Exchanged (Diaper Dimension)

Chapter 15
Train Wreck

AMANDA HAD FED me from her breast again. I couldn’t help but notice it was becoming more mundane to me to be presented with the large orb of flesh. A diaper change followed and she lay me down in the crib for a nap that I took advantage of. As much as we didn’t change my sleep patterns with the nanites, I couldn’t help but notice I was still taking naps like a baby at least once or twice a day!

After my nap Amanda as dressed me in a swim diaper and swimsuit she asked, “I assume you don’t mind swimming?”

I shook my head and grew excited. Before she let me up, she took some sunscreen and covered me from face to toe with it. A small swim cap was then pulled over my hair.

I smiled at her and hugged her when she had finished getting me ready. “Thank you!”

She laughed and said, “If all it takes to keep you happy is a swimming pool, I might have to see about getting it enclosed!”

I nodded as she carried me out of the nursery and we ran into Fred who had just changed into his own swimsuit. “Here, why don’t you take the princess outside while Mommy changes into her suit.”

“Okay,” he said and gave her a kiss as she handed me over.

“Ick,” I said for effect.

He laughed and squeezed me tight, “you make things a lot more fun, but you sure are squeamish about Mommy and Daddy kissing!” He tickled my side through the swimsuit and I giggled.

“Go throw her in the water and I guarantee she’ll stop caring about it,” Amanda said with a smile.

“Throw you in the water, huh?” He said. He walked downstairs and asked, “Did she mean like this?”

I went flying up in the air as he tossed me into the air like I had seen many daddies do with their babies before. I felt my face redden, as my nerves made my diaper grow warm, but also couldn’t help but smile. I had no doubts he would catch me, and of course he did.

I giggled, “Again Daddy!” I told him with a smile.

He tossed me up again and then hugged me before walking through the back door and out into the backyard. “So, your mommy tells me she thinks you’re part fish…”

“I’m not a fish!” I told him with a smile.

“Is that so?” He said as he opened the gate.

“Uh-uh, I’m a dolphin. They’re mammals,” I told him while enjoying his attention. This was the most time I’d seen him without Amanda. I could kind of see what she saw in him when she married him.

“What happens if a shark comes along?” He joked with me as he waded into the water.

“Then I attack them,” I said with a smile, “everyone knows sharks don’t mess with dolphins!”

He laughed and placed me down in the water where I began treading water. “Thank you,” I told him though, and reached over to hug him around his neck. “You are way nicer than I ever could have hoped for,” I told him.

“You’re welcome,” he said and I could see there were some tears in his eyes that he blinked away, “Okay my little dolphin, go swim,” he told me with a smile.

I did as I was told and began swimming laps back and forth across the pool like I had yesterday. The only thing that I felt like slowed me down was the stupid diaper… but I knew that wouldn’t be something I could negotiate my way out of. Even if they trusted me here, there was no way any Amazon in this world was going to risk a little pooping in their pool!

I counted eighty laps when I decided I was feeling tired and flipped on my back to just float and look up at the clouds. I had noted Fred and Amanda swimming off to the side while I swam. Fred was enjoying a beer, but I hadn’t paid them a lot of attention. I knew they’d been carefully watching me like hawks, just in case I started having problems. The water lapped at me as I drifted on my back and remembered back to when I was nine or ten and would spend nearly every day at the pool with my friends. I’d always bring some sort of diving toys to go swim down to pick up and we would see who could get them soonest.

I squealed suddenly as I was unexpectedly picked up.

“I thought dolphins were able to fend off shark attacks?” Fred joked with me as I found myself in a cradle carry in his arms.

“Well they are when they’re paying attention…” I told him and stuck my tongue out at him.

He squeezed me into a hug and said, “Okay, your mommy said it’s time for us to get out before you shrivel up like a raisin.”

I looked at my skin and had to admit that wasn’t that far off the truth. “Do I have to?”

He laughed, “Yes, or it’ll be both our heads.”

“Where’d she go?” I asked him looking around as he wrapped me in a towel.

