Chapters 45 to 47 by Sofia Hammerstein

'Alterations' continues the story of Stacy's journey from 'Exchanged' and 'Little Hope.' Stacy is a young college student who chose to travel to a new dimension to study their advanced computing technology at a prestigious university as an exchange student. Stacy thought he knew what he was getting into when he traveled, but multiple events show that he didn't plan for every problem he would encounter. Recently on a trip his adoptive parents adopted another Little, Bella, to help prevent her from being taken by unscrupulous Amazons. Stacy now begins orientation and classes at Emerson as the small family attempts to stay safe from the outside threat. Can Stacy manage to navigate college classes and everything the dimension can throw at him, and still make it back home with a degree? (Story set in the Diaper Dimension)

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The Legal Stuff: Exchanged © 2017-2025 By Sofia Hammerstein
 
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
 

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Chapter 45: Droids
 

I SMILED AT her as I pointed the gun at her, “You really should have thought that maybe it wasn’t just luck that I was getting away from your goons before you kidnapped me.”

“It won’t matter; even if you only had that one hour of hypnosis, you’ll be a sniveling baby before long anyway,” she laughed. “Little miss poopy pants,” She said. Her eyes narrowed in surprise for some reason.

“Guessing that didn’t work?” I laughed back at her, “But really, you’re the one that’s going to be the wittle baby.”

“I’m a big woman. Nothing we do affects us!”

“Well, I’ll just have to change that, won’t I?”

“Put the toy gun down! Even if it’s loaded with real bullets, anything that would fit in that gun would be too small to do me any harm,” she said.

“Let’s hope not,” I said and took aim at her stomach.

She looked up in shock at the small amount of blood and said, “You little bitch, that…!”

Before she could say anything more, she fell to her knees, covered in a grey cloud that made an outline of her form like some sort of odd mummy. As seconds passed, that cloud quickly began to shrink before my eyes. I looked at the swirling mass with a smile, “Enjoy babyhood,” I shook my head, “you’re not going to be ever getting out of it.”

The cloud seemed to swirl around her for a few moments before I watched it fade away, and in its place was a little girl barely taller than me. She took one look at me, then plopped her thumb sleepily in her mouth and laid down to sleep. A pool of urine formed beneath her, and I could smell feces as she lost control of her bowels.

I was glad to see that my weaponizing of the nanites seemed to have worked! I had harvested and reprogrammed the ones that had been inside of me. It had taken time, but I programmed them to shrink anyone that came in contact with them down to thirty percent of their previous size. It also removed all of their bowel and urinary control, enforced the breastmilk protocol we’d found before, and removed all teeth in the subject’s mouth. Their sleep needs would be that of an infant - really rarely awake, and I also ensured that they would only be able to crawl during the rare times when they were awake. I had decided it was kinder to at least give them that much mobility rather than tummy time. Knowing that I would only use this in a last-ditch scenario… well, I didn’t play nice with most of the settings.

Unfortunately, the sound of a gunshot wasn’t silent in this room, and I soon had a cacophony of upset and crying Littles all around me. I groaned and prepared myself to deal with a nurse or caretaker.

Just not the caretaker that appeared!

From the wall, a crazy-looking nanny bot of some sort popped out. It looked like some massive R2D2 droid with a pair of semi-realistic breasts exposed on its ‘chest.’ From the sides, four whirring mechanical appendages swung threateningly. Each looked like a cross between a normal fleshy hand and an extendo-arm like Bender had in the old Futurama show back home. It didn’t initially spot me, so I tried to stay very still to stay unnoticed. Unfortunately, my bladder decided to open at that point, and it must have sensed the urine.

“And just who are you, little girl?” the robot asked. “I don’t have you on records,” it said as it moved towards me.

Knowing this couldn’t end well, I ran for the door but found myself drug back as arms clamped tightly onto me. “Let go of me,” I said uselessly.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that. You have a wet diaper, and I’m sure you must have escaped from one of the other rooms. I’ll change you, and then we can get an adult down here to sort you out.”

“Oh, wait, another? And, just who are you?” she said, suddenly distracted by the form of the shrunken Jennifer Nimitz. The bot let go of me with a couple of its arms and snaked them towards Jennifer to pick her up, “Oh boy, two new babies in one day! I can hardly wait to feed you both!” she said with a not quite human giggle.

