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Religious Fervour was a name other people had used for the small, M class planet way out in the beyond the beyond. It was a joke, both the name and the planet, at least that's what the few traders who had any reason to visit the planet said.

Officially its name was Julius 4, often just called Julius as the other planets that orbited the star were uninhabited balls of rock.

Julius was ruled by a religious dictatorship. It was basically a cult. It's leader was a charismatic woman named Kali Jung. With a mixture of fiery rhetoric, strong arm enforcers and drugs used in religious services, she kept her adoring, or oppressed people, depending on who you talked to, in line.

While no one could prove it, many people suspected that a wave of terrorists attacks throughout the United Galactica were backed by Kali Jung and her people. No one could explain why she might be doing so. The UG left Julius 4 alone, allowing the people there to live as they chose. The world was not part of UG, nor did the UG want it as a member.

How could Kali benefit from such actions? Because there was no motive on Julius 4's behalf, the UG had held off sending a couple of destroyers to the planet to bombard it back to the stone age. There were always other options of course.

The Worlds Works Welfare Association, 3WA, had sent a team of TroCons (Trouble Consultants) to the planet to investigate and see what they might discover. The team in question were the Lovely Angels, or as they were more commonly known, the Dirty Pair.

Infiltrating the planet had been easy enough. They had gone in within stealth pods, one man mini space ships, cloaked against detection. Landing outside of the capital city, St. Kali, in the thick forest that still covered most of the planet, they had gone undetected.

Once on the planet that's when their problems started. Actually, that was not quite true. Their problems were that there were no problems. While both of the Lovely Angles felt that the city was uptight to the extreme and that the people there wouldn't know fun if it came up and bit them on the ass, that was the only thing they noticed.

While both young women might have felt differently, being dull was not sufficient reason for a world to undergo orbital bombardment.

Kei was of the opinion that they were long over due to get off the stupid planet. Yuri on the other hand felt that they should stay a little longer, if only to collect a little more field pay. In order to prove that they had indeed been on the job the two TroCons had staked out a research centre on the outskirts of St. Kali.

Kei was sitting up in a tree, her back against the trunk, her legs out on one of the wider branches. Every now and then she would lift a pair of binoculars to her blue eyes and look out over the complex. Her reddish blonde hair was worn short, and slightly spiky and wild. She wore a pair of red leather shorts, the top button undone, a black, leather bustier and a red leather jacket with no sleeves. She wore several belts around her slender hips, one of which held her laser pistol's holster.

Just below her was her partner Yuri. Unlike Kei she wore her lavender hair long, to the small of her back. Her eyes were soft shade of purple, just a littler darker than her hair. Yuri's working clothes consisted of a dark blue, one-piece bathing suit like garment, a pink vest like thing, trimmed in blue and a pair of ankle boots. She was filing her nails.

"This is just so pointless Yuri," Kei said, more than a little disgusted.

"Better than real work," Yuri pointed out, looking at her finger nails.

"It's boring." Kei brought the binoculars to her eyes again. She scanned the area, then stopped and came back to a small group of men and women walking from the building. Something was twigging at her mind. "Yuri, hand me the InfoPad."

Yuri put her nail file down, reached into her bag for the IP, then handed it up to Kei. "Here."

Kei took it and called up the files they had on the terrorist activities, and then the list of people killed. She scrolled through the list then stopped, looking at the picture of the man there. She brought the binoculars to her eyes again and searched out the group again.

For several seconds Kei looked from the man down on the grounds, and the picture on the pad. "Yuri, take a look down at sector A3, the man, the one with brown hair and the blue suit."

Yuri sighed, and put her nail file aside. She picked up her binoculars and found the man Kei had been talking about. "I suppose he is kind of cute."

"No you idiot," Kei said, dropping the IP down. It hit Yuri on the head.

"Oww! Why did you do that?"

"Take a look at the guy on the pad."

Yuri did so, then she looked again at the man down on the grounds. "It's the same man. That's impossible though. Dr. Rogerson died in one of the first terrorists attacks."

"Presumed dead," Kei clarified. "They used so much explosive that no one ever thought that they would find any bodies."

Yuri said nothing for a moment. "I guess killing hundreds of people to cover up a kidnapping would make some sort of twisted sense. Well, we have something now. Want to go?"

"Not yet," Kei said. "I want to figure out just what is going on here."

There were few people present at such a late hour, but there were some. Over half of them were people presumed killed in the terrorist activities. Well, that explained why terrorists had a always gone for much too large explosions.

"So," Kei said. "What we have here is probably a team going in, planting the explosives, grabbing the people they want, then blowing everything up to cover their tracks."

Yuri nodded. "Makes sense, in a twisted sort of way."

"But what are they doing?"

"Looks like research, multi-field sort of stuff. I'm guessing it's a money operation."

Kei though about that then nodded. "That has promise. Greed. You would have at least thought that a religious type would have some higher aspirations."

"How terribly disappointing," Yuri said. "Ready to go?"

"Maybe. There is one more thing I want to check out."

"What?"

"That map you pulled up had confinement cells shown on it. I'd like to see if they are being used."

"Looking for some inside information?"

