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By LittleFallenPrincess · Posted
Chapter 54: Breakthrough Bound – LittleFallenPrincess ------------------------------- Samantha It was now only two days until the event. And tonight I’m hoping to make a breakthrough with her various kinky sides. Poor girl never got to explore or play with both of her sides, her little and her subby sides, at the same time. It’s always been one or the other. With me and Nat, she was only ever her adorable little self. Which don’t get me wrong, I love that side of her. It makes me such a happy Mama now that she’s acting little around me on occasion, even wearing nappies every night she stays over. She’s such a natural little, it’s adorable how quickly she slips into the headspace and how happy it seems to make her. But I’ve also seen her be subby for Lydia. And that side of her shines through the cracks on occasion, making her act like her subby self without her even realising. And god, she’s so fucking hot. And such a good girl. And… I’ve not really had a chance to play with that side of her yet. And because it would be a bit awkward doing this for the first time at the event on Saturday, I wanted to try to coax it out of her tonight, hopefully managing to mix a little ageplay into it too. I have some basic ideas as to what we can do, so I’m hoping we can have some fun, and that she doesn’t get too anxious or in her own head, after all I’m doing this for her. I want her to be able to enjoy both her headspaces whenever she wants, even if it means at the same time. So I waited for her to finish work, with me sitting at one of the tables in the shop, sipping on some tea, taking a break after working hard all day. Thankfully, Becks, the amazing friend she is, promised to watch the shop for the rest of the afternoon, so that I could have some fun with my girlfriend. ‘GO GET SOME’ were her exact words, if I recall correctly, with the biggest grin on her face at the time. At least I felt a little less bad leaving my bestie with the shop on her own now that the afternoon rush was over and everything had returned to a calm state, with everyone who remained to drink their tea and read their books sitting in silence, doing exactly that. Then her adorable little face pressed itself against the glass of the front door… …And I nearly spat my tea out as I burst out laughing. “Hi Mama!” she said, sitting down beside me in the other free chair, taking off her bag that she’d always take to work with her whenever she was staying over, as it was full of stuff that she’d need to stay over. You know the stuff, toiletries, spare clothes… her favourite stuffie, Amber. Because adorably, that girl can’t sleep without that stuffie I repaired. She’s apparently got even more attached to it now that Amber has her golden scar, giving her a happy, romantic, sweet memory to attach to the stuffed toy. So no doubt the stuffie was carefully packed within that bag she just placed beside her chair. “Hey babygirl. How was work?” I asked her with a smile on my face. “You already know, as we’ve been texting all afternoon. You seem… excited…” “I thought you’d like to have some fun tonight…” I teased, trying to put on my best seductive voice. “Kinky fun?” “Yes, babydoll, kinky fun…” I said that quietly so as to not be overheard by any of the other customers. “Which kind?” “Both.” “Both?” “I thought we’d get some time to try out combining things finally, before the event on Saturday. Think you’d be up for trying? No pressure if you don’t want to, baby. I’m just as happy to do one or the other.” “I’d love to! Especially after today!” Today wasn’t that bad for her, all things given, at least according to her texts. But her boss has been on her arse all afternoon, and the more he berates her, the more I want to go in and throw him over my lap and turn his backside red… and then hire Chloe full time here so she doesn’t have to work for such an odious man. God… I miss when she was working for Craig. Craig is such a nice guy, and he was so patient and understanding with her. And Chloe was genuinely happy working for him, whereas with this boss of hers now… I wanted so badly to rescue her from that horrible workplace. Maybe… maybe after the event, some time next week, I’ll suggest she work full time here. Maybe we’ll finally try her out working full time for a couple of days or something so she can get a sense of what it’s like to work here full time. Then she can decide if she wants to switch jobs or not. Because whilst we don’t make enough profit to make a pool full of cash to swim in, we have enough to live relatively comfortably now, and we can still afford to pay Chloe at a much better rate than what she’s earning at her