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You will want to read this story in order for it to make sense. As much as I don't wish to send readers away, I do want you to know that if diapers, bottles, and all that entails for babies doesn't interest you, this story most likely 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 36: Injunctions *************************************************** I WINCED AS I blinked my eyes. The lights seemed too bright, and I was confused where I was at that moment. I turned and saw Addison sitting in a chair, with... Kendra beside her?!? I noticed that a uniformed officer was present then too. If I was more with it, I probably would have immediately sat up and asked what was going on? As it was the anesthesia had kicked my butt quite hard! I assumed I was now a girl, and just hoped I wasn't screwed up any more than that. 'Wait...?!? Kendra is here?' I thought, looking back at them. "What are you doing here?" I asked with somewhat slurred speech. "Cameron, I guess you're finally coming out of that anesthesia," she said, "I'm here with this officer because there's been an injunction placed by Judge Ruth Jones on any modifications being made to you until your appeal is heard." I felt tears going down my face. "No modifications?" "None, until the appeals process is completed," the officer said, "Mrs. Stein and I will wait here with you to ensure that nothing happens to you inside of this hospital." I shifted my gaze over to Addison, who clearly looked perplexed. She didn't look angry at the turn of events, but she did wear her 'I'm worried' expression that I'd learned to read years ago. "What happens next?" I asked Kendra. "We have a hearing tomorrow in front of a different judge to see if the injunction can stand. Judge Jones' order carries through until then." I felt more tears go down my face knowing that appeals like these rarely went well for someone like me. "Thank you," I said simply as tears fell down my cheeks in relief. Kendra walked over to the bed and grabbed my hand and leaned over to whisper in my ear. "Behave, and be smart! We're going to get you out of this mess." She leaned down and hugged me, something which I returned half- heartedly due to the anesthesia. 'I hope I even remember this later,' I couldn't help but think. "Here, why don't you try drinking this down, Sweetie," a nurse said handing me a clear sippy cup that seemed to contain water. Kendra looked at her. "That is just water, right?" "Yes, ma'am, once an injunction is received, we wouldn't dare do anything else. Keep in mind the procedure we were about to perform normally isn't possible to be performed in this hospital against the patients' will anymore. Only the court order made it possible to perform that procedure without Mr. Sylvester's consent." I smiled at that. 'Saved just in the nick of time...' An hour later I was held by Addison as she carried me out to the car, followed closely by the officer and Kendra. "Ms. Harris, you have officially been served this injunction. Please ensure that no modifications happen physically to Mr. Sylvester prior to his appeal being heard and a judgement rendered." "Yes sir," she told him as she stood up from buckling me inside. Kendra waved at me forlornly as Addison drove away from the hospital. "Shit, Mom is going to be pissed," she said under her breath. I found myself rubbing the soft fleece fabric of the pink footed pajamas she had dressed me in. A pacifier had been slipped inside of my mouth before she closed the door, but I spit it out when she began driving. 'Maybe I have a chance here...' I thought. I MUST HAVE fallen back asleep from the anesthesia. I remembered having surgery and having that problem before. I might have been awake, but the drugs still weren't completely clear from my system! A large face was in front of me and I realized Addison was already back home and picking me up from the car seat. "Cammie, just to warn you, we are about to have company. Be careful what you say..." I looked up at her, and rubbed my eyes. "Who?" "My mom," she said. "Oh..." She reinserted the pacifier she had clipped to my outfit inside my mouth, and carried me inside. She took me upstairs, and then she paused as if considering which room to go inside. She shook her head and went inside the one I had chosen and laid me down on the changing table. I hadn't gone pee yet, and she noticed. "Do you need to go pee pee, Sweetie?" I looked up at her, thought about it, and nodded. "A little." "Can you be a good girl and go in your diapee so I can change you, and then you'll be in a dry diapee when my mom gets here?" It took some effort, and I had to sit up, but I managed to empty what was in my bladder from the IV fluids and the glass of water I'd had. "Good girl," she told me and pushed me back down on the table. The sleeper I'd been dressed in was unzipped and she pulled my legs out and pushed the onesie up behind my back so she could reach the diaper. I sat still as she ripped one tape, then the other, and then pulled the diaper open. I sat up and looked desperately with my eyes that my parts were still intact, before she pushed me back down. "Stay down," she said, "I guess I should have used the strap, huh?" I shook my head. "Sorry, I needed to see." I decided I didn't care who was listening in, who wouldn't want to see for himself?!? I looked at her face and noticed that she seemed hurt by that, but took one of the warm wipes and wiped my groin first, then lifted me off the wet diaper and wiped my butt. She held me up in the air another moment while she opened a new diaper and placed it underneath me. I was waking up a bit as she rubbed my diaper area down with some cream first, then folded the diaper over and sealed me in with the two tapes. She pulled the sleeper back down and pushed my feet inside before zipping me back up. She had barely picked me back up when a doorbell sounded downstairs. She sighed. "Come on, let's get this over with." During our time dating there had been plenty of moments I had been jealous of her having a complete family. As a little kid my mom had been everything to me until she died, and I couldn't imagine ever disparaging her honestly. It was clear to me though that Addy felt about the same as I did about her mom - something that was really sad to me. Addy gripped me tightly under my diaper and walked downstairs to the door. "Took you long enough," Aubry Harris told her daughter as she opened the door. "Where's Mindy? Don't we pay her to be here?" "She was in early this morning Mom; I don't need her waiting on me all of the time." Her mom looked like she was going to argue, but instead shifted her attention to me. The bottled color of her hair had never really changed in the years since we'd met, but I could tell it was gradually making her hair a bit more brittle and thinning it out. I debated about looking away from her eyes, but instead stared her down, biting down on the pacifier as hard as I could to avoid saying something I shouldn't. "How is it that this little brat isn't treated by nanites yet? Lynn swore to me her ruling would stand!" "I don't know Mom, but those two attorneys she used to work with did something. Do you know who this Judge is that put the injunction in?" Her mom's eyes made contact with me and she ripped the pacifier out of my mouth. "Who is this Judge?!? How can she possibly be stupid enough to go against me?" I couldn't help it. I laughed. And laughed. And laughed! My hiccoughs started then, and her mom looked like she wanted to hit me. "Give the brat to me, I'll teach him to laugh at me!!!" Addy backed away though and her arms wrapped protectively around me. "Mom, she's just been under anesthesia, is stressed from being struck down from being an adult, and has you yelling at her. You are not going