"Yes. Come on," Kei said, opening the door of the cleaning closet they had been hiding in and looking up and down the corridor. "All clear, let's go."

Kei led the way, Yuri following her, keeping an eye out behind them. The security cells were on the first level, which Kei thought a little strange as the real high security areas were in the sub-basements.

There were two guards standing outside of the entrance into the cells. They were quickly and silently dispatched by the two TroCons. Yuri opened the door and Kei grabbed both of the guards by a foot and dragged them into the cell area.

They walked down the short corridor, looking into each of the cells. Only one of the cells was occupied.

"Hey," Kei called out quietly. "You awake?"

The woman lying on the bed sat up. She looked a little shocked. "Who are you?"

"Not important," Kei said. "Who are you?"

"I'm Georgia Haight."

Kei looked over at Yuri and Yuri took out the IP and entered the woman's name. After a moment she looked up at Kei. "Listed among the dead in an explosion three weeks ago. Weapons designer."

"We're going to get you out of here," Kei said as she fitted one of the keys she had taken from the guards into the lock.

There was a look of shock on the woman's face for a moment, then she smiled. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," she gushed.

"Yes, sure," Kei said, unlocking the door. She turned to look at Yuri. "Quick, fast, easy. Maybe we'll get a bonus, or a promotion."

"One could hope," Yuri said as she put the IP away.

"Come on," Kei said.

Georgia followed after them, then stopped by the guards. "We might need their ID," she said, bending down to check the unconscious men.

"Whatever," Kei said, opening the door to make sure they halls were still clear.

"We won't need them," Yuri told her, but did not stop her. Maybe doing something would help her keep calm. She looked towards Kei.

"All clear," Kei said, pushing the door completely open and walking out.

"I'll bring up the rear," Yuri told Georgia.

"Okay," Georgia nodded, then set out after Kei.

Because they had Georgia with them the Lovely Angels found things a little more difficult. Not impossible, but it took them twice the time to get to the exit than it had taken them to get in. Kei opened the door and looked out.

"Yuri," Kei said. "I think they might be onto us. There seems to be more security than before."

"Let me see," Yuri said, moving past Georgia to see what Kei was talking about.

With both women in front of her Georgia finally had a chance to act. She reached under her jacket and removed the stun stick she had taken from the guard when she had said she was looking for their ID. She pointed it at the two women's back and pressed the recessed firing stud.

A number of low powered lasers leapt forth, ionising the air between the weapon and the Lovely Angels. A moment later a bolt of electricity discharged along the path of ionised air into the two trouble consultants.

Both Kei and Yuri had a moment to realise that something had happened before falling unconscious.

"Thank you madam," the woman gushed, bowing very low.

"Now, I want you to return to your cell, you still have a few days left in your punishment. If you hurry, I might forget that you left it, and will not need to add anything else to your punishment.

"Yes madam. You are too kind madam." Georgia straightened and ran off, back the way she had come from.

Kali looked down at the two young women, then over at her chief of security, Leslie Chang. "Have you found signs of any others yet?"

"Not yet, nor do I think there are any others. 3WA teams most often work in just one pair. They may send others in time though, to find out what happened to these two," she looked over at Kei and Yuri, "and to complete their mission."

"We'll just have to keep a watch out then. Make the area around the complex more secure, have our special converts appearance changed slightly. Minor cosmetic surgery, hair and eye colour, that sort of thing."

"I'll get on it."

"Good." Kali looked at the two TroCons. "Have them taken to my house and put in one of the secure guest rooms."

"We should kill them," Leslie told her.

"Perhaps we should, but I do not wish to do so. At least not yet. This will give me a chance to test some more extreme behaviour modification with the AP chip."

"We're not talking normal people here," Leslie warned. "These two are 3WA. That means something."

"Yes, it means that if the AP chip behaves as I want it to with them, it is the invention I hoped for."

"I'm against this."

"Noted. Now get to work."

"Yes Miss Jung," Leslie said, then turned away.

While most of Kali's people on planet were devoted to her, to the point of being syncopathic yes men, and women, there were some positions of power that Kali did not want such people in. Head of security was one of those. While she was sometimes mildly annoyed that Leslie would often tell her what to do, she accepted it. Leslie did know what she was talking about.

So she respected her views on the two women, and would be careful about them, but she was not going to kill them outright. They were useful, for at time at least.

Much as she had suspected, the good Doctor was wide awake, busy with yet another improvement on the AP chips and their programming. Awake or not, it still took some steady pounding on his door to bring him to the door.

He opened the door, pushing the gold rimmed spectacles he wore down, over his eyes . "Ah, Miss Jung. Did we have a meeting?" He was not an old man, hardly into his thirties, but there was something of the old, absent minded professor in him.

"No Doctor," she said, pushing into his room. "I need some AP chips. Special orders."

"Of course," he said, closing the door. "Come along," he said, crossing the room to his computer station. "Where do we start?"

"Standard mode," she said.

"Right," he brought up several screens around him and began tapping the keys. "What do you want?"

"Let's start by increasing the submissiveness factor by a hundred percent, no, make that two hundred. These two are most likely strong willed normally."

"Two hundred percent increase," he said, tapping keys.

