Crossing Worlds

The diaper may have been a good idea for Hannah. As she nursed, she felt her tummy grumble, feeling the slightest bit of pressure before her body pushed, relieving herself. Her cheeks burned with shame, but Miss Kaylee didn’t chastise her, shifting her arm and patting her rapidly expanding rear lovingly. Hannah was mortified, but Miss Kaylee did her best to comfort her as she finished nursing and burped the girl. “It’s okay; that was another reason I put you in a diaper; breast milk has that kind of effect.” Miss Kaylee told Hannah.

Hannah nodded sheepishly, “Can I at least be changed soon?”

Miss Kaylee gave her a look, “You know you aren’t supposed to ask.”

Hannah blushed, looking away. 

“But, we are trying to potty train you two for the big test.” Miss Kaylee sighed, “That said, until we can get you on at least formula, you’ll have difficulty holding it; let’s make sure you got nothing else in there before we change you.

Hannah nodded, letting Miss Kaylee wipe her face clean. She sat in her lap as the woman ate, and the rest of the table was still enjoying their meal. Thomas had joined them, sitting in what was Ash’s highchair, getting fruit juice all over his hands and face. “What’s on the agenda for the day?” Emily asked as she ate.

“Well, I wanted to go to the park one last time with you two.” Daddy smiled, “We can all go as a family. We’ll have lunch there, and the transit office happens to be close by; we’ll pop in and see the transfer schedule.”

Now that their return was so close, Hannah found herself nervous. She was still worried about passing the test; she was scared of not passing. At the same time, Hannah was equally as anxious about actually passing the next. If she passed, it meant leaving Daddy behind and returning to her normal, boring, everyday life. A part of her hated that fact; a part of her wanted to stay. Her mind flashed back to the day before, remembering her kidnapping, goosebumps forming along her arms. As much as Hannah loved aspects of this world, she wanted to get back home, too; she needed some time to rest and recoup. 

They finished their meal in relative silence, Thomas filling the air with conversation about what he liked about their park back home, Miss Kaylee offering agreements here or there to keep him enthralled. It was apparent no one was genuinely paying attention to him, but Thomas didn’t seem to mind. Breakfast is done. Miss Kaylee stands, holding Hannah and ushering Emily and Ash to follow, and Daddy helps them down from their high chair and booster, respectively. 

The other girls toddled along behind her as they entered the nursery. Miss Kaylee laid Hannah on the changing table, opened her diaper, and began to clean her up, “Alright, you two, while I get Hannah changed, you go potty.”

“Yes, Miss Kaylee,” Ash said, stepping up to the pink princess potty, pulling her pants, and pulling up down to relieve herself. 

Miss Kaylee finished cleaning Hannah, pulling a pullup into place, helping Hannah stand, and getting the leakguards into place, “We will try a pullup, sweetie, but if it doesn’t work out, we’ll go back to diapers, okay?” 

Hannah nodded sheepishly as Emily took Ash’s place on the potty. Hannah hadn’t even been offered the opportunity to go potty herself, although she knew she wouldn’t have been able to go. Miss Kaylee set about dressing all three girls, starting with Hannah. 

Hannah was dressed in a yellow sundress and white sandals. Ash was dressed in denim overalls and a shirt, while Emily was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. Hannah was allowed down, walking to the living room with the other girls. Hannah’s pullup felt so thin to her! It was far thicker than any ABDL diaper she had worn back home, yet after the diapers of the Amazon world, it felt incredibly thin. She giggled, stretching her legs. Emily grinned and joined her. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” she asked.

Hannah nodded sheepishly, Emily stepping up and whispering in her ear, “Although, I do really like seeing you waddle.” she giggled. 

Hannah blushed, rolling her eyes, as Daddy carried a changed and dressed Thomas into the room. Thomas was dressed in only a shirt and diaper, and his and Hannah’s diapers were mainly on display. Hannah hatted that fact, and she wanted something to cover herself, but Miss Kaylee had pointed out that while Hannah was being potty trained, they needed to remain vigilant of her diaper constantly. Hannah blushed, more so at the fact that other ‘adults’ were required to keep an eye on her to know when she was supposed to go potty.  

