Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
“So, the tears . . .”
“Tears of laughter,” Brody explained, coming up beside him. “Are you sure you didn’t hurt yourself, Tutu?”
“Nope! Come on, Brody-bear, you have to try this!”
Brody fiddled with his glasses nervously, taking a step back. “I don’t know, I’m bigger than you.”
“But we can pile them up, then you can dive into them. Go on.” Autumn put the stuffies back into a big pile.
Autumn rose to stand beside Brody. They were so beautiful together.
Both his. To protect. To care for.
“No more stuffy diving,” he decreed.
Autumn pouted. “That’s a bummer. Couldn’t Brody try jumping into the pile just once, Daddy?”
“No,” the Fox told her firmly.
“But, Daddy—”
“It needs to be safer.”
“Ooh, what if we got a giant mattress, covered it in stuffies and a diving board. That sounds fun.”
“No!” he told her.
“No?” She gave him a sad look.
“What about a huge tub of jello and a diving board?” she suggested.
Where did she come up with these ideas?
“Is she getting this from TV?” he asked. “Her books?”
“Or just her kooky mind,” Brody suggested.
“No giant tubs of jello,” the Fox told her.
“A girl has got to try, Daddy.” She gave him a cheeky smile.
“Right, how many more soft toys do you want?”
“Twenty!”
Twenty, huh?
He’d see what he could do.
As he was working on getting the next stuffy, Brody spoke up.
“Do you need the bathroom, Tutu?”
“Nope. Nuh-uh. Can I have another elephant, please, Daddy?”
But the Fox was looking at their girl now. “How many sodas did you have, Bunny?”
“Oh, uh, well . . .” The look of guilt on her face told him everything he needed to know.
“Potty time.”
Her cheeks flushed red. “Daddy! I don’t need the potty.”
“The pee dance you’re doing says otherwise. Come along.” He held out his hand. “We have to get you to the potty before you have an accident and we have to stop for diapers on the way home.”
“Okay, Daddy,” she said in a high-pitched voice, slipping her hand into his. “But I don’t need diapers. I’m a big girl.”
“We’ll see.” She’d started wearing them during her naps sometimes. He turned, eyeing Brody. “Do you need the bathroom, Pup?”
“Me?”
“Yes, Pup. You.”
“Oh, um, no. Actually, um, maybe.”
He was so cute. “Come on, then.” He led them both into the men’s restroom.
“Daddy, I can’t go in there!” Autumn tugged at his hand. “This is for boys. And it’s got a urinal.” She wrinkled her nose.
He rolled his eyes at her. “There’s no one else here. It’s this or I take Brody into the girls’ bathrooms.”
“Ooh, let’s do that.”
“I’m not going into the girl’s bathroom!” Brody protested.
He shook his head at them both. “It doesn’t matter what bathroom you use. We just need to get this one on a toilet.” He nodded his head at Autumn who was most definitely doing a pee dance now.
“I can go in here by myself if you want to take her to the other bathroom,” Brody said.
“Nope. We’re in here now. Come on.”
Brody moved away to take care of himself while the Fox led Autumn into the cubicle. At least the bathrooms were all clean. Last thing he wanted was one of his babies getting sick. Standing her in front of the toilet, he reached under her skirt for her panties.
“Daddy! I can do this myself.”
“Daddy is going to help you.”
She didn’t protest again as he drew her panties down.
Holding up her skirt, he helped her sit, then he placed his hands on her thighs.
“Daddy, I can’t do this with you in here.”
“Of course, you can. You can do anything in front of me.”
She groaned, looking like she was in pain.
“Let go,” he told her. But he did stand and step back. She immediately started to pee.
Once she’d finished and he’d helped her clean up, she turned to him and Brody.
“Come on! Let’s go! I want some more stuffies. I’m going to fill a whole room with stuffies and they shall be my servants and soldiers and I will rule the world.” Autumn held one hand up into the air as though she was commanding an army of stuffies already.
As far as he was concerned, she did rule the world. Or their small corner of it.
Autumn rushed to the door.
“Bunny, wait for us.”
“Can’t wait, Daddy. Got to go!”
She rushed out the door and he frowned. Seemed someone needed a reminder that she should obey him.
He’d seen the perfect spanking spot too.
Taking hold of Brody’s hand, he led him to the bathroom door. Time to find his girl and smack her naughty bottom.
Fun times.
A scream of terror had him freezing. He turned to Brody. “Get back into the bathroom, lock yourself in a stall, and stay there.”
Brody stared up at him with wide eyes. “What?”
“Now, Brody. Or I swear when we are safe, I’ll take a belt to your ass.”
Brody nodded and stumbled back.
The Fox turned toward where the scream came from. He didn’t have time to make sure that Brody obeyed him.