Exchanged - Chapter 40 free porn video

Just a reminder for anyone new this story you definitely want to go back and re-read from Chapter 1 for this to make sense! If diapers, bottles, and all that entails for babies doesn't interest you, this story will not be for you. This work is set in the 'DiaperDimension' that was created by PrincessPottyPants on some of the ABDL boards. Several other authors have taken their own spins on the dimension and I encourage you to read them if you like this work! Chapter 40: MY BATH WITH Megan was much like one with Amanda would have been. Even though Megan normally showed that she valued me more as a thinking adult than most, she played with me probably more in the bath than Amanda had. I enjoyed the bubble bath that finished with my body tightly swaddled in a towel and carried down to the nursery. I gulped as she laid me down on the changing table. A quick glance showed me that was clearly designed not for babies, but littles. The head, wrist, and arm straps showed that there was a belief littles needed to be restrained with more than just with a chest belt. Fortunately for me Megan didn't buckle anything but the chest belt as she pulled the towel away. "So what do you want to do today?" She asked me as she lifted my ankles in the air to slide a diaper underneath me. "Play with my computer?" I suggested. She gave me a look. "Didn't you get enough playtime on it last night?" I pouted. "No, I only made it through the first level of my game," I told her. I motioned with my head towards the monitor and who knows what other bugs after what we'd been dealing with. She laughed. "Okay, I guess you can play with your computer until lunch. Then you're going to have to take a nap though. Grandma will insist on it," she told me with a smile. "If you're just going to play on the computer then let's put you in this cute romper," she held up one of my many cute rompers that ballooned into a set of bloomer type bottoms. As soon as I was dressed she handed me my backpack and put me inside a playpen along with a bottle of juice. "Be good," she told me with a smile. I opened my computer and then immediately groaned because I didn't have their WiFi password... My new phone was next to me though and I discovered it could act as a hotspot. A few quick adjustments in the settings had me back in and able to work on my projects. The first thing I did was make sure that I was secure though. I took care to spoof my location and build up multiple layers of security hiding my identity before going to work first on our attackers. I found that they had indeed arrested the lady who had attacked Bella early this morning. From what I could see in the police system she seemed to have clammed up and refused to talk after asking for a lawyer. I saw that they had arraignment scheduled for this afternoon. I decided to follow the money... 'Who paid for the lawyer?' I asked myself. It took a while, but I eventually confirmed that Venture B&E was paying the bill for the attorney. I sat and thought for a moment, debating on my next move. We couldn't keep playing on the defensive and hope that none of the attacks would succeed. Obviously last night they had intended on getting me and whoever else was left in the house. A quick look at that police report revealed they had four suspects in custody who had also clammed up. Given the severity of their charges I saw the DA was attempting to get all five of them to be held without bail. I had to wonder how much their employers would protect all of them though. I decided that before I did anything else I needed to talk with Fred and Amanda. I had a few ideas on ways we could go on the offensive against this company, but I didn't want to do so without their okay. With my ideas exhausted I went back to my earlier project from the previous night to see if I could program the nanites to bind with the problem protein and clear them out. I lost track of time and failed to notice Megan watching over my shoulder for a few minutes. "Whatcha doing?" she asked me in a voice that made me feel like she'd caught me with my hand in the cookie jar. "Umm... well... a project?" I said innocently. "Why don't you close it down and tell me about it over lunch?" I blushed and did as she said, pressing a quick shortcut key that killed everything I'd been doing. I held my hands up to her and she picked me up and put her hand underneath my diaper as she carried me on her hip downstairs and deposited me into a new looking high chair that was a regular baby's high chair. I was a little surprised as I figured I'd be stuck in the little ones I knew they had, but didn't complain! She put a bib on me and brought over a peanut butter and jelly sandwich that she'd cut into smaller triangles for me, while she had a larger version for herself. "I hope you don't mind peanut butter and jelly?" She asked. I shrugged. "It's fine." "Good, so what were you up to?" I sighed. "Has grandpa swept this room?" I asked. "Yes, I just did," he said entering the room. "Why do you ask?" "Megan was asking me some questions I didn't want to risk others