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By LittleYena · Posted
Gwen patted his cheek in a condescending but oddly comforting gesture. Her smile remained warm and bright. Ironically with the same kind of patronizing cheer as a parent or daycare teacher might have when a little kid made it to the potty for the first time. She still wiped his face off with the bib though. "Now just wait there a moment, sweetheart, while Mommy has her breakfast." The mean part of her was enjoying putting him in his place, with even a simple meal rubbing the fact that she was an adult and he was not in, as she ate her toast with avocado and sausage. Soon enough though she let him out of the highchair... and even let him stand! The bulk of the diaper did make it hard to walk though, doubly so with how self-conscious her gaze made him feel. -
By LittleFallenPrincess · Posted
Chapter 40: Storm Bound – LittleFallenPrincess ------------------------------- Samantha “PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE?” “No.” “PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE MAMA?” “No.” “PLEEEEE-” “NO!” Cassie looked at me as if I had kicked her non-existent dog, before she stormed off upstairs to my apartment. My apartment. Which has been her main residence for the past month, ever since that amazing night at the event. And no, I didn’t ask her to move in with me, she just… did. Kinda. She still has her own apartment, but she chooses to stay here more often than not… especially since Chloe started visiting the shop more often, although Chloe is usually here to talk to Becks now that she’s gotten into much heavier kinks. And this wasn’t the first time Cassie has stormed off up to her (I mean our… though more accurately my) room. Ever since I had her drooling and humping my boot, turning her backside a beautiful shade of purple, and much more degrading things in that private room at the event… she’s been wanting more and more attention, and more and more ‘Mistress’. Begging every other day for me to throw her over my lap right there and then… often when I’m running the shop… and every time I have to turn her down, promising to do it later. But no… she doesn’t like the dreaded ‘no’ word. She sees it as a challenge. So I’ve figured out a way to deal with this attitude… I don’t. I’m not giving her what she wants if she acts like this. I don’t deal with brats. I hate playing with brats. Playful brats that give in with the slightest pressure and then are the most obedient, adorable little toys… those I like. A little bit of fight at first is fun to play with and corrupt... But the ones that just want to push buttons and want to challenge authority? Fuck those. I’m not playing her games. She knows this. So I’ll leave her to have her little tantrum upstairs whilst I carry on watching the shop and serving customers. I’m enjoying my book anyway. “Sam!” Chloe said, taking me by surprise, as I was half way through my latest book later in the day. I swear her ninja skills have been improving… I didn’t even hear the bell above the door ring. “Chloe! Hey! Umm… Becks isn’t in this afternoon,” I replied, half-hearted, not really wanting to deal with the sadness of this girl no longer coming to me for advice or help. “I know.” “Then… Do you want to order something?” Things between Chloe and I… have been awkward. We’re still friends. We’re still friendly to each other… but we’ve become more… acquaintances rather than close friends. She’s in here most days to talk all things kink with Becks, as she’s the one who Chloe deems most knowledgeable about all things ‘domme’. Not that I’m not… I’m just as kinky as Becks is, I’m just not outwardly kinky like her. I don’t let people know exactly how kinky I am. And so they think I’m just this soft domme who likes soft things like ageplay and a bit of light bondage. But no… if only they knew the thoughts running through my head when I look at Chloe… That’s why I keep my distance. I’m still having thoughts about her. They’re rare these days, but they still happen. She has Lydia, they seem really happy together, and I have Cassie. And me and Cass… well we’re a lot better than we were the first time we got together at least. I’ve been more romantic with her, took her out on a few dates… she even bought me flowers once! But yes, thoughts of Chloe are still there. But then I guess of course they are, we didn’t have that long where we had a bit of separation with neither of us in each other’s lives… and then suddenly she was part of our friend circle again. But over time she’s become less of a thought and more of a… passing fancy. Like how I think about other friends of mine and how I would domme them. I don’t want her back anymore, I just… she’s an attractive, lovely girl. I’m a domme. I’m allowed to have brief fantasies in my