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I'm assuming by now if you're reading this story you have read the previous parts. I you haven't just please be advised that this story is heavily oriented towards the ABDL community and involves being babied, diapers, bottles, etc. I give full credit to PrincessPottyPants for the DiaperDimension universe, as well as Langtab and KWOceans for writing the stories that inspired this tale. I hope you enjoy this Diaper Dimension tale! Chapter 13: FRED HAD TAKEN the drivers seat after he hugged Amanda for a moment and I couldn't help but feel terribly sorry for her. "I'm sorry," I said to her when her sobbing calmed a bit. "Not your fault baby, not Neville's fault, and most certainly not Klara's fault!" Amanda said. "Let's just go home and eat the rest of our dinners," Fred told us both as he pulled away. I sat patiently in the car seat during the lengthy drive home. I was growing kind of bored and impatient... not to mention my stomach began grumbling! 'Why couldn't she have been a witch AFTER I had chance to eat...' I groused to myself. Back home Amanda exited and picked me up out of the car seat to cuddle me. I had a feeling she just needed the equivalent of a teddy bear or a doll to hold, since she kept carrying me while throwing first Fred, then hers, and then my dinner leftovers into the microwave. Throughout all of that she didn't say anything and neither did Fred. Once our dinners were done she sat down with me in her lap at the table and handed me one of the now soggy pieces of grilled cheese. "I'm sorry that's not nearly as good now..." Amanda said as she looked at it herself. I shrugged. "I saw how much worse it could be," and wrinkled my nose at the paste that Neville and then Klara had been forced to swallow. She hugged me and said, "Sorry about that..." I turned towards her and gave her a hug. "You didn't do anything. In fact you're amazing! You stuck up for me!!! And you stood up for Klara and Neville, two people that are totally unable to alter their own situations! From what I can tell, you two and Megan, may be the only three sane people in this world!" I paused for a second and realized some tears had fallen out of my own eyes. "Thank you for being the ones to take me in!" She gave me a squeeze of her own and handed me a piece of sandwich. "If that's not edible anymore be honest with me, I'll cook something else if I need to." The three of us ate in silence for a few minutes before the phone rang. Fred grabbed the cordless and looked at what I assumed was Caller ID on it. "It's your mother," he said. She sighed. "Of course it is. Cassie always goes crying to her... you would think she was the baby and not Megan!" For my part I just sat carefully in her lap as she sat her own sandwich remnants down and answered. "Hello?" "Hi pumpkin," I heard Granny's voice quietly over the phone. "Hi Mom," she replied. "So... what's your side?" I heard from the too loud phone. I forced myself to take a bite of sandwich while Amanda shifted uncomfortably in the seat. "Well..." I listened to Amanda recount the horrible affair that was dinner for nearly ten minutes while her mom said, 'uh-huh,' 'really?', and other one word replies leaving complete doubt in how she was responding. "So Mom, that's what happened..." "Didn't you overreact just a bit?" I heard. "What?!?" Amanda cried. "Did Klara throw a tantrum and her food to the ground?" "Well... yes..." "And weren't you just telling me a few days ago 'your little, your house?'" "Yes..." Amanda said meekly. "Then how can you blame her for disciplining her daughter?" "It wasn't discipline Mom... it was abuse the way she did it. Okay Klara was wrong, and yes she just had an accident. But given the fact we were all going out to eat, she met a new cousin, seeing her aunt, and everything else... is her having an accident surprising? If Cassie is really trying to potty train her she should have taken her to the bathroom as soon as she ordered. She's only two!" I heard her mother sigh. "I guess I wasn't there so maybe it was that bad. I don't know what to do with you two... or you and Chloe for that matter... The three of you haven't fought like this since you were all living at home." "I don't know Mom," Amanda said and I looked up to see the tears on her face. "Well, do you still want to come for Sunday dinner tomorrow?" She looked down at me, having finished the sandwich piece she had given me and said, "We'll come for dinner just so Dad can meet Stacy... but I'm not going to make Stacy eat baby food..." Her mother laughed. "Don't worry, we're having a barbecue and she can have a hotdog like little Klara." "One tomorrow?" Amanda asked with a sigh. "Yes, that gives us time to get home from church and your dad to fire up the grill. You could join us at church if you wanted to...?" "No thanks Mom, we'll just meet you at your house." "Sounds good then, I love you, see you tomorrow..." "Love you too Mom," she said and pressed the end button. "Well that's a mess..." she said. I responded by giving her a hug as best I could from her lap. "Thanks Stacy..." she said and returned the hug. She started to hand me another piece of sandwich but touched it and realized it and her own food were cold. "Why don't we see if there's something else we can have for the rest of our dinner...?" She held me on her hip as she dug through the refrigerator. She seemed to not see anything in there, but I could see some shredded cheese inside, and some flour tortillas on the counter. I tugged at her shirt. "Quesadillas?" I suggested. "What?" she asked me. I looked up at her. "Umm... you know, a quesadilla?" "What's that?" I was genuinely shocked that item didn't exist in this world. "Take the tortilla, put some cheese in it... well if you're doing it right you can put meat too... but you can either cook it in a skillet with some butter, or microwave it." I looked at her wondering if she was joking. "You really don't have that here?" She shook her head. "I have those for fajitas?" she said it with the 'j' not being an 'h' sound like it should be, but rather a harsh 'j' sound. "Just when you think this world can't get any stranger..." I muttered to myself. She laughed and squeezed me. "Just kidding Princess, we have those here too. Is that what you want?" I glared at her but nodded. "Please?" "Sure, why don't we have Daddy hold you though?" she said as she passed me over to Fred. It was good to hear her laugh even if she was picking on me. Fred settled me on his lap with a hug and I watched as he continued to devour his chicken fried steak. He cut off a piece a moment later and instead of bringing it to his mouth brought it to mine. I accepted it into my mouth and then thought about the fact I still had the bib on from when we had sat down at the restaurant, I turned red but chewed the steak and enjoyed the taste. "Good?" He asked me with a smile as he looked down at me. "Yes, thank you," I told him. I snagged a few more bites of the steak before Amanda finished the quesadilla and I was handed back to her. She had made one for herself too. I only managed about half of the massive one she made for me. "Hmm... I guess I have to remember we can just share meals sometimes, huh?" I groaned a little bit but nodded. "Yeah, we probably can if you don't mind giving up some of your meal." She squeezed me. "Of course I don't mind!" With a sigh she asked. "How about a bath and then a movie?" I paused for a moment as the need to pee came and I gave into it before answering. "Sure..." She smiled at me and I had a feeling she knew what I'd been doing. "Okay then, why don't you go to the living room for a few minutes while Mommy cleans up." She sat me down and I did as she asked. Fred disappeared upstairs and I found myself exploring their living room some more on my own. Next to the TV there was a noticeable absence of movies sitting on a bookshelf. 