Lams Oneshots

Poofs and Turtle Stuffies

I can explain...a friend from school is into this (ddlb) and asked for it he's also the reason I read that fic I mentioned lol we both need serious help. Oh yeah floaties= bath toys

I woke up that morning feeling a bit more soft than usual. I didn't think anything of it until I realized I had woken up in little space.

So I of course called out to Daddy so he could help me get ready.

"Daddy!" I called from our shared bedroom.

I heard a sigh which must have been Alex adjusting.

"Yes baby boy?" He called from our small kitchen where he was getting his coffee that he usually poured a five hour energy in.

"Come here!~" I said in a sing song time of voice.

He sighed and came into the room only to find me naked when I was supposed to be dressed.

"John, why aren't you dressed?" He asked voice firm and an eyebrow raised.

"I wanted to take a bubble bath with my floaties!" He gave me a look of sympathy and sighed once more.

"Alright baby boy go in the bathroom and get the floaties I'll run your water." With that he went in the bathroom and soon I could hear the soothing sound of the water running.

I ran as quick as I could to get my floaties.

"Stop running!" Daddy called out.

"Yes sir..." I walked the rest of the way and looked at all my floaties and decided to grab two turtle ones and rubber ducky.

Then, I went into the bathroom to find he'd made extra bubbles I giggled and thanked him.

He then slowly helped me into the tub and began to pour water on my hair and wash it as I played.

"Daddy Daddy look!" I exclaimed.

"Hm?" He looked up at me and snickered. I had put soap on my face and given myself a beard.

"Hm hm hm! I'm Daddy now." I said doing my best impression of Alexander.

"Really? Then I guess you don't need these then." He took away the floaties and sat them far away.

"Why can't I have them?" My poor floaties were all alone over there on the cold counter.

"Daddies don't have floaties or take bubble baths." I gasped and wiped the bubbles off.

"I'm not Daddy anymore see!" I smiled when he handed me the floaties back and finished washing and drying me off.

"Alright, I'm gonna go get your clothes okay?" He said walking me into our room.

"Daddy, can I pick my clothes? I want to be a big boy!" His eyes widened in surprise.

"Go ahead I'll dress you when your done." He closed his eyes because he knew I was going to ask for that.

I went up to my closet and pulled out my favorite romper it had so many little turtles in it. Then, I got my long sleeve grey shirt I was pleased with it.

"Okay Daddy I'm done!" He opened his eyes and smiled at me.

"Wow, great job baby boy." I giggled and covered my face in embarrassment.

He then helped me but in my undies and clothes.

"Alright, it's time to do your hair." He said taking out the brushes and combs.

I put my hands over my head and whined in protest. I hate having my hair combed and picked at...I hated it because it felt good. Alexander however didn't know this.