hearing..." "So...?" Megan asked. I sighed. "I started off looking into the guys who broke into our house and the lady who poisoned Bella. There's nothing else that can really be done there though..." "No, it's pretty much in the courts hands now," Grandpa Joe said. "I think they're going before a judge who's pretty honest. He's normally pretty harsh on things like this, but we'll see what happens." "It's all about the money," I sighed. "Yes it is," he said. "So what was with the chemistry I saw you looking at?" She asked me. "I'm looking into the adverse effects of breast milk..." I said turning bright red. "Which ones?" She asked. "The loss of continence..." "That would be a big breakthrough," Megan said. "And potentially a bit target on your back..." Grandpa said sitting down with a glass of iced tea across the table from Megan. "I know... it's why I've been keeping it low key," I said to them. "I haven't even told Am... Mommy how far I've made with it." "You actually know what causes it?" Megan asks. I nodded and walked her through it. "I think if I can program a nanite set to act as a T-Cell of sorts to go and bind to the protein and block the binding of the receptors there's a good chance I can prevent the effects." "Or you could reverse it and cause the problems..." Grandpa noted. "It's definitely playing with fire," I agreed. "But..." "What about the addictive parts?" Megan asked. "I haven't made it that far... I don't actually mind that part since I know littles are able to get past that." I admitted. "It's an interesting idea," Grandpa Joe admitted. "Just be really careful Stacy, you never know what unintended consequences you might have." I nodded but didn't say anything else, instead putting a piece of sandwich in my mouth and chewing. "So what are you two up the rest of today?" Joe asked us. "Well originally I was going to go do some shopping with my friends," Megan said, "but given everything going on... I think staying home and working on some video game skills is probably smarter." Joe shook his head. "I don't know what I did wrong with you girls... " I laughed at that and he shot me a mock glare. "Don't you go there missy, you're as much of a nerd as your mommy..." I stuck my tongue out at him and Megan and he both laughed. "I'm going to spend the rest of the afternoon making sure this house is secure for the night before working on figuring out what we can do with your home Stacy." It was weird hearing it called, 'my home,' but it did feel that way at this point. "I don't know what more you can do..." I told him. "I'm thinking robot security guards?" He suggested. My eyes opened in terror... "Does it have to be robots...?" I could feel my rear still feel phantom pains from that stupid swing. "I'll see if I can think of something else," he said sympathetically. I nodded and took a drink from the bottle on the tray. I was full and asked. "May I go get back on my computer please?" Megan shook her head. "I think a nap would be a good idea first..." "I don't need..." I started to complain. "Think about last night and yesterday?" Megan said. "I want to take one myself too. Why don't you just come take one with me?" I wanted to complain but I knew even with Megan if she wanted me to take a nap she would be able to make me take a nap... I sighed. "I guess..." "Great," she said as she picked me up out of the highchair and wiped my face of some crumbs with the bib she'd used on me. I made a face but she just laughed and put me back on her hip. She felt the diaper underneath the romper and said, "I'll change you after your nap..." "Our nap you mean?" I asked. She squeezed me. "Our nap then." We went up to her room that was obviously still hers with posters, pictures, stuffed animals, and a faded purple wall that I suspected was a color she liked when she was little. A faded sign on the door said 'Princess Megan' much like the one on my door at Amanda's house. She laid me down on a daybed that was set against the wall on the side closest to the wall. As soon as I was down she kicked off her shoes and laid down next to me, cuddling me like a teddy bear. I sighed as she was pretty warm but closed my eyes while trying to think of what else I could do. She actually went to sleep too though, because I learned she snores! MEGAN DEFINITELY WOKE up from our nap before I did. I eventually rolled over and looked at her doing something on her computer at a desk that was adjacent to a bay window that had a bench tucked inside. As I sat up she was oblivious to my waking up and seemed intent on the screen in front of her. I crawled to the edge of the bed and looked at the long drop down to the floor. I sighed as I realized I needed to pee badly right then and let it loose in the diaper before saying. "Megan?" She looked up surprised. "Oh, you woke up!" she said with a smile and came over to me. I felt her hand check my diaper and she said, "How about we get you out of that icky wet diapee?" I nodded. "Please..." She carried me down the hallway back to the nursery and made quick work of the diaper change and said, "So I'm guessing you're