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Before you read this story you need to know it is heavily written towards the Adult Baby/Diaper Lover readers. If diapers, bottles, and all that entails for babies doesn't interest you this story will not be for you. It is not a Whateley FanFiction like my last story and instead is in the 'DiaperDimension' that was created by PrincessPottyPants on some of the ABDL boards. I debated about posting this on this site, but given it does have a TG element to it I believe there are still a number of readers on this site who will enjoy this. Before I begin I have to give full credit to PrincessPottyPants for the DiaperDimension universe, as well as Langtab and KWOceans for writing the stories that inspired this tale. This is of course fan fiction with probably several universe blips, but I hope you enjoy this Diaper Dimension tale! Chapter 7: THE WORLD CAME back in focus for me slowly and I felt pain in just about every part of my body. I tried to say "Owww" but something was in the way. "I think she's waking up finally," Fred said. "Where am I?" I tried saying and figured out that it was a pacifier in my way. "I love when they try talking after the procedure... Depending on which settings you chose no one will understand anything but 'Dada,' 'Mama,' or 'Baba, from now on!" I heard Eddie gleefully exclaim. "I actually toned down those settings," Amanda said. I heard a disappointed sigh from Eddie. "I guess that does let you understand their whining better. Still all the same it looks like the treatment did the job. She's definitely a she and there's not a follicle of hair anywhere that's not supposed to be!" I opened my eyes a little wider and managed to get Fred's eye. He gave me a reassuring glance that I hoped meant my head was fine. "Yes, but I'm glad to have a full head of hair on her head still," Amanda said as if to also reassure me. "If you ask me cutting that hair down to a newborn's length would be a great look for her! Combined with what the nanites did to her facial structure and no one will be able to tell she's not actually your naturally born infant daughter." 'Facial structure...?' I thought to myself. I never thought to include that in the search? 'Shit, what did it do to me?' "I wasn't expecting that one, but it does make her absolutely adorable!" Amanda chimed in happily. "But I enjoy playing with her hair too much to cut it. It reminds me of having my dollies as a kid. I would always change their hairstyles!" As I became more alert I noticed Fred watching some readouts and he said, "I think she's awake enough we can lose the support machines..." "The straps too?" Amanda asked. "Yes, she should be good for you to hold and cuddle now," Eddie's voice said, "But you might want to change that diaper first, it's a little rank." I sniffed at that one. 'What an ass!' I stiffened. 'I don't feel any shame on that... not like I did last time... I sure hope we didn't do more damage here than good.' Fred pulled an IV line out of me, pulled a pulse monitor off, and also took off some EKG leads before undoing the straps on my legs and waist. "Here Mommy, do you want to change her?" "Men... bunch of wimps..." Amanda said and I soon felt her gentle hands undo the diaper on my otherwise naked body, maneuvered my legs, and then quickly had me in a clean diaper that was clearly a thicker one from what I could tell. She quickly dressed me in what seemed to be a sleeper, but I was too tired to really notice what she was doing. "So you think everything turned out fine internally?" Fred asked Eddie. "Oh yes, she has all of the proper internal organs. They aren't any more active than a toddler though. She'll need an injection of a high dose of estrogen to begin her cycles and start growing breasts. Unless she gets that though she'll remain free of any signs of puberty. I don't know why you would even want her to have those though?" "Well..." Fred started to say. "Duh, how stupid can I be? When you get tired of her you can breed her for a fortune! I mean a fully-grown little at thirty-six inches of height? Make four or five offspring with her and you could probably keep breeding for forty years and get the perfect little like she is!" "Umm..." Amanda said. "Brilliant," he said, "Well, before you take her home I recommend you nurse her exclusively now. There's a subroutine in the nanites that will make sure she gets sick if she has anything other than her mommy's milk." "It was only in one file, right?" Amanda asked. "Yes... but not in the preferences file..." "Oh good, that means she'll be fine to eat regular food still." "You found that...?" "Actually my beautiful princess here did," she said as she picked me up and cuddled me against her shoulder. "She thought she could be a great computer programmer someday if she came here to get schooling." "Ah, and now destined for the nursery? How fitting!" Eddie said. "Something like that..." Fred said. "Fred, can you grab her diaper bag and the carrier, I'm thinking she needs cuddles right now," she said, "Thanks again Eddie, let me know how those new subroutines work on the next generation!" I heard some stuttering before he said, "Thanks!" We made it down the hallway a ways before she started whispering to me. "You're fine baby. Other than that little glitch with your face everything came out perfect... And I think the glitch made you even cuter and harder to resist!" "Why can't I talk?" I tried to say. "Did you just ask why you can't talk?" I nodded weakly. "That's just the anesthesia wearing off, you'll be fine in a while. I know we caught all of those subroutines. Don't worry your pretty little face." "Amanda do you want to take her to my office to wake up the rest of the way?" "Probably a good idea. Should I feed her now or back home?" "I'd say wait till you get back home, your milk seems to be a powerful sedative to her, and right now it's more important she fully wakes up!" Not long afterwards she paced the office with me as I came out from my cobwebbed brain. She took the pacifier out and asked. "How are we doing Princess?" "Better I think," I told her and it sounded clear. "Much better!" she said with a smile. "So how much different do I look? I mean really?" "Well... First I'm sorry I missed this one... He must have written a routine somewhere in there to fix one of the easiest ways you can tell a little and an actual baby apart, their faces. With a little, even a chubby one, the fat on their face isn't quite distributed right..." "So I have a permanent baby face?" I asked nervously. "Looks that way," she said a little guiltily. "Mommy why don't we let her see so she stops worrying," Fred told her. "Here's a mirror." I looked at the mirror and grimaced for a second but had to admit I was indeed much cuter now. My nose had a different character about it that I liked, but sadly my cheeks looked to have gained a ton of weight... It looked like the healthy baby fat of a toddler though, and at least I remained slender through the rest of my body. My eyes looked to be a little more open or something too. "See, you're adorable!" Amanda cooed at me. "So no one will think I'm a little now I'm guessing?" "I doubt it... at least if we cover that hair of yours with a hat or something. I think if we introduce you as a baby no one would dream that you are actually a little. That's a good thing given how mean some Amazon babies can be to littles..." "But what about school?" Amanda laughed. "Don't worry about that. Yes you're going to get some grief there, but you'll still be able to function fine... if not better. Thanks to the nanites you should be smarter now than you were before since I also implanted a couple extra traits to help your memory." "But I'm all girl now?" "I guess you were too tired to look back there while I was changing you?" I nodded. "Sorry, I'm still pretty out of it actually." "I'll show you when