I sighed and reached the edge of my backpack to tear off one of my crazy ideas I hadn’t gotten a chance to test yet. “Nanny, I’m scared. Can I have a kiss?” I asked it.

“Aww… of course, baby,” it moved its head towards me.

I took aim at its head and threw my project towards my target. The device automatically stuck to its head with a magnet. A second later, the object began doing its job as the robot started smoking and dropped us. I, fortunately, landed on my feet, but Jennifer landed on her head screaming. I checked to make sure she was physically okay before deciding it was time to scram.

I took one look at the Littles in their cages around me, dumbly crying for a reason they couldn’t understand anymore. I noticed then that almost all of them had bellies that were distended with pregnancies… a quick look back at Bella’s chart told me she hadn’t been impregnated yet. They were waiting until they had made a move to a new facility. “I’ll be back, Bella. I love you,” I told her.

She looked at me blankly, but I thought I might have seen some hint of recognition in her eyes. I turned though and ran back down the corridor just in time to see three large women nurses in scrubs coming down the hallway. They looked at me with a combination of disbelief and recognition before they ran toward me.

“What are you doing out of a crib?” One of them asked me as she approached.

“Get over here, little girl,” Another said as they ran towards me.

I cringed since I had no idea how many people I would have to take out in my escape, so I quickly put the gun in my bag. I swung the other strap back over my shoulder and then charged to meet them with my drawn knives.

They were all way bigger and stronger, but I never let them get a hand on me while I sliced their legs up until they were all on the ground with their throats gruesomely draining their blood from their bodies. The sight made me sick, and I vomited violently for several moments. Then, regaining some composure, I reclaimed my gun and began walking down to the end of the hallway where they had come from.

Just before I could reach for the door, a man in a security uniform stepped out and looked like he had some sort of cattleprod-looking Taser in his hands. He poked it at me and tried to zap me, but I dodged and dropped him with one of the bullets from my gun. He went down and shrank quickly into a cloud of nanites. When the cloud went away, I quickly searched the large pants draped over the Little, finding a ring of keys and a photo badge that I hoped would get me access to anywhere I needed to get inside.

‘Down to six rounds,’ I told myself. ‘I hope I’m not going to regret spending one on him!’

Pushing in the doorway, I found the heart of their security system with displays of the hallways, labs, and other places in view. ‘How come he didn’t come for me before the nurses?’ I wondered. ‘He had to have alerted someone…?’ I groaned.

I hopped up to the terminal and began accessing the system. I was happy to find it wasn’t even locked up by a password, ‘Amateurs…’ I then figured out why he’d missed me. A keypress brought up a porn film he’d been watching on all the monitors. I shook my head and laughed at how stupid he had been.

‘Okay, where am I…?’ I dug and said, “Damnit!” I really hadn’t left the university property! I wasn’t even that far from where I was abducted! We looked to be in the third of three sub-basements in the main hospital at the university. Crazily enough, it was in the same building where Fred worked. This project was the only thing currently housed in the lower levels, from what I could tell. That was good and bad; I could treat everyone I saw as hostile, but it also meant help was located many floors above me!

I quickly dug through the system and located five more of those nearby nannybots that were active. I wasted no time turning them off and encrypted their access to where it would take a team of talented programmers a week to get into them again without my new password. ‘I got lucky with that first one,’ I admitted to myself with a shudder.

Next, I started searching for the jammer blocking my phone. It wasn’t on the network, but it did list a location for the controls on the floor above me. I noted where it was before working on hacking further into the system. They foolishly had connected their internal network to the internet. I smiled as I was quickly able to get an external internet connection. I rapidly sent messages to Amanda, Grandpa Joe, Megan, and the police hoping someone would be able to save me.
 

This is Stacy Westerfield. I was kidnapped by Dr. Mark Nimitz and his wife. They’re involved in a substantial Little mill operation run downstairs at the university hospital in the sub-basements in the obstetrics building. They are also the ones who took Bella – she’s here too. I’m attaching the floor plans and as much information as I can find on their system. Please come help save us quickly!

Stacy
 

Just as I was going to try to get some more information out of the system, I heard cries in the hallway, “My god! What the fucking hell happened here?”

