2011

I'm not gonna lie (and I may have said this somewhere else), I thought of you SO MUCH while writing this 😆 So I am SO GLAD you like it!! 💕  HEHEHE 🤣  Thank you SO MUCH!!! 💜 🥰 Gosh that's such a wonderful compliment, thank yoooou ☺️💕 But the real question here is.... can that thirst truly ever be satisfied?? 😆 💜 

So, I was badly bullied at school and as a result was still wetting and messing until I was about 5 or 6. My best friend at the time was really lucky as when he had a poorly tummy, his Mum would put a nappy on him to avoid messes and embarrassment, I was also so jealous and longed for her to put a nappy on me. My parents always just used to tell me off, threaten to rub my face in my wet pants etc. Are you someone who would be comfortable in role playing my friend's Mum, who takes pitty on me when a I have an accident when playing at their house......if so, then I'd love to hear from you.

My gaming habits depend on whatever I'm obsessed or locked in on.  Currently working on Borderlands 4, Mario Kart World, and Mario Golf Rush.

Chapter 50: Stomps Bound – LittleFallenPrincess ------------------------------- Samantha       “YOU KNOW?” Chloe yelled… as quietly as possible as to not alert the other customers. So instead of her volume going up, it was her pitch that went up as she continued yelling. It was adorable, you could see the embarrassment on her face grow in real time, her cheeks blushing more and more as she started rambling at my bestie. And Becks just stood there, grinning at her, arms crossed, waiting for the little padded kettle to stop boiling so she could speak. “Finished, pottypants?” I nearly lost it. I nearly burst out laughing… but I had to keep it together despite Chloe’s cheeks inflating like a little brat… or a little hamster. “How did you know?” Chloe squealed at her. “I was the one who put the idea in her head. I said we should hire you to be a little padded maid in the shop, as it would definitely get people coming in more…” I could see she was about to have a little blushy meltdown, so I grabbed Chloe’s flailing hand and used it to pull her close to me, wrapping my arms around her as she planted her face into my chest and quietly screamed. “I mean… it was a good idea,” I said, finally speaking up, stroking her hair softly. And then came the little feetsie stomps. “Don’t worry, Duckie. I won’t make you work the shop in a maid uniform. But you’re definitely going to be wearing it upstairs…” “...Dat… Dat’s okay…” Chloe’s words were muffled by my boobs that were still firmly in her face. “And you can stay behind the counter whilst you’re padded today. No pushing you out of any comfort zones, okay baby?” “Uh huh… okay… Mama…” “Good girl. Now, can you do a super good job of helping Auntie Becks out here whilst I go clear some tables?” She nodded… without removing her face from my cleavage. “You’re going to have to release yourself from her boobs…” Becks teased, making Chloe jump back in embarrassment, her face bright red. “Good girl,” I said, reaching out, stroking her hair, tucking it behind her ear. “If you do a good job, maybe I’ll get you a little treat…” That perked her up even more, as she quickly ran around behind the counter and got to work grabbing dishes from the side and dumping them in the sink. “Well, have fun with her…” I said to Becks, before grabbing the tray and heading out to clear some tables.   --------------------------------------------------------   “That… was exhausting!” Chloe sighed as she sat down, finally resting her padded backside for the first time in hours. “I wasn’t expecting such a rush today. We had a lot more business than usual, so thank you ladies for helping out today, even though I know you weren’t scheduled to work today. And especially you, cutie, for helping your Mama,” Becks replied, ruffling my girlfriend’s hair as she sat in the empty seat beside her. There was a calming silence in the shop. The high street outside was pretty empty and the glass prevented any of the noise from the high street getting in, and it was just the three of us in the shop, huddled around one free, clean table, relaxing after a hard day’s work. “You okay baby?” I asked Chloe. She didn’t have to help, I did make it clear she could say no, but she insisted and ended up being a massive help behind the counter, even helping Becks out. “Uh huh! I haven’t worked anything that physically exhausting in a long time though, so I’mma need lots of time to recharge.” “Do kisses