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    Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 30 - Added 3-23-2018 and 31 3-24-2018

    Originally posted by Cute-Kitten View Post
    There are a few subplots/ scenes personally I'm hoping will be circling back in to make an appearance. My favorite parts of all this have been with Amanda's sisters, and with the fancy restaurant where Stacy impressed the chef. I'm wondering how Bella will react to eating there.

    To comment on the latest part of the story- what a cliff hanger! I'm wondering if maybe the lady will succeed in kidnapping Stacy in a reversal of reader expectations, or if Stacy will surprise her with some action like she did with jumping into the dolphin tank and climbing the tree to escape Chloe.
    As I just responded to DonBiki there will be appearances from them in the near future. But no hints on the next chapter!

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      Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 30 - Added 3-23-2018 and 31 3-24-2018

      I particularly appreciate the variety of characters and perspectives you have inhabiting the world. I think it's really challenging to flesh out as many minor or supporting characters as you have here without resorting to easy stereotypes or having everyone act the same. You do a wonderful job of giving a lot of personality and identity to the people that Stacy meets, and showing us they all have slightly different views and ways they interact with this world.
      Be gentle. Thanks,

      Peter Rabbit

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        Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 30 - Added 3-23-2018 and 31 3-24-2018

        Omg, you did it again. You got my hooked on your story and wondering just what is going to happen in the next chapter. Not to mention the dramatic changes in her relationship between her mommy and her. Its cute to hear her desire for the things that originally bothered her.

        Thank you so much for posting!! I'll be watching for the next chapter.

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          Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 30 - Added 3-23-2018 and 31 3-24-2018

          Chapter 32:



          I DIDN’T HESITATE and found myself jumping and tumbling away from the woman while at the same time screaming, “What are you doing?!?”


          I stared at the woman for a moment as she stared back, seeming confused that I had avoided her. “Get over here baby!” she hissed at me as she began running towards where I stood. Just as her hand reached out to grab me I dodged around the other side of the stroller she had been pushing. She snarled a moment before turning the handles of the stroller to try and knock me down! I quickly dodged back again, just missing the wheels hitting my leg!


          As I jumped back though my loose hair lagged behind me, giving her something to hold onto! I felt her pull some strands, but luckily she’d missed the majority of it. I continued dodging her and ducked underneath a nearby table to try and get some distance between us.


          As we played our game of cat and mouse, I turned for a just a moment to see that her accomplice was keeping an eye on us. It was a massive mistake on his part though, because Amanda swept his legs from underneath him and I heard him cry out in pain as she landed an elbow into him. My own diverted attention was just as big of a mistake for me though, as I nearly got caught by a hand again! The woman had closed the distance to the table I had just climbed ridiculously quickly. I just managed to backflip off of it as she again tried for me. As I flew through the air I just caught the side of her hand with my foot. “Fuck!” she cried out. I caught a glimpse of some sort of tattoo as I hurried to move away some more.


          For the next couple of moments we played a vicious game of keep away. I jumped between, over, under, in, and around tables and chairs that were set inside the inside cafe courtyard. I was just hoping to keep free from her for a while as I continued diving in and out of her reach. Bystanders weren’t sure if they should help her catch the unruly little, or stop the woman from kidnapping me. Like most situations though absolutely all of them did nothing except watched! ‘If she gets her hands on me I’m done for!’


          Just as I began feeling cornered against a wall, and wondered how I could fend her off for much longer I heard, “What’s going on here?” a deep man’s voice shouted. With that I watched as the lady and her accomplice abandoned the stroller, and their confrontation with Amanda and me, to flee the campus security guards who were pouring out from a doorway.


          “Mommy, are you okay?” I ran over to Amanda who seemed a bit dazed, but mostly angry. Her hair was a mess and the winces in her face gave away a level of pain she was feeling.


          She hugged me tightly and said, “I think so… It’s going to hurt in the morning, but are you okay?”


          I noticed that we both had tears coming out of our eyes as a large man in a police uniform approached us. “Are you and your daughter okay ma’am?”


          She nodded, “I’m pretty sure those two were trying to kidnap my baby girl here…”


          “Is this stroller yours?” he asked.


          I shook my head, “No, that woman was pushing it…”


          There wasn’t much to tell about what had happened, but we gave our statements anyway. As the officers went through the stroller one of them held something up, “Sir, look what was in here!”


          He held up a rattle of some sort and I felt Amanda’s arms stiffen and I turned to look up at her, “What’s that?”


          “It’s an illegal mind control device for littles,” the man answered gently. “We’ll have to have it checked over and tested to be sure, but it at least temporarily would have made you go to La La Land so she could get you away without you alerting anyone you were being kidnapped.”


          “Doctor Westerfield do you have anyone who might have a grudge or something against you? This seems more planned than a simple campus snatch?”


          I looked at Amanda and wondered what her answer would be. She seemed to think for a moment before nodding, “This weekend we took a trip to Selegnasol and we met a little on the plane next to us. After talking with her for a while on the plane we made a mutual decision for us to adopt the little girl as a sister to my Stacy here.”


          “Go on…?” The large man who seemed to be in charge said.


          “Over the weekend it became clear that we seem to have managed to get in the middle of a shady Little trafficking ring. We had issues in the park and at the airport, but hoped nothing would happen back here at home?” She sniffled a little. Both of our emotions were running high and tears were going down her face and mine.


          “That may very well have something to do with this then,” he said. “Let me check with my office and see if they got a good picture of them on our security cameras…” He was on his phone for several minutes and didn’t look happy while he was doing so. He finally looked down at his phone and shook his head before coming back over to us, “Look, my men will keep an eye out on you for the rest of the afternoon while you’re here on campus until we find this lady. She seems to have had a man helping her too, but the cameras didn’t record a good view of either of their faces, and the whole area here is blank for fifteen minutes…”


          “Damn,” Amanda swore.


          I thought for a second before suggesting, “I could sketch her face on my tablet if you give me a few minutes?”


          He looked at me a little dubiously and said, “Sweetie I appreciate you want to help, but your stick figures won’t help?”


          “Well darn, I was going to give you something more like a professional portrait…?”


          “She’s serious?” The officer looked at Amanda.


          Amanda shrugged, “I’ve never known her not to be.”


          “Come on then, let’s go back to our office and give you a place to work…” the detective said begrudgingly.


          “Thanks,” I beamed up at him with my best little girl smile that I’d occasionally been practicing in the mirror. The effect worked as he blushed and muttered something. Amanda helped me up and I looked at the time.


          “You still have an hour until your test,” Amanda told me.


          I nodded, “Should be enough time I hope…”


          The officer led us through a door right from the area next to the attach that I learned led to the main security office. I was surprised to see it in the student union, but with all of the signs and literature about reporting rape posted… I guessed it was probably to help victims report easier. ‘Of course they don’t allow the little victims to report…’ I thought darkly. What Madison had done last night wasn’t something I could report – but it was damn close!


          He led us to a conference room and Amanda helped me get settled into a too large metal chair. She handed my my backpack and I gathered my tablet and stylus. I saved the other image I had been working on before she could look at it and began a new canvas and closed my eyes for a second. ‘Yep, the nanites gave me a perfect photographic memory…’ I thought with a smile. I locked into the moment I’d looked into the woman’s face and began drawing. I was quick with it using charcoal and ink options. The dexterity settings in the nanites seemed to have translated into a lot of fine motor control for me as well because my hands worked better at this than they had ever done before!


          A memory of a mole on her face stuck out, along with another on her neck in a pretty obvious place. Thinking back to it there was also a tattoo on the underside of her wrist I’d seen. As I sketched on my tablet, the detective and Amanda would occasionally look over my shoulder – I couldn’t help but feel like a freak with some of the stares both of them gave me. Forty-five minutes later I had a pretty darn near photographic rendition of the woman. “This is her,” I told him while showing him the picture. “And she has this tattoo on the underside of her wrist,” I said pointing to a side drawing.


          He stared at both, but in particular the tattoo, which seemed to make him frown. “That’s not good, that means she’s a part of the Trelini crew.”


          “Trelini Crew?” I asked but Amanda’s face showed recognition.


          “Think mafia kiddo,” he said with a sigh. “You’ve got some enemies that are probably not going to give up easily. Can you e-mail me that sketch? If it’s accurate, you’re a hell of a lot better than the sketch artist at my old police department.”


          “What’s your e-mail?” I asked and sent it off to him.


          He gave it to me and Amanda asked that I copy it to her too. Soon finished I said, “I have to get to a placement exam now…”


          “I’ll have a couple of my guys go over there with you,” he said, “in fact we’ll give you a ride.”


          I was glad to see they meant a ride on a golf cart like vehicle as opposed to a police car! I noted that all of the campus security officers seemed to be armed with guns, tasers, and clubs. ‘Definitely more police department than security,’ I admitted.


          They left Amanda and I outside the lobby of the Kilby center where I quickly waved my student ID, Amanda waived hers, and we went upstairs to the third floor where the test was scheduled to be held. Outside the door she said, “Good luck! If I’m not outside when you finish just come upstairs to my office.”


          I nodded and walked in the room where a professor was overseeing a couple dozen Amazons signing in for the test. “Did you get lost sweetie?” the professor asked as I came up to the table that towered over my head.


          “No sir, I’m here for the placement exam?”


          “Umm… we don’t get many littles who take this test… No little sized computers in this lab… I don’t know if you’ll be able to manage it?”


          “I’ll be fine,” I smiled that same little girl smile at him and he took on the look of ‘oh sweetie you’re so cute. I’ll let you make a fool of yourself…’


          “Your time to waste I suppose…” he said, “name?”


          “Stacy Westerfield,” I replied.


          “Are you related by chance to Professor Westerfield?” He asked, cluing in immediately.


