"Alright baby bear, your gonna sit in your bouncer and watch tv while I clean up"

"Oki Daddy"

I was placed in an oversized baby bouncer, my feet weren't even touching the ground, Daddy switched on the power puff girls and left to clean up.

Papa had gone to the shops on Daddy's order to get some stuff for dinner but I didn't really mind

The show was mesmerising, I tried to enjoy it but I was cut off by a terrible feeling in my stomach. My bowels churned and I whined loudly.

Daddy appeared almost immediately, picking me up and rocking me

"What's wrong honey, tell Daddy what's bothering you"

"Tummy hurt"

I started to cry and Daddy sat us both down on the couch

"Aw baby bear, do you need to use your diaper?"

I cried out and hid my face knowing that was probably it.

"No wanna"

I spoke softly, mumbling into my hands

"Everyone has to go to the bathroom Wren, your just too little to use one so you use your diaper. It's ok"

"I whimpered as Daddy began rubbing my tummy and bouncing me on his knee slightly.

"Daddy stawp nooo"

He just shushed me and applied pressure. I struggled to hold it and let go into my diaper, making it sag considerably. I cried loudly but Daddy held me close and carried me to my nursery, shushing and cooing at me to calm me down.

"Wren I'm so proud of you, you're such a good little boy you know that right. Let's get you out of this smelly diaper my little bug"

I nodded as Daddy pushed my paci between my lips. He layed me on the changing table and undid my onesie, humming a tune to calm me down.

He changed me out of the diaper quickly as not to prolong my humiliation but didn't change me back into another.

"No diaper?"

"I'm going to run you a quick bath baby bear, is that ok"

I froze, my paci dropped from my mouth and I started to shake and tear up

"No bath please no bath!"

Ricky quickly picked up my naked body and wrapped me in a blanket, holding me to his chest and reassuring

"Baby bear it's gonna be ok, you know Papa and I would never hurt you in a million years, I swear to you"

I became stuttery and kept shaking

"Bu-bu-but b-bath m-m-mean.."

I stopped, not wanting to continue but did so anyway.

"touching"

Ricky's jaw dropped, he hugged me so tight I thought he'd never let go. I could feel his tears dripping onto me.

"Baby bear, I will never ever ever do anything like that to you and I know Papa won't either. You are our little boy and we wanna keep you safe warm and happy. If I ever do anything like that to you, you have my permission to slap me, ok?"

I hesitated

"Pinkie promise"

I held out my pinkie and he curled his around mine. My hand was so small compared to his.

"Pinkie promise"

I smiled and threw all of my weight onto him in a hug, knocking the wind out of him.

"Tank woo Dada"

"Are you feeling really small today baby bear?"

I nodded

"Aw I have a smol cub on my hands"

Daddy stood back up, carrying me to the bathroom. He held my head to his chest and ran his fingers through my hair to keep me calm.

In the bathroom, Daddy sat me on the toilet lid with my blanket still wrapped around me. He began to run the bath, adding some nice smelling stuff that made me watch in bewilderment as bubbles grew out of the water.

Daddy noticed the look on my face and chuckled, before checking the temperature and turning off the water.

"You ready baby bear?"

I whimpered but nodded, holding out my hands to let him pick me up.

Daddy gently placed me in the water. It wasn't too high, only came up to my waist. The water was warm and bubbly, I couldn't help myself so I waved my hands through the bubbles, splashing and giggling as Daddy laughed.

"Not so bad is it baby bear?"

"Nu Dada"

I felt so vulnerable and small in the bath but with Daddy there it was a good thing. He would protect and love me forever and it was so nice to really feel that.

Daddy massaged my head as he rubbed in the shampoo, making me purr. Daddy cooed

"Aww I thought I had a little cub but it turns out I just have a baby kitten"

I giggled and nodded

"meww"

"What cute little kitter I have, so small and precious. I just wanna nom you on up"

Daddy started yo tickle me, making me laugh loudly and thrash. Water got everywhere and Daddy was soaked.

"Am sowy Dada"

"Its ok kitten"

I smiled, I liked being a little kitten

Daddy rinsed my hair and washed my body, making sure I was ok the entire way through, he cares so much, I love him.

Finally he lifted me out of the bath and set me on my feet, which buckled and I ended up sitting. He wrapped me in a fluffy blue towel and I shook my head and body, getting everything wet.

"What do you think you're doing"

"Am a kitten, kitten shake!"

Daddy laughed and swaddled me up in the towel, drying me off

"cheeky little kitten!"

Daddy picked me up and carried me back to the nursery, diapering me up before tickling me again. I giggle and flailed around. I couldn't even form words as I squealed under his relentless tickling. Eventually he let up, kissing my nose. He walked over to my wardrobe and I sat up

"What do you want to wear my little kitty"

"Kitty no wear clothes!"

"Yes but I don't my little kitty to get sick"

Daddy suddenly gasped

"What about this?"

It was a blue onesie with cat ears. I loved it. I started clapping and bouncing in my seat

"I a kitty!"

"Yes you are, your a pretty little kitty!"

Daddy got me dressed into the onesie along with some fluffy socks and brought me back out to the sitting room.

"Are you hungry baby, you want some milk?"

