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The Future Of Amazonian Fertility Pt.2
🕑 Added 2020-04-05 14:41:59 +0000 UTC(Picture above is of a Pannonian Government Representative)
"You all have been chosen by the National Administration of Genetic Engineering and Fertility or NAGY for short. The nickname has gained popularity across the nation and has stuck since our government has been heavily invested in this department, making it the largest assembly of minds in the nation outside of the actual legislative branch."
The woman who towered over the rest of the people in the room explained to the gathered group of Littles.
"We’re Pannonia's chief research agency that is responsible for coming up with a breakthrough which will ultimately benefit all Amazonian kind! Our goal is to end the fertility crisis that has made society turn you Littles into our substitute children. With your help, we strive to create a world where no Amazon will ever have to pretend that you are their child!”
That last sentence was met with an uproarious amount of applause which Caroline couldn't help but join. Despite the inherent distrust of Amazons, every Little in the room was happy to be here, to be a part of a potential solution that would help Amazons reach a one hundred percent fertility rate was worth the risk. Especially if it made the culture that enslaved their people as pretend babies nothing more than a bad footnote in the history books.
Despite the noble work that the Pannonian Government was doing to help her people, Caroline couldn’t help but think that her work was still vastly more important. Curing the mystery ailment which rendered seventy percent of the Amazon population sterile was far more important than simply raising the fertility of a few women. After all, if only thirty percent of women could possibly conceive and only ten percent of all Amazon women were ever successful this still left seventy percent of all giant women without a baby. If all Amazons could be cured and we're able to bare real children then it would definitely reduce the number of them who sought to "adopt" her people. This was why her life's work was still of utmost importance! Regardless of what information they had, her research was going to be her primary focus throughout her stay in Pannonia.
However, Caroline had a secret motive for traveling to Pannonia. She had long dreamed of a world where the distinction between Little and Amazon was non-existent. Where the only difference between her future children and the Amazon's children were measured in inches, not feet. If she could level the playing field by unlocking a Littles' ability to birth children capable of growing as tall as an Amazon then there would no longer be Littles to subjugate and baby. There would be no need for tests on perceived maturity levels. Yes, what had driven her to be here today was to help aid her own people while trying to help her Amazonian counterparts in their fertility issues. If she was granted full access to their databases, she could gain all of their knowledge and data in regards to Amazonian DNA. Then she could study their molecular make up and unlock the genetic structure of the Amazon. At that point she could put her theories into practice and be the first person to literally do what no one else has ever done: erase the genetic differences between Little and Amazon kind!
In her mind, there would be no need for Littles to be forced to pretend to be babies since both species would have their problems solved: the Littles would no longer be little and Amazons would be able to have children naturally. Still, at the end of the day, Caroline knew that once she cracked the Amazonian Genome she would have to overcome the fertility issues that the giants faced since her people would soon be plagued with those same problems too. So, it only made sense for her to make the journey to Pannonia.
"Young lady?"
Caroline blinked and found herself startled by the woman who stood before her. She didn't look that tall across the room when she was giving her speech, but now that the Amazon was standing directly in front of her, Caroline was forced to crane her neck upwards. She had heard rumors that it was possible for Amazons to be over eleven feet tall, but this woman was huge!
"Yes?" Caroline answered, trying to maintain her confidence.
Caroline had noted, upon landing at Pannonia's airport, that the Pannonian women, who were a part of the program, were rather tall from a distance. They all dressed confidently in a pantsuit that looked vaguely militaristic, but up close these giant women looked downright intimidating despite their big, bright smiles.
"I know you're bored having to listen to my explanation of the project, but I need you to fill out these documents like the others are doing."
"I think you have me confused with someone else." The much smaller woman stated before adding. "I'm Dr. Caroline Miller, a geneticist and fertility researcher."
"Oh yes, that's right. Dr. Devereux did mention something about a girl named Caroline coming to work with her. So you're the famous Little Geneticist and expert on Little Fertility? You look much younger than I was expecting." The much taller woman stated. Her earlier cheerful manner was almost betrayed by a lingering hint of doubt that was in her voice when addressing Dr. Miller.
