Daily Free-Write February 26, 2020

Continued from February 25, 2021 "Granny Grabbed Pt. 6"

The two Dazed babies made their way ever so slowly to the door. Daddy got there first and waited patiently for them. He knew that keeping balanced was difficult with the diaper drug in their system. When they finally reached the door, Daddy opened it to reveal a beautiful walk-in closet. In fact, it was really a room of its own, complete with mirrors, both full length and lit vanity mirrors, which would allow them to see themselves dressed in any outfits Daddy chose. It larger than most peoples’ bedrooms and on every wall, there was row upon row of choices for Daddy to choose from. Coats, tops, pants, shoes coveralls, dresses, costumes, sleepers, hats of all sorts, and many things in bins and behind glass that Davey couldn’t make out yet.

Davey noticed that half of the room held clothes that could fit Violet, and the other half held things in his size. There were even some outfits for Daddy. Of course Daddy’s options fit his role better, even when they matched the theme of some of the other clothes, and all the dresses and latex outfits were on Violet’s side.

The room was well lit, and Daddy told the lights to change to a softer incandescent color, and they did. Davey’s mouth hung open. Normally this wouldn’t be impressive, but In his drug-addled state, it seemed to him that Daddy was commanding the house by magic. He thought the color changing lights were the most amazing thing he’d ever seen. Daddy chuckled and told the light’s to turn pink, and Davey fell over.

“Uh oh, I think baby is a little bit loopy from all the powder. Hey Lexi. Turn Nursery Dressing Room Lights Incandescent.” Daddy bent down to help Davey back up. “You okay, sweetie?”

Davey gulped and nodded. He was feeling a little sick to his stomach from his loss of equilibrium but just being held was helping to ground him. He looked around and noticed that some of the things he saw on his side were items that he had had on his wish list for years. It looked like Daddy had done his research, and even gotten some things that had been on his ancient EHarbor account, which he couldn’t even get onto anymore. Tins he had forgotten he’d ever wanted. Seeing all this, David didn’t know whether to be overjoyed or terrified. This man knew everything about him. Still, that didn’t make having those things any less exciting.

“I-i-is that a…”

“Yes,” said Daddy. Your very own raccoon jammies, just like the one from Peter Pan. Do you want to try it on?”

“C-can I?” he asked, blushing slightly. He had always felt like a lost boy, and he wished he could run around in an outfit like they did.

“Can I be Wendy?” yelled Violet, excited.

“Yes, you can, sweetheart. Let’s get you both dressed up. Oop… hold on there, little bean,” he said, pulling Davey back as he moved toward the coveted sleeper.

“You’re just going to fall over again. Besides, I think it’s time for the two of you to get a change.”

Davey looked down, and squished the front of his rubber pants. He couldn’t really tell how much he’d wet, but Daddy had no doubt about it. Daddy carried Davey over to a padded table in the middle of the room and strapped his chest down so he wouldn’t roll off.

“Okay, baby boy. Let’s check out the damage.”

Daddy pulled down his rubber pants and set them aside. Then he Squished the bulging yellow front of Davey’s diaper.

“Oh yes. This one is full to bursting,” said Daddy.

Davey gasped as he looked down between his legs. Had that really all been him? As Daddy untaped his diapers and the cool air hit his skin, he watched his weenie squirt out more pee. Luckily, Daddy was pro and immediately brought the front of the diaper back up to catch it.

“Better but a washcloth over that squirt gun of yours, buddy,” he said, grabbing a cloth and draping it over Davey’s penis. He made a quick job of wiping Davey down and grabbed another diaper, this one with a raccoon face on it. Then he grabbed a bottle of powder and Davey made a big o with his lips showing his shock.

“Hehe, don’t worry, cutie,” said Daddy. “This is just regular ol’ powder. I think you’re had enough of the special stuff for the day. You can have more tomorrow when you’re back at Gran-Gran’s nursery.”

Daddy finished diapering him up and then went over to grab the sleeper. Davey was so happy when Davey set him down in his adorable outfit. He was a lost boy!