to teach her anything." "Why you ungrateful little...!!!" Her mom looked like she might have been about to slap her then and I froze. "I'll tell you, but don't hit her." I managed to gasp. It startled her enough to snap her out of her rage towards Addison for a moment at least. "Who is this judge?" "Supreme Court Justice Ruth Jones." I smiled at her shock. "I'm lucky enough that she oversees this circuit." "That bitch!!!! The one who handed down the verdict against us four years ago?" I smiled at that. "I was happy to be on hand for that actually. Putting that molecule inside of stuff that you tested on Big children wasn't a smart choice?" "That's it! Let's take him to the office! I want to get this over with! I know you wanted a big preschool Little, but this one is going to be nothing but a baby." "Mom there's an injunction, I can't let anything physically be altered on him..." "There's an injunction against you, there's nothing against..." The doorbell rang differently this time, and after a moment I realized it was the gate bell. Addison looked down at me, at her mom, and then activated a screen on the wall. You could clearly see a marked car with a discrete lightbar sitting there. "May I help you, officer?" she asked as she shifted me again and pressed a button on the screen. "Ms. Harris, is Mrs. Harris there?" "Yes?" Addison said, not noticing her mom trying to get her not to tell him that she was there. "Would you please open the gate so we may come in?" "Umm... sure officer," Addison told him. "Why the hell did you tell him I'm here?!?" "I'm not lying to the police for you Mom." Her mom looked livid at that. "Young lady, do you remember who I am?!?" The doorbell rang then and Addison carried me to the entrance way and opened the door. "Good afternoon, how may I help you?" "Miss, I am Federal Marshal Branch, and this is Marshal Rayburn, you said Mrs. Aubry Harris is here?" "Yes sir," Addison said. "Right inside here," she added and led them to the sitting room that Mrs. Harris stood in. The two marshals were both large imposing men who I had no doubt could take care of any suspect they needed to. I was more surprised by the fact that the marshals were there though. I guess that meant another subpoena or order was being delivered. They introduced themselves to Mrs. Harris and said, "Ma'am, we are serving you this order from Judge Robert O'Connell, Chief Justice of the 6th Circuit Court. You are hereby ordered to have no contact with your daughter Addison Harris, nor the minor in her care, Cameron Sylvester, otherwise known as Camille Harris. You are not to come within five-hundred yards of them, nor to make any contact via electronic, paper, or other means. Failure to abide by the order will result in you facing consequences including jail time. Here is the order and at this time we will be escorting you off of Ms. Harris's property." "Just who the fuck do you think you are?" she swore at him. She looked at Addison. "Did you have something to do with this?" "Ma'am I can tell you this order did not originate from any request by your daughter. Now I would advise you to depart peacefully without any further statements. Failure to do so will result in us executing an arrest based on this order." I thought for a second that Addison's mom would argue. "Fine, I'll have my attorneys deal with this!" As she passed us, she glared at me like she wanted to strangle me. I involuntarily found myself leaning tighter into Addison's embrace then, as she walked out the door and one of the officers continued with her, the other stayed there. "Ms. Harris, you received the first order earlier, but this is a further one. You are also not to have any contact with your mom or anyone else from your family, or your family's company until this matter is brought before Judge O'Connell." "What about work?" "We know this will be an inconvenience for you and your company, but the judge's order stands..." "Shit, that's going to piss my mom off more than her order." "She's being informed of your restrictions at this time now too. Remember there are to be no physical modifications made to Mr. Sylvester." "Yes sir," she told him. The officer looked at me. "Unfortunately you are a minor, so you have very limited rights until this matter is concluded. The judge will ask you if all parties have complied though." I nodded. "Thank you officer," I said letting the pacifier slip from my mouth for the first time. "My uncle said to say 'hi' if I managed to serve this, with you present." "Your uncle?" "He works for the 3rd Circuit?" I thought for a minute. "He's your uncle? He's an awesome, really nice guy. I know Judge Jones had a lot of respect for him!" He laughed. "She must have a lot of respect for you too." Addison's mom's car sped out of the drive right then, and he said, "Well, I guess that concludes our business here Ms. Harris. Have a good afternoon," he said. Addison held me there for a second in the doorway before looking down at me and closing the door. She sat me down on the ground by the stairwell banister where a side table stood. I looked curiously at her as she pulled her watch and earrings off. She sat her phone down as well that had been jammed into her back pocket. She picked me back up without a word and carried me through the house to a backdoor I hadn't been through yet. I gasped at the sight of her backyard then. A massive brick wall surrounded what would be a couple acres of land. A separate fenced area contained an amazing playground set that any real kid would die for! The bigger feature of the backyard though was a fake waterfall mountain that rushed down into a massive swimming pool below. 'Stacy would have loved this...' I thought to myself. 'It looks like something from a theme park...' She didn't say a word until she got close enough to the waterfall that it was really noisy. She sat me down in a dry spot between some fake rocks, and sat across from me. "I'm glad that someone is looking out for you Cameron... Maybe we can get you out of this mess still, but who is this Judge Jones? My mom is going to be out for her blood?" I laughed. "I wish her luck. I interned and did a mini-clerkship with Judge Jones during Law School. During that time, she set a new precedent in a case of a Little that had escaped from Ames." Her eyes opened. "Wait, that's the same judge? My mom already hated her for that decision before she ruled against her company! You clerked for her?" "Just a short internship one summer." I decided not to tell her how close I was to her. I still couldn't trust her completely after all. "I told my partners to call her." She looked a bit shell shocked then. "What can she really do?" "Well, I'm guessing they already started the investigation into Judge Taney and will find out your mom is on a first name basis if they haven't already. It sounds like my being forced into being your baby is going to go on appeal as well." "I'm sorry about this Cam, I really am!" I looked up at her. "If you're so sorry about it, then help me! Don't make me dress like a baby? Don't make me dress like a girl?" She shook her head. "You don't understand... you never did..." "Then explain it to me!" I ordered her. "What hold can your mom possibly have on you that would make you encourage the awful atrocities SafeFoods is responsible for?!?" "She'll..." *************************************************** Chapter 37: Jurisdiction *************************************************** THE NEXT MORNING, I found myself being carried into a 6th Circuit Courtroom. I was still blushing from having endured an embarrassing change in the back of her SUV. The diaper was covered by a grey woolen dress with different patterns checked across it. The top of the dress featured a ruffle that went almost in a sailor's dress pattern, with a black bow