we get you home," Amanda told me. "Do you think she's alert enough to go home now Doctor?" "I think so Mommy. Do you want to go out for dinner tonight instead of cooking? You've certainly had a long day." "That would be nice..." she said, "I don't think the baby's going to be awake enough to eat much though." "I think I'll be fine," I told them interrupting. Amanda looked down at me in shock but squeezed me lightly in approval. "The princess has spoken my king!" I was fastened into the carrier and a blanket put over the top as she carried me down to the car. Fred was to meet us at a restaurant they apparently ate at frequently. "How are you feeling?" she asked when she left. "Not so great," I said, "I'm beginning to get a bit sore..." "Daddy has some pain medicine he can get you when we get to the restaurant," she told me. I sighed. "Thanks..." "Are you okay?" "Just nervous about what else happened to me that we don't realize yet..." I thought for a second through my groggy mind. "Eddie was kind of an..." "Ass?" "I wasn't sure if you'd get mad at me, but yes!" "Sweetie, yes I'm treating you like our baby... I can't resist that urge... but I also know you're not a baby. As long as it's not constant, and you don't do it in front of other adults, we can give you some leeway..." "Thank you," I told her and just zoned out a bit more. The restaurant must have been close, or I was really out of it, because when she came back to get my I was back nearly asleep. "Do I need to bring the carrier so you can sleep?" she asked me. I thought for a second and nodded. "Unless you want to look like a bad mother and have me sleep on the floor or in the high chair." She unlatched the carrier and carried it and the diaper bag into the restaurant and put her name on the waiting list. Fred arrived soon after that and we were called back to a booth. "Do you need a high chair or we have a seat cradle?" "The cradle will work." "Okay, I'll grab that real quick." A moment later I felt the seat sat down in one of the mesh car seat cradles I'd seen back home for babies. "She is so beautiful!" "Thanks," Amanda said. "How many weeks old is she?" I gasped for a moment when I figured out she really had mistaken me for an Amazon baby. "Nine weeks," Amanda said without skipping a beat. "She has so much hair!" "Some weird medical thing..." Amanda said and I saw her wink at Fred. "Well here are the menus, you can look through it and let me know what you want." "Here sweetie, switch pacifiers with me for a moment," Fred said. I just got a glance at the new pacifier a second later and realized it was one meant to deliver medicine through the nipple. I sleepily sucked on it and hoped it was a good pain medication as I was feeling like I had growing pains all through my body again. "Looks like someone is going back to sleep..." Amanda said to me after it was empty. "Huh?" "Hungry baby?" My stomach grumbled in response. "A little." She pried me loose from the carrier a moment later and held me. "I really do love you baby," she whispered. "are you actually hungry for food or..." "Or...?" I asked sleepily. "Just nurse for now?" I sighed as I'd had a feeling that would be on her mind. "Here?" "I'm the one with boobies hanging out in public," she whispered. I giggled and turned red. I thought for a few moments and said, "Okay." She messed with her top and bra and presented me with her breast once it was free. I sleepily nursed at it and was conscious of the fact it felt like people were watching us. She had burped me from the first breast and just switched me to the other when I heard. "I'm so glad to see your little happily nursing from you. She's adorable! I imagine that took a few spankings! My little Heather here must have a red bottom every hour..." "She's just a very good baby," Amanda said, "if you'll please excuse us, she had some surgery today. I'm just feeding her dinner before she naps in her carrier." "Teeth out?" the lady said, "best thing I ever did with Heather! I'll let you enjoy your feeding..." I was so tired that I didn't even care about the horrific conversation at that point. I was feeling full and sleepy when she burped me again. A hug, a kiss, and a pacifier was placed in my mouth before she strapped me back in the carrier. I ran my tongue over my teeth to reassure myself they were there before I fell fully asleep. THE NEXT THING I was aware of was being pulled out of my car seat, with Amanda lovingly cradling me. "Where are we?" I asked feeling drool was definitely around my mouth and the pacifier I had blocking my mouth. "Home baby," she told me. "Oh..." I said. She had just walked through the garage door when a phone inside the house began ringing. "It's your mom," Fred told her. "Hand me the phone, I'll sit down with the princess and talk to her in the living room." I sleepily watched as she walked to the living room and sat in the recliner with me before reaching for the phone Fred held to her. "Hi Mom," she said. The volume of the phone was way loud, or her mom just yelled, because I heard the reply clearly. "Don't 'hi Mom me,' sweetheart! How is it I just heard from Carol Eastland that you adopted a little and you haven't even bothered to call and tell me yet? Your own mother!?!?!" There was just enough pause for her to breathe before she added. "She saw you at the restaurant! She thought the little was a real baby until I said you hadn't been pregnant! How can you not tell me? That hurts!" "Mom, we were going to surprise you this weekend at the family dinner..." "Bullshit!" "Seriously Mom, you've been bugging me for ages so I thought I would surprise you! Plus we were dealing with the adoption paperwork and getting her into a doctor to have some modifications made..." I felt her hold on me tighten just a little bit. "Well in that case I guess I can understand trying to keep it a surprise... But, all of that is done, right?" "Right...?" "Well then expect to see me bright and early tomorrow! Chloe will be coming too I'm sure. Her daughters will all be at daycare so the three of us can go to lunch and maybe I can even buy my new granddaughter something for the nursery..." "What time?" "Probably eight-thirty in the morning, that should give Chloe time to drop off her girls." "We'll plan for it..." "Good, and I want a picture tonight!!!! Carol said she was the most beautiful baby she'd ever seen, so whoever did the work... maybe Chloe should get her girls in there..." "That's natural for her as much as anything... I'll send you pictures later. I have a messy diaper that needs changed right now, I'll see you in the morning Mom." she said. "It wouldn't hurt her to be left in it for a little while sweetie. I mean if she's just a little it's not a big deal..." "Mom, my little, my house, my rules, and my decisions." "Stubborn as always... we'll see you in the morning," her mom said and hung up. She looked down at me and sighed. "Sorry it sounds like you get to meet my crazy family members sooner than I hoped. Don't worry, like I said I won't put you down. You'll have to be my clingy baby tomorrow." "That's fine..." I said thinking what I had heard. "You're mom certainly sounds special..." "She is, let's go change that diaper of yours now," she sat the phone down and stood up with me. "Am I really messy?" I sniffed. "No," she said with a smile. "I said that to get her off the phone." "Good... I would hate to have missed another of Eddie's Easter Eggs..." She squeezed me gently again and carried me upstairs to the nursery. I was laid on the changing table but asked. "May I please see?" "I forgot you were asleep when I changed you..." "At least you're not rubbing it into me too..." "I'm sorry you have come into contact with some of our more monstrous people the last couple days," she said as she pulled down the bloomers and pulled the tapes off of my diaper. "there really are a lot of very sweet Amazons... I think you'll