For you own Protection (private with typicalrussianparent)

[Grumvakk]

Andrew’s life was pretty normal, up until his 5th birthday. That’s when everything went wrong, after his mother tucked him into bed after his birthday party there was a large bang. Instinctively Andrew hid under his bed as he heard shouting and then gunfire. He laid still for minutes as he saw shadows and heard footsteps rummage through the house. After he was sure they were gone Andrew grabbed his favorite stuffed walrus and climbed out his window. He ran as far as he could before rain started to fall down hard, when this started he took shelter in an alleyway in a makeshift fort he made out of boxes. He tried to get to sleep sniffling and crying before he heard footsteps coming towards him, he braced for the worst but realized the steps weren’t from boots like at the house but heels.

[typicalrussianparent]

Anya was walking home from work after a particularly late shift. She was exhausted from all of the work, reading thick documents, making corrections, signing off deals... She was a pretty important, no-nonsense woman. As she walked down the alley which wasn't too far from her nice condo, she paused when she thought she heard... sniffling? She looked around curiously. It sounded almost like a baby! "Hello? Is anyone there?" She called out, using a soft tone in case there really was some frightened little creature there in the dingy place. 

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Andrew sniffled and peaked out from his hiding place seeing the woman and he hid again when she looked his way. He trembled as he was dripping wet from the rain and mud he was partially laying in. He stayed as quiet as he could but soon sneezed making his fort fall apart and he held his stuffie close scooting away from her.

[typicalrussianparent]

She heard the sneeze and the collapsing of a pile of trash, and she carefully approached, kneeling down and lifting up the rubble of the fallen trash Fort to see a poor little thing staring up at her in terror, gripping a stuffy like his life depended on it! He was muddy... That was a problem... She didn't tolerate filth, and eve being in this alley for too long made her shiver... But her kindness outweighed her disgust this one time, and she offered him a hand. "Are you alright? Where are your parents, sweetheart?"

[Grumvakk]

Andrew trembled as the strange woman knelt down and extended her hand. He whimpered scooting away more, he thought for a moment and then shook his head not wanting to talk about it. He tried to pull his fort back up but he winced as his stomach growled, he was starting to get hungry from all that running. He had run all the way from a neighborhood on the edge of the city to deep down town. As he pulled a box up as a wall he passed out from exhaustion, hunger and thirst.

[typicalrussianparent]

Anya carefully picked up the poor little thing. Oh goodness she would need to wash herself a dozen times to get all of this dirt and trash remnants off of her... But she just couldn't deny help to a creature that needed it! She carried him the rest of the way to her home (which was as sterile as an operating room), and carried him straight away to the bathroom. She sat him in the tub and stripped him of his dirty clothes- and then she smelled it! The boy had peed himself! She let out a disgusted groan and shook her head, carefully filling the tub up and giving him a through, thorough wash. She just threw his old clothes in the trash, deeming them uncleanable. She finished scrubbing him up and down, left and right, head to toe, and then she laid him on a towel on the bathroom floor while she cleaned herself just as thoroughly. She put her fluffy bathrobe on once she got out, and carried the now completely naked boy to her bedroom. She placed him on her desk as she considered what to do with him... And then her face darkened as she remembered her nursery... One that was meant for a baby that never came. She stared down at the boy, decided that she could afford to finally put that room to use after ages of not being able to even look at it. She at first meant to dress him while he was still asleep... But he looked so hungry! So, she began to try and wake him up wile preparing a bottle of formula which thankfully hadn't yet expired. 

[Grumvakk]

Andrew was out cold for the entire walk, bath and everything else. As he felt a few gentle shakes he started to wake up slowly groaning and whimpering rubbing his eyes. As he opened his eyes slowly and felt the cold breeze of air conditioner on his bare skin, when he realized he was naked he instantly covered himself trembling more and looked up as he slowly sat up in the hard desk. He looked around and sees the woman from earlier in a robe setting a bottle in a bottle warmer. He slowly started to get off the desk but it was too high, due to a birth defect Andrew was very small and light, almost like an infant.

[typicalrussianparent]

Anya turned to the boy as he opened his eyes. "Hello sweetheart... I know you must be scared, but I promise I'm not going to hurt you." She whispered, taking the prepared bottle and offering it to him. "Here, drink up. You'll feel much better after you've filled up your little stomach." She whispered. "I promise, I won't harm a hair on your head." The boy seemed especially scared, so she acted especially kind, even though it wasn't really her natural state. 

[Grumvakk]

Andrew looked at the bottle presented to him and reached for it. He was hesitant but thought this was better than going hungry, he’s suckled on the latex bottle top feeling the warm milk hit his tongue and down his throat. Andrew finished the bottle in a couple of minutes as he was carried to the hallway and into a locked room. He was still very tired so he was waving in and out of sleep, he didn’t get a look around the room but he was laid down on a soft surface. When he looked to the side he saw the woman open a closet where multiple aprons were hung up. He had a bad feeling about this but was still too tired and weak to move.

[typicalrussianparent]

She put an apron and a pair of gloves on, then she grabbed some baby oil and powder from under the table. She began to prep him for his padding, humming softly. She was a perfectionist, so she made sure not an inch of his groin or bum were unpowdered. She then pulled a pull-up out from a drawer nearby, and helped him into it. She didn't want him to get anything on her furniture- and she had already seen he wasn't free from accidents! She grabbed one of the biggest outfits she had in the closet of baby clothes, and dressed him up. "There we are... Clean and ready." She whispered. Only then was she ready to ask him, "So how did you end up in that horrible place, my dear?"

