Baby Tilly
Lying peacefully in her cot Tilly sleeps peacefully surrounded by all her friends the young girl brings her thumb to her mouth and suckles on it softly and smiles to herself content in her world. Sam watching over his little girl smiles then tiptoes away and gently closes the door as he leaves the room so not to disturb her.
Smiling to himself he runs hot water into a small plastic bath, checking it with his elbow he makes sure the water is suitable for his girlfriend then carries the now full bath into the room and lies it on top of a large plastic mat and readies a towel, he drops a rubber duck into the centre of the bath and walks over to his sleeping girlfriend.
He whispers to her: “Hunny, hunny its time to wake up”. She stirs but continues to sleep “hunny its time to get up” and with that she open’s her eyes, quickly closing them to avoid the stream of light from the window. She wipes the crust from her eyes with one hand wile continuing to suck her thumb on the other. “Come on sleepy head, time to get up” he says. He walks over to her smiles and lifts her from her comfort “take that thumb out of your mouth sweetie; it’s not fitting of a lady”. She dose as told and quietly gives out a little moan in protest. “I’ve ran you a lovely bath hunny, and ducky is in there to” he smiles at his girlfriend as her gently lies her on the floor next to the bath and unzips her sleeper, he removes it and folds it neatly. Presented with a blank look from her he tickles her belly causing her to wriggle and giggle, he stops and removes her onesie and socks and then folds and lays these on top of the sleeper. “Hunny you haven’t said a word this morning, is there something wrong” she shakes her head in answer. He carefully pulls the rubber panties that cover her nappy and gently removes the animal shaped safety pins. “Well hunny what have you got for daddy today?” Tilly giggles at this and pulls at the nappy to keep it closed. He smiles as he pushes her hands away and opens the nappy “pew wee” squeezing his nose with his figure. He takes a soft cloth and dips it in the tub, rinsing it out as he take it out of the warm water, then gently pulls the nappy from under her and wipes her bum off then lowers her to the floor.
“Ready for your bath hunny”, she smiles at him in answer. “Where’s that pretty little voice got to hunny?” She babbles at him as he gently lifts her over the bath and lowers her into it. Tilly giggles as the rubber duck ascends from under her and move’s it around the tub with her feet. “Hunny you will slip if you don’t watch what your doing” at this she uses her hands instead to play with her duck. He smiles at her and gently sponges her down with a fish shaped sponge, Tilly giggles as the sponge moves swiftly over her face tickling her nose. Her daddy knells close by, allowing her to have a play before he washes her hair. Tilly takes advantage of her free time to splash around soaking the near buy facility protected by the rubber mat and giggles in her enjoyment. “Time for your hair hunny” Tilly protests with a mumble as he approaches her. He gently leans her head back and supports her with his hand; she shivers more of her body exposed to the cool room. Sam gently cups water over her hair, then applies a small amount of baby shampoo to her head and gently massages it into her skull. He cups more water over her hair until he is satisfied that all the shampoo has been removed. “All done sweetie” he gently lifts her out of her bath then brings a hooded towel around her and lifts the hood over her hear he smiles at her. Tilly smiles at Sam then cuddles into the towel to warm her cool body. “Cold hunny”, Tilly nods. “Not speaking to me today hunny” Tilly shakes her head in answer. “What’s wrong sweetie” he asks her. “Nothing daddy” mumbles the small child. “It speaks” he sarcastically remarks. Tilly shakes her head then lies down; Sam dries her of with the towel smiling.
