Undocumented Immigrant. Chapter 37 - Freedom or Fantasy

[Tracey]

On 10/13/2025 at 10:07 AM, SGTbaby said:

I can see everything from your writing style and love it! 

Thank you, if only I knew how to write like this when at school creative writing would have been a breeze!

On 10/11/2025 at 7:27 PM, CDfm said:

I had recently started reading this and have found it very enjoyable. You can’t help but feel bad for Heather but then she took her chances on a trip of her lifetime and lost. 
I think you are doing an awesome job writing this story and I am looking forward to seeing more

Thankyou, feedback is a gift that encourages more writing!

On 10/13/2025 at 1:19 PM, CDfm said:

Well she really walked into that one. She is lucky that I by still allowed her to get the pull-up or she would be stuck in a thick diaper all night. 

Its still daytime! Lets see how the afternoon pans out…

On 10/13/2025 at 2:41 PM, BabySofia said:

I'm curious who this new set of parents she's taking her to are. She's clearly the Little Trafficker that was there! Surprised she hasn't put her in a diaper and kept her there yet, but I'm guessing she's been told that her new parents will want to do the honors

Thanks to MaybeMee for the idea of a Little Trafficker scouting out the hotel in Dawn’s story and the woman in the corridor (Ivy in this version) who offered James a diaper to cover Dawn’s naked bottom. Open to ideas on who Heather’s new parents will be and yes, Ivy has strict delivery instructions not to diaper Heather as that is a moment in time that her new parents are coveting.

[codsterc10@msn.com]

18 hours ago, Tracey said:

Thank you, if only I knew how to write like this when at school creative writing would have been a breeze!

Thankyou, feedback is a gift that encourages more writing!

Its still daytime! Lets see how the afternoon pans out…

Thanks to Maybemee for the idea of a Little Trafficker scouting out the hotel in Dawn’s story and the woman in the corridor (Ivy in this epistle) who offered James a diaper to cover Dawn’s naked bottom. Open to ideas on who Heather’s new parents will be and yes, Ivy has strict delivery instructions not to diaper Heather as that is a moment in time that her new parents are coveting.

I think a surprise baby shower would be cool to see. I have no clue who Heather's new parents will be.

[Guilend]

I figured she was just taking her to like a group, a middle man of sorts and they’d be the ones that hired the trafficker and they’d be the one to deliver Heather to whoever bought her. That’s usually how it goes, could even go through several groups first. At least that’s how they show it on TV 😂 

[Tracey]

2 hours ago, Guilend said:

I figured she was just taking her to like a group, a middle man of sorts and they’d be the ones that hired the trafficker and they’d be the one to deliver Heather to whoever bought her. That’s usually how it goes, could even go through several groups first. At least that’s how they show it on TV 😂 

Its a weird place this DD, but you may be on the money Guilend. 

3 hours ago, codsterc10@msn.com said:

I think a surprise baby shower would be cool to see. I have no clue who Heather's new parents will be.

Will definitely have to work a surprise shower in, that will be something to look forward to. 

[Tracey]

“Ok, here we go, one pair of potty training panties ready for the princess,” Ivy caustically announced as he threaded the paper underwear over Heather’s small feet.

In a panicked voice Heather tried to regain control of the situation. “I can do it… I can do it… just like you do by yourself every day.” The woman was starting to get on Heather’s nerves, pushing her way in where she wasn’t wanted or needed. Was she after something more Heather wondered as she sat up on the change table and tugged the disposable underwear up her skinny legs, only pausing to ask for help when she could not the get the offending garment all the way up and over her bottom.

As sure as day gives way to night Ivy had been waiting for the moment when Heather would need her help, now she jumped in, boots and all.

Glancing again in the bathroom mirror Heather she presented with a fateful image, it now looked like she was heading for an ignominious end to the free tour she had supposedly ‘won’. For now though what she needed was somehow salvage a moral victory from her ignominious defeat. Back in a pull-up she looked like an actual amazon toddler, her underwear was about as far as she could go from cotton panties and as close to a diaper as she ever cared to be. On the flip side as least they were dry, the last thing she needed was a rash from sitting around in wet pants. 

“Okay, all done.” Ivy said as she lifted the girl off the change table and stood her on the floor of the bathroom.  

