller things to be parked, and a podium at the front of the stage with a microphone. Honestly… it felt like school again, it looked just like a school assembly hall.

Quickly moving us into position into one of the empty parking spots, we found we were now facing forwards, directly at the stage. And as soon as we were parked, the maid who had been pushing us sat in the fixed seat next to us.

We watched the remaining strollers be pushed into the hall and into position, as we nervously awaited what they had to show us that was so important. 

There was a bit of mumbling throughout the assembly hall, it appeared the people running this didn’t seem that fussed about us all talking to our partner, which I thought was a bit weird.

But then the mumbling all stopped and everyone quickly turned their heads to the only noise that was reverberating through the assembly hall.

The clacking of high heels on the stage.

 

I watched as the most beautiful woman I had ever seen walked across the stage, wearing a classy business suit with a smart pencil skirt, holding what looked to be papers in her hand, until she reached the podium, placing those papers down and looking up at us… smiling.

“Good afternoon. I see we have a bunch of cuties this semester! Oh what a joy this first semester will be.” The woman exclaimed, gently clapping her hands together in joy.

“Semester? Is this like… a university or a school or something?” Whispered Sarah.

Our maid quickly shushed her and turned back to the woman on stage.

“Right. Time for introductions. I am Mrs Braithwaite. But you will refer to me as ‘Headmistress’.” She said in an authoritative voice. “And this… is your new school.”

“School? Bitch I’m thirty two! I did school ages ago!” A man in the front yelled, the voice was coming from one of the strollers.

“Not anymore you’re not.” She grinned, making even my tummy feel uneasy.

The maid in front, the one sitting next to the guy who just yelled, did something to the guy and suddenly he stopped yelling… just mumbling… but I couldn’t see what, as the back of his seat was preventing me from even seeing what he looked like.

“So anyway… As I was saying, welcome to your new home for the next month.” The Headmistress continued.

“Month?” Whispered Sarah again, earning yet another shush from the maid next to us.

“You have all been carefully selected for a place at this brand new, prestigious academy. You are the first batch, after all the beta tests, that get to take part in this wonderful program.”

“Umm…” I heard from a woman in a stroller up front.

“What is it, little one?” The Headmistress asked her.

“What… program?” The woman asked, nervously.

“I’m glad you asked. You see this school was created to create the very best little ones. Before this, we used to do it on a case by case basis. But demand grew faster than we expected, so with my finances, I created this academy. You see, what we do is take in the dregs of society. Homeless people, unemployed, vulnerable people, as well as some special exceptions or special requests… and we train them.”

“Train them for what?”

“Such an inquisitive little mind. Shame that won’t do you any good here, sweetie…” The Headmistress said in a condescending tone. “We train you to be babies, of course.”

“BABIES?” The whole hall erupted.

“Quiet… or else.” The Headmistress warned.

As soon as she added the ‘or else’, the hall went silent again in an instant.

“Like I said… we train you to be babies. Then at the end, we auction you off to the highest bidder, who will then adopt you and keep you as their little one.”

“But that’s illegal!” The woman cried out.

“And that’s enough out of you…” The Headmistress waved her hand once again and the maid next to the woman with all the questions quickly reached over and suddenly the girl was silent. “As I was saying, you’ll be here for about a month. In that time you’ll be conditioned and trained to be the best little babies you can be. There are a lot of wealthy clients out there looking for adult babies to own. So we train you, then sell you on. This is the first official semester and the first official class of the academy, before now it has been testing our processes on various numbers of unwilling participants. This is the most we’ve taken on at once, but I believe we are ready. Especially with our trained guards and our amazing staff of Nannies to take care of each of you.”

I looked over at the ‘Nanny’ who was sitting next to us, who just smiled and waved at me and Sarah.

“Those Nannies that brought you in… they will be your Nanny. Each Nanny has two students, and will be in charge of them. If they tell you to do something… you do it. They will dress you, feed you, change you…”

“CHANGE?” Some people called out in the front row.

“Oh yes. Babies need nappies…” The Headmistress’ sly grin crept up once again.

“I’M NOT WEARING A…” The person yelling was quickly silenced like the previous two.

“As I was saying… you’ll be here a month. And in that time, you’ll go through a week of newborn training. Then a week of baby training. Then a week of toddler training. At the end of the third week, the auction will commence, and you’ll be sold to the highest bidder. They will then choose your age, whether it’s newborn, baby or toddler, and the final week will be training you more for that specific age group.”

