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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. 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 9: GRANNY CARRIED ME to the baby changing station in the bathroom at the front of the store as I nervously clung to her. 'I hope she doesn't do anything bad...' a part of my brain began to think before I reminded myself that she had been tame compared to Chloe the whole time. A part of me wondered why she was being nice given the horrific acts that I had heard happened with Hannah, but I just hoped that I was just going to be getting this uncomfortable mess on my behind cleaned up. "It's okay baby," she cooed at me as she opened the door to the bathroom. "No!!!!! You can't do this to me you bitch!!!!!!" I jolted and saw a man, well little, being stripped of what looked like a set of wet khaki pants. Granny froze just inside the doorway, and I felt my eyes widen as I watched the man be smacked on his butt more times than the machine had hit me earlier. Eventually the smacks stopped when you could no longer understand any of the cries from the man. I watched in disbelief as she began to set him down on the changing table. "You obviously aren't ready to be an adult," the lady said in a no- nonsense voice. "But you cheated, I could have made it to the bathroom..." he whined through a raspy voice. "But you didn't, so you're mine. We'll get the adoption all done here in a bit. I'm glad you were here to help me shop for that baby gift though Dennis," she said. "My name's not Dennis!" "It is now, unless you want it to be Denise," the lady said. I watched the poor man stripped naked and a badly fitting diaper was taped on. She picked him up off of the changing table and looked at Granny and me. "Oh my! Isn't she just the most precious baby?" she sniffed a moment. "Uh-oh, did you make a present in your diapee for your Mommy?" I was glad she kept her hands off of me and Granny's tighter grip on me suggested she thought the same. "I'm her Granny," she told her. "Are you done by chance?" "Why certainly! She's a real baby, right?" Granny nodded as I was laid down on a changing pad. "Just has a ton of hair for some reason... Well and she's older than she looks. She's eighteen months old." "So she's actually going to be a little?" she paused as she washed her hands somehow while holding onto the broken man. "Does she have normal sized parents?" "Her Momma was like this too, she ended up hitting over ten feet so it's hard to say what will happen with her. Her Daddy is even taller, so I would be surprised if she doesn't grow." "Well, we'll let you get to changing that uncomfy diapee, huh?" she said as she looked at her new little. "I know you'll be making Mommy a stinky present like that soon too, huh?" The lady squeezed the poor guy tight. "Let's get you away from here since you don't work here anymore. I bet we'll find better clothing options for you at Le B?b? down the road." The poor guy whimpered some more and I felt bad for him. Looking at him in comparison to me I was sure he was way taller than I was. He might have even been as tall as I used to be and the lady just manhandled him as easily as a toddler. Fortunately for me the door closed and Granny got to work by opening up my romper snaps and slid the cloth back up to my armpits. "Arms back here sweetie," she told me and moved my arms to up above my head. The tapes were ripped off and I grimaced as the smell wafted towards my nose. She used the messy diaper to wipe as much poop off my butt as she could. My legs continued to be suspended in the air for several moments though while she then used baby wipes to clean every bit of the rest off my bottom. As she went into my anus for a second I squirmed but she said, "Just be a good girl sweetie, almost done," and it was quickly done. Unfortunately she had to do the same with the new lips down there too and I squirmed more because it felt so weird to have them still. She placed a new diaper beneath my bottom and left it open a moment while she balled up the old diaper and put it in a trash can next to it. "I'm going to put some of this cream we bought at the store on that sore booty sweetie, hopefully it will help you feel better sooner." I squirmed with the still unusual feeling of someone putting hands on private parts, but as she spread the sticky lotion on my butt I could feel it numb the area, and instead of the throbbing pain it became a little duller. The door opened again and this time a pregnant lady and an Amazon girl who was probably elementary school aged came in. ?Look at the baby Momma!? the girl said pointing towards me.? ?Yes she?s a cutie, isn?t she! Just like you used to be!? ?I was never that small was I?? the girl asked. ?When you were a newborn you were a bit smaller, but you grew quickly into the big girl you are now, huh?? The girl giggled and nodded. ?Yes Momma, I?m not a baby anymore.? ?Well you?re still my baby, even when your little brother gets here!? The Mom looked at me for a moment beside the door and said, ?Now go potty like a good girl!? The lady lingered for a moment before going to a stall of her own. Thankfully my diaper was quickly taped shut, romper snapped, and then Grandma washed her hands before coming to let me down. ?Okay, Granny needs to use the potty, come here,? she told me and started to bring me into the stall. ?We can watch her for a moment if you?d like?? the lady offered. ?Thanks, but if I let her out of my sight my daughter will beat me to death!? The lady laughed. ?I can imagine!? I was carried with Granny into an open stall and she stood me up on my legs next to the toilet once she closed the stall door. Because I was so short I couldn?t even see the top of the toilet, but as she sat down I turned and faced the door hoping she would hurry. Sounds were made that I didn?t want to know about, and soon it seemed she was wiping, washing her hands, and she carried me back to where we had left Mommy. ?All clean?? Amanda asked when we got back. ?Yep! She?s such a good baby!? ?Yes she is!? she said and held her arms out for Granny to give me back. She hugged me and said, ?You want to sit in your stroller while we shop?? I just nodded as I didn?t want to walk and I think she was tired of carrying me. I was strapped into the carrier seat and she asked, ?Do you want your baba?? I nodded and she handed me another bottle of apple juice that I let her exchange my pacifier for and began nursing it slowly. ?What did you find so far?? I heard Granny ask her as she pushed down a canopy over my face. ?Well, these dresses are too cute to leave here!? she said and I could just make out a few dresses before she gave them to Granny to look at. ?She?ll look adorable in these!? she paused. ?I love the diaper cover on this one!? ?Isn?t it adorable?? ?Yes it is,? she said while I got a view of a diaper cover with several rows of frills going down it, along with a massive bow on the middle of the butt. Since the infant carrier fit into the stroller and faced Mommy, the whole time I could only see the things that she occasionally brought into my view. I couldn?t even try and see straight up thanks to a canopy that was folded down, so I quickly became bored and sighed quietly. ?It beats being spanked by a machine...? I told myself and grimaced as I thought about my still sore butt. ?I feel so horrible for Chloe?s ?babies.? I had no illusions that she was any better with them... and the thought of her being free to do whatever she wanted to me or anyone else was terrifying. She wasn?t alone though either, half of the Amazons we had encountered seemed just to have a desire to abuse their littles in some sort of sick game. If I had guessed wrong with Amanda and Fred things might have easily gone from awkward to horrifying without any chances to get away. ?I hope I can