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Huh?
Oh.
’Ppropriate meant diapers.
Wright
The subvariant of human littles who desire to wear the protective, sometimes disposable clothing called a diaper provide the best possible mates for caretaking. However, they are exceedingly difficult to find due to confusing cultural norms.
Chapter 15
Dane
Daddy was really smart.
He was confident too.
He even remembered everything…like where the diapers were.
I’d kind of thought he might’ve forgotten about them since he hadn’t pointed them out in the playroom, but I forgot that Daddy was sneaky.
“You have had a long day of human work, becoming acquainted with new individuals, you even ran errands and became sticky.” Daddy ran his hand over my back and rocked me in his arms making me yawn again.
So sneaky.
“You discussed crafts with numerous individuals who needed to find ways to express their human need for creativity.” Somehow as Daddy kept listing off all the grown-up stuff I’d done, he made me even tireder. “You also colored and played imaginative games in the tub. You also struggled mightily to escape.”
“I…” Shoot. I did it again. “I’m not tired, Daddy.”
Maybe not.
“Listing off additional activities you performed today would not be difficult, my little Dane. Shall I continue?” Daddy made a humming sound when I sighed. “I am glad to see you are capitulating to my logic.”
Daddy used big words but I knew he meant he liked winning.
Daddy was a brat too, but since he was Daddy, he got to decide that was okay.
It was cheating, but he was Daddy.
So I had to think of better ways to be right, but he distracted me again when he put me on the bed. “If you are a good boy and do not injure yourself by impacting with the floor, I will reward you later.”
Huh?
Oh.
“I won’t fall, Daddy.” I was good at learning lessons. “I’ll stay still.”
Because the floor was hard.
Daddy was really smart because he looked very suspicious. “We must look into additional safety restraints.”
As I tried to look very still and very innocent, Daddy went over to the closet to get my stuff. “Until I find the appropriate device, we will rearrange your little space so that I can keep you safe.”
I must’ve looked confused because as he brought my diaper and a onesie with rabbits on it over to the bed, he gestured around the room. “We will move the bed closer to your diapers, little mate.”
Oh.
“I like games.” I looked around the room as Daddy lifted my bottom up off the bed. “Can I have stars on the ceiling, Daddy? I read a book and the boy had stars. And Legos. I have Legos, but he had Legos too.”
I didn’t have stars, though.
“Stars are educational and can be aesthetically appealing. I will research what other caretakers have done to provide visual stimulation.” Daddy brought the diaper up between my legs and didn’t even scrunch his face up.
“Some Daddies don’t like diapers.” I had human fun facts too. “But some do.”
Daddy looked confused and tilted his head. “I must admit ignorance. I do not understand why anyone would object to such complete caretaking.”
I shrugged as Daddy sat me up to put my onesie on. “I don’t know.”
I kind of knew but I didn’t want to talk about mean people.
As my head popped through the head hole, he kissed it. “You are allowing caretaking on an intimate level that shows your trust in me. That will always be valued, little mate.”
He put my hands through the sleeves and moved me around like a doll, making me giggle. “Seeing your happiness is also something I will value, my little Dane.”
By the time Daddy had moved me around again and buttoned the onesie to cover my diaper, I was yawning and made gimmie fingers so he’d pick me up. “Daddy.”
He was so smart he knew I needed cuddles and wrapped me up tight. “That’s…”
Sneaky yawns.
“You’re such a good Daddy.” I managed to hug him, but it was kinda hard because I was stuck again. “Smart and…and funny…and you play…”
Yes.
There was other stuff but it kept leaking out of my head when I yawned.
“You are also smart and funny, my little mate.” Daddy kissed my head as he started walking us to the kitchen. “You are also generous with your affection and were a gracious host who allowed others to keep you safe.”
Safe.
Yes, that was important to Daddy.
There was something I was supposed to tell him about that, but it leaked out too. I tried to find it, but by the time we got to the kitchen, it was just gone. Thoughts were so slippery they kept escaping. Maybe Daddy was right to keep me wrapped up and safe.
I might escape without even knowing I’d done it.
“Everything’s slippery, Daddy.” He patted my head and made one of his thinking sounds. “You’ll keep them from wandering off or escaping.”
“That is what dominant caretakers are for, my little human.” Daddy was so good at doing everything at the same time, he walked me and rocked me and even got my bottle.