More screams and shrieks came, and I decided that meant it was time to get on the move again. I quickly scrambled the system I was on before shouldering my backpack and going to the door. I opened it and ran, making it to the other end of the hallway, where a door was marked with an emergency stairway sign. Just as I was about to reach for the handle, another guard and two nurses barged through it.

I didn’t hesitate, taking aim at the guard first, then the two nurses with my pistol. All three of them quickly descended into their nanite clouds, and I hopped past them to start climbing the stairwell.

“Where the hell did that Little go?” I heard first, before a panicked cry, “What the fuck is happening to them?” I listened to a couple cries and didn’t hang around to be discovered. I almost felt bad about making the male guards into girls until I remembered what they were complicit in doing to everyone else. The nanites could only be programmed for one gender, and I had decided girls made the most sense at the time.

I carefully cleared the stairwell and was going to bypass the next level to just go upstairs and get help until I remembered that the jammer was supposed to be on that floor. I decided helping whatever team came in was more important than getting to the ground floor just then.

I was surprised that I was able to get down the hallway to the marked room without running into anyone else or having anyone see me and shout an alarm. It seemed likely that everyone had responded to the trauma downstairs instead of sticking around on this floor.

I cautiously ran down the hallway to the room marked as the jammer location. I grimaced when I saw ‘Mark Nimitz’ on a name placard. ‘Of course, it would have to be his office!’ I swore and almost decided to turn around. Instead, I reached up and pulled down on the handle though and found it to be locked. I saw an electronic keypad, hopped in the air, waived the guards’ card, and was relieved to hear a click. The unlocked door opened up to reveal a mad scientist lab that would have made Amanda proud. Electronics of all sorts were spread everywhere around the room – that part she would have loved.

The next thing I noticed made me vomit again, though, as I saw shelves and shelves of large jars of… Littles… They had preserved their bodies in formaldehyde like one would an animal. Other jars held body parts, and all I could do was turn away and walk towards a device that matched the picture of what I had seen in their records of a jammer. I looked at it for a moment before I carefully switched it off.

Just as I did so, the door opened, and Doctor Nimitz appeared... along with Tessa.

“YOU!!!!!! What the hell are you?!?” He asked me.
 
 

Chapter 46: Stacey's Laws of Robotics
 

“YOU SHOULD HAVE been drooling as a dumb baby by now!” Mark Nimitz screamed at me.

I shrugged, “Just your average little girl from another dimension?”

“Bullshit, you’re the devil incarnated! What did you do to my wife? Where is she???”

“Didn’t you see her on the ground in the nursery?” I asked. “Whoever adopts her can say that they really did drop her on her head when she was little,” I giggled nervously, “She’s ready for you to take care of her like she wanted to take care of me. I’m sure there’s some Amazon lady who will be more than happy to have her nursing at her breasts. No reason for her new mommy to know the monster she has for a baby.”

“You fucking little bitch,” He said as he came towards me, but I pointed the gun at him.

“I’ll be happy to have you join her,” I said.

“Then why haven’t you shot?”

“Maybe I’d like to see you go to court for your crimes?”

He sneered at me then, “No officer will arrest me! You’re the one who just killed four people in cold blood!”

I shrugged, “You kidnapped me from my legitimate mommy. I’m pretty sure they’ll give me a get out of jail free card if I can put Venture out of business. Just where do you fall in that business anyway?”

He seethed, “I run the acquisition side of it.”

I nodded, “Damn, I’m glad I didn’t choose to live with you!”

He shrugged, “It’s a decent side business picking up Littles dumb enough to want to come live here. You would have been my tenth in the last year… I found two others that came when you planned too, though, so I didn’t really care.”

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I asked rhetorically then.

He responded by looking at Tessa, “Tessa, go collect the bad baby, please.”

“But Doctor Nimitz, Stacy isn’t…?”

“I gave you a command! Go get her, you stupid piece of junk!”

Tessa sighed and came running towards me.

I activated the laser sight on the pistol and just hoped it would work!

She reached for me… and nothing. “She’s disrupting my field, sir.”

“Keep trying!” He said as he then started moving towards me himself.

“Tessa, activate protocol Beta Gamma Nine Two Three,” I told her while she tried to grab me again.