happy if you have your computer somewhere?" "That bay window in your room?" I suggested. She smiled. "I've always loved that window seat, sure that's fine. Let's grab you a bottle from the kitchen real quick on our way so I know you're staying hydrated." She held me as she bent over and picked up my bag of electronics from the playpen, carried me down the hallway to the stairs and grabbed a bottle from the fridge, and then placed me on the comfy cushioned window seat to work. "Thanks," I said as she handed over the bottle of juice to me. "Comfy?" She asked. I nodded. "Much better than the playpen..." She giggled at that. "I'm going to get back to my game then..." I gave my own giggle and watched her begin to play some sort of city simulation game and got back to my own tasks. I began exploring the software the university had available for students and came across a chemical simulation program that was able to run on my computer, albeit slowly. With fantastic graphics I was able to import the chemical structure of the protein that was so problematic in Amanda's milk, and modeled the receptors that would be needed to collect it and send it through the bodies endocrine system. I was working on it for about an hour when Megan said, "You're going about that wrong..." I started as I hadn't even noticed her approach as she had climbed on the cushion next to me. After I got my heartrate down a bit I asked. "What am I doing wrong?" "Do this..." she walked me through another method for ten minutes, explaining why along the way, and the simulation was suddenly successful. "So if you get this going on in your body breastfeeding becomes okay again?" "I'm hoping..." I admitted. "Speaking of leaky breasts... I'm going to drop you off in the playpen for a bit while I take care of mine..." "I'm sorry," I told her, knowing my presence was responsible. "Don't be... though I have to say if you get this figured out I may want some help at some point..." I smiled. "I'd be okay with that..." She gave me a hug and helped me reclaim my electronics and moved me to the playpen in the nursery before taking off. I used that time to drain some more of the bottle she'd left me with. I had promised I wouldn't do this edit without letting Amanda check over my work, so I decided to move on with another project. The nanites seemed to have other potential uses and I wondered just what else I could do with them... Just as I was thinking of my plans for future uses my phone suddenly shocked me by ringing with Amanda's face showing up on the screen. I picked it up and said, "Hello?" "Stacy?" Amanda asked tentatively. "Hi Mommy," I said, "How's Bella?" "She's doing a lot better right now. I need you to do something for me for tonight... The real LPS agency is sending over a team on a well being check. Can you get Megan to help you put your toys away?" I grimaced. "Yes Mommy, how far are they away?" "About a half-hour, they were told our lawyer must be present and your grandfather is insisting on an officer that he knows he can trust absolutely." "Okay, I'll get myself in cute baby mode... I love you Mommy!" "Love you too," she told me. I cut the connection and called out for Megan. "Auntie Megan!" "What's wrong Stacy?" "We have guests coming..." I told her as I was putting everything away into my backpack. "I need to look like a well taken care of little..." She nodded and began helping me with the backpack and clothes being put away out of sight. "Did you pack any of your princess diapers?" she asked. I shook my head. "I bought some last week and they're in the diaper stacker," Grandma's voice said coming in through the hallway. "Good idea for putting her into one of those." She dug for a second in a hanging diaper stacker and handed her the pink rectangle. "Here, get her changed into that. You have her in a good outfit, I'm going to take this playpen downstairs along with some toys for looking like she's spending time playing with them like a good little. Why don't you just hold her on your lap and watch something safe on TV together until they come." "Is it normal or fair for them to assess her in this house?" Megan asked. "Not really, but fortunately I've kept everything baby proofed for your sisters babies. No real point in it for the littles, it's not like Stacy is going to be foolish enough to put something in an electrical outlet and electrocute herself, but LPS would insist on it otherwise..." She shook her head. "Go on, get that diaper changed and get downstairs," she ordered. "So how scared should I be right now?" I asked Megan as popped the snaps on my romper and pulled the tapes of the slightly wet diaper loose. "I don't know honestly Stacy... Hopefully Dad and Larry have this in hand," she told me as she lifted my feet in the air and pulled the old diaper out and put the new on in place. She held my feet in the air for a second longer to wipe me thoroughly and then put some lotion on from my diaper bag. I shuddered for a second but knew that lotion had to have been safe at least. As soon as she was satisfied she wiped her hands on a wipe and taped me in. The