current, crappy job. “What are you thinking about?” Chloe said, interrupting my rabbit hole time. “Sorry baby, I was a bit out of it there, wasn’t I? Just wondering if you’d like to try working here, you know, like we suggested. Give you a chance to see if this is where you’d prefer to work.” “Am I complaining about my boss too much?” “Not nearly enough by the sounds of it…” I grumbled. That made her giggle. Good. She’s already feeling little. A laugh would indicate she’s feeling too big to regress. A giggle means she’s already part way there. I know we haven’t dated in a long time, and since getting back together we haven’t been dating that long, but I know her tells. I can read this girl like a book. A really kinky book. A really kinky picture book, because she’s only little, after all… “I’d like to give it a go, yeah. Surprisingly, I really enjoyed helping out here last time.” “Means working through our busiest hours, think you’re up to that? Because whilst we try to make sure we have two people here during those times, there are occasions where we’re stuck with one person.” “That’s usually when Becks ropes Craig in, right? Or should I say… leashes…” Okay… that was a good one. I’ll give her that. You’re not a proper kinkster until you make your first bad joke or pun involving kink… “Exactly, but we can’t always rely on him every time we’re short staffed. Especially when he’s doing it out of the kindness of his heart.” “I think I could manage it, after working here for a while, of course.” “Oh yeah, don’t worry, you wouldn’t be left alone without plenty of experience running the place.” “So what brought this on? Worrying about lil me at my current job again?” she asked. “Baby, I’m your Mummy. My job is to make sure you’re happy, loved, taken care of, and spanked. Of course I’m going to worry.” “Does it have to be in that specific order?” she said, grinning at me. “Maybe… but seriously, your job sucks. Your boss sucks. It’s clear he’s looking to get rid of you. And I want you to have another job as a backup. I’m not having you losing your apartment or anything. Though if that did ever happen, I’d just have to make a nursery upstairs and move you in…” That made her blush. A lot. So I continued. “Or maybe I’ll make that nursery anyway…” I teased. Right, be careful Sam… if you want this girl to fully explore the wonders of forced regression and kinkier ageplay… you have to be careful which sides you push and in what order. If she’s made too little too quickly, she’ll end up fully in littlespace, and that’s a lot harder to incorporate kinkier things into without shattering her headspace and ruining the evening for her. It’s a delicate balancing act. I need to reinforce little things here and there, reminding her that I’m her Mummy, that she’s only little, that she belongs to me… but not enough to push her into the headspace fully. But at the same time I need to play to her subby side… which is making me a bit nervous as we haven’t really played with that aspect of her much. So it’s not just balancing her two sides, making sure to make her feel more subby at first, then start incorporating more little stuff… but it’s also about exploring what works for us both as a traditional domme/submissive couple, and how our dynamic works in general. This was all making me a little anxious, and no doubt amongst the excitement I could see within her, lies the same anxiety I’m feeling, waiting… watching… “Right. That’s enough big talk. Can you be a very good girl for me and go upstairs, making sure to do some very specific things for me?” I said, using my stern Mummy voice. Her eyes lit up. “Yes… Miss…” “Good girl. Now, go upstairs, wait in my bedroom for me… on your knees.” “Nakey?” “No sweetie, as you are. In my bedroom, on the floor, on your knees, hands behind your back. Wait for me to finish my drink, and I’ll be up to see to you in a couple of minutes. Understood?” “Y… yes Miss…” “Good girl.” I’m glad she’s had some experience with Lydia. Even if that experience made me insanely jealous and has made me regret not being the one to experiment with it all with her. But then I get to experiment with combining both her sides now, so that’s something. She’ll be a very good girl too, she’ll do exactly as I said. She’s rushing up the stairs now, faster than her little feet can carry her. She’ll dump her bag off to the side, greet Smudge because there’s no way she’s going past that cat without saying hello, then she’ll go into the bedroom and get in position. And she’ll wait for a while, if needed. But I’m not that cruel. I know how little anxious brains like hers work, no doubt after five minutes she’ll start worrying. Horniness will turn to fear. And it will spoil the moment. But