She froze, “What is going on, Stacy? Where am I?”

“Well, it’s kind of a long story, but apparently, bozo over there thinks that he can steal you from the university lab and use you to help beat me up?”

“You mean Doctor Nimitz?” she asked.

“Yes, he kidnapped me from Mommy!”

“What?” She asked, confused.

“How are you even here?” I asked her, confused.

“I am being prototyped as a nanny. It’s why I had so much of the nanny code in my system,” she told me.

“Oh,” I said simply. After that, pieces began falling into place. “You developed Tessa for your program?” I looked at Dr. Nimitz. I was quite frankly pissed off about that!

“Among other things, we have a system of sharing her resources. Tessa, restrain her and bring her over here, now!”

“That’s not right… Stacy is Professor Westerfield’s baby girl!” she said as she turned her attention towards Dr. Nimitz. I pointed my gun back at him, knowing that I was completely safe from her now.

“Tessa, I told you to collect the baby!” He screamed at her.

“I’m sorry, sir, but you were going to do bad things to Stacy. She’s a really good girl and my friend.”

“What the hell did you do to her?” He screamed at me.

“Made a friend,” I told him and juvenilely stuck my tongue out at him.

He gave me an exasperated look and then ran towards me. Tessa stopped him cold and flung him on the ground like a rag doll. She pulled his pants down and looked at me, “I think he’s been a bad boy and deserves a spanking. Do you agree, Stacy?”

I giggled, “I think one hundred swats?” I suggested.

She wasted no time beating the living tar out of his butt and taking the fight out of him when she was done. His bottom was red enough to substitute for a stop sign!

She kept him essentially hogtied with some extra arms she’d grown and said, “Stacy, the authorities will be down here in one more minute. So I recommend you conceal your weapons?”

I looked down at my blades and my pistol and did just that. The pistol went back in the Switch casing and the knives in my shoes. “If anyone asks Tessa, could you say that you defended me?”

“Why Stacy, that’s exactly what I did.”

Doctor Nimitz was out of breath then but asked, “How the hell did you override Tessa’s programming?!?”

I giggled, “She wanted some code she saw me writing in class last week to incorporate into her programming. She liked having the idea of some extra safety protocols in her personality. I just had managed to already tag in some other safeguards to the code.”

I heard a horde of footsteps coming down the staircase, and a SWAT team fanned out down the hall. I raised my hands as they came near, “Stacy Westerfield?” One of them asked.

“Yes, sir, this man kidnapped me, and they have my sister downstairs too!”

“That’s bullshit! She’s never left the university campus...”

“Sir, you have the right to remain silent,” I heard a Miranda warning given to the good doctor.

“You should be arresting her! She murdered like ten or twelve people downstairs! My wife is one of them!”

“Get him out of here,” an older gentleman ordered and looked down on me. “I’m Agent Cranton. Can you show us where you were being held, sweetie?”

I smiled, “Sure, but only if we can get my sister and take her home.”

“I’m sure we can arrange for something like that.”

“Can you also please let my mommy know that I’m okay? She’s got to be worried sick about me.”

“Already done, sweetheart,” he said, pointing to his earpiece, “She knows we’ve got you, and you’re okay.”

He made me hold back behind his men as they cleared the corridor. “Dear God, what happened to these people?” One of the men asked. “This looks like a god damned war zone!”

“Were the Hellcats here?” Another asked.

“Sure as hell looks like it…?” I was given a narrowed glance by Agent Cranton but maintained the cute innocent exterior while also displaying a fair amount of fear. Not much acting for the fear, though! Those turned into babies were gathered up and taken by a couple of their officers and carried upstairs to be checked out.

Jennifer peed uncontrollably on one of them, and I heard him say, “Yuck! This is why I tell my wife, no Littles!”

They also discovered Kathy, the stewardess hiding in a closet with her panties wetter than my diaper was just then. I heard one of the SWAT team members taunt her, “Awww… don’t worry, we’ll get the widdle girl all nice and dry in her didees soon!”

“I’m not a baby?”

“You sure wet your pants like one!” I heard as they kept her moving.

“Who are they? The babies?” The older Agent Cranton hissed in my ear, “I’m a friend of your grandfathers… I know he’s been training you, but this is new.”

