Exchanged - Chapter 43 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 43: THE FIRST COUPLE of weeks for me in this dimension had gone slowly enough to keep track of every day, but the next few weeks began to blur together quickly after that night. We heard no word about Bella at all... and I had personally lost hope that anything of her would remain if we should find her. I feared that Venture would either have her pregnant and essentially brain dead, or just mentally wiped drooling in a nursery. I was certain that she was probably as badly off as Chloe's littles by now - and that broke my heart! She had hopes and dreams before the day we met, and I would cry a bit when I thought about them being gone and done. College classes though were going well and I'd mostly avoided embarrassing situations myself. Some of my friends weren't as lucky, but somehow Meg and Laura were still going to classes with me and becoming great friends! I'd spent most of my time talking to my parents on the video call we'd had talking about them and avoiding the topics of dangers and Bella. As the weeks passed I continued to work on some side projects trying to prepare for the inevitable return of Venture's crew. With Amanda's permission I was given access to some of the toys that were at our disposal as students, as long as a professor signed off on the student. "Are you sure you should be letting her use this Professor Westerfield?" the grad student on duty asked. "I promised her a reward for being a good girl. I promise she's not going to be able to harm a thing with the machine," she told him. He looked at her skeptically. "I don't know..." "If she does I promise I'll fix it if she can't!" she told him. "I'm not sure I can fix your internship though if you keep it up..." He gulped and motioned for me to go ahead. I looked at the control console for the 3D printer that I'd briefly been able to use weeks before. I'd been itching to get back here to work on a few things, and at her nod of approval began uploading a few projects I'd been working on. As far as she knew there was only one... a few extra potties that I needed! In all I had designed three more potties, one for Grandma and Grandpas, one for Amanda's office, and one for Grandpa's studio so that I could go poop in those places without using my diaper. Even more than a month of being in the dimension I still dreaded having a poopy diaper! Amanda had agreed to let me make some more potties at the university, since her own printer was just a bit too small for the job. Since I knew what machine they had I'd downloaded the software and tweaked my design to even look appropriately babyish for a potty. They'd probably sell well to parents, as the pinks and purples with little princess accents on them would make even the most skeptical Amazon go 'awwww' with me sitting on the potty. I groaned that many probably see me on them too... The printer spat them out in short order and the grad assistant that was hanging around said, "We're wasting time letting her make potties? She's wearing a diaper - and a wet one at that - why does she need a potty?" Amanda just smiled at him. "I enjoy watching her go in front of the big girl students." I was amazed at how good of a liar Amanda could be sometimes. His face was priceless and he shut up after that. As the third one finished up I said, "Mommy, I have one more thing to print... it's a surprise, can you maybe look that way until it's done?" "Stacy what are you up to?" she asked me with some concern. "Nothing bad, but it's a surprise for you," I added. She gave me a warning look, but let nodded before turning away, and I quickly started to upload the last design I had made. This was the tricky one! The print was going to seem to be a three dimensional 'portrait' of Bella with the three of us on our trip to Selgnasol. I looked at this picture often for the genuine smile on Bella's face... I feared she might never smile like that again - if she was even still alive - so it was kind of my own way of dealing with everything. I had gotten the idea when we had visited an art gallery that past Saturday and I'd seen some similar works. The 'portrait' though also hid another print job that I would have to grab from the backside of it before ever showing it to Amanda. The whole point of the project though was for it to be a birthday gift to her from me. I smiled brightly when I saw that it was printing the titanium and cellulose together without any issues. The hidden part of the project was completed early on and from what I could tell had been a successful print. The grad student had come over to look and showed me a look of surprise. "You designed that?" "Shhh..." I told him. "What part of surprise did you not understand?" Amanda cocked her head from where she was sitting a ways away and then was thankfully distracted by Tessa materializing in front of her. That was another thing from the past few weeks, I'd encountered her a few times and... well I wouldn't call it a friendship yet... but she seemed to be forming a bond with me. Once we'd gotten through an extremely embarrassing and unwelcome diaper change at least! I looked at the printer and shook my head remembering that. We had been in Amanda's class working on a project as a group and Tessa had poked her head in on us due to some sort of AI boredom. She watched what I was doing with two other students looking on at the screen. "That's a really smart way to do that Stacy... Would you mind if I incorporate that code into my own system?" I looked at her in shock, and had felt urine run into my diaper at her sudden appearance. This particular code was for a subroutine of making sure that an AI routine stayed within the parameters of safely not endangering lives. "You don't already have something like this?" I asked in shock. "No, no one has seen fit to limit me to not harming anyone..." I gulped at that and the other two students did too. "Sure, you can have it..." Right after she added the code she said, "Thanks Stacy! You're wet, let's change that wet diapee!" I was shocked as she picked me up and carried me to the front of the room and found a diaper from inside Amanda's purse. In front of all of the bigs in the room I had my naked rear exposed and was changed on Amanda's desk before she even had a chance to stop her. I felt my face redden, joined by tears of humiliation, but she hugged me and put me back on my seat with nothing more than a ' what a good little girl!' Well... let's just say that was awkward. I had tried to explain my embarrassment to her later in Amanda's office. "You can't just