LittleFallenPrincess

Chapter 34: Ruined Moments Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “Lucy? What… what are you doing here?” Fiona asked, quickly backing up, her lips breaking contact with Avery’s, as her face turned even redder and she got even more flustered than she was just moments ago. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to interrupt! I… I…” Before I could apologise and leave, Fiona rushed past me, out of the kitchen, and ran down the hallway. “You sure pick your moments, kiddo…” Avery sighed. “I’m sorry!” I cried out in pain… at the thought that I had ruined everything. “It’s okay. You didn’t mean to…” “Since… since when were you two…?” “We weren’t… and now… I’m not sure we will.” “I’m sorry…” “I’m not angry with you hun. I’m angry with myself. I didn’t realise she was as interested in me as I was in her… I should’ve made the first move already… instead I left it to her to…” Avery touched her lips with her fingers, where Fiona’s lips had just been, delicately tracing the feeling with her fingertips. “I’m going to fix this!” I announced, without thinking, turning around and storming off. “No… sweetie… you’re just going to…” But before she could warn me, I was already out of earshot. “F… Fiona? M… Mama?” I called out into the drab, boring guest room that I had tracked Fiona into. Her heart was beating a mile a minute, which made it easy to find her, but I still couldn’t see her. “Please leave,” she sobbed from behind the bed. Upon closer inspection… she was hunched over with her back to the other side of the bed, sitting on the floor… crying. Normally I’d do what she says, I’m no good at helping people when they’re crying. I’m good at listening, but then I never know what to say in moments like these. Especially when I’m the root of the problem. But no… this time I needed to not fuck this up. I’m not going to let their happiness be fucked up because of me. For once… I’m not going to be the problem. So I walked around the foot of the bed, over to where Fiona was sitting, and plopped my padded butt down next to her. “Sweetie… please go…” she said, tears streaming down her face, her mascara and eyeliner running, leaving marks on her cheeks. “No. Not until I know you’re okay,” I replied, putting my arm around her. She shrugged her shoulders, knocking my arm off, so I just put it back on. I wasn’t backing down from this. I fucked it up, so I’m fixing it. “I’m fine. I’m just a moron,” she rolled her eyes in frustration. “Why?” “Because… Because I thought I could…” “Have feelings for another person?” I said, cutting her off. “I… yes.” “And why can’t you?” “Because… she’s clearly not into me like that. And now I’ve ruined it and probably ruined the arrangement we have and that is going to affect you and… and… I should just leave. Let you two be happy together.” I couldn’t help but giggle. I tried to stifle it, but it just made its way out, taking Fiona by surprise. “What’s so funny?” she asked, sounding annoyed. “Nothing. Just…” “Just what?” she asked, this time more sternly. “You really are a moron…” “Thanks,” she scoffed. “...For thinking she doesn’t have feelings for you.” Suddenly the tears stopped and she turned to look at me. “Wait… what?” “I’m also a moron, for not seeing it earlier. You two like each other. Like… really like each other. It’s obvious. The way you talk to each other… the way you touch each other… I mean look what happened when you just kissed her!” “W… what happened?” “Her freaking leg raised! That was like some romantic movie-level shit! It was adorable!” “So… she didn’t mind…?” “Didn’t mind? Babe… she literally just told me she wishes she had made the first move sooner!” “I… didn’t realise… I thought… I thought she didn’t like me like that… I thought it was just a silly little crush I had because of proximity… but then we got close whilst cooking…” “Yes, and turns out you both like each other!” “Fuck! I ruined it!” Fiona cried out into her hands as she covered her face in dismay. “You didn’t! I promise! She still likes you! She’s just worried about you. I was worried about you too. That’s why I came to get you.” “So… she…?” That’s when a voice came from the doorway behind us. “Is willing to give it a shot? Yes.” Fiona and I shot up and looked around, to see Avery, standing there… smiling and blushing. “So… you… umm…” Fiona asked, nervously. “Like you? Well duh! I thought you didn’t like me!” Avery replied, sounding just as nervous as my Mama. “Well… I do!” “GODDAMMIT, JUST KISS EACH OTHER YOU ADORABLE PEOPLE!” I yelled out, without thinking. Seems to be a thing of mine tonight… Fiona scrambled across the bed, taking the shortcut, as Avery ran towards the bed and grabbed my Mama’s head with both hands, lunging forward and locking lips with my lupine girlfriend. …Our girlfriend now, I guess. ------------------------------------------------------ It had been two months since Fiona and Avery kissed. And wow… What a couple of months that has been! So firstly… dinner was ruined by the time those two stopped kissing, because once they stopped, they then ended up kissing me and then… Well then… look, we took things to the bedroom and we ended up having to order takeout later on because dinner was cold by the time we finished, okay? And it was probably the best night of my long… long life. I’m not going to go into details, as I’m not one to kiss and tell, but… it was amazing having two dominant women doing… things… to me. The morning after though… that’s when it got really interesting. Fiona went off to run her shop for the afternoon, and as soon as she left, Avery sat me down to talk to me seriously about something. Turns out… she wanted to invite Fiona and I to move in with her, seeing as her apartment is plenty big enough for the three of us, and given we tested it last night… The bed was definitely big enough for the three of us… at the same time. Turns out that when she and Fiona were getting close, talking about how they’re going to handle a relationship with both of them dating me at the same time, she fell pretty quickly for my Mama, and very early on had a dream of having both of us under her roof. Then when she found out where Mama’s shop was, she figured it was also good for Fiona too, as it was less of a commute, and Avery’s apartment was the safest place for us by far, what with her siblings still out there… probably trying to track us down as we speak. So when Fiona was out of the apartment, Avery sat me down and asked me if I’d like to move in with her. It was short notice, yes, and we haven’t been dating that long, and yes… we’re doing the whole lesbian stereotype… but it also made a lot of sense. I trusted the woman with my life, I mean she had already defended it multiple times, and I knew with my whole heart… that I loved her. That I loved both of them. It was the same feeling I had desired my whole life, the same feeling that I heard Nia and Susie describe in great, soppy, romantic detail about their partners. The feeling I now felt in my chest. So of course I said yes! It also made sense from a safety point of view, as this place was a fortress (though still nothing compared to the Sanctuary, but it should easily keep a couple of hunters out), and with me moving out of my house with Abby and Grim… I was keeping my friends safer too, as the hunters will no longer be looking there for me, as they’ll probably quickly realise that I moved out. Plus it would be nice to not have to stay in the Sanctuary much longer, as fun as it is living so close to Susie and Beth. Then Avery asked if I’d be okay with Fiona moving in with us… provided Fiona was okay with it of course. It made sense for her to say yes though, as it was clear these two had feelings for each other, plus this way the hunters won’t pick her off when she’s on her own at her own apartment, as no doubt they’ll be hunting her after what she did to defend me. The reason they can still go to work is because it’s relatively close to this apartment, and it’s daytime… meaning witnesses, so the siblings are much less likely to attack. Not entirely unlikely, as they’ve proven before, but then again… Susie and I were walking through empty streets at the time they attacked us. So of course I told Avery I’d love it. But on one condition… Fiona returned later that day, exhausted from work, and Avery had a little sit down with her. Long story short… We both moved in by the end of the next week. We got all my stuff from the Sanctuary and from my shared home, with Abby and Grim able to move back soon after, once we were sure the hunters weren’t tracking them, and Avery and I helped Fiona get all her stuff and move from her apartment. Then we got to work. That one condition I mentioned… was that we made this apartment a home. It felt too… modern, too… lifeless. It didn’t feel like a home, so Fiona and I got to work decorating the place, room by room, whilst Avery was at work. Not that Avery didn’t want to help… it’s just that… she wasn’t the best person to go to for decoration tips. She’s got the whole ‘cosy Mummy’ aesthetic going on when it comes to clothing and her general demeanour, but Fiona definitely has the ‘cosy home’ aesthetic when it comes to decorating. We pooled our money together to create a little ‘create a home’ fund, and as the weeks went on, and as we decorated each room, starting with the living room, then the bedroom, then the kitchen, etc… the fund started dwindling, room by room… But I had noticed that the money was going down a lot faster than we had budgeted for, and I was worried we were spending a little too much on this, too fast. And whenever I tried to bring it up with my Mummies… they just told me not to worry about it, that it’s ‘grown up’ stuff. I trusted them, so I let it go. I’m sure we’d figure something out. Speaking of my Mummies… things were going amazingly. At first it was a little awkward, we were all still new to our relationships, especially now that we are all dating each other. But as time went on, it got easier and more relaxed. By the end of the first week, we had already planned, and been on, a big group date. It wasn’t much, as we were still being careful about the hunter situation, so we just had a cosy night in, with Avery cooking a romantic meal for the three of us and then we watched a movie and ate cake and then… well… yeah. You know what three consenting adults get up to after a romantic evening together. I’ll leave that up to your imagination. And since then we’ve had plenty of dates. Sometimes it’s between the three of us, sometimes it’s been just Fiona and I, or Avery and I, and there’s been a few where they’ve had to get Beatrice to babysit me for the evening or drop me off at the Sanctuary for a playdate just so they could go on a date together. I didn’t feel lonely during these times, as they made up for it when they got home… usually treating me with sweeties or energy drinks or a new game… or extra kisses and attention. We eventually settled into a nice rhythm, with Avery working half the week, Fiona working the other, and me working on writing from home. Our dates were fun and frequent, my little side had never been so loved and active, and honestly… it felt like my heart was as active as it was when I was still alive. And after the first few weeks, we started taking more risks, going out more. We couldn’t let the hunters keep us holed up in here, too scared to leave, so we went out, making sure to take precautions whenever we left. It got to the point where we figured the hunters must have given up on their quest to kill me, as we hadn’t heard a peep from them in over a month and we were sure we weren’t being watched. Fiona and Avery must have really scared them off that night that I got injured. Or worse. And now… here we are… two months since we all moved into Avery’s place… and I had never been happier. And I didn’t think I could get any happier… until one afternoon, a week before my birthday… ------------------------------------------------------ “So what is this place? An office? Do I get my own room for my computer so I don’t have to play in the dining room anymore?” I asked my Mummies, as I carefully spread the paint down the wall with the roller. This moment was so… perfect. The three of us, all decorating this last room together, instead of just Fiona and I. Fiona was taking point this time though, she was entirely in charge of this last room apparently, not telling me a single thing about what we were decorating, other than we had to paint the walls a light pink. If it is an office for me, maybe a gaming room… I wouldn’t mind light pink, it’s cosy and soothing. I was dressed up in some spare dungarees, with a spare white tee on underneath, along with a very thick nappy which caused my legs to spread slightly, making moving about a little bit of a pain whilst decorating. But my Mummies assured me it was worth it… even if it was mostly them getting the enjoyment of seeing me waddle about. My dummy was clipped to one of the straps on my dungarees, and under strict orders was to either stay in my mouth, or in the pocket on the front of the overalls, otherwise it may get paint on it. So being the good girl I am, I had it in my mouth most of the afternoon, but I quickly deposited it in my pocket to ask my girlfriends more about this room. “It’s not an office, baby girl. But yes, you can have your gaming PC in here. I know how important your games are to you,” Fiona replied, rolling her eyes whilst smiling. Fiona was also wearing a pair of dungarees, though hers looked a lot less babyish, especially given the fact that she wasn’t padded underneath, so she wasn’t waddling everywhere like I was. Sure… my games were important, but now that I have two girlfriends… I have a lot less time to play them… and much less need for them to distract me from my bad thoughts. Instead, I just get to be happy and little with my Mummies, only occasionally playing games with friends online or squeezing on the sofa with my girlfriends to play some party games on the console together, something Fiona loved… and Avery endured. “Ooooh! Do I get a fancy new desk and everything to match?” I asked, excitedly. “You do! All new matching furniture in here,” replied Fiona. “Wait… is this a whole gaming room… for me?” “You’ll definitely be able to play in here…” Avery teased, from the other side of the room. Mummy was the only one not wearing dungarees, instead opting for an old tee and some old jeans that were already covered in paint. “What do you mean by that?” I whined. Fiona turned around and booped my nose with her paint brush, leaving pink paint on the end of it, making me blush. “I mean… all your toys will be in here…” she teased. “Toys? Wa…?” “This is going to be your nursery, sweetie!” Fiona grinned at me. “I can’t believe she hadn’t figured it out yet,” Avery giggled, as she looked lovingly at Fiona. “Wait… Nursery? I get…?” “Your own nursery! Don’t worry, you’ll still get to sleep in our bed, but sometimes your Mummies need… some time… just between the two of us. We wouldn’t let you stay in here without having some of the enjoyment we’ll be having, however… so we’ll have a two-way baby monitor so you can listen…” …Okay… new kink unlocked. ======================================================= Lucy is tooooooootally not based on me... I toooootally don't share the same interests... nooope 😳 Just a reminder: Subscribers to my Subscribestar now get to put their own NPC into my next story, the fantasy one. Its not a big role, more of a cameo kind of thing, but it should be fun to see where they appear in this (very mean) upcoming story! Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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You forget that whilst I'm mean with my cliffhangers... I'm not mean with my endings. You forget... that can change... 😈

Oh believe me, I love beans on toast as much as the next girl, but I think Avery would be cooking something a bit fancier when she's got these two beautiful women staying over... Yeah I'm not scared of you anymore, you've gotta come up with a better punishment

Beans on toast! 🤣 but no, she's probably cooking something really yummy and hearty, like a stew. I'd see her cooking that kind of meal for Fiona a lot. This is such a lovely compliment. Thank you so much 🤭

Chapter 33: Mummies Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess I awoke to laughter coming from one of the other rooms, and the smell of food cooking. Earlier, after Avery had changed me into another thick nappy, and then proceeded to put a onesie on me and pop my dummy in, along with some matching red booties, she carried me to her bedroom… which, whilst mostly bare like the rest of the apartment, I must point out that it had the BIGGEST bed ever. Like… this could fit six people! And a dog… or Grim. Same thing. And wow… It was so comfy! As soon as she lay me down on it, it felt like I was being enveloped by pure comfort, as if I was laying on clouds… which wasn’t helping the ‘have I died and this is just heaven’ theory I still may be considering in the back of my mind. Then, as Avery stroked my hair, making me push against her hand for more touch from this heavenly woman… She smiled down at me and told me that hopefully we’ll get me a crib or something that I can nap in, but for now, because I’m a special girl, HER special little girl to be exact, I get to nap on her bed. But then obviously… She had to follow that up with a bit of teasing, saying that I could only sleep in her bed if I’m padded, otherwise she’ll end up having to wash the sheets every day. The smell of food was amazing. Like… I had no idea what they were cooking, but whatever it was smelled divine. And it sounded… It sounded like they were having fun and really getting along, as I could hear both of them laughing together. Looking towards the window, I could see that it was dark out now, as Avery had come to pick me up late afternoon, like we had arranged for this week, which meant it was probably getting close to dinner time, so food should be ready soon. And by the smell of it, I bet one of them will be coming in here to get me any moment now. But… not if I surprise them first! With my dummy still in my mouth, I crawled to the edge of this enormous bed, which proved difficult. Not just because of the thick nappy, making me feel a bit uneven, but the softness of the duvet I had slept on made crawling across it feel like crawling across snow, with half my body falling down whenever I placed a limb down. But after much difficulty, I flopped off the end of the bed, landing with precision so as to not make a sound. Perks of being a vampire. Our agility is legendary. Climbing to my feet, I crept quietly towards the bedroom door, tiptoeing about, checking each floorboard just in case any happened to creak. But this place was not old, no, this place was immaculate, and nothing was out of place. Damn hunters with their neatness and tidy work ethic… Slowly opening the door, I made my way out, following the sound of laughter and the smell of food to its source, which I assumed would be the kitchen. There was a long corridor, leading back towards the living room, where the entrance to the apartment was. And as the smell was coming from that direction, I assumed the kitchen would be close to that. I couldn’t use my sense of smell to track them specifically, as the food was making that impossible right now, so I just used the food instead and followed that smell. And as I reached an open door at the end of the corridor, the sound of sizzling got louder, as did the smell… “So… how’s your flower shop doing?” asked Avery. “It’s okay,” Fiona replied. “Do you earn much from it?” “Enough to survive.” “But not enough to splurge on a new wardrobe…” “Hey, what are you insinuating?” Fiona laughed, feigning offence. “Nothing!” Avery giggled. “Just that… that was the same outfit you were wearing when I left you and Lucy the other day.” “I have more than one outfit!” “How many?” “At least three…” “Oh hun… We are definitely going clothes shopping. Maybe in a few days, when you’ve not got the shop to look after.” “What about Lucy?” “We could take her too. Or we could hire a babysitter and just have the time between the two of us…” “That… sounds nice…” “But you have to let me treat you.” “Why?” Fiona whined, sounding a little like I do. “Because… I want to see you all dressed up.” “And why would you want that…?” “Just… because…” These two were getting along so much better than I had ever hoped. They’re even talking about going shopping together! I was about to pounce and surprise them, but when I peeked over the counter to get a good look at them… they were standing by the sink, preparing vegetables or something… shoulders touching. So I figured if I moved to the other side of their counter, I could surprise them even better… I just hoped that the smell of food had messed Fiona’s sense of smell as much as it did with mine, otherwise this won’t be much of a surprise at all. “So… umm… how’s work for you?” Fiona asked Avery. “It’s okay. Shuffled my schedule around so I can take Lucy the other half of the week, like planned.” “Talking of plans…” “Yes?” “What are we going to do for the day Lucy is free?” Fiona asked. “Yeah… I’ve been avoiding that subject. But… What about… we both have her? If we can both have a day off from work that day… then…” “I think I could manage that. It’d be nice… to… spend more time with you…” “Even after spending so much time together not that long ago whilst Lucy was sleeping?” “I… yes.” These two were so cute! Like… they’re gonna be friends in no time. They’re already planning shopping trips and wanting to share time with me and each other… I waited for them both to turn to the stove, then dashed across the kitchen, so I was now behind the counter they were working at. This was it… this was… Looking up, being extra careful to use the ingredients they had lined up in front of them to hide the top of my head, I peeked through to see these two beautiful women returning to their task, unaware that a certain little vampling was going to scare them any second now… But just as I moved my body into position to pounce… Avery’s hand wandered over… resting gently on Fiona’s. ‘Wait…’ I thought to myself, taking a second to watch what was unfolding in front of me. Her hand slowly slid up Fiona’s arm… towards her shoulder… behind her… ‘NO! WAIT… HAVE I BEEN THIS FUCKING BLIND THIS WHOLE TIME?’ I screamed internally at the realisation that this was not just a simple silly friendship between my partners… this… this was… That’s when Fiona backed up a bit, away from Avery’s touch, as she turned to the stove again… but seeming flustered. ‘Okay… so apparently more happened than I originally thought whilst I was out during those days… these two… these two are genuinely into each other. But they’re both too awkward and shy to do anything. Wait… I CAN HELP!’ Okay… new plan. No longer scare these two… though maybe I still do that at some point. But there was a more important mission now… to get these two together. And no… I’m not being selfish. I just love love, and I want it to flourish. If these two have feelings for each other… then I want them to do something about it and not just hide it inside. That’s when it does damage. Feelings like that left to spiral out of control never work out well, I’ve seen it happen with other littles in the community. Hell… it nearly happened to Susie and Beth. I had to push Susie a bit to finally confess how strongly she had fallen for Beth when I first introduced them, and apparently Beatrice had to do the same with her sister. If they end up not really into each other, that's okay too! I still love both of them, and I hope it doesn’t ruin things, but if they don’t at least try… then it’ll cause a bigger rift. That’s why I should help! Taking another peek, I saw that Fiona had returned to the counter, standing with her shoulder touching Avery’s. Like… this was so cute. They clearly liked each other, and wanted to be close to each other… but neither would make the first move. It appeared that Avery was close to doing so, just moments ago, but then backed down as soon as Fiona got flustered and moved away. But now they’re back here… together… just… how do I get them to open up? How do I push one to make the first move? I tried wracking my brain, trying my best to come up with a plan to get these women together… but nothing was coming to me. Maybe this… maybe this was more of a long term plan. Maybe it’s something I could work on over time… “So… where am I sleeping?” Fiona asked, breaking the tension in the air, sounding flustered still. “I… I have some guest bedrooms… the ones I showed you…” Avery replied. “Or… you could just crash in my bed with me and Lucy…” Fiona’s eyes widened as her cheeks got redder. “I…” “I mean, I assume she’ll want to go back to my bed, when I put her down for a nap earlier she sunk into it and moaned. It was adorable. I bet it’s going to be a nightmare to get her out of it when we wake her up soon,” Avery giggled. “So if you want… you can join us… there’s plenty of room…” “I… umm… maybe…” ‘This is it! This was the moment… Avery just has to seal the deal… open up dammit! Do it!’ I thought to myself, trying my best to not just shout it from the rooftops and reveal myself. “Just… yeah… I’m joking. Kinda… It’s a nice bed… And maybe Lucy would love being sandwiched by two beautiful women…” Avery joked. She jokes… but she’s 1000% right. I would love that. I would do anything for that. That’s how I want to go when I eventually die. Please. That. “She would love that. But… I shouldn’t…” Fiona turned away from Avery, her face bright red at this point, looking more flustered than I had ever seen her. And looking at Avery… She wasn’t doing well either. Her cheeks were also red, though she looked a little more sad, probably from just being rejected… Maybe… maybe I could jump up? Maybe I jump up and scare them and tell them I’d love that? Maybe that would give them the push? If I did… and they react well… then maybe I manage to get them together? Or at least give me one of my biggest fantasies. Maybe this would make them laugh about it, giggle a bit, then actually consider it and finally confess their feelings? If I did… but they don’t react well… I could ruin their relationship… and potentially our arrangement. If I didn’t jump up and scare them… then maybe they end up together naturally anyway? Or maybe they bottle up their feelings and everything goes to shit? Great. Here’s my friend, Anxiety. Perfect timing. Why can’t I make basic decisions? Why can’t I be more impulsive like Nia is? I weighed the pros and cons in my head over the course of the few seconds Fiona was turned away from Avery, and then just when I figured I’d just wait and escape out the kitchen before anyone noticed me… …Fiona spun around… …lunged forward… …and locked her lips on to Avery’s… “YESSSSS!!!!!” I cried out, jumping up from behind the counter without thinking… …And now I wished I hadn’t been more impulsive like Nia. ======================================================= Ask, and ye shall receive... ...j/k, I wrote this months ago, I like to make sure no one influences my work so I'm always a good 30+ chapters in advance. Plus we all knew it was heading this direction. 