In-Between - Chapters 40-43 free porn video

Sorry for the delay in posting this set of chapters! Busy few days at work! 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 40: Swimming *************************************************** I FOUND MYSELF incredibly disoriented when I woke up on my bed. I wiped my eyes and pulled out the pacifier from inside of my mouth. 'Did that really just happen..?' I wondered. Pressing on the front of my diaper, I was relieved to find it dry. 'I definitely went while I was nursing... She probably changed me after I passed out?' I blushed at the thought I would have slept through my body being manipulated like that! I looked around the room and saw that the door to the hallway was closed. I had no way of knowing if she cared, but decided it was time to stand up and see what I could get away with. A real toddler wouldn't necessarily stay in their room after a nap, so I decided that if she wanted a toddler without a crib, then she should be okay with that. 'I just hope she doesn't decide that means I need a crib...' I went to the door and tested the door knob. I knew it had a lock on the outside based on the first day, but when I tried, the door opened. Across the hall I could see the door to the nursery room was closed, hiding that ongoing threat of further demotion. Remembering the doll house, I knew that she had an office downstairs, would she be there? I had barely started to climb down the stairs when Addison appeared at the bottom. "Did my wittle princess decide to wake up from her nap?" I sighed, but nodded. "Yes... How long was I out?" "You slept good for about an hour?" I sighed with relief that I hadn't been knocked out longer. I knew some Littles would be down for two hours or more after a nursing session like I had. Unfortunately, it didn't completely rule out any effects from the breast milk. I was very much dependent on Stacy's work to get me through this without a lifetime of diapers in front of me! 'I sure hope David and Kendra got ahold of Amanda...' I thought. I walked down the rest of the steps and found myself suddenly picked up and in Addison's arms. "What a big girl coming down the steps all by herself!" I just sighed. "What now?" "You want to go swimming? Miss Mindy left us dinner in the oven that should be done in about an hour?" "Sure," I said. "I saw the perfect swimsuit for you when I was in your closet earlier!" She squealed again, and in spite of my hopes that she was above board with our talks, I couldn't help but imagine she was just like every other crazy Amazonian woman wanting to play with her baby doll... She carried me back up the steps I had just climbed down, and right back inside the room I had just 'escaped.' She stood me on my feet by the changing table before turning to the closet. I watched as she opened the door and dug inside for just a second, squealed, and quickly emerged with a bundle of cloth that I didn't have a chance to look at as she sat it down on the changing table. "Let's see here... did they put in some swim diapers..?" I watched her root around the boxes of diapers for a moment before saying. "They didn't put any in here..." She looked thoughtful for a moment. "I don't have to wear one?" I suggested. She laughed. "I'm not draining my pool because you have a poopy accident." "I wouldn't..." "You're on Mommy's milk as part of your diet now, I wouldn't count on that." 'I really hope that statement is wrong...' I thought as I sighed. She looked thoughtful for a second and said, "Stay here, Mommy'll be right back!" I watched her leave the room through the open door. She went across the hall and opened the nursery room, but closed the door behind her for some reason. I watched the door reopen quickly and close, and then she came closer with a handful of colorful looking swim diapers. "Found some!" She told me excitedly. "Great..." I said sarcastically. She picked me up and put me up on the changing table, pulling the strap across my chest. I was relieved that the embarrassing bubble outfit was unsnapped and came off! 'I wonder if she has a fireplace I could burn it in..?' She opened the diaper up and said in a shocked voice. "I can't believe you're still clean and dry... Must take longer to effect bigger babies?" "Or maybe I'm not a baby at all..?" I said smartly. A pacifier was shoved into my mouth with a warning look. "Be a good girl or you can just go to bed right now without dinner!" "Sowwy Mommy," I said around the pacifier. She kissed my nose. "I know you are." She pulled the diaper out from underneath me and didn't even bother with a wipe since I was clean. I was still more than a little bit apprehensive at being completely naked right then, but she immediately slipped the swim diaper up my hips like a pair of underwear, and then undid the strap across my chest. She messed with a bundle of cloth for a second and then grabbed my feet to begin feeding them through the swimsuit. It was only then that it really dawned on me that I'd be wearing a girl's swimsuit outside! She pulled the tightfitting spandex one-piece suit all the way up to my shoulders and guided my arms through the straps. She sat me up and had me face the wall while she began braiding my hair back again. I poked at some rectangular pieces that were attached to the suit and surrounded me. "Isn't that swimsuit so cute?!?" She cooed. "It has little floatation things so we don't have to deal with those silly armband floats." "You remember I can swim, right?" "Aww... You sure used to be able to, but you're not the same person you were sweetie. You're going to have to accept you need more help with things now. Mommy's more than happy to help her little baby girl with all of those things though!" I sighed and sat still while she was still braiding. Looking down I could see the very top of the suit was a light sky-blue color with a pink flower drawn on the area above my left chest. The material came to meet a pair of the thin shoulder straps I would expect from a girl's swimsuit. Below it, on a white background, were hundreds of small and big flowers overlaid. It felt embarrassing and weird to basically have my legs uncovered like I was only wearing a pair of underwear. I never really considered that girls must feel pretty exposed whenever they wore a swimsuit like this. On a real toddler girl it would have been a cute swimsuit. On me... "Done!" She said a moment later, happy with the braid she had tied. She picked me up then and walked down to her bedroom where she sat me down on the bed. I watched as she found a bikini and sat it down on a dresser. She began pulling off her shirt and shorts revealing her underwear. I couldn't help but feel aroused, watching as she took off her clothes. The swim diaper and suit made me feel horribly squished down below where things were running out space. The nursing bra she wore came off and fully exposed the breasts that I had fondled so many times in college, and now nursed from completely. Soon she was completely nude while she pulled the swimsuit bottoms up her legs, and only then finally turned away from me. She was facing me again though as it seemed like she took forever to tie the bikini top closed. I squirmed more as the swimsuit and diaper were very painfully constricting! It subsided slightly as I watched her carefully braid her own hair, and then placed a swim cap on top of it. "Mommy, how come I don't have a cap?" I asked her after taking out the pacifier I realized was still in my mouth. She laughed. "You're a little girl, it's okay for you to get your hair wet in the pool! You haven't had it dyed or anything yet." "Yet..?" She just shrugged and plopped the pacifier back into my mouth. "It might be nice for you to match Mommy? The judge said I could have your hair styled..." I glared at her, but it did no good. She picked me up and carried me out to the backyard and through the protective fence to the pool area. There were a few tall umbrellas outside that were open, extending shade around them. On one end there was a large outdoor kitchen covered by an awning, along with a bar that looked appropriate to hosting a large party. The themed pool's waterfall was cascading downward, and I figured it must have had a thirty foot drop to the main pool. It appeared it was actually deep enough to dive from, and a dive board was cleverly hidden the more I stared at the feature. 