Emma groaned as she woke in her crib, taking a few more moments to enjoy the cozy warmth provided by the footie sleeper she was in before fully waking up. She turned over flopping her covers off to look into the other crib at the still sleeping Lucy.
Emma took a moment to think back about how she first came here, and how far she had come. She was allowed complete freedom in her crib able to move around it freely, and without locking mittens to boot. Compared to when she first arrived and how she could only look on at Lucy's freedom as she was tightly secured to the bed, she had come a long way. Of course the locking top of the crib meant she couldn't escape it without help. Emma chose to count her blessing instead of dwelling on what she didn't have.
She fumbled for her sippy cup, which had fallen neatly into a corner of the crib. She quietly drank out of the cup as she brought a stuffed dog into her lap to cuddle with while she drank. She was quiet, trying not wake the sleeping Lucy in the next crib over, but at the same time she wanted to make some noise to let her caretakers know she was awake and hopefully release her.
Without much effort Emma wet her diaper. Part of her was concerned with how easy this was getting to be. She almost did it without knowing, but she also knew that it would be a long time before she would be allowed regular underwear, and there was no sense trying to fight it for that long.
Emma's musings were interrupted by Elizabeth who quietly entered beaming at Emma, who couldn't help but return the smile. Elizabeth gently opened Emma's crib, careful not to wake the sleeping Lucy. She quickly ushered Emma out of the room who couldn't help but giggle.
"How's my soggy little baby this morning," Elizabeth said once the door was safely shut.
"How did you know," Emma said embarrassed thinking the sleeper would have covered all evidence.
"Well it was just a lucky guess, but then you went and told me yourself," Elizabeth said with a snide grin.
"You tricked me!" Emma protested.
"Not too loud you'll wake sissy," Elizabeth said popping a pacifier in Emma's mouth. Emma obediently quieted and began suckling. "You'll have to wait until she wakes up for a change." Emma whined at this news. "Oh I know poor thing," Elizabeth said sarcastically. "Now be a good girl, Carmen made some brekky for you." Emma groaned again, that usually meant the mildly unappetizing baby food like mixture, and her assumptions were correct. Carmen waited with a jar of the stuff on the couch, but also a few scrumptious strips of bacon, no doubt something to keep Emma behaved during the meal. It worked as Emma happily hopped in Carmen's lap and the woman tied a bib around her.
"Very good," Carmen said with a smile. "You have been so good lately." Emma smiled as she ate a bite of the mush that Carmen brought to her mouth. Elizabeth went to rouse Lucy from her slumber while Emma ate. Emma absent mindedly watched and opened for another bite as Elizabeth left. "Emma we've decided we want to show you something. Something you may not like, but something we want you to do." Emma whined worriedly thought this was alleviated somewhat as Carmen fed her a bite of bacon.
Elizabeth lead a groggy and fussy Lucy into the bedroom, a usual routine. It was there that Elizabeth or Carmen helped her take all of the medicine she needed to. Much to Emma's surprise, as Elizabeth passed, Carmen led Emma into the room right behind her. Emma never questioned why she was never around to see Lucy take her medicine until this moment. Emma whined a little as Carmen held her gently in her lap as she sat in a small chair in her and Elizabeth's room. It was the first time Emma had spent a long amount of time in the room.
It was fairly small, a little smaller than the nursery actually, with not much furniture other than a single king bed which took up most of the room and was where Elizabeth sat with Lucy cradled in her lap and the chair Carmen was sitting in. There was a door on the left wall that went into their bathroom and a glass door on the right wall that lead outside. Emma took in her surroundings while at the same time watching as Elizabeth gently but firmly forced the pills down Lucy's throat cooing her all the while. Emma wondered what the big deal was and was still uneasy as was Lucy who fussed as she finished the last of her pills.
"It's ok sweetie," Elizabeth said as she cradled Lucy's head in her lap. Elizabeth unceremoniously opened the white button up top she was wearing revealing her bare breasts. Emma began to wiggle as she grasped what was happening.
With a worried glance at Emma and a reassuring return glance from Elizabeth Lucy latched on to Elizabeth's breast and began suckling. Emma whined quietly as Carmen shushed her.
"I know sweetie, its ok," and to Carmen's credit Lucy did look absolutely peaceful as she suckled with Elizabeth gently patting her head as she drank more.
"Is she actually..." Emma whispered.
"Yes dear," Carmen answered quickly. "Elizabeth and both take special medicine so we can produce milk." Emma whined more, this was all too much for her. At the same time it didn't seem that farfetched, considering everything else that they had done. Still this was different. And they expected her to do this too, on top of everything else? Suddenly Emma was not as happy with her position as she was in the morning.
Sensing an eminent tantrum Carmen escorted Emma out of the room and safely out of earshot.
"What the hell was that?" Emma protested.
"Emma language," Carmen warned.
"Carm ..." Emma started but Carmen gave another stern look. "Momma this is too much," Emma corrected said starting to cry.
"That's what you said about diapers when you first got here and look at you now."
"That's different," Emma whined. "This is so."
"It brings us closer together Emma, and that's why we want to do it."
"I don't wanna do it though," Emma was starting to cry. Carmen grabbed Emma in a hug and started rocking her.