          “Does it matter?” I asked back.


          “No, it shouldn’t. You’re just a little after all…” he said condescendingly. His interest seemed to deflate and I let him point me to a large computer system in the front row that was spaced away from the next giant student. The boy looked familiar and I realized it was Jackson.


          “Hi Jackson,” I said as I approached the seat.


          “Well hi again Stacy,” he said with a smile to me. “I should have known I’d see you here.”


          I smiled back, “Of course, have to entertain myself somehow, right?”


          “Your dollies aren’t fun enough?” One girl a row away snickered.


          “They said you were going to play with them today!” I said in that sweet voice. “You promised them you would wear a diaper just like them!”


          The girl looked at me like she was ready to leap over the desk and pound my butt, but a moment later her face cracked and she began laughing, “I like you kid!”


          Now free of the banter I looked at the gigantic chair and hoped I still had that plastic portable booster seat thing in my bag so I could reach the keyboard. Thankfully Amanda seemed to have thought about it and I found it inside next to my other spare diaper. Thinking about my diaper I realized I was about to leak!


          “How much time before we begin the test?” I asked tentatively.


          “Ten minutes?” Jackson said.


          “I need to head to the bathroom real quick,” I said as I ran out and waved at the professor – not giving him a chance to say anything.


          Luckily I found a bathroom close by and quickly changed my Pamper for another, making it back to the room and into my portable booster before he began instructions. “Your skirt is tucked into your diaper,” Jackson whispered to me,” just before that.


          I blushed when I realized that the back of my skirt was indeed tucked into my diaper and everyone could see the characters and green backing of the back of the diaper. I sighed and just pulled my skirt back down ignoring the snickers of the girl behind me.


          ‘At least she didn’t follow me to change me…’ I thought. ‘Glad I caught it before I leaked all over my skirt,’ I added.


          “Good afternoon,” the professor at the front said, “I’m Doctor Wernstrom, I teach the intro to computer programming classes here at Emerson. Please make sure your phones and other devices are turned off.” He paused while people did that. ‘Amanda has mine…’ I thought to myself and wondered about my watch. There was no way to airport mode it from what I remembered and I decided I’d play dumb if it came up. “I need you to go ahead and login now to the testing screen in front of you with your Network ID and Password.”


          I reached and managed to use the lever on the side of the chair to push me up as high as it would go, so that with the booster I was able to reach the keyboard almost comfortably as long as I was kneeling on my knees. I heard a giggle behind me, but ignored it as I typed on the large keyboard. Even though it was huge compared to me, I was still able to type rapidly. I’d figured out a way to kind of do a three finger system with my pinky, middle finger, and thumb on Fred’s that had let me speed up a bit and avoid hunting and pecking. That technique had me logged in before one of the professors teaching assistants walked by to offer assistance. His face kind of amused me when he realized I wasn’t a total idiot!


          I just smiled at him and waited for the next instruction.


          “Okay, many of you may have some formal coursework in coding, others may have just had hobbyist experience,” Doctor Wernstrom said. “This test will let you test out of up to four semesters of computer programming fundamentals which are CS 110, CS 111, CS 131, and CS132. It is possible you will only receive credit for CS110 depending on your scores. The test must be completed in two hours. Your code for each problem may be in any standard language that we have a compiler for. Do not use anything that’s an oddball proprietary language – it won’t earn you points and it won’t be graded!” He said that sternly as if someone had tried that many times to make brownie points.


          “The software is designed to recognize formatting in most of the major languages automatically for you to help you edit quickly. It will not however give you information on any functions or codes that you may have forgotten. All of your code must compile and meet the directions. If any code doesn’t operate correctly, end as noted, or give proper results it will not receive credit. The way the software works though you will not be able to compile it to test it – this test assumes that you have good fundamental understanding of how the code works.”


          I gulped and hoped everything would run since I frequently checked my code by compiling it!


          “Please understand that the most elegant solutions will receive the best scores! Less code is more! Due to the open nature of this test it may be Thursday before we have some of your results. Any questions?” He asked.


          “Seeing none, go ahead and click the start button and good luck!” He told us.


          I quickly followed his direction and read the first question. It was a simple problem of generating numbers based off the Fibonacci sequence and I quickly wrote a very minimal code that would do so. I’d done that in the first week of one of my classes in high school so I was sure it would quickly work! The program then delved into ideas of ‘game of life’ sequences and other fairly simple problems before advancing onto using matrices, databases, kept me zoned in as I worked. Only a brief feeling of needing to pee and releasing that into my diaper made me think at all about where I was at. The wet diaper though was quickly ignored and I went right back to coding.


          The final question was a much more advanced task that made me actually think. I reached it with an hour to spare and began carefully coding the project in the hopes of cracking it. It very much reminded me of the Lego Robot challenge I had done my senior year. This question did give some information on code that was available and essentially demanded you design a robot to autonomously navigate a field of obstacles and challenges. ‘This could be a DARPA question…’ I grumbled to myself as I did my best to give a solution.


          “Thirty minutes left!” the professor called as I was half-way through coding my solution.


          I sighed heavily and found myself chewing on my tongue as I kept moving on. ‘I wonder what someone would say if I used a pacifier in class…?’ I shook my head and got back to work.


          The problem was you had to first code a set of responses for the obstacles… not terribly difficult, but very time consuming! I hoped I was on the right track as I then moved into a if/then statement that covered the first challenge when the robot reached it. I was stuck on how to recognize that it had reached it when I noted a hint they’d given in the question and information above and incorporated it.


          “Ten minutes remaining,” he called just as I attacked the final challenge on the course. It demanded an answer to a number problem query. It was a simple little code exercise once I came up with a way for the problem to call for the response. I had just clicked save and submit five seconds before he called, “Time!”


          I had just a moment to view ‘Congrats you finished the test,’ before the screen locked me and the other students out.


          All around me students grumbled, “I didn’t understand anything past question two!”


          Jackson looked at me as I stretched out and began considering jumping down, “I made it to the last question but that was too much for me, how’d you do?”


          I smiled, “I think I did pretty well.”


          “What question did you finish last?” He asked me as I slid down and began folding up my portable booster seat into my bag.


          “The last question?”


          “So you were stumped there too?”


          “No,” I shook my head, “I finished the last question. Hopefully it compiles, I clicked submit a couple seconds before he called time.”


          “Wait, you finished?” A girl asked who had given me the hard time before the test asked. “You mean you just submitted an answer for each question, right?”


          I laughed, “They should be right answers, we’ll have to see.”


          I walked towards the elevators and saw Amanda wasn’t there yet. I was shocked a moment later when the girl said, “You’re wet again little girl! You definitely need a diaper change, want me to do it?”


          “No thanks,” I said politely.


          “Well I’ll have to take you to your dorm or the infirmary then?”


          “I’m just going up to my mommy’s office, she’ll take care of it for me, but thanks,” I told her. “If you could push the up button for me and then the top floor I would appreciate it.”


          “What?” The girl was confused. “Your mommy works here?”


          “Yes, she told me to meet her on the top floor. If you’re really that worried about me you can come meet her… but I am already adopted, so there’s no point in badgering me?”


          “She’s not making that up, I met her mom earlier,” Jackson told her with a smile. “By the way I’m Jackson?”


          “Hailey,” she told him.


          “I’m Stacy,” I told her as the door opened for the up elevator and Jackson pressed the button for me before stepping back out. “Nice to meet you Hailey, maybe some other time?”


          The doors closed on a thoroughly confused giant and I couldn’t help but laugh and breathe a sigh of relief at the same time!


          When the doors opened Kimberly greeted me with a smile, “Well hi Stacy! Did your mommy forget you downstairs?”


          I laughed, “You know her with her toys!”


          “I do indeed. The number of times your daddy has had to call me to go interrupt her so she would go home makes what I do a full time job!”


          I giggled, “I’m going back to her office?”


          “Her doors probably shut, let me go back and open it for you,” she told me. Sure enough the door handle, which would have been out of my reach without a serious jump, needed her to open it. “I found a lost little girl looking for you,” she told Amanda as she started from her computer and looked at a clock.


          “Oops… I guess I forgot about you, huh?”


          “Uh-huh,” I smiled at her.


          Kim laughed as she closed the door behind me and I walked over to Amanda.


          “How’d the test go?”


          I shrugged, “I think it went well? I finished it I think. Most everyone else looked overwhelmed at all but the first question or two.”


          “You finished it?” she asked with some surprise. “Completely? The autonomous section too?”


          “I think so… It should compile and work. I hated that I couldn’t run test runs of the programs to make sure they were bug free…”


          “Hmm…” she looked thoughtful as I walked up to her.


          “What were you doing that you forgot about me?” I kidded her.


          “Umm… using your sketch to try and find the woman who tried to snatch you?”


          “Oh…” I said, “any luck?”


          “Yeah, I think so. I used a processing software one of our faculty members has been testing on facial recognition through the local police departments online mugshot database…”


          “Wait… is that a public database…?” I asked.


          Her blush made me think it wasn’t, “well it’s not exactly heavily guarded?”


          “Mommy, Daddy is not going to be happy if he finds out…” I smiled at her.


          “Good thing he won’t, huh?” she smiled back and picked me up to set me on her lap in front of the computer screen. A picture of the woman that matched both my memory and my sketch exactly was displayed on the screen.


          Serena Ricci, Age 42
          Convictions: Petty Theft, Assault, Drug Possession – May 2003
          Known Affiliations: Trelini Mafia


          Suspected crimes went considerably longer on her ‘rap’ sheet. “She’s a piece of work?” I said.


          Amanda nodded, “Yeah she is. Dangerous one too… I’m going to send this to my dad and see what he can do to help us out.”