head, okay? “I’ll have…” “Usual?” I asked. “I… like that I have a place where I can just be like ‘my usual please’... I didn’t think you noticed I basically order the same thing every time.” Cup of her favourite tea and a slice of cherry bakewell. Every time. She isn’t very adventurous when it comes to most aspects of her life, it’s only kink in which she shows any kind of adventure, which was what surprised me when she started talking about various different kinks to Becks. Look, I overheard a lot of it. I didn’t actively try to listen in… I was just nearby a lot of the time and I overheard stuff. I’m not prying! “Well you’re predictable, hun,” I replied, smiling at her. Her and her stupidly adorable face. “Really? I’m not mysterious and sexy?” Sexy… yes. Mysterious… no. “Sorry hun…” I replied, not wanting to make things extra awkward by letting the thoughts come out of my mouth. “One of these days…” “You’re adorable, that’s what you are. Play to your strengths.” “Huh? How so? What does being adorable get me?” I laughed, turning around to prepare her tea, and as I did so I kept the conversation going. “Everything, hun. Being mysterious and sexy gets people interested in you. Being adorable makes people do anything for you…” “Really? So if I asked you in a really cutesy voice…” and that’s when she turned on her adorable little voice… “Can I pwease have an extra slice of cake today?” “You may… For the regular price.” “See! It doesn’t work!” she whined. “I’m immune to little’s charms and puppy eyes,” I replied, turning back and smiling at her. That is the biggest lie I have ever told in my life. Even more so than when I told Becks she looked good when she tried cutting her hair herself that one time… Not everyone can do it as well as I do. I am NOT immune to a little’s charms or puppy dog eyes… I was this close to giving her the whole damn cake… but I think the fact that she’s my ex and I’m actively trying not to get close to her again means that I have added defence against her cuteness. If I was trying to get close again… I’d be powerless to resist her. “Fine. Didn’t want an extra slice anyway…” “What if I said you can have it for half price?” “You’re evil!” “And why is that, cutie?” “Cus… cus… cus you know I can’t resist that!” I smiled at the adorable little munchkin who began rummaging around her purse for any spare change. The thing is… I wanted to give it to her for free. But I already nearly lost this business, I can’t go around giving free cake to everyone I like, I’d be bankrupt in no time! Plus… if word got back to either Becks or Cassie that I was giving Chloe free cake… heads would roll. Namely mine. Once she paid for her order, she went and sat down at her favourite table whilst I finished preparing her tea and picking out the best slices of cake for her on a little plate, before bringing it all over to her table on a tray and placing it in front of her. That’s when I heard a sigh coming from behind me. And when I turned around, I saw Cassie standing there at the doorway to my apartment, arms crossed, clearly annoyed for some reason. What made it worse was the fact that she still dresses like she’s a teen, with her long sleeves and short skirt and fishnets, and she just looked like she was having a teenage tantrum. Which made her look even more adorable. “What’s up, cutie?” I asked my girlfriend as I wandered over to her, before leaning close to her and whispering to her. “Need a change?” “Can we talk?” Cassie said, looking more upset than I had seen her in a while. “Sure.” “In private.” “Well I have to watch the shop, but we could go talk in the room behind the counter?” Even her steps sounded angry as she stomped her way across the shop, heading to the little private room behind the counter. “What’s up? You seem annoyed. Did I do something?” I asked, once we were in the privacy of the back room, with a little glass window in the door that allowed me to keep an eye on the shop, whilst affording us the soundproofing that we needed to have a private conversation without worrying about anyone overhearing us. “Of course you did, idiot!” Sadly… I had no idea what I had done to earn myself such scorn… which just made me feel even guiltier. “What? What did I do?” “You and Chloe…” “What about me and Chloe?” “You still have feelings for her. I saw you flirting…” “Hun, I don’t. I didn’t-” “Stop lying to me. You were one step away from making out with her…” “Don’t be stupid.” “I’m not the one trying to jump into another’s pants…” Then I said something that in hindsight, I might regret… but right now was all that was on my mind. “Not this time, no…” I snapped back at her. “What does that mean?” “Cass, you know full well what it means. Or did you forget the reason you broke my heart the last time we dated.” That’s when the cheeks inflated