randomly tied and sewn on my left collar. When I was allowed to stand, it came to midway down my thighs and barely covered the diaper. Addison was dressed in a sheath dress of the same material and pattern, making it obvious it was a set of 'mother and daughter' dresses. "Ms. Harris please leave Mr. Sylvester with his attorneys at the front," a bailiff ordered. "But..." "You may sit behind him," he told her. I was grateful to see Kendra and David, and gratefully accepted the hug from Kendra and the handshake from David. "What's going on?" I tried to ask while noting that Aubry Harris was sitting behind the other side's table, and one of her attorneys was with two other representatives at that table. "Well..." "All Rise!" I heard and saw a tall man with a bald head and graying sides coming inside the room in his robes. "Hear Ye, Hear Ye, Hear Ye, The Court of Appeals for the 6th Circuit Court is now open according to law. The Honorable Justice Robert O'Connor presiding." "You may be seated," he told everyone. The bailiff stood and said, "The first case on today's docket is Case number 61584903 Sylvester, Benson and Stein, and Harlan Law School vs. State of Ames, SafeFoods, and Harris. Mr. David Benson." "Objection Your Honor, Mr. Benson isn't on the Bar in the State of Ames!" "Your Honor I have in fact received my approval from the Bar Association in the State of Ames just yesterday, and I'm also credentialed in all of the other states in the 6th Circuit." "Overruled counsel," Justice O'Connor stated. "And may I be blunt? This isn't a standard courtroom. You're in a Court of Appeals - act like it!" "Yes, Your Honor," the attorney stated. "Your Honor today I seek an appeal of a ruling of Maturosis against my client by Judge Lynn Taney. Two days ago, she engaged in hostile conduct in her courtroom to throw out testimony and evidence by a lead witness in our case Fehler vs. Serendipity and Safe Foods. My colleague, Mr. Cameron Sylvester here, objected when the testimony was thrown out only due to the fact that the highly respected surgeon had defecated in her diaper on the witness stand." "We feel that first of all it shouldn't have disqualified her highly qualified testimony. Also, we have evidence that the witness was intentionally poisoned. I have submitted to the court signed affidavits from both Doctor Holly Nickerson, the witness, as well as Doctor Ivy Nickerson - her adopted mother, that it was highly unusual for her to have a bowel movement that time of day. Due to the unusual circumstances, they rushed her to the hospital to do a blood sample. When the hospitals lab ran the test, they discovered the foreign agents reported on the affidavit. We believe that someone from the defense placed a small amount of a cream that contained this agent onto the edge of the booster seat that was brought in for her. That substance then was then absorbed through Doctor Nickersons skin as she sat on the seat. The timing of her accident is consistent with the understood effects of the chemical agents, and the average time it needs to take effect." "Due to this illegal witness tampering, we feel that her testimony should not have been stricken from the record. Further the behavior of Judge Taney shows a clear bias of support for the defense. We are submitting exhibits three and four that show accounts of her discussions and communications with the head of the defense's corporations, Mrs. Aubry Harris before the trial. The two even most recently played a round of golf at their country club together the weekend before this hearing took place." Another document was handed over. "Further, we submit into evidence video footage obtained from the steps of the courthouse, along with synced audio recordings, of Mrs. Harris threatening Mr. Sylvester with having him declared to have a case of Maturosis. Further she made reference to him peeing his pants potentially in court. We believe that there was in fact an attempt at that made with the use of this device." David continued to lay out the strong evidence linking the strongarm tactics to the result in the courtroom. "We believe there is a preponderance of evidence that Mrs. Harris and Judge Taney conspired to give a verdict of Maturosis to Mr. Sylvester." "We hereby seek immediate relief against that diagnosis of Maturosis, or at least a continuing injunction for now to continue to prevent Ms. Harris and her mother from modifying our client from a male into a female against his will. We ask that also preclude any other modifications to his body or mind. Finally, we seek a change in jurisdiction for our related case." The red light went on in front of David and he stepped away from the podium. "Henry Johnson for the State of Ames," the Bailiff stated. I watched as the attorney stepped up to the podium. I found myself nervously doing what I could not to play with the off-center fishtail braid that Addison had put my long hair into earlier. The way she braided it left it sitting naturally across my left shoulder. The gray bow that was tied at the end was tempting to fidget with too, but I forced myself to put my hands back down on the desk and listen to whatever lies were coming. He didn't look all that confident though. "Your Honor, I have been asked to represent Little Protective Services as their representative in this case, along with I represent SafeFoods in the other pending case," he dug through his papers, clearly unprepared. "it seems to me that this is all a misunderstanding on the appellant's behalf. Of course, my client knows Judge Taney - they do belong to the same country club after all...?" I sat there and listened to him try and explain away the facts until the red light turned on. Judge O'Connor looked out at us and asked. "Mr. Sylvester, would you please come to the podium?" "Yes, Your Honor," I said and hopped carefully from the chair. I wasn't careful enough because the short dress flipped up, exposing the stupid pink diaper I was wearing. I walked to the podium with as much dignity as I could after that. The snickers in the gallery behind me didn't help things though. I was sworn in and he asked. "Mr. Sylvester, are the facts presented by your attorneys about Mrs. Harris behavior true?" "Yes, Your Honor. I was concerned enough at the time that I passed on that information to my colleagues and a few others people." "I'm aware... I most definitely had several phone calls on your behalf. The facts of this case are in fact quite glaringly suspicious to me, in particular to your being labeled with having a case of Maturosis. I have reviewed the court reporting of the day, as well as made a few inquiries. To my understanding you did not fight with anyone that day following Judge Taney's ruling?" "No, Your Honor. To be perfectly honest I have seen what happens when resisting occurs." He smiled. "Quite right you would have. All reports are that you have behaved as maturely as allowed under the circumstances, and that plays to your favor." 