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Christophe turned to face the dragon with his thumb still lodged in his mouth. The years of burden and duty were stripped away and gone in moments. He ran forward crinkling loudly and threw his tiny pink fuzzy arms around the dragons neck with tears streaming from his face. An over whelming wave of love poured from him and into the dragon as he began to whisper, “Thank you, thank you, thank you”, over and over.
A swirl of fog surrounded them both and before he could quite tell what was happening a beautiful blonde woman in full length glittering gold gown was holding him tightly in her arms. She smiled at him and said, “There’s my baby, you are such a cutie pie. I’m going to call you Emily and I’m your new mommy Elisabeth”, the once dragon now mommy said to her.
“I love you mommy”, Emily replied as she placed her head on her mommy’s shoulder.
Christophe didn’t really know what happened, but he knew he did love his new mommy and was happier than he had been his entire life. As they squeezed and hugged each other a shiver passed through Emily as she realized she was using her diaper, and it was both pee and poop. This shocked her and she was frightened and began to cry.
Her new mommy knew right away what was wrong and bounced her up and down making shushing noises, “It’s ok honey it’s ok, you are mommies baby and that’s what babies do…let’s get you cleaned up”.
“Emily I am Emily”, Christophe thought as she once again began to suck her thumb. He felt better from his new mommies comfort and all was well as she patted his now full diaper…though once again he began to smell burnt almonds…very curious.
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“I don’t think this is working Miss Bedford”, Chris said as he began to slide through the available protocols.
“It is my call and again I want you to calm down. We need to follow this out we may need a retrieval, I’m not giving up on this I don’t want you to either”, Amy calmly spoke to the panicking tech.
Amy Bedford was getting a bit tired of hand holding this newb. She worked her way to this spot by being the best and they rewarded her excellence by sending her the most under qualified staff they could dredge up.
This was important work, it was difficult at times spinning people into entire worlds made from 1’s and 0’s. The people in question are most certainly real, but a day to day life is hard to develop from scratch. Even the best programs have glitches and the subconscious without knowing it will pick up on minor flaws. Like when the subjects look at clocks they may notice that the time is not so random and a bit too uniform like 11:11 or 5:55. Subroutines have to be written often to keep people from discovering they are in a scripted world.
This is necessary when the entire human race is in slow travel to a distant world. The mind continues at full speed though the body is slowed to a crawl. Sometimes for whatever reason the interface crystal can become unstable. The frozen occupier of a dreamscape may without knowing it alter the program. It fries the interface circuits and the computers relay this into the fantasy as burnt almond smell.
Sometimes it’s no big deal, they may rewrite themselves as a lottery winner and then the sub-routines pick back up and set things to right and the dreamscape continues. However, it can get to the point where it is dangerous and someone could be lost.
Aging or sickness isn’t an issue that was licked a long time ago. Feeding everyone though would not be possible. Also being aware of reality for too long can be dangerous, turns have to be taken outside the cryo-tubes. Amy thought with a smile how she couldn’t wait to get back in, she had written herself one hell of a program.
Emily looked up as her mommy carried her into a soft carpeted room dominated by pink furniture. She was placed on a table that had shelves under it stacked full of fluffy soft diapers. She was surprised when a pair of soft pink nostrils touched her forehead. She turned and put a hand on a curious Pogo who was checking in on her. She laughed and gave they pony an affectionate scratch between her ears. In short order she was removed from her pink fuzzy outfit and cleaned up with a box of wipes. She knew already but looking down she could tell there was nothing male remaining, her parts matched her body. This was a short lived discovery as a thick clean diaper was lifted up between her legs and tapped into place. Mommy put a new soft footed sleeper on her, this one was purple but had a picture on the front of pogo in a field of flowers.
Emily yawned as her mommy carried her to a chair and sat down with Emily held close to her. Soon she was laying backwards in the nook of her mother’s arms and a bottle of warm milk was being glided into her mouth. She drank instinctively and before she was aware she was already drifting off to sleep. As her eyes began to close, she could smell burnt almonds.
The End of Error While Sleeping – Chapter Four.
If you want to read more stories about ABDL boys you can find a list here: Diaper Boys – Index