“Your Aunt Cassie called a few minutes ago and she’s talking to her on the phone inside. I’m curious what your Granny and Chloe have said about you…”

“What do you think they’ve said?”

“Well I’m sure both will agree you’re the prettiest and cutest little they’ve ever seen!” He said as he tickled my side, “Or at least while you smile like that.” He told me and touched my nose gently with his.

“And…?”

“Well I’m sure Granny probably thinks the world of you since you handled yourself maturely the whole day. Meanwhile Chloe probably is telling her that they need to convince us to take your teeth, walking, and talking away as quickly as can be done…” He sighed, “I shouldn’t talk bad about any of Mommy’s family, but Chloe is the nutty sister.”

I hugged him and said, “Yes she is!”

We walked through the back door into the house and I looked to see Amanda sitting at the kitchen table smiling. Clearly the conversation wasn’t going badly at least. “Oh, they just walked in, just a sec,” she told her sister. “Daddy do you think you can manage to get our daughter in a new diaper and dressed? Cassie wants to meet us for dinner in about an hour…”

Fred looked down at me and I knew I had to look terrified. The thought of him changing me kind of scared me on one hand, but I knew this wasn’t going to be a one-time thing so I just gave him a slight nod.

“Daddy can handle that!” He said with a smile as he tossed me in the air without warning.

I squealed.

“Not inside,” Amanda muttered before saying into the phone, “Yes, Fred’s helping me out, but I swear having a husband is like having another kid sometimes… Stacy is definitely more mature…”

I giggled at that as Fred carried me upstairs. I couldn’t help but look at his hairy chest and think about the fact that would never again be my body… not that it had been that hairy to begin with mind you! “Hmm… Let’s see, what do I do first with the baby?” He asked as walked into the nursery with a smile on his face.

“Seriously?” I asked under my breath.

“Well I guess we have to skin the fish first, huh?”

“Dolphin, mammal,” I told him back while sticking my tongue out at him. He sat me down on my feet on the changing table and pulled the swimsuit off my shoulders and down my legs to have me step out of it. The diaper came off next before he carried me to the nearby bathroom and pulled the showerhead down.

My hair was still in the swimming cap so he could ignore my hair, and just sprayed the rest of me down with some warm water and some soap quickly before gathering me back in the towel, “I’m pretty sure Mommy doesn’t believe I can do this,” he told me with a smile before laying me down on the changing table. “Let’s see, this is the end that goes in front, right?” He asked with a wink and held the back up of one of the princess diapers.

I shook my head, “Don’t quit your day job to be a comedian.”

He smiled at me and put the diaper correctly under my bottom, rubbed some powder quickly over me, and then taped it up. I had been a little worried about a man doing that - especially now that I was a girl - but ‘Daddy’ had completely disarmed me by now. He left me lying on the table strapped down for a moment before coming back with one of the dresses we had picked up earlier.

The dress he held was a sleeveless blue dress that was smocked all over the short bodice. Like most babies dresses it flared quickly out to its wide skirt. At the top sat a white collar that I had been told in the shop was called a ‘peter pan’ collar. The smocking made a little diamond pattern across the front, and they had also added some tiny roses every few inches. It was the kind of dress that truly would make any baby girl look adorable! I groaned a bit when I realized I was going to again be that adorable baby girl a moment later when he undid the strap and sat me up.

I watched actually kind of amused as he looked at the buttons that extended all the way down back of the dress trying to figure out how to make it work. While he was doing so the bloomers that came with the dress rested at my feet and I decided to help him out. I pulled them up while he was still looking at the dress and he said, “Hey…”

“What? You don’t want Mommy to think you can’t dress me, do you?” I told him.

He grumbled, “She’d never let me live it down…”

“Okay, so she undid about the top five buttons earlier, do the same thing and pull it over my head like a t-shirt,” I instructed him.