pick me up and take off my clothes in front of everyone in the class," I told her angrily. "Why not? Babies get changed where they need changed? Dr. Westerfield, surely you've changed Stacy in public before?" Amanda sighed, but shook her head. "Actually I don't think I've done much more than in a car, or on a changing table," she told Tessa. "Stacy is a young woman, having her naked body shown off is an invasion of her privacy that I would rather not do more than I have to." "But she's too small to be a young woman," Tessa countered. "She's the size of a three-month old infant. She's wearing diapers, I saw the bottles and pacifiers in her diaper bag, and I know you've breastfed her in here and on campus before?" Amanda pursed her lips and I decided to get in. "Tessa, that's true, but I'm a college student. My end goal in life isn't to sit in a crib for the rest of my life in a poopy diaper..." "What else could you do?" she asked. I wondered how much I should tell her, but I decided to go ahead. "I want to be a computer programmer. Ideally I'm hoping to go back home to my dimension and take back a level of technology to there that's light years ahead of where we are now. I'm hoping to get very rich off of that actually," I told her honestly. "But...?" "But?" I asked. I watched her eyes change for a moment, before she said, "You won't be the size of a baby there?" "I wasn't before," I told her. "I used to be six-feet tall before I came." "What happened to the other three feet?" she asked deadpan. "Wish I knew!" I told her. Somehow we came to a truce that I really was a big girl... just with some impediments. We just had to get past all of the base of nanny bot coding she had - which unfortunately was a lot! Since then we'd become pals I guess. I'd even been able to work on isolating and removing the coding that she relied on that made her believe all littles were nothing more than babies! Yesterday I'd asked her to help me distract Amanda while I created this project. My only concern was the fear that Tessa would notice the hidden project - but so far no one said anything! While I watched the final few minutes of printing I thought back to the rest of my past few weeks. I had gone to a couple more Lambda Delta Pi events over the past weeks, about one a week, and I believed I'd be receiving a bid from them at some point in the spring when they did their official recruitment drive. Emerson allowed their fraternities to have freshman join in the fall, but for some reason forbid the sororities from doing so until second semester. Double standards against women were rare in this dimension compared to back home, but this was a case where for some reason they did exist! All-in-all my time at Emerson really was beginning to settle into what I had hoped it would be. Yes I was diapered, yes at home I received a lot of baby treatment... but I could honestly say I loved the attention. It was like I was what the universe revolved around, and every diaper change, feeding, or cuddle made me feel amazingly loved. My classes and the material were everything that I hoped they would be, and as far as I could tell I was on the way to having all A's at midterm. The only thing that kept my time from being happy was the loss of Bella. Since the last attack everything had gone silent as far as anyone could tell. No one seemed to be watching us, no one had attempted to break in, and no one had hacked or bugged us as far as we could tell. I had a feeling though that wouldn't last, so that's why I trained as hard as I could with Grandpa, and that's why the secret project in the back of this artwork was so important to me! When it was done I looked at the grad student whose mouth was still open. "I can't believe you made that..." I smiled. "Well, technically the printer made it, I just told it what to do. Do you happen to have a box I can take that in?" I asked in a quiet voice. "Why?" "Surprise? Remember?" "How are you going to keep a secret from your mommy?" He asked. I sighed. "Please, can I have a box?" He gave me a weird look but a moment later came back with one that would fit the frame. It was thirty-six inches long, and thirty inches tall, so as wide as I was, and almost as tall as me, but it was fairly light inside the box. The print job was ten inches thick to make the image work with my other plan, so it was a bit awkward to handle. My nanite enhancements helped me to be able to easily pick it up though. "I'm done Mommy!" I said to Amanda. She came over and collected the potties with a smile. "These are adorable - maybe you should market these?" "To who?" I smirked. "I'm pretty sure there aren't many other littles my size! And, any Amazon my size probably can't even sit up on their own yet!" She nodded as she grabbed my under my armpits and lowered me to the ground. "What's in the box?" "Surprise, please don't open it?" I asked. "Why a surprise?" "Really Mommy?!?" I told her with a smirk. "Daddy told me tomorrow is your birthday. Now can you please be a good mommy and not open it until then?" She laughed and said, "Sure," and I followed her into the elevator that carried us upstairs where we deposited one of the three potties in her office. It was Thursday and I was going to Grandpa's studio next where we'd drop off another one for there, and give him the other to take to their house. After promising me to not open the box, she taped it shut in front of me in her office, before she took me to my session. I was able to have a good two-hour workout with him before his students arrived in the afternoon. Each week I had gotten better, stronger, more agile, and I could hold my own with most of the students there. I'd only had one girl, Grace, a ten-foot tall seventeen year old, who had managed to truly annihilate me every time we sparred. Each time she defeated me she took the opportunity to deliver a few swats to my diaper and whispered. "Bad Baby!" Grandpa didn't say anything about it when he saw it, so I kept silent and didn't complain. A hostile Amazon would bare my butt and hit me a lot harder! I still had fears of those stupid mechanical devices because of my first time! By the time Fred picked me up to go home we found that dinner was on the table. I enjoyed the good meal of chicken cacciatore. I appreciated that Amanda let me feed myself with my small utensils. It was really good, but dinner was still awkward and quiet with Bella's empty high chair still at the table. When we finished dinner she checked my diaper. "Fred, can you change her before she works on her homework?" "Sure," he said and took me from her arms and lovingly carried me up the stairs to the nursery. "Do you have wrapping paper?" I asked Fred as he pulled the tape off one side of my diaper. "Umm... That's a mommy question..." "So what do you wrap her presents with?" "Oh... umm..." I smacked my forehead. "You did get her something?" I hissed. He nodded. "I just didn't plan to wrap... I have a gift bag." He thought for a second. "Hold on, I have an idea of where she might have it." He disappeared for a few minutes and came back with a huge roll of wrapping paper and a roll of tape. I had him set it on the floor and then shooed him out. "Keep Mommy busy for a little bit?" I asked. "How?" "You'll figure something out..." I shook my head but didn't want to give him any suggestions aloud. I'd had enough awkward moments of being in the room with them kissing each other passionately! 