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By LittleFallenPrincess · Posted
Chapter 5: Proof Tales of the Sanctuary: Book 3 - Bargaining – LittleFallenPrincess Waking up in a giant bassinet was officially the weirdest thing I had done. And that includes being kidnapped by a giant elf and stupidly signing my life over to her. Especially when the dry nappy you were changed into before your nap was now a lot bulkier between your legs… indicating that it was now used… This was going to take a lot of time to get used to. Like… being treated like a baby is bad enough, but having to use the nappies for their intended purposes? It is… gross. Gross gross gross gross gross! Gross… but kinda good feeling. Hard to explain. Scared to do so, because that may lead to me admitting part of me was actually enjoying them wet… and I’m not breaking that easily. Nope. Not me. I’m going to last as long as I can. I won’t resist, I’m not earning myself a worse situation, but I’m not going to break and just accept everything with a smile. Plus this Belladonna woman seems… nice? I don’t know what it is, but something about her just puts me at ease. She talked to me like an adult… but without threatening me like the Queen did. Maybe Belladonna will help me stay sane here? How long am I even staying here? They said ‘until the Queen gets bored’... but does she get tired of things in a week, like I sometimes do, or does her long life mean she draws her interest out over time? I guess I’ll have to try to worm the information out of Belladonna over time. This is only my first day here, after all. I think. Honestly, I have no idea how much time has passed. It’s not turned dark at all whilst I’ve been awake, and with this whole place being MAGIC… I’m not sure if this place even has a normal day/night cycle. “Have a nice nap, petal?” I looked down, towards the feet-end of the bassinet, to see Belladonna’s face appear as she walked over, looming over me. “Well I fell asleep straight away. I assume that was the enchantment you mentioned on the bassinet?” I replied. “It is.” “Well I didn’t have good dreams.” This seemed to disturb her. “Really? What did you dream of?” “Nothing… this time.” “What about the time before? When you were first out of it, before you woke up here?” “Nightmare. Kinda.” “That… shouldn’t be possible.” “Why?” “Queen’s rules. No one suffers bad dreams unless she says so. At least not in her realm. And you haven’t done anything to piss her off… yet…” How does even that sentence sound so calming in her accent? “Then why did I have one?” “I… will have to ask the Queen on that one.” “Speaking of…” “You want to know more about her?” she said, as if she knew I was going to ask that. “Maybe… and like… this whole ‘court’ thing.” “You’ll learn lots just by being here. I’m not going to spoil the surprise. You’ll be exposed to all the elements of her Court.” “You say you sleep with her, right?” “I’m not one to kiss and tell…” she winked. “So that’s a yes,” I grinned at her, earning a grin back in return. “Her Majesty has lots of lovers. Oberon is always her main love, though they both seek romance and sex outside of their… I guess relationship isn’t the right word. I don’t think any human word adequately describes their… thing. He is our King. And her husband. But not in the same way you humans are married.” “So she sleeps with a lot of people?” “Some fae, some mortals, lots of monstrum… basically anyone whoever she deems ‘beautiful’. And before you ask, yes, she does think you are beautiful… but seeing as you’re her baby… you’re getting no action from her anytime soon. Maybe if she ever gets bored with you as a baby, maybe she’ll make you one of her lovers.” Why did I feel a slight twinge of disappointment from that? Wait… “Umm… will I ever get any…” I asked, awkwardly, wondering if I was doing the wrong thing by asking such a… personal question. “Any what, precious baby?” “...Relief?” Belladonna started giggling. “We’ll see.” “About what?” “If your Mummy lets you. Now… how about we get you changed so I can feed you?” “What’s for… dinner?” “You don’t need to eat in our realm, not like you do in your human world. Eating is for pleasure here… although in your case it's more so you fill those cute widdle nappies of yours…” She wasn’t wrong, they were cute. I just wish they weren’t on me. They looked like proper baby nappies, but sized up to fit a human adult. Or have I been shrunk down to fit them? With everything bigger than me, and their magical ability… I wasn’t