[SIZE=14px]Hiya folks. I posted on this forum, (or maybe it was daily diapers, or ADISC or whatever it’s called) years ago. I probably uploaded a story or two that was very shitty, and I never looked back. Today this changes. This story (currently unfinished) is my own take on the Diaper Dimension. While I like other DD stories, I wanted to write one that was mostly from the perspective of amazons, and also one where the concept was a little “softer”, which can mean whatever you want it to mean. I’ve already written close to 25 pages on a google doc, so this first update will be a major dump. Whatever, without further ado, I give you the first “chapter” of Cianville.
It’s a September day in Cainville, in the heartland of the country. It’s beginning to get a little cold, and the first leaves of Autumn are falling onto the sidewalks of the quiet neighborhood close to the center of town. Karen has just parked her sedan on the side of the road, and is walking down the sidewalk. The sun is starting to set, and the newly installed, high-tech streetlights are brightening gradually to pick up where the sunlight is waning.
Karen is still wearing her clothes from work, from her conservative black skirt to the pumpkin orange turtleneck, she just picked up a big bottle of wine from the grocery store, nothing fancy, just something to bring to the gathering. She saw her destination, a cute little townhouse, the closest one to campus, and knocked on the front door.
Her close friend, Sophie, answered it. She was wearing a smart cocktail dress without much makeup. She was smiling and ushering Karen in before she even got the door fully open, Karen duly entered.
“Come on, we’re in the back!” Sophie said cheerfully.
Karen followed her back into a beautiful sunroom, where two more women sat eating the appetizers on a glass coffee table in front of a TV.
“Hey Melinda, hey Lily,” Karen said, walking into the sunroom, both the women got up and exchanged hugs. They saw each other about once a month now that they all had obligations and responsibilities, but hugs were sill in order.
“What are we doing tonight girls?” Karen asked.
“Well,” Sophie began, “as you all know, I’ve been really busy for the last few weeks getting everyone in my dorm all oriented and everything, so I thought we would order takeout and do a little people-watching, sounds good?”
“Isn’t that a little creepy?” Karen asked.
The other women laughed a little bit, “Oh, come on Karen,” Lily replied, “You know we do this every year, besides, I know you like it.”
Karen grumbled because Lily was right, as always. She took her seat on the couch, grabbed a spring roll, and watched the TV.
What was on the TV now was security footage of an empty dorm hallway. Eventually, a door opened and a girl walked out and started to lock her door after she closed it.
“Hello, who is this?” Lily said, sitting closer to the TV and grabbing a spring roll.
Sophie typed a few quick words on her laptop, “Her name is Milly Jones, she’s a freshman, obviously, from the East Coast.”
“She’s a cutie,” Melinda said. All the other women nodded.
As Milly was locking her door, she turned her head suddenly, frightened. A girl walked into frame, impossibly tall compared to Milly. Milly tried to hide what she was doing, but the other girl closed the gap quickly. After some words were exchanged, the girl wrenched the key from Milly’s hands and deposited it in her pocket, walking off down the hall.
“Oh sweetheart,” Sophie said out loud, even though Milly couldn’t hear her, “you know you’re not supposed to lock your doors.”
“Do you think she’ll last a year?” Lilly asked.
“Probably not even the semester, now that she’s locked out,” Milly started pushing on her door hopelessly, “If she doesn’t get her roommate back in time before the next RA comes, she’ll be put on probation for sure, and then I’ll get another email on top of the one I’m going to get for her locking her door.”
“Speaking of sweethearts,” Karen said, “how’s Mandy?”
“Mandy and Mark are both at home, hopefully eating something nutritious right now,” Lily said, “I’ll get a call in about an hour from Mark asking me to come home, but other than that, she’s an absolute doll. It took some work for the both of us, but now she’s a doll.”
The four women sat in relative silence as they watched the Little college freshman desperately call her roommate. Her desperation etched on her face, despite the lack of sound. It wasn’t long, though, until another RA came by and noticed her locked out. After unlocking Milly’s door, the RA gave her some stern words.
“Yep, I’ll be getting two emails for her.”
“What happens if she keeps breaking the rules?” Melinda asked.
“Well,” Sophie began, matter-of-factly, “I get to pick whether she goes to one of the special dorms or if she goes home with one of our designated off-campus host families.”
“Then what?” Karen asked.
