A Diaper Dimension, original story by SolaraScott

All characters depicted are 18 years or older

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Chapter 48: Naomi's Return

Hannah was aware that her thumb had found her mouth, nursing it contently as she watched, her eyes glued to the screen. Hannah could feel her mind battling for control as the silly show bombarded her senses. She couldn’t be sure, but Hannah felt more lucid this time, aware of the show's effects, her mind protecting her from the hypnotic suggestions. However, it didn’t stop Hannah from being pulled deeply into the show. She could feel drool dribbling down her chin, not that Hannah cared. Hannah giggled and clapped at silly scenes in the show; she pouted when asked if she liked being naughty and sang along with the dumb songs. 

Hannah knew the show was attempting to get her to go potty even more, to fill her diaper, but she seemed not to have any control over herself. A portion of her was screaming at that fact; she knew it was wrong; she knew Mommy had done something to her body. Was it permanent? What else had she done to Hannah while she was knocked out? More importantly, where was Daddy? Would he be able to find her and rescue them? 

Hannah hadn’t even realized the show had ended until Emily propped up beside her, Hannah’s eyes still glazed over, her thumb bobbing between her lips.

“Isn’t this so much better?” Mommy asked, kneeling beside Hannah, “Empty head, full diaper, you are such a good girl.” She turned to Emily, “Now, you are going to be a good girl and change your baby sister for Mommy.”

“I… What?” Emily asked hesitantly.

“You are going to change Hannah.” Mommy restated, “Do not make me repeat myself.”

Mommy forced a fresh diaper into Emily’s hands, popping the tabs of Hannah’s diaper for Emily. Emily blushed deeply, kneeling beside Hannah, pealing back Hannah’s filthy diaper. Hannah was slowly regaining her senses, aware now that she was being changed. Her eyes focused, and she saw Emily kneeling beside her, running wet wipes across her naked sex. Hannah felt emotions battling for control; part of her was excited at the prospect of having Emily change her, and the other portion was mortified to have Emily see her like this. Hannah blushed deeply as Mommy leaned down, grinning at her and Emily’s discomfort. 

“Don’t you see, sweetheart?” Mommy asked Emily, her voice seething, “This is all you are; you are babies, and you’ll never be more. Your only job is to fill your diapers for Mommy. You should count yourself lucky; you’ll get to be a toddler. You get to help Mommy.” 

Emily blushed deeply, keeping her head down, her eyes filled with fear as she continued cleaning Hannah up. 

“Do you enjoy cleaning up your baby sister, Em? Ask Mommy to take over; I know you want to. All you have to do is ask, and you can join her; you’ll never need to worry again.” Mommy asked, leaning in close to Emily, her eyes filled with a mixture of rage and lust. “You’ll never leave Mommy again.” 

Emily’s eyes focused on Hannah, their eyes meeting, and Hannah could see Emily’s rage, her chin lifting subtly as she finished cleaning Hannah, “I’m her big sister, Mommy, Hannah’s the baby.” 

Hannah could see Mommy deflate. She growled, snatching Hannah’s soiled diaper away, and Emily began fitting Hannah into a fresh diaper. “We’ll see how long that lasts,” she muttered as she stalked to Ash.

Hannah couldn’t see what Mommy was doing, but she saw the woman kneel beside Ash, opening her diaper, and when Mommy returned, she no longer carried Hannah’s soiled diaper. Mommy immediately began feeling Hannah’s fresh diaper, testing the leak guards, pulling a tab more snug across the front, “Now bad, you have paid attention while Mommy changes you.”

Emily nodded, taking a pair of shorts in the play area and bringing them towards Hannah. Mommy stopped her, “What are you doing?”

“I… Was getting her dressed.” Emily said, shrinking down beneath Mommy’s gaze.

“She’s a baby.” Mommy said, snatching the shorts away, “She doesn’t need anything. You will do your best to remember that you are in charge of her now, Emily. You don’t punish infants, but I will punish you. If she misbehaves, you’ll be in trouble.”