 “I don’t like these panties, they feel scratchy, too bulky and you can hear them when I move around,” Heather complained as her pants rustled with every step. When squatted beside her and Heather felt a fat finger run between leg right leg and the pull-up’s elastic leg gathers she almost fainted, the last time anyone had done that was her own Mom when she was a little kid. The foreign invader was uninvited, unwelcome and sent a chill up her her spine. 

With the girl’s eyes now as big as saucers Ivy continued unabated as the girl  body squirmed, after the leg gathers she checked the waistband wasn’t too tight then let to snap back into place with a loud ‘thwuck’. “Well it fits you so stop complaining… unless you would prefer the diaper option, its not too late to change your mind.” Ivy could tell that the girl was unimpressed but that would not be her problem after tomorrow. 

Heather on the other hand was abhorred by the fact that her panties had been checked in the middle of the mimi mart as if she was an amazon toddler.  “No, no. It’s fine.” There was no way she wanted to made to wear a diaper even if it would easily fit her. 

 “Good. That is settled then, I’m glad you like them.” Ivy smiled, giving Heather’s  bottom a gentle pat that caused the pull-up to rustle like she was wearing a paper bag. Heather moved away from the woman as a large hand again searched for her panties. Did...did that woman just pat my butt? She wondered, Mortified, she looked at Ivy who made up a ‘cock in bull’ story. Heather was dumbfounded by the woman’s reaction.

“Oops!” Ivy innocently chuckled. “You are such a little cutie pie in that outfit that I couldn’t resist!” 

Staring her down Heather let her wishes be known loud and clear, “ No please, please don’t do that, I don’t like it.”

“Trust me little girl, your pull-ups are a good fit and when I wnat to check them I will check them, its not your decision, its mine,” Ivy remarked as she packed up the diaper bag. Dawn knew it was true even though Ivy had said it. The pull-up was snug in an almost too scary kind of way, like it had been made to fit her all along.

“Just splendid...” she mumbled. The last thing she wanted was to have Ivy change her mind and put her in a disposable diaper designed for an amazon kid, yet she now felt obligated because Ivy had let her choose what to wear, a pull-up or a diaper. Once Ivy had helped her with the pull-up it then felt like she had no right to complain, even though she didn’t like the idea.

Ivy was now beside her, the bulging diaper bag slung over her shoulder. “You really are a little miss grumpy pants, aren’t you.” 

Incensed Heather wanted to make smart arse retort but instead she bit her tongue, discretion at this point she assumed was a better option than a show of valor. “I just want my old cotton panties back, why can’t we get some more of those instead of these scratchy pull-ups?”

Taking the girl by the hand Ivy lead her from the bathroom, “I’m sure you new Mommy will sort that for you Heather, after all she will need to make sure she gets clothes that will fit with you being so little.”

LITTLE… little… where would this god awful woman get off making comments like that, of course she was little, everyone who came here would be, it was a land of bloody giants. Sulking she scuffed her sandals on the polished tiles as they made their way back out into the minimart that was part of the service station where the woman with the middle schooler that Heather had seen exiting the bathroom now stood in the checkout queue. She recognised them, their strawberry blond hair a giveaway. Almost immediately the smell of hot coffee, french fries and chicken nuggets filled her nostrils causing her tummy to rumble. She hadn’t eaten anything since supper last night and it was now almost midday. “I’m hungry, can we get something to eat over there?” pointing to a fast food restaurant on the opposite side of the minimart. 

Pretending to browse the shelves of the minimart Diane observed the tall blonde woman with the mousy brown haired girl as they returned from the bathrooms. Clearly the woman and the girl were not related, she was way to small, her eye color was different and their hair color was as far apart that it could ever be genetically. Was she a kidnapper or even a little trafficker? Although the girl didn’t look like a little, more likely an amazon toddler that the woman had snatched from the nearby city when hoping to snag a little. Either way, if she had been taken the small girl would now be wanting to get away from her captor as soon as possible and that would be her opening. Quietly she leant down and whispered to her daughter, you always wanted a baby sister didn’t you.”

Surprised by her Mom’s question the girl gave a two syllable answer, “ah ha.”

“Well today is your lucky day Becky, do exactly as I say and your wish will come true in the next fifteen  minutes. If anyone asks you our shopping is for your baby sister who is at home with Daddy.”

“Next!” The the cashier called out as Diane shuffled forward in the queue pushing the shopping cart.

