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Ex Knows Best
🕑 Added 2019-03-26 18:55:43 +0000 UTC[Where are you? I thought we could maybe watch a movie tonight? Order a pizza?]
[I feel like I haven’t seen you at all these past few weeks…]
Jack sighed as he locked his phone and slid it back into his pocket. Another message from his wife, Jamie; another late night out with Vanessa. Taking a sip from his beer, Jack sets the glass on the bar as he scans the room. Hoping to make out her form amidst the crowd, he squints his eyes to the dark ignorant of the feminine hands wrapping around his waist.
“Who’s this little cutie, hmm?”
Jack nearly jumps out of his bar stool as Vanessa’s fingers dance around his waist, lightly tickling him as she kisses the back of his neck, “Why the long face, Jackie? You miss me?”
If it weren’t for the tickling, Jack’s thoughts might have lingered a little while longer on the reason he had been out at bars so often this week; if not for the warm breath on his neck, he might’ve wondered why he was seeing his ex-fiancé so much and in such a way. Instead, Jack turned on the stool smiling like a goof, eager to return the affection.
An outstretched finger held his lips at bay, however, as Vanessa was busy ordering a drink for herself. Drink in hand, she returned her attention to Jack as she took a sip, “...always so eager...” her other hand had found Jack’s semi-erect cock in his pants and was massaging it slowly; just enough to tease.
“Not too eager, I hope...it would be so embarrassing if you were to...have an accident.”
Maybe it was the way Vanessa squeezed his crotch to emphasize her point, or her choice of words; but either way Jack had never felt so turned on. Taking initiative, Jack grabbed Vanessa by the arm and pulled her closer, “Would it really be so bad?” Vanessa turned her cheek as he leaned in, turning Jack’s passionate kiss into a far less disarming one; then, using her free hand, she cupped his cheek.
“Is that what you want? Does little Jackie want mama to make her all wet?”
Again, Vanessa’s words seemed like drugs to Jack, despite her teasing, and her constantly massaging his cock was seriously pushing him into ‘no-return’ territory; but for all their foreplay he didn’t plan on cumming here.
“Vanessa...I…”
Jack’s words were cut short as his pocket began to vibrate; which would have worsened his problem if not for the sudden realization as to what it meant. Vanessa didn’t give him time to think, however, as she pulled the phone from his pocket and away from his grasping hands.
“Jamie, huh? I’m sure you’ll get a chance to talk to her later; no need to now.” With a devilish grin, Vanessa ignored the call and tucked the phone into her bra.
“Now, what were we discussing? Oh yes! You were begging to cum right here in front of everyone. Something something ‘I’m a widdle baby who needs to make stickies mama.’ Alright, you may continue.” Jack found himself not caring who overheard; he was enjoying himself far too much.
Jack was beside himself with glee as he looked Vanessa up and down. Staring at her ample breasts he was briefly reminded of the woman waiting at home for him; then Vanessa’s hand slipped beneath the waist of his pants and all caution went to the wind. “I think I can wait a little bit...maybe long enough to get back to your place?”
“Presumptuous little thing aren’t you? Well…” Vanessa leaned in close now, her breasts pressed against Jack’s own chest, the smell of her perfume mixing with his own cologne, and their long hair intertwining, “...I certainly hope the widdle baby can make it that long. It’s a long car ride...and Jackie’s already feeling damp. Don’t feel ashamed if you soak yourself on the way out of the bar...and again in my car...and again on-”
Jack kissed her full on the lips now, pulling her hand out of his pants, and grabbing both their coats; he hadn’t planned on humiliating himself in public, but she was really making him want to.
Even with Jack’s newly found fervor, Vanessa ended up taking the lead. Pulling Jack by the hand, she escorted her ex-fiancé to the passenger side of her car before getting herself situated. The car ride was a short one, but one filled with enough sexual tension to make it seem even shorter. When they finally entered Vanessa’s place, Jack felt as if he was close to bursting; driving with only one hand had left Vanessa with all the freedom of movement to keep her plaything entertained.
“Why don’t you go ahead and take a seat Jackie,” Vanessa practically pushed Jack into the couch, leaning in as she did to give him a long, full kiss and one last squeeze to his throbbing member. Jack practically whimpered as she turned away from him. Pausing at the entrance to her room, Vanessa turned and winked at Jack, “Mama will be right back baby. You just sit tight for a moment...” Then, looking to his obvious erection, “...and no touching yourself...that would be very naughty.”