Daddy slung a pack over his shoulder, weighted down with lunch for the group, as well as spare diapers, changing supplies, and clothes should they be needed. “Ready everyone? Let’s go get in the car, girls!” he said, holding Thomas and heading towards the front door. 

Hannah, Emily, and Ash all waddled ahead of them, getting to the car as the doors opened for them. The girls were giggly and excited; the car seat in the middle had been replaced with a booster seat for Ash, who had already nearly outgrown a Littles car seat. She eagerly climbed up and into it, helping Hannah and Emily climb into the massive vehicle. Despite Ash’s renewed size, her fingers were still too weak to do the buckles for Hannah and Emily; Miss Kaylee took them from her and clicked them into place.

Hannah blushed as Miss Kaylee pulled the straps tight, her fingers feeling Hannah’s pullup and giving her a look, “Do you need to go potty, sweetheart?” 

Hannah shook her head, earning her a curious look as Miss Kaylee left her alone. Hannah immediately felt her pullup, which was already slightly damp. She groaned, “Seriously? Already?”

Emily placed a hand on her thigh, “Hey, it’s okay, just focus on it through the day; it’ll come back!” she said with a smile. 

Hannah nodded sheepishly as Thomas was fitted into his rear-facing car seat in the back before Miss Kaylee and Daddy took their places at the front of the car, pulling them out into the main road and driving off. As Daddy drove them down the quiet streets, the girls peered out the windows at the sights of the small, scenic town. The roads winded gently through neighborhoods lined with cozy homes, each with flower-filled gardens and trees shading the paths like a natural canopy. Soon, they turned onto a road that ran alongside a shimmering stream, glistening as it flowed toward the center of town. The water sparkled in the morning sunlight, casting playful ripples on the trees lining its banks. 

After a few minutes, they pulled up to the park entrance. Even from the car, Hannah could see the lush expanse stretching out for acres. The park was ringed by a low, artfully crafted stone wall covered in flowering vines, making it feel welcoming and open. Large wrought-iron gates, painted in soft pastel shades, stood as the park’s main entrance, and a charming wooden sign arching overhead read “Whisperwood Park.” A few other families were arriving, Littles skipping along with laughter as parents led them through the entrance. Daddy parked the car near the entrance, under the shade of a sprawling oak tree. As the girls were helped down from their car seats, the scent of fresh grass, blooming flowers, and distant food carts filled Hannah’s nose. 

A stroller was unfolded for Thomas, Ash walking by herself as Emily and Hannah held hands, the group heading towards the entrance. As they stepped through the pastel-colored gates, the park immediately enveloped them. To the left, a large, open green field stretched across the landscape, dotted with families lounging on picnic blankets and Littles chasing each other. To the right, an intricate playground came into view, its climbing structure and swings crafted from natural wood and woven rope. There were tree houses nestled in low branches, mini slides shaped like hollow logs, and rope bridges swaying just above the ground.

As they wandered further, the path led them under arching trees, filtering sunlit freckles on the winding path. Up ahead, Hannah could see a small, picturesque lake where Littles were feeding ducks by the water’s edge. A gentle breeze rippled across the surface, and the sound of birds singing reverberated across the lake. Around the lake, benches and gazebos provided cozy spots for families to relax. The scent of freshly made popcorn and lemonade drifted from a small, colorful kiosk nearby. Flowerbeds busted with bright, cheerful blooms lined the pathways, adding pops of color to the park. 

Daddy led them to the edge of the lake, finding a nice spot of grass and unfolding a picnic blanket, sitting down. “Daddy, I need to go potty,” Emily said, blushing as he finished unpacking.

“Okay, sweetheart, focus on that need and then go,” Daddy ordered.

Emily blushed further, “But I thought I was going to get to use the toilet.”

“You would, except there aren’t any set up to accommodate Littles; I think Ash will be okay. You and Hannah will need to use your diapers, and then we can change you.” Daddy instructed her.

