My Vaccination Fantasy -- (Author) babyann

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Author: babyann
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2021 at 10:05 AM
Content: My fantasy from today’s vaccination. (I hope this one does not need to be edited by @kerry again! I can imagine she will be worried seeing the title!!)

I got vaccinated today. I was so excited to be able to get it finally, but actually it was a bit of an anticlimax, so I added some fantasies of how I wished it would have been… I was excited but also a bit nervous, and as the time grew closer, I began to question Mommy about it, and all the negative things people had been saying about the vaccination.

“Don’t be silly, Ann, you know that I have already had it, and Bill Gates hasn’t put any money into my account yet, and nor is my signal any better on my iPhone!” Mommy chided me, teasingly.

“But will the needle hurt me?” I asked worried.

“No, I will make sure no one hurts my little baby.” promised Mommy as She wrapped me in her arms and kissed my head.

“I just want to stay here, just like this, forever” I whispered to the world. Mommy happened to be the only person in the world that actually heard me. But as She is the important person in my life, it was enough.

“You are an absolute time thief Ann, as I was never late for anything until you came into my life, but now I always seem to be rushing a little behind schedule all the time” Mommy announced trying to move me off Her lap.

“That can’t be right, Mommy. Because…I don’t think you have a little behind…”

Silence.

“You cheeky little madam!”

I shrieked as Mommy went to swat my butt as I tried to launch myself off Her. Mommy did catch me and made me wear my pacifier so I couldn’t be rude again.

Of course, we did end up running late, so I made Mommy a latte in her travel mug and managed to make myself up a bottle too, while She got herself ready, putting on just the right amount of makeup around her gorgeous eyes.

The real story is that Mommy dropped me off for my vaccination, I waited in the queue for 2 ½ hours, got jabbed, and then Mommy collected me…boring…

But this bit is where the fantasy goes…

We drove at Mommy’s mad break neck speed to the vaccination centre. But the closer we got, the littler I became, and as we pulled into the car park I was nursing on my pacifier playing with toys on the seat. Mommy had to make a phone call to tell her work that she would be late for work, as she knew she would have to wait with me.

So Mommy let me bring my teddy bear into the waiting room, and we walked in hand in hand, after she had carefully looped face masks on us both. At least my face mask covered my pacifier. Mommy showed them my phone so they could see that I had the proper appointment for the vaccination, and then I sat on Mommy’s lap on a seat in the waiting room. We did get some strange looks from different people, but we didn’t care. Why do people have to stare at a Mommy and Her toddler just waiting in the queue. We did have to wait a long time, and eventually Mommy noticed that I had wet my nappy, when She did a diaper check. I was sort of dozing, cuddling my teddy bear, while resting my head against Her.

She whispered, “you are a bit wet aren’t you, sweetheart?” I nodded my head, guilty, before Mommy continued, “don’t worry baby, but we will have to wait to change you, OK? After the jab, you have to rest for 20 minutes, so I will change you then.” I nodded again at this planning, it must make sense if Mommy said so.

But I kept thinking about what Mommy said, so I took my pacifier out from under my mask and turned, placing a hand each side of Mommy’s head, so She had to look directly at me, as I had a serious question to ask Her, “Mommy…,” I began, “will the jab hurt me?” I searched for the answer in Her dark, beautiful eyes. They are so deep and expressive. I watched closely as She returned the look.

“No, of course not! You, of all people, should not be worried about needles!” Mommy replied, giving me a supportive hug. But She could sense the increased tension in my body, so She stroked my hair and asked if I wanted my bottle. I thought hard about that. Did I want to be seen in this waiting room nursing on my bottle? Or is the taste of the milk, and the action of nursing on the bottle worth it? Mommy watched my eyes as all these thoughts went through my mind, before reaching into Her bag and retrieving my bottle. I smile and snuggled up against Her warm, comfortable breasts as She removed the cap of the baby bottle, slipped off my little flowery face mask and gently placed the rubber teat between my lips, to enable me to nurse on it. I closed my eyes and wriggled my legs a bit as the still warm milk started to flow down into my tummy.

