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Chapter 30

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes ddlg themes (always forced age regression) abdl themes, mentions of murder, torture, knives etc.

Marc’s POV:

He knew, as soon as he saw the sandcastle, he knew that something was going on. I couldn’t let him get all the glory. This was my case, and I wasn’t going to let some trooper swoop in and take all the credit not after years of my hard work. I regretted my decision to knock him out, by the second step my arms were already burning from the strain of carrying his bulk and I could feel the start of an ache in my lower back that I knew would bother me for days. I had to get him to the basement, but I should’ve tried to lure him down there first and saved myself some pain. Thankfully I knew the whole layout of the house, so I didn’t have to fumble with his body while trying to find a light. I even helped Sebastian build it. When they first moved here, they were hesitant about letting me in on their little secret, but I proved myself worthy of their friendship.

I finally got the trooper strapped into their torture chair as they called it. There were straps everywhere, legs, arms, head, and even a gag. The stained blood on the chair lead me to believe that they used this chair for flaying. I filled a bucket of water and sloshed it onto him. The trooper jolted awake, sheer panic flooded his face at the situation he got himself into. I ignored the muffled screams and got on with the Interrogation.

“You had to be nosy, you had to come here. Well, Mr. Cooper, this isn’t going to end well for you.” I went over to the metal cabinet and pulled out the roll. With one hand, I unrolled it to reveal the various types of knives. I pulled out the biggest knife and held it by my side. Typical victims, they always freak out. I slashed the knife across his face, opening a huge gash on his cheek. A river of blood gushed down his face drenching his shirt. I think he got the hint and shut up.

“You catch on fast Mr Cooper, you’re not as dumb as you look. If you stay quiet and listen, I might consider letting you go.” I didn’t wait for a response and continued. “You see Mr Cooper, you stumbled upon an ongoing case. My case. Yes, I’m a cop just like you. Well, not exactly like you. You see I’ve had to do some pretty crazy things. But it’s all part of the job. It’s unconventional, but when you hunt a killer one must get into the mindset of a killer. Yes, I’ve murdered people, young girls but I had to. I had to prove myself to them. I had to get close to them.”

I grabbed a chair and dragged it in front of him and sat down. I sighed “When I was an active cop, I was assigned a multiple missing person's case. All girls, all beautiful, and all under 20. All different states but there were similarities. All the girls had no family, no loved ones who would notice that they were gone and every one of them lived in a small town. Whoever took them had a type. I studied these cases, a lot of them were dismissed but I wouldn’t give up on them. My bosses said I was too obsessed they said I was seeing connections that weren’t there. They wouldn’t accept what I already knew that these girls were dead. I wouldn’t take no for an answer and ultimately, I ended up losing my job, my wife, and my home. But that didn’t stop me, nothing could stop me from following them. More missing girls popped up, all the same m.o. I went to those towns, travelled, followed, and eventually found them. It Could have just been luck, just a chance meeting, but I knew I was meant to find them.”

“I was in a bar, slumped over a glass of whiskey when a beautiful young girl asked if I wanted another drink. Of course, I couldn’t say no, but my empty wallet could. She assured me that it was on the house. She giggled and looked so happy when she told me that the tall blonde gentleman at the bar just tipped her generously and wanted to treat everyone there with a free drink. I wasn’t special to her, but she was to him. I watched him all night, other women tried to flirt with him, but he wasn’t interested. He had his eyes set on her. When he went to the bathroom with a very noticeable bulge in his pants, I knew that this was my chance. I didn’t know how but I just knew that something wasn’t right about him.”

“I spewed some lies to the young bartender about wanting to find out the name of the guy, she was hesitant at first but told me his name is Chris, Chris Evans. She even showed me his credit card details. Of course, I told her not to mention anything to him and she kept her promise. He ended up leaving an hour later and so did I. We weren’t the only ones that left. The young girl hurried out and caught up with him. And they left together. I made it back to my car and left for the motel not thinking about it. It wasn’t until a couple of days later in the same town, missing pictures of the young bartender showed up. It was him.”

Remembering back to that day, I ended up calling my old station and frantically told my ex-boss that it was happening again. I was dismissed again, told to give it up. I wasn’t a cop anymore and should just enjoy retirement. I knew who it was, but they didn’t listen. Angry, I stood up from the chair and quickly dug the knife into the trooper’s stomach. I did it again and again until I calmed down.

“I had done a slight bit of hacking into the police computers to see if I could dig up any dirt on Mr Evans. I found out out he’s an ex-serviceman. He was in the Army. I managed to hack into his phone number and track his comings and goings. I saw all his texts, mainly to another person. And followed him to all of his victims. I kept my distance, but it wasn’t until they turned up here. The perfect place to hide out. I set up my place and acted like a friendly neighbour. I hardly saw them, but they were here. I eventually met the other guy. The one he was texting, Sebastian. No dirt on him, but a normal person.”

“I made it my duty to get to know them. Of course, they were standoffish. I can understand but I simply bothered them to the point they couldn’t say no. Over a simple BBQ at their place, we got to know each other. I didn’t hide anything from them, no doubt they already did their research about me but to show them that I can be a friend I told them everything. Well, not everything. They told me that they are partners just looking to spend some time with their family. They told me about their girl. Told me that she wasn’t feeling well enough for dinner and went to bed early. Of course, they both checked on her perfectly. Both trying to suss me out.”

Lost in my rambling, I didn’t even notice that Cooper had slumped over and was now on the brink of death. I lifted his head by his chin. “Looks like you’ll miss out on the good part, oh well. Where was I? Oh yes. They seemed to like and trust me. Eventually let me meet their little girl, Sasha. She wasn’t little though but treated like one. They let me in on their secret, not the one I was expecting. Not the one I’ve been following them for. They did also mention that secret too. But it came with consequences. I did some pretty horrible things but not gonna lie, it felt so good doing something so wrong. And get this, the reason why there are no bodies is that they eat the people, can you believe that? I tried to help their last little girl, but she got caught. Thankfully she’s still alive for now. “I let out a little chuckle and plunged the knife into his heart.

“And now, they’re gone. On the run because someone spotted their newest little girl and then you came snooping around. Don’t worry, they’ll never find out about this. I have it all planned out, I’m going to get them once and for all, all of the evidence, all of it to prove to my station what I can do, and then they’ll see, they’ll see what I’m capable of. What greatness I can accomplish.”

Feeling all high and mighty with a big grin on my face, I pulled out the knife that was buried in his chest. “Looks like I’m having a BBQ tonight.”

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Chapter 29

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes ddlg themes (always forced age regression) abdl themes, swearing, bunny gets hit, mentions of murder. If I need to add more, let me know.

Chris’s POV

Whilst Sebastian and Jessica were out shopping, I decided that Bunny and I should have some one-on-one time. We decided to chill out on the deck and make good use of the hot tub. As much as I love Bunny, I prefer Jessica over her. She’s just the perfect little girl and always makes me smile. Bunny has definitely changed since moving into Sebastian’s house. She’s not a playful little anymore. She’s not like Jessica.

A buzz from my phone brought me out of my thoughts. They had only been away for about an hour or so, must be an update to let me know that they arrived.

Code Red: We have to go, NOW!

Fuck! I didn’t bother texting him back. It’s a code red aka we’ve been caught. But how? Jessica, my sweet little princess must have done something. I turned off the hot tub and frantically dried Bunny off. She was crying and asking lots of questions. I didn’t respond to her. I tend to not deal with stress very well and she was getting on my last nerve. She wouldn’t shut up, so I hit her. I didn’t mean to hit her so hard, but I did. Her body thumped onto the floor and finally there was silence. Now I could think clearly.

Thankfully we always had an emergency plan in case something happened. The plan was to pack up and go to the safe house out of state. Lay low and just wait it out. At some point one of us would have to return to properly pack things up. We couldn’t have any evidence laying around. My thoughts were of Jessica, my little girl is going to be punished for what she did. Sebastian would probably want her killed, but I’ve noticed a change in him. He loves her deeply. Surely, he wouldn’t go as far as killing her but then again, we could always just start out fresh again. New little, new location. No! I won’t let that happen. Not again.

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The front door opened, Sebastian dragged Jessica inside and instructed her to pack up her things. He didn’t seem angry with her, but she did just endure a hour long car ride back here. He came over and slammed his hands on the counter with a sigh. “So, what did she do?” I asked. He looked at me. I couldn’t read his face. Eventually he spoke up “nothing.” He sighed “but she was recognised by the cashier. I don’t know what that means, she has no family, no one would look for her, maybe it had something to do with her silly social media.” My eyes widened “I knew that would bite us in the ass one day. So, what are we gonna do?”

After arguing back and forth. We settled on the emergency plan. Jessica could be kept awake we trust her more plus we both enjoy her company. Bunny, we needed to drug and throw into the trunk. We’ll inform Marc and ask him to keep an ear out for anything suspicious. Of course, he would be paid a large amount of cash for helping us out. We have to keep our informants happy.

Eventually we were all packed up in the car, Jessica happily playing eye spy with Sebastian and not a care in the world about what happened. I hoped Sebastian had more games planned, it would be a long journey to the safe house and there’s only so much eye spy you can play.

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A few hours after abandoning the cabin. A state trooper on patrol, got an urgent message through his radio. A sighting of a missing person, a 4ft 20 year old brunette girl with a prosthetic leg. This was the first break in case, if they didn’t find her soon, they would never find her. The order went out a thorough search. “No stone left unturned.” He carried on patrolling his normal routes, until he saw a sign for a campsite. The sign looked old and yet in his 25 years patrolling these roads, he never once noticed it before.

No stone left unturned.

He made his way down the long and overgrown road until he reached convenience and gun store. Both unsupervised. A little further down the road, he stopped by two large cabins. A man was sweeping the deck of the cabin on the left. The trooper left his car and asked the man if anyone occupies the adjacent cabin. The man said that no one had been in the cabins for months. Explained that it’s not cabin season just yet and that he doesn’t expect anyone will be here for months. The trooper thanked the man but before getting into his car, decided to have another look around. He went down the winding stairs to the private beach and stared at the destroyed sandcastle. It was big and mighty, it looked like it took a long time to build. It was made out of simple sand and water. It wouldn’t have lasted the long and wet winter they had. No, this sandcastle was fresh.

He pulled out his radio, but before he even muttered a word, everything went black.

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Chapter 28

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes ddlg themes (always forced age regression) abdl themes, mentions of killing, torture and cannibalism, fluff, lots of swearing.

Sebastian’s POV:

After putting the girls to bed, Chris and I spent the evening disposing of all the meat in our freezers. We couldn’t remember exactly who the girls ate but we must’ve had someone else for dinner. Our poor girls got sick and as much as it hurt us to get rid of our hard earned work, we couldn’t have our precious littles getting sick again. Instead of wasting it we decided to give it to Marc. I’m sure he would make good use out of it. He prefers killing and torturing over eating but he’s a firm believer in not leaving behind any evidence. Marc knew all about how evidence works, how forensic teams can find the tiniest bit of evidence and have your life ruined within a couple of days. It’s always good to have someone on the inside of the police force who is on our side.

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I woke up to the sound of little pitter patters on the hardwood floor next to me. Without opening an eye, I swooshed open the blanket and felt her little body fall against my chest. I held her closely by the waist and flipped the both of us around so that we were facing Chris, that earned a little giggle from her. “Shh little one, dada is asleep.” I kissed the top of her head. “Otay” was the only response I got followed not long after by faint little snores that accompanied loud ones. I lay there for a time and just enjoyed. I snuggled in closer to Chris, gently smushing our little one between our bodies.

When I woke up for the second time, the bed was empty. My snuggle buddies had abandoned me. Probably for the best. Jessica’s diaper was already soggy when she came in this morning. Wouldn’t want a… I rolled over and immediately felt a huge wet patch on the bed. Great. I got up and stripped the sheets, showered, and joined my family in the kitchen.

“Good morning, babe, and little ones. How did we all sleep?” I asked as I walked over to the kitchen island and kissed Chris on the lips. I got a chorus of “great” from the little ones and a groan from Chris. Grabbing what I could from the fridge, I made myself a decent breakfast. A reminder that we had to go to the grocery store today. Chris and I had talked about it last night and we both agreed that Jessica would come to the store with me today. We trust her the most and plus she needs a little daddy daughter day.

After clearing up the mess the little ones made, I sat Jessica down and explained what was going to happen. “Honey, I want you to listen very, very carefully, okay?” “Otay” I smiled and continued “you and daddy are gonna go on a little date to the grocery store. If you are super-duper good then maybe we can get some new toys and ice cream, how does that sound?” I’ve seen Jessica excited before but never this excited. She bounced around on her little tiptoes, she wouldn’t even stop when she was getting ready. 20 mins later we were all packed up in the car, Jessica firmly strapped into her car seat happily looking out the window whilst I was a bundle of nerves. It was the first outing from the campsite, Jessica knew the rules but how well it would go would depend on her.

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An hour later and we arrived at Edgewood, a small town with a population of only 204. The perfect place to stop for groceries. I parked the car outside the local grocery store and helped Jessica out of her car seat. “Remember the rules honey, misbehave and there will be no toys, no ice cream and much worse punishments to come.” No response, she just nodded her head. I took her hand in mine and grabbed a cart. Sadly, she wouldn’t fit in it so I had to trust that she wouldn’t run away.

I handed her the list and she proceeded to read out the items. She was so adorable trying to pronounce the words, we both knew she could, but she was playing her part. She’s definitely a good little actress. After picking out all the fruit and vegetables, we made our way to the cereal section. Jessica didn’t need to look down to read what we had to get, she knew exactly what we were getting. She looked up at me with begging eyes (god I loved when she did that) and I gave a silent nod. She took off squealing and ran towards the cheerio’s. I couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle.

A woman, a very beautiful one appeared next to me “she’s adorable.” I tried not to jump but she did surprise me. “Thank you.” I responded. I didn’t take my eyes off of Jessica. The woman continued “I wish my little girl was as well behaved as…” Picking up on why she stopped I interrupted “mine, she’s, my daughter.” Jessica returned to the cart carrying a very large family size package of cheerio’s, plopped them into the cart and slid her hand back into mine. Good girl.

The woman smiled and introduced herself “I’m Aliyah, but you can call me Ali.” With my other free hand, I reach out to shake her gorgeous hand “Brad and this is Riley.” Ali bent down “hi Riley it’s so nice to meet you, how old are you?” Jessica put up four fingers. “oh wow, you’re very tall for your age. You must have your daddy’s genes.” She straightens up and as she does, her eyes take in every inch of me. I chuckle “that she does.” I pull Jessica closer to me. Ali smiled at the loving affection “Are you new here?” I kept calm, can’t show any signs of stress. “No, we’re just visiting some family.” “Oh, that’s a shame, have you been here recently before? It’s just I recognise Riley, I dunno where from, maybe the park?” Shit. “Yeah, we have been here a couple of times, my aunt is sick, and Riley has been spending some time with her cousins, I dunno probably went to the park at some point.” I smiled, hoping that was a good answer.

It wasn’t. Ali looked at me questioning and angry “Wait, probably? Don’t you know where your little girl is at all times. What the fuck kind of parent doesn’t know where their child is. There are creeps out there, anyone could have taken her and your response is “I dunno probably at the park”, and here’s me thinking you’re hot I was gonna give you my number. You need to sort out your shit and take better care of her, ya hear me?”

At this point, lots of shoppers were looking down the aisle, wanting to look at all the commotion. Not what I wanted. I didn’t say a word but dragged Jessica down the bottom aisle and into the next one. People were giving me weird looks and were looking at Jessica. Not wanting to drag her around, I forced her into the child’s seat in the cart. She whined and a few tears fell but I quickly wiped them away, not wanting to add to the new attention. I grabbed random tins of food and went to checkout.

The cashier was too happy and bubbly and I didn’t have the energy to force myself to be nice to her. “Good morning, sir, were you able to find everything you were looking for today?” “Yes” I answered angrily. The woman clearly didn’t like my tone but continued to ramble on. “And would you like these bagged or…” “I’ll do it myself for fucks sake.” She didn’t like that at all “sir, please refrain from using that language around me and your child. It’s not tolerated.” She looked at Jessica and her eyes widened. Fuck. “Sir I’m gonna need to make a quick call, please stay here.” And off she popped, frantically walking to appears to be the staff room. I knew that look and without hesitation I threw the money on the counter and took off with Jessica.