“Then,” Sophie continued, “she’ll automatically withdraw from her classes for this semester citing personal reasons, after that, she’ll enroll for the rest of her time at school in the maximum number of independent study credits. She’ll pass with flying colors and after her four years are up, she’ll get a degree in the mail saying that she graduated with high honors in ‘infancy and childhood studies’. If she’s still in our special dorms by her last semester, I’ll email the local chapter head of the Society of Little Caregivers and arrange a permanent solution for her after she graduates. Or, one of the students at the special dorms will offer to take her when they graduate, but to do that, they need to fill out some serious paperwork.”
The four women sat back and continued to watch the TV. Sophie changed the channel for a new angle, but nothing really interesting happened before the doorbell rang and the Chinese delivery was here.
“Ah, shit!” Lilly exclaimed, “It’s Mark, I gotta go!” She opened her purse and grabbed some bills, “here’s my cut of the Chinese food, sorry to run.”
Sophie waved her off, “don’t worry about it, we’ll eat your share, you don’t need to pay.”
Lilly said her quick goodbyes and scurried out the door, just as Sophie, Melinda, and Karen sat down to eat.
“So,” Melinda said, grabbing a takeout box of rice and her order of orange chicken, “when are we all getting littles so Lilly can bring hers to these gatherings and not feel guilty about it?”
Karen was silent, so Sophie spoke up first.
“I wish, but I both don’t have the time for a little and I don’t have the money for daycare or a nanny. Maybe when I get promoted. I do spend some time every day in the special dorms, getting my hands dirty. So much that,” Her voice dropped, “I’ve begun to lactate a little.”
Melinda nodded and then turned to Karen, “I don’t know, Melinda. I’m not married like Lilly so it might not be a good time right now. I’ve thought about it a bit…” Karen trailed off.
“How about you?” Sophie asked, turning the question on Melinda.
“Me?” Melinda said, “I’ve put some feelers out. I want to feel the rush of adopting one by myself, and doing everything on my own.”
“I’ll keep you in the loop for any openings I see,” Sophie replied, and Melinda thanked her.
After that, it was just talk about work. Sophie asked about Melinda’s boutique shop, and Melinda responded that things were going well. Karen talked a bit about her middle corporate position. She had the flexibility of working at home, but she liked the office environment and wanted to get out of the house every day.
The young women drank wine and reminisced a bit about their college days. They all, including Lilly, became friends at the college in this town. Karen majored in finance and got a job locally, Melinda majored in arts, wento fashion school for two years and then returned to Cianville to start her own small boutique, and Sophie, of course, majored in child psychology and little studies, and after brief stints in daycares and summer camps she took a position as a residential director of some of the little dorms on campus. Lilly majored in English and was married to Mark before they even graduated, they’re trying for a kid, but to fend of the baby fever, a year ago Lilly found herself a little, Mandy.
It wasn’t long before it was getting late and everyone had to disperse and go home. Karen, Sophie and Melinda said their goodbyes and departed into the night.
The next monday, Karen showed up at the office after spending about 48 hours watching a shameful amount of Netflix. During the weekend she could veg out, but in the week she forced herself to come in to work every day. Today, she walked into her office to find a desk in her waiting room. As she walked into her office proper, her boss, Alex, was sitting in one of the chairs in front of her desk.
“Please, Karen, have a seat, I have great news for you,” Alex gestured towards her chair. Karen dutifully say, and Alex continued.
“Karen, you’ve been a highly productive worker for us for almost two years now,” Alex began, smiling, “and so, we’re giving you an assistant to make you all the more productive. As you know, our firm, being located in a town with a college that has a proud history of equal treatment of littles, gets significant tax breaks from both local and state governments for hiring littles, particularly littles that are alumni of the local college.”
“So, we’ve gone and done just that! Your new assistant, Sally, should report to you in around half an hour,” Alex’s smile got a little wider, “I think you’ll have no trouble with her, cheers!”
And with that, he left. Karen was confused, all the upper management got amazons as their secretaries, why did she get a little? Befuddled, Karen went to the employee lounge to get a cup of coffee. There were a couple of her coworkers there, drinking coffee and gossipping before the day really began. Karen filled up her mug and joined the group.
“Alex just told me I’m getting an assistant, and she’s a little,” Karen mentioned after her coworkers said hello.
“Oh, how exciting! What are you going to name her?” One of the older ladies said.
“Her name is Sally,” Karen replied, most of the gossipers started to laugh quietly.
“Karen, if you were that oblivious as a little, I would have you on my knee in less than an hour!” Another coworker said, causing more laughter.
“Why would I give her a different name, isn’t that a little strange?”
