Its been a long time since I’ve written anything and even longer since I’ve finished anything. But here it is. As always comments are greatly appreciated.
And without further ado.
Liberty Lass Nixes the Nefarious Nanny
Erin adjusted her mask and rubbed her calves. She had to be careful from where she was staking out the Dini’s place. Her new white boots weren’t exactly the stealthiest of equipment, even the red stripe was a striking colour, but then as Liberty Lass she wasn’t used to the cloak and dagger side of super-heroics.
This wasn’t an ordinary case though; in the last month fifteen of Unity City’s richest families had been relieved of their most precious jewels. And it was Erin’s job to stop them.
She smoothed out her star spangled skirt and pulled up on her white gloves, they matched her boots, and adjusted her red and white halter neck top. In the last three hours there hadn’t been so much as a rustle of movement. Even the baby had slept through the night.
The sun had just started to creep through the branches of the trees as Liberty Lass stretched out her shoulders. Still nothing, no intruders, no strange glows or robots or anything that would signal a break-in in this town. Instead all there was the faint cry that startled the house awake followed by the quick curtain rustle of a maid or it may have even been the mommy hushing the baby back down for a few more precious moments of sleep.
Finally there was some movement outside of the house. Erin sat up in her hiding place readying her senses to act. She almost sighed with disappointment as the van rolled quietly up to the gate and then was let through.
“Bristow’s Diaper Collection” She read aloud, surprising herself at how hoarse and cracked her voice sounded. “Well that tears it. Nothing happened here.” She sighed and turned around. Her hunch had been wrong but at least the now richest family in the city were still rich. Silently she vaulted the fence and returned to the college dorm.
“I’m telling you Liam…I was there. Nothing happened. Nothing.” Erin repeated. “There couldn’t have been a robbery. There was no way for the jewels to have left the building.”
“Lass, how long have I been a detective?” Liam Robertson asked.
“Longer than I’ve been in tights.” Erin frowned.
“And in all that time have I ever given you false advice?”
"No…never. So you’re sure? I was there the whole night, how could I have missed it?
“You’re the hero.” Robertson sighed.
“And you’re the detective…” Erin countered quickly.
“So one of us will figure it out.” Liam smiled. He reached forward patted her gloved hand. “Now I’m going to check out what the families have in common.”
“Nothing, but their wealth. Some of the families run in the same circles but at least four don’t know each other. And another two are reclusive.”
“Well in that case why don’t you go do some hero stuff and figure it out? Find the connection find the criminals. Now I really have to do some work.”
“Aren’t you going to try and arrest me, Robertson?”
“I don’t want my ass kicked by a girl half my size.” He shrugged and stood up from the bench. He rubbed his hand through his shaggy beard and turned and lumbered his way through the park.
Erin sat on the Liberty Bell, her custom motorcycle. It had originally belonged to her mentor but when he had retired he had given it to her as a gift. It acted as everything from a mobile crime lab to a changing room for when Erin Summers was needed more than Liberty Lass.
And now was one of those times.
Erin stepped confidently into the office of the diaper collection agency. Bristow’s Diaper Collection Agency had been a long established and struggling business in Unity City until three months before the robberies started. Yet now it had grown into one of the city’s premier “Green Centres”.
The building was clearly creaking under the rapid expansion that the new customers had brought to it but it despite the three large boil washers it didn’t seem to be laundering anything other than dirty diapers.
“Can I help you Young Lady?” Erin heard a smooth voice behind her.
“Yes, I’m Erin, I phoned earlier. I’m doing the college paper on Green Industries.” She remembered to put in the slight jump as she blabbered at the man. Looking at him she knew it was Calum Bristow, the owner’s son but she still looked at him with the doe-eyed enthusiasm of a college journalist.
“Of course, I didn’t realise that they would be sending around such a beautiful reporter. My name is Calum; I’m the General Manager here. What would you like to know?” He smiled confidently at Erin; she knew forty seven different ways to wipe that smile from his face but decided not to blow her cover. Instead she giggled girlishly.
“Oh wow…General Manager.” She beamed then shook her head, hoping that the manoeuvre would look like she was trying to regain her composure and not holding back vomit. “Well, I just, just would like to ask you about how you got so big so quickly…I mean the business not you…” Erin blushed furiously trying to get him to lower his guard.
Calum’s smile got even bigger as he spread out his thick muscle bound arms. “Well my father was a green avenger. He totally wanted to heal the world. And he saw the amount of garbage disposable diapers created. But he knew how inefficient washing cloth diapers is, until that is, you increase the number in a load.” He gestured to the boil washers. “The more diapers you clean at once the greener it is. So we are now the largest diaper washing facility in Unity City, if not the whole state. And that’s not all…” He trailed off with a smile.
“It’s not?” Erin leaned in to Calum’s chest, looking up at him again pursing her lips slightly he moved slightly into her body and Erin knew that he was putty in her hands.
“No here at Bristow’s we provide our own special, more efficient diapers and we provide employment for ex-cons and this gives us the hardest working work force in town.”
Erin smiled. Perhaps Calum thought she was impressed with his knowledge of the business but in reality she had located her first clue. Flicking her hypnotic red hair gently she leaned in a little closer. “Tell me more” She whispered.
“They are a standard flat design, so pins are still needed but they have a woven slot for a soaker pad to be placed in the diaper so it only needs changing after the baby does a number two and then it can be removed and placed straight in the diaper pail.” A clipped accent sounded from Erin’s left. She immediately moved back and resumed her meek persona.
“That sounds very efficient.” She squeaked and stared at where the voice was coming from. Erin found herself staring at a strapping pair of breasts and had to raise her head up to see whom they belonged to. The Amazonian woman had cold grey eyes shielded behind a pair of thin rimmed black spectacles. Her jet black hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail and she wore a black power suit. “I’m doing a paper on Green Centres and thought that you would be able to give me the best interviews.” Erin smiled again at Calum trying to look meek and frightened at him.
“It is, and this is Nanny Samantha Blizzard. She has certainly helped with our growth this year.” Calum smiled and stepped in beside Erin. “Her contacts with some of the high society of Unity City have been invaluable.”
“Really Samantha?” Erin asked her voice dropping its illusion of meekness.
“Call me Nanny.” The statuesque woman replied coldly as she eyed Erin a little more closely this time.
“Sorry Nanny.” Erin winced trying to drop back into her persona. “I mean…how did you come by such good contacts.” She stammered hoping to seem a lot less confident than a moment ago.