'At least they haven't had sex with me in the room...' I used my phone when he was gone to hack the camera and loop it so she couldn't see what I was doing. If she asked I'd lie to her and say that I didn't want her to ruin the surprise! I used my knife from inside of my left shoe to open up the tape before pulling out the present and admiring it for a moment. I really was proud of how it came out! The three-dimensional piece of art looked like we were pieces in a diorama or something. I was really thinking that I should find a way to take back their level of printing technology so I could make these back home. Art collectors would probably go nuts over them, and pay a fortune for something like this! I had the other purpose though with the print job and turned it over to pull loose a panel that was about twelve inches long and four inches wide. Inside the panel was a functional casing for a new defensive idea I'd had to upgrade the gun in my switch. I quickly pulled the fifteen small slugs out and a small syringe. I examined them for a second before I hid them and the panel piece in a back area of my closet. The back of the picture didn't look like anything was missing, and I now had the last pieces of a project I hadn't stopped working on for three weeks completed! I put the picture back into the box - the grad student had picked a good one for wrapping it really, and then used the wrapping paper to quickly wrap her present. I was done and handed everything to Fred when he came back upstairs. I noticed the lipstick on his face and smirked. "Thanks for distracting her Daddy," I told him. He smiled. "It wasn't like it was a terrible ordeal." "Definitely doesn't look like it." I smirked. "Might go check the mirror." He patted me on the head and I watched him go down the hall out of sight before I began working on = my last bit of homework for the next day. I had my first calculus exam scheduled for the next morning, and didn't want to get anything less than a hundred on the exam... MY CALCULUS EXAM had seemed very easy to me. All of our tests were done on a type of advanced PDF file that we downloaded onto our tablets in an app. We could make our notes, write our answers and work, or just select a multiple choice answer depending on the question. I really liked the way they worked after I got used to them! When I finished a button passed in my test digitally to the professor. I stood up and began putting my booster seat and supplies away, noting the diaper I was wearing was wet and consciously letting go a bit more into it. I could see several of my fellow classmates didn't look like they were doing so good - including Megan's friend Raileigh. I knew that I had finished my test early, but given I had already taken my time rechecking everything three times before turning it in I knew I should be okay. When I pushed open the door to the lobby outside where Megan was waiting for me. "How'd your test go?" I shrugged. "Hopefully I'm not jinxing myself, but I thought it was really easy." "You thought that was easy?!?" Raileigh asked in disbelief appearing behind me. "Hi Megan," she added. I nodded and shrugged. "Remember I told you that I could have tested out of this semester too... I just decided to make sure I knew everything I needed for the fourth semester." "I wish you could help me..." she said. "Why can't I?" I asked her. She gave me a look of an incredulous stare... "Because... umm... you're a little? And I'm a big?" I giggled. "So?" "Her mommy would probably be willing to let you study with her at home," Megan said. "But what would everyone else say? I was so bad at math that a little could help me learn my times tables?" She looked near tears. "Does it make it any better than I'm not from this dimension?" I asked her. "Besides, who cares who helps you as long as you pass your classes and get your degree?" She looked contrite then. "I'll think about it..." before adding, "I'm going to try the TAs first though..." I shrugged. "The offer stands if you change your mind." I looked at Megan. "Ready to go to the birthday party?" "Yeah, I'm looking forward to ribbing my sister about almost being forty. Last year before she starts heading downhill!" I laughed. "You know that's not nice, and we'll both catch up with that number eventually, right?" "Hey, if I have to be the 'baby' sister, then I at least get to make fun of my sisters getting old!" I held my arms up to her and she laughed. "I know that you can walk..." "But, I'm cute, right?" She tickled my side as she placed me on her hip and walked down the sidewalk. She waved at some friends she knew as we passed by, and others waved at me. Several littles stared and looked nervously at me as if believing I was playing with fire. By then though all of the littles on campus knew that I was adopted and cavorted with Amazons regularly. Many littles resented me for it, and still more I suspected were jealous for my situation since I still had a sort of normal life. Out in the parking lot Grandpa Joe waited to take us to a restaurant I hadn't been to. Fred was meeting us with Amanda and would bring my present to her with him. As she pulled the car door open Megan put her hand on my diaper. "Change now or at the restaurant?" I looked around at the passing littles and said, "Restaurant?" "Kay," she said as she buckled me into my car seat and then sat down in the passenger side up front. "Hi Dad," she told him with a hug. "Good week at school?" he asked. "Mostly," she said, "Had a few issues with one of the girls in my dorm, but nothing flipping her on her back didn't fix..." I wished I could see her then to see if she was smiling, but squeaked a "What?" Grandpa Joe chuckled, but asked, "What happened?" "Oh she just seems to have a bad case of baby fever. Since I'm