'Cliff diving into a home pool... Not something I would do even if I wasn't being treated like a baby!' I thought to myself. 'Stacy would have been crazy for it though,' I admitted. 'That girl was part fish...' I smiled as I thought about her arguing with Fred and Amanda that she was a 'dolphin, not a fish!' I noted that the pool was extra deep in that spot, marked six meters right there. The large pool looked to come up to one meter at the shallow end looking at the markings. I truly was a huge pool! I refocused on my surroundings as Addy placed a couple folded pool towels down on one of the covered chairs. "Come here baby, we need to put sunscreen on you!" I sighed as she began liberally spraying sunscreen on me, and then herself. 'I hope this is a high-quality sunscreen,' I thought to myself playing with the odd straps, 'These tan lines could be really embarrassing...' While she was doing it to herself it seemed to take longer, and I really just wanted to jump into the water... As much as I wanted to, I decided it was probably a better idea to wait for her. I did pop the pacifier out onto the towel as it seemed like a bad idea to take it into the pool to me. I couldn't help but note that her overprotective mommy self was popping out badly since she... 'Since she nursed me!' I thought with an epiphany. 'I forgot that they bond more with the Littles they nurse too...' I looked at her and just hoped I was wrong about that. The last thing the plan needed was an overly maternal participant... 'even though that would probably help since she'd defend me like a mother bear...' "Mommy may I get in?" "Wait for me, I know you liked the water before, and are in a hurry!" I sighed as she fidgeted more with her swim cap and pulled a watch off. I found myself readjusting one of the straps on my shoulder then. The suit must have been a little too big, because it wanted to slide off of my shoulder. The bottom was giving me a weird wedgie, but the swim diaper at least prevented me from being too bothered by it now that at least things had calmed down there. I heard the click of a camera and looked to see her with her phone out. "No pictures..." I whined. "Yes pictures! All sorts of pictures! We might even have to go get some good baby pictures made this next week!" I groaned. "Can we just get in the water now?" She laughed as she was putting her phone in some sort of holster that she dropped around her neck. A second later she picked me up and hopped into the pool with me. "Aah!" I said, not expecting that! She smiled and let me bob in the water. The buoyancy pieces on the suit were more than enough to hold me up, but not quite as cumbersome as a life vest would have been. I found myself treading in the water just out of normal instinct still though. The pool itself was the perfect warm temperature to feel good! It must have been a salt water pool, because it had a nice silky feeling to the water, and it didn't seem as harsh as a lot of pools that I'd swam in over the years. With the thematic elements that were present I knew it was nicer and ridiculously more expensive than Amanda and Fred's pool was. I sighed again, really hoping that Amanda had some ideas... or maybe Stacy could help somehow from her home dimension. After a while I let go of my worries and forced myself to just enjoy the sensation of floating since I hadn't been swimming in a while. I didn't notice that Addison pulled out her phone again and took a few more pictures for a while. "Really?!?" I complained. "Really!" She said and swam over to me. She said, "Selfie time!" She took one of us together and said, "No, you have to smile!" "Do I have to?" "I can always tickle you? Or find other ways of torture?" "Fine!" I said and smiled. "Not like that, like this!" She said making a face that I could see in the camera. We must have spent five minutes with her trying to get a bunch of faces out of me, and I knew that all of these were probably going to end up on the social media accounts that she'd blocked me from years ago! 'Look at my new baby! You probably recognize her!' She finally let up and I swam to the other side of the pool by the waterfall area. I noticed that she took a couple more pictures from the distance of me underneath the dripping falls, before she sat her phone down on the wall we had entered, and swam over to me. "Please tell me you haven't really lost your mind?" I asked her. "What does my wittle baby princess mean?" She asked me with a serious face. 'Oh shit...' Then she burst out laughing! "Okay, I'm not going to lie - I am having fun with this - but no I haven't lost my mind." I sighed in relief. "You have had me really worried," I told her. "Well with Mindy around, I have to be careful. I don't know if you were conked out from the milk or not, but she very clearly implied my mom is watching us." "I heard," I told her. "She also implicitly threatened me on behalf of your mom... And to make it worse, now I'm going to a daycare tomorrow that your mom picked?" She sighed. "Well, she did give me three choices... this was the best of the bunch." "How bad?" "Well at least it's not robot caretakers?" I gulped. *************************************************** Chapter 41: Rings *************************************************** WE STAYED IN the falls, our designated 'time-out' spot for just a few minutes before going back out to the other part of the pool. The two of us just lazily floated around for a while before she decided it was time to go inside for dinner. "Let's get you into a dry outfit, and then we'll get some din-din in your wittle tummy!" She tickled my side again while we walked inside. The walk upstairs didn't take long, and I was soon dressed in a simple t-shirt dress and a new diaper. "Why don't you stay here, while Mommy goes and gets dressed really quick?" She suggested. I sighed but nodded. I found myself exploring the room some more, looking at the toys spread about the shelves and the floor. There were a few Littles based learning toys that might offer a small amount of challenge to play. Most of the ones I recognized tended to be designed to educate or entertain someone who had struggled badly through their high school course work. A lot of Littles knew the fate that was coming, and just didn't