"Fear of punishment, one hundred and fifty percent increase."

"One hundred and fifty percent," he said, then looked up at her. "I don't know how much work you might get out of someone under this."

"Work is not important."

"I guess not."

Kali began to go into more detail, things unique to these new chips. After a time Brandon looked up and told her that she was doing a real mind fuck on someone. Kali gave him a hard stare and he went back to work.

She went on to differentiate each chip. Brandon said nothing, just worked. As always, he suspected that Kali did not really appreciate how the chips worked. Some things were easy, just make sure the right part of the brain is stimulated and people would act in a certain way. Fear of punishment, submissive behaviour, respect for authority, that was all fairly easy. A penchant of the colour pink was more difficult.

Still, in the time he had been working for her he had learned much of how to do things. While sometimes he questioned how his work was being used, he never questioned it for long. He was making strides he might never had he remained in the UG.

Finally it was finished and he loaded the programs into each of the carriers.

"Thank you Doctor," Kali said as she took the carriers.

"No problem," he told her.

She nodded, then turned and left.

The men picked the limp form of the TroCon up and carried her out of the room, down the hall, to another room. It was decorated like a nursery, though the furniture all scaled to adult proportions. Kali had used the room several times in the past for other guests, but this was the first time she would be using it in conjunction with the AP chip.

"Lay her on the bed," Kali ordered. She would save the crib for later.

The two men lay Yuri out on her stomach, arranging her as they had been instructed before leaving.

Kali got on the bed, then positioned herself at Yuri's shoulders. She gently brushed the hair from off the young woman's neck, exposing the pale skin. She opened a surgery kit and removed several instruments. She quickly had made a shallow cut into the base of Yuri's neck. As she dabbed away at the blood she took the carrier from beside her and slid it into the incision.

After that it was mostly automatic, the carrier slid the main chip deeper to where it would rest on the spinal column. The location was not really important but Dr. Mills had designed them to go there, so they did. She took out a syringe that contained millions of nanobots suspended in a saline solution. She waited a few minutes, then injected the solution into Yuri.

That done she cleaned then sealed the wound. It would take a two or three hours for the computers and control web to be built, but after that the Artificial Personality chip would be running the show, as it were.

She had once recruited and dominated her people like all cult leaders, with a strong personality and an understanding of people. That had been enough for her to bring four thousand people to Julius to set up her private community.

After that, the day to day running of a planet took up more of her time. The one to one, old fashioned approach just did not cut it any longer. She had gone to drugs to make up for the time she could no provide. That had worked very well, oh, certainly, she destroyed a few minds in the process, but they were still able to do menial labour. Most came out of it, perhaps a little duller, but still able to function.

Doctors Mills' AP chip was just the next step in the progression. It required no skill really, no understanding of human behaviour, no well spring of charisma, just a scalpel and steady hands.

While she did miss the old days somewhat, the AP chips were giving her an option she had never had before.

She gathered up her things and got off the bed. She'd come back when the AP chip had settled in. Then it would be time for some fun.

The last thing she remembered was that she and Kei had been about to escape the complex, then there was nothing. Where was Kei? And what was it about the nursery that seemed off to her?

The door opened and Yuri whipped around towards the noise. A woman was entering, just not any woman, but Kali Jung. Yuri's hand snapped around to the pistol in her shoulder holster. Just as she was about to grasp it her hand jerked back, as if she had touched something hot. She was suddenly overwhelmed with an almost paralysing sense of fear.

"You're awake?" Kali said, looking at Yuri. She should have been unconscious for at least an hour longer. No matter though.

Yuri suddenly felt that being awake was somehow wrong, that since it bothered Kali that it was wrong. She almost apologised, and might have if she had not been so frightened.

Kali looked at the girl kneeling on the bed, noting the way she trembled slightly. She smiled. All looked well. "Get up Yuri," she ordered.

Yuri was immediately on her feet. She did not want to be, but it was as if she could not help herself.

Kali reached forward under the vest Yuri was wearing and removed the laser pistol she had been reaching for. Yuri trembled at the sight of the weapon. She did not know why, but it was as if she was terrified of it. Kali carelessly put it on a nearby table, as if it was not important.

"Weapons are not toys," Kali said, smiling as she saw how Yuri cringed slightly at her raised voice. "Little girls like you should not play with them."

"I'm not a little girl," Yuri said sullenly.

"Really?" Kali widened her eyes. "Let's see." She reached into Yuri's vest again and removed a the small scythe whip. She slashed it about in the air and saw Yuri's eyes open wide with fear.

Kali spun Yuri about and lashed her across her bottom. The scythe whip, if powered, could cut through steel, not to mention flesh and bone. Unpowered it was just a whip. Kali lay several more blows across Yuri's uniformed bottom, smiling at the way Yuri cried. They were not even very hard, but the girl's artificial fear of punishment made it so much worse.

Finally, fear, artificial or not, got the better of the young TroCon. She gasped as her bladder let go and warm urine began to soak the crotch of her uniform and run down her legs. She could not believe that it was happening.

Kali smiled, then add one more slap, putting it across the bare upper leg, and with enough extra force to raise a welt. Yuri began to bawl.

