Other Fetishes

Hugo shook his head no and said he was fine as he was just going to eat breakfast by himself before maybe surfing the internet or playing a game, when miss Ashford asked if he was free later to come over and help with juniper in unpacking her things the little man child nodded his head and said he'd be happy to help.

While reading the chapter, the following played the entire time: London Bridge is falling down, Falling down, falling down, London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady.[ Funny how soon everything will come crashing down. Let's just see for whom.

Anya let out a soft sigh of relief when she had the girl locked up safe and tight. For the moment, she didn't have to worry about her. So, she cleaned up the dirty floors and the scattered mess of things that Willow had tossed around, so that everything was back the way it should have been. She went through the girl's bag and tossed almost all of the clothes, setting everything else aside for safe keeping. All the while, she kept the monitor in her pocket, listening to the soft rustling as the girl rolled around getting used to the bed. She would do her absolute best to respond if the girl made even the slightest effort to call out to her. It was scary being in a new house, Anya understood this well. She also knew that it must have been extra hard under these circumstances... The more she could reassure the girl that she was safe here, the better. Though, that didn't mean that Anya would be a complete pushover! She hoped that was made clear by the introductory rules she had laid out. Now that it was long past her own usual bedtime, Anya trudged over to her own bedroom with the bathroom ensuite, and started to get ready for bed. She was almost all the way passed out by the time she got her night gown on, and as soon as she hit the bed, she was all the way out. Though, if there was a loud enough cry on the monitor, surely she would wake up to respond to it!

"Here we are," she said, picking up a pair of denim overalls and a blue shirt with a teddy bear design on it, "what do you think about these?"  Once she had the YLs confirmation, she helped him out of the tub and got him all dried off with a fresh towel before bringing him back to the changing table. Once settled, she gave his tummy a tickle before picking out a fairly simple, white YL diaper and spreading it out beneath him, gently coaxing him to lift his bottom to slide it under. She applied a little poof of powder to Hugo before bringing the diaper up between his thighs and taping him snuggly. "Alright, clothes now," she lowered him down onto the floor before giving a tickle the arms, causing the YL to giggle and shoot his hands skyward. The shirt went on over his drying hair before she held out the pair of overalls. "Step in, Hugo." she said, lifting the up once he had both feet through. She maneuvered to his side, bringing the straps over his shoulders and fastening each one. "There we are, anything else I can do for you before I take these to Juniper?"

🎄 Merry Christmas!!! Welcome to a special bonus chapter! Please see notes at end for this weekend's posting schedule! 🎄 Chapter 193: Cravings  GRANDMA HAD SQUEEZED me tightly into her arms before saying, “Come on, we’re going to get your appointment with Doctor Sterling in early again.” “I have a lot to talk to her about,” I sighed. “I know,” Grandma said. I frowned. A vague memory popped to the surface then, and I groaned, “Pictures?” I asked. “I guess Nana said she was sending some.” “She’s digging her grave,” Grandma said. “But yes, you don’t have to worry about explaining it to me.” I could tell Grandma was angry. I just sat in her arms then and leaned my head against her shoulder, a childlike comfort I had found was nice to have. As I did, I stiffened. I could smell her milk. My stomach grumbled. I jerked my head upright. “What’s wrong?” Grandma asked. Internally, I squirmed, “I can smell it,” I told her. She looked puzzled, then looked down, and sighed, “I’m sorry, Carly. It’s definitely one of the things I want you to talk with Sterling about, okay? Might also be worth a private chat with your mom tonight?” “I was thinking I really need to talk to them with everything going on.” I paused, “Especially if I don’t make it out of here.” At that, Grandma hugged me even tighter, “I promise you, Carly, I won’t let anything happen to you.” “I know, but… well, when I’m in the nest like that? There’s absolutely nothing you can do for me.” “Did they hold you down to nurse?” She asked me, still walking down the sidewalk. Fortunately, it was mostly empty for our privacy. “In a way…?” “What happened?” I told her about Nana, the bananas, the alternative… and then the bath and ‘skin-to-skin’ nursing. “Well…” Grandma said, “I guess at least Nana didn’t make you nurse from her.” I screwed up my face, “Eeew, can you imagine having to put your lips on her?!?” She laughed. “I did it more for Lilly, though,” I told her. “They’ve been getting harder on them, I think, with some sort of loyalty tests. I’m afraid for her…” “Hopefully, this won’t go on for too much longer for them,” Grandma said quietly. “Unfortunately, you may not find the addiction as easy to get past. Especially with what you just said.” We reached the office quickly enough and checked me in. I spent a good hour talking to Dr. Sterling about everything going on. When I got to