"I know I know," Carmen cooed while hugging Emma. Despite Emma's current problem with her two caretakers she realized that she was too far gone to find anything but comfort in their embrace and slowly started to calm down. Getting completely calm when Carmen stuck her pacifier in her mouth. Emma hated how easy to manipulate she had become, how she didn't even have the will to fight any more. She knew even without being forced she would eventually do it just because they told her too, and maybe that was the point. "It'll be ok Emma," Carmen reassured.
"I don wanna do it mamma don make me," Emma gave a final plea.
"There's no getting out of it Emma. Your mommy and I are in agreement this is something you're doing." Emma huffed and pouted, the most resistance she could offer at this point. "You know tomorrow mommy is taking you to central to get your zappy collar off. Maybe you'll feel better after that hmm?"
"I guess," Emma muttered. In all honestly Emma routinely forgot the contraption was even there, and she couldn't recall a time when either of her caretakers had actually used it since she had gotten it on. Though it would be nice having the contraption off of her.
"You guess?" Carmen repeated. "Maybe you like it so much you want to keep it on. It does look cute on you," Carmen said playfully.
"Nooooooo," Emma whined back giggling slightly. This moment was interrupted as Elizabeth and Lucy emerged from the bedroom, the feeding apparently done. Lucy hugged Emma tightly, a silent sign that she knew exactly what Emma was going through, and Emma was thankful she had someone like that there with her. She couldn't imagine the turmoil Lucy must have went through without the same support Emma had from Lucy.
"I'm ascared," Emma said muffled by the pacifier she was still suckling.
"I knows, it's not so bad I pwomise," Lucy said quietly.
"I think Lucy has even grown to like our special time," Elizabeth said playfully scratching Lucy's head. The encouragement from Elizabeth did not help much, but Lucy's encouragement made Emma feel slightly better about the inevitable. Lucy seemed none the worse for wear, and she's been breastfeeding sense Emma got there, if that's what's been happening every time she was whisked off to the bedroom.
"You girls wanna watch some tv?" Elizabeth asked draping a blanket over the two cuddling girls.
"Yes pees," Lucy answered. Carmen handed the nearby remote to Lucy who began browsing the collection of on demand movies and shows.
"Nothing too bad ok?" Elizabeth warned before leaving to the kitchen, her and Carmen silently agreeing that the best thing for Emma might be some time with Lucy to process things. Emma moved only to point to the show she wanted to watch, a smei-serious semi-comedic drama. She didn't say much else, just remained curled against Lucy.
"Carmy can you help with something?" Elizabeth called from the kitchen.
"Coming!" she replied before leaving to go into the kitchen. When she was out of earshot Lucy whispered to Emma.
"It's really not that bad, I promise," She said quietly.
"It's just too much Lucy I don't know if I can," Emma responded worried.
"I know. I'll be right there though. I promise," Lucy said seriously. Emma nodded as Carmen came back into the room, stopping to plant a kiss on the girl's forehead.
"You girls are gonna hang out in the play pen for a bit," Carmen said sweetly.
"Yes momma," Emma responded. She and Lucy hopped up from the couch and made their way over to the playpen and secured inside by Carmen. Admittedly this might have been for the best, as the play pen was cushy enough, and contained plenty of toys that Lucy and Emma distracted themselves with during the more boring parts of the show they were watching, only being interrupted by Elizabeth stopping to give them bottles of milk.
"Ok I know there are some soggy babies who need changes," Elizabeth said as the latest episode the two were watching ended.
"Aww but wes pwayin mommy," Lucy whined. True to Elizabeth's predictions some play time had alleviated Emma's anxiety for the moment.
"Well you can play better in a clean diaper come on my little potty pants," Elizabeth said opening the playpen and grabbing on to Emma and Lucy's hands. She lead them into the nursery and helped each onto a changing table strapping the in with the restraints. "Momma's still busy so you guys are just gonna have to be patient while I change both of you," Elizabeth put a pacifier in Lucy's mouth and one in Emma's and began to change Emma's diaper. She finished and left to tend to Lucy leaving Emma tied up. This elicited a whine from Emma.
"Mommyyyyyyyyy," Emma whined.
"Hush your sissy waited patiently for you to be finished so you can wait patiently on her," Elizabeth chided as she began working on Lucy. "Maybe I should leave you up there for a few minutes." Elizabeth threatened.
"I be good I be good!" Emma complained wiggling as much as the restrains allowed.
"I hear you sweetie calm down," Elizabeth said as she finished Lucy's diaper and helped her up. "Such a fussy baby today," Elizabeth said as she released Emma from the changing table.
"Be nice mommy!" Lucy said tugging on Elizabeth's dress. Elizabeth sighed, thinking about the emotions that must be going through Emma.
"You're right Lucy," Elizabeth said calmly as she freed Emma. "I'll be nicer to Emma."
"Tankies Mommy," Emma said leaning up to plant a smooch on Elizabeth's cheek.
AUTHORS NOTE: Well if it's not obvious the big reveal I promised in the last chapter was the Carmen and Elizabeth have been breastfeeding Lucy this entire time. I know some may think this kind comes out of nowhere, but it was always my intention from the beginning to have this sort of be the final thing Emma does to be completely theirs. I also know it might not be everyone's thing, and to those people I'm sorry this is happening 18 chapters in, but it's how I wanted it to go. As always I hope you guys enjoy.