          I watched as she composed an e-mail before she felt my diaper under my skirt, “Feels like you need a change?”


          I nodded and shyly asked, “You do it?”


          She turned me around in her lap, “Stacy… You probably…”


          “Please?” I asked.


          “I thought you want to be a big college student?”


          “Well yeah… but that doesn’t mean I don’t want the most awesome mommy in this dimension to still take care of me?”


          She squeezed me tight, “I want you to be able to get by on your own during the days…”


          “I changed myself several times today, it’s your turn,” I tried a smile on her.


          “Oh I see how this is,” she said as she began mercilessly tickling me and I found myself wetting the diaper some more. The tickling session ended with her standing up holding me upside down for a second before she grabbed my backpack and laid me down on her couch. She pulled a changing mat from somewhere that she moved underneath me before reaching into my backpack for a diaper and wipes.


          “Uh-oh,” she said.


          “Uh-oh?” I asked.


          “Yes, uh-oh… This is your last Pamper in here…”


          “Oh… well hopefully it’ll get me through dinner and the events?”


          “I guess we’re going to have to hope for that. You might make sure you get any other pee-pee out into that diapee before I change you?”


          I nodded and tried to force my bladder clear but there wasn’t much left as far as I could tell. I guess I must have had a face that said I was done because she pulled the tapes loose on my diaper and began cleaning me up. She didn’t take a long time, but it was definitely different when she changed it from my quick changes. I smiled as she taped me into the new diaper and hugged her, “Thank you Mommy.”


          She hugged me back, “You’re very welcome Princess.” After a moment of holding me she pushed me away so she could throw the diaper in a disposal sack she found somewhere and then into her trashcan. “You ready to go meet with your nest?”


          I shrugged, “Not really… but I figure I should try and make some friends though. Never know when that can help!”


          She hugged me and said, “That’s really smart! Do you need me to come find you later and get you some more diapers?”


          I shrugged, “What’s the worst that will happen?”


          “A diaper change?” She said hopefully. “Hopefully that’s it… remember you are tiny though! They may not even have your size!”


          “I’ll risk it this time I guess,” I told her. “Remind me to stock my bag though with a lot more!”


          “I’ll bring a box of your diapers here too tomorrow,” she told me.


          “Kay,” I told her as she helped me up and then used her fingers to straighten my hair.


          “Remind me to get you a hairbrush for your bag too,” she said grabbing my hand. “Here’s your phone too by the way sweetie,” she said as she helped me tuck it into the front pocket.


          We caught the elevator downstairs and checked out with the security desk where Amanda asked, “There’s supposed to be someone from security who can take us over to Wenig?”


          It was a different guard than normal who looked at her and said, “Let me call them.”


          A few minutes later one of their team was pulling up with a cart and we hopped on for the ride across campus. “Wait here just a moment?” Amanda asked him when we pulled up. “I’ll need a ride to my car?”


          “Sure thing ma’am,” the polite man said. Amanda helped me hop off of her lap where she’d held me and walked me to the door where an amazon girl was watching.


          “Can I help you?”


          “Stacy is here to get together with her nest?”


          “You know where you’re going, hun?” She asked me in that condescending baby voice.


          “Yes ma’am, may I go ahead and go upstairs?”


          “Sure thing sweetie,” she told me and I walked to the elevator after waiving bye to Amanda.


          The elevator did actually feature a button that was low enough for me to press to call it, and it featured a double panel inside to make it easier for littles to push their destination. I pressed ‘2’ quickly and watched the doors shut. I sighed and hoped this wasn’t something I would regret doing! When the elevator opened I could see a hallway empty of littles. A few bigs, mostly girls, were wandering around and I assumed they had to be Nest Hens. I made a point not to make eye contact but just walk straight to the room and managed to get in without being challenged. The door was open so I walked in and saw all of the littles seemed to be doing their own thing in the room – almost like normal college students!


          Madison was nowhere to be seen, but Laura seemed to be intently trying to do something with her computer so I walked over to her, “Hey,” I said.


          “Stacy!” She said with a smile and gave me a quick hug. “You came back today?”


          I shrugged, “Mrs. Walters sent me an e-mail last night asking if I would come ‘bond’ with my fellow students today now until the end of the evenings activities when you have to go to bed.”


          “When we have to go to bed?” Laura whispered with a smile.


          “You know what I mean… I have to go home.”


          “Somehow I think I do know what you mean, but I don’t blame you and I won’t accuse you.” She told me with a smile. “I didn’t see you earlier?”


          “Where?”


          “The city tours?”


          “Oh… well since it’s not like I’ll be getting around on my own anyway, and I sort of live in this city, I went to get my hair done instead.”


          “I thought something was different, but I haven’t seen you long enough to know if it was just a different way you combed it!”


          “What do you think?”


          “I like it!” she said as she looked at it and actually ran a hand through it, “It’s like elementary chic!”


          I stuck my tongue out at her, “Better than daycare chic?”


          “Definitely!”


          “Were you at the luncheon?” I asked her.


          She shook her head, “Only littles who still had their parents here could go. Everyone else had bagged lunches on the lawn in front of the dorm.”


          “That sucks…” I said.


          “What was at the lunch?”


          “A feast of seafood… well and crazy bigs… but you know how it is,” I told her.


          She nodded sadly, “Yep.”


          “So why are you just now showing up?”


          “Oh, I had to take the computer science placement test.”


          “How’d that go?”


          “Good I think… we’ll see how the test grades out though.”


          For the next twenty minutes we talked and were joined by Annie, Esther, and Gemma. Esther’s parents had still been there so she’d been at the luncheon, but everyone else seemed to have been just at the dorm hanging out and getting situated. Apparently a couple of littles from other rooms had not taken the CARE exam yet, and none of them returned to the dorms. That evolved into a question on how everyone else had made it through the test. Most of them had known about the change in rules in advance, but one girl was just lucky enough to have worn a diaper and not needed to go poop.


          “How did you make it through it though?” Gemma asked me, “You’re so tiny…?”


          I laughed, “It helps when your adopted daddy is a surgeon? Let’s just say I was completely clear of everything and leave it at that…”


          She looked at me, “So you really are adopted?”


          I nodded, “I’m not from this dimension… I’m here more as an exchange student. I was scared to live here in the dorms, so I decided to find foster parents so to speak.”


          “You’re going back to the other dimension when you graduate?” Laura asked.


          “That’s the goal at least…” I sighed, “Not sure if it’s going to work out easily with the tracker I have in me going off the second I go through the doors though.”


          “You’ve been back to the portal?” Annie asked with surprise.


          “To talk to my parents?”


          “They let you do that?” Gemma asked.


          “It’s one of the things in the contract,” I told her.


          “Contract?” Esther asked.


          “This is my second trip to this dimension,” I told them, “on my first I saw how things are for littles. I’m actually betweener size back home, but here I’m like half my size this time… Anyway, my adoptive parents and I set some ground rules before I came on what was and wasn’t acceptable.”


          “Oh,” Laura said curiously. “Like wha…?”


          Before any of the girls could badger me for any more information I heard Madison’s voice, “Oh Stacy! You decided to join us!”


          I looked up and forced a smile, “Hi Miss Madison, Mrs. Walters invited me to come over for the afternoon.”


          “I’m glad you did! You seem to all be making good little friendships now too, huh?”


          Her patronizing voice desperately made me want to strangle her, but I kept the smile on my face. “Well are all my little mice ready for din-din?”


          “Yes Miss Madison,” the other girls said together. Thankfully she wasn’t looking at me so she didn’t note my missing the cue there.


          “Why doesn’t everyone use the potty one more time before you go?” she suggested. She led everyone to the bathroom door and I watched her lift each girls skirt up as they passed. Everyone had dry pull-ups on until she got to Annie whose pull-up was sagging.


          “Something you need to tell me Annie?”


          “Sorry Miss Madison, would you please help me change my pull-up?”


          “Why certainly,” she told her. She picked her up and sat her on her hip before looking at me, “Well Stacy, don’t you want to try and go use the potty like the other ‘big’ girls?”


          “Miss Madison you’re silly, I told you last night I’m not potty trained!”


          “Oh that’s right, I forgot we had a baby little already, huh?” She said. “But I’m guessing Annie here’ll be joining you soon, huh?” She told the little in her arms that she sat down on the changing table.


          There was no pretense as she pulled her skirt up, ripped the pull-up, and began wiping her up. “Now Annie dear, do you want to try and be a big girl in a pull-up or use a diapee like Baby Stacy?”


          “Pull-up please,” Annie said in a shaking voice that I assumed meant she was in tears.


          “Okay Annie, but one more daytime accident today and you’ll be wearing diapees just like your baby friend.”


          “Yes Miss Madison, I’ll do better!” Annie said.


          “Good girl, now go mark your accident on your potty chart. Or do you need help?” she said to her a moment later when she sat her down while flashing her new clean pull-up.


          She blushed, “I can do it Miss Madison.”


          The other girls were coming out of the bathroom as she ran in there to make sure she was empty and Madison rounded on me.


          “Now Baby Stacy, you said you aren’t potty trained so I need to make sure you’re all dry. Would you be a big girl and pull your skirt up so I can make sure you’re dry?”


          I blushed a little but did so, “See I’m all dry!”


          She turned me around and pulled my diaper back open, “And clean too! Maybe someday you’ll be ready for the big girls potty like everyone else, huh?” She said to the audience of girls who I noticed were a mixture of disgust, fear, relief, and embarrassment. Somehow I was pretty sure every girl had all four of those emotions showing!


          A moment later she had the rope in her hand and said, “Come on Mice, let’s make our caterpillar line!”