sure which one was true. Either way, I wasn’t going to fully appreciate the cuteness of the thick padding between my legs, or the sleeper I was wearing. Not whilst I’m a prisoner here. “So what will my typical day look like? What should I expect from my… time… here?” I emphasised the word time because I could be here five days or five thousand. Or fifty thousand. Or five million. If I don’t age, and she doesn’t get bored of me… I could be stuck like this forever. For eternity. Which terrified me. “Well we don’t have a typical day or night cycle here. It’s all dependent on the Queen’s mood. But I’ve been told to keep to a strict schedule. You’ll be awake for about eight hours, then sleeping for eight. That will repeat. This allows me to get on with my other jobs about the palace, and will allow your body to rest whilst you sleep, then there is plenty of time for me to take care of you, or your Mummy to play with you.” “How often will I see her?” “Again, we’re all here to serve her. Some ‘days’ she’ll be more absent, some you’ll see her a lot more. It all depends on what is going on with the court, what time she has free, and if she wants to play with you or with someone else. That’s why I’m here, to take care of you in the meantime.” Then it dawned on me. “Do you… want this job?” I asked Belladonna, a twinge of sympathy in my voice. “Doesn’t matter what I want. I live for Her Majesty.” That didn’t inspire any good feelings within me… now I just felt bad because clearly she didn’t want to be here any more than I did. And because I’m too empathetic, I’m going to behave more just so she doesn’t get in trouble. That’s if she keeps acting nice to me. If she gets mean… I’ll happily throw her to the wolves. But this is still the first day. Of… many. “So you’ll wake up, I’ll change you, feed you a bottle, get you dressed for the day, then you’ll be allowed to play in here for a few hours. Then I’ll feed you another bottle. Followed by a change. Followed by more playtime. Followed by a bottle and a change and then bedtime. Repeat.” “That same thing every single day?” “Some days I’ll be allowed to take you out of the palace. Maybe into the gardens, or to the nearest village. You’ll still be fed on time, even if we’re out, and you will also be changed… that won’t matter where we are. But the Queen doesn’t want your mind turning to mush by monotonous repetitive days too quickly. If she wants your mind turning to mush, she’ll do it herself, not by the passage of time.” “That sounds like you repeated her, word for word.” I was desperately hoping I was wrong. “You’re a clever little baby, you know that? Yes, she said that to me. And now I’m telling you. So behave.” “I will…” then I decided to push my luck. “Umm…” “Go on. What is it?” Belladonna asked, sounding fed up already. “What about my Mum?” “What about her?” “Look… if I signed away my life to a magical creature to save her… fine. I’ll deal with the consequences if it means she gets to live. But can I please get proof she’s okay?” “You want proof?” she said, raising her eyebrow, before waving her hand, sparkles erupting from her fingertips. Slowly, but surely, a sphere started forming out of nothing. And in that sphere… was an image. “Here. But you won’t like it.” “Why won’t I like it? She’s alive, right?” I turned to watch the sphere, which showed our living room… and my Mum laying on the sofa, crying her eyes out. “Why is she-?” “She just learned her son is missing. Right after being given the all clear from her Doctor.” She looked healthier… like she used to before the cancer. She wasn’t as thin, wasn’t as frail, and her hair was growing back at a decent rate. She definitely looked like she was cured! But now she was dealing with me going missing, which is probably crushing her. Fuck. But no… she’s alive. That’s all that matters… right? I felt a heavy weight in my heart and I wanted so desperately to hug my Mum right now. She was all alone. Healthy and alive… but alone. And that’s when Belladonna waved away the sphere, making it disappear in an instant. “That…” “I’m sorry, love. But that life of yours is over. If you’re extremely lucky, maybe you’ll get to see her again before she dies of old age.” “You heartless bitch…” Fuck. It just came out. I didn’t mean to… I tried apologising, but quickly found a much larger dummy occupying my mouth. “This is a warning, flower. You’re lucky you said that to me, and not the Queen. I am not your enemy, I am just your caretaker. You’re the idiot who signed away his