Fall to Earth

[Latias714]

((another SHORT story I did))

Slowly she woke… she barely remembered the fall to… uh… what was this planet again? Bri felt around her for her communication device, which would tell her where she was, but all she felt was soft padding. And someone had tied clothes around her waist. That was odd… she focused on herself, the blur suddenly becoming clearer. She was wearing something pink… but she wasn’t supposed to wear pink, only her official uniform as per the rules. Wait… uniform… communication device… she looked around frantically for her things, but the only thing around her was the soft padding under her, a pink blanket, and the bars of what appeared to be a prison. She took a closer look at what whoever had found her had dressed her in. It seemed to be a pink shirt with a piece that went down over her bottom, through her crotch, and secured itself to the front of the shirt. Under it was… not clothes but… a diaper! This wasn’t right! Along with the pink shirt (a onsie, if she wasn’t mistaken) and the… diaper… she was wearing pink socks with tiny frills on the top. She would deal with the diaper later. Right now, she had to get out of here. She gripped one of the prison bars and tried to stand…

“Ow!” she cried as pain shot through her legs, and she collapsed on the padding, frustrated. The magic shield she cast on herself before slamming into the earth protected her from broken bones and permanent damage, but landing on her legs still caused some intense soreness that probably would not go away for awhile. Then… she heard footsteps. There was speaking, but in a language she didn’t understand. She could fix that, though. She quickly drew up a spell that would allow her to communicate in the next language she heard. Halfway through creating it, though, she cried out in surprise as she was lifted from the padding by a creature several times her size. The spell only half complete, it sank in, and she began to understand the creatures, but she was worried since she didn’t get to finish.

“Look at her eyes, Tim, aren’t they beautiful?” It was a female voice.

“She sure is an adorable baby, isn’t she?” responded a male voice. Wait… baby?

“I’m not a baby!” she said defiantly. This only seemed to amuse the giants, they chuckled and the one who had picked her up, the female, held her closer to her chest.

“Don’t you worry little girl, you’re safe with us, we won’t let any harm come to you.” She said, stroking her hair. Everything was so soft… the padding in her cell… the touch of the creatures… their clothes… even the diaper she was wearing… wait, diaper! She remembered what she was wearing, and reached down to try to unfasten the front of her onsie. It seemed to be fastened together by metal connecters. She picked at them until the female gently took her hands and cooed to her,

“No no, baby, don’t touch that okay?”

“But… but… I’m not a baby and I shouldn’t be wearing diapers!” she tried to say.

“Yep, that’s your onsie, isn’t it?” the female said, chuckling. Argh, the humans didn’t understand her. Her spell was stopped too soon. It must sound like gibberish to anyone who doesn’t know the language… she tried again to pick at her clothes, and this time she yelped in surprise as she felt a tiny sting. The female had lightly smacked her hand away.

“Only mommy and daddy are allowed to take off your diaper, baby can’t do it herself.” She said in a voice a bit more stern then last time. Stern yet gentle. Her elders had always told her to respect those that grant her hospitality, but this was ridiculous!

“Please, I’m not a baby and I don’t-“ she couldn’t finish her sentence as a rubber nipple-like object with a large ovalish plastic front was inserted into her mouth.

“Shh… I think someone’s cranky, that’ll help, okay hun?” The female voice said, cooing to her in a very soothing manner. Bri finally gave up and rested her head on the female’s shoulder, starting to cry.

“It’s okay, baby… I know you miss your parents… but… we have something to tell you… we know you probably don’t understand (more than you know, lady Bri thought) but we have to tell you anyway, it helps us too. Your parents, they took you on one of their hiking trips, only… they met up with a bear, and they both died trying to save your life. Your parents are gone, sweetie… your parents are…” she couldn’t finish, as she started to cry herself. She started to rub Bri’s back as she cradled her against her chest, which, Bri had to admit, felt wonderful. It was the man’s turn to speak.

“I’m Tim, this is Helen… we’re your new parents. We found you all alone in the woods, naked, not even wearing a diaper. You were almost dead. We took you in and cared for you until you were feeling better. And now that you have no parents… we have both been trying to have a baby since we married, but it seems we are both sterile. Welcome to the family, little one.” He kissed her on the head. She sighed and tried to calm her own crying.

“That’s right, baby… we’re here for you.” Said the female, or ‘Helen’ as it were, in a calming voice. The man walked out, to where who knows. Helen took Bri over to a nearby rocking chair and started rocking back and forth. Even though she was upset and angry that she was being treated like a baby, this felt kind of… relaxing. She couldn’t believe that she was admitting it to herself, but where she came from, everything was so official, there was no one to care for you past infancy, which that in itself didn’t last long… everything was basically one big business, and if you weren’t a citizen, you were in the military. This care she was receiving… even if it was being a baby, it wasn’t so bad… just then, Tim walked in, but she didn’t see what he was carrying. Suddenly, the rubber nipple she was sucking on was removed.