last night… well, it was more than slightly awkward! To her credit, she’d been through that kind of thing before and helped me agree with how I rationalized it. “What do I do about the cravings?” I asked. “Depends on how many more times you do it,” she told me. “Doctor Nickerson would actually be a better person to talk to about this, as I know she’s tried getting off of her mommy’s milk a couple of times. From my limited experiences with Littles who have gotten away from adoption… Well, if you never nurse again, probably after a couple of months…? Then you’ll be able to be around it without cravings.” “If I have to do it again on Thursday?” “Again, once or twice… probably add another month. If you get to the point where you nurse every day for a couple of weeks, that makes it like getting off of a nicotine or a drug. Bigs have definitely evolved in a way that some of our bodily reactions, like milk, end up serving as a lure for prey. I think it’s mostly the oxytocin release that really gets into Little’s heads. You see a massive dose of dopamine hit their brains when a Little nurses. Again, it’s very much a typical addiction in that way.” “So avoid it?” “If you can?” She said. “The truth is, it’s not biologically going to harm you, at least. It might even help you feel a bit more regulated emotionally. The biggest thing, though, is if you want to go home, it’ll be rough going cold turkey then.” “If I want to go home?” I asked her. “Of course I want to go home!” “Sorry, I didn’t mean to imply you don’t. I also know that you want to be with Beth. That would be a lot easier if you didn’t go home?” I felt a stab in the gut once again thinking about it. “Look, normally I’d tell you to take things one week at a time, but with all that you’re dealing with. Take it one single day at a time. Things will work out!” “I hope so,” I told her. As we ended, and I found myself in Grandma’s arms, I noted the milk smell again. ‘Ugh!!!!’ I whined inside my head. Knowing now just how bad the cravings felt, I feared that being compounded by other hits, though! ‘Knowing ‘Nana,’ she’ll probably show up Thursday to babysit the nest so my ‘mommy’ can feed me.’ “Still bothering you?” Grandma asked me. I grimaced, but nodded, “Unfortunately! She explained If I don’t do it again, I can probably get over it sooner than later.” “Well… I’m sure this isn’t going to be something you want to do, but if you ever do need to, I have more than enough for you and Bella both.” I don’t think a face could get any redder than mine right then, “Thanks, but I’m going to do my best to pass on that.” I groaned, “Lilly had offered me pouches to take with me, too.” She squeezed me gently, “I understand, just know I’m always there for you, Carly.” I nodded. We ate lunch – real solid food – at an off-campus place nearby, before meeting up with Beth and her team in our Narratives class. I noticed Beth was off to the side talking to Sebastian about something. She handed him something before seeing me and coming over. “Hey Carly,” she said. Beth scooped me up and hugged me like she hadn’t seen me in a week! “Are you okay?” She asked, pushing me to her hip so she could see my face. I blushed, “I guess…?” “Amanda showed me last night…” “Showed you the pictures?” She nodded. I felt a twist in my gut. “Sorry,” I told Beth. She hugged me, “What are you sorry about?” “It kind of feels like I’m cheating on you,” I quietly told her. She hugged me tighter, “I love you, that’s not changing,” she told me in a whisper. “We’ll talk more at home later.” I nodded in agreement, and she carried me back to the group as the class actually filed in that day. Our group had some conversations focused mainly on catching up on life. I noted that Charlotte and Sebastian seemed preoccupied that day. As class was about to start, we also had a visitor! Dr. Gibney waved at me before sitting down in a spare seat. I noted that Grandma had hung around, too, and that Nikki and the marshals in the detail had also found a place to sit. Fortunately, it was a decent-sized theater, and there were plenty of seats available. Doctor Wyler opened up the class, “Good afternoon! I’m glad you all were able to make it in today. We have one of our studios that has completed their last two projects, or at least enough of a near-final draft, so I felt it would be a good idea for us to watch their commercial and short film here in class today. When any of your groups feel like you’re ready, I’d be happy to do this for your projects too!” He smiled at Sebastian, “Why don’t you all show them the commercial first since it’s short?” “Thanks, Doctor Wyler.” Sebastian played around with a tablet in his hands, and the whole room went dark. The advanced holo-projection commercial we had filmed and edited appeared. Really, it had come out quite well! I’d have loved to take an EasyBrew home! Professor Wyler then stood up and discussed what was shown in the commercial. He talked about the camera angles chosen and how they helped increase the emotional appeal of purchasing one. As a class, they discussed it, and it was decided I needed to tweak one thing because they felt it needed another clip we had actually filmed, but cut out for time. I made a note to do so! The use of AI music was seen as effective and a good way to keep costs down on a low-budget film. Overall, he said, “It’s an A all day long, but I would love to see that one tweak in the final version?” “We’ll get it done,” Sebastian said before turning back to the room. “Next is going to be our short, Crumbled Friendships. Carly wrote the script, and of course, you all know us as the cast members. We hope you enjoy,” he said. I watched the room turn to darkness again as my… our film began to play.   