Emily’s cheeks flared with embarrassment, but Hannah could tell she was doing precisely that. Daddy glanced at Hannah, who had remained silent, his hands feeling her pullup. “Only a little wet,” he reported, making Hannah blush. Had she gone even more since leaving? “If you need to go, let one of us know, okay?” he asked.

“Yes, Daddy,” Hannah said, embarrassed. 

Why were they required to ask for permission to go if they were going to be forced to use their diapers anyway? Hannah felt her pullup, finding it a bit more damp, but not by much. She hoped that her control would return through the day; her voice was nearly back to normal. 

“Can we go on the playground?” Thomas squealed, having just seen it from his stroller. 

Miss Kaylee chuckled, glancing at the girls, “Would you three like to come along?” she asked.

Hannah and Emily shared a look, nodding. Apparently, even though Emily had just gone potty, she wasn’t permitted a diaper change yet. Hannah knew from touch that these pull-ups could hold far more than a few small wettings.

Ash decided to stay with Daddy, inclined to relax on the grass instead of playing as Thomas waddled ahead of them toward the playground. It would likely be Hannah’s last time being able to play on such a structure completely carefree. Once they returned home, Hannah would always have to be hyper-aware of those around her if she wanted to play on a playground. The last thing she wanted to do was attract the wrong kind of attention by using a slide. 

The girls grinned with excitement as they began exploring the play structure. It was far more expansive than anything Hannah had seen back home. The structure was comprised of multiple treehouses, all strung together with sky bridges that hung low over the ground. Several houses were higher up, offering slides to the lower ones, which, themselves, had slid back to the ground. There was even a series of shallow-grade climbing walls, perfect for an uncoordinated Little, providing little to no risk. 

Emily and Hannah eagerly climbed up into the first house, discovering toys and other activities built into the walls of each home: a puzzle here, a play cooking set in another, spinning numbered blocks in yet another. Each house held something to discover and play with. Littles squealed with excitement as they ran across bridges and careened down the slides, which were made of a soft, slippery plastic material but molded to look like logs. 

Hannah found herself thankful for the pull-up; its slimmer profile allowed her to roam carefree without having to deal with the bulk of a Little diaper. As Hannah was playing, she noted her bladder crying out a few times before it relaxed. It was a good sign; it meant Hannah was regaining feelings, and she only hoped it would be enough test time. 

As Hannah slid down one more slide, she felt her diaper squish noticeably, feeling a dribble running down her leg, her latest accident tipping the scales for her meager pullup. Hannah blushed madly, standing stock still and looking down at herself. Miss Kaylee was quick to react, swooping in and scooping Hannah up under her arms, “I got you, sweetie!” she reported with a smile. 

Hannah blushed furiously as Miss Kaylee pulled her dress out of the way, laying her on a soft foam pad she had pulled from the diaper bag she was carrying. “I’m sorry.” she mumbled, “I tried, I tried to hold it.”

Miss Kaylee shushed her, “It’s okay, you are doing great. We are going to save the pullups for the big girls, though.” she said, ripping the sides of Hannah’s pullup and wiping her clean.

Hannah was ashamed of being changed right there in the middle of the park, but she wasn’t in a position to argue. Miss Kaylee wasted no time, cleaning Hannah and fitting her back into a proper diaper, the bulk between Hannah’s legs comforting her. She sighed in relief as the last tab was pulled into place. She would never admit it, but Hannah preferred these to the pull-ups; she didn’t want to have to worry about leaks. 

Miss Kaylee set Hannah down on her feet, her legs bowed by the bulk of her diaper, as Emily came toddling up. “Miss Kaylee?” she asked, “I got to go potty.”

Miss Kaylee smiled, “Go potty, hun, then I’ll get you changed.”

Emily blushed, her eyes growing distant as she relieved herself. “All done!” she reported with a grin. 

Miss Kaylee scooped Emily up, pulled her shorts off, and quickly cleaned Emily. Emily’s cheeks burned red being naked there in the middle of the park, especially when Miss Kaylee stood Emily up and helped pull a fresh pull-up into place. “I don’t know what was worse, having my diaper changed in the park or this,” Emily muttered.

