"Oh, sweetie pie. I came as soon as I heard the chair break. Are you alright?" You try to say, "I'm okay," but it doesn't come out clearly, as your mouth is still full of cake. You look up to see the inverted face of a concerned woman above you that you had never seen before, yet you remembered as your girlfriend/big. "I'm sorry, Tubbykins. What was that?" She asked, using a pet name she had for you while you swallowed the last bit of cake. "I'm okay." You say in a childish tone of voice you've never heard yourself use before. Your girlfriend looked relieved instantly. "Okay well, just don't scare me like that again. If you want to stuff that cute, little-piggy face of yours, just let me know, and I'll be happy to feed you." You blush as she touches the front of your diaper. "You're wet, little miss, and it looks like you got some cake down there too. Let's get you cleaned up." Your girlfriend helps you to your feet, and your legs immediately start to wobble. "Now, now." she catches you just before you fall backward. "I know you like to crawl, but I know you can walk like a big girl, and I need you to do that for me now, okay?" You nod, unexpectedly feeling your legs steady, putting one foot in front of the other, beginning to waddle behind your girlfriend to the bathroom. "Now, it's late so straight to bed after your bath."
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