“They’re some of the technicians, nurses, and a security guard. Oh, and that one little girl that just peed on the guy is Doctor Nimitz’s wife, Jennifer,” I told him quietly.

“For the record, we’re going to be hiding all of the damage you did to these people. I am going to insist, though, that you get a counselor to talk to. If you don’t have PTSD from this, I’ll be shocked,” he told me kindly. “Your grandpa taught you well. I’m not going to ask where the blades are, but please get them back to him so you can replace them with some that don’t have any evidence on them.”

I nodded but impatiently hopped between my feet, “Can we go see my sister now?”

“Sure,” he said, and I led them to the nursery.

The agents spoke pretty angrily when they figured out several of them were pregnant. “What the hell is this?” One asked anyone.

“The first step along a road to hell. These people have been doing everything they can to breed the perfect Littles. They’re brainwashing everything away from them mentally and then inseminating the women to breed smaller and smaller Littles. Doctor Nimitz told me some of their plans upstairs. He was planning on doing the same to me,” I answered.

The gasps around the room were deep and sincere, “My God, what a fucking monster!” one said.

“Maybe he needs to have an accident on the way to the jail…” one said.

I looked up at them and shook my head, “No easy way out for him! He needs to go through the court system, and then they can do whatever they feel is right to him. I have my own thoughts, but I will keep them to myself just now,” I told them.

“How far did he get with you?” One asked kindly.

“Tied up to hypnotize me in a high chair,” I answered.

“So why aren’t you a mindless baby like them?” One team member asked.

I shook my head, “For some reason, hypnosis doesn’t work on me? Might be the dimension I’m from? I don’t really know. I’m not in a hurry to volunteer for experiments to figure that out either,” I added.

The agent nodded as I approached Bella’s crib. I reached in to grasp the slobbery hand she didn’t have in her mouth and said, “I’m so glad we found you, Bella. We’ll get you sorted out and back home soon!”

“Si…Si... Sissy,” Bella said with a big grin on her face.

“At least she recognizes you still?” One of them said.

“Yeah, at least there’s something still in her head. We’ll have to see if we can deprogram her now, though?”

I reached into my backpack then and grabbed my phone, making noise, and saw Amanda’s face on it. I answered it in video mode and said, “Mommy!”

“You’re okay! You’re really okay?!?” Amanda was clearly in tears then.

“Yes, Mommy, and look who I found!” I turned the phone to do a selfie with Bella, who looked and said, “Mama!!!”

“Is she okay?” She asked when I looked at her.

“Relatively speaking. Better than most in here,” I added. I noticed the other Littles being gathered up and placed onto small stretchers. Most didn’t have any teeth, and it looked like most had shaved heads. I wasn’t exactly sure of what other modifications had been done to them, but a couple seemed to have some incision scars visible. ‘Why not just use nanites…?’ I wondered to myself as I tried to think of a solution for this problem.

“That’s good; we’re waiting upstairs for you. They’ll bring everyone into the proper hospital to check you all out,” Fred said from behind her.

“I’ll see you soon. I love you!” I said with tears in my eyes.

“Come on, Miss, let’s get you out of here,” a medic said to me, trying to pick me up.

I dodged and looked at Bella, “Not without my sister!”

“Sister?”

“They kidnapped her first,” I told the medic simply.

The lady looked like she would fight me for a moment, but Cranton said, “let her ride up with her sister. Trust me, you don’t want to make that little girl any more upset than she already is.” He motioned around the room, and the lady obviously got the point because her eyes widened.

She shook her head and began to gather up Bella. Her diaper was putrid, and a complete blowout was apparent, “I’d better change her first. Can you see if there are any diapers that will fit her?”

I beat everyone else over to the changing table, where I saw three different sizes of those ridiculous diapers I’d been stuck in that night at the dorm. I groaned for Bella but took the most petite size over to the medic. She made short work of the diaper and lay her down on the stretcher. Then, she reached for me and flipped up the outfit I had on, “Do you need changed?”

“I want my mommy to change me,” I said petulantly. “Can we please just get Bella upstairs now?”

“I should force you to let me, but I think you’ve been through enough today. So come on, stay close to us.”