          I grabbed onto the purple ring again and noted that my name was now written in sharpie on it as we were led to the elevator and then downstairs and out to a large lawn area with a tent setup. As we walked in the line a lot of the amazon students would snicker or stare at us. Several we passed said, “Awe! She’s so cute!” referring to one of us. ‘Probably me,’ I admitted.


          “Okay now girls, you’re going to each get one plate of food and then come sit down on the grass here outside!” Madison said. “I’ll have blankets down for you when you get back for you to sit on so we don’t get grass stains all over your cute uniforms!”


          “Yes Miss Madison,” I joined everyone in saying this time.


          Joining the line with the other littles I found myself noticing the group already seemed smaller, even if it was only a few from the CARE exam. For dinner apparently they took our size into consideration and we received pieces of chicken breasts that had to have been quartered from their original size given the size of food I saw on the bigs plates! Once I had chicken and the sides I walked back to the blanket and sat down.


          “Oh you didn’t get a drink?” Madison asked as I sat down.


          “I have one in my bag already Miss Madison,” I told her politely and pulled my backpack off my shoulders to grab the bottle of water Amanda had me put in there.


          “Are you sure?” she asked, “Everyone else is getting some really good punch it looks like?”


          I noted then that everyone was indeed getting cups of punch in open cups and groaned at their stupidity for taking them. Most walked with full cups that they seemed to guzzle quickly. I had a gut feeling that it was just a matter of time before disaster in some form was going to strike. ‘Will it be immediate or after she diapers everyone for bed?’ I wondered.


          “I’m sure Miss Madison, I’m following my mommy’s rules. You wouldn’t want me to get in trouble with her, would you?” I asked with that smile I was perfecting.


          Her face was adorably pissed off and I fought the urge to giggle. “No, we wouldn’t want your mommy mad at you.”


          Laura and everyone from the nest came and sat down on the blankets Madison had setup before she went for her own food. I noted the bigs had picnic tables inside the pavilion to sit at, but we weren’t allowed to join them for some reason.


          “Why do we have to eat out here?” Annie asked my question for me.


          “Another way to demean us as future babies,” Brooke answered her. “We’ll all be pissing and shitting our diapers like Stacy there before we have a chance to graduate.”


          “Well glad I have a head start,” I said as I stuck my tongue out at her. The other girls laughed at her.


          “Hey at least she’s been adopted to a better situation than any of us…” Gemma said.


          “So enough about adoptions…” Laura said, “it’s depressing. Anyone have any tips for tomorrow’s math test you’ve heard?”


          Welcoming the change of subject some of the girls said what they’d heard. “I know you can’t use a calculator,” Gemma said.


          “Like seriously?” Alyssa asked. “I’m just going to go in and take it and know I’ll be in the remedial classes. I still don’t know how my CARE score was enough to pass!”


          “What’d you get?” Annie asked.


          “Overall like a 1039,” she said, “but on the math it was like a 200? If it hadn’t been for the other subjects I’d have been screwed.”


          “Well and you made it through without shitting yourself,” Chelsea said.


          Out from nowhere I watched as Madison had reappeared, pulled Chelsea up and over her kneeling knee, pulled her skirt up, panties down, and began pounding her butt with her hand. “You will not cuss little girl!”


          By the end she was a blubbering mess and Madison’s, “I won’t give you a demerit this time, but next time you’ll be seeing the Dean!”


          “Yes… Miss Madison… Tha... Thank you…” she stammered out while snot and tears covered her face. She walked away towards a tree to collect herself for a minute.


          After an awkward moment of silence I asked Laura, “What did you get on your test?”


          “Oh… 1350?” she said.


          “That’s really good!” Jasmine said. “I only got a 1200.”


          I sat and tried to keep quiet as I knew my score was a bit out of the normal range. “Okay short stuff, everyone else has said what they got, you haven’t – what’d you get?” Madison asked when she figured out I’d been quiet.


          “Oh… a pretty good score…” I said hoping not to make everyone feel like I was a genius.


          “Pretty good?” Laura prodded.


          “Like worse than Alyssa?” Annie asked tactlessly.


          “Umm… no, it was better.”


          “You are seriously not going to try and feel like you’re going to be embarrassed by a bad score, right?” Brooke said. “I mean obviously you’re here?”


          I sighed, “1929,” I said quietly.


          “You’re lying, right?” Madison said. “That’s impossible…”


          “No Miss Madison, I guess it’s a pretty good score but I was just doing my best,” I told her.


          I watched her dig out her phone and go digging into something. “Let me see your ID Stacy,” she told me and I watched as her phone must have taken a picture and scanned it.


          “Well I’ll be, you’re telling the truth… probably the highest score anyone has in your class Stacy.” She seemed a little impressed as she scrolled through a screen, “Wait, you’re the little that almost got kidnapped earlier?”


          “Kidnapped?” Laura asked.


          “What?” another girl asked.


          I sighed, “Yeah, that’s me…”


          “What happened?” Annie asked.


          “Not really sure…” I kind of lied, but thought I would tell some of the truth too, “My mommy and daddy and I went to Selegnasol this weekend for a vacation and they ended up adopting another little as a sister for me on the plane.”


          “Big sis or little sis?” Someone asked.


          “She’s bigger than me but littler?”


          Everyone nodded as if that odd statement made perfect sense… and I just continued on, “Anyway, apparently someone else wanted her and they’re not happy with my parents.”


          “That’s scary!” Jasmine said.


          “I know… I’m just glad I saw the woman just in time to jump out of her way. Otherwise I’d be a mindless baby right now. They had some sort of illegal hypnosis brain scrambler thingee in the stroller they were going to push me away in…”


          Several girls hugged me then and I knew that they understood how scary that was. Worse yet was that it was probably most of their fates to be stolen away like that… That depressing thought made some more tears go down my eyes before Madison said, “Okay girls, we need to go back to the dorm and freshen up before going to the stadium for the freshman class photo.” Funnily enough for some reason Madison seemed to look a bit sad at me then too and I wondered if she might have a heart after all?


          I doubted it.


          During the walk back I couldn’t help but note that even though I didn’t drink a ton of my water I definitely had to pee! ‘I really want to hold it until after the picture…’ I thought to myself. As we rode the elevator up to the second floor again I couldn’t help but release it into my diaper though. While I felt relieved I couldn’t help but worry about not having another diaper to change into.


          “Okay my little mice, why don’t you all go ahead and go potty and make sure your ready so we can go to the stadium and take our picture with the big kids.”


          “What are we wearing?” Alyssa asked, “Do we need our shirt from yesterday?”


          Madison giggled, “No, the big kids wear those tonight, but we just want to see all of you littles in your cute uniforms tonight. So make sure you straighten up and those of you who spilled juice on your blouse switch them out.” She paused and looked at Anaya, “I know that big glass was a bit much for you Anaya, so make sure you also get your uniform soaking so you don’t end up with any demerits for your uniform being dirty the next time you wear it.”


          I watched Anaya gulp and the other girls work on going to the bathroom. That was when she rounded on me, “You were doing the potty dance in the elevator so I’m guessing you have a wet diapee?”


          I sighed, “Yes Miss Madison, I wet my diapee.”


          “Do you have a spare with you in your backpack?”


          “I went through all of them today with the kidnapping incident…” I said with a sad look on my face.


          For whatever reason that must have been the right card to play, “Oh no sweetie! I can totally see that messing things up for you… Let me look at your diaper and see if it’ll hold on through the picture?”


          I stood still as she pulled my dress up and the girls who were still in the room got a view of my yellowed diaper that was beginning to droop.


          “Sweetie unfortunately this one’s about done. Let me see what I have in our changing supplies that might be small enough for you… What size do you wear?”


          “Newborn in little diapers or Size 1 in baby diapers,” I told her feeling tears nearing my eyes.


          “The smallest size I have in here is a Size 2 in Littles…” she said. “Stay right there sweetie, I’m going to go check our supply closet.”


          “Thank you Miss Madison,” I said.


          I let my skirt fall back down and noticed the other littles were shying away from me right then and trying to look busy over by their desks. I sighed, ‘Well… that’ll teach me to not have enough diapers… I hope she’s not bad when she changes me…’


          Madison came back a moment later with a large box of ‘Comfee Plus Overnight’ little diapers with a large N on the size. “We’re in luck sweetie, they had a box of these hidden away in the closet!”


          I forced a smile and said, “thank you for looking…”


          “You’re very welcome,” she said as she opened up the box, “I’ve never actually seen anyone use this brand before here. Usually they just use them in the daycare centers…”


          My eyebrows went up a bit then and as soon as she pulled out the diaper I knew there was a reason for that comment. It was thick. REALLY thick! Before I had a chance to register my concerns though she picked me up and laid me down on the changing table, pushed my jumper out of the way, and pulled the tabs loose on my Pamper.


          “You know I’m so used to bratty littles I’m not used to a good baby girl like you,” she whispered in my ear. “I know you’ve been through a rough day so I’m not going to mess with you anymore.”


          I smiled in appreciation knowing that this time her messing with me wasn’t going to be in the form of anything but the humiliation of that diaper. Sure enough she gently used a baby wipe to clean me up before laying me down on the thick pad that was more pillow than diaper. As she taped it shut she said, “Oh my God you look so adorable!”


          I groaned internally but said, “Umm… Thank you Miss Madison.”


          She sat me down on the ground and I immediately lost my balance and fell on my rear.


          I heard a few giggles then but couldn’t tell who it was before Madison said, “Do you need help standing in your new diapee?”


          I soon found myself standing like an infant for the first time while holding onto her hands. The diaper was comically thick and I didn’t know how anyone could possibly walk in it ever! As she left me carefully balanced I got a look at the side of the box and realized there was a reason for it. One of the sides proclaimed it to be ‘The perfect diaper to keep your little girl dry and on her back or belly right where you leave her!’


