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Capcon is for babies, and it's in the US. Europe or Canada is my only options. -
Interesting. I tried that once, but the tube always got kinked in the diaper. Then, my sensors registered wetting permanently, because some urine got stuck in the tube. How did you solve that? -
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By LittleFallenPrincess · Posted
Chapter 49: Love Bound – LittleFallenPrincess ------------------------------- Chloe I lay there in bed, watching TV, snuggled up with my new favourite stuffie, Amber, enjoying the cosy quiet morning. And honestly… It was perfect. I was thickly padded, in a very cute onesie, and I was sucking on my dummy happily. What else could a baby want? Well… her Mummy for one thing. But it’s an important bank meeting… which is more proof that she’s no longer hiding things from me. She’s being responsible. So I can handle an hour without her. It’s okay, I’ve got Amber to protect me and lots of cartoons to watch! But the growing need to pee is getting uncomfortable… and I was a bit hesitant to use my nappy. It’s not like how I used to be, too nervous to wet it, too nervous to even call it a nappy… it’s more that I was hoping… maybe… by chance… that Mummy would be here to praise me for using it… maybe even tease me as I’m going… But there’s no way I can wait that long for her to come back, so I guess it’s time to finally let open the flood gates… A small trickle… just the tiniest amount came out, instantly soaked up by the thick padding between my legs. God… I missed this. I don’t know what’s worse… me doing this… or me missing doing this… And just as the flood gates burst open, turning the trickle into a full stream… there was a knock at the door. “H… hello?” I called out, awkwardly and nervously. “It’s only me, Craig,” he called through the bedroom door. “I… uh… what are you doing up here?” “They told me you were up here, and you were fine on your own for an hour whilst they nipped to the bank, but whilst I got a free minute from making orders, I wondered if there’s anything you’d want? Maybe a drink? Breakfast? Though I don’t know what Sam has in mind for the pair of you in regards to food. The whole thing was a bit rushed after all…” Craig was so thoughtful and so lovely and so… going on and on and on and THIS WAS NOT HELPING ME WHEN I’M CURRENTLY SOAKING MY NAPPY! “I… umm…” “Can I come in?” “I… ummm…” He used this as a ‘yes’, before slowly opening the door. So whilst I continued to use my nappy to its fullest, I grabbed the duvet and pulled it up to cover everything but my head. “D’awwww! I bet you need a change!” he said. “How-?” “Do I know? Hun, I know a few littles. I know their tells. That and there’s no way Sam would’ve left you unpadded or let you use the toilet this morning. Not on the morning of you two finally hooking up! Seriously, I’m so happy for the both of you! No… I’m guessing you’re padded… and still in that adorable onesie you were in last night. Lazy day after getting together? Yeah, that’s normal.” “I…” I slowly pulled the duvet down a bit to reveal the onesie… but no further. No way was I showing the padding between my legs, especially not now that it was so much thicker than before! “Called it. Adorable, by the way. Now… would you like a nice cup of tea and maybe a scone for breakfast? I figured a light snack wouldn’t ruin any lunch plans Sam has for you…” “That sounds… perfect… are you sure you don’t mind?” “Hun. I’ve been waiting for you two to get back together for the longest time. I’m so happy for you both, and I’m happy to get you something good for that little tummy of yours seeing as my girl took yours for the morning. How about we get that tea in a bottle for you too?” “I… umm… won’t that be weird? What if people see you carrying a baby bottle of tea?” “No one downstairs will notice me carrying it to the counter or back upstairs. Does it need cleaning?” “U… uh huh…” Craig smiled so sweetly, before looking around, noticing the bottle on the bedside table on Sam’s side… where she had put it after we snuggled and she fed me a bottle of warm milk last night… with me drifting off to sleep in her arms… “I’ll be back in five minutes. I’ll get this washed and filled, grab you a nice scone with some butter on it, and then you can get back to your cartoons,” he said, before walking over and grabbing the bottle and walking back to the doorway. “You’re so sweet, Craig.” “I told you, you’re like my little sis. You’re basically family. And as Becks and Sam know… I’ll do anything for you all. But thank you for the compliment, I live for praise.” Then a thought popped into my head and I didn’t know whether to say it or not. Craig and I are close… but we’re not as close as say… him and Sam. But no… I think we are at that level to make this kind of comment… I hope… “Such a good widdle puppy…” I teased. His smile turned into a grin. “You be careful with that phrase, Princess Pamps… that’s a very powerful tool you’ve got there.” I giggled. “There she is!” he cheered. “Huh?” “The happy little girl I saw last year. Seriously, it’s made my week knowing you and her are back together and happy. You both deserve all the happiness. And you all the littleness!” Then something popped into my head. “We… umm…” “Go on, sweetheart…” he said, trying to encourage me a bit. “We should hang out more. I feel like we don’t do it enough.” “Totally! We’ll arrange something, Chlo. Now you and Sam are back together we’ll have lots of playdates and hang out lots more. Because I know it’s not just me who likes hanging out with you, Becks adores you. So we’ll definitely do more now you’re out of your shell a bit.” I liked the sound of that. I was looking forward to spending more time with them all, I mostly only see them at the shop, and even then it’s a little chat. It’ll be nice to hang out with them, like we did at the event. The event! I forgot about that! I can go with Sam! “When… when’s the next event?” “A few weeks until the next one, kiddo. Sadly you just missed the last one with your whole breakup with Lydia…” “Lydia…” Fuck. She runs the fucking thing. I hadn’t thought about that. “Don’t worry hun, it won’t be awkward. You broke up amicably. Plus we tend to have our own private room for our group. Right, anyway… been away too long, better get back to work otherwise Becks will spank me…” “Because you’d totally hate that…” I teased. He grinned at me, before heading out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. “I’ll be right back with your breakfast and bottle, piddlepants!” ------------------------------------------ “Who