Scanning the items the cashier smiled, a can of Infant Formula, a 24 pack of size 3 toddler diapers, nursery scented baby wipes, a two pack of size 3 pink pacifiers with a bunny rabbit stencilled on the white button that held the nipple in place against the shield, a two pack of baby bottles, a four pack of toddler girls bibs, a tub of nursery scented petroleum jelly, a 32 ounce bottle of Ready to Feed Infant Formula, and a small box of infant glycerol suppositories. Turning the box over to find the barcode she read the information printed on the box, Glycerol Suppositories for Infants are a gentle, fast acting way to relieve your baby’s constipation. Glycerin suppositories usually work after about 15 minutes. If your baby does not do a poo do not insert another suppository. Contact your doctor for advice, there may be a problem other than constipation.

Dropping the box into the shopping bag that now held the rest of the woman’s purchases the cashier added her two cents worth, “those diapers are great, I use them on my toddler and haven’t had a single leak or blowout… that comes to one hundred and two dollars and eighty one cents.”

As the cashier made small talk Diane keep a visual observation on the tall woman with the mousey haired small girl in a cute toddler style sundress with rocking horses dancing across the hem had got hung up in the back letting the world know that she was wearing a thick generic store brand pull-up. With her credit card she paid for the purchases then discretely followed the woman out of the minimart and into the fast food area. 

Edited October 21, 2025 by Tracey
Update cost of Diane’s minimart purchases to include ready made infant formula

[Kat5]

Do, reading as I can to catch up every so often, I have to ay that I am very much enjoying it!

I, too, am eager to learn where she is going to wind up. Whoever she is headed to obviously lives out of the city, and has enough money to pay a little trafficker. 

I can daydream of a farm or ranch, but im a country kitty, so im biased.

But this adventure does seem like it's going to take another left turn jn the near future.

I think you are a better author than I am, and I offer your my thanks for sharing this with us!

[Guilend]

7 hours ago, Tracey said:

Watching the woman with the small as she paid for the packet of toddler

Im not sure if small was the word you was going for? 
 

7 hours ago, Tracey said:

Well today is your lucky day Chellie, do exactly as I say and your wish will come true in the next twenty minutes.”

Oh no. Now I think this can go one of two ways. 1. This woman is able to take Heather and get away. Which would leave Ivy in hot water with whoever is paying her, either a sketchy third party or the people that wanted Heather. It would be funny for Heather to run into Ivy later and since she failed to bring back a baby, she gets to be the family’s baby. 
2. Is Ivy, the experienced trafficker, was able to prevent Heathers kidnapping and since she doesn’t really want the attention of the authorities, she deals her own wrath on the Amazon, at least with a spanking and being restrained, probably with her red bottom still bare and on show. Then let others find her, which by then Ivy and Heather would be long gone, and bonus if the woman wets herself before being found. 

[Tracey]

57 minutes ago, Kat5 said:

Do, reading as I can to catch up every so often, I have to ay that I am very much enjoying it!

I, too, am eager to learn where she is going to wind up. Whoever she is headed to obviously lives out of the city, and has enough money to pay a little trafficker. 

I can daydream of a farm or ranch, but im a country kitty, so im biased.

But this adventure does seem like it's going to take another left turn jn the near future.

I think you are a better author than I am, and I offer your my thanks for sharing this with us!

Thanks for the vote of confidence, writing hasn't been a passion for me but Im enjoying it and feedback makes all the difference. Heather’s future is a little hazy still but time will tell no doubt.

[CDfm]

Great chapter. Heather is doing all she can to fight this treatment of her but I feel she isn’t going to be very successful. I expect that as soon as she is delivered to her new parents she is going to become a little baby. She will be wishing for the training pants at that point. 
the very last part was pretty ominous. It seems someone might be planning on kidnapping Heather. Can’t wait to see how that works out. 

[SGTbaby]

Great chapter and interesting to see what might happen next!

[Tracey]

20 hours ago, Guilend said:

Im not sure if small was the word you was going for? 

Oh, thanks for the pickup, missed that when posting. I5 has now been updated the last half of the chapter enhanced.

17 hours ago, CDfm said:

I expect that as soon as she is delivered to her new parents she is going to become a little baby. She will be wishing for the training pants at that point. 
the very last part was pretty ominous. It seems someone might be planning on kidnapping Heather. Can’t wait to see how that works out. 

Diane is signalling her intent, the question is will Ivy pick up on it or not?

12 hours ago, SGTbaby said:

Great chapter and interesting to see what might happen next!

