Heading to breakfast

"So precocious! But she's just trying to act grown up. You'll see. She needs mommy's milk, and you need to relieve the pressure. Feed her!"(Failure) Dark Morher Lilith whispered loving into Nancy’s ear.

Nancy just grunted and grabbed her keys. “Come on.”

Beth nodded and followed behind.

“It doesn’t even make sense, I can’t just start lactating over night.”

“Ye of little faith. Your maternal instincts are powerful enough to ensure you can care for all your children. You saw what Beth did to that girl on the bus stop.”

“That was just a dream.” Nancy caught Beth giving her a sidelong look. “Heh, sorry. I must look crazy talking to myself.”

Beth gave her a good natured wave. “I might be the only person on Earth who doesn’t and won’t think you’re crazy. Who did you get?”

“Lilith.” Nancy sighed.

Beth shrugged, the town passed them by as they headed to the diner. “Never met her.”

“Oh she’s a peach, she likes you.”

“Who doesn’t?”

Nancy smiled easily at the joke. The rhythm of their old life still beat at a steady pace, even in these mad circumstances. “She wants me to, ugh be your mom or something. I don’t get it.”

“Ah.” Beth nodded. “That explains the milk last night.”

Nancy blushed. “Ah, yeah sorry about that.”

“Don’t blush, I’m beyond shame at this point. I liked it, made me feel safe.”

“You see?” Lilith chortled. “She yearns fir your tender touch.”

“I said don’t blush! We’re so beyond that at this point.”

“Yeah.” Nancy nodded her agreement. “Let’s be done with all the I’m sorry’s two. We both understand, right?”

“Right.”

“That’s so sweet. You two coming to an understanding. Now there’s nothing stopping you from caring for her. She understands, right?”

Nancy twined her fingers between Beth’s. “When did the voices first come to you?”

Beth flinched. “I’m not allowed to say.”

“You don’t have the voices anymore. You can tell me.”

“Is not the voices.”

Good. Nancy smiled despite the hinderance. That meant there was someone else behind this. “Someone else forbid you from talking?”

“Yes. Was it Damian?”

“I can’t say.”

“When if first happened was it at his club?”

“No.”

"If Damian Dupree shows up at the diner again you need to apologize to him as submissively as possible. You accused him of things he didn't do."

Dc: 70

Roll: 83 +18

Success!

Corruption +1

Nancy’s Corruption: 19

“Wow.” Nancy was surprised. “I can’t believe he’s not at least connected to this…”

“I can’t say…”

Nancy bit her lip. “At the very least you weren’t in the club when you heard them… but I heard the voices the second you touched me. So you probably got infected at the place you heard it.”

“Was it the diner?”

“No.”

“The house?”

“No.”

“The school?”

“Yes.”

“What class?”

“I can’t say.”

Nancy grinned. “So it was a class… write down your schedule when we get to the diner.”

Beth sighed. “I’ve been through so much, I can hardly remember my schedule.”

Nancy smiled. “But you definitely remember the class that ruined your life.”

——-

“Oh, my, god!” Georgina dropped her backpack and scooped Beth up in a hug. The blonde goth held her friend tight, right, tight. “I thought you were dead.”

Beth’s reunion with her other friend held a lot less guilt. She allowed herself to be squeezed like a tube of toothpaste. “I missed you so much!”

“I’m so glad you’re here.” Georgina sniffed. “I need you to pick up a shift…”

Beth laughed and pushed her friend away. “Yeah, right!”

Ned and Lorraine were there too to hug her and welcome her back. The cook and owner respectively. “You two just gave a seat.” Lorraine drawled and set the two of them in a booth. “We’re getting you a big ol’ welcome back breakfast. You look like you lost some wait. You still like them sausages?”

“Love them!” Beth beamed.

Lorraine turned towards the grinning fry cook. “Well what are you waiting for Ned? Get the fridge fired up, we got us a vip!”

The two ran back into the kitchen leaving the three friends by themselves.

“I should leave work early and go buy stuff for me and my little piggy.” (failure)

‘No Fuck you, I’m not leaving my job, and I’m not getting distracted from the investigation!’

“So what the fuck?” Georgina sat down next to Nancy. “Where have you been, you look like shit.”

“You should have seen her last night.” Nancy laughed and popped her thumb in her mouth. What would Georgina say if she knew Beth had come in rocking a diaper. The shorts suited her much better.

"Beth thinks she doesn't need to wear diapers anymore, huh? A baby without her diapers? Ridiculous! Convince her to keep wearing them. Be forceful if you must."

Dc: 80

Roll: 59+19+4 = 82

Success!

Corruption +1

Dark Mother Lilith Corruption+1

Nancy Corruption: 20

Dark Mother Lilith: 5

“Wow thanks guys.” Beth sighed. “Let’s just call it a mental break huh?”

Nancy chewed on her lips as Georgiana tried to pry a story out of Beth. She could tell that one had stuck. She was suddenly filled with anxiety that Beth was going to mess herself. Or people would see her in shorts and think that Nancy wasn’t being a good mother.

She looked at Beth’s black shorts. They looked so wrong, almost perverted. Her bum should br swaddled I’m a clean crinkly diaper. “Beth when you go shopping today you need to buy diapers.”

It came out of her like a torrent of vomit, and stopped the conversation just as well.

“Holy crap.” Georgina reeled back. “You had a kid?”

Beth blanched. No only from embarrassment of Nancy saying that in front of Georgia, but knowing that the voices had broken her down on that account. “Nancy no, please. I don’t need them.”

“She needs to stop pretending to be a grown up.”

“You need to stop pretending to be a grown up.” Nancy intoned. “You need to be wearing diapers.”

“Okay, okay, okay fine.” Beth friend to pace over it, but Georgina was giving them confused and disgusted face. “What the hell? Okay you guys need to catch me up on whatever the fuck is going on here.”

Nancy had a small smile on her face. Dark Mother Lilith was flooding her with pride, and pleasure. “Good work. You’re such a good mommy. She didn’t throw a tantrum or anything. She knows she was wrong, wearing big girl pants. You set her straight.

Nancy nodded along, and smiled. As her mind seeped in this darkness, a new voice fed on it, and managed to pull itself up from the hurricane of voices and plant itself in Nancy’s mind.

——-

I spoiled you guys with daily updates, didn’t I?

Lots of great suggestions from the last chapter, but only wanted to go to twenty, I’ll use them in the next chapter, but for this one go ahead and post a line and description for the next voice to inhabit Nancy’s head.

Their name, what they want to do with Nancy, and what their first suggestion is.

I have no idea how we got into combining piggy and age play stuff, but I’m totally here for it.