Chapter 3: Milk and Cookies
Lita hummed to herself as she rolled another glob of cookie dough.
It was a little after seven now and in the last three hours, she’d made
close to a hundred cookies. All decorated of course. Lita smiled as
she paused to scratch her nose, leaving a smudge of flour, nobody she
knew could match her skill in the kitchen. "Maybe I won’t need Amy and
Mina after all," she thought.
As she was about to cut another batch, she heard a knock on her
apartment door. She walked to the entrance, her slippers scuffing
against the wooden floor. She’d taken off her tights and shoes but
otherwise still wore her school uniform. Tan skirt with a white blouse.
Her brown hair was still tied back in a ponytail. Looking through the
peephole, she saw a middle-aged gentleman and in his hands a baby
Keeping the chain on, she opened the door. She wasn’t too worried.
After all, she could change into Sailor Jupiter with a word, but caution
was always a good idea. "Yes, what is it?" she asked.
"I am so terribly sorry to bother you but..." the man paused,
seemingly embarrassed. "Hello, I’m Martin Webster, just moved into 7B.
This is my niece Miko," he said, bringing the carrier up to reveal a
sleeping baby, a blue pacifier in her mouth.
"Ohhh, she’s adorable," Lita gushed.
"Yes, well, she’s also wet and needs to be fed. Unfortunately,
I’ve never done that sort of thing before. Her mother’s a doctor you
see, got called away on an emergency, leaving the little angel in my
less than capable hands," the man shrugged. "Anyway, I was wondering if
you’d had any experience with babies?"
Lita paused a moment. "I know a little bit, from a friend, but not
that much. Mrs. Stevens in 10C..."
"Politely said no," the man said sadly and sighed. "It’s all right
really. I suppose I can make do. You wouldn’t happen to have any
safety pins, would you?"
Lita looked again at the baby, noticing the disposable diaper on
her. "Uhhh, don’t worry about it. I’ll show you how it’s done," she
smiled, taking the chain off and opening her door.
"Thank you so much," the man said, walking into the apartment. A
few steps in he stopped and exclaimed, "What is that wonderful smell?!"
Lita smiled and replied, "Cookies. Would you like one?"
"I’d love one," he returned.
"Please, sit down on the sofa," she said, as she walked to the
Tencite made himself comfortable as he looked around the living
room. The apartment had a warm atmosphere to it with colorful pictures
on the wall and knick-knacks all around. It was designed to give the
user a feeling of home, a practice Tencite knew well from experience.
Lita returned with a cookie hot from the oven and handed it to
Tencite. "Thank you so much," he said. Jerking his head toward the
baby on the sofa, he said, "She says she’d like one too, if you can wait
a couple of years."
Lita laughed at the joke and responded, "I have to say, for someone
who knows nothing about babies, you certainly managed to get her to
"That little terror?" he joked. "Madam, I assure you that up until
recently, she was screaming her head off."
Lita laughed again and reached down to check the baby’s diaper,
causing the child to fidget slightly. "Awwww, so sweet. Well, she’s
"And I was specifically told to feed her soon. Too bad I can’t do
"Men," Lita playfully snorted, "You’re completely helpless
sometimes." She heard Mr. Webster chuckle at the joke as she took the
bottle and formula from the bag and walked towards the kitchen.
"Well, let’s get her dinner ready before we wake her up," Lita
said. She didn’t know why but she was taking a liking to Mr. Webster.
She rationalized it was because he seemed so fatherly, but she quickly
rejected that idea. "No. He definitely reminds me of Nate, that
college guy I dated for a couple of months," she decided.
Tencite watched Sailor Jupiter leave the room. He thought things
were going very well. Projecting his will ever so slightly, he’d been
able to subtly calm any fears or suspicions Lita might have had about
him without alerting her Scout senses. This was good. Attacking Lita
directly would be unwise. If the girl managed to change into Jupiter,
things would get messy and his chances of taking all the Scouts would be
hurt. As Sailor Jupiter, Lita was arguably the most powerful of the
Scouts, able to launch many devastating lightning attacks. Getting her
guard down was his priority.
On a lighter note however, Tencite reflected on Lita’s last joke.
Smiling, he wondered if the girl truly understood what helpless meant.
Amy yawned as she slowly regained consciousness. The world was a
bit fuzzy as she blinked the sleep from her eyes. She could feel she
was naked, which was weird since she always wore pajamas to bed.
Strangely, it took a great amount of effort to bring her hands to her
face and as she rubbed her eyes she noticed her hands felt different.
