Crossing Worlds

All three Littles in fresh diapers; they left the changing area. “I believe there’s a show going on. Do you want to watch it?” Miss Kaylee asked Daddy.

“Sure, what do you think, girls? Want to watch a show?” Daddy asked, glancing down at Hannah and Emily.

“Sure!” Hannah said with a smile, still nestled in his arms. 

Emily also nodded, holding Daddy’s hand as they approached the lounge. The lounge was multi-storied, with rows of seats facing a central stage and even a bar serving drinks to the masses as people filed in. 

Miss Kayley stepped up to the bar, letting go of Thomas’s hand, “Would you like to find seats while I order us some drinks?” she asked.

Daddy nodded, motioning for Thomas to take Emily’s hand as they entered the stands, “Certainly, we’ll get good spots.”

They filtered through the seats, finding a small, round booth that faced the stage on the first floor of the lounge, Hannah, Emily, and Thomas scooting towards the center so Daddy and Miss Kaylee could sit on the outsides of the bench. Hannah was concerned she wouldn’t have a good view of the show, so she sat low on the bench. However, Daddy hit a button, and the seat beneath Hannah rose several inches, a sort of make-shift booster seat. 

Miss Kaylee soon returned, dishing out drinks, Hannah’s, of course, served in a baby bottle. This bottle was a pale amber color, another mocktail, tasting like an alcohol-free beer mixed with apple juice. Hannah wasn’t sure what to make of the drink, but it wasn’t bad either. As Miss Kaylee settled, the lights dimmed, and music played over speakers around the lounge. 

Screens around the stage illuminated to life, large and curved, stretching above and around the audience. The show's title glowed across both screens, either side of the stage, “Diaper Dreams: The Future is Soft!” 

Hannah rolled her eyes, but there wasn’t much she could do about the show's absurdity. Hannah relaxed in the booth, her feet dangling towards the floor, kicking playfully as she waited for the show to begin. The theater was like nothing she had seen back home, and she wondered how immersive it would be. Would it be anything like storytime in the daycare? 

The lights were dimmed completely, and cooing babies and playful music filled the air. Suddenly, a holographic image of a glowing pacifier appeared, slowly spinning in the center of the stage, the show's title shimmering across the screens as the opening music swelled. Emily’s hand found Hannah’s as the two girls watched the show begin. 

The show opened with Princess Paci and Captain Cuddles standing in the clouds. The holograms were so convincing that Hannah thought she could reach out and feel the clouds themselves. The duo wore soft, futuristic baby outfits with shimmering diapers and sleek pacifiers hanging from their necks like royal symbols. Behind them, the floating city of Nurseron appeared as a magical metropolis with towering strollers that zipped through the air and playpens that floated on clouds. What struck Hannah immediately was that both characters were Littles, not Amazons.

The story started with the two heroes receiving a distress call: General Crinkle had stolen all the diapers! The scene shifted seamlessly, and Hannah watched as Princess Paci and Captain Cuddles rushed into action. They slid down silver slides and jumped into turbo-powered strollers, zooming off toward the Diaper Lab. Hannah found herself giggling and shaking her head at the show's absurdity. To her, it felt like this was a silly cartoon come to life rather than a live-action play. 

In the Diaper Lab, robotic arms stretched and folded diapers at lightning speed, creating colorful, indestructible diapers that sparkled under the lab lights. Hannah could almost feel the soft fabric in her own hands. The heroes loaded their special gear; Captain Cuddles grabbed his Snuggly Shield while Princess Paci strapped on her Binky Blaster, surrounded by the buzzing sounds of futuristic gadgets.

Their gear acquired, the duo began the Great Diaper Chase. Strollers flew through the holographic streets of Nurseron, dodging between tall buildings and floating bridges. The sound of wind whooshing past made Hannah’s hair stand on end as the action unfolded. Princess Paci and Captain Cuddles zipped around corners, chasing after General Crinkle’s crinkly flying machine, which left a trail of rough, crunchy sounds in its wake. The neon lights flashed around them, creating a blur of vibrant colors that made Hannah’s heart race. 

As the heroes cornered General Crinkle, they arrived at the Diaper Dome, the grand final battle arena. The screens above flickered to life, showing close-ups of the heroes’ determined faces. General Crinkle stood in the middle of the arena, a menacing figure wrapped in a crinkly, uncomfortable material. He fired his Crinkle Cannon, and the loud and sharp sound made Hannah cringe, reverberating around the auditorium. The heroes retaliated, activating their futuristic baby gadgets. Lights flashed, the lounge illuminated around Hannah each time the duo used their Binky Blaster or Snuggly Shield. 