🤭 Just a reminder: Subscribers to my Subscribestar now get to put their own NPC into my next story, the fantasy one. Its not a big role, more of a cameo kind of thing, but it should be fun to see where they appear in this (very mean) upcoming story! 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Chapter 32: Mummy Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “How was she?” Avery asked Fiona. “An absolute delight, as always,” Fiona replied, ruffling my hair, which made me squirm and blush. “And any…?” “Attacks? None. Took all the precautions you suggested, and followed all the suggestions you made.” “Precautions? Suggestions?” I asked, confused. “Just Mummy talk, don't worry your pretty little head about it, sweetpea,” Avery said, bending down and kissing me on the forehead, making me forget about everything in an instant. “Here, here’s her bag,” Fiona replied, lifting up the backpack with all my stuff in it for Avery to take with her. It really was feeling like two parents handing their kid over to stay with the other. Which… I must admit… made me blush even more. But then I noticed, as the handover was taking place, Fiona’s hand lingering on top of Avery’s, her fingers gently sliding across her skin, then grabbing the air as Avery’s hand moved away with my bag. “Right, you ready then, cupcake?” Avery asked me, reaching out with her free hand and grabbing mine. “She’s really struggling with leaving, even if it’s just for a few days,” Fiona interrupted, looking down at me with that sad, awkward smile that people use when they’re sad for someone. “Oh I bet. But it’s okay, you’ll see Mama soon!” Even being a few feet away from Fiona now was hurting. After spending days with her, having what felt like the best time I’ve ever had in my entire life… I didn’t want to leave her. Even if I was going to have an equally amazing time with Avery. And that hurt… was getting too much for me, forming tears in the corners of my eyes, tears that were doing a lot of work holding back the dam that was just waiting to burst. But I didn’t want Fiona to see me cry, I didn’t want to make her feel bad for leaving me, as it was only a few days wait. The problem was… those tears holding back the stream were about to give way. Cracks were starting to form. And then… she waved goodbye… “Oh baby, it’s okay!” Avery and Fiona both said as they dropped to their knees, joining me on the floor where I had collapsed, crying my eyes out, as the waterworks burst and all the sadness within me flooded out. “WAHHHHHHHHHHH…” I couldn’t stop crying, it genuinely felt like my emotions had filled me up and were overflowing, and I wasn’t able to contain myself at the thought of having to leave Fiona. I knew I was a needy little shit… but this was ridiculous. I should be able to go a few days without my girlfriend! I did it before! Before either of these women were actually dating me! We’d go days without seeing each other. It was fine! But now… after feeling little and happy and… and… loved… I couldn’t even handle being away from Fiona for three hours, let alone three days! “Sweetie, it’s okay. You’ll see me soon. My precious, sensitive little girl,” Fiona said softly, stroking my hair, shushing me and trying to calm me down as the two women held me close between them, fussing over me like I was an actual baby who couldn’t stop crying. “I thought she’d be able to handle a few days without one of us,” Avery said, making me feel bad, though I don’t think she intended that, it’s just that I’m already so self conscious about everything I do that I instantly took it as me being the problem. Because it is. If they had a little who wasn’t this much of a mess… they wouldn’t be dealing with this difficult arrangement. “What do we do?” Fiona asked her. Avery thought for a second as she hugged me tightly, before pulling away and letting go. “...Come with us,” she said. “Huh?” Fiona asked, sounding as confused as I was. “Come stay with me for a few days.” “I can’t, I’ve got the shop…” “I live closer to your shop than you do. Stay with me for a few days. You can still go to work, maybe that will help little Lucy calm down and get used to you being away for a bit, whilst still having me around to look after her.” “I… umm… are you sure?” Fiona’s cheeks were turning red for some reason. “I’m sure. You two are more than welcome, and I have plenty of room. Why don’t you pack a weekend bag whilst I get the little one strapped in her seat in the car?” “A ‘weekend bag’? What’s…?” Fiona looked confused again. “Have you never packed a weekend bag? For like… a weekend getaway?” “Umm… no… I don’t really go anywhere. Other than my house and the shop. Sometimes the market.” Again… the differences between my Mummies become very obvious sometimes. Fiona isn’t really one for a ‘getaway’. I’d be surprised if she’s even been on holiday in years. “Right, well pack some clothes, toiletries, basically anything you think you’ll need for a weekend. We’ll be waiting outside for you, okay hun?” “Okay. Sure. Never stayed over at anyone’s house before…” Fiona mumbled to herself as she stood up and walked off in a daze, back into her apartment. “How has that woman never gone anywhere else? Hasn’t she dated?” Avery said, speaking to herself I think, as she buckled me into the back of her sporty little convertible car. By now my tears had subsided, mostly thanks to Fiona no longer going anywhere. Honestly… I still couldn’t believe that Avery had offered that to her. They were both at each other’s throats not that long ago, yelling at each other. Then I got hurt… and apparently whilst I was out they got friendly. Close and friendly enough for one of them to let the other stay over, during their time with me. Like… I thought that when this arrangement was made, it was supposed to be fair for both of them. But technically… Fiona is getting an extra few days with me, even if she’s working during them. She’ll still be there in the morning I guess, and in the evening, so that’s extra time with me that Avery wasn’t getting. ‘Oh… maybe… maybe I could get a special bedtime story from both of them? With both of them tucking me in? That… that would be magical…’ I thought to myself as I noticed Avery smiling. “What… What are you smiling about?” I asked. “Oh there she is! There’s my little girl! Are you feeling okay now baby? Has this solved the issue?” she asked, looking up at me with that smile still plastered on her face. “I… I’m sorry,” I sighed. “For what?” “For being so difficult. For ruining your plans with me. Now I’ve got Mummy involved and I’ve ruined everything.” “Baby… you have not ruined anything. Pinky promise.” “I haven’t?” “No, if anything… you’ve made it better.” “I have? How?” “Just trust me,” Avery’s smile grew when we heard footsteps getting closer to the car, coming from the apartment entrance. “Hey girls. Is the baby all strapped in?” asked Fiona, appearing next to the car. “Yup. And she’s talkative again.” “Oh good. Let me guess… Is she blaming herself for this?” “Yup. Told her it’s not a bother.” “I guessed as much. But are you sure it’s not a bother?” Fiona asked, sounding concerned. “Absolutely,” Avery put her hand on Fiona’s shoulder, and in return Fiona placed her hand on Avery’s. It was so nice to see them so friendly towards each other. And I was so happy I’d get to spend even more time with the two of them together. “Right, let’s get in the car…” Fiona said, seeming flustered, quickly rushing around to the other side of the car and getting in with some haste. And then as Avery turned around, I could see she shared the same red cheeks Mama has. “Welcome to my home!” Avery announced, opening the door to a large, lavish apartment… something much grander than I expected. Like… I was expecting neat and fancy and maybe modern, something very opposite to Fiona’s cosy, messy little apartment, but this… this was enormous! It had an amazing view of the city outside the thick glass windows on the opposite side of the living room, and as I was walking up to the front door, I saw no other doors… which meant no neighbours on this floor. The furniture was modern, and looked new… or at least she must have taken good care of it. And she had gone for something very… basic. It felt a lot less lived-in than Fiona’s place. Not that that is bad… it’s just… it doesn’t feel much like a home, if that makes sense? “I thought you lived in an apartment? This isn’t an apartment… this is huge!” Fiona exclaimed, she was clearly just as shocked as I was. “Technically it is an apartment, but yes, I have the whole top floor to myself. Don’t think I’m secretly well off or anything, this place used to belong to my family. Hence the defences hidden everywhere. So until I tell you where everything is, please do not touch anything. Just place your bags on the sofa, and then I’ll give you the tour,” replied Avery. “So… you have an amazing apartment… but you’re not secretly rich?” Fiona asked her. “Nope, sorry hun. I’m doing okay for myself, but it helps that this place has no rent or mortgage. This was basically my inheritance. No large amounts of money with it, sadly. That… would be when my Grandfather dies. Though after I’ve decided to date the vampire he vehemently despises… I’ve got a feeling I’ll have been written out of the will already, as no doubt my siblings have already informed him.” “I… I’m sorry,” I said, feeling guilty about yet another thing I’ve fucked up. “Shush you! No feeling guilty here, got that? House rule. No feeling guilty about things that aren’t your fault!” Avery raised her eyebrow at me and I knew instantly she meant business. “I don’t care about money. I’m very fortunate that my parents left me this place when they died, but I don’t need lots of money to live a good life. All I need is a boatload of hugs and snuggles and kisses from cute girls.” “That… me?” I said, pointing at my chest. Avery looked to Fiona then me, and smiled. “Yes sweetie. That means you. Now… let me give you the tour, then I think you need a nap.” “Awww no! I wanna stay up with Mama and Mummy!” “You’ve been a cranky little baby all afternoon. No, you’re going to have a nap, then we’re going to have dinner, then we’ll snuggle up on the sofa and watch a movie.” “With… both of you?” “Well obviously! Can’t have Fiona feeling left out.” “I… we don’t have to if it’ll make you uncomfortable…” I said to Fiona, squeezing her hand. “No… I… I’d like that,” Fiona’s face was turning red again, as she smiled at Fiona. “Yay! But no, seriously… Did I die when I got shot?” I asked. “No! Of course not! Why would you even ask that?” Avery asked, sounding somewhat worried by that question. “Because it feels like I’ve died and gone to Heaven. Not that that’s where monstrum go when we die…” “Well that is a discussion we’ll have to have later… as that is something I didn’t know. I swear you and your friends keep surprising me with these things just to torture me. But no, you didn’t die, you little cutie. The universe just owed you a little kindness in return for everything you’ve been through.” “I… I wish. You have no idea…” “I… umm… we do… kinda.” Fiona butted in. “Huh?” “You… talked a lot whilst you were unconscious. We… we didn’t want to mention it but…” “But you said a lot of worrying things, sweetie. Now… it was very incoherent most of the time, and you seemed to jump around a lot in time… but we got the basic gist.” “YOU DID?” I blurted out, feeling like my heart was going to burst out of my chest. “We got a bit about your first ex. The one who turned you. And the second one, who forced you to… you know. And being rejected by your family. And meeting Beth. And… yeah.” “I’M SO SORRY. I’LL JUST LEAVE NOW…” I yelled, not able to maintain the level of my voice, as I hastily rushed back over to my bag on the sofa, intending to pick it up and rush out and back to the Sanctuary where I’ll hide for the next hundred years. “Ah ah ah… and just where do you think you’re going, sweetie?” Avery said, stopping me in my tracks by standing in my way. “I… I didn’t want people to…” “To know what you’ve been through? Sweetie, we’re your girlfriends. And your Mummies. We’re always here for you. And when you’re ready, you can tell us the full story of everything, and we won’t judge,” Fiona said, grabbing my hands and pulling me in close, squeezing them. Avery joined in the hug from behind, sandwiching me between these two beautiful women, and honestly… I’d be okay dying from this. This would be a pretty good way to go. “And there is also a crossbow in that wall section there…” Avery informed us, at the end of the apartment tour. “I swear… hunters are the fucking weirdest…” Fiona sighed, rolling her eyes. “Language… there are babies present…” Avery admonished her, making Fiona blush again. “Ah yes. It’s going to take some getting used to,” Fiona laughed. I just stood there, pouting at the two of them as they gently teased me. The same teasing I’ve literally just put up with during the entire tour. Lots of ‘babies don’t touch this, it’s for grown ups’ whenever she showed a weapon, or trap, or whatever, built into this weird, crazy hunter safehouse. “Seriously though… Why do you have so many traps and weapons?” Fiona asked. “Safety. My parents, and my ancestors, all dealt with attacks on their homes. It’s not new. So we have this place, which was left to my parents to hunt from. But then they turned away from that lifestyle, and promised it to me under the agreement that I’d live in it like a normal home, instead of a safehouse, and eventually raise a family in it. Obviously they didn’t have our… unique arrangement in mind… but I think it technically counts!” Avery replied, before both Mummies started giggling together. “Now that the tour is done, you both can settle in. So let’s get the little one down for a nap, and I’ll start cooking dinner.” “That’s a good idea. She probably needs a change before her nap, she’s probably soaked by now after the car ride over here,” Fiona said, making me blush yet again. “Oooh let me! You’ve had her these past few days, I want to change her this time.” “Go ahead, be my guest. But that means you’re also on the next mushtush changing duty too, so you’ve got that to look forward to!” Fiona grinned. “Oh… so you’ve…” “Taken away all toilet privileges? Yup. She’s our baby, after all.” “I love the way you think,” Avery replied, smiling and staring deeply into Fiona’s eyes. ======================================================= Just a reminder: Subscribers to my Subscribestar now get to put their own NPC into my next story, the fantasy one. Its not a big role, more of a cameo kind of thing, but it should be fun to see where they appear in this (very mean) upcoming story! Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! 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Chapter 31: Mama Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “So… you’re going to your Mama’s today, okay?” Avery said as she held my hands, looking down lovingly and longingly into my eyes. “And then I’ll see you on Wednesday when I come pick you up from Mama’s shop. Understood?” “I… dun want you to go though…” I whined. “I know hun, but you’ve recovered now. We’ve spent a lot of time together these past few days, but Mummy needs to get back to her life so she can rearrange it all for her babygirl!” she smiled down at me. “I… sowwy…” “Shush, I told you, it’s really no hassle for me. Just means I’ll be going to work earlier in the week rather than the latter half. Like I said, I’m more flexible when it comes to time off than your Mama, her shop is important to her.” “I know. I just don’t want you to go…” “It’ll be no time at all before you see me. And I bet you’ll have so much fun with your Mama that by the time you start missing me… it’ll be Wednesday, and I’ll be coming to pick you up!” “I… okay…” “Come on then, my scrumptious little cupcake…” she said, pulling me in close for the biggest hug ever, squeezing the life out of me as I did the same back to her, her heavenly perfume entrancing me yet again. “Are you going to be okay getting home?” Fiona asked Avery. “Yeah. We can’t stay here forever. We can’t let my siblings mess with our lives like that,” my Mummy responded. “And you know what to do if they show up…?” “Yup. Same goes for you two. I know it’s risky, taking Lucy out of the Sanctuary, but I think we’ve made the best decision. As long as she stays with one of us, I think she’ll be safe. Can’t have her going crazy staying in the Sanctuary all the time. We need to return to some sense of normalcy, whatever that is now.” Avery left after a long, tearful goodbye, leaving me and Fiona alone again in our hotel room that Beth had given us. “You miss her already, hey kiddo?” Fiona asked, nudging me gently with her shoulder. “Uh… uh huh…” I said, sighing like a puppy whose owner had left the house. “Me too. But hey, you’ll get to see her soon. It’s already Monday, so you’ve only got a short stay with me.” “So I’m actually staying with you then?” “Yeah, unless you want to come back to the Sanctuary every night? Pretty sure the hunters don’t know where I live. And when you stay with your Mummy… well… she’s a hunter. She’ll have the place booby-trapped to Heaven and back.” “Hehe…” “Are you giggling because I mentioned boobies?” Fiona sighed, brushing her long, messy hair back. “Umm… no?” I lied. “I think someone is telling fibs… maybe someone can’t get them off her mind… maybe someone needs nursing…” Just wondering… for absolutely no reason in particular… Can… Can Vampires be killed by blushing? “Here we go, kiddo. Make yourself at home.” We walked into Fiona’s cosy apartment, after I had packed my bags back at the Sanctuary and given Susie and Beth the biggest hug before leaving, and instantly… The smell hit me. It wasn’t a bad smell, it was just that it was the same smell you’d get when you visit someone who owns a pet. I giggled at the thought of Fiona just being a big puppy, which earned me a suspicious glance back as she shut the front door behind us. “What’s got you giggly again, little one?” she asked. “I… umm… nothing.” “Hmm… well I don’t believe you, but I’ll let it slide for now. Why don’t you drop your stuff off in the bedroom, then you can come snuggle with me on the sofa. It’s getting late, so maybe we’ll order some takeaway from the market, rent a movie, and I curl up with my baby girl on my lap. With her thickly padded of course…” I wiggled in place, holding my bag strap with both hands in front of my chest, wanting so desperately to rush over and kiss her. It still felt like a dream. I was dating this woman. This amazing, gorgeous, feisty woman. But I was also dating the beautiful, refined, loving Avery. Like… I must have died and gone to Heaven. And if I hadn’t been told by Susie and Nia that monstrum don’t go to Heaven or Hell… I would’ve genuinely believed I was dead right now, and I was living in paradise. Unless… do monstrum have their own Heaven and Hell? I pinched myself for what felt like the hundredth time since I woke up the other day, and tried to convince myself that this was real… that… that I deserved this. “Well go on… the longer you take, the less time you’ll have for snuggles…” Fiona said, playfully smacking my padded butt, making me shuffle off in the direction of the room she had pointed at just moments ago. When I reached the door, she shouted back. “OH AND REMEMBER TO BRING ME YOUR RED SLEEPER!” “Yes Mama!” I shouted back, before looking into her bedroom. ‘Wow…’ I thought to myself as I looked at the mess that was her bedroom. “OH AND SORRY FOR THE MESS! I DIDN’T HAVE TIME TO CLEAN UP BEFORE WE CAME HERE!” she shouted again from the living room. Honestly though… it wasn’t that messy. My room was often way messier than this, especially after a long gaming session. This… this was just a messy bed with a bunch of clothes thrown around the place. Which is a lot better than the cans of energy drink and trash that circle my computer before I get a chance to clean it up. As for the room, it wasn’t badly decorated, but it was clear she had never decorated it herself, as the wallpaper looked like it was from a few decades ago, and was tearing at the edges, and the carpet wasn’t dirty… but it was worn down after many years of people walking over it. It was like she had moved in, plonked her stuff down and called it a day, never wanting to redecorate or anything. Which made me wonder what Avery’s bedroom was like. If it’s anything like her personality, and if it clashes with this bedroom the same way their personalities clash… I’m envisioning a large, recently decorated, immaculately clean bedroom, with everything organised and put away neatly. Part of me couldn’t wait to see if they really were different when it came to even silly things like bedrooms, especially as I looked at the messy bedroom that weirdly felt more like home than a fancy, clean bedroom would. Maybe… maybe I’ll clean it up for Fiona… with her permission of course… “What’s up, poppet?” she whispered in my ear, taking me by surprise as I spun around in a panic. “Sorry, you were taking a while and didn’t reply. Oh wow… Yeah, sorry about the mess!” she said, pointing into her bedroom. But like I said… it wasn’t that messy. It made it feel cosy and lived in and very much my kind of mess. “Maybe I’ll get you a cute little maid uniform and get you to clean it all. I bet Avery wouldn’t mind that either…” she grinned at me. “Eeeek!” I squealed, covering my face with my hands. “I… I was gonna offer anyway…” “D’awww! See! This is why it’s going to be so difficult to punish you. Maybe I’ll take you up on that offer. Just because I think it’d be cute… you waddling about in nothing but your nappy… cleaning up… But for now, why don’t we get you changed into your sleeper, then get you snuggled up with me on the sofa whilst I order food. You have good taste too, so I’ll even let you pick out the movie.” We lay there on the sofa, me dressed in my snuggly red footed sleeper, one that hugged every one of my curves… including the thick nappy I had between my legs… and her dressed in her usual jeans and slightly ripped jumper, snuggled up together and watching the ending of the movie after we had stuffed our faces with takeaway she had specially ordered from a monstrum place, meaning that I was not only stuffed… I probably wouldn’t need feeding for days. “Umm… Mama?” I asked, looking up at her, and feeling so… content. I really didn’t want to ruin this moment… but I just had to know… “Yes, Princess?” “You said to drop off my stuff in your bedroom… does that mean there isn’t a guest one…?” “No, it’s a pretty small apartment, cutie. Why? Did you think you were staying in a guest bedroom?” “I… maybe…” “Baby, you’re my girlfriend. And Avery and I talked… we understand that there is going to be some… intimacy between you and the two of us. Remember, we agreed to all this when we signed up to be your Mummies.” “So… I’m sleeping in your bed?” “I need a baby to snuggle. It helps me sleep,” she smiled at me, warmly, as she gently lifted my head up with the arm it was currently laying on… lowering her head… slowly reducing the distance between our lips… until they… until they… And at that moment, it genuinely felt like I had died and gone to Heaven. Okay. I officially love this arrangement. And it has been way too long since I kissed a girl. I missed this. So. First night with Fiona was… wow… The sex was… oh wow… The aftercare… you guessed it… wow… I know it had been a long… loooong time since I had any action, but damn… the stereotype about a werewolf in bed was definitely true. They really are animals in bed. It felt so… primal. Like I was prey, and she was the predator. Which, given the fact that vampires are famously top of the food chain… made it even more special. Morning sex too… wow… And the whole day playing games with Fiona, as I snuggled up with her on the sofa… wow… EVERYTHING WAS WOW, OKAY? I CAN’T EXACTLY DESCRIBE IT USING BEAUTIFUL, ELOQUENT PROSE WHEN SHE’S FUCKED MY BRAINS OUT. I loved spending time with Fiona like this. No fancy dates, no having to go out… this was my jam. This was my speciality. Just a cosy day on the sofa, playing games, snuggling the ever-loving-fuck out of my girlfriend… This is what I’ve been yearning for all these years. And then yes, there was more sex after she cooked us a lovely meal. Aaaaand again the morning after, just an hour before Avery was due to pick me up. But as she was dressing me up to hand me over to Mummy… I felt the sadness I had felt just days ago return, the same sadness I felt when I had to say goodbye to Avery, even if we were only going to part for a few days. I didn’t want to leave Fiona. I love her. I freaking love her. And I really don’t want to go away with Avery… but at the same time, I really want to be with Avery. This… this arrangement was a lot more difficult than I had estimated. I figured it’d just be a few days until I saw the other one, and even during that time, I’d text and even sometimes call the other like I have with Avery these past few days. But now it’s actually come to the moment I have to leave Fiona for a few days… I don’t want to go. Did… Did I make the wrong choice? Wait… no… I didn’t make the choice in the end. These two made it for me. “Earth to Lucy…” Fiona said as she buckled the second strap on my dungarees. “I… sorry… I just… I don’t wanna leave you,” I blurted out. “And I don’t want to leave you either, Princess. But like I said, it’ll be for a few days, then you’ll be back with me. And during that time you get to be with your lovely, beautiful Mummy!” The corner of her mouth raised slightly as she said this. “I know, but I want you too! And I hate being away from both of you now… it’s just…” “Baby, it’s okay. Just be a patient little bean for me, okay? Think you can do that?” “Uh… uh huh…” I replied, sniffling and wiping away the tears. “And don’t forget to give your Mummy an update on your reward chart.” “I won’t!” I replied, knowing full well that because we were using an app that was shared between the three of us, Avery already knew full well how much of a good girl I’ve been for Fiona. Plus the fact I’m pretty sure Fiona was texting Avery most of the weekend… probably telling her all the cute things I did. But apparently… just to make me more blushy than I already am… I was to give her an update too. And yes, it was working. That’s when there was a knock at the door. ======================================================= Just a reminder: Subscribers to my Subscribestar now get to put their own NPC into my next story, the fantasy one. Its not a big role, more of a cameo kind of thing, but it should be fun to see where they appear in this (very mean) upcoming story! Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== 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 (or even have a chance at commissioning one when I add the tier for them!), why don't you check out my SubscribeStar! The basic tier gets early access and exclusive access to short stories (when they're written), higher tiers will be limited but get a short story each month (1-2 per month in total, also not yet running this tier yet, will announce when I'm starting!). 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! Thanks! Thank you! And yeah, one Mummy making you blush is one thing... but having two? Anyone would be a blushy little puddle with two teasing you. Eeeee! yay! Yeah, she's a lucky little vampling! As for book four... I've got a certain someone (or someones) in mind as the focus for it. That's all I'll say, not even going to say if we know them or not from previous stories. Lucy really is adorable. I put a lot of my little side into her, and a lot of myself. So she means a lot to me. But... does that mean she's off the hook from the siblings? So am I! 🤭