Focusing on them, she could see how fat and stubby her fingers were. In
a shocking rush, her memories flooded back to her.
"No!" she thought frantically. "It can’t be true. I can’t be a
baby!" Amy then noticed movement beyond her hands. Looking up, she saw
a huge vision. The gigantic face of her friend Lita hovered over her.
"Look who’s awake! Hey there, sleepyhead," Lita asked, reaching
her hand down to tickle Amy’s stomach.
To Amy, her friend’s hand was monstrous, easily covering her entire
tummy. The sight horrified Amy and her first reaction was to scream.
Lita stopped tickling the baby when she started to cry. "Oh, I’m
sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to scare you," Lita sincerely expressed.
Holding up a disposable diaper, she said cheerily, "I’m just going to
give you a fresh new diaper. Isn’t that great!"
"Diaper!?!" Amy thought. Fear mixed with a morbid curiosity caused
Amy’s crying to slow. Cautiously looking down at herself, she could see
that she was completely bare, in more ways than one. Her legs and feet
were puffy with baby fat and her round stomach was much larger than her
flat chest. She actually was a baby and now she was spread-eagled as
her best friend prepared to diaper her! Amy started to squirm as her
A second figure then entered Amy’s vision. It was Tencite. Amy
quickly went from ashamed to terrified. The villain who’d done this to
her was now in Lita’s apartment and her friend didn’t know the danger
she was in! What was worse was Amy knew it was her fault Tencite was
As Amy tried to think about what she should do, Lita grabbed a baby
wipe and began to clean her. The tiny Sailor Mercury was mortified as
her friend wiped her, even lifting her up by the legs so she could reach
her bottom. As humiliated as she was, Amy tried to think of some way to
tell Lita what had happened to her.
"Gaa baa cha," she gurgled. Amy found it incredibly difficult to
form any words, the muscles in her mouth not cooperating with her in the
least. She even doubted if her vocal cords were capable of speech but
she had to try. As she felt the cool baby powder hitting her diaper
area Amy, pointed a chubby little finger at Lita, concentrated and
uttered, "Etaa, hep, eetA!"
Lita beamed at the infant. "Oh, that’s just adorable. She’s
trying to talk. Say Lita, honey. Leeetaaa," she sounded out, just
before lifting Amy’s legs up again to place the fresh diaper under her.
Amy grimaced a bit. "Lita, you idiot!" she thought. "That’s what
I just said!" She decided to try a different tact. Pointing at Tencite
this time, she said, "Baa, baada."
Tencite smiled, knowing exactly what Amy was trying to do. "No
precious. Dada. Daadaa." Turning to Lita, he chuckled, "I’m afraid
that since her mother is a single parent, the little darling has come to
think of me as a father figure."
"That’s so sweet," Lita said, taping Amy’s diaper shut.
"Nooo," Amy thought, "Don’t listen to him, listen to me!"
Desperately Amy tried to spew out words at Lita but everything she said
sounded like baby talk. Finally, as Lita playfully rubbed her nose
against hers, she gave up. She’d given her best and it had been
pathetic. Something horrible was going to happen to her friend right in
front of her and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Baby Amy’s
face creased up and she started to cry.
"Ohhh, don’t cry, baby," Lita purred. She picked the baby up and
held her against her chest. Rocking her gently, Lita tried to soothe
her. "Shhhh, shhhh. It’ll be okay, honey."
"No, it won’t," Amy thought desperately, her head resting against
Lita’s soft breast as she continued to cry uncontrollably.
"I think she wants her bottle," Lita observed. Cradling the baby
in her arms, she took the bottle off the counter and stuffed it into
Amy’s mouth, snuffing out her cries. Amy struggled a bit but it was
useless as she instinctively began to suck on the nipple, warm formula
filling her mouth.
"May I?" Tencite asked. "I should learn sometime after all."
"Of course," Lita said, handing the baby over to him.
Tencite held the bottle in place as he carried Amy back into the
living room. "That’s a good little girl," he said, smirking. "Suck on
your baba." Tencite sat down on the couch and Lita followed behind.
"Y’know," Lita stated, "She reminds me of a friend of mine.
Especially those adorable little eyes." The baby kicked her legs then,
seemingly in frustration.
Lita continued to gush over her, becoming enamored with the child.
Finally, a sad look came to Lita’s eyes and she said, "At least she’s
got her mommy. I miss my parents."
"I certainly don’t want to impose but what happened to them?"
Tencite asked, already knowing the answer.