romper was snapped shut and she carried me to the bathroom where she washed her hands. "Let's get you a pacifier?" she suggested. "Maybe a bottle too?" I said with my mouth feeling very dry all of the sudden. She gently squeezed me before retrieving one of my pacifiers that she attached to my outfit with a clip and stuffed the nipple of it into my mouth. She patted me gently on the back as we moved downstairs and I suckled on the reassuring pacifier, just hoping beyond hope that nothing bad was about to happen to me. She stopped at the fridge and grabbed a bottle of juice and carried me to the couch and exchanged the pacifier for the bottle that she held as she turned on a movie that she decided on. "This is a kids movie and it's free of subliminal messages as far as anyone knows." "Okay," I said pausing from the bottle for a second. I had downed maybe half of the bottle when the doorbell rang and Grandpa moved to open the door. "Hey Larry," he said as he let in his lawyer friend. "Hi Joe, did I beat them here?" "They should be arriving anytime now I would expect," he said as I looked up from the bottle I was drinking from. I embarrassingly put it down as he came to sit down in a chair that Joe provided next to the couch. "How are you doing Stacy?" He asked politely. I shrugged. "I've been better. Do you know what they're coming for?" "I..." he started to say when the doorbell rang and Grandpa Joe went for the door. "Hi, I'm Claire Parsons, I'm with Little Protection Services, and this is Police Detective Deming," I heard from the door. "Hi Ty," Joe said to the man. "May we come in?" They asked politely. "Yes, come on in," Joe said and directed them inside to the living room. I was a little surprised to see that Claire appeared to be a betweener at probably only six and a half feet tall. Smaller than Megan who waved at her from underneath me. "This is Larry Worthington, our attorney, my wife Theresa, our youngest daughter Megan, and this is Stacy, who I believe you are here to see?" he asked. "Yes," Claire said, "May we sit here and talk?" she asked. "Yes ma'am," Joe said politely and motioned to a chair that was catty corner from where Megan and I sat on the couch. Grandma sat down next to Megan and Joe sat down protectively next to her. "Thanks for speaking with us, I know I wouldn't trust anyone at this point with what happened yesterday..." Claire started out speaking with me. "Umm... just out of curiosity I thought you were going to college Stacy? I wasn't expecting to see you living as a traditional little?" I wondered if it was a trick for a moment, but I decided there was something about the shorter woman that I could trust. Grandpa had already said he trusted the officer sitting next to her. "It's kind of a dual arrangement," I said with a smile. "I agreed to some of the baby treatment in exchange for being able to go to school. I don't have to worry about being adopted and having to worry about being maimed or something... But I can study in this dimension where the technology is so much further advanced." "I don't want you to worry about appearances for our sake right now Stacy, I understand you are a very intelligent young woman. What we both need to know is what happened as far as you were aware yesterday..." "I agree Stacy, don't worry about playing baby right now, we want to know what happened so we can nail the lady and anyone else connected with her." "Go ahead Stacy, and you can tell them about the other stuff you all have figured out too. I checked into her, and Ty here is one of the most trustworthy people I've ever known," Grandpa said across from Grandma. I gave him a look but the nod from him meant I felt comfortable talking with her with that kind of information. I looked at her. "Where do you want me to start?" "Well how about just yesterday first?" "Grandpa had me for the morning and we were over having lunch here when we got a call that LPS was doing a wellness check on us..." I paused. "We'd been kind of expecting something like that after everything going on, so Grandpa took care of getting me back home. There were two individuals who had identified themselves as LPS agents waiting there when we got there. The lady stated her name was Diana Ellis and she said the man's name was Bob Drindel," I told her. "Wait, how do you remember that clearly?" Claire asked. "I have a really good memory... as you said before I'm smart. The lady insisted that she needed to be able to examine my body for marks or about the complaints of malnourishment. She undressed me to look, then started to try and change my diaper, but Larry said he would take care of it." I paused. "I appreciated his being willing to protect me from dealing with her... but at the time being molested was really all I worried about..." I felt a little bit of tears come to my eyes but I shook it off. "Anyway after he changed me she wanted to speak with me to ask questions. We sat down on the floor for what I would expect would be a pretty typical interview?" "What all did she ask?" I thought back. "She asked about my adoption, if it was willing, if my parents