'Probably all on a server or on-demand' I told myself thinking about the fact that we had been moving that way in our own world. I nosed around a little bit and found little baby toys that had been placed here and there for me to supposedly play with. 'I'm sure glad I ended up with these guys...' I shuddered and realized just how lucky I had gotten. I was just walking to the other side of the living room from the TV when I felt a familiar need and sighed. 'This part though sucks still...' A part of me fought the idea of pooping in my pants tooth and nail still. The idea of maybe them changing their mind and letting me use a potty came to mind, but I remembered then that she had said even a potty like Klara used would be too big for me. With a grimace I squatted and let the disgusting mush come out my behind just as Fred came down the stairs. We made eye contact as I finished and I felt my cheeks flush. "Come here Princess," he told me as he walked to me and opened his arms up. I held my arms up and he said, "Pee-ew, you stinky!" I felt tears come to my face as I tried not to think about the mess and appreciated the fact he seemed to be avoiding smushing it. In my nursery Amanda saw my expression and said, "What's wrong?" "She just made a big present for her Mommy," he told me as he handed me over to her. "Wimp..." she said before kissing my forehead. "Well I'm glad you got that out of your system before we gave you your bath, huh?" I felt more tears stream across my cheeks and she said, "It's okay Stacy," as she sat me down on the changing table gently. I felt the log smash against my butt and whimpered as she took that moment to put a pacifier in my mouth. "It's gross..." I told her. "We'll get you cleaned up sweetie," she told me. My dress was pulled from my body before she laid me on my back and pulled my shoes and socks, then my diaper cover off leaving me in the messy diaper only. As the tapes were pulled away I grimaced at an increase in the smell. "It's not even that much sweetie," she told me with a smile. I groaned. "It's sticky..." She didn't answer but just quickly wiped and cleaned me up before saying. "Let's go pop you in the bath and finish up." She gingerly carried me and sat me in the bathtub before undoing the braids in my hair while I sat still in the water. Amanda handed me a squirt toy as she was doing so that I just held in my hands. I realized I still had the pacifier in my mouth and was sucking on it unconsciously. That was when the camera flash went off and I realized that Fred had his camera out again. I looked down and saw the bubbles at least obscured my lower body, but my chest was exposed. 'You have as much to worry about being seen with your naked chest as any infant...' I reminded myself. 'And they've both seen you naked...' I glared at him nonetheless and squirted at him with the toy. Amanda laughed but told me. "No squirting water out of the tub Stacy!" I nodded. "Yes Mommy" I tried to say but thanks to the pacifier it came out closer to 'Yeth.' Bath time was relaxing as she pulled the braids loose and then washed me carefully and gently. It seemed cathartic to her to wash me and I wondered if she would join me that night. She didn't, instead pulling the drain plug and saying. "Come on Princess, let's get you dressed in your jammies and go watch a movie with Daddy." She wrapped me in a towel and hugged me tightly in her arms like a newborn. She carried me to the nursery before sitting me back upright in her arms in front of my open closet. "How about this one?" she asked me while holding a pink sleep sack. I shook my head. "Hmm... Picky tonight?" "If you'll let me be..." I told her with a smile. She kissed my forehead. "Sure..." I looked around the section she had hung my pajamas in, as well as the rest of the closet. This was the first time I really had a chance to look around! It was clear she was the kind of OCD person who had to organize a closet! The section she held me to was all pajamas it seemed; organized by sleep sacks, one-piece sleepers, two-piece sets, and nightgowns. Looking to my right I saw t-shirts, onesies, skirts, and dresses all hung neatly and even organized by color. Color was my cue and I noticed a really pretty purple nightgown with pink hearts on it. It had little capped sleeves and I knew I would probably look cute in it. I pointed at it. "Dat one" it sounded like through the pacifier shield. She smiled and hugged me tighter to her as she grabbed it and then lay me down on the changing table. One of the overnight diapers was put on me before she pulled the nightgown over my head and quickly braided my hair in a loose sleep braid. "You look adorable!" she told me when she was done. "Of course I do!" I told her having pulled the pacifier out of my mouth. She pushed it back in and carried me downstairs where Fred had cooked a bowl of popcorn that sat next to him on the couch. I noticed a sippy cup sat on the coffee table in front of him as well as two glasses of wine that were obviously for the 'adults.' Amanda set me next to the bowl and handed me the sippy cup after she grabbed the pacifier from my mouth by hooking her finger through the ring on the guard. I looked at the cup and took a long drink of the apple juice in it before saying. "Thanks." "You're welcome baby," she told me. "What do you want to watch?" I shrugged. "I don't know?" She turned the TV on and in the end we ended up putting on a science fiction film that was a cross between Star Wars and Battlestar Galactica. I grabbed a small handful of the giant popcorn and leaned against her with my body. She was soft and warm to lean against, which was nice since the nightgown was actually kind of chilly. After a while she said, "I'll be back in a moment" and carefully got out from underneath me. The popcorn bowl that was empty went with her and I looked over at Fred who seemed engrossed in the movie. As a chill came over me I made a decision and crawled across to him and climbed onto his lap. "Well hello there," he said to me as he hugged me and settled me in. I leaned against his arm and had to admit I was comfy there. My dad had always loved me... but I hadn't been able to feel close to him like this since I was little. His sarcasm and humor weren't meant to be mean, but it was tough to get past it. 'Maybe as a daughter it will be better...' I thought to myself. 'Daughter...' I added thoughtfully. Truth be told since I wasn't sitting down on the potty anymore the different parts I had now didn't seem real to me. I'd been dressed in dresses from the moment I'd stepped foot there nearly a week ago, so nothing had changed there... As the movie played on Amanda rejoined us and cuddled into her husbands side. I would take occasional drinks of the sippy cup while the scenes passed. It really was a pretty good movie, but even in a sci-fi film like this there was a bias against littles. Absolutely none existed on the movie, and it was like it was easier to just deny their existence. As the movie reached its final climax I felt a need to pee and gave into it as there was no reason not to. Fred seemed oblivious to that fact. Amanda picked me up as the movie wrapped up. "After earlier I don't want you to do this if you don't want to..." she said to me as she held me to her. "Thank you, but I think it'll make us both feel better," I told her knowing she was speaking about nursing me. Her shirt and bra were pulled out of the way and she presented me with the leaking orb that I nursed contentedly from. 'So glad I got these two...' THE NEXT MORNING I woke looking out the bars of my crib. I held onto the bars to keep myself standing upright - otherwise the soaked pillow between my legs was going to let me crawl at best. The clock read 7:30am and the sun was peaking through the sides of the window curtains. I quietly waited for ten minutes and had yet to hear any noises making me think my two Amazon guardians were awake yet. I sighed and looked around the crib to where Elena had been thoughtfully tucked in with me the previous night. I sat back down and held her thinking about my awkward situation. The skirt of my nightgown had ridden up to uncover the soaked night diaper. I poked at the puffed up garment for a moment. 