Jack strained his neck to attempt to see into Vanessa’s room to no avail. He was left to his thoughts and, at the moment, those were mostly sexual. After a moment’s silence, Jack began to hear the faint sound of clothing rustling in the next room. His thoughts turned to Vanessa and the lingerie she must be getting into. For a brief, odd moment, he wondered if she was getting something for him to wear. The rustling had turned to crinkling and the sound of plastic being moved; but it seemed that the harder Jack strained to listen, the more apparent it became that something else was drowning out the noise. He hadn’t noticed at first, but soft music was emanating from Vanessa’s room; soothing music.
Curiosity getting the better of him, Jack made to stand only to find that his legs hadn’t the strength to keep him aloft. His knees buckles, and he tumbled onto his back on the soft cushions of Vanessa’s couch. He could feel his thoughts begin to wander; the sexy images of Vanessa in his mind were replaced with new images that reminded Jack of her treatment of him at the bar. The oddly arousing baby talk, and the faint familiarity of warm, wet pants as nursery rhymes drowned out his adult thoughts.
Through half-lidded eyes, Jack could see Vanessa enter the room. She patted his now soft, wet cock and held some pink, thick shape in her hand. Jack thought he heard whimpering as he closed his eyes, Vanessa’s hands unzipping and freeing his pants from around his waist.
When Jack next opened his eyes, he could feel that something was very different about not only his surroundings, but with himself. Lying on his back on what appeared to be a baby blanket, Jack suckled on a large pacifier that caused him to drool uncontrollably. The pink-and-white striped diaper taped to Jack’s waist was thick enough to force him to keep his legs spread wide apart.
“Aww...is mama’s baby girl awake?” Vanessa stood in the doorway to her room, one hand on her hip, the other holding a large pink baby bottle full of liquid, “I told you mama would make you wet. You didn’t believe me, you naughty girl, and now you’re being properly disciplined.” Vanessa approached Jack and sat down next to him on her knees. Pulling his head into her lap, she removed the pacifier with a wet pop and pushed the nipple of the bottle past his lips.
“Badesaa baaba...mm mama…”
Vanessa just smiled as Jack babbled like an infant, incapable of doing much else in his current state, “Was that you trying to protest, little girl? Can’t do much can you? At least, you can’t do much more than behave like a little baby, can you?” Jack attempted to struggle, to shout for help; instead, his arms and legs refused to listen, more or less weakly kicking like an infant as Jack’s mouth continued to work the nipple in his mouth.
“Gababa...gooooo…”
Jack felt completely humiliated at the words coming out of his mouth. He could feel his drool mixed with baby formula running down his chin as he greedily finished his bottle.
“Hard isn’t it? Trying to act like a big man when mama put you in diapers and bottle fed you. It’s only going to get harder, Jackie. Soon you’ll need to go potty, only you won’t notice; you’ll just go. Then, you’ll feel an overwhelming desire to cum. Little Jackie loves her wet and messy diapers, doesn’t she? Doesn’t she?”
Vanessa tickled Jack’s exposed stomach, eliciting childlike giggles from him as his bladder finally weakened and let loose. Jack’s eyes widened as the diaper around his waist began to discolor and sag. The warmth that emanated from the now swollen padding around his crotch was enough to drive Jack wild as he writhed in delight in Vanessa’s lap.
Vanessa watched with delight as Jack’s eyes glazed over, his mouth formed an ‘o’ and he began to vigorously hump his hand through the diaper. Grabbing him by the wrists, she raised his hands above his head as he weakly protested and whimpered. He looked as if he might start crying.
“Mama...pweaseeee….”
Teasing him with her other hand, Vanessa cooed softly, “Men don’t beg to cum in their diapers, do they princess? No...I think I have a little baby girl begging for her orgasm in my lap, don’t I?”
Jack shook his head vigorously as Vanessa slipped the pacifier back in his mouth. He sucked on it gratefully as her hands slowly found their way to the bulge in his diaper, “I hope you like this baby, because this is going to be your life from now on.” Jack would have panicked upon hearing Vanessa say such a thing normally, but having his cock massaged through his wet diapers was enough to turn his brain into mush.