“Look, Viowet! I’m a waccoon!” he said, smiling big. It took him a few seconds to hear what he had said and bring his hands up to his mouth. “Why can’t I say my awws?”

“Silly boy, you’ve had a lot of powder. I’m surprised you can talk at all. You just sit tight. I’m gonna change the little princess into her outfit as well!”

Violet got the same treatment, being picked up by Daddy and strapped down onto the table. But for her outfit he brought her into a little booth that looked like a pink miniature castle with curtains to give the occupants privacy. After a couple minutes, Daddy Stepped out and pulled the rope to open the curtains, dramatically announcing, “Ta-da! I give you Wendy Darling.”

Davey clapped as Wendy stepped out and gave her best curtsy. She no longer had her mitts on so she was able to do it without any problem.

“And now, who should I be?” asked Daddy.

“Ooh that’s an easy one.. Peter Pan!” cried Wendy.

Daddy smiled a mischievous grin and shook his head. “No, I think I’d rather be… Captain Hook!”

The two of them gasped as Daddy announced his plan. In no time at all he was changed into his outfit and the three of them played ‘Peter Pan’ in the play area for a good long time. Of course they couldn’t chase Daddy around very well with their thick diapers and the powder acting on their senses, so much of their play involved Captain Hook boasting of his grand adventures and telling the little scamps what he had in store for them if Peter didn’t show up soon and save them. Even Sentinel got in on the fun, playfighting with Daddy. In the end, Captain Hook won and they became his cabin babies. They would forever be his, with no chance of escape.

And then, at the last moment, Peter Pan appeared (voiced by Daddy), and Captain Hook cursed as Peter whisked them off to their high chairs for Dinner. At some point, someone had set out dinner for the two of them, as well as a stand-alone tray with Daddy’s dinner on it as well.

“Quick!” said Daddy, in his Peter Pan Voice, “You have to eat up all the special food before Captain Hook finds you! That will make you strong enough to get away!”

Davey grabbed the spoon in front of him and started shoveling he mush down. He wouldn’t let Captain Hook win. Of course he didn’t do the best job of feeding himself, and if it weren’t for his big baby bib, he would have needed to change out of his outfit immediately. As it was, his face and hands ended up with as much goop on them as in his stomach. Wendy manage to eat hers in a much more refined manner, and Daddy chuckled watching the two full-grown former-adults eating just like toddlers. And of course he got some video of the adorable affair. Once he was satisfied with their progress he gave them both bottles to wash it down with.

Then, he lifted the silver top off his tray to reveal a delicious pizza. His two little ones looked on enviously.

“Hey, how come I don’t get any pizza?” asked Violet, no longer using her Wendy voice.

“You have to train with Davey, remember? And you know that with all that powder you’d probably choke on grownup food. Sorry sweetie, but you’ll just have to play it safe and eat what babies eat until we can get you both trained up.”

Violet looked disappointed but accepted this answer.

“What about me?” asked Davey. “Will I be able to eat big kid food again?”

Daddy smiled at the way he called it ‘big kid food’ but nodded. “That’s up to you. If you want to be a baby, there are going to be some trade-offs. Of course you could be a little bit older. But no matter what you’ll still be little, that’s not negotiable.”

Davey nodded at this as well. He really wished he could have his baby cake and eat it too, but now he was experiencing what it was like – the good and the bad. And then he brought the bottle to his mouth and sucked. The moment the sweet creamy nectar hit his tongue he was again overwhelmed by a euphoric bliss, and he thought to himself that maybe being stuck with baby food wasn’t so bad after all.

After Dinner, they brushed their teeth at a little mermaid-themed sink that was shaped like a clamshell. Daddy read them a bedtime story, changed them one last time, and tucked them in in their cribs.

“How come I get the pink crib?” asked Davey, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

“Because pink is the color we use for little boys,” said Daddy.

“Nu-uh!” said Davey. He knew the color for boys was blue.

“Yuh huh!” said Daddy, crossing his arms and sticking out his tongue. It’s the color that boys used to wear in the Victorian times and they just switched it later for no real reason. But I think it’s a fine color for boys, and anyway, Violet likes the blue one and the big sis gets first pick!

