Stella padded over on the soft carpet toward her wardrobe. Despite wanting to appear as casual as possible around Logan, Stella couldn’t help but find herself deliberating over what to wear.
‘Stop it!’ Stella said, berating herself as she scrambled to pick out her favorite t-shirt. ‘Nothingis going to happen with Logan this time. He’s obviously in a bit of trouble and needs support. There will bezeroaction between us of the bedroom variety. I’ll be a friend but no more than that.’
Feeling pleased with herself that she had managed to put a stop her wandering mind and any burgeoning rekindling of romantic feelings toward Logan, Stella got herself dressed into a t-shirt and denim shorts.
If there was one thing that Stella was good at, it was helping others.
Logan had clearly come to her in need of assistance, and Stella was determined to do just that.
Now all that remained was getting to the bottom of whatever it was that had led to Logan showing up so abruptly.
But before that, Stella had a date with the best Little friends a girl could ask for…
Baby Bouncerwas a wonderful place.
Being the only specialist Little hangout in Blue Rock, it could sometimes get quite busy. But not today. Pleasingly, Stella and her two Little friends Lilah and Nicki were the only people in.
Maybe it was too early for Blue Rock’s other Littles, but it certainly wasn’t for Stella and her best friends.
With its calming, pastel-colored walls and super-cozy furniture and fluffy rugs, Baby Bouncer was the perfect place to come for a morning milk feed…
‘Burrrp!’ Stella said, realizing too late that she was drinking her perfectly white milk just a little bit too quickly. ‘Hehe, I think I’m going too fast!’
Stella was wearing nothing but her multi-colored duck patterned onesie over a snug pure-white diaper. As she lay on her back and looked up to the turquoise ceiling, Stella felt so warm and cozy and most importantly –safe.
‘I love this place,’ Stella said, feeling perfectly in Little Space.
‘Me too,’ Nicki replied, suckling on her milk with a look of sheer pleasure on her face.
‘Me three,’ Lilah added, kicking her legs up in the air and pretending to cycle as she lay on her back.
‘I think we’re three lucky little babies,’ Stella squealed before gulping down some more milk. ‘My tummy is getting super-full. I think I might need to go pee-pee.’
The three friends giggled and allowed themselves to enjoy their milk, the perfect nursery rhymes as the played on the speaker system, and the general feeling of total relaxation.
Being in Little Space was something that Stella adored.
As much as Stella enjoyed her day-to-day life, nothing quite matched up to the sensation of feeling herself regress and become her most authentic Little self.
Nicki and Sam felt the same way too and Stella felt blessed to have them both in her life as good friends.
‘Who wants to have a stuffie race?’ Nicki squealed, rolling over and picking up her super-cute giraffe stuffie.
‘I think my Rumble might win!’ Lilah giggled, parading her bumblebee stuffie with pride.
‘Naaaaw, good try but Huggle will be the champ!’’ Stella smiled, before realizing that her diaper was fit to burst. ‘But first I think it’s time for me to call for Miss Peartree to come change me. I’m all wet!’
The three friends giggled and cooed in delight as they waited for theBaby Bouncernanny to arrive to change them.
Excitement for the stuffie race was building, but first there were three sets of heavy, fluffy diapers that needed changing – and fast!
The seated area out front ofDrink Devinewas one of Stella’s favorite local hangouts.Drink Devinewas an all-purpose wellness space that covered everything from sound therapy to the comparatively commonplace yoga Pilates.
The fact that the café served up some of the tastiest and freshest juices in allBlue Rockwas the cherry on top of the gluten-free cake.
But as much as Stella was in heaven atDrink Devine, evidently the same could not be said for her old college flame Logan…
‘What the actual fuck?’ Logan said, his impossibly handsome face all scrunched up as he just about managed to swallow down the wheatgrass shot that accompanied his berry smoothie. ‘I’ve tried a million different shots in a million different bars, but none of them tasted like…that.’
