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Sandy made quick work putting panties and the onesie on Kayla, carefully zipping up the onesie to Kayla's chin. Then took her by the hand leading her into bed before tucking her in. She could see even if Kayla wanted to fight it the tiny teen was too buzzed and probably didn't want another spanking. "Now you go right to sleep, you've had a long night. And like I said you have a long day tomorrow. Here's Mr. Teddy. Goodnight Kayla me and your daddy love you." Sandy ends with a kiss on the girls forehead and leaves the room only trace of her is a sweet soft scent she left on the teddy bear now in Kayla's arms. -
By HappyNappin · Posted
That's something that puts me off selling on marketplace, it shows it to everyone you know which is embarrassing for nappy related items. My step mum is becoming increasingly incontinent, she now wears pads all the time and despite constant toilet visits and very limited fluid intake she's often filling them to capacity, I really need to talk to her about it but it's a difficult subject. -
I’m on the fence about that online person. They could genuinely believe they’re in the right because of their own past experiences. Now the majority of what they’re saying is true. However before jumping out of the airplane and pulling the rip cord, you need to at least tell the other person what you’re thinking and feeling so they can respond to it. If you bottle yourself up and then bail at the others lack of communication, well no one was communicating and it’s both people’s fault. It’s of course more complex than that because every relationship is different, every individual is different and every situation is different. I can see in certain situations with a certain type of person you’d bail in this scenario. Sadly in this situation everyone did the wrong thing, Greg screwed up for saying something personal that wasn’t his to tell, Chloe didn’t share her insecurities, didn’t put her foot down and creat a boundary with Sam. Sam didn’t open up and let Chloe in, even if Chloe couldn’t fix it, she deserved to share the burden if she was asking to, and she did ask a couple of times. I know this is probably close to creep territory and could get Sam tossed in jail possibly, but she needs to show up outside Chloe’s place with a boom box and a romantic sappy song and a very well written apology. (And flowers duh) -
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By LittleFallenPrincess · Posted
Chapter 25: Meanwhile… Bound – LittleFallenPrincess ------------------------------- Chloe I couldn’t sleep last night. Not after I just went and broke her heart. Leaving her at the club like that… I bet she’s a mess this morning, even more than I am. I don’t deserve to be better off. But then… …She was in the wrong, right? She was the one keeping things from me. She was the one with secrets, and trying to hide them from me. I should be the one upset. I have a right to be upset… right? Then why does it feel like I’m the bad guy? Monday morning. I don’t know why I’m bothering getting ready for work. I don’t have the drive or motivation to do anything right now. And I know what’s coming today. Amanda and that lot don’t. I just hope they’ll all find better jobs after they find out they are losing theirs in this morning’s meeting. Even Craig… ugh. I fucking hate being an adult. But maybe this is what I deserve for breaking Sam’s heart two nights ago. But then again… I didn’t even get to tell her that I was going to lose my job. Because she was so focused on the event, and her shop… was I never a priority for her? I stared out of the bus window, stuck in my own thoughts, letting myself go deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole as we passed at every bus stop. My thoughts consuming me, my doubts, my lack of self confidence… it all became too much when I walked through the office doors. Especially when Amanda greeted me so warmly. “We’re losing our jobs,” I mumbled to her as I sat down in my chair, slumping and sighing heavily. “Haha… oh shush, Chloe. We’re not losing our-” It was at that moment Craig walked past, looking just as glum and miserable as I was. “We are,” I replied. “Wait… what?” Amanda’s jaw dropped. I know I should have let Craig handle the announcement. But… I… I just don’t care anymore. And I just sat there, slumped in my chair, whilst the office quickly descended into chaos as the news spread throughout it. “That wasn’t helpful, Chloe.” After the chaos had died down a bit, Craig pulled me into his office to have a ‘quiet chat’ with me. “Bite me.” “Look, I know