Thankyou. 

[Guilend]

The fixes and stuff made it much better. Good job. 

[Tracey]

3 hours ago, Guilend said:

The fixes and stuff made it much better. Good job. 

Thankyou.

[codsterc10@msn.com]

Amazing job 

[Tracey]

5 hours ago, codsterc10@msn.com said:

Amazing job 

Thankyou.

[AndTheChips]

On 10/16/2025 at 3:01 PM, Guilend said:

2. Is Ivy, the experienced trafficker, was able to prevent Heathers kidnapping…

Yeah, sorry she’s in no way an experienced trafficker. She sucks at this. Her charge ran off multiple times ONLY caught by others, not her, and once when she hadn’t even seemingly noticed her absence, and STILL she’s allowing her to walk on her own two feet in the store? Honestly she sucks at this.
 

Do we know her to be a professional little trafficker or is this what we assume? It would make more sense if she somehow knew of people with money willing to pay for a small portal little and decided to try for it than for this to be her regular gig. If it is, she sucks at it and I hope this other woman kidnaps Heather off her if only just to show her how bad she is at it. Don’t quit your day job, Ivy. 

[Guilend]

23 minutes ago, AndTheChips said:

Yeah, sorry she’s in no way an experienced trafficker. She sucks at this. Her charge ran off multiple times ONLY caught by others, not her, and once when she hadn’t even seemingly noticed her absence, and STILL she’s allowing her to walk on her own two feet in the store? Honestly she sucks at this.
 

Do we know her to be a professional little trafficker or is this what we assume? It would make more sense if she somehow knew of people with money willing to pay for a small portal little and decided to try for it than for this to be her regular gig. If it is, she sucks at it and I hope this other woman kidnaps Heather off her if only just to show her how bad she is at it. Don’t quit your day job, Ivy. 

Actually, you’ve made very valid points here. You’re absolutely correct, she does suck at this. It’s either, as you said, basically woke up and said hey this should be quick and easy money and happen to know someone. Or this is her first solo gig and she absolutely sucks. So with this in mind, the odds of this other Amazon grabbing Heather and getting away are much higher than previously thought. 

[Tracey]

14 - Friend or Foe

With her tummy rumbling all Heather wanted now was food and the smell of french fries, burgers and chicken nuggets wafting across the forecourt of the gas station from the fast food restaurant branded as Burger Lion caused her to salivate in anticipation. With each step her anticipation grew, at least no one seemed to notice that she was a portal little disguised as the toddler daughter of the woman who had promised to help her back at the hotel. Toddling into the Burger Lion she was greeted with the sights, sounds and smells of what was a similar fast food franchise back on earth. With her hunger about to be satisfied Heather blushed when she saw herself reflected in the polished stainless steel of the serving counter wearing a toddler style sundress, pull-up and sandals that were designed to fit an Amazon toddler. While that was bad enough the sundress had got hung up in the back and the pull-up was on display. In a panic she looked around, no one else was taking any notice, it was as if it was an everyday occurrence. Satisfied that she was in the clear Heather tugged on the hem of the sundress until the back came free in the back and it fell to cover her bottom. Distracted with her task she still thought no one else who was already in the burger joint had noticed, and they hadn’t, until Diane and her kindergartener daughter casually walked in and joined the queue. 

“Do you see that little girl over there Becky, the one with the brown hair with that tall blonde woman who is almost at the front of the queue?” 

Scanning the mass of people from her view point wasn’t easy, everyone looked huge, then she saw here, the same small girl she had seen when exiting the bathroom earlier. “Ah ha, I think so Mommy… is is it same girl we saw when we were coming out of the bathroom, she was going in with her Mommy.” Waiting for her Mom’s acknowledgement Becky watched the girl as she tugged on the hem of her sundress in an attempt to make it hide the pull-up she was wearing. She recognised the pull-ups, it wasn’t that long ago that she had worn them herself. The waistline was stretched around the girl’s body hugging her snugly while the elasticated legs encased her skinny legs around the thighs. As her daughter watched the girl Diane did the same, the pull-up was a perfect fit, it emphasized her bottom and her status, even if it had been covered by a pair of jeans there would have been no mistaking the fact that the girl was wearing disposable potty training pants because her crotch also puffed out, It was subtle, but definitely noticeable. Now the girl was saying something to the woman, edging forward Diane continued until she was in earshot of the conversation.