"Not a little girl, well, perhaps you are right. Little girls usually don't pee themselves do they." She tossed aside the whip and began to undress Yuri. Yuri, still crying, did not resist. When Kali finished she held up Yuri's urine soaked panties and the uniform and held them in front of Yuri's face. "Well Yuri, are you still sure that you are not a little girl?"

Yuri sniffed and said nothing.

Kali grasped her by the shoulder and directed her over to the changing table. "Get up."

"I don't want to wear diapers," Yuri said, guessing where it was going.

Kali shook the yellow stained panties in front of Yuri, then gave her a light slap on the bottom. Yuri took the hint, and still crying, climbed onto the changing table and lay down.

Reaching under the table Kali produced a thick disposable. She place it on the table, then went through the drawers, bringing up baby powder, lotion, and a cylindrical device with a rounded end.

"Lift you hips little Yuri," Kali ordered. Yuri did as she was told, lifting her hips so Kali could slide the diaper under her bottom. "Now," Kali said, running her fingers through Yuri's damp pubic hair. "This has to go."

"No!" Yuri gasped.

Kali gave the inside if Yuri's thigh a slap which quieted Yuri, but for a few soft sobs. Kali picked up the cylindrical device, pointed the rounded end at Yuri's crotch and pressed a switch. Carrier waves killed the hair cells while a sonic setting vibrated the hairs out of the skin.

She moved it slowly, making sure no hairs were missed. When it was done, she used a baby wipe to clean Yuri, wiping away all the hair as well. "There we go," Kali said. "All smooth and clean, and perfectly suited to your new role in life."

Yuri sniffed as Kali began to smooth lotion all over her now bare skin. When she began to powder her it was not all that bad. When she pulled the diaper up between her legs Yuri began to cry again. It forced her legs apart a little, and it was so obviously a diaper. Kali taped it on tight, running her fingers along the leg gathers to make sure there would be no leaks.

"There we go little Yuri," Kali said. "Now when you wet yourself everything will be fine. Isn't that nice?"

"I don't want to wear diapers," Yuri sobbed.

"Then you should not have had that accident," Kali said cruelly. "Not stop crying or you will get a spanking."

The thought of a spanking terrified Yuri beyond all reason. She almost started crying more, but managed to control herself.

"Come on, let's get little Yuri dressed," Kali said, directing Yuri off the table. She led her to one of the closets in the room. "Now, you get to pick your outfit." She opened the doors and showed Yuri several articles of clothing. All of them, save for one, were mature and furthermore offered long, loose skirts that would hide Yuri's diaper. The remaining one was a pink, little girl's dress, in adult size.

"The pink one," Yuri said, not at all sure why she did. She did not want to wear it.

"It suits the true you," Kali said, taking the dress from the closet. "Now stand still while I get you dressed."

Yuri did as she was told and let Kali dress her. The short skirt did not really cover her diapers, it was not meant to. After the dress had been put on her Kali put matching pink socks on Yuri's feet. She stood back and looked at her work, smiling. "Yes, this suits you much better than what you were wearing before."

Yuri began to cry again. Kali grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the crib. The directed Yuri into the large crib and put the rail up. "Now you stay in there and don't try to get out, or you will be punished."

The threat of punishment made Yuri cringe back, as Kali had known it would. "Get some rest little Yuri, I'll be bringing you a play mate soon."

With that Kali left the room. Yuri lay in the crib, knowing how easy it would be to get out. She did not try though. The threat of punishment paralysed her into inaction. Instead she cried herself to exhaustion.

She stumbled to her room. There she threw herself onto her bed, loosened her pants, and then began to masturbate, picturing the TroCon lying there in her crib, wearing her obvious diapers. Finally the waves of an orgasm rolled over her body, leaving her lying on her bed, gasping. After a time she rolled of her bed, then stumbled to the shower. She still had Kei to do.

The nurse handed her a patch, Kali put it on Kei, giving it a light slap to activate it. A moment later Kei opened her eyes and sat up. "Where the hell am I?" She asked aloud.

"I will not having you use language like that young lady!" Kali snapped, she was rewarded with Kei cringing away. Everything looked to be proceeding as she planned.

Kei was not sure what was going on, but she recognised Kali Jung, and she realised that she was in trouble. She reached for her pistol, but her hand jerked away from it before she could grab it. Suddenly she was very afraid, as if the weapon were some kind of poisonous animal. She tried reaching for it again, but again her hand jerked away from it.

Kali reached down and casually took it from the holster. "Is this what you want?" she asked, waving the weapon in Kei's face. Kei backed up as much as she could. "This is not a toy," Kali told her, putting it into her waistband. "Let's see what else you have on you that you should not." She reached down and began to take the other weapons Kei had. While there had been some danger in leaving the TroCons with their weapons, she had removed the power cells whenever she could, and made the weapons as harmless as possible. Not that Kei or Yuri knew that.

"You are being a very naughty girl," Kali said as she removed the last knife.

"Shut up!" Kei said, not liking the way things were going.

The sound of the slap filled the room for a moment, then it was Kei's sobs that were bouncing off the walls. Kali nodded, pleased. She had decided that Kei was going to be the bratty one, often in need of little punishments to keep her honest.