go to college still... if I can?t this was a total waste of a life...? ?I like this one,? I heard a while later as I noticed we were now in a furniture type aisle and I saw a baby?s swing in my vision. I squirmed and found myself whimpering as I looked at something that didn?t look too far from what I?d been in earlier. I pulled the bottle out of my mouth and looked at the device terrified it would repeat my earlier abuse. ?Oh it?s okay Stacy, this isn?t one of those same types,? Amanda soothed and took the empty bottle and put a pacifier in my mouth. I felt tears going down my face and shook involuntarily. ?Momma I think we?ll skip one of those for now, I think Stacy won?t go near one of those ever now...? Granny looked down on me and sighed before saying, ?Yeah, I can see why she?d be terrified of them. Maybe in a couple months?? ?Maybe...? Amanda said and gently wiped my face with a Kleenex while saying, ?It?s okay baby.? ?So is that it?? Granny asked. ?I think so, let?s go check out and we?ll go grab a bite to eat.? ?Sounds good,? Granny replied. I sat there like a good baby as we went through the checkouts. ?Your baby is adorable!? a lady in line said while peering her giant head into my carrier. ?Thank you,? Amanda said. ?How old is she?? ?Three months,? she told her. ?How does she have so much hair already?? ?I don?t have a clue honestly. The doctors figured her baby hair would have fallen out ? she had a full head of it when she was born! So far though it?s just kept growing. It?s so soft I hope it doesn?t!? Amanda winked at me. ?With that much hair you could almost believe she was a really tiny little, but her cheeks and not having breasts... Well, it?s obvious she?s a real baby. Would be nice if I could get our little to look like that. You get to have so much fun with the clothes that she fits into at that age!? ?We do,? Amanda said as the cashier began checking out their purchases. ?Amanda I insist you let me buy this stuff... especially after what happened earlier...? ?You don?t...? ?Please?? ?Okay Momma, we?ll step off to the side then,? she said as she pushed my stroller forward and I could just make out a stack of clothing, baby gear, and the walker on the belt. ?How?s that diapee doing?? Amanda asked me as she stuck her hand inside the romper. ?Ooh, wet again, already?? she asked me. ?Mom, we?re going to go change her diaper, we?ll meet you right back out here?? ?Why don?t you give me your car keys and I?ll pull the car up?? Amanda reached into the diaper bag and grabbed her keys to hand to her before pushing the stroller to the bathroom. My diaper was changed quickly in there with no one else coming in. Just as we were leaving I heard a page. ?James please page the front office immediately,? and just as the line clipped ?where is he?? bled through. ?I guess his name was James...? I thought to myself. ?I can?t imagine being kidnapped from work...? Outside the car was waiting and Amanda had my seat latched into the base in record time. ?Where to for lunch?? she asked her mom as she sat down. It was only then as I really looked up at the seat in front of me that I realized I could sort of see them now through a mirror that was placed on the headrest. I appreciated that inroad into the isolation of the back seat! ?Well how about the soup and salad place down the road?? ?That will work,? she agreed easily. I sat in the seat and had the opportunity to at least see more through the little mirror. The view wasn?t perfect, but I could now see a little bit of the road ahead of us through the gap. I could also see Granny digging through her purse for something. ?I meant to give this to you earlier Amanda,? she told her as she handed something over while we were at a stoplight. ?Cool,? she said with a happy voice. ?Tell Cassie thanks for me... Is the plan still for everyone to go to your house for lunch Sunday?? ?Yes, and we?ll make sure Chloe doesn?t get ahold of Stacy...? ?Why...?? Amanda asked softly. ?I wish I knew where your father and I went wrong,? Granny told her. ?At least with Cassie she?s not as cruel about it with Neville as Chloe is.? ?Mom, how has Chloe not been accused of abuse?? ?You and I both know there?s not much that can be done for littles...? The car started up again and I lost the rest of the conversation as the engine noise and lower voices hid it from my ears. I watched through the mirror as she pulled into a parking lot and then came around to unbuckle me. ?Come on sweetie, let?s get some lunch!? ?Do I have to eat salad?? I asked nervously. ?You don?t like salad?? she asked. I shook my head. ?Soup?? ?I guess, but you?re going to need to learn to eat some things you don?t like if you don?t want to just end up eating out of a jar the whole time...? My eyes opened in fear, but I nodded. The pacifier hung from my romper as we walked to a counter, paid, and they got two plates of salad, two regular sized bowls of soup, and then a smaller bowl of soup for me. Granny grabbed a highchair for me and I was set into it gently, buckled, and just waited patiently. I was pretty sure feeding myself soup wasn?t going to be allowed! ?I think this has cooled enough baby,? she told me after she and her mom had been eating for a while. ?Let?s get your bib on you first though!? A cute bib that said ?Mommies Princess? was fastened around my neck and she carefully fed me a spoonful of the vegetable soup. It wasn?t too bad, so I ate it as quickly as she would spoon it to my mouth. After a while she had a forkful of lettuce she brought to my mouth. ?Open up baby,? she told me. I looked at her and shook my head. ?I won?t ask you again baby,? she said, ?Just one bite is all I?ll make you take.? I groaned but opened up and chewed up the tasteless leaves that I couldn?t stand! ?It?s not that bad!? Amanda admonished me. ?Is too...? I whined. ?Okay, here, you can have some more soup...? she told me and spooned another spoonful. We continued that until the soup was gone, but I was till hungry. I watched her eat some more forks of salad and couldn?t even think to ask for that. ?Someone still looks hungry,? Granny said. ?Yes, but she doesn?t want salad?? I shook my head. ?Okay then, come here, we?ll get a little more in your belly,? she told me. I only had to wonder for a moment what she was planning exactly before I was in her arms while she struggled with her top and bra to present me with her breast. ?Go on sweetie,? she told me gently and kissed the top of my head. I sighed but began nursing and listened as the conversation around me most definitely wasn?t including me in it. ?You look so natural there nursing her,? Granny told her. ?It feels that way too...? ?I wish this wasn?t the only way you could have a baby,? Granny told her. ?Huh?? I asked myself. ?Well... it?s not like you asked for the gene to be in yours and dad's family.? ?I know, but I hate that both you and Chloe ended up with it. At least Cassie was able to have two before she couldn?t.? I felt her move a little bit and would have come away from her breast if she hadn?t held me there. ?I know... who knows why we had that... at least I get to have my cute Stacy here ? she?s better than I could have ever dreamed of.? They spoke for a few more minutes before the breast was empty, I was burped, and switched to the other side. By the time she burped me again her milk was sloshing around in my belly with the soup and I was feeling quite tired. A pacifier was pushed into my mouth and I drifted off in the car carrier enroute to wherever they were going next. WHEN I WOKE up I was being suspended in the air by fabric in the new sling they had bought. I moved a bit and Amanda cooed. ?Hold on sweetie and I?ll adjust you to where you can see where we?re going.? I had been in a typical infants cradle position and she moved me to an upright position like I remembered on the