Chapter 30: Playroom Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess As I was wheeled into the Sanctuary’s playroom, wearing the thick nappy my Mummies had just changed me into, as well as a cute pink onesie they both decided on… I couldn’t help but feel as if all eyes were on me. And sure, after Fiona coughed a bit, attracting everyone’s attention, they were. But even before that… even as I watched my friends playing in the ball pit… it felt like I was in the spotlight, something I’m just not used to, being the shy, anxious little baby that I am. “D’awwww! YOU THREE ARE SO CUTE TOGETHER!” Nia squealed in delight, before throwing a ball at Grim’s face with so much force that it caused his cheek to ripple and for him to fall back, sinking into the ocean of multicoloured plastic balls. “I… fanks…” I replied, blushing and avoiding eye contact. “Oh look who it is…” Beth commented from the side of the room. “I’m glad you could join us. And you’re looking much better, Lucy,” she said, smiling at me warmly. “I thought this room was mostly only used for events and stuff…?” Fiona asked her, as she wheeled me over to where the ‘grown ups’ were sitting, sipping coffee. Victoria, Beth and Beatrice all looked at me with that face people pull when they see something adorable, as if I was an actual baby. “You do look cute together, the three of you,” Vic commented, sipping her tea. I blushed at this comment, but apparently I wasn’t the only one. “You don’t need to be embarrassed. You make a cute little family!” she continued. “I… we’re not…” Fiona mumbled, “...together. Just… we share Lucy. That’s all.” “Uh huh…” Victoria replied, sounding like she didn’t believe the reply. “Well anyway, why don’t the three of you join us? You can park Lucy up between the two of you.” “WHY CAN’T SHE PLAY WITH US?” Nia cried out across the playroom. “Because sweetie… She's still healing. You can hang out with her later, just let her recover a bit. You know it won’t take much longer, vampires heal quickly when they’ve fed,” Beatrice explained, rolling her eyes at the brat. The brat who was aiming a plastic ball in our direction, but after that look from Bea… she quickly (and very sensibly) lowered her arm, dropping the ball back into the pit. “How are you feeling now, sweetie?” Vic asked me as I sat in the wheelchair, twiddling my thumbs, whilst my Mummies sat either side of me. “I… I’m okay. Fank you,” I replied, blushing. “I can’t get over how shy and adorable and well-mannered this little girl is. So much different from my Nia!” “I still can’t get over how you tame such a brat…” Fiona replied as she sat down in the chair next to where she had parked me, with Avery sitting on the other side of me. “She’s like any brat, she gives in with only a slight push. Plus I think she caves easily when she’s around people she has feelings for,” Vic explained. I agree with that explanation. Nia is only good around two people: Victoria… and Beatrice. Her Mummy and her ex-Nanny. Now… Beatrice is understandable. Even Nia’s sister is scared of Beatrice, and she’s the Queen of Hell! But Vic… Nia must really love Vic for her to let her guard down and suppress the brat for her. But that was obvious in the way she looks at her girlfriend. Pure adoration and love. That… that’s what I’m hoping the three of us give off in terms of vibes… but I can’t tell. Probably because I’ve spent so much time trying to decide between the two, not letting myself get too attached to either just in case they had to be the one I turned down. But hey… now that I’m somehow dating both of these amazing women… maybe I can be a bit more… I dunno… romantic? Flirty? I’m a ball of anxiety so it won’t be anything as flirty as the grown ups manage… or Nia… but maybe I could show my adoration for these two women just a bit more now… maybe? “My Susie is… a mixed bag,” Beth began. “She’s a good girl most of the time, but occasionally… and usually after she’s been hanging out with Nia… she can be a little bratty…” “Are you saying my little girl is a bad influence?” Vic looked at Beth, raising her eyebrow like a concerned mother. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.” There was an awkward pause before both women started laughing out loud together. “Yeah… you’re right. She’s a terrible influence,” Vic replied, wiping a tear from her eye. “But she doesn’t seem to influence little Lucy here…” “Who is as good as gold…” Beth added. “You’re not wrong. She’s sometimes a little too well behaved. I think we need to either set stricter rules… or give her maintenance spankings,” Avery said, grinning at me. “Wait… what?” I cried out, realising I was a little loud, before withdrawing, trying to hide further back on the wheelchair. “How else are we to practice?” Fiona followed up. “If we don’t spank you… our spanking hands will get weak! And you don’t want us weak, do you, Princess?” “I… uh…” “And if we don’t keep you in line… then Nia may start influencing you… and you wouldn’t want to be a naughty baby for us… would you, Princess?” Avery asked. Okay… this isn’t fair! They’re not allowed to double team me! When they said they’d be my caregivers, I thought they’d take turns… not double team me into blushy submission! “Poor girl. Look how red her face has gone. Which is surprising, considering her heart doesn’t really beat much…” Beatrice added in, joining in the teasing. There was no escaping this, as I didn’t have the strength to walk properly right now, let alone run. Not that I’d want to run… I… maybe not-so-secretly… loved this. But I think everyone already knew that as they continued teasing me. Fiona took one of my hands in hers, and interlocked our fingers, squeezing mine as she settled them down on the armrest of the chair. Avery saw this and did the same. “Seriously though, you three are adorable. Like a little family,” Beatrice commented. “Yeah, don’t tell Abby… but you may even be cuter than her little ‘family’. Not that they talk to us much,” Beth replied. “I was speaking to her about her relationship with them… I thought they were good?” asked Fiona. “Oh they are, don’t get me wrong, but they aren’t very social with anyone but Abby. Hence why you’ll rarely see them, let alone speak to them. I could probably count on one hand the number of times I’ve spoken to her Mummy and Daddy over the decades I’ve known that girl,” Beth shrugged. “Yeah, they keep to themselves at events. They clearly only attend to make Abby happy,” Bea added. I… I didn’t know this. But thinking back… yeah… I don’t think I’ve ever actually had a conversation with her Mummy and Daddy. They come and drop her off, pick her up, and hang out talking to each other, away from everyone else, at events. But they seem to make Abby really happy, so they can’t be bad, they’re probably just… not good at socialising? They’re friendly enough when I do see them, so maybe Abby is okay after all. It was weird being on this end of the conversation, I’m usually with the other littles whilst the grown ups talk. Getting to hear them talk to each other like this was weird… it felt like I was some sort of spy or something! “Lucy…” Beatrice looked down at me and raised her eyebrow. “Don’t tell Abby anything we’ve said, okay? I don’t want the poor girl getting anxious just because her Mummy and Daddy are a little anti-social.” “I won’t,” I replied, smiling up at her, causing her to smile back at me. “They’re perfectly lovely caregivers for her, they just don’t like to socialise with us, that’s all. And the most important thing is… Abby is the happiest I’ve seen her be with them looking after her. It seems like the perfect arrangement for someone like her.” “Yeah, good on them and all that, but I prefer socialising with other caregivers. Getting to arrange playdates and chatting about cute things our littles have done… it’s just priceless. And gives us something to do whilst the little ones are playing,” Beth said, staring lovingly in the distance, towards Susie. “And now you two can do the same with us, if you want to, that is,” Vic added, looking at my Mummies. “That sounds… lovely, actually,” Fiona said, sounding awkward. “I’ve never actually interacted with caregivers before meeting you lot. I’ve only ever had one little, but she… let’s just say that didn’t work out. And we kept to ourselves during that. I had heard of the events here, and always wanted to attend, but felt it would be weird… ya know… attending as a caregiver without a little.” “It happens sometimes. As long as they don’t attend assuming they’ll find a little to adopt. Usually it’s just some helpful bigs who want to help run the event. If I sense they’re intending to use the event as a dating service… they promptly get escorted out the front door,” Beth grinned. “Yeah, I’d love to get to know you all. And find out more about the monstrum community as a whole. Because I thought I knew a lot just because I knew a few different kinds of you lot… but then I saw Nia…” Avery said, still sounding like she was in shock from seeing a demon. “Oh hun, you have no idea,” Vic replied, laughing. “As a fellow human… I know how it is to have your eyes opened to a hidden world you never knew about.” “Wait… you’re human? I’m not the only one?” “Oh Avery… of course not! Though I’m not naturally this young, so I’m human… with some magical benefits.” “So you’re a Witch?” “Oh no… just an amulet I had made for me. Grants me protection, which includes a longer lifespan.” “How can I get one of those?” Avery said, laughing. You could tell she was only half-joking though, because why wouldn’t she want one? “That’s talk for another time. But yes, I’m human, and I only knew of magic before I got introduced into the world of demons and vampires and… littles. Speaking of which… How did you get introduced into it? I know Fiona has mentioned she had a little before… but it’s my understanding that when you met Lucy you were trying to find a little, so you must have known about this community at least?” “I knew there was a little monstrum community, yes. But being a human… I figured I wasn’t welcome. So I tried dating humans for a while, but I felt awkward keeping half of my life hidden from them.” ‘She… she’s like me then!’ I thought to myself. “So I put myself out more onto monstrum dating sites. I was advised that there was a kinky monstrum dating site, so I put myself out there. After a while… I had no luck and I had pretty much given up on trying to find a little. That’s when I saw Lucy’s post on both the human and the monstrum kink sites…” “Yes yes, but how did you even get into the little stuff? Because I kinda got thrust into it when we found out how Nia could feed, and her childish instincts. Then it was Beatrice who introduced me to this community…” “Oh yes, sorry… I don’t know… I was always maternal, even looking after my siblings after my parents died. Sure, my grandfather was technically their parental guardian at the time, but I was the one who raised them. But when I turned eighteen… I felt like I was no longer welcome there, and had to leave a few years later, leaving my siblings under the care of my grandfather… who twisted their minds and made them hate anything supernatural.” “Oh that sounds horrible, I’m so sorry,” Vic replied, sounding genuinely upset for my Mummy. “It’s okay. I moved on and followed my parents’ teachings. That it was better to live with monstrum than against them. And after a few years of crashing on couches, dating lots of women, and men, I couldn’t find happiness. And it frustrated me that I couldn’t understand why. Then I met a guy who introduced me to this stuff, and I tried to be his little for a time… but that didn’t work out. It wasn’t who I was. But it did leave me with a desire to continue with this kink and explore it more, though I quickly found out I preferred the caregiver role over the submissive role, and began searching for a little of my own.” “Did you find any?” Vic asked. “I did. But they didn’t work out. I even tried some poly things in the past, but they didn’t work out. I also tried being a switch at first… but that wasn’t a thing for me.” “We don’t get many switches here,” Beth said, shrugging. “Really?” Avery asked. “Nope, often they’re just littles who pretend to be big, but crumble under even the slightest hint of dominance. Never had any actual switches. None that truly desired both roles.” “What do you mean ‘actual’ switches?” Beatrice looked at her sister, confused and looking slightly offended. “Sorry, I don’t mean to say they weren’t actual switches. I don’t want to belittle or deny their identity… but most often they say they’re a switch, but then have absolutely no desire to actually switch.” “Ah yes, I’ve experienced that.” “I could be a switch!” I chirped up. Everyone laughed and looked at me, like I really was just some silly toddler who said something I didn’t understand. And yeah… they were right to. There isn’t a shred of dominance inside me. ======================================================= Just a reminder: Subscribers to my Subscribestar now get to put their own NPC into my next story, the fantasy one. Its not a big role, more of a cameo kind of thing, but it should be fun to see where they appear in this (very mean) upcoming story! Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! 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Yeah... there's a reason I wrote them like this. My autism loves it too. Just a minute. Or two. Or five. Or a week.... XD Things... going awry... in one of my stories? Nawwww... no way! And yeah, my ambiamorous-autistic-writer-brain is very similar and that's why I had to do it. I had to have it poly and organised. Had to be both.

Chapter 29: Rules Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “Sorry kiddos, Avery and I need our little girl for a bit…” Fiona said, as she interrupted our conversation. Nia was getting increasingly more lewd regarding her questions, so I was very thankful for this interruption. Nia however… seemed annoyed, and I assume I’ll have a lot more lewd questions to answer later on. “Fine. But you have to tell me everything!” Nia replied, rolling her eyes before turning them back to me and grinning. “I… is that a demon?” Avery just stood there, in shock, staring at my Hellish friend. “Oh hey, humie!” Nia innocently waved at Avery. “I… wait… does that mean…” “Hell exists, as does Heaven. As do a bunch of other afterlives, so don’t worry about it,” Nia said, without even slowing her stride as she just casually walked past my Mummy, dropping that bombshell on her and leaving. Susie followed her, giggling, whilst Abby nodded awkwardly as she walked past. Grim didn’t realise until everyone had left that my caregivers were here, and he quickly excused himself, his cheeks bright red as he rushed out of the room, closing the door behind him. Wow… that was weird to think… …’My’ caregivers… “You certainly have interesting friends…” Avery said, still reeling from the shock of learning there is an afterlife, as the two of them sat in the chairs on either side of me. “That Nia is such a brat… how her Mummy keeps her in check, I’ll never know,” Fiona followed on, rolling her eyes. “Nia plays the brat, but she’s a subby little baby underneath that facade,” I explained, smiling up at the two beautiful women settling into their seats, crossing their legs and looking serious all of a sudden. “I bet. Now, I think we need to discuss this arrangement, don’t you think?” “Agreed,” Avery and I both said in unison. “So… obviously we need a set of rules that Lucy has to follow with both of us. We can’t have one Mummy be the ‘good’ Mummy and the other be the ‘bad’ with different rules. And we can’t overrule the other’s decisions unless it’s really needed. We also have to make sure she is treated the same by the both of us, so no spoiling her rotten to win her over. This isn’t a competition, it’s an agreement that is in everyone's best interest.” “Agreed,” Avery replied, nodding to Fiona. “So why don’t we have some basic rules, then we can discuss timetables? Now, you told me you have a shop?” “I do. A little flower shop in the city centre. Across from Ronnie’s, if you’ve heard of that?” “Oh yes, that flower shop! That’s yours? It always looked so cute and colourful from the outside!” “Thank you!” smiled Fiona. It was so nice hearing these two get on so well. I was so worried they’d be at each other’s throats before they met… and I guess the first time they did. But apparently during my absence into long-buried memories, these two have been talking… a lot… and I wondered just how much and what exactly they’ve been talking about. “So we’re both working. We’ll have to figure out timetables of when it is best to have Lucy, as I know she doesn’t have a typical 9-5 job, she just writes when she wants to. So it’ll be our timetables we have to work around.” It’s true. I haven’t written anything in a while, it’s been hard to find the inspiration and motivation to write. Thankfully my royalties from past books give me enough to pay the bills. So I have a lot of free time on my hands. It’s how I got so good at games. “Do you actually work in admin then?” I asked Avery. “I didn’t know if that was a front for being some super secret hunter or spy or something.” “Kinda. I’m actually an accountant. I know… yawn. Though at least I don’t have to be in every day of the week, I have employees to run the day-to-day stuff the other half of the week,” Avery replied. “Well I’m open Wednesday to Saturday.” Fiona said. “And you?” “I’m in Wednesday to Friday, but I could move things around to have the other half of the week free? And then to make it fair, Lucy gets a day to herself or something?” “I… so wait… so I’ll be living with…?” I said, confused. “Oh sweetie, no! Sorry, I don’t mean that you’ll be with us the whole time. I’m just saying that during those three days you’re mine, I’ll have priority for dates and coming to visit you, or you coming over to mine or even staying over at my place. Obviously Fiona could schedule something during those days if there’s an event or there’s some reason she wants you over, as we want this to be as flexible as possible, but I will have priority. Then the other three days she’ll have priority. And the seventh day… you can do what you like. First come first serve I guess? I don’t know, I’ve never been in an arrangement like this and I’m basically just winging it right now,” Avery explained. “Me too. But I think this is a good idea. I’m okay with it if Lucy is,” Fiona said, smiling over at me. “Uh huh!” I replied, nodding and smiling back at my Mummies. “Glad that’s agreed then.” “I… umm…” I hesitated, not knowing if this was going to cause a rift already or not. “What’s up, angel?” Avery asked. “I… so… umm… there are… umm… munches… and umm… playdates… and most importantly… umm……. umm…. Events.” “What about them, poppet?” Fiona asked, holding my hand and rubbing the back of it. “Who… who will I go with…?” “Both of us, obviously,” replied Avery. “Both? But won’t that…?” “Look, I know we didn’t start off in a friendly place, but now that I know her and how far both of us are willing to go to keep you safe…” Avery said, trailing off a bit. “Plus from what I’ve found out over the past few days, Fiona seems lovely. And I think to make you happy for an afternoon every few months or whenever these events are, we can both be your Mummies at them. Think of it like when kids go to events with separated parents.” “This is sounding more and more like divorce arrangements…” I giggled. “I know. But it’s a lot nicer. And there is a lot less trauma…” Avery giggled along with me. “So yes, we’ll both take you to the events, don’t worry,” Fiona added. “Hell, I bet we’ll even make your little friends jealous with how blushy and little we’ll make you feel…” I could already feel my cheeks start to burn with embarrassment, so I looked away and tried to think about anything but these two amazing women teasing me in front of my friends. …But it wasn’t working. After a long discussion… “So… we’ve worked out the timetable and the reward system. She gets ‘good girl points’ for following rules or doing exceptionally good things, and ‘Naughty Baby points’ for being bratty or naughty. Good girl points she can spend on rewards, and Naughty Baby point milestones will earn her punishments. Though she’s too good of a little girl… I can’t see her getting many Naughty Baby points…” Avery said, going through the notes she made. God… she’s so organised. Which is kinda hot. That doesn't make her a better Mummy than Fiona, who was currently noteless on the page she was given by Avery, it just highlights the differences in parenting styles between my girlfriends. My… ‘girlfriends’… “Wait… umm… I have a question…” I asked, as I was just thinking about it. “Yes sweetie?” Fiona asked. “What’s up? “This… this isn’t just… little stuff… right? Am I… umm…?” “Are you what?” “D… dating… both of you…” “Of course! I think we’d both like to go on dates with our girlfriend, as well as spending time with our baby. Don’t worry, cupcake, we’re officially dating now, okay?” Avery clarified. “I… fank you…” I replied, breathing a sigh of relief. “See… she’s going to be so difficult to punish. She’s sickeningly sweet… and SO well behaved…” Fiona joked, pointing at me. I wiggled in my bed, only feeling a slight discomfort where my wound was, but not caring because right now I was in Heaven. Oh no… did I die? Is this actually Heaven? I subtly pinched my skin, and it felt real enough, but then would I feel it in Heaven? Nah, this must be real. Nia wouldn’t have popped up… surely? I mean she’s not exactly the most welcome in Heaven, despite what a few of her siblings said. At least that’s what I’d figured anyway. Feeling sure that I wasn’t dreaming or in Heaven, I focused my attention back on my Mummies again, just as they started listing off the rules. “So no swearing, no adult drinks without supervision, no using the potty unless given permission by either of us… or a designated adult of our choosing. No putting herself down, no being bratty or naughty. She has to listen to us and do as we say…” Avery looked down the list of rules we had come up with, reading them off, but not looking impressed. “These are all just general rules that littles get. Is there anything that we have to put in for Lucy specifically?” “How about something about her having to eat? We can’t have her making the same mistake again. She doesn’t seem very good at keeping on top of meals,” Fiona suggested. She… was right. I’m not very good at that. I have a habit of skipping meals anyway, especially if I’m having a long gaming session… or if my mental health has plummeted. And it’s not like I can just source easy snacks or whatever, being a vampire means I have a very specific diet… I can fill my belly with as many yummy snacks as I want (and often do!), but they won’t satisfy my hunger. “That’s a good idea. We’ll have to come up with a strict diet for her that she has to stick to.” Avery said, making a note of it on her paper. “What… about my energy drinks… and snacks?” I asked. “I think we should limit…” “Avery…” Fiona cut her off. “They won’t affect her weight. And due to her being a vampire, it provides no nutritional value, but also won’t adversely affect her. If she was human, I’d agree with you. But the snacks are basically just tasty little treats for her, and won’t cause her any ill health.” “I do get a bit more energy from energy drinks, though they don’t work on me the same way they work on humans,” I commented. It was true, I wasn’t lying. I only drink them because they’re super yummy. “Okay then. Thanks for letting me know. Turns out vampire hunters don’t know everything about vampires yet…” Avery laughed. “Fine, she can snack whenever she wants, provided she sticks to her meals. Is that fair?” “I think that’s a good compromise,” Fiona replied, nodding and smiling at me, making sure that I was okay with it. “I… okay,” I added, blushing and looking down, twiddling my thumbs. “Right, I think that’s enough rules and stuff for now. I’m sure if we think of anything later, we can discuss it and make a note of it. And we’ve got a rough idea of sharing time with our baby girl, so I’ll have her Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. If you can move your work around, you can have her either Wednesday, Thursday and Friday… with Lucy getting Saturday free, or she can have the Wednesday free and you get her the following three days. It’s up to you really.” Fiona said, shrugging. “I think she should have Saturday free. That way she can spend it with her friends and she isn’t tied to either of us. And if she decides to spend an extra day with me, or an extra day with you, then that works too,” Avery replied. “Right, that’s settled. I… umm…” “Umm…” Fiona said, twiddling her thumbs. “What now?” I asked, asking the obvious question we were all thinking. “How about we check her nappy, which will probably need a change now, and then we ask Beth for a wheelchair or something so Lucy can get out of this room for a bit?” Fiona suggested. “I’ll grab the wipes, you grab the nappy.” “You two… are so organised…” I commented as they both stood up and began walking around the room, grabbing everything needed for a nappy change. “You think this is our first nappy we’ve changed together? Sweetie, you’ve been out of it for days now… who do you think changed your nappies whilst you were asleep?” My normally-pale skin must have been as red as Nia’s natural colour as I quickly hid my face in my duvet. ======================================================= Just thought I'd let you all know: Subscribers to my Subscribestar now get to put their own NPC into my next story, the fantasy one. Its not a big role, more of a cameo kind of thing, but it should be fun to see where they appear in this (very mean) upcoming story! Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== 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 (or even have a chance at commissioning one when I add the tier for them!), why don't you check out my SubscribeStar! The basic tier gets early access and exclusive access to short stories (when they're written), higher tiers will be limited but get a short story each month (1-2 per month in total, also not yet running this tier yet, will announce when I'm starting!). 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! Thanks!