She looked around the hall for a second, taking a brief pause, scanning all the students. As soon as she got to me and Sarah… she stared longer than she had with any other, before returning to her speech.

“Training consists of using your nappies, baby talk, baby behaviour, playtime, and loss of coordination. I won’t spoil the other weeks, but I will tell you what you’re in for for your first week. Step one… you’ll be put in nappies, stripped and dressed in clothes suitable for a newborn. Then you will be administered a drug that removes all control. And by that I mean bladder, bowel and muscles. You’ll be as helpless as newborns. The great thing about this period is the bond you’ll develop with your Nanny. You’ll be reliant on them to take care of you and do everything for you. Classes will mostly involve hypnotherapy, as you won’t be able to do much actual classwork for that week. Playtime will be very limited too, but don’t worry, over time each stage will allow a bit more freedom. If you’re lucky, your new Mummy or Daddy won’t choose the newborn stage for you, as I guess it could get a bit boring just laying there, shitting yourself and being unable to do anything.”

“Hypnotherapy?” Sarah whispered. I was expecting our Nanny to shush her again, but this time she pulled something out of her pinafore and shoved it in Sarah’s mouth. Sarah started mumbling and panicking, but she barely made a sound, and as our ‘Nanny’ moved away, I saw that she had put a large baby’s dummy in Sarah’s mouth, one that she apparently couldn’t remove.

“I’m sorry this has been brief, and I’m sure you all have lots of questions. Your wonderful Nannies can fill you all in after you’ve been put in your first nappies and taken to your nurseries. You’ll all be sharing a nursery with the partner sitting next to you, so get used to them and try to make friends. I have a busy schedule, so I must be off. Oh, one last thing… processing and classes start tomorrow, you’ve got the rest of today where you will have the freedom of the toddler stage. Your Nannies will give you the details once you’re in your nurseries. Anyway, have lots of fun, I’ll be sure to pop my head into some classes to see how you’re all getting on, and… well… good luck!”

And as the Headmistress casually walked off backstage, I turned to see the look of fear plastered on Sarah’s face, and a feeling deep in the pit of my stomach that I did not like.

 

 

 

 

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Of course you all love this story. Bunch of meanies! I mean who would want to be kidnapped and regressed and humiliated, or want someone else to go through all that... seriously...

Because definitely not me. 😇

 

 

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[TerranV]

Well I'm sure no one is surprised at what the goal of this place is.

The headmistress was very honest about what whas going on. How very courteous of her.

[Moon3ye]

It will be interesting

[SGTbaby]

Love the direction 

[FloridaKid]

So girls and boys, but the goal is as I expected. Definitely a different vibe from your other stories! Will be interested to learn why Sarah and Judy are special (beyond being our protagonists, of course).

[LittleFallenPrincess]

On 4/30/2023 at 7:53 PM, TerranV said:

Well I'm sure no one is surprised at what the goal of this place is.

The headmistress was very honest about what whas going on. How very courteous of her.

What, you mean you knew that it would be a regression centre?

But how? I kept it soooooooooooo hidden! 😋

On 5/1/2023 at 6:46 PM, Moon3ye said:

It will be interesting

I hope so!

On 5/2/2023 at 3:35 AM, SGTbaby said:

Love the direction 

Yay! Thank you

On 5/2/2023 at 5:19 AM, FloridaKid said:

So girls and boys, but the goal is as I expected. Definitely a different vibe from your other stories! Will be interested to learn why Sarah and Judy are special (beyond being our protagonists, of course).

I mean it could just be that they're cuter. The cuter they are, the more they'd go for!

[LittleFallenPrincess]

 

 

Chapter 3: Processing

The LETO Syndicate – LittleFallenPrincess

 

 

“Room 15.” Was called out so the entire hall could hear it.

We were brought out of our shock when we remembered that we had been assigned that room just before we came in.

“Wait… that’s us.” I said for the both of us, as Sarah’s mouth was currently occupied.

We both turned to see a matron-ly woman standing at the front where the Headmistress stood just a few moments ago, with the microphone close to her mouth.

“Nanny Alice, can you please take your charges to get processed first. They’ve both earned a strike so they have the honours of being the first ones processed, along with a special treat.” She said.

I had a feeling the ‘special treat’ would be something not-so-nice… so I braced myself as our ‘Nanny’ stood up, took the brakes off our stroller, then took the dummy out of Sarah’s mouth. After taking a few heavy breaths, Sarah looked up at me.

“Oh my… it really is a stroller.” Sarah said in shock as she realised the same thing I had.

