diapered_in_wisc

"Where'd my happy baby go?" I ask as I try to tickle you a little...

I come pick you up and snuggle you for a bit. Happy your tantrum was over, I asked if you wanted the rest of your lunch...

I just wanna say kudos for actually wanting to write and build a story. Sorry I can't help much though as I'm a straight male and have no concept of being a "mommy", and my "daddy" characters are usually perverse. LOL!

I come back into the house to the living room trashed. I just sigh as I carry the groceries in and plop them on the kitchen floor and begin putting them away, ignoring your tantrum. I was trying my hardest not to lash out and spank you, but I didn't know how long my patience would hold...

I swat your hands away before pulling it out my pocket and tossing it into the front seat before fighting to finish buckling you up. You continue to scream as we head out the parking lot bound for home. I ignore your incessant screams that have now become no longer understandable.

You hear footsteps approach before the door knob clicks and the door opens. "Well look at you bobcat. All trying your freedom out an stuff." I said with a slight slur. Even with the slight distance between us, you could smell whiskey on me...

"Alright then, not wasting time to get to three. We're going home." I gathered our lunch and packed it up, stuffing the toy in my pocket before picking you up and making our way back to the truck.

"Valeria! I'm gonna count to three and you had best be on your bum in that chair." I warned. "One..."

"VALERIA! Sit down right now!" I say with a sharp tone.

"Valeria, you have to eat your lunch. The toy is a treat for being a big girl and eating all your nuggets and fries up. I assure you that your pony will be there when you get done." I say as I brush your cheek gently with my hand.

I had indeed slipped a mickey in your food. I wasn't about to try and change you while you were awake, as I would rather keep all my teeth. So I felt that a sleeping pill would be helpful.

It doesn't take us long to get to McDonald's and I found a parking spot close to the door. I got out a d went to the back seat. I was greeted with smiles and outstretched arms.

I wanted to cry when I heard you say you had never been to McDonald's. I was astounded. "It's not good for you, but it's tasty. I only go there as a treat." I say, looking in the rearview mirror at you.

"Mmmmm! Yummy stuff for you tummy." I said as I leaned in to kiss your forehead. You giggle up at me and snuggle your bunny tight. We finish our shopping and pay for our stuff. The brunette at the checkout fawned over you and said you were the cutest thing. I smiled, thinking how I was enjoying being your daddy so much. You made my life so happy. We made our way out to the truck and I put you in the back seat before loading our groceries. When I got in the truck, you piped up from the back seat, "Daddy I hungy." I smile and say that we can go for lunch and ask how McDonald's sounded to you...

"Atta girl." I say with a smile as I spoon cereal into your mouth. I could tell you were still reluctant but you obeyed with the thought of your hands being freed. After you ate the whole bowl, I took the dish to the sink and rinsed it out. You began to squirm as I am away. Partially because you were excited at the thought of freedom, but also because your wet diaper was getting cold and uncomfortable. It seemed like I was taking forever to come back. You also started feeling very sleepy. As you were dozing off, the last thing you remember is me walking through the door. "That's right, go to sleep. Sweet dreams my little bobcat."

As we wandered down the asile I told you to pick three boxes of snacks...

I do "S" scale modeling, but not trains. (Mostly because trains in that scale are OUTRAGEOUS in price and I already spend enough on the stuff I do buy. LOL!) My collection is cars and trucks, but for the most part tractors and farm equipment. Hopefully someday I will get to build a layout, but until then I'll just keep detailing and building little projects.

I don't mind the rules. They're there for a reason, and since I treat others with the respect that I wish to be treated with, I'm not too worried about the rules. But some people can be as shitty as the diaper they wear. It's sad but true, and hard to believe on a forum such as this, (I mean isn't this supposed to be a place for us all to be accepted?) But as long as there are rules, there will always be someone who will try to break them. So, DD has "covered their butts", (LOL, bad diaper pun), and posted the rules everywhere, so therefore NO ONE has ANY excuse to be a poopy pants.

"Oh my little one, your name may be Kayla, but you're MY little bobcat and I'm going to take good care of you. Now open up, daddy has yum yums for you." I say as I try to coax you to eat.

I was lost in thought. What my little girl didn't know, is that Sarah was my ex-girlfriend. But after a few minutes, I caught those green eyes staring at me and my troubles seemed to melt away. I leaned in and gave Valeria some loving kisses on her cheeks and forehead before we made our way to the snack asile...

Broken souls are the strongest. Focus on healing yourself physically, and mentally. There are reasons you are still here, reasons your suicide was an attempt versus a success. Your parents sound vile, just remember, they have their own issues, and they're not YOUR issues. Others will only drag you down if you let them. Be strong, if only for yourself.

I'm using my phone to play, so the chat room doesn't work well on it. (I tried, :-\ )

"Because you're mine now. You are my little baby bobcat." I say before I kiss your forehead. You struggle to get away from my advance, but the cuffs keep you inhibited. I then go to the kitchen and make you some cereal. You hear me whistling that song again, and it finally hits you. It's the same song that Elle, the nurse with the eye patch in the movie Kill Bill whistled. You shuddered at how creepy it was. Then you heard my boots cross the floor again before I emerged with a bowl and the white cloth again. I sat down and smiled at you before I scooped a spoonful and said "Open up bobcat, time to eat."

"Eat or go hungry... those are your choices." I say.