"Let's get you out of that ridiculous costume," Kali said as she began to pull of Kei's clothes. Even though she had recently been punished, Kei began to try to stop Kali. Kali smiled and slapped at her hands, hard enough to make her pull back and behave.

Once she had Kei naked she took a pair of training panties from a bag she had brought with her. They were pink, with a kitten pattern on them and fit Kei well. She then pulled a T-shirt over Kei's head followed by a pair of bib style overalls. They were loose in the seat and around the waist, but Kali knew they probably would not be so for long.

Kei was a little dumbfounded by what had just happened. She should have put up a fight. Hell, she should have killed the woman. He thought of killing her suddenly brought on a wave of anxiety and Kei almost had a panic attack. She pushed the thought away, thinking instead of thick panties she was wearing, which made her feel humiliated, but drove the panic away.

"Come along Kei," Kali said, holding out her hand. Kei reached out, against her will almost, and took it. Kali led her out of the room, down the hall, to the nursery where she had earlier brought Yuri.

When the door opened Yuri sat up in the crib, looking towards the door. She was a little surprised to see Kei walking in. It took away any hope that she might have escaped and would be around for rescue.

Kei was surprised to see Yuri, especially in such an outfit, and the obvious diaper. She also was a little upset that Yuri would not be providing rescue. She suddenly got angry at Yuri. "Yuri you big stupid diaper baby!"

Yuri was shocked to hear Kei say such a thing. Then she began crying. "Kei's mean!"

Kali smiled at the latest twist in her little game. Kei was being the perfect little brat, and Yuri was being a cry baby. Very nice. She slapped Kei across her seat. "Kei, you know you should not tease Yuri."

"But she is such a baby."

Kali lay her hand across Kei's seat a few more times, enough to make her realise that she was being punished. That got Kei crying again. She pulled Kei across the room and pushed her down into a chair. "You wait here."

Kei sniffed and said nothing.

Kali lowered the side of the crib and told Yuri to get out. "Do you need to go potty?"

Yuri winced slightly as being asked in such away, but nodded. If she got to use a toilet, that would be so much better. She had been worried she would be confined to diapers.

Kali led Yuri over to one of the doors in the room and opened it, revealing the bathroom. When Yuri saw the toilet she was suddenly seized by an attack of panic and fear similar to when she had tried to get a weapon, or when she was being punished. She did not understand why, but she did not want to get near the toilet.

Kali hid a smile as Yuri began to drag her feet and try to wiggle free. "Come along little Yuri, we'll get you seated on that toilet soon."

Yuri let out a little cry as she began to wet the diaper. She did not want to, or maybe she did. Anything to avoid that toilet.

Kali stopped pulling at Yuri and turned around to face her. Yuri was blushing a deep red. Kali reached down to Yuri's diaper. "Did you...?" she felt the diaper. "You did. Well, if you can't control yourself I guess you'll just have to stay in diapers." With that she walked Yuri over to the changing table and had her sit on it.

"I'll change you after I take Kei to the potty," Kali told Yuri.

Kei, who had been laughing at Yuri's misfortune, was not pleased to hear the toilet being referred to as a potty in conjunction with her name. Kali knelt down to take the overalls off Kei. Kei tried to resist, but a slap of her hands had her behaving, for a while.

Clothed in only her T-shirt and training panties Kei was led to the bathroom. On seeing the toilet she was suddenly struck by the same fear that had hit Yuri. She held out a little longer, and got closer, but that cost her. She was horrified as not only did she begin to wet her training panties, but soiled them as well. It was a disgusting feeling, and she thought she was going to be sick.

Kali was a little surprised to see the way the back of Kei's training panties had puffed out, and the brown stain. She was a little disgusted as well. Urine was one thing, this was quite another. Still, she should have expected it.

She shook her head. "I guess you aren't as grown up as I thought," she said, leading Kei away from the toilet.

Kei began to cry.

She laid a changing mat out then told Kei to sit on it and wait. Kei rebelled at first, but a stern glance made her sit down. The mess in her pants squished under her and Kei once again felt her stomach roll.

Kali picked up the phone and called the nurse who had been watching them earlier, telling her to report to the nursery. Kali was not going to deal with a dirty diaper.

She walked over to the changing table and told Yuri to lie down. As she was taking Yuri's diaper off she looked down at the miserable Kei. "I guess the only reason anyone is going to use the word Dirty Pair for you is to describe your panties," she said.

Kei looked angry at that, but the anger was quickly washed over by shame. She began to cry.

Kali had finished changing Yuri's diaper when the nurse came in.

"You called for me madam," she said, curtsying deeply.

"Yes. Clean up little Kei there and change her into diapers."

"Of course madam," the nurse said as she walked into the room. She went to work right away, not complaining about the mess or the stink. Once she had Kei cleaned up, and a diaper under her, Kali ordered the nurse to stop.

She took the hair remover from a changing table drawer and walked over to Kei. "Yuri, come here."

Yuri, against her wishes, walked over to Kali.

"Kneel down," Kali told her. Yuri did, kneeling between Kei's legs. Kali handed her the hair remover. "You know what to do."

