Crossing Worlds

Daddy sat there, weeping, cradling his two girls to his chest, clutching to them, praying for their wellbeing. “What have I done,” he whispered, heartbroken.

Hannah had the presence of mind to process what he was saying, to realize it was Daddy holding her and not a daycare worker, her vision and mind clear enough for her to mumble, “Daddy?” 

Daddy gasped, wiping tears away, “Hannah! Sweetheart, are you okay?” he asked, letting her sit back from him.

Hannah’s face scrunched as she was thinking, not even aware of the fact she was pooping herself; the formula had done a number on her system. She glanced around at the small room. There was only a changing table, and Daddy sat in a large recliner. “Where are we?” she asked, her voice weak. 

“We are still in the school, I… I had to sit down for a moment.” Daddy said, trying to put on a brave face. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know… I didn’t know.” 

Hannah smiled softly; she still wasn’t moving much; she felt weak, and along with the effects of the onesie, she wasn’t going anywhere quickly. “The onesie?” she asked.

Daddy cursed softly under his breath, resting Emily in his lap as he unzipped Hannah and pulled her free of the restrictive outfit. Out of the onesie, Hannah breathed deeply, feeling much better; she still felt slow and weak but far better. “Thank you.” 

Daddy nodded, sniffling before pulling Emily out of hers. Hannah didn’t mind being dressed in diapers; she was glad to be out of that garment. “I, uh, sorry, I don’t have your diaper bag; you’ll have to wait till we get home.”

“It’s okay,” Emily said softly.

Daddy hugged both girls tightly, “You aren’t going back there again; the school wants…” he sighed, shaking his head, “We will find another way.”

Hannah frowned, “What do you mean?” she asked, her thoughts still felt sluggish, but she seemed sobering. 

“Your contract, you need to be here for a full week, but I can’t let them do this to you.” Daddy said, shaking his head, “I saw what they were feeding you; if I let them have you in three days, you wouldn’t have the mind to return home. That’s not what I want for you, and I know it’s not what you want either.”

Hannah felt cold, goosebumps forming on her arms. “But, how will we get home?” she asked.

Daddy gritted his teeth, “I don’t know.” he admitted, looking ashamed. “We will figure something out. Come on, let’s get you both home,” he said, leaving the cursed onesies on the changing table. 

Daddy stepped out into the hall, carrying the two girls back towards the school entrance when a man was in front of them. “Welby Ashford, right?” he asked.

Daddy stopped, eyeing the man. It was an Amazon man dressed in simple brown slacks and button-up blue polo, his hair neatly combed and polished shoes. “Yes?” Daddy asked hesitantly, holding both girls a bit more tight.

The man smiled, stepping closer, “My name is Adam; we need to talk.”

Daddy’s hands tightened around the girls, stepping back, “Who exactly are you?”

Adam grimaced, glancing around the school hall, the exit just behind him. “I can’t say.” he said, but his motions made it clear that he couldn’t know why because of their location, “Let’s just say we both have a vested interest in the well-being of Emily and Hannah; the gardens are just outside, would you like to join me?” He glanced at Hannah, “I believe you’ve met my colleague, Venli.”

Daddy narrowed his eyes, clearly not trusting this man. But the name sparked Hannah’s memories, and she squirmed in his arms. Was this man with the resistance? Daddy glanced down at Hannah, and she nodded, “Let’s do it.” she said softly.

Daddy seemed hesitant but trusted her, and the group left the school, took a right, and entered the gardens. Hannah felt shame at how she was dressed, humiliated even, but she was still numb from her experience in daycare today; she was just happy to be out of there and feeling normal again. She would rather be naked than be stuck in that stupid onesie again.

The vast gardens stretched across multiple winding paths that weaved through carefully manicured flower beds, towering trees, and lush green lawns. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers, the scent of roses, lavender, and jasmine mixing in a calming blend. The pathways were smooth stone, wide enough for strollers or leisurely walks, with occasional benches tucked beneath shady trees. Daddy strolled, allowing Hannah and Emily time to take in the vibrant colors around them and, more importantly, keeping a healthy distance from Adam, just in case.