Emily whimpered, kneeling beside Hannah, “Yes, Mommy.” she replied. 

“Good, now, come, you will help Mommy clean up,” Mommy ordered, stepping into the kitchen.

Emily leaned beside Hannah, placing a hand over Hannah’s, “I’ll be back, I promise.”

“Wait, don’t go!” Hannah cried, although it came out in an incoherent babble.

Mommy popped her head back into the room, “What are you doing?” she demanded from Emily, who was halfway to the kitchen already, “We aren’t going to be listening to her cry; give her her pacifier and make sure she doesn’t spit it out.”

Emily gave out a startled yelp as Mommy spanked her. Emily quickly returned, pressing the pacifier to Hannah’s lips. “I’m sorry…” she whispered as Hannah accepted it.

Emily didn’t lock it, but Hannah had no intention of spitting it out and getting Emily in trouble. That left Hannah to lay there, rocking slowly, alone.

‘It seems you have been a good girl while I was gone.’ A familiar voice said, setting Hannah’s hair on end, ‘Did you miss me?’ Naomi asked.

Hannah yelped, muffled by the pacifier, as she heard the voice; she hadn’t heard it in a long time. ‘Get out of my head!’ she demanded, ‘I don’t need you.’ 

‘I can see, you have been good even without me, well, mostly… Although, now it appears you don’t have a choice!’ Naomi giggled.

Hannah cocked an eyebrow. Did this disembodied voice somehow know stuff that Hannah didn’t? She had initially assumed that Naomi was a figment of her imagination. ‘What do you mean?’ she asked the girl.

‘Did Mommy not tell you?’ Naomi asked, ‘She made you into the baby you were always destined to be!’ 

‘What do you mean!?’ Hannah asked more forcefully, earning her a giggle from the girl.

‘Oh, you’ll love it. You will have every need met and cared for, and you don’t have to worry about anything! Did you even notice the fact you pooped just now?’ Naomi asked.

Hannah was startled, shifting as much as she could in the rocker to find that Naomi wasn’t lying. Hannah hadn’t noticed a thing, and she found herself blushing deeply at the fact it had been only minutes since she was changed, and she was already in need of a fresh diaper.

‘You don’t need anything.’ Naomi said, Your diaper can hold a lot more! Besides, it’s for Mommy and big sister Emily to worry about, not you.’ 

Hannah growled, ‘Just leave me alone!’ Hannah tried to turn over on her side to ignore the girl further, as if that would do anything, but found it impossible to do so in the rocker, leaving her frustrated. 

Naomi giggled and felt the girl retreat, leaving her in blissful silence. However, her peace did not last long as Evan knelt beside her, “Hey!” he said in a cheerful tone, “Mommy said you and Emily were being naughty; I’m glad you guys are back; I missed you.” he said, leaning down, hugging Hannah.

“As if I had a choice,” Hannah replied with a grumble, her words coming out as a baby babbling around the pacifier. 

Hannah sulked, nursing her pacifier and crossing her arms. Evan giggled, “You are a baby, look! Keys!” he said, dangling a set of plastic baby keys over Hannah’s face. 

Hannah glared at him, so he dropped the keys, trying a different tactic. “Well, every Little I’ve played with loves tickles!” he exclaimed, and suddenly his fingers were on Hannah’s sides, tickling her. 

Despite all the changes Hannah’s body had received in the previous hours, she found that she was still ticklish. She immediately began squealing and writhing in the rocker, trying desperately and uselessly to get away from Evan’s fingers. Mommy glanced in, noticing them playing, and retreated into the kitchen to resume torturing Emily. Hannah cried and squealed, unable to defend herself or escape from Evan, who giggled excitedly. Eventually, he let up, placing Hannah’s pacifier back in her mouth, a grin on his face. 