Chaos? In my perfectly peaceful stories that have no mean cliffhangers or nasty things happening to my characters? Pffff! 😈 Nope. Nothing. Nothing at all. Totally don't still have two hunters out there. Nope. Just a happy bunch of chapters with nothing happening at all... 😈

Chapter 28: Arrangement Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “I… umm… sorry… what?” I asked, my mouth agape. “D’aww, I think we broke her brain,” Fiona giggled. “Not like she needs it anyway, silly little one,” Avery replied, joining in the laughter. This laughing wasn’t helping. I was so confused right now. I was already torn between having to decide between these two women, and for someone as indecisive and anxious as me, this was a monumental decision that was causing me great amounts of pain. But now they’re teasing me… after telling me that they’ll… both… be my caregivers? Like… WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION????? “Sweetie? Are you okay?” Avery asked softly, quickly changing her tone after all the teasing. “I…” “Oh hun, please don’t panic or overthink this… we just thought that…” Fiona began. “With you struggling so much…” Avery continued Fiona’s sentence, before it returned back to Fiona again. “And because you’re such a wonderful little girl…” “And neither of us could imagine losing you…” “We figured we’d decide for you…” “I… I’m so confused…” I said, clutching my head, my anxiety in overload. “Like we said… we’d both like to be your caregivers,” Avery rubbed my arm gently. “At the same time.” Fiona added. “At… the same time?” I asked, still confused. “Kinda like a… joint custody thing?” she added. “I… but…” “If you’re okay with that, of course. Ultimately we can’t make this decision for you. It’s you and your heart that are the only ones who can decide this. But we both have such strong feelings for you. And after the fight with the hunters, and after nearly losing you… we both realised we’d rather share you than either one of us lose you.” “So… how would this work?” I asked. “Well, again, this is just one option that we’re offering you. You don’t have to take it. We just… we really like you, Lucy. And we both really want to be your Mummy. You’re a special little girl and you bring a warmth to both our lives that was missing. So I guess we’d split our time up, trying to be as equal as possible so that both of us get a good amount of time with you? Obviously we can come up with specifics and timetables and whatever another time, but for now, we just thought we’d offer you the option.” I mean… this was it. This was more than I could have ever dreamt of. Two caregivers? I… I never saw myself as poly or anything, never even considered it. Mostly because I worried that it’d be impossible to find just one person to love me, let alone two who are both okay with me dating the other. Yes, I have self-image issues. I still don’t see myself worthy of either of these amazing women, but I’m slowly getting better at it. Do I take this opportunity? I know Abby says her relationship with her two caregivers is easy, but that’s because her Mummy and Daddy are a married couple, whereas Fiona and Avery aren’t. They aren’t dating each other, they’d only be dating me… I think. Abby has told me that it can be hard being polyamorous, as it’s a lot of balancing time and energy to make sure you spend enough time with partners so that they don’t feel left out or whatever. Again, I’m not sure, I don’t really peek too much into Abby’s relationship, unlike Nia, and I’m still unsure as to how this would work. But then again… they are the caregivers. I guess, like Fiona said, it would be just like a custody arrangement, they would decide when I’d be with each caregiver, arranging for special times to be with one of them, that kind of thing. I’d just… I’d just be the little baby they shared. Which sounded… perfect. The thought of them both teasing me… handing me off to the other for the week, catching up on how well I’ve been eating or how my drawings have improved or whatever, just like actual parents… all that flooded my mind and I swear it felt like I was balancing a tightrope. The tightrope being my adult headspace, the net below… littlespace, and the rope was being shaken violently as I tried my best to keep my balance and composure. Any further and I would end up so little I’d end up going non-verbal… something I rarely do. Because whilst I can feel little and babyish around my friends… no one has ever made me feel so little that I’ve lost the ability to speak. I know I’ve got it in me to go that small… but I’ve never managed it. “Sweetie?” Fiona said, shaking me gently. “Are you okay?” “I… umm… so you…” I said, nervously, coming out of my own thoughts finally, “You both wouldn’t mind me dating the other…?” “I’ve been in a poly thing before. Was a bit messy, but that happens sometimes,” Avery said, shrugging as if it was just normal for her. “I’ve always been open to polygamous relationships,” Fiona said. “But I’m also happy being monogamous. For you… I’d be willing to share. Provided we create rules and boundaries. And that Avery and I can continue seeing eye to eye.” “Agreed. All parties need to be happy, otherwise there will be issues. So are you okay with it, Lucy? Is that something you’d want?” Avery asked me. “I… I think so… I… I really can’t decide between either of you, I really like both of you so much and I’ve been struggling so much trying to decide.” “Then that’s it then. Congratulations, little Lucy… you’ve got two Mummies!” Avery said as both of them smiled down at me, both of them instinctively brushing the hair in my face down behind my ears, each one taking a side. “Mummy and…” “Mama,” Fiona replied, smiling down at me. “It’ll be less confusing. And I think Mama suits me, doesn’t it?” I nodded up at her, smiling more than I had ever smiled in my whole life. Even more so than when Beth made me the elixir to make me into the woman I am today. I had finally found love. From two people it turns out. Yes, it’ll be a challenge, but for the first time since I started talking to them both… I actually… Well, I don’t feel anxious! I feel happier than I’ve ever felt, and like a huge weight has been lifted off my chest. Fiona and Avery mumbled something to each other, something I couldn’t hear, then shouted towards the door for the others to come in. So a few seconds later, Susie came running in, crinkling the whole way, quickly followed by Grim and Abby, who sauntered in at their own pace. Fiona and Avery told me they needed to have a ‘talk’ elsewhere, something that made me a bit nervous, but honestly… I didn’t have the same dread that has been building up in my chest anymore, so it was easily brushed off. So once they left, they allowed my friends to come spend some time with me whilst I recovered in bed. “LUCY! HOW’D IT GO?” Susie asked, excitedly, as she jumped onto my bed, hugging me then sitting beside me as she tried to calm down. “I…” was all I could get out before I was interrupted by a very excited undead girl. “AH I KNOW ALREADY! YOU SAID YES, RIGHT?” “I… did… how did you…?” “I mean Fiona has been asking Abby a bunch of questions about her situation with her Mummy and Daddy, and she even asked Beatrice for advice. Then I saw Fiona and Avery discussing something together the day before you woke up. It seemed friendly, and they seemed really… happy?” “Happy? They seemed happy?” my heart felt… thumpy again. In a good way. “Yeah! So I assume they asked you if they could both be your Mummy? Please tell me you said yes!” “I… I did.” “OH MY GOD, LUCY! I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!” Blushing, I tried to hide my face, but there was no escaping a Susie-hug. Grabbing me and squeezing me tightly, she bounced up and down on the bed in excitement, squealing and doing little dances. “It’s been so overdue…” Abby commented as she sat in the chair beside my bed. “I’m glad you found your own arrangement. I gotta say… I didn’t think those two would be willing to share you, but you’re pretty special, Luce. I know you’ll make it work.” Grim didn’t care about my relationship drama really, he was just tagging along, making sure I was alright. “Good on ya, kiddo,” he said as he leant on the frame at the foot of the bed. “So who is who?” Susie asked me. “Who is…? OH! Well umm… Avery is going to be Mummy…” as I said this, Susie squealed again. “And Fiona is Mama…” “She’s such a ‘Mama’,” Abby commented. “Isn’t she just? It’s like having a Mummy and a Daddy but it’s super queer and gay and sapphic and EEEEEE!” Susie squealed. “Susie… calm down…” Abby knew this was futile, but tried anyway. “Not a chance! My bestie is GONNA BE THE MOST PAMPERED PRINCESS EVER!” Blushing, I grabbed the covers and brought them up, covering my increasingly reddening face, and tried to hide from my overexcited best friend. My friends were so excited for my new relationship dynamic. Honestly… There were moments I thought maybe Susie was more excited than I was! But it was nice to finally not feel like a fifth wheel. Susie had Beth, Abby had her Mummy and Daddy, Grim had his Daddy, and Nia… Oh god… Nia… I needed to get in contact with her and tell her what happened, otherwise she’d rip me a new one if she found out later on from someone else. ESPECIALLY the fact that I’ve got two Mummies now… Uh oh… I’m dreading to see much teasing I’m going to receive from that demon… “I… umm… has anyone seen my stuff?” I asked, looking around the hotel room. “Are you looking for your phone?” Susie asked as she took a bite of the food laying on the table next to my bed. I assume someone left it for everyone to snack on whilst I was out of it, and Susie was shoving cocktail sausage after cocktail sausage into her mouth, barely taking time to breath in between bites. “Uh huh. I need to tell…” “Nia? Already called her,” she said, nodding. “When?” “Whilst you were having your conversation with your new Mummies,” she grinned. That… isn’t too bad. She found out roughly the same time everyone else did. If she had been told later on… that would have been an issue. But even if she didn’t hear it from me, she was at least kept in the loop at the same time as everyone else. “I should still tell her about Fiona and Avery…” “Already done.” “Suze!” I whined. “What? I’ve literally been texting her as we’ve been talking.” “HOW? You’ve been shoving sausages into your…” I looked down to see her right hand with her phone in it, typing away frantically. “HOW DO YOU DO THAT?” I yelled, before pouting at her as she shrugged, giggled, took the last cocktail sausage and climbed off the bed. “I’m just gifted. Look, you and Nia have video games. Grim has his whole ‘himbo’ thing going on…” It was at this moment that Grim finally looked up, looking confused and bewildered, causing us all to laugh out loud at him. “What?” he whined. “I wasn’t listening. There was a funny video about a dog playing the piano on my phone…” “See… and yes, Abby has her whole ‘I’m better than you peasants’ thing going on.” “I do not!” Abby replied, putting her hand on her hip and posing, making all of us, Grim included, laugh out loud at her. “And I… have mysterious gifts that can not be explained,” Susie said, waving her hands in front of her face, trying to act ‘mysterious’. “You’re a dork who is good at multitasking…” I replied. “Hey! I resent that! I’m… ‘adorably nerdy’… not a dork!” Then another voice from the doorway replied, “Totally a dork…” “Yeah, total dork,” said another familiar voice. We all looked over to see Beatrice standing in the doorway, with a certain little red-skinned brat hiding under her arm. “Look who I found downstairs. Vic is meeting Lucy’s new Mummies, now that they’re in the Sanctuary Caregiver Club. Figured I’d show Hell’s biggest brat up to your room…” Beatrice explained, rolling her eyes away from Nia. “There’s a Caregiver Club?” Grim asked. “How did you get here so fast?” Susie asked Nia, changing the subject. “Vic is wealthy, remember? She has the mansion and everything,” Nia explained as she waltzed over, her forked tail swishing about as her hips swayed. “She paid for a portal here.” “I swear we’re going to have to start billing that woman more… this is becoming a habit…” Beatrice sighed, before waving goodbye and walking out of the room again. “Nia!” I cried out, excitedly. “Sorry I didn’t…” “Tell me you were unconscious, unable to even speak… let alone type a message to me? How dare you…” She said, mockingly. “So selfish… next time you can’t wake up, at least have the common courtesy to send me a message through the dreamscape…” Nia laughed out loud, before hopping up on the bed next to Susie. “So… tell me, little Lucy… have you had a threesome with them yet?” ======================================================= D'awww, its adorable how much everyone wanted Lucy to have two Mummies. And the reaction after all this... priceless. Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! 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Chapter 27: Catching Up Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess Not going to lie… revisiting old memories was not fun. And if I had known I would have been shown them as I’m dying… I would have avoided dying a hell of a lot more. It was not nice replaying the rejection… the loneliness… the betrayals… I buried those memories deep for a reason. At least as time went on… my life improved, so the last few memories were much better. I could have skipped having to replay Susie’s death again, but hey… it didn’t last long and she wasn’t dead for very long either. Plus she’s still in my life. It was… nice… to think about Sally, though it wasn’t nice to remember how we just stopped talking. But it’s a funny old world for me to end up with her daughters as two of my closest friends. Though I doubt I’ll ever tell either of them that I knew her, that would just be weird. My whole life… I’ve just wanted a family. A family who loves me. That slowly evolved into wanting a partner, someone who accepts me as who I am, and loves me without any conditions or contracts or anything. I think that’s part of the reason why I have my little side, I’m still looking for motherly acceptance and love… but also that of a partner who doesn’t treat me as badly as I view myself. And then I found both of these women, Avery and Fiona… and I have the worst choice to make, something I don’t think I’ll ever be able to do. Maybe… maybe I don’t deserve them. Maybe I don’t deserve anyone. Maybe they’d be better off without me. Maybe I’m just… a burden. “Lucy…” a hand waved by my face. “You were a bit out of it again, are you okay?” I came back to the moment and looked up at Fiona, who was sitting on the other side of the bed from Beth, waving her hand in front of me. “I… sorry… I’m here,” I said, shaking my head and wiping my mouth clean. “I… wait… so I died?” “Nearly,” Beth answered. “But Fiona and Avery fought off the hunters and brought you back here.” “Why… why do I… wait… so I was feeding?” “Sorry, sweetie. But you needed to heal. They must have coated the tips of their arrows with some kind of poison, something that works on vampires. If we hadn’t got you feeding from someone… you would have died, as you wouldn’t have healed due to the poison.” “Who…?” “Avery,” Fiona answered. “She volunteered in a heartbeat.” “AVERY? IS SHE OKAY?” I cried out, sitting up quickly, pain spreading through my shoulder and arm. “She’s fine, sweetie, she’s just having some food and a little nap. You very nearly drained her dry…” Fiona replied, putting her hand on me, stopping me from jumping out of bed. “You stay resting. She’ll be fine, and she’ll come and see you as soon as she can, okay hun?” “Are you sure?” “I’m sure. She’s been feeding you for three days, on and off. I don’t know what her siblings put in that poison, but it really did a number on you.” “I… I’ve never fed from the source. I… I swore I’d never…” “I know, but you needed to. And you didn’t hurt Avery, she volunteered. She’ll recover quickly. She’s tough. Give her an hour or so and she’ll be back on her feet, teasing you again.” Fiona said, smiling at me. “You… you seem… to get along a bit better…” “We nearly lost you. That kind of thing brings people together in times of crisis. Then, I must admit, I was impressed when she offered to let you feed from her. Took guts. I would have volunteered, but you need human blood, not lycanthrope blood.” “So… you’re not ready to rip each other’s throats out…?” I smiled awkwardly, hoping that maybe they could get along somewhat… that way if and when I decide who I think would be the best Mummy for me… I wouldn’t break the other’s heart too much. “Not yet. But it’s a new day, so never say never…” Fiona joked… to a completely silent room. Looking around, I noticed there were a few more of us in this hotel room than I first thought. Fiona and Beth were on my bed, facing me. Susie was in the chair closest to my bed, smiling and holding my hand. Grim and Abby had fallen asleep on the sofa on the opposite side of the room. Now… I knew Nia and Victoria had gone home, but wasn’t… “She’ll be back up in thirty minutes. No idea how, considering she’s still human,” Beatrice said, walking into the room. “OH! Hey kiddo! You’re lucid now? Good. How are you doing?” Ah, there she is. “I… okay. I think,” I replied. “Good. You and Avery both need lots of rest, though I doubt you’ll listen to me…” Bea replied, rolling her eyes at me before she squeezed onto the sofa next to Abby and Grim, trying her best not to wake them up. “I… I’m sorry.” I said, looking up at Fiona. “Why?” “For putting you in danger. For putting you all in danger.” “Shush, kiddo. You were worried about her. You have a good heart. It’s why both Avery and I fell for you so easily.” Blushing, I used my free hand to wipe my eyes, preventing any of the tears building up from being noticeable. “But… I shouldn’t have put you in danger. I’m… I’m just… I’m just a burden. I’m sorry…” I hung my head in shame. My attempt to hide my tears failed as the floodgates burst and I began sobbing into my hand. “Sweetie! You’re not a burden, why would you think that?” “I ruin everything. I ruin everyone. I let everyone down. I…” “Hun, you don’t! You’re not ruining anything! What caused this?” “I do! I ruined my family, I made Rosa and Katherine get bored with me, I made Sally abandon me, I got Susie killed… And now my indecision here nearly got you both killed!” I sobbed after every point as I felt my heart trying to push up into my throat. “I assumed you had bad experiences in the past. I figured this by the way you’re so nervous and anxious. And that’s okay. We all do. My ex-little one cheated on me. And Avery has her whole family thing going on,” Fiona said, rubbing my arm, trying to calm me down. “Sally? Sally who? I heard of the other two, but not…” Beth asked, confused. “Umm… no one… it’s nothing…” I replied. “Wait… are you talking about… did you know my Mother?” I looked down, guilt plastered across my face. “I… maybe…” “Sweetie, why did you never tell me?” “Because… It was awkward!” I whined. “Well we can discuss this another time. But I’m sure my Mother had a good reason for ‘abandoning’ you. And your past partners were manipulative arseholes. It’s why I kicked Katherine out of the community the first chance I could, once you told me what she had done. And as for…” “As for me…” Susie interrupted. “I don’t blame my death on you. I don’t blame it on anyone except the jerk who ran me off the road. And hey, if you hadn’t introduced me to Beth… I never would have found my soulmate… or my purpose in life. Think of all the people we’ve helped over the decades, that’s in part thanks to you introducing us. So trust us when we say you’re not a burden, okay?” “But… I…” Fiona stopped me before I could say anything, grabbing my hand and pulling me up into her arms as she hugged me tightly, trying her best not to hurt me too much. “Sweetie, we told you not to stress about choosing either,” she said, calmly, as she tucked my hair behind my ear with her free hand. “Things find a way. And… we may have a solution.” “A… what?” “Let Avery recover fully, then we’ll discuss it. Together.” ------------------------------------------------ “AVERY!” I cheered, as she walked through… or more like hobbled through. It had been about thirty minutes since I woke up at this point, and I was anxiously waiting for her the whole time. She was clearly still feeling a bit drained, I think I took a bit too much from her. But I’m glad she’s okay at least. Her shirt was ragged, wearing torn jeans that were clearly borrowed, and she had a bandage around her forearm… probably where I was feeding from. “Hey, poppet!” she smiled at me, making my heart go all ba-dump again. “How… How are you? I’m sorry… I’m sorry for taking so much!” I replied with worry in my voice. “Honey, shush. I wasn’t about to let you die,” she said, smiling, as she carefully sat on the chair by my bedside, next to Fiona. Once they heard Avery was up to walking, my friends had all left me alone with both of the women fighting for my affection, to give me some time with them to discuss… well… everything. “I… I still feel bad.” “I know you do. You’re just that kind of person. But it’s okay hun. You just relax for now, okay? You recover. I’ll be doing the same.” “I… umm…” There was an awkward silence filling the gap in the conversation, one that someone needed to fill quickly before it became unbearable. And it looked like neither of the two gorgeous women sitting beside me were going to fill it, waiting for me to speak up. “I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO ABOUT THIS SITUATION!” I yelled awkwardly. Both women started giggling at me. “God, you are right. She does get flustered way too easily!” Avery said to Fiona, making me think sunlight had hit my cheeks with how hot they felt right now. “I… SHUSH! NO I DON’T!” “Sweetie… inside voice…” Fiona warned, using a very calm voice. “I… sorry… I just… this is really awkward. I… this is like my worst nightmare…” “Having two beautiful women by your bedside, teasing you?” “I…” Honestly… just open the curtains at this point. Open them and let the sunlight in. It would be less painful and wouldn’t make my cheeks as warm as what these two were doing to me right now. “Oh you’re right, this is fun…” Fiona told Avery. “Told you. Now, do you want to really break her little brain?” Avery replied, grinning. “Do you think we should? She’s still recovering.” I didn’t know what to say or do at this point. They were… getting along? Like… they were both teasing me. But… they had been at each other’s throats the other day… WHAT HAPPENED WHILST I WAS UNCONSCIOUS? “Hmm… it could make her extra blushy, or… it could break her little brain. And I don’t know if overloading her so soon after she woke up is such a good thing.” “Why don’t I go get her a bottle, and you check her and change her if needed?” Fiona suggested. “I…” That was all I could get out before the two women stood up, with Fiona walking off out the room and Avery carefully standing up and grabbing the bedsheet, pulling it down, revealing the dry nappy I was currently wearing. ‘Wait… who has been changing me whilst I’ve been out of it?’ I thought to myself. “D’aww! Good girl! Look at you, staying all dry! I think you deserve a star on your chart…” “I… what chart?” I asked, nervously. “Ooooh! A chart! Good idea! I wonder if we could get an app version or something, that way it’ll always stay updated…” Fiona said, walking in with a baby bottle full of milk, testing the temperature on her wrist before nodding and looking up at me. “Is she wet?” “No, actually. Dry as a bone. Clearly needs more fluids…” Avery replied. “Well she’s been mostly feeding on you, I’m not sure how that affects her bladder… she definitely needs more fluids though.” “Agreed. Do you want to do the honours, or shall I?” “I’ll do it, you rest.” Fiona said, smiling warmly at Avery. As Fiona came and sat down next to me on the side of my bed, she gently lifted me up so I was sitting up a bit more, and held the bottle backwards in her hand, pointing the teat at me. “I… uh… WHAT IS GOING ON?” I asked, confused and anxious. “Oh hun…” Avery replied, smiling softly at me. “Whilst you were out of it… Fiona and I started talking. We also talked to your friends. There wasn’t much else to do, we’re bunkered down in the Sanctuary and we couldn’t really do anything until you woke up. So yes… we talked.” “About?” “About how much pain you’re in trying to decide between us.” “I…” “So… together we decided… to take that decision out of your hands. We know it should be your choice, but you’re never going to be able to make it. We know you. Your friends agreed, and they know you even better. You’ll just spiral and spiral until you lose your mind. So we’re deciding for you.” “I… umm…” my heart filled with dread. Who… who was going to drop me? Who was going to be heartbroken? How did they decide who would be my Mummy? Did they fight over it or did they decide over a game of cards (a.k.a. ‘The Beatrice Way’)? “Who… who won? Who is… who is going to… be my Mummy?” Fiona and Avery nodded at each other, before looking at me, and… in unison, said… “We both are.” ======================================================= No way! This just happened! The thing that totally wasn't obvious from very early chapters! Ahhhhh! ...Hehehe. Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! 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Chapter 26: House Party Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess Quietly opening the door and slipping through, I found myself facing even more stairs… which meant this must be the attic. Perfect! Somewhere to hide for the night! Closing the door behind me, I snuck up the stairs to find a load of boxes stacked up, indicating that this place was being used as storage for old stuff, which means I shouldn’t be expecting anyone to come up this evening. So as I moved a couple of the boxes around, brushing off the dust on them and making a little seat… or throne… for myself, I made myself comfortable with my drink and enjoyed the isolation, despite the thumping music coming from downstairs. “I swear, sis… the magic ward was broken…” I heard coming from the staircase, making me nearly choke on my drink as I started panicking and looking around for a place to hide. “It’s probably just someone drunk ignoring the sign,” another voice said. “I know, but we need to shoo them out.” “You do it then, I’m going back to flirting with that demon at the bar. She looked hot.” “Fine. Just… don’t make any deals.” I couldn’t find anywhere to hide… so I tried hiding, very poorly I might add, behind the throne I made. The footsteps got closer and closer… making my heart beat at what would be considered a normal human pace… as my anxiety grew worse and worse… “Hello? Is anyone up here?” the remaining sister called out. I stayed quiet. “Come on, come out. I know someone is here…” ‘Can’t say a thing. I don’t want to go back down there… Too many people…’ “Come on… I… aha! There you are!” The footsteps got louder and louder as the figure emerged over me, peeking over the boxes I was, again poorly, trying to hide behind. “Oh… hello…” I muttered, awkwardly, avoiding looking at whoever it was that clearly owned this house. “What are you doing here, cutie?” she asked. For some reason… I was getting the same feeling from her that I used to get with Katherine, back when she was acting all nice with me. So I wasn’t sure how to feel, considering how that ended… “I… sorry… I can leave…” “Why are you up here anyway? You know there’s a sign on the door…” “It… it was quiet.” “I… guess it is,” she replied, sounding like she realised something. “Oh… do you not like the crowd downstairs?” “I… no…” “Then why did you come to a house party?” she giggled. “Sam invited me.” I replied, sheepishly. “Sam? Dunno… must be one of my sister’s friends,” she said. “Well as long as you’re comfortable up here and don’t cause any damage… you can stay if you want.” I finally looked up at her, seeing her beautiful pale face, with her red hair and her gorgeous, sparkly green eyes. She had such a youthful face too. Unless she was a vampire or somehow didn’t age… she looked around twentyish. “Are… are you sure? I don’t want to be a bother…” I replied, blushing. “No problem, sweetie. Just promise me you’ll be good…” “I will!” “Hmm…” she said, holding her chin in her hand as she examined me. “Your lifeforce is… off…” “I’m a v… vampire…” “Well that was obvious, given the fangs, but no, I mean… Can I ask, are you suffering from some magical affliction? Your aura and everything just seems… off.” “I… umm… no?” “It’s like… you’ve taken something, and your body accepted it… but then you took it away and your body is… AHA!” “Aha?” “Oh hun, I see what it is!” “What is?” “You took something, then you stopped suddenly, correct? And your body reacted adversely to the withdrawal?” “I… yes?” “That explains it! You may think you recovered from it all, but your body seems to feel like it naturally should have whatever thing you had. As if it was meant to have it.” “Is… is that bad?” “For your lifeforce? If left untreated… yes. It won’t be fatal, but it also won’t be fun,” she replied, shrugging awkwardly. “How… how can I fix it?” I asked, nervously. “By getting, whatever it is you stopped, back into your system. If I may ask, what is it you took? It must have been something pretty serious to cause such damage to your aura, and for your body to actually need it.” “I… umm…” Something about her face, the way she talked to me… she was like a much nicer, lovelier… sweeter version of Katherine. Like everything Katherine should have been as a mother. And something about that… just made me trust her more. “I… should have been born a girl.” “A gi… oh! So you weren’t before? But you…” “Appear as one, yes. Being a vampire helps with the youthful appearance.” “Oh pff. That’s an easy fix then!” she smiled warmly at me. “It’s not! It’s like reeeeally expensive!” I argued. “Maybe decades ago, but I’d like to think me and my sister are pretty good with potions. We’ve managed to make some that last indefinitely! So I’m sure together we could whip up a permanent elixir that you’d only need to take once.” “But… I don’t have much money.” “Pff. Nonsense. I won’t let you pay a penny for it…” That’s when dread started to fill my heart and I started to back up. “I… no thanks…” I replied, beginning to get up and walk off before she promised me things that were too good to be true. “What’s up, sweetie?” she asked, concerned. “I… I’ve had bad experiences with people who say that…” “Oh dear! What’s got you so frightened? What did you have to do? Come here and tell me,” the woman said, sitting down on my little seat of boxes and patting the free spot next to her, inviting me over. Nervously, I shuffled over and climbed up next to her, avoiding looking at her in the eye. “I… had to do stuff… for it…” “Ah… that makes sense then. Don’t worry, you don’t have to tell…” “Umm… She made me dress up…” “Dress up? In what?” “Like… umm…” It was too embarrassing to say out loud. “Come on, sweetie… use your words…” “STOP TALKING TO ME LIKE A BABY! I’M NOT A BABY! I’M NOT!” I yelled, backing up, cowering from her. “Oh…” was all she said. She was clever. She had worked it out. Or maybe it was because since everything with Katherine… since spending two decades as her baby… I picked up a few habits when I’m stressed or scared… I plucked my thumb out of my mouth and went to run for the stairs, only to be stopped by this strange woman grabbing my hand. “Sit down, sweetie. It’s okay. I understand. But hey, I’m not going to make you dress up or anything, I won’t make you do anything or pay anything for this elixir, got that?” “I… but why? Why help me?” “I like helping people in need!” she smiled at me, warmly. She sounded so… familiar. And that smile… “So, how about it? Actually… in return for me doing this for you, and giving you the body you were clearly destined to have, how about… being my friend?” “No… strings attached?” I asked, still a bit wary about this offer. “Nope. I’m short on friends. It’s mostly just me and my sister. And she doesn’t quite… get me.” “Why not?” I asked, confused. “She’s not into the same things I am. I have a feeling you may be. But we’ll get to that eventually. For now, why don’t we just hang out up here together, and get to know each other?” “I… I think I’d like that,” I smiled back at her. “My name is Elizabeth, by the way. Elizabeth Lazarus. Though I avoid using my last name if possible. Thinking of changing it, maybe. And my sister, who you heard before, is Beatrice,” she said. “But anyway, you can call me Beth.” -------------------------------------------------------------- I was tumbling faster and faster. Memories were flying past faster than I could focus, with only a handful of them lasting long enough for me to witness again. -------------------------------------------------------------- I’ve never told Beth that I knew her mother. And yes, I put two and two together and realised that when I last saw Sally two decades ago… she was pregnant with twins. The same twins I quickly befriended upon meeting as adults. Beth perfected the elixir after a few months, giving me all the changes I desired, but making it last indefinitely, meaning I’d never need another dose ever, and I’d never revert back to my original self. And after a bit of insistence… she opened up about the fact she was a ‘Mummy’. Which yes, scared the shit out of me at first, but at that point I really trusted Beth, and she seemed to have no interest in me that way. She even started introducing me to other ‘littles’, who I didn’t exactly befriend… but at least I got on well enough with them whenever we met at these ‘munches’. In fact it was Beth who helped me accept that part of myself, and realise that whilst I didn’t enjoy Katherine being my Mummy… I did enjoy the baby treatment, allowing me to realise that I was a ‘little’ as she put it. And at some point during the next decade or so, Bea and I got close… but that quickly fizzled out when she realised she wasn’t really wanting to be a Mummy, and when I realised I really did want a Mummy. So we stayed close friends, though she will never stop teasing me and treating me like a kid. Beth really helped transform my life. Not just my physical body, she helped me find a better career… one with a lot more money, and a better home. I found an apartment in the city that was pretty cheap, and I tried doing something that I had been wanting to do for a long time… writing. I ended up writing some smutty novels and they do relatively well. Honestly… it’s a miracle how drastically different my life is all thanks to those sisters. I owe them everything, and they’re the best friends a girl could ask for. They’re even trying to push me into going to university of all things! -------------------------------------------------------------- I met a girl called Susie when I moved into the dorm rooms. She’s a human, which is very weird. It makes it really difficult to hide my food, and try to explain my lack of day life, as well as my overabundance of clothing. But hey… she’s super friendly, like… honestly as friendly as Beth is! Whenever I meet up with Beth, I can’t stop bragging about this human, and I swear these two would be perfect together. Maybe I should set them up. I mean… it’s easier to hide being a witch to a human than it is if you’re a vampire or something. I’m sure they could make it work. Because Susie is so… childish? But in a fun way. Like… I swear she’s either a little, or she could easily become one. Maybe I should introduce them… -------------------------------------------------------------- Susie died. And I couldn’t even attend her fucking funeral because the sun was out and my umbrella needed replacing. I fucking hate being a vampire. My heart is broken. Shattered. She… she was my best friend. And then some dickhead had to take that all away. I’m worried about Beth though… no one has heard from her or seen her… -------------------------------------------------------------- I’m so happy the whole band is back together now. It’s been like forty years since Susie got resurrected, and I love my group of little friends. And that includes this new girl, Nia, the demon. Only issue is… I’m lonely. I really miss having a caregiver. I lied to them all, saying that I had a date with someone… just because I felt like the odd one out. Everyone has a partner… even Nia! Everyone except for me. But then Grim and Abby lied to Nia too, saying they haven’t been visiting the Sanctuary long, just so that Nia doesn’t feel super excluded or something. I went along with it, but I felt bad for lying. Not that I can speak, I’m making up invisible partners just so people don’t feel sorry for me. Maybe… Maybe I’m just destined to be alone. Rosa… Katherine… Both had made it hard to trust people. It took me a while to truly trust Beth and Beatrice, and in the end I was just a friend to them. And then I get to watch all my friends find partners, introducing them to our group… making me feel like I’m… …Cursed. -------------------------------------------------------------- And as I left that last portal… I saw a glimmer of light. And I was hurtling towards it, with no more memories left to revisit. -------------------------------------------------------------- “She’s coming to!” “Thank the Goddess, it worked!” “So she’s going to be okay?” “Avery… Thank you. Seriously.” “Don’t mention it. I just… I just need something to eat, if you don’t mind? This… has left me feeling a bit… drained…” I slowly opened my eyes, hearing all these voices surrounding me, tasting something sweet trickling down my throat. I was subconsciously suckling at something in my mouth as I lay back, surrounded by pillows. “That’s enough, sweetie… you don’t want to drain her dry…” My vision cleared to see Beth pulling what looked like an arm away from my mouth, resting it by its owner. “You had us scared, little one…” Beth said, as she sat on the edge of the bed, smiling down at me. “What… what happened?” I asked, feeling a sharp pain in my shoulder when I began to sit up. “You… very nearly went the same way I did…” Susie replied, smiling awkwardly. ======================================================= Promise that's all the nasty bad memories out of the way now! Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. 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She did say that, didn't she... 😊 No magical consequences, otherwise she would have mentioned it. The consequences are her having to change back to her original form, which is horrible enough

Chapter 25: Katherine Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess TW: Abuse Feeling a lot less trauma as I exited what was one of my earliest ‘good’ memories, I continued falling through this vortex, until I witnessed another image that thrust me into yet another memory. -------------------------------------------------------------- It had been ten years since I was turned. Just a little less than that since I turned that guy. It was now the roaring twenties. I still had no idea what happened to him at this point. He cursed me for turning him into a vampire, but what was the alternative? Let him die? Even knowing that though… The guilt weighed heavily for the next decade after it. Aside from the guilt, this decade was amazing though, I didn’t age. I still possessed the same youthful appearance I had ten years ago. And things… things got better. Not for the humans though, war ravaged the world, the ‘Great War’ they called it… but as I was legally pronounced dead… I wasn’t affected by it, I wasn’t called for service. None of the monstrous world were. Apparently it was ‘another human conflict’ that our kind just avoids. It’s best that way. It was also ten years after I first met Sally, who shortly after meeting her, introduced me to my new boss, who gave me a roof over my head and food in my tummy, in return for washing dishes in the back of the pub located in the market. He was understanding about my fear of people, and so he gave me a job out of sight, with no one around. It was lonely, but it was satisfying work and I actually enjoyed it. I even had a little bit extra to save up every week. And saved I did. I saved for ten years, trying to get that magic that Sally mentioned. And it wasn’t like I could just shop around for a better deal, as despite the friendliness of the community, I still felt like it was impossible to ask for the ‘gender changing magic’, as it would automatically out me. And no matter how nice people are… the fear of being rejected was still there. So I saved, hoping that if I saved enough, Sally would look around for me. But in reality… I barely got to see Sally lately. She met a guy, a warlock or something, and they’ve been hanging out so much that I never get to see her. And with my fear of people… it felt like I lost my only friend. So the more I saved up… the lonelier I felt. -------------------------------------------------------------- Then one night, after closing time, I wandered over to the Witches’ Corner, where all the tents were set up. This was where Witches from across the city, and even some from across the country, come to sell their potions and enchantments and all that mystical stuff. I’ve always been too nervous to visit any of them to ask about the spell I wanted, but after saving for so long, and after Sally hadn’t been around in over a month… I finally put on my big girl pants and wandered over. “Sorry that’s not enough.” “I don’t perform that kind of magic.” “You’ll regret it if you start…” Every witch I visited gave me some reason for why I couldn’t get it. And it seems like whilst I had enough for the first couple of doses, there was no way I could keep it going, which means it would reverse eventually, and apparently that's not good. Withdrawal symptoms from this magic are… horrible, at least according to the Witches who lectured me all night. Then, just when I’d given up all hope… a cough from the shady side of a tent summoned my attention. “So you’re wanting to be a girl?” the voice called out, quietly. “I… want my body to match what I see myself as…” I clarified, my nerves nearly making me collapse on the spot. “That’s expensive magic…” “I know, tell me about it.” “Which I could offer you…” “In return for what? I can’t afford it,” I replied, shrugging. Then out of the darkness, the familiar fur coat from ten years ago emerged, with the same beautiful makeup-clad face I recognised from my first visit to the market. “Oh I don’t want your money…” she smiled at me, stroking the collar on her coat. “What do you want then?” “I desire… companionship.” “I’m not one of those girls… sorry…” This elicited a response I was not expecting. She just… laughed. “Oh sweetie, I don’t want to fuck you. I want… something else.” “Something else?” I asked. “Follow me…” she said, waving her finger. Now… we all know I should have turned the opposite direction, but being the dumbass young vampire I was, so desperate for the magic to help me transition into my true self… of course I followed her. -------------------------------------------------------------- I walked into her lavish house, something that made her seem like an heiress or something… and was instantly told to take my shoes off. So, taking my heels off and placing them to the side of the entranceway, she then instructed me to take my coat off. Following her up the stairs, the soft carpet felt amazing on my worn, damaged feet… I couldn’t believe I was in such a house! Which instantly filled me with dread, as I worried that maybe she was going to kill me or something… “I… umm…” I began to ask what was going on, but she turned around and popped something in my mouth, shutting me up instantly. “Mmph?” “I… have a… special interest. You see… I so desire to be a parent. But… I hate kids. They annoy me and they’re not fun and being half vampire… I can’t bear children anyway.” “Mmpphh?” the thing in my mouth felt… soothing… but it still prevented me from talking. And what was worse, was I couldn’t see what it was. “Yes, I’m a Witch AND a vampire. Stupid bloodsucker turned me, thinking I was human. Last mistake he ever made…” she replied, rolling her eyes. “Mpphh?” I pointed at me, as if to ask why I was here. “I want you… to be my baby…” “MPHHH?” “Yes. In return for being my baby full time… you’ll be handsomely rewarded. You’ll have all the love and affection you could ever want or need. You’ll have a full tummy every day, without having to feed on any humans, as I know you’re that kind of vampire. And most importantly… I’ll cast the spell you want on you. Every month.” “Mpph?” I pointed at the thing in my mouth. Reaching up, she took it out of my mouth, revealing that it was a… baby’s dummy? Why… why was that so soothing and… nice to me? “T… thank you… umm… so you want me… to be… your… baby?” “Yes. Full time baby.” “For how long?” “Thirty years,” she said, nonchalantly. “THIRTY?” I blurted out in shock. “Time is meaningless to a vampire. It’ll pass you by in no time. And I know that you’re not exactly swimming in friendships or relationships… so you’d be the perfect little one. You’re absolutely adorable and I would love to have you as mine… for thirty years. After that, you’ll be free to grow up again, and you’ll be able to come to me to get your… treatment… for free, as long as we both live.” “You mean… I spend three decades as your baby? Then… I can be the girl I really am inside… forever?” “Yes. I think that’s a fair deal, considering you’re immortal. Thirty years is a brief pause.” “I…” I was speechless. I didn’t know what to do. I had so many questions! Like… just how much like a baby will I be? Will I have to wet… and umm… you know… myself? Will she feed me? What will she feed me? Where will I stay? Because I doubt she could take me out dressed like a baby. “Let me show you the nursery… then you can decide…” -------------------------------------------------------------- Of course I took that deal. The nursery… the nursery was amazing. And the feeling inside, as if something was calling me to accept this new life for thirty years… I… I just had to! And so I lost my adulthood in an instant. -------------------------------------------------------------- During the time between memories, as I continued falling towards the encroaching darkness… I couldn’t help but feel torn inside, due to my decision that evening… Here comes another one… -------------------------------------------------------------- The first decade was… not bad. I actually found I enjoyed the treatment I got from her. I felt… very babyish and for some reason… It felt good. It was embarrassing as heck at first, of course it was going to, but after a while, it just… settled. And I started to enjoy it. And for the first ten years… she was a very kind, loving Mother. Sorry… ‘Mummy’, as she liked to be called. I’d wear nappies all the time, I didn’t have a care in the world, I was fed multiple times per day, and I predominantly wore baby clothes. The only time I didn’t was when I was being changed or bathed, and even then I was stark naked. Which didn’t bother me like it used to, as thanks to her promise, I now had the body I had wished for my whole life. Everything just felt right now. It was a very dull life for ten years, as being a baby full time was no doubt going to be very boring. But Katherine… Mummy… she was right, it blipped by in an instant. The following decade though… that’s when something changed. Or more specifically… she did. She got fed up with me being a helpless, giggly little happy baby. I think she actually started to hate how happy I was. And I was happy! I got all the love and attention I wanted and craved all my life, and the baby treatment… turns out I actually liked it! But I think she wanted me to be humiliated more… so that’s when she started incorporating new things into my life. Straps to keep me held in my cot, a strap to keep my dummy in, enchanted nappies that made me squirm whenever they got wet… she kept upping the humiliation every month. By the end of the second decade, there was no level she wouldn’t stoop to. I endured as much as I could… knowing that I was over half way through my contract, that I could just stick it out a bit longer and I’d get the life I was promised. And as the years flew by… I tried my hardest to hold on. To endure whatever she threw at me, no matter how humiliating and cruel she started getting. It was at the point where I was receiving daily spankings as ‘maintenance’ to keep me behaving, despite me never being bratty or naughty. She just wanted to be cruel for the sake of being cruel. Then… a few months into the 1940s… she started getting personal with her insults. And that was the final straw. I tried my best to endure what I could. My body felt… my own, finally… and I knew the risks of breaking the contract now, of being cut off from her magic… but I couldn’t hold on any more. She started getting really personal, humiliating my identity… my past… even threatening to take me home to my Mum like this! She was scaring me so much at this point, so I made the decision… to leave. …To break the contract. -------------------------------------------------------------- She was furious. Things flew everywhere. The nursery was destroyed in her anger. So I ran. I ran for my life and never looked back. I knew where she kept my adult clothes all those years ago, so I grabbed them and changed on the way out, rushing to get away from her fury before she could use it against me. Never had she expected that I would break the contract. She figured I was just a spineless little submissive girl who would let her walk over her if it meant I could get the magic I desired so badly. But no… I’m better than that. Yes, I may be submissive and maybe I…. kinda… like the baby treatment… but that doesn’t mean just anyone can walk over me! If I was to be someone’s baby… it would be with someone I love. And I don’t love her. -------------------------------------------------------------- When I ran back to the market, to see how much things had changed in all that time… I instantly ran back to the pub, to grovel to my old boss for my old place back, and ideally… my old job. And I was surprised to see Sally sitting at a booth with her old boy toy… with her belly so big! I had been gone for twenty years and the complete opposite of what I was hoping had happened! I was hoping she’d drop him and things