I hung my head in shame as we were wheeled down the aisle and out of the hall. With everyone’s eyes staring at us. I peeked up and saw a mix of reactions. Some were laughing and giggling… but I knew they’d quickly regret that, as the other lot had it right, the ones who weren’t laughing. They were looking at us in fear. Because they knew… this was going to happen to them very soon.

 

“Come on girls. Let's get you down to the processing centre. We just need to run a few tests, give you a little punishment and then get you taped into a nice thick nappy. Then I can show you to your new nursery!” Our Nanny said, as we walked out of the assembly hall and into the hallway.

“So… we share a nursery?” I asked.

“Oh yes. Two babies per nursery. It means less Nannies, and allows you to bond together in your regression. It also helps with punishments. If one of you is naughty…”

“The other gets punished too?” Sarah asked, as if she knew what our Nanny was about to say.

“Clever girl! Exactly. It encourages good behaviour and quickens the regression. I know you two had a teensy strike on the way, I heard about why you earned it. But I can tell… you are good girls. You’ll be good for me, right?” Nanny Alice said.

We both looked down and said nothing.

“Right?” Alice confirmed with more authority in her voice.

“Yes.” We both mumbled.

“Yes what?”

“Yes… Nanny.”

“That’s better. Good girls. That reminds me, you may refer to me as Nanny, or Nanny Alice. Never by just my name. Same goes for any other staff member here. Guards are ‘Sir’ or ‘Miss’. Other nannies have the same rules as I do. And the Headmistress… well she told you what you should refer to her as, just that. Got it girls?”

“Yes… Nanny.” We both replied reluctantly.

“D’aww… you’re such good girls! You are going to make your Mummies and Daddies so proud when we’re finished with you!” She said as she continued to push us down corridor after corridor of plain white walls and floor.

 

Reaching the end of yet another boring corridor, I wondered how big this place was inside, as not only did it take longer than I thought to reach this ‘processing centre’, but also the fact I saw multiple elevators. Now… the building wasn’t that tall on the outside, which leads me to believe there must be more below us. What though… I was nervous to find out.

As we neared the door at the end of the corridor, Sarah held her hand out and I quickly grabbed it for comfort. As soon as mine touched hers… it wasn’t as if all my fears had magically disappeared, that would be silly. But… it felt better. Less scary at least.

Pushing the doors open, our Nanny greeted the woman dressed like a classic nurse who was sitting at the desk in the corner. And looking around, we had gone from white walls and white floors… to more of the same. Though this time, it had a bunch of medical equipment and an examination table so you know it really is a hospital. I wondered if they had added any colour anywhere. Surely the nurseries would be colourful?

“Oh, is the assembly done already? I was expecting… more. But no worries! Time to get started I suppose!” The overly-cheery, middle-aged, blonde Nurse said as she stood up and grabbed some disposable gloves from a box on her desk. “Bring the little ones over to the table, will you Alice?”

“No problem, Sheila.” Our Nanny replied to her, wheeling us over to the ominous examination table in the centre of the medical room.

 “Are these the ones with a strike already? Do you think they’ll resist?”

“I think they are going to be very good girls… or else they’ll find out what happens to naughty babies. And they won’t like that…” Alice said, looking at us with a stern look on her face. “Don’t worry, their strike isn’t for resisting or being aggressive. Just a bit of backtalk on the bus.”

“Oh that will be fine then. Poor babies… this punishment won’t be nice…” The Nurse said as she bent down over Sarah in the stroller and unbuckled her. I could see Sarah was thinking whether or not to fight back, but these two women were a lot bigger and stronger-looking than her, and even then… with so many guards… How was she going to get out? So in the end she nervously allowed the woman to lift her out of the stroller and gently place her on the examination table.

I watched from my seat in the stroller, with Nanny Alice standing behind me, as the Nurse walked around the table to the other side so we had a full view of what was happening to Sarah.

“You two need to get used to watching everything happening to the other. That includes changes, checks, and going potty.” Alice said from behind me, and immediately Sarah’s face turned bright red. No doubt mine was too, but at least I couldn’t see my own.

“Exactly. So first… examination. Let’s get these icky scrubs off you.” The Nurse announced, expertly pulling Sarah’s pants off, then with no resistance, she took Sarah’s top off too, revealing a very naked Sarah, who was trying her best to cover up everything as best she could with her hands.

“No getting shy. Lots of people here will get to see you like this. You’ll get less shy over time, don’t worry. I bet you’ll even end up as one of those babies who love to go nakey all the time and run around in just a nappy!” The Nurse giggled.