help?” “You two are sickeningly sweet. You’re too fucking cute together, you know that?” Becks said, rolling her eyes at us both, grinning. “She did a really good job. Seriously kiddo, thank you. You can have free treats for a week for that.” That really perked Chloe up, whose smile grew twice as big as she wiggled in her seat, her padding crinkling ever so slightly. “Before you ask… no, she’s not going to be our padded maid for the shop,” I said with a quiet voice. “You specifically said ‘for the shop’ for a reason didn’t you?” Becks turned to me and raised her eyebrow. “I may have already ordered the uniform…” “Knew it!” “Hey, I can’t help it. She’ll look even more adorable in it. Plus maybe I have a thing for maids.” “You have a thing for a lot of things…” “Hey, a woman has needs! My needs just tend to involve my little Duckie in most of them…” The lack of blushing got me to notice that Chloe wasn’t paying attention to our conversation, as there is no way she wasn’t blushing after that. So I definitely needed to check in with her, see if she’s okay. “You okay baby?” “She’s thinking of all the free treats,” Becks joked. “Baby? Are you okay?” I repeated, waving a hand in front of her vacant expression, as she stared off into the distance. “I… umm…” Chloe mumbled, nervously. “Go on, sweetpea. What’s up?” “I… may have liked working here today…” “Oh good!” “Umm…” Clearly there was something she wanted. And it took me a second, but I think I realised what it was. “Do you want to do it again?” I asked, hoping I had picked up on it correctly. “Uh… uh huh…” “Well you can help out whenever you want, Princess. You know Mummy will always appreciate you wanting to help.” “Umm… about the maid thing…” “We were only joking, sweetie.” “Half joking…” Becks interrupted. “Maybe not the uniform…” Chloe replied, “Buh…” “But what, baby?” I asked, wondering where she was going with this. “The… umm… hiring bit?” “You want a job? I thought you had a job?” “I do! Just… I could do with the extra money… and I’m getting more and more time off lately. I think they’re starting to turn my job into a part time position and I’m worried about rent and…” “Oh hun, why didn’t you tell me any of this?” “They aren’t issues right now. And it’s probably just me being anxious and coming up with worst case scenarios… but I wouldn’t mind going part time at my current job… and part time here… just in case my position at my current job is as bad as I predicted…” I took one look at Becks. And I already know what she’s going to say. “Chloe… sweetie…” she began. “We could actually afford to take on someone now. At whatever rate you’re earning at your current job too, maybe even a little higher. But don’t go quitting or reducing hours or anything just yet… you’ve had one afternoon here, doing a few simple tasks. If you were to actually help out here you may be required to look after the shop for a few hours by yourself. So you need to be able to handle making orders and the register and clearing tables.” “I could learn… I’m a bit anxious but it’s not too bad here. Everyone seems so much friendlier than anywhere else I’ve seen. A lot less pressure,” Chloe replied, sounding more excited for this than I have ever heard her in regards to her current job. “How about we try her on the weekend, when she’s not working?” I suggested to Becks. “We can give her a go at various different jobs, and see if she still enjoys it. Then if she does want to work part time here, she can maybe talk to her employer. We’ll be flexible enough to work around that.” “I think that’s a good idea. Would you want to try that? You can help your Mummy this weekend!” Becks said to Chloe, excitement in her voice. Chloe looked so genuinely interested in working here. But then I remember last year… when I was talking to her Mum… even she said that Chloe always dreamt of little bookshops like this one. So I guess it would be nice for her to work here, even if only part time. Means I’d get to see her more often. And it would be a huge help. And I understand this isn’t the same as when I was keeping the issue with the bookshop from her last year. She’s just worrying about what could potentially happen with work. It could actually be true that the company she works for is downsizing a bit, hoping to cut a few people… but it could also just be a non-issue. But I feel good knowing that if the worse did come to pass… we could offer her a job here no problem. Would free Craig up from volunteering here. Though… if she’s worried about rent… …No. Sam. Too early. Give it a month or two at least, the usual lesbian waiting time before asking them to move in. You’ve been dating like… a day? Less than that? Sure, we dated a while last year, and maybe that affects it all, but it’s still too early to ask the girl to move in with you. Even if you are perfect together. But if the worst did happen for her… she’s got a job here and a place to stay at least, so I don’t have to worry about her being kicked out or anything and having nowhere to stay.   ----------------------------------------------------------   “You okay, Duckie?” I looked down at her as she was snuggled up in the crook of my arm, wrapping her leg and her free arm around my body as she tucked herself neatly between me and the back of the sofa. After such a busy afternoon, we had decided to get some food then snuggle up on the sofa and watch a movie. I was a bit nervous, as it’s our second evening dating since we got back together. And like her, I don’t want to be away from her right now. I want to soak in this new relationship high for a bit longer. And it’s not like we need to be anywhere or anything. Apparently she’s got a late start in the morning, so she’s got enough time to go home, change, and get ready for work, meaning she can stay the night again. Good. Because I can’t sleep without this adorable lil baby next to me. I mean who am I going to share my snacks and my bed with? “Uh huh!” she mumbled, looking up at me, still sucking her dummy. “Good job you don’t need any clean clothes here, you can just keep borrowing my oversized shirts. You comfy there, baby?” “Uh huh!” “Happy?” “Vewy.” Her sweet smile behind her dummy radiated the room with warmth and love. I stroked her hair gently, smiling at her, feeling at peace with the world again, something I hadn’t felt in a long time. This was perfect. This is what we both needed. “So…” We had avoided it all evening, because we already talked about it earlier… but I wanted to talk about it more and this was probably the best time. “Yeah?” “How’s work going? You don’t talk about it much.” “Like I said earlier, they’re cutting my hours here and there. Which makes me worry they’ll cut me off completely.” “You’re going to be okay though, right poppet? I don’t want you doing what I did and just pretending the problem doesn’t exist.” “I’m okay, Mama. Pwomise. Got savings to last me until I can find a new job if the worst did happen. Umm… were you both serious about me working here?” “Very serious, button. You ever need a place to work, or to stay… you have it here, okay baby?” “Fanks…” “Seriously, Chloe. If you’re ever in trouble regarding your apartment, or if you need a job, we’ll sort it. I’m your Mama now. Gotta make sure my baby is well fed, clothed, loved, looked after, changed…” I made sure to put emphasis on that last one, as we both know full well that she’s close to leaking and we’d have to get up soon to change that nappy of hers. “And housed. But I also don’t want you to make a huge decision like this so suddenly. Keep at it at work, but if they keep reducing your hours, you tell me or Becks and you can start here properly. It’s not like we need you to start right away or anything. There’s no pressure regarding any of it. You do what you need to do, babygirl. Mama’s got your back.” She nuzzled her face into my shoulder, the plastic shield of her dummy rubbing against my skin. “I wuv you…” she mumbled. “I love you too, babygirl.”  That just caused her to mumble and squirm more. “Seriously baby. Mama’s got you. I’ll make sure you’re safe and happy. Pinky promise.” I locked my pinky finger around hers and shook. She took one look at me with those beautiful eyes of hers… that quickly widened in shock. “What’s up, sweetpea?” That’s when I felt a warm sensation on my leg. A warm… wet… sensation. “Uh… oh…”         ===================================================== 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! 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Sorry if I'm destroying your perception of thrust vector and there products, but they are made in Italy, it's just not widely reported because of EU labelling systems, but they are a German company. I suppose it's not so bad, the UK has absolutely nothing, the closest thing made to an adult nappy is size 8 pampers, I think there might be one small incontinence pad manufacturer left, but that's it, everything is still imported, but at great cost. Bloody Brexit