packaging. She looked down on me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. ?You are so adorable!? I could see a little over her shoulder and then a bit to my right, but my main view was her. The fabric held me firmly below my diaper and I felt safe as she began walking again through what I decided was another mall. ?Where are we?? I asked as I let the pacifier fall from my mouth. ?Westgate Mall,? she told me. ?I?m glad you?re awake as your Granny and I want to buy a few things for you here that we want you to pick out!? ?Okay...? I said nervously. I expected to be walked into another baby store, or a toy store, or even the next clothing store. What I didn?t expect was to walk into a bookstore like Barnes and Noble back home. Especially given how much further technology had come here, I was almost shocked that they had places like this still! ?Let?s look over here first Momma,? she said. I watched as we approached a massive set of bookshelves and mentally slapped myself as I realized just how tiny I was now! The area was a test prep section of the store and the books were nearly two-thirds my size. ?Those books seem really big...? I found myself saying aloud. ?Yes they are, I think we?ll be putting your books on a tablet for school. I don?t think there?s any way you?ll be able to carry a backpack full of them,? she told me. ?I want to get a book or two for you to study before your placement exam next week.? ?I have a test next week already?? ?You?re a little Stacy... the university will need to make sure you still belong in school. If you don?t do well enough on the test they may suggest you go back to high school... or even back to preschool.? My eyes opened wide. ?But you promised...? ?We did, and because we promised you I want to help you make sure you get through this test.? I leaned into her and said, ?Thanks.? I leaned into her. ?Sorry...? ?After the day you?ve had?? she asked, ?I can?t say that I blame you. Momma told me what you saw in there when you went in with her to get your diaper changed.? I nodded. ?So what?s the test I?m taking?? ?College Aptitude Readiness Exam,? she told me. ?CAREs are considered to be the best way for a university to examine littles.? ?Is it even a fair test?? I asked her. ?Good question... Obviously some littles must pass, so all we can do is try, huh?? she asked as she hugged me before grabbing a book on a shelf high enough I didn?t believe any little would have a chance to grab it! She opened it in front of me and I flipped through some of the giant pages with her. It had some textbook type work in the front and then several practice tests that seemed the most useful. It also came with a subscription to a website with a few realistic practice tests. We grabbed another too before walking through more of the store. ?How about some fiction books?? I asked her. She looked at me and shrugged. I grabbed one that looked like it was Tolkien?s Lord of the Rings, but different in this dimension with Gandalf being an elf? I also picked out several others including one that supposedly told the tale of a little who won their freedom. The last looked like it had sat on the shelf forever with the dust on it. A few other books on computers and some on history joined it, before I eventually was carried to the children?s section. Several preschool and elementary math workbooks were added to the collection. Granny also added a couple of bedtime story worthy picture books. ?Why?? ?Don?t you want Mommy to tell you a bedtime story at night?? Granny asked. I blushed and shrugged. ?Okay,? was my response. The bag from that store was heavy enough they decided to take it back to the car before walking some more through the mall. After a while though it was clear to me that Granny was getting tired and Amanda seemed to be ready to call it quits too. The car when we returned to it was stuffed to the brim of new clothes, toys, baby stuff, and now books that hopefully would appeal to me! We drove for a while until we must have reached Granny?s house. From what I could see it seemed to be a little smaller than our house, but looked well kept and had a pretty yard with rose bushes in the front. ?So you?ll be here for lunch Sunday?? she confirmed. ?Yes, we?ll be here... hopefully Chloe will behave.? ?If she doesn?t I?ll send her home, she was way out of line today!? Amanda hugged her mom and said, ?Thank you Momma, I love you!? ?I love you too sweetheart,? she said as she opened the door. My door was then opened and Granny looked down at me. ?You be a good girl and study! If you can?t get into college I?m sure the daycare would be more than happy to help take you though!? she smiled at me. Earlier today I might have thought she would prefer that decision, but she seemed to be a different person completely from what I expected. She kissed my forehead and I felt a finger check my diaper. ?Amanda make sure you change her when you get home, she?s probably close to leaking.? ?Yes ma?am,? she told her and soon we were driving back down the roads and highways. ?Thank you for being such a good girl today Stacy,? she told me. ?If I was you I probably would have gone on a rampage after all that you?ve been through and be demanding to go back home...? I grimaced and said, ?Well I?m not going to lie - if you weren?t who you are, I think I would be regretting this decision already. Well if I was still capable of regretting it...? ?Most of the times those people like Chloe leave just enough adult in you so that you can fight back and make them feel like you deserve to be treated like that...? I just nodded. ?I felt so bad for that guy earlier, you could tell someone in the store was looking for him as we left.? ?Well when you visited before there were at least some rules in place. If a little was smart enough to wear a diaper they were pretty much safe ? you as a little had to give permission to be taken home with them... Of course ?permission? is just a word in all honesty, but it seemed to help a little bit. Now that law has been all but gutted... Any unclaimed little not in or out of a diaper just has to be seen doing anything immature and they can be claimed.? ?So what about me going to school?? ?You?re not unclaimed... and I made sure we?ve filed all of the paperwork along with linking it with your application so the school has to acknowledge our parental authority to enroll you.? We were pulling up to our house now I could see through the mirror and she opened the garage door. ?The one thing they can pull is if you do really badly on your placement CAREs, but the score has to be pretty low... I made sure you are allowed to use your diaper there, but we?ll be making sure you have nothing to drink or eat a few hours before you go to keep anyone from playing other games with you if we can help it.? I nodded. She came around the side to my carrier after the garage door closed and picked me up. ?Uh-oh,? she said, ?You leaked! I guess we should have changed you at Granny?s, huh?? she asked me. Sure enough I looked down at the car seat and there was a massive darker spot in the fabric and my romper was wet. ?How did I not notice?? I asked her. ?You know what my milk does to you, and you?ve had several sessions today,? she reminded me. I sighed. ?It would be a whole lot easier to hate if it tasted bad.? ?So it tastes good?? she asked with a bemused smile as she carried me upstairs. I grimaced but nodded. ?It?s almost like a vanilla milk shake ...? ?Well, I?m glad you like it, as I keep getting full every time I turn around. Your diaper is not the only thing leaking!? I looked down at her chest just as she sat me down on the changing table and noted the growing spot over her right breast. ?So, let?s change one leaky diaper and then maybe you can help me out?? I sighed and said, ?I guess I can?t say no when I already admitted it tastes