He stands and walks to the wardrobe leaving her lying on the floor; he talks a nee length denim dress with hello kitty embroidered on the front of it, and an onesie from the drawer and a pair of all-in-one booties, he then leys the garments on the changing table and walks back to Tilly who was now sitting up. “Oh naked baby” he exclaims as he lifts the now naked Tilly and lays he on the changing table. He pulls a fresh nappy from a shelf under the changing table and opens it and pulls it under her. “Oh hunny is that soar” noticing the red marks around her vagina. She nods at him, and whimpers as his figure touches it. “Oh hunny you’ve got a little rash, daddy make it better” He then takes a small weight tub from a shelf at eye level, opens it and gently rubs the cream over the rash. Tilly smiles as she feels the cooling cream relieve her. Tilly’s hand moves to touch the cream but is quickly slapped away, “No hunny you’ll make it worse”. She frowns at him then puts her hands under them and settles her head onto them. “You being a cool dude sweetie” she smiles in answer. He pulls the nappy between her legs and secures it with two safety pins. From the shelf below the nappies he takes a pair of rubber pants and pulls these over the nappy. Tilly shivers as a draft of cool air drifts in form another room. Sam ignores his and sits her up, he pulls the onesie over her head and lays her back down and studs the crotch. He then sits her up again and pulls the dress over hear hair head carefully guiding her arms throw the openings and then pulls the two buckles over and fastens them to the metal buttons at her breast. “Don’t you look cute hunny” she blushes at the comment. He gives her feet a little tickle causing Tilly to pull away then, he grabs them one buy one as he pulls the pink fleecy booties over them. Tilly brings her thumb to her mouth and calmly sucks it. “No hunny, don’t suck your thumb”. Tilly ignores him and continues to suck. He smirks at her and says: ”Tilly If you don’t take you thumb out of your mouth right now I’ll make sure you can’t move your hands at all”. Tilly knowing Sam’s intent quickly takes her thumb from her mouth and pouts. “I know sweetie it’s a hard life isn’t it” He walks over to the cot and takes the one thing his girlfriend loves more than her daddy, “there you go sweetie” slipping a round yellow dummy into her mouth and pining it to her dress with the previously attached dummy chain. Tilly instantly sucks it contently.
“Are you hungry hunny?” Tilly nods at him. He puts his arms around her in a hug, lifts her from the changing table and carries her to the stairs opens the baby gate and down the stairs to the next one opening it and locking it as he brushes past it. He then carry’s her to the kitchen down the hall passing the living room on the way. Tilly wriggles as she hears one of her favourite TV programs starting but daddy swiftly moves her on and takes her into the kitchen and sits her in a wooden high chair, he pulls the straps over her and buckles them in place, following this he secures a large wooden tray in place and pushes the high chair towards the table. “Are you going to be good today hunny” Tilly nods at him half-heartedly. He moves to a workbench and prepares six bottles of formula and two orange juices and puts these in bottle warmers for later use. He then prepares two sachets of instant porridge, one in a yellow plastic bowl and the other in a regular bowl and puts both these in the microwave. He takes a pink bib with a weight trim from one of the many drawers and ties it around Tilly’s neck. She mumbles at him but knows she can’t she couldn’t eat without making a mess and quickly cams down. The microwave Binge’s indicating that it’s finished and Sam removes the bowls from it and sits both on the high chair out of Tilly’s reach. Tilly quickly move’s to grab at it but finds it out of her reach, she gives a confused expression then looks at Sam eating some of his own porridge. “Daddy” she wines, “yes hunny” he answers. “ I can’t reach my porridge “ almost busting into tears, “hunny its too hot just now, give it a couple of seconds ok” at this she smiles and takes her dummy out her mouth leaving it hanging from her dress. Sam then take a plastic baby spoon and spoons some of Tilly’s portage onto it and skims the top into his mouth, then brings the spoon to her mouth, “open wide hunny”. Tilly grabs at the spoon but her hands are easily pushed away. “I can feed my self daddy” she makes another attempt at the spoon; Sam stops her and puts the spoon into the bowl. “Tilly, that isn’t behaving”. He gently moves her hands under the tray and straps them to the tray with the attached restraints. “Now then are you going to behave or do you need a smack Tilly” Tilly opens her mouth. He then brings the spoon to her mouth again and Tilly finishes the portage without fuss.
He cleans her up with the bib then unstraps her and carry’s her to the living room grabbing one of the bottle warmers on the way.