Hannah felt Evan reaching into the rocker and awkwardly holding Hannah, needing both hands and resting her on his hip. It wasn’t perfect. Hannah’s feet nearly skimmed the floor, but Evan managed it. He carried Hannah over to Ashley, who lay in her rocker, her pacifier locked into place, naked except for her diaper. Hannah immediately noticed that Ash’s diaper hadn’t been changed, bulging perhaps twice as much as it should have been. She gazed up at Hannah, her eyes slow to focus. 

“Have you gotten to meet your baby sister?” Evan asked, forcing Hannah’s arm to wave. “It’s Ashley! Ashley, this is Hannah.”

Both girls stared at one another, unable to respond as Evan awkwardly held Hannah. “Well, I’m sure you two will become accustomed to one another!” Evan said, setting Hannah down on her bum, “I’m going to see if Mommy needs help!”

Evan waddled off into the kitchen, leaving Hannah sitting there. It took Hannah’s core strength to remain upright; what on Earth had Mommy done to her? She was close enough to Ash to see the girl, their eyes meeting. Hannah reached over, trying to undo the pacifier’s lock; her fingers were too sluggish and uncoordinated, and she eventually gave up with a sigh.

Ash gave her a shrug as if to thank her for trying. Hannan turned her attention to the girl's midsection, her fingers pulling back the hem of her diaper, her eyes going wide. Hannah immediately recognized her own diaper underneath Ash’s. Hannah’s eyes met Ash’s, wide and shocked. Ash gave her a nod to confirm what Hannah already knew. Hannah felt disgusted and horrible for the girl. She knew she couldn’t, but Hannah tried to open the girl's diaper and free her. 

“Emily, your baby is being naughty,” Mommy said from the kitchen.

Hannah yelped, rushing into the living room at about the same time as Emily. “What are you doing? Bad baby!” Emily chastised, pulling Hannah away from Ash. 

Mommy turned back to the kitchen as Emily set Hannah down. “I’m sorry!” Emily said in a harsh whisper, “I’m sorry, I got to keep up appearances. Otherwise, we will both be stuck; please, just relax; I’ll see what I can do.” Emily begged as she helped Hannah back into the stupid rocker.

Hannah gave her a weak nod; Emily smiled and said, “Thank you, just… try to get some sleep or something.” 

It was easy for her to say Emily wasn’t the one who couldn’t talk or walk without help. Hannah leaned back, sighing. What was there to do when you were being treated as a baby? She couldn’t speak with anyone, she couldn’t play with anything, she couldn’t explore. Hannah quickly found herself growing bored, and despite not wanting to, she fell asleep.

Hannah awoke sometime later; Mommy was holding her, a tit in Hannah’s mouth as she nursed. Had Hannah been nursing while she slept? She didn’t remember a thing until she was being woken and burped. Hannah immediately noticed her diaper had grown heavy around her hips; mommy wiped her face with a burp cloth before laying her on the changing table in what seemed to be the bathroom, popping the tabs of Hannah’s diaper.

“Go ahead and get your sister ready for her bath,” Mommy instructed Emily as she started the water. 

Emily’s face appeared next to Hannah with a concerned look. “You still okay?” she asked, opening Hannah’s diaper and cleaning her.

Hannah narrowed her eyes, rolling them, then reluctantly nodded to Emily.

Emily sighed, “I know, I know… I’m sorry, I’ll do what I can.”

All cleaned up, Hannah was added to the warm bath waters by Mommy, who grinned down at her as Emily stepped up and began washing her. “You’ll be happy to note that your big sister was punished for letting you be naughty.” Mommy chuckled. 

Emily’s cheeks blushed, especially as Mommy ordered her to explain her punishment. “I… Was spanked.” Emily said sheepishly.

“And?” Mommy asked, hands on hips.

“And because you were trying to change Ash, I was denied my change,” Emily added, embarrassed. 