meet some in school." "I hope so..." As she pulled the diaper open I noticed it was pretty soaked with urine and wondered if I was just not noticing because of the drugs, the breastfeeding, or the fact that there was an Easter Egg we missed... I chose not to worry about it then and instead looked at the fact I was missing a part of me I'd had since birth. The slit that had taken its place looked exactly like it should, but looked so strange and wrong on me. I took my hand to touch it and felt the new skin. "Now don't be naughty," Amanda told me. "Sorry, it's weird..." "Are you going to be okay with it?" she asked as she gently pushed me back down on my back and began wiping. A few tears stung in my eyes, but I shrugged. "No use crying over spilt milk I guess... or missing body parts." "For what it's worth it just makes you more adorable... and shows a great deal of strength." "Kind of hard to feel strength when your grown-up ass is being wiped in the middle of diaper change," I told her moodily. "I'm going to let that one go now, but I won't in the future sweetie. It's okay if there's really something to be angry about, but using vernacular just to use it isn't acceptable. Your booty is being wiped." I sighed. "Sorry Mommy..." I told her as she taped the last tape. "It's okay, I think you're understandably unnerved by it. Now I think you're probably just going to end up sleeping on us some more if I had to guess. What do you want to wear to bed tonight?" "I get to choose?" I asked surprised. "Aren't I just a human dolly?" "Stacy..." "Sorry..." I sighed. "Will you let me sleep without the swaddling tonight?" "What's wrong with it?" "It's just really hot... I like blanket sleepers, but that plus the quilt..." "Hmmm..." she said and went digging through the drawers and came up with a pink sleep sack. "How about this?" I shrugged. "In a nighttime diaper it's not like I can walk anyway..." She laughed and pulled the dress off of my body first before getting me dressed me in the sleeper sack. The sack itself probably would have been too short for anyone bigger than me. For anyone else it would probably keep them from being able to stand up, but for me it was longer than my legs by quite a bit. "It's comfy," I told her honestly. "So do I put you in the crib?" "Or...?" "You want to cuddle with Mommy?" "You choose, I'll sleep either way..." She chose the cuddle option, which didn't surprise me. She sat down with me on the recliner downstairs and gently ran her hands through my hair. I didn't last through one commercial break before I was asleep. "PRINCESS COME ON, wakey time," I heard and felt my body being picked up. "Huh?" I asked confused before remembering where I was. "Feeling any better?" I was asked as I became aware my body was laid out on the changing table. I thought for a second. "I think so?" "Good!" she said. "We have a big day today, so I'm waking you up early and giving you a little bit more of a treat than I will normally." I opened my eyes more at her and just shrugged. "Okay?" She had reached a soaked diaper then and I felt my skin suddenly exposed to the air and the reaction of my new body parts down there was so weird! "You sure did soak this diapee!" she told me. "I would probably have waited to change you until after breakfast, but this would have leaked with another drop!" "How come I'm wetting in my sleep?" I asked, suddenly thinking about how weird it is to wet in my sleep so soon. "I think you were right about the breast milk having that side effect... but you also have a tiny body now. Bodies that size often have these issues still even in your world I imagine?" I nodded. "I'd probably only be two-and-a-half at this size... I still can't believe I shrank when I came through..." "Well anyway, not many babies your age sleep dry, so don't worry about it. I wonder..." "What?" "I wonder if you'll get back to your original height when you go home?" "I hope so... I can't imagine being the size of a toddler back home for the rest of my life..." "Well here you're really only a three month old, so it would still be an improvement!" she said as she tickled me a little after closing the last tape of a new Pampers. "I'm still getting a regular Pamper? Even with your mom visiting?" "My mom and I differ on how to treat littles... and I'm not going to change that just to impress her." she tickled my bare belly and I giggled. "Thanks," I told her gratefully. "I picked out a pretty dress for you to meet your granny, but I'm going to wait to put it on until after breakfast. This onesie will work until then." A onesie that said 'totes adorbs' was pulled over me and she quickly snapped it shut. "Let's go get breakfast before Daddy eats it all!" I felt safe as she carried me downstairs and then sat me in the high chair. Much to my surprise I was soon given a bottle that didn't look like it was filled with normal milk, along with a plate of eggs, bacon, and pancakes sitting next to it. "I think you'll like your baba," she told me with a smile. Fred looked at me from down the table and shook his head. "Don't let your mama know you fed her that Amanda..." "It's because of Mama I'm giving her that..." "Huh?" I said but reached out to the bottle and gave it a tentative nurse. It contained a concoction that was warmer than a normal bottle, but still safe to drink. There was the unmistakable taste of coffee mixed with... "Breast milk latte?" She smiled at me. "You're going to have a hard day... thought I'd give you a treat to begin with. Don't count on this happening regularly though until you show me you can keep that 3.5 GPA..." "Isn't this like...?" "Unusual?" Fred asked. "Yes it is, but she's also got to let you have a few more grown up things. Otherwise we might as well just finish regressing you to a babbling baby and send you to an etiquette school..." She sighed. "A few, but not a lot." she told me while looking at him as if to remind him who was the mommy. "Let's feed you your breakfast!" I snuck a long nurse on my caffeinated bottle first. 'Oh coffee I've missed you!!!!!' I thought to myself. I smiled as I pulled the bottle away for Amanda to fork a piece of pancake into my mouth. She fed me about half of it before going back to her breakfast. The eggs and bacon were sitting in front of me still with no utensil. She seemed in no hurry to get back to me with her fork so I just decided, 'I'm a baby, right?' they think and grabbed some of the eggs and then a piece of bacon with my hands and brought them to my mouth. Apparently this was the right move because I heard, "Awww... she got it quickly too!" from Amanda. I looked at her and she smiled. "Babies eat with their hands all the time, remember that, okay?" "But not when you're at school..." Fred added while simultaneously taking a quick photo of me mid-bite with his phone. "You have to pretend to be mature there..." "Point made dear," Amanda said with a sigh. I wasn't sure what was going on but this sounded like a mommy and daddy fight if I'd ever heard one! I went back to nursing the caffeinated bottle of goodness until it was empty. I kept hoping for a few more drops though and kept nursing at it until Amanda pulled it away and fed me the last of the eggs and a couple more pancake bites. "I'm full," I told her as she tried to get me to finish the last of the pancakes. "Last bite," she told me, "lunch with my mom and sister is going to be a pain..." I sighed and got the last piece of pancake off the fork and swallowed feeling pretty bloated. 