would return to normal… but no, things had gotten serious! Whilst I was happy she was pregnant… I can’t say I was happy she was still with him. Not that I feel anything for her, it’s just that… she… she was always there for me. So instead of introducing myself, I stayed out of sight and went into the back, towards the boss’ office, to beg for my job and home back. -------------------------------------------------------------- It was tough starting over again. It was even tougher dealing with the withdrawals from the lack of magic. But I knew it would be. I had weighed my options carefully, and I decided I’d deal with the withdrawals rather than stay with that monster. But damn… I wish they were lying about how bad it was. No matter what though, I didn’t allow it to affect my work. So for the next couple of decades… I stayed under the radar, barely living a life, avoiding everyone and everything except for work… not once seeing Katherine around. -------------------------------------------------------------- I hoped this was over soon. Whatever was going on had to end soon… right? At least I was past the worst memories now. From here on… it was a lot better. So I smiled as I turned to see a very vibrant, very colourful image nestled within the clouds… -------------------------------------------------------------- The swinging sixties! This is when the humans started getting fun again. War was over… again, people had recovered from the fighting, things had settled down. And humans were getting horny. Like… really horny. And their fashion suddenly blew up too! Which bled over to our world, meaning that our fashion developed alongside theirs. It was nice seeing people walk into the pub in outfits that weren’t drab and boring, instead the pub was full of colour and vibrancy… and it wasn’t just the clothes either! The patrons were very much more lively, and things seemed to be getting better. I had been through the withdrawals after a few years of them, reverting back to my original form. At least I still passed, though I really missed having breasts. But at this point, I had resigned to never getting the body I wanted again, it just wasn’t obtainable. So my life wasn’t any different, but at least the surrounding world was nicer to live in. That’s when one of the new guys behind the bar, walked into the back, where I was washing dishes. “Hi, I’m Sam. It’s Lucy… right?” he asked, pointing at me. This new guy was gruff, probably a werewolf, but dressed up smart for his job. Short brown hair with a rough-shaven beard, he was rather good looking… for a guy. “I… yeah…” I replied, awkwardly. I wasn’t used to the barmen talking to me, they usually just drop the glasses and plates then leave. “Are you coming out tonight?” he asked. “Out? Huh?” I was taken by surprise by this offer, as no one even talked to me back here. It’s why I loved my job so much. So to be asked this… “A few of us are going for drinks after work, when the pub closes early for the ritual. There’s a house party a couple of Witches are throwing, and I heard it’s going to be amazing.” “I… I’m not really a party kind of girl… Thank you though!” I replied. “No, I’m not taking no for an answer. You stay in here and never come out,. You’re always so quiet back here. So you’re coming out tonight. With us.” “But…” “No buts. Just… dress up, okay?” he smiled warmly at me. “I don’t have anything to wear…” “Then get something. Hell, I’ll buy you a cheap dress if it means you’ll come out with us!” he grinned. “Why do you want me coming out with you so badly?” “Because you’re cute. And I hate to see you all lonely in here.” “I’m not into guys…” “And I’m not asking you out on a date. I just hate to see cute girls be all sad and lonely, even if I have no intention of dating them. I’m more into guys by the way.” “Oh… umm…” “Look, you’re coming out. Whether you like it or not. Trust me, it’ll be the best night of your life!” -------------------------------------------------------------- I sheepishly walked up to the large, foreboding house, tagging along behind Sam and his friends, wearing a short dress that was way shorter than anything I had ever worn before. At least nothing adult anyway… The place was way too crowded, and I felt even more out of place and nervous the further I walked down the path leading to the front door. Even from here you could see the house was packed full of people, music was blaring, and there were a bunch of drunk party-goers on the front lawn. ‘Maybe… maybe if I just grab a drink and hide in a corner… it’ll be over quickly and I can go home… then Sam can’t hate me for leaving early… which is exactly what I want to do right now.’ “Go mingle!” he said as he ran off into the front door, and I instantly lost sight of him. Grabbing a drink from the table, I gently pushed my way through the crowd of dancing people so as to not spill anything, walking up the stairs to the second floor, trying to find somewhere a bit… quieter. But as I reached the top step, and saw just as many people here… I started looking for somewhere else to hide. Opening door after door, each room was full of werewolves, vampires, witches, ghosts… you name a monster and they were probably here. Then one door I saw… had a big sign saying ‘No entry’. Now… I’m not one to break the rules… but if no one was allowed up there… it would be empty… so maybe I just had to break that one rule… just this once… ======================================================= Nice early chapter today, as I just got a good 1500+ words written of my newest story and figured I'd post this whilst I was at it. Looks like we've got at least one more chapter of these memories... though hopefully we're past the worst of them! Poor little Lucy... 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'Lazarus' sounds like it has something to do with being raised from the dead... 😊🤐

And it looks like we've still got a lot of her life to cover yet... 🤐 Yeah... these chapters were the most difficult to write for me. Especially having family stop talking to me for this reason. That feeling when you finally admit it to yourself and accept it 😊 Sally? Poor lovely Sally? Don't recognise the name from anywhere? 🤭

Chapter 24: Memories Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess TW: Transphobia, abuse. Bit of a heavy chapter. It was like I was falling. Endlessly falling. Through some kind of vortex. Flashes of images embedded without in the cloudy tunnel surrounding me. And as one appeared in front of me… one that I vividly remembered… a memory pierced my mind, taking me all the way… back to… -------------------------------------------------------------- “You’ve got the devil inside you #@£&>?=…” “But Mum…” I replied, tears running down my cheek, hidden by the rain. “No, you’re no son of mine!” she replied, venom in her voice, as she looked at me with pure, unadulterated… disgust. “I…” The door shut in my face as the rain fell down around me, soaking me to the bone. My life was over. Mum and Dad found out my… ‘uniqueness’. They found out my biggest secret. Eighteen years old and my life is already over. Devout and faithful, they never failed to go to Church… so I knew they’d never accept this part of me. I knew they’d probably throw around the same terms my friends had thrown at me when I told them. And they did. I regret telling my friends. Never did I think they’d tell my Mum and Dad, I thought I could trust them… And now… I had no home. No friends. No family. Nothing. It wasn’t even a decade into this new century, and people… people just weren’t accepting of anyone different. I knew from an early age I wasn’t like my peers, I wasn’t like the other kids. I… didn’t feel like the boy they kept insisting I was. And as I hit my teens… my body just felt wrong. And now I’m 20… I live my other life in secret… That was until my friends found out. I tried coming out to them, telling them I was still the same person… basically… but they wouldn’t listen. They abandoned me. My friends from childhood just dropped me in an instant. Then they turn around and tell my mother, who told my father… and now I have nothing. -------------------------------------------------------------- I was thrust out of that memory, feeling empty and hollow, as I continued falling, until I witnessed another memory I did not wish to relive… -------------------------------------------------------------- Two years I spent living on the streets. I refused to go into the workhouse. I figured I’d be better on the streets. And in those two years… I had been presumed dead. I have a death certificate and everything, apparently. My parents actually fucking faked my death. Assumedly because having a dead son was better for them socially than having a… well, I’m not sure what the word for what I am is, but I should have been their daughter, even if I wasn’t born as a girl. But no, they’ve moved on, mourning my ‘death’ as I made a new life on the streets of the city, finding whatever scraps I could find just to survive. At least I could pass as a woman now, with no one knowing my history. I put on a voice and made sure not to get too close to anyone. Facial hair is a bitch, but I mostly wear a cloth rag over the lower half of my face until I can find a way to clean myself up, and even then… I’m quite fortunate that I barely have any growth to begin with. It was rough, but at least I didn’t have to suffer my Mother’s religious rantings or my Father’s belt… That was… until I met Rosa. Rosa and I met whilst I was wandering the back alleys one night, trying to find something to satisfy my growling stomach. She and I hit it off instantly, flirting with each other. She clearly wasn’t living on the streets, she was too clean and groomed, yet she talked to me like I was human. After a few nights, meeting me and chatting, bringing scraps of food for me… like a pet… she offered me a warm meal and a shower back at her place, and being the naive girl I was… I accepted her invitation without hesitation. Her house wasn’t lavish at all. It was barely even a house. But it was a million times better than the doorway I had been sleeping in. As soon as we entered the house, I was in awe at how warm it was. But before I could enjoy that warmth, she spun me around and pinned me against the wall of her home, grinning at me… like I was prey. “Sweetie… we’ve been flirting for days now…” she growled, grinning at me. “I… umm…” I replied, not knowing how to reply to such a beautiful woman. “Go on… tell me how you feel about me…” “You’re really… pretty… Miss…” I replied. “Is that it? Wow… you girls are such wordsmiths!” she joked. Wait… did she… Did she think I was really a girl? This whole time I figured all she saw was a man who was dressed androgynously. So my heart felt so happy in that moment. It was one thing being assumed to be one by the other people wandering the streets like I do, but to be flirted with as one? That… was a new feeling, one that felt… amazing. “I’m not…” I spoke up, nervously. “Like other girls? I know.” “You… you do?” “Yes. And neither am I,” she grinned at me. “Wait… are you… were you also born… a boy?” “Oh sweetie, no…” her grin grew wider, slowly revealing her teeth… slowly revealing… …her fangs. -------------------------------------------------------------- Whatever was happening right now, I wished it would stop. I had pushed these memories to the back of my mind for a reason. I did not wish to ever see them aga… -------------------------------------------------------------- Okay so after I got turned… I was a mess. I mostly stayed in Rosa’s house, hiding from the sunlight that peaked through the dark curtains. I learned very quickly that it hurt… a lot… but that it caused no lasting damage. I also refused to hunt humans, something Rosa hated and yelled at me for. She was very bossy, which I loved normally, but I started growing weaker and weaker the longer I refused to drink blood. That’s when… she started getting violent. Smacking me across the head, pushing me about… she was getting fed up with me. It was like she turned me… just to play with me. Because it would bring her a little bit of enjoyment in her long, boring existence. I’m not sure how old Rosa really is, though from the way she talks she’s probably been living for centuries at this point, which you wouldn’t have guessed from her appearance. She looked like she was in her early thirties at most, with a youthful appearance that usually made her look early twenties. And I think at this point in her eternal life… she was bored. That’s why she picked the boy-turned-girl to play with, to flirt with… to turn into a vampire. Just because she was bored. So when I refused to go out to ‘hunt’ with her, or to prey on poor humans whose only crime was to be walking the wrong street at the wrong time… she got bored with me very quickly. That’s when she started looking for another poor person to turn, abandoning me and not even giving me the slightest bit of attention whenever she returned home from feeding. She was trying to replace me and all I could do was try to feed on the scraps left on her clothing that she left laying about, trying my best to stay alive. I felt a sadness that I had never felt before, nearly on par with losing my whole life. Every day was just survival for me, and it was made worse by the lack of sustenance. At least when I was human I could live on the scraps of food people left in their garbage, now I couldn’t feed without… without hurting or probably even killing someone. And yes, I tried eating human food after I was turned… it wasn’t disgusting, but it gave me no sustenance. I’m just a creature now. Barely surviving… My Ma always told me Vampires are supposed to be unholy creatures… so I guess I became what my parents saw in me. -------------------------------------------------------------- I forgot how much hatred I had bottled up for her. And it felt like the seal had been broken, leaving me feeling angry at how I was treated back then. But maybe… maybe that’s what I deserve… -------------------------------------------------------------- Rosa brought a boy round today. He was young. Barely an adult. Blonde, blue eyes… he looked very feminine. I could see why Rosa liked him. She clearly had a type. And he was… he was innocent. I knew she’d turn him. I knew she’d ruin his life. But then maybe he’ll actually hunt humans with her… meaning maybe he’ll last longer than I did. She showed him around the house, avoiding the small closet room she allowed me to stay in, which she kept shut whilst she lured him around. I watched through the crack in the door, watching this poor guy get led around, mesmerised, not realising he was either dinner… or her latest plaything. And I think she knew I was watching, because when she turned me into a vampire, she took me to the bedroom and we kissed passionately until she finally plunged her fangs into my neck. Now though… she kept grinning in the direction of my door as she danced with the boy, despite no music playing. Her fingers danced over his back as she slowly moved her mouth to the boy’s neck. I… I don’t think he even knew she was a vampire. At least she showed me before turning me. No, this guy was about to… I had to act. Rushing out of my room, I dashed with supernatural speed… …But I was too slow. Rosa plunged her fangs into his neck, then with one free hand, she tried swatting me away whilst draining the young man dry. This is normally when he would have to feed from her, in order to become a vampire, so I used this opportunity to run headfirst into my… my… whatever she is to me… and knocked her flying across the room, into the wall. Grabbing the boy’s hand, I dragged him towards the front door and out of the house, running for my life… and his… as I was determined to not let Rosa ruin yet another life. The sunlight burned. It was agony. But it was the best time for me to run, as Rosa won’t risk the pain to chase us. And… who cares if I get hurt? I don’t matter, after all. No, all that matters is getting this guy to safety. I collapsed into a doorway a few streets away, partially because the sun was becoming a bit too much for me, my body tingling all over with pain… but mostly because this guy was getting… heavier. “No… don’t die on me now…” I cried out. She had drained him. I was too late. He was going to die. “W… why…?” he asked, his voice croaking as he struggled to speak. “Why what?” I replied. “Why did you stop her?” “Because you don’t want this!” “Want what?” he asked, his voice getting even weaker. “To become a creature of the night. To be… like me.” “That… that’s what she was?” “Yes. And now you’re going to die because I was too slow…” My heart felt heavy, as if the entire blame was on me for this, despite knowing Rosa was the cause. “I… don’t want to die.” That… that right there… was a shot to the heart. I couldn’t let this guy die. I wrestled with the morality of what I was about to consider doing… knowing that maybe he was better off dying… but no, I couldn’t allow that to happen. So I pulled up my coat sleeve, revealing my bare forearm, and held it up. I made a small incision with my tooth and put it towards his mouth. “Drink.” -------------------------------------------------------------- I forgot about that guy. That’s how deep I buried most of these memories. But as I turned to see another vision in the cloudy landscape… I felt… happy? -------------------------------------------------------------- Shortly after I ran away from Rosa, who I’ve never heard from since, I very nearly resorted to hunting humans, the thing I had vowed never to do. Thankfully, a few days later, when I was nearing Death’s door… a woman approached me, offering me food and a place to crash. Now obviously, I was extremely hesitant after what happened with Rosa, but she led me to a market, a market just for people like me! And wow… I was surprised to see just how many of us there are. And not just vampires! Werewolves, witches, ghosts, all the spooky stories I heard of as a child, all the ‘evils’ of the world that my religious parents used to try to scare me with. They all walked around this hidden market, hidden from human eyes. It was huge and amazing and… scary. I never liked crowds. Or people. I was always a shy person growing up. But the first time I saw the market, I was in awe of the community that waited for me out there, one that Rosa never told me of. Also helped that I was so hungry I would have put up with the biggest crowd in the world just to get something that would satisfy this unending hunger. The woman dropped me off at a cafe, ordering a drink for me… one that would apparently satisfy a vampire. And as I slurped the drink up, lapping up every drop hungrily, the woman laughed and left before I could get her name. I think she said something about talking to a friend of hers about getting me a place to stay. That’s when another woman walked up… Katherine… I didn’t know her name at the time, and I wouldn't for a long time after that, but my first impression of her… well, let’s just say… she turned heads. Mine included. She strode over to me, her fur coat engulfing her petite body, sunglasses perched on the end of her nose whilst she examined me up and down… I had no idea what this woman was doing looking at someone like me. And just as she opened her mouth… the woman from before rushed back, dropping a plate of food in front of me and another red-coloured drink, then instantly spun around and started yelling at this woman before she could even speak to me. Katherine didn’t like that as she turned away with her head held high, then walked off, angrily. “Don’t go near that woman, you hear?” the helpful woman said to me as she sat down across the table from me. “I… why?” I asked. “She’s trouble. She preys on newbies.” “How do you know…?” “That you’re a newbie? Trust me, kid. Lemme guess… you’ve not hunted yet?” “I… no… I… don’t want to.” “Oh you’re one of those types… great,” she said, rolling her eyes at me. “Well you’ll end up hunting, or you’ll need a job to pay for a meal here. There is no other option.” “How do I get a job? What jobs are there for people like us? Wait… what are you? Are you like me? And… Why are you helping me?” I asked. “Well I help run the market. I mostly go around helping people who need help, resolving disputes and stuff, I just like helping people in need really. I’m also not exactly like you, as I’m not a vampire, I’m a witch. Or at least I’m supposed to be. My mother yells at me for not practising hard enough.” “You need to… practice… witchcraft?” I asked. “Yeah, otherwise your work is sloppy. I… I just have no interest in it. I use very little magic in my day to day life, plus I’d like to get away from my family as much as possible. I like the long-life it grants me, but other than that… I’m not interested.” “Oh…” I said, sighing. “What’s up, kid?” she asked, concerned. “I… I wanted to know if there’s a kind of magic that allows you to transform…” “Let me guess… into a bat? So many of you vamps want to turn into bats… I have no idea why!” “No… a… umm… a girl…” I trailed off at the end there. “A gir… wait, are you…?” I nodded and affirmed her suspicion with a quick ‘umhmm’, before she could say it out loud. “Oh don’t worry, you’ll not be shunned from here for that. I know humans are very shitty about people like you, but we aren’t. Couldn’t tell at first, you already seem so feminine! So you’re a girl then?” “I… umm…” “Go on… say it…” she smiled warmly at me. “...I’m a girl.” Oh my god… that felt so good to finally admit that, and not be worried about being judged or kicked out or anything… “Good girl!” The woman said, smiling at me, making me feel… warm and fuzzy inside. “Oh and don’t forget…” ‘Why do those two words do that to my tummy? It’s so… childish and humiliating!’ I thought to myself as she pointed at the sandwich. “Oh yes, sorry! Thank you!” I said, grabbing the sandwich and shoving it in my mouth. It tasted… amazing! “Eat up, then I’ll introduce you to a couple of people who may be able to help you get a job to feed yourself.” “And the… umm… magic? Does… does it exist?” “It does… but the reagents are expensive. Plus you have to do it every few months, or it wears off. You’ll have to get a much better job to be able to afford that. But hey, at least with your youthful looks locked down thanks to the vampirism, you should pass easily. She was nice, but she didn’t understand… it was nice ‘passing’... but my body still felt off. And after finding out witches and magic exists… I thought I found a glimmer of hope. Sadly that glimmer of hope is out of my price range. “Thanks anyway. Sorry… I never got your name…” I said, realising my rudeness. “Sally. Sally Lazarus. And yours?” “I… umm…” I hesitated. I had never told anyone the name I wished my Mum had called me, the name I picked out for myself. Not the shitty name I was given by her at birth. So saying it out loud… in front of another person… was nerve wracking. So I took a deep breath… “...Lucy.” ======================================================= Poor Lucy.... Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== 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 (or even have a chance at commissioning one when I add the tier for them!), why don't you check out my SubscribeStar! 