Rows of brightly colored tulips lined one part of the path, their petals shimmering in the late afternoon sun, while clusters of sunflowers tower overhead, their large yellow heads swaying gently in the breeze. Every so often, a butterfly fluttered past, catching Hannah’s attention.

In the garden's center was a large, ornate fountain, water cascading over multiple tiers into a calm, sparkling pool below. Nearby, a small pond reflected the clear blue sky, surrounded by weeping willows whose long branches dip toward the water. Lily pads floated lazily on the surface, and if Hannah looked closely, she could see small fish darting just beneath. There were small stone bridges that arched gracefully over narrow streams. The garden had various statues and sculptures of animals, rabbits, birds, and deer. The garden also had a secluded play area for Littles, with soft, grassy patches and gently rolling hills. 

The garden was peacefully quiet; no one else was roaming the pathways at this hour, Adam taking the lead. “How much do you know about the Resistance?” he asked, “We didn’t want to have to ask for your help, but the school is leaving us little choice,” he added with a sigh.

“The Resistance? I haven’t heard of it.” Daddy responded, holding both girls close.

“You saw how they treated them today, I assume, by those red eyes? We knew you were sympathetic towards them, so we are approaching you.” Adam continued.

“Those bastards.” Daddy said, teeth bared, “How can they do that to such an innocent Little? Honestly, they did great at daycare! They didn’t need to go that far.”

Adam nodded, “We agree; as you know, many Amazon organizations will take their control over Little’s a bit… far. We aim to help protect Little’s against such treatment; we want to help them, as we are now helping Emily and Hannah.”

“What do you mean, how are you helping them? Who are you?” Daddy asked slowly again.

Adam sighed, turning towards them. He lifted his wrist, which had a watch of sorts, pressing a button, and suddenly, the image of Adam began to fuzz and fade before disappearing altogether. Adam stood before them, but Hannah realized with a start that he hadn’t been an Amazon; he was a Little! 

Daddy gasped, as Hannah and Emily did as Adam spoke. “I’m Adam, I’m with the Little’s Resistance. I’m sorry to have used an illusion to fool you, but I couldn’t get to you without tripping alarms. We had to pull some strings, but your girls are enrolled again in regular daycare.” He glanced at Hannah, “Your contact, Lizzy, is gone; I’m sorry if you were close.”

Hannah grinned, laughing, earning her a strange look from Adam, “Close? She was a bitch!” 

Daddy squeezed her thigh, “Hannah, sweetheart, I know it was a rough day, but no cursing.”

Hannah blushed, suddenly embarrassed, “Sorry.” she apologized before continuing, “No, Lizzy and I were not close; she humiliated me, bullied me, threatened me.”

“Honey, why didn’t you say anything?” Daddy asked, pausing Hannah’s monolog.

Hannah was surprised by the question; she didn’t respond well, and the thought had never crossed her mind. “I… don’t know; I suppose I didn’t think you or Mommy would care; I’m used to sticking up for myself.”

Daddy shook his head, “You don’t need to, baby girl, tell Daddy these things; I want to help.”

Adam cleared his throat, “Regardless, we believe she was sent to the Little’s Correctional Facility.” he said, a haunted expression on his face. 

Daddy looked back to Adam, having relaxed now that the threat seemed gone, “Why reveal yourself?” 

Adam sighed, “Getting communications through the network without being caught is… challenging. We utilize several different devices to disguise us when we need to travel; it’s often far simpler to meet in person than try to message someone, especially an Amazon. We’ve been watching you and the girls for some time and knew you were sympathetic to the cause, even if you weren’t aware we existed. I was deployed the instant we heard they were sent to reprogramming class, but I was on standby, and when operations saw you starting to break down after picking them up, I was sent in before anything drastic was done. I’m sorry to have manipulated you, but they are more important than you know.”

Daddy tightened his grip around the girls again, “What do you mean they are important? How can they be? They are only babies.” he stated firmly.

Adam seemed to be considering what he wanted to say next, glancing between the girls and then to Daddy again, “I don’t know all the details; it’s on a need-to-know basis, but their contract is vital. The school is watching them closely; something big is happening based on how well or poorly they do. They must finish this week. I brought them something.” he said, fishing in his pocket, pulling out two small vials, and holding them out. 