spanked me, why I would bother to go to college," I thought back and wasn't remembering much else. "I think we discussed the failed kidnapping attempt at the university? She also was concerned that I'd been left unsupervised on the university campus... We pointed out a free little could babysit me and Larry shut down the conversation?" He nodded. "That's basically the conversation. I have a recording of the whole encounter from when I entered the room if you would like it?" "We would, I know we already have the video of what happened with her and Bella..." the detective said, "Did you see any other signs of problems?" I hesitated. "I'm not sure what it would look like for a normal visit, but I know a lot of abuse happens in this dimension to littles that no one seems to do anything about... So I have no way to gauge that accurately." "That makes sense," Claire said, "And you're right about the abuse. We have a number of agents that we've investigated in the past that have taken desirable littles away to sell for a higher price..." she shook her head. "I hope you know not all of us are like that. I'm certainly not, which is why I've been tasked to investigate the matter." "So you have no doubts as to the care of Stacy and Bella?" Grandpa Joe asked. "None whatsoever, though I do hope that Stacy doesn't get pushed anywhere she doesn't want to go with her life... She seems too smart to get stuck with just being a mindless baby. Do you have any other information to add?" I looked at them and nodded. "I took the video images we captured and compared them with pictures online... I let Mommy know about the discrepancy that was passed onto the police so they could arrest her. I was able to do some further research and tied her with a Breeding and Export business that was after Bella when we met her. They had gone through some elaborate steps to get her to fly out to Selegansol to kidnap her and weren't too happy. There were a few attempts there to kidnap her, and I suspect that was the same group who tried to kidnap me." "I would agree," Detective Deming said, "Unfortunately proving it beyond a reasonable doubt, and identifying the person who ordered everything is probably out of our reach for the moment." "Any ideas on how to keep us safe from these people?" I asked him. "We've increased patrols around this house and your home. Hopefully that deters them. I know Joe was working to do some more work to secure your home there to harden entry points. They got in last night by ignoring the alarms and just busting in through a side window on the first floor. They appear to have run straight to the nursery basically and then ransacked it some when they didn't find you." I felt a bit of fear in my gut hoping that my Switch with the hidden pistol had stayed hidden. "How much did they destroy?" I asked. He pulled out a tablet with pictures and showed me the nursery. To my horror basically everything had been tossed except the mattresses. The crib had actually been thrown onto its side, clothes and toys were everywhere on the floor. It looked like they emptied bottles of baby lotion and powder everywhere too... it seemed almost pointless levels of vandalism. All of my important stuff other than that weapon were with me though. For some reason it looked like the mattress to the toddler bed had been spared. I was able to flip through photos and saw they had done some damage to the master bedroom and Fred's office. It looked like they had been scared away before getting to Amanda's workroom though. I handed the tablet back to him and said, "Thanks, why'd they stop?" "I don't honestly know," he said, "unless they found something they wanted in the office?" I shook my head. "Maybe they got scared off myself?" I paused. "I'm not sure what was up with the vandalism in the nursery." "Probably a psychological attack," Grandpa Joe said. "It definitely struck Amanda to the core and takes away your sense of safety." "I agree," the detective said and Claire nodded. "So where do we go from here?" I asked. Detective Deming sighed. "That's a good question. I was hoping that having a conversation with you might bring up some new leads... and it did with Venture, but that is like an ivory tower to scale right now. They have so many politicians and officers bribed and protecting them that they're not going to go down easily. Add the Trelini family connection that seems to be present from your first kidnapping and, unfortunately, I'm not sure what can be done right now." "That's a bit of a dreary picture," Grandma said from beside me. "Well is there anything else you need from us?" Deming looked at Claire who shook her head. "We're going to investigate how the imposter got her credentials altered. The lady she claimed to be was actually found murdered in her house today when we went to check on her." I felt my blood turn to ice as once again I could see how serious they were. "Murdered?" Megan asked as she hugged me protectively. "She hadn't been seen in a couple days, so they had been working on this. The other guy who was with her was new and from another department