“It’s ok, Erin.” Calum said falling for the act more than Nanny was. “Nanny Blizzard came to us like a whirlwind with her new designs of the diapers, new clients and new staff. She is very nearly one of the family now.” He beamed.
“Quite.” Nanny commented. She then turned and brushed the shoulders of her power suit. “I have to return to my nursery. I’ll speak with you later Calum.” She didn’t even acknowledge Erin as she stalked out of the room with grace and poise.
Erin continued with her sweet talk for only a few minutes longer with Calum just long enough to extract the address of Nanny Blizzard’s exclusive nursery and to pick up Calum’s private phone number. She wasn’t sure if he was an accessory or just a ridiculous flirt but at least when she took all this to Liam he would be able to locate Calum Bristow for questioning.
Erin drove through the tunnel and used the Liberty Bell’s quick changing mechanism to cast of the shackles of her meek persona. Smoothing her domino mask over her eyes and then shaking her red hair loose Liberty Lass was ready for action.
Standing at the high cast iron gates Liberty Lass stared at the white house beyond. The white wash glistened in the sun light and the windows had expensive looking purple drapes framing them. From what little information she could gather Nanny’s office was on the third floor of the house well above prying eyes and perfect for planning heists, if only Liberty Lass could figure out how they were managing them.
“But as Gatekeeper always said, follow your gut.” She said to the Liberty Bell. “And now it’s time to see if my gut is right.” She nodded bouncing from the seat of her motorcycle over the fence.
The halls of the third floor were completely different from the first two, rather than the childish prints and pastel colours these were dark walls with mahogany rails. Clearly the adults inhabited this floor. Erin almost felt immature in her star spangled costume. Easing her way carefully to the main office she moved to the keyhole and pressed her body to the door.
Immediately it flew open and Liberty Lass was staring at the brass buckle of Nanny Blizzard’s belt.
“What do we have here?” Nanny bent down to stare at Erin. “It looks like a rogue child from downstairs has been playing dress up and found her way up here.”
Erin moved with blinding speed, spinning up and placing her hands on her hips. “I am no child. I am the Patriotic Protector, Liberty Lass.” She glared.
Nanny laughed. “Patriotic Protector, don’t make me laugh. Tell me child why are you here?”
“I’m here to stop your criminal acts. I know you’ve been stealing from the richest families in Unity City.” Liberty Lass said forcefully. She was still guessing but the way in which Nanny had acted to her was only confirming Erin’s suspicions.
“Oh, do you now?” Nanny seemed amused. “Well then I think Nanny should deal with you before you go blabbing my secret to the authorities.”
Erin smiled confidently. “Then I think we have a problem, you vile villain.” She moved into a fighting stance, her gaze flicking around waiting for an ambush.
“You think you can match me child?” Nanny laughed this time. She took a step forward and launched a high punch at Liberty Lass.
Liberty Lass ducked the punch expertly but found her head connecting with Nanny’s knee. She moved more quickly than Erin had expected and the strong blow forced her to stagger backwards. Nanny didn’t let up. As she threw another punch Liberty Lass jumped backwards with a high kick which bought her some time to try and clear her swimming vision. Kicking the door behind her open, Erin found herself standing in what appeared to be a luxury nursery.
Nanny flew into the room behind Liberty Lass. The Star Spangled girl nimbly avoided the charging Amazon who spun into the middle of the room. Trying an unexpected rush, Liberty Lass attempted to change the course of the fight but Nanny dodged quickly to the side. This took Liberty Lass harmlessly past the bigger woman and because she didn’t want to end up back on the defensive. Instead she spun quickly for one of her favourite high kicks.
Instead of connecting with the side of Nanny’s head the tall woman caught Liberty Lass by the ankle and lent back. This forced Erin off balance and Nanny pressed home her advantage by lifting and spinning Liberty Lass. Trying to prevent her vision from swimming even more Liberty Lass attempted to kick her other foot at Nanny’s hand to try and get her to loosen her grip.
Nanny however caught Liberty Lass’s other foot and crossed her hands. She increased the speed of her spin throwing Liberty Lass around like a hammer throw.
Finally releasing her iron grin of Liberty Lass’s ankles Nanny sent her hurtling across the room and smashing her into the back wall of the nursery. Cracking against the wall stunned Erin and she felt some plaster fall on her head as the wall gave slightly from the force of the impact.
The creaking of wood above her cause Liberty Lass to raise her head upwards just in time to see the supports on one of the shelves above her break causing a package of disposable diapers to fall on her head, the swirling world faded to black as Erin lost her grip on her consciousness.
Liberty Lass awoke surrounding by bars. Rather than the cold steel she had imagined though these bars were the rounded and wooden.
“A playpen with a lid?” She croaked her voice hoarse.
“Good, you have finally woken up, child.” Nanny smirked walking around Liberty Lass’s cage.
Erin ignored Nanny’s chiding and instead examined herself and her surroundings. She was still in her costume, although minus her trusty utility belt. But her hands were now encased in thick thumb-less mittens and her legs were forced apart by, what Liberty Lass correctly guessed was, a thick cloth diaper.
“I’m almost surprised at how quickly I was discovered.” Nanny sighed. “I didn’t think you would have been quite as good a detective as you are.”
“Well you won’t get away with this.” Liberty Lass nodded peering through the bars, half at Nanny and half searching for a latch to explain how she got put into this cage in the first place.
“But I already have, Liberty Lass.” Nanny smirked taking a seat at an expensive looking desk. “Everything has fallen into place perfectly. Nobody expects that you can use muscle manipulators to make babies move and act how you want them to. Much less do they expect them to be able to steal jewels from Mommy and Daddy. And then, the secret pocket in the diaper, its pure genius. All I need to do is then make sure baby messes the diaper. The parents won’t need to check it. They just remove it; put it in the pail and Bristow’s pick up the diaper whilst my staff removes the jewels before washing.”
Liberty Lass had spied the locking mechanism on this play pen it wasn’t designed to hold an adult and she knew a simple hand spring should bust it open, but would she have time to act whilst Nanny was revealing her plans?
“Didn’t you wonder why so many reformed criminals were moving into the diaper industry? Of course not, you hero types aren’t interested in how we set up, are you?” Nanny continued to gloat but was now paying more attention to Liberty Lass as she prepared her body for her escape attempt.
“Why are you telling me all this?” Liberty Lass asked as she noted the attention she was being paid.