and she was going full brat mode. “I knew you hadn’t forgiven me for that!” “I forgave you. I didn’t say I never forgot it.” “Same thing.” “No it’s not.” “Yes it is! You didn’t forgive me for cheating on you that one time.” “And that other time… and that time in the hot tub… and the weekend away you spent all the time flirting with the waiter…” You could see her getting more visibly annoyed with me, as she realised she didn’t have a leg to stand on. I could’ve listed off a dozen or so times where she’s cheated or flirted with people when I was only mere feet away. “I want you to stop talking to Chloe.” “Why? There’s nothing going on. My feelings for the girl have gone. I’m just being as nice and playful as I am with all our kinky friends.” “Your kinky friends.” “Same thing…” I joked, realised I had fucked up again. “They can’t stand being with me, they all hate me, because they were all turned against me because of you!” “I never said a thing. They formed their own opinions based on how much you flirted with other people and slept around whilst you dated me. I never said one bad thing about you in the time we dated…” “But you did aft-” “OR after we broke up. Cass, you broke my heart. And you never said sorry.” “If I say sorry for ‘breaking your heart’, will you cut Chloe out of your life? I don’t trust that woman. She’s just after you to annoy me…” That’s when the dam burst. The lightbulb in my head lit up. The fog dissipated. Everything was so clear now and I knew just what I had to do. This, it seems, was the final nail in the coffin. “If you need to offer that deal… then you’re just as bad as you used to be. I had hoped you had changed.” “What does that mean?” Cassie barked at me. “It means, Cassie… it means we’re done.” A few seconds of silence afforded me a moment of relief. The biggest, but shortest, moment of relief I have ever experienced. One that was way overdue. “What?” “It means I can’t trust you. I never will. You started to show signs of becoming a better girlfriend… heck, even a better person… but then this just proves you’re just as insecure and bitter and selfish as you were back then.” “You can’t break up with me!” “I think she just did…” I turned to see Becks standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame, arms crossed and one leg folded over the other, like she had been watching the whole fight. That woman is a damn ninja too… or maybe we were just too embroiled in our fight to notice Becks had opened the door and was standing there, listening. For how long… I have no idea. “You can shut up too!” Cassie said, lashing out at my best friend. “Cass. Collect your things later. Get out. Now…” Becks growled. “Fine!” she screamed. Cassie stormed out of the shop, slamming the front door, causing the glass in it to crack due to the force she used. “I’ll get that fixed…” Becks said, as we stood there, transfixed on the entrance to the shop, still in disbelief that I had just stood up for myself against her. “I…” “Proud of you hun. I never thought you’d get rid of her,” Becks sighed heavily, laughing awkwardly. “...What?” “It’s clear she was just using you. But you being you… there was no chance you’d want to break her heart. I knew she’d probably want Chloe out of your life eventually, but I was worried you’d actually go along with it…” Shit. “Chloe…” With Becks holding open the door during all that… that meant Chloe (and the rest of the customers) probably heard the argument… So I turned quickly to check if Chloe was okay… but the only remaining presence of her at her table was a half empty cup of tea and two bites of one of the slices of cake. “Fuck.” “I’ll talk to her, I don’t think you talking to her right now is the best course of action. You go upstairs and lay down. You’re going to crash soon after all this drama, and you’re going to need comfort food and a good movie. So go on, I’ll go check on Chloe, I’ll look after the shop, and call a repair guy for the door, and I’ll bring you some Chinese food in a couple of hours, along with a bottle of wine for us to share. And because you did good standing up for yourself… I’ll even watch that nerdy movie series you like. But for now, I need to go chase down a scared little girl.” I was on autopilot at this point, so I nodded and turned to my apartment, heading off in the direction of my sofa, where I could wait for the realisation of what just happened to hit me like a freight train. ====================================================== There you go. Finally happened. You all happy now? 🤭 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! 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By Little Dino · Posted
