Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Both?
Just for being good in general or because of the quiet toy?
He was also excited about the clothes.
Maybe it was the diaper?
What would I have to do to get the chocolatey things they sold over by the gift shop too? They were poop shaped but they looked really good.
“I think the shorts are going to look good with your onesie but we’ll keep looking for other options.” Micha set the shirt down on the bed before leaning me back. “There are a lot of options, though. So we’ll have to pick them out one at a time.”
Giving a ridiculously dramatic sigh, he pouted as he eased my legs down and started taking off my pants. “Buying too much at once isn’t reasonable. It might take me a while to pick out what I like you best in, so we’re not going to buy too much.”
Or we’d end up with too many weird clothes he didn’t want to dress me in.
But him saying it over and over didn’t mean he was going to manage to control his new shopping passion.
It made sense, though, but I just sucked because I didn’t have to talk. We were playing a weird new version of the quiet game and I got to win because I didn’t have to use any words.
Micha was in control.
He proved that when he stripped off my underwear and picked up the diaper. “But don’t worry, I know where I want to start, so it’s not completely random.”
Micha liked research.
He’d researched weird shit to be as happy as he currently was.
Ugh.
“I’ve been thinking about this.” He left out the part that he’d been able to think so much because of all my extra work, but I knew it was partly my fault.
I should’ve kept him busier.
I’d done this to myself somehow.
“Special shirts to start with and then we’ll get some special jammies and other fun clothes.” Bouncing his head from side to side, he pushed my legs toward my chest and lifted up my bottom so he could slide the diaper under me. “You’re going to be surprised at how much variety there is, but don’t worry, I’m in charge of picking and buying and dressing you.”
Somehow he kept getting more and more excited every time he talked about it.
He was kind of rude to get so happy when I was frustrated.
I sucked harder and faster to make sure he knew that, but he was a pain in the butt and smiled wider. “I knew you’d like not having to make any decisions about what kind of onesie to wear or if you needed your diaper.”
Oh.
He was incredibly rude to cheat so blatantly too.
Not having to talk meant I couldn’t tell him how ridiculous all of it was.
“Alright, shirt on.” Micha frowned thoughtfully as he sat me up and worked the strange t-shirt thing over my head. “You do look cute like this, though, but I don’t want you to get cold.”
The weirdest part was that I couldn’t tell if he was serious or not. He was thoroughly enjoying everything he was doing, but since he was in control that probably made sense, and he was being really thinky about all of it.
“Some of the jammies looked too hot, though.” His brows pulled together as he laid me back down again. “I don’t want my cute baby to melt. We’re going to have to find a compromise somewhere.”
He was like cuddling with a furnace, so me melting was entirely possible.
“We’ll figure it out.” Wiggling the back flap of the shirt thing between my legs, he focused on the buttons instead of smiling at me. “Some of them might not be as heavy as I’m imagining. I’ll have to read more of the reviews. Someone has to have done reviews on that kind of stuff. There are videos online for everything else kink related.”
Well, he wasn’t wrong but I wasn’t going to encourage his new shopping research until I knew more about what he was talking about.
Ugh.
He was going to make me have to do research too.
Evil. Evil Dom.
Putting on my new cotton shorts kept him distracted and chatty. “A lot of the practical things for this kind of fun are glossed over, though. Someone needs to do starter videos that skip the Kink 101 bits and jump right to the clothes and quiet toys aspects.”
He reached up and tapped my quiet toy. “Some have to be more well-made than others, but it’s hard to figure that out.”
Micha liked quality stuff, so I could understand his logic.
That didn’t mean I had to acknowledge any of it, though.
I had my quiet toy in and that meant I didn’t have to talk about the toy. I didn’t have to talk about the clothes, even if they had animals on them. I didn’t have to talk about him being so happy. I didn’t even have to talk about my diaper making me wiggly.