The older lady turned to the woman next to her, “She still doesn’t get it,” She muttered, not quietly enough.
“Karen, Alex wants you to adopt her,” Another coworker explained.
Karen was confused again, “wait, why would the company want me to adopt her? Wouldn’t that take her off the company’s payroll?”
“No!” The older lady piped up again, “when you take the girl home with you, she gets redefined as a live-in assistant. Her paycheck is then sent to your house, and never cashed, while you get a kickback for her ‘living expenses’. That means the company technically keeps her on the payrolls, gets the tax kickback, and pays a fraction of her actual wages to you. Why, I have two adorable live-in assistants back home myself!” She opened her purse and showed Karen a wallet picture of two littles in the bathtub, both with pacifiers poking out of their mouths. All of the coworkers cooed and smiled.
“Why me then?” Karen asked, “I’m not married, who made the decision that I want a little?”
“That’s the real gossip, Karen!” Another coworker hopped in, “It looks like you have a not-so-secret admirer!”
The circle erupted in giggles again, and Karen, thoroughly annoyed, with her coworkers, Alex, and her thick-headedness, took her coffee back to her office. When she entered her waiting room, she froze.
There she was, Sally. The girl was tiny, just shorter than Karen’s upper thigh. She was wearing a navy peacoat, a polka dotted blouse, and a smart little black office shirt, as well as tiny heels. She looked like an American girl doll. Her brown hair fell in ringlets down her back, and her pale skin was dotted with a smattering of freckles. Karen was dumbstruck.
After a while, Karen mustered the courage to walk into her office.
“Sally, I presume?” Karen said, masking her nervousness, “why don’t you take a seat?”
Karen made it over to her own desk and sat down before Sally even got into one of her chairs. Sally struggled, but managed to get up on the seat, her legs dangling. While she did though, she flashed her pair of white cotton panties to Karen.
“So, Sally, you’re also an alumnus of the college here?” Sally nodded.
“How did it treat you?” Karen continued.
“I thought it was good,” Sally started, “I’m glad I was there and not anywhere else, it was pretty restrictive to someone like me, but I heard most colleges are worst, and more dangerous. I enjoyed it.”
“What have you been doing after graduation then?” Karen asked.
“Well,” Sally replied, “I took an internship at a firm in my hometown. It went well, but I decided it was time to leave.”
Karen raised an eyebrow, “what made you decide to leave?”
Sally fidgeted, “can I just say personal reasons?”
“Was it coworker drama? Were you fired? Did you have a mental breakdown?”
Sally’s legs began to kick, her hands pressed down hard on the upholstery next to her hips, it kind of looked like she was going to make a run for it, but the door was closed and it would take some effort for her to open it, even though it was lower than average for workplace diversity compliance. Finally, she spilled the beans.
“Let’s just say I came into work one day and realized I was the only little to show up out of a little intern cohort of ten.”
“Ah,” Karen said, understanding, “well, you must come from a pretty conservative area. We pride ourselves in being one of the most progressive firms in one of the most progressive towns in one of the most progressive states.”
“Thank you,” Sally said, calming down.
“Now, why don’t you go to your desk and familiarize yourself with your workspace and the computer. I have some compliance paperwork to fill out to say that my office is properly accommodating to you. If you have any trouble, please just ask, and please use the safety equipment properly, it’s for your own good.”
“Understood!” Sally said, hopping off of the chair, she hurried out of Karen’s office. Karen watched from her paperwork as Sally scaled her new chair, buckling herself into the booster seat on top. Her workplace was supposed to be big, unwieldy and intimidating. Karen quickly signed off on the accommodation forms and then went on to start answering emails. She shot a fast text to her girlfriends, describing the situation in brief, and then set her phone on silent as it began to explode with texts from them, they would have to be patient.
It wasn’t long before Alex came in with a large stack of multicolored papers.
“Hey Karen, I I’ve got the perfect job for your new assistant, why don’t you pass these forms on to her and get her to sort them by color for me. Have them on my desk by the end of the day, okay? Thanks!” Alex said. He walked over and then shut Karen’s door.
“By the way, you should be getting a company email about our internal supply service. Little assistants need extra supplies, and we find that it’s best if their bosses pick them out for them. When you submit the online form, they should deliver discreetly in less than an hour.”
Karen nodded. Smiling, Alex walked over to the door and opened it slightly, “Well Karen, I hope you and your assistant are getting to know each other, and just a friendly reminder about our conduct guidelines!”
Alex left the waiting room and Sally smiled after him. Karen almost laughed at her naivete.