care about school from middle school onward since math wasn't exactly complicated when you were just pooping diapers and crawling around on a floor. For these toys Math problems might be at the Pre- Calc or Algebra level for the math learning toys on the advanced levels. Spelling toys might ask you to spell words that would be easy college test words... Others might involve some games that might give you a little bit of a team challenge as a video game. Over the years I'd heard some weren't too bad, but there was far too much danger in ever holding one - even at my slightly tall height, it would have been like inviting a mommy to come and claim me! Some building blocks were placed in some tubs, but they were the big ones meant to be too big to fit inside a baby's mouth, not the small ones you could actually do really cool things building designs and sculptures with. I found a shelf of coloring books and some paper that I guessed I could draw with when I ended up truly bored. And then there was the dollhouse, and probably a dozen baby dolls spread about of different sizes that ranged from the dollhouse size, on up to a real newborn Amazon size. I picked one of them up and looked at it for a moment, really not even understanding what a kid did with them. Truthfully like most Littles, I had avoided holding onto any toys too long growing up, in a vain attempt to be seen as bigger than I was. I turned to one last portion of the room and a giant net that I hadn't really looked at the contents at so far. It was filled with a ton of stuffed plush animals. One in particular kind of stood out to me as I got closer to it. It had four black legs, then a lighter brownish red fur above it on the torso. The muzzle of the creature was white with a cute little black nose, and it had a splotchy face of brown and white around its eyes. The ears were white in front, and black on the back, and it had a ringed tail alternating with brownish red fur, then a darker brown, and then black on the final ring at the end of the tail. I tried to think of what the creature was called? I couldn't help but pick it up and stroke its very soft fur out of curiosity while I did so. It was so very soft! I was just thinking I should put it down again, when I heard the click of a digital shutter and realized I had an audience. I sat the creature down hurriedly and looked up to glare at my assailant. "No pictures..." I whined. "Yes pictures!" she said as she came and knelt next to where I stood. She grabbed the stuffed animal and said, "Did you make a new friend?" I shook my head. "Just looking," I said. She wasn't convinced. "What's its name?" "Name?" "You have to name your stuffies, and your dolls, it's in the little girl rulebook." "I'm not... I don't..." She brought it closer to me and handed it into my arms. I instinctively took it and hugged it. "What's its name?" "I don't even remember what it's supposed to be? I was looking at it because of that." She laughed. "It's a red panda, isn't it adorable?" I nodded. "She's soft too..." "So, it's a she?" I shrugged. "She looks like a 'she'..." "Hmm... we'll have to both think of a name tonight, let's take her down to dinner so you can cuddle with her..." "We don't..." I started to say, but she already had me on her hip as I awkwardly hoped she wasn't dropping me as off balance as I felt. I squeezed the animal tight though, and there was something comforting in that juvenile act. She squeezed me tightly. "Let's go get some din-din!" I sighed, and endured the walk downstairs to the table. As she buckled me in, she took the animal from me and I said, "Rings?" "Rings?" "Name!" I said, "Does it work?" She laughed. "She's your stuffie sweetie. I think Rings works very well though, like her little tail, huh?" I blushed, but nodded. "Rings it is." She handed her back to me. "You can snuggle with her while Mommy gets your din-din on a plate." I blushed some more, but took her and found myself squeezing her while Addison went about the kitchen. I rested my chin on her body, as her legs fell below my left arm, and her head rested above my elbow. There was something truly comforting about holding her. Even though it wasn't a live, it felt like I was holding some kind of large cat or something. A childish plastic plate was brought out again, and I watched her mutilate a piece of tasty looking lasagna with a knife. She placed a larger whole piece on a glass plate, and put both on the table in front of her. The high chair I was in suddenly was pulled closer to her on the wheels it was on, and she took and placed Rings on the table out of reach. I sat still as a bib was placed around my neck, and expected she would place the plate on the tray. Instead, it stayed next to her. I looked inquisitively at her, but didn't say anything, knowing something was up. The reason became clear as she started scooping up a bite with her fork from my plate and brought it to my mouth. "Open up the hangar Princess!" I stared at the fork for a second, before sighing and opening up. The meal was one of the most embarrassing I could imagine short of being spoon fed baby food! 'It's almost pureed with as much as she cut it...' I griped. She made it into my mouth most of the time, but I swore she missed intentionally a half-dozen times, smearing it onto my cheeks and chin. She'd then reach down and pick the bib up occasionally and wipe my face with it, complaining about the 'messy baby.' I honestly couldn't decide if it was more or less mortifying that Addison was the one pretending to be my mommy here! When the plates were cleared, she attacked me with a baby wipe, and handed me the stuffie. "Here's your cute Rings back!" I blushed, but squeezed her as she let me down from the high chair. She reached up to the table and said, "Here's your baba too - why don't you finish the juice in there while Mommy finishes cleaning up?" She didn't do anything but put the dishes in the sink, knowing that Mindy would take care of washing the dishes the next day. I was just watching her rinse things though when I felt the urge to pee come as I finished the bottle. With a sigh I let go into the padding, knowing full well that it would be my only option here for now. Addison noticed I had finished the bottle, and was right there replacing it with a pacifier. "It's a lot later than I thought it was. We need to get you a bath, and then get you in bed. You have a long day at daycare tomorrow!" I shook my head. "It's not that late?" She smirked. "For a baby it is! And that's all you are now, isn't it?" She picked me up and tickled my side lightly. "Stop tickling me..." I complained. "Or what?" "Or I'll..." "You'll what..?" "I'll pee..?". "Oh no, another diapee to change? Oh, the humanity?" She exclaimed as she walked into my bedroom, dropped me on my bed, and proceeded to attack me with her fingers longer than I ever remembered being tickled. I felt like my senses were completely overloaded as I did pee out what little was left in my bladder and giggled completely uncontrollably. "Stop..." I cried out, dropping the pacifier from my mouth. "Oh, all right," She said to me, letting me catch my breath. "You're mean," I told her. "I know," she smiled. Right on the bed she pulled the dress off of my head and tossed it into the hamper. I blushed wearing only the diaper then, as she