Daddy didn’t take them, staring at them, holding Emily and Hannah protectively, “What are they?” he asked.

“Serums help block the mind from hypnotic messages. The girls will still be subject to such content in school, which helps add it to a bottle.” Adam said, offering the vials.

“How can I possibly trust you? How can I trust these are what you say they are?” Daddy asked suspiciously. 

Adam shrugged, “You can’t, I suppose, but I will do this.” he pulled the stopper on each vial, taking a small swig of both, holding it so Daddy could see he had indeed drank some of the clear liquid inside.  

Daddy waited for something to happen; all three of them watched Adam curiously, waiting. When nothing did, Daddy gingerly took the vials, pocketing them.

“They don’t need to take them if they don’t want to.” Adam said, “But it does help; we’ve been testing it for a while now. It’s a nanite mixture that blocks the pathways the hypnotic messages abuse. I must be leaving; I’m sorry, we will be in touch.” Adam turned to leave.

“Wait, how can I trust you to keep your word? I am NOT letting those monsters hurt my girls.” Daddy said.

Adam smiled softly, turning back to them, backing away, “I know you will not; you’re a good man, Welby, a good man.” with that, Adam disappeared more profoundly into the garden, leaving them alone. 

Daddy held the girls close, the sounds of the garden enveloping them again. He glanced at the vials before safely tucking them away and returning to the school pickup area. “I don’t trust him,” Daddy said softly.

“Do you think he intends more harm than the school?” Emily asked, making Daddy stiffen. 

“I… don’t know, I don’t think so, but I’ve been blindsided too many times for my liking. I’m pulling you both from the program.” Daddy replied more firmly, walking back out of the garden.

Hannah squirmed in his arms, feeling the mess of her diaper shifting, making her flinch and squirm even more, “But, if we don’t go, we can’t go back home.” she said softly.

Daddy was silent for some time, sighing, “I know, is that what you both want? Do you both want to leave?” he asked quietly. 

Hannah had always intended to go home; this was just a vacation, and the thought of staying in this world terrified her. Yet, the way this man spoke and seemed to care for her and the idea of her leaving genuinely saddened him. Hannah felt a sudden stab of guilt; she had come here for fun, to enjoy herself, a short in-and-out trip that would leave her refreshed and ready to take on life's challenges. She had never intended to develop any actual connections to anyone on this side, let alone for someone to develop a love for her. Looking up into his eyes, though, Hannah saw it. She had only been here a short while, and yet, this man had grown to love her and Emily; he seemed to see them as his children genuinely; he was looking out for them in ways humans never did. Hannah felt an immense sense of guilt wash over her; she realized that if she did leave, she would severely hurt this man, and it made her want to cry. 

Before Hannah could speak, Emily spoke for both of them, “I think so.” she said softly.

Hannah caught a glimpse of pain in his face, his grip tightening around them, “I don’t think we can stay.” Hannah responded quietly, “ I have a family back home; I got a job, school, bills, friends; I can’t just leave that all behind; I simply can’t.” she said, tears dripping down her cheek.

Daddy’s expression softened, and he clutched both girls, “You wouldn’t have to worry about those things here, ever again; you’d make new friends.” he let out a long sigh, “But I could never replace your family, the guilt of keeping you for my satisfaction and love would destroy me. We will get you back home.” Hannah caught his glassy eyes as he fought back the tears, strapping them into their car seats as they arrived at the pickup area.

The ride back was quiet for some time before Daddy spoke, “How do you girls feel about that serum I was given? I can’t protect you at school; heck, I can barely protect you from Mommy.” he said with a sigh, “I will not make that decision for you, I don’t know if it’s safe, I don’t know what it’ll truly do to you.”

Hannah and Emily shared a look, “From a logical standpoint, we have a choice of either being subjected to such messaging with side effects or being subjected to such messaging with the possibility of side effects.” Hannah replied.

“I don’t think it’s much of a choice.” Emily agreed.

“But what if it isn’t what he said, and it does the opposite?” Daddy asked.