          “I’ll keep these here in case you run out again Stacy. Let’s put a couple in your backpack too just in case!”


          I just kept standing nervously hoping I wouldn’t fall over as she reached into my backpack and left two of them in the bag. They singlehandedly made the front compartment so full she couldn’t zip it shut! ‘And this is dry…’ I groaned. My dress looked like it was bubbled out from a petticoat or something - but I knew everyone would recognize it as a ridiculously thick diaper around here the moment they saw it.


          “Let’s line up my little mice!” she said a moment later.


          As soon as I tried to take a step towards the rope I fell straight onto my well-padded butt.






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          Thank you all for the comments you’ve continued to make! Last weekend I ended up dealing with a cold and not able to write much, so hoping to do better this weekend. Please continue commenting to help me kick my rear into gear! Thanks for reading!

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            Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 32 - Added 3-30-2018

            Another great chapter. I rather expected Stacy to escape from the kidnapper with her skill and dexterity. I've seen that rattle, though, in another story, so it does seem a bit of a real and present danger. I'm hoping that she never gets taken by them; I'm perfectly happy with near misses.

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              Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 32 - Added 3-30-2018

              That was an exciting opening, and the tension ratchets up with revelation of the mafia. I really loved the diaper Madison put on Stacy!
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                Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 32 - Added 3-30-2018

                College seems like its going to give her a bit more of a taste of what other littles in this dimension deal wiff everyday. I must say I do like the change from the sickly sweet treatment she receives at home. Its kinda like a nice contrast between day and night.

                Thank you for posting

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                  Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 32 - Added 3-30-2018

                  Originally posted by kerry View Post
                  Another great chapter. I rather expected Stacy to escape from the kidnapper with her skill and dexterity. I've seen that rattle, though, in another story, so it does seem a bit of a real and present danger. I'm hoping that she never gets taken by them; I'm perfectly happy with near misses.
                  Thanks for the comment. Yes, the rattle idea was used in another Diaper Dimension story. I remember thinking that based on the authors description it should have been illegal... somehow it skirted that in that story.

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                    Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 32 - Added 3-30-2018

                    Originally posted by Cute-Kitten View Post
                    That was an exciting opening, and the tension ratchets up with revelation of the mafia. I really loved the diaper Madison put on Stacy!
                    You'll enjoy the next scene then!

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                      Re: Exchanged - Diaper Dimension - Chapter 32 - Added 3-30-2018

                      Originally posted by LilPeaches View Post
                      College seems like its going to give her a bit more of a taste of what other littles in this dimension deal wiff everyday. I must say I do like the change from the sickly sweet treatment she receives at home. Its kinda like a nice contrast between day and night.

                      Thank you for posting
                      Thanks for the comment! Glad it's working!

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                        Chapter 33:



                        RIGHT THEN I just wanted to cry for my mommy, but I reminded myself I was a big college student and forced myself to just grimace. Well, a big college student in the biggest damn diaper ever invented!

                        I heard several giggles but one girl, Natasha, took pity on me, “Piggyback ride?” she asked me with a smile as she stood in front of me.

                        I nodded, “I think that would help…”

                        She helped me stand up, then knelt in front of me to let me climb onto her shoulders. The sad thing was that I knew this was the littlest Nest of littles and she was easily able to handle me on her back! “Better?” She asked.

                        “Other than my pride?” I whispered to her.

                        She giggled and grabbed onto her loop, “We’re ready to go Miss Madison!”

                        “Hmm… if you get tired Tasha let me know and I’ll take over for you.”

                        “Thanks Miss Madison, but Stacy has to be the lightest little ever! She actually makes me feel big! I got this!”

                        There were some giggles, and I watched Laura roll her eyes further down the line, but no one said anything else as Madison pulled our little caterpillar rope along. Thankfully for us it was only about two blocks to get to the football stadium, just on the other side of the big residential halls. “Right this way,” Madison said as we entered a gated area and we were led onto an enormous football field.

                        Some mass chaos ensued for the next several minutes while they organized the class into a huge capital ‘E’ on the field. All of the littles were directed to go to the front in order to be seen. Natasha was able to take a break from holding me and set me down towards the middle. “Thanks,” I told her and gave her a hug.

                        “Don’t mention it shrimp,” she said to me with a smile as she returned my hug.

                        For a while a photographer was giving us directions that most students seemed to be happy ignoring. After a while I saw Amanda show up along the side rails, and I was relieved know I would have a way home that wasn’t going to involve making some poor friend carry me! Just as the photographer said, “Now on three, everyone say ‘Griffins,” my bladder demanded further attention. Knowing it was useless to resist I let the urine run into the overgrown pillow that was the diaper. The results were almost instantaneous, and resulted in a photo I knew had to be comical as I fell down onto my butt. There was no way I could stand as the padding expanded even further beyond anything I could imagine!

                        I just groaned and smiled though for the next two pictures while looking up to the camera from my padded seat on the ground.

                        “That’s it ladies and gentlemen! Casino night starts at eight, hope to see all of you there! Well, all of you except the littles who need your sleepy time!” a loudmouth Amazon yelled. I decided he must be one of the orientation leaders as he shouted through a megaphone.

                        “Asshole,” I heard from somewhere nearby followed by a loud smack, and a little screaming from a spanking.

                        I tried to struggle back to my feet, but quickly realized that effort was pointless. As I sighed and tried to figure out what I was going to do to get to Amanda, I was relieved to look up and see she was already almost there to me. Before she got to me Madison said, “Time to go Stacy.”

                        “I know, my mommy’s right there,” I pointed at Amanda less than ten steps away.

                        “Oh, well then, we’ll see you sometime tomorrow maybe?” She asked.

                        “I don’t know actually. We may have other plans, I’ll try and let you know if I am coming though so I can find out where you are?”

                        “Okay,” she said with a smile and ended up helping me stand for a second as Amanda walked up. “Sorry, she was all out of her cute diapees, so I had to go dig into the storage closet. All I could find in her size were some infant diapers.”

                        “That’s okay, we were both kind of worried about her running out, but decided to take a chance,” Amanda told her, “I appreciate you found something to change my sweet baby girl into.”

                        “No problem Professor, good night!” She said as Amanda scooped me up into her arms. I watched Madison pick up the end of the rope and begin pulling the girls along back towards the dorm. As they walked away I saw Laura wave at me, then make a weird face, as I definitely heard loud farts from multiple girls in the line. All around me several other lines of littles seemed to be similarly letting loose of gas.

                        “Hmm…” Amanda distracted me then as she tickled my side and smiled at me, “I might have to get some of these to keep you out of trouble!”

                        “Ugh… there’s already two in my backpack… and Madison put the rest in the changing table…” I groaned. “Don’t let me ever forget to have like a dozen extra diapers every day!”

                        Amanda laughed a lot and said, “Did you have fun at least?”

                        I shrugged, “I got to know the others a little better I guess. We were talking about scores on the CARE exam and Madison didn’t believe me on mine… she ended up scanning my ID and verifying that I’m too smart before noticing that I was the little that was nearly kidnapped today.”

                        “What’d she say?”

                        “Well she was pretty shocked and just kind of blurted it out… I think everyone else was pretty terrified for me. On the other hand though, every little basically expects to get kidnapped at some point… so it’s kind of normal… Madison was actually nice to me after that though.”

                        “Except the diaper?”

                        “She probably did enjoy that, but for her I think she was being downright sugary sweet.”

                        As she came to the end of the fence with everyone else I saw a security cart waiting for us again and clung tightly to her as it drove us to her car. The officer watched us get into our car before he drove away. I couldn’t help but notice that Amanda locked the doors as soon as she got in too.

                        “So… umm… did you hear anything else yet?” I asked.

                        “About what?” she asked in an odd voice.

                        “The thing?”

                        “No, no one has any in-stock so we’re out of luck for a day or two.”

                        “Oh,” I said.

                        I guessed that meant the car was, or might be bugged, and I just sat quietly and played with my watch a bit. Just then though I realized I needed to pee again. As I let loose into the padding I couldn’t feel a single bit of dampness on my skin. There would be no chance of leaks with this monster diaper - it almost seemed to laugh at all that I put in! As we pulled into the garage I noticed that Amanda did something quickly with a keypad on the center console before the garage door closed. I fidgeted in my seat waiting for her to come get me.

                        “Let’s go show your sissy and Daddy just how cute you look in that ridiculous diaper!” Amanda said with a smirk as she picked me up.

                        She started to set me down on the ground next to the car, and I said, “Umm… Mommy… I literally can’t even stand in this… carry me?”

                        She laughed, “Only to the kitchen,” she said with a smirk.

                        “What…?” I complained as she grabbed my backpack and held it in her other hand and walked through the door into the house. True to her word she sat me down on the ground and I lasted a second before I landed on my rear and stared at her departing figure. “You’re mean!” I called after her as I figured I would have to crawl.

                        I soon discovered that even crawling was difficult then! When I finally covered the distance to the living room I saw Fred with his camera, Bella standing next to him in her pajamas giggling, and Amanda with her cell phone taking a picture or a video too. At the bottom of the stairs I just sat down and said, “Would someone please get this pillow off of me?”

                        When the laughter finally settled Amanda kindly picked me up and carried me upstairs to the nursery and laid me down on the changing table. I let out a huge sigh of relief as she gave me a hug and set me back down on the floor in a thin Pamper. “Should I leave these in your backpack?” She asked me as she fought for a moment to open the front compartment and giggled at them.

                        I had no response so I just glared at her before wordlessly sitting down at my computer. As I started to login she said, “Actually sweetie, can we move you and your laptop down to Mommy’s work room for the moment?”

                        “Sure… umm… why?” I asked curiously.

                        “Baby Bella needs to go to bed here in a few minutes and you can work in there without keeping her up?”