carried me inside the bathroom that I guessed I would probably only be visiting for baths. She closed the door and sat me down on top of the closed toilet. I watched her start the water flowing into the tub. "Shower?" I asked hopefully. "Nope, you take baths now sweetie. You're much too little now for showers." "Not that little..." I complained. "Oh? And how big are you?" She asked with a smile. "You're much shorter than mommy?" I groaned. "You're just really tall!" "And you have a diaper on, huh?" "You put it on me..." "And it's wet, huh?" "You tickled me..." "It was dry before that?" I sighed and shook my head. "No..." "And who wet their diapee?" "Me," I said softly. "Who else wets diapees?" I shrugged. "Babies maybe?" She smiled as she added some bubbles. "But that's okay, because little Cammie is my cute little baby who is far too little for showers now, but just the perfect size for her mommy to give a bubble bath!" Without warning she reached and pulled the tabs open on my diaper and stood me up. She manhandled me gently, but held me in front of her to look at my butt before picking me up and setting me into the tub. The water was probably higher than a real mother would ever use with their baby, but I appreciated the chest high water and pile of bubbles, as at least it hid the reaction I'd had to her humiliating treatment of me. I had no idea why I was having that reaction, but I jolted as I couldn't deny that a part of me did like this side of Addison. I sat still as she loosened the braid in my hair. A moment later I jumped as a plastic container of water was dumped on my head. "Eek!" I complained. "Oh, stop being a drama queen Princess, just need to wash this hair out since we haven't done that since you got here!" "Warn me next time," I grumbled. "Here it comes!" She said as she was dumping it again. I just sighed and spit out a hair that fell into my mouth. She began massaging in some baby shampoo then and I had to admit the touch felt good. I'd been so isolated from people since Beth's disappearance kicked off the worst years of my life. 'This really probably is the worst of it though, losing my freedom,' I thought. 'Could be worse,' I reminded myself as she dumped more water to rinse out the shampoo. I squirmed as she began using a washcloth all over my body to scrub me. She finished my legs and held my foot up over the water. I giggled as it tickled. "Oh, how is it I never realized how ticklish you were before?" She said as she held my foot. I looked at her worriedly. She laughed. "I don't want splashed, you're probably safest in the tub!" I gulped. 'Can I stay in the tub forever..?' "Sit up sweetie," she told me a moment later. "put your back towards me," she added as she turned me. That was when the washcloth got way more up close and personal than I realized it would. My butt was the target and I squirmed as she embarrassingly clawed at whatever bits might be there. "All clean!" She exclaimed though a moment later and began draining the tub. She carried me to the changing table after drying me off and placed a diaper down underneath me. I was surprised though when she turned me over face down, and began rubbing me down with some sort of lavender oil. I began completely mortified by my nakedness. After a few moments though I decided that it was the most heavenly massage she had ever given me! She must have massaged my back, my legs, and my neck for thirty minutes before doing the same with my front, my hands, and my feet. I was feeling pretty sleepy as she wiped her hands clean with a baby wipe and taped a new diaper on my butt. She wrapped me in a light blanket before she lifted me up and walked to the rocking chair. "One last set of nummies before bed!" she said softly to me. I looked up at her sleepily and realized I was truly going down the rabbit hole of being a breastfed Little. She just pulled her shirt off of her head this time, and removed her bra, leaving herself completely naked from the top up. Years ago, this was when the foreplay would begin and lead to something downstairs... and I could feel my reaction to that possibility still going on. She shifted me in her arms and moved the blanket so our skin was touching. The nipple was within reach and I thought honestly about refusing for a moment... After all I'd managed the willpower to not nurse from her for years after that first hit! My memory of years ago, and of early that day though, got to me, and I couldn't resist latching on and beginning to nurse the amazing liquid from within her breasts. She moaned with some pleasure even as I couldn't help but feel amazingly relaxed, comfortable, and connected with her then. I used my tongue to help depress her nipple more and she shuddered underneath me. I was too far gone to even think about her in a sexual way though right then. Between the massage, the swimming, the stress, and the milk, I was out like a light. *************************************************** Chapter 42: Bunnies *************************************************** I KICKED MY legs back and forth nervously in the car seat that I was strapped into since there was nothing else really to do. 'I look ridiculous!' I complained to myself for the hundredth time since I'd been dressed that morning by Addison. Honestly, I didn't really have much of an expectation of looking like a grown-up obviously, but I swore that Addison must have chosen the most babyish and girly outfit in the closet! She called it a playsuit when she put me into it, but it was pretty much a puffy onesie like the bubble outfit the day before, but with scrunched up ruffled cuffs on my legs, and a ruffled collar, created in this light pink color that was most definitely meant for only baby girls to wear... I played around with the small bow that was trapped underneath the seat buckle for a second before returning to my view of the window that I could just barely see out of. I tightly hugged Rings a bit closer to me as a way to deal with the stress. The truth was I knew without a doubt for Littles the LAST thing you wanted was to be sent to a daycare. It was sure to be even worse for me as a Mid! If I was a small Little the outfit I was wearing wouldn't be that far out of normal, but a Mid would never have a reason to be this babied unless they really 'needed' it. I was even more nervous because this was one of three daycares that her mom had suggested. She claimed this was the best of the bunch, with an all-human staff, low staff to student ratio, and supposedly a nice facility with plenty of play equipment... It was unfortunately a mix of Littles and Big Children at the facility, and that was probably going to be its own problem depending on how they segregated the kids. Addison had told me a little about the place as she started driving, and it sounded like it was a very large daycare that housed nearly five-hundred Birth to Six-Year-Old babies and kids in a combined Daycare, Preschool, and Pre-Kindergarten facility. From what she had found out, it seemed like a little over half of the 'students' were in fact Littles. 