I heard an audible gasp from Sarah as she looked at Alice in shock.

Followed by another gasp as the Nurse spread her legs.

“Little Sarah needs her hair down here removed. But other than that… she’s perfectly healthy.” She said.

‘Wait… how does she know she’s healthy?’

I looked to the side to see a large monitor that displayed all Sarah’s vitals, her weight, blood pressure, everything. Like… What the hell was this table? How advanced is the tech in here if it can scan someone laying down on a table in mere seconds?

“Next… punishment. Sorry little one, but you earned it. It is a first strike, so I’ll go easy on you both. Especially for such a minor mistake.” The Nurse announced loudly so that I heard it too.

Rummaging around in the table underneath Sarah, she pulled out something small… 

“What the hell is…” Sarah said, looking at it, confused.

“Do I need to get your dummy for that mouth again? Don’t make me regret taking it out.” Alice warned.

Sarah instantly shut her mouth as her eyes widened in fear.

“That got her to behave. Did she already earn her quiet time dummy?” The Nurse asked Alice.

“Oh yes. Talking during the assembly. I thought I would be nice and take it out as soon as we got out, but I’m quickly regretting that decision…”

“How about a normal dummy?”

“Normal…?” Before Sarah could finish that sentence, the Nurse pulled something out of her pocket and shoved it in Sarah’s mouth. Sarah was about to spit it out before the Nurse looked at her with a face that said ‘Go on… try. See what happens…’

“Sowwy…” Sarah said with a babyish lisp, no doubt thanks to the dummy in her mouth. At least this one allowed her some semblance of speech, unlike the one before, the one I also saw in other people’s mouths as we walked past them in the assembly hall. Those ones looked like they completely prevented speech.

“Much better. Now… let's get that hair removed, then put this in you, then into a thick nappy.” The Nurse announced.

“Inh nee?” Sarah said, too afraid to spit the dummy out of her mouth.

Pulling out yet another thing from this magic examination table, the Nurse shook what looked to be a can or something, one like you’d see shaving cream in, and sprayed something into her hands, quickly rubbing them together. Upon closer examination, there was now some kind of foam, maybe shaving foam, that coated her hands. And with no warning, she lunged between Sarah’s open legs.

Sarah screamed from behind her dummy as the Nurse applied this cream to her lower region. I couldn’t tell if it was cold or if it was actually causing her pain, but after a few seconds, she started calming down. Taking a baby wipe from the table, the Nurse wiped the foam away.

“There we go… no more hair ever again for the little baby…” The Nurse exclaimed in delight.

‘Wait… did that just remove…’

Sarah looked down at her nether regions in shock.

“Now… this is for your own good, sweetie…” The Nurse said as she applied what looked like lube to that thing she had taken from the table just before the hair stuff.

And without warning or explanation… she shoved the small object… up… well… Sarah!

“That’s a good girl. Be good for the nurse and maybe I’ll be nicer later when you need a change.” Alice said to the nervous-looking woman on the table.

Sarah quickly looked at Alice in shock.

“Whh?” She screamed.

“What did you think that was? That was to help you go potty later, silly! That’s your punishment.” I looked up to see Alice grinning.

“WHH DEH HLL?”

“Quiet… otherwise I won’t change you immediately.” She warned Sarah.

“That’s a good girl… just relax… now time for your first nappy!” The Nurse announced, once again reaching under the table, pulling out a large, thick white… pillow?

No wait… it’s a nappy. An enormous nappy.

As soon as Sarah took one look at it she started squirming and crying, but Alice must have been prepared for this as she quickly dashed over and grabbed the girl’s shoulders, holding her down in place on the table whilst the Nurse went to work unfolding the giant nappy.

“Stop squirming sweetie… you’ll appreciate my generosity of changing you after your first accident. If you don’t stop squirming, I could leave you in it for the rest of the night.” Alice warned again.

Sarah must have thought about the possibility of sitting in her own mess all night… just like I was currently doing… and she quickly decided to calm down. So she didn’t put up a fight as the nurse grabbed her legs and raised them so her butt left the table, nor did she fight when the Nurse slid the nappy underneath her and lowered her… cute… butt onto the soft padding.

Nor did she fight when she was taped into it and lifted up. Sarah didn’t make a single noise or try to resist as she was carried over to the stroller and strapped back in.

And now… it was my turn.

Taking a page from Sarah’s book… I didn’t resist. I didn’t complain. I just accepted what was coming. I’d give no reason to piss Alice off, so she’d have no reason not to change me as soon as I inevitably messed.