Miss Kaylee chuckled, ruffling Emily’s hair, “You don’t need to worry your silly head about stuff like that; you are still a baby while you are here. I think it’s time we get some food, Thomas!” she called towards the playground.

Thomas stopped, looking at her, “Yes, Mommy?” 

“It’s time to get lunch!” Miss Kaylee reported.

Thomas pouted, “But I want to play!”

“We will come back to the playground after, buddy.” Miss Kaylee said.

Thomas deflated but nodded, waddling over to join them. Miss Kaylee scooped him up and blew a raspberry on his exposed tummy, making him squeal with laughter. “I got your tummy!” she said playfully, blowing another raspberry.

“No! No! No!” Thomas squealed with excitement, “Not my tummy!” 

Miss Kaylee continued to torment him as they returned to Daddy and Ash, still lounging by the lakeside. Thomas was out of breath as Miss Kaylee relented, his face flush from his laughter. Miss Kaylee laid Thomas on his back, beginning to change his diaper as Daddy got food from his bag. He offered Emily and Hannah bottles of juice to start. Hannah took hers, taking a hesitant drink and finding that while it still tasted off, it was tolerable. 

Daddy had been watching her face and must have seen the relieved look. He smiled, “It tastes okay?” he asked.

Hannah nodded, “Mostly, I can at least tolerate it.”

“Good! It’ll only get better.” Daddy chuckled, offering peanut butter and jelly sandwiches as well as some other finger food. 

The taste of Hannah’s food was still off, and she found herself wincing each time she ate, but she didn’t care; she was eating solid, actual food once again, and she loved it! Miss Kaylee had finished changing Thomas and was feeding him a bottle. She took a seat next to Daddy, “Ohh! You are eating solid food again!” she said with a wide smile, and she noticed Hannah eating.

Hannah nodded happily, “I am!”

Miss Kaylee grinned, taking a bite from a sandwich Daddy offered, holding it for her as he took the following bite. Their sandwich was laden with lettuce, tomatoes, mayo, and turkey, from what Hannah could see, a far cry from their meager lunches. If Hannah had to rely on childish food for a while, she would make do; she just wanted to be free of breastmilk. “Are you girls ready?” Daddy asked them.

Hannah felt her stomach lurch, “Ready?” she asked.

Daddy nodded, “To go home, we’ll head to the office after lunch.”

Hannah felt the wind leave her sail. While she knew she had to go home, and a piece of her wanted to, actually doing so made her sad; she didn’t want to leave Daddy. Her bites slowed substantially, not wanting the moment to end. 

“So soon?” Emily asked.

Daddy nodded again, “We visited the office while you two were playing; there’s a transfer this afternoon.”

For some reason, Hannah felt tears welling up in her eyes, dribbling down her cheeks. Daddy was quick to respond, reaching over and pulling her into an embrace, “Hey, it’s okay, sweetheart, Daddy is here.”

Hannah sniffled, “But not for long.” she pouted.

“I will always be here for you; even if I’m not there for you physically, I’ll be here.” Daddy said, tapping his finger atop Hannah’s chest, right above her heart, “I’ll always be here for you, and in a few months, or a year or so, you can come visit!” he said.

“A few years?!” Hannah squealed; she didn’t want to wait that long! She hadn’t even left yet, but the idea that she would need to wait so long terrified her.

“You waited this long to visit the first time.” Daddy said with a grin, “This time will be far shorter. I have some stuff for you to review once you get home. There are a few souvenirs from our time together, but also some of the best attractions to visit on our planet. You and your sister’s goal is to put a plan together of all the things you want to do places you want to try, and when you come back, we’ll do it, together.” 

Hannah sniffled, drying her tears, nodding. “Okay, I suppose.”

Daddy gave her a big hug, “There’s my good girl, come on, you have a test to pass.” he said.

While Daddy smiled at her, Hannah could see the agony behind his eyes. Daddy was a strong man; he put up a good front for his girls. But Hannah was no simple baby; she saw the man beyond the facade. Daddy wanted to say goodbye to Hannah as much as she wanted to say goodbye to him. Hannah could tell that behind that smile, Daddy wanted to cry as well, and their embrace lasted far longer than usual. 

End of Chapter 52