[ABDL, Race Change]

"Oh, good morning, Neighbor. Don't mind me, I'm just bringing in a couple of goods, just making sure to get nice and cozy before the holidays."

"Don't talk to me. We don't want your kind here."

"P-Pardon? What did you just say?"

"I said we don't like your kind here. You 'freespirited' darkies polute the purity of this neighborhood. We'd really like if you just stayed inside all day, but-"

Tracy was a young black lesbian woman. And though she had experienced a lot of difficulty throughout her life due to who she crushed on and what she wanted to do with her life, she thought that she could just devote herself to her work and then unwind at home, which was why she ended up living all by herself in this gated community. She thought that if she moved in and kept to herself, then everything would be alright. Maybe a little bond with the neighbors here and there, and things would be alright...

Unfortunately, she had the displeasure of being introduced to the most bigoted woman on the block. Pale as could be, and with a heart as cold as the snow that was going to start falling from the sky in a few weeks. Her name was Gertrude, and she had clearly been raised to believe everyone and everything was beneath her. And that her kind was much better than Tracy's...

"I'm sorry, but I don't like that tone you're taking, miss. Have you taken a step outside this community in the last five years? Those kinds of words would get you hung in the street!" Tracy cried out, her cheeks a bit red as anger started to bubble through her. She couldn't believe somebody would be this openly bigoted. In this day and age!

Gertrude huffed as she crossed her arms. "There you go, acting just like all the other darkies. I can't believe they agreed to let somebody like you live here. You're clearly trying to unravel everything and everything our society stands for. That's it, I'm going to make sure that they hear from me and get you banned!"

She went to such drastic measures already. Tracy just couldn't take it. It didn't feel right to get abused by somebody like her, especially when she was being so openly bigoted. Nobody was really paying attention to her pouring all of that abuse onto her too, which made it even worse. But if she took so drastic measures, then she could return fire just as much...

"Listen. Listen." Tracy said, taking a deep breath as she put her hands together. "I'm sorry you hate my kind. But, I'm sure that we can find a middleground. I'm sure that there's something we can bond over that'll help you see things a different way." She continued, forcing a bit of a quivering smile. "I have something in my car that'll help. Something you probably need."

Gertrude crossed her arms as she glared at the darkie in front of her. She didn't like her one bit. But even she couldn't turn down a gift. Especially if it had good monetary value. Truth be told, she was a bit behind on the payment that she needed to send in to keep her place in the community, so she needed this...

As the two walked towards the car, Tracy's heart beat heavy. She knew that doing this was difficult. But she really needed to make sure that she wouldn't hurt anybody ever again. That kind of bigotry couldn't be wiped away without a good loving pair of arms. And the only one that would love her when she was like this would have to be her... So she needed to make some adjustments so she wouldn't be such a problem.

"I don't see anything of worth in your car, darkie." Gertrude scoffed and spat more abuse at the girl that had done nothing to earn it. All while coming closer and closer, peeking right into the trunk as it opened...

Only to find a pacifier stuffed into her mouth, causing her to violently swing her arms around in a panic. What had that dark-skinned bitch just done!? She thought she was going to get something she could cash in, not treated like an infant! What had she done to deserve that!? She was incriminating her rights, she was the source of everything wrong with society in its current state!

Tracy took a deep breath as she watched Gertrude slowly and automatically suckle on her pacifier. Good. It was working. "There there. You don't need to throw a tantrum. It'll all be alright." She said, smiling from ear to ear as she beckoned the overgrown white toddler to come closer as she took a seat on her car. Feeling the subtle crinkle underneath her, a blush pouirng across her cheeks...

Gertrude wanted to do anything but get closer to that bitch. But she felt her heart aching as she did. And the longer she spent away from her, the more she was sucking on that pacifier. She didn't understand why she kept on sucking on it. She had wanted to toss it away the moment it was stuffed into her mouth, and yet she just kept on suckling. It was making her more and more frustrated, but she...

She just walked over and sat down besides her, trembling as she looked at her. What was with her..? Why did she look a little bigger? Why did she look... B-beautiful? No, she definitely wasn't that last one, she wasn't beautiful! She was one of those darkies that she hated! But why did she hate them in the first place..?

Tracy smiled as the hateful woman sat down at her side. It was working. She could see the hate slowly pouring off her as she tried to struggle against the power of that pacifier. The power of her love. Now she just needed to help her along ever slightly more. To that end, she carefully picked Gertrude up and placed her on her lap, letting her subtle crinkle echo out again.