“But… but… I was just getting used to-“ was all she managed to say before another nipple was put in her mouth. She was lowered into a cradled position on her back in Helen’s arms, while she held a bottle of milk, which Bri was now sucking on. The milk was warm, and it had been a long time since she had last eaten, before she even left her homeworld and was sent through the rift to this planet. She sucked on it hungrily, it felt good on her dry throat. As she sucked on it, the couple both looked down at her, and it was easy to see they wanted to keep her happy, to care for her. She sighed on the inside (because she would have choked on the milk otherwise) and realized she was getting quite full. The bottle was just under halfway done. She stopped sucking on it and gave a contented sigh (on the outside this time, of course). She was sat up with her chin resting on Helen’s shoulder, and Helen started patting her back. She blushed deeply when she realized what they were doing, and before she could stop herself, she let out a tiny burp.

“I still don’t want to be a baby…” she told them.

“You certainly are a talkative little thing, aren’t you? Here’s your pacifier, little one,” Helen said, putting the ‘pacifier’ back in her mouth. She hated to admit it, but she kind of missed it when it had been taken out. All that milk must have done its work. She felt the need to pee. She started squirming around, trying to get down out of Helen’s arms, but she was just so little compared to these beings that it was getting her nowhere. The urge was getting worse.

“What’s wrong hun? Did I not burp you enough? Are you uncomfortable?” Bri was placed back on Helen’s shoulder and patted again. She whined and tried to tell them what she needed but with the pacifier in her mouth, she could just babble like a… she wasn’t going to finish that thought. She finally couldn’t take it anymore, whether she wanted to do it or not, her bladder released itself, and she could feel her diaper swelling and growing warmer. She was so embarrassed, she started to cry again, burying her face in Helen’s shirt, making little wet circles where her tears were absorbed.

“She’s crying again Tim… what do you think she needs?”

“Check her diaper.”

“Oh yes, of course.” Helen said sheepishly. “I haven’t cared for a baby before in case you forgot.” She said in a teasing manner. Bri felt two fingers slip inside the waistband of her soaked diaper, and then the squishy padding being tested between a thumb and finger.

“Oh my, she’s wet alright.” Helen said, smiling. “Time to change the baby’s diaper!”

“Pwease no…” Bri whined, the reason for the slur of words being her pacifier.

“Shh, we’re going, we’re going.” Helen said reassuringly. Bri was laid down on another pad, but this one had no bars on it, it was just higher than the last one. Her pink onsie was unfastened, and she looked down to see a tiny baby’s diaper with little pink prints, and it fit her perfectly. And it was soaked. Helen unfastened the diaper and brought out a tub of baby wipes, taking one from the dispenser and wiping Bri till she was clean. The wipe was placed in the diaper, the diaper rolled up into a ball and thrown into a nearby pail. Helen grabbed a fresh diaper from under the table, unfolded it, took a hold of Bri’s ankles and lifted her bum up, placed the diaper under her, grabbed a nearby bottle of baby powder, sprinkled it all over Bri’s front and bum, then set her down and brought the diaper up between her legs and taped it snugly in place. Bri stared down at the diaper… she wiggled her legs experimentally. The diaper felt bulky to her, and it gave her legs the appearance that they were spread out. With her diaper fully exposed and her socks and unfastened onsie, she looked up at Helen, then back down at herself. She really did look like a baby compared to them… Her onsie was brought up between her legs and re fastened. Tim made a motion with his hands outstretched, and Helen scooped up Bri and handed her to him. Tim had somewhat of a fresh scent compared to the perfumey smell of Helen, with a hint of cologne. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. It was a pleasant smell.

“Aww, I think she likes you.” Helen said, smiling. Bri felt her back being rubbed again. Ooh… it felt so good. She grabbed onto his shirt with her little hands for security, and let out a yawn, which caused her pacifier to fall out. Before she could whine for it, Tim placed it back in her mouth.

Why am I acting like this… she thought to herself. Damnit, I’m 162 years old, and I should ACT like it! But… this treatment feels so… nice… and this couple is so kind to me… gah, I cannot decide. Her emotions were conflicting inside her as she thought about her situation. Tim carried Bri into the living room and laid down on the couch with Bri on his chest. With the bottle of warm milk in her tummy and a fresh dry diaper, she was starting to feel tired. Unconsciousness wasn’t productive sleep, so she was still tired despite only being awake for about an hour now. And it was dark outside on this alien planet. She barely noticed the light of a television being turned on, the sound was very low. She drifted off to sleep, Tim still stroking her back.

[Roman]

This was a very interesting story, they are really caring for someone probably triple+ their age. O_O

[hbcrayons]

Very good writing! Loved the story!