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Chapter 23: Ambush Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “Umm… what’s happening?” I asked, nervously, as we backed up into the park again… back towards the bench we were at just moments ago. “Stay behind us,” Fiona ordered as she held out her hands in a claw-like fashion, her fingernails extending, becoming more… wolf-like. “Shit… I was hoping they’d need more downtime before attacking again…” Avery said. “So…it’s your siblings again?” I asked. “Yes, so stay back. We’ll handle it. Just… stay safe, okay?” “I can help! I’m not completely helpless!” I wasn’t lying either, I’m a damn vampire after all! I have supernatural speed, reflexes, night vision, and strength. Just because I’m an anxious little baby a lot of the time doesn’t mean I don’t know how to fight! These aren’t the first hunters I’ve had to deal with. In fact I vividly remember ruining their Grandfather’s hunting days, which ultimately led to this encounter right here. And if I can manage that ‘pro’, I can handle a couple of amateur hunters… “I know, but they probably won’t kill me...” Avery said. “Or at least… I hope not.” “And I’m not risking you getting hurt,” Fiona added. “Let us handle it, please sweetie.” Avery and Fiona looked at each other, in a tense standoff like before… but they quickly nodded at each other, as if they were both ready to work together to protect me. “I… okay…” Not going to lie… it was nice having these two strong Mummies protecting me. I just… I worried about them getting hurt! I know Avery is a hunter, or at least was trained as one, but she’s still human. She’s still fragile compared to Fiona and I. And Fiona… well her only reason to be in this fight… was me. So if she did get hurt, I’d never forgive myself. But doing as they asked, I hid between them and the bench, hiding in front of it so my back was slightly protected if the siblings decided to try to flank us. An eerie silence filled the air as the two women covered my front, preparing themselves for a fight. The problem was though… I could hear how scared they were. It’s hard to lie to a vampire. Not because it’s some supernatural magicky ability that we have, but to anything with a beating heart… we’re a walking lie detector. Werewolves have amazing senses of smell, we have an amazing ability to sense blood, hearts, and all that fun stuff. So a heart beating? Easy game for us. And right now… I could hear and sense their quickened heartbeats, their pulses raising as they looked around, waiting for the siblings to attack. “Where… where are they?” I asked, quietly. “Near. I can’t… I can’t smell them. It’s as if…” Fiona said, sounding more and more frustrated. “They probably looked your kind up in Granddad’s old journals and found a way to avoid your detection,” Avery replied. “So they know how to fool a werewolf. Great. Do they know all our weaknesses too?” “Probably. It’s not hard with your kind. Pretty basic monstrum stuff. It’s not like we need to recite verses in Latin backwards or to mix a rare herb only found on a single mountain in some Asian country during a blood moon. No, just fire, silver, beheading. Those three tend to work on most basic monstrum.” “Basic? Who are you calling basic? Well… at least those old fashioned weaknesses have been forgotten about finally,” Fiona replied, rolling her eyes. “What old fashioned weaknesses?” Avery asked, too interested in this topic to let it drop, even during this tense standoff. “Like mountain ash or speaking our Christian name.” “Seriously? Those are weaknesses for werewolves?” asked Avery. “Oh… they definitely don’t work. They were just weird.” “It’s like our ability to cross water or having to be invited in, or sunlight…” I interrupted. “Wait… sunlight isn’t a weakness?” Avery asked, seeming shocked. “Ladies? Maybe we should discuss this when we’re not being hunted down by a couple of hunters?” Fiona suggested. “Yeah…” Avery said, turning back and scanning the surrounding area, all whilst Fiona started sniffing the air. It was obvious that neither could smell or see anything. “How do you know…?” I began to ask how they know we’re under attack, but they both quickly cut me off. “I can sense them,” Fiona said. “Same,” Avery added. “Oh… okay… umm… what are we going to do?” I asked. “You, little one, are going to stay here, and stay out of the fighting. They’ll attack any minute now, especially now they know we’re onto them,” Avery said, giving me that look that says ‘Do as I say, or else…’ I didn’t argue, I just nodded. That’s when a dagger flew through the air, heading straight for me… and Avery, with her amazing reflexes, spun around with her foot in the air. Her shoe connected with the handle of the blade, causing it to veer off and narrowly miss my head, plunging into the wooden bench behind me. I stared at the ornate handle of the knife that was sticking out of the bench. It looked old. Like older than me, probably. And it was firmly lodged in the wood, which means the person throwing it must have amazing strength or skill, no normal person could manage that. What the hell do they train these hunters with? “That was close…” Fiona said, preparing herself for any other projectiles. Another dagger flew through the air, narrowly missing Fiona as she spun on the spot, with it piercing the wood on the other side of my head. “They’re aiming directly for her. We have to spot them quickly so we can get in the way of their projectiles!” Fiona growled to Avery. “They’re out of daggers...” Avery replied. “I’m guessing they still have crossbows or whatever shit they’ve fired at her before?” “If I was them… they wouldn’t resort to that. They know both of us can prevent her from being hit by any projectile… what I’d do if I was them… would be to…” Avery went quiet, then quickly turned to face me. Her face looked… worried… but without a moment’s hesitation, she leapt over me and the bench, and out of sight. That’s when I heard her struggling. Fiona went to turn and help Avery, but was quickly ambushed by one of the siblings, who attacked her with a large knife… one that looked like one of those knives you’d cut vines in jungles with. Machetes? I’m not sure. It looked sharp though, like… head-cutting sharp. Fiona narrowly dodged the first swing, jumping back a foot or so, twisting her agile body so that the blade swung across her chest, a mere inch from cutting into her clothing. “Shit!” Fiona cried out in surprise, before her intuition took over and she countered the swing by lowering her body and swinging her leg out, trying to sweep the hunter off his or her feet. Problem was, they were expecting that. They are expertly trained, after all. But Fiona was ready for this, as she spun her leg around, planted it firmly into the ground, then used that leg to launch herself forward, claws first, towards the hunter. They were used to vampires. Vampires are agile creatures. We’re clever. Cunning. We are expert hunters. Even me, a big baby, can hunt if I want to. I just choose not to, as I don’t want to hurt humans. But the instinct is still in me. These hunters have been trained to fight against all that though. They know our tactics, how our brains work… but they don’t know how to fight a werewolf. No matter how much they read up on them, they have zero experience actually fighting one, and even from my little play fights with Grim in the playroom… I know how feral a werewolf can be in a fight. And this hunter… they weren’t ready for Fiona. Fiona plunged her claws into both shoulders of the hunter, knocking them back onto the ground, using her momentum to further slam the hunter into the floor, and then pinning them down with her weight. Growling into their face, the hunter didn’t know how to react. They had been caught off guard, and I doubt they had any weapons or gadgets that could hold off a werewolf like her. “LEAVE HER ALONE!” Fiona growled, her voice becoming more animalistic and guttural, sounding more and more like an actual growl. I feared that maybe she’d end up transforming, which would most likely lead to bloodshed, and whilst I hated these hunters with a passion… Part of me didn’t want to see them die. I don’t like violence, I don’t like death. I just… I just wish they’d leave me alone… leave all vampires and monstrum alone. “NEVER!” the hunter cried back in pain. From her voice, it was clear that it was Avery’s sister, the female of the two siblings. She cried out in pain again as Fiona growled one more time, trying to scare her into backing off. I hurriedly turned to Avery, to see how she was doing, to check if she was okay and if she was handling her brother alright… when I started panicking. She was lying on her back, holding her arm and looking like she was in a lot of pain. I think her brother must have swung his blade at her, and she wasn’t fast enough. But from the fact she wasn’t screaming in pain… surely that meant that it can’t be that bad… right? The blade in question was laying on the floor, nearby. Avery must have knocked it out of her brother’s hand during the fight, after she was wounded, and he was stumbling over to get it. The way he shuffled looked like it definitely hadn’t been just Avery getting hurt, that she must have gotten some hits in, as he clutched his chest, gasping for air. And as he walked over to his blade, I… I felt powerless. I wanted to help. But… they said not to get involved. But… Avery… That’s when a cry filled the air, and I shot around to see Fiona holding her wolf-like fingernails… that genuinely looked like claws at this point, digging into the hunter’s neck. Not fully, but enough for the girl to cry out in pain. This alerted her sibling, distracting him from his fight with Avery, causing him to give up his pursuit of his blade, and instead pull out a small, one-handed crossbow, and pointing it at Fiona, his arms wavering. He tried concentrating to steady his aim, but he clearly found it difficult with the pain he was in and how exhausted he was after his tussle with his sister. Taking a deep breath… I could hear his heart begin to steady… and his arm became still… and his finger, teasing the trigger… …Fired. I know they told me to hold back. I know they told me to hide, and stay out of it. That they’d defend me… …But I couldn’t let her get hurt. Not defending me. It was bad enough seeing Avery in pain, holding the knife wound on her arm. If this hunter hit Fiona… it would be over for her. And I refuse to let that happen to either of them. I know I’m not considered one of the ‘strong’ ones of our group, just because I usually back down out of fights, but I’m not helpless! I’m not just some baby who will stand by and let something like this happen to her Mummy! Not when I’ve finally found some semblance of happiness! I’m not having fate decide my partner like this! I REFUSE! So I ignored all instructions… and leapt. Tackling Fiona, tearing her away from the pinned hunter she kept out of the fight, I crashed to the floor, my arms wrapped around this woman that I loved, holding onto her. Fiona released my grip and climbed to her knees to see who had tackled her suddenly, thinking it was probably the other hunter, but backing off as soon as she saw it was me. “Lucy… what did I…” “I… couldn’t let him… hurt you…” I replied, smiling up at her, feeling a warmth in my heart. But as the warmth in my heart grew… my body felt… colder. “LUCY? LUCY!” ======================================================= 💀 Just a heads up: All three chapters of my new commissioned short story about Nessa from Little in Love are available on my Subscribestar as an exclusive. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== 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 (or even have a chance at commissioning one when I add the tier for them!), why don't you check out my SubscribeStar! 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Yeah I do it a lot. I may have put a lot of myself into Lucy And nah, I'm sooooo bad at souls games. I've been playing Final Fantasy XIV: Dawntrail 😊

Chapter 22: Tracking Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess Avery was quick. A lot quicker than I had expected. But I was quicker. At first I didn’t know where to go, as the streets appeared deserted. But as I turned a corner… I could smell her scent. Not her perfume, and not the smell her body and clothes give off. If I was a werewolf, then yeah… I could track that. But being a vampire, I could smell… her blood. Every human smells distinctly different. Some are more similar than others, but most have a slight distinction in the way their blood smells. And if you can get closer, the sound of their heartbeat. Some smell exactly the same, usually siblings with the same parents. A mother would smell slightly different from their child, but a sibling of that same child would smell exactly the same. And as I’ve had recent exposure to not only Avery, but her siblings, the scent of their blood was recent enough that I could remember it… and track it. So as I walked the streets, often heading one way, then having to double back and head a different way because the smell disappeared, I made my way through this district of the city, eliminating streets as I went along, trying to find Avery before anything happened to her. I had to tell her I was okay, that she shouldn’t feel bad. That neither of them should. That I’m the problem. It was dark out now, thankfully, which meant I didn’t need my umbrella or any clothing that would cover my skin from the sun. And as I stared up at the slowly rising moon, I realised that today has been the most chaotic, most hectic day I’ve had in a long time. To think… all that bullshit with the lipstick mark was earlier today… And in that time I’ve been rejected multiple times, ruined two relationships, nearly been killed… again, and ran away for my life… again. I swear, whatever happens, I’m going to need to crash for a few days to recover from all this shit. But for now, I kept my mind focused on finding Avery, as not only did I want to fix the situation, I also wanted to get her back to the Sanctuary. Because if her siblings have tracked her once, they could probably track her again. And even if that leads them to the Sanctuary… we can defend ourselves better there. I sniffed the air as I passed the nearest park to the Sanctuary, and the scent was getting stronger. A few more sniffs and I determined that the smell was coming from the park itself. Sure, I’m clever for using my nose to track her scent, but I’m an idiot for not realising that I could hear her crying on a nearby bench, sitting in plain sight. I was so focused on trying to sniff her out, that I completely missed the obvious. But hey, at least my sense of smell got me to the park, so I wasn’t completely stupid… Rushing over to the park bench, Avery quickly put up her guard when she realised she wasn’t alone. But when she saw me, she dropped it instantly. “...Lucy?” she asked, wiping the tears from her soft, pale cheeks. “What are you doing here? Why aren’t you back at the Sanctuary?” “I was… I was worried about you…” I replied. “But it’s dangerous! My siblings are after you! You shouldn’t be out here!” “But I was worried about you!” I repeated, louder and more passionately. “Oh hun… come here,” she said, waving me over. I didn’t hesitate for even a second as I rushed over, into her arms, as she lovingly wrapped them around me and pulled me close to her chest. “You shouldn’t worry about me,” she whispered. “But you ran off… I… I’m sorry.” “For what?” she asked, pulling back a bit and staring down at me. “For being… me.” “Never apologise for being you, sweetpea. You are amazing. Kind. Loyal. Thoughtful. Loving. You are wonderful, and you’ve got nothing to apologise for.” “But I can’t decide between…” “Between two Mummies who love you very much? That isn’t for you to worry about. It’s not your job to decide, it’s our job to show you what kinds of Mummies we are, so you know exactly who is best for you.” “But one of you…” “Will get hurt?” she cut me off, knowing exactly what I was going to say. “I know. And I’m starting to feel like it’s probably going to be me…” “Why? You’re amazing!” “Yes, but that Fiona woman… She's like you. She’s monstrum. She’s not a hunter. And… she doesn’t have siblings trying to kill you.” “That I know of…” I joked, trying to lighten the mood. It was a relief when she started smiling and laughing. “Fine, that you know of,” she said, kissing my forehead. “But you and her have so much more in common…” “But you’re just as good of a Mummy as her! You’re both wonderful!” “That’s sweet of you to say, hun. But… you’re probably better off staying away from me. Otherwise my siblings will get to you eventually… and if I can’t stop them…” “Then we’ll deal with it!” “You’re really not giving up on me, are you?” she grinned, wiping another tear from the corner of her eye. “No! That is… if you haven’t given up on me yet…” “Hell no! I haven’t felt this connection with anyone in a long time… but… sweetie, I have to ask… what about Fiona?” “What about her?” I asked. “What happened before you followed me here? Why didn’t you go after Fiona?” “Because she went back to her room. She’s safe… even if she’s upset. Plus Beatrice seems to know her somehow, and she offered to help calm her down. And seeing as no one there knows you…” “You figured you’d be the best to talk me down and lead me back to the Sanctuary?” “How…?” “Did I know you wanted me to return? Oh hun, it’s obvious. I know the danger my siblings are causing by lurking about in the shadows, and I know that the Sanctuary is the safest place for your kind. But I’m human… and it would just be awkward if both of your potential Mummies were in the same building with you…” “Shush! You hafta return with me! Before…” A heard a rustling coming from behind, the sound of boots treading on the gravel footpath. And before we could turn, a voice came out from the darkness. “Before you get found…” Avery jumped up from her seat on the bench and instinctively pulled me behind her to keep me safe. “Don’t you dare…” she growled out towards the darkness. “Hurt her? I wouldn’t dare!” the voice replied. The voice didn’t sound like the hunters… but like… “Fiona?” I called out. “Hey, munchkin,” Fiona said, slowly walking out of the shadows. “Fiona? What are you doing here?” “Trix told me you ran after the hunter. I came to make sure you both got back. I… was worried about you.” Avery started to finally let her guard down. “Both got back? So…?” “So I’d rather have a discussion with you, once emotions have calmed and we’re out of danger, regarding Lucy’s future… with us.” “So you’re…” “Oh I’m still pissed with you, you’ve put her in danger. And now you’ve led her out here, even if you didn’t mean to, putting her in even more danger.” “I didn’t kn…” “You should have known she’d follow you!” Fiona cried out, interrupting Avery. “I didn’t actually…” Avery laughed, awkwardly. “...I thought she’d go after you.” “She went after you because you’re a stupid human who has gone out of the safety of the Sanctuary when you have two hunters after you!” “I can handle them…” “Sure. Maybe you can. But she didn't know that. And you can’t guarantee Lucy will be safe out here.” “And you can?” “...No,” Fiona sighed. “Then…” “But I think you can agree that the best course of action is to keep her safe at the Sanctuary.” “I… I agree. But then I’m going to leav…” I gripped onto Avery’s hand, tightly, and shook my head. “I don’t think you’re going anywhere, hunter,” Fiona grinned, nodding down towards me. “I guess I’m not,” Avery finally eased up a bit and smiled. “How did you find us?” I asked Fiona. “Werewolf nose. Better than your silly little vampire tracking rubbish.” “Ah… yeah…” “So come on, let's get you both back to the Sanctuary. We can calm down… and then we can discuss this properly. Because this is complicated and it’s not fair on any of us.” I felt guilty. I knew they were trying to make it out like it wasn’t fair on me… but it’s my fault. I’m the issue, I’m the one who should have chosen a long time ago. It’s not fair on them. “Okay. I… I’m sorry.” Avery apologised to Fiona. “For what?” Fiona asked. “For my reaction back at the Sanctuary. And for putting the little one in danger. And…” “Shush. I’m sorry too. Lucy probably feels sorry too. We’re all sorry. Just… let’s go, okay? It’s cold and I don’t want to be caught by some hunters on our way back to the Sanctuary.” Avery nodded and gripped my hand as we followed behind Fiona. As we were leaving the park, there was an awkward silence. That’s when Avery nudged me slightly and nodded to Fiona’s hand, the one that was swaying back and forth, the one closest to us. “Grab it. Trust me!” she whispered to me. “I…” Avery nudged me again, so I took a deep breath and lunged forward, grabbing Fiona’s hand and wrapping my fingers around hers. “Oh… I…” Fiona seemed startled by this, and I was about to let go because I didn’t want to make her feel bad or anything… when she squeezed my hand tightly and prevented me from releasing my grip. “Okay then.” Walking between these two beautiful women, both having one hand of mine each… I felt so little in this moment. If it wasn’t for the anxiety, stress and potential risk of being outside when I’m being hunted… I would’ve slipped straight into littlespace. We continued walking towards the first street back to the Sanctuary, having just left the park a few yards back, when I felt like I should break this awkwardness. “F… Fiona?” I asked. “Yes hun?” she replied, sounding a lot less upset than earlier. “Why… Why did you say you didn’t know Beatrice?” “When?” “Back when I first met you. In person that is.” “Did I? I… oh yes! Sorry, I did, didn’t I?” “So why did you lie?” “You see, sweetie… I didn’t lie.” “But you said you didn’t know her, when you clearly do… she called you Fifi!” Avery snort-laughed at this, which made Fiona stare at her with all the fury of a rabid werewolf, making the poor human back down and try to stifle her laughter as best as possible. “Well…” Fiona said, trying to calm her emotions. “I didn’t know her as Beatrice back then. She… she was a friend of my ex. We got on well, and I only knew her as Trix. I never considered she’d be the Beatrice that I had heard all those stories about. I never put two and two together.” “So you only knew her as ‘Trix’?” “Yeah. And back then… I thought she was pure and innocent… and not kinky in the slightest!” Now it was my turn to laugh. Beatrice… not kinky… of all the things! “Is it ‘laugh at the wolf’ day?” she asked, with a very unimpressed expression on her face. “Just that… Bea is anything but vanilla…” I replied, giggling slightly still. “Yeah, I can see that now, now I know that she’s the Beatrice I’ve heard so much about! She convinced both me and my ex that she was pure and innocent. I can’t believe she’s into ageplay!” “Oh she’s not. She just babysits sometimes. She’s a good Auntie.” “Oh she is, is she?” Fiona laughed. “Wow… that I’ll have to see.” “So were you not…? What about your ex?” “We were both kinky, but we were very closeted with it. We didn’t even share it with Trix. We didn’t have any ties to the community and didn’t go looking for friends or anything. She was my little… and…” Fiona sounded like she was about to cry, or at the very least, was getting very upset. “You don’t have to tell us if you don’t want to.” “It’s okay, sweetie. I just… she wasn’t faithful. She… betrayed me and it’s why I’ve found it hard to open up and trust someone again. She… she was the only person I turned too. So after that, I vowed never to turn another person.” “I’ve had someone cheat on me before. It sucks!” Avery chimed in finally. “It’s the worst, isn’t it?” These two… they actually sounded like they were getting on. It sucked that this was the thing that they were bonding over… but at least it was something! But just as they were agreeing and showing signs of mutual respect and not-quite-friendship… the two of them both froze in place, each of them placing a hand on me and pushing me back… …As if they were defending me… again. ======================================================= As promised, today's chapter! 