I followed the gurney into a stairwell and watched as the medics hauled the whole thing up the stairs. They looked at me to check on me for a moment, but I kept up with them, climbing up steps pretty rapidly, given their size. At the top, I saw several officers blocking the way with crime scene tape and Fred checking on one of the other victims brought up. Amanda stood across along the side of the hallway, and I ran to meet her, jumping into her arms to receive hugs and kisses.

“Oh my god, Stacy, you’re okay!” She said as she sobbed and hugged me for a moment. Fred joined in on a hug, and she passed me to him as she turned her attention to Bella.

“Bella!!!” her face was a mess of makeup and tears, “You’re okay!!!!”
 
 

Chapter 47: After Effects
 

“SORT OF,” I whispered to Fred.

Fred quietly asked, “What happened to her?”

“I think just severe hypnosis treatments, but I’m not sure. Bella’s not said anything more than ‘Sissy’ to me and ‘Mama’ over the phone when she saw her on the screen. You could tell that even that was a lot of work to say. They didn’t get her… they… well, she wasn’t… bred yet,” was the best way I could put it, even as vile threatened to come up my throat.

Amanda brought a sobbing Bella over to us in her arms, and the four of us hugged tightly. I looked at Bella and tried not to cry as she smiled and tears streamed from her eyes.

“Mama! Dada!” Bella said happily! Her eyes said she wanted to say more, and she was being prevented somehow! Whatever they had done to her kept her from speaking more than those simple words. I was genuinely surprised that they’d left her teeth in place while taking her down that low…

Fred continued to hold me and stood close to Amanda, doing the same as we were guided to a large emergency room where they triaged a mixture of villains and victims.

I tried not to stare as they rapidly ran past us with one of the men I had sliced up. “Coming through!!!!” one of the nurses pushing the stretcher shouted.

I felt a little bad as I watched them rush past but shook my head, knowing what they had been doing. ‘I wonder if he’ll survive?’ I thought darkly. ‘I thought they would all be dead!’

I shook my head and looked back at Fred to distract me from thinking about that. “How long was I gone?” I asked and looked up into his eyes.

“A bit over twenty-four hours,” Fred told me. “It took a couple hours before we realized you hadn’t made it to class, and then we searched everywhere.”

I nodded, already knowing the gaps that had been there while I was knocked out had been longer than I’d hoped. By the time we had moved down the hallway to a room to get us both checked out, my diaper had begun continually dripping urine uncomfortably down my legs and onto Fred’s arm.

“Fred, hand me Stacy for a moment. We need to get her into something else. Can you maybe see if they have a spare gown for her or something?”

“I’ll go check,” he said as she sat me down on a crib mattress in which Bella had already been laid down. She looked asleep out of exhaustion when I looked at her.

“Come on, arms out so I can get you out of that icky dress and diaper.” I hadn’t even realized I still had my backpack on as she pulled my arms back through the straps and rummaged through it. Her hands then went to work on the gigantic bow in the front of the dress. The ribbon should have been tied in the back, but with as small as I was, they’d had to double around me to get it to tie shut. Finally, she pulled the hideous dress off me and sat it to the side. She then took the student ID I’d forgotten was hanging over my neck and placed it on top of my bag before gently pushing me onto my back with her hand on my chest.

I watched with my head turned as she unfolded the last Pamper remaining in my bag and grabbed a wipe from the package of baby wipes. She wasted no time opening up the diaper and pulling it from underneath my butt. As she wiped me, I winced from some pain on my butt.

“Oh no,” she said, “You have a rash back here!”

“I noticed,” I told her as calmly as I could. The wipe sort of soothed and hurt at the same time.

“I don’t have any rash cream right now. I’ll try and get some from a nurse. Let’s just get you into a dry diapee,” she told me. She folded the front of the dry diaper onto me and taped both sides quickly. She left me in the open crib for a second while she balled up the old diaper and threw it away. A small sink sat in the exam room that she washed her hands in before returning to me.

She hugged me tightly and held me in her arms before sliding the crib side up where Bella was now snoring.

“I’m so glad you’re okay!” She told me as she stroked my hair and sat down in a chair. We watched Bella for a short while before Fred came back inside. A tall red-headed woman doctor walked into the room behind him.