BETH HAD OF course seen bits and pieces through the editing process, but it was her first time seeing the short film put together. It was longer than she realized it would be after you added in the opening credits and end credits, which were all played before the lights came up. Beth turned during the film and was surprised to see several members of their studio, and others, wiping tears from their faces. At the end, there was a moment of silence before all the groups stood and applauded. Dr. Wyler led a discussion about the film, then, and more than once, the statement was made by a Big, “That hit me in the feels… It makes it clear how wrong it is to do that to Littles before they even have a chance to do things on their own!” “How is that even legal?” she heard someone say. “What? It’s just normal?” Another girl had said, “I mean, who wouldn’t want to adopt someone like Carly?” There were some hisses then, even as a couple of girls seemed to agree. What Beth noted, though, was that it seemed to affect many in the room, who were suddenly far less inclined to support the forced adoptions. “It makes all this bullshit they’re doing to Littles right now even worse in my opinion,” one girl in Studio Four said. “I mean, can anyone say they’ve had a better-written script? Or a better film?” “That’s just cause Charlotte’s the main character!” someone said. “Bullshit, those two are just as much the leads! And Carly was in the one they did for the festival. Not to mention, Carly wrote that script?” The girl responded. It was a fairly animated discussion that Wyler brought back to the topic at hand: how they had created the film. When class ended, it took them a while to get out because people wanted to talk to them. “We need to get these two home,” Grandma eventually said. “No problem,” Charlotte said. “We’ll see you guys later! Thursday, we’ll figure out the final edits?” “Sure,” Carly told her. With that, they finally managed to drag Carly out of there, with Beth getting to carry her for once beside Amanda. She had shared a look with Sebastian before leaving, and hoped he’d take care of the other stickers that needed to go up. Sebastian made the third person she’d involved, and she hoped her trust was well placed! Ava Mitchell from her film class, who had played Charlotte’s mom, was the other. Between them, and Livy, plus the stickers she’d been able to put up, she hoped they’d give the Tweeners a chance to have their nanites deactivated. Beth was a bit surprised that Amanda let Carly ride with her on the trip home, but she appreciated the chance to hang out with her in the car. They were hanging out in Beth’s room so she could get changed into her swimsuit first before they went down to Carly’s room. Carly sat on her bed, talking to Beth as Beth took off the skirt and top she wore. Beth stiffened, mortified, as she knew Carly could see the Pull-Up. She’d somehow managed to forget about the damn thing, despite having pulled it up and down to go to the bathroom multiple times that day. “What happened?” Carly asked. “You don’t have accidents?” Beth broke down, then, in tears, told Carly about the night they took Livy back to the dorm. “I just… I can’t risk it…? At least if… if…” She wiped her face, “If I did… the rules wouldn’t doom me again.” Carly hugged her tightly, even as Beth was dressed only in the Pull-Up and her bra, then, “I’m sorry, Beth, we both had a horrible day yesterday, and I didn’t even ask you about yours!” She hugged the smaller girl tightly, too, then leaned down and kissed her. “I didn’t exactly want to advertise this,” she told her. “I understand,” she told her. “But you don’t need it at home, right?” “Hell no!” Beth said, swearing for a rare time. “Well, then get that stupid thing off and a swimsuit on,” she told her. She began pulling the wannabe underwear off, and then pulled up a bikini bottom. She couldn’t help but note how much thinner it was. As she was switching out her bra for the top, Carly said, “I’m really glad Grandma let me ride home with you tonight.” “Why?” “I can smell it…” Carly told her. “Smell what?” “Her milk…?” “I can’t?” “I never noticed it until this morning,” Carly told her. “I think it’s only because I nursed from Lilly?” “You’re having withdrawals already?” Beth asked her with concern. “Apparently,” Carly made fists with her hands, “I hate Chester!” “So what exactly did she do to make you nurse from Lilly?” “Most of it was holding Lilly like a hostage, but she also made it as a way to get out of having to eat something really gross,” Carly told her. “What could be that gross?” Beth asked her. Carly blushed, “You’re going to think I’m stupid…” “What was it?” “Bananas?” Carly told her, hiding her face with her hands. Beth couldn’t help herself; she laughed. “Bananas?” She shook her head, “That was enough of a threat to make you nurse num-nums from your nest mommy?” “They’re disgusting…” “Why?” Carly told her the story of a childhood trauma with them. Somehow, they’d been dating that long, and Beth had never realized just how horrible bananas were to her. She hugged her