"It’s all right. My parents died in a plane crash a couple of
years ago. Been on my own ever since," Lita explained sadly.
"You must miss them very much," Tencite said sincerely. A distant
look came to his eyes and he continued, "I’ve lost many friends and
family. You know, when I miss them, I close my eyes and I can still see
them as they were. It helps me sometimes." His eyes then shut, his
face taking on an expression of pain.
"Are you all right?" Lita asked worriedly.
Tencite’s eyes shot open and he looked guiltily at Lita. "I’m
sorry, I forgot myself for a moment."
Lita smiled. "I’ve done that too. Both actually." She looked
again at the baby and her eyes began to water. Wiping them, she said,
"I-I’m sorry. I must have something in my eye."
"Don’t be embarrassed my dear. Close your eyes and listen to me.
You’ll feel better," Tencite promised.
Lita looked at the stranger. Something made her trust him.
Closing her eyes, she listened to his melodic words.
"Picture them both as you last saw them. Allow it to become
crystal in your mind," Tencite spoke gently. As he did so, he placed
Amy back in the carrier and held the bottle in place with his left hand.
He took his right and placed it close to Lita’s shoulder without
touching the fabric of her blouse.
"Remember what it felt like to be with them," he continued, a blue
glow emanating from his right hand. "The joy you had when they laughed.
The pain you felt when they were sad," Tencite said, his voice taking on
a tinge of sorrow itself.
An expression of sadness crossed Lita’s face as Tencite’s words and
power influenced her emotions. "Feel how much they love you and how
much you miss them," he finished. A tear formed on Lita’s cheek but
other than that she did not move. He had her. Her mind was now locked
with the vision of her dead parents.
Tencite touched her shoulder then and the glow spread to cover her
body. By keeping the level of his attack so low, he knew Lita’s senses
wouldn’t be alerted. Slowly Lita began to shrink. Of all the Scouts,
Sailor Jupiter had matured the fastest. Her breasts and curves were
impressive enough to mesmerize any boy her own age and she had been
known to attract older mates as well. Now those assets were rapidly
Her blouse flattened against her chest as her breasts deflated.
Her skirt likewise puddled on the couch as her ass shrank. Her face
started to look more innocent, rounding as she became smaller. Her bare
feet lifted from her slippers as the cuffs of her blouse covered her
hands. Within seconds, the voluptuous teen looked like she belonged in
Tencite smiled. "Quick and easy," he thought, "She’ll be back in
diapers before she knows what hit her." He wasn’t worried about her
transformation pen. As a baby, she wouldn’t be able to say the words
anyway. His smile dropped when he heard Amy cry.
Amy had watched everything as she drank from the bottle. Even as
helpless as she felt, there was no way she was going to quit. With a
great amount of effort, she’d finally managed to twist her mouth away
from the nipple. Without hesitation, she’d let out the loudest scream
she could manage.
The baby’s cry broke Lita from her trance. She was confused. Her
clothes felt funny and everything looked bigger. Looking back in Mr.
Webster’s direction, she jumped back in shock at how large he seemed,
releasing a yelp of surprise as she did. The high pitch of her voice
caused her to place her hands over her mouth as she cowered against the
edge of her sofa.
Tencite sighed and said, "So much for easy." A ten year old Lita
was staring at him in horror as he stood. The poor child’s skirt had
been pulled down her skinny legs as her large blouse covered her
midsection. She knew she was no match for this man the way she was.
Immediately the child reached into her subspace pocket and pulled
her transformation pen from it. Before she had a chance to utter a word
however, a sliver of lightning struck the pen, causing it to fly from
"Naughty, naughty. We can’t have Sailor Jupiter joining the party.
She doesn’t play nice," the man said before he lunged at her.
Frantically, Lita tried to jump back over the side of the sofa but the
man grabbed onto her skirt, catching her for a moment. Just as quickly
however, she managed to slip out of the oversized garment and drop to
She couldn’t see the pen so instead made a break for what she
considered her only chance. As she padded across the floor, she heard
the man say, "Lita, enough of this. Give up and I’ll go easy on you."
She ignored him. Reaching her room, she locked the door behind her
and reached into her desk drawer, pulling her compact out. Opening the
device, she activated the emergency frequency which would contact every
Scout at once. She didn’t know what the man was but he definitely
wasn’t normal and soon his presence would be known. Glancing back at
the door, Lita just hoped someone could react in time to save her.