'Now at least one Mid...' I thought morosely. It seemed like the car ride both took forever, and wasn't long enough, before she pulled to a stop and came around to my door. She carried a pink diaper bag on her shoulder covered in butterflies for me. I had watched her load half a package of diapers, spare outfits, pacifiers, and more into it that morning. On top of that she had another lunch bag cooler that I blushed at seeing six bottles of breast milk placed inside, as well as a stack of frozen milk pouches. "Now Mommy isn't going to necessarily be leaving you there every day, but we need to make sure you have plenty of Mommy's milk!" She had said to me with Mindy staring over our shoulders. Neither of us doubted that her mom was seriously watching her through Mindy, and the cameras, so she was being exceptionally careful. I had also been shocked by just how quickly she'd generated that much milk! Addison undid the latch on my car seat harness and picked me up and placed me on her hip. Other parents were also taking their kids in, but I noticed that everyone my size and bigger were all walking in on their own, and at most holding a parent's hand... and here I was being carried in like one of the smaller babies! I could feel my pigtailed hair bobbing up and down as she carried me inside a building that worked hard to seem very warm and inviting from the outside. It was a modern looking school type building that could easily have been an elementary school instead of a daycare. There was a large fountain outside the building made out of baby blocks that spelled 'Changing Tikes,' the name of the place. As Addison carried me past there a couple of older looking Big children looked at me, pointed, and giggled to each other. I just hoped I was nowhere near them during the school day! Bigs learned to bully those smaller than them at a young age! I was carried through the main entrance door and Addison walked to a reception desk. "Hi, may I help you?" a woman in a long flowy colorful dress asked. "Yes, I'm here to drop off my baby girl. It's her first day?" "Oh, how exciting!" The woman cooed. "First days are my specialty!" She waved at me. "We'll have such a good time together here!" Addison bounced me in her arms for a second. "We're hoping so. We may not be back every day - my maternity leave should technically still be going on - but my mom wants me back at the company... so..." The woman made a face. "That's criminal you know... mom or not?" Addison shrugged. "They really do need me, so yeah. It may be a day here and there, or I may have to leave her here on a normal basis already. I'm not sure yet." "Well, let's get her checked in here. What's this beautiful baby girl's name?" "Can you be a big girl and tell her sweetie?" Addison asked me. I almost said 'Cameron...' but stopped myself. Today was going to be bad enough being dressed as a little girl when they figured that one out. "Cammie Harris," I told her. "What a big girl!!!" the woman squealed at me. I just blushed and leaned into Addison. "So, it says on her registration forms, and I can see her diapee there, it's obvious that she's not yet potty trained. That means she'll be in one of our toddler classes. They're normally for babies up to thirty-six months unless they need some extra time for the potty like this cute little princess!" She smiled again and pressed a few buttons on her screen. "Now, I know she's in diapees now, do you see yourself trying to potty train her anytime soon? Bigger Littles like her can usually make it to the potty most of the time if they're trained and well reminded?" "Oh no, she's much too little to be potty trained. I mean I might try in a few years, but she happily sits in her pee and poo filled diapers. I also think her bottom is so much cuter like this too," she told her. Addison and I had talked about this, and as much as I didn't want to keep using diapers, if I was in them - then it wasn't a Maturosis hit if I used them. A baby in diapers could hardly be expected to not use them, right? If I was wearing a Pull-Up any mistakes would be 'accidents.' At the daycare especially I knew it would be likely the workers would play mind games with me, spike my food, and do all sorts of other things I'd known of happening to clients and friends. By me just being 'mature' and accepting my fate, I wouldn't have that strike. At least that's what I hoped. "Very good! Well since she's not a potty-trainer, I'm not going to bother putting her in one of the older rooms with potties in them." "You have different rooms within the toddler groups?" "Oh yes! About twenty percent of our toddlers are fully potty-trained, and another twenty percent are exploring potty training. Sixty percent are the Littles and Babies who aren't yet ready... We keep them in classrooms with extra staff and changing tables. The extra staff rotate between rooms to help change their diapers. They all have to be potty-trained to move onto our Preschool or Pre-K groups." "That seems very prudent!" "We think so..." She smiled. "Now we're going to put your baby girl with Miss Crystal's room since she only has fourteen toddlers right now, fifteen with this pretty girl! Miss Kristin is the assistant in that room, and I know Cammie here is going to love both of them as much as they'll love her!" "I'm glad to hear that!" Addison said and looked at me. "Aren't you excited? You get to play all day today and make new friends!" "Yay," I said half-enthusiastically. "Oh, we'll work on getting her better than that on her excitement!" she smiled at me. "Now Mommy, I've just sent Miss Crystal a message that she has a new student and she's on her way up. Before we do the hand-off, why don't you take a look at this screen and confirm the choices we've made on discipline, food, and therapies we offer?" 'Therapies?' I wondered nervously. 'I just want to make it out of this with my mind not completely mush, and my body not altered...' "I can hold Cammie for a minute while you check it!" she said to her. "Come here baby girl! You look so pretty!" She traded me for the tablet the girl offered, while the receptionist cooed at me. "Your stuffie is soo cute! What's its name?" "Rings," I said softly around my pacifier. "Is it a boy or a girl?" "Girl," I told her. "Do you know what kind of animal it is?" "Red Panda?" I said to her. "Wow! What a smart baby girl!" She cooed at me for a few more moments before Addison said, "I marked a few things out. Please note that nothing physical can be harmed or changed on her due to a court order. It's preventing us from taking away the surprise that's in her diaper too. As soon as the custody dispute is settled, I'll be getting that taken care of." I squirmed at that casual discussion of the fact I was being forcibly crossdressed right then. I didn't have time to dwell on it though. "Well, hello there!" a tall brown-haired woman said to me. I looked closely at her, and saw a name badge that said 'Crystal James - Teacher' on it. Her plump face was filled with a genuine smile that looked friendly enough. "I hear I'm getting a brand-new student!" I nervously looked at Addison, who had left me in the receptionists' arms still. "I heard that she's a special furry student?" I realized she was looking at the panda. "What's her name again?" "Oh, her name is Rings!" the receptionist said with a smile. "But that's not the new student silly, that's her stuffie, this is your new student!" She said bouncing me up and down. I wanted to groan - I probably would have if I wasn't so terrified! The woman wasn't as tall as Addison, but was