“You love it don’t you? Well, every time you use your diapers like the little girl you are, you’ll feel the uncontrollable desire to cum. This feeling will grow in strength each time. Eventually you’ll be unable to cum in any other way. Even if you were to somehow get away from me you would feel a constant desire to be diapered, to wet and mess yourself like a baby. There’s no going back now little girl; exciting, isn’t it?”
Jack nodded in genuine agreement, finding that just being close to orgasm in his soaked diapers was far more pleasure than he had ever felt.
“Say goodbye to adulthood Jackie.”
“Buh...buh...fa-fank ooooouuu ama. Buh-baby!” Jack’s mind was filled with images of him as Vanessa’s obedient babygirl as his cock began to twitch in her firm grip. He could feel his warm, sticky cum coating the inside of his diaper, adding to the embarrassment that was his earlier wetting and he found himself completely willing to mess his diapers just to feel so good again.
“Good girl! Now, we’ll probably have a guest arriving today; let’s make sure we’re nice and ready for her, shall we?”
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Jamie stood in front of Vanessa’s front door, one hand raised to knock. She hesitated for a moment, part of her was still concerned; what if Jack wasn’t here? It had become commonplace for Jack to stay out late. He had been telling Jamie that it was due to work keeping him late, but Jamie had always been somewhat suspicious of that excuse. Now that he had been out all night, not responding to calls or texts, Jamie was scared. Her fears had been confirmed; just what was he doing?
Three hard knocks and no answer; Jamie tried once more to the same effect. It was only when she had begun to turn and take the steps down that she heard a door open behind her, “Jamie, is that you?”
Turning, Jamie found Vanessa standing in the doorway; she looked radiant despite how early in the morning it was, “Have you seen Jack? He didn’t come home last night and he won’t answer my calls or texts.”
Instead of answering immediately, Vanessa lightly placed her hand on Jamie’s back and guided her inside, “It’s not like Jack to be so irresponsible. Why don’t you take a seat and relax; you look like you could need it.”
Jamie opened her mouth to protest, but found that she didn’t have the strength; instead, she found herself looking around Vanessa’s living room as she was guided to the couch. The coffee table had been pulled to the side and a blanket had been placed in front of the couch. On it sat a variety of changing supplies: diapers, wipes, and powder; along with a great assortment of toys and half empty baby bottles.
“I didn’t know you had a baby Vanessa.”
At this Vanessa smiled, “Oh, I didn’t tell you? Yes, I’ve a little baby girl...” As if on cue, loud crying could be heard coming from Vanessa’s room, “You’ll have to excuse me. When I get back, we can talk all about Jack, okay?”
Jamie found herself nodding, turning her attention away from Vanessa and back to a package of diapers that sat on the blanket next to her feet.
I guess she might have adopted. That would make sense...but these diapers are a little big aren’t they? Cute though...
Torn from her thoughts, Jamie found that she could no longer hear the baby crying; instead a soft tune carried throughout the house.
Must be for the baby. Sure did calm her down. No more crying from her. Such a good baby. Good baby. Good baby. Good baby. Good baby. Good baby…
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Jack lay on his back, his legs spread to avoid the mess he had just made in his diaper. He felt humiliated and disgusted with himself. He was an adult, not some diaper messing baby; but the longer he sat on his back, the longer his legs felt heavy. He could feel them wanting to rest, a pressure in his messy diaper building as his legs slowly squeezed the padding together. It was becoming hard to keep his butt lifted and he could feel the mess spreading as his strength faded; as his adult mind regressed once more to the feeling of his cock pressing against the wet padding of his diaper.
Vanessa entered the room to find Jack in a clearly wet and messy diaper. His erection pressed hard against the padding of the diaper, causing the thick diaper to bulge in the front. She smiled as she crouched next to him. She had kept him restrained, forcing him to feel his babyish accidents without being able to pleasure himself; at least until his mama could assist him.
“Aww...did little Jackie make a mess in her diapers? It must be so…” Vanessa let her words hang in the air for a moment as she reached underneath Jack’s diapered rear. She could feel the weight of his humiliation. “...difficult to pretend to be an adult while wearing a poopy diaper, huh?” Pressing a baby bottle full of formula to his lips, she squeezed the seat of the diaper and cooed to her squirming prisoner, “Jamie is in the next room, you know? Come to rescue her pathetic little husband. What will she think when I march you in front of her; crawling, messy, and drooling?”