'I hope she isn't expecting me to nurse right now...' I thought to myself. Just as I said that I felt the need to pee and decided to hold it for a few minutes to see if I could still. It unnerved me how quickly I hadn't felt it the previous days. "Let's get your hands and face all clean and then we'll get you ready to meet your granny!" Amanda said to me. "Just remember to stay calm dear," Fred said. "Who are you talking to? Me or mommy?" I asked. "Definitely Mommy Princess," he told me with a smile. He walked by and gave me a kiss on the top of my head before heading back upstairs. "Why is he worried?" I asked as she picked me out of the chair. "Well... I think he knows how many buttons she's going to push on you, and knows I'll probably blow at a certain point." She reached the top of the stairs quickly. "I'm also worried she or Chloe try something to regress you without me having a chance to stop it." I nodded. "Do you need to make a poopie in your diapee?" she asked me as we walked into the room and felt my dry diaper. I thought about it for a moment and thought I might be able to so I nodded. "Probably?" "Then I'm going to leave you in your room for a moment while I go to the bathroom, why don't you go now so we don't have to deal with our company rubbing that in your face." "That's for you alone?" I asked her. "Sweetie, we both know there's no way you could use our toilets... I think even a toddler's potty is pushing it for you." "Could we try that?" I asked suddenly wanting to push a button of my own. "No," she told me. "you agreed." I sighed. "You'll have a stinky diaper when you get back Mommy." She hugged me and set me on my feet before closing the gate and going down the hallway. I looked around at the nursery again and remembered I had volunteered for this. I then noticed my little desk and computer were missing along with my backpack! 'I hope she just hid it from her mom...' I thought to myself. 'Better get this over with,' as a minor cramp made it possible for me to push and I felt a log exit into the back of my diaper and kept pushing until it was done. It bounced around down at the bottom of the padding as gravity took hold and I realized it felt different now that I was missing my old genitals. "Did Princess Stacy make a little present for Mommy like she promised?" Amanda was back a moment later and picked me up. For once she seemed to be taking care not to smush everything. "Yes," I told her with a grimace. "Good baby!" she told me before getting the traditional diaper change ritual out of the way. Peeing in the diaper wasn't so bad, but I really wasn't a fan of pooping necessarily. The stickiness... I tried to find that frame of mind of the toddler who didn't mind but had a hard time today for some reason. Thanks to the coffee I was at least feeling awake. "What time is it?" I asked her. "Almost eight," she told me. "So your mom..." "Granny," she corrected. "And Auntie," she added. "Will be here soon?" I asked. "Yes, and knowing my mother she'll be here at about ten after eight instead of the time she said. The only thing that has kept her from being here earlier is that your Auntie is picking her up after dropping off her girls at daycare..." I noticed the way she said daycare and asked. "How bad is their daycare?" She sighed. "I remember as a little girl myself I used to go with Hannah to the same one... For an Amazon it was just a daycare. We played with finger-paints, read stories, had naptime, played on the playground... you know, the things you should do as a toddler." "For littles?" "For littles... well understand that even good sized littles like Hannah was, they're still smaller than our three year olds. The littles are always ending up picked on by most of the Amazons... I know I even did it sometimes to Hannah," she said with a sigh and lots of regrets. "The truth is they're babies and don't know any better. In a good daycare an Amazon might get punished and it would eventually yield nicer behavior, but there... it was almost encouraged. Hannah used to be forced to let the toddlers feed her, or give her a bottle, change her, hit or spanked..." My eyes opened a bit at the thought of babies hitting or spanking me... "Yeah, it's bad! Then you have the adults at that place who make it their mission to emphasize to the littles they will never grow up. I think eventually most of their minds crack and they just go with it like a younger baby, I know Hannah did by the end..." "So...?" "So no you won't be going there. Regardless of what 'great deal' my mom can get us there." She had just taped a new diaper on me and was pulling a pink diaper- cover up my legs as she said that. "Thank you," I told her. "You're very welcome Princess. I do enjoy babying you... but I don't intend for you to have your mind destroyed or to have PTSD flashbacks for the rest of your life." she said with a shudder that made me think she had witnessed Hannah have some. "Anything we do will be lovingly done sweetheart." she pulled a dress out that I had to admit was beautiful. The top looked to have capped sleeves and flared out to a shorter skirt that I was sure would barely cover my diaper. The bodice was smocked with these little bows embroidered at the points of diamond shapes that crisscrossed the front. It had two little collar pieces that came down. "That's pretty," I told her. "When did you buy that?" "Last night while you were sleeping in the car with Daddy," she told me with a smile. "So ready to be Mommy's princess today?" I smiled at her and nodded. She unbuckled the strap and I sat up with my arms up. She buttoned several buttons at the back of the dress to fasten the dress securely to my body. I noticed she was moving faster as she quickly did my hair like yesterday and then showed me my reflection in the mirror. "If it wasn't for all of my hair I really do look like an Amazon baby, don't I?" I asked her. She nodded. "I'm sorry I didn't catch Eddie's last thing there... but your face makes you look even more adorable now." "I wonder what those changes will do when I go home?" She shrugged. "You could always come back I guess if they don't go away. You would still fit in well as our baby!" she tickled my side a bit and hugged me. I hugged her back as much as I could and said, "Thank you for not reneging on our deal." "What? I just want the money," she told me with a smile. "I can tell that even double that amount isn't going to make or break you both, so thank you for just being honest." "I still haven't delivered you back home," she told me with a smile and kissed my forehead again. I just smiled at her and remembered. "Where did my desk and computer go?" "Fred and I decided to put it somewhere safe in my lab... My mom will never go in there, but she will want to see your nursery. I guarantee she'll be in here as soon as she can just to see what I did with it. We'll bring it back tonight when she's gone." Just as she said that the doorbell rang. "I guess they're here?" I asked and she nodded as she bounced with me down the stairs. I caught sight of a clock and sure enough it was ten after eight! Just as we reached the bottom of the stairs I heard. "Knock, knock" from a voice opening the front door. "Mandy you here?" "Yep, how are you doing sis?" Amanda said as she gave a giant a little taller than her a sideways hug to avoid crushing me. For my first time seeing Chloe I was surprised how friendly looking she would appear. Nothing about her said she would be a crazy 'little' kidnapping and maiming monster... She wore a simple dress with large flowers on it that reminded me of something a teacher would wear back home. Chloe was about the same size as Amanda - maybe a couple inches shorter, she had darker hair. Here eyes and nose were nearly identical to Amanda's so there was a strong family resemblance. Her hair was cut in a bob and her smile seemed genuine as she cooed. "So this is my little niece?!?" She stepped closer to look at me. "You don't look like a little at all! You're adorable!!!" I found myself lean my head into Amanda's shoulder nervously. "Oh my God! She's sooooo cute!!!!!" I heard another older voice say and looked to see a lady that was obviously their mother right behind Chloe carrying a big gift bag that she sat on the floor. "Come to Granny!" she opened her arms up and I could