'What the hell was I thinking?' I asked myself as I looked around the nursery and the crib I was currently confined to. Back home I could have been going out and doing things, enjoyed freedom, been a boy still...' 'Well actually that doesn't bother me as much,' I admitted to myself. I sighed and wondered what the day was going to bring with more crazy Amazon drama between Amanda and her psycho sisters. I couldn't help but feel bad for the casualties in their insanity. Neville certainly was the most obvious case of abuse there, but what I had seen with Klara yesterday seemed to somehow go beyond discipline. Something in the tone...? It just didn't feel right! I shook my head and smiled as I saw Amanda sleepily walk in with her nightgown still on. "Awake already?" she asked. I nodded. "It's weird... I never wake up before eleven at home on my own." As I said the words I realized I had been sucking on my pacifier all night and hadn't noticed it still lodged in my mouth. I blushed and pulled it out. "Guess we didn't need the nanites there..." She laughed. "Let's get that booty of yours out of that wet diaper." She carried me over to the changing table and removed the wet diaper and soon had me dressed in a new regular pamper. "Let's figure out what you're going to wear today," she told me as she unstrapped me and carried me to the closet. "Pick something you want to wear," she prompted me. I looked up at her and asked. "I get to pick again?" She squeezed me. "I told you before you came I wouldn't be able to help myself on some things... but after yesterday... and with school starting soon, I'm wanting to see if we can't give you a bit more freedom..." "Thanks," I told her and leaned my head in to squeeze her. She was standing by the dress section of the closet so they were the first items that were in my view. I reached my arm out and she moved close enough for me to start sliding the dresses back and forth on the rack. "How in the world do I have so many dresses already?" I asked her incredulously. She laughed. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you have triple that by the time next summer comes." I shook my head knowing she probably wasn't joking. I looked through each of the ones and decided to ask. "In my world they have a saying you should 'dress for success,' after yesterday and our time with Chloe... umm..." "How are we going to handle them?" I nodded. "I don't know. I think there's a couple ways we could do it. You could wear a very infantile dress with a built-in bodysuit, and I could keep you cuddled up to Daddy or me all day. I imagine that would probably be how Chloe or Cassie would expect us to handle you." "Or?" "Or... I think there's a couple of options that you could wear that would keep your diaper hidden except when I want to check it or it needs changed... We could pretend you're more like Kristina?" I nodded. "Is there another option?" "Well, you have several cute sundresses that we could put you in and as long as you don't flip them up they wouldn't show your diaper, but they wouldn't be pretending to be a big girl either." I sighed and thought for a moment, 'I'm not going to pretend they're not diapering me... I might think about that for school, but it's pointless today. The infantile dress doesn't seem like it would irk Chloe and Cassie enough though...' I looked at the options chose something that matched her third option. "That one," I pointed towards a dress that had an alternating almost quilt like appearance. The top part of the bodice was yellow with a crochet overlay, the next section began under a yellow ribbon and bow with mostly blue flowers and an occasional yellow one. Below that section was a mostly yellow fabric with green leaves on flowers and light blue flower petals. The final section was a white background with almost water colored flowers in various shades of blue. "I like that one too," Amanda told me as she took it and the hanger down before grabbing another dress with a bodysuit attachment. "Why'd you grab that one?" "Well we want to keep the other dress pretty for when we leave, don't we?" she smiled at me. I nodded. "I guess." She dressed me in the bodysuit dress, which was cute, but a quick view in the mirror meant it looked like I was the three-month-old baby everyone seemed to be expecting. I sighed as she patted my back and said, "Let's get your latte bottle..." Her nightgown was thin and I could see she was beginning to leak through it. I thought for a second and asked instead. "Can I reserve an extra day instead...?" She looked at me oddly. "Why?" "You need to get rid of some?" I asked shyly. She looked down and laughed. "Alright, I guess we can hold that one off. But don't cry later about caffeine withdrawals!" I smiled at her and expected her to sit down in the glider, but instead she just moved the gown out of the way and put my mouth to her breast right there where she stood. It was a little odd at first, but she was supporting me solidly and I knew I was in no danger of falling. She rocked back and forth and I found myself growing more relaxed as my stomach filled. I was burped between breasts and discovered we had moved outside to the backyard on a porch swing as I began on her second breast. By the time I finished I was feeling pretty full and Amanda looked like she was in a good mood as well. The air outside felt like the perfect temperature and I enjoyed the breeze against my exposed skin. "Okay baby girl, why don't you study in your playpen while Mommy gets her shower," she told me with a smile while feeling the state of my diaper. "That diapee should be good until I get done." I blushed but nodded. She carried me back inside and left me in the playpen with all of the books on the test and I began cramming information in my head again. When I began hearing noise in the kitchen a little while later I started a bit and realized that Fred was making breakfast. He stopped when he saw my gaze and came over to pick me up. "How about you keep Daddy company in the kitchen?" he suggested kindly. He gave me a hug that I returned and brought me to my highchair, buckled me into the harness, and then left to grab my books. He kept working on pancakes, sausage, and eggs while I made it through another section of a practice test. I suddenly felt my stomach cramp up a bit and let the fart loose... only it wasn't a fart. Wet mushy poop went into my diaper and I froze, shocked by it. Fred had just scraped the eggs into a bowl and looked at me before sniffing. "Uh-oh, did some make a poopy?" I felt tears going down my face and he said, "It's okay, come on, Daddy will get you cleaned up." He pulled me back out of the highchair and carried me upstairs. About the time we reached there I felt another cramp and pushed more mess out. "Shhh.... He said, it's okay." He rocked me for a moment in his arms and then lay me down on the changing table. "You done?" He asked. "I think so," I whimpered. "Well if not I guess we can always change that diaper too, huh?" He said in a good-natured voice. As he opened it up he asked. "You fed from Mommy this morning, right?" I nodded. "Yes." "How many times yesterday?" I shook my head. "I don't know a few?" I had a sudden fear. "Is there something wrong with me?" He shook his head. "No sweetheart, but your poopy is more like an all breastfed baby right now. I wasn't expecting that. Nothing wrong with it, but I'll make sure Mommy gets some good solid foods in you today too." I shuddered a bit as he cleaned up a diaper that seemed to be among my messiest yet. He was quick about it though and pulled the snaps of the bodysuit closed quickly before giving me a