Crossing Worlds

 Hannah’s joy was interrupted by the sound of chimes, the swings slowly coming to a stop. Hannah whined, pulling on the chains supporting the spring, pouting as a daycare worker pulled her from the seat. She chuckled, patting Hannah’s head, “Don’t worry, you will get more time on the swings! It’s storytime, doesn’t that sound fun?” 

Hannah hung her head, nodding softly as Emily joined her. The two followed the crowd into the building once again. They were ushered towards the story circle once again, taking seats on the beanbag chairs as students filed in. Once everyone was seated, Miss Lilly retook her place at the head of the class, clapping to get everyone’s attention. “Alright, class, it’s story circle time! Now, I need two brave volunteers,” she said, scanning the room as hands went up. 

Miss Lilly’s eyes landed on Hannah, and she smiled, “Why don’t you two girls come on up? I promise it’ll be fun!” she said. 

The two girls exchanged looks, clearly apprehensive, but at the gentle probing of several workers, they climbed to their feet to join Miss Lilly at the front to the applause of the class. Hannah and Emily took their places in front of the class. Hannah suddenly grew nervous, standing there in just a onesie and a thick diaper. But, the lights dimmed, and Miss Lilly began the story before she could object.

“Once upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away, there were two princesses, Princess Hannah and Princess Emily. They lived in a grand castle with towering spires that touched the clouds. Though they were sisters, they were very different. Princess Hannah loved adventure, always exploring the forests and meadows, while Princess Emily adored creating beautiful things, spending her days painting and crafting.” Miss Lilly began.

As she did so before Hannah rose, a massive castle with towering spires and clouds twirling around its peaks. A cursory glance down at herself, she found she was dressed in a soft, flowing dress of pale lavender, Emily in a shimmering gown of light pink. Hannah couldn’t feel the dress, but it seemed to move with her and interact with her hands and body. She noted that both of their dresses ended well short of covering their diapers, the light portraying a different diaper than she had on; it looked like it was one of cloth, with blooming pink plastic pants. 

As Miss Lilly explained their different personalities, Hannah found herself surrounded by towering trees and sprawling meadows, an intense urge to skip, sending her skipping through the meadows, a grin on her face. She could have stopped it, but the desire was strong, nearly too strong to resist. Emily, meanwhile, was painting on a large easel, a work of art before her, using her fingers to paint.

“One sunny morning,” Miss Lilly continued, “the two princesses set out on a journey to find the magical starflower that only bloomed in the deepest part of the enchanted forest. Princess Hannah, brave and bold, led the way, her heart full of excitement. She climbed over rocks and splashed through brooks, with her sister Emily following close behind, careful and thoughtful.”

Hannah found herself climbing rocks and boulders, hopping streams, and playfully splashing in puddles, her face glowing with excitement. Emily, meanwhile, followed her with delicately placed steps, holding a small collection of flowers she had picked. The students watching giggled, enraptured by the sisters’ movements and vivid descriptions as they explored the enchanted forest. Hannah found it easy to go along with the flow, allowing her body to act of its own accord; it was fun in a way that made it seem as if she were an actor in a high-production movie!

“But soon, the path became dark and twisty,” Miss Lilly continued, lowering her voice for dramatic effect.” Princess Emily felt nervous and unsure.”

“What if we get lost?” Emily asked.

Hannah found herself taking Emily’s hand and responding, “Don’t worry, we’ll find our way together!” 

“As they ventured deeper into the forest, the trees began to glow with shimmering lights, and suddenly, they came upon a sparkling, magical lake. At the edge of the lake, surrounded by moonlight, was the beautiful starflower! Its petals sparkled like diamonds.” Miss Lilly continued, a sense of whimsy in her voice as the girls found the sparkling flower.

Hannah and Emily, wide-eyed, took in the flower, gazing in wonder as they stepped up to it. It felt as if Hannah were indeed there, the classroom seeming to fade out behind her as Miss Lilly continued her narration. 

“But just as they reached for the flower, a mischievous wind swirled around them, trying to blow it away!” Miss Lily adds, the flower suddenly trying to float away from Hannah’s reaching fingers. “Princess Hannah jumped into action, protecting the flower while Princess Emily used her creativity to make a shelter with branches and leaves.” 

Hannah stood guard, trying to fend off the invisible windows that seemed to curl around her; she could actually feel them! Emily shuffled around her, gathering leaves and branches and making a small protective shelter around Hannah and the flower. 

“And together, they saved the starflower,” Miss Lilly concluded, her voice lifting with warmth. “When they returned to the castle, they placed it in the royal garden, where it sparkled for all to see. The princesses had learned that by working together, using both bravery and creativity, they could accomplish anything.”

The two girls stood before the students and bowed as the lights came back on. Hannah stumbled as she stood back up, suddenly back in complete control of her body once again. “Wasn’t that fun?” Miss Lilly asked with a grin as the two girls made their way back to their seats, a bit dizzy at the experience. 

“Alright, class, we got time for one more song, and then it’s lunchtime!” Miss Lilly said, clapping a hand as the music started from unseen speakers. 

Much like before, the lyrics were simple and included clapping and simple, repeated movements.

“If you're wearing a fresh diaper, give a wiggle and a push! 

If you're wearing a fresh diaper, give a wiggle and a push! 

Mommy and Daddy say,

We’re good girls and boys every day, 

If you're wearing a fresh diaper, give a wiggle and a push! 

If you’re being a good girl, clap your hands!