[Grumvakk]

Andrew was still a little woozy and almost asleep as she pulled the pull-up on him and dressed him. He looked up at the woman’s face and listened to the question asked and only uttered a few words before falling asleep again. “Ran, away, bad men.” Like that he was out sleeping and snoring lightly on the changing table.

[typicalrussianparent]

Anya carried the boy to the crib and laid him down inside, tucking him in and smiling softly. She would make sure to keep this little creature safe from all harm... He would just have to learn her rules and do as he was told. She sat in a seat next to the crib and watched him as he got a nap in, glad to see a little bulge in his belly as he had drank a whole bottle of nutritious formula. 

[Grumvakk]

Andrew slept through the rest of the night. As he woke up he rubbed his eyes fussing slightly and he looked around the surrounding area, he saw the wooden bars of the crib and he instantly shot up trembling. He thought last night was a nightmare but it seems he wasn’t dreaming. He took a look around the room through the bars seeing an infant nursery fully set up, stocked and very organized. What he failed to notice was the motion sensor above the crib and camera that turned on in the corner of the room. He went to stand up he felt a weird sensation and felt down near his groin and blushed as it was soaked. He tried to hide the wetness with the blanket he was covered with as Andrew hear the door knob turn.

[typicalrussianparent]

Anya came into the room and tilted her head seeing the boy awake. "Hello dear." She said softly, pulling him up into her arms. When she heard the soft squish of his wet pull-up, she glanced at him and smiled. "I'm glad I had you in padding..." she whispered. "What's your name, little one?" She asked and rubbed his back soothingly. He looked terrified and embarrassed, and she knew he was in need of some comfort. 

[Grumvakk]

Andrew looked down blushing deep red and covered his face as she felt the wet pull-up. “A…A…Andrew…” He looked up at her a bit seeing that she kinda looked like his mother but slightly different. Andrew laid against her and leaned into her rubbing. “Wh…Wh…where am…am I?” He asked still terrified of who this woman was then he realized something. “Wh…where t…t…tank?” He was referring to the stuffy he had last night.

[typicalrussianparent]

"It's alright dear... You're in my home and I'm taking care of you so you won't have to stay out on the street." She whispered. "Your little friend is being washed, and when he's nice and clean you can have him back." She continued soothingly. She carried the boy out of the nursery and to the livingroom, sitting with him on the couch and gently rubbing his back. "Andrew... That's a pretty name for a pretty thing like you." She cooed. 

[Grumvakk]

“Th…th…thank y…y..you…” He said laying against her whimpering as he looked around the house as he was carried. He didn’t get any good look at anything but the living room which seemed almost new, everything looked cleaned and/or polished. All the books were organized the surfaces dusted, etc. Andrew slowly slid off her lap, his pull-up still soaked from last night.

[typicalrussianparent]

Anya looked down at him, concerned for him as he silently got down. "Is everything okay?" She asked softly and put a hand on his cheek. "You're not supposed to just wander around all alone... That's why you're here with me!" She explained and lifted him back up, giving him no mercy and squishing his wet pull-up as she sat him down on her lap. 

[Grumvakk]

Andrew blushed a bit and squirm in his wetness. It was cold and uncomfortable he wanted to find something else to put on but this woman seemed determined to keep him in a certain place. He went to talk again when a ding came from a room he saw was a kitchen. As she stood back up he was laid back in a cradled position. As she walked he looked around as best he could seeing a to do list on the fridge along with a schedule next to it.

[typicalrussianparent]

Anya smiled and grabbed the new warm bottle. She was concerned for him, so she would have him eating or drinking almost constantly. "Andrew, I promise, no bad men will get you on my watch." She said proudly, carefully pushing the nipple of the bottle into his mouth and having him drink just like a little baby. 

[Grumvakk]

“B…b…but…” That’s all he could get out before the bottle was pressed into his mouth. He hesitated to drink the milk but after a minute he realized she wasn’t gonna let him go so he decided to drink the bottle. He got halfway through before he pulled away from the nipple, his belly bloated a little.

[typicalrussianparent]

Anya relented, not wanting him to get sick, after all. She laid him over her back and gave him a few pats. "There are no buts around here. Except of course for yours in padding, so nothing gets on my nice floor." She said with a little smile. "I'll keep good care of you, but you have to follow my rules. Fair trade, yes?" 

[Grumvakk]

Andrew burped releasing the gas in his belly from the milk and he looked at the woman still not knowing who she was but decided it was better with her then back out on the street. He jumped a bit as a loud thunder cracked outside. He trembled accidentally setting himself again, why was he wetting himself he thought. He looked as the woman pulled a folded piece of paper from her pocket and he saw it was a contract with a list or clauses and rules with a empty signature line at the bottom next to what he assumed was her signature.

[typicalrussianparent]

Anya smiled and began to read off the contract for him. He had to stay in the house at all times unless he was under the strict supervision of Anya. He had to get cleaned twice a day in the bath, and he had to eat with manners and not get food everywhere. He had to wear pullups until further notice, unless he leaked or had a blowout, in which case he would be placed in real diapers until he could show that he could be clean and not ruin her furniture. He had to call her Miss Braginski, ma'am, or mommy, and nothing else. He would also have to drop out of school and stay in the house for Anya to decide what he got to learn and if he was capable of becoming mature at all. Any rule broken would result in a punishment of Anya's choosing. At the bottom, there was the blank line... If he signed it, he would have to follow the rules... 

[Grumvakk]

Andrew listened to the rules and seeing not other option as he knew the people who hurt his parents were still out there. He reluctantly took the pen and wrote his name on the contract line. After he was done he looked up at her face and just then his stomach started to gurgle and he held his stomach. He needed to go number two but was too embarrassed to say anything so he was hoping it would pass.