[#230] Calm

I looked up at Mommy and Daddy and felt a heaviness in my chest.  Something was definitely wrong here!  I couldn't stand up.  I couldn't even grab the tapes on my diaper.  My diaper?  No, it wasn't mine... someone else put me in it.  I sucked my pacifier for comfort and tried to figure out what was going on.

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"She's calm right now, but I can see a bit of panic in her eyes."

"Don't you worry about that, dearie, she's just getting used to things. You know how Dependent's can be when they're first minted."

"With all the news of rebellious Dependent's though, I'm a bit worried..."

"Darling, does she look like she's going anywhere?"

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I opened my mouth to argue.  To fight back, or... or something.  But the pacifier bulb kept me quiet and docile.  It never even occurred to me to take it out.  I stumbled to get to my feet and immediately fell backward on my diapered bottom.  I felt a wetness spread along the inside of my diaper and fresh tears filled my eyes.

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"The poor girl can't even walk, what kind of rebellion could she pose? Truly I think those news reports are more fluff and bluster from the InDependent movement, you know, propaganda? We paid good money for her and look at the craftsmanship."

"I do suppose you're right..."

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I knew they were talking about me!  But I didn't know what they were saying.  Just garbled words, unless they talked in cooing high-pitched voices, like I was nothing but a baby!  But I wasn't!  I wasn't a baby!  And I started to cry in protest.

Then Mommy put something in my hands.  A stuffed bunny.  It... it started to sing to me...

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"Oh well would you look at that, I guess there's nothing to be worried about." The woman smiled, and looked at the girl with the bunny in her hands. What a troublesome woman she'd been, daring to sleep with her husband at work, but he'd agreed to have her converted and now everything was right where it needed to be. What a world.