"I may be young, but I was solving advanced mathematical equations while I was still in diapers." Caroline boasted.
"I can only hope that wasn't last week?" The giant woman did her best to stifle a laugh.
Caroline frowned, realizing far too late that she had set herself up for that type of insult. Aside from her online interactions with Amazons, her face to knee experiences with Amazons were pretty much non-existent. In fact, the boat ride and subsequent flight that brought her to this very airport was the first time she had ever left her island.
"No. I have been potty trained since I was four." Caroline replied in a neutral tone. She didn't want to show any embarrassment or weakness. If the stories she had heard from her parents and grandparents were true about the Amazons, they simply loved to see a Little squirm mentally.
"My apologies." The much larger woman stated. "I think I overstepped my bounds, especially if you have been personally invited to work side by side with one of the greatest minds Pannonia has in its arsenal "
Caroline stared up at her for a moment, not entirely sure if the larger woman was being genuine, but ultimately, she gave in and smiled.
"It must be rather shocking for you to encounter a Little, who is considered by one of your top Scientists, worthy of working with your agency. I simply can't wait to exchange notes and knowledge with her." Caroline said, trying not to sound smug.
"Yes, it is. You really do look much different than I was expecting."
"Who exactly were you expecting?" Caroline pressed the giant for an answer, an answer that she already expected to hear.
"I suppose you could say that I was expecting someone who was a bit taller." The Amazon smiled. "However, I must say that you Littles age so much more gracefully than we do. A sixty year old Little looks as young as a thirty year old one. And you…"she paused. "You look like you should still be in high school."
"Thanks, I guess." Caroline scratched the back of her head. "I suppose I should take that as a compliment. I'm actually twenty six."
"Well, do me a favor." The tall woman leaned over, her grey coat just barely holding her breasts against her chest. "When you exchange notes, be sure to tell Dr. Devereux anything you know about the gene you Littles possess that controls your youthful appearance. I'd love to look like I'm thirty for a few more decades." The Amazon said with a wink.
"If everything goes well, I'm sure that both of our people will get everything we want and then some."
Both women smiled at each other.
"I look forward to that day. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy your stay and be sure to wear this badge." The Amazon reached into her blazer and pulled out a security badge with Dr. Miller printed on it above a barcode. "The last thing I want is for a little genius like you to end up in a stroller so please stay with the group."
"Will do." Caroline replied as she adjusted the large badge on her coat.
As the much larger woman turned to walk away, Caroline couldn’t help but wonder what sizes her clothes were. The giant woman's breasts alone were probably three times the size of her head!
Despite her overwhelming intellect, Caroline had always felt insecure about her physical stature. She could trace such feelings of inadequacy back to her freshman days in college where her fellow classmates, inbetweeners mostly, would make fun of her for having a small chest. Before those years, being a Little had never really bothered her, but being teased over the course of her college career had left a lasting mark on the young woman's psyche. She wanted to be large in more ways than one. Subconsciously, that was what drove her to try and break the Amazon genome so she could not only achieve physical unity on the planet, but finally have a body that matched her intelligence. How she longed to be seen as a woman and not just some tiny child playing pretend.
So, while everyone else was signing the appropriate forms and filling out the paperwork, Caroline found herself free to observe her surroundings. She was standing in the terminal for flights destined for international travel between the Federation of Littles' nations and the continental mainland. From what the young scientist had overheard, the terminal she was standing in dated back a few decades ago to a time when relations between the Amazons and Littles were much more stable. Other than the group of volunteers, herself and the few Pannonian giants that stood close by, watching over them, there were only a few people walking nearby.
A loud cry caught the little scientist's attention. It wasn't exactly a baby's cry. It was louder and a bit deeper than a baby's. Still, whoever was crying had quite a pair of lungs on them even if it lacked the squeal of a true infant. Suddenly, one of the numerous giants pushing a carriage stopped and proceeded to lift up the occupant.
Caroline didn't need to strain her eyes to see that the baby who inhabited the pram was a little. A little who obviously suffered a diaper blowout if the giant's booming voice could be believed. The sight of the huge mother laying the baby woman back into the pram and using it as an impromptu changing table caused Caroline to overt her eyes.
