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::Elizabeth had always wondered what it would be like to fall victim to her own contraptions. The ABDL Nursery was strictly a Littles' domain: a place where she could play Mommy to all of her adorable Littles in a cozy, safe environment. There were wonderful pieces of ABDL furniture to be seen about the room; Elizabeth had always been at least a little envious of her little ones in secret for having the opportunity to roam about such a mysterious, exciting area. It was tough playing Mommy all the time.::
::Rika had volunteered to make Elizabeth's desires a reality in discretion, each one visiting the Nursery while no other Littles were present. It took a while for Elizabeth to adjust to the exchange of power, but she soon found herself falling right into place! She enjoyed being pampered, diapered, fed, teased, all of the things that she would normally do for others, but never had done to herself. She didn't want the day to end! But soon she was slipped into her onezie pajamas and placed in the open crib. Rika walked over to get her bedtime book while Elizabeth stewed, pouting pitifully as the girl retrieved the children's book.::
"Here we go, Elizabeth! Goldilocks and the Three Bears! Are you ready to get sleepies?"
"N-no.. I'm not tired yet! It's only Seven!!"
::The seamstress knew that her time was cut short simply because Rika had the power to do so: to put her to bed and continue doing whatever else she wished to. Many things had made the seamstress blush this day, but this was simply cruel! She crossed her arms, leaning over the side of the crib as she stood over the railing, sticking her tongue out to Rika as she continued to read.::
"Elizabeth! You've been good all day.. it would be a shame to have to punish you."
::Elizabeth paused a second, feeling her heart beat a little faster at the word. That wondrous, impulsive feeling dared her to push the situation that extra mile, that cute excitement from wanting to see what would happen if she tugged the figurative leash a little. She was curious just what kind of punishment Rika would dish out as a Mommy.. and she so loved being a brat. Elizabeth leaned over and smacked the book from Rika's hands, the return reaction sending chills down Elizabeth's back. She could tell she was in trouble, and had forgotten just how much free will she had sacrificed for this experience! She watched as Rika walked to the side of the crib. Elizabeth panicked, immediately knowing what was going to happen!::
"N-no! Y-you don't have to-"
::It was too late, the top of the crib had come down, and Rika had fondly clicked the lock shut. The seamstress could no longer stand in her crib, and she could no longer get out, even if she wished to. She was trapped, and worst of all, she knew she was trapped in this attire! In this embarrassing undergarment! How long would Rika keep her in here?? What if her Littles came in and saw their Mistress like this!! Rika simply plugged her worried cheeks with a pacifier and whispered softly as the lights grew dim.::
"Nighty night, Wizabef.~"
::Rika had volunteered to make Elizabeth's desires a reality in discretion, each one visiting the Nursery while no other Littles were present. It took a while for Elizabeth to adjust to the exchange of power, but she soon found herself falling right into place! She enjoyed being pampered, diapered, fed, teased, all of the things that she would normally do for others, but never had done to herself. She didn't want the day to end! But soon she was slipped into her onezie pajamas and placed in the open crib. Rika walked over to get her bedtime book while Elizabeth stewed, pouting pitifully as the girl retrieved the children's book.::
"Here we go, Elizabeth! Goldilocks and the Three Bears! Are you ready to get sleepies?"
"N-no.. I'm not tired yet! It's only Seven!!"
::The seamstress knew that her time was cut short simply because Rika had the power to do so: to put her to bed and continue doing whatever else she wished to. Many things had made the seamstress blush this day, but this was simply cruel! She crossed her arms, leaning over the side of the crib as she stood over the railing, sticking her tongue out to Rika as she continued to read.::
"Elizabeth! You've been good all day.. it would be a shame to have to punish you."
::Elizabeth paused a second, feeling her heart beat a little faster at the word. That wondrous, impulsive feeling dared her to push the situation that extra mile, that cute excitement from wanting to see what would happen if she tugged the figurative leash a little. She was curious just what kind of punishment Rika would dish out as a Mommy.. and she so loved being a brat. Elizabeth leaned over and smacked the book from Rika's hands, the return reaction sending chills down Elizabeth's back. She could tell she was in trouble, and had forgotten just how much free will she had sacrificed for this experience! She watched as Rika walked to the side of the crib. Elizabeth panicked, immediately knowing what was going to happen!::
"N-no! Y-you don't have to-"
::It was too late, the top of the crib had come down, and Rika had fondly clicked the lock shut. The seamstress could no longer stand in her crib, and she could no longer get out, even if she wished to. She was trapped, and worst of all, she knew she was trapped in this attire! In this embarrassing undergarment! How long would Rika keep her in here?? What if her Littles came in and saw their Mistress like this!! Rika simply plugged her worried cheeks with a pacifier and whispered softly as the lights grew dim.::
"Nighty night, Wizabef.~"
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Make
Canon
Model
MX340 series
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I love the cute little story and the picture is a delight.
She should be lucky that she didn't get bound to the cot while it is locked.
Also the base of the cot reminds me of a painting.
As if once she is in the mummy would hang the painting up
and leave her in the cot wall until she learned her lesson