'Please tell me he's about to release me...' I thought desperately. "I cannot set aside a decision such as this completely without a good deal more investigation and information on my part. However, I am willing to give you a choice." My stomach twisted. "A choice, Your Honor?" "You can instead go into the care of Little Protective Services. They will find a suitable facility or foster home for you to stay in while we await a more informed hearing." "Your Honor, you said a choice?" "It seems to me that other than an attempt to physically modify you, that seems to also have been court ordered, you were in good hands with Ms. Harris?" "Umm... She didn't abuse me at least?" "No, and I don't think she will from what I've seen. If you wish to stay with her instead, I will keep the injunction against contact from her mother and you can stay with her until we resolve this? Hopefully in a few weeks' time?" "In diapers and dresses, Your Honor?" "Honestly you wear the dress well," he smiled in a way I could tell it was friendly ribbing. "It's probably better than foster care though?" I was about to respond when I heard a, "Your Honor," from behind me. "Yes, Mister Johnson?" "Our belief is that the injunction against contact from Mrs. Harris to Mr. Sylvester may be justifiable to the court, however if this plan goes into place, we request the injunction against Ms. Harris going into work be suspended? As a new mother she is entitled to her maternity leave, but she does have several very important deadlines coming up that may involve a trip or two to the office?" "Noted," the judge said and turned his eyes back to me. "The injunction against her mother would stay in place against contact with you, and only supervised contact between her mother and Ms. Harris. I will limit the order to those two. I understand there's a sister, it won't extend to her unless I learn it's necessary. It's that or foster care, because I can't rule against the Maturosis ruling today." "What about my attorneys?" I asked. "May I at least have a guarantee of being able to confer with them? Free of Ms. Harris or anyone else present?" "Those are your two options for placement; however, I am willing to put in place an hour of exclusive time with them when we conclude this trial, and their ability to monitor randomly up to four times per week for a minimum of another hour each time." I sighed. "Your Honor it's really not much of a choice, I'll stay with Ms. Harris for now." "Very good Mister Sylvester. Ms. Harris, Mr. Sylvester will remain in your care for now. The injunction against any physical modifications to him stands. He is not to be harmed! Take care that you follow the injunction to the letter." "Your Honor, very well, but I would ask that you allow me to at least modify his hair?" I gulped at that. 'What?' "Why?" "Honestly it needed cut when he was an adult." "Fair enough, but no shaved heads." She laughed. "No, Your Honor, my baby girl will always have long hair." "Hmm..." he sighed. "I should probably put an injunction against that too, but I don't want to overstep the bounds into how you raise your child. Be gentle with him." "Yes, Your Honor." "Your Honor?" Kendra said, "Is there any chance we can do something about the clothing she is forcing our client to wear?" He shook his head. "Since I still haven't overruled the Maturosis diagnosis his mother may dress him how she wants. As long as there's no permanent modifications made to him physically, she may dress him as she has. That of course includes appropriate absorbent underwear as she deems necessary." I sighed. 'Nice try Kendra,' I thought. "Mister Sylvester you may return to your attorneys. After they meet with you, Ms. Harris may collect you." I sighed, knowing that things could have gone way worse in foster care. At least in this case I didn't think Addison would maliciously maim me, and with the injunction hopefully her mom wouldn't get me... "I am setting another hearing on the case of Mr. Harris's status to be held in two weeks-time, my office will be in touch on scheduling. In the matter of Case number 384459322 Fehler and Others vs. Serendipity Industries and SafeFood, I am ordering a change in jurisdiction from Judge Taney to Judge Nathaniel Manasco for the duration of the case. The trial is ordered to restart with a new jury, with a special note that testimony is to be heard from the witnesses that Judge Taney dismissed - regardless of the state of their diapers. Further questions on the trial will be handled by my office." The stamp of a gavel was soon heard, and I turned to see David and Kendra giving me a look of uncertainty. I sighed. "Let's go find a room we can meet..." An officer walked up then. "Ms. Harris you may accompany Mr. Sylvester to the room where he will meet with his attorneys, but you will need to remain outside." I realized that Addison had been standing there behind me expectedly. "That's fine, but she's wearing a dress, would you please stop saying Mister? It's Cammie right now," she said a bit annoyed. "Ma'am the Judge has continued to address him as Mister, and I will as well." She sighed and reached for me. "Why don't you let him walk," Kendra said. She looked like she was going to argue, but I was a bit more grateful for that as I walked between her and David. It was embarrassing as hell to be standing next to David in his suit, and Kendra in her pantsuit, while wearing the juvenile dress. I wasn't that much shorter than David, so I figured he was probably as uncomfortable seeing me like that too. 'One step for someone doing the same to him...' The diaper I wore crinkled as I walked, but was still dry since I hadn't needed to go again yet. I was really not looking forward to a future need to poop again later this afternoon. Given my fasting the night before and yesterday I hadn't needed to do that since the first time. 'I doubt it's going to be any better the next...' We were led to a room and the bailiff told Addison. "I'll wait here with you for them. I'm beginning the timer now; you have one hour to speak with him." I followed Kendra and David into a small conference room and sighed with relief when the door shut. No one began talking at that point though, as David began sweeping the room for listening devices. There shouldn't have been anything, but given everything we were dealing with it was good to be cautious. "Clean," he said and began our own encrypted recording system to make notes. "How are you really holding up?" Kendra asked me as I sat down in the large chair across from them. "This sucks... And if you all don't get me out of this, I'm likely to have a forced gender change as soon as that injunction is lifted!" "Addison is the one that wants that?" "I was given a choice when I got to her house, I could live in the baby boy nursery with my teeth, motor skills, and potty training all taken from me, or I could live in the toddler girl room and maybe be allowed to wear Pull-Ups..." "Yeah... no choice, huh?" David said. I shrugged. "At least I got her to let me store some semen away... You guys got there just in the nick of time yesterday!" "Judge Jones did everything she could to move things along..." David said. "Any idea why they targeted you?" Kendra asked. "Addison and I used to date in college - well, most of college. I asked her to marry me, and she turned me down saying her mom forced her to break it off with me. I just didn't realize how much force she used...?" "What did she do?" David asked. "And how do you know?" Kendra followed up. "She told me about it last night..." *************************************************** Chapter 38: Reasons *************************************************** "SO, WHAT DOES she have on her?" Kendra pressed again. I grimaced. "Of course I don't know that we can verify this, but this kind of makes sense to me. This is what she said..." "She'll shrink and regress us remotely," Addison said. "How is that even possible?" I asked. "Remember when the lady in the waiting room said there was a password and things could be changed elsewhere?" I thought for a moment, but nodded. "Yeah, but to be honest I was more concerned with what was about to happen to me." "Sorry," she said sadly encircling her knees with her arms, and placing her chin on top of them as she stared at me. "The weekend before I broke up with you, Mom told me I had to come home and bring Danica too. We had just walked through the door when two of her researchers ambushed us and injected something into us. I managed to deck one of them, and shouted, 'What the Hell is going on?'" Addison sighed. "My mom just laughed, 'What's going on is that if you and your sister don't