smaller than she was she thought I might need some special attention. I made her see the error of her way though..." Grandpa sighed. "Be careful Megan, I've heard of them putting troublesome mids in with the littles at Emerson before, and you're not much bigger than that cutoff point..." "I know Dad, but I'm sure it's done now. Trust me, she learned her lesson..." I sensed there was more to the story, but we arrived at the restaurant and Megan came around to get my backpack and me. None of the others had arrived yet, but we went inside to get a table. "How many?" the hostess asked Grandpa. "Five adults and one highchair please," he told her. "It'll be about ten minutes," she told him. "That's fine," he said. "Dad I'm going to go change Stacy," she told him. "Kay," he said and I held tight as she carried me into the ladies restroom. A mother was just opening a little boys diaper up on the changing table then. I looked away and looked at Megan's face as we waited for the changing table to become available. "What a good baby boy in his wet diapee!" the lady baby talked to him. "I still haven't decided if you'll stay a boy though. If you don't make mommy a present by the time we get home like we talked about then I might just decide a little girl like her would be more fun! Think of the pretty dresses you could wear!" The poor little was crying at that point and a quick glance back showed that he definitely had one of those damn inflating pacifiers in his mouth. The diaper she fastened around his waist was a pink princess one and I felt bad for the poor man being tortured. He looked to be in his thirties and terrified of his fate. She put a boys shirt and pants back on him before saying. "All yours," to Megan. Megan pulled a changing mat out of my backpack and laid it down before putting me on top of it. As she lifted my skirt up and pulled the diaper open the lady took a look at me and said to her little. "Just think if you had those parts instead. I wouldn't have to worry about you peeing in my face anymore..." I blushed and put my thumb in my mouth hoping to hide from reality just then. Thankfully she walked out and I had a dry diaper on quickly. "What a bitch!" Megan said as she finished up. I nodded in agreement as she washed her hands and held me next to the sink to do the same. Outside we found everyone else had just arrived and were being seated with Amanda on one side of me and Megan on the other at long table. Fred sat next to Amanda opposite of her dad, and Granny sat opposite Amanda. "Happy Birthday Sis!" Megan said as we sat down. She handed her a small present to add to a small pile at the end of the table. Mine, a bag I knew had to be from Fred, and another bag from her mom already sat there. "Who's the birthday girl?" the waitress asked when she came. "My Mommy," I told her and pointed at Amanda. "Wow!" the waitress said patronizingly to me. "How old do you think she is?" "Don't you know you never ask how old a lady is?" I responded. "Smart little girl," she told me with a smile. "Of course a little girl like you doesn't need to trouble yourself over big numbers, huh?" I just turned my head and looked away from her then so I didn't say anything I would regret. Of course as a little in a highchair, the condescending waitress certainly wasn't going to give me a menu, so I looked over Amanda's. In the end I decided to share a fried steak plate with Megan. "My niece and I'll be sharing," Megan said after she ordered. "would you please bring a plate for her when you bring my food?" "Sure thing hon, I know that little baby girl probably can't eat all that much!" She paused. "You sure you don't need me to tell the chef to puree it?" "We're sure," Amanda said with a bit a hiss. I turned red, but endured until she was gone and we all talked about other things. Cassie and Chloe had been invited, per the family rules, but had chosen not to because they couldn't find any babysitters. I assumed that none of them wanted to put up with the abusive parents... When everyone finished eating they began passing Amanda the presents one at a time. She opened Megan's small box first and pulled out a classy purple stylus that featured an Asian butterfly design hand painted all along it. It was really pretty, and from Amanda's 'wow' I guessed it was something she appreciated too! She hugged Megan with a thank you before opening her parent's gift. Inside was a charm bracelet with two hearts tagged onto it with Bella and my names on it. She wiped away tears and said, "Thank you," to both of them. I could just see Fred on the other side of Amanda, and noticed he was squirming on the other side and I wondered if their gifts had just been duplicated. "Great minds think alike," he said as she opened up the bag and a long necklace box. Inside was a necklace with two hollowed out heart pieces that had a single jewel apiece, and our names engraved on each of them. She wiped more tears, but turned over and hugged him. "Thank you Fred, I love them both," she said. It was time for her to open up the box then and get mine. "That last ones from Stacy?" Granny asked. "Yes, and she did a good job of getting me to not know what it was. I think she even enlisted a certain holographic AI to distract me yesterday?" She smirked at me. I put the most angelic face together and said, "Mommy I would neeeever do that!" She reached over and tickled my stomach. "I can't wait to see what it is." She pulled at the wrapping paper and then opened up the box to pull out the picture. I heard breaths catch all around me as they saw it. "Oh my god, that's beautiful!" Amanda's Mom said. "How on earth did you make that?" Megan asked me incredulously. Amanda just had tears fall then and picked me up out of the highchair to hold me tight. "Thank you Stacy," she said. "Somehow we'll be a family again," I told her. She just squeezed me tighter for a while before asking, "Really... how in the world did you do that?" I giggled. "It's just programming, it wasn't difficult... It just took some time," I told her. The waitress appeared with a birthday dessert for Amanda and said, "Wow, that is beautiful! Where did you buy that?" Amanda squeezed me. "My daughter made it for me," she said. The waitress looked at Megan. "Surely you aren't old enough for this girl to be your little girl?" Everyone at the table laughed and I looked to see both Megan and Amanda turning red. "She's not her daughter, that's her baby sister. She's talking about her little girl in her lap." The lady looked at me like I had thirty eyes or something then, but said, "Well, you're definitely talented." Everyone sang Happy Birthday before Amanda blew out a candle on the dessert. Somehow I guessed her wish without ever asking her. 