At one point, the audience was asked to help, clapping and waving to assist Princess Paci and Captain Cuddles in gathering more Binky Energy. Hannah couldn’t help but clap along. The show was absurd but so over the top that she was entertained rather than humiliated watching it. The more the crowd clapped, the brighter the energy became until the whole arena glowed with a soft, pink light. 

The showdown was thrilling; Princess Paci used her Binky Blaster to shoot a rainbow of pacifier-shaped projectiles at General Crinkle while Captain Cuddles threw his Snuggly Shield, bouncing it off walls like a soft, glowing frisbee, soaring over Hannah’s head as it careened around the arena. With one final burst of Binky Energy, they defeated General Crinkle, sending him flying out of the arena. He disappeared in a puff of crinkly smoke that washed over the crowd and up to Hannah’s feet.  

The city of Nurseron lit up again, the floating buildings shimmering with renewed magic. The audience cheered, and soft, colorful confetti rained down from above, falling in the shapes of binkies and diapers. Hannah caught one, giggling as the smooth piece of confetti landed in her hand. The show ended with a grand musical number, with all the Littles in Nurseron dancing and singing about the power of joy and softness. The lights came back on as the actors took a bow, earning a standing ovation from the audience. 

Hannah turned to Emily, who was grinning as much as she was, and mouthed, ‘What, the heck?’

Emily threw up her hands, laughing, “I have no clue.” she replied, “But it was fun.” 

“You kids liked the show?” Miss Kaylee asked with a smile.

“It was certainly something,” Hannah responded.

“It was amazing!” Thomas said with child-like enthusiasm, still clapping as the actors left the stage and the lounge lights came back on.

Miss Kaylee chuckled, ruffling Thomas’s hair, “It was, wasn’t it buddy? I think it’s about time we head back to the cabin for a nap, though.”

Daddy nodded, sliding off the bench, standing, and stretching, “I could use a little shut-eye myself; we were on a red eye to make the ship on time. Our cabin is right around the corner. If Thomas wants to nap there, you can do something while I have the kids.”

Miss Kaylee smiled, standing and helping Thomas down, the girls following suit, “That would be wonderful; that way, I know he’ll be fine and don’t need to drop him off at the daycare.”

Hannah wasn’t feeling particularly tired but realized she had no choice. Unless she could get Daddy to let her and Emily wander the ship alone. However, Hannah didn’t want to push her luck; she didn’t think Daddy was ready for the stress of having her without parental oversight. Besides, the idea of getting out of the main areas of the ship, someplace quiet and relaxed, sounded terrific.

The group made their way to the glass elevators, returning to the deck where their cabin was, and entered. “Ohh, you guys got a balcony? That’s so cool!” Thomas exclaimed, rushing to the glass door and pressing his face to it, looking out onto the ocean. 

Daddy chuckled, “That we do, bud. We do only have one crib, however.” he added, letting go of Hannah’s hand as he stepped inside, followed by Miss Kaylee. 

“I believe the loungers outback fully recline; you could take one, and the girls get the bed.” Miss Kaylee offered. 

“I don’t like the idea that they could fall, though,” Daddy said, tapping his chin.

“We could take the lounger.” Hannah smiled, “I’d like a warm sun, and it’s low to the ground too.”

Daddy glanced at Emily, who nodded in agreement. “Well, alright, them, it’s settled.” 

“There is also the pull-out bed from the couch, too, if needed.” Miss Kaylee offered, scooping Thomas up, pulling his shoes and clothes off, leaving him in just his diaper, and plopping him in the crib. 

Miss Kaylee smiled down at Thomas as she tucked him in, offering a pacifier he gladly took, his eyes drifting shut. Daddy sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh, kicking off his shoes, “That was a lot of walking, and it’s barely the afternoon.”

Miss Kaylee chuckled as the girls made their way out onto the balcony, “Just wait till our first port of call.” she said with a grin.

Hannah and Emily made their way out to the balcony, a simple button press lowering the back of the lounge chair into almost a makeshift bed, the soft cushions of the chair offering a comfortable mattress. Hannah stretched out on the chair, her arms folded behind her head with a content sigh. The sun gently warmed Hannah’s skin, the sounds of waves crashing against the ship's hull soothing, the wind of the ocean tussling her hair. They had sailed long enough that Hannah could no longer see land, just the endless expanse of the sea. 

Emily sat next to her, leaning back and pulling Hannah into an embrace, cuddling. “What do you think of Miss Kaylee?” she asked.