“Daddy”, Tilly struggles to get loose of his grip but fails. Sam sits on the sofa and cradles her in his arms. “Daddy”, Tilly’s tone now more abrupt. Without word Sam removes a bottle of formula from the warmer and presses the teat to her lips she talks it and slowly sucks on the bottle drinking the sweet tasting formula. Sam begins to brush her hair with his hand, and stroke her face, this relaxes Tilly and she smiles at her loving boyfriend. “Tilly once your finished your bottle you can go out and play for a couple of hours before your nap ok” in response Tilly nods at him excitedly. She quickly finishes the bottle and tries to wriggle away, Sam holds her firm then sits her up and rubs his girlfriends back gently taping it as well. Not long after Tilly belches out her trapped wind and is sat on the floor. She slowly crawls for the kitchen and Sam follows. Tilly grabs a baby doll lying in a pram and pushes this into the kitchen using the pram for balance. “Are you going to be mommy today hunny?”. Tilly looks up at him smiling “Yes daddy, me going to be a good mommy”. He smiles at her then opens the patio door to let her out.
Tilly’s eyes squint as she toddles into the garden the sun beating down on her face, “Daddy, the suns hurting my eyes”. He walks out and puts a sun hat on her head then leaves her to play. Tilly instantly toddles over to her playhouse. Sam had made it for her the previous summer; it was a small wooden hut with a sloped roof, inside there were tree rooms a kitchen, living room and bedroom. He had made furniture for her including a table and sink for the kitchen with working tap, a sofa, coffee table and bookcase for the living room and a bed, wardrobe and dolls cot for the bedroom. Tilly had fitted the house out with some of her books and chose the curtains and a set of plastic cutlery and plates.
She opens the door and giggles in excitement after not being able to go into it for the winter. She pushes the pram inside and walks threw the hall into the living room and leave’s the pram there. She toddles around her home making sure everything is how she left it sure enough every thing was in order, Sam had put fresh sheets on the bed and cot and left her blanket on the sofa, the sink was able and there was a bottle of orange juice and a plate sandwiches on the table for lunch. Tilly was very excited to be home again and settled down on the sofa and pretended to read one of her books.
She jumped as she heard a nock at her door, she toddled to it and peeked out the window; Sam standing on the other side smiled at her. She smiled as she opened the door. “Hello hunny I got you something for your house hunny, he hands her a small wooden wind up radio. She smiles as she receives it form him. “Well hunny don’t I get a hug and a thank you”. Tilly rushes into his awaiting arms and cuddles him saying “fank oo” wile doing so. “It’s OK hunny” he walks back to the garage and continues with his work.
Tilly places the radio on the table in the kitchen and winds it up; it soon starts playing nursery rimes. Tilly sits down on her favourite chair and sings along to her music. She pushes the pram in so her dolly can join in.
As soon as the music stops she takes her dolly out of its pram and cradles it one her lap feeding it with its bottle. She smiles and hums a lullaby to it then once she is satisfied the baby is finished its bottle she carries’s it to the bed room and lays it in the cot covering it with a blanket.
Tilly now sitting in her chair looks out the window and smiles as she watches the butterfly’s and birds felling hungry she picks up the first sandwich and takes a bit out of it, she smiles as it is her favourite salami and eats it hungrily then the second in the same manner. She stands up and brushes the crumbs of her dress then sits back down and sucks on her bottle. Tilly places her bottle back on the table after drinking half of it and toddles into the bedroom. Feeling tired from the excitement of being back in her home she lies down on the bed and sucks her thumb. She slowly drifts of into a dreamless sleep contented by the shooting feeling of sucking her thumb.
Sam looks throw the bedroom window and smiles as he watches her sleep, He then trims the bushes and hanging baskets that sounds Tilly’s cottage and settles down to a cup of coffee on the patio at the opposite end of the garden.
Tilly stirred as a cool breeze ran down her side from an open window and slowly opened her eyes still sucking her thumb. She yawned then sat up on the bed taking her thumb out of her mouth then slowly struggled to her feet. Her nappy sagged and she felt quite uncomfortable in the soggy thing, making matters worse she felt the distinct squiggly lump in the back of her nappy and a strange icky feeling in her bum. Tilly hating this grabbed the back of her nappy and tried to move her mess out of the way but it made her more uncomfortable so she un-studded her onesie and slipped her right hand down the nappy and tried to relieve the pain buy sticking her finger in her bottom. She found the problem a small piece of poop was trapped and she scratched at around the area make her feel even worse, giving up on this she took her hand out and looked at it now covered in yellowish poop she sniffed it and instantly squinted her nose and the smell.