start shaping up, you'll be shaping down.'" "I asked her, 'What do you mean?'" "'Let me show you,' she said with this smirk I've always hated. Right then a girl who was a former friend of mine from high school was dragged into view. She was about ten feet tall, screaming behind a gag they had in her mouth, and had a red face filled with tears." "'What are you doing to Gina?!?' I shouted at her." "Mom said and pressed a button on a tablet she was holding, and said, 'This...'" "I couldn't believe it... she was screaming and shrinking before my eyes! Before I knew it, she was shorter than your friend Stacy! I could only tell her true height for a second though, because she fell over and couldn't even get up after that. She began wailing in a cry that didn't sound like an adult..." Addison wiped a tear from her eyes. "I yelled at her, 'Change her back!'" "'No,' my mom said, 'She was trying to turn us in on some things she found working for us in the office. She's going to get adopted by a nice couple tonight. She'll make a nice baby... just like the two of you will...'" "'Mom you can't do this to us!' My sister Danica had screamed back at her." "'Oh, I can... I don't want to, but I certainly will! If either of you don't behave, and do what I want you to, I'll have the code sent remotely to both of you so I can have a beautiful set of baby twin sisters for their big brother Matty. Now, first thing you're going to do, Addy if you don't want to be Baby Addy, is break up with that sniveling Little boy you've been dating!'" "Holy shit!" David said, "She injected her own daughters with that shit?!?" I nodded. "That's what she said." "Is that even possible to do?" Kendra asked. I shrugged. "She got the idea indirectly from Addison who deciphered some hints from a friend of mine. She figured out that the nanites she'd been injected with to alter her after her adoption were still in her body and active. By linking up to them, she was able to make some further alterations to herself." "Seriously?!?" ne asked. "Yes." I nodded. "You've kept that a secret?" David asked me. "Where is that friend now?" "Yes... not something most people should know. Let's just say she was a good friend, and she's outside of any control here now. She made it back home to her dimension at the end of undergrad." "What now? What if she does that to her?" "I don't know. First thing I do know is that I need you to contact Dr. Amanda Westerfield at Emerson, she's the expert in the field, and may have some ideas to help here." "Okay?" David said, "You sure you can trust her?" "With my life... Which I guess I am. With Addison I think we need to be careful how much you involve her so her mom doesn't take retribution. You need to find a way to take her and SafeFoods down permanently, and get rid of this nanite bomb waiting to happen." "Well, they've definitely given us a lot of leverage since they played their games. Judge Jones is pissed! She made it clear to us that if the case fails, we are to file an immediate appeal to her and she'll respond by putting another injunction herself. She tried to avoid being the one to do the injunction for questions." "Won't she have to recuse herself?" "If you were a blood relative yes, but the court has gotten very lax on recusals in the past fifty years. There's enough precedent in play that she can stay on any case - and that it might actually be her duty to do so since her vote and voice are needed to avoid a tie." "I won't turn down her help at this point..." I squirmed a bit, as I felt the need to pee badly coming right then. "Any chance you could sneak me to a bathroom?" Kendra sighed. "No, and the Maturosis ruling is still effectively in place, so I'm sorry... you are still in the care of your mommy, and she wants you in those cute diapers." "This sucks!" I complained. "Yes, it does, but make sure you keep behaving - it definitely was a point in your favor with Judge O'Connor. If you don't rock the boat, I think at the next hearing we can get you free of this." "I sure hope you're right... and that nothing else happens before then." I decided to stop being miserable and took a second to let out the pee into my diaper. I blushed red as I figured from Kendra and David's expression, that they knew exactly what I was doing. It was humiliating to be peeing in a diaper in front of my colleagues! A loud knock happened at the door. "Five minutes!" the bailiff shouted. I sighed. "I hope I'm still me at the end of this. I'm scared of what her mom will still find a way to do to me." Kendra stood and walked over. "I'm sorry Cameron, we'll find a way, I promise you!" "Look, even if this goes badly... you have to find a way to make her pay for Beth and the others. In the end I don't care about myself as long as she sees justice!" "We'll do everything we can," Kendra hugged me. "And we'll be by those four times to check on you!" "Thanks," I told her. "Time!" the bailiff said. I sighed and walked over to them and Addison who was waiting outside and immediately scooped me up. "You done?" She asked with some disdain towards them. "Yes Miss Harris. We'll be taking advantage of Judge O'Connor's times to check in on him. Please take good care of him, we want him back when the judge overrules this injustice." She snorted in a way that probably was about to land her in the hospital by Kendra killing her, but a shake from my head told her to let it go. "Looks like we have a wet baby girl here," she said loudly as she carried me down the hall. "Let's go change your diapee and then we'll get your nap in on the way home!" I looked at her, confused by the theatrics, but just sat on her hip with her hand on my butt all the way to the bathroom without another word. She took me inside the women's restroom and pulled down one of the wall-mounted changing tables near the entrance. She hooked the diaper bag to a hook on the side, pulled out a changing mat with her free hand, and placed me down on it. "Aww... who's a good baby girl?" She said with a smile. "I don't know how that judge can even think of you not being a baby girl with a wet diapee like this," she pulled my dress up to my chest and exposed the used diaper. She began tickling my stomach a little then without warning. "Aww... who's the cutest wittle baby?" I couldn't help but laugh while she was tickling me, and was silently trying to figure out what the hell was going on! I was annoyed when I felt my bladder twinge some more and release into the diaper before she finally stopped and pushed a pacifier into my mouth. She pulled another diaper out and had it ready to go as she removed the tapes from the wet one. I felt her grab my feet in her hand as a woman came and washed her hand in the sink nearby. "Oh dear, I think you have something a little extra on your little girl there!" The woman said. "Just for now, we'll take care of it as soon as we get through our little custody battle that we're having, huh?" she wiped my butt right then and I squirmed. "Sit still baby, we'll be done with your changie in just a moment, huh?" Her baby talking was getting old, and I was seriously afraid of what had happened while I was meeting with David and Kendra. She placed the new diaper underneath me and laid me down onto it. The woman came up closer then and said to her. "Your mom expects you to be nursing her tonight where she can see you. If you don't, you will be the one nursing..." She paused for effect there, then added. "You need to report to work tomorrow too." The woman reached around past her and touched me nose. "Be a good baby girl! That's all you'll ever be now!" I looked at the woman in shock and only had a moment of looking before she turned and walked out of the bathroom. Addison looked shocked for just a second and then finished taping the diaper shut, threw the old diaper away, and