The Anonymous Package - Part 2 (Patreon)

The following couple of days were quite strange for Courtney. She could swear she was hearing some sort of strange high pitched sound. It was so high that it was at that level that she was questioning whether or not she was really hearing something or if it was all just in her imagination. She tried to ignore it, but every once in a while it would seem just a little bit louder to her.

She was able to focus better at work, but not by much. Normally she prided herself in being the best and hardest working woman at her office, but lately she was finding it really difficult to remember how everything worked. She started making little simple mistakes, mistakes that she hadn’t made in years. Mistakes that were normally only made by total newbies at the company. It started happening so often that a couple of her coworkers began to ask her if she was alright. Truthfully, she wasn’t so sure.

When she got home though, she could finally relax. She’d sometimes still hear that high pitched noise, but most of the time she could ignore it. She’d get home, start to smile and feel refreshed the moment she’d walk in the door. She would slip out of her work clothes and into something cuter. First she would take her hair down from the elegant hairstyle that she usually wore to work, before tying it up in pigtails. She knew she used to hate putting her hair into pigtails, but they were really starting to grow on her. After finishing with her hair, she would put on one of her colorful comfy shirts and would on a pair of the special undergarments she’d bought two days after the mysterious package had arrived. She wasn’t sure exactly what made them so special, but part of her felt like they suited her more than the underwear she wore to work. Maybe she should start wearing them to work...

More importantly though, she’d starting really enjoying her teddy bear’s company. At first she really didn’t care much for the teddy bear’s companionship, but over the next several days after she got him he would catch her eye whenever she got home from work, sitting on the dresser in her bedroom where she’d been keeping him. The first few days she would just stare at him for a minute or so, the next couple days she’d find herself spending a few minutes rubbing the stuffed bears head, and by the time over a week had gone by she found herself laying on her stomach in the middle of her living room carpet playing with him.

Normally she would have been really embarrassed or feel too mature to ever play with anything, but lately she had been finding the idea more and more intriguing until she just had to try it herself. She barely even noticed when during her play sessions with her bear she would sometimes begin to suck on her thumb. She wasn’t sure when she’d started that habit, but something about it felt so calming to her.

Even during her playtime or sometimes even in her dreams she would hear that strange annoying high pitched sound, but after a few days she had stopped hearing it so often until finally she’d stopped noticing it completely and forgotten about it.

Just like when she was at work though Courtney would find herself getting distracted and losing focus. She’d enjoy her playtime with her bear as well as new stuffies she’d bought and barely notice as multiple hours went by and it would become evening without her even realizing it until she was almost passing out on the floor from sleepiness. She hadn’t noticed how much that was affecting her until one day during her playtime she sat back down on her bum to discover a small wet spot in her new undergarments. She’d been having so much fun that she’d sprung a little leak!

After she rushed to get herself cleaned off and changed, she assured herself that in the future she’d be more careful. (Before forgetting that resolution almost entirely the moment she’d returned to playing.)

Even on the weekends, which was normally Courtney’s favorite time of the week, she found herself now preferring to stay home and relax and do something simpler like coloring. Only a week or two ago, Courtney wouldn’t have let a weekend go by without dressing up in one of her... more revealing outfits and going to a local club to dance the night away with her girlfriends, normally with the intention of finding a cute guy to go home with.

Now... the idea of doing all of that just sounded exhausting and like a lot of effort and time that she would much rather spend chillin at her home with her stuffies, her cartoons, and her coloring books.

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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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