Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. TITLE: Mellie's Forever Home Author:Ophelia's Fever 2016 Contact me at: opheliasfever(at)gmail.com Codes:Mg, Fg, ped, reluc, DDlg Summary: Mellie has bounced from foster home to foster home, losing much of her childhood in the process. Now, Mellie has a forever home and a chance to relive her childhood...with a twist. Disclaimer: This is a literary work intended for adult (18+) audiences. By reading my story you consent to the understanding that this is a work of fiction for adults. All characters are a figment of my imagination for entertainment purposes only. ********************************************************** Mellie Gets a Forever Home "Mellie... Mommy and I would love to have you join our little family." Daddy said, standing over me and Mommy in the large and quiet study, hunter green paneling on the walls, and a light smell of cigar smoke. This was Daddy's room, where Daddy conducted grown up business. "Really...?" I said, incredibly happy but also with tears in my eyes. "Do you mean it? You really want me? No one has ever wanted me before..." looking up into Daddy's eyes, I could tell he meant every word. I spent my life as a foster, shunted from home to home from the age of four until now, it was the only life I knew. I grew up way too young, and never really learned what it meant to have a loving and firm Mommy and Daddy. Now, at the edge of turning 13, I finally found my forever home. "Yes, Darling.. We already love you so much!" Mommy said, snuggling me close on the couch, smelling of jasmine and promises, "We have been waiting for the right little girl for a long time." "The adoption papers are signed and it's official, your new name is now Melissandre Cole, but of course, you will forever be Mellie to us." I jumped up from Mommy's loving embrace to also embrace Daddy, so strong and tall in his grey slacks and loafers, maybe a little old fashioned but still so perfect. "I am so lucky, so very lucky." I mumble into Daddy's cotton shirt, tears staining his chest while Daddy rubbed my back. I had been living with Robert and Sarah for the last 6 months or so to determine if we were a good fit. They seemed to understand that I deeply needed to be loved and trained as a little girl, since I missed that years before, and I was eager and ready for their love and guidance. "Now that we are a family, there are some rules that you will need to follow, Mellie." Daddy said, pushing me back down onto the couch. "There are some things we have done to test you here and there the last several months and Mommy and I believe that you are ready to take them on, to train yourself to be our very good little girl forever... Do you want that, too, Mellie?" "Oh, yes, yes I do!" I squealed, barely able to contain my excitement and hope. "So to start, here are the House Rules: effective immediately, you will be home schooled. Mommy will teach you everything you need to learn. It will be a very different kind of education than you have had thus far, and far more useful. In addition to that, while you are almost 13, you sadly did not get to enjoy most of your childhood, so we will be revisiting that together. Mellie, you need to live as a little baby and we will provide you the outlet for that so you can be the very sweet little girl we know you are and can be..." Daddy moved behind his desk to take out a small notebook. "Here are all the House Rules to start with, but I will outline them briefly. Mellie, I am always Daddy to you, and Sarah is always Mommy. No Mom, no Dad, no Mother, no Father...Mommy and Daddy only. Effective immediately, you will drink only from two-handled cups, sippy cups, you will also wear clothes befitting a sweet little girl, not the crap teenagers are wearing today. You are not allowed to use any grown up words and when referring to yourself, call yourself Baby and certain body parts of yours are "cunny" and "bottom". Ouchie, pee pee, sweetie and so on are prefered used words for baby. No internet, movies, TV shows, or anything else not permitted by Mommy and Daddy. No going outside, talking to strangers or friends without Mommy and Daddy's approval. When you need to go to the bathroom you must ask permission. When you go pee you must leave the door open and let one of us know when you are done so we can help you wipe. Any breaking of these rules trigger a timeout, a favorite toy taken from you, a spanking, standing in the corner, denial of cummies, or being put to bed early. And, while I know that this is a lot to remember for a Baby girl like yourself, you will also get many good things like our everlasting love and protection of our little Mellie. A beautiful room full of toys, fit for a princess. Pleasure like you have never had, and training in how to be a very good girl for Daddy. So, for our first step, you need to get into appropriate clothes, little girl. Out of your old clothes, Mellie..." Daddy presented me with a beautiful pink gift box, tied with a bow. "Go ahead and open