Hannah’s heart twisted up at this, hearing that she had directly caused Emily grief. She loved her sister; she didn’t want to hurt her! Emily must have seen the pain in Hannah’s face, giving her a soft smile that Mommy couldn’t see as if to tell her that it was okay. Mommy left them momentarily, returning and plopping a naked Ash across from Hannah. Her pacifier had been removed, and Hannah found herself blushing, being completely naked with another girl she didn’t know.

The two stared at each other, stuck in the same position as Emily cleaned Hannah and then Ash per Mommy’s orders. It took Emily an exhausting amount of time to get both girls cleaned, considering her size compared to Mommy’s, but she managed. Mommy dried both girls, ordering Emily to diaper them for the night. Hannah could see a bead of sweat across Emily’s brow. Emily gave Hannah a weak smile as Mommy lifted Hannah from the changing table, wrapping her in a tight swaddle and placing her in the crib, a pacifier locked between her lips.

In Hannah’s weakened physical state, she could not get free of her swaddle tonight. Ash soon joined her, equally as immobilized, “Good night, babies.” Mommy chuckled, turning off the lights and closing the door to the nursery.

Hannah lay there, forced to suckle her pacifier, the room lit by a dim night light that shone in the corner. She turned her head to glance at Ash, who was also looking at her. Neither girl could speak, but they didn’t need to. Their eyes met, and Hannah could see the pain she felt reflected in those eyes. Hannah felt helpless and utterly defeated. She had no clue how long Ash had been captive, but if she had lived this life for more than a few days, Hannah wondered how the girl's mind handled it. 

Hannah remembered the days leading up to her captivity, days on the ship with Daddy, happy and carefree. They had been free to do as they wanted while pretending to be babies, and now, here she was, forced into the life of one. How careless and stupid Hannah had been; why hadn’t she done more to protect herself and Emily from being caught? But, in truth, what could she have done differently? Daddy did everything by the books, looking after them and keeping them close and safe. He tried hard to protect them, but it still landed them in hot water.

Hannah felt herself crying, tears leaking down her cheeks, her eyes leaving Ash’s for the moment; she couldn’t face the girl as she let her weakness show. Why hadn’t Hannah done anything? She could have stopped this from happening! If she just thought about it enough, she knew she could have. Hannah blamed herself, hearing a yelp from Emily from somewhere in the house, Mommy likely having spanked her or worse.

Hannah’s heart lurched in agony at her sister's misfortune. As much as Hannah’s life had been completely upended and this new life forced upon her, she felt terrible for her sister. Hannah’s failure left Emily being beaten regularly and forced into a life of servitude for Mommy’s pleasure. Hannah had immediately seen the game that Mommy was playing. She attempted to force Emily into admitting that caring for Hannah and Ash was too much; she was too Little to be caring for babies. Mommy wanted Emily to accept it before forcing Emily into a state similar to Hannah and Ash’s. 

Hannah could only hope that her sister was strong enough to survive, but how long would she need to? Would they be rescued? Would they be able to escape? What was going to happen to them? Most importantly, what about Daddy? Where was he? What was he doing? Surely, Daddy was looking for them, but given that he was on the run from the law, he couldn’t go to the police to help locate them. 

Daddy was probably even more alone than the girls. At least Hannah had Emily, Ash, and even Evan to comfort her. Daddy was alone in a foreign land, a wanted man with no friends or family to support him. His two babies had been kidnapped out from underneath him, and he had no one to rely on. Hannah’s heart hurt for him even more than Emily's; she could picture him at their home, empty and devoid of anyone other than himself, sitting and crying, wholly and utterly alone. 

Hannah turned back to Ash, who was trying to give her a comforting look, but Hannah needed more than just that; she needed someone to embrace; she needed love. For not the first time since Hannah arrived on this planet, Hannah was alone, scared, and feared she would never get home. Hannah cried herself to sleep, blaming her failure for hurting the ones she loved most.  

End of Chapter 48

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