Tilly then quickly toddles to her door holding her poopy hand in the air and opens it then toddles over to the patio were her daddy is sitting. “Daddy” she cried. He lowered the newspaper and before asking her what was wrong he noticed the muck on her hand. “Tilly what have you done now, how did that get on your hand”. Tilly busts out into tears “I’m sorry daddy I had a itch and it was icky and me sorry”. He holds her clean hand and guides her to the living room and lays a changing mat on the floor and lays Tilly on this. “The things you get up to hunny, I don’t know” he wipes her hands clean with a couple of wipes and then pulls the plastic pants down and unpins her nappy. “Well I guess you’ve got a wonderful present in here for daddy then” Tilly giggles. He pulls the front of the nappy down and gasps “Tilly how did all this come from such a little baby”. Tilly goes to suck her thumb but is instantly stopped and a pink dummy and pressed into her mouth. Sam then lifts her legs and cleans her bottom with more wipes then pulls the nappy form under her, raps it in a ball and drops it in the nappy pail. He takes a fresh nappy from the nappy back lying on the side of the sofa opens it up and slides it under her, He rubs cream around her vagina and pulls the front of the nappy over and pins it tightly. He takes her plastic pants down and runs up stairs. Tilly lays still knowing she has done wrong as her daddy would normally pull her pants up and tell her to go play.
Sam runs back in the room and stands Tilly on the floor lifts her slightly as he puts the new pair of terry pants with a rubber interior over her feet and pulls them over her nappy. He then pulls two chains together that seem to be sewn into the nappy and padlocks them together with a small heart shaped padlock and puts the key out of Tilly’s reach then puts the studs in on her onesie. Tilly frowns at him and sticks her tough out in protest. “Tilly you know you were bad, and unless you want to make it worse I suggest you behave” at this Tilly heads for the door but is blocked by her daddy. “Hunny its time to come in anyway”. She sulks but knows she better behave or worse fate awaited her.
Tilly’s daddy sat on the large sofa and gestured to Tilly by taping the seat next to him. Tilly toddled over and climbed onto the sofa and cuddled into him, He in turn placed his arm around her and turned the television on to watch the news. Tilly occasionally looked up at Sam with loving eyes and sucked her dummy. The news didn’t make as much sense to her as it had once did but she wasn’t watching it anyway. Tilly was happy to be by Sam’s side. “Tilly want to sit on daddy’s nee” Tilly nodded as he lifted her on to his nee and faced her towards the television with his arms wrapped around her Tilly smiles and slowly drifts to sleep.
Tilly’s boyfriend looked down at her and before he spoke noticed her sleeping peacefully. With out waking her he slowly lifted her and laid her in the mosses basket in the corner of the room and walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Tilly stirred as if in a bad dream and began to violently suck her dummy.
Tilly’s night mare:
Alone Tilly stands in a large weight empty space, Tilly looks around. Suddenly a multicoloured box sits in front of her with a path towards it and she slowly walks towards it suddenly it springs open, a sharp glass sculpture of a man springs out and shatters on some invisible ceiling. Tilly scream’s then tries to run away but she is as if glued to the floor, she looks down and what was a weight floor vanishes and all space turns black. She feels herself falling and scream’s but nothing escapes her mouth, then with a thud she lands in a small black room with a dull light shining on her, she screams again and as she dose so the room brightens and she is surrounded by mirrors. She looks into one expecting to see her self but instead a blurred figure slightly taller than her is in the reflection…
Tilly wake up now in her daddy’s arms screaming. He tries to cam her down and offers her here lost dummy, she gladly takes it and comforts herself buy sucking on it she slowly drifts back to sleep and is rested back in the mosses basket.
Sam walks away and finishes the preparations for dinner then sets a place at the table for himself and cleans Tilly’s high chair and moves it into position, then puts a bottle of formula on the bottle warmer and turns it on.
