Published: July 16th 2020, 2:01:00 pm
A short story commission from an anonymous Patron.
"Would you like some more tea, Mr. Huggles?" Sofia asked politely, giving a nod to the giant teddy bear in a tutu sitting in the chair next to her.
"Why, yes, thank you, Sofia," he answered back in his usual high, squeaky voice. He always sounded very silly, and sometimes it was hard to keep from giggling at it, but Sofia knew that she shouldn't... That wouldn't be very polite at all!
"Of course!" Sofia stood up with a crinkle, leaning over to grab the plastic teapot from the middle of the table, the skirt of her princess dress riding up over the plastic, showing off the seat of her diaper. "I'm sure you want sugar, too?"
"Always!" he chuckled. Sofia nodded, pouring the invisible tea into his cup, then picking up the sugar bowl and carefully plucking two transparent cubes of sugar off of it, plopping them down into his drink, almost able to see them start to bob up and down, starting to dissolve.
She smiled, sitting back down in her plastic chair, looking to the seat on her other side. "What about you, Mrs. Fluffybottom?" she asked, immediately having to switch her voice.
Mrs. Fluffybottom was, of course, very dignified, which was why she kept her ears tied together with one of Sofia's old hair ribbons, instead of letting them flop around wildly like the bunnies she'd seen other littles carrying around on the playground. Sofia always did her best to make her sound like Mommy and her friends, but she knew she wasn't very good at it.
"I think I've had enough for now, dear," Mrs. Fluffybottom told her. "I must say, Kristine, that dress looks quite pretty on you."
"Oh!" Sofia's friend looked over at the bunny in surprise, then down at herself, and the sailor dress her Mommy had dressed her in that day, adjusting the ribbon, and then the skirt, although there was no way for her to possibly make it cover any of the bulky diaper peeking out from beneath it. "Thank you, Mrs. Fluffybottom! I think it's pretty, too!"
Sofia daintily picked up her own teacup, making sure she popped her pinkie out, lifting it almost to her lips and pretending to take a sip. "I must say," she declared. "I've been so busy serving anyone, I haven't gotten to try it myself yet! Not to brag, but it turned out very nicely today, didn't it? Your recommendations worked beautifully, Kristine!"
Kristine giggled bashfully. "I just told you how my Mommy makes her tea," she shrugged. "I didn't do anything."
"Ooh, is this Mommy tea?" Sofia perked up. She'd never gotten to try that before, not really... She hadn't liked tea, at least not the warm kind served out of pots like this, back before Mommy had adopted her, and anytime Sofia was around when Mommy had it with her friends, she was always given a bottle of milk instead. Mommy said she put a little tea into it so Sofia could get used to the taste, but Sofia had her doubts about that.
As if the word had summoned her, the door to the playroom opened up, Sofia's Mommy poking her head inside. "How are things going, girls? Sofia, are you behaving yourself?"
"Yes, Mommy!" Sofia glared up at her. "I always behave myself!"
"That attitude doesn't sound like it..." her Mommy said warningly, taking a step into the room. "Kristine, has she been nice?"
"Yes, ma'am!" Kristine chirped back pleasantly. "Do you want some tea?" She offered one of the spare teacups from Sofia's playset.
Mommy smiled, waving it away. "No, thank you, dear," she told her. Like with anything made for littles, it would have looked ridiculously small in her Amazonian hands anyway. And there definitely wouldn't be enough tea in it to satisfy her thirst. "Just let me know if she gets cranky."
"I don't get cranky!" Sofia huffed, crossing her arms, kicking her legs uselessly, wishing her chair was a little shorter so she could stomp her feet. "She always says that!" she complained to her friend, once Mommy had ducked back out of the room.
"You wouldn't believe what my Mommy said about me," Kristine replied. "She told me that I was acting unladylike the other day!"
"Nuh-uh!" Sofia gasped. "My Mommy said the same thing about me!" The pair of them stared at one another in disbelief, Sofia grabbing a cookie from her plate and starting to nibble on it. "They don't know what they're talking about! Look at you! Your hair is so pretty, and curly, and you picked the perfect color of ribbon for it!"
Kristine giggled and blushed. "Well, Mommy picked it out... And she brushed my hair."
"Duh!" Sofia laughed, spraying cookie crumbs. "That's what Mommies are for! You still look very grown-up!"
That was, of course, disregarding the diaper around her waist. Kristine was very pretty.... Sofia had always thought so. In fact, back before their Mommies had found them and adopted them, Sofia remembered that both of them would go in and get their pictures taken for magazines and things, and get paid for it! They always got to wear such cool clothes... Or sometimes, barely any at all!
