Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“I know you’re intrigued, Baby girl. I can see it on your face and the way you keep squirming. Have you tried wearing a diaper since the other night?”
Mindy shook her head. “I was too embarrassed to buy them.”
“Ah. I think you would benefit from spending some time at a younger age to help you decide if it’s right for you. How about if I provided you with some supplies to make that possible?”
Mindy licked her lips. “You would do that?”
“Of course, Baby girl. I want you to be happy and well-adjusted. That’s the goal. If I didn’t feel strongly in my gut that you would be a good fit for The Nurturing Center, I wouldn’t have suggested it. But I want you to be certain too. There’s no going back.”
“Okay.” It was hard to avoid squirming. She wasn’t sure if it was the discussion itself or the way Tricia was staring at her so intently. Both maybe.
Tricia pushed to standing. “Give me five minutes. I have a box of supplies in my trunk. I’ll bring them in.”
Mindy gasped. “You have them with you?”
Tricia grinned. “Yep.” She tapped Mindy’s nose. “I suspected they might come in handy. Be right back.”
Mindy rose and followed Tricia to the door. She stood inside her apartment, ringing her fingers, shocked and nervous while she waited. As soon as Tricia returned, Mindy’s nerves shot through the roof.
Tricia carried the box through to Mindy’s bedroom and set it on the floor before sitting on the edge of the bed. She reached out toward Mindy, who was standing in the doorway still ringing her fingers together. “Come here, Baby girl.”
Mindy swallowed hard as she shuffled forward.
Tricia parted her knees and pulled Mindy in close to her. She brushed a thin whisp of hair off Mindy’s face. “Will you allow me to mentor you for the next few weeks?”
Mindy didn’t know what that meant exactly, but she nodded and found her voice. “Yes, Ma’am.”
“Good girl. I’d like you to incorporate several things into your life when you’re home. Obviously, you still need to go to work, but as soon as you get off, I want you to come home and follow my guidance, okay?”
Mindy nodded.
“Good girl. When you get home, I want you to remove all your clothes and drop them in the hamper out of sight. Change into what I’ve chosen for you and follow my rules.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” she whispered.
Tricia patted her bottom. “No panties in the house. I don’t want you to use the toilet at home for any reason. Understood?”
Mindy hesitated. “Even for, uh, number two?”
“Even for poo poo. Yes, Baby girl. Babies don’t use potties at all. I know it’s harder to clean up when you don’t have a caregiver with you, but you can manage, can’t you?”
“I guess so.”
“It would be best if you used the bathroom at work sparingly. Only if you can’t hold it. I don’t want you to go potty several times at work just to avoid doing so at home. And please don’t use the bathroom in the last few hours at all. I’d rather you arrive at home desperate to use your diaper.”
Mindy’s face flushed. “Yes, Ma’am,” she murmured.
“I also want you to start weaning off of regular foods. Take a sandwich lunch to work so no one knows you’re Little, but I want you to use only bottles at home. I’ve got a canister of formula in here that will last you a few weeks. I’ll even make several bottles for you so all you have to do is grab one out of the fridge. Take a bottle in the morning and again at night before bed. Got it?”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Mindy shifted her weight back and forth. She was both nervous and excited at the same time.
“When you’re home, please start using a pacifier as much as you feel comfortable. I don’t mind you occasionally sucking your thumb either. I want you to erase the idea that it’s a bad habit from your mind. In moderation, thumb sucking can be soothing.”
The urge to bring her thumb to her mouth right then and there was strong, and she stopped fighting it when Tricia lifted her hand to her mouth. “Go ahead, Baby girl.”
Mindy stuck her thumb in her mouth and wrapped her lips around it for the first time in years, feeling every muscle in her body relax as she indulged.
Tricia smiled broadly. “That’s a good girl. Let it soothe you. I’ve got ribbons in the box you can use to keep your pacifier around your neck too. That way you can pop it into your mouth whenever you want.”
Mindy leaned into Tricia’s body. Her legs didn’t seem to want to hold her up any longer.
Tricia tucked a hand under her bottom to support her. “Let’s get you changed, okay?”