Even as she stared at the others in her group, she couldn't keep her mind from wandering back to the sight she had just witnessed and was now trying to ignore. Who was that woman? What had her aspirations been before she was forced back into babyhood? Did she have a husband or family before being abducted? Did her parents know what had become of her daughter or was her daughter ultimately joining them at daycare? Such questions were a waste of time to ponder on, but Caroline always had to ask them to herself. Lamenting on lost life gave her the motivation to continue with her research. These questions fueled her desire to bring unity to this cruel world. Seeing such sights as a fellow Little getting her dirty diaper changed gave her an odd sense of justification for coming to the mainland. If not her then who would remedy the evils of this world?
However, Caroline was no fool. She could easily be "adopted" by anyone of these women who walked through the airport. Just because these ladies were going on vacation or traveling to meet family and or conduct business didn't mean that she couldn't be added to an Amazon family.
...Why did Littles even move to the mainland?
According to Caroline's grandparents, emmigration was much more common in the olden days. Bright eyed Littles were thrilled to move the mainland seeking adventure and higher paying jobs in specialized fields. Her grandmother's best friend had left the island nation to become a starlet. However, according to grandma, she had seen the beautiful woman on a package of diapers in the supermarket years later. The poor woman had her face and diapered butt plastered on every package of Huggies from Catalon to Honsho according to granny. Needless to say, it was one of her family's most favored cautionary tales to tell her as a child. Such stories of the past haunted her while simultaneously fueling her resolve.
This was why she was here in the first place! To prevent and make it impossible for future men and women to be demoted to diapers and forced to prance around in pampers. If everything went according to plan, Little would no longer be an Amazon's doll to display in public like a status symbol.
This was the day! The day her life's work would truly begin!
"Alright, everyone line up and turn in your forms! We're boarding now!"
Caroline noticed a flurry of activity as all the assembled Littles lined up, formed a very long line. Before she knew it, she was standing all alone. Standing alone was something a Little should never do when in Amazonian lands if they wanted to maintain their freedom.
The Little scientist quickly got into the back of the line and waited to talk with the Pannonian representatives. She may of had a badge and wasn't like the other Littles, but there was one thing that her grandmother had always told her and that was to be polite when dealing with Amazons. Being polite and obeying the rules was key to maintaining their respect. However, this last truth wasn't something that grandmother had taught her. Caroline had learned this through multiple forums and threads across the Internet. One didn't simply do business with Amazons without learning how they operated. Even in business, politeness and respect were paramount in getting what you wanted from and Amazon. Why would it be any different in public? Just because she had a badge didn't mean she could interrupt the operation.
So, she waited and as she waited, she couldn't help but be reminded of school. Each person in front of her handed in their form and was told to place their luggage in a large bin. It was all very orderly and everyone was proving that Littles weren't just erant children driven by chaotic fits of fancy. In her time dealing with Amazons, she had heard so many silly things about hyper Littles and how they were no different than Amazonian children. Caroline could only assume that some of those Littles, who had given the Amazons that impression, were probably drug addicts who had too much booger sugar as Granny liked to call it.
No one was perfect, not even Littles.
"What are you talking about?!" An angry voice shouted. "I'm not giving up my luggage!"
"Sir, please calm down." The much larger woman stated in a neutral tone.
"I don't want to surrender my luggage. What if it gets lost or stolen?!" The Little asked in an annoyed tone.
"Sir, I assure you that it'll be placed underneath the bus in the storage and given to you when we arrive at the facility. There is no need to throw a tantrum."
The man sighed and paused, obviously trying to choose his next words wisely.
"Alright, but I have your word that I'll get my suitcase once we get to the facility. Understood?"
"Absolutely. There's no need to worry."
It sounded a bit cliche, having heard it so many times from her parents and grandparents, but when an Amazon told you not to worry, it was time to start worrying.
Caroline hoped that she would be exempt from having to relinquish her carry on. It was one of the reasons why she picked one with wheels. Her luggage from the plane would be transferred directly to the plane so she didn't need to worry about her clothing, but the idea of her being forced to give up her carry on, the carry on filled with all of her notes and research, was far too scary to contemplate. What if they simply confiscated her research and dumped her into a nursery or adoption center somewhere!?