Yuri did, and she did it, but she hated it. She knew how bad Kei had to be feeling right then, and while Kei might be acting like a brat towards her, she was still Yuri's friend. Kei pubic hair worked itself out of the skin, and with a swipe of the nurse's baby wipe, she was left as bare as Yuri was.

Kali took the hair remover from Yuri and returned it to the changing table as the nurse finished diapering Kei.

"Well now," she looked at the two women who sat there, Kei in a T-shirt and diaper, Yuri in the dress and diaper. "Welcome to your new life." Yuri began to cry. Kei held out a little better. "From now on, you'll call me mommy," she nodded, liking that. "You will call the nurse nanny-Jenna. You will listen to her as if she was me. She is an authority figure," she stressed authority. "She will punish you a she sees fit if you have been bad," she stressed punished. Kei and Yuri had began to tremble slightly and Kei had begun to cry. Satisfied that they had the point she looked over at the nurse.

"Jenna, make sure you treat these two like the babies they are, and don't be afraid to punish them much harsher than you would a baby."

"Of course madam."

"Good. Recruit any help you need. I'll be back later." And with that Kali left.

Jenna looked at the two women siting on the floor, their faces covered with tears. She knelt down and wiped their faces off and smiled. "Be good little girls, and I won't have to take you over my knee," she said. "Now first, let's get little Kei back in her overalls."

Kei, who was willing to be a little defiant, and to act before thinking, thanks to the AP chip, slapped the woman's hand as she reached for the coveralls. "No." Kei said.

Jenna sighed, then grasped Kei and yanked her over her knee and lay a dozen or so swats across the seat of Kei's diapers. It was enough to get Kei crying and pacified. Jenna quickly got Kei into her overalls, the seat was not loose anymore.

"Now, play nice and I'll go get you something to eat." She left the nursery.

For a time Kei and Yuri cried, and when they stopped they did not look at each other for a while. Finally Kei broke the silence. "This is all your fault you stupid diaper wetting baby."

"It is not," Yuri said as she began to cry.

"You're a big cry baby, I wish I had a better partner, one not as stupid as you."

"I'm not stupid," Yuri cried even harder.

"Stupid Yuri who wets her diapers all the time," Kei said. It did not matter that her words applied to herself as well, Yuri did not defend herself, she just cried.

When Jenna came in she found Yuri bawling loudly and heard the last of Kei's latest tirade. Sighing she put the bottles she had brought aside and Kei got another taste of nanny-Jenna's lap. When Kei was crying just as loud as Yuri, Jenna put her aside, went and calmed Yuri down, then fed her.

After feeding Kei she put the both into the crib and told them they better be quiet or they would be in a lot of trouble.

It was late in the afternoon when she went to Dr. Mills lab to tell him about how well his AP chips had worked with the two TroCons. She was a little surprised to find Leslie there as well. She wondered what her security chief was doing with the Doctor.

"Dr. Mills, I am very pleased with your work."

"So it went well?" He sounded a little excited.

"Wonderfully. Two 3WA TroCons was wetting their diapers, playing in the nursery and are afraid of their own shadows. It worked wonderfully."

"Well," he said, sounding happy. "I always suspected that such modifications were possible, but to hear it, I mean..."

Leslie coughed. Brandon looked up at her. "Oh, yes."

"What is it Leslie," Kali sighed. She often felt Leslie felt part of her job was to spoil any fun she might have.

"The Doctor should explain it."

"Doctor?"

"Well, I've finished some of my animal tests an have made a few interesting discoveries about the AP chip."

"Such as?"

"Well, in some cases the effects are not permanent. When I have made a large change, the animals often eventually overcome it. On the other hand, for a small change, even when I remove the AP chip, I've found the modified behaviour is now permanent."

"I see," Kali looked at Leslie. "Our guests?"

"I've noticed a few of our longer term people seem to be acting a little more rebellious than I would have thought. Not all of them of course."

Kali nodded. "Keep an eye on them. And, I will have the two TroCons killed, in a week or two, after I've finished playing with them." Kali turned and walked away.

"Playing?" Brandon said once he was sure Kali was out of hearing. "Remind me never to upset her."

"People in power often have little idiosyncrasies. I never judge, I just do my job. I suggest you do so as well."

"I'll take over now," she told Jenna.

"Of course madam," Jenna slid Yuri's head from her lap and got up from the floor. "I just changed them both, and Kei's been fed. Kei was a little monster today, always teasing little Yuri."

Kali smiled at how Jenna was talking about them as if they were actually children. "Thank you for telling me."

"I've also brought in two other nurses. We will be able to watch them round the clock, if you wish."

Kali nodded, not really paying attention to her any longer. "Fine, you may leave now."

Jenna curtsied and left the room.

"So, have you been good for nanny-Jenna?" she asked Yuri.

"Yes," Yuri said, fear in her eyes.

"Yes what?" Kali gave her voice a slight edge.

"Yes mommy," Yuri said.

"Good." She knelt down to check Yuri's diaper, not because she thought it was wet, but she wanted to see the young woman blush. She stood and walked over to where a sullen Kei was sitting in the playpen. "You've been naughty today, haven't you?" she asked softly.

