Crossing Worlds

Thankfully, Miss Kaylee didn’t decide to force Hannah to poop herself this time, humming softly as she went about changing her. Miss Kaylee knew her way around a diaper change, and it took only a few moments for her to get Hannah clean and dry again. However, instead of pulling her shorts back on, Miss Kaylee sat Hannah up and pulled her shirt and socks off. She must have seen the questioning look in Hannah’s eyes, for Miss Kaylee explained, “We’ll be going to dinner soon, and it’s fancy night!” she reported with a smile.

Hannah nodded. She knew she should be modest and cover her bare breasts, but there wasn’t anything for her to even cover. As Hannah had transitioned to this world, her body had encountered many changes, and that had been one of them, her once perky boobs now flat. Hannah’s back was thankful, even if she hadn’t had much of a chest before; bras' added weight and strain left her aching. Combined with her slightly smaller size, Hannah had fewer pains and cramps than back home.

Emily soon joined Hannah, standing beside her in just a diaper. Hannah couldn’t help but grin. Had she been back home, the sight would have turned her on. Heck, even here, a nearly naked girl in what she considered lingerie was attractive. Emily must have noticed her wandering eyes, for she blushed, returning Hannah’s grin. 

“There will be time for that later, you two.” Miss Kaylee said with a chuckle as she guided both girls from the bathroom, “We got to get you dressed for dinner!”

Back in the main cabin, Daddy had woken up and sat in bed, back against the headrest. The blankets covered Daddy’s lower half, but Hannah caught her first glimpse of his upper torso without a shirt. Daddy was no bodybuilder, but he was undoubtedly in shape. Daddy smiled at her as Hannah looked him up and down, and she blushed. “Did you have a good nap, sweethearts?” he asked.

“We did, thank you,” Hannah replied, embarrassed to be dressed as she was before an Amazon man. 

It was one thing to be nearly nude in front of another woman, but being dressed in only a diaper before someone who looked so manly, had Hannah blushing. The contrast between her babyish state and his adult attributes drew a sharp line between them, leaving Hannah feeling even more like a baby. Hannah wasn't sure, but she thought that they may have been of similar age Daddy and her, but it was clear who the child was in their relationship.

Miss Kaylee rummaged through the wardrobe, and Hannah saw numerous outfits she hadn’t seen in her luggage. She wondered where they had come from. Hannah shifted, her fresh diaper crinkling between her legs as Miss Kaylee stepped up and carefully slipped a delicate ball gown over Hannah’s head. The gown was designed to look like something a princess would wear but to fit a Little, such as Hannah. The bodice was pale lavender, soft and smooth, embroidered with tiny, shimmering stars that sparkled as the fabric shifted. The gown's skirt was made of layers of silky tulle, cascading down in gentle waves that puffed out dramatically. Beneath the layers, a smooth lining kept the fabric soft and comfortable against Hannah’s skin.

The gown had adorable details that added a touch of charm to the outfit; a row of tiny pastel bows lined the back, securing the dress snugly over Hannah’s diaper, and soft, puffy sleeves framed her shoulders. As Miss Kaylee fastened the last bow, Hannah looked down, marveling at how the gown swayed when she moved, the tuff puffing up slightly with each shift.

Next, it was Emily’s turn. Miss Kaylee picked out a gown that matched Hannah’s but was a soft pastel pink. Emily’s dress had an even more intricate lace design around the bodice, with little pearl-like beads sewn into the fabric, catching the light as Miss Kaylee helped her into it. Her skirt was a bit fuller, with several layers of satin and tulle that fanned out in a graceful arc around her. Like Hannah’s, the dress was designed to fit comfortably around her diaper, and the puffy sleeves gave her an adorably regal look. 

As Miss Kaylee finished dressing them both, she fastened matching tiaras atop their heads, each encrusted with tiny sparkling gems, completing their transformation into little princesses. The last touch was white slip-ons for both girls, encrusted with gemstones along the side that sparkled with each step. 

Hannah gazed in wonder at her gown before looking at Emily, who was equally enamored with her outfit. The girls grinned at one another as Miss Kaylee brought out a brush and began working the girl’s hair into twin braids, completing the look. 

Daddy climbed out of bed, dressed in only a pair of tight-fitting boxers that made Hannah blush, “Wow, my two beautiful princesses! Thank you.” he offered the last comment to Miss Kaylee, who beamed happily.

“It was my pleasure; I always wanted daughters I could dress up like this.” Miss Kaylee replied.

Hannah and Emily dressed; they were ushered to the side or out onto the balcony again while the the rest of their group got dressed. By now, Thomas was stirring, and Miss Kaylee attended to him next, changing them and dressing him. 