“Hmmm?” the woman remarked with a knowing smile. “Oh! That’s because of your...”

“Pull-up?”

“Yes thats it… it’s a good fit for you Heather! What do you think?”

“I don’t like it… it’s all puffy and scratchy… and its too tight around my legs.” Not only did she want her own jeans back, but she was wanted to cover the offending underwear as well, even if its bulkiness would make her jeans look puffy, that would be a pointless exercise if all it did was further accentuate her supposed immaturity. “I don’t like it, can we take it off now?”

“I don’t think so little girl, you have to wear underwear and that is all we have and Aunty needs to ensure her carseat stays dry?”

“WHAT, I’m not a baby, I’m not going to wet my pants !” The girl shouted back. I’m eighteen not three! I won’t have an accident! I know you are trying to help me, but I just wanna go home now, please can you try and see it from my side just for once!”

Home, where was home? Diane wondered, the girl looked like a younger Amazon toddler at best, she was wearing amazon toddler clothing but her speech was a lot more advanced than it normally would be for an eighteen month old who was now walking or at the most a toddler who had recently had her second birthday. 

“Why do you even want to go back?!” The woman questioned, it was like she had found the girl’s request simply outrageous. “Terra is an aweful place, you little’s are always at war with each other, it’s not like here. We haven’t had a war for 500 years, our science is way more advanced, we don’t have any pollution and you won’t need to work here… it’s undeniably a much better place for a baby-girl like you, you should consider staying here!

Heather baulked. She didn’t need a reason to stay or debate the point. She just wanted to get to the portal and leave, yet this woman, Ivy, rambled on like she was consoling a young child and hadn’t listened to a word that she had been said, and now she was laying down her version of the law. “Aunty is trying to make this an easy transition for you baby, it’s your choice, we can do it the easy way or if you prefer we can do it the hard way, either way, by to tomorrow you will no longer be my problem. I am just doing my job you’re just another Little needing to be put in her place.”

 “Wh-what?” Heather stuttered. “I-I’ll be gone! Please, please! I’ll go back, just take me to the portal,” she begged. “I-I don’t care about my luggage and souvenirs… J-just find my visa and my passport...!”

With that outburst the woman leaned into the girl, now one place away in the queue Diane heard the conversation clearly. “Even if I had your passport and visa they would be no good honey bunch. It’s a difficult subject for a little to grasp so I will avoid the detail. The Tour Guide at the hotel, she had a quota to fill and you were one of the little chicks added to her quota, and that means the people that she works for talk to some important people back on Terra and it then looks like you have already gone home safely.” 

It wasn’t difficult to comprehend, but for Heather it was a bitter pill to swallow. “B-but I’m still here, I didn’t go back yet...?”

Overhearing the conversation and what had just been said would be for any Amazon like a bee being drawn to a honeypot. The small girl’s expression had changed from one of frustration to that of horror. “No, that’s right, you haven’t gone back.” The woman acknowledged in a know it all tone. “But the portal customs and immigration people think you have! That means if anyone comes looking for you, the records will show you safely returned to Terra!” She explained the situation with glee. “From there, your tracks are muddled to make it more difficult to find you... but thats a lot to take into a little head like yours isn’t it baby...”

“Wh...why...?” Why would they do that? It was her last day and she should have been on her way home by now, not standing in a fast food joint disguised as an Amazon toddler. As her stomach rumbled Heather had a gut feeling that her escape plan was unravelling, she needed a new one and quickly. 

So the girl was a little, a tiny one, how had she lasted this long on a tour? Diane mused as the woman took her tray of food and drinks then led the little to a nearby booth where a waitress promptly lifted the little and deposited her squirming body into a highchair before snapping a large white plastic tray in place. Watching the scene play out stirred her mommy hormones. Littles that were perfectly sized to pass off as Amazon babies or toddlers were few and far between, most of the girls had breasts already, this one was not only petite, she was as flat as a pancake making her perfect. What she had just heard and the whining now coming from the nearby highchair cemented her decision.

“And before you ask anything else, if you’re wondering why we’re even having this conversation, it’s so we don’t have to deal with any misunderstandings tomorrow,” Ivy chuckled, “You are going to a new Mommy and Daddy whether you like the idea or not.”