Chapter 34: Home The first month in the new house was spent focusing on the main house. Jimmy and Joy helped pick out the decorations for the guest room, as it would also serve as their own room. It was painted a nice neutral bluish grey color, and some hanging lights were strewn across the wall and above the headboard of the bed. A small television was purchased and placed on the dresser across from the bed. Some tasteful artwork was added to the walls, and a cozy down comforter on the bed. The rest of the fall was spent taking care of the grounds and cleaning up the former horse barn. The horse barn ended up being the most time-consuming job, as scrubbing off concrete and metal walls was a lot more time-consuming than mowing. The barn was finally clean by the start of November, meaning the rest of the plans for the space could proceed. In the weeks leading up to Thanksgiving, contractors were hired to install insulation and drywall on the inside of the barn. The space was no longer exposed to the elements, allowing them to use the space year-round. Thanksgiving was held at the new house, with a large family gathering planned. Miles’ parents, Miles Anderson Sr and Rebecca Anderson, flew in from San Fransico. All together, the gathering included the Daltons, the Watkins, the Andersons, and even the Watanabes, all in one place. To ensure there was enough room for everyone, a few tables and chairs were borrowed from friends and set up in the now insulated horse barn. Nice tablecloths were placed over everything, and the nicest diningware they could find. Mei had been nervous about inviting her parents. After all, she hadn’t told them anything about her CG/L lifestyle. So when they arrived with big smiles and hugs for everyone, she was a bit surprised. She was even more confused when they started babying Jimmy and Joy right away. Jimmy, if he had been big, likely would have been confused as well. He had met the Watanabes several times over the two years of high school that he and Mei had been friends, and they had never been this affectionate since he had known them. Little Jimmy, however, ate up their affection. It took pulling her parents to the side for Mei to find out the truth of the attitude shift. “Okaasan, Otōsan, I’m so glad you could make it. Although I will admit, I am a bit surprised at how tolerant you seem of the lifestyle we have chosen to live. I remember the looks of disappointment when I FaceTimed you to tell you Miles had proposed. How sad you looked that I was marrying a black man instead of a Japanese man. I never thought you would ever accept something like this.” Riku and Aoi Watanabe’s smiles dropped, replaced by a look of embarrassment. It was Riku who spoke. “Mei, my beloved kodomo, we were wrong to react how we did. We were still very much stuck in the rigid ways in which we were raised. In the last several months, since your Mother’s accident, we have been reevaluating our beliefs and thinking about our regrets. I am determined to clear up any lingering regrets before I die, so that my soul may rest in peace. One such regret was how we treated you when you announced your engagement to Miles. I was so caught up in thinking what people back home would think. It took the accident and the kindness of people like the Daltons to open my eyes to the truth. This is our home, and it has been for almost twenty years now. I came to realize that the opinions of those back in Japan shouldn’t matter, and that is because you are what I treasure most in this world. Your happiness is more important than the opinions of people thousands of miles away. If this is what makes you happy, then we will accept you and the people you love. Also, we kind of figured this might be the only way we get grandchildren for a while.” Mei couldn’t hold back the tears that rose unbidden to her eyes. To have her father’s love and affection meant everything to her. The tears of happiness wouldn’t stop, so she just hugged her father and buried her face in his shoulder. Now, she was truly surrounded by love and acceptance on all sides of her life. The rest of the evening went off without a hitch. Mei was assisted in the kitchen by her mother and Suzanne while everyone else chatted and played with the babies. Finally, after a full day of cooking, dinner was served. Everyone, except the babies, grabbed a food item and brought it out to the long table. The large space echoed with laughter and excited conversation as dinner and the night progressed. Bellies full and copious alcohol consumed punctuated the night. Joy and Jimmy had fallen asleep right after dinner and had been taken to the nursery while the rest of the party remained at the table. Eventually, as the dark began to fall, one by one the families cleared out and went home. Mei and Miles were relieved that dinner had been a success and that all the families had gotten along. Clean up was long and tiring, but eventually everything was done. Dishes