then if I follow up straight after her, she’ll feel rushed. Like I said, a delicate balancing act. No, I need the right amount. Fuckin Goldilocks of anticipation here. I need her to have a few minutes to calm herself and get comfortable, to know she’s doing a good job because she’s doing exactly as I asked of her, enough to get her teased and needy… but not far enough as to make her start regretting things by getting in her own head. So I watched the clock on the wall carefully, watching the seconds tick down, sipping my tea slowly, making sure to savour the taste… and the anticipation. She’s not the only one who benefits from this, after all… My heels clacked against the floorboards as I headed towards the bedroom. It had been four minutes since she came upstairs. I could’ve left it a fifth, but honestly? I’m feeling just as needy as she probably is. I’m just as impatient as a little sometimes, though I’m much better at not showing it. I could hear a little squeak coming from the bedroom, with the door ajar only slightly, I knew what was kneeling inside there, waiting for me. Oh the fun we are going to have tonight… I just hope she’s ready. But then if she’s not? That’s fine too. We’re going at our own pace. Only when both of us are ready and comfortable. I’ve seen too many dominants try to act all powerful and impatient, pushing things farther than they should’ve been pushed, at a speed way too quick for their submissive. And it always ended in disaster. Becks and I have ended up consoling too many subs at events after their doms had fucked things up and taken it out on them. That’s mostly because Becks can’t stand to see subs being mistreated, so she instantly has to butt her nose in if she senses even the slightest bit of shitty behaviour. She comes to their rescue, and I end up consoling them whilst Becks tears the dom a new one. And it’s mostly guys too. Not to say women can’t be manipulative, shitty dommes… but statistically it’s mostly men. That’s why we get on so well with Daniel, he’s a good dominant and a decent guy. So yes, if at any point Chloe decides she’s not ready, I won’t push it. We don’t have to rush this whole ‘blending kinks’ thing just so she’s got experience for Saturday. If she isn’t comfortable being both subby and little by then, I’ll just put her in one of the two headspaces at the event and we’ll still have a fun evening. It’s not as if it’s the last event we’ll ever go to together… hopefully. I want her to feel comfortable, happy and safe. That’s key. If she isn’t feeling all three at any point, I want her to tell me. So I need to be very careful. Especially as we haven’t actually played that much together. We’ve been friends much longer than partners, even if you include the time we dated before I fucked everything up. So as I opened the door to the bedroom, slowly, to build up even more anticipation for her, I took a deep breath and quickly got into my domme headspace, ready to play with my toy. ===================================================== 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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Dang. It's sad seeing Monica trying to resist her new infancy only to fail. -
By astrodiaper · Posted
Astronauts. Yes, I know about the Crinklz and other space prints, but I would like to see more human astronaut characters, more of a big kid style than a little kid style. -
Dr. Joy stood from her chair, calmly approached Kayla then kneeling next to her as calmly and as normal can be. "Kayla honey take deep breaths. I'm not making you into a baby no one is, you are the only one that keeps putting yourself in that category. Ive only asked you what makes a baby and I'm trying to show you if you do or dont fit that category. I haven't lead you into wanting a bottle, or needing a diaper change. You tell me how you are feeling and we will work this out together." Dr. Joy says with a sweet knowing smile just like a pre school teacher trying to lead a toddler to figure out her ABC's or simple math. -
I messed my wet morning Seni Quatro diaper covered with pink side snap PUL pants an hour ago in my usual place, the kitchen while getting coffee. Feeling warm poopie fill my diaper and settle in the bottom against my perineum made me shudder with cathartic pleasurable sensations. Feeling potty jiggle in my diaper as I walked was wonderful, only to be surpassed when I sat down here and now. I did an adult activity by renewing a CD with on-line banking while I enjoyed the warm squishy mess in my diaper. Soon I will get my morning exercise in my wet and poopy diapie, and when finished I will most definitely be ready to change and clean myself up.
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