good?? She smiled at me and tickled me a little before laying me back on the changing table. My diaper was opened, I was wiped clean, and a new diaper was put on me in record time for her. Without putting anything else on me she sat down in the glider. I watched as she pulled her shirt over her head leaving just her bra on before she pulled it off too, leaving her completely topless. She pulled me in to her breast and I had to admit there was something nice about having my bare skin touching hers completely as I nursed. She seemed to feel the same way as I could feel a lot of tension in her relax too as I nursed. When I finished she burped me and then brought me back into her arms and said, ?Okay, I know you may be getting a bit sleepy, but do you want to come back downstairs with me and sit in your playpen? ?Do I have to?? ?I thought you could look at one of those test prep books?? I thought for a second and nodded. ?Okay, but can I have a new outfit and diaper first?? ?You think just because you wet that brand new diaper already it?s time for a change?? I nodded. ?Well, if the Princess insists...? she tickled my unprotected belly and I giggled. The diaper was fairly soaked for such a short time I thought, but given how much I?d had to drink in the past couple of hours I wasn?t surprised. ?As soon as I begin nursing it?s like my body has to expel urine... I just hope whatever is in her milk won?t cause cancer or something...? I groaned a bit when I realized she was dressing me in the thicker princess diapers! Given I?d made her change my diaper twice in an hour though, I was sure that was my own fault! I was quickly redressed in a cute dress with an embroidered flower with a bee on it. She carried me down to her room and sat me on the bed while she changed her bra and shirt. Amanda wiped off her breasts first of a substance I was sure had to be my slobber... ?Eew? I thought to myself. As soon as she had thrown on fresh clothes she picked me back up and carried me downstairs to leave me in the playpen. I tried to stand up and found myself back on my butt a moment later from the diaper bowing my legs too much with the soft floor of the playpen. I just sighed and sat back up to watch Amanda come in and out of the garage. She brought me one of the test prep books and laid it on the floor of the playpen for me. ?Do you have a highlighter and a pencil?? I asked. ?I?ll be back with some,? she told me. Several minutes later she was back with both and I couldn?t help but once again have a moment of size shock. The pencils in our dimension would be about six inches long on average; in this new world they were easily a foot or more in length! Add to the fact that I was now tiny by either world?s standards and the pencil was nearly as long as my stubby legs! Amanda watched me for a moment and asked, ?Can you use that one?? ?I don?t know... we?ll just have to try!? I told her. I sat down with the book and opened the first page with a lot of effort. It wasn?t that the page was heavy, it was more that it was nearly two- thirds my new length. It reminded me of the time I?d gotten a chance to look at some architectural diagrams and how tricky it was to open them! I began quickly reading through the first chapter that served as an introduction to the test. The College Aptitude Readiness Exam (CARE) will measure the readiness of a student for university coursework in Reading Comprehension, Writing, Math, Sciences, and Basic Reasoning. The test allows for up to six hours for testing, with no breaks allowed for test security. ?What?!?? I thought to myself. ?Six hours with no breaks?? Should any test taker need to leave due to illness or a potty accident the test will be considered complete and grade what the tester has completed at that time. ?So they?re just trying to make excuses to make littles into babies...? I thought to myself. As I read through more of the introduction I couldn?t help but feel dismayed at the cards stacked against anyone who wanted to go to college and had to take this test! I was flipping through a FAQ section and found a somewhat helpful section. Q: Are disposable diapers or pull-up garments allowed in the testing room? A: Yes, diapers and pull-ups are allowed in the room providing the little checks the box on the sign-in sheet disclosing they are wearing them. Q: May a soiled diaper or pull-up be changed during the exam? A: Unfortunately due to test security a soiled garment may not be changed. Wet diapers or pull-ups may continue to be worn and the tester may continue taking the test until they deem themselves finished, or unable to continue testing. Should a tester defecate though they will have their test marked completed and someone will help them out of the testing center to get an appropriate change; they will not be allowed to remain in the testing room for sanitary reasons and to avoid distracting other testers. I shuddered as I realized I would have to be very careful to not have anything of a need to poop that day. ?It?s not any different than every day will be though...? I thought to myself. Amanda surprised me then by picking me up suddenly. ?I?m sorry baby, I didn?t mean to scare you,? she told me as she realized what she had done. Inadvertently I knew I had gone pee in the diaper some and sighed. ?What?? ?It?s time to eat din-din,? she told me. ?But it?s only...? I said before looking at a clock and realizing I must have been looking through that book for a couple of hours and keyed into the fact that I smelled some sort of chicken dish coming from the kitchen where she carried me to. ?You certainly get focused on your work, don?t you?? she asked me as I noticed Fred wasn?t home. I nodded. ?I always have... it?s part of why I like computers I think. I have the patience to sit through and code until it works... Where?s... Fr... er Daddy?? I asked. ?He called a few minutes ago and said he got pulled into an emergency surgery on a pregnant woman in a collision.? she looked at me and shrugged. ?I married a doctor, so I expect this to happen every now and then. Because of the way the hospital schedules on call duties he actually doesn?t have it very much anymore, but if he?s there when it comes in at the end of the day he sticks around until the patient is taken care of.? I nodded. ?Sounds like he?s probably a pretty good doctor then.? She sat me down in the highchair and latched the harness. ?Most people think he is! Now, just cause Daddy isn?t here doesn?t mean we don?t eat! So, let?s get some chicken in that belly of yours!? The tray was placed in front of me and then a bib tied around my neck. I watched as she put some pieces of sliced chicken breast on a cute plate with this dimension?s equivalent of Disney Princesses. She began cutting them up into tiny square chunks ? mutilating the meat. I knew better than to argue about it though, she could of course throw it in the food processor if she wanted! A pile of mashed potatoes ended up on the plate too and then she put the plate down on the tray in front of me and handed me an almost me sized plastic spork. ?I?m feeding myself?? I asked. ?Well you don?t have to if you don?t want to,? she smiled at me. ?but given how good you?ve been as a baby today I think a little bit of independence is okay?? I smiled. ?Thanks,? and began using the spork first on the mashed potatoes. They were delicious with just the right amount of pepper and salt, along with garlic and probably some cheese. The meat I was able to get stabbed on the tines of the spork and was amazed by how juicy and tasty it was. I made a satisfied sound and said, ?You are a really good cook!? ?Thank you sweetheart,? she told me as she was eating her own plate of food. ?Did you learn anything while you were studying?? ?That these CARE tests really seem to just be a way to take more littles and place them in