Baby Talk

It was $3.72 like Wednesday, now   $3.99.  Ugh, I gotta fill up soon, maybe i'll drive the other car that has a full tank (and is more efficient and doesn't require premium).

Something about Sally’s parents going middle class 🤭 Sally is at ease herself, but wonders at her parents trying to act normal. Coming soon, Sally at camp. Fun and self discovery. 

Chapter 21: Jill wiped her hands and turned to Jack with a bright, purposeful smile.   “Alright, birthday boy,” she said, crouching slightly so she was eye level with him.  Jill grinned. “We need to go pick up your cake… and your cupcakes.”   For a split second, Jack just stared—   Then his whole face lit up.   “Cake?!” he said, practically bouncing in place.   Jill laughed softly. “Yes, cake.”   This is really happening, she thought, feeling that same excitement bubble up again. Everything’s coming together.   ⸻   She moved around the living room, gathering the diaper bag and going through it one more time—diapers, wipes, extra clothes, snacks, bottles.   Don’t forget anything today, she reminded herself. Too important.   Satisfied, she zipped it up and slung it over her shoulder.   “Ready?” she asked.   “Ready!” Jack answered quickly.   ⸻   Jill helped him into the stroller, making sure he was comfortable before tucking Flopsy and Trike in beside him. He hugged them both, still riding the high of breakfast and the excitement of the day.   His belly was full, his mood bright—everything felt right.   As Jill stepped outside and started down the street, the fresh air greeted them again, carrying that same lively energy as before.   Jack waved at nearly everyone they passed.   “Hi!” he called, his voice cheerful.   A few people smiled and waved back.   “Well, aren’t you a happy little guy,” someone said.   Jack beamed, pacifier bobbing slightly as he grinned.   Jill felt her heart swell.   He’s so happy today, she thought. Exactly how it should be.   ⸻   The city moved around them—cars passing, doors opening, voices blending into a steady hum—but for Jack, it all felt like part of something bigger.   Today’s my birthday, he thought, holding onto that idea tightly.   He squeezed Flopsy a little closer.   Jill glanced down at him as she walked.   “You excited?” she asked.   Jack nodded quickly. “Best day ever.”   Jill smiled, her chest warm with emotion.   Yeah, she thought. It really is.   And as they continued down the street toward the bakery, with the promise of cake, celebration, and everything still ahead—   the day was only just getting started.   The bakery was alive with movement the moment Jill stepped inside. The warm scent of fresh bread, sugar, and frosting filled the air, wrapping around them like a welcome. People stood in line chatting, some ordering bagels and coffee, others pointing excitedly at cakes displayed behind the glass.   Jack’s eyes widened as he took it all in.   So many treats…   He clutched Flopsy and Trike close, peeking over the edge of the stroller as Jill guided them into line. She gently rocked the stroller back and forth while they waited, a soothing, familiar motion.   “It’s busy today,” she murmured, mostly to herself.   Jack didn’t mind.   He was too busy looking at everything—the colors, the movement, the towering cakes decorated with bright designs.   One of those is mine…   The thought made him wiggle slightly in his seat.   ⸻   When it was their turn, a friendly young woman at the counter greeted them with a warm smile.   “Hi there! What can I help you with?”   Jill returned the smile. “I’m here about a birthday order—Jack’s party?”   The woman’s expression lit up. “Oh yes! We have that ready to go.”   Jack leaned forward just a little, curious.   The woman tapped a few things into the system, then looked back up. “We’ll have someone deliver the cake and cupcakes to your home later today, before the party starts. That way you don’t have to carry everything.”   Jill felt a small wave of relief. “That would be perfect, thank you.”   She gave the necessary details, confirming the address and timing.   One less thing to worry about, she thought. Good.   The woman nodded, finishing everything up. “All set. And—” she glanced down at Jack with a bright smile, “—happy birthday!”   Jack blinked, then smiled shyly around his pacifier.   “Fank you,” he said in his soft, careful voice.   The woman reached under the counter and handed him a cookie. “Here you go, birthday treat.”   Jack took it gently, holding it like it was something special.   For me…   He brought it to his mouth, taking a small bite.   His eyes lit up instantly.   Yummy.   Jill laughed softly. “Say thank you.”   “I did,” Jack said quietly, still smiling.   ⸻   They stepped back out into the street, the noise of the bakery fading behind them.   Jack happily munched on his cookie, crumbs gathering on his fingers as he held onto his plushies.   Jill adjusted the stroller and started walking again.   “Next stop,” she said, glancing down at him, “Lisa’s shop.”   Jack looked up, still chewing.   “Okay,” he said, his voice full of contentment.   The day was moving along perfectly—each stop bringing them closer to the celebration.   And as they continued down the street together, there was a shared feeling between them—   Everything was falling into place.