The girls took the opportunity to step out into the fresh air once more. “Dress up night, huh?” Hannah asked, running her hands across the fabric of her gown. “I feel like a princess.” 

“You look it too!” Emily giggled, “I always wanted a gown like this; I never expected to be able to wear one here.” she said, twirling, the petticoats flaring.

“And the best part, I can still tell you are thickly diapered!” Hannah grinned, giggling.

Emily rolled her eyes, “Like you are one to talk, baby.” she teased, sticking out her tongue. “But, seriously, these are incredible!” 

“They are.” Hannah replied with a grin, “I never got to be an actual princess; I suppose this is as close as I’ll get.”

Hannah glanced back inside. Thomas was already dressed, and Miss Kaylee and Daddy were nearly ready. Thomas was fitted in a charming miniature version of a formal suit tailored to fit him perfectly. The jacket was a soft, velvety navy blue, with satin lapels that shimmered slightly in the light. Underneath, he wore a crisp white shirt with tiny silver buttons tucked neatly into his waistband. 

Instead of traditional pants, his outfit included short, bloomer-like trousers that stopped just above his knees, allowing his diaper to be covered but still hinted at underneath the puffed fabric. The trousers were held up by a pair of buttoned suspenders that matched the color of his jacket, adding a cute, babyish touch to the otherwise formal look. Around his neck was a small bowtie, the same rich blue of his coat, giving him a dapper appearance. On his feet were tiny black patent leather shoes that gleamed under the lights, and his outfit was completed with soft, knee-high white socks. Miss Kaylee was combing his hair, a smile on her face. 

Miss Kaylee was dressed in an elegant lavender ball gown that echoed the soft pastel colors of Hannah’s dress. Her gown flowed beautifully with a fitted bodice embroidered with delicate silver threading that shimmered as she moved. The skirt cascaded in layers of silky fabric, each catching the light in soft, graceful waves. Her gown was a deeper shade of lavender than Hannah’s, giving it a more mature feel while matching silver details tied their looks together perfectly. Her hair was styled elegantly, and she wore a sparkling silver necklace that matched her tiara, a more refined version of the girls' clothes. 

On the other hand, Daddy wore a navy-blue tailored suit that mirrored Thomas’s but with a more sophisticated, adult air. His jacket was sharply cut, with a sleek satin finish along the laps, and underneath, he wore a crisp white dress shirt, its fabric smooth and pristine. A matching navy blue tie adorned with subtle silver detailing that caught the light completed his look. His dress pants were perfectly fitted, falling smoothly to polished black shoes. His ensemble was formal, but the navy blue and understated silver access tied his look to the girls and Thomas’s, creating a seamless family appearance. 

“Where the heck did she even get these outfits?” Hannah asked out loud.

Emily shrugged, “As if I know we were out for a few hours; maybe she snuck off.” 

“Maybe, or maybe she had them delivered. Either way, it’s a pretty incredible look.” Hannah said as Miss Kaylee noticed them looking and motioned for them to reenter the room. 

“I think we are ready!” Miss Kaylee said, turning her smile to Daddy.

“Thank you for your help; seriously, this is incredible. I didn’t even realize it was formal night,” Daddy said, a silly grin on his face.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s my pleasure.” Miss Kaylee said, beaming with pride, offering her hands to Emily and Hannah.

Hannah took the other hand, Emily the other, as they were led from the stateroom towards the formal dining area. As they walked, the speakers crackled to life, “Attention, diapered adventures, this is your cruise director, Marty, speaking. I hope you’re all at your best and ready for a night of fancy fun! It’s formal night, so don’t forget to twirl those dresses and adjust those bowties because we’ve got an exciting evening ahead!”

Marty’s voice brimmed with energy as he continued, “Tonight’s activities will be as dazzling as your outfits. We’ll have our formal Little’s gala in the Grand Ballroom, where you can show off your fancy duds while enjoying a night filled with music, dancing, and some extra special surprises! And don’t forget, we’ve got designated photography spots around the ship to capture those precious memories. So, gather your families, strike a pose, and let the ship’s photographers do the rest!”

Marty paused for effect, then added, “After dinner, be sure to stick around for our ‘Royal Parade,’ where everyone dressed in their best will get to strut their stuff for a chance to win tonight’s ‘Cutest Little Royalty’ award. We’ll also have a special performance in the theater at eight o'clock, all themed around the most adorable royals and their very best behavior!” His voice dropped slightly, playful but serious,” And remember, no fussing, no mussing, just sweet smiles and good manners for Mommy and Daddy tonight!” 

Marty signed off with a final cheerful note, “So, fluff those diapers, polish those shoes, and we’ll see you all out there for a night of Little elegancy like no other!” 