“If we keep watching the shows anyway, would we arrive at the same point eventually?” Emily asked.

Daddy sighed, “I suppose you are right.” His brow furrowed, “Hannah, what did Adam mean that you spoke with that woman? What’s her name? Was she someone at school?”

Hannah bit her lip; she wanted to tell him everything. She trusted Daddy far more than anyone else she had met, but could she spill the secret? That she had been called the previous day on a toy phone? What if he betrayed her? She glanced at Emily for support, who nodded. “Her name was Venli; she called us last night to discuss the test we took.”

Daddy stiffened, “What do you mean she called you? What did she have to say about the test?”

“She said we needed to do worse because our step-down program indicated we were supposed to be newborns.” Hannah said, taking a breath before continuing, “She called us on our play phone there in the nursery.” she admitted.

Both girls seemed to be holding their breath, letting Daddy think this over. “Mommy doesn’t know about that, neither did I.” he admitted, rubbing his eyes, “It was a form of placement test to know the level of care you needed to achieve the goals of your programs.” 

The girls shared a look, “We had to retake it today; Venli said they pulled some strings and forced a redo, saying the test we took yesterday was flagged as our entry exams before we came here. But, I think it was rigged against us; they had us in the onesies, so we couldn’t even grip the crayons to write.” Hannah responded.

Daddy seemed troubled, “That’s odd, why would they do that? Something feels off about it.” 

Daddy didn’t offer any other remarks as the car rose and pulled into the garage. He collected both girls and carried them inside. Mommy greeted them with a broad smile, hugging the three of them and pulling both girls from Daddy’s reluctant arms, “There are my baby girls! How are you two doing? Did you have a good day at school? Where did your clothes go?” her torrent of questions went on and on, not that she seemed to expect a response.

Daddy chuckled, “They spilled on their outfits as we were leaving, left them there to get washed.”

“Not like babies truly care about modesty anyways.” Mommy chuckled, her hands feeling both girl’s bums, “And it feels like you two were very good girls! Did you see the report? Both had nearly ten messy diapers today! That’s incredible! They are doing so well.”

“That they are.” Daddy said with a chuckle, “I’ll get dinner going. They both need a change, and the school gave me a little something that’ll help with their training.” he added, winking to Hannah as she looked at him. 

“That’s wonderful! I’ll get my little pumpkins changed.” Mommy said, carrying both girls to the nursery. 

Mommy entered the room, glancing down the hall and closing the door behind her, “I think my babies deserve a reward first, though; you did so well in school today! Mommy wants to show you how proud she is of you both.”

Hannah glanced at Emily, who seemed just as skeptical as she felt; somehow, Hannah knew that Mommy’s reward would not be as exciting as Daddy’s. What did the woman have in mind? “A reward?” Hannah asked hesitantly.

Mommy turned her gaze to Hannah, an intensity in her eyes Hannah had never seen, “Yes, a reward, baby girl. I think it’s time.” 

Mommy strolled over to the recliner and sat down, her fingers undoing the strings for her top, letting it fall around her shoulders. Hannah’s eyes went wide, flashbacks of daycare flooding her mind as Mommy’s breasts came into view. “We were just fed before leaving,” Emily added weakly.

“Oh, but this is a treat.” Mommy said, an evil grin crossing her lips as she pulled both girls close, her milk-laden tits now pressing into both girl’s lips, “Just a little bit, relax, enjoy.”

Hannah fought back, squirming and trying to get away. She didn’t have Daddy or even Miss Lilly to protect her this time. She felt the fleshy orb of Mommy’s breast pressing into her face; she could smell the milk now, and her mouth watered despite herself. The smell was nearly intoxicating, her own body lusting for it even as she fought back. Mommy was persistent, however, and a few drops found their way into Hannah’s mouth, and the fight ended.

As soon as the drop hit her tongue, Hannah’s mouth lusted for more, and she found her mouth opening, accepting the tit and nursing, moaning in bliss as the sweet, warm milk filled her mouth, her eyes glazing over in utter happiness.

Mommy stroked Hannah’s hair, “There we go.” she said in a sultry tone, “There are my perfect baby girls.”

End of Chapter 28