I flung the food into the car and tried to get Jessica out of the cart. Fuck sake why did she have to be so big. I struggled but eventually got her out and buckled up. I abandoned the cart and sped off hoping that no one saw the license plates. I was full on panicking, the cashier knew Jessica but how. What are we gonna do. All these thoughts were racing in my head, meanwhile Jessica’s was crying in the back seat. I stopped the car and turned around to her “what the fuck is wrong? Would you stop crying.” She let out a shaky “ice cream toys.” “You’re not getting any now just shut up.” I yelled. I picked up my phone and texted Chris.

Code red: We have to go, NOW!

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Chapter 27

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes ddlg themes (always forced age regression) abdl themes, attempted murder? some swearing, fluff, If I left anything out, let me know.

Jessica’s POV

I continued my attempts to get rid of our vermin problem. Sadly she wasn't dead yet. I have to be clever about disposing of her. My daddies have only just forgiven me for the last outburst, I can’t have them turning on me too. I tried multiple times to kill Bunny; I made a deadly mud pie containing lots of bugs, worms and mysterious looking leaves. They must have been poisonous as they gave me a nasty rash, daddy said I was a silly goose for touching poison ivy.

My next attempt probably would have worked but dada said that even though the bottles are bright and colourful, bleach isn’t bubble bath. I argued the point that it had a bathroom on the label. How was I supposed to know that it can’t get on your skin.

The last attempt didn’t quite go as planned definitely didn’t expect her to get all of daddies attention. This morning I hid her milk in her sippy cup under the living room cushions. She was too distracted anyway, she was basically throwing herself at dada, showing off her big girl top with her boobies nearly falling out, fat slut. Of course dada loved it. And daddy got involved when she twirled in her flowery skirt. “Ooh daddy look at my new top, isn’t it pretty? It’s ribbed, feels funny, wanna touch-it? Dada look at my pretty skirt, it swishes when I spin. Ah oh, you can see my matching panties.” Oh please, she wasn't fooling anyone.

I ignored her pitiful antics and continued to colour in my picture. Enough time had passed for my evil plan to work. Right before lunch time, I slipped her sippy cup back into the fridge. Hoping it would be cold enough for nap time. We ate our delicious lunch, “hamburger bites” chips and melon. Soon daddy picked me up and whisked me away for a peaceful nap.

It was far from peaceful though. About an hour into my nap, I woke to the sound of coughing and loud crying. My plan was working. Loud footsteps were heard outside of my room, they sounded panicked. Frantically moving about and stopping at various points of the house. A set stopped outside my room and walked in. Not even opening my eyes I knew it was dada, I could smell his expensive cologne. It smelled musky and very comforting. I always wanted to smother myself in his scent. He walked up to me, put his left hand on my back as a form of comforting me whilst his right hand checked my forehead. Of course there was no signs of discomfort or sweating. I didn’t drink gone off milk. He gently rubbed my back and pressed a kiss to my forehead. Wishing me sweet dreams before leaving. I did have sweet dreams, the thought of Bunny dying in the room next to me.

When I woke up two hours later, daddy had came in and changed my very wet diaper. He was constantly checking me for signs of distress and asking me lots of questions. To shut him up, I told him my tummy was hurting. Panic plastered his face. He brought me into the living room and pulled dada aside to have a secret conversation. Bunny was nowhere to be seen. Thinking that my plan worked, a small smile appeared on my face. That was until there was a small whimper sound coming from the baby monitor. The bitch was still alive. It turns out gone off milk doesn’t kill you, just gives you food poisoning. Daddies think it was the meat that made “us” sick and declared that a grocery trip will be done tomorrow. I sighed at another attempt failed. I spent the night pondering new ideas.

Meanwhile in New Market (Jessica’s hometown)

Letters and packages had started to pile up on Jessica’s porch and in her mail box. Her trash can abandoned in front of her house. Her lawn was unkempt with weeds taking over. Her next door neighbours talked to local and state police. Her house was roped off as police forced themselves inside, looking for evidence.

Later that day, news reporters turned up and ask the public the burning question. Have you seen Jessica?

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Chapter 26

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes ddlg themes (always forced age regression) abdl themes, little violence, loads of fluff, some swearing. If I left anything out, let me know.

A/N: Apologises for not writing anything in ages. I’ve been really sick for the past couple of months and only now starting to get some answers. I’m going to try and get new chapters up every Sunday. I hope you like this chapter. As always comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated. If you would like to support me further, my kofi is linked in my bio. Much love, J x

Jessica’s POV

Daddy eventually came into my room. He bent down and looked at me sternly. “Pumpkin, do you have anything to say to me?” He asked. There wasn’t any annoyance in his tone. I sheepishly looked up at him from the floor. My eyes couldn’t meet his. “I’m sorry for kicking you.” I said quietly. He sat down in front of me and took my hands in his. “Why did you do it? You knew it would hurt me. I know you were upset about the sandcastle but there was no need to attack her. We could have just rebuilt it. It’s no big deal.” No big deal? How could he think that. I started to get upset again. “I… I was upset. That was our sandcastle. She had her fun with Dada. This was our special moment and she ruined it.” I looked up, finally catching his eyes in mine. I single tear drop fell, it trickled down my face but before it reached my chin, he wiped it away with his thumb. He took my face in his hands and kissed my forehead. It was a soft, understanding and forgiving kiss. I sat up on my knees and crawled over to his lap. I sat in between his legs and gave him the biggest hug I could possibly give. He let out a little chuckle and returned the gesture.

Still cradled in his arms, he moved his hand in big slow circles rubbing my back “Honey, you know you gotta go and apologise to Bunny.” I nodded into his chest, just a slight movement, that he wouldn’t have noticed if my head wasn’t pressed against him. His big hands moved from my back and under my arms, lifting me up and placing my feet firmly on the ground. I took his hand and followed him into the living room where dada and Bunny were playing with my dollies. Anger started to bubble up from my tummy, but I didn’t let my feelings show. I had to fool them all. I let my hand fall to my side as Daddy cleared his throat “I think a little someone has something to say, don’t you baby?”

Fidgeting with my hands and twisting my feet I let out a little “Sorry.” Daddy bent down and placed a hand on my back “A little louder pumpkin.” Mentally sighing, I should have known that wouldn’t have been good enough. I knew I had to convince them that I actually mean it, but that bitch wasn’t getting a true sincere apology. I looked up with watery eyes, made direct eye contact with Bunny and put on my best performance. “I sorry Bunny.” I ran over and gave her a tight hug “I sorry for hurting you, I didn’t mean it, I super sorry.” A collection of awes filled the silence. Both daddies came over and embraced us adding to this “special” moment.

It was dada that disconnected first “wasn’t that so sweet of Jessica, Bunny? She’s such a good sister.” She looked up at him and then back to me “Yes daddy.” I gently held Bunny’s hand and swung her arm as I rocked on my heels. “Um can we… can we play in my nursery, please?” Daddy looked at dada nervously, but dada gave him a reassuring little nod “Sure princess. We’ll call you when dinner is ready.” Said daddy. I squealed in glee. Despite the height difference I dragged Bunny down the hall and into my room. I turned around and gently pushed the door closed. I stood there, hands pressed on the door contemplating my next move.

The moment was brief and silent but then Bunny broke the silence “Psst… hey we got to talk quietly, they’re gonna be watching us.” I turned around to face her but said nothing. She continued “I don’t know what they did to you but we gotta get out of here, what do you say we work together?” Her expression and tone was hopeful, sadly for her she got stuck with me. Loudly I hopped over to her “So what ya wanna play? I have lots of toys here, we could play with my dollies, build big castles or…” I put my hand up to my chin and made a thinking face. I gasped “We can play hide and seek.” Her face crinkled in annoyance “Hide and seek in here? It’s tiny.” My eyes lit up and face beamed “Yay! Ok you count and I’ll hide. No peaking.” I giggled. Bunny let out an annoyed sigh “Fine, one… two.” I looked around the room, there really wasn’t anywhere to hide. The closet would be the only option but at the corner of my eye I spotted the perfect place. I tiptoed and hid waiting to be found.

Chris’s POV

As soon as they left our sight, Sebastian pulled out his phone and brought up the cameras in the nursery. Everything seemed normal. Bunny was standing near the crib, she said something to Jessica we couldn’t hear. Jessica on the other hand, loud and excited was easy to hear when she asked what Bunny wanted to play. She’s so cute. I looked at Sebastian’s face and saw a grin form when Jessica suggested hide and seek that was just like my own. There wasn’t much room in the nursery for the game, but she was so happy when Bunny agreed and that was all that mattered. We watched as Bunny started to count and Jessica looked around the room for somewhere to hide.

She decided on hiding behind the massive teddy bear that Sebastian deemed necessary for a little girls room. He said it was the perfect place for cuddles and story time. We watched and waited for bunny to find her, however we never saw it happen. As soon as Bunny got to 15, Jessica emerged from her hiding spot, well not really emerged. The bear started to move, it’s arms were held up and it’s fat body sloshed from side to side as little feet moved it closer to Bunny. Bunny kept counting her eyes still closed as the bear got closer. At this point we had to go check on them. Something didn’t seem right. We burst into the room just as Jessica was about to plop the bear right on top of Bunny.

“Jessica! What are you doing?” I said I was angry, and I heard it in my own voice as I spoke. She gently dropped the bear to the side “Aww dada you ruined my surprise. I was just gonna surprise Bunny with Mr bear near her when she got to the big number. She would’ve been so shocked when she opened her eyes and Mr Bear was right beside her. She was suppose to find me.” Sebastian burst out laughing, he walked over to Jessica and ruffled her hair. “You silly little goose. That would have been really funny to see. My little prankster.” He picked her and placed her on his hip. I went over to Bunny and repeated the action. Seeing the funny side of this, I too let out a laugh “Mr bear was gonna scare you Bunny, that’s a funny bear, isn’t it?” Bunny just looked absolutely confused about the whole situation and gently nodded, not knowing what else to do or say. “Right how about we watch a movie instead?” Sebastian said, “Can Mr bear comes too?” Jessica asked, “Sure thing baby.” With that we made our way back to the living room to watch another Disney movie.

Bunny’s POV

As we left the nursery, the only thought that passed through my mind was “What the fuck just happened?”

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Chapter 25

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes ddlg themes (always forced age regression) abdl themes, graphic violence,some smut, swearing, cannibalism, amputation . If I left anything out, let me know.

Sebastian’s POV

“I want you and Bunny to move in.” I looked him straight in the eyes, hopeful he’ll say yes. I didn’t have any need to worry. Right away he said yes. I smiled, grabbed the hair at the back of his head, pulled him in closer for a passionate kiss. My tongue invaded his mouth and entwined with his. Our hands roamed across each other’s bodies grabbing and caressing. Things were about to get steamy until a little voice broke us apart. “Daddy? Dada?” Jessica said, rubbing her tiny fists on her eye. “Hey there sleepy head, come over here, we need to talk to you about something.” I said. Sleepily she walked over and shimmed herself onto the couch, sitting right in between us. Little cockblocker.

I took her right hand in mine whilst Chris took her left hand. I gave it a reassuring rub. “Honey, Dada, and I have some exciting news. Dada is going to move in with us.” Even though she was still pretty sleepy, she managed to show a little bit of excitement. Chris continued “That means that Bunny will also be moving in with us.” She turned her head and gave him a confusing look “why?” We both chuckled “Because silly, she’s our other little girl. She needs somewhere to sleep and live.” Chris explained. She frowned “But I’m your little girl.” Her eyes started to water. To save her from crying, Chris quickly explained “Well Bunny is our little girl, but she’s more of a big girl. You’re our only little girl, you’re our baby.” She seemed content with the statement and as if by magic, the tears disappeared.

Not wanting to waste any more time, I continued “There will be major changes happening tomorrow, we’ll have new rules for the both of you to follow. Bad behaviour will not be tolerated. There will be consequences for your actions. But we know that you’ll be our best little girl and will not break any rules. If you do, you won’t get any rewards.” She nodded in agreement. She leaned her head onto my arm. “Daddy, can I go back to sleep?” “Of course, you can pumpkin.” And with that, I carried her back to our house and placed her down into her crib.

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The morning sun shone through the living room windows. Today was going to be a big day for our family. Everything had to go perfectly. Which is why Chris, and I were up pretty much all night coming up with the new rules for our littles. It wasn’t as easy as we thought, I knew Jessica would follow the rules, but Bunny would definitely find some of them tough. Sitting down at the table, I sleepily sipped on my coffee. Chris had been periodically bringing his and Bunny’s belongings over throughout the morning. Everything was set, now we just had to wait for the little ones to wake up.

Thankfully I didn’t have to wait long for Chris and Bunny to come bursting through the front door. Chris looking like an overpacked mule, arms filled with stuffies and toys, tried to keep a bouncing and excited Bunny in his hand. As soon as Bunny saw me, she let out a loud squeal and ran towards me. I opened my arms, ready to be ploughed into by her. “Oof! Hey there hunny Bunny, you gotta be quiet, ok? Jessica is still asleep.” I said keeping my voice stern but also soft. “Oh ok. I sorry Dada.” “It’s ok little one, why don’t you play with some of your toys.” I said patting her head. “She’s still asleep?” Asked Chris. “She’s normally up at the crack of dawn.” “Yeah, hopefully everything’s okay. I’ll go check on her.”

I tried to be as quiet as I could entering her room, but there was nothing I could do about the clunk of her lock. A snore that rumbled out from underneath a mountain of blankets told me I had nothing to worry about. She always liked to be all cozy and warm. I gently shook her awake “Good morning baby, it’s time to wake up.” She let out a little groan. It wasn’t enough to wake her up. “Oh no. Looks like I have a sleepy girl, and you know who loves sleepy girls? The tickle monster.” I exclaimed. My fingers dug into her soft sides, a squeak turned into a series of giggles that filled the room. Definitely the second best way to wake her up. After changing her, I carried her into the living room. This could either be chaotic or very stress free. I was hoping for the latter.

I placed her down on the floor next to Bunny, without hesitation she grabbed one of Bunny’s toys and started to play with her. I sighed in relief and plopped down on the couch to watch the pair play. Chris grabbed my hand and gave me a reassuring smile. We let them play for a while until it was time to tell them the new rules. Chris grabbed the reward chart and new rules list from the fridge. We carefully and thoroughly went through each rule, making sure they fully understood them. We explained the consequences for bad behaviour and rewards for good behaviour. Both girls nodded in agreement and with that came our first test. Breakfast.

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We sat the girls down in the designated chairs, Jessica getting the highchair whilst Bunny got a booster seat. Both girls strapped in and no way to get out. Chris had made an amazing breakfast consisting of scrambled eggs and honey glazed bacon, with strawberries, and grapes on the side. I placed the food in front of them and got a chorus of thank yous. Jessica dove right in, seeing as she little she didn’t need cutlery meanwhile Bunny had her silicone fork and spoon. Both myself and Chris sat down with them and enjoyed the little happy eating noises from Jessica. Bunny however was looking at her plate and slowly eating the fruit. She looked up at Jessica who just started to suck and nibble on her bacon. “Hmmm nice bacon Dada. Who’s this?” She asked. In that moment, Bunny’s eyes went wide and her face paled. “You’re welcome hunny, so happy you’re enjoying her. Hmm let’s see, that would be Nicole. She was extra plump.” Chris explained. I nodded in agreement “Very plump. The honey was a nice touch. Just the right amount of sweetness.”

I looked over and noticed Bunny’s shocked expression. “What’s the matter Bunny? Remember rule number 2. All food given must be completely eaten. No excuses.” Jessica gasped and sat up a little in her chair “Can, can I have Bunny’s if she no eats it. It’s really good.” “I’m afraid not baby, Bunny has to learn the rules.” I explained. Saddened by the news, Jessica plopped down on her chair with a squelch. Looks like a change will be needed soon. Bunny ate the rest of the breakfast leaving the bacon aside. “Daddy, I’m full!” She claimed. “That’s okay Bunny, why don’t you go a play with your toys.” Chris said whilst helping her out of her seat. I got Jessica out of her chair and went to go clean her up. I have no idea how she gets so messy. Once all cleaned up and a fresh diaper change, the girls went back to playing. Bunny was mumbling something to Jessica, but I couldn’t clearly make out what was said. I stood behind Chris as he washed the dishes and slide my hands around his waist, pulling him into a hug. He leaned down and kissed my hand. I released my hands from him and grabbed the marker from the counter and placed a big x next to breakfast under Bunny’s name.

The rest of the morning went smoothly. Jessica went down for a morning nap and Bunny did some arts and crafts with me and Chris. Bunny was all full of chatter, giving lots of affection and being playful, it felt like the good old times. I sat back on my chair and watched as Bunny was giggling and playfully putting paint all over Chris. It was a beautiful sight to see. A buzzing from my phone alerted me to Jessica’s baby monitor. She was up. I stood up and kissed a messy Chris on the side of his face and went to get our little girl.

