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Princess Sadie

by Windrammer

Chapter 1

Plushies? Check. Bottles? Check. Diapers? Check.

 

David tried to always keep his cabin fully stocked for little visitors, but giving the place a good once over before anyone arrived never hurt. Better safe than sorry, as they say. Especially with who was coming over tonight; she had only discovered this side of herself recently, and it was her first time doing anything diaper related that wasn’t just a fantasy or a role-play session. He chuckled to himself. Not that you’d know that from how she acts online. In their chatroom conversations, she seemed to slip right into littlespace, full of cuteness and too much energy for her own good – the little rulebreaker.

 

Just as he was checking the clock, the doorbell went off. Pulling himself out of him comfy armchair, he walked over and opened the door with a laid back smile. The girl in front of him barely came up to his shoulders, her face hidden beneath a poofy hooded jacket, hands clasped together in front of her.

“Are you Sadie?”

 

She nodded wordlessly, not moving.

 

“You wanna come inside?”

 

She nodded again, entering after David. She stood, shifting her weight from foot to foot in the main room as he went over to the kitchen. “Take off your jacket and make yourself at home. It’s nippy out there, how about some coco, huh?” She took off the jacket and sat down cross legged in the comfy chair as he handed her the hot chocolate, gingerly sipping it as her eyes wandered around the cabin. “Yeah, everything’s all set up, and if there’s ever anything you need, you just have to ask, okay sweetie?” She glanced down at her coco, sitting stiff in the soft chair.

 

            “T-thank you, it’s very kind of you to…do this.”

 

He grinned “Oh think nothing of it! Just try to give my littles everything they need to feel at home”. She fidgeted with her glass some more.

 

“Uh-mmm, I’m feeling a little nervous, is it okay if we just get started with it?”

 

“Oh, of course! Here, let’s go to the changing table, huh sweetie?” He gently took her by the hand and lead her to the nursery room, getting down on one knee as he unbuttoned her shirt and helped her wiggle out of her jeans. She was blushing furiously and looked away the whole time. “Is everything okay Sadie? If you want to stop, or do something different you can always say so.” She just shook her head.

 

“It’s fine, I’m just still getting used to this”

 

David shrugged and helped her take her panties off, scooping her up in his arms and laying her gently on the changing table, a nice, thick fresh diaper already waiting for her. He powdered her crotch and tush, but something seemed…off. She was just so still, so quiet, so…guarded. As he turned to get her romper, she quietly reached out and grabbed his hand, but when he turned back to her to tell her he wasn’t going anywhere, she looked away, like she wasn’t comfortable with him looking at her.

 

He carried her back to the main room, sitting her down on the cozy rug, and squatted down to her level. “So what does my special little princess want to do on her first day? Would you like some storytime? Maybe some blocks?” Sadie just sat and fidgeted in her seat.

 

“I don’t know, you can pick something”

 

David thought for a minute. Coloring seemed like it would be a good fit for her, it’s kind of adult-ish, it might let her gradually slide into littlespace more. It did make him chuckle in spite of himself how she held onto his hand and refused to let go as he went over to the cupboard for the crayons and coloring book. But when they sat down on the rug together, Sadie remained quiet. She picked colors like the ‘wrong’ one would explode, and colored like she was being graded on it. He gently reached over and squeezed her hand.

 

“Sweetie, are you having fun?”

 

She shook her head, biting her lip as she fidgeted with the crayon she was holding. “I…I don’t know. Doing this in real life - I feel stupid, and weird. I thought it would go away after a while, but…it’s like there’s a part of me that’s judging me for liking this…”

 

“Aww, pumpkin, come here” He pulled her in close and gave her a tight hug, gently bouncing her in his lap. “You’re not stupid, there’s nothing wrong with you, I promise. If you like, I…I can hypnotize you, try to make you feel more comfortable with doing all this. Or we c”

 

“Yes.” She blurted out, “please, I…I just want to be able to enjoy this”

 

David patted her back. “Of course honey, let’s just get a bit more comfortable, okay?”

 

David stretched out on the couch, patting the spot next to him invitingly, and after a moment of timid staring on Sadie’s part, she sat down next to him, gingerly laying her head on his chest. He could feel her heart beating like a scared rabbit’s. He took a moment to let her get comfortable, and after a moment, he draped an arm around her, holding her gently, but securely. She blushed a little bit, looking down at the floor, leaning closer into him. David let the quiet hang in the air. He gently petted her chestnut hair as she tried and failed to suppress a giggle.

 

“Now there’s a smile! See? It’s not all terrible, is it?” Her only response was to bury her face is his chest, but he could still feel her giggle. “Now, I have a special story to share with you, and while I tell it, I want you to breathe in and out, nice and slowly. Can you do that for me sweetie?” She refused to remove her head, but nodded and mumbled something that sounded affirmative. “It’s the story of a little girl, just like you!” He gently squeezed her.

 

“She lived at the top of a very tall tower, because she was a Princess. She loved being a Princess, and her people loved her too, because she was so good at it, but sometimes, she needed a little break from it all. It’s okay to need a break. She knew that if she took proper care of herself, she would be a better Princess. So one day the Princess asked the royal wizard to make her a potion that would take all her worries and cares away.

 

She kept that potion in the bottom of her tower, deep in the dungeon. And whenever she needed a little break, she would go down the spiraling stairs of her tower, one by one. And with each step she took, the princess got more and more relaxed, looking foreword to drinking the potion, and going to a place where she was loved, cared for, a place where guilt and shame didn’t exist.

 

She started out on the 10th step, and she thought about how her diapers made her feel safe.

 

On the 9th step, she remembered how cozy and snug her romper was.

 

On the 8th step, she remembered the taste of warm milk, fresh from the bottle, and how warm and sleepy it made her feel.

 

On the 7th step, she remembered what it was like to suck on her little pacifier, and how it made her feel relaxed.

 

On the 6th step, she remembered what it was like to feel her memories of being a big girl just slip away for a little bit.

 

On the 5th step, her mind wandered to the taste of the potion, warm and sweet, like honey.

 

On the 4th step, she remembered how much fun it was to be carried and go on piggyback rides.

 

On the 3rd step, she thought about how the potion unlocked her imagination, and how much she loved to play pretend with her noble steed Lizzie.

 

On the 2nd step, she thought about how good it felt to know that her caretaker would always take care of her, no matter what.

 

And by the time she was on the last step, she knew deep down that this is what she wanted, and there was no reason to ever feel anything but happy about it.”

David couldn’t resist a glance down at his princess, who was sporting an innocent, carefree grin as she lay totally relaxed against him. He continued:

 

“She saw the amber potion on its little pedestal in the middle of the room, and she happily walked over to it, took off the cork, and drank it. She could feel its warmth spreading throughout her body, making her giggle as she felt her big girl thoughts melting away. All her adult memories and responsibilities were gone for now. She was now just a little one, free to play, and imagine, and have fun.”

 

To be continued(?)


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