nurseries?? I asked. She grimaced but nodded. ?I?ve heard some things, but I really don?t know anything that specific about it.? ?Did you know it?s a six-hour test with no breaks?? Her eyes opened. ?bathroom breaks are allowed, right?? I shook my head. ?No, and I get the feeling a wet diaper is the best thing you can hope to have. If you otherwise wet your pants without protection, or poop... well I wouldn?t be surprised if you were immediately taken to another school...? She nodded at that. ?I had heard many littles end up not going to school ? or at least college - after them... I didn?t know specifically why though...? ?So between now and next week we?re going to have to figure out a way to keep me from pooping for six hours...? ?Well, I think I have an idea... you won?t like it, but I don?t think you?ll have much of a choice if you want to make it through. It?s not exactly a dinner conversation topic though.? I grimaced. ?I?m pretty sure I know what you?re going to suggest... no it?s not.? ?So did you get through any of the subject stuff yet?? ?I scanned through the reading section. That part seems pretty simple, maybe even easier than our tests back in my dimension.? For the next half-hour we both ate and talked like I might have with my mom or dad now. The fact that I was sitting in highchair, a diaper that I noticed was wet, a bib on my neck, and looking like a tiny baby didn?t enter into things for one of the first times since I had arrived. After we were both done she came over to me and used the bib to wipe off a spot of mashed potatoes on my lip, used a baby wipe on my hands and face, then set me down on the ground. ?Okay sweetie, you just told me that you?re basically going to have to stay in a diaper for over six hours this week... I kind of want you to get used to that. Can you hold off on a change until your bath in an hour?? I thought about it for a moment and nodded. ?Can I keep studying for now?? ?That should be fine...? she hesitated before asking. ?How about trying your walker to study in?? I looked in the corner of the living room and just noticed the pink walker sitting on the hardwood floor. She must have assembled it earlier while I was engrossed in the book. ?Can you pull the toys off so I can set the book down?? ?Sure!? she said with a smile. I walked over to the walker and she lifted me up into the cushioned seat. My feet just barely touched the ground enough for me to propel it. ?Is this the highest setting?? I asked, wondering if it could be lowered and trying a few steps. ?No sweetie, it?s the lowest,? she told me. ?given that?s an actual baby one I don?t think we?ll find one any shorter!? I groaned. ?Well at least I can reach... barely!? I told her. She reached into the playpen and grabbed the book and supplies I?d been using earlier and handed it to me. It was kind of an awkward system, but I was able to get the book propped between my belly and the front of the walker and the pencil and highlighter sat just in reach on the side. Amanda also delivered a bottle of juice to me in a little cup holder spot. ?So comfy?? she asked. I thought for a moment and nodded. ?I remember as a baby loving my walker actually...? She smiled. ?And it?s not mechanical!? I shuddered and nodded. ?Please keep it that way...? She laughed and leaned down to kiss my head before she began moving about the house. I could just tell she had moved another load of laundry from the washer to the dryer from the sounds I was hearing. In the meantime I just began getting back into my studying. I scanned through the reading section not really worried about that one too much. From what I could see it really was as easy as I had told Amanda. The whole test was to be on a computer, which boosted my confidence considerably. I worried a bit about typing fast enough on the keyboard and decided it might be a good idea to practice typing on her keyboard some more. Depending on what shortcuts were available on their keyboard it might be more or less difficult... The mouse could be really difficult to deal with too if it wasn?t gesture based like Amanda?s. I was under no illusions that they would be providing keyboards and computers appropriate to my size. I honestly expected the only accommodation for our size was to be a booster seat to reach the desk... I looked carefully through some of the writing prompts they gave and looked at the grading guidelines. Nothing seemed unusual about any of it to me, and if anything I felt like I would be in okay shape for knowing those. ?Hello Princess!? I heard from next to me as I was startled by Fred?s arrival. ?You look adorable!? He said as he reached in and picked me up from the walker. ?Hi Daddy,? I told him. ?What are you working on so intently?? ?A practice guide for the CARE test.? ?Oh... I forgot they have you taking that next week. How do you feel about it?? ?It?s not too bad... I?m just worried about any tricks they may pull while I?m doing it.? ?We?ll do what we can to help you there,? he told me. ?Why don?t we go find Mommy and she can tell me where dinner is?? He carried me away from my study material, but given I looked at the clock and realized two hours had passed I decided that would have happened soon anyway. We found Amanda in my nursery hanging up a pile of new clothes in the closet. ?Did you leave anything in the store?? He asked before going up to her and kissing her. ?Eeww,? I said for payback of having to be right in the middle of an intimate moment like that. ?What?? Amanda teased. ?Jealous?? I leaned into Fred. ?He?s mine already,? I told her while sticking my tongue out. ?I was hoping she wouldn?t be a daddy?s girl!? she said with a pout of her own. ?Good luck with that!? He laughed. I wriggled a bit and he set me down on my feet while they talked for a moment. The diaper I was wearing had swollen so much from the padding expanding I had trouble standing. It was a true balancing act to stay upright! I turned carefully and saw my computer and desk were back where they belonged along with my backpack. I was happy to see that they hadn?t just disappeared, but it reminded me. ?Umm... Mommy?? I asked. ?Uh-oh, she?s pulling the I want something card for the first time...? Fred teased me. ?Yep.? She smiled down at me. ?What does the princess want?? ?Well I was studying down there... and it sounds like the test is all on the computer ? which is great... but your computers are so much larger than mine. Would you be willing to let me get on yours for a while tonight or tomorrow to take the practice tests?? She looked at me and nodded. ?Not tonight, you need to take your bath and go to bed, but tomorrow we?ll do that first thing.? ?Thanks!? I said and walked up to her leg and hugged it. She promptly picked me up and felt my diaper. ?Wow, someone soaked her diaper!? ?You told me to...? I told her. ?She?s got you there!? Fred said, ?I?m going to go heat up those leftovers. Why don?t you give her the bath she needs and then we can all cuddle on the couch again?? ?Sure,? she said. I was picked up and she walked to the bathroom with me. She sat me on the ground and began running the taps before turning her attention to removing my dress and then the soaked diaper. ?Uh-oh, I need to remember to put some cream on you when you get out of the bath,? she told me. ?How about no diaper for a while?? ?No nakie baby time right now,? she told me with a smile. ?but I?ll remember you?re willing.? ?No I didn?t...? ?I know you didn?t, but I do. Tomorrow we?ll go out and play in the pool in the backyard. We?ll see if you can swim like you said you can then too.? I nodded. She seemed satisfied with the water a few minutes later and picked me up to place me in the tub. After she sat me down she played with me, and the bubbles, for several minutes. During that time I got to see what bath toys Granny had brought over that