                        I nodded, “I guess… Just out of curiosity… does she really need to go to bed this early?”

                        Amanda knelt down and hugged me, “Remember the changes we did to you with the nanites? They really do let you get by with a lot less sleep than her. Remember also that you’re not from this dimension… The 7:30pm bedtime of the dorm is actually really smart as most littles tend to need twelve hours of sleep a night.”

                        “But that only leaves half the day to do anything?” I asked in confusion.

                        “The only other way you can see that time expand is if they take an hour nap in the morning and in the afternoon. I’m going to try and get Bella onto a schedule like that, but we still have to sort out where she’s going once I start working again…”

                        I nodded knowing that was going to be tough to figure out without putting her in a crazy daycare. “You need a hand grabbing your power cord?” She asked me as I closed the lid and grabbed the laptop.

                        I nodded and she grabbed the converter, strip, and power cord and led me down to her workshop. I saw she had that other highchair setup there and I asked, “Why didn’t you just have Bella use this one?”

                        “I didn’t even think of it,” Amanda said, “but this one would be a bit small for her I’m afraid.”

                        “The short jokes today are getting old!” I groaned.

                        She laughed as she plugged everything in and then lifted me into the highchair, put the tray on, and helped me plug it in. “There, comfy?” She asked.

                        “I could use a bottle…?”

                        “A bottle? Not a big girl cup?” she raised her eyebrows.

                        “Please?”

                        “Okay, let me go get you one,” she told me and I opened up the computer as she left.

                        I wasted no time in logging in and searching for keyloggers. To my amusement I found someone had in fact installed something – or rather tried. I had setup the system to totally sandbox anything that might try and get in, so it wouldn’t do anything like they wanted. I took a quick moment to activate a dupe program I’d designed for fun back home that made the spyware think I was doing various web surfing activities. Of course if the person checked they would discover the websites didn’t work in this dimension… but messing with them would be fun! Especially since I was pretty sure in this case it was Amanda!

                        ‘I’m guessing she’s curious…’ I thought, ‘I doubt she’s being malicious with it. It’s a new toy to her!’

                        I logged in and opened my e-mail account to look at everything there. To my surprise I had received a lot of e-mails since I had last checked. I remembered I hadn’t e-mailed my parents much of an update so I figured that would have to happen tonight since I had some time before bed still. I noticed though that there was an e-mail from ‘Dr. Og Wernstrom’ who had proctored the test earlier and curiously opened it up.

                        ‘Good evening Ms. Westerfield,

                        I wish to inform you that I have graded your test and I have some concerns. I would like to meet with you, your mother, your advisor Dr. Butler, and Dean Sanders tomorrow at 1pm. Dean Sanders and Dr. Butler have already indicated they will be able to attend, please let me know as soon as possible if you are able to make the meeting,

                        Dr. Og Wernstrom

                        Associate Professor

                        Computer Science

                        Emerson University’



                        ‘Great…’ I thought, ‘either I completely bombed it, or blew it away and they’re sure I cheated…’

                        I figured Amanda was probably feeding Bella still so I decided to wait until she came back in to worry about that e-mail. Another university wide e-mail informed me that my math placement test could be in a different location and I needed to check a chart by last name. To my relief the letters ‘Q-Z’ were being moved to the lecture hall in the Kilby building, so I’d be just downstairs from Amanda’s office again. The test was set to begin at 10am, so that would be plenty of time to get there and wake up.

                        I looked through the other e-mails and saw a campus wide alert had gone out about our incident earlier. I clicked it and saw my sketch and information to stay on the lookout for anyone suspicious on campus. If spotted we were to call the security extension immediately! I was curious then to see if there was anything on the local news about it, but was disappointed that none of the local sites seemed to be carrying information on it. ‘Must be trying to avoid bad press for the university…’ I decided with a shake of my head knowing that many times universities would sweep problems under the carpet.

                        I clicked through a few other messages that really weren’t important before starting an e-mail response to my mom’s from the other day.




                        ‘Hi Mom,

                        I don’t know if I’ll have time to type up everything that’s happened since last Friday - but I’ll try. I know Amanda is probably coming to give my bath soon, so sorry if this ends up short! The last two days have definitely not been dull, and neither was the weekend!

                        I think I mentioned a little bit about it in my last e-mail, but Friday when we were on the plane to the city, Selegansol, a little sat down next to us. For the most part, if my hair is covered, my new appearance lets me blend in as a regular Amazon newborn. Amanda had kept me in a sling and hidden me as one most of the time going through the airport, so that way I didn’t draw extra attention and taunts. The little just glanced at us, but otherwise kept to herself, when she sat down. About midway through the flight one of the stewardesses gave her a hard time about not drinking the cup in front of her, and pretty much forced her to drink it. I kind of guessed, and rightly, that it was spiked with something! I didn’t want to see her ambushed like that, so I quickly gave her an antidote medicine that Fred has disguised into an easy to hide form for me. Amanda let her know I wasn’t a regular baby then and began talking to her in whispers. She made a quick decision to try and help the girl, and Bella decided to let her help her when she realized her other options were worse.

                        In the end Bella verbally had to give Amanda permission to adopt her to protect herself. Amanda then made the stewardess give her a diaper that would fit her, and put on her in the bathroom. It was supposed to just be a ruse to get her off the plane and safe, but in the airport Bella saw the stewardess and another woman talking with the man that had been her contact for a clothing deal she’d been trying to make. She was completely devastated by that fact! It became apparent that she had been lured with a fake business deal to catch her… We quickly discovered there was a pretty significant group behind it, so we ended up going to an adoption center and making Bella my ‘sister’ officially to protect her.

                        After all of that we ended up at a hotel that basically is the Disney World of this dimension. Apparently LooneyTunes got the park here, and Disney’s just movies and toys. It was fun that next couple days going around and I was actually able to get into a tank and go swimming with these massive dolphins! I’ll have to get a picture from Amanda to send you… It was a blast! Sunday we ended up enjoying their waterpark and I was given permission to swim without the floaties littles usually have to wear, and in the regular pool that most littles don't get into…

                        Oh yeah… that’s because we kind of had a couple more run-ins with that group that tried to kidnap Bella. They’re not a good group of people and we had some more excitement with them. The park provided us security though to the airport and we hoped we left our problems there. We did run into them again there, but Amanda was amazing and took care of the problem and security took them away.

                        On Monday Fred and Amanda’s dad moved Bella out of her apartment, while Amanda got me situated on campus with my student ID and went to the first Little orientation event. I also got assigned a ‘Nest’ so that I’m sort of a part of the littles dorm even though I don’t live there. I’ve made a couple other friends that are sort of my size… actually even the shortest of them is still almost two heads taller than me… I wish I knew why I shrank so much!

                        Today we went and got…



                        I was typing still when Amanda came in, “Mommy?”

                        “You about ready for your bath?”

                        “Actually before that can we talk and you maybe let me have some copies of some pictures before I send an e-mail to my mom?”

                        She looked at her watch and shrugged, “Sure, what about?”

                        “Well first did you see the e-mail from Doctor Wernstrom?”

                        “No?”

                        I minimized my current e-mail and pulled that one up.

                        “What in the world?” she said squinting at the small font. “It sounds like he thinks you cheated?”

                        “I know… do you think he thinks you coached me beforehand?”

                        She shrugged, “It’s possible, but I didn’t do anything more than talk about coding languages with you. You’re just naturally one of the best student coders I’ve seen.”

                        I blushed, “Thanks…” I timidly asked, “Do you think I’ll be in trouble?”

                        “Well to manage to cheat on that test would be really tough! You’d have to be an amazing hacker and have gotten access to it in advance,” she glared at me, “which I know you actually are, but they don’t!” I giggled, “And a memory beyond even yours I think! Also, I’ve never actually had much of a reason to be involved with them other than to write the AI problem.”

                        “That one may be the problem though?” I asked.

                        “Did you solve it?”

                        I shrugged, “I think so?”

                        “Hopefully he brings a printout of your test and I’ll be able to show him some reasons it’s your work. You have a lot of quirks I’ve noticed in your code that still leave it functional, but aren’t standard practices here. Really you’re like a dinosaur with most of your code!”

                        I stuck my tongue out at her, “I know, that’s why I’m here!”

                        “Okay, you said you wanted pictures?”

                        “Me with the dolphin? Maybe one from earlier with our new haircuts so I can show her who I’m talking about with Bella?”

                        She nodded, “Give me a few minutes and I’ll e-mail you those. It’ll be a bit quicker…”

                        “Thanks!” I said and went back to my e-mail.



                        Today we went to get Bella and my hair styled in the morning. I’m attaching a picture so you can see my new haircut and what Bella looks like. I really like my hair! I mean I know I still look like I’m in elementary school, but at least it is an improvement over daycare bound? Which unfortunately I think describes Bella’s haircut…

                        Unfortunately things seem to be continuing with whoever we made mad, so Bella has volunteered to play baby more… I’m not sure how I feel about it – but I am sure it’s nothing Amanda is forcing her into at least… It’s weird that I’ve only been here a few weeks and already feel a bit jealous about someone else moving into my space! Guess being an only child couldn’t last in both dimensions!

                        This afternoon after a university luncheon (you should see the size of crab legs here!!!!) I took my placement test for computer science. I felt like I did pretty well and I have a feeling I’m one of the very few who finished the test today. Not sure anyone else did actually… I just barely clicked submit before it ended, so hopefully it was okay. There was an email from the proctor though that wants to meet with Amanda, my advisor, little’s dean, and myself tomorrow. That part sounds odd and I just hope everything is okay. I’m personally guessing he’s going to have some bias that there’s no way a little could have completed the test without cheating… I’m REALLY glad I have Amanda in my court though! I know she’ll make things work out!



