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Sebastian's Flight - Chapter 5
🕑 Added 2023-05-14 12:00:01 +0000 UTCThe harness on the stroller was every bit as resilient as the one on the booster seat; there was a good chance, Sebastian mused, that they were made by the same company, that the airline had a contract with a specific brand of little restraints to be used on every bit of furniture they had that might need them. He hadn't tried super hard to get out on the plane, since there was nowhere for him to go, but the squirming and tugging at the straps he had done made him doubtful he'd be able to break free of the stroller.
And, if he did... Was he really in any better a situation here? Unless he could do it on the way to the daycare, with the flight attendants all around him, chattering to one another, planning out what they were going to do before their next flight, he had to assume the daycare would be nearly as secure as the plane. He could get out without having to steal a parachute and skydiving, sure... If he could make it to the door without one, or more, workers seeing him and dragging him back to the playroom.
He groaned, ducking his head again as he saw legs approaching, trying to hide his face, the same way he had whenever they passed anyone else, no matter what size they were. His main concern was Hallie, of course, not wanting her to see him this way, though he couldn't particularly say that he'd be happy to be spotted by anyone, whether they knew him or not.
Or... Had that been the wrong move? Hallie might look down on him for what he'd been reduced to, but she was the only person he knew here. If she caught a glimpse of him, she might watch where he was being taken, and at least somebody would know he was there, as opposed to now, when he was going to be left, waiting for somebody who didn't exist.
He lifted his head again, right on time to hear an Amazon coo, "Aww, isn't he sweet? Are you shy, little guy?" and kneel down, tickling his chin.
Of course it hadn't been Hallie. Past the stroller's canopy, only the woman's knees had been visible... Hallie would have been small enough that, by the time he'd noticed her approaching, he would have been able to tell, at the very least, it was another little.
"Shy, fussy, messy," Brett chuckled, "he's the whole package!"
"What a perfect baby," the Amazon smiled, her wriggling hand moving down to Sebastian's stomach, where he couldn't resist squirming and giggling in response, the strap between his legs squishing the mess in his diaper further as he moved. "Too bad you aren't running around loose!"
Sebastian gulped. That was exactly the kind of person he'd been worried about running into... Or Hallie running into. Hallie could take care of herself, he was sure, but, if only on a physical scale, she was no match for an Amazon like this one, and the look he saw in the woman's eyes made him positive that she truly would have snatched him up, kidnapped him, if he wasn't safely locked into his stroller. The longer Hallie stayed in the airport, waiting for him, the bigger chance there was that she would run into someone like this, and, if she wasn't careful...
It was bad enough he'd let this happen to himself; he'd feel so guilty if he got his girlfriend captured and regressed, too, on top of everything. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do about it now, no way for her to contact her, to warn her, to either ask for her help or tell her to head back home and leave him. His phone was still in the overhead compartment, and he had no idea when, or if, he was going to get that back. Probably not until after he was released from the daycare, and that would only happen if his Daddy somehow appeared to pick him up.
He saw a pair of legs move in front of the stroller, identifying them right away as Brook's, having seen them going back and forth past him in the aisle many times during the flight, her heels clicking on the tile floor as she hurried ahead, pulling open a door and holding it for the stroller to be aimed into. Sebastian's stomach turned, knowing, even with the canopy of the stroller blocking most of his view, where they had arrived. He whimpered into his pacifier, helpless to do anything about it as the wheels jolted him ever so slightly as they were pushed over the doorframe. Instantly, his nose was assaulted by the scent of baby powder, and used diapers other than his own, the odor washing over him, reminding him how hopeless his situation was.
"Is this him?" someone asked, Brett answering in the affirmative. A 'tweener in a bright pink dress and white apron flounced into view, grinning down at him. "Hello, Sebastian! Nice to meet you! We're going to take such good care of you until you get picked up, okay?"
Sebastian shook his head while one of the flight attendants pulled back the canopy, all of the 'adults' getting a good laugh at his reaction. "Don't be scared, buddy," Levi told him. "She's not going to let anything happen to you any more than we did."
That only made Sebastian protest more, grumbling harder behind his paci, and amusing everyone else. "Has he been like this the whole time?" the daycare worker asked, clicking open the stroller's harness, the ease with which she did it making Sebastian's weak attempts seem even more pathetic, making him wonder if he really could have gotten away if he'd tried... Probably not, he knew, and, either way, it was too late now.
"Ohhh, yes," Brook smirked. "He threw a tantrum over having to wear protection, so we've had to give him some extra attention."
"Uh-oh!" the daycare worker exclaimed, shaking her head at Sebastian. "Tantrums are no good! Is that why you're in mittens?" She plucked him out of the stroller, lifting him up, staring him in the eye as he blushed, not knowing how to respond. "Well, it seems like they've done a great job looking out for you! Why don't you thank them?"
She set him down on the floor, Sebastian's knees feeling a bit wobbly as he finally had the opportunity to use them again. The worker deflated the pacifier, dangling it from one finger as she towered over him, watching him expectantly.
He blinked up at the flight attendants, the ones who had done all this to him, who had stripped away every last hint of his adulthood. The last thing he wanted to do was say 'Thank you,' to any of them... But he'd already been spanked once today. And he could tell for certain now that he was here that there would be no escaping this place on his own... There was a tall baby gate between the main play area, where he could see other littles sitting and watching TV, or stacking blocks, and the door to the rest of the airport had a regular knob on it, too high on the door for him to reach, and definitely too slippery for him to turn in his mittens if he could.