Chapter 69: Maids Bound – LittleFallenPrincess ------------------------------- Chloe     This. Is. Humiliating.   And I was loving every second of it. We had opened our doors about ten minutes ago, and already we were nearly full. Only a few more people were expected, as we had sold a specific amount of tickets for this event, on a first come, first serve basis, all based on how many people could comfortably sit in the shop. And they were snatched up within moments at the last event we attended. Obviously Sam and I, Craig and Becks, and even Lydia didn’t even need tickets, considering we were all running this event tonight (Lydia ended up going from advisor to full on co-running this event with us, as she had all the experience running things like this). And we may have held three back for Lucy, Daniel and Steph. But the rest were taken by all the usuals who attend Lydia’s kink events, making us a nice little profit. Key word being little, as we weren’t running this to make money, we just needed to cover expenses for food and drink, and wages for us running it. Because whilst everyone else will be drinking and eating and chatting, doing all sorts of kinky things and talking openly in a relaxed environment… we would be working. Mummy is behind the counter, soon to be getting everyone’s orders ready. Becks will be helping her out occasionally, but she also shares hosting duties with Lydia, both of whom will go around making sure everyone is behaving and having fun. Oh and Lucy was technically staff… kind of. She wasn’t helping run the thing or serve people or anything… She was the artwork. Literally. She was in this latex suit that looked like porcelain, even complete with doll joints and everything. She even had matching makeup on to make her look like a perfect little doll. I have no idea who made her that outfit, but it was gorgeous and I was totally not jealous and totally didn’t want my own and totally wasn’t getting more and more into dollification because of her…. But anyway, her job was to sit around and look pretty, posing in place for long periods of time (which sounds easy but that would kill me!). She looks beautiful and I really struggled to keep my eyes off her. And then you have Craig and I… As promised, months ago… when my Mummy first came up with the idea of tonight’s event… Craig and I are both dressed in matching maid uniforms. And not the typical sexy french maid ones. They’re more akin to those seen in anime, the Japanese style ones. Which… I must admit… are a lot cuter, but a lot less ‘sexy’. Dress and pinafore, white tights and heels… Craig and I looked ‘absolutely darling’ according to Lydia, who made us both blush in sync. But that’s where the similarities ended. Because under Craig’s uniform was a pair of very cute knickers, which we all squealed at when he showed us at Beck’s order. But me… I was thickly padded, with the cutest, most babyish nappy on. And then TWO boosters. I could barely walk! I had to waddle everywhere! Imagine your server bringing your drinks over, waddling the whole way, with her dummy firmly lodged in her mouth. Yes, ‘the dummy stays in, or else’. Mummy’s orders. Pigtails too. I looked… okay I looked fucking adorable and I loved it but it was humiliating and soon I’d have to go up to everyone and take their order with a babyish lisp and a waddle. But everyone looked to be excited for tonight’s event. We even have Lydia giving a rope tutorial later, with Lucy volunteering to be the one being tied up, which I’m very excited to watch myself… as we haven’t tried rope yet. We’ve tried a lot of other things though. I mean we’ve been living together for months now, of course once we were living together and had the apartment to ourselves we’d get freaky and start trying lots of things out. Some things stuck, some things didn’t. Never tried rope though, as Mummy wanted to wait for tonight’s workshop to ‘perfect her craft’ and for me to understand the basics and what to look for when it comes to risk and danger, because apparently rope can be very dangerous. They even have these fancy rope scissors, just in case! And speaking of living together… Everything was perfect. I had settled into my role at Bound, and was loving my job. We had settled into a nice routine at home, with Mummy and I dividing chores and working to a schedule. Which was needed since I started going 24/7, wearing nappies all the time, even at work. It started off as a cute little challenge. Becks and Mummy argued that I’d get bored of being padded all the time, with Mummy saying I was ‘her little padded slut’ and that I’d never want to go back to panties if she gave me the option. So they made a bet that I couldn’t go a month without needing to get out of nappies, with Mummy saying I could and Auntie Becks saying I couldn’t. And nappies were to be used for everything… and I mean everything. From wetting and messing, to sexy times, everything was done in my nappy.  