Pulling the empty bottle from his hungry lips, she replaced the nipple with a pacifier and watched him latch onto it with fervor, “Who am I kidding? She won’t be thinking; she’ll be far too...preoccupied.” Vanessa stood and walked to the pink boombox she kept on her dresser. Opening up the top, she removed a CD labeled ‘Jackie’, replaced it with one labeled ‘Jamie’, and pressed play.
Jack watched from the floor as Vanessa removed the locking mitts from his hands. She held his wrists tightly and if not for the pacifier keeping him calm he might have begun to cry as touching himself had become his number one priority, right after rubbing his messy rear against the ground.
“Now, let’s get you dressed and go see that ‘big girl’ in the next room, shall we? I wonder if she’s still worried about that husband of hers...don’t know why she’s here; all I’ve got is a baby girl named Jackie.”
When Vanessa reentered the room with Jack crawling dutifully behind her, she found Jamie calmly staring off into space, a small amount of drool collecting on her chin. Jack looked to her with hope, convinced that despite his own transformation and being unaware of Jamie’s trance that the two of them could escape Vanessa’s grasp; but just as these thoughts were giving him confidence that he wasn’t a baby girl named Jackie, his arms gave out and he fell to his stomach. Jack was wetting his diaper and the act required all his mind’s capacity.
Vanessa gloated to herself as Jack did just as expected and rolled over onto his back. His hands found the bulge in his diaper and he went to town as the diaper expanded further from the urine flooding it.
Jamie, finally showing some form of intelligence since the music began, turned her head slowly to the soft mewling of her husband on the floor. Jack’s shoulder-length hair had been pulled back and tied into pigtails with long pink ribbon. His mouth was contorted into a look of pure ecstasy behind the mouth guard of the pacifier he so greedily sucked on and his chin was covered in a mixture of drool and milk. Of the clothing he wore, none of it could be considered grown-up enough for even a five-year-old to wear. The frilly pink dress Vanessa had dressed him in did little to nothing to hide the pink, princess-print diaper cover and the obviously soiled diaper underneath. A pair of thigh-high pink socks with lace trim allowed just enough skin to show to make it obvious that Jack had been shaved smooth.
Some part of Jamie was fully aware of how pathetic Jack looked on the floor, humping his hand through his messy diaper, his other hand running up and down the lace on his dress as he moaned behind his pacifier; but that part was unable to get through the fog that now clouded Jamie’s mind. Smiling ear to ear, Jamie got up from the couch and knelt next to her husband; one hand massaging his cock through the diaper, the other stroking his hair. She look at him lovingly and took her time pleasuring him. Jamie found herself enthralled by the soft sounds he would make in response to each stroke.
Jack had completely forgotten about leaving; his mind was too busy imagining his new life as Vanessa and Jamie’s baby. Words soon became difficult to form, both aloud and in his head and soon enough Jack is left unable to do much else besides babble and daydream as Jamie cooes and praises him.
Just as Jamie was beginning to lean in close, her mind flooded with thoughts of pleasuring her new baby-girl husband, a set of hands lightly grabbed her underneath the arms. Vanessa guided her to her feet, something Jamie seemed incapable of fighting.
“I’m glad you and Jackie are enjoying yourselves; but I think that if you’re going to be spending time with my little girl, then we’re going to have to put you in your place as well. Don’t you agree?”
Jamie wasn’t sure what she meant, but something deep inside her told her to listen. Vanessa led her by the hand to her room and, with little to no resistance, stripped the woman bare. Jamie’s skin was covered in goosebumps and her breathing was quick; she couldn’t understand why she kept obeying Vanessa, why she found Jack’s sissification so correct. As Vanessa began to guide her to the floor, Jamie tried valiantly to stand her ground; only to hear Vanessa coo, “No, no precious. Do as mama says.”
Jamie felt her mind turn hazy as she met Vanessa’s gaze. Her legs began to shake and her arms felt as if they weighed tons. With a weak yelp, Jamie’s knees buckled out from underneath her and she found herself completely dependent on Vanessa to lower her safely to the ground. Jamie could feel a wetness on her chin and chest as she struggled to do more than squirm helpless on the ground. Eventually she grew tired and lay still on her back; Jamie had forgotten what she was scared about.
Reaching into a bag next to her, Vanessa pulled out and unfolded a diaper matching the one Jack had been wearing.