And just like Sarah, I was stripped, had the foam rubbed in (although they commented on how I had no hair down there already, which made me blush), the small object Sarah had received was also placed into my backside… which wasn’t entirely uncomfortable… and I was then lowered down onto the thick padding waiting for me.

“You're a very good girl. And despite the little resistance from Baby Sarah at the beginning… I think it’s safe to say you both are. So as soon as you’ve gone poopies, you tell Nanny and I’ll clean you right up, okay sweeties?” Alice said to me and Sarah. We both just nodded shyly at the woman, hoping that the experience we were about to go through wasn’t… too traumatic.

I looked down and realised that whilst I was in my own head and being distracted by Alice, the Nurse had managed to tape me into the nappy without me even noticing.

“There we go. Oh! One last thing…” The Nurse said, rummaging around the table again. “Seriously… How much stuff is in this damn thing?”

“I… have a question…” I asked, nervously.

Alice looked at me sternly.

“I have a question… Nanny?” I repeated, correcting myself this time, hoping that was the reason she wasn’t so friendly all of a sudden, and that I wasn’t pissing her off by just asking if I could ask a question.

“That’s better. Go on sweetie. What do you want to ask.” Alice’s face went back to its smiley, happy, reassuring form.

“How long until… umm…”

“Until the thing in your little bum starts working? Oh… right about…”

And as if she was fucking psychic, Sarah yelled out in pain, clutching her stomach. I looked over and noticed Alice hadn’t strapped her in fully like we were before, just the harness holding her in, her arms and legs were free to move this time.

“Is… is she okay?” I asked.

“Oh she’s fine. Just a bit of discomfort and then she’ll feel relieved. Same goes for you. Now… quickly. Back into your stroller.”

As Nanny Alice walked over, I turned around to see the Nurse looking at me, smiling. And like a damn ninja, she pulled out and slipped something into my mouth. Something that now occupied most of my mouth.

I sucked at it… and it confirmed what I figured. A dummy. Just like Sarah’s.

“There we go! Matching pink dummies for my little princesses! Thank you, Sheila.” Alice said, scooping me up off the table into her arms, and carrying me over to the stroller. Placing me down next to Sarah, she buckled me in and just like the other ‘princess’, I was given free use of my arms and legs. Although I assume that my arms will be occupied in no time, clutching my stomach like Sarah was currently doing.

“Better get out there. If you time it right…” The Nurse grinned at Nanny Alice.

“Yes. Thank you, can’t miss this!” Alice replied.

‘What… what does she mean?’ I thought to myself as Alice pulled at the brakes and started pushing us back out the way we came in.

But as soon as she opened the door… it was no longer bare and empty.

And my stomach started gurgling as I looked at the queue of occupied strollers and their Nannies all lined up against the wall… all looking at Sarah and I.

 

 

 

 

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[Moon3ye]

The question is really only whether they will be adopted together and get a nice mommy.

[Kahlez]

I guess what happens next will be the first more "public" embarrassment for them.

[SGTbaby]

Icing it right must mean more when that suppository works. I imagine it wi not be their last punishment. 

[LittleFallenPrincess]

 

 

Chapter 4: Moving in

The LETO Syndicate – LittleFallenPrincess

 

 

Sarah’s groans into her dummy got louder and louder as we moved slowly past the long queue of other kidnapped people, all sitting in their strollers watching us. A few more of them had those restrictive dummies in their mouth, so they had clearly tried resisting whilst we were busy in the Nurse’s office.

And as Sarah got louder and started fidgeting more, I wasn’t far behind in the process, I could feel my stomach churning and pressure building up in my backside.

This was not going to be good.

 

“UNNNNF…” Sarah moaned as we got to around the halfway part of the queue. My face must have been bright red at this point, and to be fair, Sarah’s was too… though hers wasn’t due to embarrassment. Not yet anyway. She was about to release the floodgates, and I could tell she was hoping it could wait until after we had passed everyone in the long hallway.

Problem was… the floodgates weren’t on the same schedule.

And with one last groan, another sound echoed down the hallway, making everyone go completely silent as it filled the corridor. And sadly for Sarah, that wasn’t the only thing being filled.

She lifted her butt up as much as she could as she involuntarily released her bowels into the back of these stupidly cute, thick nappies. And to really make things worse, Nanny Alice stopped and turned the stroller so that everyone could see her. Second hand embarrassment caused me to hide my face as Sarah pushed everything out into her nappy, until it was all gone and everything went silent again.