                        “Check your e-mail sweetie,” Amanda said as she patted my head, “then wrap up your e-mail and let’s get you in the bath.”

                        “Kay Mommy,” I told her. I minimized the window and found her e-mailed pictures.

                        I hadn’t had a chance to see the pictures of me and Suzy swimming, but Fred had clearly outdone himself and gotten some amazing ones! I immediately decided that one with me holding onto Suzies fin leaping out of the water was my favorite! My face and smile were fully visible - and it would be my new profile picture if I ever did social media stuff in this dimension! I selected that one, one with Amanda and I and our dolphins, one with all of us plus the characters before dinner, and then one that Amanda had taken with both Bella and I that morning with our haircuts. I quickly compressed them a bit more for the trip through the dimensional link, before I attached them to the e-mail.



                        Amanda just sent me those pictures and I’ve attached them. I think you’ll be aweing a bit. I need to go now, I’ll e-mail you again when I get a chance. Not sure what the next couple days will be like.

                        Love you!

                        Stacy



                        I clicked send and saw Amanda waiting for me, “Ready?”

                        I nodded, “Thanks for being patient.”

                        “I know you had a lot to tell your mom,” she said as she took my closed laptop from me, my cord off the chair, and then released me from the highchair. As she picked me up she gave me a squeeze, “I love you Princess, I want you to know that. You’ve only been here a short while but I can’t imagine what life will be like without you.”

                        I smiled at her, “I love you too Mommy,” and returned the hug.

                        She carried me to the bathroom and I chose to use the diaper for what little urine I had and realized she’d never brought a bottle to me and I was really thirsty. “I’m thirsty…” I told her.

                        “Oops… I never brought you a bottle,” she said, “I’m so sorry…”

                        “Any chance you could get me something before the bath? I really am thirsty…”

                        She stood back up from where she’d been about to set me down and carried me downstairs to the kitchen. From the fridge she pulled out a juice bottle that had already been poured and handed it to me, “Here you go sweetie.” She began walking upstairs while I was drinking out of it still. I was so thirsty I had about three-quarters of it gone before we got back to the bathroom. “You really did need something, I’m so sorry I forgot about you baby,” she told me with a squeeze.

                        I pulled it out of my mouth, “It’s okay, I know Bella distracted you.”

                        She hugged me and sighed, “We’re both going to have to get used to me having two girls to care for.”

                        I nodded and she grabbed the bottle from me and pulled my jumper over my head, top over my head, then pulled the tapes of my diaper open while I stood and she wiped me real quick with a wipe. “Can you take off your socks while I check the water?” She asked me.

                        I nodded and pulled them off leaving me naked for a moment.

                        “Let’s put this shower cap on your hair,” she told me, “it’ll make getting ready tomorrow a bit easier.”

                        I nodded and after she placed it on my head she plunked me into the bath.

                        “Water okay?” She asked me.

                        I nodded and let her begin to wash me. She was gentle and thorough as always and asked, “I’m trying to remember, what’s tomorrow’s schedule?”

                        “It should have just been my math test and a visit with my advisor maybe? He hadn’t sent me an e-mail yet?”

                        “But now we have the meeting with everyone…”

                        “Yeah,” I sighed. “Do you think I’m in big trouble?”

                        She shook her head, “You didn’t cheat. There are cameras running to make sure you weren’t looking around at other students. You turned your phone off, right?”

                        I nodded, “I didn’t even have it – you had it,” and thought for a second, “I didn’t my watch though?”

                        She shook her head, “You and I both know it can make video phone calls, but it’s something that would have been obvious to everyone. The video will show you weren’t looking at it either. It’s a protective measure for you as a little so I don’t think they’d have any ability to say anything.”

                        I nodded, “Hope your right.”

                        “The worst thing they could say is that I somehow pre-taught you the exam, but like I said – you do weird things with code that are uniquely Stacy. I read the e-mail and responded myself that we would be there. When I did I saw Doctor Butler listed too - which is a good thing. He knows my code and after ten seconds of looking at yours he’ll know it wasn’t mine.”

                        “Anyway it’s just the test tomorrow otherwise? There’s a movie night at 9pm, but of course that’s not for the littles.”

                        “It’s so unfair that the littles get to miss all of the best parts of college orientation!” Amanda said sadly. “We could have our own movie night tomorrow night if you wanted?”

                        “Really?”

                        “Make it a pool party and invite Megan?” She suggested.

                        “How about your parents too?”

                        She shook her head, “If I invite them it’s a family rule I can’t only invite one sister along… So I’d have to invite Cassie and Chloe.”

                        “Yuck,” I said. “Just Megan then!”

                        “You can show her your big girl bed then!” She smiled at me.

                        “Why didn’t you buy another crib?” I asked.

                        “I told you earlier… as much as it goes against my instincts - I have to let you grow up some. The original plan was to convert your crib into the toddler bed last week.”

                        “What happened?” I asked curiously.

                        She flushed and looked embarrassed, “It was too easy to want to just keep you safe in a crib? Every instinct of my being wants to just keep you as a baby… This weekend reminded me more of the stakes.”

                        “What about Bella?” I asked.

                        “Once things cool off again I’ll ask her if she would be happier in a big girl bed too.” She shook her head, “I have a feeling though she’ll tell me she’d rather keep the crib though.”

                        “That’s weird…” I told her. “Is she at least going to be able to play with her sewing stuff at all?”

                        Amanda shook her head, “Not until things cool down a bit. Once it does maybe we can set her up to do it if your Daddy or I can watch her.”

                        “I feel bad for her,” I told her, “But I’m also jealous…”

                        “I know, I read over your shoulder… I’m sorry.”

                        “Do I have to be a big girl all of the time at home?”

                        “For a while I think that’s a good idea Stacy… I’d put you in training panties at home if they made them small enough for you.”

                        I laughed at her, “They barely make diapers small enough for me!”

                        “You know I think Madison kind of did feel bad for you,” she told me.

                        “Given she didn’t mess with me in any other way I think you’re right…”

                        “Come on sweetheart, let’s get you out of the tub now before you shrivel up into a raisin.”

                        “Not that!” I told her as she pulled the plug and wrapped me in a towel. She sat me down on the counter for a moment and handed me a toothbrush to use. As I brushed my teeth she pulled the shower cap off of my head and pushed my hair behind my ears to keep me from getting toothpaste on it. I spit out the toothpaste and she handed me a cup to rinse out before I spit again.

                        “Let’s get you dressed for bed then,” she told me with a smile.

                        She quietly carried me into the nursery, which was lit only by a couple nightlights, with Bella’s snores surprisingly loud right then. Silently she dressed me in a thick princess diaper and pulled one of my pink nightgowns over my head before carrying me back out into the hallway and downstairs. I had a moment of hoping that maybe she would let me nurse from her, but that was quickly dashed as she picked up a warmed bottle that had to be plain old milk.

                        I sighed and she squeezed me tight, “I promise I’ll let you nurse Friday night,” knowing the problem, “if you can make it through Saturday without a poopy accident we’ll do it again Saturday night too.”

                        “So we can get back to bedtime?” I asked hopefully.

                        “I hope so,” she told me with a smile, “but if it does anything with your control over your poopy we have to stop. Hopefully it won’t be too late for you by the time we realize that.”

                        That made me think of the littles departing earlier, “I think there will be some poopy littles in the dorms tonight…”

                        “Why do you say that?”

                        I sighed, “I’m pretty sure someone spiked the punch at dinner.”

                        Amanda sighed, “Sounds about right… Well, as long as they have a pull-up or a diaper on tonight they’re okay.”

                        “Tomorrow during the test they won’t be though? That counts as in class?”

                        “No, they won’t…” she said softly as she carried me to the rocking chair, and gathering me up in a blanket that she had draped on the chair.

                        I felt calm and relaxed as she sat down and eased me into her arms and laid me back to hold the bottle to my lips. I made no motion to hold it myself and just suckled it gently as she began to hum a sweet lullaby.



                        ‘WHAT THE HELL is that!’ was my next thought as a loud siren klaxon rang through the air. I sat up in my new bed and saw Bella looking terrified in the crib. I heard a car screech away and suddenly Amanda was in the room grabbing first me, then Bella, into her arms!

                        “It’s okay,” she shushed us as she then hurried to their bedroom and shut that door, locking it behind her.

                        “What’s going on?” I asked her.

                        “That’s the intruder alarm.”

                        Sirens filled the night as she took us into their walk-in closet and sat down. Bella began whimpering and having a full blown panic attack then while I just wondered why I hadn’t grabbed my switch. ‘What would a shrunken 9mm even do to an Amazon?’ I wondered darkly. ‘I need to do something else with it in case something like this happens again…’

                        As Bella cried fairly quietly, Amanda wrapped us into a protective hug and said, “shush, it’s okay…”

                        As the door to the closet suddenly opened I smelt a smell telling me that Bella had another reason to cry now. I looked up, afraid it would be an unknown attacker, but instead it was just Fred, who knelt down and wrapped us all in a hug.

                        “It’s okay girls,” he said while wiping off tears from my face that I didn’t know I had, “the police are here. They’re looking around downstairs and want to speak with us too.”

                        “Okay,” Amanda said, her voice a little shaky, “you want to take Stacy. I’m going to need to change Bella before we go downstairs.”

                        Bella was hiccoughing non-stop all of the sudden and I wondered if there was any point into bringing her down at all. Fred took me and gave me a tight squeeze, “It’s okay,” he told me as he and Amanda split up at the staircase. Downstairs I could see that someone had smashed through the glass of the back door. It seemed clear to me that they had shattered the glass, tried to get in, and then were being frightened off by the alarm sounding.