feel Amanda reluctantly pass me over to her. "She's really an adult little?!?" Chloe asked as she continued staring at me. "Eighteen three months ago," Amanda said for me. For my part I was intimidated and scared beyond belief by these two women. I found myself wishing I had my pacifier then, but just hoped Amanda wouldn't let anything happen to me. "You are too cute to ever be an adult! It was a good thing your mommy adopted you, huh?" she cooed at me. "Why is she so small?" Chloe asked. "Well, it partially has to do with how I got her. She's from the other dimension we have the portal open to." "Are you all this small there?" Granny asked me. "No, I shrank when I came through..." I told her nervously. "Baby you don't have to worry about me doing something to you, your mommy would kill me if I did," she told me reassuringly. I guess I was shaking quite a bit. "Here Mommy you probably should take her, I can understand that she's nervous around strangers." she gave me a quick hug and a kiss before passing me back to Amanda. She squeezed me tight to reassure me and led them to the living room where she sat down on one end of the couch. Her mom sat down next to us while her sister sat in the recliner. I had my first chance to really look at her mother then. Where as Chloe and Amanda had similar faces and eyes, Granny was a shorter version of Amanda with a few more wrinkles. I had to imagine if you held pictures of them side-by-side at the same ages you would think they were the same person! "How tall were you in the other dimension?" Chloe asked me curiously, interrupting my staring. "Five foot, ten," I answered quickly. "You were almost an inbetweener..." she mused. "Now...? How tall is she Mandy?" "A little over thirty-six inches tall." "So she's barely more than a newborn..." Chloe said. "I assume you're feeding her as such?" Amanda squeezed me a little tighter and I could tell she had shaken her head. "I'm nursing her, but we're still eating normal solids too." "A little that cute it's almost a crime for her to still eat solid foods..." Chloe said. "Chloe..." her mother warned her. "I'm just saying... If she didn't have her teeth and hair, I would be sure you'd somehow hid being pregnant from us!" "I know, but that's not happening to her," Amanda said. "So is she being a good girl for you so far?" Granny asked. "Yes, she's never put up a fuss about wearing or using her diaper. Hasn't even really whined about anything at all yet actually. She's the perfect little," Amanda said with another gentle squeeze. I suspected she meant that. "Well here," Granny said, "why don't you open my gift?" Amanda repositioned herself to where she could reach over me into the gift bag and the first thing she brought out was a beautiful quilt that I assumed was for my crib. It was a pink, purple, and yellow quilt, with butterflies, dragonflies, and flowers sewn in blocks. "Oh my god mother, this matches her nursery perfectly! How did you know?" Amanda asked. Her mom laughed. "I always knew you would have a baby girl someday, or at least a little, so I figured you would need it eventually. I knew whenever that day came it would be pinks, purples, and butterflies!" "Thank you Mom, it's really beautiful, don't you think Stacy?" "Yes it is... umm... thank you Granny," I told her. "I can see what you mean, she is very polite too." She reached a hand over and patted my head lightly. "There are a few more things in there too," she added. Indeed inside was a gift basket of bath toys, soap, and bubble bath. There was also a very cute teddy bear that she handed me and I cuddled. "Thanks Mom." She squeezed the arm of the bear herself and said, "I do appreciate it." "So I talked to the daycare when I dropped off my girls and they said they could easily get Stacy in there," Chloe said. "Thanks Chloe, but I'm not planning on putting her in that daycare." "Why, it was good enough for you girls?" her mom said. "Mom we're not going to turn Stacy into a newborn baby only cooing, pooping, and looking cute like some sort of living doll. She's actually very smart and I'm not going to destroy that. She's also much sweeter than any little you've ever met, so it's not like she needs to be reminded to behave either." "You say that now Mandy," Chloe said, "but just wait a couple weeks and she'll make her break for it. She's probably just biding her time until she can run away when you've let your guard down." I actually laughed at that. "What's so funny little girl?" Chloe asked and I began to get the vibe I had expected more from her mom. "Where would I run to?" I asked. "I'm not even like a normal little who looks like they might have a chance at an adult life. Right now the chances of anyone not naturally just picking me up for my own good are zero. I'm not even the size of a toddler, I'm not going anywhere that Mommy doesn't want me to go." "You shouldn't let her speak like that," Chloe glared. Amanda shrugged. "She's right. I bought clothes originally thinking she would be about the twelve to eighteen month size range. She wears regular three month size Amazon clothes... No one will let her by without knowing for certain that she's cared for. I'm not worried about her running away at all. Besides, she has her tracking chip too and she knows it." "Well, I know we came early, had you fed her already?" her mom asked, seeming to want to break the tension. "Yes, we had breakfast early since I figured you would be here before the time you said." "Of course, how could I not rush to see my new grandbaby? I still can't believe you didn't call and tell me about her immediately!" "Sorry Mom, I wanted to make sure I got her first and then wanted her to settle in first." She sighed. "I guess I understand that dear. Any chance I can see the nursery?" Amanda smiled genuinely then. "Sure!" She put me on her side and we walked upstairs to my nursery. "This is beautiful!" Chloe exclaimed. "Exactly like I imagined it would be!" her mom cooed. "My baby girl really has grown up now and has her own baby!" "Here, let's put this over her crib rail for now," Chloe said bringing the quilt with her. "Looks like you handled baby proofing the room pretty well sis. I know none of my girls have had any luck getting out since I put up that brand of gate - and they're a foot or more taller than Stacy here." "Honestly I mainly have it up in case someone were to question me having her." "Nonsense sweetie," her mom assured her. "You got her to come willingly like the law says?" "Yes, she agreed to come live with us. Even agreed to the diapers and everything." "Then no one can say anything," her mom said. "Other than they wished they'd seen her first," Chloe said, "which I'll say that!" I looked at her as she hesitated. "Can I hold her for a moment?" I felt Amanda get as nervous as I was but she handed me over to her. "You're soooo tiny and light!!!!" she cooed over me as she squeezed me into a small hug and then turned me over onto my back to hold me like an infant. She rocked back and forth and cooed at me for a few moments while they continued to talk. "This dress is adorable Mandy, where did you get it?" "Threadbare yesterday," she said, "I went inside after we ate dinner out. This princess was sound asleep and Fred watched her in the car." "It really does make her look like a little princess," her mom agreed. "You both would have loved that dress as little girls." "So what do you want to do?" Amanda asked as she looked worriedly at me in Chloe's arms. "Well, I kind of want to buy a piece or two of baby gear for my granddaughter that I see you're missing." "Like?" Amanda asked as I internally gulped. "Well you're missing a swing and a walker for once," she told her. "I mean assuming you're not going to follow Chloe's lead and keep her from walking like her littles." "How many times do I have to tell you it was for their own good, Momma?" Chloe asked. I felt her squeeze