Nanny chuckled, it wasn’t a nice sound. More one of complete and supreme confidence. “Because Liberty Lass you are now wearing my muscle controlling diapers. And unlike the babies you don’t need for things to be demonstrated for you to know how to do things. So I have complete control over your body.”
Liberty Lass froze at this. She suddenly wanted to rip off the thick diaper from around her waist. It couldn’t really control her, could it?
“Liberty Lass mess yourself.” Nanny commanded as if answering Erin’s question.
The Patriotic Protector stared down at her diaper as her body obeyed the wishes of its new master instead of Erin. Her seat became warmer and heavier as she pushed a mushy load into the back of her diaper. Liberty Lass’s cheeks burned with shame as she humiliated herself in front of the criminal mastermind.
“Excellent.” Nanny commanded. “Now it’s time for you to go back down to the nursery where you belong. You’ll have a big night ahead of you. I’m sure your larger diapers will be able to hold a lot more, which should mean you will be able to break into more houses before you take the fall for us. You’ll be caught wet, messy and red handed in our final victim’s house.” Nanny rose from her desk and opened the cage which held the humiliated hero. “Now stand up and follow me and for goodness sake no crying.”
Erin had no choice. Her body wasn’t her own anymore. Nanny didn’t even bother to watch her captive as she forced Liberty Lass to waddle down two flights of stairs into the main nursery her loaded rear end sagging and drooping all the way. Stopping at the main door to the nursery Nanny patted Liberty Lass’s fiery red hair.
“Now go on in and play nice with the other babies.” Nanny commanded. “My two assistants will take extra good care of you. I believe they are old friends of yours, Liberty Lass.” She cackled holding open the door for Erin to waddle through.
Liberty Lass couldn’t help it. She couldn’t control her feet as they steered her through the door and into the sights, smells and sounds of an active nursery.
“WOWZERS look at that WADDLE!” Came a cry from behind Erin as she reached the centre of the room.
Liberty Lass turned around groaning inwardly. That voice was too familiar and as she turned the nauseatingly cute blue bunny wallpaper whipped around until she was face to face with Hot Gossip.
“Now is that a biker’s waddle? Or is it a cowboy’s waddle?” The psychotic ex-gossip columnist pondered aloud. “No, it’s a messy diaper waddle.” She should have been doing an eight year stretch for holding her ex-editor hostage but instead she was here patting, checking and rubbing Liberty Lass’s dirty rump. “Hey Fox, get out here and take a look at our new client!”
Liberty Lass gritted her teeth more at the mention of Fox. It could only be Fox Glove, the Environmental Assassin, that Hot Gossip was referring too and she should have been doing life without parole at Unity Hospital. Instead the spry, purple-haired woman emerged from the kitchen wielding a baby bottle.
“Is that Unity City’s Patriotic Protector?” Fox Glove laughed her vivid purple eyes drinking in every inch of Liberty Lass’s humiliating look. “The last time I saw her she was matching me blow for blow atop Truman Towers.”
Fox Glove was taller than Erin by almost a foot and had always looked more womanly than her. Like her flower namesake she was toxic all over and preferred to use poisons and toxin tipped weapons to complete her contracts.
It was true; prior to being sentenced to the Hospital, Fox was too insane to be put anywhere other than an asylum or secure hospital wing, Liberty Lass had used her own fighting skills to match the assassin and hold her off long enough so that Mr Truman’s son had enough time to escape the gold-plated building in Unity City and contact the police.
“Don’t move, Liberty Lass.” Fox Glove purred at Erin. Suddenly Erin found herself glue to the floor unable to do anything. She prevented herself from whimpering as the two villains lifted up her skirt and ran their hands over her messy diaper.
“Well we shall need to get this baby changed.” Hot Gossip laughed.
“Of course we will. And we should really take off this silly playsuit she is in before she leaks all over it and ruins it.” Fox Glove agreed tugging at Erin’s star spangled skirt.
“That’s very true. But will we have any clothes that will fit such a huge baby?”
“Hmm, I don’t think so. But we should really have a look at making sure we get the right type of diaper on her first.”
“Well with the huge load she has done already I think we know that Liberty Lass is at least a double diaper baby.” Erin felt Hot Gossip tug at the seat of her diaper working the sickening mess around her skin even more.
“No.” Fox Glove said as she removed Erin’s skirt leaving the ruined diaper on and uncovered.
“No?” Hot Gossip asked confused as she turned and grabbed a diaper from a stars and stripe diaper bag.
“Absolutely not, she is at least a triple pad diaper. Aren’t you, you little soaker?” Fox Glove teased ruffling Erin’s hair.
Hot Gossip didn’t respond to that instead just laughed and spread a changing pad on the floor directly in front of her. Even from her frozen position Erin could see a changing table in the corner of the room. Nanny must have warned her two henchwomen that Liberty Lass was coming down and provided them with equipment whilst she was unconscious. Because as thin as Erin was there was no way she would have fit into the same diapers as the babies currently drooling in the playpens that lined the walls wore.
Fox Glove then pulled off Erin’s top leaving her naked save for her mask, mittens, boots and dirty diaper. If she had felt less womanly before Liberty Lass now felt even more babyish.
“We best leave her mask on. We don’t want to learn her secret identity, yet.” Hot Gossip smirked. “Besides we will be seeing much more than just her face during this diaper change.”
“Quite.” Fox Glove smiled. “Lie down Liberty Lass.” Again Erin’s body rebelled against her wishes and did as it was told. She frowned up at her tormentors.
“Isn’t she being such a nice quiet baby?” Hot Gossip asked.
Fox Glove nodded. “That should continue let’s get her a pacifier and a bib to drool onto.”
“You find them. I’m going to take my time diapering Liberty Lass’s Liberty Ass.”
Erin couldn’t watch what the evil reporter was doing to her. Instead she tried to concentrate on Fox Glove. If it came to a battle it would most certainly be the assassin who would be the biggest threat when she had to take them down. It was strange seeing Fox actually having to care for the babies in the nursery. Somehow Erin had expected that Nanny wouldn’t have let two mentally unhinged women care for with young children. But then Liberty Lass didn’t believe that both of them would have accepted the uniform that they were wearing.