probably only a foot shorter than her like my Grandma Suzy had been, so she was still nearly double my height! "What a silly mistake I made, what's your name, baby girl?" I blushed at that, but said, "Cammie." "Well, if you're Cammie, you must be Cammie's Mommy?" "I'm Addison, nice to meet you," she said, "We're both a little nervous of course," Addison said. "Totally normal! We'll take very good care of this pretty little princess!" I watched as she gathered up my diaper bag and the cooler bag of milk. "Did you hear that?" Addison said looking at me. "You're going to be in good hands! Now give Mommy a hug and a kiss, and then it's time for you to go play with Miss Crystal!" She came closer and kissed me on the forehead and nose, squeezed me tight, and then watched as I was passed to my new jailer. "Wave bye- bye to Mommy!" She actually grabbed my hand and made me wave to her, before turning down to leave into the facility. "Now I always like to give my big baby girls a special tour!" she smiled as we left. "There's two main hallways to your new daycare. If I walked down the other one with you, I probably wouldn't be carrying you because that one's only for Big Boys and Girls who don't need that! This hallway we're walking through to your classroom is on the baby side of the school for all of our wittle babies that aren't big enough to use the potty quite yet!" She carried me down a corridor that reminded me design wise of an elementary school, with inset doors for classrooms at regular intervals. I saw some 'Toddler' signs on doors, and everywhere was painted with vividly colored scenes appropriate for a daycare. I could see a few other workers taking 'kids' and real babies back and forth down the hallway. I was the only one being carried it seemed... "And over here we have our wing's nurse's office in case you get a little sicky with a tummy ache," she told me with a smile. I shuddered at the thought of going to a 'nurse' here, given the things that had even happened from them in my high school! Each room seemed to have a baby animal as its theme, something that reminded me of Wenig Hall at Emerson. 'They probably have a lot of staff and teachers that went there since we're in the same city.' I thought. I felt my stomach turn a bit at that! "Since you're a big girl, and can walk just fine, you get to be a big girl in our toddler class! If you were littler and couldn't do anything but crawl, you'd be in the next few rooms," she said motioning with her head down the hall. I could see the decorations became even more babyish - if that was possible - the further down the hallway you went. "And of course, all the way down is where our tiny infant babies who can't even crawl yet, are taken good care of! I'll show you the cafeteria and other play areas later, but let's go meet all of your new friends!" She had stopped in the hallway to point out those things, and now I was turned with her body to a door that said, 'Miss Crystal and Miss Kristin's Bunnies' on top of the door. Obviously, our animal was the bunny... They were everywhere on the door, shown munching on carrots, hopping through a field, and other playful images. I noticed that every single bunny had a diaper on in the images. 'Well obviously, we're babies...' I griped. She opened the door and the first thing that overtook me was the smell. It was a mixture of baby powder, poop, urine, bleach, and deodorizers attempting to control it. The room was carpeted in a short pile, with a series of alternating carpet tile squares in bright primary colors, and a massive round rug in the middle covered in bunnies and flowers. The walls carried the bunny theme all around, with the diapers being biggest on the bunnies over by three changing tables in a corner. One blonde haired woman had her back turned to us as she was changing the diaper of a ba... man. "Now wittle Mikey I know what must be your problem! You must be all stuffed up, lucky that Mommy left us with a special tool for that, huh!" I caught just a glimpse of his face of horror as she began shoving a suppository up his ass, and the squirm and sounds told me he would have been screaming if it wasn't for the pacifier locked into his mouth. "Let's put your stuff right here Princess!" she said to me, pointing to a cubby out of reach of most of the other occupants of the room. I could probably reach if I wanted to, but I had no desire to get into it. "Let's leave Rings right here, okay?" She pulled her from my grasp and I mentally smacked myself for wanting her back so badly! She noticed my look. "It's okay sweetie, we'll have nap time and you can have her back then to cuddle!" She bounced me up and down some more and I saw that there were another eleven occupants spread about the room. Most of them were playing in two areas right then with dolls, or trucks depending on their gender. I noticed one genuine baby looked to be playing with a toy on her own off to the side, perfectly content with that. I saw a mixture of Bigs and Littles, and a couple I wasn't completely sure of which they were. Miss Crystal walked around the room with me, showing me the dress-up corner, the toy wall, the story time area with three rocking chairs for the adults, art supplies, and even pointed to their teachers desks next to a fridge and a counter filled with bottle warmers. The woman changing the one Little had just finished up, and so she walked over there as she checked my diaper. "What a big girl you are with that dry diaper!" she cooed at me as she walked over. "Probably thirsty, huh?" she added. "I'll get you a bottle after circle time!" "Miss Kristin, I'd like you to meet our newest adorable Bunny Princess!" As the woman turned, Miss Crystal said, "This is Baby Cammie!" The face in front of me wasn't that of a stranger... It was a girl I had gone to high school with! Ten years ago, I had last seen her pushing around the stroller with my friend Tyler dressed as a baby girl she'd renamed Trinity, and let her have it. 'Shit!' *************************************************** Chapter 43: Circle Time *************************************************** I LOOKED IN horror at Kristin Guilford, but tried to keep my face passive. 'Maybe she won't recognize me...' I had to hope. My arm was once again waved at someone as she said, "Can you be a big girl and say 'Hi' to Miss Kristin?" "Hi Miss Kristin," I forced out. "Well, 'hi' to you too Cammie. I love your outfit! Your mommy dressed you so pretty for your first day of daycare, huh?" I dumbly nodded, hoping to get away from her as soon as I could. To my horror I was passed over to her. "I need to call the office for something. Would you please introduce her to the Clark sisters since they're sitting next to Bella and Gracie? They'll be good girls for her to start playing with." "Will do!" She held me securely, and I felt myself needing to pee from my nerves being so bad. I'd seen what she had done with Tyler, and found out that he had been grabbed right away after our graduation ceremony... A Big that does that straight after high school was usually one of the worst ones to watch out for! Knowing it wasn't like I had a reason to hold it, I went ahead and let it out into the diaper. Her hand must have warmed, as she sat me down, she asked. "Aww... did you make pee pees in your diapee like a good girl?" Her