I laughed as he struggled with the tiny buttons for a moment before he pulled it over my head as instructed and began buttoning it up to the top again. I waited patiently and he suddenly pulled the shower cap off my head having forgotten it was there. He seemed a little flustered going to look for shoes and socks while my hair was mostly a mess in the braid that had been under the swim cap. He returned with two dainty laced white socks that he put on my feet followed by a new pair of black Mary Janes we had picked out earlier that didn’t hurt like the first pair I had tried on.

“So, you’re not worthless as a daddy?” Amanda came in dressed nicely in a sundress.

“I haven’t done her hair yet…” He said.

“Well that’s okay, I’ll take care of that for the princess. Did Daddy put your diaper on right?” She teased and pulled the dress up to check. “Hmm… not on backwards… The dress is on right too…” she smiled at me. “I guess I’m out of a job, Daddy is the new Mommy!” She told me with a smile and squeezed me tight.

“I don’t think I’m quite…” He smiled nervously.

“Oh, don’t worry, we know you don’t have the milk factory that a real Mommy has, huh?” She asked me with a smile. “I’ll do her hair if you’ll go get dressed in something a little less straight from the pool?”

“Okay honey…” he told her and walked away.

“Good job giving him tips,” she told me with a smile. I gave her a confused look and she pointed to the baby monitor.

I laughed, “Don’t tell him you know,” I whispered.

“Don’t worry,” she told me and gave me a squeeze, “You two seemed to finally starting to hit it off,” she told me with a smile as she sat me down at the edge of the changing table and began brushing my hair.

“I hadn’t really talked to him much before.”

“He is kind of quiet… probably as much trouble for him to warm up to you as it was for you to warm up to him,” she told me seriously. “But just remember he’s all mine,” she said and pointed the hairbrush menacingly at me.

“We can’t share?” I asked with a smile.

“I guess…” she said and went back to work. She wove my hair into twin braids and tied off each with a bow that matched the blue on my dress. She pushed me back and looked side-to-side at my head before giving me a hug and saying, “I know it may be hard to believe but I really do love you as my own already.”

I smiled at her but couldn’t think of an appropriate reply.

“Come on, we need to go meet your Aunt Cassie and your cousins…”

I hugged her tightly and tried not to shake but apparently failed, “Don’t worry, she’s not like Chloe…”

“But didn’t you say she took out her little’s teeth and he can only crawl?”

She looked a little bit surprised I remembered everything, but said, “Yes she did that to Neville… but he can still talk. He also still has a few teeth…”

“Why leave some?” I asked nervously.

“I don’t have the slightest clue Princess… I know she got paranoid about Neville making a run for it when Chloe’s littles tried… I think that’s why she did that to him.”

I sighed, “You can understand why I’m nervous, right?”

She shook her head, “Remember you are MY baby, not hers. I won’t let anyone do that to you and neither will Daddy, huh?” She said.

“Nope!” He said as he gave both of us a hug. “Where are we meeting them?”

“That diner in her part of town, I think it’s called Carmichaels?” she told him.

“Helpful to know the place we’re going?”

She slugged him in the arm, “I know where we’re going even if I don’t know the name. Now let’s get going so they aren’t sitting there waiting for us all night.”

“Yes Mommy,” he said with a smile. She kissed him, and before I could say something, we were all walking downstairs together. Fred grabbed the diaper bag and before I knew it, we were in her car pulling out and driving towards yet another crazy Aunt.

I just sat through the trip nervously wondering what this member of the family was going to be like. The drive to the diner wasn’t short so I had plenty of time to think. “What are the names of Aunt Cassie’s… kids?” I asked.

“Kristina is her oldest real baby… she’ll turn four next month,” she added the last part and I groaned internally knowing she was certain to be bigger than me. “Klara is the youngest and just turned two… she’s in the middle of what she called potty-training boot camp with her right now…” I felt even more self-conscious knowing the two-year old would be out of diapers before me. “And then of course Neville is her baby…”

“How old is he?”

“Twenty-six I think…” she said.

“How long…?”

“Has she had him?”

“Uh-huh,” I said.

“About a year now…”

‘Poor guy,’ I thought.