then sat me on the counter while she washed her hands. "Let's get going for that nap, huh? Then I guess I need to find you a good daycare to go to..." She carried me through the courthouse and I observed Henry Johnson standing around talking to the woman who had just been inside. Not that I had any doubts before, but I certainly knew now that her mom was going to be pushing things much harder moving forward! When she arrived at her SUV, she opened the door and gently placed me in the car seat. She had yet to give me anything other than a sippy cup, so I was surprised when she handed me a baby bottle with white liquid inside of it. "You need something to snack on here since we've skipped lunch," she told me. "and I'm sure you've got to be getting a bit dehydrated. Your diaper was pretty yellow..." "What is this Mommy?" I asked her. "Just some formula sweetie. Regular baby formula," she added. "It's not the stuff made for Littles." She saw my skepticism, and pushed my hand to bring the nipple to my mouth. "Be a good girl," she reminded me. Something in her look told me I needed to do it for both of our sakes, so I sighed and took the nipple inside my lips. It took a little bit of work to suck out of the nipple, but wasn't that much worse than a straw once I got a rhythm going. The taste was weird... it wasn't milk... it was different than that. It was a little bit sweeter than regular milk, and seemed a bit thinner than the milk I would buy in the store. As I sucked the liquid down, I just wished I could have some coffee instead! It was a big bottle for a baby, but since I was bigger than a real baby, or a Little by a bit, I finished before we were out of the city traffic. 'How the hell am I going to get out of this?' I wondered as I absently kept chewing on the nipple of the bottle. Something about the formula, the car ride, the stress, and everything else sent me down for the nap that Addison wanted me to take. WHEN I WOKE up, I was staring into Addison's shoulder as she was apparently picking me up. "Oh, I'm sorry baby, I didn't necessarily mean to wake you up," she said. I didn't respond, just taking my hands and wiping the sleet out of my eyes. Based on what she had told me we were doing, I assumed we'd be going home right then. Instead, we were at some park with a few genuine toddlers running around and playing. "Where are we?" "The park, Princess," she said as she squeezed me tighter. "I thought we could come play for a bit before we go home. I know you have your playset there, but I figured the park's always more fun!" She whispered. "I thought we might be able to talk here some too..." "There's no one following us?" I asked her. I noticed she didn't have my diaper bag on her. She seemed to only have me, and nothing else. "No, I lost them, you know how I drive." "I slept through that?" I asked. She smiled. "Guess you got used to Mommy's crazy driving years ago!" She carried me closer and I could see some swings. "How about a swing?" I shrugged. "Sure," I told her. She went to one that had a bucket style seat designed for young toddlers and deposited me inside. "How do I actually fit in this...?" "Sweetie, you've always been smaller than I think you knew. This is meant for probably up to a five-year-old Big, so you easily fit inside." I was a little surprised as she gave me a little push then, but couldn't help but acknowledge there was something nice about this. Getting into the spirit I said, "Higher!" She laughed and pushed me more fervently for a couple minutes before slowing it down to a gentler amount. "Sweetie, I don't know what we're going to do about my mom..." "What does she expect?" I asked her while keeping an eye out for any new people. So far it was just three moms watching two toddlers play in a sandpit, and another going up and down a slide a little way off. "Honestly? She's expecting me to start nursing you, which will make you lose your continence." "What else?" "What else?" "Yeah, what else does she want?" "Well, she has a few daycares she wants me to send you to one of them..." "Hypnosis there?" "Probably?" "What about the injunction?" "Are those really physical modifications?" "The breast milk would be?" "It's just a bad reaction to food..." "That's scary, that could apply to a lot of things." She suddenly stopped pushing me and picked me up and squeezed me tight. "I am so sorry Cameron, I never wanted to do this to you!" I could sense the tears by the shaking of her chest even before I looked up. I sighed. "I know you didn't... And no offense, but I really don't want you as my mommy for the rest of my life." "I never wanted that role with you either." "Did you really love me?" I asked curiously. "Of course! It's why I fought so hard for so long to stay with you!" I sighed. "Well, you should know I never really stopped loving you either." I didn't know what I wanted at that moment from her. "I figured... I hated breaking your heart that night..." "I guess I understand now... I wouldn't have wanted you gracing the covers of some baby fashion magazine nursing from your mother..." "Not like you are going to be now?" I laughed nervously. "I don't think that me being on a cover will be a problem. Now, the question is how do we get ourselves out of your mom's control?" "We can't?" "We can't? Or we just don't know how yet?" "Both?" "Okay, well we're going to have to get some more help. Hopefully that is coming, for now we probably should give you mom what she wants to buy us some time..." We talked for a while before she plucked me from the seat and said, "Okay I think we have a plan... you want to prove to me you can do this?" "Huh?" "Let's go play on the slide, and then the sand, silly!" "Oh," I said. She sat me down on my feet and said, "Can you be a big girl and use the slide all by yourself, or do you need Mommy?" I looked up at her and said, "Big girl!" I ran to the smaller toddler's size slide and began climbing up it. As I got to the top she waited at the bottom. "Come on, slide down to Mommy!" I forced a smile at first, but as I slid down it sort of became real. We played with the other playground equipment for a while longer before I started getting kind of tired of running around. I was just standing up from the slide when I felt the need to go poop come. I desperately wanted her to at least let me wear training pants, and she was thinking about it for the next day to help out with the plan - but made no guarantees yet. In the meantime, I knew the diaper was on, and it was expected I would use it like a good baby. The urgency was there, so with a sigh I paused and bent my legs. I squeezed, and at first nothing would come out, long built potty skills refusing to give in. I kept trying for a few more minutes, before eventually I felt the log start to push its way through. Once it started there was no stopping it! It kept filling my diaper, and I was out of breath and kind of dizzy when I finished. "Looks like someone made a boom boom!" one of the other kids' moms said nearby. Addison laughed. "Looks like it!" "Not in a hurry to potty train her?" "Nope, she's my little poop machine," she leaned over and pushed a hair that had come loose from the headband she'd used on me that morning back in place. "Sweetie you want to go on the slide one more time, then we'll go change your poopy pants?" 