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I squirmed nervously.

“Do you need to go potty, little one?” Vanessa asked.

I nodded, not really needing to go to the bathroom, but wanting to have a moment to myself.

Unfortunately I’d underestimated how young the Landrys thought I wanted to be as Vanessa took my hand and led me to the “potty.”

“I can do it,” I insisted once I was standing in front of the toilet.

“I’m sure you can, but Mommy wants to help you.” She reached for the button on my jeans, but stopped. Her cool hands against my skin made me shiver. “Unless you need to use a safe word. We can use red, yellow, and green, since those are the Ranch standards. If we need to change it up later, we can discuss that.”

I loved how take-charge they were being. It took all the guesswork out and allowed me to just be, but it was also nerve-wracking because it was nothing like I’d ever experienced.

“I don’t need a safe word.” I told her, deciding to just roll with it until I couldn’t anymore.

Vanessa unbuttoned my pants and peeled them down over my bottom all the way to my knees. I felt my face heat with embarrassment as my panties followed suit.

Thankfully, I kept myself meticulously groomed and didn’t have to be embarrassed about that.

Vanessa clicked her tongue. “Little girls should have bare kitties; we’ll have to talk about that,” she informed me like it was the most natural thing in the world to comment on another woman’s pubic hair.

“Okay baby, I’m going to step out and give you a little privacy. I don't want to overwhelm you. Go potty and let me know when you’re all done.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I nodded, waiting for her to leave before I sat and did my business.

I rested my head in my hands as I relieved myself. Not much had even happened and my nerves were completely shot. How was I going to go through with this?

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. This couple was offering me everything I had ever wanted, and stuff I didn’t even know I wanted until this opportunity had all but landed in my lap. I owed it to myself to at least see where it took me.

I finished, and not really knowing how much I was supposed to do by myself, I cleaned myself up, flushed, and pulled up my pants before I announced I was all done.

“Good girl. Did you wash your hands?”

I blushed at the embarrassment that I hadn’t thought of that on my own.

“Not yet.”

“Scootch, washing your hands after you potty is important.”

“I know,” I snapped a little more harshly than I’d planned.

Vanessa paused for a second, her face a stern unamused mask as she pointed to the sink.

I barely refrained from covering my bottom as I walked past her to the sink. If I’d have snapped at one of the Ranch staff like that, I’d be sure to get a hard swat as I walked past. One didn’t come, and I didn’t know if I was relieved or frustrated.

CHAPTER4

NATASHA

Iwashed my hands and took Vanessa’s hand as she led me back out into the main room of the suite. Zack had moved to the couch, and that’s where Vanessa headed, as well. She guided me to sit next to Zack and sat on the other side of me, making a Tasha sandwich. I couldn’t help but giggle as the nerves bubbled to the surface.

“Is something funny, little one?” Zack asked. His smile and kind eyes drew me in.

“You have dimples.” I reached up and touched the indentation on one of his cheeks.

“Yes, I do. And you’re adorable.” He tapped my nose. “But we need to have a serious conversation now. Are you in a safe head space where you can do that? Are you able to fully consent when you’re in Little space, I mean?”

I nodded. “My… umm… Little side is just kind of part of me. It’s kinda fluid, as in it comes and goes depending on situations and people I’m with. Sometimes I can slip into Little space for just a couple of minutes when something makes me super happy or I see something I like, but I can snap back to being big pretty instantaneously. I’m sorry if that’s confusing.”

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