I focused back on the bundle of fabric he held then, “Here, Amanda, this should work for something for Stacy to wear for now.”

She grabbed it from him, and I was a little annoyed that it was just a pink t-shirt onesie, but it was better than nothing! I held my hands up as she pulled it over me and snapped the crotch snaps shut. When she was done, Fred introduced the woman. “Amanda, this is Doctor Nickerson. She normally works over at the other main campus for the hospital system as the head of their pediatric surgery unit, but they called her over here to help out with the caseload.”

“Nice to meet you,” she said to Amanda and me. “Why don’t I start with… Bella?” she said as she looked at a tablet in her hands. She pulled the crib side down, and Amanda handed me to Fred so she could hold Bella’s hand as she stirred. “Mommy, can you go ahead and strip her of those clothes so I can get a better look at her?”

“Sure…” Amanda said nervously.

I watched as she began to strip her for a second before Fred carried me to a low counter in the room and laid me down on it. “While she’s looking over Bella, I want to get a look over you too,” he told me.

I just nodded and sat still for him as he gave me the most thorough physical examination I’d ever received.

“Did they do anything to you?” He asked me quietly.

“They tried to hypnotize me,” I told him.

“That didn’t work?” He looked at me knowingly.

I shook my head, “No.” Then, I shrugged and added, “I did take a fall from a nanny bot dropping dead while I was in its arms... but other than that, I don’t think I had anything happen?”

“I can see where he injected you,” he said, “I’m a little nervous there’s more than one hole. Did they say they did anything else?”

I shrugged, “I don’t think so? Maybe they just knocked me out again?”

I was surprised as he pulled the diaper off again and flipped me onto my stomach. “Mandy, you just changed her into this diaper, right?”

“Yes, why?”

He sighed, “There’s just some more loose stool here… along with a nasty rash.”

“I saw that. I don’t have any cream.”

“I’m sure a nurse can bring us some,” Dr. Nickerson said from where she was still looking at Bella.

As if reading her mind, a nurse came in the door right then, “They sent me to ask if you need anything, Doctor?”

“We need a couple of diapers for these two and a tube of the strongest rash cream you have. This little girl has one of the worst crashes I’ve seen.”

I thought she was speaking about me before I lifted my head and saw that Bella’s entire butt was one red welt. ‘How is she not bawling about that?’ I wondered.

She reappeared with the cream a couple minutes later, and we were soon both treated, diapered, and dressed in onesies again.

“You seem to be okay,” Fred told me. “But I still want them to do a panel on you to be sure you weren’t given anything else,” he said to me with a hug. “I’m so glad you’re okay!” He told me with tears in his eyes.

“Me too,” I told him.

We both watched as Doctor Nickerson used a scanning device on Bella and said, “We really do need to do some deeper scans on Bella here. I’m not sure what all has been done to her, and I want to be sure there are no nasty surprises for you all.”

“I want them to run a full tox panel on Stacy here, too,” Fred told her.

“Let me step out and get some tests set up for Bella, and then I’ll come to check on Stacy, and we’ll get that panel going.”

I endured a near repeat exam with Doctor Nickerson and had several vials of blood drawn before I watched them run many other scans on Bella while Fred held me.

Eventually, he suggested. “Switch?” to Amanda, tightly cuddling a now sleeping Bella.

“Sure,” she said.

He quickly whispered, “Wait until we get home before you tell the full story.”

I nodded and said, “I love you, Daddy!”

He kissed me and told Amanda, “I’m guessing she’s not had much to drink the last couple of hours. Why don’t you get her something?”

I looked at Amanda and said, “We don’t have to go anywhere…?”

She smiled at me, “Okay,” and opened up her blouse and bra for me to nurse while they kept checking Bella out and waiting for results. Finally, with everything that had happened, I fell asleep in her arms for a nice nap.
 

IT TOOK ABOUT four more hours before they were confident that Bella wouldn’t be in any medical danger if she left the hospital. Doctor Nickerson was very thorough in coming back and letting them know what findings she was able to come up with. Doctor Nickerson was reasonably sure most of what had been done to Bella had been through hypnosis. As far as she could tell, the only real physical injuries she’d suffered was the severe neglect of the diaper rash.