it, baby girl." Sitting on the couch, I was stunned to hear about all these rules from Daddy, and a little scared, too. But, I also felt... curious about them. My whole life I ran like a wild banshee through every dysfunctional house that would have me, neglected and uncared for. Now, I had the opportunity to do it all over again by a Mommy and Daddy who mean the best for me. Who want to make things right. The rules kind of made my stomach tickle just hearing them. Grasping the box I shook it, to Mommy and Daddy's chuckle. It just slid softly inside like clothes do... In the careful way that neglected children do, I slowly unwrapped the gift, piece by piece, savoring every moment of a beautifully wrapped gift. Sliding the pink ribbon off the box, I left the top to gasp at the contents. Inside was a lovely pink silk dress, puffy princess sleeves and a scalloped collar with a wide white satin sash. White lace ankle socks and white maryjane shoes completed the outfit. Also, I noticed that there were no bra or panties. "Ah, yes I see you noticed it might be missing some things that you are used to. Well... little girls don't need a bra, do they? Also, Mommy and Daddy need to have access to your little girl pussy for rewards, punishments, and whatever we need to do to make you a good little girl. Go ahead and put on the outfit. Don't be shy, Mellie, Mommy and Daddy love you very much." Blushing uncontrollably and with shaking hands, I undid my skinny jeans and shucked them to the floor. I then pulled off my tank top. Still standing in my panties and bra, I found I was shaking too much, too nervous to compete the rest. "Here, my sweet baby, let me help you out of the rest of that..." Mommy said, rising up off the couch to unhook my bra (not that I had much as an A cup) and slid its straps down my arms. "You are such a pretty, pretty baby..." Mommy murmured, reaching forward and cupping my titties, swiping her thumbs along my pink nipples as they stiffened in the cool room. Planting kisses on my shoulder. "Mellie, you are such a pretty little baby, you make Mommy and Daddy so happy." Lightly pulling on my nipples, I felt a zing of electricity go from there right into my tummy. It felt kinda naughty, coming from Mommy, like I was doing something wrong, but my body told me that it felt really good. "Mmm.. see Mellie, when you are a good baby you get a reward. These are rewards because you make Mommy happy." Mommy said, continuing to pull and roll my little pink nubs. "You can trust Mommy to make you feel very, very good." Mommy said while then running her hands down my sides, down my pale tummy and to my panties. "These also need to come off, darling..." she whispered, sliding them down my thighs to drop to the floor. "Oh, look, Robert! Our sweet baby is still bald! I knew we made the right choice with our Mellie!" I felt very exposed and cold, trembling and nervous under Daddies' gaze. I could not look at him or Mommy, my face so hot and flushed with shyness. Daddy stepped closer, "Oh my little Mellie, what a beautiful little baby you are! From the top of your red hair down to your little puffy pussy, heaven made you our perfect princess to treasure." Daddy took the babydoll dress from its box, "Hands up, darling." Daddy murmured and how could I not melt under so much love? Maybe they were right, maybe I was a special little girl in need of training. Raising my hands into the air, Daddy pulled the babydoll dress over my head and down. The dress was extremely short, the hem of its lace edge (and it was the finest made clothing I've ever worn) coming to just barely cover my bottom, if I moved or bent over in any portion it would reveal me completely. The pink dress was also very sheer, my nippled and small breasts totally discernible under the dress. "Foot up!" Daddy said, and hand on Daddy for balance I raised each foot while Daddy places ankle lace socks, then maryjane shoes on each foot. Meanwhile, Mommy was brushing my long red hair and braiding them into pony tails. Each one tipped with a big pink bow. Once done, both Mommy and Daddy stood back to admire their work. "Sarah, I think our Baby is missing something..." "Oh yes, her collar! How could I forget?" Mommy hurriedly rounded the large desk in Daddy's study and pulled out a pink and emerald studded collar. "Bend over honey and let me put this last piece on you. Forever our sweet baby. Now, are you ready to see the lovely room we have prepared for you?" Mommy said buckling my lovely new collar and enveloping me in a huge hug. "Mommy loves her baby." she whispered in my ear while massaging my bottom. Grabbing each cheek into her hands. "Does baby want to make Mommy and Daddy happy?" she murmured, well nailed hand just creeping to the slit of my bottom. Shaking but still excited I leaned into Mommies embrace. I wanted to make them happier than anything else in the world. ********************************************************** Your feedback means so much to me. Please reach me at: opheliasfever(at)gmail.com