Once situated on my hip we reappeared in the living room. Bunny was on Chris’s lap and the two were clearly starting to have some fun of their own. Chris kissed Bunny and smeared paint across her face. I was about to clear my throat when Jessica shouted, “Hi Dada.” Chris unlocked his lips from Bunny’s and leaned his head back “Hi Baby, did you have a good nap?” She nodded her little head and turned herself more in towards me. Immediately her hand went straight to her mouth. “No, no baby, that’s yucky.” Before she could completely slobber all over it, I took it out and replaced it with a pacifier. I put her down in her highchair just as Chris was picking up Bunny. “I think we need to get cleaned up. We got a little messy.” He said. I nodded and as by habit immediately noticed his hard cock through his sweatpants. He took her back to our room continuing to kiss her. Moans and giggles filled the hallway. The bedroom door closed, and it was silent.

Jessica watched the whole interaction. When the door closed, she looked back at me with a sadden look on her face. “Right little princess, what would you like to do? We can colour or play with some toys.” Very quietly she asked “beach?” I gave her a stern look. It was the first day and she was already pushing the limits. I was about to say no when a familiar sound came from our room. Her head turned towards it. I sighed “ok little one, let’s go to the beach.” I was expecting a squeal or something to indicate that she was happy about going. But she very quietly got ready and waited for me by the door. I wrote Chris a note to let him know where we were and headed down to the beach.

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Once down at the beach, Jessica’s mood picked up. We made the biggest sandcastle ever. It was honestly a work of art. Bunny and Chris joined us a little bit later and brought a picnic. Another food test. Bunny and Jessica played together whilst we set everything out. I was slightly annoyed at Chris for his morning actions and had to let him know. I nudged him to get his attention “You could have waited until Jessica was down for her nap.” He gave me a puzzled look. I continued “She was upset. It’s the first day Chris, you could have waited.” I said sternly. “Sorry babe, things just got a little bit out of hand. I’ll make it up to her…” His apology was cut short by the sound of wails and thumps. We looked over and were shocked by the sight in front of us. Jessica was on top of Bunny, crying and hitting her. Bunny tried to push her off, but Jessica had hold of her hair. We ran over to pull the girls apart. After much tugging and pulling we got them separated, only for Jessica to kick out at Bunny with her prosthetic leg.

I yanked Jessica back by the collar of her T-shirt and spun her around to face me, my hands slammed down on her shoulders holding her tight. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I yelled. She only cried and tried to squirm free of my grip. “What the fuck Jessica?” Tears and snot covered her face. But she wouldn’t say anything, I shook her and she half-heartedly pointed toward her sandcastle. I glanced over and saw what had happened. I sighed and lowered my head. My sympathy went out the window when she kicked me in the shin. “Fucking bitch.” I grabbed her by the arm and dragged her up to our house. I harshly flung her into her room and locked the door.

Jessica’s POV

I lay there on the floor, rubbing my red and sore arm. My tears were now sobs. I wiped the snot off of my face using the bottom of my T-shirt. I could hear Daddy and Dada outside in the living room. They were making sure she was ok. She started it. She destroyed mine and Daddy’s sandcastle. She did it on purpose too.

As I lay there, hearing their concern over her it made me more and more angry. That’s when it was decided, Bunny had to die.

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Chapter 24 – Christmas Special

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes ddlg themes (always forced age regression) abdl themes,implied sex, cannibalism and fluff.

A/N: I hope you like this little Christmas special. My kofi page is linked in my profile if you would like to support me. Happy Holidays 💕

Jessica’s POV

It was dark in my room, no sign that sunlight was even attempting to peak through my curtains. I didn’t know what time it was. They never let us know. But that didn’t matter because today is Christmas Eve. I pulled back my blankets, put my prosthetic leg on and jumped out of bed. I legged it into their room and with one big jump, I landed on top of my daddies. “Wake up, it’s Christmas Eve.” I shouted excitedly. Daddies looked tired and were sweating as if they were doing something bad. I shook them aggressively “Wake up, Santa’s coming tonight.” Daddy pulled me into a big bear hug and sleepily said “Santa just came sweetheart, we’re tired.” I gasped. “Santa came!” I wriggled my way out of his tight grip and ran into the living room. Disappointment painted my face when I saw no new presents under the tree. Back in their room, Chris shoved Sebastian with a grin. ——

Breakfast was uneventful. As per usual, I ate everything I was given. Bunny still refused to eat any meat. I don’t see what the big problem is, it’s really tasty. I did however glare at daddies for tricking me. Santa did not come. Christmas was always my favourite holiday. I loved watching movies and enjoying a cup of hot chocolate as I defrost from playing outside in the snow. Usually, I would have spent Christmas alone.

After breakfast, we played lots of games and watched all of the classic Christmas movies. Daddies were arguing whether Die Hard was a Christmas movie or not. I kept my opinions to myself, not wanting to get punished. Especially on Christmas Eve. They decided that we needed to cool off (more daddies than us) and went on a family walk around the campground. It wasn’t that cold outside, but daddies insisted that we bundle up. We both looked like the Michelin man. After what happened, Bunny wasn’t trusted to walk by herself. So, she had her harness strapped around her chest. Whilst I held onto dada’s hand. After 30 mins of walking and admiring the pretty scenery, we headed back home.

Daddies said that we had to go to bed super-duper early today. I don’t know why seeing as Santa comes when we’re all asleep. But nonetheless, Bunny and I had our dinner, had a playful bath time with our daddies and got changed into our Christmas pjs. Daddy took Bunny into her nursery and Dada took me into my own room. We read a million books and by the million and one book, I was drifting asleep, drooling on my pillow. I felt Dada kiss me goodnight and then it was quiet.

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I felt a hand shake me awake “Honey, it’s time to wake up.” The shaking became a lot more vigorous “Santa came, don’t you want to see your presents?” I groaned and rubbed my eyes, but a larger hand pulled them away. “You can’t fool me this time.” He let out a low chuckle “I’m not joking this time honey.” I reached out my arms, a big arm wrapped around my shoulders and the other held me tight under my bum. Kisses were peppered across my face, in an attempt to wake me up. We made it to the living room. The Christmas tree lit up the whole room. Light Christmas music played in the background. I opened my eyes a little wider and saw Dada and Bunny sitting around a large pile of presents. My jaw dopped and I wriggled in Daddy’s arms, desperately wanting to open all the presents. He sat down next to Bunny and placed me on his lap. “Here you go little one.” Dada said as he handed me a present with a big smile. Before opening it, I looked at my daddies, I even looked at Bunny and gave everyone a warm smile. This is the best Christmas ever, Christmas with my family.

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Chapter 23

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes ddlg themes (always forced age regression) abdl themes, graphic violence, kidnapping, swearing, cannibalism, mentions alcohol. If I left anything out, let me know.

Chris’s POV

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What am I going to do? Maybe it won’t be too bad? Maybe he’ll forgive me. Although I lied to him about her once before. Fuck! I thought as I paced around my living room. Beads of sweat were dripping down my face. Real panic started to kick in, I felt my breath catch in my throat and my heart begin to race. What was he going to do with her, and me? We’d only just started the perfect family and then this. I knew I should have hidden her when Jessica was here. I can’t be mad at her though, I never told her to not mention anything to Seb. She didn’t know.

I stopped pacing by the front door, sucked in a deep breath for confidence and headed over to their house. I didn’t bother knocking, he was waiting for me. Sure, enough he was on the couch, exactly where I left him. “Oh! Forget something babe?” He mocked. I closed the door and immediately the confidence left my body. I started to ramble “It’s not what it looks like, I loved her but now I only love Jessica. And you, I love both of you. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.” He said nothing just let me ramble on.

“I promise I’ll do anything, please don’t kill me. I don’t care if you kill her. She means nothing to me.” He gave me a serious look “Ok.” He said. “Ok?” I repeated. “Yes Chris, ok. I won’t kill you. Fortunately for you, I also love our family. Things are finally as they should be. I won’t let her ruin this. I will spare your life. What you’re going to do is take our little one to your place and you will stay there with her until I’m done.” He said with a stern expression. “What are you going to do?” I asked. “That’s none of your concern now.”

I didn’t want to question him again. I’m grateful that I’m still alive. If it wasn’t for Jessica, I would be dead. Without wasting anytime, I went to her nursery and gently picked her up. Seb was still in the living room, he kissed her on the forehead before I left. I laid her down on our bed but didn’t join her. There was no way I could go to sleep. Back in the kitchen, I poured myself a generous glass of whiskey, plopped down on the couch and waited. ——

Sebastian’s POV

I headed down the basement stairs with the plan to kill our former little girl, once and for all. I flipped on the switch to the single warm light that revealed the small girl in her cage. It was like history was repeating itself. I pulled over the chair from the desk and sat down in front of her. She sat there, naked and curled up on herself. Sobs escaped her mouth. She finally looked up at me “Dada, please….” I stood up quickly and bashed my hand against the top of the cage, causing the girl to flinch back in fear. “Don’t you fucking call me that.”

I turned around and grabbed a knife from the table “Here’s what’s going to happen Rebecca, you’re going to die a slow and painful death. And then we’re going to eat you.” Her eyes went wide. “Yes, you heard me. All those playthings we brought home, all got fucked and eaten. You even ate them too.” Her face went deathly pale, and she puked emptying her stomach and dry heaving when there was nothing left. The sight disgusted me. Just another reason why I love Jessica, she accepted our secret. She loved it too. Bored, I started to open her cage, I grabbed her and dragged her to the cuffs on the wall. She begged and struggled, but that made it more fun. I always loved it when they tried to plead their way out of what was coming.

But it was time for her to learn that there was nothing she could say to stop me, I took the knife and ripped it across her inner thigh causing a nice deep slice in my once favourite place. Her leg kicked and jerked, but it couldn’t escape my knife. She let out a shriek of pain, a sound I was well used to though for some reason it didn’t spark that same joy that it normally did. Snot ran down her nose and onto her mouth, and tears streaked down her cheeks. Looking at her face I was filled with pity, but I clenched down on the feeling with an iron grip and steeled myself to take another swing, when she confessed. “I still love you.” I chuckled “love me? How pathetic. If you love me then why did you do it, why did you run away?” I questioned. “I… I.” “Can’t even come up with a good answer?” “I was hurt, I didn’t leave because I didn’t love you and Daddy. You hurt me, I thought you didn’t love me anymore. You loved your plaything more than me. I didn’t do anything wrong, and you broke my heart. Marc promised me a movie night, that’s why I left. I always loved you and always will.”

I lowered the knife and took in what she said. She continued “Daddy knows everything, that’s why he kept me. He knows I love him too and he… loved me back.” So, this was why he kept her. I knew that night I went a little overboard with my dirty talk, but I didn’t know how much it affected her. Thinking about that night and finding out that she left shattered my heart. A single tear fell down my face. I turned around quickly so that she didn’t see it and wiped it away. Memories flooded back to all the fun times I had with Bunny. A smile grew on my face. Did I still have feelings for her? She was my pick after all. I only let Chris think that he picked her. But she was mine, she was my Bunny. But I have Jessica now, it couldn’t work, could it?

I pulled out my phone and texted him.

We need to talk!

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Chris’s POV

I was just about to finish the bottle of whiskey when I got the text. He didn’t take too long. Knowing Sebastian and how he felt towards Bunny especially after she left us, I thought he would hive her a slow painful death. I had been crying, although I have Jessica now. Bunny was mine. I picked her, I loved her and now she’s dead. Dripping blood on the concrete floor in his basement. Her death was meaningful. She wasn’t like the other ones. We bonded and even though I told her I didn’t love her, it was a lie. I love both of them.

Seb came bursting through my door, tears streaming down his face. I gave him a confused look. Standing before me was the big bad cop, known for being hard (not in that way) and basically never showed any emotions. And now he’s crying about her. I embraced him and let him cry onto my shoulder “It’s okay, it’s over now.” I consoled him. Very quietly he said “I couldn’t do it. I hurt her, broke her heart. I caused this.” I pulled him back “she’s not dead?” “No, why didn’t you tell me? All of this trouble could have been avoided.” “To be honest, I was scared what you would to do me.” Seb chuckled “I love you too much to hurt you, you big ole goof ball.”

We sat on the couch and talked things over. “We could make this work, maybe. How did Jessica get on with Bunny?” Seb asked. “Well… Bunny was being cold to her, obviously not liking the fact that we replaced her with a new little girl. But I think she can be put into place, with some reinforcement and punishments if needed.” Seb took my hands in his, looked me straight in the eyes and said “I want you and Bunny to move in.”

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Chapter 22

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes ddlg themes (always forced age regression) abdl themes, m/m smut, kidnapping, swearing, cannibalism, lil bit of fluff.

Sebastian’s POV

That lying son of a bitch. I’m going to kill him. He has lied to me about her again, but this will be the last, I’ll make sure of it.

After the day Jessica had I decided that she needed a treat. She had begged us to bring her back down to the beach. Today was the day. She laid next to me in our bed, little snores escaped her mouth. She looked so cute. That was until she let out the biggest and wettest fart. Definitely sounded like more had come out than just gas. I would soon find out when I changed her. I peppered her forehead with little kisses. She scrunched up her face and her tiny hand pawed at mine trying to push it away “nooo daddy. Sweepy time.” She whined. “Ok baby, sleepy time.” I relaxed down beside her again and snuggled my face into her hair. “We can just sleep here and save the beach for another day.” Her eyes popped open, she let out a gasp and proceeded to kneel on the bed and shove me to get up.

While she ate breakfast, I sent Chris a text informing him of our girls beach date. He immediately responded and said he would be over at our place in 20 minutes. Jessica was beyond excited about the beach, I had to keep an eye on her while she ate or more like inhaled her food. I couldn’t figure out why she wanted to go to the beach so badly, but I guessed it had something to do with not being cooped up at home. 20 minutes later Chris arrived, beach toys and a towel in hand. He had his tight swim trunks on, his abs were even more defined than the last time I saw him. He was fucking gorgeous. My cock started to stir in my jean shorts, and I struggled to keep it from becoming fully erect. Today was about our little girl. Sadly, I lost the fight when Chris immediately gave me a deep and passionate kiss. He too was feeling the aftereffects of our girl knowing and accepting our secret.

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We headed down the winding stairs to the beach. The remnants of her sandcastle was still there. It looked like it was poorly fixed, I suspect that was Chris’s handy work. We spent hours at the beach, she broke down the old sandcastle and started a new one. And after a couple of hours and with lots of help from me and dada, it was starting to take shape. We had lunch and afterwards continued with our creation. Chris had shown Jessica the pretty fish in the water and immediately jumped in to get them. I swear this little girl was going to give me a heart attack one day.

I stood up from the lounge chair and shouted for Chris “I’m going up to the bathroom, do you two want ice creams?” Of course, Jessica got all excited. I mean, who wouldn’t it’s ice cream. One of my many guilty pleasures. I went back up the stairs and instead of going to my house, I turned towards Chris’s. The house was silent, not a soul to be heard. Maybe Jessica was wrong, maybe she just heard the name Bunny. A familiar sound stopped me in my tracks. A clank from a restraint. I went over to her nursery and quietly opened the door. And sure enough, the not so dead girl lay in her crib. Our eyes met and she began to thrash around at the sight of me, her restraints meant that was all she could do.

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I returned back to my family, for that is what they are now, holding 3 chocolate ice cream bars. We ate them and talked about some exciting new things that we were planning, like nothing had just happened. The little one started to snuggle up closer to Chris and it was the sign to go home. Chris helped me carry her back home and into her crib. Once snoring away, we sat on the couch and talked about last night’s events. Chris was as shocked at what happened as I was, but he knew she was committed to whatever she was doing.

“I was so scared when we told her, I was sure she was going to reject us, and now that she knows everything, It’s such a huge relief. And I’m so happy and…” Chris ended his sentence with a laugh and a bemused shrug as if he didn’t know how to express what he felt. I could see the sparkle in his eyes and knew exactly what he was feeling, I’m sure he could see the same in mine. On impulse I reached out and slid my hands through his short brown hair.

“Fulfilled.” I said the word looking deep into his eyes and I could see it resonate there. “The missing piece we have always been searching for is here. Me, you, and our little girl our family is complete.” I said the final word into his mouth. My lips were pressing against his, I didn’t even know if it was me that moved in or if it was him that came to me.

His hands were on my chest and one of mine was on his back the other was intwined in his hair. Always eager his hands roved downwards across my rock hard abs and onto my even harder cock. He yanked on my jean shorts so excited to get at the prize inside he couldn’t take the time to undo a button. I laughed at his excited face turning to dismay when my shorts didn’t drop straight to the floor so he could get to his toy. Taking pity on him I released the handhold I’d found on his ass and popped the button free for him.