'I wonder if everyone at the table shares a wish if it is more likely to come true?' I thought to myself with a sigh. She was nice and shared a few bites of her dessert with Megan and me, before everyone decided it was time to go home. Amanda had donned both the bracelet and the necklace while we sat at the table. I looked at Bella's name dangling in front of me sadly as she carried me to the car. My diaper was wet, but she decided to wait until we got home to change it, sparing me another encounter with crazy amazons in the bathroom. Once we were home she carried me straight to the nursery while Fred gathered everything from the car. As she changed me, "I don't think I've ever received a more thoughtful gift Stacy," she told me. "Not to mention one that's probably worth a small fortune. Really, how did you actually make that? That wasn't just simple programming!" My rear was up in the air with a wipe on it making it a bit awkward, but I answered. "I used a depth mapping software to determine distances to the focal point of the photo. After that it was a few equations to pull the figures out far enough, yet leave the background distant. Then it was really just a matter of coming up with the shape for the printer and using the right colors on the top coat of each layer." "You should make more things like that... You could become a famous artist selling artwork like that." "Surely someone else already does that on a regular basis?" I paused. "I got the idea last weekend in the art gallery." She shook her head. "That was done by hand and didn't look nearly as good." I had thought it looked awesome myself, but I wondered if that was just a mothers pride saying that. Amanda changed me into a cute romper before she carried me back downstairs, where Fred was already hanging the picture in the most prominent place in the living room. Once it was hung they held me in a hug and we all stared at it together for a long while. Eventually we sat down and watched a movie on the couch before she bathed me and nursed me to sleep. FOR ONCE THERE was supposed to be a quiet weekend for us. I had studying and homework to do, but not much else was planned. Amanda came into my nursery and leaned down to check my diaper where I was at in front of my computer. "Let's change that diaper before it leaks?" I looked down and realized it was indeed much more soaked than I had realized. When I woke up I had enjoyed a nursing session from her before breakfast, along with a latte bottle... It apparently made its way through! As she carried me to the changing table I reflected that it wasn't so much that I lost the feeling over going the past month- and-a-half, sd much as I just got in the habit of going and not caring. 'Potty training after a few more years of diapers may be difficult,' I admitted. She pulled the snaps of the romper she'd dressed me in open and wiped me clean, and taped me into a new diaper quickly. "I need to go get groceries Stacy, do you want to come?" "Is Daddy staying home?" I asked. She nodded. "He's working in his office on some paperwork, so you can stay if you want..." "I'll stay here," I told her. "You shouldn't just play on the computer all day you know..." she told me. I sighed. "I know, but... I don't like grocery stores here..." The last time I had been at the grocery store I had seen four separate newly kidnapped littles being paraded to the diaper aisle, three more littles being pushed around in messy diapers while their 'mommies' told them that if they were good they'd get changed that night, and five other Amazons took the time to get their jollies on me when they figured out I was a little. That wasn't including the poor ten or eleven year-old Amazon girl was paraded in just her wet pants to the diaper aisle, spanked, and promptly diapered in front of the entire store. I felt terrible for her as it looked like several of her classmates had been taking pictures and videos of the whole thing... I still didn't understand how that wasn't a case for police or CPS to be involved! No, I most definitely did not like Amazon grocery stores! She looked at me but nodded. "That last trip was a little brutal..." "Thanks for understanding," I hugged her as she sat me up after snapping my romper back shut. "You're welcome," she said and sat me down on the ground. "I'll be back in a little while then. Behave!" "Yes Mommy!" I told her with a smile and watched as she walked downstairs. Avoiding the grocery store hell also meant I had time to work on my other project. Knowing for certain that Fred was down the hallway meant I could get started, but I just about had a heart attack as I started to stand to move and he appeared. "Stacy I need to go mow the lawn, do you need anything?" he asked me while simultaneously holding a bottle of juice out to me. "I should be good Daddy!" I told him. "You want to come downstairs with me?" "No thank you, I have my toys in here," I smiled at him as I took the bottle. I took a nurse from it as he turned around and made sure the baby gate was latched to my room. As soon as I heard his footsteps past the stairs, I moved to the closet and pulled out my project from yesterday. I placed the parts on the ground and then dug through some of my original backpacks pockets, finding a small multi-tool that I had almost forgotten I brought. Then I pulled the Switch from my bag and got to work on the weapon inside. I carefully pulled out the small lead slugs from each of the bullets in the clip. I was able to then carefully replace them with my new custom made projectiles. 