fingers squeezed the padding in front before patting my backside gently. "What a good girl! I can see why your mommy had you come to our room instead of a silly Preschool room. Just not ready to be a big girl, huh?" I looked at her and shook my head lightly. "No, Miss Kristin." She smiled. "You're going to do just fine here!" I noticed then she had sat me down next to four other 'baby girls' who were playing with baby dolls. "Girls, this is Cammie, can you all tell her what your name is?" "I'm Layla!" A genuine little girl said with a smile. She seemed a bit big to be in the toddler room, and was dressed identically to the girl next to her who she grabbed in a hug. "Dis is baby sistah Sammy!" Another girl next to Layla was a genuine baby too. "I'm Bella!" she shouted. "Inside voices, remember Bella?" "I'm Gracie!" The other 'girl' that sat there said with a giggle that matched the two genuine babies. Her age definitely didn't match though! While her hair was blonde, it was clearly dyed because I could see some gray roots showing. The wrinkles on her face were not something you saw on a young woman either, and I guessed she was probably at least two decades older than me. "Play nicely with Cammie," Kristin told them as she sat me down onto the rug. "Here's a baby doll for you to play with too," she said as she handed me a cloth covered doll. I took it from her. "Thanks Miss Kristin," I forced myself to say. "Oh, what a polite big girl we have!" She squealed, patted my head, then walked away. "You're new, but you at least have a brain," the woman named Gracie said. "Umm... Thanks?" She giggled... it was disconcerting to hear that from someone her age. "You'd be amazed how many can't figure that out. Taylor over there just got adopted, she fights tooth and nail on everything." She indicated with her head a shorter Little probably about four-and-a- half-feet tall. She had her brown hair tied into pigtails with huge obnoxious bows tied on each, and a 'dress' that barely covered her swollen diaper. I noted she had one of those damn locking pacifiers in her mouth, mittens on her hands, and a tearfilled face that looked miserable. "What did she do?" "Made Kristin mad... Didn't like the suppository she was being given and managed to kick her in the boob." The woman looked at me. "Wasn't a good idea... I wouldn't recommend doing that, especially given you're going to stand out in this room being so big." I nodded. "I kind of figured." "How long you been adopted?" the girl, Sammy, asked me. Looking over at her chunkier form, I figured she probably weighed as much as I did, but was about nine inches shorter. "Three days..?" "You're newer than I am!" she replied. "How come your mommy isn't at home taking care of you? She should have plenty of maternity leave?" The disconnect of her romper, obvious diaper, and our conversation was definitely significant. "Her mommy wants her back at work today..." I replied. "Oh... Rich mommy?" Gracie asked. I nodded. "Yes... unfortunately." Before they could ask me anything more Layla shoved me. "Play!" I was surprised by the shove, and watched as her sister said, "Layla you can't push people! Mommy said no to that!" "You baby, play!" Layla said to me. I saw Gracie nod towards the doll, and asked. "What do you want to play, Layla?" She looked happy with that question, beginning to talk in words I could barely understand half of. She was just 'teaching' me how to push my baby in a stroller when she bent her knees and grunted. I could smell the diaper instantly, but she didn't seem to care at all. Her sister Sammy sighed and suddenly stood up and went into the same crouch. I watched as she grunted a lot more than her sister, but was just as smelly. I watched as she sat down in it, and her sister grunted a bit more. Her friend Bella suddenly went over to another group to play, while Layla looked like she was done and wanted to sit down like her sister did. Miss Crystal came by right then though. She made a show of sniffing. "Uh-oh, I smell a poopy pants!" She picked me up in the air sniffed me, grabbed my diaper and said, "It's not this one." She smiled and sat me down. I watched as she checked Gracie who was also wet, and then the two sisters. She checked Sammy first. "A little poopy, but I know you can wait until your change. I'll make sure your mommy knows you were a good girl in your diapee!" I was surprised when she sat her right back down on the mess instead of taking her to change. "Must be you, huh?" she said as she tickled Layla. "Yep, you stinky!" She held her up and tickled her on the way to a changing table. "What just happened?" I asked before thinking. Sammy sighed. "What just happened is I was adopted in the hopes that my mommy can show my sister how to be a big girl. She hasn't shown any interest in potty training, so she thought she needed a sister to show her the way... Anytime she has a poopy diaper I have to have one too to make her feel better about herself..." "Why..?" "Bigs are crazy?" she replied. "No, I mean why..?" "Why didn't she change her too?" Gracie asked, running a brush through her doll's hair. "You want to potty train a Big, so they change them right away. No sense in them sitting in it and learning to like the feeling of their messy diaper. A Little is never going to grow up, so no reason to change us immediately." I squirmed at that information. "How long..?" I asked. She smirked. "Better get used to that one soon baby boy... I mean baby girl. What's the story there?" I sighed. "I had a choice; regressed, teeth, walking, as a boy, or be a 'big girl' and in Pull-Ups." "Wrong room for Pull-Ups?" she said to me. "My procedure was stopped at the last minute by the courts." She looked at me more warily. "Why does some court care about you?" I smiled. "I have friends..." "Well, I doubt you get out of those wet diapees anytime soon, but I wish you luck. I've been in various daycares in diapers now for twenty-eight years... had a couple years as a big adult girl working a job that were nice, I guess, but now I know I'll be in them until they put me in a grave." I was about to respond to that horrible truth when I heard. "Time to clean up boys and girls! It's circle time!" Another lady appeared right then and came over to where we sat with Kristin. "Can you be big girls and help Miss Erin put away your dollies? Then you can show little Cammie what we all do for Circle Time?" I nodded numbly at the treatment I knew was only just beginning. It was like herding cats as the three women gathered all fifteen of us up into a circle around the perimeter of the large floor rug. The two teachers and Miss Erin spread about the circle and I found myself sitting on a colored carpet circle right next to Miss Crystal. "Good morning everyone!" "Good morning, Miss Crystal!" All of the voices except mine and the two Littles with pacifiers stuck in their mouths replied enthusiastically. "Oh, we can do better than that, can't we Cammie?" She called me out. "Let's try that again, class! Good morning everyone!" She said even more cheerily. "Good morning, Miss Crystal," I joined in to avoid further embarrassment. "Now class today we have a new student, this is Cammie!" she said, leaning over and hugging me with one arm. "Everyone say, 'Hi Cammie!'" I heard everyone respond to varying degrees. Several