When she looked again at the compact, her heart went cold. The
screen showed nothing but static. "This can’t be happening!" she
wailed in a now high voice. Suddenly the doorknob behind her turned
white hot and began to melt. Lita dropped her compact and ran for her
phone. Picking the receiver up, she heard nothing. The line was dead.
Suddenly the door flew open with a kick and Lita watched the man
enter the room. There was no where else to hide. Gathering her
courage, Lita decided if she was going to go down, she’d at least put up
a fight. Among the Scouts, she was the best martial artist and with any
luck, her attacker might underestimate her, giving her an opening to at
least get past him.
The man laughed as Lita took a fighting stance, which wasn’t
surprising considering her head barely came to his chest. She waited
for him to close the distance between them before she executed a perfect
roundhouse kick with her right leg, aimed at his stomach. Full grown,
such a move would have been aimed at the head and could have knocked out
an opponent twice her size. As she was now, Lita simply hoped to double
her attacker over in pain.
Unfortunately for her, the kick never met its target as the man
swung his arm in a downward stroke to knock her leg away.
"I’m afraid you’ll have to do better than that," he said.
Regaining her balance, Lita immediately shot her other foot forward
in an attempt to nail her opponent in the groin, but that attack too was
blocked. Swinging her kicking leg back, she used the built up momentum
to twist herself around and execute a reverse kick to the man’s stomach.
It was am impressive move, especially considering how unbalanced she
felt. It met with no more success than her other attacks however. This
time the man caught her foot and wrapped his right arm backward across
her leg, trapping it.
"Playtime’s over," the man snarled and grabbed a fistful of her
blouse with his free hand.
Lita felt her bra strap tighten painfully under her arms as he
lifted her from the floor. Before she even knew what was happening, she
found herself flying helplessly through the air, her descent halted
violently by the mattress of her bed. Regaining her senses, Lita
realized she had to make a break for it.
Lita jumped to her feet and tried to scramble past the intruder but
he managed to grab one of her ankles and began to drag her back to him.
"That’s enough! Stop struggling!" the stranger yelled. Despite
that, Lita kicked and fought as much as she could but felt herself being
lifted into the air regardless of her efforts. It was when she landed
across the stranger’s legs that she truly became frightened.
"I’ve had just about enough of this!" he said as he pulled Lita’s
loose panties down her swinging legs. Cool air hit her bare bottom as
she desperately tried to get away from his powerful grip. The first
blow struck her with a sharp pain and she struggled harder, to no avail.
The second and third struck immediately after, causing tears to come to
her eyes. The blows continued, reducing her resistance even further as
she howled in pain. By the tenth strike, a defeated Lita was bawling
like a baby.
Tencite stopped after a few more blows and tossed the wailing child
back onto the bed. Lita didn’t try to run this time but instead curled
up into a ball as she closed her eyes and cried.
Tencite stood and took in the scene, allowing his anger to fade.
He’d mostly mastered his emotions over the centuries but now had allowed
his anger to get the best of him. He had warned her not to run of
course but still the lapse was inexcusable. Looking at the crying Lita,
a part of him felt sorry for the girl. She had only tried to get away.
Not wasting any more time with his thoughts, he readied a time ball
and threw it at the child on the bed.
The impact of the ball caused Lita to sit up with a start. She
stared at herself in amazement as her huge blouse began to grow larger.
"No! Stop it! Please stop it!" she cried, but the man simply stared at
her. As her arms and torso became engulfed in fabric, her skinny legs
pulled back into her body. Poor Lita was crying freely now as tears
streamed down her face. She felt like a fool for letting this creature
into her home and her inability to strike back was unbearable.
The blouse fell away as Lita’s bare shoulders came free and her
legs and feet became chubbier. Absently, the toddler stuck her thumb in
her mouth as she stared wide-eyed in fear at the man who had done this
Tencite smiled when he saw Lita’s regression stop where Amy’s had.
About eighteen months. The only thing left of the once gorgeous teen
was the tiny ponytail still held in place by her green hair tie. The
baby now sat on the bed surrounded by her blouse which Tencite easily
lifted her out of.
Tencite jostled the infant gently as he carried her back to the
living room. He noticed with satisfaction that Amy was still in the
carrier. Getting a lockable harness had been good foresight. As he
walked into Amy’s view, the baby Scout simply glared at him.
"Oh, don’t be such a sourpuss. I’ve brought you a playmate,"
Laying Lita on the sofa, Tencite quickly put her into a disposable
diaper, the same way Lita had done to Amy minutes before.
The infant lay meekly on the cushion, keeping her thumb planted in
her mouth. Tencite then released Amy and sat her down next to Lita.