That was until the other kidnapped souls decided that was hilarious, completely forgetting that they’re going to have to go through this eventually. Maybe not now, they didn’t have a strike (that I knew of anyway), but they’d have to mess themselves eventually. So they all started laughing, even the ones with the restrictive dummies in their mouths, and I felt bad for Sarah. I felt even worse knowing that that was going to be me in about 5 minutes, as I wasn’t far behind in my ‘punishment’. Hopefully we’ll be away and back to our ‘nursery’ by then so I can do it in relative privacy.

And as everyone laughed, Nanny Alice turned our stroller around again and continued walking out, whilst Sarah hung her head in shame, trying to hide her face.

I wanted to comfort her. I wanted to hug her and tell her it was okay. But I couldn’t. So I just sat there in my seat, trying to hold back the pressure until it was a bit safer to let go.

 

“Number thirteen… fourteen… aha!” Alice called out as we passed door after door. The walk here was longer than I had expected, I swear the underground complex was at least twice the size of the building on the surface. After the corridor we took the elevator, and then proceeded down many corridors. This place was a maze. I bet it was designed that way so we can’t escape easily, so that we get lost if we even try to escape, reliant on our ‘Nannies’ to take us everywhere.

And the entire walk… I was in pain. And poor Sarah was still in shock after messing herself in front of everyone. 

Trying to hold back the inevitable mess, it was now at critical levels and I was about to… 

‘No… please… ahhhhhhh…’

I lost the initial skirmish, letting some of the pressure out into the back of my nappy but not all of it, just as Alice stepped in front of our parked stroller and withdrew her keycard to our nursery, stopping her in her tracks as she quickly turned to me with a smile on her face.

“There we go! I was wondering when you’d be forced to give in. You lasted longer than I thought, sweetie. But that’s not a good thing. Babies need to regularly mess their nappies. It’s more healthy for you. So no holding it, okay? And just because you did, you can get changed second.”

As Alice unlocked the door and opened it wide open, I was too busy with my personal emergency to look at what our new ‘nursery’ looked like. My thoughts were swirling… 

‘it… ahhh… AHHH!’

With the final bit of resistance failing, I gave in and messed uncontrollably, filling the back of my nappy completely. That was it, the battle was over… I had lost. And I was too busy relieving myself to realise I had thought of these as ‘my’ nappies. But even if I did realise, I wouldn’t have cared. Not now. I just needed this relief.

Pushing and pushing, it filled up the back of my nappy and I started to worry about it potentially leaking. But then that would be Alice’s job to clean up, being a Nanny and all, so as disgusting as it would be… I’d let her deal with it.

“Are… are you okay?” Sarah asked from behind her dummy, putting her hand on my arm for reassurance.

“I… that… was disgusting… but… thank god that’s over.” I replied, breathing heavily.

“Well done, poppet!” Alice said, crouching down in front of me as I sat in the stroller in this disgusting mess. “You really are a stinky baby! Even worse than Sarah! Don’t worry, I’m not that mean, I’ll change you once I get the other Princess Poopypants changed. For now, why don’t you have a look around your nursery?”

And with that… she quickly clicked the restraints that were holding us into the stroller. Freeing us. And then I realised… during my little incident, she had managed to push us inside the nursery and had locked the door behind us.

As I thought I saw Sarah clench her fist, Alice looked me directly in the eyes, not even looking at my nursery-mate, and warned her, “And trying to fight back… would be ill-advised.” 

Sarah’s fist unclenched and Alice scooted over and put her hands under Sarah’s arms, lifting the girl up like she was weightless. Like… how strong are these Nannies? I know we’re all relatively petite people, but these staff members seemed freakishly strong.

“Good choice.” Alice whispered to Sarah as she held her in her arms like you would an actual baby, bouncing her up and down. Though whilst she whispered it, she made it loud enough to make sure I heard it too. “Now, let’s go get you changed, shall we sweetie. Look at your fancy changing table!”

She held the poor girl in one arm and used the other to point over to the wall at the far end, where a large changing table, one that looked like a regular baby changing table but that was big enough to fit a grown adult, stood.

So whilst she took Sarah for a much needed change, I used this opportunity to look around our nursery…

…From the comfort of my seat.

Okay fine, I just didn’t want to move the mess in the back of my pants anymore than I already had. It was disgusting enough, I didn’t want to mush it or spread it around, so I sat still and looked around from the safety of the stroller.

