typicalrussianparent

Katya shook her head and giggled. "Nothing, Zee, nothing!" She promised and held her hands up innocently. "I just... I thought you look so nice in that outfit." She murmured. "And I'm glad you're alright." She added on, reaching out and gently wiping some oatmeal from her chin. "There we are." She said softly. "Now. Don't forget to have your little chocolate! It's the best part of breakfast!"

Anya chuckled watching the girl start pushing even harder. "Slow down there, princess, you don't want to hurt yourself!" She whispered and held her hands tightly. Once the damage was done, Anya let out a sigh of relief. She kissed the girl on her forehead and took her to the changing table. "Wonderful." She whispered. "You did such a good job." She cooed gently.

Anya shook her head and gave him an indulgent smile. "You? A bad guy?" She chuckled. "Just look at you, silly. You're too little to do anything bad to me. And besides... If you really wanted to hurt me, you could've done it in the parking lot. I think it's YOU who's worried." She said and gave a little grin. "I think you're afraid that I'M a bad girl." She teased. "But then, if I was all that bad, would I have taken you to a nice place like this if I was bad? No no no, dear, I intend to treat you very well." She whispered. "Give you everything you want. Your deepest desires. Even the ones you don't know about yet."

Katya looked at the girl, clad in her pink Kitty cat sweater while she faced her breakfast. She grinned widely, unable to contain her excitement. She just looked so... sweet. She always looked sweet, but in that outfit? Forget about it! Katya was smitten! So much so that she didn't even take a bite of her meal while Zee worked her way through her bowl. It was too fascinating of a show to interrupt with such silly matters as hunger!

Anya, now used to this procedure, calmly took the girl and sat her down on the toilet so that any excess would spill into it, and mess could be avoided. She held the girl's hands and watched her face. It seemed she was much more relaxed than usual. The milk helped keep the process smooth, and free from any unnecessary pushing. She let out a little sigh of relief and nodded. "Very good, princess. You're doing a good job." She soothed, not wanting the girl to feel bad for her mess.

Once Katya had finished setting up the table, she went to the bathroom to collect her roommate. "Oh Zee!" She cooed. "Come on now, hun, breakfast is ready! And I've made an appointment for you to see the doctor later today, to test you and make sure everything's alright with you!" She explained, dragging her reluctant prisoner of circumstance into the kitchen. "Now eat up. And don't forget your chocolate, it'll make you feel better." She said with a gentle grin.

Anya grinned and shook her head seeing her laugh and squeal. She looked perfectly adorable sitting there! The vision of an ideal little... Well, ideal for Anya. Others might find it a bit strange, but Anya didn't care. She adored the sweet girl, and her big messes and helplessness just made her more adorable! Then, she heard the girl's laughter pause, and she heard a soft whine, and some bubbling. She paused her bouncing, and looked down with a curious expression.

Katya also made sure that the outfit the girl was given was far more cutesy than her normal taste! But, the girl could either put the clothes on, or go back to the room where her pee was being cleaned up, and whine about it to Katya. The choice was pretty clear. Katya, meanwhile, was realising that neither of them had even eaten breakfast yet, and she gasped. She finished cleaning up the mess, then she hurried to make a simple breakfast of oatmeal. Oh, and the advent calendar was placed right by Zee's bowl!

Finally Anya pulled her away, and fixed up her shirt. Then, she pulled the girl over her shoulder, and burped her. Once this was taken care of, she moved the girl down to her lap and began bouncing her, as if she were riding a horse! Very gently, though, as to not upset her poor little hips. "So, Missy, shall we wait for you to go potty before we leave? I think it might be best so we don't have any... incidents out in public. Wouldn't you say so?"

Anya frowned and shook her head. "It's not very nice to waste things. Just drink out of that cup, it's not a big deal." She admonished and waved her hand at the waitress, who awkwardly nodded and hurried off. "Now, where were we?" She asked and paused. "Oh yes! I remember! I was going to tell you that you can come home with me after lunch. I'm sure you'd like to see where we'll be playing around, right, my little boy?" She whispered. She had no idea about his size down there, but it was quite reminiscent of those horrible insults girls always threw at him.

Anya chose to tactfully ignore his protests about not being a little boy. Soon enough that illusion would be broken anyway. She smiled and nodded slowly as he spoke. "Yes, I am. Hard to believe?" She chuckled. "My parents died when I was a teenager, and I had to grow up fast. So I did." She shrugged. Hearing about his little lie, she couldn't help but crack a smile. "Oh, sweetie, there's no need to lie to me. I'm sure you're plenty impressive on your own, you don't need to be a manager to assure me of that." She promised and lifted his chin.

"That's alright, you can bring him the toy. He's just a little shy." She said softly, giving the waitress her pretty, charming smile before she went off to get their order put in. Then, Anya turned to him and took his hands in hers. "You are such a handsome little creature." She whispered. "I'm excited to actually get down to business once we get home. Aren't you excited, James?" She spoke in her soft, sultry tone, moving her shoulders in a particularly sexy fashion as she gave him a playful smirk.

Anya settled down once he complied, her cheerful smile returning to her face immediately. "What a good boy." She praised and stroked his cheek with her long nails. Finally, the waitress came to take their order. Since it was around the time for brunch, Anya ordered a lobster hollandaise and a mimosa. She then looked over at the boy and tilted her head. "Go ahead, James, tell the lovely lady what you'll have." She encouraged with a gentle, sweet voice.

Anya's smile tightened a bit. "It's not very nice to be on your phone while we're eating together." She scolded and reached across the table, holding her hand out expectantly. "Pass it over and I'll hold it for you until we part ways." She said calmly. Once she saw his reluctance, her smile fully turned into a frown, and she snatched it, placing it in her purse. "I can see, James, that we have a lot of work to do. I don't know what you've been used to, but I will not stand for my boy having bad behaviour. Do you understand me?"

Anya knew right away the boy was lying about traffic, but she decided not to say anything further. Only until she had him trapped deep enough in her web, that was. She smiled and nodded. "Of course, come on then." She cooed and walked him into the diner. "One normal menu and one kid's menu please." She spoke to the waitress, holding the boy's hand firmly as she spoke. The woman looked at the man in surprise, but gave a quick nod, and led them to a table. Anya gestured to the kid's menu he was given, and grinned. "You can feel free to get anything you'd like. On me. Don't worry about the price." She said with a soothing purr. She then tucked some hair behind her ear, and looked at her own menu, tapping her long nails on the table in a gentle rhythm.