Angela squinted her eyes. As she did not want to disturb the rest of the sleeping babies, she refused to turn on the lights. However, despite your slight change in appearance, she would not mistake the difference between you and an actual newborn after dealing with you for so long.
"G-gregory?"
You let out a sigh and kept your voice low. "Er...hi, Angela."
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You sit on the couch, it's large and comfy pads ready to eat you whole. You fidget, staring ahead at a wall blankly while you try to figure out how to explain this. Of course, the only good thing about being caught is that you were caught Angela who is pretty chill with you. In fact, she loves to hold and spoil you, something she can't do with other babies unless she is ready to make them cranky.
Of course, you allow her to mess around with you only because she's one of the better caretakers, cute with a generous amount of bump to her chest. Of course, she doesn't play favorites and she's still working towards her degree in college while working in this large care home.
"Here."
Angela comes back with a cup of tea for you and her. You graciously accept it, taking it with your tiny arms. While you may be small, it's not like you haven't built any muscles. Granted, you didn't have enough mass for you to do any great amount of physical activity, but you could run short distances and carry some things yourself. Most of the time though, at least one of the caretakers has to help you, especially in regards to things that you couldn't reach by yourself.
She sits across from you on a chair. You gulp, trying to avoid looking at her body other than her head. Maybe she isn't aware since it's late and she's probably tired, but you can see how her silk nightgown is almost falling.
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"First, tell me...is somebody messing with you? Whoever it is, I'll make sure I-"
"Um...no, that's not it," you interrupt, growing ashamed. While it would be natural to think you would be bullied and messed around with, which isn't untrue, it's not the case with how you're diapered.
Angela's eyes soften. "Gregory, you don't have to be afraid. Even if you are small, you can still pick up after yourself in a lot of ways."
"N-no, I um...I'm like this because I wanted to."
Angela blinks, then furrows her brows. "I don't understand."
You take a deep breath. The only option you have is to speak truthfully.
"I...I've always thought of becoming a baby. It seems that's my destiny."
Angela is surprised by this declaration. "By whose authority? You shouldn't let your height dictate that."
"No, I want this. I've wanted this ever since I've been cared and shown love by other women....really special women in fact. I might be the only person in the world who could be so easily mistaken as a baby. I want to fully embrace that fact and become adopted to someone..."
You take a deep breath as Angela listens calmly with a troubled expression on her face, "...pretty. Someone who'd cuddle me to their bust, nurse me all the time, and who'd take care of me like their own. I'll never get that if I remain as a 'teenager'."
"Gregory..."
Angela lets out a sad smile. "You've felt this way for a while?"
You nod, then curl your lips. "...I can't say it's not completely innocent either."
Angela breaks a small laugh, somehow easing the tension you feel. "Based on your words, I think that's obvious."
You're glad she's taking this well. With the cup shaking in your small hands, you decide to ask for her help.
"Angela...let me be mistaken as a baby for tomorrow. If I miss out on this chance, I won't have another again."
"You're telling me to overlook this? I could get fired, you know?"
You curl your lips. "Nobody will recognize me. Compared to the other women, it only happens that you've spent longer with me than the others."
Angela hums and then stares into her cup. "That may be true, but still...is this really what you want?"
You nod and then take a sip of tea, hoping she won't try to intervene.
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