hug. "There you go baby girl. Let's go wash our hands and then we'll have breakfast." He carried me back down to the kitchen and washed his hands and mine in the large kitchen sink. It was the first time I'd been so close to it and I knew without a doubt if they were any other pair of people I would probably be getting my baths in the sink for 'my safety.' "You'd fit in that sink just fine, huh?" He smiled at me, obviously reading my mind. I sighed. "Hard to even think of people taking me seriously as a college student sometimes." He hugged me and carried me back to the highchair. "Not everyone is going to take you seriously Stacy, but just remember there are in fact two people in this world who will always have your back." He kissed my head before saying. "Still have some room after Mommy's milk?" I nodded and he returned with a cute decorated child's plate and a soft plastic baby spork that he gave to me. The plate had a mutilated part of a pancake, some eggs, and a piece of sausage. I looked at it all and laughed. "You all would starve in my world..." "Huh?" He asked as he took a bite of a sausage. "This is a full meal for me... and it's not even full portions..." I shook my head. "Well hopefully your food bill isn't going up too much on account of my stomach." He laughed as Amanda came down in a cute dress that matched one of the panels of the dress we had picked out for me later. She looked and saw the plate in front of me and said, "There is no way she'll ever finish all of that Fred," she told him. I giggled, and she said, "Oh and what are you going to do, finish it to prove he's right?" "I doubt it," I told her with a smile. "but he's still right." She gave me a kiss on my forehead and said, "Honey you forgot something for her." "What?" "A bib?" she said while holding one up in her hands. "I think she's doing just fine without it," he pointed out. She sighed. "Oh well, we're changing her outfit later anyway," she lay it back down on a stack of them and gathered her own plate of food. "Thanks for making breakfast," she kissed him on her way to the seat next to me. For my part I had been eating on my own and kind of hoped to continue that. I hoped if I could do it without making a mess of my clothes maybe she'd let me do it more often. I ate carefully and daintily through the breakfast and managed to avoid making a mess with the spork. It was an awkward utensil that even as something sized for a baby still felt more like a long teaspoon to me. I finished all that I could eat and suddenly burped. "Excuse me," I said aloud and realized they both had been watching me. "Well, don't we have a dainty princess," Amanda said as she came over to me and used a baby wipe on my face and then my clean hands. "I don't think you got a single drop on your outfit!" "I don't have to have a bib..." I told her with a smile. "Sometimes no," she agreed. "but you will later in that pretty dress." I sighed as she picked me up and nodded. She carried me to her lap where she was still playing with her own plate a little bit. I could tell her mood was about as in the pits as mine so I gave her a hug and leaned into her. She responded by putting her arms around me and kissing the top of my head. "How in the world did we end up with the perfect little girl?" she asked Fred. "We responded to an online ad for a deranged lunatic," he said with a smirk. "Hey I resemble that remark!" I told him. Just then Amanda decided to launch a tickle attack on my side and didn't let up for several long moments until I was out of breath and more than a little bit wet. When I managed to get my breathing under control. "Mommy you might want to change my diaper..." "And why is that missy?" "It's going to leak probably otherwise?" She laughed. "Fred you want the baby or the dishes?" "I'll take the dishes, she looks happy to be in your arms," he said with a smile towards both of us. Amanda carried me upstairs and I did feel comfortable in her arms. I was changed into a new diaper and she asked. "It's still a few hours until we go, what do you want to do?" "Study?" I suggested. "I was thinking maybe something else?" "What?" "Well, I thought we could go for a walk?" I laughed. "Somehow I have a feeling that doesn't involve me walking much." She smiled at me. "Well... we'll probably take your stroller." I thought for a moment about how little I could see out of the stroller... "Could you take me in the sling instead?" "Really?" she asked me. "Why?" "I can see better," I told her. "Okay baby, we can do that." she looked at me and said, "Wait in your crib for me," and deposited me without a warning. 'Why am I in a cage...?' I asked silently. She returned a few minutes later with the sling carrier and began getting it set on her shoulders. Before she came to pick me up though she walked over to a drawer of my dresser and looked for a moment before saying. "Aha!" For my part there was nothing I could do but look like the helpless baby I felt like. She came back over to the crib and picked me up to set me into the carrier. She seated me in it facing just to the side to where I could turn my head and see where she was going, but I could also see to her side. I felt very safe in the sling and said, "Thanks, this is way better than the stroller." "You're welcome, as long as you keep being as skinny as you are, I don't have a problem using this," she said with a smile and a kiss to my head. "Now let's get this hat on your head!" I saw the cloth pink hat with a wide brim and the only real words that could describe it were cute and adorable... She fiddled with my hair for a moment into a scrunchy before putting all of my hair up inside of it. A moment later she kissed my nose and said, "Take a look at you!" She walked in front of a mirror and I watched a baby with her mouth open in shock. With my hair hidden in the hat, sitting in a sling, with my new face, there wouldn't be anyone treating me like a little. Anybody who saw us would think I was the three-month-old baby that Amanda never told them she was having! "You look adorable!" she told me. I nodded. "You could pass me off as your actual baby..." "I think we might just do that sometimes," she told me with a little hug. "For now let's go for a walk!" Fred joined us downstairs and we went for a nice walk to the university and then back with the two of them holding hands most of the time. Seemingly every time we ran into someone they would make cute faces at me or come tell Amanda how cute her baby was. It seemed to me that as long as they thought I was an actual baby they were just friendly to me. The second there was a suspicion I was a little thought they felt the need to rub in my inferiority. As we walked and they talked I thought a lot to myself about the dynamic of this world. I knew from my studies in school about the history of minorities fighting to have the same rights as whites in America, or even women having opportunities, that there were a lot of parallels. A power imbalance had been created that meant those with power, the Amazons, had something over everyone else... and of course they wanted to keep it that way. By not only taking care of their maternal urges, but also keeping competition down in their work forces they were benefiting themselves in a lot of tangible ways. By that same token though I couldn't grasp why they would let littles even try and attend middle school, high school, or college if they just wanted drooling babies. There had to be some sort of ultimately sick twisted mindset that had caused this dimensions issues. 