He yanked again and my dick popped free. His eyes and mouth opened wide in excitement and that was all the invite I needed. I pulled him toward me by the hair and my member passed between his lips and thrust deep into his throat. In our haste I felt the slight scrape of teeth on dick and a shudder passed through me at the thought of Chris’s appetite for fresh meat getting the better of him. But a moment late all I could feel was lips and tongue, my thoughts subsided into the soft warm pleasure of being in his mouth.

After I came, he left. He made up some excuse of wanting to do laundry. To get the sand out of his swim trunks. I sat there and waited for about 10 minutes before sending the text.

Chris’s POV

I headed home shortly after face fucking Sebastian. I had left her too long and without a doubt the pull up I put her in before I left would be bursting at the seams with piss and other bodily messes. I rushed back to my house, opened the front door, and was greeted with silence. Nothing. Maybe she was still asleep. Especially after what happened last night. I opened her door and was shocked to see it empty. Did she get out? Where could she be? I searched everywhere. She was nowhere to be found. I wish I had Seb’s security cameras. I joked that he was doing too much, now I regretted not having any of my own.

I was in my living room having a full on panic attack when my phone pinged. I opened the text. A picture of Bunny sitting in a cage in Sebastian’s basement popped up with the caption “Looking for something?”

Fuck!

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Chapter 21

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes kidnapping , ddlg themes, abdl themes, graphic violence, murder, fluff, cannibalism, swearing, let me know if I need to add more.

Jessica’s POV

I woke up a couple of hours later. Eyes shut, I stretched out my body until my hand connected with Dada’s face. Panic settled in but my hand was gently grabbed and kissed “good morning to you too princess.” He chuckled and pulled me closer to him. He showered me in kisses. “How’d you sleep?” He asked. “Good Dada but you snore… a lot.” “What?! I don’t snore little one.” He started to pretend snore and tickle me at the same time. The room was filled with giggles and laughter until there was sounds of crying and screaming coming from outside. Dada sighed. “Wanna help me get Bunny up?” I nodded, unsure what to say. I didn’t like her very much but didn’t want Dada to be mad at me. He quickly changed my diaper and carried me on his hip. As we entered her nursery, his tone of voice was annoyed and monotone “Stop your nonsense, I’m here.”

He gently placed me on the rocking chair and lifted up the sobbing girl. He placed her on the changing table and started to undo her diaper. “Hey baby, can you go to the closet and grab me a pull up.” He said as he was wiping Bunny down. I got up and opened the closet doors. “They’re on the right, next to the laundry hamper.” He said. I grabbed the pink printed pull up. I handed it to Dada and returned back to the chair. “What a good baby girl.” He praised. Bunny didn’t look too happy. “Now Bunny, you need to keep this pull up dry. Daddy only has and wants one baby in his house and seeing as you think you’re a big girl, you’ll start acting like one.” Bunny didn’t say anything. He lifted her up and planted her feet on the ground. “Let’s get you two fed, can’t be having your daddy mad at me baby.” He carried me into the kitchen and placed me down in a highchair whilst Bunny sat at the table. Not saying a word but her stares said a million things. She hated me.

Dada fed us breakfast, got us changed and let us play for a bit before taking Bunny into her room for a nap. We were chilling on the couch when daddy came in through the front door. “There’s my little pumpkin, you look very happy.” He cooed. Daddy and Dada shared a looked before he sat down all serious. I panicked thinking that I was in trouble, but dada reassured me that everything was ok.

Daddy started to clear his throat to get my attention. “So, honey, you know how I told you everything about how we met? Well, me and Dada want to let you in on a little secret of ours.” My ears perked up and I sat up a little straighter. Dada continued “there’s no real easy way to say this… um.” He stopped and thought what to say next. Daddy had an aha moment. “Honey, you know how people eat bunnies.” My face dropped “Not my bunny?” Little tears started to form “No, no sweetie, not your bunny. But bunnies, the animals like cows and chickens. Well… me and dada like to eat animals and people.” People? I thought. I gave them a confused look.

They both looked at each other. “Yeah, people. It gives us um… grown up feelings. Like butterflies in our tummies when we eat them.” Explained Dada. “One thing you should know honey, the people we eat are bad, bad people. People that have hurt daddy and dada.” He continued. “Hurt?” I asked in a small broken voice. “They hurt our feelings or worse, they made us cry.” This made me mad. How could anyone make my daddies cry. “They’re real meanies.” I said. “Yes, they are.” A thought crossed my mind “Have… I?” “Eaten people, yes sweetie.” Daddy answered. He watched my face for disgust, but it never happened. “You know daddy’s amazing spaghetti bolognaise? Well, that was people meat.”

I gasped. Daddy’s spaghetti was delicious. He told me it was a secret recipe. It didn’t give me butterflies, but it did taste amazing. Whilst I was stuck in my thoughts, daddy and dada were over to me in a heartbeat. Concern washed all over their faces. When I snapped out of my head, I couldn’t understand why they were so worried. Oh, my little gasp. I giggled and leaped into daddy’s chest.

“Daddies so silly. I loved daddy’s spaghetti. It was super-duper yummy.” I said. A thought popped into my head. I leaned forward and whispered into daddy’s ear “Does dada knows of my secret?” A playful smile was plastered on his face. “He does sweetheart. Dada knows you’re secret.” “Oh! I’m sorry I lied Dada.” I said looking sad and pouty. “Hey none of that now. It’s okay pumpkin. You know our secret and we know yours. All is fair. Just no more keeping secrets or being a bad girl. We wouldn’t want your followers to find out your secret. Now, would we?” Shocked, I shook my head. “I’ll be good, I promise.” Dada smiled before kneeling down on the ground and smushed us together in a daddy sandwich.

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We had hung out in Dada’s house until I let out a little yawn. Daddy picked me up and gently rested my head on his shoulder. He shushed me and started to sway as he made his way to the front door. He whispered something to dada, but I was far too sleepy to hear. I was out like a light, this afternoon’s discussion clearly took it out of me. I woke up in a pitch black room. The days sunlight was long gone. I lazily turned onto my side and immediately let out a long groan as my stomach began to rumble.

Daddy was in my room at lightning speed “sweetie, are you okay?” He hovered over my crib, picked me up in one big swoop and comforted me in his broad chest. I didn’t need to answer as my tummy did all the talking. “Oh, looks like someone’s hungry. Good thing I’ve just finished making dinner.” He said with a chuckle. I wondered what dinner could be. Was it an animal or human? After changing me, daddy placed me in my highchair and placed dinner on the tray. “Bon Appetite mon petite cheri.” Daddy said in a sing song voice. “Tonight’s dinner… is breaded chicken, roasted potatoes, and your favourite… honey glazed carrots. And not forgetting the most important part, chocolate, and vanilla pudding for dessert.”

A smile of relief formed on my face. The thought of eating a person wasn’t on the top of my list for this evening. Especially when I was starving. Dinner was polished off in no time at all. Daddy seemed a bit off, like he was nervous but maybe that was my imagination.

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Sebastian’s POV

I tried to stay calm during dinner, but I think she may have picked up on my nervousness. I’m relieved that we told her about our secret. She seemed to accept it, but the true test was going to happen after dinner. She demolished her food and afterwards we played with her toys until it was time. “Sweetheart, there’s something I want to show you.” Her body perked up as if she was getting a surprise. She was but not the kind she was expecting. I continued “the reason why you spent yesterday at dada’s was because I had to run to town for a few supplies. Whilst out, I went to the local bar, and I met a girl.” I immediately regretted phrasing the last sentence like I did. Her little eyes went wide, most likely thinking I didn’t love her or other thoughts. She tended to get stuck in them.

“Shh no, no honey it’s nothing like that. I was sitting at the bar when this girl came over and tried to flirt with me. I calmly told her that I have a beautiful girlfriend and wasn’t interested. The girl wouldn’t accept no for an answer, she said some horrible things about you and tried to touch me on my boy parts.” The lie continued to spill out of my lips, and she believed every word. “She came onto me and kissed me even though daddy told her no. She wouldn’t listen. She wanted me to have grown up playtime with her. The playtime we had.” Something in her changed, her eyes no longer watered, they looked like they were full of anger.

I guided her to the basement door. “Remember when me and dada said that we only eat bad people.” She nodded. “Well, I brought her home.” I said as I unlocked the door. I took her little hand and brought her down into the cold, dark and damp basement. On the back wall furthest away from the stairs, laid a young blonde girl. I chained her up to the steel handcuffs that were bolted onto the wall. Her purple satin dress that revealed too much, was now dirty and wet from her piss. A table stood between us, on top laid various torture weapons. I gave Jessica a tight squeeze of her hand before walking over to the victim, our victim.

The girl looked up at us tiredly, immediately she used whatever energy she had left to lunge at me with a scream. I felt Jessica’s body tremble. I crouched down and faced my baby. Her eyes never left the women. I had to gently pull her chin towards me to get her attention. “It’s okay honey. She won’t be able to hurt you. Daddy will protect you, always.” The girl scoffed “You’re truly fucked in the head, you brought your daughter into your sick game. How old is she anyway? You’re a sick fuck you know that!” I ignored her comments, my attention was focused on Jessica. She didn’t say anything, she just stared at the chained up woman. I whispered “I’m going to step away sweetie. I’ll still be here but I just want you to experience this.” She gave a little nod and moved closer to the table.

Ignoring me, the women diverted her attention to Jessica. “Hi, what’s your name? Mine’s Lauren. Honey, you need to help me get out her here. Your daddy is a bad, bad man. He hurt me. He tried to do bad things to me.” She started to cry. Finally, Jessica let out a little word. “No.” “No?” The woman repeated. “Honey, I’m telling the truth. Why would I lie to you?” Jessica stopped to think “Cause you is a bad person. My daddy told me the truths. Told me what you did.” The woman’s tone changed “Your daddy lied you, how old are you? You seem a lot more mature than you look.” Jessica ignored the question. “Has he taken you? Has he done bad things to you too? Sweetie, whatever he’s told you is a lie. He doesn’t love you.”

As I stood in the distance by the stairs, the next thing I saw was a total shock. Jessica picked up a knife from the table and ran screaming towards the woman with full force. The knife collided with the woman’s chest, but it wasn’t enough to break the skin. The woman just laughed. Jessica swung back her arm, aimed a little lower. I gently held it and together the knife ripped through the dress, the women’s skin and into her guts. Shock and tears plastered the woman’s face. I let go of Jessica’s arm as her continued to plough the knife into her body. The woman went limp.

Jessica was about to give one last stab before I took the knife out of her hand. She turned around but didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to. I saw the same excitement in her eyes like I did when I first killed someone. Her little body shook with excitement and a newfound confidence. She looked up at me. The adrenaline left her body, and she collapsed in my arms.

She woke up 10 minutes later back up in her room. I was cradling her in my arms, praising her and kissing her softly as she woke. She looked up to me groggily and softly spoke “Daddy? I don’t like dada’s Bunny, can I kill her too?”

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Chapter 20

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes kidnapping , ddlg themes, abdl themes, mentions vomit, smut and lots of fluff. You have been warned, if you don’t like it don’t read it!

Jessica’s POV

I couldn’t sleep. I lay there, restrained, and trapped in my thoughts. He had been watching me online, he must have sent the gifts. Was he the one who came to visit me? He knew where I lived, he tried to break in. He did break in, he knew everything about my plan. The thought of someone in my house, looking through my stuff made me shudder. Oh my god! Bun-Bun! I looked over at the stuffed bunny and remembering the day I came home and how badly she smelt. Did he do something to her? Did he? I started to gag and turned onto my side until I threw up.

He didn’t come and check on me. He knew I didn’t lose my hair. Are there cameras in my room? It was too dark to see but I suspect they were well hidden. Tears fell down my face. Why would he do all this? He says he loves me but why am I so special? Surely there would be other girls he’s into. I wonder if there were other girls before me. Did he treat them the same way? I needed answers, but could I still play along with him. It didn’t feel like a game. Him treating me like a child, loving me unconditionally, it felt freeing. At first it was weird but over time I started to enjoy it. It became a way for me to escape. I had no worries or stress about adult things. I had his undivided attention and that is what I craved the most. Did he know this from the beginning? Is that why he chose me?

Feeling helpless, I lay in there and waited until morning. At some point during the night, I fell asleep. A sudden sharp pain in my tummy woke me up. I had to pee. Wetting my diaper never bothered me before but as soon as a small stream was released, I immediately shut my legs and tried to stop it. It hurt. I didn’t understand why it hurt but it must have been because of what he did last night. It was the same stabbing pain. Knowing I couldn’t hold it all day, I relaxed my legs and body and let the painful stream into my diaper. I whined and whimpered at the pain and thrashed around my crib, I accidentally got my face smushed into my vomit. The bracelets he put on me last night clinked and clanked on the wooden bars. Disgusted by my current state, I started crying hysterically. I called out for him.

Not a moment later, the door to my nursery opened. I was a blubbering mess. “Oh princess, what’s the matter? Did someone have a bad dream?” Daddy said in a sing song voice. He released me from the bracelets, my arms and legs went limp. My wrists and leg had purple bruises where the bracelets rubbed, my nub had a similar bruise above the knee. He picked me up and carefully carried me to the bathroom. He used a wet face cloth to remove the vomit from myself and then turned on the water for bath. “There, there honey, look see all better.” He faced me towards the mirror. He gave an evil smirk whilst I looked pitiful. I turned my face into the crook of his neck and cried. That’s when the realisation hit. It didn’t matter what he did or how we met. I love him and I needed him. He is my daddy.

He planted a kiss on my forehead before starting to strip me of my clothes and his own. He gently lowered me into the bath. But as soon as the water hit between my legs, I tried to scramble out. He held on tight and pulled me closer to him. I sat on top of his crotch, and he laid my head on his chest. He whispered sweet nothings in my ear as he washed me. I opened my eyes and glanced at the open wet diaper laying on the ground. Blood. There was blood. My heart rate started to pick up. He must have noticed as he turned my head towards the wall. Holding me and shushing me until all the bubbles went away. ——

After my bath, daddy had carefully and lovingly put lotion all over my body. He was especially gentle around the bruises. He even sang some lullabies as he did it. If he was trying to calm me down, it definitely worked. I was quiet, maybe a bit too quiet but he didn’t seem concerned. He took me into the kitchen and made me up my bottle. I watched him intently as he bounced me around and humming little songs. Once the bottle was made, he plopped down on the couch and pushed the nipple into my mouth. “Now little one, I know you must have lots of questions. But daddy doesn’t want you to talk, I’ll tell you everything.”

By the time my bottle was done, he had told me how he saw me online. How I was the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. He thought I was a beautiful princess in my summery dresses, and he wanted me to be his little girl. He told me that he knew I wanted to be loved and have all of the attention, two things he knew he could give. He told me about going to the hospital, sending me the edible arrangement, the card (he did admit he was mad I thought it was from another person). He also admitted to coming to my house whenever I was in the hospital, but it was only to make sure everything was okay there. He mentioned the bad smell and wanted to find out what it was, which lead him to the maul. The bloodied maul made him think someone did it to me so he went snooping. He found the plan and was disappointed but also surprised by my commitment. He told me he knew I was strong and gave me lots of praise.

He just wanted me to be his little girl. He loved me and wanted to be with me. He said he wanted to tell me everything on our date but didn’t want to scare me away. He also told me about another girl before me. He told me her name is Rebecca. She was his and Chris’s little girl, but it didn’t work out. He didn’t go into detail, but he said that she broke their hearts, especially his heart. He wasn’t sure if he could love again but then he saw me and fell deeply in love.

My questions had been answered. I looked up to him with glassy eyes and gave him a deep and loving kiss. “Thank you, daddy, for being honest. I love you.” “I love you too pumpkin.” He said smiling down at me. He caressed my cheek and returned the kiss. A knock at the door broke us apart. “Come in.” Daddy shouted not once looking away from me. The door opened and in walked Chris “There’s my two favourite…” he stopped mid-sentence. His eyes were wide and focused on my bruises. “Um Seb can I have a word in private please?” “Sure. I’ll just put her in her room.” He said. Daddy carried me to my room and put me down on my play-mat. He placed various toys in front of me. “Be good, I’ll be back soon. Okay?” “Okay daddy.” He left and almost immediately I heard raised voices. I couldn’t exactly hear what they were saying but I could tell that Dada was angry.

