Diaper Harem +, Littles are little

As the women broke off, Aberdeen leading the charge on dinner, Abigail getting out of the way, Abbelina following Abebi's orders per the Master's punishment requiring servitude, Abe Dell found himself looking over the Rulebook. He was guaranteed sex with a harem tonight, and the next night, and the next, they were all eager to be the one to have a boy, and earn the privileges and status that offered, but he had sex this morning with Aberdeen, Abigail close by watching and cheering, Abebi casually walking in and with a schedule to keep was just blasé about it. Surely tonight could be elevated, beyond just whatever supplements Aberdeen picked up to ensure a "good try".

A large genre of the AB/DL erotica Abe Dell consumed before the Rulebook featured Amazons and Littles, lilliputians, halflings, hobbits, lalafell, goblins, adult females inexplicably fully grown with their mouth at dick height. Short stacks should be on the menu, but it shouldn't be as simple as Little=short. No, Abe Dell decided to rework the earlier rules.

He kept the 5:1 female to male ratio, he liked having a harem and a prestigious job, but he removed the rule that no woman is potty trained. Reviewing the rules he saw no reason to alter the old rule:

Old Rule: Beyond the submission of women to men, female sexuality toward their harem-sisters is expressed on a spectrum of dominance and submission. A purely dominant woman is Big, or Mommy, wanting to hold power over their harem sisters in some way. A purely submissive woman who wants to give power to their harem sisters is Little, or a Baby. A Little, while still a functional adult, will express themselves as immature. The extent differs Little to Little as to how far to go.

But now that all women were not expected to wear diapers, just requiring a display of immaturity could be as basic and vanilla as wearing pigtails while sucking on a lollipop. To bring size into the picture and get some asses padded, he wrote a new Old Rule.

Old Rule: The female phenotype expresses itself in two ways, referred to as Mega and Minute, a Mega woman will grow to relatively equal height to males, a Minute woman though, while still proportionately identical to a Mega, will only reach a maximal height of three and a half feet. Minute women, having less mass overall are weaker, and none can have trained continence.

In theory these two rules now allowed for a punnet square of possibilities, Mega Bigs would be full sized women maturely presenting, Mega Littles would be full sized women immaturely presenting. Minute Bigs would try to be mature presenting but be diaper bound, and Minute Littles would be short stacked women presenting immaturely proudly wearing diapers.

Closing the Rulebook, Abe Dell got up to see what was going on in the kitchen.

Abigail was dick height, pigtails flouncing with thick pink diaper on display. A Minute Little, and the blonde embraced it, perky tits on full display.

Abebi was unchanged, full sized mega enjoying a foot massage from Abbelina, though now wearing a dress and with no bulk hampering her legs.

Abbelina was full sized, though the olive skinned woman was on her knees, massaging the black woman's feet, her diaper was obvious, still a Little, whose masochism landed her as Abebi's handmaiden.

Standing on a stepladder though, was the redheaded Aberdeen, a Minute Big, stirring a steaming pot, apron over a childish top and cutesy printed diaper clearly getting soggy, she was determined to make her master a good meal so that she would get a Try despite her stature.

Sure, one less woman was in a diaper, but now there was more of a show. Abbelina was just as tall, but presented as childish, little Abigail was all to happy to be running around with a pacifier in her mouth and teddy bear held under her arm with b cup tits freely jiggling with each toddling step allowed by her diaper. Aberdeen was adorably frustrated with how big everything was around her and was determined to be taken seriously despite her soggy bottom.

Tonight's dinner of spaghetti and meatballs, side salad, and garlic bread was ready. Aberdeen wiped her brow as she finished climbing up and down her stepladder to strain pasta, return to the sauce, get dressing from the fridge, reach up high to get plates, Abebi did order Abbelina to assist, the tall woman more capable of carrying the heavy dish ware.

"Dada uppies!" Requested Abigail, the diminutive woman asking Abe Dell to pick her up to put in a highchair, not present before the rule change. It certainly fit the immature woman better, she happily sat locked into the plastic seat, while Aberdeen huffed and puffed climbing into a regular chair with a booster seat, determined to not look as infantile as her other minute harem sister. Abbelina looked at Abigail jealously, sat in her adult chair but babyish padding, wearing a bib but clearly capable of acts Aberdeen could only dream of.