I was quiet then as I thought about all of the possibilities ahead of me. The little I had spoken to on my trip before had mentioned how real Amazon babies would pick on littles. I had eliminated about half of the responses to my posting simply because they had kids of their own already. I could only imagine how embarrassing it must be for their little to watch two baby girls be potty-trained, while he was stuck crawling in dirty diapers instead.

The car came to a stop and Amanda said, “They’re here already,” she said as she pointed across the parking lot. I heard her shout “Hey!” as she went over to say hi and Fred opened my door since he was on my side of the car.

“You ready for this?” He asked me.

I shook my head, “Not really, you?”

He laughed, “Not really…”

I was picked up carefully and he threw the baby bag over his other shoulder. “Amanda she is so cute!!!!!!!” the woman who I surmised was Cassie cooed at me. She held a girl who I assumed was her youngest daughter in her arms. “I’m your Aunt Cassie, and this is your cousin Klara!” she said to me in a sing-song mothers voice.

Aunt Cassie herself looked like she was a cross between her mother and Amanda. Her darker hair and shorter height seemed to be the biggest differences, but they had the same noses and similar body shapes.

“Hi,” I said politely, “I’m Stacy.” I mentally berated myself since I knew she knew that… but it seemed polite.

“Oh, she is polite!” she said to Amanda, “You weren’t kidding!” She looked down at Klara and said, “You want to see your Aunt Mandy?”

The little girl in her arms looked excited to do so and hugged Amanda tight when handed over. Aunt Cassie extended her arms out and pretty much demanded to get to hold me with her body language. “Come see your Aunt Cassie?” She asked. Fred and I sighed simultaneously but I think we both knew there was no other polite option. I was handed over and hugged tight to the strange lady’s chest. “Are they not feeding you anything?” She asked me.

“Mandy she’s lighter than I think Klara was when she was born!”

Amanda laughed and said, “She’s close, but not quite that light… Shall we go inside?”

Cassie carried me in and then played with my braids and my dress while we waited for the hostess. “How many?” the lady asked.

“We need five chairs, one with a booster, and three high chairs please,” Amanda said.

“Big Girl Aunty Mandy!” Klara demanded.

She looked at Cassie who nodded, “Make that two booster seats and two high chairs,” she sighed.

“Give us just about fifteen minutes,” the lady said to us.

Cassie turned and faced me towards the man I knew must be her husband. He stood shorter than Amanda, but taller than Cassie it seemed. His scruffy looking red hair seemed to match the long scruffy beard he had. Something about him just felt rugged and a little bit intimidating to me. “This is your Uncle Kevin. Say ‘Hi’” she said as she waved my arm. “And that’s your cousin Neville!” She made me wave at him too.

Neville was clearly not actually a blood member of the family. He was black haired and fairly buff like an athlete actually. He looked to have two feet of height on me, but the pacifier in his mouth and the exposed diaper under his onesie left no doubt what his place was in the world. He stared at me with a vacant look that just seemed to indicate no one was home. It both confused and terrified at the same time - vaguely reminding me of someone I once met that was just fried from drug abuse. I smiled at him shyly before I turned and looked at Amanda who seemed to be holding in a giggle. I glared at her and she quietly let it out then. I sighed and was distracted next as Cassie sat down and I was face-to-face with the ‘oldest’ of her family.

“This is your cousin Kristina!” Cassie said regaining my attention with a smile.

“Baby!” Kristina said to me.

I sighed, “Hi Kristina,” I said with a smile. ‘Maybe if I treat the creatures with kindness, they’ll repay it someday…’

She looked at her mom confused, “Not baby?”

Cassie laughed and said, “Oh definitely a baby, she just talks like you do, but see she has a diapee on!” My dress was pulled up and the bloomers down without any warning.

I turned bright red and looked as Amanda had set Klara down and the girl toddled over to see me too. “Hi Klara,” I said with a smile.

She looked shocked and said, “Mommy uppy!”

“I guess she’s jealous,” Cassie said and handed me over to Amanda who had sat down next to her. “I hate to give her back Mandy, she’s gorgeous!”