About 15 minutes had passed and Dada came into my room. “Hey there honey. What ya doing?” “Just playing.” “That’s good sweetie, listen daddy has to go out of town for a bit but that means you get to stay in my house for the night.” Dada explained. I didn’t want to get mad, or sound upset so I just nodded my head. He continued “We can have a movie night with popcorn and candy, play with lots of toys and we can even bake some cookies. How does that sound?” Movie night with candy AND popcorn! I gasped and shuffled into his lap. I threw my arms around his neck and excitedly responded “let’s go.” ——

Daddy kissed me on my cheek as we were leaving “You be a good girl for Dada, I’ll be back soon.” He said with a bit of annoyance in his voice. He glared at Dada, for a long moment before driving away. I couldn’t help but get a little upset. Dada gave me a reassuring smile and rubbed my back “It’s okay pumpkin, he’ll be back soon.” Dada carried me to his front door and paused. It was almost as if he was hesitant to bring me in. But after a moment he opened the door.

“Hi Daddy.” Said a girl who was playing with some toys on the floor. She looked up and stopped what she was doing. She looked upset and confused at the same time. Dada put me on the ground and broke the awkward silence. “Bunny, this is Jessica. Now I want you two to play nicely whilst I set up things in the kitchen. I’ll be watching.” The last comment was more directed to her as he gave her a stern look. The girl called Bunny made no attempt to be polite so being the good girl that I am, I crawled over and said hi. All she did was stare at me. “What you playing wiv? Can I play too?” I asked. Nothing. Dada cleared his throat and the girl finally spoke up “I’m playing dolls but you can’t play, I don’t have another one for you. You can play something else.” She said with a rude tone. Hurt by her response, I started to cry. Dada had disappeared and reappeared next to me. “It’s okay bubba, no more tears. Look what Dada has.” He held out a brand new Barbie. He carefully opened the package and placed the doll in my hands. “Look now you can both play together.” He pinched Bunny as a warning before going back to what he was doing.

Bunny made no attempt to interact with me. Every response from her was mean and rude. Dada finally had enough of her behaviour when she made fun of me for going potty in my diaper. “Ewww, you stink, you little stinker. Only babies do that. You must be a little baby.” Hurt by doing something I had to, I once again started to cry. Dada scooped me up and brought me to a nursery. It must have been hers. He laid me down on the changing mat and got to work changing my dirty diaper. “Don’t mind her pumpkin. She’s just a bit jealous. Jealous that I have the cutest little baby all to myself.” He continued to shower me in compliments as he changed me. Afterwards, he carried me back to the living room and picked up the now scared girl. “You play with your toys baby, Dada will be back in a minute to play with you.” He brought her back into the nursery, loud slaps and screams were heard. And as promised, he was back sitting on the floor with no girl in sight. ——

The rest of the afternoon went well. Dada had fed me lunch, gave me my bottle with lots of snuggles and we even napped together in his big bed. The girl long forgotten about, it was just me and Dada. However, after nap time, Dada brought me back into the living room and also brought Bunny in too. Her face was red and her eyes puffy. She had been crying. I didn’t feel any sympathy for her, she deserved it, she was mean to me.

We got along nicely the rest of the day with Dada’s close supervision. Dada was definitely showing me a lot more attention and I was soaking up every minute of it. We baked chocolate chip cookies and got very messy. It was mainly Bunny’s fault, she threw the batter at me. It hit me right on the nose but instead of Dada getting mad. He simply leaned down and ate it. He was being so silly, and it had me in a giggling fit. One thing lead to another and somehow Dada also had gotten batter on him. I sat up on the counter and scooped the batter off of him. Also giving him a cute little peck on the cheek. He looked at me so lovingly, it was such a cute moment.

After the cookies were done, Dada gave us both dinner, after he declared that we needed baths. Bunny had hers first whilst I ate my cookie for dessert and watched a movie. He was quick cleaning her up and brought her into the nursery. He returned just as I was about done with my cookie. I offered him the last bite which he gladly took and gave me a thank you kiss in return. He picked me and carried me to his master bathroom. He striped me of my clothes and did the same thing with his. He took a moment to look at us in the mirror. I looked down. His boy part started to move slightly. Once the water was warm enough, he moved under the stream of water and began cleaning us up. It felt amazing to be held by him. I felt so loved.

He took his time to clean me up and shower me with kisses. Before I started to prune, he gently wrapped me up in the fluffiest towel. He took his time again to lotion me, but he didn’t put a diaper on. Just one of his T-shirts so I wouldn’t get cold. He placed me down on his bed under the blankets and crawled in next to me. I snuggled down into the soft pillow and shifted closer to him. “Comfy?” He asked. I nodded in response. He leaned in a kissed me gently. He pulled me closer, and butterflies started to form in my tummy. Next thing I knew, his hand was down at my girl part. Remembering what happened last night, I moved backwards. He opened his eyes and reassured me that it was going to be ok. I believed him and once again he pulled me closer.

His big hand found my button and slowly started to move it around all whilst kissing me. He continued doing his until I noticed his breathing was picking up. He whispered nothing but praises to me. And then said, “If this hurts too much, let me know, okay?” He looked at me and waited for my response. I gave him a little ok. He slowly moved his boy part around my slit. It felt amazing. He did this for a little bit before pushing into my tight hole. I let out a little gasp and immediately he pulled out. Concern clouded his face, and he asked if I was ok. I nodded in response. He looked at me and shifted backwards but I quickly grabbed his wrist and said “Please.” With a sense of urgency.

Taking this in, he kissed me as he slowly entered me. He was big, but he allowed my body to adjust to him before he started to move. It hurt but nothing like the night before. It was me that started to move my body, I wanted him closer and deeper inside me. His hands wandered all over my body as he moved. Lips smacking together and little moans escaping our mouths. A feeling I felt before started to build up in my tummy. The butterflies wanted out. Dada reassured me that it was okay. That he got me. His movements picked up too. In no time at all, the dam broke loose, and a wave of tension was released. My body started to spasm as I came. As soon as I started to spasm, Dada came too. His movements stilled as he let out a long and low moan. I felt a warm liquid inside of me. We stayed connected until our heart rate dropped. Dada pulled out of me and quickly reached down the side of the bed and grabbed something. My eyes were shut but I felt the coldness of the wet wipe brush against my now sensitive part. He was gentle and loving. He discarded the messy wipe and put a diaper on me. And then he said it “I love you.” He said it before plenty of times, but this time felt different. Exhausted I returned the sentiment before sleep submerged me.

I woke up some time during the night to the loud bang of a car door closing. I sat up and listened. I heard something, that made me think I was still dreaming. The sounds of a girl screaming for help. The screams were muffled and then silenced. After that the only noise was Dada snoring and faint birds in the distance singing as they hunted their prey in the night. I lay back down and snuggled closer to Dada.

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Chapter 19 – Halloween Special 🎃

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes swearing, ddlg themes, abdl themes, smut, mentions a knife, drugging, alcohol, murder, cannibalism, punishment. Let me know if I need to add more.

October 31st 2017

Jessica’s POV

As soon as I heard the birds chirping outside, I was awake. I sat up in my crib and impatiently waited for them to come get me. I must have waited for what felt like hours, but eventually dada came into my room “good morning sunshine.” He greeted me with a groggy voice. Excitedly I yelled back, “GOOD MORNING DADA, It’s Halloween!” I bounced up and down in my crib. Dada isn’t much of a morning person, but I did manage to get a giggle out from him. “Indeed, it is little one, why don’t we get you up and ready, big day today.”

When I was finally changed, we headed to the kitchen where Daddy was already preparing our breakfast. I ran up to him and gave him a big hug. “Good morning princess, are you excited about today?” He picked me up and placed me in my highchair. Daddy put down a bowl of cheerio’s in front of me and put a bib around my neck. “Of course, daddy, I gets to dress ups and has lots of candy and scare people with my scary costume. It’s gonna be EPIC.” “Scary costume? I thought you wanted to be a princess?” I dropped my spoon into my cereal, causing a little splash of milk to fall. “A princess? Um no daddy, I’m gonna be like our victims. All bloody and lots of cuts and bruises. Why would I wanna be a princess, I’m always one anyway.” Completely shocked daddy’s mouth was wide open. This wasn’t a part of their plan. A couple of days ago, we talked about what we wanted to be, daddies opted to keep theirs a secret, but they wanted to keep me cute and adorable. A princess outfit was brought up multiple times. I simply nodded not wanting to get into trouble. Clearing his throat, dada responded “why don’t we eat breakfast first before it gets cold.” I looked up at him confused. It’s cereal, it’s supposed to be cold. ——

I ran into my room as fast as possible to pick out a good outfit. Daddy wasn’t long after me. “I wanna wear this and be covered in blood.” I say pointing out to my favourite summer dress, the one I wore on me and daddy’s first date. He crouched down to look at me eye to eye. “Listen princess…” he said sternly. Immediately I knew where this was going and decided to throw a fit. I wanted to be one of our victims and that’s final. Daddy wasn’t impressed with my fit and gave me a red bottom and a timeout. Time out ended up with me falling asleep. I swear daddy gotta stop putting sleepy milk into my cereal.

4 hours later:

Dada came and got me from timeout, “Compromise honey, that’s all I’m asking.” Sighing I let him carry me into the living room. I gasped as soon as I saw everything. The place was completely decked out in decorations. It looked amazing. There were skulls on the dining room table along with cut up fingers and other body parts scattered throughout the room. They did an amazing job making the place look super scary. Placing me down on the ground, I went to go explore and admire their handy work. Daddy came over and placed a snack in front of me. It was melon eyeballs, heart shaped strawberries and mummy hotdogs. He even added ketchup to look like blood. “Daddy?” “Yes honey.” “I’m sorry for throwing a fit.” “It’s okay, just eat up sweetie, soon it’ll be time to go trick or treating.”

Daddy didn’t need to tell me twice. I practically inhaled my snack before going back to my room to compromise on my costume. I came out holding a pretty princess dress. Daddy was thoroughly impressed. We got dressed into our costumes. Daddy was dressed up in his surgical outfit. Sure, it was covered in blood, but it wasn’t scary. Dada went for a more non scary traditional look, a vampire. He claimed that he was just too sexy to be scary. I disagree, I’ve seen him scary. Brutally attacking and hurting… what was her name again. Oh yeah, Bunny. Thankfully she’s too tired to come out and play. Can’t have her ruining things. She might not want to be a part of the family anymore, but I do.

We were just about to head out. I headed to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife ever. Daddy was just about to yell at me before I said “compromise.” He turned his head and glared at dada, who went complete red in the face. “Now sweetie, you know the rules?” “Yes daddy, Rule number one, don’t run away. Rule two, only speak when spoken to. Rule three, look cute and adorable.” I let out a giggle with the last one. Both Daddy and Dada did too. ——

We hit up the hot spots, I mean there wasn’t really anywhere to go. The lake had become a very popular tourist destination. Lots of families came and left, some unfortunately met my daddies and didn’t leave at all. But at least most cabins were occupied. We went to the grocery & gun store. We made our way over to some of daddies friend’s houses, Marc was impressed with my costume and gave me an extra-large handful and some money. Sarah and Sam were health freaks, they gave me nuts, apples and one piece of candy. I still thanked them, but I poured the rabbit food into Dada’s basket maybe he could give them to Bunny. Thankfully I had a full basket of goodies before heading home.

The last house on the tour was Dada’s old house. A bunch of young girls came up to celebrate Halloween week. I looked at my daddies, once I got the approval, I knocked. The door was flung open. A brunette was standing there in the skimpiest outfit. “Trick or treat.” The girl was taken back. Maybe it was the alcohol. “Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t have anything. Aren’t you a little old to be trick or treating?” Daddy stepped in and answered, “She has developmental issues, she looks like she 8/9 but she’s really like 4.” The girl took in his words and immediately changed her tone. “Well don’t you look adorable, I’m sure your…” “Daddies.” Said dada. “I’m sure Daddies are super-duper proud of you. You look so adorable.” I thanked her and she let out a little aww.

Daddies did the talking and invited the girls over to our party. They were in awe when they saw how we decorated the house. Stepping inside further, they didn’t hear the front door being locked. They were complimenting daddies on their work. Dada offered the girls a drink which they gladly accepted. I sat on the couch and started to count my candy. Daddy came over and kissed my forehead “don’t be eating any of that until after.” I wanted to argue but I didn’t cause I knew Daddy would send me to my room and I didn’t want to miss out on the fun.

Drinks in hand, the girls started to completely flirt with my daddies. One of them caressed Daddy’s chest. Another placed a hand on Dada’s boy part. He didn’t flinch or move her hand. This went on for a while. I had moved onto colouring in my new colouring book. It was spooky themed. That was until a red head, drunkenly pointed out the decorations “Wow these look amazing, they almost look real.” She exclaimed. “That’s because they are.” Said daddy. The girls laughed thinking he was joking. Daddy doesn’t like it when people don’t take him seriously. “What’s so funny?” He asked. The brunette responded “these can’t be real, where would you even find them. Doubt eBay or Amazon would sell them.” Daddies looked at each other. The girls started to get nervous. Dada finally moved the girls hand “well, we normally don’t eat the eyes or fingers. They go to the bears and other animals. And there’s been plenty of innocent people wander around our property.” He said walking towards them. “Just one wrong move and then… BAM!” The girls jumped but laughed when dada had a big smile on his face.

Knowing where this was going, I tided up my stuff, I grabbed my knife and headed over to daddy. I handed him the knife and got a kiss on the lips as a thank you. The girls looked disgusted and confused. Daddy reached around and handed me a smaller and less scary knife “you’ve been such a good girl today honey, do you want to make the first move?” Without hesitation, I lunged towards the brunette. Stabbing her with my knife into her tummy. The other girls screamed but my daddies were soon on them, and their screams and cries stopped, eventually. The living room was quiet, four girls lay on the ground, bloody and dead. I handed daddy my knife and let out a big yawn. Today was exhausting. Picking up on my sleepiness, Daddies brought me into my room. Obviously making sure they were definitely dead. They quickly got me changed, my bloody princess dress thrown into the hall to be washed.

They placed me down in my crib. “Thank you, Daddy and Dada, for the best Halloween ever.” “You’re welcome pumpkin.” Said dada. “You better get to sleep little one, lots of candy to be eaten tomorrow.” Said daddy. Before closing my eyes, I asked “can we have your famous spaghetti and meatballs for lunch tomorrow?” “Of course, little one, I’m sure we’ll have them ready for you by then.” Said daddy softly. They placed a kiss on my forehead before leaving. I turned over and fell asleep feeling loved and part of the family.

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Chapter 18

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes swearing, ddlg themes, abdl themes, smut (forced rough sex, masturbation, implied m/m sex, loss of virginity) restraints, gaslighting, fake illness (cancer). Let me know if I need to add more.

Jessica’s POV

It was an eventful couple of days. I started “chemo” on Monday. Daddy was a total sweetheart, the night before he helped prepare my pills and got all the necessary supplies for the rough days to come including lots of blankets, toys and even a big tv that plays movies. Daddy said that TVs are bad for little minds, but dada convinced him that planned out movie time would be ok. Plus, it meant lots of snuggles with my daddies. Monday was an ok day. I got up and took my pills at 9am. Daddy praised me for being a strong and brave little girl. Immediately guilt had washed over me. I didn’t like lying to him, but I had to follow through with my plan.

Daddy was constantly asking if I was ok. I had to put my best acting skills on show, but thankfully I did research, and I knew that the first day nothing really happened. We carried on as if it was a normal day. Dada was also being very attentive, making sure I was ok and giving lots of kisses. He couldn’t spend the whole day with us, he said he had lots of work to do at home, but he would be around tomorrow for the ultimate movie day.

Tuesday was basically a couch day. Despite daddy saying that TVs were bad, he didn’t stop me or complain about having an all-day movie marathon. We watched a bunch of Disney movies snuggled up on the couch. Dada joined us around 5pm with yummy food and lots of treats. I had to pretend to not want any treats which was really, really hard. Dada had made brownies which are my favourite. But I knew if I had one, daddies would know that I wasn’t sick. Lying to them was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It’s fine me lying to my followers, they don’t really mean anything to me. But I love my daddies, I thought about coming clean to them but what would they do? Would they get rid of me? Would they still love me? I didn’t let those thoughts get to me. I couldn’t. Daddies have superpowers that know when I’m upset, if they questioned me, I would spill the beans on my whole plan.

