Rebecca's (Dee Dee's) Story

Chapter 9
It Could Be Worse

Chapter Description: Rebecca tells about some other people that were sent to this world and do not have caring, loving giantess/giant parents.

Diary, I have so many mixed emotions about being here with these people and here in this world. It’s a complete shock to your system being a strong, independent, career driven woman your whole life, then having that life get turned upside down to diaper changes, breast feedings and spankings. I think of myself as a rebel and any chance I have had to escape, I’ve tried to use it. Of course, I always get caught and then get spanked and then have to put my nose in the corner. Like one time Mommy took me to the grocery store and let me walk around.

As soon as she turned her back I took off for the door as fast as I could, I think I was able to run for about 15 seconds. I didn’t even make it out of the aisle, before I felt two arms grab and lift me up. I had my diaper pulled down and I felt a hard hitting hand giving me my worst spanking ever, she was definitely upset with me, she never spanked me that hard! I had tears rolling down my face after her first smack! I spent the rest of the time in the grocery cart.

I’m not even sure what I would actually do if I could get away from these crazy people for more than 2 minutes. Honestly, I don’t know how to get back to Dr. Allison’s office and even if I did, I’m not sure what I would do once I got there. I don’t know if I could deal with somebody else finding me and deciding to keep me, I could actually be in a much worse off place.

Mommy and Daddy definitely like me, if not love me and I’m starting to care for them too. They treat me well, change my dirty and wet diapers as soon as I go, I just pull on their pant leg, point to my diaper and they take me to my changing table. Overall, they try to keep me happy and laughing, we’re actually becoming a nice little family. I’ve seen so many of the other "parents" that seem to have adopted their "little" just to humiliate them. Take my friend from daycare, Misty, as an example.

Misty used to be an underwear model with DD breasts, after going through the transition machine she could barely get passed a training bra. She told me her mommy keeps some of her old, wet diapers and sometimes she’ll make Misty wear them for no reason! She also likes to give her at least 3 spankings a day, everyday and that’s not counting if she acts up! Her mommy hired a photographer the other day to take pictures of Misty to give out to friends. The poor girl told me her mommy wasn’t happy with the pictures and spanked her for over 5 minutes with a wooden spoon as hard as she could, gave her two suppositories, put one of her old, wet diapers on her and didn’t change her until the following night, over 24 hours! She said her diaper was so full it was sagging and she thought it might fall off. She had diaper rash for the next week and a half!

To make matters worse she made her eat two jars of the nastiest baby food they have here, it has a picture of some odd looking black and brown vegetable on the jar. My mommy bought it for me and I spit it up after one bite! When she saw I didn’t like it she took a small bite of it to try it and she spit it up too! She threw it and all the other jars of the flavor away. With a cute smile she told me it would be our little secret and that Daddy didn’t need to know. Instead, she just gave me a bottle of her breast milk and we watched TV as she did my hair, it was actually a fun afternoon. That’s just one example of how my mommy loves me, she would never do those awful things to hurt me!

Another friend of mine from daycare, John, has it really bad. He told me he had always been a bit of a ladies man and I can see it, he’s pretty hot. He’s a nice enough guy too, he was just a one night stand type of person. I’m not going to say I haven’t had my fair share of those night, diary. Well, apparently his new "parents" like to always be in control of him. Just like Misty, he gets multiple spankings a day for no reason, but then they make him clean their house! He has to sweep, dust and pick up everybody’s trash they just leave out on the floor. On top of that they decided to shrink down his, umm...thing.

He said he had just finished cleaning so he decided to sit there and play with his toys. His parents then came over to him and told him they were sick of his attitude. "You are lazy and need to learn a lesson little one!", they told him. He was so confused, he did what they told him and now he was sitting there, quietly playing with his toys.

I think they are just mean people, like many of these giants tend to be. They just like to humiliate us. John told me they picked him up, spanked him (of course) and took him back to the doctor’s office that first brought him here. They put him back in the transition machine and decided to shrink his manhood, to the size of an actual baby. I saw it the other day when he was getting his wet diaper changed. It’s so small and cute, I just feel sorry for him. When people come over to their house, John tells me his parents will take his diaper off in front of the guests and show them how small it is, again some of these giants love humiliation. I’m not even sure John would go back home now because of the size of it.

I want to go home more than anything else, but there are so many "littles" that would do anything to have my parents. They tend to listen, well they can’t understand me, but they do try and understand when I’m pointing to something or when I’m upset. Again, my giants actually care about me. On top of that, I have to say I’d be pretty scared out there.

The "people" of this world are about 3 times as big as me, so what about everything else? What type of creatures exist that I haven’t seen? Do they have dogs? Spiders? Snakes? Birds? Some other alien like creature that could hurt me? Since being sent here it’s been so scary being so small. Every time somebody holds me or puts me in my highchair, I feel like I’m on top of a building looking down. If I were to fall or be dropped, I could really get hurt! I don’t know diary, the last thing I want to do is make my life any worse by trying to really run away, I already get humiliated enough with the diaper changes and baths, I don’t want to make my parents be strict to keep me in line.

Anyway diary, I’m just letting off some steam by putting some of the thoughts and emotions that I’ve had building up, down on paper. That’s another thing, I don’t know any other giants that would let me keep a diary. Misty and John say their giants will wait and see what toys they like, then they’ll throw them away right in front of them. I feel so sorry for them. Well, I’m going to think about something else before I get even more upset thinking of those awful giants. Where was I in my story? Oh yes, I just experienced my first breastfeeding and we were settling down for the night.