'Almost like someone dreamed it up...' I thought to myself. "Sweetie, you okay?" Amanda asked me. "Huh?" "You haven't heard a word I've said, have you?" "Umm... honestly no?" "Let's try this again then, I'd like you to take a quick nap before we go over to my parents... Actually I want to too," she told me with a smile as I realized suddenly we were back in the living room. "Oh... I don't know if I'll sleep but I'll lay down," I told her. "Would it help to nurse first?" she asked me. I thought to myself about it for a moment but shrugged. "Sure..." Whatever was in her milk might as well have been sleeping pills most of the time, because I was out before I knew it. THE NICE THING about naps is they do wonders to help pass the time when you're nervous! I think that was part of why Amanda decided to take one. I woke up to find myself wedged on their bed between her and a body pillow. She gathered me up, changed my wet diaper, and dressed me in the dress we had picked out earlier. I was slightly surprised that she then added a pair of strappy sandals to my feet. They were white with little leather flowers attached to the front of my foot. Delicate, but to my surprise they seemed to have some tread on the bottoms. I found myself back concentrating on bigger issues though. "I can't believe I've wet in my sleep pretty much every time I've slept now since the first day..." Amanda laughed. "It's a good thing Stacy, it keeps things from being complicated." "What do you mean?" I asked her as she worked on my hair. She seemed to be avoiding putting it into pigtails for some reason this time. "Well... I think we can pretty much assume my breast milk is doing most of it since your digestive track is full of liquid, and it has to go somewhere. Since you shrank when you came to this dimension that probably doesn't help a whole lot either... but with you going automatically it keeps you from having to think about it, right?" I shrugged. "Why does that help?" "The less conspicuous you are about wetting or messing your diaper the easier time you're going to have avoiding trouble Stacy." "Riiiight..." I told her. "Trust me... when Chloe and Cassie both took their littles in the first thing they would complain about was having to get their littles to use their diapers without spankings or other 'help.'" I gulped. "Yeah... I know you agreed to them before you came, but I was worried you would hold stuff in and end up impacted or something. I'm glad we haven't had to help you with either part of using them." I sighed. "I guess I'm glad too..." She hugged me as she finished doing whatever she was doing to my hair. "Want to see your hair?" I nodded as she sat me down and let me walk over to the mirror on my own. She had again used two tiny braids from the front to make almost a ponytail holding section into the back. A yellow bow was tied to the back section of a half ponytail that rose from it. The dress fell to my knees for length - making it one of the longest dresses I owned! "I almost look big enough to be in elementary school again!" I told her semi-sarcastically but with a smile none-the-less. I turned and hugged her gigantic leg behind me and said, "Thank you for not just deciding to dress me in what I'm sure Chloe or Cassie would have!" She picked me up. "If I did Megan would probably beat me up - you know that, right?" I laughed, but also got serious. "If she feels that way how does she put up with your sisters?" "You ever hear 'don't talk politics and religion?'" she asked. I nodded. "Same idea with my family and littles." "Oh," I said. "Plus she's truly the baby in our family with her height. She's really just a smidge over betweener height... And the rest of us are taller than average! So she's never gotten big enough to give it back to them physically." she sighed and I could tell she actually felt bad for her sister. "Why don't you come keep Mommy company while I redo my hair and makeup," she told me with a smile and carried me down the hallway to their room. She sat me down on her makeup table and I was actually kind of fascinated to watch her redo her hair and then her makeup. When she seemed done she dug around for a second before telling me. "Pucker your lips like this Princess." I did as she asked and was rewarded with some strawberry flavored lip-gloss coating my lips. "There, now you're perfect," she told me with a smile. "You about ready to go honey?" Fred asked as he peaked back in from wherever he had been for the past couple hours. "As ready as I think any of us are..." He gave the two of us a hug and led downstairs to what I had decided was now to be considered the family SUV. Strapped into the car seat I sighed and waited to see if Amanda's family was going to have a massive world war erupt when we got there. I was at least reassured that 'Sunday Dinner' meant lunch to them like it did with my grandparent's generation. If nothing else I hoped we'd at least be done with whatever catastrophe in time to go home for 'supper.' I remembered from dropping off 'Granny' before that the house wasn't far, so it seemed like no time before we pulled into their driveway. Amanda had driven so Fred was closer to my seat and freed me from the seat before settling me down at his side on the ground. "You want to walk in, or do you want me to carry you?" He asked as he knelt down next to me. 'An excellent question,' I thought to myself. With everything I had seen from Chloe and Cassie they would expect a good little to be carried in. Given their choices to rob their littles of their ability to walk I decided. "Walk and hold your hand Daddy." He smiled at me. Somehow I suspected he thought like I did! I looked around and saw five cars in the driveway and on the street so I guessed everyone was already there. I took a deep breath and extended my hand way up and he reached down a little awkwardly and we began walking. Amanda took up a spot right behind me while we walked up the steps of the large porch that had a swing sitting on it. I noted that there were a lot of pretty flowers neatly planted in front of the porch and a couple of nice maple trees around the front yard. Just before we reached the front door it opened up and Granny stood there. "And there's my new grandbaby!" she practically squealed and bent down to hug me. I forced myself to relax my body posture and told my self that the touch was okay... as she was still mostly a stranger! It was terrifying to have a giant hug you though! "Hi Granny," I said with as much of a smile as I could manage. It must have been an okay job because she smiled back at me. "Hi Mandy, Fred," she said standing up and giving them a hug while leaving me still holding onto Fred's hand. Just then I saw one of the first men to actually make Fred not look like the tallest giant in the world came up. He hung back a little bit next to Granny and I suspected he was Amanda's dad. Suddenly I felt myself lifted in the air and found myself in Amanda's arms while simultaneously feeling some urine involuntarily leaving my bladder. "Daddy, meet your new grandbaby Stacy," she told me as she carried me closer. The giant man looked intently at me and I gave him a similar lookover. With short, cropped hair, and exposed biceps that seemed large even for an Amazon he was incredibly intimidating. He reminded me actually a lot of my real grandfather whom I had said goodbye to the previous weekend... Something about him just said 'military' to me. "Well look at you," he said to me. "I'm not into babies like the women folk but I have to admit you look like you're about the most beautiful little baby I've seen!" His voice though low was sweet. "Nice to meet you," I told him politely. "Glad to see my Mandy has more sense than to just silence you..." he muttered quietly to me. I smiled at him. "Me too!" "You want to hold her Daddy?" Amanda asked. "The real question probably should be does she want to be held by me," he said with a smile towards me. I thought for a second about the best move and said, "Sure." He smiled at both of us. "Well give her over here then." I was passed over to the hulk of a man who took me gently into his arms and held me in an upright position. "So how old are you really?" He asked quietly. "Eighteen," I told him. "And my daughter kidnapped you?" I shook my head. "I'm living with