Thankfully the muscle relaxers make me really sleepy so by the end of The Little Mermaid I was passed out. I was gently carried into my room and placed in my crib. I woke up in the middle of the night to a strange sound. It was coming from daddy’s room. It sounded like skin slapping and deep moans. But who? The realisation hit me, and my princess parts started to tingle. Immediately I moved my hand in front of my diaper and started rubbing it. The tingly sensation grew, my body started to feel hot, and I thought I was going to have an accident again. Sadly, for me, that didn’t happen. Dada came bursting into my room just before the explosion. “Hey pumpkin, what’s got you up? Oh, honey you don’t look too good and you’re burning up. Let’s get you some medicine.” Dada gave me some yucky medicine and put me back to bed. Before leaving, he kissed me on my forehead and wished me sweet dreams. I didn’t have sweet dreams, my little mind was trying to figure out what they were doing. Were they playing with the same toys that me and Daddy played with. I don’t know if I’ll ever find out. ———

Wednesday morning at breakfast was quite. Well quiet for me. I was still curious on what happened last night. I was caught up in my little thoughts, I didn’t even know what was happening around me. Daddy shook me out of my head very harshly. “What the fuck is this, Jessica?” He shoved his phone in front of my face. Confused I simply responded with a “huh?” That was definitely the wrong answer. Daddy grabbed me roughly under my arms and hauled me out of my chair. He grabbed my wrist tightly and asked again. This time getting a better look at what he was talking about. I saw that it was my scheduled posts. “Oh daddy, that’s my scheduled posts for Instagram. Remember you said I could post when we was away.” “Excuse me! I would remember saying that. I explicitly said no posting, you signed an NDA.” “But that wasn’t about here, I was just talking about my chemo and that I was starting it.” Tears fell from my face. “Oh, don’t start that with me. Room Now!” he said angrily.

I ran to my room and slammed my door. I heard dada yell at daddy to just ignore me. I cried my little eyes out. Daddy said it was fine to post, or did he? I can’t fully remember now. Maybe he was right, but I knew I had to update my followers about my chemo. I must have thought it was okay. I must have. I sat on my floor crying and stuck in my thoughts. I disobeyed daddy and made him really mad. Thoughts of him dumping me swam through my head. I couldn’t lose him, I love him too much. He’s been nothing but nice and I’m a bad girl.

Hours passed and my daddies didn’t come to check on me. Maybe they didn’t care anymore. A thought popped into my head, maybe if something happened then they would have to check on me. I stood up and went over to the toy box. I carefully opened it up and searched for the bright pink pencil case. Opening it up, I grabbed the scissors and without hesitation I grabbed a piece of hair towards the back and snip!

I held the long piece of hair in my hand whilst I discarded the scissors. I went up to the door and quietly opened it. Daddy was sitting on the couch watching a movie. Scared he’ll break up with me, I had to follow through with the plan. “Daddy?” I said with a shaky voice. I stepped out of my room and into the living room. I called out for him again. He didn’t look up. Gulping, I proceeded with my lie “daddy, my… my hair fell out.” “No, it didn’t.” He snarled. Taken back by his harshness, I persisted “See daddy, my hair fell out.” I held up the long piece of hair that was in my now sweaty hand. “Why aren’t you listening to me. Huh? I think you need to be taught a lesson.”

He got up from the couch and grabbed me by the wrist. He dragged me down the hall and into his room. He threw me onto the bed and roughly stripped off my clothes. He did the same for himself. Daddy has seen me naked plenty of times, but this was the first time seeing him. His body looked like it was sculpted out of marble. He had the most amazing looking six pack and a defined deep v line. I didn’t get much chance to look at the rest of him as he climbed onto the bed and hovered over me. “I wanted to do this right and with Chris, but you need to be taught a lesson.” Daddy said as he was rubbing his boy part on my princess part. Without any warning he shoved himself deeply into me. There was a sharp stabbing pain down there, tears fell from my face, and I begged daddy to stop. “God you’re so fucking tight.” He muttered before he started to move his hips. The pain got worse, it felt like a thousand knives stabbing me.

Disregarding my pain and tears, he continued to mutter “I knew you were perfect for me, from the moment I saw you online in your little summer dresses showing off your pretty little tits, I knew I had to make you mine.” My eyes went wide. Shock and fear washed over me, but no words came out. “I know everything Jessica. I know what you did, I know you don’t have cancer. I know how fucked up in the head you are, you’re just a dumb little slut that wants all of the attention. And look where that’s got you. Laying on daddy’s bed being fucked out of your little brain.” I tried to shove him off me, but it was no use, he grabbed my hands and held them above my head. “Things are going to be different around here from now on, no more lying to your daddies cause we’ll always know the truth.” He continued to pound into me, his balls were slapping onto my ass. Was this the same noise I heard the other night. There was also a loud wet squelch that echoed through the room. Was I liking this? It still hurt like a bitch, but I think it felt good. Daddy sped up his movements, the bed felt like it was going to snap in half in any second until he stopped moving. Daddy groaned and his body was completely shaking.

He pulled out and immediately picked me up and carried me back to my room. He placed a hand on my princess parts, I don’t know why but maybe it was to stop the wetness to come out. He changed me into a clean diaper and pjs and placed me back in my crib. Before leaving, he went into the closet and had some bracelets in his hands. He placed them on my legs and wrists and connected them to my crib. He kissed me on my forehead and wished me a goodnight. Laying there I felt completely numb. A single tear fell from my face at the realisation of what just happened. Taking in his words, I immediately thought back to the past couple of months. The edible arrangement, the card, the break in. Was that you? Was that my daddy?

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Chapter 17

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes swearing, ddlg themes, abdl themes, death, fluff, sad bunny, dismemberment, age regression, smut ( fingering, forced sex, restraints, creampie, degradation, cum drinking) kidnapping, mention of gun. Let me know if I need to add more.

Bunny’s Pov Part 2

Despite daddies having playtime with me, they continued to have their playthings. And it wasn’t just during the night. Daddy and I were playing with my blocks in the living room when we heard dada and her in the bedroom. Daddy tried to distract me, but it didn’t work. That should have been me, not her. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I couldn’t let daddy see them fall, I just ran outside to get away from her moans and screams.

“Honey bun, you know you’re not allowed to just run out here without one of us.” Chris said angrily as he opened the sliding door. I had my back turned to him, so that he wouldn’t see the stream of tears. He turned me around and concern plagued his face. Without saying a word, he yanked me into a bear hug. He lifted me up and carried me over to one of the chairs. He never once loosened his grip. I continued to cry my little eyes out, boogers getting everywhere as daddy rubbed circles on my back to help soothe me. I eventually stopped crying, but the pain was still there. “It’s okay little one, you’re ok.” Daddy said softly. Daddy had successfully calmed me down, but my little heart raced when dada joined us. He dropped down into his chair with an exhausted sigh, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his joggers, he lit one and inhaled the toxic fumes. “What’s wrong with her?” He asked Chris. “She’s just a bit tired, think she just needs a nap.” Blowing out the residue “that makes two of us.” Completely ignoring me dada began to describe in detail his fuck with his plaything. Not wanting to get upset again, I tried to ignore him and focus on daddy rubbing my back.

The rest of the day was routine. We ended up having a BBQ. They were always my favourite. Dada insisted that we had hamburgers. I don’t know what he does to them, but they always taste delicious. Must be something he puts in the seasoning. Daddy also agreed that they were good. But he said it with a devilish smile on his face, and Dada smiled back like they had some joke I wasn’t in on. After dinner was bath time. This time was dada’s turn. He always spoilt me when it came to my smelly stuff. He would let me pick out a bath bomb and bubble bath whilst daddy would fuss and say that we can’t waste them, or we’ll run out soon. Dada made sure there was lots of bubbles and toys during my bath time. Lots of things to distract me from his wandering hands. He insisted that he was just making sure my princess parts where all clean, but I knew dada was building up for playtime.

Sadly, for me that didn’t happen. Dada got me all nice and cleaned and daddy had taken me into my room to get dressed into my pjs. They were both being very attentive tonight. Daddy even applied my favourite lavender lotion on me. It always made me feel relaxed. Daddy had picked me up and I thought he was going to bring me to his room but instead he carefully sat down on the rocking chair. My night-time bottle sat patiently on the side table. Daddy picked it up “now baby, this is a very special baba. Me and dada made it just for you. We put a lot of our love into it. We just want to make sure you don’t feel like you’re being left out. You gotta drink it all up, okay?” “Okay.” He gently pushed the nipple into my mouth and praised me for drinking the warm milk. It definitely tasted different than before. It tasted kinda salty. Daddy continued to praise me and rock me to sleep. The unpleasant taste soon forgotten as I drained the bottle. My head began to droop, and my eyes were heavy. Daddy carried me over to my crib, tucked me in and placed a long and loving kiss on my lips. ———

I woke up to the sound of footsteps. They were soft and light. They definitely didn’t sound like daddies at all. Curiosity got the better of me as I stood up in my crib and unlocked the side bars. I didn’t know what time it was, but I knew I had to be quiet. I slid down the bars onto the cold wooden floor. My legs wobbled and I had to lean on the bars of my crib for a moment before I could steady myself and tip toe to my door. It was unlocked. I ever so gently, turned the doorknob and opened it a crack. Thankfully dada fixed the horrible creak, otherwise I would’ve been caught already. I looked down the hall towards daddies room, nothing. So, I walked down into the living room quiet as a mouse. A tall figure was trying to open the side door. I stood there, silent, and scared. Who was this person. All of a sudden, my belly let out a little grumble. The figure turned around and stared at me. It started to walk towards me in a panic. “Please, please help me.” It said. It… it was a girl. Their plaything.

Anger and hatred started to grow in me. She took my daddies away from me. They love her more than me. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I thought of all the things they did to her, how they pleased her. That should have been me and only me. The figure was practically standing in front of me now, I was able to get a good look at her. Blonde, beautiful and… missing parts of her. She didn’t have any boobs, visible chunks of her cheeks and body were missing and her body was covered in bloody bandages. She begged me to help her. I ignored her pleas until she slapped my face. Angry, shocked, and upset I pushed her with all my strength, she slipped on the wooden floor and fell backwards. Crack! Thud!

I didn’t have time to process what just happened. Daddies came running into the living room after hearing the loud noises and turned on the light. She laid next to the marble coffee table, blood spilling out onto the white rug. She was dead. Daddies didn’t say anything at first, it wasn’t until daddy turned around and yelled at me. I couldn’t process what he said but it was probably something along the lines that he was disappointed in me for getting up out of bed, for not calling out for them, and for well killing her. Daddy was pissed. He grabbed my hand and dragged me back to my room. He put me back in my crib before leaving he said, “You’re in timeout little miss, you’re to stay here until we say so.” Not waiting for a reply, he left and locked my door. ———

I don’t know how many days I was locked in my room. Dada was the one to bring me food, change me, and give me baths. He didn’t say much, but he didn’t seem angry. Daddy on the other hand didn’t even come near me. I could hear him and dada fighting about me. Dada clearly stating that it was an accident. He couldn’t understand why I would do it on purpose. But Daddy knew. He knew I was upset. He knew that she made me upset. One day I heard drill noises throughout the house. I didn’t think much of it until Daddy opened my door. He stared down at me as I put down my colouring book. The same colouring book Dada snuck in for me. Daddy let out a small sigh and took my hand. He led me into the living room, nothing looked different until he pointed out the little cameras placed on the walls. He explained that no matter what, they will always be watching me, they will see everything.

Daddy and dada made sure that they knew where I was at all times. There were cameras everywhere, even in the bathroom. The only one place where there wasn’t a camera was outside. I found this out one day when I begged daddy to let me play outside with my water table. I was bored being cooped up inside. Surprisingly he said yes. “Hang on little one, before you go outside you need to wear your special harness.” Daddy placed the black harness on me, ensuring that the buckle was securely fastened at my back. He led me outside and clipped something onto my back. “Now little one, you go play but don’t even attempt to take this off or you’ll get the wooden spoon.” He warned. “Dada will be out in a couple of minutes to check on you.”

Too busy playing, I didn’t even notice the man walking up the side stairs. “Well, hello there. And who might you be?” Said the man. Unsure on what to do, I politely said “my name’s Bunny.” “Well, that’s a cute name. You having fun out here? My name is Marc.” “Yes sir, I was bored inside.” “Bored but surely you have lots of things to do inside like play and watch movies.” Movies? I haven’t seen a movie in ages. “We don’t have a tv, Dada says it’s bad for our little minds.” I explained. “Then, you must come over to my place for a movie night. How about we say… Friday at 9:30?” “That’s way past my bedtime. Are my daddies coming too?” I asked. “No honey, just me and you. We can watch whatever you like, we can have candy and popcorn.” Over excited by the idea of candy and movies I said yes without really thinking. “But I don’t know where you live?” I questioned. “That’s ok, I can wait for you at the top of your road, just over there… see?” Marc pointed. Before I had time to answer, Dada came out to check on me “Marc, what are you doing here?” “Having too much fun to remember my pickup?” “Of course, hang on I’ll get it now.” Dada handed over a blue cooler “What happened, thought you were going to keep it for a while?” Marc asked. Dada looked at me then back to Marc “We had a little accident.” Was all he said. Marc smiled in a way that made me think he picked up on what Dada meant. “Ok well here’s your money, hopefully we’ll see each other again soon.” Marc gave me a little wave as he left.

A couple of days went by, and everything seemed back to normal. Daddy and Dada went back to their old selves. We played down by the beach, had lots of fun nights playing with my toys and we even had special playtime. Dada was back to being the stern but loving Dada that he is but Daddy was acting weird. I knew better not to ask unless I wanted a red bottom. So, I just tried to ignore the anxious feeling it gave me. One early morning, Daddy came into my room and informed me that he was going away for a couple of days. But he reassured me that he will be back when I started tearing up. And he did. After 2 days of Dada taking care of me both loving and caring, Daddy was back but he wasn’t alone. That night, I heard the familiar sounds of my Daddies being pleased by a different little girl. ———

It was now Friday, my dreams of having a movie night would soon be real. But there was a big problem. Daddies would know that I wasn’t be asleep. How do I slip out without being noticed. I had to come up with a plan. Maybe if I was super-duper good then they might let me go. That was the plan, get on the Daddies good side and go have candy and movies. Sadly, it wasn’t Daddies plans to be nice. I may have had a couple of slip ups. First it was spilling all the juice in the floor, then when me and dada were playing outside, I splashed him with dirty water. He wasn’t happy. Daddy got the worst of it though, I may have been to snuggly into cuddle time to let Daddy know I had to go potty. I just let go thinking that my already soaked diaper could hold it. I was wrong. Daddy had a huge wet patch on his favourite shirt. Despite all the bad things happening, no punishments came.

That was until bedtime. Instead of putting me into my crib dada carried me into his room. I was too tired for playtime, but he insisted that I was there. He placed me down and a chair and bound me with ropes. My hands were tied behind my back. Dada chuckled as he looked at me “You’ve been a very bad girl today, Bunny. You thought you weren’t being punished for your actions, but you are now. Chris! Bring her in.” He yelled.

Daddy came in from the bathroom holding a small brunette girl in his grips, she was naked and gagged. Daddy placed her in the bed and started to touch her. I turned my head away, but dada slapped me and forced me to watch. Daddy touched her in her princess parts, little moans escaped her mouth, and both of my daddies boy parts were loving every second of it. Dada was touching his whilst daddy started to move in front of the girl. I knew what was coming next. He entered the girl, but instead of being soft and gentle he thrusted in her hard. She was clearly liking it, her wet noises were echoing from the room. Dada joined them. He preferred the smaller hole and without preparation he pushed into her bum. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I watched them. Dada caught his and started to moan in pleasure “Fuck baby your being such a good girl for us, taking both of us at the same time, being an obedient little girl.” Daddy chimed in thinking it was just part of the fun “God, you feel so good.” He added. Of course, Dada took it too far “You’re so much better than our little Bunny, you’re a better little girl than her. Fuck I’m gonna cum in your tight ass.” And he pumped even faster grunting each time before relaxing with a sigh. It wasn’t long before Daddy did the same in her princess parts. The brunette, lay stay still with cum dripping out of her abused holes.

There were no feelings. My heart was broken. Two people I loved dearly just broke my heart. They didn’t love me anymore. Their new toy was their new girl. I was nothing to them. I sat there blank, and motionless. I didn’t even notice Daddy carrying me to my room and putting me in my crib. Nothing, that’s all I felt. I lay there, contemplating whether I should stay here and be nothing to them or go, leave them to go to Marc’s, to have an amazing movie night. Maybe he would be my new daddy. I lay there what felt like hours until I made my decision. I love them and maybe they can love me again. But tonight, was movie night and I deserved a treat especially after that.