Violet sat up and stuck out her tongue, which made Davey giggle.

Then Davey had a thought.

“Um, Daddy? Can I ask you a question?”

“Yes, little one. What do you want to know?”

“When we were in the car. It felt like… I don’t know… It seemed like you were talking to your friend like we were… I don’t know… toys. Is that how you think of us?”

“Well, yes,” he said smiling. “You are my toys. But you’re the best toys,” he added, quickly. “ones that will never get tiresome or dull. Daddy will always love you and never forget you or stuff you in some closet to collect dust. Every day will be a new adventure.”

“Like Peter Pan?” asked Davey.

“Just so,” he said, smiling.

“What if you get married and have kids?” asked Davey.

“Don’t want ‘em” said Daddy. “I’m queer and I don’t really believe in the whole traditional family deal anyway. I mean why would I want to emulate some straight person’s idea of what a family should be? And for that matter, how many people I should get to have fun with?”

Davey stared at him blankly.

“Hmm, let me put it this way,” said Daddy. I wanted to have relationships on my terms. I have a network of daddies like a big queer family and we together and have playdates and parties… some very adult parties as well, which I’m sure you’ll just love. I’ll tell you all about my little playmate, but that’s all the questions I’m going to answer tonight. You two love bugs sleep tight and I’ll see you in the morning. Come sentinel, let’s go nini.”

Daddy left them with the bottles and hit the lights on his way out so the dome darkened, leaving a cool blue light and stars shining above. The soft sound of crickets chirped in the background and the crackling of a fire could be heard. It sounded like it was coming from the TV area and he could swear he saw a little glow as if from a campfire in that direction.

“It’s not really crickets and a campfire,” said Violet. “I can make it play anything I want, but this is what I usually like to fall asleep to. Um… did you want me to change it to lullabye music or something?”

“No,” said Davey. “…I like this.” He sighed. With the effects of the drug beginning to taper off, he was finally getting some perspective.  “Today’s been… a lot.”

“I’m sorry,” said Violet. “I know what you’re going through, but I promise you’ll love it here. We really have the best daddy.”

“But… I’m not a toy. And anyway, do you really want to be here?”

“Well,” said Violet. “It took me a while to accept it, but now I’m happier than I ever was in my old life. I mean look at this. I have everything I ever wanted.”

“Not everything,” Davey muttered.

“What do you mean?”

“You wanted me.”

Violet was caught off guard by this comment. She blushed, though it wasn’t visible in the dimly lit nursery. After a pause she replied. “Well… I will admit it was getting a little lonely here. I mean Daddy… he’s good enough, but he’s not the same as having another little to play with. I thought if I could choose anyone to spend my life with, it would be you.”

Now Davey was taken aback. “Do you really mean that?”

“Yes,” said Violet. “I mean I’ve felt that way for a long time. I was finally getting up the courage to tell you when Granny grabbed me.”

“Oh...” said Davey laying back and thinking.

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way,” she said. “I mean… well we never did get to talk about it.”

“I… I have a lot of thinking to do, Violet. I just…”

“I understand. Nini.”

“Nini.” He said.

They lay there in silence for a while but he couldn’t sleep. Thoughts kept swirling through his mind. He was ambivalent about the nursery and his new life. He loved it on one hand, but how he had ended up there didn’t sit right with him. Anyone in their right mind would say these people were crazy and head for the hills. But yet… what Violet said made some sort of sense.”

“Violet,” he whispered. “You awake?”

“Yeah…”

“Would you ever want to escape? …With me?”

“Don’t even talk about that,” she said in a hushed voice. “It’s impossible, and besides, you don’t want to get punished by Daddy. It’s not fun.”

“But if I don’t try…”

“If you try I’ll report you myself,” she said. “You’re going to make trouble for both of us so don’t do it. That’s the last time I want to hear it.”

Davey lay back in the crib looking at the outline of the bars in the dim light.. It really was hopless. But then something struck him that almost made him leap to his feet right there and then. Daddy’s pants. He was pretty sure he had left them in the changing room. If he could just get to them, he’d have the keys to get out of this place. But did he really dare risk it?