'No, I want changed now...' I thought. "No go!" "You can have one more time, go down the slide and then we need to get going sweetie." I knew I needed to learn to play this part, so I went and climbed up the steps one last time, feeling the warm sticky mass rubbing against my butt. I made it to the top of the ladder and forced myself to do the unthinkable, I sat and slid down! I could feel as it squished the poop all over my butt, and I knew Addison was going to have fun cleaning it all up. There was something though in the act of letting go right then that felt right. So, I decided to be a typical toddler and ran back up and snuck one more slide down the slide into her waiting arms. "You little sneaker," she said as she tickled me. "Stop!" I cried. "Let's go get your stinky butt changed and get home." She kissed my forehead and carried me to the SUV where she opened the back up. For the mess that I knew was in my pants, she cleaned it up like it was no big deal to her. I was soon in a fresh diaper, and she walked with me on her hip to a nearby trash can to throw the diaper away before buckling me back into my car seat and shoving another bottle, this one of juice, into my lap. "You've got to be thirsty by now." I just nodded and drank, knowing there would be a lot more baby bottles and poopy diapers before this plan would work one way or another. *************************************************** Chapter 39: Warnings *************************************************** THE PARK MUST have been fairly close to her house, because we were back inside her garage pretty quickly. A glance at the dash of the car told me that it was just about two hours past noon, so I was feeling quite hungry, even after the formula she had me drink leaving the courthouse. At the time I had been actually kind of surprised by how filling the drink was. She pulled me from the car seat and carried me inside the house. Due to the early afternoon hour, I wasn't surprised to see Mindy waiting for us inside. "Miss Harris, you were gone longer than I expected?" Addison shrugged as she sat me down on my feet. "We decided to stop by the park and play a bit after her nap." "Aww... I bet that was a cute sight!" "It was! You want to see pictures?" 'Pictures?!?!?' I looked up at her and she smirked. She pulled out her phone that she must have returned to the car for at some point, and showed them to Mindy. "Cute, huh?" "Absolutely adorable Miss Harris!" "You want to see your pretty pictures Cammie?" she asked me in that baby voice that women used towards babies, and I wanted to scream as she knelt down to show me her phone. I nodded though, morbidly curious. I was a little disturbed that I never noticed her taking pictures as I went down the slide or played in the sand a bit. I knew that it was me in the photos, but there was a disconnect in my mind about how the cute girl playing on the playground could possibly be me. I could still recognize my face, but with the way she had done my hair and the dress... Well, it was obvious I looked the part. "Princess Cammie is cute, huh?" She asked me and began tickling me a little. "Stop," I giggled. "Did you get lunch yet?" Mindy asked. "No, we didn't. What do you think Princess Cammie; do we need a late lunch?" I nodded. "What do you want?" she asked me. I thought for a moment, I wasn't used to getting food made for me. I shrugged. "What is there?" Mindy smiled. "Probably almost anything you want! But what do you think about a grilled cheese sandwich?" I nodded. "That sounds good... Thank you Miss Mindy," I said politely. You could see her absolutely melt with my politeness. "She is such a perfect little girl ma'am!" "Sort of, she's kind of dirty from the park. We're going to go change her clothes while you work on that?" "Sounds good ma'am, you want one too?" "Please, I love your grilled cheeses," she told her. "Nothing special ma'am," she told her. "Yes, they are, you always brown them perfectly!" "Well... That's just how you make them! Go get that baby girl into something less formal - you should have done that before she played, but we'll get that dress clean still - just leave it in the hamper. I'll have your lunch ready when you get back downstairs." "Thanks Mindy," she told her. Addison held out her hand to me. "Come on baby girl..." I sighed, but let her larger hand envelope mine, and walked upstairs beside her. The diaper was still dry, but the crinkle was letting me know it was still there with every step. It felt like it was hugging me as my legs moved up the steps, and I couldn't help but remember back to commercials on TV that bragged about diapers hugging every move of a baby or Little over the years. It made me blush to think about being in the same shitty situation as those poor Littles! I walked to my room with Addison pulling me along and stood still where she let me go by the closet. "Hmm... what shall we wear for the afternoon?" She asked herself. "Ooh... Is it really your size?!?" She was way too excited about whatever she found. "Look!!!! These are sooooooo cute!!!" She exclaimed happily in a voice that meant I knew I would hate whatever it was. As she turned around, I saw that I was right! In her hands was one of the outfits that I always felt the sorriest for a Little being dressed in. Normally you would only see a baby under two dressed in such a thing, or probably a shorter Little under about four-and-a-half feet tall. I had to guess this was some special- order item, as I couldn't imagine it being available so easily for someone my size! I'd once asked Addison why anyone would dress someone in such an outfit, to which she'd shrugged and said 'They're kind of cute.' I'd ended up asking out of morbid curiosity what it was even called, and she told me 'It's a bubble romper! On real infants I think they're one of the cutest things ever!' This horrid outfit in question was a pale yellow with white stripes every inch or so running horizontally. It featured a short exaggerated ruffled sleeve, and a high stretch waist band that would probably fall just above my belly button. The worst part wasn't how puffy the bottom portion that snapped close was! No, the worst part was the back was covered in four rows of matching ruffled fabric that made yesterday's leggings look tame. I knew they would bring extra attention to my diapered bottom, and groaned out loud. "Do I have to...?" "Why yes you do! You're going to look so precious! And no silly pants to get in the way of you moving around while you play!" She squealed with delight. 'She actually squealed?' I thought worriedly, 'She usually has better control over those urges!' I thought in the half-second before she was right there picking me up. She was giddy as she sat me down on the changing table. The dress was off before I even had a chance to consider another argument. My shoes were placed on a shelf, and my socks followed the dress into a nearby hamper. Naked, except the still clean diaper, I felt nervous as she looked at me and suddenly pounced with her fingers tickling my feet. "No!" I cried. "Yes!" She laughed and continued her attack up my legs and onto my belly. I was really seriously about to pee without any control when she finally let up. "Oh, I guess I'll stop attacking my baby girl at least long enough to get her dressed." It was almost like a slow motion horror movie as she opened the snaps in the crotch of the monstrosity and gathered it up in her hands. "Arms up like a pretty ballerina!" she cooed. "Shoot me..." "Why would we do that?" She said as she pulled it down over my hands and blocked my vision for a moment before pushing me down on the table. "There we go, all snapped in!" She was truly enjoying this; I could tell that. I looked down at the babyish outfit, and it was probably worse than I feared. The puff of the bubble in the bottom part was ridiculous, and I wondered if it wasn't exaggerated because they knew only a babied Mid would fit into this... I sat there for a few minutes while she undid the more mature fishtail braid that she had made in my hair for the court hearing, and quickly brushed my hair instead into a high ponytail, and used a matching yellow ribbon to tie a bow on it. "Let's go show Miss Mindy!" She smiled at me as she picked me back up and carried me downstairs. "Oh, my word!" Mindy said when she saw me. "I had no idea you could dress a big girl like you so pretty! That outfit is absolutely precious Miss Harris!" "I know, right?" Addison squeezed me tighter. "I've always found these to be super adorable! I'm so glad they found a couple of them in her size! They'll be perfect for her to play at home!" "Yes, they will!" She agreed. As Addison placed me into what I now knew as my highchair, I could sort of feel the rows of ruffles behind me; even through the diaper! I let her maneuver my arms through the five-point harness to buckle me in, and then watched as she placed the white tray into place. I was a little annoyed with the way my bare legs were touching the bottom of the chair where the fabric ended and plastic began, but at least other than that, I guessed it was as comfortable as a highchair could be. 