White walls, white crib, white… everything. No decorations, nothing. This looked more like a hospital wing for a baby, or like the world’s blandest nursery. The rug was white, the stuffed bears in the crib were white. Everything was FUCKING WHITE!

“What…”

“What is it, sweetpea?” Alice asked as I heard her untape Sarah’s nappy. Her body was blocking the view of what was going on at the table, thankfully, but I could still smell it… and it quickly filled the room.

I gagged a bit.

“I… why is it… ugh, can you get rid of that smell?” I begged.

“It’ll get less offensive the more treatments you have, don’t worry. It’ll also be a lot easier to clean up. But yes, let me just…”

Wiping her hands before pressing a button on a nearby control panel on the wall, I heard the noise of fans, and gradually, the smell got less and less, until it was barely noticeable.

“So what did you want to ask?” She continued.

“I… why is it white?”

“Because you two haven’t customised it yet, silly!”

“We… can customise… our nursery?”

“Of course. Some people think forcing people to be babies is easy. Brainwash them, force them to do everything a baby would, and voila! A perfect baby! Not a chance. You know what you get at the end of that? A drone. Someone who is a shell of the former person. The Headmistress tried that with her testing. It just doesn’t work. No… she realised the way to get a perfect little one… is making them want it.”

“Making us… want it?” Sarah asked from the changing table, her face bright red still.

“Oh yes. We give you a little bit of freedom, we let you pick your colours and themes for your nursery, maybe the colours for your outfits, just little decisions that make you feel like you have some control over your regression.”

“Why… Why are you telling us this?” Sarah asked.

“Because after your conditioning tomorrow, you won’t care.” Alice said in a very creepy way.

“But you said you can’t just brainwash them.”

“Oh sweetie… you’ll find out tomorrow. But here’s a little spoiler because you’re extra cute. At the end of every stage, you ‘graduate’. And for the rest of that day, you return to this point, back to your mostly adult selves. To allow the conditioning and everything to sink in and process.”

“You’re saying this now because it’s one of the ‘little bits of freedom’, isn’t it?” I asked. “You say this to us now to butter us up, to make us trust you more…”

“Clever baby. I can see why the Headmistress likes you.” Nanny Alice smiled at me.

“She does?” Asked Sarah on my behalf. “How does she…?”

“She personally oversaw every little one taken in. And she has her eye on you, Judy.”

“She has her eye on her? What for?” Asked Sarah.

“The Headmistress is very secretive, so I’m not sure. Maybe she has a specific, special client she has lined up for this little one. We won’t know until the auction. Just… don’t get on her bad side. Got that?”

I nodded and looked down at my feet.

“So… how do we change the nursery?” I asked, wanting to change the subject more than anything.

Quickly giving her hands another wipe, Alice reached down into the changing table and brought what looked to be an electronic tablet.

“Here… this tablet controls how it’ll be decorated. You’ll get access to this every ‘graduation’, so make sure you’ve picked what you want before your next treatment, you won’t be able to change it for a week.” She said, walking over and handing the tablet to me.

I took the tablet in my hands, still sat in the stroller, and looked down at the screen as I settled it on my lap, all whilst Alice went back to work cleaning up Sarah.

Desperately hoping she would hurry, or that choosing the nursery colours and theme would distract me long enough from the mess in my nappy, I looked away from the nappy changing in front of me and focused entirely on customising the nursery.

‘Wall colour: Blue, Pink, Yellow, White, Lilac, Green, Red. Wait… they’re all pastel shades of those colours. Of course they are… it's a nursery after all…’ I sighed to myself as I looked down the options. ‘I wonder what happens if I select…’

I pressed ‘Yellow’ for the wall colour, expecting there to be a preview or something on the screen, to let me know what it would look like. Instead, much to my surprise (and by the gasp I heard, Sarah’s surprise)... the walls suddenly changed colour. Pastel yellow… just like I picked.

“HOW?” Sarah blurted out.

“Noise sweetie…” Alice warned, stopping mid change to do so. “This facility is state of the art. The Headmistress is a very wealthy woman, and she has invested in a lot of businesses. I think the furniture has a special paint or something that reacts to certain signals. I’m not exactly sure, I’m not a science person, I just change your soggy and messy nappies and keep my babies cared for.”

“Wow… imagine if we had this in our homes…”

“One day, we probably will. Maybe you’ll even have it in your future nursery, when you’re adopted. But I doubt you’ll get to choose, you’ll be too little.” Alice reminded us of our current predicament, jolting us back into the present.

