Buyer's Remorse

With a sigh, Sydney gave a half hearted tug on the thin leather strap. The green lacquered whale rolled across the carpet. Leaning back, she stared at the distant ceiling.

Ornate glass gummy bears lined a shelf above her, leering down at her. The (now) petite blonde felt a small crease form at the edge of her lips.

She could see Katie puttering about in the garden, moving things in preparation for the afternoon. The towering brunette had set a small ice bucket on a low table, the thin neck of a bottle of Riesling rising above the edge. The amazon jumped as the tall bars of the playpen popped open, Rising very near her bust.

She knelt down and lifted her crib mate Hannah inside. The pudgy beast giggled and burbled, Sydney couldn't hear it but she'd spent enough time with her to know she was pleased.

"At least I can't smell it this time." She whispered. Sydney beamed, stretching her legs and luxuriating in the sensation of smooth skin on her fashionable dress.

Giggling, she rose to her feet, taking a few tentative steps. 'Why did I choose heels?' She thought, striding towards the door to meet Katie as she entered the enormous home. The giant woman wore a pair of green shorts and a black top, she'd given her shoulder length locks a gentle waving curl.

"Yes Ma'am?" She sang through gritted teeth.

Katie smirked, reaching down to poke Sydney's button nose. "Don't get saucy with me squirt, I warned you about this."

Sydney felt her temple tense, her lips strained as she forced her smile to remain in place. "Yes Katie." She said, the chill in her voice freezing her teeth as it passed by lips that would have been pale if not for her natural lipstick.

"I'm serious Sydney, I will put you in something age appropriate if you keep giving me attitude." Katie said cool. "You want Ivy to see you in a romper and pigtails?"

Sydney shook her head, colour draining from her face. "No!?"

"Good. Now, put Ishmael away and get ready. Nicole says they're nearly here." Katie strode past, her hip inches from her nose. The little blonde darted back to the little whale.

Stooping, she tugged it along towards the end of the couch with mincing reversed steps.

As she shouldered the toy onto the low shelf, the doorbell rang. Sydney scampered through the hall, taking her place behind Katie's leg.

As Katie reached for the knob, Sydney scrutinized her caretaker's pockets. The brass buttons slightly above eye level, furrowed her brow, Sydney tried to force herself to remember a time before the treatment, when Sydney was the taller of the pair. She had vivid memories, but each time she traced them in her mind, they got hazier. More...dreamlike.

The door swung open, and Sydney took an involuntary step back. Her head craned upwards. Nicole's body loomed above Katie so much that Sydney could probably have between her legs without stooping.

Her heart stopped, Ivana was set against the towering woman's hip. Her lean legs clad in thick booties and uncovered. She wore a shirt sundress, pushed outwards by a comically thick diaper - her brown hair done up in pigtails and ribbons.  Her friend's face was mottled red, thick tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to hide behind Nicole's head.

"No!" She squeaked, a small hand pressed against her mouth. "This was supposed..."

Katie dropped a hand, pressing against her shoulder and causing the diminutive woman to wobble on her heels. "Sorry, Syd's just experiencing a bit of buyers remorse."

Nicole smirked down at her, then slowly planted Ivana on the ground in front of the little blonde. "Oh I understand. Ivana was insisting she be allowed to wear a pair of trousers today." She swatted one of the sobbing woman's pigtails with her fingers. "Like she has a say."

Ivana barely glanced at Sydney, tugging her sundress down as hard as she could. Sydney's stomach turned, her guest looked less mature than Hannah. Grimacing, Sydney turned her head back up to the towering women beside her, desperate to be included in their conversation.

The diapered woman had come to be small involuntarily, unlike Sydney. A jealous ex had shrunk Ivana at work. Sydney had just been curious.

The mortified, pigtailed-brunette tried to waddle inside, when Nicole gave a hard tug on a nylon strap. Sydney watched as Ivana was pulled back, the teddy bear on her back holding her in place with a thin nylon lead.

Ivana sobbed, her cheeks puffing out from behind a pacifier. Sydney felt cold, folding her arms under her bust. The two diminished women regarded one another while their caretakers, owners, discussed the world they'd both left behind

'Will Katie do this to me? Why did I do this to myself?' She shifted on her heels, unable to look her friend in the eye. Ivana toddled past her, careful not to extend the lead to much. A sharp finger drew the little blonde back to reality as Katie glared down at her.

As the door shut, Sydney slowly followed the three women deeper into the home. She paused in the living room as the giants stepped outside, watching in cold dread as Ivana was deposited in the playpen with Hannah. "I hope I at least get some wine..."