Amanda took me back and gave me a reassuring squeeze before saying, “Yes she is.”

“We have your table ready,” a waitress said to us a moment later.

Seating with two real toddlers and two fake babies seemed to take on a whole new level of chaos. Amanda ended up seated to my right and Fred to my left. I was very appreciative of the protection that I felt they gave me even as I felt myself turn red from embarrassment as the bib was put over my dress and a bottle of apple juice placed on the tray in front of me.

“Oh no, they gave you a regular high chair Mandy, we should get a little’s one…” she said to her.

I looked down and thought everything seemed normal to me with this one. I looked in confusion across the table to Neville and realized things were not so normal there. His high chair had arm and leg straps that he was being restrained by.

Amanda laughed, “She’s a good baby girl, she doesn’t need straps.” She kissed the top of my head and squeezed me gently from the side. “Besides, look at her size, and look at the size of Neville’s chair. She’d never be able to reach the straps!”

Cassie looked… more glared… at me and I realized jealousy was showing on her face. “How did you get one so little?”

“Think of her as an exchange student,” Amanda said. “She’s from the other dimension.”

I watched as she furrowed her brow and said, “Are they all this small?”

I turned and looked at Amanda who shrugged, “I don’t know… I think it’s because it wasn’t her first visit?”

The waitress came by then to get food orders and started at their side of the table. “She’ll have your grilled cheese,” she said pointing towards Klara, “and she’ll have your chicken and fries,” she said pointing towards Kristina. “I’ll have the Chicken Caesar Salad.”

“Good, anything for your little boy?” She asked.

“I’ve got his food in my bag… would you mind heating it up though? He likes it better when it’s warm.”

“Sure ma’am, if you’ll hand it to me, I’m sure we can help out this cutie.” She reached her hand out and I watched a jar come out of the bag. On the label I caught a quick glance at an adult woman little in nothing but a diaper and a bib, that barely covered her breasts, look as if she was enjoying being fed the concoction. I just managed to read, “Haggis, tripe, and turnips” on the side of it as the waitress tucked it into the pocket of her little waitress apron. ‘That sounds beyond disgusting…’ I thought to myself.

She went to Kevin and he ordered a chicken fried steak that sounded infinitely more palatable than that baby food. A part of me worried just what Amanda would be feeding me as the waitress first took Fred’s order, which ended up being the same as Kevin’s.

“And for you ma’am?”

“I’ll have the roast beef melt sandwich,” she told her.

“Fries okay?”

“That’s fine.”

“And for the little princess?” She asked with a smile towards me that she hadn’t given to Neville.

“Macaroni and cheese?” Amanda said looking towards me.

“Grilled Cheese?” I countered, “Please?”

“Grilled cheese it is,” Amanda told her.

“Would you like that to come with fries or apple slices?”

“Let’s do the apples,” she said much to my dismay. She leaned over and whispered, “You can have a couple of my fries, it’s not like you eat all that much anyway…”

I sighed but said, “Thank you,” to her nonetheless.

As the waitress left, I noticed that everyone on the other side of the table seemed to be staring at us like we were aliens. “Why in the world did you let her have a choice?” Cassie asked, “She’s a baby… they don’t get choices.”

“She’s my baby, I say she gets a choice,” Amanda said with a finality that left no room to discussion. “So how has work been going Cassie?” She asked trying to change the subject.

“Oh, you know… same old thing this time of year. I get paid well to be an accountant, but I get tired of having to explain to the bosses why they can’t do this or that…”

I began to quietly tune out the drivel coming from her mouth and paid a bit more attention to what Neville was doing. He seemed to stare at me in wonder for some reason and I couldn’t help but ask myself why. I tore my gaze from him and looked at Klara and Kristina coloring in some coloring books their dad had handed them. I was kind of jealous as it was boring listening to Cassie talk, but I turned my attention back to her in time to hear, “So have you scheduled her appointments yet?”

“Which appointments?” Amanda asked.