She had to mentally remind herself that she was different. She had something the Amazons needed. 'I'm Dr. Caroline Miller. The smartest Little in the world! I'm brilliant enough to be recognized by the lead researcher of Pannonia for my contributions to their cause! They wouldn't dare diaper me!'
"Miss? I need to see your forms and- Oh! You're Dr. Miller?!"
Caroline was pulled from her thoughts to see a giant brunette gazing down at her badge with a confused expression.
"Yes, I'm Dr. Miller." The Little scientist replied, trying to sound confident, or as confident as a five foot woman could sound in the presence of a woman who was literally twice her height.
"You're such a tiny thing!" The woman grinned before reeling in her maternal desires. "I mean, I never expected that our guest scientist was a Little."
"Yeah…" Caroline felt nervous. She had never seen an Amazon act that way towards her. "I get that alot, ma'am."
"I bet." The woman in the grey blazer and pencil skirt looked down to Caroline’s bag. "You don't have to give me any firms, but you'll have to give me your bag."
The young researcher gulped. "But it has all my research and Doctor Devereux will be very unhappy if I lose it."
This actually caught the woman handling papers and luggage off guard. She had to think for a moment as the group of Littles were leaving the terminal.
"Well, I suppose it wouldn't be the worst idea in the world to allow you to carry your bag onto the bus with the others, but don't you dare lose it or we will both be in trouble."
"I won't." Caroline replied.
"Great. Now you be a good little girl and catch up with your group. They're leaving right now."
"Shit." Caroline muttered without thinking and took off after her group, running as fast as her little legs would carry her as she pulled her carry on behind her. Thankfully, she picked a good day to wear a dress and wasn't wearing those ridiculous heels that her grandmother had told her to wear. What difference could six inches even make if you could barely walk in them?!
"Mommy!" A high pitched voice called out. "I want that one!"
Before Caroline could even turn her head, a pair of massive hands scooped her up from the ground. In a matter of seconds, the scientist was staring into a pair of beautiful blue eyes.
"My word, Ella. You sure picked a cutie." The giant woman beamed while holding Caroline up in the air. "She'll make an excellent baby sister for you!"
"There seems to be a mistake!" Caroline shouted.
"The only mistake here is that someone hasn't already claimed you and diapered you." The humongous woman with Auburn hair said in a voice reserved for infants. Even though the tone was sickeningly sweet, the intent behind those words were more sinister than anything she had ever heard.
"I'm not a baby!" Caroline cried out.
"Ma'am, there seems to be a rather serious mistake here." A familiar voice stated. "Would you please put down our researcher?"
Caroline quickly turned her head and came face to face with the kind Pannonian Government Representative she had first met after the woman gave her speech.
"Researcher?" The baby crazy Amazon scoffed at the very notion. "The only thing she should be researching is how to stick a square peg into a round hole."
"Ma'am, I'm not going to repeat myself." The woman in the brilliant military blazer stated in a firm tone. Caroline noticed her eyes seemed to show a fierce fire burning within. "Kidnapping a guest of the Pannonian Government is punishable by imprisonment and I promise you that you'll be locked up for at least twenty years. Do I make myself clear?"
This development was quickly attracting the attention of quite a few people who suddenly froze in place. Such a spectacle was rare in the nation of Pannonia.
"I see how it is." The annoyed Auburn haired woman stated in a disgusted tone before handing Caroline over to the Pannonian Representative.
"The Pannonian Government thanks you for your cooperation in this matter." The woman in gray replied, holding a bewildered Caroline in her arms.
"Just because you work for the military you think you can claim any baby you see." The angered Amazon muttered as she and her Amazonian daughter walked away.
"Are you alright, Dr. Miller?"
Caroline blinked as her feet were once more returned to the ground beneath them. She could only stare up at her savior in awe.
"I'm okay, thanks to you." Caroline admitted.
"If you don't mind, I'm going to give you a personal escort to the bus." The older woman stated, not even waiting for a response before she grabbed Caroline by her hand.