"Yes Daddy!

Daddy warmed up a bottle of milk for me and fed me on the couch. The milk tasted like vanilla! I gurgled behind the nipple and Daddy cooed back to me.

I drank the bottle till nothing came out. Daddy took away the bottle, making me whine but not for long cause he quickly replaced it with a pacifier.

"I still have to clean up a bit baby bear, do you wanna watch some tv or do you wanna do some colouring at the kitchen table?"

"Wanna colour!"

"Ok, lemme grab your crayons and some paper and you'll be all set"

Daddy grabbed my crayon box, some paper and myself, and set me in my high chair. I got to work, drawing a masterpiece while he generally cleaned around the kitchen.

Soon enough, I heard the front door open

"Helloooo"

" Looks like your Papas finally back"

In walked Papa carrying to heavy looking bags, Daddy set down the cleaning spray and gave him a kiss

"Hello there my love, what's with all the heavy bags? thought you were only getting milk and bread?"

"Well my love, first before i answer that-"

Papa set down his bags and turned to me

"Hows my bubba doing"

He picked me out of my high chair and swung me around, I giggled and he tickled under my chin.

"Good by the looks of it"

I smiled widely and nodded. He set me back in my high chair and I got back to drawing.

Daddy whined loudly and dramatically

"David! you never do that to me anymore!"

"What? spin you around?"

"Ricky I did that to you once, you screamed at me to put you down and you nearly got sick"

"I've matured alot since then, I'll have you know, anyway, what did ya get?"

"Well-"

Papa reached into one of the bags and pulled out second dark blue bag. Daddy's eyes lit up.

"Oh my god, you got a tent!"

"Well I only have today and tomorrow off, camping stuff was half and Wren has been so good recently so i thought a day out was in order"

Daddy started getting really excited

"Yes! Christ I love camping! I used to always go when I was younger, it's so much fun"

Daddy picked me up and gasped

"We can go up to by lake! This is gonna be great"

Papa smirked

" I had a feeling you'd say that, so I got-"

He reached in the bag again and pulled out

"swim diapers"

"Yay baby bear you get to go swimming"

I pouted, taking out my pacifier and letting it dangle on it's clip

"I no know how swim"

"Aw it's ok baby, we can teach you plus you're too young to know how to swim anyway"

Whenever Daddy or Papa tells me I'm too young or too little for something it makes me feel so small. I covered my eyes with my fists and whined.

Daddy and Papa chuckled and cooed at me. Papa showed us the rest of what he got at the store, including sleeping bags, a torch, some food we can cook over a fire, an inflatable mattress and some fairy lights cause he knew Daddy would love them.

Daddy ran off to go pack some stuff while Papa sat next to me.

I showed him my latest masterpiece, a drawing of bearemy and he put it on the fridge again. He picked me up and put away my drawing stuff before bringing me to my nursery.

"Ricky never takes too long to pack, so we should figure out what you want to bring little boy"

"I not a boy, I a kitty!"

Papa laughed and ruffled my hair before setting me on the armchair.

"Now baby cat-"

"Kitty!"

He popped my paci in my mouth, which may have stopped my interruption but couldn't stop my pouting. Papa chuckled

"Kitty.. you are allowed pack your own small backpack, but don't bring anything unnesecary, ok?"

I was excited now

"Oki Papa"

"Now here's your backpack"

He pulled something off a top shelf that I couldn't see

It was a small nightmare before Christmas themed backpack and I loved it.

"Thankies Papa!"

I hugged Papa and jumped off the chair, being a little wobbly on my legs. He helped me pack my stuffies, some books that had really pretty pictures and my blankie. My bag seemed kinda heavy but Papa promised to carry it if it was too much.

We could hear Daddy in the other room rushing around and packing frantically. It was really funny, Papa told me funny stories about daddy.

"On our honeymoon, your Daddy packed so much that we didn't realise how over the weight limit we were until we reached airport security, we had to throw out 2 of my sweaters and some really nice chocolates i was gonna eat on the plane

I still miss those sweaters, you know"

Apparently Daddy heard us cause from the other room we heard

"David it's been 50 years would you stop it about the sweaters! They weren't even cashmere"

I laughed, Papa booped my nose

"He's very silly isn't he, don't tell him I said that, it's our little secret"

He held his finger to his lips and made a shushing noise, I did the same and giggled

but my giggles were interrupted by a yawn.

"Aw is my little bubba tired"

I shook my head

"Nuh uh! I help pack!"

"Oh really? You wanna help daddy pack?"

"Ya hah"

"Oh Ricky, someone wants to help you with packing!-"

Papa chuckled as and whispered in my ear.

"Just try and stay awake, I barely can"

Daddy appeared beside us, spooking me and Papa before scooping me into his arms, rambling about he knew I was a natural bag packer.

I regretted packing over the nap imeadiately as Daddy would pile stuff into bags and I would sit on the bed trying to stay awake.

Eventually I yawned a little too loudly

"Oh baby bear, you tired?"

I mumbled and crawled into his lap as he sat beside me.

Daddy ran his fingers threw my hair as sleep began taking me over.

"Sleep lil Angel, when you wake up we'll have the best camping trip ever!"

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