Ignoring the giant watching them, Amy crawled over to Lita and kneeled
in front of her. Lita’s eyes opened wide and for the first time she
finally recognized her friend. Pulling the thumb slightly out, Lita
managed to utter, "Aaammmmeeee?"
When the dark haired infant nodded sharply, Lita stuck her thumb
back in, closed her eyes, and continued her tears.
Tencite closed the creaking door behind him as he entered the
massive interior of an abandoned warehouse. In the center could be seen
a small area lit by a single lamp. Within that area, a sofa was visible
along with a TV tuned into some sitcom. As Tencite approached, he
shifted his right arm to keep it from falling asleep. This caused Lita
to stir from her slumber and she lifted her head from his shoulder.
Tencite noted with amusement that her thumb never seemed to leave her
Looking down at the carrier in his left hand, he noticed that Amy
too was awake. In fact, Sailor Mercury had remained awake the entire
cab ride over. Tencite laughed to himself at that. The girl was
probably trying to figure out their location, though there was no way
she could have kept track of anything from her position.
Stopping behind the sofa, Tencite cheerfully exclaimed, "Honey, I’m
There was a stirring and suddenly a woman with shoulder length
black hair popped her head up over the back of the cushions, her face
dark in the flickering light of the TV.
"Ooooo, you brought presents!" she squealed when she saw what was
in Tencite’s arms.
"That depends. Did your mission go well?" Tencite asked.
The woman smirked widely. "As easy as `taking candy from a baby’,
so to speak," the woman giggled maniacally at her own joke then stopped
and put a finger to her lips. "At least, I think it was that easy. I
can confirm it later with these little darlings, can’t I Tenny?"
"Of course you can, my dear," Tencite replied. "Girls, meet Nancy.
She’s an old comrade of mine. She’ll also be your nanny while I see to
it you have plenty of playmates."
"Hi girls," the woman said, waving at Amy and Lita. "We’re gonna
have so much fun together. As long as you’re good, of course." The
last was said in a deadly serious tone that caused Lita to bury her head
back into Tencite’s shoulder.
Nancy’s tone immediately changed as she whined to Tencite, "Hey
Tenny. Why’d I have to use that stupid cab to get back here? Why
wouldn’t you let me teleport?"
"Because, my dear, a teleport requires energy that might be
detected by that Lunar Cat of Serena’s. I want to remain secret for as
long as possible," he explained. "Another thing, you’re not on a
mission anymore so take off that ridiculous costume."
Nancy stood and looked down at herself. She was still dressed as a
nurse. "Oh, all right," she complained. Reaching her hand to her face,
she grabbed her cheek and began to tear her skin off.
Lita, who was watching again, started to cry and squirm and Tencite
felt her diaper get warm. Amy, for her part, stared wide-eyed at the
scene in horror as Nancy tore her fake skin off to reveal a dark blue
pallor underneath. The lower part of her dress tore also as four blue
arms fought their way through the fabric. The lower pair proceeded to
free her upper arms of fake skin as the middle pair finished the job on
her head. In seconds, a blue, six-armed woman had replaced the old
Nancy, her hair the same length but now pointed at the ends. Amy
immediately knew she was looking at a Youma, a servant of the Negaverse.
The Youma’s black lips peeled back into a grin as she made her way
around the sofa. "Don’t cry, sweetie. Nanny is here," she purred to
Lita as she took the kicking, wailing infant from Tencite’s arms.
Holding the baby with her two upper arms, she walked over to a darkened
area and turned on a light. A changing table and playpen were readily
Holding her charge above the table, Nanny used her two middle arms
to pull down Lita’s diaper as her lower arms reached into the drawers of
the table. For a few seconds, the struggling child was bare to the
world, much to her tearful dismay. Nanny gently laid her onto the table
and cleaned her with a baby wipe as another hand quickly powdered her.
Yet another hand brought a cloth diaper up and she said, "Now, one thing
that Nanny insists on is that her babies wear soft, cloth diapers. I’m
just old fashioned that way." She swiftly wrapped the diaper onto Lita
and tied its ends firmly. Picking Lita up for Tencite to see, Nanny
exclaimed, "See, now you’re Nanny’s special little baby!"
Amy was sure the Youma had a screw loose. To her, Lita looked for
all the world like a female version of cupid. Of course, this didn’t
stop a pit of fear from forming in her stomach when Nanny looked at her
and asked, "And is wittle Amy ready for a comfy diaper? Why, yes she