morning. We played with some tub crayons on the side of the tub before she began scrubbing me down completely and washed my hair. ?And look, I have a clean princess!? she told me with a smile as she picked me up out of the tub as it drained. I smiled at her as she wrapped me in a towel before using the blow dryer on my hair while setting me on the bathroom countertop. The super jet engine was loud and I had to plug my ears as she worked to dry it all and brush it. ?Is that too loud for you?? she asked sympathetically when she was done. ?I?ve never been a fan of really loud sounds,? I told her honestly. ?I?ll see if we can find a quieter one then,? she told me. ?But we do have to dry your hair.? I nodded. ?I know.? She left it just brushed back and offered me a toothbrush with toothpaste on it a moment later. Not wanting to lose my teeth of their own accord I brushed them carefully, rinsed my mouth out with a cup she offered me, and then smiled at her. ?thanks.? ?You?re welcome,? she told me before gathering me back in the towel and carrying me to the nursery. Just as she began to set me down on the changing table I noticed I was leaking from my bladder a little. I knew I had done so in the tub too, but hoped the towel would hide it. ?Uh-oh, seems we have a reason to be in diapers?? she asked me. I sighed. ?How can I lose a skill I?ve had for over a decade in just a couple days?!?? She shrugged. ?I don?t know the specifics on how, but I know it?s normal. Add in the fact that you have had all of your parts rearranged... In the rare occasion a little is set free potty training is more usually difficult for them than a normal toddler.? I groaned but just nodded. ?I can see that...? She used a wipe to clean up my little wet area before placing my behind on an open diaper. ?I need to make sure I put some rash cream on these little spots or you?ll be miserable tomorrow.? Anytime someone was changing me it was like the ultimate invasion of privacy. You just didn?t get touched down there ever once you were potty trained except for during sex... and I hadn?t had that, so it was completely awkward and embarrassing! ?I?m also going to put another coating of this other stuff your Granny found to help with the redness from that stupid device from earlier...? I felt some soothing relief right away as she put the new stuff on and hadn?t even realized my butt was still sore from that! ?I guess my body tuned it out,? I told myself. Eventually her hands rubbed some other baby lotion all over my body from my neck down and then she wiped her hands before taping the diaper up nice and snug. A nightgown was pulled out of a drawer that was really cute with yet another butterfly design on it. The bottom was weird because they had some elastic on it. ?What?s that for?? I asked her as she brought it closer and unstrapped me from the table. ?It keeps it from riding up in the middle of the night ? I wish they did it on adult ones actually,? she told me. As she pulled my arms through the sleeves and I pushed my hands down I realized something was weird there. The sleeves had built in mittens that kept my hands mostly useless. ?What are those for?? I asked. ?I hadn?t even noticed them...? she said clearly amused. ?They?re so newborns don?t scratch out their eyes or something...? I glared at her. ?Can they come off?? She looked for a moment but shook her head. ?Nope, and that?s okay. You know a lot of littles get put in those so they don?t mess with their no- no areas.? I sighed. ?Do I have to wear this?? ?Just tonight?? she practically pleaded. ?One night!? ?Yay!? she said with a smile. ?You know you have absolutely nothing to keep me to that?? ?Boy do I know it...? I grumbled. ?Come on, let?s go talk to Daddy for a bit and watch some TV before I give you your nighttime nursie.? I just stayed comfortably in her arms as she went downstairs. Fred seemed to have just settled down on the couch. ?So what did my two girls do today? Did your mom and Chloe behave?? He asked Amanda. I shook my head. ?Granny did, but Chloe is a witch...? ?Stacy the correct word is Bitch, with a capital B,? she said, but added. ?don?t use that one though, that?s a Mommy and Daddy word!? I stuck my tongue out at her as he asked, ?What happened?? Amanda and I filled him in on everything from the morning until he had gotten home. I watched his face turn red and his temper was obviously flaring when we told him about the torture device that had ended up being used on me. ?I can?t believe anyone lets those things near humans!? ?I can?t believe on one hand everyone can consider us to be babies, but on the other hand feel we should be tortured and humiliated every time we turn around.? He nodded at that. ?I agree completely with you Stacy.? We talked for a while and watched a movie on their equivalent of Netflix. Towards the end of the movie Amanda looked at the clock and grabbed me while opening up her shirt and bra. I sighed but nursed without complaint. I would have been more annoyed if it was nasty tasting... The only thing I wasn?t a fan of was the near instantaneous wetting of my diaper during those sessions. Tonight?s unfortunately was accompanied with some mess too. I was feeling nearly drunk and out of it as she cleaned me up, placed me into a new diaper, and then pulled the nightgown back down. She settled me into the crook of her arm while she sat in the glider and began to tell me one of the bedtime stories Granny had picked out. I hated the fact I only heard half of it given that it was unique to this dimension and I had never heard before! Chapter 10: I WOKE UP on my own in the middle of the night once again and sighed. I wasn?t swaddled at least, but with the mittens attached to the nightgown and a thick diaper that seemed soaked, there wasn?t much I would be able to do anyway. I rolled over and looked at the wall. I smiled when I noticed Amanda had found a clock at some point yesterday and put it up for me! Then I groaned as I realized it wasn?t even 2am and I had at least four to six hours left in this diaper before they would check me. I was debating what to do when the door opened and a sleepy Fred walked in. ?Everything okay Princess?? He asked quietly. I shook my head. ?I?m wet...? ?Let?s take care of that then,? he said as he reached into the crib and gently picked me up. I was laid out on the changing table and he pushed up the banded nightgown to get it out of his way. ?You weren?t kidding,? he said to me. ?Why are you up?? I asked him. ?I needed to go to the bathroom and thought I heard something outside. I went downstairs to make sure the alarm was on.? ?Oh...? I said nervously. ?was there anything out there?? ?Just a raccoon knocking over the trash cans I think. I?ll look in the morning.? He must have seen my nerves as he wiped me. ?Don?t worry Princess, we have a state of the art security system with backups. Your mommy has even made her own tweaks to it - I guarantee no one can make it into this house without having the scare of their lives!? I looked up curiously but shrugged and said, ?Okay Daddy.? He finished up and pulled the nightgown back down. Just as he was unstrapping me Amanda came in and sleepily asked, ?What are you two doing up?? she asked. ?I came to check on her and she was awake with a soaked diapee,? he said. ?You mean Daddy actually changed a diaper?? she asked us both incredulously. ?He did a good job too,? I told her with a smile. ?Hmm... Let me see about that,? she said as she picked me out of his arms and lay me into an infants carry. She pulled the band of the nightgown back up, looked, and said, ?Maybe Daddy can be useful!? she smiled at him. ?Now shall we all go back to sleep?? He asked. ?I?ll be there in a bit,? she told him. ?Thirsty?? she asked me. I squirmed a bit, but had to admit I kind of was thirsty so I nodded. She sat down with me and