He took a clumsy, hesitant step towards Levi, hardly able to believe he was doing this... Or that, like it or not, he had no real choice in the matter. "Th-Thanks," he mumbled.
"No problem, little buddy!" Levi gave him a pat on the back of his diaper. "I hope you fly with us again sometime! Just bring your Daddy with you then, okay?" he winked. "That way he can keep you in line instead of us!"
"B-But I..." Sebastian started to say, wanting to admit his lie... At this point, however, what difference would it make? Would they actually believe him? He might have better luck with the daycare worker, with someone who hadn't spanked him, and given him an enema, and kept him strapped in a booster seat for an entire flight... He was sure, if nothing else, he'd feel better once he was away from the people who had done that, and could try to forget some of the more humiliating details of it all. "O-Okay."
"Bye, cutie!" Brook bent down, planting a kiss right on his lips, though it was as quick and innocent as one that might have landed on his cheek instead, the change in destination only emphasizing how much she saw him as a baby, someone too small to be affected by that show of affection.
"Th-Thank you," he told her bashfully, toddling to Brett and freezing. Brett was the one who had actually taped the diaper onto him, who had given him the enema that had resulted in the mess currently squelching around his bottom. The other two had done plenty, too, of course, but that... He couldn't say 'thank you' for that... He just couldn't!
"Aww," Levi teased, elbowing Brett in the ribs. "I think he'll miss you most of all, Scarecrow!"
Sebastian blushed bright red; that was the opposite of what he'd wanted to convey! "Th-Thanks!" he blurted out, worried it was already too late.
"You are very welcome," Brett said. "Anytime." Sebastian squirmed, flustered, in his messy diaper, mortified at the thought of what he'd thanked the man for.
"Very good!" the daycare worker praised him. "It seems like you're behaving yourself now."
"Uh-huh!" he nodded, holding up his hands. "I-I don't need these anymore!"
"Well, I wouldn't go that far," the worker chuckled. "I won't lock your paci in, though, okay?" She did push it back into his mouth, putting a hand on his back as she guided him over to the gate. He heard a gentle ringing behind them, turning his head to see the flight attendants walking out, pushing the empty stroller, and a part of him was tempted to make a run for it, to try to catch the open door and slip out. But he'd never have made it in time, even without the bulky diaper slowing him down, and even without worrying about the daycare worker, or the flight attendants, catching him and stopping him.
"I-I hafta tell you something," he told the worker as she held open the gate for him, flinching at the sound of the outer door closing, trapping him inside.
"Is it that your diaper's stinky?" the worker smiled. "Don't worry, I know. There's still a bit of room in there. I'll change you in a bit if you haven't been picked up yet."
"N-No!" he shook his head. "That's the thing! I'm not gonna be picked up!"
"Don't be silly," the worker patted him on the head. "Traffic is pretty bad right now, so everyone is getting slowed down... They'll be here as soon as they can!"
"No, you don't understand!" he whined, stomping his foot, the worker sighing, shaking her head, and giving the pacifier a twist, the nipple expanding within Sebastian's mouth, silencing him once again.
"Well, we gave it a shot," she shrugged. "I don't need you raising a fuss and getting everyone else upset. Now, sit down and play, and I promise, they'll be here before you know it." He stomped his foot once more in frustration, earning a stern look. "Would you rather wait in the corner?"
He sighed and shook his head, slinking over to an empty spot on the floor and reluctantly lowering himself to the floor, sinking into the mushy mass in his pants, wondering how long they would keep him here before they finally realized nobody was coming, and what they would do after. He couldn't imagine they would admit he was right fully, that he was a grown-up... Would they hand him off to an adoption agency to handle? Would they ship him back home, still diapered? He had no idea how long he sulked there, expecting the worst, before he heard it.
"Sebastian?"
His heart lurched, his face burning already, recognizing the voice instantly. It was Hallie. Had she seen him in the stroller and followed him in? Were the workers going to let him leave with her? Or were they going to let her leave at all, even though she clearly didn't belong here? He squirmed in place, tugging at his ridiculous outfit, mittens sliding off it uselessly, trying in vain to hide it, to keep her from seeing what he had been turned into, almost glad for the pacifier to keep him from having to find a way to explain it all...
And then, at last, he saw her in person, his eyes widening in confusion and shock. There was no trace of the strong, independent woman he'd seen photos of on her profile, that she'd told him she was... She was in a tiny, frilly dress, so short it left almost the entirety of her diaper exposed, the diaper itself, like his, so huge that he was surprised she was able to walk at all, and she was surely just as unable to run away as he'd decided he would have been. Regardless of her helpless position, she had a set of bright pink baby reins strapped to her, the other end of the leash held firmly in the hands of a particularly busty Amazon woman, an Amazon man by her side, both grinning down at him.
"Oh, Hallie," the woman said, squatting down and giving the rear of his girlfriend's diaper a playful swat, "look at that! He's even cuter than his pictures!"
Comments
Looks like he gets a new sister!
Awesome
I commissioned this one - and it being an Amazon would have been a great twist. To the extent that I'm going to add it my list for future story ideas! Cheers PPP - can't wait for the continuation!
Guilend
I thought the same, I thought it would be an Amazon, but I knew it was something other than what he was expecting lol
babysofia1234
Whelp, at least he's meeting his girlfriend after all! I half expected her to be an Amazon, but an adopted Little will work out all the same!