'I just hope these work if I need them...' I thought to myself while fiddling with it. There were definitely moments where I wasn't sure a bullet was going to go into the casing, and one collapsed before I got it loaded, but I made progress fairly quickly. I had just finished up filling up the slugs and placed the switch back in my bag when Amanda came home. I opened up a window of my project for her class before she came in. "How's the homework going?" She asked. I shrugged. "Okay I guess..." "Want to go for a swim?" She asked, "We're supposed to get a cold front in next week and it'll probably be your last chance to swim in our pool until spring?" I saved my work and jumped up. "Please!" Fred joined us in the pool that afternoon after finishing the lawn. Mainly the two of them watched as I counted three-hundred laps swimming back and forth in their pool. When I finished I was exhausted, but felt relaxed, turning to float on my back gently by Amanda. She smiled down at me and then suddenly dove for me and initiated a tickle attack. "No..." I squealed after several moments of torture. "You done swimming fish?" "I'm a dolphin," I stuck my tongue out at her. She poked my nose and then carried me out of the pool then. "Thirsty?" I nodded and happily accepted the option to nurse from her. As I sucked at her nipple I couldn't help but feel loved and comfortable. Since we had resumed my nursing a few weeks ago I hadn't had many problems from her milk. I did tend to have some looser stools if I nursed too much on one day, five or more times we discovered seemed to be a real problem point, but otherwise I maintained my control with a few times and was able to just enjoy the very soothing act of nursing from her. I fell asleep nursing her second breast after all of the activity and the milk hit my system. I woke up from my nap just before dinner and checked my phone for text messages. I saw one from Meg. "Hey Stacy, I'm lonely," that she'd sent just a few minutes before. I wiped the sleep out of my eyes and responded. "What about hanging out with Laura?" "Her nest is grounded for some reason," she replied. "That stinks," I said. I really wanted to type sucks, but another little had her texts searched the week before and had multiple demerits awarded for her language... Not to mention the very painful spanking that she had told us all about on the last day she'd been an a college student. The poopy diaper in seminar class had finished her demerits... I thought for a second. "Mommy?" I called. She appeared a moment later. "Yes Stacy?" "Do you think we could get Meg to come over for the night?" "Why wouldn't Megan be able to come over?" She asked confused. "Not your sister Megan, my little friend Meg," I told her. "Oh..." she said thoughtfully. "Is that the one that is the only one left in her nest?" I nodded. "The one you helped save that day too..." She grimaced. "I don't know if they would let her or not..." a moment later she pulled her phone out and asked, "What's her nest mothers name?" I passed that along to her and she made a call on her phone. "Hi, Jackie?" she paused. "This is Amanda Westerfield. How are you doing?" I listened to the conversation for a few moments before she got to the point. "My daughter Stacy was wondering if one of her friends could come over for a sleepover tonight?" "Yes, I'll make sure that both little girls are in bed by their curfew time," she told me and winked at me. "You'll call her nest mother and let her know?" she said with a smile. "Thanks!" and hung up. "Well let's get you into your uniform real quick and go pick up your friend?" She suggested. Meg was in disbelief when I told her that we'd be coming for her. She'd just responded with, 'OMG, THANK YOU!!!!' We had to go to the dorm to pick her up, but I was glad her room was on a different floor than my nest. Especially if there was a punishment being meted out there... At her doorway I could see places where names had been removed from the door and all that remained was Meg's. It was almost a surprise to see her room looked so empty, but definitely a surprise when I realized her nest mother was the one that had been such a witch to Megan when she picked me up. 'Poor girl...' I thought to myself. It really was surprising she was still free of any demerits. "Hi, I'm Professor Westerfield," Amanda said while holding my hand at the doorway to the nest mother. She was standing there looking at Meg with a small suitcase. "Hi, Dean Sanders said you were here to take Meg. I'll enjoy the night off! Thanks for babysitting her for the night!" "Umm... You're welcome," Amanda said curtly. "You ready?" she asked Meg. "Yes Professor Westerfield," she said contritely. I could tell she was nervous right then about going home with an Amazon. It was everything you were not supposed to do after all! "Thank you for getting me!" she told me with a hug once we were clear of her room. "You're welcome," I told her and returned the hug. "I just hope Laura isn't mad that I didn't take her home first..." "She's not in any condition to go this weekend..." she told me with a whisper. "I'll tell you about it when we get to your house." "Okay," I told her. She walked beside me and Amanda followed us both to the car. Amanda wasted no time in picking me up and putting me in my rear-facing car seat. "That diaper needs changed when we get home," she told me. I nodded. "Okay." "Come on Meg, I have another car seat on the other side," she told her and then picked her up to put her into Bella's car seat. We both teared up for a second when we looked at each other, but Amanda didn't say anything as she picked her up to buckle her into the car seat. "Rear facing?" She did ask once the door shut. "You're shorter than Bella was, it's safer," I told her in the moment before Amanda had her door open. She grimaced but looked at me through the mirror and screen that was on the seat above us. "Thank you again for getting me," Meg told Amanda when she started driving. "You're welcome Meg, I think you're probably a little bit safe now though. If your nest mother loses you she won't be able to continue to have her own nest, right?" I looked over at Meg who was shaking her head. "She would just double up with another nest mother. They take turns each week on certain nights. I think some of them prefer it... But she has a good thing going with just me to take care of and I think she's inherently lazy. She'll probably hold out for us being on our own as long as she can." I nodded at that. "I know Megan doesn't like Meg's nest mother," I told Amanda. I told her about the incident from a few weeks back and she nodded. We were home soon though and Amanda said, "Okay girls, diaper changes first, then you two can stay up for a while in your room Stacy or watch a movie downstairs." "How about a movie?" I asked Meg. "Those aren't safe though...?" she said. "The ones we have to pick from are," Amanda assured her. "I won't expose Stacy to any hypnosis if at all possible," she added. "Okay," she said, "that sounds like fun!" Amanda picked her up out of her car seat first and sat her on the ground. I heard her give her the backpack she'd brought and the small suitcase before coming over to my side and picking me up too. She didn't put me down though, instead motioning for Meg to follow us inside. She clambered up the stairs awkwardly behind us with her rolling suitcase and stopped and stared at the sight of the nursery. "Whoa..." she said. I looked down at her as Amanda sat me down on the changing table. "Yeah, but