Hannah glanced back inside the room; Miss Kaylee had decided to join in on naptime, the two of them resting comfortably on the bed. “I’m not sure. She seems nice enough, nicer than Mommy ever was.”

Emily nodded, Hannah’s head resting against Emily’s chest, “She certainly seems that way; I’m still worried she has similar tendencies; however, some of her recommendations were rather drastic.”

Hannah grimaced, nodding, “True, that worried me too. That being said, she does seem to respect Daddy’s wishes for how he wants us treated, which speaks well of her character.”

“It does; Mommy never did that,” Emily replied.

“Besides, if nothing else, she’s helping Daddy feel better. I feel like an idiot; I never stopped to think about how this affected him; he’s in a lot of pain, Emily.” Hannah said softly.

Emily was quiet momentarily before sighing, “I know he is. I felt terrible for him, which was partially why I chose to come along instead of staying with the Resistance. It likely would have been a lot less risk for us. But I saw in his face when Venli made the offer; he went pale; I could see it in his eyes, Hannah. He threw away his whole life for us and the idea of just leaving him.” Emily trailed off, and Hannah could feel her tremble, on the verge of crying.

“I felt terrible for not recognizing it sooner.” Hannah admitted, “I want to make him happy, even if it means not having pants.” She giggled, trying to lighten the mood.

Emily chuckled, sniffling tears, “If Daddy likes this woman, I don’t think we should stand in his way. I think he needs someone right now who can help him understand and help him not feel alone. I know he loves us, but he loves us as his children; he feels the need to protect us, to keep us away from his genuine emotions and put on a solid face. Around her, he may be able to let his guard down and let out that pent-up emotion.”

Emily’s hand swirled across Hannah’s back, beginning a massage. Hannah moaned, shifting to give Emily better leverage, “Oh my gosh, that feels amazing.” she said softly, “I agree with you, though; I realized I want him happy. I don’t know if I could live with myself if I broke his heart even more.”

Emily nodded, deep in thought, her hands slowing for an unacceptable amount of time, making Hannah growl. Emily chuckled, resuming her massage in earnest, “I do, too.” she said.

The girl’s conversation lapsed into silence. Now that Hannah could see the ocean, she could feel the gentle swaying of the ship; it was subtle enough that she hadn’t noticed it before. The warm, salty breeze of the sea swirled Hannah’s hair, her eyes drifting closed in utter bliss, sunlight kissing her face with its warmth. Despite not being tired, Hannah drifted off to sleep in Emily’s arms. 

Both girls were far more tired than they had initially assumed. Hannah awoke sometime later, the sun moving across the sky, dipping towards the horizon. She yawned, stretching, Emily’s arm still around her. As Hannah stirred, Emily did so too, blinking tired eyes that met Hannah’s. The girls grinned, and before Hannah realized what was happening, Emily leaned in and kissed her. 

Hannah swooned, her heart fluttering; she had to lay her head back down as Emily chuckled, running her fingers through Hannah’s hair. The girls lay there momentarily, Hannah glancing back inside the room. The cabin was quiet; Hannah immediately noticed Miss Kaylee and Daddy cuddling, still asleep. Hannah squirmed, repositioning herself as she felt something odd. Hannah’s hand reached down and pressed in, confirming that she thought her diaper was wet. She had no memory of going potty; had she gone while she slept? “I… think I wet the bed,” Hannah admitted, blushing.

Emily’s hand joined hers, and Hannah felt a thrill of excitement as the girl's fingers touched her crotch, exploring her soggy diaper. “It’s a good thing you wore a diaper then, little baby.” she teased. 

Hannah felt her face flushing, giggling. When Emily teased her, it felt more genuine and playful rather than literal. “As if you are one to talk!” she shot back, “I bet you pooped in your sleep.”

Emily grinned, “No, no, I woke to do that; I’m a big girl pretending to be a baby.” she teased, only furthering Hannah’s embarrassment.

Hannah rolled her eyes, laying her head back on Emily’s chest, “I don’t know what I’m going to do with you.” she muttered. 

“Hopefully, not pee on me; I got to make sure Daddy gets you changed before you leak.” Emily continued, her words jesting, but she grinned ear to ear. 

Hannah playfully swatted her, “Stop it, you’re ridiculous.”

Emily giggled just as the sliding door opened and Miss Kaylee stepped out; neither girl had seen her getting up. Miss Kaylee was stripped to her underwear, matching pink panties, and bra; she didn’t seem embarrassed to be seen like this. Amazons had an odd sense of decency or the lack thereof.