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Chapter 21: Visitor Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “Can… Can you give me a minute?” I asked Fiona, as I quickly got up and went to follow my friends back downstairs. “Sure, but… who is it?” she asked. “No idea…” I lied. I knew exactly who it was. No one ever calls for me, no one else would know to specifically call for me here… so no… this was Avery for sure. But I felt like it may ruin everything right now with Fiona if I tell her that the other woman I’m seeing is right downstairs… interrupting our date. “Well hurry back up, I need my little cuddle-buddy!” she smiled at me, looking… hurt. I think she knew who was downstairs, but didn’t want to say anything. Which just added to the guilt I was already feeling. So I just nodded in reply, and awkwardly waddled out of the hotel room we were using, grabbing my adult clothes and trying to catch up with my friends piling into the elevator at the end of the corridor. “So… who is it downstairs?” Nia asked, oblivious to the obvious as we descended in the elevator to the ground floor. During the descent I changed into my adult clothes, holding the footed sleeper in my arms. Everyone looked away as I did… except Nia of course, who kept trying to peek. “The human…” Grim whispered. “SHIT! SERIOUSLY?” “Nia…” Victoria warned her. She didn’t need any other words or anything… she was honestly so amazing at putting Nia in her place. I don’t think even Beth can stop Nia’s brattiness when she’s gotten started, which makes Vic really intimidating sometimes. Nia suddenly calmed down and looked down at the floor, embarrassed. “Sowwy…” “Grim? Do you know why she’s here?” I asked. “She was worried about you, apparently,” he replied, shrugging. “Ugh… this is the worst timing!” “Oh this love triangle is getting even better!” Nia grinned. “Nia… you’re not helping…” Vic admonished her. “I know but…” “It’s not even a love triangle anyway! Surely a love triangle would imply there's some kind of relationship between those two? Because all three points connect to each other, so why would it be shaped like a triangle? It’s more of a… love… angle?” I suggested, realising it sounded stupid. But hey, I’m not wrong about the ‘love triangle’ term! It’s stupid and overused and… and… it’s technically incorrect! “Love angle?” scoffed Nia. “Love arrow then? Love umm… what shape would it be?” I tried visually showing what the connection looked like with my fingers… but everyone just shrugged. “It’s a confusing mess, that’s what it is…” Vic said, rolling her eyes at us all. “I hope you decide which one you intend to further your relationship with soon, for their sake.” Okay… that hurt. I already felt bad about leading both along with all this shit, especially now both are involved with this whole ‘hunter’ business… but I’ve even got my friends telling me off now! “I know…” “Do you though, Little Luce?” she looked down at me, judging me… and suddenly I felt two feet tall. “These women are risking their lives for you, and you can’t even decide which one you like the most…” “I… I’m sorry…” “Vic… that’s a little harsh, isn’t it?” Nia interrupted, sounding a lot less bratty and childish than she had just a moment ago. And a lot more serious. It was also rare that Nia used her girlfriend’s actual name, as the majority of the time she just called her Mummy, so it was clear that Vic had maybe crossed a line that even Nia wasn’t happy with. “No sweetie. Lucy is putting off a difficult choice, in the hope that the universe will pick for her. And one of these women is going to get hurt in the end. Surely it’s best to choose now and save the other from the pain. The closer you get to them, the more it’ll hurt them when you drop them for the other…” The elevator stopped, and the doors opened, and I used that opportunity to rush out before I felt even worse about my situation. She wasn’t wrong though, that’s why it hurt so much. I was leading them both on… and I was going to hurt one… if not both… of them. Maybe… maybe… maybe I shouldn’t have eith… “LUCY!” a cry of relief was shouted from the other side of the lobby, as a figure rushed over to me and hugged me tightly. “I… hi…” I said to Avery, my words muffled by her sweater that my face was currently being squeezed again. “Why… why are you here?” “Because you weren’t answering your texts!” she replied, sounding worried. “I… oh… sorry…” “My siblings contacted me shortly after you and I hung up, and they gave me ‘one last warning’ to stay away from you, as they were going to hunt you down and kill you. So I tried getting in touch with you, but you weren’t answering. Which made me worry that they had found you here…” “Sorry for making you worry… I…” Before I could finish my sentence, a voice I wasn’t expecting came from behind us. “So you came here? Potentially leading them back to the Sanctuary?” they said, angrily. I spun around, Avery’s arms still wrapped around me, to see… …Fiona. “Fi…” Fiona was standing there, outside the other elevator, with her arms crossed. She looked pissed. Eyeing Avery up and down, clearly judging every aspect of her… I could feel the tension in the air. “So you’re the other woman…” she growled. This… this was my worst nightmare. This was it. This was the end of everything. I thought that maybe… just maybe… if their paths didn’t cross… that maybe they wouldn’t hate me and I’d still end up with one of them. But this, this was probably going to end in disaster… and I’d probably lose both. Tears started forming in the corners of my eyes as the two caregivers stared daggers at each other, all whilst my friends slowly backed off, out of the way, into the other room, as they tried to hide. “I think we should leave, Nia… let’s go home… we have a lot of… umm… stuff… to do…” Vic said to her girlfriend, extremely awkwardly, as Nia nodded and took her hand… both of them leaving out of the back entrance towards the parking lot. I didn’t know what to do. Grim had left me too, probably running for his life. Or maybe to get Beth so she can try and mediate what was probably going to be a colossal fight. “I made sure I wasn’t followed!” Avery finally spoke up, defending herself. “Like you made sure she was safe when you were out earlier?” Fiona snapped back at her. She sounded like a very overprotective Mama Bear right now, and it was scary. “I wasn’t expecting my siblings then. I am now.” “And how can you be sure you weren’t followed?” Fiona asked. “Because I was trained alongside them. I know how they think, how they hunt. I know how to lose people who are following me.” “Oh and remind me… how did you learn that? Oh wait… because you’re a hunter!” “I’m not a hunter! I’ve never hurt or killed any monstrum!” Avery cried back at her, sounding hurt by the accusation that she would ever harm anyone. “But you were trained by people who have. Trained with the people currently hunting Lucy…” “Yes. I’m not ashamed of my upbringing. My parents…” “Your parents are hunters!” growled Fiona. “No, they’re not! My Grandfather was. My parents were monstrum allies. They…” “Didn’t stop you being trained in the family trade…” “Because they DIED!” Avery screamed back at Fiona, who looked really guilty all of a sudden. “And hey, what about you? You saw one lipstick mark and then ran for the hills? You know how sensitive this poor girl is! How much she’d internalise this. If you didn’t abandon her because of a silly mistake, she wouldn’t have called me, and we wouldn’t have gone out looking for food!” “So now it’s MY fault that you brought trouble to her life?” “I didn’t!” Avery snapped at her. “I defended her when she needed defending!” “And I had to shelter her when you lost her!” I hadn’t seen either of these two angry before… and it was scaring me. Especially as I was currently being caught in the middle, and as Avery said… I’m very sensitive to negative emotions. The tears had gone from building up in the corner of my eyes… to full on streaming… as I wanted to scream at them both, to order them to stop fighting. But it was no use. I’m already as quiet as a mouse, and these two looked like they were ready to kill each other at this point. “P… please… please stop…” I mumbled. But neither of them heard me. “You put her in danger, and now you risk bringing them directly here?” “I told you, I wasn’t followed!” “You think you weren’t. Forgive me if I don’t believe the word of a HUNTER.” I could feel Avery’s muscles tense up. She was ready for a fight. And I’m not sure who would win. “Do you think I care what a mongrel like you thinks?” Avery wasn’t helping at this point, she was just getting Fiona more and more pissed off. “She deserves better than a human with no regard for her safety!” “And you think you’re better?” Avery growled back at her. “Clearly better than you… human.” “Call me human one more time…” I was about to collapse to my knees. It was all too much. I couldn’t take anymore arguing. I was going to lose them both… That was until someone stepped in. “Back down. NOW!” Beatrice’s voice echoed through the lobby as she stood in the doorway to the rest of the hotel, with her sister standing beside her. “Stay out of it…” Fiona growled, not realising who she was talking to. “Fifi…” Beatrice growled back at her. That’s when Fiona realised who it was that was ordering her to back off, and her eyes opened wide in shock. “Trix?” “You know each other?” Beth asked her sister. “You could have told me Lucy is dating my friend’s ex. Or… well… ex-friend’s ex.” Bea said to Beth, rolling her eyes back at her sister. “Trix, your sis is the owner of the Sanctuary? Wait… are you the Beatrice? What the fuck?” Fiona replied, as if she knew Beatrice somehow. But apparently she didn’t know she was ‘the’ Beatrice that everyone knows about. For some reason she only knows her as ‘Trix’. Which meant I had a ridiculous amount of questions for the pair of them if all this ever blows over… “I could say the same thing. Since when have you been into ageplay? If I had known, I could have set you up in the community a long time ago. But after everything that happened with… you know… you just dropped off the radar and we never kept in contact. I was worried about you!” “I was hurt. Didn’t know who to trust…” Fiona looked around, upset. “Well I’m sorry for not being there for you. But Fifi… you need to back off. Now.” “Why? This human hunter bitch is putting Lucy in danger!” “Is that true?” Beatrice turned to Avery, who still had her arms around me. “I made sure I wasn’t followed by my siblings!” “Siblings? Ugh… I’m going to wish I didn’t walk into this, aren’t I?” sighed Beatrice, as she took a deep breath. “Look, ladies… I don’t give a fuck who is who, or what relations you may have. I just know that you’re both upsetting Lucy right now. I mean come on, look at the poor girl! You’ve been arguing like an old married couple for five minutes now and not one of you has checked in on her. She’s crying for fuck sake!” Both caregivers looked at me and went ‘oh’. “I’m… I’m sorry. I…” Fiona said, looking guilty. “I’m just going to grab my stuff and get out of here…” Fiona turned and walked straight back into the elevator… and I could feel my heart breaking. But what shattered it into a million pieces… was when Avery then removed her arms from me and backed off slowly. “I think I should just leave,” she said, as she began welling up. “N… no…” I whimpered, barely making a noise. “Sorry… I’m a liability…” Her voice cracked as she ran towards the front door, barrelling into it and disappearing outside. This… this was my biggest fear. Losing both of them. I knew it would happen, but I tried my best to prevent it. It’s why I tried my best to not let them interact or talk or anything. It was already bad that they knew about each other, but I didn’t want it going any further than that. And all this because I can’t make a fucking decision! Beatrice walked over to me and wrapped her arms around me as I burst out into tears, sobbing and moaning into her chest, all over my catastrophic fuck up. “Sweetie. There there. It’s okay…” she whispered down to me, stroking my hair gently. “I fucked everything up…” I sobbed into her. “It’s fixable. Trust me. I know Fiona. And that Avery woman… she seems like she just feels guilty.” “I don’t know what to do… I’m going to lose both of them!” “Well… which one do you want to be with most? That’s the person you should go to right now.” “I… I can’t decide! I like both of them! I’m in love with both of them!” “Love? Are you sure about that?” Beatrice asked, surprised by my answer. “I… I think so… I… I’ve never felt this strongly about anyone before…” “Right then. Let’s work together. I’m not letting you lose them. Not yet. I know! Seeing as I know Fiona relatively well… I’ll go talk to her, prevent her from leaving just yet. You text or call Avery, and ask her to come back.” I had a bad feeling in the bottom of my stomach, as if something bad was going to happen with Avery. “I… I should go get her…” “No hun, we’re still on lockdown…” Beth said, walking over and joining us. “But… that just means she’s in danger out there!” I argued. I couldn’t ignore this feeling, I needed to get her and persuade her to come back. “So call her, and tell her to get…” They were making sense, but… I had a bad feeling… “No! She’s in danger! She’s upset, so she won’t be checking her texts or even her phone!” I wasn’t lying. I know after what just happened, checking her phone would be the last thing she’d want to do. “Lucy… n…” Before they could tell me off, before they could tell me to drop it and stay, before they could grab my arm and physically stop me… I disregarded every warning they made, every bit of sensibility… and dashed past them, dropping my footed sleeper on the floor, running down the hallway and crashing through the front door of the hotel, rushing to catch up with Avery. ======================================================= Sorry I didn't post on Sunday, been super busy the past week. 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Chapter 20: Brat Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess I began stirring from this deep slumber as I felt the ground beneath me moving. Wait… no… it wasn’t the ground… It was Fiona. She began squirming about underneath me, which caused me to wake. “Oh, sorry baby! Did I disturb you?” she whispered down to me. “I… no, it’s okay… how long was I out?” I asked, my voice sounding rough after sleeping, like it always does. “A good hour or so. I made it through a movie, albeit a short one.” “Oh no! Did I leave you with the…” “Thankfully, you left the remote control nearby when you fell asleep,” she replied before I could finish my sentence. “So I’ve been watching this murder mystery whilst you’ve been napping on me. Which… might I add… was adorable!” “The murder mystery was adorable?” “No, you are! Silly!” I blushed and buried my face into her chest, before awkwardly rolling off her. “Nu adorble…” I mumbled. “Right, now that that cute lil padded butt has freed me, I can quickly use the bathroom! I’ve been dying for a piss for an hour!” she laughed, standing up and stretching her limbs. “Sowwy… but also I… I need to go too…” “To the bathroom? Oh sweetie…” I knew what was coming next, but it still made the butterflies and the squirminess take over my body as she said it. “...You’re wearing your bathroom.” “Eeeeeek!” I squealed, grabbing a nearby otter stuffie and shoving my face into it to try and hide the redness that was most likely rapidly spreading across it. “Right, be good, use your nappy, and Mummy will be back soon,” she said, turning to the bathroom, but then quickly turned back to look at me. “Sorry… didn’t mean to use that name… I…” “It’s okay… I guess we’re seeing if it fits anyway…” “You can call the other Mummy it too then. Until you decide who to choose, of course. Make it even. That fair?” “Uh huh!” I replied, as she smiled and walked into the bathroom. One of these two women vying for my heart was going to become my Mummy, that was certain. That is… if I don’t fuck everything up. And I really do feel strongly about both of them. So yeah… it didn’t bother me that she called herself that. It actually felt… nice. Like… it was meant to be. But then will I get the same feeling with Avery? Maybe that would be it! Maybe that would be the way I could tell which one I want to be with! Though if it’s the same with her… then I’m back to square one. Normally I’d feel weird if someone started calling themselves Mummy or Daddy too early in a relationship, even if it wasn’t my own relationship, but this… this did genuinely feel right. She was gone for a few minutes, before I heard the toilet flushing and the taps running. I really did need to pee… and I wanted to be a good girl for her… so… Focusing as hard as I could, I pressed myself, trying to push something out into my nappy… but nothing. Bone dry down there. I knew I really needed to pee, but for some reason, I couldn’t. And it wasn’t stage fright or pressure, I’ve wet myself at many littles events and in front of my friends. I have no issue going. If anything… The issue is staying dry usually! But no, for some reason… I just couldn’t wet my nappy. “D’awww, does the baby need to go poopy?” Fiona said, taking me by surprise. So much so that I fell backwards, onto my padded butt. “I… no! I… just couldn’t go…” I replied, flustered. “That’s okay, baby girl. You’ll wet it eventually…” she grinned, making the butterflies flutter around my tummy faster than ever. “Now, come snuggle up with me and maybe we can actually watch something together, maybe chat a bit. I’d like to think I’ve gotten to know big Lucy… I’d like to chat to little Lucy for a bit, ‘kay?” I blushed and nodded, smiling up at the very gorgeous, more masc-presenting, werewolf Mummy that stood in front of me. I swear this woman had an aura that just made me want to kneel at her feet and worship her. Which was weird, as Avery is clearly the more dominant one. Sitting back down in the blanket fort, Fiona waved me over to snuggle with her, so I didn’t even take a second to hesitate before I quickly crawled over and snuggled up by her side. “Comfy?” she asked. “Uh huh.” “So…” “Soooo…” There was this awkward pause where we both didn’t know what to say or do, before I realised I hadn’t asked the important question… “I…” I muttered, hesitant about asking it. “What is it, baby?” “What did Beth say to you?” “In regards to your punishment?” she grinned. “I… hmph! I mean in general, but yes, I suppose that too…” “Well I’m a woman of my word, I can’t tell you about your punishment, though I can say you won’t enjoy it. But it’s not horrible, I’ll tell you that. As for what we talked about… she did the whole ‘overprotective friend’ routine on me.” “Sorry…” “Oh don’t be! I’m glad you’ve got such amazing friends who would do anything for you! And… It was nice to see that Beth is the woman I’ve heard about. The tales were not lying.” “The tales?” “I’ll tell you about them in the future. But I’ll just say that people really admire her, and I was not disappointed. She told me a bit about you, how anxious and isolated you are, how…” “Sorry…” I interrupted, feeling bad. Beth had told her all my bad points. So no doubt she’s going to want to run soon… “Shhhh, sweetie. Just means you’re a sensitive, precious little baby who needs lots of love and care.” My heart had never felt happier as I buried my face back into her chest once again. “I…” “She told me that you’ve spent a lot of time alone. You’ve had friends, but never partners… why is that?” “I’ve had some. But… They were not nice people. Messed me about. Made me feel bad.” “Oh hun, no wonder you’re so hesitant about choosing between me and the other woman. You want to make sure you don’t make the wrong decision again, aren’t you?” “Did… did Beth say that?” “No, though thinking back, she did hint at it. I put it together just now, and sweetie… this isn’t going to scare me off, okay? I’m still a thousand percent interested in you. A thousand and one percent in fact!” “But… that’s…” “Shhh… Let me dote on you. Seriously, you’re a wonderful little girl. And if I have to, I will fight that other woman for you.” “Please don’t!” I cried out. “I’m only joking, lil pup. But seriously, you’re worth fighting for. Even if you can’t see it. So don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere.” “Fank you…” I blushed, looking up at her, staring into her beautiful, dazzling eyes. “So… what else did you…?” “Well aren’t you a nosy little pup?” she grinned at me, nuzzling her nose against mine. “I… No! I jus…” Before I got too flustered, she placed her hand on top of my head and tousled my hair, making me fidget around, trying to stop her. “Sweetie, it’s okay! It’s normal for little girls to be interested in what grown ups talk about…” she teased. “But yes, we talked a bit. She told me about the community she leads, about the munches and the events she runs. She told me that you and your friends attend, and that it took you a long time to open up and socialise with more littles…” “I… uh huh…” “And she also told me that I’m welcome, even if you and I don’t work out.” “Good. Cus… I dun wan you avoiding the community if we don’t… I mean… You’re an awesome Mummy, and whoever gets to be your little one is very lucky indeed…” “Well thank you, sweetpea. But we’ll worry about that if it comes to it. Either way, she told me all about the events, what actually goes on at them, her relationship with Susie, basically… I think she was introducing me to the group.” “Then wow…” I replied, my mouth open in shock. “What?” Fiona asked. “Then she really likes you. She is usually very hesitant about introducing people into our inner circle.” “There’s an inner circle?” she asked. “Uh huh. Her and Susie, Vic and Nia, Abs and Grim and sometimes their partners… and me. And now you!” “What about… Medusa?” “Meddy is like the next layer of the circle. We hang out with her at events sometimes, but outside of those… she doesn’t come to munches or anything and she mostly hangs out with her own circle of littles.” “Oh okay… I’ve got a lot to learn about the social circles of this community. Honestly… it’s a teensy bit overwhelming, in fact it’s one of the things that has kept me from trying to introduce myself in the past. It’s why I’ve kept it to relationships with littles who don’t attend the Sanctuary events.” “Well now you’re in, and you’re in the best circle!” “Even if you pick the other woman?” “If… if you’re okay with… umm…” “I guess we’ll have to wait and see,” she smiled at me, weakly. As if the air had been let out of her… she looked deflated. Not wanting to sour the mood, I quickly reached up and instinctively kissed her on the cheek, softly. “D’aww! What was that for, little one?” There it was. The mood had been unsoured in an instant. Her face lit up as soon as I smooched it. “Been wanting to do it for a while…” “Well…” she said, which sounded a little growl-y… “Well?” I replied, innocently. “Well if you’re allowed to do what you’ve been wanting to do for a while…” she grinned at me, edging closer and closer, until she was hovering over me, looking down into my eyes… like I was prey. “I… umm…” She lunged for me, planting her lips on mine… and I was about to lose myself in the moment… when I heard the door unlock with a beep, as if someone had used a card. “SUP BITCHES!” A bag flew across the room, hitting me in the face and knocking me down, whilst Fiona jumped to her feet, readying herself to defend me. “Ooops… Sorry Luce! My aim has been off all day…” a familiar voice said from the doorway as I was sitting up, recovering from the sudden ambush. “Who…” was all Fiona could say before the intruder cut them off. “So you’re the wolfgirl…” “Nia… play nice…” I growled at my crimson skinned friend, who stood there in a cheerleader uniform. “Wait… why are you…?” “Dressed like a slutty cheerleader? Well I WAS having some fun feeding time with Vic, until Susie texted me and told me all about the attack. So we rushed over here to protect you...” “We’re in the Sanctuary, we don’t need…” “...And maybe check out the hot wolf you’ve been flirting with…” Nia grinned. “I… I assume by the crimson skin, black tail and horns, and the cocky attitude… you’re Nia, the demon-slash-angel-slash-brat?” Fiona asked, raising her eyebrow at my close friend. “Awwww! She told you about me? Luce… I knew you loved me!” Nia grinned, as if she was proud of the brat part. Which… to be fair… she was. “Fiona…” I said, sighing. “Fiona, this is Nia, one of my best friends. Nia, this is Fiona… my… date.” Fiona walked slowly over to my demonic friend. A friend, who might I add, looked adorable in her little pink and white cheerleader uniform… which very much did not hide the thick padding underneath the skirt. Standing over the brat, Fiona looked her up and down, grinning. “Oh I can’t wait to meet the woman who tamed this brat…” was all she said. And that was all that was needed to set Nia’s bratty side off. Tail standing up on end, eyes narrowing as she stared up at the red-haired domme, fists clenching… Nia was about to burst. Nia, you see, is a brat. That much is obvious. She might just be one of the biggest brats I know. But she still shares the same trait that all brats have… they melt under even the slightest amount of pressure. And I could tell Nia wanted to brat hard against Fiona. And maybe she would be too much brat for Fiona to handle… but before we could find out, another person stepped into the hotel room. “Nia…” Victoria growled. In an instant, Nia backed down, like a puppy being told off, as she huffed and shuffled over to her girlfriend quickly, grabbing her arm and going quiet. “Oh wow… you’re going to have to teach me that. You must be… Victoria, right?” Fiona asked the other domme in the room. “That I am. And you must be Fiona. I’ve heard a lot about you, mostly from Beth and the chatter these little ones make to each other. It’s a pleasure to meet you!” “Likewise! I… so you’re… umm…” Now it was Fiona’s turn to look awkward and nervous. “Human? Yup. But don’t worry, these lot don’t treat me like one. Oh and you don’t need me to teach you anything…” “Why not?” Fiona asked. “Because Lucy is the most well behaved little girl I know. The only time you’ll ever have to spank her is if you want to or she wants you to. In all the time I’ve known her… she’s never earned a single spanking. Except when she makes stupid decisions… like introducing an unknown human to the Sanctuary without permission…” Victoria growled at me, making me melt… but also cower in fear behind a stuffie. “Sowwy…” I mumbled. “I know hun. I assume Fiona knows about the punishment?” “Beth told me all about it.” Fiona replied. “Oh it’s going to be so much fun!” Vic smiled at me, as did Nia… which makes me think even Nia knows what Beth is planning! “Well we’ll leave you to it, we’re just here because we were worried. I think we’ll stick around for a while though, it’ll be nice to catch up with Beth. Come along, Nia, I think you’ve earned yourself a punishment for barging in…” I couldn’t tell if Nia was excited or nervous about this punishment, as her tail seemed to have a mind of its own and could be swishing about for either reason. “Oh and Fiona? When you come downstairs, you should come chat with Beth and I. I’d love to get to know you properly, and not just from what I’ve been told,” Victoria smiled warmly at her. “Likewise. Yeah, don’t worry. And thank you, we’ll see you soon.” Vic was leaving the room with Nia clinging to her arm, and Fiona was turning to me, smiling nervously after suddenly being thrust into meeting more of my friends… when Grim rushed into the doorway, panting. Sniffing the air, he looked at Fiona and waved. “I… umm… sorry… But… umm… you weren’t answering your phone. Umm… Lucy?” he said, panting heavily. “Yeah?” I asked. “You… umm… have another visitor…” ======================================================= Sunday's chapter may be a bit late in the day, or maybe even the day after. Sorry. New expansion of a game I love is out and I'm going to be busy all weekend! I'll try to find a bit of time to post the chapter as soon as I can on Sunday. Maybe it'll be super early on Sunday morning, we'll see. Also mwhahahaha... it's never gonna be easy for Lucy, is it? 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