He walks over to her and smiles “hello hunny you awake now”. Tilly nodes she yawns as he lifts her up. “You hungry sweetie”, Tilly answers “Yes daddy, starving”. He caries her to the kitchen then straps her in the high chair, puts the try in place then straps her hands to the bottom of it. Tilly frowns at him, “hunny I know what you’re going to say, but I’ve made up my mind and that’s final.
Tilly looks as a large plate is put in her daddy’s place, busting with chicken and mash potatoes and sweet corn drowned in thick gravy, she looked at it as if starved and drooled throw the dummy. “Is dat mine daddy”, he looked at her and smiled, “no hunny that’s mine, this is yours” pouring some mush from the blender into a plastic bowl then laying it in front of her. She looked at it hungrily and then over to the bottle and smiled wile Sam spooned some mush into her mouth, “That good hunny”, Tilly smiled “wovewie”. He continued to spoon more food into her mouth and every now and again pausing to eat his own food witch made Tilly very frustrated and she often gave him bad looks for this.
When dinner was finished he moved all of the plates into the dishwasher and put it on a cycle. Tilly sat bored as he done this and tried to wriggle free but the restraints done their job at keeping her put.
Sam walked over to her and freed her from the restraints then carried her and the bottle up the stairs into Tilly’s room. He sat on the rocking chair and cradled her in his arms then popped the teat of the bottle in her mouth and pulled a book from his back pocket that he grabbed on his way in the room. He read allowed to her and let her look at the pictures, covering any words with his hand. Tilly’s eyes fell heavy and she was soon fast asleep and sucking on the empty bottle, Sam quickly replaced the bottle with her dummy and she sucked it peacefully as he laid her on the mattress of the cot and pulled the sheets over her. Then he pulled the side up and turned the light of, plugging in the night-light before closing the door behind him.
Sam quietly walked down the stairs safe in the knowledge that she was fast asleep, well for now anyway. He prepared two bottles of formula then put these in bottle warmers and laid these on the bunker. Then he took the dishes out of the dishwasher and started to put them away, one slipped out his hand and smashed over the floor, he froze and listened, not a stir he had not woken Tilly. He put the rest away then cleaned up the mess then settled on the sofa to watch a movie.
His movie finished he tiptoes up the stars and creeps into Tilly’s room; he lifts up a small brown teddy bear and flips a hidden switch on its foot then lays it on Tilly’s pillow. He tiptoes to his own room and turns some sort of transceiver on, intently his portable telly switches on and displays Tilly’s face and her movement can be heard from the speakers he sets the control turning the TV on stand by. He changes into his pyjamas and brushes his teeth in the on sweat, then settles snugly under the covers of his enormous bed and falls asleep.
Sam is suddenly awakened by the distanced crying of his girlfriend; he quickly sits up and looks over to the blurry television, wiping his eyes the image becomes clearer, Tilly looked very upset and was crying loudly amplified by the televisions speakers. He quickly hobbled out of bed and quickly walked into Tilly’s room turning the light on as he entered. Lifting Tilly up with out a word he carried her to the changing table and lay her on it, slipped her dummy in her mouth and unstudied her sleeper, pulled her pants down and unpinned her nappy. Grabbing a hand full of wipes he opened the nappy, but it was only wet. Tilly looked at him and stopped crying. “All this for a little dampness hunny, I thought I told you not to get daddy up unless you messed”, Tilly looked at him “But me thought me was”. “Hunny you know the rule, if you don’t go the first time you don’t go at all”, at this he opened a small cupboard under next to the changing table and he took two dummy’s from it and laid these next to Tilly on the changing table, one was rather thin but long and the other had a shield the same size as all of Tilly’s other dummy’s, coloured pink and in an butterfly shape. One of its most notable features was the large teat and ribbon threads. He pushed the one with the large teat into Tilly’s mouth, she tried to protest but her pleas where soon nullified by the dummy and after a wile she sucked it obediently. Sam rolled her over so that she was lying on her tummy and smeared some baby oil over her bottom, he held her hand as he pushed the slim dummy into her bottom and pumped it so that it was tight, then he re fastened the nappy with the pins and put the plastic pants over them, sipping up her sleeper. He lifts her into her cot and he then returns back to his own bed after turning the light of and falls asleep.
The End of Baby Tilly.
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