them to go to college here..." He raised his eyebrows and looked at Amanda. "You're not planning on making her just another living dolly?" Amanda sighed. "No Daddy, just her temporary parents really," she smiled at me. "Though giving her up eventually will be very difficult!" "So if you're going to school? What are you studying?" "Computer Science," I told him. "Oh, so that makes sense. You just wanted a nerd baby who could understand your babbling about computers," he said with a smirk towards his daughter. Fred laughed. "You have no idea Joe!" "Well, everyone else is back in the backyard. I just started up the grill so we should have food ready in about a half-hour or so," he told all of us. He gave me a gentle squeeze and then handed me back to Amanda. "You lucked out there Mandy," he told her. "I've got to go man the grill, we'll talk more later." Mandy gave me a squeeze of her own to reassure me before putting her hand under my dress and feeling my diaper. "Little wet, but I think you can probably wait for a bit?" I sighed and nodded. "He scared me..." I told her. She laughed. "Come on, let's go see if your cousins want to play?" I didn't know what to expect outside, but she carried me through the large open living room and out a sliding glass door to the backyard without any other options. Once through the door I could see a large deck outside with a smoking grill that her dad walked to. At a table nearby two other large men stood, I knew one was Cassie's husband and assumed the other was Chloe's. "Let's come meet your uncles!" Amanda said excitedly in her annoying mommy voice. She carried me nearer to a red-haired giant and said, "You met your Uncle Kevin last night," she reminded me. "Say Hi!" I looked nearer at him and he seemed put out that attention would be even given to me towards him. I waved at him and said, "Hi," quietly. I really was terrified at meeting anyone married to Cassie or Chloe! Though he was sitting I felt like he was shorter than Amanda, which gave me a bit of comfort there. "And this is your Uncle Derrick!" she said pointing towards the other man who looked to be just a bit taller than Amanda. He had blonde hair that was styled in a short, gelled almost punk look. Though too old for it he reminded me of someone who would be a skater or surfer. "He's Aunt Chloe's husband." "Hi," I said meekly. They went back to talking about something else pretty immediately as neither seemed to suffer from the women's baby fever. "Let's go meet your cousins now!" Amanda said with a smile and a small tickle to my belly just above my diaper. As she climbed down the steps of the large deck I noticed the large sandpit in the backyard. I recognized Klara, Kristina, and Neville as Cassie's kids from last night. The other three had to be Chloe's littles and my stomach knotted up as I saw them. The three women were sitting in just their diapers, with nothing else on. I felt myself squirm awkwardly inside my head as no bras or shirts covered their small, but still developed breasts. One girl seemed to just be idly moving sand on her stomach. Something about her said 'defeated' and I guessed that was the poor girl that Chloe had really abused. She was the biggest, easily over two feet taller than me, with blonde hair that was tied into short pigtails. The diaper she wore looked to be full of sand... and I could smell the load in it from several feet away, as well as see the brown stain on the back. I guessed that she looked to be the oldest too. Amanda introduced me to all of them and pointed to her first. "This is Kacey there with the poopy diaper." I grimaced for the girl, but was amazed the Kacey didn't even react more than to say. "Poopy" in a sad lifeless voice. "Over there is Katie," she pointed to a black haired woman who looked to be a bit more than a foot taller me sitting up in the sand with a small bucket in front of her. She waved back and smiled. "Hi." "Hi Katie," I told her. "And this last poopy pants here is Kendra," she said towards the remaining unknown woman with brown hair sitting dejectedly with her hands drawing random patterns in the sand. She was pretty much in between the heights of Katie and Kacey and looked to be the actual youngest of the women. The poor girl looked to be in tears at Amanda bringing notice to the state of her diaper, but she still said "Hi," to me. "Hi Kendra," I said, "Umm... I'm Stacey," I told them. "Why don't you sit here and play with your cousins while I go see if Chloe has any diapers for her girls..." I nodded and timidly stood on my own two feet in the sand. I looked at the others and tried to decide what to do. Katie gave me a grim smile and I could see her mouth was devoid of teeth like Amanda had warned me. Just before I walked closer to them though Klara came up to me. I realized then just how tall an Amazon baby could be compared to me... She seemed to be two or three heads taller than me! Even at two years old I thought she looked to be taller than Katie too! "Baby!" she said to me as she approached and I began to worry what she would do. "Come play!" Klara reached for my hand and I let the toddler lead me to the other side of the sandpit where she and Kristina seemed to be playing with a couple shovels and a bucket while Neville looked on. From the deck I heard. "Oh Mandy you are so na?ve sometimes! If you change a little's diaper just because they went poopy you're just wasting a good diaper! They'll be good in those diapers until we go home. I didn't even bring any spares since I knew they could sit in a dirty diaper for a couple hours. Sure they might get a little rash, but that's..." I lost some of that as I heard Kendra begin sobbing. I looked over there and Neville surprised me when he whispered. "she was the last little Chloe adopted... Just before they all made their run for it." He sighed. "she's only been dealing with this for a bit longer than I have and sobs most of the time." Without his teeth he was tough to understand, it obviously hurt his skill at annunciation. "You can talk still?" I asked in surprise that he could do that much. He laughed. "When you can understand it without the other teeth," he looked sad then but smiled and I could see he had three teeth left. Cassie had left him two incisors and one other tooth to the left on the bottom row of teeth. "She didn't want me biting her nipple," he answered my question. "Mommy says you not supposed to talk in big words!" Kristina told him bossily. He sighed and stuck his thumb in his mouth. "Baby pway!" Klara said to me and directed me to join her. I thought about my dress getting dirty, but just decided it was to be expected by a baby. I knelt on my knees though to try and keep it somewhat clean. Klara handed me a shovel and said, "Dig!" "She's just a baby, she can't dig!" Kristina said. "Can too," I told her with a smile and began digging with the plastic shovel. I made a small hole and then piled the sand around it to make a shape that reminded me of the new Apple Headquarters that had just been completed back home. I looked up at Klara who smiled at me, clearly happy with what I was doing. Kristina scowled though and I wondered what was wrong. Klara began to draw on the walls of my creation with her fingers and I added some other little turrets and began making a castle. I was playing with Klara for a few minutes when I realized something seemed odd. Last night it was clear she had been getting potty trained, but she must have thought it was an okay time to join the poopy diaper crowd because I watched her suddenly squat and mess the princess pullup she had been flashing occasionally as she played. I swore she then intentionally sat down on the mess to smash it. Her smile told me she clearly enjoyed doing so. Kristina as the big sister of course thought it was her duty to go tell mommy on this. "Mommy Klara went poopy in her panties!" "Klara? Really?" Cassie came storming over to the