Normally Fox Glove wore an all black leather cat-suit adorned with foliage with her black hair tied back in a tight pony tail. And Hot Gossip would never been seen without her hot pink mask tied around her flowing blonde locks. Her white dress accentuated with newsprint from her own articles and was as much a work of art as a villain’s costume. But now both of them wore an actual blue collar uniform. Or at least as close as one could find in Unity City. They wore matching white dresses which would have looked like a negative of a French maid’s outfit if it wasn’t for the knee-length pleated skirt. Instead of a little white apron it was a large plastic-backed yellow apron covered with brown teddy bears wearing either pastel pink or powder blue diapers.
And whilst Erin may have laughed had she seen those outfits first. They were enviable compared to her current costume. The diaper had felt bulky before; and even more so when it was messy. Now with the addition of two soaker pads between her legs the diaper was even more ungainly and cumbersome. As she couldn’t move Liberty Lass could only feel her precious boots being pulled from her feet and not replaced. Fox Glove then approached her with a large pink pacifier and a white terry towelling bib. The bib was easily fastened around Erin’s neck and she was instructed to sit up.
“Now Liberty Lass suck on this pacifier.” Fox Glove commanded dangling the plastic object between her fingers. Erin’s body did as it was commanded and she began to nurse it.
“Isn’t it nice when the babies behave?” Hot Gossip smirked depositing the dirty diaper into a pail and tidying away the changing supplies.
“Absolutely.” Fox Glove said standing over Erin. “But I think maybe she should behave more like a baby.”
Hot Gossip grinned. “I love it.” She patted Liberty Lass’s fiery red hair. “Right then Baby. Liberty Lass you can no longer walk or feed yourself or talk. You will want to play with the other babies and you will find yourself becoming tired after doing any movement.”
“That’s excellent, Gossip. Let’s not make her need her diapers, that way she will have to use them.” Fox Glove smiled and pulled Erin up onto her knees. “But before we let her in to play with the other babies…Liberty Lass I want you to wet your diaper.”
Erin wanted to scream at her tormentors but she couldn’t. Instead she had to stare at them whilst the thirsty soaker pads absorbed the pee pulling the warmth around her diaper. An intrusive finger entered the leg of her diaper checking how wet she was.
“I told you she was a triple pad soaker.” Hot Gossip laughed wiping her finger along the side of Erin’s diaper. “Now you can go play.” She pushed Liberty Lass onto all fours and dropped a soft felt ball in front of her.
The Patriotic Protector wanted to turn around immediately and fight the two evil villains but her body obeyed the instructions it had been given and so she chased after the ball grabbing hold of it in her mittens. She gave the ball a shake and found it had a bell and suddenly Erin couldn’t help but sit on her wet diaper and continue to make the bell chime.
Time seemed to crawl past for Liberty Lass. Due to her thumb less mittens if one of the other babies wanted the toy she was playing with she was almost powerless to prevent them from taking it. Even moving and actually using the toys made her feel more and more tired which made it even more difficult to keep hold of her toys. Not that Erin was enjoying playing with the toys but they were the only thing that was passing the time.
The speed of Erin’s diaper cooling was probably her best measure of how much time had passed since she had been instructed to play with the other babies. Now stone cold the saturated soaker pad was beginning to irritate Liberty Lass’s legs as she watched as one by one the babies in the nursery were picked up and taken out of the nursery. When they returned they seem to want to stop Erin from playing with the toys with a lot more purpose and vigour. Although Liberty Lass guessed that wasn’t the extent of the muscle manipulators influence.
Any time there was a smell of a used diaper in the nursery Erin found she was immediately assumed to be the culprit.
“Have you fragranced your shorts, Liberty Lass?”
“Are you basking in the warm glow of a job well done?”
“Is it you who now has a load off of their mind?”
“Done a dirty in your diaper, Hero?”
Were just some of the questions that Liberty Lass had to endure whilst Fox Glove or Hot Gossip would roughly check her diaper.
Erin’s jaw ached; she had been nursing the pacifier for what seemed like an eternity now. Her bib was soaked through by her own drool, her fingers were rubbed from the insides of the mittens and she could hardly keep awake she was so tired from playing like a baby. This did serve as motivation for Erin though. There was no way she was going to actually wet or mess her diaper herself after every check both Hot Gossip and Fox Glove were disappointed that her resolve hadn’t been broken and at least that slight victory was enough to keep her fighting.
With over half the babies having been and gone upstairs Liberty Lass noticed that they were all walking just a bit more erect and with less of a waddle. They drooled a lot less and seemed more mobile and a little bit more vicious like they had been programmed. Liberty Lass knew that those babies were also wearing muscle controlling diapers. That was the reason they were being so mean in taking all the fun toys from her.
Erin shook her head. She didn’t mean that. It wasn’t that the toys were fun or not. Or being taken away from her or not. It was the fact that she had to play with them without being given a choice.
“Isn’t it cool how they all look like little soldiers now?” Hot Gossip asked poking one of the muscle controlled babies in the stomach. The baby didn’t react and instead just looked at Liberty Lass.
“Yes, they are all brave little soldiers.” Fox Glove laughed as she patted the baby towards Erin.
The baby immediately toddled up to Erin and removed the rattle that she was struggling to keep hold of between her two mittens. Having no control over her body she began crawling after the baby trying to keep up with it. The hypnosis took over and she began to feel weak and tired as she moved. As Erin crawled after the baby she could feel her bladder beginning to sing out for relief.
The baby quickly put distance between itself and Liberty Lass so Erin’s concentration was caught again by a rubber duck that had been left unattended on the floor. She moved towards that as the pressure in her lower abdomen continued to build. Looking around as much as she could Erin turned to see that both Fox and Gossip were busy with the actual babies.
It was a strange situation, Erin was fully in control of her bladder but she had to wait for her body to settle into a position where she could comfortably wet her diaper. Fortunately this didn’t take long as she sat back onto her well diapered rear and began to squeeze the duck causing it to squeak.
Taking a breath Erin tried to release a flow into the cold soaker pad. She had intended to subtly wet the diaper. However as soon as her body felt the warmth on her skin it lost all interest in the toy. Liberty Lass’s body began to change positions as it pressed its thickly padded mittens against the grimy warmth. Rather than wait to be spotted by the two super villains who were already checking diapers, Erin inhaled deeply and soaked her underwear.
Again Liberty Lass’s body began to feel around. Erin couldn’t stop her own body shifting, pushing, squishing at her diaper and then squirming about on her warm rear end. All Erin could do was hope and will her body to be distracted by the duck again.
Screaming in her head so hard that she was giving herself a migraine Erin’s body finally got bored of working her warm diaper around and moved back to playing with its duck. Liberty Lass would have sighed with relief but as soon as she crawled back onto all fours she felt two cold intruding fingers entering her diaper.