so they hadn't worked together before. He seems to be innocent in this." "That's crazy..." I said as I felt some urine leave me into the thick diaper. "Yes it is," Claire said, "Look, the only thing I can assure you of from my end is that your file has been flagged so that if it comes up again I will be the agent to investigate any complaints. I'm pretty certain I'll be able to close them in a single visit and a shake of my head. I can tell you're definitely with a good set of parents, and I hope your sister recovers quickly." "Thanks," I said. "Oh, and you mentioned earlier you were worried about not having someone with you on the school grounds. As long as you're on the university property you do not need to have a caregiver directly at your side. It's the same rule as for elementary kids who might need to walk down a hallway to the nurse. Of course I think you would be stupid to run around by yourself right now," she added. I nodded and watched as she and the detective made their exit. I was left sitting on Megan's lap. Larry also made a quick exit as he wasn't needed and soon just the four of us sitting there in the living room. "This is scary," Megan said. "Yes it is," Grandpa said, "Megan, would you please go help Stacy change into something more comfortable and a regular diaper so I can work with her... actually make it one of her uniforms like she'll be going to school." "What are you up to Joe?" his wife asked. "The game has changed, we were just worried about kidnapping before. Now I'm worried about lives, I'm going to arm Stacy with every dirty trick in the book. We'll be downstairs in the workout room for the rest of the day." "Are you sure dear?" she asked nervously. "Yes, I am. Go on Megan," he told her and she followed his instructions with a squeeze of a hug for me. "Are you okay with this?" she asked me. "Training you to fight?" I nodded. "It's not a matter of if, but a matter of when I run into these guys again." She kissed my forehead as she laid me down on the changing table. "Definitely could have stayed in this one longer," she told me with a smirk. "You should have seen the monstrosity from the other day that the nest mother gave me..." I groaned. The change was quick, just a quick wipe, some powder, and the new Pamper was on. We dug out one of my school uniforms and dressed me completely down to the shoes I wore with it, before she carried me downstairs. She skipped the landing of the stairs on the first floor, and went down to the basement where I discovered Joe had a mini version of his studio there. "Go ahead and leave us alone Megan, call us up for dinner and we'll take a short break, but we'll be down here until her bedtime tonight." "Yes Daddy," she said and set me down beside his towering frame. He had changed into a gi and looked to be in a full martial arts master teacher mode. I bowed politely as she left and took a comfortable ready stance. When the door closed he walked over to a bag and said, "I called a friend yesterday afternoon after I left you all and asked for a rush on an order." He pulled out a pair of shoes that looked identical to mine. He sat down on the floor and showed them to me. "They look just like mine, I have a feeling there's something concealed?" "Don't ever let anyone find this, but there is a blade in each of these shoes," he showed me how to pull two thin bladed weapons from the heel of the shoe quickly. There was a set of finger holes that resembled a set of brass knuckles attached to a thin single bladed knife. The weapons had a curve to them that made them look beautiful, if not deadly. I placed my fingers in the holes of the right hand one and amazed that it was a perfect match to my hand. I took a tentative swing with it and marveled how it became an extension of my hand. I looked up at Grandpa Joe. "I take it you can teach me how to use these without hurting myself in the process?" He gave a light laugh. "That's the idea. Let's switch them out for these training versions for now. I want to practice you drawing them first." I pulled my other shoes off and replaced them with the new ones that felt more comfortable. As I went to lace them though he said, "These have some special laces, put your finger right here," he said to a place that seemed to just be regular patent leather. I did as he said and they suddenly laced up on their own. "Cool!" I said with a smile. "I take it you don't have self-lacing shoes in your dimension?" "Only in science fiction movies!" I said with a smile. "They will only unlace now if you use your fingerprint on that spot. They won't be able to cut them off easily if you are taken. Also, since they're 'cute' you'll probably see an Amazon give up in a hurry on taking them off initially." "So just keep them hidden and wait to strike?" I asked as I stood up. "That's one option, but I personally think your best bet at this point is to strike first and not allow them to get their hands on you if you can help it. These would also let you cut through safety belts in car seats. Since they would probably want you in a rear facing seat that might be an easy