were washed, tablecloths folded, and tables broken down. The two fell into bed that night with smiles on their faces, and their hearts full. In the intervening month between holidays, Joy and Jimmy received news that Chad DeVue had rejected a plea agreement, still believing his wealth and connections would get him out of trouble. Instead, he was found guilty on all counts and sentenced to ten years in jail. He could apply for parole after five, but to the couple’s relief, he was finally in jail where he belonged. More work was done on the daycare space in the former horse barn. The once white walls had now been painted with bright colors and cartoon landscapes full of happy little creatures in diapers. The padding was installed over the hard concrete surface, and carpet would be added in the new year. Joy had gone back to work after Thanksgiving, finally physically and mentally strong enough to return. Jimmy missed her when she was gone, but he had no desire to work again. His life had become free of anxiety, and he had no desire to tempt fate and have it return. Mei and Miles spent most of their free time working on the property, Jimmy always in tow. An all-terrain, adult-sized stroller had been purchased, and wherever they needed to go on the property, Jimmy was pushed in his stroller. A blanket and a toy were laid out for him wherever they were working. On Christmas Eve, came the first snow of the winter. That day, large flakes of snow fell on the city, dropping two inches of snow. The Littles were very excited to have a white Christmas and excitedly talked about Santa’s reindeer leaving hoofprints in the snow on the roof. The morning itself was picture-perfect. Mei and Miles had spent several hours the night before assembling a large dollhouse for Joy and a large Hot Wheels track for Jimmy. The excited cries of two Littles eager to see what Santa brought woke Mei and Miles up just four hours after finally getting to sleep. After some very wiggly diaper changes, both Littles were zipped back up into their Christmas-themed pajamas. A stern reminder to wait for an adult before going down the stairs had to be given, but soon enough, the four of them walked downstairs together. The large tree in the living room was lit up with multi-colored lights and a variety of shiny ornaments. Sitting prominently in front of the tree was Joy’s dollhouse and Jimmy’s Hot Wheels track. There were also a lot of smaller presents carefully wrapped and placed under the tree, just waiting for little hands to rip them apart. Miles and Mei watched as the large and visible toys were played with first, everything else forgotten. They each took a moment to get a cup of coffee and stood and watched from the kitchen with smiles on their face. The rest of the presents were eventually remembered and eagerly torn into. Both Jimmy and Joy received a lot of gifts, which was unsurprising, considering they had four sets of grandparents now. The grandparents had been asked to focus more on clothing gifts for the Littles, while the parents focused on the toys. It had been a very successful Christmas for both Littles. When Mei and Miles sorted through everything that night, each Little had received twelve new outfits, four new pacifiers, two cases of diapers, and ten new toys each. After both Littles had been put to bed, all of the new toys were moved to the basement playroom. Miles and Mei had exchanged a few small gifts, but they had both agreed that the focus of their first Christmas as a family should be on the Littles. The week between Christmas and New Year's was spent enjoying each other’s company. The diaper bank was closed for the week, and nobody else had anywhere they needed to be, so they spent the time together. It was a couple of weeks after the New Year that businesses began booking appointments again, and crews could be sent out to complete the daycare building. February was a flurry of activity, as preparations moved full steam ahead. A fuzzy grey shag carpet had been installed over the padding, and the daycare was now ready for furniture. It wasn’t until the end of the month that all of the cribs had been delivered and finally put into the daycare. In March, the kitchen and dining area were added to the daycare. A one-eighth-sized square of the interior by the front entrance. April brought the highchairs, toys, and the rest of the ordered furniture. There was now a long row of cubbies for Littles to deposit their personal items into. On the opposite side of the kitchen, closer to the house, a section of wall was removed and a large bathroom was added to the structure. The bathroom featured a large tub, a few adult-sized training potties, and one regular toilet. A date for the grand opening was agreed upon based on the projections of the contractors for