                        “I thought the backyard was supposed to be covered now with some new sensors…?” I whispered to him.

                        He squeezed me tight, “It’s supposed to be, and that is a good question,” he told me. “I’m not sure how they got around that grid.”

                        Several cops were walking around with flashlights looking everywhere. “Sir, you have a pretty sophisticated system here, do you have cameras hooked up by chance?” A young officer asked.

                        Fred sat me down in the playpen and grabbed for his phone. ‘Gee thanks…’ I thought as I was penned away like some dumb baby then and sat down with a sigh. “Here you go officer,” he said as he played a video with sound that I could hear glass break on, then the alarm went off.

                        “They’re all wearing masks…” the officer frowned. “And gloves it looks like too…”

                        “I doubt we find much Rookie,” an older officer said. “Go look around the other side of the fence. Maybe someone dropped something before they hopped over.”

                        “Yes sir,” he said and walked away.

                        Amanda came down about then with Bella swaddled tightly in a light blanket. She cuddled her in her arms like a small infant closer to my size. She’d thrown a robe on too before coming down. “Sir, I noticed as we looked at your address that it seems like there was an incident this afternoon with your wife and daughter?”

                        Fred nodded, “Amanda was with Stacy at the university and someone shoved her down and tried to grab Stacy and run with her.”

                        “The school gave us a sketch,” he said while opening up the tablet he had for notes, “was this her?”

                        “Yes that’s the drawing my daughter gave.”

                        “Well it looks like she’s been identified but not picked up yet…” he said and walked over to me, “Is this her?” He leaned over the rail of the playpen and showed me a picture of the same woman that Amanda had identified earlier.

                        “Yes sir,” I said, “who is she?” I asked to pretend I didn’t know yet.

                        “Her name is Serena Ricci, and she’s a bad lady,” he told me like I was an idiot.

                        “I got that part when she tried to kidnap me and scramble my brains officer.” I glared at him.

                        Fred reached back over and picked me up from the playpen. I think he did so to keep me from jumping over the rail and decking the cop!

                        “Sorry, I guess you would have, huh?”

                        “Excuse me?” A woman detective asked towards Fred mainly, “Did you just have one security system or two?”

                        “It’s actually three,” Amanda told her.

                        “Three systems?” she asked in surprise, “Why?”

                        “Just a hunch,” Fred told them. “When we adopted our baby girl over here this weekend we seem to have gotten a group angry at us.”

                        A knocking on the front door interrupted anything else they would have said. “Excuse me,” Fred said and I sat in his arms as he peeked through the peephole for a second and then opened up the door.

                        “Hi Joe,” he told Grandpa who had shown up.

                        “What the hell happened?” He asked.

                        I watched the lead detective gulp before he reached his hand out and said, “Hey Joe, how are you doing?”

                        “Pretty good Jake, except this crap happening to my daughter!” He looked at the back door and then at us, “Is everyone okay?”

                        “Yes Daddy,” Amanda told him as he gave her and Bella a hug.

                        He gave me a friendly wave before saying, “Your video cameras get anything?”

                        “Not anything usable…” Amanda said.

                        “I’m going to go back and look at the backyard myself. How did they get past that system?”

                        “I think the detective here was about to tell us that Joe,” Fred said.

                        He looked at the detective who had been asking questions and she seemed to gulp nervously before saying, “It looks like they managed to splice the power line and feed over on the system that was on the exterior. I think they believed they’d knocked down the whole system, but Ma’am you said you had two other systems?”

                        “Yes, redundancies just in case…” Amanda looked nervous, “I never would have dreamed they’d be needed though. That first layer is not your average system…”

                        “Let me go take a look at it,” Joe said and I watched as he left the room.

                        “Joe’s your dad?” The older detective asked Amanda.

                        “Yes sir, he is, how do you know him?”

                        “He’s helped us out a number of times over the years. I also sparred with him during a training seminar he did one time when I was younger and dumber… Didn’t make that mistake again!”

                        Amanda laughed, “He’s pretty intense.”

                        There was another thirty minutes taken up of questions and signing of a report then. When they left at about 3am with a promise of extra patrols it was just a relief to get them out of the house. Fred and Amanda still held us, although Bella had long since succumbed to her stress and went to sleep in her arms. My body was having the opposite reaction and as Joe came in it didn’t help when he said, “Mandy, I don’t know how we’re going to stop these guys… they’re not amateurs.”

                        “What did you find Dad?” she asked.

                        “Why don’t you put the girls back to bed first and then come to look with me?”

                        “Can I come?” I asked.

                        He looked at me oddly but nodded, “She might see something else I don’t too.”

                        Amanda whispered to Fred, “Here, can you put Bella back in her crib and I’ll take Stacy?”

                        “Sure,” he said and they performed a baby swap maneuver that was more than a little awkward for me, but Bella never stirred. “I’ll stay upstairs with her until you get done.”

                        “Thanks honey, I’m guessing she’ll be a little upset when she wakes up again.”

                        Amanda stood and watched him go upstairs for a moment before readjusting me on her hip and saying, “What did you find?”

                        “Over here,” he said as he led out the broken glass door. At the edge of the closes fence post to the house you could see they’d pulled a board away and accessed a cable running along it for one set of motion sensors. Some alligator clips were visibly still hanging onto the line. “I think this was their first point of entry,” he said.

                        “Makes sense…” she said as she examined it, “Not bad actually… but that only got that side of the yard down…”

                        “They hit the system control panel over here next,” he told her.

                        A gray box concealed some of the guts of the new system. As she came up to it I could see a little black cube hooked into it with some leads of some sort sticking out.

                        “What is it?” I asked.

                        “I don’t actually know Stacy… You Dad?”

                        He nodded, “It’s military grade equipment – we give them to our special ops people for when they run into systems like this.”

                        “Shit…” Amanda said. “How can they be this pissed off about one little?”

                        “There’s got to be something more going on here…” Joe said.

                        “Is this booby trapped?” She asked him as she pointed to the device.

                        “They didn’t used to be,” he told her. “Be careful…” he warned.

                        Amanda sat me down on the ground and used her fingers to pull the little device loose. When nothing happened except the alarm starting to beep we all breathed a sigh of relief.

                        “Come on, let’s get you both back inside. Do you want to come over to our house tonight to sleep?”

                        “Daddy I have two babies…”

                        “We still have a crib upstairs in the nursery they could use?”

                        Amanda shook her head, “It’s not like we have a long time to sleep now anyway. I’m going to put this one back in her bed now, so she get some sleep before her math exam.”

                        I groaned, “Why couldn’t they have picked another night to do this stuff?”

                        “Well Stacy, as soon as I figure out who’s behind this there’s going to be some hell to pay from me. No one messes with my family and gets away with it!”

                        “Thanks Daddy,” Amanda said at the bottom of the stairs. “I’ll send Fred down so he can help you figure out the door in a moment.”

                        “Sounds good,” he said.

                        “Come on Princess,” she told me and carried me up the stairs. She walked down the hallway to her workshop first though and put the cube in a box that she had.

                        “What’s that?” I asked her sleepily.

                        “Souped up Faraday cage,” she told me. “Just in case it’s more than it obviously is. It’s also thick enough that if it’s an explosive the box should contain it…”

                        “That’s a pleasant thought…” I said as she carried me into the nursery. Fred was watching over a sleeping Bella from the rocking chair as we came in.

                        Amanda felt my diaper, decided it needed changed, and walked over to the changing table to quickly change me into another of the princess diapers. “Try and get some sleep if you can,” she whispered as she tucked me in my new toddler bed. Something about not having the rails actually made me more nervous about everything.

                        “Mommy?” I asked.

                        “Yes sweetie?”

                        “Paci?”

                        She smiled and found one that she placed in my mouth before kissing me on the forehead and said, “Good night, we’ll keep you safe – I promise!”

                        “Lub you,” I told her around the pacifier and watched as she and walked away.

                        “Love you too baby,” she told me.

                        I tossed and turned for a long while then. Between Bella’s occasional whimpers, other sounds in the house, and everything it took me a long while to fall asleep in my new bed. The last time I looked at the clock it said 5:30am.




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                        Thanks to everyone who has left a comment as a review. Please let me know what you think about this chapter!
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                          Please do not take this as a criticism of your fantastic story.
                          I noticed a few typos in your last chapter 33 , most are just grammatical errors but one , due to a missing word , changes the meaning of a sentence.

                          In her email to her mother Stacy writes " I was given permission to swim in the regular pool , that most littles get into " should read " that most littles don't get into "

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                            How do you keep topping yourself in excitement per chapter?

                            The introduction of the notion that these guys are so professional that they would have access to military-grade equipment begs the same question that I'm glad you had Amanda ask: why so much fuss over one little? Love what is going on here and I hope you answer that soon without too much danger to Stacy and Bella.

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                              Originally posted by raphil1 View Post
                              Please do not take this as a criticism of your fantastic story.
                              I noticed a few typos in your last chapter 33 , most are just grammatical errors but one , due to a missing word , changes the meaning of a sentence.

                              In her email to her mother Stacy writes " I was given permission to swim in the regular pool , that most littles get into " should read " that most littles don't get into "
                              Thanks for the heads up and the message! I've fixed it. I had looked at that and I swear I fixed it before I posted it... I had a long week this week and was concerned there would be more mistakes than I like. I appreciate you catching it so I can fix it!

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                                Originally posted by kerry View Post
                                How do you keep topping yourself in excitement per chapter?

                                The introduction of the notion that these guys are so professional that they would have access to military-grade equipment begs the same question that I'm glad you had Amanda ask: why so much fuss over one little? Love what is going on here and I hope you answer that soon without too much danger to Stacy and Bella.
                                Thanks Kerry! Some answers are indeed coming!

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