Mommy’s fingers found their way to check my nappy again under my skirt, but determined the cloth could hold quite a bit more before She risked me leaking on Her, and we enjoyed a few moments of bliss as She held the bottle to my mouth and we snuggled on the chair. Finally, my name was called, and Mommy placed the bottle back into Her bag, re-attached my flowery face mask before leading me to one of the vaccination stations at the front. The nurse there looked a bit surprised to see two people, but Mommy explained that She had already received Her jabs, and now it was my turn. Mommy had carefully chosen a sleeveless sundress for me to wear, with a little white cardigan to keep me warm. Mommy helped me slide an arm out of the soft white wool, and She held me closely as the nurse wiped my arm with a cold wipe, much colder than a baby wipe. Then she jabbed me. It didn’t hurt, and I was a big girl, and I didn’t cry at all. The nurse apologised that she didn’t have a nice sticker with a unicorn on it to place on my arm, but she put a nice pink sticker on my arm, before Mommy led me into the recovery room.

There were a few people sat in there already, waiting for their 20 minutes to finish before they could leave. Mommy led me to the back of the room, where she got me to lie on the floor and then She quickly removed my wet nappy, placing it in a fragranced nappy bag, and dropping that now heavy bag into her large shoulder bag. She slid a fresh new disposable under my bottom and fastened the tapes firmly at the front, after powdering me all over. She said She should have put me in disposables to start with this morning, as she slid the plastic panties up my legs. She ticked my tummy before pulling me to my feet, and then pulled the hem down and settled the skirt, ensuring that it properly covered my nappy. The disposable felt quite different and really thin after my cloth diapers. As always, She gave me a love pat on my bottom when She finished as She knows that action sends a wonderful wave right through my body. The bottom pat was followed up by a hug. Mommy knows I need lots of hugs.

I remained the happiest girl in the whole world, feeling safe and secure in Mommy’s arms. Mommy placed the pacifier back in my mouth, before hiding it again behind my face mask. I could only look at Mommy’s wonderful, sexy eyes as She sorted me out, the rest of her gorgeous face hidden behind the mask. It gave her a slightly mysterious look I decided, as no one could see her face expressions. I could gaze into Her eyes for eternity, I decided, as I admired the shape and colour of Her very expressive eyes. She smiled when She caught me gazing into Her eyes, but suggested ice cream on the way home, as I had been such a good girl.

I whispered an apology, “sorry, Mommy, for wetting my nappy”.

“Don’t be a silly baby!” She admonished me, “we dress you in nappies, because we know, and expect you to wet them, darling. You never have to apologise for wetting your nappy. I love you for who you are, and you are my darling baby daughter, who still wets her nappies!”

“And I love You too, Mommy”

She took my hand and we headed off for ice cream on the way home.

That would have been a much better way of getting jabbed I reckon. I hope that my fantasy meets the requirements this time…. I decided not to include the wild sex we then had, when we got home! But that wasn’t fantasy…or was it…??

But seriously, this is fun to put my strange fantasies into text. Would people like me to do some more of this. I do have some more bouncing around, one about dog walking, and another about Lolita fashion. I am writing these down in my diary anyway, so it would be easy to add them here, if people enjoy them. If not they can remain in my journal…although there is a chance that some could easily be turned into reality.

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Author: babyann
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2021 at 11:23 AM
Content:

BelGeorge said:

(and I am equally interested in your true stories).

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Most (all?) of my stories from now on will involve Mommy, and She protects Her privacy, and I must respect Her wishes. So, I can’t really share too many of them…. Although, we may need to come to an agreement. You see She reads everything that I scribble down, and I have written another fantasy here, that She says excited Her so much that it should not remain just a fantasy!! So I am not sure what happens then when a fantasy becomes real. Hmmm…a real conundrum!! But She loves reading my scribbles, so i will continue scribbling. Sometimes she will even challenge me to find a fresh fantasy too. She does admit that it turns Her on, knowing She has such a kinky daughter!!

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Author: babyann
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2021 at 12:27 PM
Content: It is… and even more so to Mommy. She has been burned by exposure from other people online before. On another site, some people worked out who She was and embarrassed Her, so I tread carefully. But, she read a fantasy I have written about dog walking (we are always walking her doggies somewhere, as they have too much energy otherwise…like now I am writing this with one of them lying on me using me as his dog bed!!). So I don’t know what will happen there. Maybe I should write about someone giving me loads of money if my fantasies are going to come true??

BelGeorge said:

Of course you are supposed to post only the things you and your Mommy like to share. Privacy is really important.

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