“The ones with Doctor Wagner’s office. He did such great work on Neville and Chloe’s girls, I figured you’d want him to do Stacy’s too.”

“What work?” Fred asked. I didn’t know him well, but I knew this wasn’t the happy ‘daddy’ voice from earlier. This was more the ‘I will beat you if you hurt my daughter’ voice.

“Well her teeth and legs of course,” she said like saying the sky was blue.

“We are not removing her teeth and she is going to keep using her legs like she already does,” Fred told her.

“You realize she’ll just run at the first chance…”

“We’re not going to do that, end of discussion Cassie,” Amanda said.

An awkward silence filled the air then that was broken thankfully by plates of food being delivered for most of us, except the bowl of goop that was delivered next to Cassie’s plate. I felt my stomach turn at the contents of that bowl and I swore I could smell it from across the table. “Here you go sweetie,” the waitress said as she brought my plate. “Mommy do you want me to put it in front of her?”

“Yes, go ahead, she can feed herself.”

I watched as Cassie’s face scrunched up and Neville looked red and embarrassed. Kristina and Klara seemed to be equally in shock at that pronouncement. For my part I looked at the large sandwich and asked, “Mommy, could you cut it up another time for me please?”

“Why sure baby,” she told me and did that for me. “You be a good girl and chew really good,” she warned me.

“Yes Mommy,” I told her.

I made sure to carefully chew every bite of the sandwich as the awkward silence carried on. It was broken a few moments later when Klara said, “Mommy I need go potty!”

“Hold on just a second baby,” she said to her. The just a second seemed to be too long though because I saw the poor girl start to cry.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Cassie asked as she pulled her dress up for the entire world to see the wet pull-up.

“I didn’t mean to…” she whined.

“Well if you’re going to wet your pants like your brother then you can certainly stay in that wet diapee until we’re done eating like him too.”

I felt my mouth drop in shock as I realized her attitude wasn’t just negative towards Neville. Amanda sighed beside me, “She’s two Cassie, accidents happen. Especially on a day like this.”

“If you don’t want me to tell you how to parent Mandy then don’t do it to me,” she said curtly.

For my part I took a bite of an apple slice and watched Cassie angrily feed a spoonful of the goop to Neville. He grimaced but he must have been starving because he still swallowed it. Klara was a mass of tears and ended up shoving her plate to the ground in her fit. I watched in horror as Cassie grabbed her, flipped her over and pulled the wet Pull-up down right in the restaurant and spanked her. As if that wasn’t enough of a horror though she said, “You want to be a baby like your brother that’s fine Klara,” she proceeded to grab another bib from Neville’s diaper bag, tied it on her, and fed her the goop that was supposed to be Neville’s meal. I watched in horror as she forced her mouth open for every bite and the poor girl spit most of it back out each time. Her bib was quickly getting covered in the goop.

I felt like I was watching a train wreck in that I couldn’t turn away from the horrible scene. My appetite was lost by then and I sat my sandwich back down on the plate. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one, “Excuse me, can we get a few boxes for our meals and the check?” Fred asked.

“What?” Cassie looked angrily at us all.

I looked at Amanda who just looked at her and shrugged her shoulders, “Cassie you’re my sister and I love you, but I can’t sit here and watch while you treat your babies like this, insult me, and more importantly make me sick.” The boxes appeared and Fred and Amanda quickly took their meals and mine and boxed them up. “I’d offer to change Klara for you, but I suspect I would be refused.” I was gathered in Amanda’s arms while Fred grabbed everything else and we left.

“Bitch!” Cassie said loud enough for the whole restaurant to hear, but we just moved to the cashier and tried to pay.

“Your meal is on the house,” the manager at the desk said, “Thank you for standing up to her.”

Amanda asked, “Are you sure?”

“Yes ma’am, I am.”

“I’m so sorry about this…” she told him.

He shrugged, “They’ve come in pretty regularly, but when they come up here to pay, I’m going to let them know they are no longer welcome here.”

We made it to the car and Amanda burst into tears as she sat me in the car seat.