This went on the whole month and not once did I say I wanted to get out of them. Becks’ even tried arguing that I was biased, that I’d want my Mummy to win so I’d pretend I’m enjoying it… but I genuinely did enjoy it. It’s weird being out of a nappy, with the only times I’m not padded being Doctor appointments and showering and visiting parents. Becks even pulled me over to her and Mummy at the end of the month and asked me one final time if I’d rather be padded or if I’d want at least some time in panties. Becks was not happy that she lost. She was even less impressed when she was made to wear a nappy at the next event and be my ‘baby sister’ because she lost the bet. This… lasted a whole three minutes before she ripped the nappy off, called the bet fulfilled and stormed off, nude and proud in front of everyone else, to go put her usual outfit on. Mummy really should have given her a time limit as part of the bet. And we were also threatened to never tell anyone what happened, on pain of death. But yes, after that month I continued wearing nappies all the time. And the month after that, and the one after that, and so on. Six months later and I’m still as happy as I was the first week. Sure, they can be annoying, but Mummy loves me being padded all the time. I love the feeling of it too, even after all this time. Thankfully I don’t have to change myself very often, most of the time Mummy does it for me. Over the past few months it's gotten to the point where I’ll forget I’m wet or whatever, and she’ll be the one to come over and check me, find me wet, then take my hand to go get me changed. It was heaven for me.   I was too busy off in my own world, thinking about the past six months, completely unaware that Mummy and Auntie had gone up to the stage we had set up by the wall (one that we could store out of the way for the rest of the month between events). So I focused and listened to what they both had to say. “I think we can start now,” Mummy said, standing up in front of everyone. I could tell it was taking a lot out of her to do this, which just made me more proud of her, but as Auntie said… it’s her idea, she should be the one leading. “Most, if not all of you are here now. Now… I just want to go over a few basic rules and say a few thank yous up front, then we can just relax and have a fun, kinky evening.” “Woo!” Someone replied from the audience, making Mummy and everyone else laugh. “Someone’s excited!” Becks joked. “So… as you all know me and Becks, I’d just like to welcome you all to tonight's first event! This isn’t like our lovely Lydia’s events, which we’re all grateful for. No, our event is going to fit neatly between those events, providing a safe, relaxing space in which we can all chat and socialise and learn things, without needing to dress up vanilla like a munch. It’s a nice middle ground between the kinky fun of the event, and the casual nature of a munch. Tonight you are free to do some kinky things, though we have made a sign making it clear which kinks are not to be played out here… Spankings, teasing, a good bit of bondage or whatever is fine. No wetting, please, this is a cafe after all, unless your sub is thickly padded, like mine is!” She pointed out to me, and all eyes turned to look straight at me… And I was suddenly burning hotter than the sun. “Speaking of my lovely sub… Lovely baby maid Chloe here, and lovely lil pup maid Craig over there will be taking your orders. Menus are on your tables, so feel free to order whatever you like. And feel free to tease or lightly spank your server. Within reason…” she growled that last part, you could tell how protective she was being and how she was not joking. Light spankings or squeezing my padding are fine, I discussed this with her earlier. Craig agreed to the same treatment, minus the nappy. But anything else and people will be thrown out. But then they only sold tickets to those they trusted from the event, no newbies. These are all vetted by Lydia, Becks and Sam, so they’ll behave. Mummy just wanted to warn them again and remind them of her claim to her property. Which is me. I’m hers. I still get giddy thinking about that. “Seriously, I don’t care if you’re seven foot tall and a huge burly dom, I’ll kick your arse…” Becks warned. “Play nicely with our subs. They’re not yours, they’re doing this because they want to enhance the experience for you all tonight. So be nice, or else…” That’s when Lydia chimed in from the counter. “Anyone who acts out here gets banned from future events, and that means you also get banned from my events. Just saying.” Everyone nodded, clearly accepting the terms of tonight’s event. “Good,” my girlfriend continued. “Now that that is out of the way… the rules have been sent out to you with your invites, they are also posted on the sides, and if you are to leave, please leave the same way you came in… in vanilla clothes. If you need a more private changing area, there are little curtained areas off at the back you can change in, the ones some of you used to change into your wonderful outfits for tonight. Right… I’ll just say a few quick thank yous, then I’ll leave you all to enjoy your evening. Oh and don’t forget… rope workshop in an hour. Right, let me just say thank you to Lydia for all your help organising this and all your support, we couldn’t have done it without you. Becks… My business partner and friend, you mean the world to me