me a little tighter and I grew more nervous. "Kacey convinced Kendra and Katie they should escape. It was only because of the neighbors that they all didn't manage to toddle away that night! They showed that I couldn't trust them to be that mature, so I took that decision away from them." There was an awkward pause before she said, "I hope you don't make us do that with you!" Chloe said looking down at me. I shook my head and suddenly needed to pee. I decided to just let go and sure enough Chloe said, "Well at least you're not giving your Mommy a hard time about using the potty. Lord knows I think even the training potty Cassie has for little Klara would be too big for you to get on without help!" I sighed. "I know." "Here, why don't you let me change her and then we'll get going," Mandy said with her arms out. "Oh nonsense, I've been changing diapers forever - I bet I can do just as well as Mommy, if not better, huh?" Chloe said and turned to the changing table. She pulled the strap across my stomach and said, "Mandy, how come you bought a regular baby changing table? What will you do if she starts fighting you?" "I don't think that's going to be a problem Chloe, she's not tried to hit, bite, or kick me once in the first three days. If it was going to happen it would have happened the first time I changed her or nursed her." She pulled my diaper cover down and said, "Mandy, why do you have her in regular Pampers? There are so many other diapers are much cuter and make them waddle more!" She reached down and said, "I mean this princess themed diaper is perfect! Plus then you don't have to change them as much!" she untaped my diaper just then. "She likes the Pampers more and I really don't mind changing her more often." "You know I kind of like the Pampers on her better too," their mom said, "it makes you believe she's actually a real baby in them." "Hmmph," Chloe said, "Why would you want to do that?" "Because not every little needs humiliated all of the time," I found myself saying and then instantly regretted the words as she had my bottom up in the air pulling the wet diaper out. Chapter 8: "OH, SO YOU do have some spirit, huh?" she asked me with a menacing glint in her eye. "I wondered when you would talk back! I won't give you the spanking my girls would get for that this time..." she said as she lifted my ankles a little higher and pulled me into a tighter crunch position. "With all due respect I didn't talk back, I just pointed out that maybe if you really feel we need babied that could be fine, but then why wouldn't you be just as sweet and kind to us as you would to a real baby?" Her eyes narrowed as she began wiping me. Her finger lingered inside my new parts a little longer than it should have and she did the same in my butt. I bit my lip though and didn't give her the reaction I was sure she was expecting. "Well I certainly do only act that way to my girls when they deserve it. Too often you all just act up and then you need to be punished." She finished up with some lotion and powder, and as she taped the second tape of the thicker diaper on I said, "Wouldn't you act up if everything had been taken from you? All hope of a future of a job? Having your own babies? Of just going to the potty?" She glared at me, pulled the diaper cover back over my diaper before she turned and handed me to Amanda. "She's not physically needing restrained, but I'd take that tongue from her soon." Amanda cuddled me and replied, "I like her tongue." She tickled my side. "and everything else about her. Yes she has a difference of opinion from you, but she was very respectful the way she said it, wasn't she?" Chloe just looked at her in disbelief, shook her head, and then asked. "Mom, are we going?" "Sure sweetie," she said. "Let's take your car Amanda since you probably have all of Stacy's stuff in it already." With that command Amanda grabbed my diaper bag, along with the other items needed for a day out with a baby... who just happened to be eighteen... years old. Amanda squeezed me gently as she began to set me in my seat whispered, "Careful sweetie, I wouldn't have been able to stop her from spanking you." I just smiled up at her. "I love you Mommy," was my reply. Her whole face lit up at those words and she smiled back at me. "Well I love you too Princess." I was strapped into the carrier and was glad her mom sat next to me in the back rather than Chloe. Before she closed the door Amanda placed a bottle nipple in my mouth and I moved my hands to hold the bottle. It was cold apple juice that was nice and sweet. "You really are adorable," her mom said looking at me. "Amanda she fits into an infant carrier perfectly! I can't believe how tiny she is!" "She's really easy to carry like that too since she's so light. If I didn't know how she had gotten that way I would be really worried about her medical situation. Of course we've had her checked over and Fred has looked at her a bit too... She has to use the infant nursers too, as the larger size are too heavy for her to hold up." "You said you did get her adoption registered?" "Day before yesterday, I didn't want to risk someone trying to say that she was theirs instead." "No, you wouldn't want that," she agreed. She peered down at me in the car seat and spoke softly, "Stacy I can tell that you have some fire in you - but there's no way in this world you would ever be allowed to walk more than about ten steps before another woman would adopt you if my Amanda hadn't. I think you got quite lucky with her..." I continued nursing the bottle and nodded. I pulled out the bottle long enough to say. "I know," before I went back to nursing it. The drive to wherever it was that we were going seemed to take a while. "You two are going to love this new store! I still can't believe how humongous it is! It truly has everything you could possibly want!" "What's different than Babies'r'us?" Amanda asked. "Well they have a lot more discipline items for one... you really might think of getting at least a few things for your girl here. I don't think she's as well behaved as you think she is! Probably just doing things when your back is turned." "Well lucky for us she's a baby, so I don't turn my back on her, huh Princess?" she said to me with what I knew had to be a smile in her voice. "Remind me to see if they have one of those mirrors that attach to car seats so I can see her face. That's the one thing I've never liked about rear facing car seats." "Why put her rear facing then?" Granny asked. "Well she's the size of a three month old... even if she has an adult body for a little I don't want to chance that the bigger physics of a crash with our car would cause a spinal injury. Even us as adults would be better getting pushed backwards into a seat. I figure that in a few more years when the government mandates the self-driving vehicles we'll all be sitting backwards not long after." "Rear facing like an infant? No way!" Chloe scoffed. "Though I do like the idea of not driving... Too bad they're so expensive." "So what else do they have?" Amanda asked with interest getting her sister back on the topic. "Well there's a huge selection of adorable clothes! Of course that probably doesn't matter as much for you since Stacy fits so easily in infants clothes?" "Yeah, there's not a piece of clothing on her that's from the little's department. I don't even think they make little's sizes that small." "I don't think they do actually..." Chloe said as if she was sad. "Well if she was bigger you'd find a lot more selection of the clothes in that style. They also have some new nanny help items to keep them occupied and... happy." "Happy?" Amanda asked. "Well you know they're not adults, but still have some of their needs, right?" she paused as if waiting for confirmation of a fundamental fact. "Well studies have shown if you service their carnal needs they behave better. There's a