way to keep covert there..." We spent a while longer talking about some tactics before he said, "Let's practice you drawing those blades," he said. After the first time he handed me a set of practice blades to put in their place and he began drilling me in a number of positions to draw them and then stand in a ready stance. We had only practiced skill over and over again when Megan came down. I had just reset the practice set in the shoes when she told us. "Dinner's ready you two," she said, "Mom wants me to tell you to clean up, I'll change Stacy, and then we'll eat." "Okay," he said. We exchanged a quick bow to each other and then I walked up to the stairs where Megan scooped me up. She made a face as she checked my diaper. "This should be a lot wetter, you need to drink more..." "I'll try and remember that..." I told her. She changed me into a fresh diaper, washed her hands, helped me wash mine, and then carried me to get situated downstairs in my high chair. I had a moment of fear remembering earlier on when I first arrived that I would likely be eating baby food under Granny's watch. I saw from the pasta pot, and a red pot of simmering sauce, that dinner was apparently a pasta dish in a homemade red sauce. "Here, let's get you a bib," Granny said and appeared with one that said, 'My Grandma Spoils Me More than Yours.' I rolled my eyes internally as she tied it on and then gave me a plate of pasta and one of my small forks. I sighed in relief and said, "Thank you Granny!" "You're very welcome Stacy," she said with a kiss to the top of my head. "Has Mommy called with anymore information on Bella?" "She's still in the ICU, but they have seen some signs of her waking up. They're going to try and wake her up in a few hours if she hasn't on her own." "That's quick..." Megan said. "I wish I could be there for her," she added. "If you want I can stay here with your Dad and Stacy and you can go there for a bit?" She suggested. She shook her head. "Mandy wanted me to watch Stacy. Why don't you go back after dinner though?" "I've got Stacy under control if you both want to go?" Grandpa Joe suggested. They both looked torn as I twirled some of the large spaghetti noodles around my small fork and took a bite. After I chewed it I took a sip from my bottle that sat on the tray and then said, "Go, it'll do everyone some good. Grandpa and I are just going to hang out downstairs anyway, right?" He smiled at me. "Right!" They both sighed but said, "Okay, I think we can trust you two for a bit..." He mocked pain and said, "Just for a bit?" "To be fair they probably shouldn't trust us," I said with a smirk. "Definitely my favorite granddaughter," he said with a laugh. We all ate pretty quickly and I filled up on the large noodles. It was almost like eating a pasta the thickness of penne pasta. The sauce was one of the best I'd ever had. "This is amazing," I told her. "I'm glad you think so, I worried you might not like it?" "Why?" "I don't put sugar in my sauce. Our other little grandchildren didn't like it while they could eat it." She was sad at the end of the statement. I grimaced but nodded. "I keep hearing my taste buds are off of a normal little..." "Huh? What do you mean?" Megan asked curiously and seeming interested in a change of conversation. "Well... I think Daddy and I might have to go and have some fun with fiery food challenges..." Granny looked a bit nervous at that. "What?" "Well I grew up with the understanding that the smaller the chile the spicier it is. Even your smallest peppers are like the size of our mild poblano peppers compared to me. I think because of that they taste milder. Bella regretted it when she tried a little of one that I didn't feel a tingle on." Megan looked intrigued. "They have some events sometimes at the university..." "Before or after bedtime?" "Some before... I'll keep an eye out for those for you!" She said with a smile. Dinner ended soon and Megan made me finish the bottle before changing me again and delivering me back to Grandpa's care. They both took off for the hospital after making sure we were okay. "Okay, draw those blades again," he told me and came at me simultaneously. I did so with a front tumble as I moved to his left and drew the blades, standing to face him to my side. "Good!" he said. "But, you left yourself open..." For the next few hours we worked nonstop until my muscles hurt and I was dripping with sweat. He showed me how to go for the tendons around the ankles and also to attack the hamstrings first. Knees were another target I practiced to disable. We worked with him reaching for me and going after the arms and wrists so many times I lost track. There were also drills with me getting to the blades while being held, cradled, and aggressively held. By the end I knew I could be beaten by the right person, but I thought I might have survived someone who underestimated me. My watch showed eleven when Megan walked in and said, "Okay you two, Stacy needs to take a bath because I'm guessing she stinks, then needs to get to bed." We both bowed to each other and I said, "Thank you for teaching