nursed me to sleep again and I had to admit nighttime rituals like this weren?t totally unpleasant as she brushed her hands through my hair. THE NEXT MORNING I found myself awake rolled over from my back where I lay. The now wet diaper I wore beginning to seem cold. I looked at the clock and saw it was now seven in the morning and could hear sounds from around the house. ?Mommy?? I asked tentatively. I heard a sound from the kitchen downstairs and footsteps came up the staircase. Amanda walked through the door shortly then with a pretty blue floral dress on. ?Well this is an occasion, an eighteen year old up before noon on her own?? I laughed and held my arms up to her. She came to the crib and picked me up gently, checked my soaked diaper, and then continued to carry me on downstairs. ?You?re not going to change me?? I asked. ?It?ll hold a bit more, and we both know that you will need to go more before breakfast is over with.? I nodded a little sadly. ?Oh come on, I know for a fact that diaper doesn?t let any of the liquid stay on your skin, it?s not that bad is it?? I looked at her. ?It?s kind of clammy still when it?s cold...? I told her. ?Well we?ll just have to eat breakfast quickly, huh?? she told me. Downstairs I was set in the high chair and she brought over some pieces of apple to chew on while she busied herself around the microwave. I had just finished two of the impossibly huge slices when she sat down next to the chair with a bowl of some sort of mush. ?What is that?? I asked looking at the white glop. ?Cereal,? she told me with a smile and spooned a mouthful to my mouth. I made a face. ?What kind of cereal?? ?Baby cereal,? she told me with a smile. ?perfect for a little that needs to practice eating what her Mommy gives her!? I glared at her as she brought another spoonful to my mouth. ?Why?? I managed just before it entered. ?Why not?? I sighed. ?It?s pretty bland...? ?I?ll give you the rest of your breakfast after this,? she told me. ?but I also want to see if we can make it through a practice test of yours without having a poopy diaper.? ?This will help?? I asked. ?Can?t hurt...? I sighed and opened my mouth and cooperated as she fed me the bowl of bland food. ?What exactly was that?? I asked her when she went to wash the bowl out. ?Rice cereal mixed with my milk,? she told me. ?Which is probably the most solid food you should be eating according to my sister and most other Amazons.? ?I thought you disagreed with her?? ?I do, but we need to figure out something that will fill you up but not cause you to have too many problems out the other end.? I nodded as she wiped my face quickly and then carried me to the couch. She opened her shirt up and just before I had my face planted in her boob I asked, ?Won?t this make it harder for me not to?? She shoved my head forward and I sighed before nursing the sweet liquid. ?It might, but I?m also thinking if we do this early enough, you?ll get all of the poopy out of your system.? I nursed until she was empty in both breasts before she carried me upstairs and asked, ?Do you need to go poopy?? I shook my head. ?Not yet?? ?Okay,? she said and placed me in the crib. ?Call once you?ve gone...? ?Wait!? I shouted but she kept going. ?What is going on with her?? I asked myself as I found myself on my hands and knees. The diaper was bloated from being so soaked, so walking really wasn?t really a good option right then. I went over to where Elena lay and cuddled her tight to me as I finally felt the abdominal cramping that was a portent of things to come. Sure enough a few moments later I felt the need and forced the mess into the diaper with my rear end sticking out. I pushed for several moments and it seemed like it would never end. It did eventually and I found myself quietly sobbing at the gooey mess on my butt. ?Mommy!? I cried out. ?Good girl, you made a stinky diapee for me, didn?t you!? she told me as she picked me up and carried me to the changing table. It took way too long for her to clean me up I thought before she lay me on a new diaper. ?This is so gross...? I told her with a grimace. ?No it?s not, it?s normal!? she told me with a smile and a tickle to the belly that I was afraid would release more pee. Thankfully for the clean diapers sake it didn?t! ?Baby, I looked at the website that came with that test and registered you for an account with a fake name and e-mail address... and I?m spoofing our IP address... I don?t trust them to not have tracking going on there. I also took a quick look with another fake account to see if I could see anything that would be signs of brainwashing...? ?What?? I said as she rubbed a thicker lotion on me. ?I wouldn?t put it past someone to think that putting some subliminal messages in test prep materials would make it easier to catch you off guard in the test.? ?How can I possibly win against things like that?? I asked her. ?You can?t - that?s why I checked!? I sighed. ?Okay, so what now.? ?Now you?ve just been put into your thickest diaper with some extra rash cream... and we see if you can make it through the six-hour practice test.? I nodded and let her dress me in a simple pair of really stretchy jeans and a yellow baby-doll style top that reached nearly as far as my dresses had. She carried me to the mirror and I looked at myself. The facial changes still kept me from looking like an adult, or even a teenager, but at least with the more mature top and jeans I actually sort of looked like I didn?t have to be in the nursery I was in. The top seemed to mostly disguise the diaper I wore. ?What do you think of your outfit?? she asked me. ?I like it,? I answered honestly. ?Can I wear this again sometime?? She laughed. ?Of course, I want you to wear it the day of the real test too.? ?Oh,? I said. She took my hair and brushed it back almost to the way it was when I arrived, but added a glittery yellow thick headband around the front to tame my hair out of my face. ?No bow?? I teased. ?Tomorrow,? she told me with a smile. ?Okay!? I actually genuinely liked the fact I looked pretty and less like an infant! ?You ready to try this?? I nodded. ?Your computer?? I asked. She shook her head. ?No, we?re going to use Daddy?s computer in his office here... it?s a bit more like what you?ll probably be stuck with.? ?Mouse?? She nodded. ?They?re cheaper and some people like them better for some reason. The gesture pad I have is way more efficient... Even a trackpad or trackball is too!? she sighed. ?Some dinos like your Daddy just can?t adapt though,? she winked at me and held her hand out to me. I reached way up high to grab the end of her fingers and she led me to his office down the hall. She had switched out his chair and sat an uncomfortable looking booster seat on top of a folding chair. I looked up at it trying to figure out how I would get into it... ?Will they help me sit down?? I asked. She shrugged. ?I don?t think they?d be able to help wanting to help you, but they may be instructed that if a little can?t get in their seat to take the test it?s not necessary.? ?So...?? ?So here,? she handed me a piece of plastic that looked like it would fit into a backpack my size ? just barely. It folded out into a set of steps that let me just reach the chair. I pushed the chair all the way forward towards the keyboard before setting it next to it and climbing in awkwardly. It was a little scary, but I managed to do it without dying. ?Okay, what now?? I asked her. ?Well go ahead and login there,? she told me and handed me a paper with my login information. The keyboard was cumbersome and I was slowed down by the traditionally QWERTY setup, but I logged in successfully and was given a dialog box of instructions. ?Go ahead and start?? I asked her. ?Yes,? she told me. I sighed and clicked the buttons to go through the first part of the test. As I had guessed