Gertrude's eyes widened as she heard that sound and felt those arms wrapping around her. She wanted to scream and pull away. Anything to stop this feeling inside her. She didn't like it. But being hugged like this was making her nice and warm. It made her feel so soft. She hadn't felt like this in years. Not since she was with her Mama. Was this darkie... W-Was this nice lady like her Mama..?

As her mind was getting more and more confused by the warmth of the black woman, her body was gradually starting to turn just as black as hers. All while she kept on suckling softly and sweetly. It felt really nice to keep on suckling. It felt really nice to be on this lap. Even though she had been really shocked to hear the sound of a crinkling diaper, she didn't really care too much about it any more. She kinda liked it, if she had to be honest. She kinda wanted it too, maybe to match the nice lady that was hugging her.

Tracy smiled as the bigot was turning just as black as her. And as that bigotry slowly but surely started to disappear from her eyes and from her smile. All as she kept on suckling like the good girl that she was. She just had to give her a little push, carefully tugging on the formerly bigoted girl's pants...

"Goodness, you really like them thick, don't you, Hannah?"

Gertrude trembled a bit as she heard that name. Was that hers? No, it was definitely Hannah... W-Was it Hannah? She thought she had a different name, but the more she tried to think of a different name, the harder Hannah sank into her mind. It felt really nice. But what was the nice lady talking about? Thick? What did she like that was thick?

Hannah blinked a few more times until she felt something nice and thick squish between her thighs. Something that fit really well with the big cute onesie that she always wore whenever she went out of the house. That's right, it was her diapy! She always wore it because her big sis... W-Well, her 'big sis', really liked it when it cupped her butt. It was such a weird relationship that they had, but it was one that they both enjoyed. One where she could lean into her more childish aspects and not worry about it because Tracy was there for her.

"L-Like you're one to talk, Tracy." Hannah muttered through her pacifier as she reached behind her and touched the diaper that just barely peeked out of her 'big sister's pants, which was kinda thick too. Not as thick as hers though. "You wear them really big too. Don't lie, it's not nice to lie." The smaller black girl huffed as she looked up at her bigger lover. Oh, she really liked her. She really, really did like her. A far cry from how much she hated her just a few minutes ago.

Tracy smiled as she patted the little pacified baby girl on the head. "I'm not lying, hun. You wear much bigger ones because you're the bigger baby in this relationship. Maybe when you 'grow up' and finally put me in one of these, you can be the big sis. And then we can have a lot of fun too." She said, giggling a bit as she slipped a pacifier out of her pocket. "I've got this one too, when you really want me to be a baby."

Hannah watched as her big sis popped the same sort of pacifier that she was suckling on into her mouth. Suckling it just like she was. It brought her lots of calm. So much so that she forgot more and more about the hateful girl that she had been. She forgot all about her hatred for darkies, forgot all about how much she thought that people like her big sis were ruining society and this community. Those were bad thoughts after all, how could somebody as cute as her big sis be a bad girl?

Satisfied with what she was seeing, Hannah popped her pacifier out of her mouth and gave her big sis a kiss on the cheek, before popping it back in and smiling the best that she could with her mouth still full of rubber. She was a cheeky little thing, but that was how she had come to end up being so precious.

Tracy blushed a bit as she felt that kiss. Naughty little baby girl pulled out her pacifier before she was allowed to. If she had managed to pull it out a bit longer and not put it back in, she might've just ruined her conversion... But that's fine. She was still adorable when she suckled on it. The only thing that would ruin this brand new relationship was already gone. Which meant that they could just keep on loving one another. They could keep on being together forever and forever.

The older sister popped her pacifier out of her mouth and stuffed it back into her pocket. "Alright, you little rascal. Let's get you into your crib, and then we can go have some fun in the big bed once you've had your afternoon nap. I don't want to make love to a cranky little baby, after all." She chimed, lifting Hannah into her arms as she walked towards the house.

Hannah pouted a bit as she snuggled into those loving arms. She had to admit that she kind of deserved that. She had been feeling a bit cranky. Even if she didn't understand why. Maybe she just needed that nap. So she stretched her arms and leggies a bit before snuggling into those arms a bit more and closing her eyes, falling asleep within seconds.

Tracy smiled as she held that adult baby in her arms. She had been a bigot just a little while ago... And now they would be together forever, loving each other in their diapers instead. What a loving little life they'd have.

No more hate. Just love.