“Sally?” Karen called.
“Yes miss?” Sally called back.
“Could you come to my office please? I have a job for you.”
Karen watched as Sally unbuckled herself, jumped down and walked in to Karen’s office.
“Alex just left me all of these papers, and he wants you to sort them by color, could you do that for me? There might not be enough space on your desk, so if you want, you can do it on my floor. I’m not expecting anyone until well after lunch.”
Sally nodded and Karen handed her the papers. She visibly struggled carrying all of the giant forms and, after taking a few steps away from Karen’s desk, dumped the entire stack on the floor. Flustered, she started bending down and picking up the papers back into a neat stack, which gave Karen a clear view of her white panties again. Eventually, Sally huffed and sat on the carpeted floor, legs splayed, and began to sort the papers by hand. Sally was concealed from the outside workplace by Karen’s office door, so she wasn’t too embarrassed.
Karen, after seeing that display, turned back to her computer to work, taking another sip of coffee. She just got the email Alex mentioned, and she clicked on the link inside. The website was meant to look innocuous to the untrained eye, just an internal workplace website for ordering new pencils and staples, but ask Karen poked around further she saw the truth. The website had all the supplies someone needed to adopt and care for a little. It was mostly the basics, but there were some fancy little clothes and it was clear that the company didn’t skimp on the diaper brand either. Karen glanced over at Sally on the floor, where to start?
Karen took it slow, answering a few more emails and changing between doing work and browsing the catalog. Sally was taking a while with the color sorting, mostly because there were a lot of forms and she was taking each form one at a time and sorting it. The catalog had no size options on anything, and Karen was confused about that, until she noticed that she was logged into her work account, and that Sally’s full name was connected to the account on the catalog. Karen raised her eyebrows. How did they get her measurements, I wonder?
“Almost done Sally?” Karen asked after a while, Sally shook her head.
“Well,” Karen continued, “I’m about to order some lunch, would you like some? My treat.”
Sally quickly agreed and got the same salad as Karen. The two went back to their tasks, Karen flipping between work and the catalog and Sally pressing onward with the color sorting. After a while the two salads in plastic containers showed up hanging on the office door. Sally, without saying a word, dutifully went over and picked them up off of the door handle.
“Thank you,” Karen said, meeting Sally at the middle and grabbing her salad. Karen set her meal on her desk, cracked it open and began to ate. From the corner of her eye she watched Sally on the floor do the same. As Karen ate, she watched as Sally tried and failed to use amazon utensils, dropping lots of her salad all over herself and the floor. It wasn’t long before she made a mess.
“Are you alright down there Sally?” Karen asked.
“I usually bring my own lunch, and I’m not used to utensils not made in my size, I’m sorry!” Sally replied plaintively.
“That’s quite alright,” Karen said, stalling, “I’m sure that I have some spare clothes lurking around here somewhere.” She started opening drawers in her office, hoping that Alex or someone might have slipped her some clothes. Karen could hear Sally sniffle quietly behind her. Karen opened a drawer, and in it were rows and rows of diapers and pull-ups, sized for a little. Even though she knew Sally couldn’t see what was inside, she slammed it shut in alarm. The next drawer had clothes for littles, but they were much too childish for Sally. After a couple more drawers, Karen found a dress that looked suitable.
“Aha!” Karen exclaimed, “I knew my last assistant forgot a spare change here!”
As soon as she pulled it out and saw Sally’s reaction, Karen knew that the dress was a little less suitable than she initially thought. It had big poofy sleeves, a fake blouse and a thick, mid-length blue skirt. Sally didn’t protest, however. Instead, Karen went back to her work and Sally changed and did as well.
It wasn’t long before the two made a little bit of smalltalk. Karen found that Sally was a motivated girl, eager to please her, and she was excited to start a new life in a town she thought was safe. After a lot of chatting and a little bit of work, it was time to go.
“Sally, I’m about to head out, do you have a ride home?” Karen asked.
“No, I live in an apartment building about two blocks from here, thank you though!”
Karen instinctively asked what apartment building, and after Sally told her the landlord’s name, she was satisfied, the landlord was a good man, and protected his little tenants.
“Well, if you don’t feel safe and you need a ride to or from work, just give me a call, okay?”
“Okay!” Sally said cheerfully.
With that, Karen left the office and went back home. When she got home, she turned her phone off silence and texted her girlfriends back. They were absolutely egging her to get Sally home, but Karen mostly brushed them off. Everything would work out in good time.[/SIZE]