Their Sweet Baby Girl

10. Diapers And Pull Ups

After Lucy finished her meal - or rather, after most of the lasagna ended up on her face and bib - Angela stood up and walked towards the highchair. With ease, she lifted Lucy onto her hip, eliciting a happy squeak from the little.

The feeling of Angela's arms around her, holding her securely, made Lucy feel incredibly small and protected. As Angela carried her away from the table, Lucy wrapped her arms around her caregiver's neck, nuzzling into the comforting warmth.

"Tim, I think our little Lucy here needs to stay the night," Angela announced, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "She's just too teeny tiny to be home alone after such an exciting day." Lucy's buried her face into Angela's chest.

Before she could say anything, Angela booped her nose playfully, causing Lucy to giggle uncontrollably. The action was so unexpected, so carefree, that it made her heart flutter with happiness.

She peeked at Tim. Tim grinned widely and nodded. "Sounds like a great idea, Ang. Lucy, would you like to stay with us tonight?" he asked, ruffling her hair gently. At his words, Lucy's heart swelled with joy, and she nodded vigorously.

As Angela carried Lucy up the stairs, the little felt her heart race with anticipation. She had never stayed over at someone else's house while in her regressed state before.

The thought of spending an entire night under their loving care was both exhilarating and terrifying. When they reached the master bedroom, Angela set Lucy down on the plush carpet, allowing her to take in the sight of the large, inviting bed.

"Lucy, baby girl," Angela said, crouching down to meet her at eye level, "do you wear nappies or pull-ups to bed?" Her voice was soft and understanding, leaving no room for embarrassment.

Lucy bit her lower lip, looking down at her feet. She had never admitted it to anyone outside of her online communities, but she found comfort in wearing them during her regression episodes. It helped her fully embrace her littleness.

Finally, she mustered up the courage to speak. "N...nappies," she whispered, her cheeks burning. Angela smiled warmly, reaching out to stroke her cheek. "That's okay, sweetheart. We'll make sure you have everything you need."

She stood up and walked towards the dresser, opening the top drawer to reveal an assortment of colorful diapers and pull-ups. Lucy gasped, her eyes wide with surprise. They really had thought of everything. Angela turned back to her with a questioning look. "Do you need help changing into one, or can you do it yourself?" she asked gently.

Lucy nodded, still processing the sight before her. "Me do." she spoke. She felt a surge of gratitude towards Angela and Tim for understanding and accepting her needs.

Lucy nodded again and walked towards the bathroom, where Angela had pointed earlier. Inside, she found a small step stool next to the sink, which she used to reach the faucet. After washing her hands and face, she glanced at the diapers laid out on the counter.

They were all so colorful and cute, just like the ones she had at home. She chose a pink one with white polka dots, feeling her heart race at the thought of putting it on. As she changed, she couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and comfort.

When she was done, Lucy looked at herself in the mirror, her reflection. She giggled, covering her mouth with her hand. This was surreal yet oddly comforting. Stepping out of the bathroom, she saw Tim and Angela waiting for her.

They smiled warmly, not a hint of judgment in their eyes. "All ready for bed, Luce?" Angela asked, holding out a cute, oversized teddy bear for her to hold. Lucy nodded and walked towards the bed, climbing onto it with Tim's assistance.

They tucked her in, the blankets soft and soothing against her skin. As Angela leaned over to give her a goodnight kiss, Lucy felt a sense of belonging she hadn't experienced in a long time. "Goodnight," she said, her voice small and tired.

"Goodnight, Lucy," they replied, his voice equally gentle. The last thing she heard before drifting off was Angela's soothing lullaby, filling the room with warmth and love.