sandpit. "Nuh-uh," Klara said as she tried to keep playing. Cassie pulled her dress up and the pull-ups back saying. "You most definitely did little girl!" I watched in horror as her mom delivered ten smacks to her on her diaper and then five more on her thigh. "Bad girl!" "Don't be so mean, she's just a baby! Maybe she's not even ready to be potty-trained?" I said before wishing I could stick the words back in my mouth as Cassie grabbed onto Klara's arm angrily and rounded on me. "You little brat mind your own business!" Cassie said. "I think it's way past time for you to get a spanking!" Chloe said next to her as she swatted her right hand towards my butt while her left attempted to grab my arm. Chapter 14: WHACK! THE HAND connected and my butt felt like it was struck with a sledgehammer even through the padding of my diaper! I knew I couldn't stand there and take that from her or I'd be seriously hurt! I dodged the hand grabbing for me, ducked underneath her open legs, and began running as quickly as I could towards the nearby playground set. The slide was metal with a fairly gentle slope that rose well above my head. I could see it was next to a tree branch and hoped my shoes had enough traction! Chloe chased after me as I attempted the difficult task of running up it. I could remember at the end of elementary school when I would always run up the slide in my backyard over and over again for fun. I'd sort of used to do it at a skate park in middle school too - so I thought it was my best bet to escape her. Just as I heard huffing behind me from a mad giant I made it to the top and jumped over to the branch of the tree. It was more than sturdy enough for my light weight and I ran along it to the trunk and began climbing up branches until I was thirty feet up looking down at the pissed off ladies. "Get your ass down here and take your spanking!" Chloe screamed at me and began looking at the tree herself. I looked around and saw that there was another large tree right next to the one I was in and an idea came to me. I quietly followed a branch over to the next one. Because of the fairly full branches I could just barely see Chloe and hoped she would miss my transfer. 'Thank you nanites! That agility setting helped!' I thought as I climbed over towards the other tress trunk. I looked back and saw my switch had gone unnoticed as she began climbing up the original tree. Cassie stood at the bottom of the tree and I heard her say. "Umm sis, maybe we should just wait for her to come down?" Meanwhile Amanda came back outside from the house and was just catching something was wrong. "What's going on here?" I chose that moment to start climbing down the new tree. I went unnoticed until I had made it to the bottom and Cassie spotted me, her face giving me a shocked expression. "There you are you little brat!" she said as her giant legs began pounding her towards me. I heard a "What?" and a thud but didn't pay attention as I ran towards the deck where Amanda stood. I noticed a chair that I could climb up to and then make the railing of the decking. It was a near thing as I almost fell, but I clung to the rail and began running along it before suddenly feeling myself picked up. 'Shit!' I thought to myself and waited for the spankings to begin. All I heard instead was laughter... male laughter. I turned my head and realized it was 'Gramps' that had picked me up. "Gotcha!" 'Shit!' I thought to myself. He can probably hit way harder than those two! But instead of hitting me he tickled my side. "Did you enjoy making fools of those two idiot daughters of mine?" I was in shock, but smiled. "Maybe?" The two idiot daughters in question were mere feet away at the patio by then. Cassie had helped Chloe up after apparently having a tree branch break in her hands, which caused her to fall. Some leaves were in her hair and I tried not to directly laugh at her. "Daddy give her the spanking she deserves or hand her over to me to do it!" Cassie told him. "For what?" "She's a snotty brat who won't shut her trap and mind her own business." Amanda came up then and asked. "What did she do?" "Klara had an accident and she had the nerve to say maybe she isn't ready to potty-train. Like I'm going to listen to potty training advice from a diapered little? We all know THEY can't use it, so she wants my daughters to not either." I laughed. "You do realize I made it through about fifteen years of life using the potty just fine, right?" I decided to go for broke. "I've watched Klara have two accidents in the last day and not care about having either one. Until she cares you're not going to have success at all - she didn't even show signs she noticed she was pooping until she happily sat down in it. Speaking of which maybe you should get her out of that messy pull-up before she gets a rash?" "You little..." "She's right Cassie, go change her," Granny ordered. "Daddy she still needs a spanking," Chloe said, "she can't keep mouthing off like this!" "Why? You clearly feel like diapers are absolutely fine to wear since you keep three adults in them." Grandpa said. "They're Littles! They're not adults, they're just babies!" Chloe practically hissed. "They can't possibly live on their own! Plus look what she did by climbing up the tree, I almost got hurt!" He laughed. "You know my thoughts on this, I fought alongside some of these so-called babies back in the war. I would have been proud to be around one like Stacy here." I found myself given a small hug from behind. "Now why don't you go get cleaned up so we can all eat dinner," he ordered her. The two of them fumed and I watched Cassie go angrily pick up Klara and felt bad for the poor girl. She began crying and couldn't seem to make sense of why her mommy was so mad. Chloe just went straight into the house I assumed to do what her dad had said, or go complain more to her mom who had gone inside too. "Nice moves," he told me when they were out of earshot and Amanda moved closer. I smiled. "Thanks." "You know that wasn't exactly a bright thing to do, right?" He asked me. I nodded. "Yeah..." "Do you mind if she hangs out with Grandpa for a while?" he asked Amanda. "She's safer with you," she smiled. "You and I are going to have a chat later sweetie, that was about as dumb as it gets..." Her glare chilled the warm summer air and I hoped I wasn't going to be in too much trouble! I nodded meekly and started a bit as I was raised in the air and placed around her dad's neck in a piggyback position. He moved over to the grill where he was putting cheese on cooked burgers. My eyes widened at the size of the burgers and had to laugh that the portions of food were so huge here. He heard my giggle and asked. "What's so funny?" "The portions of food here are so huge... it's like a food challenge back home," I told him. "Then you should see our food challenges! Eat three littles in one setting and you can get a free meal!" He joked as he tickled my thigh a little. I squealed and he just laughed as he lowered the lid of the grill. "So tell me about yourself," he ordered as he took me off his shoulders and sat me on the rail next to the grill. I looked up at his hazel eyes and responded. "Well... I'm eighteen and got a crazy idea to come to this dimension to go to college." "That is a crazy idea, especially if you were that short in your dimension," he told me. "Well back home I was nearly six-feet tall actually," I told him. He looked me up and down and asked. "What happened to those other three feet?" "Good question," I said with a sigh. "I expected to be at least four feet tall... Something about the dimensional trip made me get short the first trip, but this second trip made me even shorter!" "That kind of sucks," he said, "You would have been basically an in- betweener before and had a shot of being safe from this nonsense." "Yeah, I'm not going to lie and say it's ideal. I knew what I was getting into though... I want to