of the genuine babies seemed actually happy to see a new face. Most of the Littles were either faking enthusiasm or numbly following along. "Now, since Cammie is new, we'll have to teach her all about what we bunnies do, huh?" She said as I watched her smiling face. "So, first thing is let's teach her our good morning song! Everyone, stand up!" She sang all of the lyrics, but Kristin and Miss Erin jumped in with an echo part we were supposed to say. Good morning, good morning? How are you today?? Good morning, good morning? I'm happy let's play. I felt a poke at my side from Gracie when I didn't join in on the second one, and figured I should probably at least try to join in. Like an elementary kid in choir who didn't know the song I tried to do the best I could. Fortunately, she did that first set of lines twice, so I could sing the second time. Stretch up, stretch down? Spin your head, turn around? Move your shoulders, up and down? Stretch your arms and turn around. She and the other teachers led us in the stretches and obviously they were intending on getting the wiggles out of the genuine little ones. For my part I felt things crackle as I did them since I was not exactly the picture of someone exercising recently! They moved back into the chorus twice then which I had figured out by then. Good morning, good morning? How are you today?? Good morning, good morning? I'm happy let's play. "Yeah, let's play!" she and the other teachers clapped and set off the real babies, and then the Littles followed along. "What a great little singer you are Cammie!" She said as she had everyone sit down. "Thanks." I blushed and knew I wasn't! "Now that we've said good morning, let's all introduce ourselves!" she said with a smile. "Say your name and whether you're a boy or a girl!" She smiled at me. 'Bitch...' I thought to myself. 'Likely if I were to answer truthfully, I'll get in trouble... if I say I'm a girl it'll be another thing...' She started. "My name is Miss Crystal, and I am a Girl!" She nudged the girl next to her who was a genuine toddler. "My name is Emma, and I am girl!" The next girl was the one who had been playing by herself. "Olivia, can you say your name?" Miss Kristin asked her. "Livia," she said. "And she's just a cute wittle girl, huh?" Miss Crystal said and reached over to tickle her. On and on it went as I was introduced to the seven Big toddlers, seven Littles, that was now made up of nine girls if you included me, and six boys. Finally, it made it back around to me. "Can you finish it off?" Miss Crystal asked me. I debated, but decided both options sucked, one would probably result in more punishment. "Hi, my name is Cammie, and I am a... girl." I managed to get out. "And what a good little girl too!" She said with a smile to me and hugged me again. I honestly had no idea how long we were sitting in the circle singing songs, playing little games, clapping and jumping on command, learning our days of the week, making faces on how we felt, and more before she finally said, "Okay boys and girls! It's snack time now! Let's line up and Miss Kristin will give you your snack to eat!" I realized that one of them had gotten up and begun heating up bottles and things while we were doing the 'circle time.' I waited my turn in line and went pee in the diaper again. "Oh, let's see what you get Cammie," Kristin said as she looked at a tablet. "Looks like you're still a special baby girl who gets her mommy's special milk, huh?" I dumbly nodded as she handed me the large bottle that had been warmed, knowing by the label that it was mine. Everyone was sitting down at either some short tables in one corner of the room eating grapes, cheerios, or other snack foods, or most of the Littles and little Olivia were lying down on the carpet drinking their bottles. I found myself a place next to a girl named Taylor who looked to be about twenty. I looked at the bottle for a moment and she said, "It sucks, doesn't it," in a quiet voice. I nodded. "Yeah, it does... How long for you?" "Two months... I volunteered when I was about to demerit out from Emerson." She made a motion to stick the bottle in her mouth and I followed suit, but didn't start drinking right away. "Why don't you make yourself more comfy, and lay down?" Miss Crystal said to me as she pushed me down. "After that baba we'll see about changing you into a new diapee too." I nodded and tentatively took a suckle from the bottle. This was the first time I had Addison's milk outside of directly nursing it from her. To my delight it tasted the same, even though the temperature wasn't quite right. Now that I had the taste on my tongue, I couldn't help but nurse faster on the bottle. As I did so I needed to pee some more, and could feel another need growing as well. I was kind of groggy as I began sucking at an empty bottle. I tilted it a couple ways trying to get more out, and Miss Crystal noticed. "Aww... did you need more milk?" I just stared at her, and shrugged. "I'll get you another bottle later sweetie, you're clearly new to it, but I'm surprised you're still awake with that much. Your mommy sent you a big bottle!" She tickled my stomach then, and said, "Why don't you walk over to the story time corner with everyone else, Miss Kristin is going to tell you all a story!" I sighed, but stood up and let her take my bottle from me. I saw there were a few pillows spread about the area and walked towards one. I was about to sit down and prop myself up on it when I felt the urge build again. Taking a peek at poor Mikee with his locking pacifier and very stinky diaper, I decided it wasn't a good idea to hold it. I assumed the squat position that seemed necessary for me to go, and pushed. I blushed as I realized there were at least ten pairs of eyes watching me as I pushed a huge load into the diaper. I could feel it curl and begin to squish against my skin as it ran out of space before the thick padding. I panted a little bit when I was done, and looked up to see the biggest boy other than me, Lucas say. "Cammie stinks, she poopied!" "Yes, she did, huh?" She walked over to him instead of me. "She's a stinky baby, just like you, huh?" She began tickling him, and carried him over to the circle. "We'll change both of your stinky butts after story time. Sit down criss cross applesauce boys and girls!" 'I hate her...' I thought as I sat down in the mess. I could feel it ooze around my bottom, and the stickiness of it, and knowing what it was, made it all the worse! 'Why isn't she changing him? Didn't Gracie say they changed Bigs normally right away?' As Kristin opened up the storybook she was using, I took a better look at Lucas. He was much older than any of the other babies in the room, probably well over four if I had to guess. Then I remembered kids had to be potty-trained to go to Preschool. 'Why is he here..?' Kristin held up a book and began telling a story about a butterfly... I honestly was impressed by her storytelling, but that didn't change my fear of her, or the fact that Addison's milk was beginning to hit me hard. I switched from sitting to lying down, and must have fallen asleep midway through the story. ******************************************************** I really appreciate those of you who have been commenting! 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