“If it wasn’t for the extra pads we would have to change her name to Leaky Lass.” Gossip smirked with satisfaction as she removed her fingers from Erin’s diaper. “She’s taken down the biggest names in town and now she is the biggest name in Diaper Town.”
There was a small sigh as Fox Glove walked into Erin’s view. “Nanny has said that after we feed the rug rats we should send Liberty Lass up for programming.”
Hot Gossip moved so that she was in Erin’s eye line. “Oh well…I suppose we should make the most of our time with her and her soggy diaper.”
The tiniest flicker of a smile played across Fox Glove’s lips. “Why should it just be soggy?”
Hot Gossip and Fox Glove exchanged a look and left Liberty Lass crawling after another toy with her full diaper swaying comically behind her.
Thirty five long seconds later Erin felt a hand on her shoulder. “Liberty Lass you will stop.” Fox Glove commanded. “All previous commands given to you by either myself or Hot Gossip will no longer apply to you. Instead you will now follow any command given to you by either Hot Gossip or myself.”
Erin felt as if her body was slowly re-attaching itself to her mind at Fox Glove’s words. She stood and turned to face her two oppressors. Almost immediately her legs wobbled and she half stumbled, half waddled until she managed to catch her balance. Staring at Hot Gossip Erin removed the pacifier from her mouth and worked her jaw around.
“Oh her first steps…” Gossip cooed.
“Will we hear her first words next?” Fox Glove teased.
“Not yet, it’s something else making noise. Liberty Lass poop your diaper.” Hot Gossip laughed.
Erin tried to hide the revulsion from her face. No sooner had she been given control back of her body than it was taken from her. She had to bend her knees slightly and lean forward. Her shoulders shrugged upwards and her body tensed as she began to push an uncomfortably hot and sickeningly sticky mess into her saturated diaper.
Staring up at her two captors Erin watched as they peered around her, staring at her now ruined diaper.
“I knew cloth diapers were bulkier.” Hot Gossip commentated.
“Yeah and they look absolutely massive when they are at capacity.” Fox Glove smirked. She stared into Liberty Lass’s eyes. “You’re not going to cry are you, Pampered Protector?”
“Once I get out of this you will be experienced in washing for the prison laundry you hateful harlots!” Liberty Lass bit back moving into a fighting stance.
However Erin didn’t get the response she had expected from either Hot Gossip or Fox Glove. Instead of responding in kind and readying themselves for a battle they just smiled at each other; looking back at Liberty Lass completely amused. Scoffing Hot Gossip took a step towards the hero.
“Hands down Liberty Lass, relax.” Hot Gossip smiled putting a hand on her captive’s shoulder. Liberty Lass’s body had no choice but to respond. She dropped her fighting stance and stood loose causing her heavy diaper to droop down her legs slightly. “Come and sit down, take a load off of your load.” The evil ex-editor enthused. She guided Liberty Lass to an oversized highchair in the corner of the room and compelled by the muscle controlling diaper she was wearing Liberty Lass sat down on the plastic covered seat with an audible squish. Hot Gossip lowered the tray down on top of Liberty Lass trapping her in the chair with an amused smirk. “What was that face for? Is there something uncomfortable on your seat?”
Liberty Lass bit back a hundred insults as Fox Glove glided up to her and replaced the soaked bib around her neck with a similar pink terry towelling bib. “You give somebody the opportunity to speak and they just don’t want it.” The assassin laughed. “Well we won’t take it away, just yet. Although I’m disappointed we haven’t seen her break down into tears, yet.”
Leaving Liberty Lass scowling at her Fox Glove turned and began gathering up the real babies and placing them into their own high chairs whilst Hot Gossip fussed around the captive opening jars of baby food and taking not much more than a scoop from each and mixing it into a large bowl on the oversized high chair’s food tray.
The concoction that Hot Gossip made was a sickening orange brown colour and had some large lumps of unidentifiable food swimming in it, Liberty Lass contemplated knocking the bowl to the floor but in her present position she surmised that it would definitely lead to something worse being provided so she sat there trying not to squirm in her mushy diaper.
Hot Gossip apparently finished with Liberty Lass’s meal and began helping Fox Glove to provide bottles and jars to the babies, all of whom where now in the high chairs. Proving just how many of them were know in the muscle controlling diapers there was very little noise and fuss and instead most of them began to feed themselves quickly and cleanly.
As Gossip moved to feed and clean up the remaining free babies Fox Glove turned her attention to Liberty Lass. Taking some grapes Fox Glove placed them in front of Liberty Lass.
“Right, you are now going to eat the entire contents of the bowl that Hot Gossip has prepared for you and drink every last drop that is in this bottle.” Fox Glove smirked as she produced a 2 litre baby bottle full of water. “And then as pudding you will eat all of these as well.” She laughed as she dangled the grapes in front of Liberty Lass. “But you won’t be able to eat it cleanly. You will have your full range of skills to eat. But you won’t have any utensils.” Liberty Lass watched as Fox Glove pulled off the mittens on her hands and then she moved back a couple of spaces. “That should stain your bib almost as much as you have stained your diaper.” And with that Fox Glove turned and began to tend to the babies in the nursery.
The food in the bowl wasn’t just a disgusting colour the taste was almost beyond description as Erin gagged her way through eating it. Sometimes the mush would be almost tasteless like a thin watery gravy and other times there would be the bitter taste of parsnips tinged with an over ripe taste of pears that caught on the back of her throat causing her to cough and spit only to find the rotten gruel being shovelled back into her mouth by her own fingers.
The water was almost a welcome relief once her poor body began to suckle on the bottle. And the first third of the bottle was gone almost in one continuous drink. Despite knowing that this would help her stomach or indeed her diaper, if she couldn’t find a way to escape, Erin did not let up until the taste of the baby food mash up was gone from her mouth leaving only the lingering taste on her breath instead of on her tongue.
The grapes were easily eaten and even though they would pass through her system quickly the sweet taste was much more preferable to the bland water or the horrible baby food. Having finished her “meal” Liberty Lass shifted in her seat. Her body had been programmed this far but now it had ended her muscles were hers to control again and she gingerly felt under the seat searching for a clasp to release her from the high chair.