me Sensei." "My privilege, I really do hope we have more time to train... Here, let's switch the training blades out," he added quietly as he hugged me. I made a quick discreet repositioning of the blades into my shoes to get the real blades that were razor sharp put where they could be useful. I walked over to Megan who looked at me with wide eyes, but squeezed me as she picked me up. I asked her. "Did Bella wake up?" "Yes she did. She's groggy and disoriented, but seems to remember everything both recent and further back in the past. She managed to answer questions for about fifteen minutes before she went back to sleep. They're cautiously optimistic that there won't be too many long term effects," she had made it up to the top of the stairs then. "Have they noticed any so far?" "She seemed to have some coordination issues, nothing major, but there may be some loss there. They can't really tell much more until they have her try and move around." I nodded as she reached the door to the nursery. She stripped the dress I wore off and tried to take my shoes off but couldn't do anything. I went. "oops, let me get those," and put my fingerprint where the sensor was hidden. They came undone and I slipped them off. "Make sure I put those on tomorrow please..." I told her. "Mmm... Okay," she said leaving me in just my diaper a moment later. The discolored garment was soaked and hanging loosely on my hips at that point as she removed it and carried me barenaked to the bathroom. I saw that Granny was already running a bubble bath for me. I blushed as Megan passed me to her and she sat me down in the water. "Do you mind if I bathe you?" Granny asked. There was definitely a tentative nervousness to her voice, but also you could tell she really wanted to bathe me. I blushed but nodded. "Okay." The next ten minutes or so wasn't a lot different than Amanda bathing me, but it was a little more embarrassing with the lady who I had at one point thought would be my biggest antagonist. Every stroke of a sudsy wash cloth, or massaging of baby shampoo in my hair was so gentle though. I was almost feeling like going to sleep in the bathtub when she said, "I think my little grandbaby is ready for night night, huh?" I nodded. "Yeah, it's been a long day..." She nodded and wrapped me gently in a towel before carrying me down to the nursery. Megan was hanging around then as Granny asked. "So are you okay with going to church with us tomorrow?" I felt my nerves come up again, but wasn't sure how to respond as she deposited me onto the changing table. Megan came to the rescue then. "Mom, why don't I stay home with Stacy tomorrow?" With everything going on right now she could probably use another day of sleeping in before classes start on Monday." I looked up at Granny and she pursed her lips. "I think I can live with that if you promise me you'll both come next Sunday?" I nodded. "Okay Granny, I appreciate you letting me sleep in..." She pulled my legs in the air as she put a thick princess diaper under my rear. "You're welcome sweetie," she said. Powder followed all over my diaper area, stomach, and legs. She taped up the diaper and then helped me get dressed into my footed pajamas. She brushed my hair and used a loud blow drier before braiding it loosely. "You want a bottle before you go to bed?" She asked me. "I heard you don't mind them?" she added with a smile. I looked at Megan who flushed a bit at having been busted at telling my secrets to her mom. "No, they're okay... sure. Just regular milk though, right?" "No boobie milk for you for now per your mommy's wishes," she agreed. "Here, Megan hold her while I go get her a baba," she said with a quick hug to me and passed me over to Megan. She sat down on the floor with me and turned me around in her lap to face her. "Sorry I told Mom that..." I giggled. "She's your mom, you don't probably have a ton of secrets from her. It's okay." She gave me a quick squeeze. "I figured tomorrow going to church might be a bit too much. I'm not sure if they'll send you with the babies to the nursery, let you hang with us in the college room, or send you to a free littles group..." "Thanks, that's more thinking than I would want to do tomorrow," I agreed. "Maybe I an get a few more things done on my computer before Chloe and Cassie come over..." "Sure," she said. "Do you have many more things you're working on?" "I have a couple more things I want to check on... " Her mother came back up the stairs with one of my bottles in hand and Megan handed me over to her. She carried me to a well worn rocking chair in the corner where she placed me in the crook of her arm and placed the nipple of the bottle of warm milk to my lips. I latched on and began nursing as she hummed a lullabye that Amanda must have learned from her. My eyes closed gradually and I must have been fully asleep as she settled me down in the large crib. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thanks for continuing to read this! Please tell me what you thought with a comment in the reviews! Thank you to those of you who have been faithfully doing so!