Baby Spa (Part 3) (Patreon)

Dear Miss Annie,

Hi Miss Annie. It’s me again. Wachel... ahem... Rachel I mean. Sorry, that’s been happening more often. I don’t know if I’m feeling sick or it’s something, but I keep stumbling over my words. Some words are just really difficult sometimes you know?

Anyways, sorry, I’m getting distwacted. Where are you Annie? I know that it’s been at least a week now since I’ve come here and things are getting even weirder. I think I really know why they call this place the “Newborn Resort Spa”.

I complained that I was starting to feel a little itchy in my shirt one day, and instead of getting me something different to wear, one of the workers just took my shirt and my bwa... ahem my bra... and they never gave it back! I’ve been naked besides my diapers for 2 full days straight now, hmph! It’s not fair. It only made matters worse when some of the nurses teased me about my “cute little baby boobs” she called them. It’s not my fault I’m only an A cup, those meanie doodoo brains.

I know you use to tease me about that yourself because of your nice C cups, but they’re not joking at all like you used to at the office. But now I just feel even more like a baby, wearing nothing but a diaper. It’s ridiculous. Now when I do have a... an accident. I can’t even hide it, they know right away.

I keep hearing the music and voices at night. I still haven’t figured out what it is, but before I can even try I’m out like a light. I’ve been falling asleep even easier once I start hearing them, sometimes before one of the workers has even turned off the light in my room.

I also... well... I kinda sorta started sucking my thumb too. I know I know. It’s super weird and childish, but it’s just kinda something I tried yesterday and it was actually kind of nice.

The workers had suggested I try it once or twice before, but I refused. When I tried it by myself though, I kind of liked it. I know what you’re thinking... that I sound like a big baby. And I agree a little, but I couldn’t help it. I needed some way to feel comfortable here, and sucking your thumb actually works wonders. Have you ever twied it?

Also, I know it sounds silly, but I’ve been getting a little more used to the activities we’ve been doing here. Playtime is actually kinda fun after all, especially when we get to go outside. The cartoons are actually a lot more intwesting and complicated than I gave them cwedit for. Have you ever watched Dora? It’s really exciting once you give it a chance.

I know it’s bad, but I also started having even more accidents than before. I’ve been trying! I promise! But they only let me go to the potty once in a while, and by the time they have I’ve always already had an accident hours before. The workers kept telling me that I could keep trying... until I had a messy accident.

I know... it’s horrible. I can barely admit it. But it happened. The worst part was that I barely notice when it happened! Just like a real baby! I was laying on my bed, playing with stickers and a coloring book when I started to smell something really bad. I wasn’t really sure what it was, but I was trying to ignore it. I knew that my diaper was feeling a little strange, different than normal, but I didn’t think too much of it.

But then, one of the workers came over and started sniffing around a little. I didn’t think much of that either until she suddenly placed her hand down onto my butt and it made a gross squishy feeling.

At first I didn’t realize what it was until the worker lady said, “Uh oh! Looks like this little one has a bit of a stinky!” Oh my gosh, that was so much more embarrassing than anything else! I still can’t believe I did that!

The worker who’s letting me make another message to you told me she wouldn’t send it off to you unless I told you that the picture enclosed with this one is... well... it’s me wight after I made that first mushy accident before she put her hand down against it.

God... I can’t believe that. I maybe had one or two little wetting accidents in my younger years, but I’ve never had an accident like that. I’m mortified.

The worker also wants me to be sure that I tell you that it’s not the only one I’ve had. Hmph... Yes it’s true. Since that first one, I’ve had two more #2 accidents. I don’t know what’s wrong with me Annie!

Please, I don’t know if something is happening in this weird place but I don’t want to stay here a single moment longer! Pwease pwease get me out of here.

Love,

Little Wachel

P.S. - That’s how they told me I should sign off this time. Hmph

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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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