you’re still not doing well after what happened at the event, but you didn’t have to throw me to the sharks.” “Sorry. But I. Just. Don’t. Care,” I hated sounding so rude and unappreciative to Craig, he’s a nice guy, but I just wasn’t in the mood right now for any bullshit. Then I had an idea. “You know what?” “What, Chloe?” “I still have a week of holidays left, right?” He rolled his eyes and sighed heavily. “Seriously?” he groaned. Craig did not look impressed. “Craig, I’m not staying on a sinking ship. I’m going to go home and find a new job. Or maybe just curl up on the sofa and be miserable all week. Either way… it was nice working with you. Genuinely. But… I’m done.” Craig knew that even if I stayed for the week, I wouldn’t be much help. I’m not in the best headspace right now, and would just screw everything up. So he agreed and let me go home, but not before I got the contact details of the girls at work and also his. I hoped to keep in touch with them. Though honestly? I doubt I’ll ever see them again. That’s just one of the many downsides of being an adult. A few days into my ‘holiday’ (more accurately… my unemployment), I was lying on my sofa, feeling sorry for myself… again. I hadn’t changed into clean clothes in two days, and I hate to say it but I hadn’t touched or even seen the shower in the same timeframe. Safe to say… I was not doing well. My phone went off as I was staring at the ceiling, with some rubbish telly on in the background. And like usual, I check it just so I can read whatever message she’s sent me then leave it on read. One of these days she’ll get the message. It’s not like I want to be cruel… but I need to cut her off. I need her to get the message that we’re through. Not for my sake, but for hers. I’m just holding her back. I’m just making her worse. She’ll never fix her business and her life with me clinging on to her, constantly distracting her. It’s for the best. Plus I guess maybe I can be a bit selfish and find someone who doesn’t keep secrets from me. Because I hate secrets. But as I looked at the phone, seeing I had apparently missed a phone call and two texts from Sam, I also noticed a different message, one that made me smile. So I hurled myself up off the sofa, sitting up so I could reply to them properly. Mummy N: So… how's the jobhunting going? Chloe: Sloooooooooooow! Mummy N: Did you take a shower today? Chloe: …. Mummy N: Go. Get in the shower. Now. Chloe: Buuuuuuuuh… Mummy N: But nothing, sweetie. You can’t keep letting yourself suffer because you made an important decision that you’re still struggling with. Have you eaten? Chloe: I had a cereal bar… Mummy N: I may not be your Mummy, but I will make sure you’re taking care of yourself. Go get a shower, then get some food in that little tummy of yours, then you can play some games. But no games until you’ve done the other two, okay? We can leave job hunting until tomorrow, you’re still on your ‘holiday’ after all… Chloe: Fiiiiiiiine. This woman was keeping me together after my breakup. She was so sweet and understanding and lovely. We met originally when I was researching more about Sam’s kink, but we kinda kept in touch since she first gave me a few pointers, and we quickly became friends. She’s helped me so much with the breakup and everything, giving me lots of advice… I would be in a much worse position if I didn’t have her helping me. It also helped that she made me feel so small and safe… kinda how Sam makes… made me feel. Mummy N: Good girl. Let me know when you’re done. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- It has been a week since I broke up with Sam. I was still a bit of a mess, but thanks to Natasha, I’m in a much better place than I would have been without her. I’ve even got a few job interviews lined up for next week, thanks to her! Not that she set them up for me, but she pushed me to search for another job, gave me the motivation to dredge my way through listing after listing until I found ones that were right for me. Sam’s texts had decreased considerably as the week went on too, from multiple texts per day to just one per day now. But it was the most recent one that bothered me. So much so that Natasha and I both agreed that I needed to make it obvious that Sam and I were over. Chloe: Hi I waited nervously for Sam to reply. I didn’t want her to get her hopes up just because I finally replied to her. Sam: Hey! I was worried about you. I wasn’t sure what I was going to say. I just… I kept writing, deleting, then rewriting my message over and over again. I didn’t want to be cruel, she didn’t deserve that. But she needed to know it was over. Chloe: Don’t be. I’m fine. Please stop texting and calling. Sam: Why? We were doing so well… and I have good news! Chloe: We were lying to each other. And ourselves. I’m not into all that stuff like you are. It’s not fair to lead you on. And you kept so much from me. We’re better off with other people, more suited for each other. Sam: But Chloe… Chloe: Please don’t message again. Sam: Can’t we be friends at least? I wanted to say ‘YES!’ I wanted to say ‘I never want you to be out of my life… but Nat was right. Sam needs space from me. Maybe we can be friends in the future. But right now… what’s best for both of us… is for her to go without me for a while. Chloe: Maybe in the future. But not right now. Goodbye. Muting Sam, but not blocking her, I slammed my phone on the table and took a deep breath. I had done it. I had actually fucking done it. …And all I could feel was regret. Mummy N: I promise you, hun, you’re not in the wrong. Chloe: But she… Mummy N: She kept things from you. You’re supposed to share in a relationship. And she was holding back. Even if it was to try and comfort you, that just isn’t something that’s acceptable. And you’re right, she needs to get her life in order before she can get into a relationship. I usually hated people who say that, as I have conflicting opinions on that sort of thing, but right now she was right. Sam really did need to sort herself out, and I was just getting in the way of her doing that. Natasha was so lovely and so sweet. She has been my rock during this difficult breakup, and I was genuinely happy she had suggested we become friends all that time ago. Because breaking up with Sam was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. And a tiny bit of myself still regrets doing it, but really I know it was for both our benefits. She meant a lot to me. I had never jumped into a relationship with anyone that quickly. And part of me still loves her. But no… I need to be strong. I need to resist. Because if I go running back to her, she’ll fuck up again and lose her shop because she’s too focused on me. Mummy N: Sweetie… you’re not replying. Either you’re super busy… or you’re in your own head again. Chloe: Umm… maybe the latter… Mummy N: Silly girl. It’s okay though, I really do understand. You’re not in the wrong for this, sweetheart. But what if I am? What if I unnecessarily broke Sam’s heart… What if I damaged it permanently? Chloe: I’m fine. I just… I just need time. Mummy N: How about you get cuddled up with a movie tonight? Maybe grab a stuffie or something? I know I told Sam I wasn’t into it… but I was lying. Maybe that’s why I feel extra guilty. I told her I just wasn’t into her kink. But I am. I actually am. I’ve been wearing the rest of those pullups every evening since the breakup… well… except for the night of the breakup. Something about the padding and having a stuffie around just made me feel… better? And Natasha was really hitting all my buttons lately with all the cute little pet names and stuff, and being extra maternal. Chloe: Yeah. I think I’ll do that. I’ve got like one more pullup left I think. Mummy N: Pullups? You definitely need something much thicker! Chloe: I won’t lie… I did like the thickness of the proper ones… Mummy N: Treat yourself. Get yourself some proper babyish nappies. Maybe a dummy too? Chloe: Where though? I don’t even know where she got them from. Mummy N: I can show you, little princess. Don’t you worry. I’ll make sure you pick something extra cute and absorbent too. I blushed, thankful that she couldn’t see what effect her words were having on me. Chloe: I… I’d like dat… Mummy N: And maybe… if you’re a good girl… I’ll read you a bedtime story? Chloe: Really? Mummy N: If you want, of course. We can call, and I’ll read you something you’ll like. But you need your nappies ordered first, okay precious? My bedtime stories are reserved for only the bestest little babies. Chloe: ….So what’s that website? ====================================================== Don't forget I'm on Subscribestar! Subscribers get 2 weeks early access to chapters, and exclusive short stories (Nessa's Tale is currently the only available one). The next four chapters of my stories are posted on my Subscribestar! ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! If you want to read the next 4 chapters, thanks to two weeks early access to my main story and also soon-to-be exclusive access to short stories, why don't you check out my SubscribeStar! Thank you to all my subscribers for their support over the past few years! 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