Heather whimpered gritting her teeth. She wanted to refute and argue, but how could she when the Amazons were holding all of the cards? Marshalling her thoughts she tried to get Ivy to reconsider, “But you said…”

“That’s enough from you little one,” Ivy interjected, “its not a subject that is open for debate, the decision has already been made.” It seemed to Heather that the woman who had promised to help her was now closing the subject as if it was an everyday occurrence. Clearly she had and no interest in Heather’s wishes or welfare. The accusation that she levelled against the man who had come back for Dawn at the hotel echoed in her mind, a little trafficker, that was it, now that Heather knew the woman intended to pass her onto new parents it was as clear as day, she must be a little trafficker with her only interest in collecting her next pay check for goods collected and delivered.

“Perhaps you should have asked to go with your little friend back at the hotel when you had the chance babygirl, he looked very inexperienced and you would have probably run rings around him and his wife. I can say though that from tomorrow afternoon your days of being a troublemaker will be over for good.” Ivy chuckled. “Have fun in your last weekend in panties, I’m guessing they will be the last ones you get to see for some time!”

It was another heavy hitting blow that found its mark. Heather came to the realisation that she was now stuck in the dimension that had looked like an interesting place to visit for a holiday. Worse though were Ivy’s consistent comments about losing her panty privileges and being out back in diapers. She wasn’t a a baby even if she looked like one in this crazy place. What she needed now was to find someone who was like the man who had taken her friend from the hotel and avoid the crazy Amazons who had tried to kidnap her off the street on a number of occasions during the past week. “You need to know that I only agreed to take you back at the hotel because the Tour Guide let that man take your little girlfriend, I had watching her for the past two days and she was destined to be coming with me until he showed up and spoiled everything.”

Ivy now had Heather’s full attention as the girl wriggled in the highchair, restrained by the safety harness he was unable to get out of it. “Wh… wha…. what do you mean, I don’t understand?” Heather frowned as she asked the question bringing a smile to Ivy’s face.

“It’s not a state secret honey bunch, everyone knows what goes on, but no one questions it. Some things are better not said and just accepted.” Ivy’s smile looked genuine, driving the stake further into Heather’s hopes of going home. “Let’s be clear on one thing, after I deliver you to your new parents tomorrow we have never met.” Ivy said as she leaned back in the booth and picked up a cheese and bacon burger. “To me you’re nothing more than a little girl making up stories and if you try and run then anyone else who finds you is likely to call Little Protective Services, of LPS as most people know them, is that understood?” Ivy’s threats were menacing, cold and direct. With her safety potentially compromised Heather nodded. What else could she do at this point. The last nail on the coffin had been hammered into place. With her immediate future now clear Heather slumped in the highchair.  “Good, as long as you understand, you’re also free to use your pull-ups for all of your business and Aunty will change them.”

“No way… I’m not doing that!” Back in defense mode Heather rejected the offer outright.

 “You’re free to do as you please Heather, you can try and hold on if you want too, but two things are certain. Number one, you will be in a wet pull-up when I hand you over to your new Mommy and Daddy tomorrow, and number two, no amazon mommy in her right mind would let a Little as petite as you are continue to wear pull-ups. You have got away with it today but I have no doubt that by the end of tomorrow you will be back in diapers where you should have been from the very first minute after your arrival from Terra. Now, that’s enough of your whining, you must be hungry, Auntie has got you french fries and chicken nuggets.”

Secured in the highchair Heather was lost for words, her world shattered by Ivy’s revelation. She wasn’t taking her to the portal station, she was delivering her to new parents where she would serve a life sentence of babyhood and diapers. Now broken she teared up as Ivy recognised the amazon with the girl she had seen leaving the bathroom walk up to the booth. Sitting in the highchair at the open end of the booth Heather heard a woman’s voice but had no idea who it was.  

“Hi, do you mind if we join you, there are no other booths or tables free?”

In need of some adult conversation Ivy and thinking Heather spending time with an Amazon kid not much older than she was about to become would be a good idea. “Sure, it’s just the two of us, that side is free and your daughter looks old enough to not need a highchair.” Sliding into the booth the woman pushed the two bags of shopping ahead of her, the large pack of diapers clearly visible. “Another baby at home,” Ivy questioned her impromptu lunch partner.

“Something like that,” the woman smiled as she dug into one of the bags, pulled out a bib and tied it around her daughter’s neck. “Becky is out of diapers now but she is a messy eater so she still needs a bib.”

“Oh, good idea, We hadn’t intended to stop for food but little miss in the highchairs needed her pants changed and is hungry.”