'At least she's not using those other straps...' I thought with a shudder. Addison finished preparing me for lunch by velcroing a large yellow bib behind me, before Mindy placed the plate of smaller cut up sandwich pieces on the tray. Addison had walked to a cupboard and filled a sippy cup up with more Plapple juice. "Eat up baby," she told me. I stared at the pieces in front of me, and was annoyed I didn't have the sandwich like she had. For hers, Mindy had just sliced it in half diagonally. For mine she had cut it what looked like a total of four times. It meant I had eight smaller triangles to eat that would cool off quicker. I picked the first one up and saw that it looked like it had a quality cheddar cheese inside at least, and was nicely lined like it was cooked on a sandwich grill. I moaned at the first bite a second later. "Wow!" I said with a smile looking up at Mindy. "How did you make it taste so good?" She just smiled at me. "Just a little extra love, Sweetie." I began eating more pieces quickly and saw that Addison and Mindy were mostly watching me, even though Addison would occasionally take a bite. "She really is adorable! What happened in court today?" "The injunction against Mom having contact with Cameron or me is still standing. If there is a need for communication it is supposed to happen with supervision." "What about your custody of little Cammie here?" "Well Cammie is still my baby girl for now. The judge is planning on a separate hearing to decide if I get to keep her or not." "Oh, I'm sure you will! Your mom's attorneys are the very best!" Addison rubbed my shoulder. "I'm sure they are." "What's your plan for the rest of the day?" Mindy asked Addison. "Well, I think we'll probably go swimming for a little bit before dinner after I cuddle this little girl for a bit. Maybe we'll get a little bit of playtime in her playroom before bed too." "That sounds like a great way to spend an afternoon together. You're on maternity leave now, right?" Addison shrugged. "I'm supposed to be, but apparently I'm supposed to go into work tomorrow." "Oh my, your mom is making you come in still?" "She was back at work the next day after she adopted Matty, I guarantee she doesn't think anything of it," she told her. "I need to make sure that I have a daycare appointment set up actually..." "Why don't you go do that? I'll watch while wittle Miss Cammie finishes eating her num-nums?" "That would be great actually," she told her, scarfing down a last bite and stepping out down the hallway. I was about three-quarters through my sandwich, and just silently kept eating while Mindy watched. I had just taken the last bite when she said, "You know there's no way you'll win against Mrs. Harris, right? You should just volunteer for the procedures and get it over with?" I looked up at her with new eyes. "Everyone has a weakness. I have mine; you have yours, and Mrs. Harris has her own. I would hope you aren't trying to send a message for her?" She narrowed her eyes. "And if I was?" "Well, that would probably make Judge O'Connor unhappy when he hears that." "Only matters if you can tell him?" I shrugged. "If I can't that'll mean the real bombs will start going off. You might as well tell Mrs. Harris that backing off would be her best move. She's messed with the wrong person. Even if she destroys me, something I know is probably coming, I have allies and assets that aren't going to take that lightly." I think she was about to say something else, but Addison came back in. "All taken care of! The daycare my mom suggested luckily still had a space free for you! It's the best one in town, so I know you'll love it there!" She cooed at me. "Great..." I deadpanned. "Someone is kind of cranky?" Mindy suggested. "Probably, well... I know what can help! Might as well deal with the other problem I'm having right now. Would you mind cleaning up?" she asked Mindy as she moved the tray aside and pulled the bib off of me. "Of course!" she said, "I can bring you a glass of water when I'm done?" "That would be great, we're going to go sit in the living room for some quiet," she told her. "Sounds good Miss Harris." I looked at her as she tried to talk to Mindy in some sort of code; a little nervous that I knew precisely what she was talking about. As she sat down with me in a rocking recliner, I looked at a clock and saw it was mid-afternoon. "We've put this off for long enough," she told me. "You should have been doing this from the first night we spent together!" "No..." I squeaked out. "Yes, it's past time, my milk has been in for two days now, and I don't want to keep pumping all day." "I don't..." I said to her as she placed me on her right leg for a second and began messing with the dress. Apparently, it was designed for nursing mothers, because she was able to pull her left breast free a moment later without taking the top down, and undid the latch of a nursing bra to expose her nipple. I looked at the erect nipple sticking out, thinking about the first, and last time, I had had a taste of her milk. I'd thought about it for months afterwards! Even as I saw a droplet forming on the tip as she gently expressed it, I could feel a craving coming. "Come on baby girl, Mommy knows you liked it before. This time you don't have to worry about losing your potty ability though, because you're already in a diaper!" "You told me I could wear big girl pants!" I complained, eyes still focused on the white droplet that was still hanging there. "That was if we had you altered yesterday. You're still an icky boy where it counts, so we're going to keep you in diapers until we get everything figured out. Maybe you'll be one of the lucky ones that can still use the potty when nursing?" "Nnnn..." I started to say, but she guided my head to her nipple, and used the opening to push my mouth on. The single droplet hit my tongue. It was the tastiest thing ever!!!! The single droplet reminded me of everything I had wanted to have again after that first accidental time! At that point my willpower failed, and I began earnestly sucking at the nipple, being rewarded with each suckle by a mouth full of the tasty milk. My tongue began licking the nipple to try and get more of the taste, and I found my hands gently squeezing the warm flesh of her exposed breast too. I felt like time was passing without me then, as all I knew was suckling. I felt a need to pee, but was at least relieved that it was a normal urge. I held it for a couple sucks before just admitting it did no good to hold it and let it out into the diaper. Addison must have felt it because she cooed at me as I kept sucking. "Mrs. Harris will be happy to see you finally started," I heard just before I must have gone off to dreamland from the milk. ******************************************************** Thanks for reading!!!! Please leave me a comment in the reviews to let me know you've read this, and what you thought! Thank you to those of you who have started doing so more often!!!