I hopped out of my crib and got dressed. No one came running in, so I proceeded to open my door and make my way to the sliding doors. Again no one came out, they didn’t even care enough to make sure I stayed in bed anymore. I unlocked it and stepped outside. I waited a few minutes, waiting for someone to pull me back. But nothing happened. I made my way down the side stairs and walked up the small hill at the top of the road. Marc wasn’t there. No one was. Strange emotions took over me, feelings of being free but uncertain if I should flee, feelings of hurt and abandonment, loss, pain, and suffering. All these emotions took over. In the middle of the road, I curled up and let them take over.

Someone grabbed me, I didn’t care who. It was Daddy. He was shouting at me, but I didn’t hear him. He dragged me back inside, down the hall, opposite my door and down the basement. I was flung into a cage and left in the darkness. Time had passed, I never saw them. Her, their new little girl, came down to give me food and clean me. She never spoke but later I found out that they cut out her tongue. I hadn’t seen my Daddies since that night until one day Daddy came down. Tears of sadness and joy fell down my face, I couldn’t help the whimpers and sobs, that was until I saw the gun. Daddy was finally going to kill me. I had accepted my fate, I was ready to die but the gun shot never came.

Instead, he let me out, pulled me into the biggest and tightest hug. He whispered love and affection in my ear. Saying how much he missed me, how he regretted the bad punishment Dada suggested. He told me that everything was going to be alright and that I was going to move into his house. He explained that Dada has a new little girl, but I would always be his. And that’s how I ended up being here now, living with daddy in our house, feeling loved and cared for. That was until daddy called me Jessica. He told me that Jessica was Dada’s baby but soon she will be only Daddy’s. Daddy will have to be extra careful this time, wouldn’t want another bad accident to happen.

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Chapter 16

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes swearing, ddlg themes, abdl themes, drugging, kidnapping, forced sex, stalking, forced age regression, punishments (beating), Stockholm syndrome.

A/N: Thank you all for your support. I hit 40 followers this week. This week, I’ll be posting two chapters. This one and another on Sunday. They’re from Bunny’s Pov. I felt like I needed to add her story in now as it’s an important part to not only her story but Jessica’s. I hope you like it. Likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated. If you would like to support me further, my kofi page is in my bio.

Bunny’s Pov Part 1

The basement was cold and damp not that it bothered me anymore. I don’t know how long I’ve been down here, but I know for sure I won’t be walking out of here alive. It’s a surprise I’m not dead yet considering I disobeyed them and tried to run away. I thought that he was going to kill me. I refuse to call him by what he told me to call him. Whenever I first met him, he introduced himself as James, but Chris (the other one, the nicer one) keeps calling him Sebastian/Seb.

My name is Bunny, or that is what they call me. My actual name is Rebecca Barnes. I’m 20, no probably 21 years old now and from a small town called Milltown. I first met “James” whenever I was working my night job as an exotic dancer. I was an only child and my parents passed away when I was 18. It was just me and I was struggling to make ends meet. A friend suggested I try out dancing. Didn’t think anything bad would happen. How wrong I was. I had just started my shift when I clocked him at the bar. He was tall, had dark hair, and extremely handsome. Definitely not like our other customers. Of course, every girl was all over him, but I caught him staring at me. As the night progressed, his steel blue eyes followed me around the room, until I could no longer see him. Thinking he went home, I relaxed a bit. There was something about him that made me uneasy. Sure, I’m pretty, but there were prettier girls than me in the club and he didn’t pay them any attention. Why was I so important to him.

I didn’t have much time to ponder on these thoughts. I was just about to order some water when a deep voice whispered in my ear “Hey there bunny, can I buy you a drink?” I turned around to gently refuse the customer until I saw it was him. His eyes were scanning every inch of my face and piercing into my soul. I felt uncomfortable and scared of his dominant presence. “Oh, um no thank you.” I stuttered “Excuse me, I have to get back to work.” “Oh no you don’t bunny, I’ve just hired you for the next hour. Paid double too. Maybe if you’re a good little girl, you might get a generous tip. How does $2k sound?” $2k tip? Why would he pay so much. Of course, I couldn’t turn it down, it was a lot of money, and I was barely making enough to pay for my bills. Maybe if I just did as he asked, then he might leave me alone. He told me his name was James.

I led him into the private room and got to work by caressing him as he sat down. My hands wandered all over his expensive looking suit. His eyes never left me. I gave him a slow lap dance. He grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me closer to him. He was strong. He pulled me onto his lap and forced me to straddle him. I was too close to him. I could feel his huge hard cock press against me though his trousers. I tried to get up, but he held me tightly by my hip and wrist. “Stop trying to figure a way out of this and do as you’re told.” “Stop you’re hurting me.” I said trying to pull away from him, but his grip was like iron. “Just be a good girl for daddy, make me feel good.” He said sinisterly. I knew where this was going, and I knew that no matter how hard I fought there was no way I could escape on my own. I screamed at the top of my lungs for help. And thankfully didn’t have to wait long. Security guards rushed in and got me off him safely “You’ll regret that you dumb slut.” Left shaken up by the incident, I ended my shift early and hid out backstage until my friend was done for the night. Of course, the incident was all the talk of the night, and everyone wanted the gossip, I just wanted to go home and forget about it. Plus, I had to be up early for my other job.

Thankfully I got home around 3am with no problems. I honestly thought he would be waiting outside. Some girls had warned me that those creeps would do that and to be careful. I never invested in pepper spray or a rape alarm, they were simply too expensive, and I never thought anything like that would happen to me. Almost as soon as I closed my eyes the alarm was going off and I had to get up for my day job. I worked in a local coffee shop. It wasn’t the best of jobs, but I got free food and coffee. That was very much needed today. I was just about to finish for lunch when a tall, blonde man came up to the register to order. God he was handsome. I took his order and his name “Chris.” He collected his drink and cake and sat in a corner seat to enjoy his meal. A simple transaction. As I made my own drink, I kept looking up at him every once in a while. He was texting on his phone and smiling. Clearly something had made him happy.

I sat down and ate my lunch and a couple of minutes later, a tall figure was standing next to me. “Excuse me miss, I hate to bother you but I’m new in town and was just wondering if you could help me out?” It was the tall blonde. Of course, being the good barista I was, I couldn’t refuse him. He told me he was looking for a nice restaurant to eat, he was sick of eating takeout food and wanted a proper meal. I informed him of Michael Angelo’s, the local Italian restaurant. He thanked me and asked if he could join me. Of course, I said yes. We talked about the town and the best places to shop and eat. We talked about his life and why he moved here. He told me he was a mechanic. He fixes boats for a living. He told me that his dad taught him everything and used to come to small lake side towns to offer his services during the summer. But that had become his full time job when his dad died. This was his only way to survive.

We ended up chatting throughout my whole lunch break, I wasn’t complaining. Before going back to my shift, he asked me if I would like to join him for dinner, as a new friend. I gladly accepted and gave him my number. I told him that I finish work at 6pm. Before leaving, he left me a generous tip and thanked me for my company. The rest of my shift flew through, my thoughts were all on Chris and I probably got more orders wrong that day than I ever had before. I rushed out and prepared myself for my date. Chris had texted me as soon as I finished work:

Hey Rebecca, Hope the rest of your shift wasn’t too boring. Meet you at the restaurant at 7:30?

I immediately messaged him back:

See you then 😊

I never made it to the restaurant. I had gotten all glammed up and left my house around 7pm. As it was fall, it was already getting dark. I should have just ordered a taxi, but frugal me didn’t want to waste the money when it would only take me about 20 minutes to walk it. About a mile away from my house, I noticed a black van parked on the opposite side of the street. I didn’t think anything of it until the engine turned on. Just to be sure, I started to walk a bit faster, but it was nearly impossible in heels. The van sped up and drove down the street. “Phew, nothing to worry about” I told myself. Relaxing, I slowed my pace. Next thing I knew, there was an arm wrapped around my chest restraining my arms and pinching feeling in my neck. My body started to go limp. I didn’t see my attacker, all I heard was “Told you you’ll regret this bunny.” And everything went black.

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I woke up in a pitch black room, there wasn’t even a sound. That was until I tried to get up. My arms and legs were bound, and a clanking sound echoed through the room. I twisted and turned trying to free myself, but it was no good. The sound must’ve alerted my captors that I was awake. The door opened with a creek, I tried to look at who it was but they never came in but I knew someone was there, watching me from the small crack. My heart was pounding, I didn’t know what to do so I did nothing. I just lay there, like a mouse frozen in terror at the sound of an owl overhead. Ever so slowly the door creaked open inch by inch, but I never saw anyone or heard their footsteps. For the second time that night (I think) I felt a pinch in my neck.

Waking up this time, I was able to take in my surroundings. The morning sunlight shone through the baby pink curtains that lit up the baby pink room. Waking up slowly and not moving my restraints too much, I noticed that I was in a crib. But it was bigger, like it was made for adults. The room was decorated like a child’s bedroom, filled with brightly coloured toys, lots of books and… a changing table. Looking down at myself, I noticed I wasn’t in the red silk dress I was wearing for my date, but a pink and purple printed onesie. A thick bulge replaced my matching lace panties. It crinkled when I moved, a diaper. They undressed me and put me in a diaper, did they do anything else while I was knocked out?

The bedroom door opened suddenly, the blonde and the brunette walked in. “Good morning sweetheart, how’d you sleep?” Chris asked his voice was light and playful like he was talking to a child. I didn’t reply, tears started to well up threatening to fall. “Daddy asked you a question bunny, you better answer it.” James said sternly. “Good.” Was all that that escaped from my mouth. “That’s good sweetie, now before we get you up let’s go over your rules.” “Rules?” I questioned. Next thing I knew James’s hand came down hard onto my face. “Rule one, don’t interrupt us, or you’ll be punished.” James said, he didn’t raise his voice, but there was a current of anger in it that made my stomach twist. “Rule two, you’ll only refer to me as Daddy.” Chris said still talking to me like I was a baby. “And me as Dada.” James continued. “Not calling us by our names will not be tolerated and you will get punished. Got it?” “Yes… Dada.” I stuttered. They continued listing our various rules, once satisfied that I would comply, Chris/Daddy lifted me out of the crib and thus started my new life with them.

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Life with Daddy and Dada wasn’t so bad, I just made sure I never got on their bad side. Daddy was the nicer and caring one whilst Dada could be nice, but he liked to inflict the punishments. I followed their rules and tried to be a good little girl, like they wanted me to be, but sometimes that wasn’t enough. Rules were broken, tears were spilled, and my poor body was beaten and bruised like a soft peach. Dada always went too hard, sometimes his hands weren’t good enough. Instead, he would use the dreaded wooden spoon. Daddy would care for me afterwards, he ran me hot baths and applied lotion to my tender skin. Not to say that after punishments Dada would be still mean, he would also show affection towards me after I apologised.

This continued for a while, they were my daddies, and I was their Bunny. But I wasn’t good enough for them. One night as I lay in my crib, I heard Dada mutter no no words as he moved something heavy, maybe it was a deer. Whatever it was, he was right outside my room. Or so I thought. A series of clanks and clicks went off and a door opened. He dragged the animal down the stairs. I never knew this place had a basement. Thud, thud, thud! Daddy came to the door and quietly but sternly gave out to Dada for making a lot of noise. I had to suppress the giggle that started to bubble up from my chest. As if by magic, Daddy knew I was awake. He quietly opened my door to check on me. I pretended to be asleep but was caught out when he started to rub my head. A little moan escaped my mouth. Thankfully Daddy wasn’t mad that I was awake. Instead, he went out and got me my baba and made sure I drank it all. Not a moment later, I was lulled into a deep sleep.

In the morning, Dada came and got me ready for the day. He seemed tired so I asked if he wanted snuggles. Weirdly, he accepted it. Dada usually wasn’t this loving towards me, but maybe he just needed the snuggles. They always made me feel better. Nothing seemed off with the two of them, they continued their day off as per usual. Although Dada would go down to the basement every so often. “Daddy?” I asked whilst having a cuddle session on the couch. “Yeah princess.” “Why does Dada go down there?” Daddy was speechless. The room was silent until Dada spoke up “Because honey, we have a new plaything, don’t worry we still love you and would never leave you. We just need some grown up play time with our new toy.” He explained. “But… but I can do playtime too, I has lotsa toys we can play with.” My response made both men chuckle. “We love playing with you bunny, what Dada means is that we special play time. The type of play time that we don’t do with our sweet and precious little girl.” Still confused on what they meant, I simply shrugged and continued the cuddle session with my daddies.

Once again, while I was meant to be sleeping. I heard the basement door open. Big, loud feet dragged soft but shuffled feet up the stairs. Whimpers and cries were muffled by something. And then their bedroom door was closed. About 5 minutes later, strange sounds emanated from their room. Cries, moans, screams and grunts were heard. I heard my daddies say, “Do you like that you slut, yeah take all of us, so tight, and fuck babe she’s so fucking beautiful.” Beautiful… she, who’s she? Daddies new toy was a girl. I turned over and let the tears fall down. I put my hands up to my ears with the hope that it would block out them. Jealousy grew in my belly, but I let my sadness and tiredness take over as I cried myself to sleep.

The next morning, I tried to be my normal self but daddies knew something was upsetting me. They let me sulk but when I started to ignore them, that’s when they started to question me about it. Unable to control my anger, I blurted out that I heard them. They immediately knew what I was talking about. Both men just chuckled and looked at each other like they were having a silent conversation. After both nodded, they stood me up and took me to their room. This was my first time in here. They sat me down on their massive bed and asked “honey, we don’t want you to be upset about us having special play time, if you want… and only if you really mean it, we’ll show you what it is.” Daddy said. Immediately my little head nodded furiously. “Okay honey, why don’t you lay down and let your daddy’s take care of you.” Dada said sweetly.

I lay naked in between the most handsomeness daddies ever, their bodies intertwined with each other and mine smushed in between. We were sweating and exhausted from the long play time. I had never done that before, but daddies didn’t seem shocked to know that I was a virgin. It’s like they already knew. Play time was fun and definitely something I wanted to do again. But I don’t share them. They were my daddies.

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Chapter 15

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes swearing, ddlg themes, abdl themes, smut (touching, blowjobs, mention of cum, forced rough sex, anal) restraints, murder and threats, daddy kink, cannibalism.

Chris’s Pov

I stood there on the beach feeling helpless. Once again Sebastian overreacted, and Jessica was no doubt about to be in big trouble. All you did was be a good girl and say hi. Really Sebastian should be hurting Marc, he was being weird around you, when I saw his filthy hand touch your soft cheek, I almost started screaming myself, I probably should’ve. At least it would be at the right person, not a poor girl whose only crime was being polite. Plus, the bastard forgot about my delivery. Absolute prick. I tried fixing your now smashed castle, but no matter how I tried I couldn’t capture the innocent beauty that your castle had. I pushed it over destroying my attempt and leaving only a mound of sand and a shovel as evidence of my effort. I would just have to find a way to get you down here on my own again so we could rebuild it. Walking up the winding stairs to my cabin, I glanced over at theirs and just prayed he wasn’t hurting you too much.

“Hi daddy, you’re back early. I wasn’t expecting you back for a long, long time, I’m sorry, I didn’t get all my tasks done.” She greeted me at the door wearing my favourite pink dress that I picked out for her, she looked terrible compared to you. “It’s fine bunny.” I said as I flopped onto the couch and closed my eyes. I felt the couch dip next to me. “Daddy, do you want me to take care of you.” She slid her hand from my thigh up to my groin. She started to palm my cock under my shorts, I pictured your face and your little hands touching me. Without having to say a word, bunny took out my now hard cock and started to do little kitten licks on my tip. I groaned at the sensation. She knows what I like and without having to prompt her, she fully took me in her mouth. Her hands groped my balls as she sucked and licked my cock. I kept the image of you in my mind and not even a minute later I was close. “That’s it baby, take all of dada. You’re being such a good girl. Fuck, Jessica I’m gonna…” Thick ropes of cum erupted from my cock into the warm and wet mouth. She pulled away, but my hand was on her head, and I held her there until I was finished. My cock still lodged deep in her mouth meant the only option was to swallow it all down. My cock slipped out of her mouth, and she coughed a little, but I swore I heard a little sniffle hidden in there. ——

The rest of the night was dull. Bunny made a mediocre dinner of chicken, fries, and vegetables. Such a plain and boring dinner. That’s how my life is, boring. But then you popped up and gave me this new surge of energy and excitement. I needed you. But I still love Bunny. She was still useful at times. I put Bunny to bed and headed off to my own. My thoughts were consumed by you, I hoped you were ok, that you weren’t sore and crying yourself to sleep. I looked over at the empty side next to me. You should be here, you should be in my arms. I should be protecting you from him and from your bad dreams. I will have you even if that means making some sacrifices.