huge selection of items to do that with." she paused for a moment. "Katie and Kendra can't seem to get enough of their rocking horse and relief diapers." I felt bile rise up in my mouth and I almost threw up, thankfully I had the bottle nipple to bite down on instead of my tongue! Amanda said what I was thinking though. "Chloe you really do need to make up your mind about things. Stacy is just a baby, she doesn't need to think about such things!" "Well haven't you been thinking such things Stacy?" Chloe asked me directly even though I couldn't see her. I could see her mother looking at me intently then. "Honestly, no. I was pretty sheltered at home, and I'm kind of getting sick to my stomach picturing whatever twisted items you're thinking of! In my world I'm pretty sure forcing things like that to someone would get you locked up for life if it wasn't mutually desired. It sounds like you just force it on people! That's rape!" "Chloe, we're going to agree to disagree on this one. Stop antagonizing Stacy with the threat of those despicable items." "You wait and see, she'll be begging for them before long." "Somehow I doubt that," Granny said. There was a sad look in her eyes that made me think that while she had loved babying littles, including her Hannah, there'd probably been none of that treatment of her. I could certainly see how Amanda believed Chloe had been responsible for Hannah's death. "I think I heard they have some toys that are helpful for learning there," Granny spoke up next to me. "Learning?" Amanda asked. "Well might be something you would like at least... stuff to drill her on our basic math." "Huh..." Amanda said thoughtfully. I was actually curious about that one myself. I had heard the fact that they used a Base 60 math the last time I had been here and had been doing my best to practice the changeover from our Base 10 system. It helped when I read some articles that explained how we still had some relationships, especially in geometry, to the Base 60 system the Babylonians used. It wasn't second nature to me though like normal Base 10 math was... but at least I wasn't terrible at it now. I had done my best the last couple of years to change my calculus worksheets into Base 60 to practice. If there was a toy - even if it was meant for a baby mind - that might drill that more I would be okay with that! "So I hear Megan has a new boyfriend?" Chloe suggested. Amanda laughed. "Maybe, but she's never going to settle down easily. About the only way she might is if she were to find her own little... and she seems to be very opposed to that." "Don't know what went wrong with her," Chloe said. "Who wouldn't want one?" For her part Granny sighed and looked at me. "Amazon women when they're young have what I would call a disease of the heart. They feel like they have to be mothers in order to live. With as hard as it is for us to conceive you all make it much easier." she whispered to me. "I'm glad to see that my daughter is treating you well." I looked up at her in surprise, having been prepared for her to be the mother monster more than anything else. I smiled around the nipple at her and kept nursing like a good baby. As I nursed on the bottle I couldn't help but feel that I needed to pee again. As much as I wanted to make it out of this world with my mind and body intact... I had no illusions that my potty training would survive! I just went ahead and let it out into the diaper. My bladder felt relief and for the moment while the diaper was warm it wasn't a terrible feeling. 'Not like this one can't hold like six of these bottles...' I sighed, 'I'm surprised the diaper cover fits over the top of it!' Just as I had settled back down from wetting the diaper we pulled to a stop in the parking lot. Granny reached over and undid her seatbelt before asking. "Amanda are we taking her carrier or just putting her down in the cart seat?" "She likes the cart seat a little better to see out of," she told her mom. "Okay, I'll get her then," she said and reached over to my seat. She gave my tummy a little tickle, which made me giggle nervously. She undid the harness latch before opening her door and then picked me up. "You really are almost too light Princess," she told me as she stepped clear of the car holding me. I leaned into her and gave her a small hug, which made her smile. "Well, aren't you becoming affectionate?" she kissed my forehead and carried me into the store behind Amanda and Chloe. Right away as we walked into the 'Littles Superstore' I knew that this was not a place I would want to be with most Amazons as my 'mother.' Immediately at the cart pick-up the choices began... There were several different options from infant carrier type to your average grocery cart meant for older children to sit a little more comfortably on plastic forward facing seats with a seat belt. Some of those were even shaped like cars like I remembered in the grocery stores back home. Those carts seemed abnormally large compared to me, but at least they still seemed to be normal shopping carts. Next to those were the 'special' ones that seemed to come with leg, hand, and even head restraints in some cases! It looked like one said something about instructions on the little needing to just be in a diaper only so electrodes could make contact... I shuddered and Granny patted my back gently while walking to a traditional cart and setting me inside the seat. "Uh-oh! This seat is too big for you," she commented. "Amanda do you have a blankie in her bag?" "Sure mom, why?" "Let me see it please." Chloe seemed to watch in disbelief as her mother kindly rolled the blanket up and put it behind my back so I was more comfortable. "That better baby?" I nodded. "Thank you Granny." "You're very welcome!" She kissed my head again and said, "Let's see if there's anything in here worth buying for my granddaughter." I was surprised in a way that Amanda let her mother pushed me around in the cart, but I guessed she was trying to let her mom earn my trust a bit more. I already felt I could trust her more than Chloe... but that wasn't saying much at this point! She paused at a large store directory board. Since the cart was sideways I could see that the store was laid out with different sections like diapers, clothing, nursing, car seats, furniture, and toys like a normal baby store would have. They added punishment aids, mental treatments, and automated nursery sections too... I gulped as I realized we were right next to the punishment section. "You sure you don't at least need a good paddle?" Chloe asked. "No Chloe, Stacy is a good little girl," she told her. Another lady nearby was pulling a little girl around with a short dress and a child's leash on looked at Amanda and said, "You should listen to her young lady, the hand is good in a pinch, but when they need to know who's Mommy you want something more firm! When you get your little you'll really understand. Regular babies like your little girl there are so much easier!" "Umm... thank you for your opinion," Amanda said. "Come on Mom, I would like to look at a few things over there I think..." I was pushed down the aisles of the store and occasionally one of them would pick up an item to examine. Mostly it seemed Amanda must have already shopped most of the items before. The pacifier aisle contained some cute pacifiers that she began looking through. "Which of these do you like better?" as she held some options out to me. A good dozen pacifiers ended up in the cart after a few minutes. Just before we left the aisle Chloe said, "You should get one of these for her too!" The item in question was unquestionably cute, girly looking, and innocent until you looked at the label. "Lockable Pacifier: Twist and lock pacifier in place so your little can't pull it out. Keeps littles seen but not heard!" "Chloe, really?" Granny answered. "Have you heard her shout or scream once?" "She talked