it's pretty, right?" I said truthfully. "Yes it is I guess," she said and stepped into the room. I blushed as Amanda changed me as Meg looked on, but watched her blush more a second later. "Come on Meg, I said diapers earlier, I know that you're soaked too," she told her. "Umm... okay, thanks," she said. "Do you want some of your diapers or one of the ones I have that will fit you?" "Umm... what do you have? The dorm's aren't that comfortable?" "I have a regular Pamper, or a thick little's diaper?" "The Pamper?" She said as Amanda lifted her bottom up in the air. "Okay," she said, "Oh dear... did you change yourself earlier?" Meg's whole body blushed but she shook her head. "No, my nest mother did..." "She didn't wipe very good, you have a bit of a rash coming on here dear. Do you want me to put some ointment on for you?" I heard a whimpered, "Please..." from her. Fortunately for both of us diaper changes were done and Amanda left us alone for a moment after closing the gate. "So you sleep in the crib?" she asked. I shook my head. "No, the bed is mine. The crib was originally... but Bella took it when they adopted her." "What's..." she started but shook her head. "What's what?" I asked her turning around to look at her staring at the room. She held her hands out. "What's it like... being the baby?" I sighed. "I'm probably the wrong person to ask?" I told her. "Amanda and Fred are amazingly kind compared to what most people would be. I got really lucky with them..." "But still, you have to have done pretty much everything from what you told me?" I shrugged. "Well yeah... I guess the demeaning looks when you're anywhere, the mean treatment from bigs, etc. really isn't much different than what you probably already get. It's embarrassing to use your diaper and have it changed in public... but again you've already been there?" She nodded. "It takes getting used to and at a certain point you have to accept that it's considered normal for you to be babied, and then just let go of that embarrassment. Bella told me she had pretty much always known at some point she would be adopted..." I shrugged. "I'm not going to lie and say that I don't appreciate being cuddled and every need taken care of sometimes though?" She nodded. "You're right... it's inevitable unfortunately." "What happened to Laura and our nest?" I asked. She smirked. "Well apparently someone decided it would be a good idea to spike the nest mother's food with laxatives..." "And it was one of them?" She shrugged. "I personally think it might have been my nest mother... She laughed an awful lot about it." She paused. "Anyway, they were all given suppositories last night, early bedtimes for a month, grounded in their room except class and a quick trip to the dining hall together... it's pretty bad." "That sucks," I told her. Amanda came back right then. "Stacy..." she warned me on the language, before she led us downstairs for dinner. She gave Meg the option of just using some books as a booster seat, but she chose instead to use the high chair. She declined the bib and bottle though, taking a sippy cup without a word against it. She seemed surprised to see me eating my own food by myself through dinner. Not long after finishing I was sat down to stand next to her on the floor, and about to go get comfortable in the living room when I felt the need to poop. I walked to the potty that was sitting there and grimaced that it would be in front of Meg, but pulled the tabs of the pamper loose and sat down to poop. "Good girl," Amanda said and patted my head as she walked towards the sink. She helped wipe me up before gathering me in her arms to take me upstairs. "Fred, can you clean out her potty?" "Sure sweetie," he said. "Speaking of potty, do you need to Meg?" She blushed and said, "I already went..." "Well come on then, let's get you in a dry diaper, before you two have your slumber party." She nodded and came upstairs with us. Amanda changed me into a princess diaper then and used another on Meg. "What pajamas did you bring?" she asked her. The short set she brought wouldn't fit over the thicker diaper so she ended up using one of Bella's footed sleepers on her instead. I was dressed in the matching one and we went downstairs to watch the movie. "Okay you two, please give me your phones so no one can know you're still awake," she told us both with a smile. I nodded and encouraged Meg to give hers up. Amanda and Fred gave us some space then as the movie started and we lay next to each other on the floor looking at the screen. "Do you think I'll get lucky enough to have nice parents like yours?" She asked me suddenly as an alien blew up in the movie. I shrugged. "I don't know. Hopefully you can graduate first?" She nodded. "I hope so." We talked about some parts of being adopted for a while, and I made sure she knew it wasn't all fun and games. I told her about my 'cousins' and all of the terrible things that had been done to them. She seemed to think it was partly their fault for not being 'good' and 'accepting' it. She felt like things always went worse for those that fought it. When the movie ended she was already asleep so Amanda carried her upstairs. "Her diaper should last through the morning," she told me. To my surprise though upstairs Meg woke up in a bit of a panic. "Put me down! Put me down!!!" she cried. Amanda did to her surprise and she figured out where she was and turned red. "I'm sorry, I..." "Don't apologize, I understand," Amanda said, "How about we change that diaper then get you both tucked into bed?" She nodded and the diaper that had been possible to last was clearly no longer so as I could smell the poop. "I figure you can have Stacy's bed and she can have the crib tonight," Amanda told her as she redressed her. "Actually..." Meg said. "Actually?" I asked. "Can I just use the crib, and Stacy sleeps in her own bed?" I watched Amanda smile. "Sure," she told her and put her in the crib and pulled a blanket over her. "Good night," she told her. I wasn't changed right then as I think she knew I would be wetter soon. Amanda sat down in the rocking chair and whispered. "Do you want to do this tonight? We can wait?" I nodded and whispered back. "If nothing else she's wondering about it..." I told her while noting the eyes watching us through the bars of the crib. As soon as she presented me with a breast I stopped caring that a friend was in the room - all that mattered was sucking on the nipple and feeling it leak milk into my mouth with every suck. I must have been tired because I barely remembered being burped and switched. MEG SEEMED DIFFERENT