"No," Kei said.

"Don't lie!" Kali made her voice hard, scaring Kei. "Have you been naughty?"

"Yes mommy," Kei said, tears were beginning to gather in her eyes.

"And did nanny-Jenna punish you for it?"

"Yes mommy."

"How?"

"She spanked me," Kei said, crying in earnest now.

Kali smiled. It was so delicious. So terribly, excitingly delicious. She left Kei crying in her playpen and walked over to the bed. From a cupboard near the bed she took out the scythe whip then sat down on the bed. Her back was up against the head board, her feet flat on the cover. "Yuri, come here." She tapped the bed between her legs with the whip.

Yuri did not want to, but she was afraid of what would happen if she did not. She got on the bed and moved between Kali's legs.

Kali lifted her hips and slid her pants, then panties off. She hooked the panties on the end of the whip and dangled them in front of Yuri's face. "Don't you wish you could wear big girl panties again little Yuri?"

"Yes," Yuri said softly.

"Well, that is one wish that will not come true," she laughed, and flung the panties carelessly across the room. "There is a big girl thing that I will let you do. I'm sure you know what it is."

Yuri knew exactly what it was, and she was not interested.

Kali knew what Yuri was thinking. "Do a good job, and you won't get punished."

Less interested in being punished, Yuri brushed her pig tails behind her and moved her head in between Kali's legs and began to gently lick at the lips of her vagina. Kali moaned softly and began to tap the whip lightly against Yuri's diapered bottom, just as a reminder of what might happen if she did not please.

She walked over to Yuri and sat down on the bed. "Not bad little Yuri, you'll get better I'm sure."

Yuri did not answer, she turned her face away from Kali.

"Are you being sulky because I made you please me, or are you being sulky because I made you beg me to please you."

Yuri still said nothing. Kali laughed and gave her a hard slap on her bare bottom. Yuri let out a little yelp.

"I think you probably have to go to the bathroom," Kali said. "Now, do you want me to take you to the potty, or do you want to wear a diaper? And if you make a mess because you do not make a choice I'll make you regret it."

Yuri hated everything that had happened. She wished she was dead. She knew she could not face the toilet, all that would happen was that she would embarrass herself, and the accident would get her punished. "I want a diaper," she said softly.

"What was that?"

"I want a diaper," Yuri said loudly.

In the playpen Kei laughed.

"Why do you want a diaper little Yuri?" Kali asked as she walked over to changing table.

"Because I can't use the toilet," Yuri said.

"Yuri's a big baby," Kei said.

"Quiet Kei," Kali said. "Why can't you use it?" she took a diaper from under the table as well as a container of baby powder.

Yuri said nothing.

"Yuri," Kali said as she walked back towards Yuri. Her tone held a hint of warning.

"Because I'm afraid of it," Yuri said.

"Afraid of the toilet." Kali shook her head as she sat down on the bed. "And to think yesterday you were claiming to be a big girl. Lift your bottom little Yuri." Yuri did so and Kali slid the diaper under her. "I guess you were wrong. Say you were wrong little Yuri."

In the playpen Kei was laughing again, not that she wanted to. Yuri was crying.

Kali lightly slapped the inside of Yuri's thigh. "Say it."

"I was wrong."

"Wrong about what?"

"Wrong about not being a little girl."

"What are you?"

"I'm a little girl."

"I'm a little girl what?"

"I'm a little girl mommy."

"Yes you are." Kali pulled the diaper up between Yuri's legs and taped it shut. "There, now you can safely wet yourself."

Kali got to her feet and walked towards the door. "I'll send your nanny in here to bathe you and get you ready for bed. See you tomorrow girls. We're going to have a lot of fun together." For a week or two at least she thought but did not say.

She left a bawling Yuri behind.

Kei took out much of her anger the only way she could, picking on Yuri. Yuri spent a lot of time crying. The two nurses in the room, nanny-Jenna and nanny-Clara were getting a little tired of it.

Jenna was changing Yuri's diaper, which was messy as well as wet. Yuri hated the feeling of shit in her diapers. She hated messing them. She hated being cleaned by nanny-Jenna. She hated having the new diaper put on. She hated it all, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Kei was getting a spanking from nanny-Clara for kicking over Yuri's towers of blocks and making her cry. Kei was bawling loudly, and promising to be good. Everyone in the room, including Kei, knew it was not true.

Jenna pulled Yuri's white tights back up over her diapers and helped her off the changing table. She straightened the white skirt of the dress she wore.

Clara, having finished Kei's spanking refastened her diapers and dressed her again in her overalls.

"Now I want you two to be good," Jenna said. "Nanny-Clara and I are going for some coffee, and we'll bring your lunch up after. Kei, if I find Yuri crying I'll spank you silly. Do you understand?"

"Yes Nanny-Jenna."

"Good," Jenna said, knowing that in all likelihood she was going to be spanking Kei silly when she and Clara got back.

The door closed, leaving the two TroCons alone. Yuri sat on the floor, staking blocks. Kei sat some distance away, playing with a doll. Neither wanted to play with the toys, but they could not help themselves.