“Remember seeing these on little Jackie? You two are going to be sisters; won’t that be fun?”
Jaime looked at her lost for a moment, “Jackie? My sist-my husband? You’re going to make me wear diapers?”
Vanessa chuckled to herself as she lifted Jaime’s butt and slid the diaper underneath, “Yes baby, your sister Jackie; the cute little girl in the living room wearing a princess dress and messy diapers. Oh, and I’ll be making you wear more than that…”
Jamie absentmindedly rubbed her rear end against the diaper she was being put into. She had forgotten that was Jack in there; it had become hard for her to think over the loud crinkling of her diaper and the sound of Vanessa’s soft baby talk. She giggled at a cold feeling on her crotch, then the smell of baby powder hit her nostrils and she found herself looking past her breasts to see the other side of the diaper placed onto her stomach and taped shut.
“I need diapers?”
Jaime was so confused; why was Vanessa doing this to her and why did she kind of like it?
“Yes pumpkin. Mama put you in diapers just as was necessary. You’re going to be a little baby like Jackie.”
Vanessa pulled Jamie into her lap, one arm cradling her legs and the other holding her head to her breast, “And you’re going to give Jackie all the milk she needs too.” Vanessa shifted Jamie onto her knee, applying enough pressure to her diapered crotch to cause Jaime to gasp excitedly. Vanessa bounced Jaime on her knees a few times, listening to her gasp again and again as her breasts bounced in response.
“Mama...oh...I…uhhh...d-don’t...ah ah ah...make milk...oh gooooooosh…”
Vanessa chuckled lightly, slowing her bounces until Jamie had begun hump her thigh in time to get the most of each. Eventually, as the bounces completely stopped, Jamie embraced Vanessa in a hug and grinded her diapered crotch against Vanessa’s knee. Vanessa stroked her hair as she moaned softly and shook in pleasure. Upon hearing a particularly long gasp, Vanessa felt her leg grow warm. Tilting her head to see, Vanessa smiled as she watched Jaime’s diaper discolor and begin to sag.
“Good girl, Jamie! And don’t worry about not making milk, baby. Mama has what you need right here.” Vanessa searched the bag next to her and eventually pulled loose a syringe full of milky liquid, “After this shot, I might just have to start milking you!”
Upon seeing the syringe, Jamie snapped out of her haze and moved with a force that she hadn’t been able to muster since her arriving; but even that wasn’t enough to escape Vanessa’s grasp, who held her firmly.
“Alright young lady! I’ve had just about enough of your attitude. I think it’s about time you started behaving like mama’s baby girl.
Jamie’s body went rigid in Vanessa’s lap. Her eyes widened until she let out a sigh and her brain regressed to an infantile mush. Jaime returned to her humping as she sucked on her thumb. The injection was only met with a whimper, a few tears and some babyish babbling.
“I’m sorry Jamie, but you’re not fit to think for yourself anymore; but don’t worry, I’ll give your mental faculties back when I see fit.”
Jamie no longer had the intelligence to understand nor respond to Vanessa; instead she wet herself, orgasmed one last time, and sucked noisily on her thumb. With Jamie now obedient and under her control completely, it was easy for Vanessa to place her back on the floor and preoccupy her with a pacifier and a stuffed animal.
Vanessa returned to the living room to find Jack humping one of his stuffed animals on the floor. It only took him a moment to cum and cease his aggressive grinding. After that, Vanessa grabbed him by the hand and escorted him back to her room where a fresh diaper and Jamie waited. Positioning the two on the floor before her, she took her time wiping them down, powdering them, and taping them back up. She delighted the empty-headed adults with tickling and baby talk and found that while Jack could still fight her if he wanted to, his growing love for diapers kept him obedient.
“Do you like your new baby sister, Jackie? Isn’t she precious? Be careful with her, she can’t much think for herself. She does have a little treat for you though, don’t you darling?”
Jack watched as Jamie pulled his wife into her lap without a fight. Part of him wondered why Jamie didn’t do anything; maybe she did like being a baby, just like he did. Jack found himself staring at her exposed breasts, his cock semi-erect. He was surprised his cock wasn’t harder; after all, his wife was sitting nearly naked in his ex-fiancé’s lap. He watched unmoving as Vanessa began to coo in Jamie’s ear, slowly massaging her breasts, her eyes fixated on Jack.