Hannah rolled her eyes, Marty’s message containing more than one jab at Littles such as herself. Hannah supposed she shouldn’t be too chuffed; Marty wasn’t being deliberately rude, but still, it rubbed her the wrong way. The party continued through the ship's decks, walking along the massive structure to the aft, where the main dining room was several decks below. A glass elevator whisked them down and deposited them in front of the restaurant with a soft ding, the sounds of crowds spewing into their elevator as the doors opened. 

They passed through the doors leading into the main dining room, and Hannah’s breath caught as she took in the space. The dining room spanned several decks up, its high ceilings adorned with enormous crystal chandeliers that cast a soft, warm glow across the space. The chandeliers glittered, reflecting light like a thousand tiny stars, creating a magical atmosphere that made the evening feel even more special.

At the far end of the dining room, floor-to-ceiling windows stretched across the entire width of the ship, offering a breathtaking view of the ship’s wake as it cut through the water. The deep blue sea stretched out behind them, the golden hues of the sunset fading into the horizon, while the ship’s gentle movement caused the lights inside to twinkle as if dancing along with the music. 

The center of the room had been cleared to reveal a spacious dance floor, where couples and families in formal attire twirled to the soft, regal music played by a live band stationed near the windows. Their instruments echoed softly, filling the room with the graceful sounds of violins and cellos. The music complemented the grandeur of the space, inviting everyone to relax and enjoy the elegant atmosphere. 

Servers moved smoothly among the tables, attending to guests dressed in their finest. The passengers, from Littles dressed like Hannah and Emily to adults in elegant evening wear, blended a baby-themed formal night. The air buzzed with excitement and conversation, everyone enjoying the luxurious setting and the promise of a magical evening ahead.

A smartly dressed waiter approached them with a warm smile and a slight bow, “Welcome to the Grand Dining room. This way, please,” he said, gesturing toward their table. 

He led them gracefully through the bustling room, past the rows of white line-covered tables topped with fine china, sparkling silverware, and centerpieces of fresh flowers. Their table was perfectly positioned, with a clear view of the dance floor and the grand windows at the back, offering a picturesque view of the wake behind the ship. The waiter pulled out chairs for each of them; there were no high chairs tonight, just simple booster seats, ensuring each child was seated comfortably before departing. 

Hannah was thankful not to be seated in a high chair; with the layers of gown encircling her, it would have been a battle to wrestle them into one. The table was set for them, glistening water goblets set before Miss Kaylee and Daddy, clear, crystal-studded baby bottles set before each Little. The table also had small dishes before each patron for appetizers or bread, which lay in a white basket with intricately carved butter discs. 

Hannah’s wristband buzzed softly; she glanced at it. A holographic menu was displayed before her, and a warm welcome message was written in an elegant font at the top. The menu was even more extravagant than what they had been offered at lunch, a full three-course meal. Hannah glanced through the menu, wide-eyed at the vast selection. She settled on a Pumpkin Souffle, Butternut Squash Ravioli, and a Vanilla Custard with Fruit Puree for Hannah's dinner. 

Hannah’s tumble rumbled as the waitress brought them drinks; Hannah had ordered a honeyed peach tea, served in a bottle, a caffeine-free herbal tea with subtle peach flavor and a touch of honey. Miss Kaylee served the table bread as they waited for their food. 

Hannah felt her bladder growing full again; it had been some time since she last went, and Daddy and Miss Kaylee were determined to ensure she drank plenty. Hannah relaxed, letting her bladder soak into her fresh diaper. That was yet another benefit to wearing diapers, especially as a girl. The bulky dress would have been a nightmare to wrestle out of the way to use the bathroom; there was a reason many brides chose to wear diapers on their wedding day; Hannah didn’t blame them. The idea of battling out of her current costume, lacking formal leggings or undergarments, sounded awful. 

“Do either of you know how to dance?” Miss Kaylee asked Emily and Hannah, taking a bite of the savory, salty, buttery bread.

Emily nodded, “I danced at prom and homecoming, but that’s about it.”

“You went to a prom and homecoming dance? That’s adorable! Your Mommy must have had a lot of fun twirling with you across the dance floor.” Miss Kaylee said, turning to Hannah, “What about you?”

Emily opened her mouth to correct the woman but decided against it, quieting herself. “It was on Earth, and both those dances aren’t until your teenage years, so I imagine Emily wasn’t with her mother then,” Hannah said with a small smile, sticking up for Emily, who gave her a grateful look. “As for me, my parents had me take a bit of ballet when I was younger, but that’s it.” 

“Well, thankfully, dancing in a ball gown is easy.” Miss Kaylee continued, “Or, the number of moves you can do in such a gown is so limited that it’s easy. The toughest part is not to trip in high heels, but you two will not have that problem tonight!” 