as she finished getting the story after dressing her in her swimsuit. “Get a swim in, maybe it’ll help. Then we’ll take a quick shower and get you some real food for dinner.” Beth actually did swim a little in the main pool with Carly before moving over to the jacuzzi for as long as Amanda would let Shelby stay in. Dinner was going to be ready soon, so Beth carried Carly upstairs, grabbed a diaper and an outfit from her room, and then brought the smaller girl into her own room to share the shower. They really did just quickly shower, but it helped to have Beth able to pull down the nozzle and rinse off the shorter girl. She quickly dried both of them off, then put a diaper on Carly so she wouldn’t have an accident on the floor. ‘I can’t help but notice she pees in the shower or bath almost every time… She doesn’t even notice it,’ Beth thought. She found a comfortable pair of yoga pants and a top to wear for herself, and a nearly matching set for Carly. Carrying Carly downstairs, they enjoyed a pretty typical dinner, even if, in the end, Bella said, as she usually did with company present, “Nummies, Mommy?” Beth noted that Carly stiffened up right then, and Amanda winced. “In a little while, baby girl, Mommy has a couple of things to do first.” Beth turned to Carly, who seemed to be shoveling food in quicker, like her brothers did. She tried to hurry too, as it was clear that Carly needed to move away from ‘nummies’ being a thing for the poor girl. Carly probably would have liked to have worked out with Beth again that night, as she had been doing most days. Still, looking at the time, she knew they needed to get the munchkin out of sight so no one could say she was ‘out past curfew.’ “I’m going to get Carly ready for bed,” she told Amanda, undoing the harness holding her in the high chair. “Thanks,” she told her. Shelby joined them upstairs. “What was that about with Mom?” she asked Beth as she changed Carly’s diaper and put her into pajamas. ‘Should have just put her in those to begin with,’ she thought. Carly answered, “I… I nursed from my nest mommy last night.” Shelby looked at her like she’d grown horns. “What were you thinking?!?” “No choice,” Carly told her. “That sucks,” Shelby replied. “Yeah, it does…” They went through a bit of a ‘show’ for anyone who might have been watching the light on in the window outside. Soon, Beth was lightly running her hand up and down Carly’s back, while Amanda sat on a stool a few feet away in her workshop, going through things. “How did it go for the things today?” Amanda asked Beth. “I think we’ve got them all out there.” “Things?” Carly asked. Both felt a bit of guilt for not telling her about the project to disable the nanites. “We’ll tell you this weekend,” Amanda told her. “Just in case – this way you don’t know.” “Fair enough,” Carly sighed. “You’re good for Thursday?” Amanda asked her. “I think so?” Carly said, “Although I’m kind of tempted to want to add a whole segment on what they’re doing to Mids now!” Fred had joined them then, “Why?” “Shouldn’t we?” Carly replied. “I think you’d be better off using it as a separate story,” he told her. “Huh?” Carly asked. “Fred’s right,” Amanda said. “How about we put something together, but instead of doing the plan for Thursday, we get it to a whole bunch of news organizations?” “Pre-prepare a news story for them?” Carly mused, “That just might work, actually!” “Can you do it by tomorrow night?” “As long as I can work tomorrow night too… should be able to?” Carly said. “Then get to work, let me know what you need, if it’s evidence, footage, interviews, it’s going to have to be gathered quickly!” “Can you get Beth a clean set to join EdgeSphere with, too? That way we can work together?” Carly asked. In response, Amanda held a setup, “I’ve got one, but you said you wanted to talk to your family tonight? I’ve got it set up for them to meet you inside for a little bit?” Beth noted that Carly brightened then, even as she squirmed. “Thanks!” She said. “How long until they’re on?” “A few minutes?” “Okay,” Carly said. She looked at Beth, “Do you mind if I go ahead and talk with them for a bit, then we’ll get to work?” Beth hugged her, “Of course! Tell you what, I’ll go give my parents a call, and then I’ll come back and check on you?” “Thanks,” Carly said. She watched as Carly put on the goggles, then Amanda did something with a set for a few minutes before pulling hers off, too. “She doesn’t want you there either?” She asked Amanda as they walked out. “I think she has a tough conversation to have. I’m sure she’ll talk with all of them, but I expect she really needs to talk to her mom.” “Stacy?” “Yes.” Beth nodded, “She’s the only one back home that will understand, isn’t she?” “I’d guess even maybe the only one here that she could talk to about it. They’re different girls, but they’re also a lot alike.” She squeezed Beth in a hug, “Go call your parents, though, your mom was worried about you today and kept messaging me.” Beth agreed and disappeared to her room. “Hey Mom, Dad…” she was saying a moment later. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thanks for reading!!! Please press the Like Button and leave a comment!!!  As promised I'll be giving a couple rapid fire chapters here, one again tomorrow (probably similar time as this one) and then one late Saturday night my time here. 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