"I've been thinking about what is happening," Yuri said softly.

"Can the diaper wetting baby think?" Kei asked.

Yuri began to cry, but she did not reply, knowing that would only lead Kei on, and make her cry harder. She did not really feel the need to reply anyway, she just accepted it really.

"I think I know what happened."

Kei wanted to say something, but held herself back, knowing it would only make Yuri cry to the point where she would be useless. And after the recent spanking, and the promise of more, being quiet was not a stretch.

"I thought drugs originally, but that is not it. It could not be it. And everything else, just doesn't make sense. So it has to be an artificial personality overlay of some sort."

"Stupid baby," Kei said softly, unable to hold a little insult back.

Yuri sniffed loudly, then continued. "It's all still theory of course, though it looks like Kal... mommy has a working model. It still has to be in early stages though. It would be a main, controlling computer of some sort, with a bunch of smaller sub units and a web that connects it all to various parts of the brain. The problem," Yuri said as she stacked several blocks on top of one another, "is that such a set up could not be shielded well. A lot of things could disrupt it, so they say.

"Physical trauma, electrical shock, upsetting the bodies normal biochemical structure, near death experiences, and other things like that."

"Shut up you stupid lesbian diaper wetting baby," Kei said as she got to her feet.

Yuri began to cry loudly, the insults hitting fresh wounds. Kei did not mind, Yuri had already told her what she needed to know. It took Kei a little time to find something she could use as a tool, and she was worried, terrified actually, that the nannies might come back at any moment. The main problem was any thing that she thought might make a good tool was also something she thought might make a good weapon. Once she thought of it as a weapon she was terrified of it.

Finally she found a plastic spoon from the tea set. She walked over to one of the unused power receptacles and, with a little work, got the face plate off. She pulled the wires out, managed to strip them a little, then stepped back. It might even work, she thought.

"Cry baby Yuri, get over here," Kei said.

Yuri began to cry some more as she walked over to see what Kei had done. She looked at the stripped wires.

"Touch them," Kei told her.

Yuri backed up a little. She had a fear of dangerous things, well she did now, and knew she those wires were dangerous. Kei smiled, and as her AP chip told her, did something naughty and cruel to Yuri. A push, and Yuri fell against the exposed wires.

Falling as she did, Yuri was sort of stuck on them, and for a few seconds her muscles did not want to work. Finally, she pushed herself away, breathing heavily. That had hurt.

"Well you stupid cry baby?" Kei asked.

"You little bitch," Yuri said, grabbing Kei and spinning her around, pushing her against the wires.

"As troublesome as always madam," Clara told her. "They quieted down a little in the afternoon, probably just tired."

"Well I'll take care of them now."

"Yes madam," Clara said as she walked out the door. As soon as the door closed Yuri bean to cry. Kali sighed and turned at look at the two women in the playpen. She was beginning to regret making Yuri such a cry baby. It would likely get very annoying, it already was actually.

She walked to the playpen. "Did you say something to make little Yuri cry Kei?!" she demanded.

"Yes," Kei admitted sullenly.

"And what was it?" Kali asked, knowing she could punish Kei for it and Kei's repeating it would make Yuri cry all the more.

"I told her that she could not kill you mommy."

Kali stared at Kei for a moment, wandering if something was wrong with her hearing.

Kei pulled the freshly charged scythe whip from where it was hidden, activated it, and lashed out. Kali's head came clean away from her body. "Bitch."

"It looks like you were wrong about being an alive girl," Yuri said as she got to her feet, pulling off the baby clothes she had been wearing.

They ignored Kali's dead body as they went to the closet and removed the adult clothes that were there. They then gathered up what weapons they could and looked at each other.

"She was wrong about so many things," Kei said.

"Yes. Especially about people only using the Dirty Pair in regard to our undergarments. Shall we go and remind everyone just what we did to earn that nickname?"

Kei took her laser pistol off safe. "Let's."

The AP chips had been removed and they had been injected with a cleaner that had broken down all the structures in their body that had been part of the AP. They had then signalled their ship, also called the Lovely Angel, from its hiding spot behind the moon and called it down to them. They had tossed the Doctor into the ship's cell, deciding he was the only one worth taking.

Once they had used the Lovely Angel to destroy ever space capable ship they could find on the planet, or in orbit, then had signalled the UG. They could take care of the rest of the mess.

The two TroCons sat in the cockpit as the Lovely Angel blasted away from the gravity well to a point where it could fold.

"Kei dear, why don't you get me a cup of tea," Yuri said.

"Do you think I'm your maid?"

"I think I have some pictures that the late Miss Jung took," Yuri said, fanning out several prints that showed Kei in all her baby glory.

"That it low Yuri," Kei said.

"Is it?" Yuri asked innocently.

"Yes. I would have thought such a thing beneath you. Not beneath me of course," Kei said, removing her own set of prints that showed Yuri in all her baby glory.

Yuri laughed. "Stalemate."

"Such is life."

"Well, I'm glad that is over."

"Me to," Kei said. "I never though sitting on a toilet could be so grand."

"How very gauche of you," Yuri said.

Kei laughed. "Still, if you don't have to use them, diapers are maybe no so bad, right?"