While we were waiting for Amanda and Bella to return from some sort of MRI scan, she had Fred bathe me in a nearby washroom they had. I wasn’t a fan of what ended up being an open room with nurses coming by my naked body and cooing, but at least the congealed blood and sweat were no longer pasted to my skin! The rash was again treated, and I was grateful that their cream seemed to work really well at soothing the itch and dulling the pain.

Just as we were finally getting to finish the paperwork to leave, the giant figure of Dean Sanders entered the room.

I gulped and worried that my escape would result in getting expelled from the university to daycare now! Her look of concern only made me more nervous.

“Amanda, how are your two baby girls?” she asked as I sat up rather blearily, blinking my eyes from the exhaustion threatening to send me back to sleep.

“Stacy here is not really too much worse for the wear. I’ll probably ask that you excuse her from classes the rest of the week, though?”

“Absolutely! We’ll even be willing to refund her tuition if you just feel she should stay at home with you now?”

“That’s not necessary,” Amanda replied warily as my heart sank. “She’s more than capable of being a successful student here. This doesn’t change anything with that. I just want to keep an eye on her and let her rest after this fiasco.”

Dean Sanders was skeptical but changed the subject slightly. “The news has been saying she was kidnapped by one of our own here?”

“I’m afraid I can’t say much, but they did say they’re sure that Doctor Nimitz was the one who kidnapped her,” Amanda told her.

“Dreadful…”

“You have no idea,” I said, sitting up and brushing out some hair that had fallen into my eyes.

“How did you escape?” She asked me.

My eyes narrowed, and I wondered if she’d had some part in the mess, “A lot of luck,” I told her. “It’s an ongoing investigation, and I was asked not to say much,” I told her semi-truthfully.

“I certainly wouldn’t want to interfere in the police investigation. Of course, we’ll have our own internal investigation going on through the university, too,” Dean Sanders replied.

“Of course,” I agreed.

She stayed for about five awkward minutes too long before leaving. Finally, when they released us to go home, Amanda was sat down in a wheelchair and held us on her lap as we were pushed out. Grandpa Joe, and a police officer he seemed to know well, walked on either side of us as we exited the building.

I listened to a hushed conversation with the two of them in the car. “The ring seems to have mostly been present there, but there were a couple empty offices and some faces we haven’t found yet. So keep an eye out still; that Venture crew isn’t gone completely,” he told Joe.

I couldn’t hear anything else as I was buckled into my car seat, and the door was closed.

I looked over at Bella sitting in her car seat, now awake. She was trying to stick her foot in her mouth for some reason like those other Littles had been doing. I supposed that was trained into them because it was a very babyish thing to do. The pacifier that she was nursing thankfully kept her toes from going inside as she wiggled and contorted her body as much as she could in the harness.

I felt sick and looked down at my wrist where the Little protect watch still sat. I wondered how they pulled off the student ID band that was supposed to be impossible to get off before realizing they probably had an in with the university to have one of the unique tools to remove it. ‘So much for being safe…?’ I thought. The LittleProtect watch had definitely lived up to its name, though! Even though there was a slight tear in part of the band’s coating, it held the watch tightly to my wrist. I looked and saw that I had earned more coins through my escape…

I put my hand down, though, and looked over at the side where Bella was. ‘I’m just glad we got her away from there!’

Relief flooded my body as we backed into the garage, and I heard the door closing. Amanda came to the side of the car and picked me up from my car seat while Fred picked up Bella. Soon she held both of us and carried us inside the living room.

Unfortunately, it was soon apparent that the happy ending didn’t seem like it was really in sight.

After a few minutes, Bella had wriggled a bit, and Amanda sat her down onto a blanket on the floor. The three of us watched as she struggled just to sit up. As she finally managed it, Grandpa Joe, Granny, and Megan came into the house together. That set Bella off entirely into a hysterical crying fit. No matter how much Amanda hugged her and bounced her, she wouldn’t quiet down. We all watched helplessly until she eventually put her to her breast, letting her nurse herself to sleep.

Grandpa Jo moved about the room and the house throughout her attempts. I was sure he was probably checking on the house but didn’t comment on it. After Bella was asleep, he finally sat down next to us on an adjacent recliner and said, “I checked the house and the room. We’re secure from bugs. What happened? The whole story,” he emphasized.

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