“Look at our little hero!” Hot Gossip gushed as she moved around from behind the high chair. “Well Leaky Lass, you might have a very stinky diaper on but that didn’t stop you from filling up your tummy nice and full.” She teased mussing up Liberty Lass’s hair as she unclasped the high chair’s tray and pulled Liberty Lass over her shoulder. She began to roughly pat her hand against Liberty Lass’s diaper. “Let’s see if there are any burpies in there for Aunty Gossip. Oh and Liberty Lass you won’t try to resist me or try to escape.” Hot Gossip laughed as she programmed her captive. “Maybe you can’t feel the pats through your poopy pampers. You will burp for me Liberty Lass.” She laughed as the muscle controlling diapers forced Liberty Lass to burp.
“Speaking of her poopy pampers.” Fox Glove began spreading a changing mat on the floor beside the table, which was still only half clear of infants eating their own meals. “Nanny wants her cleaned, powdered and oiled and sent upstairs for extra programming. Single diaper only, apparently.”
Hot Gossip looked a little annoyed at her partner but lowered Liberty Lass onto the changing pad. “Lie still and don’t move.” She commanded as she unfolded a clean diaper. “There is one thing that is still bothering me about this plan.” Hot Gossip said as she began to carefully open Liberty Lass’s messy diaper and set about cleaning her up with baby wipes.
“And what is that?” Fox Glove asked passing some rash powder and baby oil to her partner.
“Well even though she is in a much bigger diaper than the other babies the pocket isn’t that much bigger on her backside. Are we really going to be able to fit that much more loot in her crappy diaper than in one of the smaller babies?”
Fox Glove laughed softly and smiled between Hot Gossip and Liberty Lass. “The diapers control her muscles. She still has the same skills and muscle memories that she snuck in here with. Well almost…”
“Aside from her lack of potty training now.” Hot Gossip joined in with the smirking as she began to work oil into Liberty Lass’s most sensitive areas causing the hero to curse her captives and swear revenge for the first time.
“But still…she won’t be able to carry that much more in the back of her diaper than a normal baby.”
“Well she won’t have to carry it there. Think about it…she is bigger and able to use her hero skills to sneak in and steal from them. All we need to do is tell her what to get us and give her a nice diaper bag to put it in.”
“So the only thing that needs to end up down the back of her diaper.”
“Is exactly what was going to end up in there anyway.”
Fox Glove and Hot Gossip laughed between themselves as they finished up changing Liberty Lass and fastening her tightly into a clean diaper. Standing her up Liberty Lass was amazed at how much thinner the diaper felt when it was there with only one pad in it. Sighing she did as she was instructed and began to crawl for the door as Fox Glove walked and opened it up for her and she began to move for Nanny’s office as she had been instructed to by the devious assassin.
As she crawled out of the room Liberty Lass could hear her two captives discussing her.
“I’m going to miss her poopy diaper waddle.” Hot Gossip laughed.
“Well we will probably see it again on the news, you could TiVo it.” Fox Glove chuckled.
“When is that going to happen?” Hot Gossip enquired quickly.
“When the police catch her red handed in a wet and messy diaper and march her off to prison.” Fox Glove smirked and began to say more but Liberty Lass couldn’t hear her as she had began her ascent up the flights of stairs to Nanny’s office.
Liberty Lass quickly crawled up the stairs. She was mortified as despite the towelling bib and tightly fastened diaper she was naked. Giving her head a little shake she could feel the tip of her hair was wet with her own drool. Looking around and trying to memorise everything she saw Liberty Lass tried to drink in the information so she could use it to her advantage once she got out of this situation and into her rematch with the nefarious nanny.
Rounding the last corner Erin found herself stopping at the door to Nanny Blizzard’s office. Realising that all Hot Gossip and Fox Glove had commanded her to do was to crawl to here and no further she stood and tried to adjust her outfit to cover a little more of her own modesty. Staring at the heavy oak door she tried to decide if it would be better to leave now and set an ambush or if it would be better to face the ring leader of this twisted scheme before she had time to set it fully in motion.
The element of surprise Liberty Lass thought she had disappeared as the oak door opened with a loud creak as she was finishing smoothing her hands over her diaper. Opening it fully Nanny Blizzard stared at Liberty Lass for a second seemingly drinking in her appearance. She smiled as she saw Liberty Lass’s hands at her diaper.
“That’s not how we check you, Child.” Nanny purred. “You cannot move Liberty Lass.” She commanded before taking two fingers and sliding them into the left leg of Liberty Lass’s diaper. “Still dry, well done you.” She chuckled before patting Liberty Lass’s head. “Come in and sit down on that. And you now have no control over your bowel and bladder.”
Liberty Lass fumed at Nanny’s commands. She then followed where Nanny’s finger had been pointing too and saw a white plastic potty sitting in the middle of the room. Sighing as her body waddled over to the potty and sat upon she frowned across at her captor who began spreading out a roll of paper onto the floor in front of Liberty Lass.
“This is your first target…” She began.
Rubbing her temples Liberty Lass tried to clear her temples. She could remember being sat and effectively programmed by Nanny but she couldn’t recall what she had been told to do. Blinking hard she stared up at Nanny who was standing down over her grinning.
“Welcome back.” She smiled smugly. “Now that you have all the information stored let’s get you dressed in your outfit.”
Liberty Lass stood quickly. She wasn’t sure if she was eager to please Nanny or if she had been programmed or if it was just the thought of getting to wear something more than a bib and diaper but she was willing to accept almost anything instead of her current attire. Following Nanny Blizzard over to a tall mirror in her office Liberty Lass stared at herself. She was amazed, her diaper wasn’t just soaked it was ruined sagging and discoloured and hanging around her legs. It was only once she had seen it in the mirror had she really found herself aware of just how uncomfortable she was in this garment.
Tearing her gaze away from her droopy diaper Liberty Lass watched as Nanny returned holding up her new outfit. Her mouth dropped open with genuine surprise.
“My uniform?” Liberty Lass asked surprising herself as she hadn’t meant to speak.
“Not quite, Child. You would ruin your skirt and more than likely leak into your boots. So I have made a couple of alterations to your uniform and equipment.” Nanny smiled.
Liberty Lass could only gasp at what Nanny had done to her uniform. Her halter neck top was relatively unchanged. Although it was now more of an old fashioned fifty cut covering her shoulders in a patriotic blue. The white star on its chest seemed bigger somewhat as if to try and make her breasts seem even smaller. And the red and white vertical stripes seemed wider as well which just heightened the juvenile look of the top.