the reading really was very easy, but I was impressed that the software seemed to gauge responses from one section to bring up a more difficult section if you could handle what you had just done. By the end of that section I was bleary eyed and had much more thinking and inferring of the text than I expected. The writing prompt was succinct and involved reflecting over a passage written by a historian on a war that I had never studied, but the passage gave enough details I was able to fake a pretty good response. I definitely found myself slowed by the keyboard not being small enough for my fingers to fly over, but I was still able to do more than a credible speed as I wrote the required essays. When the math began I could tell that same intelligent software was in action as I began with basic math, moved onto algebra, geometry, pre- calculus, calculus, and finally encountered some advanced level differential equations that I had some serious issues mainly because of dealing with the Base 60 math. I finished the section fairly certain I was doing well though. Sciences were a repeat of that kind of test and I had to give answers on basically every science class I?d ever had. Towards the end I was just guessing as I didn?t have the slightest clue on some of the chemistry questions that I thought must be from upper level courses. Physics resulted in the same thing too. I was in the final section of Basic Reasoning when I noticed I had a problem ? I really needed to go number two. I clenched the best I could and kept answering. Just before the five-hour mark I could tell Amanda was standing behind me and I knew I was going to be losing the battle. Sure enough on question number forty I felt my bowels empty themselves and I quietly sobbed while I kept answering. ?Stacy, that means the test is done sweetheart...? ?But Mommy, I?m almost done...? ?You read the rules, we need to get a realistic score here...? I sighed. ?Okay.? I clicked the done button, it asked for confirmation before going into a mode that processed the results. ?Let?s see what you got and then we?ll go change that diapee,? she told me. I realized as I sat there that the diaper had flooded badly and spots were formed around my crotch where it had leaked. I could feel the area around my legs was soaked and I groaned. ?I?d be on my way to the nursery...? ?It?s not all bad news Stacy, look at your scores.? Scores are out of a possible 400 points per section: Reading ? 386 Writing ? 340 Math ? 382 Science ? 350 Basic Reasoning ? 72 I looked below it and felt my heart sink at the bottom text. Recommended school placement: Preschool An info button was next to the recommendation and I clicked it to read, Test not completed, subject lacks reasoning and physical capability of adult ready for university. ?It?s okay baby,? Amanda said, ?Come on,? she said and picked me up to walk down the hallway to the nursery. Once she lay me down on the table I saw the clock showed five-and-a-half hours had passed. ?I just needed another half-hour...? I felt tears roll out of my eyes. ?It?s okay Stacy, we?re going to get something figured out here.? ?It seems impossible though!? ?Well, some people do it ? so we know it is possible.? she paused. ?We just need to take more drastic measures.? I nodded as she wiped my very messy bum and pulled both the top and bottoms off of me as I had leaked through to both. ?Do I have another outfit like that?? I asked her. ?What if I want to put you in a dress?? ?Then I guess I get put in a dress,? I told her honestly. ?Hmm... You seem to understand that?s how this works... But I?ll compromise!? she finished putting a fresh Pamper on me before looking through the closet quickly. She pulled out a fairly cute cap sleeved top and a matching set of leggings that she dressed me in. The top and leggings were a light sky blue almost that I had to admit was pretty. I was back to looking completely like a toddler though for the design. I sighed. ?So this is what my parents will see me in later?? She laughed. ?Of course not!? I perked up and looked at her. ?What am I wearing then?? ?Well a dress of course silly! Your parents can?t meet their new daughter wearing anything else on a video call!? I groaned. ?I shouldn?t have asked.? My stomach grumbled and I asked, ?Lunch?? ?Come on, macaroni and cheese work?? she asked. I nodded. ?Sure.? I was carried down, bibbed, and fed a lunch of what apparently is a standard across dimensions. The spirals were even covered with the same fake cheese stuff as we had back home! After I had eaten all I wanted to she said, ?I?m going to finish feeding you your lunch and then I want you to take a nap for a little while before we go swimming out back.? I smiled at that thought. ?Swimming sounds like fun after this morning!? She carried me back upstairs and I nursed until she was empty. I was laid down in the crib and she said, ?Now be a good girl and nap for awhile.? ?Okay Mommy,? I told her sleepily and found myself looking sleepily at the butterflies turning overhead playing their gentle lullaby. I STIRRED AN hour or so later and noticed I had a major diaper leak. My outfit, crib bedding, and everything seemed soaked. ?Mommy?? A few moments later she came in dressed in a bikini and said, ?Oh no, that diaper didn?t hold up did it?? I shook my head. ?Between this morning, this, what else can go wrong today?? ?It?s okay sweetie, let?s get you changed into your swimsuit and then I?ll take your bedding downstairs.? There was something humiliating about having not only my diaper being wet, but everything else too. It was like the ultimate sign of immaturity I guess to me. ?Definitely not going to be able to use a regular Pamper at nap time if you?re going to wet like that,? Amanda clucked. When she was done stripping me and wiping me down she pulled out a strange looking diaper that I realized must have been a swim diaper. It felt a little different as it pulled on like regular underwear and had a much different cover. ?Does this really work?? I asked her. ?It mainly keeps poopy out of the pool. In theory it?s supposed to catch your pee too if you?re not in the pool, but in the end it doesn?t matter does it? If you wore a regular diaper it would swell up like a beach ball!? She tickled my stomach the and asked, ?Feeling better?? I shrugged. ?I guess, I?m just scared...? ?It?ll be okay Stacy. Your Daddy and I talked while you were napping and we can definitely keep any poopy from happening during your test.? ?Really?? I asked. ?Really,? she said with a smile. ?How?? I asked. She sighed. ?The same way he does when he needs to do surgery in that area...? I groaned. ?That?s going to suck, isn?t it?? ?Not going to be fun for you, that?s for certain. But hopefully you?ll still be able to concentrate for the test.? I nodded. ?Okay.? I looked around. ?Where?s my swimsuit?? ?Oh silly me, you don?t want to go outside topless?? ?Good girls don?t do that,? I told her very seriously. ?Big girls don?t, but you?re not a big girl are you?? she asked as she tickled me briefly. I looked up at her wondering if she was serious before she pulled out a pink one-piece swimsuit that seemed to be the clich? little girl swimsuit to wear. It was edged with little ruffles along the legs and neck area. She had me stand up and helped me into what I knew should have been a tight fitting suit, but seemed a little large and too loose. I was not surprised that the diaper could be clearly seen peeking out from around the crotch area. ?Guess this one is too big, huh?? she said surprised. She reached and flipped the fabric from the back and shook her head. ?It says three months... guess we?ll have to try on some next shopping trip. It?ll do for now though!? She sat me down on the ground and gathered the wet bedding and my wet clothes before saying, ?Come on, let?s go swimming.? I did