I woke up to the sound of Bunny crying “guess I gotta get up.” I groaned as I threw the covers off of me. I had made up my mind now, I just had to execute it. I got dressed and made my way to her room. Unlike Sebastian’s house, I don’t have all those high tech locks, just a plain and simple lock and key. I went over to Bunny’s crib “shh baby, now I need you to listen. Daddy has a new baby, a better baby than you. But she belongs to Sebastian right now. But he’s not good enough for her, she needs a kind and soft daddy, like me. Mean Sebastian doesn’t want you around, you really hurt him baby. You should’ve just been a good girl and done as you were told. And now you have to pay.” I grabbed the other sleeping figure in the crib, poor thing had been beaten and bruised, practically dead really. With whatever energy she had left she kicked and screamed her little heart out. “Would you just shut up!” I grabbed a wooden letter block and bashed it against her head over and over again until her body went limp. Bunny was crying and shaking “that could have been you, be grateful it wasn’t.” I dropped the block and the dead girl and went to go soothe Bunny. “Shh it’s ok, now help daddy cut her up. You’re such a good little helper when daddy’s babies misbehave.”

Before going to chop up… whatever her name was, I sent a quick text to Seb.

Hey Seb, I’m really sorry I didn’t take better care of Jessica yesterday. I messed up but I hope you can forgive me. If the offer still stands, I’ve decided that I want Jessica too. Bunny means nothing to me anymore. I took care of her last night. Let me know your thoughts.

I hopped that he would believe me. A moment later my phone pinged.

Hey, Come over around 4pm? We’ll have a BBQ. You’ll bring the meat?

Yes, it worked. I couldn’t celebrate just yet. There was work to be done. I prepared the meat for the BBQ while Bunny put the rest in the freezer for later. She was quiet, maybe she finally got the hint. In no time at all, it was nearly 4pm. I made up Bunny’s bedtime bottle and called her over to the couch. “Now Bunny, I know it’s early to be going night, night but daddy is going to see his new baby. I know you’re going to be a good girl and drink all your milkies and go to sleep.” I cuddled her and rocked her to sleep as the bottle was soon drained. I gently carried her to her clean room and placed her down in the crib. I reached over and placed the restraints on her arms and legs, just be sure. Can’t have this little one trying to run away… again. Just before heading out, I checked myself in the mirror carefully to ensure there was no hint of blood. ——

Dinner was good, we talked and laughed. It was like the good old times except even better because you were there. Seb had told me about your morning activities and to say I was jealous was an understatement. You sat up on his lap wearing a cum filled diaper, not having a care in the world. You giggled and played with your toys whilst we cooked dinner, without even being told you set the table. You were being such a good girl. We made the s’mores you were so excited about, and I saw your little eyes light up when the marshmallow started to burn over the fire pit. The same fire pit that we use to burn the bones of the others. But you didn’t know of this darkness. You were pure and innocent. Seb said that it was close to your bath time, an obvious hint that it was time for me to leave. Honestly, I’m glad you were getting a bath. I don’t want his cum anywhere near you. What surprised me the most was when you came over and hugged me. You glanced over at Seb and gave me a little kiss on the lips. “Night, night dada, thank you for an amazing night.” you called me dada, you are mine. My heart swelled at the name. I said my goodbyes to Sebastian and went back home.

I replayed that little kiss in my head over and over again. I went into Bunny’s room and without pulled her out of the crib. She made some whimpers and murmurs as I carried her, but I don’t think she woke up fully until thrust my dick deep into her tight little cunt. Her eyes snapped wide open, she gasped in shock and pain, and she tried to sit up, but my hands were on her shoulders holding her down. She stared into my eyes, and I felt my dick soften. I pulled out and she gasped again “No.” She almost whispered, I couldn’t tell if she didn’t want me to stop or if she didn’t want me to do what was coming next.

I grabbed her by the hips and flipped her around, so the only thing staring up at me was her fat little ass. “Daddy wait…” She said, but I didn’t. I thrust forward into a hole, not knowing, or caring which. “Jessica.” I moaned, I needed you, I needed to feel you, but you weren’t here. She would have to do, I pushed her face into the pillow and thought of you.

I came within a couple of minutes and made no effort for her pleasure, still I felt her shudder beneath me, and her sobs were mixed with moans. I dragged her up and carried her back to her room. This was ours and soon you will be in it next to me. Exhausted from mind fucking you, I welcomed the embrace of sleep.

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Chapter 14

Content Warning, this is intended for people that are 18+ and this chapter includes fluff, DDLG themes, forced age regression, ABDL themes, smut (mutual masturbation, sex toys, cum, kissing, sex photo sharing) pet names, cannibalism, Stockholm syndrome, munchausen by internet. Let me know if I need to add more.

Sebastian’s Pov

I was careful to close the door to my baby’s room without a sound, I turned, leaned my back against it and let out a sigh of relief. My baby had finally accepted me. Happy thoughts of the days ahead with her consumed me. But I knew that there were things that had to be done. I walked down the hall towards the kitchen and stopped at the first door on the left. The other locked door. Jessica had asked about it earlier and I had distracted her so I didn’t have to answer, but soon she would find out. I punched in the code and placed my thumb on the fingerprint scanner, the thuds and clanks of multiple locks came from within.

A loud beeping sound alerted me that the door was unlocked. I gathered my equipment and slipped out the door locking behind me. Before heading to my room for some much needed sleep, I checked on my baby one more time. She was passed out. Little snores escaped her mouth along with a slobber of drool dripping down her cheek. I slipped my hands under her slow and careful not to disturb her. In one smooth motion I picked her up, I brought her to the locked room taking deliberate cautious steps. Setting her down I wiped the drool from her mouth with my sleeve. Finally, I made my way to my room, I checked my phone and set early alarms. As soon as my head hit the pillow I plunged into long awaited sleep.

I woke to the blaring sound of my alarm going off. “How is it already 7am?” I groaned. I wiped the sleep out of my eyes and grabbed my phone. Opening an app, I saw that my baby was still fast asleep. “Better get up and get ready before the craziness starts” I thought. Stripping off my boxers, I walked into the cold bathroom. Morning wood was nothing unusual, but this morning it ached to be touched, I ignored the urge to relieve myself. My baby would need me soon. I had a quick shower and got dressed for the day. My phone beeped and my heart stuttered with excitement. I grabbed at my phone, but my enthusiasm waned when I saw that it was just Chris.

I pondered over his text. I know he didn’t mean to mess up. Chris is always overprotective and cautious when it comes to our babies. It was a slip up. He deserved another chance, our long relationship bought him that, but only one.

Come over around 4pm? We’ll have a BBQ. You’ll bring the meat?

I didn’t get to see his response as at that moment a faint rattling noise was coming from the locked room. She’s awake. I unlocked the door and braced myself, in the past the first time was always the hardest. I opened the door. “Aww is my baby awake? How did you sleep princess” I cooed. “Seb… I mean daddy, what am I doing here?” She said I could hear panic in her voice. “Baby, this is your new room. Don’t you like it? I made it just for you.” Her little head scanned around the room. “But… but it’s a baby’s room.” I chuckled “it’s perfect for you then, you’re my little baby remember?” I asked. Her face saddened as she remembered what happened yesterday “yes daddy.” I lowered her crib bars and picked her up. “Shh, there’s no need for sad faces, daddy’s going to make everything better. Starting with your diaper.” It’s still dry but not for long.

I carried her over to the changing table and placed her on the mat. “Now baby, I don’t want any fussing. Daddy wouldn’t want to have to restrain his little girl. Just lay back and let daddy take care of you.” She lay there still except for the tremble of nerves that shook through her tiny body. I took off her pj bottoms and remarked on the dry diaper. “Does my baby need to go potty?” She shook her head. “I’m sure you do baby, look at your bloated tummy, let’s see what happens when I do this.” I placed my hand on the top of her diaper, just under her tummy and pushed down firmly. A little gasp escaped her, and she started to squirm. “Now, now baby, remember what I said. If you wriggle too much, you’ll make a mess.” I pushed down harder. The squirming got more intense. I held her down with my other hand, firm but gentle, I didn’t want to hurt her. “There ya go honey, daddy knew you had to go potty.” There was a loud hissing noise and soon the diaper between her legs grew and sagged.

At the realisation of what happened Jessica started to cry, apologising over and over. When she was done, I released her and immediately showered her with praise and kisses “daddy is so proud of you baby, you went potty in your diaper, you’re such a good little girl.” The crying stopped and she responded with a sniffle “Not mad?” She asked her voice high and squeaky “No baby, daddy’s not mad. Daddy could never be mad at his little girl for being a good girl.” Her face remained red, but the tears stopped falling. “Now let’s get you all cleaned up and get some breakfast in this belly.” I said blowing raspberry’s onto her stomach, earning myself giggles and a huge smile.

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I got her cleaned up and dressed in some joggers and T-shirt, then carried her into the kitchen. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the new decorations. I placed her into her new highchair and buckled her in, before starting to prepare breakfast. “Daddy?” She asks. “Yes princess?” “Do I really need this?” She gestured at the highchair. “Of course, you do baby, you could slip off one of the big girl chairs, and there are dangerous things in the kitchen, it’s so you don’t get hurt.” I explained. Her face was unreadable. I couldn’t tell if she was happy or sad. Ignoring the concerning thoughts, I got to work making our breakfast, scrambled eggs, local organic bacon, French toast, and some strawberries for Jessica. I purposefully didn’t add syrup this time.

“Guess what honey? Chris is going to come by later on and we’re going to have a BBQ for dinner tonight. And, if someone is a good girl all day for daddy, then maybe we can have those s’mores I promised yesterday.” Her eyes glistened with excitement “I’ll be the bestest girl ever, I promise.” Despite not having any syrup, somehow Jessica still managed to get dirty. I wiped her down and sat her on the couch. “What do you wanna do today?” “Um…go to the beach?” “Sorry no can do honey, we’re stuck inside today. How about we check out your toys.”

I went over to the black unit by the wall and opened its doors. Inside were 8 woven baskets each containing a different category of toy. There were colouring materials, dolls, magnetic blocks, kinetic sand, little figures, cars etc. There was more than enough to keep a baby happy. Plus, there was a special basket just for daddy to use on his princess. “Here honey, why my don’t you do some colouring. Colour daddy a pretty picture.” “Okay daddy.” She slid down off the couch onto the floor and awkwardly crawled over to the unit. I think I’ll have to keep her leg off, she looks too cute trying to crawl. I handed her the basket and she made herself busy by picking out what colouring book to use. “Why don’t you lay down on your tummy baby, daddy’s gonna have his own fun with some toys. But first I gotta check your diaper.” I slid off her joggers, slightly pulled the leg gusset to the side and placed the small pink vibrator on her clit. Her little hand thrust back at me, and her head turned in shock. “It’s ok Baby.” I shushed at her and pushed her hand away. “Do your colouring, and under no circumstances are you to take off your diaper or to touch it… okay?” “‘Mmmhmm.” She nodded.

I turned the vibrator on with a click of a button on the remote. Immediately Jessica gasped at the sensation. She wriggled and squirmed, her hand again shot towards her diaper. “Ah.” The sound froze her hand in place, her little butt was still wiggling. She looked at me her face was bright red shock and confusion etched across it, I held her gaze and without even needing to say a word my good girl picked up her crayon again and went back to colouring.

I hovered over her tiny frame and slipped my fingers into her diaper. Even though it had only been a minute at most, she was already soaking wet. I badly wanted to finger her, but I didn’t want to break her. I teased her little hole by rubbing the entrance “baby, you’re not staying in the lines, I want a pretty picture.” I teased knowing that my poor baby was having a hard time concentrating. “Ah, ah honey, you gotta stay still.” Little whimpers and moans slipped out of her mouth. The cabin was soon filled with these sounds along with distinct squelch of my finger meeting her wetness.

My cock was loving every moment of this, but I couldn’t hold back anymore “Baby, keep colouring but give me your hand.” I said urgently. Her little hand reached round her back and into mine. I freed my cock from its prison and guided her hand onto it. I jerked as I felt her cool palm press against it, she gripped me with no encouragement her tiny fingers barely wrapping around me. The trembles of her shaking hand radiated pleasure down through my member and through my body, I felt tingles in my fingertips and the hair stood up on the back of my neck. It was exquisite, but not nearly enough, I needed more. She was still aside from her nervous shaking, so I began to pump myself. Pushing my thick member through her curled fingers back and forth. Precum stuck to her fingers and started to drip onto her T-shirt. I joined her soft moans with my own deep growl.

We were both close. Her pussy was drenched, it was only a matter of time before… “Daddy?” “Uh huh.” I answered “I… I haveta go potty.” Bingo “that’s okay, you just let go, go potty on daddy’s finger. Daddy’s got you.” Not a minute later, she came with an intense orgasm. Her whole body shook and her little hole spasmed around my finger. I completely lost it, I let go of her hand and erupted. Thick ropes of cum decorated her pussy beautifully. I sat back on my heels to catch my breath. I tucked my spent cock back into my boxes before pulling out my phone to capture the beautiful sight. I removed the soaked vibrator carefully and pulled her diaper back into place. I lay next to her tiredly kissing her. “Oh no honey, you went outside the lines. Looks like we’ll have to keep practicing our colouring. But for now, let’s cuddle on the couch.”

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We spent hours cuddling on the couch, holding each other, and basking in the warm glow. Her breath grew heavy and soon became little snores. Lulled by her gentle purring my eyes drooped and I drifted into my own nap. We woke up well past lunch time, my little girl pushed and shook my heavy arm that draped over her holding her in place. “Daddy I’m hungry.” We had a little picnic on the deck, we were entertained by a pair of squirrels that gathered nuts and chittering back and forth and fighting for the best.

Chris popped by early to drop off some meat and dessert for our dinner tonight. “Did you two get up to anything fun this morning?” Jessica immediately blushed and hid herself behind my arm. I laughed and tousled her hair. “Jessica needs work colouring inside the lines, she was very distracted this morning. She tried her best, though and daddy is very proud of her.” The poor thing couldn’t even handle a compliment. I felt the heat of cheeks against my arm, and she was trembling again. Chris looked bewildered but said nothing. Jessica tapped me on the shoulder “Daddy, can I go inside to maybe film an update for Instagram? I’m supposed to be taking my chemo tomorrow. I know I’m not able to post it but I just wanna film it.” “Sure thing, wait here and I’ll get your leg.” Once her leg was securely attached, she hurried off to her room.

“When are you going to let on that you know?” asked Chris. “I’ll give it a couple of days, I want to see how far she’ll take it.” Chris grunted in agreement “So how was she this morning. Did she kick up a fight like the rest of them?” “Surprisingly no, I was expecting it, but the fight never came. Obviously, I know she craves attention, but I really do think she likes this.” “And what was that all about with the colouring?” “Oh, I must show you.” I pulled out my phone and showed him my masterpiece “Isn’t it stunning?” “Oh, so that was the smell, man you need to either cum more often or eat pineapples.” I punched his arm not so gently “It’s been a couple of hours and it’s not just my cum.” The two of us laughed and chatted all previous trouble between forgotten.

The sliding doors opened and Jessica appeared. “You all done honey?” She nodded. I reached my arms out to her and she gladly accepted them. I pulled her into a hug and placed her onto my lap. “So, what’s the plan honey?” “Oh well, um...” she said slightly panicky “I have to take two tablets of chemo a night for a week, then have a break for a week and then back on them. And that pattern continues until I run out.” She said firmly. “Well of course it’s your chemo tablets, what else would it be?” I said teasingly. She said nothing. But had a worried look on her face.

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Dinner was delicious, bunny always tasted amazing but damn, grilled bunny was so mouth-wateringly delicious. So plump. Even Jessica liked her, she couldn’t stop commenting on how heavenly it tasted. If only she knew. Of course, we had to have the long overdue s’mores. She made such a mess but seeing her have so much fun with it made both of us nearly cry with joy. Joy that she was our little girl. Finally. Chris left around 8:30 when I said that it was nearly the little ones bath time. Jessica was bouncing around with excitement, maybe it was the euphoric feeling of eating human flesh or maybe she was excited about something else.

Bath time came and went. I had washed away all of my forgivable sins in sweet vanilla body wash whilst she played with some toys. We had so much bath time silliness, we splashed and played until she started to prune. I brought the now sleepy Jessica into her room to get changed. She was such a good girl today that I decided that she needed to be rewarded. My poor baby was too sleepy for some night-time play time but instead of her crib, I tucked her in my bed. Before slipping in beside her. I cuddled her close and gave her a kiss goodnight.

Chapter 15

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