“Reach for the sky Liberty Lass.” Nanny commanded as she began to dress Liberty Lass. Shrugging her captive into the top she began to braid her blonde hair into two pig tails. “And now let’s get into you a dry diaper.”
Unravelling the changing pad Nanny laid Liberty Lass down and began to wipe and clean her. After applying a strong smelling powder Nanny showed Liberty Lass a smile that a shark shows its victim and began to change Liberty Lass into a red star spangled diaper. Even the booster pad was white and covered in blue stars. Pulling Liberty Lass back to her feet Nanny ran her hands around the diaper and made sure that it was tight on her.
“And what little hero would be complete with her utility belt?” Nanny smirked. Fastening the gold garment around her captive.
Liberty Lass growled as she stared down at the travesty her belt had become. Her throwing stars were replaced by diaper pins. Her grapples were now topped by rattles, her flashlight now had a cute bunny face on it and her finger printing kit had been replaced by a finger painting kit even her flash bangs had been replaced by popping candy and baby powder.
Despite wanting to turn around and stop all this from happening to her Liberty Lass found that she was unable to move. She realised that she was standing exactly like one of the newly programmed babies she had seen in the main nursery earlier and Nanny was clearly having some fun before she sent newest attribute into the field.
Nanny fed Liberty Lass’s feet into her new boots; they looked almost unchanged except for the added line of tassels down the back of them. Next came her gloves, Liberty Lass was almost surprised that they weren’t mittens instead they had a similar line of tassels down the forearms and a string joining the two together that Nanny slid underneath Liberty Lass’s top. With a satisfied smirk Nanny lead her captive back to the mirror.
Liberty Lass stared at the mockery she had become. There she was standing in a diaper, a child’s costume instead of her uniform with a belt that was more use for babysitting than crime fighting. The final insult came as Nanny attached a red and white striped collar around Liberty Lass’s neck. Attached to it was a blue pacifier with a big white star on the mouth guard which copied the look and colour scheme of the rest of her costume.
“Ah the perfect little patsy.” Nanny smiled as she patted Liberty Lass’s diaper. “I just can’t wait to see you take the fall for me. We will be able to relive it over and over again. Once the news crews catch you. And your mug shot comes out. And the details of your equipment. Not only will I have stopped Liberty Lass, I will have committed one of the greatest crimes Union City has ever known!” She began to cackle loudly.
Liberty Lass tried to will her body to ignore the muscle controlled programming of her diapers but she wouldn’t budge instead she stood there helplessly sucking on her pacifier whilst the evil maniac began to count her ill gotten gains. The biggest pain in Liberty Lass’s stomach wasn’t even the worry of what was ending up in her diaper but that she would be helping and even taking the fall for this nefarious nanny.
“Ok Liberty Lass. You can go downstairs. It’s not late enough yet so Fox and Gossip can get something in that tummy of yours before we show you your new mode of transport.” Nanny laughed as Liberty Lass involuntarily gasped. “Oh yes…you told us quite a lot about the Liberty Bell. We now have been busy fitting it out so it can cope with the demands of your new situation.” Nanny laughed again and opened the door. “Now go and waddle down to the nursery where you belong.”
Liberty Lass’s head was spinning as she waddled back down to the nursery. She couldn’t remember speaking about herself. Had she told Nanny her secret identity? Was her entire crime fighting career compromised? And what about her friends and family? And finally why couldn’t she stop sucking on this pacifier?
Opening the door into the nursery the smell of cleaning products and an empty silence greeted her. Glancing through the windows Liberty Lass guessed by the sun’s position that all of the babies from the nursery must have been picked up and taken back to their expensive homes. With their parents none the wiser that their bundles of joy would soon be stealing precious bundles of their own for this demented care taker.
“Well it looks like Nanny is done with Liberty Loser.” Hot Gossip announced from behind Liberty Lass. “I like the new look. Although it would be better with a wet diaper.”
“Looking at the way she is standing, I don’t think that’ll be too long Gossip.” Fox Glove nodded as she patted Liberty Lass’s diaper.
Hot Gossip laughed and carefully pried the pacifier from Liberty Lass’s mouth. “I can’t wait to see her perform.”
“I will get out of this and I will stop you!” Liberty Lass said trying to inject confidence into her voice.
“Sure you will.” Hot Gossip smirked. “You can’t stop filling your pants. But you will stop a crime that has been nearly flawless so far.”
Liberty Lass swung around to face Hot Gossip who shrugged at the patriotic protector and placed her pacifier back in her mouth.
“Aren’t you even a little surprised at how much you aren’t fighting back?” Hot Gossip asked.
Liberty Lass blushed somewhat as she realised that she hadn’t even moved into a fighting stance. In fact she hadn’t even made a move at all to stop her captors.
“Didn’t think so. Nanny really is good at programming those diapers.” Fox Glove smiled as she leaned against a door frame looking completely relaxed. “You see Leaky Lass; you have been programmed for grunt work. And just like those babies who came back downstairs walking a bit more erect and carefully you are in that state.”
“Although we don’t want to see too much grunt works because we really don’t want to change another diaper today.” Hot Gossip smiled as she moved into the kitchen area.
“So…I’m programmed to be what?” Liberty Lass asked trying to escape the gaze of Fox Glove.
“I suspect a diaper dependant jewel thief. Nanny will have briefed you on the layouts of houses where we couldn’t use another baby to steal their jewels.” Fox Glove explained.
“Then its straight back to us unload your swag and your diaper and then off to the next victim.” Hot Gossip laughed appearing with a bottle for Liberty Lass. Pressing it into Liberty Lass’s hand Hot Gossip removed her pacifier and took a seat at the table grinning as Liberty Lass began to drink.
“Except for the last house.” Came the velvety soft voice from the doorway. “Which you will fail to escape without being detected. This will probably have something to do with the loaded diaper you will be wearing at that point.” Nanny glided into the nursery with grace and smiled at Fox Glove and Hot Gossip. “Good to see you two have been keeping the littlest crime fighter happy.”
“Oh you know us Nanny.” Hot Gossip smirked. “We know that full babies are happy babies.”
“Excellent. Although once she has finished that bottle it’ll be time to let her see her new Liberty Bell.”
“Of course Nanny. I can’t wait to see her little face.” Fox Glove smiled joining in with the teasing.
