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The Most Precious (Diaper Dimension)
🕑 Added 2020-09-10 16:54:34 +0000 UTCReginald Ecelston checked his clipboard to remind himself of the occupant’s name, then knocked on the front door.
It didn’t take long for a woman to answer. She was all smiles.
“Reginald!”
“Mariah Sanders?”
“I’ve been expecting you.”
She showed him in, and offered him a seat in the lounge.
“So,” he asked, taking out a pen and hovering it over his form, “How have you been adjusting to this dimension?”
She grinned.
“It’s like a dream.”
“Mmhm. That’s good to hear. And have you had any incidents in the past year?”
“No. None.”
“Good. And you’ve not revealed the existence of portals to other worlds to anybody?”
“Of course not Reggie. I know the deal.”
“Good good. And-”
There was a noise from upstairs, just the slightest bump, and they both glanced up.
“Is somebody else living with you?”
She paused, then smiled.
“Well… One moment.”
She strode up the stairs, then returned a moment later holding a much smaller figure in her arms. He wore only a thick diaper, with a large pacifier keeping him silenced.
Reggie squinted, and ruled out the possibility that she’d been pregnant since arriving. This was the other sort, a much smaller person who was unable to handle being an adult.
Mariah sat down, and placed the blushing ‘boy’ on her knee. There was a loud crinkle. Mariah looked down at him with the most loving smile.
“You’ve adopted?” Reginald asked. He supposed it wasn’t surprising, Mariah was a Big after all, and could.
Of course, not everybody who came through the portals came through as a Big, and many of Reginald’s inspection cases were on the other end of such relationships, now living with their new ‘parents.’
She beamed.
“He’s my little angel. The love of my life.”
She bounced her knee a few times as if to prove it. The thick diaper lifted its helpless, near-nude occupant up and down. He made a muffled sound from behind his pacifier.
Mariah leaned forward and planted a kiss on his cheek, obviously delighted.
“Well,” Reginald coughed, “It’s customary to report things to various family service agencies, so that they can clear out residency leases and the like. And there’s no mention of an adoption on your forms.”
“Mm,” Mariah said, resuming her bouncing. “It’s all fine.”
Reginald frowned. A missing person’s report would have at least concluded that the ‘boy’ was suitably adopted, and that would have still been linked to Mariah’s file.
He watched her give him another kiss, and then stand and dispense him into a playpen. She put him on all fours - the diaper seemed too thick to stand in - and gave him a pat on his diapered bottom which seemed to be a command to play. The room filled with noisy crinkles as the ‘boy’ crawled for an Etch A Sketch.
Mariah returned, all smiles.
“It doesn’t say you’ve travelled,” Reginald said, looking over his forms.
Mariah led him away from the playpen.
“I had him brought in.”
Suddenly Reginald’s eyes widened. “He’s not from this world, isn’t he?”
Mariah beamed.
“I have friends at the portal network. We sorted it out ourselves.”
He frowned, wondering if that was kidnap, but then, it wasn’t really different than taking a Little from their world. Of course, on Mariah’s world, there were no Littles, exactly.
“He’s the most precious thing in the world to me, Reginald,” she said, fixing him with a stare. “It’s the entire reason for my being here, so I could be with him the way I wanted.”
Reginald tapped his pen on his board, considering that it wasn’t really anything from him to get involved with.
“Well,” he said, “So long as you’re up to date on your immigration papers.”
“Of course,” she said, pointing to where it said so on his forms.
“Well,” he said, glancing over everything, “I suppose that means that you’re officially a citizen now then. It’s complete.”
She beamed.
A jumble of noises rang out as the ‘boy’ seemed to accidentally knock over a long handle with some kind of rattle on wheels, which then knocked over more toys.
“Excuse me,” Mariah said, then crossed the room to the playpen.
She pulled him up by his hand until he was standing in his diapers - only able to with her aid - then delivered five fast, hard smacks to his backside.
“Clean this mess up,” she ordered, pointing to the jumble of fallen toys. “Or that messy diaper can go another hour until a change.”
She waited until she was satisfied that he was doing as he was told - which was slow in thick diapers - then returned to Reginald.
“I suppose,” Mariah said, “That I’ll be able to leave the state now, with everything finalized.”
“Yes of course, why?”
“Oh, I hear there’s a wonderful mega playground theme park about a day’s drive away. They have lodging for parents and little ones and everything, and you can stay a whole week before your sweetheart has managed to play on every type of toy.”
He nodded.
“I know the place. One of my clients goes there every year.”
“Oh, they adopted as well?”
“No, her parents take her there.”
“Oh,” Mariah said, wearing a smirk. “Maybe we’ll see them.”
Reginald nodded, glancing to the thickly diapered bottom moving about the playpen.
“Well, your parenting style seems similar, so I suppose just look for the girl in thick diapers.”
Mariah laughed. “Oh that really narrows it down.”
Reginald chuckled. “I suppose that’s not very specific.”
He glanced down at his papers, surprised at how distracted he’d gotten.
“That might be everything then. I’ll be back in two years to check how you’re going.”
“Oh Reggie,” Mariah called, as he turned away.
“Yes?”
“I don’t suppose you could forget what you heard about me delaying his diaper change. I do look after him well.”
Again, it wasn’t his problem.
“Of course.”
“I powder him up well, and always have his best interests at heart. He barely gets rashes.”
“Absolutely.”
“Because he really is my precious, the most precious thing in the world.”
“I doubt child services would have any objections.”
Mariah beamed.
“Good. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I need to go give somebody a bouncy knee ride. He needs to practice for the plastic horsies at the theme park. They have the cutest little rodeo diapers, and, well… Bye Reggie!”
He smiled. Most precious thing in the world indeed.