project completion. June 1st was the projected Grand Opening for the daycare. With most of the construction completed, the focus of the final few months turned to hiring staff. Help-wanted ads were placed on kinky websites first to try to draw staff who would be less likely to judge. The Age Play community of Cincinnati and the surrounding areas jumped at the opportunity to work for an Age Play related business. Just two weeks after posting their help wanted, four caregivers for the daycare had been hired, two security guards for the entrance, and a grounds crew as well. In the background of all of their planning for the Daycare, Miles and Mei had been doing another type of planning as well. Planning for their wedding. Invitations had been sent out at the beginning of the year. It would be an outdoor wedding in the open field next to the lake that would eventually become the campground. The date had been set for May 1st, one month before the opening of the Daycare. The wedding was magical, with a large white gazebo-style fence as the backdrop that had been decked out in flowers. A long red carpet ran down the middle of the padded chairs, wrapped in white on each side. A wooden lectern wrapped in flowers stood at the end of the carpet on a raised platform where the wedding party would stand. A caregiver friend had been asked to officiate. On the day of the wedding, Jimmy was dressed in a tuxedo print romper, and his pacifier had a red bowtie painted on the guard. Joy had been dressed in a pink onesie with an attached tutu and a pink pacifier with a rose painted on the guard. The two were the honorary Best Man and Maid of Honor, respectively, as the couple had decided not to have anyone stand with them. The ceremony went off without a hitch, with the Littles being entertained by the grandparent they were sitting next to. Miles and Mei had decided to forgo their honeymoon for now, so close to the launch of the daycare. The first month of their wedded lives was dedicated to business. On June 1st, the Grand Opening ceremony was held. The ribbon was cut, and the gathered Littles, who had applied to be the first occupants of the daycare, eagerly awaited the tour of the new space. The daycare attendants were already in place, and play began immediately following the tour. Jimmy and Joy were present as well. They were not about to miss the opportunity to play with so many other Littles. Soon, the space was filled with the sound of crinkling diapers and happy Littles at play. Jimmy got the honor of the inaugural diaper change after he messed his diaper, not thirty minutes after the doors opened. In the past year, Jimmy had become truly comfortable with diaper changes and felt no embarrassment from being changed in front of so many people. As the year progressed and word of mouth spread, requests to attend the daycare grew steadily despite the steep pricetag. People seemed more than happy to spend five thousand dollars for their three-day stay at daycare. With the money earned from guests, construction on the campground was able to start in October of that year. The ground was leveled, and foundations for cabins were built. By February of the next year, four cabins had been completed, each with a large dedicated nursery. On the first anniversary of the daycare’s Grand Opening, the campground was opened to applicants. At ten thousand dollars a week, the cabins were not cheap, but that did not stop people from booking all four cabins every week for the rest of the year. The property drew in people from around the country, and even internationally. Online, it was being referred to as the Holy Land for ABDL people. Bookings remained solid at the daycare, too, and the business was a huge success. Mei and Miles couldn’t have been happier with how successful their business had become. It was everything they had hoped for and more. They oversaw day-to-day operations, but continued to hire staff to facilitate the large growth and demand that was anticipated for the space. Their plans included adding up to eight more cabins and a large outdoor playground, and an open-air pavilion event space. Over the next year, their plans came to fruition, and the business was more successful than ever. At this moment, life truly could not get any better. They had a successful business and a great family. Biological children may be down the line, but they would worry about that later. For now, they have everything they need. -
By johndoeasdf50 · Posted
20 or 21. I was away at college and finally had the chance to go buy some diapers to try since I had been fantasizing about it since I was a kid. Went to the store and bought a pack of Pampers Baby Dry and wore those until I got caught by my mom.. and then kept wearing them.
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