Liberty Lass stood with both hands gripping the bottle as the three vultures moved around her. It didn’t matter what she tried to do. Her body was programmed to drink the bottle at this speed and try as she might she couldn’t even speed up how quickly she was swallowing the water. The thought that it might be laced with something had occurred to her. But as Nanny, or one of her minions, could make her use her diaper at will she thought that it was less likely as if Liberty Lass had no choice and did use her diaper without their commands they would enjoy her humiliation all the more.
Eventually the bottle was finished and was replaced by the star spangled pacifier in Liberty Lass’s mouth as she was lead outside the main door of Nanny Blizzard’s expensive nursery. Looking at how the darkness was starting to descend Liberty Lass guessed that it must have been past 1800 hours and the youngest of Union City’s well to do families would be being placed down for a sleep around this time. This meant that if Liberty Lass didn’t figure out a way to escape her diapers programming she would soon be the newest accomplice to Nanny’s scheme.
Hot Gossip smiled as she pushed past Liberty Lass. The psychotic ex-journalist disappeared around the corner of the building and returned quickly wheeling around a green sheet wrapped up in a bright red bow with a giant label with the word “Baby” stencilled on it.
“I bet you can’t guess what is under here.” Hot Gossip laughed as she crinkled her nose at Liberty Lass. “But don’t strain yourself too hard thinking about it. You don’t want a public diapee change, yet.” She smirked before moving to stand beside Nanny and Fox Glove.
“Very good Gossip.” Nanny said with a slight eye roll before she turned to Liberty Lass. “Go on…unwrap it so you can see your new and improved Liberty Bell.”
Liberty Lass sighed even if she was at her full capacity she wouldn’t have been able to take them all on. Moving forward, she still wasn’t sure if it was her programming or morbid curiosity, she gently pulled the bow apart and took hold of the sheet that was covering her one last hope to escape.
“No…” She whispered staring at what they had done to it.
The Liberty Bell had been a sleek and powerful crime fighting machine. Low slung and painted in a patriotic blue with striking red highlights. The star shaped headlamp and the slick black tyres used to give it the appearance of speed even when it was stationary.
Now however the Liberty Bell was as much a joke as Liberty Lass herself had become.
The bike now had large training wheels beside its back tyre. The handle bars had been raised changing the riding position from a low slung racing position to that of a child on their first bike. There were now red, white and blue streamers hanging from the tips of the handle bars. The tyres were now thick, white, solid rubber wheels which would slow it down. The leather seat had been completely replaced by a crinkling white plastic cover giving it the look of a changing mat. And sitting on the seat as if waiting for Liberty Lass was a white safety belt which fastened with a blue star shaped buckle.
Although currently buckled into the seat was what appeared to be a diapered brown teddy bear. On closer inspection the teddy bear was actually an empty backpack Liberty Lass looked at it strangely for a few seconds before she felt Nanny step forward so she was only three steps behind her.
“That’s for you to put all of my new jewels into.” She laughed taking another step closer to Liberty Lass. “Why don’t you put it on and then give your new mode of transport a try?” Nanny let her lips twist into a cruel smile as Liberty Lass shrugged herself into the backpack. “Good.”
Kicking her leg over Liberty Lass sat upon the new crinkling seat of her motorcycle. She was a little surprised at how far into the saddle she did sink but it was obvious that it was to facilitate her having to sit upright on the bike instead of the forward lean she used to do. Looking between the handle bars Liberty Lass saw that the control panel for the countermeasures and offensive weaponry that used to be hidden in the Liberty Bell had been replaced by the setup from a baby’s activity tray.
“Why don’t you take it out for a spin?” Nanny asked stepping forward and buckling Liberty Lass against the bike. “You can try out all the new features.”
Liberty Lass stared from the buckle to Nanny. What was she programmed to do? Why wasn’t she trying to stop her? She had to find a way to stop this and quickly.
“Maybe I should!” Liberty Lass said as she gathered her senses. Gunning the engine however only resulted in more disappointment. The engine sounded like it had either been limited or downgraded and behind her a machine began to blow soap bubbles from above the exhaust. Instead of roaring away from her captors she rolled away from them.
Slowly her machine began to gather speed. The rubber tyres gripping the road and the fact that Liberty Lass could no longer lean to turn the corners meant that even if the engine hadn’t be depowered she would had to travel much slower anyway. She guessed it was just another card that Nanny had played just to make sure Liberty Lass’s transport would be seen which would help destroy her reputation. Grimacing Liberty Lass reached for the first button on the control console.
After disappointedly trying all of the buttons on the Liberty Bell Liberty Lass found herself heading back towards the front door. All of the counter measures on her cycle had been replaced with pointless light filters or bubble blowers and in one embarrassing case just a button that squeaked when it was pushed. It wouldn’t have been too embarrassing except Liberty Lass had pushed it three times in trying to see what response her cycle had been doing. Looking back to the road ahead she could see the three smiling faces of her captives. Wanting to turn away from them she found she couldn’t no matter how much she willed her body.
“Must be the programming.” Liberty Lass lisped. She sighed again as the programming kicked in and she pulled neatly to a stop in front of Nanny.
“Well? Aren’t you going to thank me for making your wheels more appropriate?” Nanny asked as she glided across the gravel towards Liberty Lass.
Liberty Lass stared at Nanny wanting nothing more to spit out the pacifier and tell her exactly what she thought. Except she couldn’t and instead she nodded at Nanny, suddenly unable to speak.
“Good Baby.” Nanny moving to the seat belt and unbuckling Liberty Lass. She then slid two fingers inside the left leg of Liberty Lass’s diaper. “Still dry. I’m almost impressed.” She gestured at the bike. “Have you had a look at all its features? The quick change is slightly different as well.” Nanny smiled as she took a step backwards.
Liberty Lass looked at Nanny with trepidation. Did she already know her secret identity? Would Erin Summers suddenly start wearing diapers? Leaning forward the Patriotic Protector clicked the button for the quick change button.
Hot Gossip and Fox Glove laughed loudly from behind Nanny as the bike initiated its new “quick change” feature. Six booster pads and three diapers each one a variation of being star spangled and red, white or blue popped out of the recess that had been built in to store Liberty Lass’s civilian clothing. Next a puff of baby powder emerged from a second recess; it used to house her shoes, signalling where the wipes, oil and powder were all kept. Sighing Liberty Lass knew she should have guessed why everyone was so keen for a quick change after they had demoted her to diapers.
“Well now that we have tested out all of your new equipment Liberty Lass it’s time for you to get to work, for us.” Nanny laughed buckling Liberty Lass back onto her bike. “It’s time to get to our first target.”