study your computers and programming so I can take it back to my world. We're way behind your level of technology!" We talked for another ten minutes about me as he moved burgers onto buns and plates as the men ended up eating first. "What about you?" I asked. "Well I was in the military for twenty-five years before I retired," he told me. "I run a martial arts and self-defense studio now," he added. "Cool," I told him. "I used to take Tae Kwon Do when I was little... assuming you have anything like that?" He smiled at me. "That's one of the main styles we teach actually. How long did you study?" I shrugged. "A few years, I got too busy with school to keep going. I had just finished testing for my red belt when I just couldn't take any more time away." "You should think about coming and studying with me," he told me with a smile. "Littles are welcome?" "Not normally..." I looked at him oddly. "Bigs generally don't like the idea of dangerous littles... but as my granddaughter you would be welcome. Might even help you avoid some of the idiots like my daughters." I watched then as Chloe was sitting down at the table with Kendra and Katie each on a separate knee. Her shirt was pulled down and each had been placed at one of her breasts so she could feed them simultaneously. I saw Kacey laying on a blankie with a pacifier zoned into space occasionally looking longingly at the table of food above her. Cassie was sitting next to Chloe with Neville at her side. She was feeding him from her breast, while occasionally giving a bite to the now changed Klara. Kristina looked to be doing alright on her own over by Grandma. I sighed. "Yeah, poor things," he seemed to agree. "You want a hotdog?" He asked me. "Yes she does," Amanda said for me with a smile and picked me up. "No bun, just the dog," she told him. I made a face at her and she whispered. "If you hadn't just nearly tried to get yourself killed I might have let you have a bun... but let's just say I'm not overly happy with you right now..." I squirmed a bit and said, "Sorry..." She hugged me. "I know you are, and I'll get over it, but you're going to be a good little girl the rest of the day, aren't you?" I nodded nervously. Amanda grabbed her own plate with a burger, some chips, potato salad, and some jello on it. She had handed me my plate with just the gigantic hotdog and some ketchup on it before she added a small handful of the gigantic potato chips. She confidently held onto me with her right arm and her plate with her left. She sat down next to Fred and my two uncles on the other side of the table from Cassie and Chloe. Both of them glared daggers at me as she sat down with me on her lap. "You got your dress all dirty!" she admonished me and tried to get sand and leaves off of it. "Sorry," I told her. Thankfully she hugged me so I knew she wasn't really angry over it. I watched her cut the giant hotdog in half and she handed me it. "Eat your hotdog," she said. I was glad she dipped the first part of it in ketchup to at least add some flavor. The actual hotdog was easily the size of a large sausage back home. My hand barely grasped onto it and I had to be careful not to drop it. As I took my first careful bite I realized it was tough to even get my mouth around what seemed to be a large salami or summer sausage. I ended up eating it by taking small bites at a time out of it. Gradually I carved it away with my teeth. When I had finished part of it she asked. "More ketchup?" I nodded and she lowered the plate so I could dip it. "Living dangerously there sis," Megan said as she sat down next to her. "I'd be worried about ketchup dropping..." She laughed. "Well it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world," she told her. I sat quietly and listened to the conversations around me, not really interacting after having been told off by Amanda. I knew that with as attached as she was with me she must have been scared for me. I also couldn't help but know I'd been stupid to say what I had. Running from Chloe had been just as unwise when you looked at the tree climbing from a parental perspective. My real parents would probably chew me a new one over that too. I listened as Chloe and Cassie had a conversation across from us. "You know the only way you can trust a little is if they can't walk?" "Well, some like Kacey even if they can crawl..." "Yeah I heard just last week at the daycare two littles managed to get out of the building and ran for it." "Did they escape?" "Not for long, a mom coming to pick up her kids saw the two girls running away. She might have thought they were free littles, but they both had braided pigtails and dresses short enough to show their poopy diapers." "What did she do?" "Scooped them up and put them in her stroller and dropped them back off." "What did the daycare do?" "When I came for my girls they were taken care of like Kacey - they can only say about five words, cry, drool, and mess their diapers - just like it should be. If they're not even going to be mature enough to play like good littles there's no point in not treating them as anything other than the drooling infants they are." "Why do you say that?" Megan asked. "I mean seriously would you be happy being diapered and held against your will?" Chloe scoffed. "Of course not, I'm an adult!" "What if they really are too?" "But they're not Megan! I know because you're the baby of the family you must feel some kinship with them... but seriously they're just babies! We can't leave them out there on their own! They'll get hurt! Everything in our world is much too big for them to use, so we have to help them! I mean just think if Kacey had managed her stupid plan - no one would have been taking care of my girls! Every time they pooped or peed their pants they would have been helpless!" "Only because you made it to where they have no choice..." Megan said with a sigh. "Next thing I know I'm going to hear you're at some rally for little's rights little sister. Take my advice and just go with it," Cassie told her. "You know there's plenty of technology that could help you join them if you piss off the wrong person..." "It would be fun to change Megan's diapees again though!" Chloe practically squealed with what I knew had to be a classic case of Amazonian Baby Fever... I looked over at Megan for a moment and saw her face had the same look of horror on mine. "You two done?" I heard Chloe ask drawing attention back to her. "Did you leave anything for your sister?" I watched as she put Kendra and Katie over her shoulder in turn to burp them before laying them down on the blanket Kacey lay on. Kacey hungrily tried to nurse from her right breast and only did so for about two minutes before fussing. "Oh let's try the other side," Chloe said almost sadistically. I watched her nurse Kacey for another few minutes there... maybe a little longer before it was clear nothing remained there. I could smell her dirty diaper from across the table, but I stared at her trying to feed unsuccessfully. As I looked I realized her ribs showed way more than the other two... It was clear it was a regular occurrence that she wasn't fed well enough! Kendra and Katie weren't exactly fattened cows either though. I felt a squeeze from Amanda as she apparently followed my gaze as well. She whispered in my ear. "I know..." I felt guilty as I finished the last bite of the second half of the hotdog and wished I could help her. Apparently Amanda felt the same way because she spoke up. "If Kacey's still hungry I have plenty of milk she can have." Chloe looked at her and shrugged. "Whatever, it doesn't hurt her to wait her turn, but if you want to waste your milk on her you can." Amanda passed me over to Megan who pulled my plate with the remaining chips over to her and handed me a couple to eat. I watched as Amanda took Kacey from her and brought her back over to our side of the table. Amanda pulled her shirt and bra down and