Mama Luna - Part 4

>Luna looks to you with a cheerful smile on her face
>"Awww It's nothing at all, sweetie. That's what Mommy is here for!"
>She embraces you tighter and gives you a kiss on the forehead
>"Now, Anon... you need to call me 'Mommy' from now on whenever you talk to me. Otherwise I won't respond. And if you don't, you will be punished, okay?"
>Seriously? What the fuck
>She already had full control of you because of magic and the obnoxious mittens she put on you, and now she is trying to scratch into your dignity further?
>You have to get out of here soon
>You don't know how much longer you can put up with this
>You had a feeling you were going to regret giving her that small victory
"Lun-uh.. Mommy, why is that so necessary? I think that is a bit much to as-mmmph"
>Luna sticks your pacifier back in your mouth, to which you instinctively suckle a few times
>"Now, now, Anon... No need for so much big-boy talk. I can trust you and your mouth will be on their best behaviors, right?
>You nod
>"And that's why I'll take off your paci strap for being a good baby!"
>Well, at least there is some relief
>You happily take this offer


>"Well, little Anon, it is getting close to your bed time, lets go get you ready!"
>'Wait... Bedtime? What time is it?' you think
>You look over at the nearest clock
>The hands read 9:00
>You guess that you did lose track of time over the course of the previous events, and you never checked what time you ended up in here
>And seeing as there are no windows in this particular room, you couldn't have looked outside for a guess on the time of day
>Luna lifts you with her magic onto the large changing table
>She unbuttons the onesie you have on and pulls it off of you, leaving you in just your bare diaper
>You almost forgot how embarrassingly fluffy the thing was on you
>Perhaps you just got used to the feeling after the few hours that have past
>Luna pats the front of your diaper
>"Well I'm glad my little Anon is nice and dry!"
>Yeah... because I would ever use this thing
>This brings your attention to the still lingering taste of milk in your mouth
>And the ever growing pressure in your bladder
>All that milk is starting to go through you
>'Nah, I'm fine. I've held my piss in for hours at a time' you think
>You will definitely be out of here in a few hours at most... you will find a way
>You hope...


>It is a bit chilly in the room with nothing but a diaper on you
>surprise, surprise, Luna is about to take care of that
>"Here is your nice new footie pajamas, Anon!"
>She lifts a large light blue footed pajama onesie
>Of course, the design matches the other onesie
>"Oh, I'll have to thank those tailors for custom making your cute new clothes! Don't you just love them?"
>You roll your eyes in disagreement
>"...well I do, anyways..."
>Like eye rolling will halt anything
>"Now lets get your poofy little butt ready for bed..."
>Luna lifts your legs to slide your feet into the pajamas and pulls it up your body
>When it came to your arms, you protest this by crossing them
>"Anon... be a good boy and put your arm in your pajamas for Mommy... or else you know what I'll have to do..."
>Try as you might to gain some form of control of the situation, you know better than to fool yourself
>With a sigh, you lift your arms, which are quickly enveloped in the soft warm sleeves of the pajamas
>"There you go! Isn't it so nice and warm?" She says as she nuzzles your cheek
>To be honest, it did feel nicer than being bare bottomed, well more or less, in here
>And it was indeed soft... it was all fleecy on the inside
>Luna sits you up, an audible crinkle coming from your diaper as you do
>Luna finally zips up the back of the pajamas
*click*
>"There, now you won't be able to accidentally slip out of your comfy 'jammies!"
>Seriously... she has a lock on this one to?
>Godfuckingdammit
>As if you could mess with it anyway, with the mitts you are constantly reminded of


>Luna lifts you into a very large crib adjacent to the changing table
>You notice along with the white sheets, oversized baby blankets, and stuffed animals in the crib...
>This crib is fucking huge
>You know that this thing is... well... designed for adults and all, ponies included, but still...
>And nothing different... regular crib look and regular rods on it... but just it's size...
>Holy shit
>The crib's gate must be at least 6 feet tall, along with the crib being another 2 or 3 feet raised off the floor
>Where the hell does someone even get something like this?
>Your thoughts are halted as you feel contact with the sheets, as you are laid on your back in the crib, another crinkle coming from your rear end
>Being put down forces a bit of pressure on your bladder, making you feel a bit of urgency in the moment, but you mask the slight discomfort behind your pacifier
>"Aright, little Anon... time for you to go night-nights!" Luna says with a coo
>"And theres nothing special here, nothing you need to do... just rest..."
>With that, she plants a kiss on your forhead and raises the bar on the crib to the top with a click to signify it is locked in place
>That kiss...
>It made you feel... weird...
>It is a familiar feeling, though... it feels...
>Safe
>It makes you think back to your real mother when you were little for a moment, and how she tucked you in every night...
>And every night you went to bed feeling warm, secure, and happy
>The only thing really missing in Luna's case was...
>"Goodnight, Anon... Have sweet dreams..."
>"...and I love you."
>Your heart stops for a second as you hear these words, and all you can do is stare at her, wide eyed and pacifier in mouth
>You just watch as she turns away and walks to the door...
>...turns out the light...
>And closes the door
*click*