Reaching back into the shopping bag the woman pulled out another bib and past it to Ivy. “Here, take this one, that sundress is pretty, you won’t want her to spill sauce on it.”

Letting the woman join them for lunch was turning out to be a blessing in disguise. Taking the bib Ivy fastened it around Heather’s neck then spread it cover the front of her sundress as the girl fought the intrusion into her personal space with her small hands. “Much better,” Ivy remarked, ‘Mommies Little Baby’ the pink terry cloth plastic backed bib announced. “We wouldn’t want the horsies on your pretty sundress to get barbecue sauce on them would we.” Turning to the woman Ivy made the introductions, “I’m Ivy, and this little one is Heather.”

“And I’m Diane and this is Becky, she has just turned six and started at Kindergarten, your little one is adorable, how old is she?

“Eighteen months,” Ivy announced, I’m just looking after her today and tonight before she goes to her new Mummy tomorrow. 

Heather almost choked on a mouthful of chewed up chicken nugget. EIGHTEEN… eighteen… she was eighteen alright, but eighteen years not months. Coughing the mouthful of food was ejected, the bib doing its job and protecting her sundress. Ivy had gone mad, there was no way she would pass for eighteen months.

“How long has she been in pullups? Diane quizzed, most eighteen month olds she knew were still in bigger than the girl in the highchair and still in baby diapers. 

“We are trying them out today to see how it goes, her Mommy wasn’t keen on the idea but I offered to  give her the benefit of the doubt.”

Hunger took front stage as Heather ignored the conversation about her underwear while stuffing herself with french fries and chicken nuggets. The girl with the woman also seemed to be oblivious to the two woman as they discussed the merits of diapers over potty training. “Mummy, I’m all done!” she exclaimed before pointing at Heather. “Can I go and play for a bit in the play-land and can she come with me?” 

“You can go play, but its upto Heather’s Auntie if she can go with you, if she says yes then you need promise to look after her because she is only little.”

Socialising her pay check before delivery would earn her a nice bonus, seizing the opportunity Ivy agreed as she unstrapped the safety harness and extracted the girl from the highchair. “Some playtime would be good for both of them, we can have another coffee in peace while the girls play.”

On her feet Heather looked up at Ivy while the taller girl grabbed one of her arms. “It’s Ok, you can go with Becky, just be sure to do as she says.” Still unsure Heather let the taller girl lead her through a half height door into a jungle of plastic play structures in bright primary colors. Once inside she headed to a tunnel and crawled inside. Heather followed, expecting to be climbing out hr end of it but was stopped by Becky now blocking the exit. “Mommy says you might need help, she thinks you are a portal little and that lady is not your real auntie.” 

The innocence of childhood amused Heather, there was no fluff or beating around the bush, the girl had come straight to the point. Was this the opportunity she had been looking for to get away from Ivy? “She’s right, Ivy isn’t my auntie and Im not a little kid, can your Mommy help me? 

“She said she would, we just need to do as she says when she comes for us.”

Heather nodded her head, “Ok, I will do it, do you need to tell her?”

She said if you want her to help that we need to wave our hands above our heads until she sees us and does the same thing. Then she will come and get us. 

Inside Ivy and Diane made small talk while the girls innocently climbed the play structures waving their hands above their heads seemingly without a care in the world. Diane signalled back, waving her hands causing Ivy to chuckle. “They are having fun, its good to see Heather relaxed, your little one is good for her.” The mornings coffee and food were now making their presence felt, Ivy needed a bathroom visit, with the girls in play land and Diane watching the timing was good. “Do you mind if I make a bathroom stop while you watch the little ones?

For Diane the timing was perfect to make her move. “Sure thing, they are having fun and I’m not in a rush today.”  As Ivy slid out of the booth she took her mobile and purse from a large pink bag that Diane immediately recognised  as the exact same diaper bag she had used for Becky. As luck would have it Ivy had taken her mobile and purse but left the keys to her car behind. Tens seconds later Diane discretely followed her to the bathroom, keeping her insight but not so that she would be seen if Ivy glanced around. Entering the bathroom she found it to be as she had hoped, only one stall was occupied so that had to be Ivy. At the top of the door she slid the maintenance bolt across taking care to ensure her actions could not be heard from inside the stall. Delay one done, now for delay number  two. Locking the bathroom from the inside she pulled the door closed to prevent anyone opening it from the outside before grabbing a cleaners sign that would be delay number three. ‘Bathroom closed for Cleaning’ erected in the passageway it would deter any likely users. So far so good, now for phase two. 