“Aww, you two are adorable.” Miss Kaylee whispered, shutting the door behind her, “They are still sleeping; I wanted to come to say hello.” she said as she sat on the other lounge chair.

Neither Hannah nor Emily moved from their position, still enjoying each other's embrace, “Do you like him? Daddy?” Hannah asked.

Miss Kaylee nodded, “He’s a good man, hurting, but he loves you both dearly.” she replied, “I see a lot of myself in him, back when I lost my husband.” 

“What happened to him?” Emily asked curiously.

“An accident at work took his life.” Miss Kaylee said with a sigh, leaning back in the lounger, propping her head up on an elbow. “I grieved for far too long, and I adopted Thomas to give me something to focus my attention on. With the life insurance payout, we lived comfortably for a while before I needed to pick up any kind of work again; I’ve been too numb to try finding another partner. I highly doubt your Daddy, and I will date or anything, but I recognize his pain and want to help if I can. Hopefully, by the end of the cruise, he’ll be a bit stronger and happier.” 

Hannah narrowed her eyes, “And how do you plan on helping him?”

Miss Kaylee shrugged, “In whatever ways he needs or wants. Having a pair of helping hands with two adorable babies will help his stress. A cruise is a lot, especially as a parent, to keep track of your children and care for them in a giant boat full of strangers and lots of activities.” she shook her head, “Sorry, I know you don’t understand.”

Hannah wanted to roll her eyes, “Do you think we are just helpless, Littles? Before coming here, we had no real lives, so could you scoop and pamper us while taking away our adulthoods? I babysat for years to make enough money for college; I have probably changed more diapers than you have.” Hannah retorted.

Emily squeezed Hannah, pulling her in close, her hand rubbing Hannah’s back. “Sorry, we just lost our Mommy too; it’s a lot to take in; it’s weird not to have her around,” Emily said, trying to defuse the tension.

Hannah realized she had snapped at Miss Kaylee, who, up to this point, hadn’t truly done anything cruel towards the girls. Hannah winced as she made the realization, deflating. Miss Kaylee smiled, chuckling, “It’s alright. I’ve done a bit of research on Earth. Were you two genuinely adults there before coming here?”

Emily nodded, letting Hannah relax and recoup, “We were; we had places of our own, bills to pay, we went to college, we had families to care for, we drove ourselves, we did everything to keep ourselves alive.”

“That sounds awful.” Miss Kaylee said it seemed odd to Hannah that the woman was saying this; wasn’t that precisely what she had to do daily? “What made you two want to come here?”

It was Emily’s turn to blush, breaking eye contact, “We, Uhm, enjoy certain aspects of childhood.” she admitted. 

Hannah said, “We like diapers.” she said outright, “They are kinky and hot and fun to wear!”

Emily’s face blushed even more, much to Hannah’s delight at tormenting the poor girl. Miss Kaylee laughed, “From what I’ve heard, the diapers we have here are far better than what you have on Earth. Is that one reason why you both respond so well to positive reinforcement?” she asked.

Hannah looked at her quizzically, “Positive reinforcement? Like being told we are good girls?”

Miss Kaylee nodded, “Of course that, but I mean, also being allowed to make cummies. Being praised for being babies, for acting as you should” she said as if it were a perfectly natural thing to talk about with strangers.

It was Hannah’s turn to blush, Emily speaking up this time with a grin, “Oh, Hannah here loves doing that in her diapers.” she said, making Hannah swat Emily, trying to get her to shut up, “If you want her to do anything, just do that!”

“Emily!” Hannah squealed, but Miss Kaylee was laughing, Hannah’s face burning red in shame.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Miss Kaylee replied, standing. “Your Daddy mentioned you two responded well to it; if you are both well-behaved, maybe you can earn that as a reward. I think it’s about time we get you both cleaned up and ready for dinner,” she said, leaning over and scooping Hannah into her arms. 

Hannah immediately felt the woman's fingers pulling her shorts down, feeling her diaper, and turning towards the cabin. Hannah’s face was scarlet red in shame as she was carried into the stateroom, Miss Kaylee heading for the bathroom to change her. Hannah wasn’t sure how their conversation had been directed in the way it had, and maybe she deserved it for poking fun at Emily. Hannah glanced back to Emily, who trailed behind them. They met eyes, and Emily grinned, winking. Hannah gave her a dirty look, and Emily giggled, enjoying Hannah’s discomfort as Miss Kaylee laid her on the changing table. Hannah wasn’t sure what the evening would hold for them, but she knew it likely would have her blushing again. 

End of Chapter 40