“Time for milkies Jackie, come crawl to your sister. She wants to give you a treat, babygirl.”
Jack did as he was told, finding himself incredibly excited to suckle from his wife’s breasts despite having done it before in fits of passion; only now, as he was dressed and being treated like a baby did he truly find himself enthralled. Placing his lips around her nipple, he suckled nervously at first; his lips slowly getting used to the motions until the sound of a regular pattern of suckling filled the room.
From his position in her lap, Jack could see that something was off about Jamie. Concern filled his mind for a moment and he truly began to wonder if this is what he wanted; that was until he felt a familiar warmth at his crotch. Jack gasped as his mind emptied and he returned to his breast-feeding with more fervor than before. His hands tried to find their way to his crotch, but they were stopped by Vanessa who was whispering in Jamie’s ear. His arms held firmly at his chest, Jack was ready to begin to cry and beg; but then Jamie seemed to realize where she was.
After a moment of looking lost, her face covered in an expression of hurt and confusion, a smile slowly began to spread across her face as she watched Jack breastfeed. She could see the bulge in his discolored diaper and with soft words of encouragement, she began to massage his cock through the diaper.
“Fank oou!”
Jamie knew that she shouldn’t like what was going on, but that thought was becoming harder and harder to focus on as Vanessa continued to whisper in her ear and to softly knead the crotch of her diaper.
“Aren’t my little babies so precious? And so obedient. Such good girls little Jackie and Jamie are, aren’t they?”
Jamie found herself nodding along, her mind fogged by the pleasure emanating from her groin and her nipples. She was surprised to find that she loved breast-feeding Jack, something about it felt so right; just like sitting in mama’s lap.
“Alright Jackie, enough nummy-nums; on your back. Jamie, you’re going to lie on top of him.”
The two did as commanded, finding themselves both terribly aroused, but unable to do much else aside from look to Vanessa for instruction.
“What’s the matter? Did you two forget how to be a couple? I guess I should’ve expected that from a couple of dumb little babies. Here let mama show you.”
Vanessa knelt next to the two and placed her hand on Jamie’s padded rear. She slowly began to move Jamie’s waist in time with Jack’s awkward humping motions and eventually the two were grunting as their diapered crotches crinkled loudly against one another.
“I-I’m wetting mama! Jackie, I’m using my diapee...ohhhhh...”
Jamie practically shook on top of Jack, who writhed underneath her. Vanessa smiled, unsurprised but thrilled that the two adults that had walked into her apartment had succumbed to babyhood so easily; it wouldn’t be long before they were completely dependent on their diapers and their mama.
“Such good babies! No adult would have stooped so low as you two have, but considering the drool on your chins and the used diapers around your waists, I’d say you two aren’t adults are you?”
Grabbing Jamie by her long hair, she pulled her back slightly and put her hair into pigtails that matched Jack’s. After being let go she returned to her humping, her eyes glazed over and her head resting on Jack’s chest.
“Once Jackie and mama’s baby girl are done having fun they’ll be put down for a nap; and I can assure you, you’ve only experienced a fraction of your new life.”
Jack whimpered as he orgasmed, his hot, sticky cum filling his diaper and reducing him to a gasping mess on the floor. Jamie wasn’t much better; Jack wasn’t sure what happened, but Jamie looked as if she couldn’t do much else aside from grunt and drool atop him. His mind clearer for the moment, his thoughts raced to find some way to save Jamie and himself from their new life as Vanessa’s obedient baby girls.
Jamie was lifted off of him; she rubbed her eyes sleepily and gladly accepted a pacifier before being led to Vanessa’s bed where she quickly fell asleep with her butt stuck in the air as she clutched a teddy-bear. Despite the situation and the worry that flooded his mind with Jamie’s apparent acceptance of her babyhood, Jack remained still on the floor watching Vanessa as she slowly sauntered over.
“Time for nigh-nights baby girl,” Jack didn’t fight as he too was led to the bed, pacified, and tucked in, “Get some good rest, ‘cause after you two wake up mama’s going to be taking you two to the park! Doesn’t that sound exciting?”
Vanessa watched as Jack’s eyes widened in shock, but before he could voice or even show his concern the pacifier in his mouth began to move in and out and his half-lidded eyes drooped further and further.
Kissing Jack on the head, Vanessa cooed softly, “No more adult thoughts Jackie, just sweet dreams.”
