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Chapter 7 by RegressionSchool RegressionSchool

Which does Lillian choose for herself?

daycare

Over breakfast, Lillian surprises Stefan with her decision to try out daycare for the day.

Stefan beams with pride at Lillian's determination, knowing that she's taking a bold step towards embracing their new life. "That's fantastic, babe!" he exclaims, his excitement contagious as he gathers her into a warm hug.

After breakfast, Stefan takes charge of getting Lillian ready for her day at daycare. With practiced ease, he guides her to the nursery and begins the task of changing her messy diaper. Lillian squirms slightly, feeling a mix of embarrassment and gratitude as Stefan attends to her needs with care and patience.

Once she's clean and dry, Stefan dresses her in an adorable daycare outfit, carefully selecting a unicorn onesie and pink dungarees. As he helps her into the snug-fitting dungarees, Lillian can't help but protest at the tightness of the fabric.

"These are so tight," she complains, tugging at the fabric uncomfortably. "Everyone will be able to see that I'm wearing a diaper!"

Stefan chuckles affectionately, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Don't worry, sweetheart," he says, placing a comforting hand on Lillian's shoulder. "All the littles at daycare wear diapers, so everyone already knows."

Lillian's nerves begin to ease at Stefan's words, a sense of relief washing over her. Knowing that she won't be the only one in a diaper makes her feel less self-conscious.

But then a new worry creeps into her mind. "But what if I need to poop?" she asks, her voice tinged with apprehension. "I don't like messing in public..."

Stefan nods understandingly, his expression gentle. "I understand, babe," he says softly. "While diapers are mandatory for littles at daycare, you can always ask to use a potty for poopies."

Lillian's anxiety begins to fade as Stefan's reassuring words sink in. She takes a deep breath, feeling a renewed sense of confidence.

Stefan reaches into his pocket and pulls out a colorful pacifier, its soft rubber tip gleaming in the morning light. With a smile, he fastens it to Lillian's dungarees, the clip secure and comforting against her chest.

"There," he says, his voice filled with pride. "Now you're all set for your big day at daycare."

What's next?

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