after everything the next morning. She shook her head at my latte bottle, but more than anything I felt like she was probably envious of my family. If it wasn't for Bella's kidnapping I might have suggested Amanda and Fred think about adopting her, but there was no way with as raw as everyone's emotions were to even think about it. Just having another girl sitting in Bella's highchair sent my emotions for a rollercoaster ride. We dropped her off at the university just before noon so she could eat at the dining hall, and then we went to our traditional Sunday meal at Amanda's parents. There you could feel the palatable loss strongly in the bonds of the family. As much as I hated Chloe and Cassie, they at least had the good sense to not mess with me the past couple of weekends. Their horror over their sisters little being kidnapped was genuine; apparently the fear of it happening to them was strong! I still had to watch though in horror the things they did to their littles each time. At least the baby food Neville was getting hadn't been pushed to such extremes again. He was mostly getting spaghetti or beef stew baby food jars when I saw him each time. Amanda had mentioned that her mom had spoken with Cassie and urged her to stop becoming a monster... Before I knew it Monday was there and Amanda walked me to my Calculus class. "Megan said she may have some trouble making it back over here today to take you to Jennings. I'm going to try and get over here from my department meeting, but if I don't be careful going to class," she told me. "Walk with someone if you can..." I nodded. "Yes Mommy," I told her at the door of the class. "See you later," she told me and gave me a hug. "I love you," she added. I looked up and said, "I love you too Mommy," meaning it fully. She wasn't my real mom, but she was definitely the next best thing! She patted my padded rear and sent me into my class where I sat down and waited for the professor to start. When he did he said, "I graded all of your tests over the weekend," he began drawing a bell curve on the board. "The worst grade was a thirty-three percent," he said making a mark. "The best grade was a hundred percent," he said making another mark. "The second best test grade was an eighty-three percent." My heart sank as he basically explained where the grades fell and how he was grading the test. "Normally I would add points to the highest grade until it was a hundred, then add that across the board." I grimaced knowing the 100 would mess with that. "Because of the perfect score that wouldn't work. So I'm going to instead take and subtract the second highest score from that hundred, and divide that by two. That means you all get a bump of eight-and-a-half percent on your grades." "Why'd you draw a bell curve then?" A student asked. "To show you that if I graded this test on a bell curve the how many of you would end up failing. Now if you'll all take your tablets out I'll send you back your graded tests." He pressed a button on his tablet and my test appeared on my tablet graded with a hundred percent. I smiled at that. All around me everyone started having hushed conversations about what they got. Eventually Kaileigh asked, "Umm... sir... I thought you said someone got a hundred?" "Yes they did," he told her. "Who was it, none of us got it..." I smirked when he looked at me. "Why that would be Ms. Westerfield there," he nodded to me. "What?!?" I heard various versions of amazement and jealousy. "You heard right, she's one of the brightest students I've had through this class. Before her test the highest grade on this particular test was a ninety before the curve." I could feel the stares through the rest of the class as he moved onto the next material. I took notes as class went on and completed any problems he put up on the board before he had finished explaining them since it was still review for me. I was glad that I was still ahead of where the class was going, and made up my mind to start working ahead in the book on my own. I didn't want to lose that edge! Leaving class I didn't see Megan or Amanda around and made the call to just walk to class by myself. I'd done it a few times in the last week since things seemed to have calmed down, but it still felt like the first times I was allowed to do stuff alone as a real kid. I kept my eyes out as I walked towards the Jennings building. I was halfway there when I looked up to see a surprised look on a face that took me a moment to recognize. "Stacy?" "Hi Doctor Nimitz," I said cordially to him. "You're out here on your own?" He asked, "Where's your Mommy?" I shrugged. "department meeting or something. I'm on my way to class," I said. "You shouldn't be on your own, you should at least have a babysitter," he said walking in front of me to stop my progress going to class. "I'm on the university grounds, it's just like going between classes at any other high school or junior high school. As long as I'm on school grounds I'm being watched," I said. I noticed a few littles were nervously walking well around us. "Be that as it may be, I feel like I should at least walk with you..." "If you insist," I said and began walking towards the building. I remembered back to him being another option instead of Amanda and Fred for foster parents, and was very glad I hadn't picked them. There was just something about him that gave me a bad vibe back then and when I'd met him for a physical before. My sense of not being able to trust him continued to grow and I tried to keep an eye out as we walked towards Jennings, being very glad that it was a public walk with lots of people around. Just before we got to the building though I felt a stinging sensation on my arm and looked up to see Dr. Nimitz putting something back in his pocket. The world spun and I felt hands catch me before I collapsed, saying "Gotcha!" ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I had to put a change in pace here with the storyline, felt needed to move things ahead. The next chapter is written, and there's I think one more plus an epilogue after that. Could be two more after the next one depending on how I end things off... but I definitely have to bring this to a close. It's already going to be split into 3 or 4 books I think when I get around to actually editing it down. 342,000 words where I'm at right now ending the chapter after this! Please leave a comment in the reviews to let me know what you think, I appreciate those of you who comment on each chapter! It helps motivate me - and I can use all the motivation I can get as I near the end here! Thanks for reading!