and without you this shop wouldn’t even exist, let alone be hosting such a wonderful event for everyone here. Plus your pastries are to die for! Craig… you look fucking adorable in that maid uniform and I fully expect Becks to make you wear it more often…” “HEY!” he cried out. “And thank you, seriously, you’ve helped me, Becks, Chloe… hell, you help everyone out so much and you don’t get enough thanks. So thank you, Craig, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Please, everyone… make sure to give him extra squeezes on those cute cheeks of his…” “WHICH CHEEKS?” someone yelled, cheekily. Sam looked over at Craig and grinned. “Whichever you want…” I looked over at Craig to see him pouting and squirming. He was loving this so much. “And thank you to the lovely Lucy, who will be both our rope bunny and our entertainment throughout the evening. I’m so glad you could make it tonight.” Lucy smiled over at her, looking fucking adorable as she did. “And one last thank you to the love of my life. And my little slut. And my baby. And my soulmate. Chloe… without whom I’d be drifting, aimless and hopeless. You’re my rock, babygirl. And… I fully expect that nappy to be full by the end of tonight, baby.”   “Your drink, Sir…” I said, setting a pot of tea on the table, along with a cup for him and a cup for his sub, who was currently gagged and bound in her chair. She looked so happy and peaceful all tied up like that… and it reminded me of all the times Sam had tied me up like that. I’m hoping that maybe one of these events I’ll be allowed to be in that kind of situation, because as much as I’m really enjoying serving everyone tonight (especially the women who have patted my padded backside and cooed at me and teased me… the men I weren’t too fussed about), I’d love to get to enjoy this event as a participant rather than a host. Maybe Becks and Sam can take turns, as we definitely overestimated how many workers we’d need, despite being packed. Mostly because everyone was too busy having a good time to focus on their tea not being delivered quickly enough. “Well aren’t you just an adorable little thing?” he said, being genuinely nice and not creepy. Sam assured me they only invited those vetted by her, Becks and Lydia… so we could trust everyone in here, they were all lovely. All the toxic Doms weren’t invited. No men groped me tonight, as apparently that was a very clear rule on the board, they only treated me like the little baby I looked like… and they were allowed to pat my padded bum sometimes (and only pat it!). The women, however, didn't have such a rule, and as long as they didn’t push it too much, Sam had given them permission to squeeze my padding at any moment… and my boobs. This is something I did know beforehand, as Sam and I had talked in depth about our limitations as both individuals and as a couple, and we agreed that we were secure and open and in a healthy enough relationship that we could handle a bit of outside ‘influence’. In other words… She was happy for others to grope me and tease me, as long as there was no intimate kissing or actual sex. And spankings with any decent amount of power behind them had to be okayed and observed by my Mama. Light spankings were fine. And so far I was loving it. The amount of ‘Oh look at you, precious little baby… come sit on my lap for a bit’ as I was serving people… I lost count of how many laps I sat on. And each time I did, I glanced over at Sam to make sure this was okay, and she smiled and nodded back… so I let myself enjoy being cooed and doted upon by all these gorgeous women, even the subs! At one point Mama came over, because I was on one woman’s lap for too long and needed to serve more people, speaking up and telling her “Sorry for disturbing, but I need my baby back for a while. Maybe she can come back and sit on your lap again later. Maybe with a little toy popped inside her nappy…” which got the woman’s attention… and mine.   We had a lot of fun that night. And I couldn’t wait to do it again. And people seemed to really enjoy it. We created a thing of our own, it went great, and we were already planning future ones. I was exhausted by the end of it, but I had so many amazing memories from this night that I don’t think I’ll ever forget. Especially not the one where Sam told me to intentionally drop a cup on the floor (she made sure there wasn’t tea inside it, no hot liquids, she had thought ahead!)... and I quickly found out why… …When I was scolded in front of everyone like a stupid little girl and thrown over her lap… Unf… I’ll never forget that memory until the day I die.           ===================================================== The chapter a lot of people waited for. I hope you enjoyed it! Only two more chapters to go (including epilogue!)   New story just started on my subscribestar! Expect it here a month's time! Subscribers get new story 22nd April, that new story starts on here 20th May.   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). 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I use Attends deoplus booster in all diapers. Sometimes just 1,  but usually 2, and 3 or more only for hiking where bulk doesn't matter.