back to me..." "Only because you were being a witch..." Amanda said. Chloe looked at both of them and just threw her arms up in the air. "I'm only trying to be helpful. I have three of these creatures at home. I have a lot more experience than either of you!" "Calm down Chloe, we're not saying you don't," Granny soothed. "But I think if you really pay attention Stacy is most definitely not your normal little." "No she's not, and I'm sure we'll not be needing one of those. She's perfectly happy to keep one in her mouth on her own," Amanda said and sympathetically offered me one of the pacifiers from my diaper bag. "Thank you," I said around it. She patted me on the head and said, "See?" The glare continued, but we kept moving through the aisles. In the car seat aisle she found a large mirror to mount to see me and would let me see her too. "Ooh, how about this?" Granny said from next to Amanda. "What?" "It's a TV screen you can hang from the headrest above her seat. She can watch movies on it instead of being bored..." Granny told her. "That's not cheap though," she told her. "Don't worry about it, it's one of her presents from Grandma!" She smiled at me after putting the box in the cart. "We'll see if we can find you some safe movies to watch in another store later." I nodded at her and we were soon to another aisle she felt Amanda hadn't prepared for. "Oh dear, I thought we could pick up a walker for her here, but these are all going to be much too big for her." "We can go to a regular baby store if you really want to buy her one later," Amanda told her. "She can walk though, so that was why I hadn't even looked at them." "Yes she can walk, and yes she is a good little girl, but every now and then you'll be grateful to have the ability to let her walk around downstairs and not be able to get in certain places. Plus it's a comfortable seat that she'll look adorable in!" "We'll go somewhere else and look then later," Amanda said and smiled at me. Something in the smile told me we'd humor her, but it wouldn't be getting a lot of use. It seemed to me like it might not be a bad place to do homework in though... I could actually remember a few memories of how much I loved mine as a baby! Next to that aisle we came across the 'Automated Nursery - Making Parenting Easier' aisle. "Oh Amanda, look at this!" Chloe cooed. "What's that?" "Well it's like a modern swing... but it does so much more. Here let's put Stacy in it and try it..." The device in question looked like some sort of high tech baby bouncer or swing. I didn't get much of a look though before Granny helpfully picked me up and sat me in the seat. "Let's see how it works and if it's even the right size for you!" she buckled the five-point harness around me and looked at Chloe. "See it bounces her like a real mommy to calm her," she read off and the swing started up, apparently activated by Chloe's voice. It was actually soothing at first until Chloe pointed out. "ooh, it does more too!" she smirked at me and I worried as she shouted. "Bad baby!" All of a sudden I was flipped forward to face the ground. My hands and legs were suddenly bound in some sort of cuffs! Before I could even begin to get my mind around what was going on I felt a harsh tug as my diaper cover was quickly pulled down and my diaper was ripped off! "What...?" I said just before I began to feel blows of huge hands on my butt!!!!!!!! Each blow felt like a sledgehammer was coming down onto my bare skin! "Stop!!!!!" Amanda cried out. "Unable to stop until unit has finished punishment cycle," a mechanical woman's voice responded to them. Whack. "Bad Baby!" it said over and over again. I began to bawl as it hurt more than anything I could ever remember!!!! Just as I had given up hope of the pain ever stopping, the machine shuddered to a stop with my face still dangling out like I was at the top of a roller coaster going down. Amanda's hands were reaching to undo the buckle as I heard shouts of. "Well help us get her out of this!" "Hang on baby, we'll get you out of this..." Amanda tried to soothe me as I kept bawling uncontrollably. Her comforting touch didn't mean much as she couldn't undo the buckle. "Get her out of this!" Granny's voice said angrily at the person. "It won't release until it's finished the punishment cycle..." "And just how much more of a beating does this poor little girl need?!?!" Granny said, "It was supposed to be a swing..." "Well it is that, as well as a complete care giver in absentia. It swings, feeds, and disciplines the little as needed." "So how are we getting her out?" Amanda said coldly while holding onto my hand. My blood was rushing to my head a bit at this point. "The only way I know of is to let it finish." "How many times had it spanked her?" Another voice asked. "Twenty?" Amanda's voice suggested. "Eighteen," Chloe's voice piped in amused. "It looks like it's programmed to do thirty-five the first time to get its point across." "So she would have to be beaten seventeen more times?!?!" Amanda shouted angrily as I sobbed at the thought. "Where is the car seat aisle?" I heard her ask through my sobs. "Over there..." "I'll be right back baby," she reassured me. "Momma don't you let anyone turn this piece of junk back on!" "Don't worry about that honey," she said as she came and kneeled by me to take one of my bound hands. "Shhh... we'll get you out of this," she tried to reassure me. I couldn't stop crying even though the pain was beginning fading a little. My skin still throbbed though and the thought of being spanked more by this torture device was unbearable. 'How can this seem reasonable for a first punishment?!?' I wondered as I sobbed. I worried Amanda would never come back, or we'd all get arrested or something with me stuck in this machine. Time seemed to crawl by, but Amanda was soon back and one of the management voices said, "No you can't do that, it's expensive!!!" "So is my daughter!" she screamed back. Through my tears I could see she held an emergency safety belt cutter in her hand. "Stay still baby," she told me before she used it on the straps of the harness. Unfortunately it only made things worse as I now dangled by my hands and ankles toward the ground. "Stupid piece of junk!" Amanda screamed at it as she looked for anything that would release those too. She worked at it for several long moments before my feet were loose and then my hands. Instantly I was in her arms being cuddled. "I'm so sorry baby, if I'd had any idea that would have done that I never would have let Granny put you in it!!!!" "I don't think she's the problem," I told her softly when I had calmed down. "Chloe is the one who started the punishment cycle. I don't think Granny even knew it could do that." "You're right baby," she told me as she looked up and angrily glared at Chloe. "If you ever cause harm to my baby again... So help me you will pay for the rest of your miserable life!" She grabbed my diaper bag and stormed away from the scene. I sobbed as she carried me to the front of the store and I found myself in a changing room. "Sweetie I think this dress is done for..." She quickly pulled the dress off of my head and I could see that in the midst of my struggling and her efforts to free me the pretty dress was ripped in three places. I realized then that I had no idea where the diaper and the cover went. Amanda reached into the bag and grabbed a regular Pamper for me and lay my bottom on top of it. I winced as she rubbed some baby lotion onto my inflamed skin. "I'm sorry baby..." she told me. With the diaper taped up she dug a spare romper from the diaper bag out. I let her pull it over my head and she had it snapped around my diaper in record time. All the while I was sobbing uncontrollably and shaking - it was like my worst fears come true! She picked me up and just held me and cuddled me for a moment before sitting down at a bench in the room and pre