“I don’t know how to dance, Mommy,” Thomas pouted.

Miss Kaylee chuckled, “It’s okay, buddy, you’ll dance with Mommy and Mr. Welby.”

Thomas nodded, accepting this as an answer, as a photographer showed up at their table. “Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. Would you like a photo to remember the night?” she asked.

“Absolutely!” Miss Kaylee said with a smile, setting down what was left of her slice of bread and sitting up.

“Perfect! Alright, Mommy, Daddy, lean in nice and tight with the kiddos…” she said, the camera snapping a moment later with a bright flash, “Perfect! Beautiful, I’ll have it sent over.” 

Neither Daddy nor Miss Kaylee bothered to correct the woman. Although Hannah supposed that technically, Miss Kaylee was a Mommy and Daddy was, well, a Daddy. But the presumption that they were together was wrong. That could raise more questions that neither wanted to answer.

Their waiter soon arrived with trays bristling with food. As before, all three courses were served at the same time. The Pumpkin Souffle was a smooth, fluffy pumpkin puree, lightly sweetened and served in a small ramekin with a swirl of whipped cream. The ravioli were soft and tender, filled with a creamy butternut squash puree, and served in a butter sauce with a hint of sage. Looking at her food, Hannah’s mouth watered, but she also realized that while her plates held more complex flavors than she had received earlier, she received all very soft food, as if feeding someone without teeth. It was likely a coincidence; there was no way Amazons removed Little’s teeth, right?

There was a wide range of dishes around the table, everything from a bean puree served to Thomas to pecking duck and steamed buns served to Miss Kaylee. Everything tasted as wonderful as it smelled, even if it was designed for an infant. Hannah eagerly gorged herself on the delectable meal, the conversation shifting again.

“Are you excited for our port of call tomorrow, Daddy?” Miss Kaylee asked with a giggle, poking fun at the photographer's mistake.

Daddy smiled, chuckling, “To be honest with you, I haven’t researched the ports; this was a sort of last-minute travel deal we snagged at a ridiculous price.”

Daddy declined to mention that the ridiculous price had been for free, although Hannah knew why he didn’t say that. 

“Are you excited? Have you done a lot of research on our destinations?” Daddy asked.

“Oh gosh, probably far too much.” Miss Kaylee chuckled, “But if you haven’t looked into them yet, I will not spoil them for you. How are you enjoying your first cruise?”

“It’s a lot to take in.” Daddy responded, taking a bite of steak, “The ship is far more grand than I thought it would be. I thought we’d be cooped up in our cabin the entire trip, bored out of our minds, but there’s so much going on. The food has been incredible, and there are many options, and it feels like I’ve only seen half the ship.”

“Probably not even half.” Miss Kaylee mused, “There are seven more decks below where passengers are allowed, and a substantial amount of the ship is used by crew only. I love it because I don’t have to cook, I don’t have to clean, and all our meals and drinks are included!” she said, lifting her cocktail to Daddy and taking a sip.

Daddy chuckled, “That is a great benefit; I wasn’t aware of that before coming on board. How many cruises have you been on?”

“Only a few.” Miss Kaylee responded, idly forking a piece of roast broccoli and popping it into her mouth, “This is the first one I’ve been in that sails across the ocean.”

“How does it compare? So far, I mean.” Daddy asked.

“Not too bad. It’s a bit smaller than the ones I’ve been on, and there are far more passengers than crew, but it’s also why you got such a great price. Most of the courses I’ve been on have nearly the same number of crew as they do passengers; you get your private butler who cares for your every need. They have a much more intricate Littles system that allows you to relax and have fun; I get to lounge around in a hot tub with a live stream of Thomas being fed and changed.” Miss Kaylee replied with a smirk.

Hannah cocked her head to the side, thinking about such a ship. Miss Kaylee described it as a daycare for Littles that cared for them while their Amazons were off relaxing. It almost felt like a kennel for Littles; you’d drop them off when you went on vacation, getting some pictures to let you know your dog was still doing okay while you were off on a trip. Hannah hoped she was overthinking it but couldn’t dismiss the idea either. 

Miss Kaylee’s explanation of these other cruises sounded more dehumanizing to Hannah. Daddy could watch her through a screen and dictate what was done to her, all without lifting a finger. Hannah wondered precisely how such a place was run; it sounded awful, and she hoped Daddy would never have to use such a service. Knowing him, Hannah doubted he would, but there was always the possibility. As lovely as Miss Kaylee had been thus far, that coy smile set Hannah on edge. Beneath the facade of a kind, loving Mommy, this woman was no different than any other Amazon she met, ready to pounce on Hannah if she made even one wrong step.

End of Chapter 41