said you could have tea in your baba?” Sam stood there, looking hot as fuck in her shirt and pants, her blazer folded over her arm, as she stood against the doorframe, looking at me and grinning with lust in her eyes, all whilst I was burrito’d in the duvet on Sam’s bed still, baby bottle of tea in hand. “My big brother…” “‘Big brother’? Oh so it’s official now? Craig is your big brother? Interesting…” “Why is it interesting?” I replied, with a slight lisp, using my littlest voice I could muster. “Because I’m sure Auntie Becks and I can come up with lots of fun scenarios for a couple of little tykes…” “Buh he isn’t into it!” “He’s flexible. It’s not the specific kink that interests him usually, unless it's petplay, but more the scenarios Becks puts him in. Many a time Becks has dressed him up in various things and made him indulge her whims. He loves it.” I giggled at the thought. “Like what?” I asked, wanting to know more about Craig and his kinky habits. “Well Becks gave me an idea whilst we were out… one I’d love to try with you. And I know for sure that she’s dressed him up similarly…” My eyes widened in fear. But laced with that fear was a little bit of horniness and a lot of desire to do anything this woman asked of me. Thankfully I trust her, I know she wouldn’t push me past my limits. “A… and… and what’s that?” She pulled out her phone, started searching for something on it, then walked over to the bed, sitting down carefully beside me on the side of the bed. That’s when she turned her phone to me and I could see clearly what was going on in her head… …But it was the ‘purchased’ and the ‘will be delivered tomorrow’ that made my heart start beating faster than the actual outfit she had shown me on her phone. “You… ordered it already?” “If you don’t want to wear it, I can cancel it, don’t worry poppet. I just had to order one before the next day delivery stopped being available. But seriously, no pressure.” “It’s only a maid uniform. Of course I’ll wear it. Like… if you wanted me to wear a full latex suit or anything then maybe we’d need to talk beforehand… but uniforms and cute outfits or costumes… you know I’m happy to wear any of that for you.” “I know, but I wanted to make sure you are okay with it despite knowing your thoughts on stuff like that.” “That’s why I love you.” Now it was time for her eyes to widen. And for my body to stiffen up, worried I had fucked everything up by being too forward for once. “Shit. Sorry… was that too soon?” I followed up as quickly as possible, trying to intercede the awkward silence. Putting her phone down on the bedside table, she took my bottle out of my hands and put it next to the phone, before turning her attention to me and staring me in the eyes like a wild cat staring down her prey. “Chloe. I love you too. More than anything. And I don’t care if it’s too soon this time. We’ve been dancing around ‘us’ for a long time now, and I think we’re both overdue a little happiness and love. That came from her heart. You can tell. She has this look on her face, that little smile she does that she reserves only for me… that says she loves me more than anything. And I love her more than anything. I… love… her… Then it dawned on me… I never said that to anyone else before… Besides my Mum and Dad, obviously. I’d often use ‘luv’ in texts to Nat… but I didn’t mean it. Not like now. This was a huge step for me. “WELL?” I burst out, a little too loudly. “You want me to kiss you?” she smiled sweetly at me, as if she was toying with me. “WELL DUH!” “Right there?” she said pointing at my lips, dragging out this need for her lips to be joined with mine longer and longer… “You’re torturing me…” “I know,” she said, moving forward, her face only a few inches from mine. “And it’s adorable,” edging closer and closer to my lips with hers… “Just be lucky I don’t control your playtime… yet.” Before I could react, she planted her lips on mine and pushed forward with her whole weight, pushing me back into the mass of purple pillows behind us. ---------------------------------------------------- “Aha! There they are!” Becks called out as Sam escorted me downstairs, into the shop, hand in hand, after we had had some… fun. And after a much needed nappy change and outfit change. Yes, I’m still padded, though this one is a lot thinner so it’s hidden more easily under this sun dress I’m borrowing from Sam. All my clothes are at my place… and I kinda came here in my little stuff covered up by a coat. Thankfully her size difference made this short dress on her end up being a longer dress on my shorter stature, so it covered my padding brilliantly. “Getting busy?” Sam asked her, looking around at the half-full shop. “You could say that? Mind helping? Both of you?” Becks asked, as it looked like she was a bit behind on everything after Craig had to go earlier, leaving her alone to run the shop. Sam looked at me as if she was asking if it was okay if I didn’t mind helping, without actually saying anything. Honestly… I love that we can read each other like that. And being the praise-slut and good girl I am… of course I nodded back, smiling. Craig isn’t the only one motivated by treats and praise… “Chloe, do you mind doing some washing up back here? Sam, clear some of the tables so people have a place to sit?” “On it, captain!” Sam called out… the absolute nerd. I just nodded again, as I was still mostly focused on the padding underneath this dress. I’m glad Becks asked me to work behind the counter… I’m already worried everyone can tell, but it’s even less noticeable if I’m behind the counter in the back washing dishes. And as we both got to the counter, for me to head around and start washing up, and for Sam to grab a tray to bus a bunch of plates and cups back… Becks said something quiet enough that no one else could hear, but loud enough so that we could. Something that made steam come out my ears and my cheeks feel like they were burning. “So… Is she onboard with the whole maid thing?” ====================================================== 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! Seriously, your support means the world to me. New chapters of my latest story every Wednesday/Sunday! Also just a quick note: I don't mind people saving this story for personal reading. But I'd appreciate it if people didn't post it elsewhere, even if you're just suggesting it to other people. If you want to show others, please send them a link to the first page of this post. And it goes without saying, my story is not to be used in any way to create AI work. Thanks! -
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