If you’re being a good boy, clap your hands!

Mommy and Daddy smile,

Because we’re sweet, and our diapers are full,

If you’re being a good Little, clap your hands! 

If you love your Mommy, stomp your feet!

If you love your Daddy, stomp your feet!

Mommy and Daddy care,

They’re always everywhere,

If you love your parents, stomp your feet! 

If your diaper is full, cheer for joy!

If your diaper is full, cheer for joy!

Mommy and Daddy are so proud, 

Empty head and full diapers make a good Little,

If your diaper is full, cheer for joy!”

Hannah felt herself growing queasy as the song went on. She found herself wanting to sing along, and more importantly, she wanted to do the things the song told her. Hannah had to physically hold herself back from pushing when the song told her to do so. She did, however, lose control and soak herself towards the end, cheering for joy. 

Hannah quickly bit her lip, but the shame was already there, her diaper warm and swollen, her tummy groaning as she forced the cramp back. She could tell from the way students shifted around her that not everyone had been so lucky. 

“Alright, everyone, lunchtime!” Miss Lilly reported as the chimes sounded. 

Hannah stood, Emily gingerly getting to her feet as well, her face flushed and embarrassed. Hannah could tell from the way she waddled she had pooped herself. They waddled after the other students, expecting the workers to stop and change them, but they didn't. 

The girls found their way back to the same table they had occupied during snack time, Emily gingerly kneeling on her chair as they were served. A worker walking by chuckled and scooped Emily up, planting her squarely on her bum. Emily blushed madly, her eye twitching as the worker moved on. 

Before, each girl was a silicone plate with sections divided up for different foods. The main course was chunks of bread with some kind of green paste on top. There were also cubes of steamed sweet potatoes, halved tomatoes, and sliced bananas. Lastly, there were bottles for each girl containing a frothy white liquid that was thick and tasted of bananas. 

Knowing she wouldn't have much of a choice anyway, Hannah ate quietly, noticing Lizzy didn't join them. “Where do you think she ran off to?” She asked Emily, motioning to the empty seat. 

Emily shrugged, glancing around the room before grinning and pointing. Hannah followed her finger and began giggling. Lizzy was in some kind of form-fitting white jacket that pinned her arms to her, cradled in the arms of a worker who was feeding her a massive bottle. “Apparently, she was up to something,” Emily said. 

“Serves her right after the way she and her friends treated me.” Hannah giggled, feeling a cramp. 

She grimaced, her fingers pausing halfway to her mouth. Hannah fought back and heard someone she hadn't seen in a while. 

‘What are you doing, silly baby!’ Naomi thought in the back of Hannah's head, ‘Good girls, don't hold it; now push!’

Hannah groaned as she heard the voice, immediately losing control and feeling her body push. Instantly, she felt the warm mush pushing into the seat of her diaper, the chair below her causing it to squish and squeeze between her cheeks, oozing its way over her rear. She blushed madly as she lost all control, her body pushing, her face contorting in concentration as she went. 

‘There we go, much better! We got to get you more used to being in a poopy diaper, rock back and forth, mush your diaper like the silly baby you are.’ Naomi commanded. 

Hannah whimpered as she found herself rocking, her hand between her legs, mushing her diaper about. A worker came back, putting her hands on her hips, “What are you doing, silly girl? Are we playing in our poopies?” She asked. 

Hannah blushed madly, realizing she had absolutely no defense, unable to stop her stupid hands. 

“Someone must really like Naomi and Oliver!” The worker commented, shaking her head and moving on, “Enjoy yourself, baby, you'll be changed soon.”

Hannah groaned as she felt Naomi retreat mercifully, leaving her alone and allowing her to settle back into her seat. “That STUPID cartoon,” Hannah mumbled softly. 

Emily grimaced, nodding, “I know the feeling; I haven't had that one before.” 

Hannah finished her food just as the chimes sounded, singling the end of lunchtime. She stood, along with Emily, all too happy to get off her rear. She stopped by a worker, checking diapers, “Miss?” Hannah asked, “What’s going on now?”

The woman leaned down, feeling Hannah’s overly soggy and squishy diaper, and scooped her into her arms, “Well, Little one, we are going to get you into a fresh diaper and then off to nap time!”

Hannah nodded shyly as she was carried over to the changing area, laid down, and the worker began cleaning her up. Despite the mess that must have been caking Hannah, the worker made quick work of cleaning her, stripping her of her onesie before fitting Hannah into a new diaper. This diaper was blue, with moons and stars on it, and felt far, far thicker than the ones she had been wearing. The worker finished changing her, lifting her for a moment before laying her down on a pink blanket. 

Hannah watched curiously as the worker pinned Hannah’s arms and wrapped the blanket over and around her, cocooning her, some kind of fastener holding the swaddle together. As a last touch, the worker pushed a pacifier into Hannah’s mouth, locking it in place. It swelled around her teeth, preventing her from pulling it out. She squirmed, trying to say something to the worker who just patted her head, carrying her to a crib and laying Hannah down. “Sleep well, baby girl.” The worker said, starting the mobile overhead. 

Unable to move or do anything but stare at the mobile spinning above, Hannah felt herself growing more sleepy. She felt disgruntled and upset at the treatment, but there was something in this pacifier. As Hannah helplessly nursed it, she felt herself growing more and more sleepy. In a matter of minutes, she felt sleep take hold, her mind drifting off just as she felt her bladder giving way, soaking her fresh diaper. 

End of Chapter 20