Back at the booth she grabbed the two soiled bibs and tossed them in the open diaper bag, next she  added her shopping from the minimart excepting the pack of diapers. Retrieving the keys to Ivy’s car she slung the now bulging diaper bag over her shoulder and carried the pack of diapers in her free hand by the carry strap on the package as she walked into the play land area and called the girls, “Becky, bring your sister, its time to go!”

7 hours ago, AndTheChips said:

Yeah, sorry she’s in no way an experienced trafficker. She sucks at this. Her charge ran off multiple times ONLY caught by others, not her, and once when she hadn’t even seemingly noticed her absence, and STILL she’s allowing her to walk on her own two feet in the store? Honestly she sucks at this.

She just got too complacent, its like the saying goes, complacency is the mother of all evils.

6 hours ago, Guilend said:

Actually, you’ve made very valid points here. You’re absolutely correct, she does suck at this. It’s either, as you said, basically woke up and said hey this should be quick and easy money and happen to know someone. Or this is her first solo gig and she absolutely sucks. So with this in mind, the odds of this other Amazon grabbing Heather and getting away are much higher than previously thought. 

And you were on the money Guilend. The author will need to do better at not signalling intent. 

[Kat5]

So I'm obviously not pulling for Ivy. And she's definitely messed up pretty big. And it's not like when she gets out of that bathroom she can confess to illegal little trafficking without winding up in jail.

But I will admit I was curious about where she was headed until now.

Luckily this Mommy seems ... well opportunistic in the extreme, but also -maybe- not as evil as most Amazon Mommies.

I'll admit that I'm invested!

[Tracey]

1 hour ago, Kat5 said:

So I'm obviously not pulling for Ivy. And she's definitely messed up pretty big. And it's not like when she gets out of that bathroom she can confess to illegal little trafficking without winding up in jail.

But I will admit I was curious about where she was headed until now.

Luckily this Mommy seems ... well opportunistic in the extreme, but also -maybe- not as evil as most Amazon Mommies.

I'll admit that I'm invested!

Life is full of twists and turns and the DD is no exception. Thanks for your support. 

[Kat5]

1 hour ago, Tracey said:

Life is full of twists and turns and the DD is no exception. Thanks for your support. 

I still personally believe that most Amazons, despite being technologically advanced, are still slaves to their instincts first and foremost.

[BabySofia]

Whoopsie!!!! 

I don't know if this is better or worse for her, but I suspect it'll be slightly better...? Kind of hope for her sake it is. I have a bad feeling about who she was destined to be given to.

[codsterc10@msn.com]

Amazing job looking forward to more to come and i smell trouble and i have a bad feeling the woman that Heather is with now that helped her escape i have a bad feeling she is evil or i could be wrong 

[CDfm]

I don’t know if this is going to be a good thing or not for Heather. Getting away from one problem big only to be taken by another isn’t solving her problem of getting home . The package of diapers are also not a good sign for her.  Seems like she was just adopted and became a little sister and a new baby girl for mommy. 
I am looking forward to reading more. 

[Tracey]

5 hours ago, BabySofia said:

Whoopsie!!!! 

I don't know if this is better or worse for her, but I suspect it'll be slightly better...? Kind of hope for her sake it is. I have a bad feeling about who she was destined to be given to.

Ivy was a courier delivering a package no doubt picked off a shopping list of littles that is send out prior to each tours arrival. Her instructions were to collect Dawn and she scored a bonus with Heather only to lose her pay check through complacency. The parents she was supposed to deliver to will be livid if she comes up empty handed. I’m not sure yet if that will feature in this or another epic tale. Appreciate your support and feedback. 😀

3 hours ago, codsterc10@msn.com said:

i smell trouble and i have a bad feeling the woman that Heather is with now that helped her escape i have a bad feeling she is evil or i could be wrong 

That second sense we get is pretty scary at times, even more so when you are an observer on the outside looking in and can see the train wreck about to happen. 

3 hours ago, CDfm said:

Getting away from one problem big only to be taken by another isn’t solving her problem of getting home . The package of diapers are also not a good sign for her.

She has made it out of the restaurant in one piece… the package of diapers, perhaps Diane already has a baby at home being sat by a neighbour or her partner.