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By LittleFallenPrincess · Posted
Chapter 7: Soul Tales of the Sanctuary: Book 4 - Depression – LittleFallenPrincess “This can’t be a coincidence…” I said to Persephone, as I sat on my throne, trying to think about who or what this could be and how it must be related to the missing waters. After Charon sensed the soul, he rushed off to find it, as apparently it hadn’t entered through the main doors like all other souls would in the past. The rest of the group all agreed to help search the area, as Charon wasn’t sure where the soul had popped up, leaving Persephone and myself alone. So we came back into the palace to try and figure all this out, and to eventually try summoning Death again. Gotta say… it’s weird sitting on my throne in this onesie and (very soggy) nappy. At least this time without my armour on. I never thought I’d be able to brazenly sit here as my little-self, without feeling shame or anxiety. People know my secret now… I don’t have to hide. They accept me. All sides of me. “Yes baby, it has to be linked. There’s no way the first soul we’ve seen in forever walks in the moment the waters have been stolen from the rivers of the underworld. But Charon and the others are out searching. Which means we need to summon Death to find out more about this ‘list’. So… why don’t we go get that nappy of yours changed, get you into some more appropriate clothes for such important business, then we can summon our friend?” “Sounds perfect, Mummy.” I was lying on my back, on the changing table, looking up at the magical stars that swirled across the nursery ceiling. And yes, they are literal magic stars, it’s the benefit of being gods… we can have really cool nurseries, ones mortals can only dream of. I was completely naked at this point, with my Mummy having removed my onesie and my extremely soggy nappy (so soggy it landed with a thud when she dropped it!), leaving me in just my birthday suit, with my pigtails still in. “You seem a lot more… at peace, my little love,” she said, smiling down at me with love in her eyes. “Do I?” “I think now that you’re not holding that secret in, now that you’re no longer forced to hide who you really are… a huge weight has been lifted off you. I can see it in your smile…” I blushed… but that’s because that’s all I could do from here right now. There were no boobs and no shoulders or necks to hide my reddening face in. I couldn’t hide my face at all right now, as Persephone had restrained me to the table using the cuffs she had specially crafted for me. Hephaestus is the god of craftsmanship, and he was instructed by my wife to make restraints that would hold a god… and my nephew doesn’t disappoint. Obviously my wife didn’t tell him exactly what they were for, but he still managed to complete the job. And it makes me unable to move or do anything whilst strapped to this changing table. These, in the wrong hands, could be dangerous. So my wife enchanted them to only be usable by her. “You can?” I replied, still trying to contain my blushing. “So from now on, no more hiding who you are in front of our circle, okay? It's fine in front of other gods, or any souls outside of the palace, but inside the palace and around those closest to us from our realm, you’re to stay out of your armour, okay babygirl?” “...Yes Mummy…” “Good boy. We’ve kept you hidden for so long, and apparently not even very well. I refuse to hide you again, at least to the people we see all the time. Other visitors… Okay, we may need to keep up appearances, but that’s it. Now, do you want lotion?” My face scrunched up a bit. Not in disgust, but because I really like when she uses lotion. It feels all good and makes me feel all small and it smells nice and… okay yeah I want it. “...Pwease.” “Lotion it is. Now, do you want the black nappies or the pretty pink princess ones?” I didn’t say a word. Mostly because I didn’t need to. “Pretty pink princess ones it is,” Persephone smiled sweetly at me. “...Fank you.” “Such a polite little baby. It’s adorable that anyone thought you were a big scary god. You’re just my adorable baby boy, aren’t you, princess?” “Uh huh…” “So, we get you changed, put you in some comfy, but not little, clothing, and we summon Death, or at least try again to do so. And then we finally get some answers and with those, we can figure out what we’re going to do about this whole list and river water business.” “Sounds good. Can we watch one of those mortal movies you brought back on your last trip?” “Baby, you’ve watched them literally hundreds of times now. We really need more movies down here, it’s my fault for not going up to Earth for a while.” “I think that’s a good-” Something felt wrong. Something was different… something… “What’s up, baby?” Persephone asked, sensing my discomfort. “...We’re not alone.” And that’s when I heard a small ‘eep’ coming from the doorway. Persephone vanished into her own shadow, disappearing out of sight, just plunging her body into the floor. That’s when I heard a scream. Looks like my wife caught the intruder. “What are you doing here?” “I don’t know!” “I’ve never seen you in the underworld. Who are you?” “I… I don’t know.” I wish I could’ve helped, but I was still stuck in the restraints, and even if I had my normal powers, I couldn’t escape them. So I waited patiently, as my wife would sort all this out. That’s when she stormed back into the nursery, holding someone by the scruff of their neck, escorting them into the nursery rather roughly, before throwing them on the pink carpeted floor, closing the door shut behind her. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to intrude! I just…” “You just what?” Persephone’s voice boomed across the nursery. “I just… appeared. I don’t know what happened. I just…” I tried to get a good look at them, but aside from the extremely brief flash of them as they were thrown across the nursery, I was unable to look over the changing table enough to see them. All I could tell so far was they were a woman. “No one just ‘appears’ in the underworld. Especially not random souls.” “Souls?” “Yes, you. You’re a soul.” “I am?” “Do… do you not realise you’re dead?” “Lady, I don’t even know who I am. How was I supposed to know I was freakin’ DEAD? I wake up in this weird-ass creepy palace thing, no one is around, then I hear some cute voices talking to each other. So I had a look… and I saw this guy… girl… whatever they are… getting changed. And…” “And what?” I asked, as Persephone stood over the intruder, arms crossed, looking like she was about to erase this person’s existence for snooping. “AND THEY LOOK LIKE THE ONES I WEAR, OKAY?” So Persephone made this strange intruder sit down on one of my little plastic chairs by the wall, so she could finish changing me and getting me dressed in something a ‘little less age appropriate’ (her words!). And once I was released from the changing table (still thickly padded, just wearing a shirt and smart pants, I walked over to the intruder, with my wife following close behind, towering over me. “So you say you wear… the same things as me?” I asked, raising my eyebrow and crossing my arms just like my wife. “You mean nappies? Yeah. Though I can’t remember why. I just… appeared in this palace, wearing what I’m wearing right now. And yes, that includes a nappy. And when I saw you two in this nursery, being cute and intimate… it felt… familiar.” “You think she’s another little?” I asked my wife. “Maybe. Or maybe she’s lying,” Persephone replied. “We can’t take the chance.” “How about we summon Death like we planned to, and ask them? Surely they’ll know about a missing soul that came out of nowhere, they escort all souls to their respective afterlives, after all.” That’s when my wife turned back to the woman, “Do you worship Zeus? Poseidon?” “Who and… who? Oh wait… Greek mythology! I remember that. My… my… my someone liked that. I think. I can’t remember. Someone I was close to liked it. Wait… why do you ask?” “Because you ended up in the underworld. Which you will only enter if you worship the pantheon of the gods, led by my father, Zeus.” “Wait… oh my god, my… nope, that memory keeps evading me. But someone told me all the stories about you, you’re Persephone!” “So she doesn’t worship us, yet ends up in this afterlife. Something strange really is going on…” I mumbled to my wife, “We need to talk to Death.” “Let's go then,”Persephone replied. “And you… girl…” “I’m…” the woman was about to say her name, but before she could, she realised she still didn't know it. “You are coming with us. Though I do have an idea…” So after setting up the summoning ritual once again, we prepared to summon one of our oldest friends. But this time, we had a spectator, who was currently bound with the harnesses from my changing table, and gagged with one of my dummy gags, with a leash attached to the harness… a leash which my wife was holding… and probably enjoying way too much. The girl just sat there, not struggling, but mumbling behind the dummy, unable to form words (of course we’re not going to have a normal mortal dummy gag… we have magic for a reason. Mine will make you babble like a baby whenever it's in, unable to say any adult words. I love it… (and hate it). Starting again, we began chanting the words needed to complete the summoning ritual, though this time it was clear it was working, as a form began appearing as we neared the end of it. “Death! My darling!” Persephone called out once the ritual had been completed. I looked at Death, who looked the same as the last time I saw them, in their casual mortal attire consisting of jeans, a low-cut top, and some boots, though this time they had their hair up in a blonde ponytail, which is different from the last time I saw them, when they were rocking a black sidecut. Then I looked over at our ‘guest’, who looked up at Death with… familiarity in her eyes. “You two! Holy crap, how long has it been? You haven’t summoned me in forever, I thought you had forgotten about me!” “We were waiting for you to contact us!” My wife and Death both laughed, shaking their heads at the awkwardness between us all. “How’ve you been?” Death asked us. “Good thanks, you?” Death looked at me, then at my wife, before looking around the palace. “Not bad, not bad. I’ve been running around lately trying to-” That’s when Death locked their eyes on our guest. “SERA?” they blurted out in surprise. “Wait… you know her?” Persephone asked. “Know her? She’s the one I’ve been looking everywhere for! How the heck did you end up here of all places? Your girlfriend is worried sick about you!” “Mmmhmm?” replied the guest, who is apparently a woman called ‘Sera’ now. “Sera?” I asked. “Yes, short for Seraphina. She’s an old friend of mine,” explained Death. “She doesn’t remember anything. Not even her name. She apparently just appeared here, without her memory, not even realising she’s dead.” “That’s because she’s not.” “I mean… the whole soul thing says otherwise…” I mumbled, awkwardly. “Hades, you know I love you. I love you both. But trust me. She’s not dead. Not entirely. Yet.” “Huh?” “I guess I have a lot to catch you up on.” “And we have questions for you, regarding a-” Death quickly cut me off before I could say ‘list’, staring intently at the distant woman. “Wait… is that a dumm- SERIOUSLY?” “What?” “Am I the only one who ISN’T into this fucking kink?” ===================================================== If you want to read a month in advance (that's 8 chapters), or just want to support me and my writing, you can do so through Subscribestar! Subscribers get 4 weeks (8 chapters) early access to chapters, and exclusive short stories (Nessa's Tale is currently the only available one). ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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By Little Locket · Posted
Hi Neversaynever 😁 thank you for the welcome, it's very kind of you. -
My Megamax is still mostly dry. I woke up a few times last night and decided to empty my urine bag. It only holds 2000ml, so I was afraid I'd overfill it during the night. And I'm glad I did empty it before. When I woke up this morning the bag was absolitely filled. To about 2,050ml. -
It's so interesting seeing all these familiar names pop up but because the story's not about them they're only in passing. But it's so cute seeing Carter being Carter. And also catching them before they started writing. Gordon's also such a sweetie too. -
That's kind of the point to making a backup. You have to do it when everything is running ok. It's like insurance. An extra pain in the rear that costs money you can't seem to justify spending. Then when you fubally do need it, it saves the day and was well worth the cost
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