life. Don’t blame me for your errors,” she sighed heavily, before rolling her eyes. “I think you can stay in that wet nappy for a bit longer. We can forgo the bottle too. I think you need some time to process things. Oh and for your information… I’m not a heartless bitch. Ask your ‘Mummy’ what she originally had planned for you, before I talked her out of it…” And with that, Belladonna left me alone, stuck on my back in the bassinet, regretting saying anything as I squirmed uncomfortably in this wet nappy between my legs. It must have been a good hour or so before I heard any other signs of life. I was bored out of my mind and had memorised the ceiling inch by inch at this point. “How’s my darling baby boy?” Oh shit. It’s the Queen. I tried to respond, but the large dummy in my mouth that I had tried to spit out earlier made it impossible to do anything but grunt and mumble. “Soggy, I see. But then I was told you were rather naughty to your Nanny, so I trust her with your punishments. “I had some spare time between appointments, and thought I’d come see how you’re doing, especially seeing as Belladonna has gone into the forest to spend some time alone.” “Mmmmph!” “I trust you are sorry for whatever it was that upset her?” I nodded back in response, even if a large part of me wasn’t. Not all of me… that thing Belladonna said to me kept replaying over and over in my head whilst I was laying there, bored and awake. But it appears like I won’t get my opportunity to ask the Queen that question, as she clearly had no intention of taking my dummy out. “Well lucky for you, Bella is a kind soul. You got off lightly. If you had upset me that much, you wouldn’t even be in a position to regret it. But… you did upset one of my favourite subjects. And I don’t think she has punished you enough. So… how about we end the first day of yours here with something special?” She waved her hand ever-so-slightly over me… and I could feel my stomach start churning. No. No. Please no. Not that. I knew it was coming eventually… but not like this. “Let’s see how you feel after sleeping in a messy nappy…” The pressure was too much for me now, and there was no stopping what was coming next. All the muscles used to do so weren’t working properly… my eyes widening as I felt a force erupt from my backside… filling the nappy… all whilst my ‘Mummy’ laughed. I was mortified. Not only had I done that in a large nappy… as an adult… but in front of someone so beautiful, even if she had been the one to cause it. “At least it doesn’t smell like it does in the human realm. Be thankful for that. And on that note… I must bid you good evening. Have a good sleep, baby boy. I’ll see you in a week or so.” ===================================================== If you want to read a month in advance (that's 8 chapters), or just want to support me and my writing, you can do so through Subscribestar! Subscribers get 4 weeks (8 chapters) early access to chapters, and exclusive short stories (Nessa's Tale is currently the only available one). ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! If you want four 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 Huggies wearer · Posted
I just woke up in a wet size 8 parents choice. It's still has at least one more good wetting left in it before it leaks and I have to change. It feels like I might have to have my morning 💩 in a few . When I'm done it'll be a Huggies snug and dry for the day. -
By Draco_Americanus · Posted
I did wet the bed and was never allowed to have a diaper even after stealing from my half-brother when at my dad's house. when I did wet the bed, I had to sleep on the floor and because of that I did not help with sheets or any of that stuff. I did have a mattress protector and had to restrict fluids. One problem I had back then that has come back was the urge to pee in small amounts. We lived in my grandmother's basement back then and the bathroom was on the second floor so at times would let that out in bed or use the laundry tub in the basement. It was so annoying to go up two floors for a shot glass worth of pee. My mom hated diapers more than the laundry so sorry mom that I did that but such is life. -
Actually right here right now. I am in my usual wet morning diaper and while sitting here I had to go potty. I stood up, relaxed while I messed my diaper with a medium firm poopies. Sitting back down the poopie load is getting compressed against my perineum, ahhhh!!! 🤗😌🫠
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