Caroline didn't think much of being led by the hand like a child. If she was in her right mind, she would have objected, but she was simply too consumed by the events which had just transpired only moments before. What had startled her more than almost being adopted in the middle of the airport was what the Little scientist had seen in the Pannonian Representative's eyes. It looked almost like the woman who had saved her was ready to fight the other Amazon over who was going to diaper her.
"Here we are." The large woman announced.
Caroline blinked away her thoughts, trying to focus on what the Amazon wanted her to see. Roughly twenty feet in front of her stood an enormous shuttle bus that was surrounded by Littles from all over Pannonia and beyond. They were all moments away from boarding a bus that would take them all to the facility.
"Well, do you want me to make sure that you get on the bus?"
Caroline simply nodded. Almost being kidnapped definitely messed with her once unbridled confidence. She’d rather be with this woman than risk walking only twenty feet to the bus.
"Alright then. Let's go uppie!" The older woman in the smart blazer cooed before scooping Caroline and her carry on up. "I'm sorry about that, let's get you seated, Dr. Miller."
Caroline cocked an eyebrow. It was so startling how quickly these giants were able to turn on their previous personality after talking down to her like she was just a motherless child.
As Caroline boarded the bus, carried by an Amazon who was pretty much protecting her, a loud shouting fit erupted from the back of the shuttle. She couldn't help but wonder what all the commotion was about as she looked up at her savior.
"What's going on back there?"
"Looks like one of the volunteers isn't happy with the seating arrangements…" The giantess replied as she approached the first row of seats.
Caroline could only tilt her head in confusion while trying to look over towards the back of the bus, but it wasn't easy since the Pannonian Representative was literally cradling her against her bosom. However, from what she could hear, the unhappy traveler was yelling about how he was much too old to ride in something called a "carseat".
"Sir. If you want to be paid for your participation in the research trail, then I suggest you quit yelling and let me help you into your seat."
Just from the tone of her voice, Caroline could tell that the Amazon was not amused with the uppity man's behavior.
"I don't care about that!" The man replied. "You Pannonians promised to treat us with dignity. You promised that we would be volunteering for an opportunity to end this bullshit baby treatment! And the moment we get on your bus you have us sit in these ridiculous baby seats?!"
"It's best not to worry about him, Dr. Miller." The older woman stated as she approached a bench seat. "Let's get you strapped in."
"Strapped in wha-" Before Caroline had a chance to finish, she found herself in the air being lowered into a massive rear facing seat that forced her to lay down.
“Wait a minute! What're you doing? Why am I sitting backwards in this thing?!"
"Dr. Miller, please relax." The Amazon replied as her hand pulled down a strap which clicked the harness into place between Caroline's legs.
"But on the plane I got to sit upright. Why am I laying in this thing like I'm in a pram?!" Caroline demanded.
“Well, that was a mistake the airline made. You're actually much too small for an ordinary carseat. This is what someone your size should be traveling in."
"Really?" Caroline asked.
"Yes, really. Besides, you'll be able to get some sleep if you want. We don't want our guest scientist to be jet lagged and all sleepy when you get to the facility."
Caroline couldn’t really argue with that. She was starting to feel tired. The events of the last ten minutes, coupled with the cultural shock of actually coming face to knee with real Amazons was beginning to take its toll on her. So, she simply watched in silence as her new protector took a seat next to her weird baby seat.
"I'm Zsófia by the way. Zsófia Szalai." Her Amazonian counterpart said with a smile. "What's your first name, Dr. Miller?"
"Caroline."
"That's quite a nice name." Zsófia smiled.
"Thank you." Caroline replied as the few remaining Amazons and Littles slowly boarded the bus and walked past her bizarre seat.
"Looks like that's the last of them."
"How long is the trip to the Nagy Facility?"
"It's about two hours if there's no traffic on the motorway." Zsófia answered.
"Alright. Sounds good." Caroline replied with a yawn as the shuttle bus started up. "If you don't mind, I think I'll get some rest."
"Certainly. You get some sleep."
Caroline stretched and turned her head from the admiring eyes of Zsófia. With the gentle motion of the bus traveling away from the airport, it took only minutes for Caroline to fall asleep.
To Be Continued...