“What… what colours do you want?” I asked Sarah, figuring that if she was my ‘roommate’ then she should get a say in it too.

“What are the options?” She asked.

“All pastel colours, I apologise. Same goes for furniture.”

“Ugh. Maybe not anything too babyish?” She said.

“How about white walls then?” I suggested. “Or this yellow isn’t too bad…”

“It’s a bit babyish…” She replied, trying to keep her focus on me rather than the cold wipes ‘downstairs’.

“White it is then.”

“Just wait until next week…” Alice said, ominously…

“Furniture?” I asked, moving the conversation on.

“Ugh… I guess it can’t just be white too. Purple? Less babyish than pink I guess…”

Pressing purple and white on the colour options for furniture, the crib, the changing table, everything turned purple. I went through each option for each piece of furniture, trying to pick the best option for each item, and it ended up everything being purple or white. It looked… about half way between being a scary medical nursery and a babyish nursery… which I guess is what we were trying to go for. And watching the furniture change colour in real time still amazed me.

“That’s… acceptable…” Sarah commented as I looked up to see Alice taping the new nappy shut.

“I think it’s lovely. You two girls have good taste. But see how you feel next week…” Alice grinned at me.

It was then that there was a sudden knock on the door.

“Oh?” Alice said out loud, apparently it was even a shock for her. “I wonder who that is.”

Suddenly the door unlocked and opened up. I knew because I could hear it. Problem was… I was facing the wrong way so I couldn’t see who it was. But by the look of dread on Sarah’s face… I could tell it wasn’t anyone good.

“How are the little ones in here?” I heard a familiar voice from behind me.

“Headmistress… and why do we have the pleasure of your visit?” Alice asked the person standing behind me.

“It’s our first official run, so I wanted to check in with each little one to make sure they’re settling… and behaving.” The Headmistress replied.

“These two are little angels. They had a brief bout of naughtiness on the bus, earning them the first strikes of the run, but that was quickly solved by a couple of suppositories and the embarrassment of messy nappies in front of their classmates. As you can see, I’m just about finished changing little Sarah here. I’ll change Judy in a second, she’s just picking the colour for their nursery.”

“Oh lovely. I like what you’ve chosen. Babyish, but not too babyish. Aren’t you a clever little pair of babies!” The Headmistress said, making my insides feel like jelly. That voice of hers… it did… things… to me. “How about I change little Judy here, whilst you set little Sarah up in the crib.”

“Why are we being put in the crib so early? It was still light outside when we came in.” Sarah asked.

“Because babies need lots of sleep, plus the drugs are still in your system from your capture, so you’ll fall asleep pretty quickly. Ready for your big start tomorrow.” Alice explained. “Don’t worry, you can stay up as long as you want tonight. But you will be resigned to your crib.”

“Wait… crib, singular?” I asked, nervously, as I realised only now that there was only one crib for two ‘babies’.

I heard the clack of heels as the Headmistress walked closer and closer, until she bent down, at the side of the stroller I was still in, and looked me in the eyes.

“Of course. One crib for every pair. It allows… bonding time…” She grinned.

“Are you sure about changing Judy, Headmistress?” Alice asked. “She’s just messed…”

“Oh Alice, don’t you worry, I’ve changed plenty of messy nappies before. You take Sarah and settle her down in the crib.”

 The Headmistress bent down and wrapped her arms around me, lifting me up into the air, without any sign of effort. Like… she’s just as strong as the Nannies and guards!

Cradling me in her arms, bouncing me up and down gently with my legs wrapped around her waist, she carried me over to the changing table as Sarah was carried off by Alice. I felt so comforted in this position… it felt… nice.

“Come on then, baby girl. Let’s get that icky nappy changed…”

Laying me down, the mess in the back of my nappy getting squished against the soft changing mat, I looked up into her eyes as she looked down, deep into mine.

And as my tummy felt… wibbly… she winked at me and grinned, pushing the messy nappy against me and squishing it, making me squirm.

 

 

 

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[Kahlez]

1 hour ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

“Clever baby. I can see why the Headmistress likes you.” Nanny Alice smiled at me.

“She does?” Asked Sarah on my behalf. “How does she…?”

“She personally oversaw every little one taken in. And she has her eye on you, Judy.”

Could it be that she maybe want her for herself? Lets wait and see.

[TerranV]

55 minutes ago, Kahlez said:

Could it be that she maybe want her for herself? Lets wait and see.

That was my guess. Or maybe she knows her from somewhere else and is seeking revenge.

Or maybe both.