"You look like a princess!" Kristine exclaimed. "That dress is so nice, and..." She paused for a moment, lifting herself out of the chair, grunting softly, then giggling at the faint sound of a toot coming from her padded bottom. "And it makes you look like a big girl! And definitely ladylike!"
"That's because I am!" Sofia shook her head. "How does Mommy not see it? She's so silly!"
"Mommies are silly-heads," Kristine agreed. "What do they even know about being ladylike?"
"Nothing!" Sofia declared. "They just think because they're so big, they know everything, but they don't! They don't even..." She paused for a moment, shifting in her seat, confused for a moment as she noticed a strange feeling. She wiped her hands on the front of her dress, grabbing the hem of it and lifting it up. Sure enough, she was wetting herself. With a giggle, she gave the dampening, increasingly squishy, padding a squeeze before letting her dress fall again, returning to her point. "They don't even know how nice our tea parties are, because they never want to play!"
"They don't know what they're missing!" Kristine nodded, grabbing for her bottle of milk, beside her teacup, giving it a big slurp, not paying any mind to the rivulet of white that dribbled down her chin after trying to drink too fast. "We have the best parties, and theirs are dumb! Their tea is gross!"
Sofia stared at her friend in wonder. "She lets you have their tea?"
"Once," Kristine admitted. "It was real yucky... I spit it out, and Mommy sent me to my room."
"But you had some!" Sofia pointed out. "That means you hafta be ladylike! Only pretty, grown-up ladies have tea!"
"Oh, yeah!" Kristine's eyes lit up. "You're right! And since we're having a tea party, that means we're ladylike!"
Sofia could see her face getting a bit red as she spoke, and, right on schedule, as she finished, she raised her bottom out of the chair again, gave another toot... But, this time, something more happened. Sofia watched her diaper starting to droop as her friend slid all the way off the seat, standing with her legs spread as she squatted down, the lump in her diaper quickly growing and spreading.
Like the polite little lady she was, Sofia knew she should wait until her friend was finished, so she grabbed her own bottle, sucking away at it. She was pretty close to being done, so she drained it, tossing it aside once it was empty so it wouldn't be in the way of the tea party. She was taken by surprise as her body let out a belch after finishing up all her milk at once like that, but it just made her giggle again, grabbing for another cookie, clumsily knocking the rest of them off the plate in her greedy rush.
Kristine gave a tiny sigh of relief and satisfaction, plopping down in her chair again, squirming for a moment to get comfy before grabbing Mr. Huggles. He was so big, he practically hid her completely as she set him down in her lap, making his head bob up and down as he declared, "You two are right! You're the most ladylike ladies I've ever met!"
"I knew it!" Sofia grinned.
Kristine went to put the bear back in his seat, but, unable to see what she was doing, swung him too close to the table, his arm sweeping half of the tea seat off the table, onto the floor. She blushed, looking over at her friend nervously.
"This tea party was getting boring, anyway!" Sofia told her. "Let's play Monsters!" She stood up, making herself as big as possible as she stomped around, pushing the rest of the contents of the table onto the floor. Kristine gladly joined in, giggling as she hopped up and down on the fallen cookies, crumbling them into the floor beneath her, while Sofia began digging toys out of her box to toss around the room wildly.
Sofia knew her Mommy wasn't going to be happy, and she was going to have to clean this up, and then probably sit in the corner for a while, once Kristine went home, but it was hard to care too much when she was having this much fun! She laughed happily, shoving the table over, Mrs. Fluffybottom's chair getting hit by it and falling over, spilling the prim and proper bunny onto the floor with the rest of Sofia's toys.
It took much longer for them to get bored with that, or, at least, to tire themselves out. Kristine sat down on her stinky bottom, trying to catch her breath, toys and teacups scattered all around her. "So..." she panted, "What do we do now?"
"Hmm..." Sofia mused. Their Mommies were definitely going to be mad at them for making a mess... "I know! Let's clean up!"
"Nooo!" Kristine whined, bouncing up and down poutily. "I hate cleaning up!"
"No, it's fun!" Sofia promised. "Have you seen that funny chair Mommy sits on sometimes? It has water in it, so we can use that to wash up the tea set!"
"Ooo," Kristine's attitude quickly shifted at the thought of having water to play in. "Let's do it!"
"Okay!" Sofia grabbed an armful of plastic dishes, waddling away with her very ladylike friend to have some more fun... At least, until their Mommies caught them.