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Prologue
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The delivery had gone as smoothly, as I could have hoped for. I’m still tired, after the ordeal.
My daughter is doing well; which is the most important, in this case. (At least, to me.)
Nothing stands out; as she is a normal girl, for her age.
Most of the time, I lie on my bed; my daughter by my side, aside from when I feed her or she is having a test. (All her tests are coming back: Green) She is after all a healthy little Baby-girl. I’m quietly celebrating her healthy status, while I guess I could not care less for if she had ben a Boy or a girl. I’m still happy, for her to be a girl, all the same. (Why shouldn’t I?)
At first, she was crying, when she was hungry; but I managed to predict when she was hungry, after a while. (Why not just spare her the stress, of being hungry enough to scream?)
While she is awake, I am focusing on her; Exclusively. (Particularly the first day!)
While she is sleeping, I take the time to eat and talk to the others in the room. (Well, but why not?)
Once everything is taken care of, including the social time with the fellow mothers; I take the time resting and reading. (Just that I choose to surf the net; browsing sites of interest, largely sites related to Babies.)
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In the end, one site in particular is standing out: “Rarity, for you”.
While it is not strictly Baby-items; but she apparently has clothes and Baby-articles aplenty, of high quality. (Her prices are surprisingly generous, from what I could see.)
“Cat-suit” I read, looking at the illustration.
“How cute, and Adorable!” I ponder, as I am looking at the image and reading the details about the specific suit.
This suit comes in a set, four pieces. I can see it in four individual colours; White, Black, Red and Yellow. (How curious!)
Of course; the suit does come with both the characteristic Cat-ears and a matching tail. (I find the image irresistible.)
I am fairly sure; I have a few Side-glances from the other women, even the Nurse. (But that’s fine, I don’t particularly mind; I’m not looking at any inappropriate materials, after all.)
A Full-body Latex Cat-suit, just crafted out of Silicone in place of the traditional Latex, one would have been expecting.
“Just how ‘Cat-like’ is this Cat-suit?” I ponder, as I am looking at the suit for the third time.
She has other clothes, in my daughter’s size, from what I can see. (They all come in sets of four, for some reason; but, why?) Either way, I finally do cave in; ordering this fabulous suit for my daughter. (I actually do order a suit for myself, too.)
If anyone is looking over my shoulder; but there are no comments, or any overt reactions on the items I had been looking at (as I was browsing the site: “Rarity, for You”). Not that I had been expecting any reactions, either.
It’s a bit curious; to see a Swim-suit for a girl this young. (Isn’t it?) Though these suits are stylish and protects her modesty to a T. (I see the same size and colours in the set.)
Furthermore; there is a set containing: Top, Skirt, Gloves and Stockings. (How curious...) Though I guess it is in the theme of this Princess-trend. (It seems to be the latest Scream, right now.) While the ensemble is curious to the point, I flip it by with little consideration.
But wait; there is more. Well; but of course, there is more. Rarity is presenting me with an overwhelming wealth of option, from which to choose. (Not that I mind.) I love options, and variety.
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The Nurses always maintain a respectful distance; while performing their given tasks. (Though there appears to be a few more Nurses, than I had been expecting; just as they seem to be seen in places they could not have been in, based on where they had been seen a mere moment before!!)
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The suit I had ordered is finally delivered, but just in time for me to pick it up; I have a full day, in which to enjoy this suit before I leave the Maternity-ward of the Hospital. (The Hospitality is well above and beyond what I had been expecting, though!)
While I am receiving the package, in the form of the brownish beige package; the other three are receiving their own package, similar to the one I receive. (Not that I complain, as I am nodding in understanding.)
Once I have my package before me, I carefully break the seal and open the package; before I am folding the flaps aside, in order to reveal the promised content.
There is a small, white envelope on top of the inner package. I pick up the envelope, slipping it up; before I am extracting its content (the Packing Note), whereupon I promptly read the text.
“One (01) Packing Note”.
“One (01) White Latex (High-grade Silicone) suit.
“One (01) Yellow Latex (High-grade Silicone) suit.
“One (01) Red Latex (High-grade Silicone) suit.
“One (01) Black Latex (High-grade Silicone) suit.
I have five items, All-in-all; whereof four of them are the actual content I had ordered, while the last item on the list is the Packing-note these packages routinely include (as per regulations).
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Once I had finally extracted the content of my order, an impromptu Hearth’s warming moment ensues, as each is handing a package to each of the others. (Leading to everyone having the same amount of packages, as before; only with a different suit, in place of the different colour of said suit.)
Who is to complain; certainly not I. Not just because it isn’t my thing: to complain; but, because this arrangement is actually more enticing, than the option.
Each package is labeled. Just that these labels are marked by Name. (The name on each label is matching the girl it had been intended for.)
Once I finally do examine these boxes; I notice that each are labeled with the name I had been planning to give my Daughter. (Did Rarity know the name of my Daughter, like St Clause always knows if you had been Nice or Naughty?)
Once we had all exchanged gifts, each of us is returning to the seat; whereupon I am opening the packages, one at the time. (Knowing they will be doing the same, even if I don’t look up in order to see if they were.)
Even if these packages had been labeled, the moment (and the experience) is not lost on any of us.
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Of course; I do find the Silicone-White Cat-suit, just as I had been expecting. (I had after all ordered it, with the expressed purpose, of dressing my daughter up in it. {For her to enjoy wearing it.}) Likewise; I find the Swim-suit and the other ensembles I had been looking at. Even if I had opted not to order these. I can only imagine: they had opted to order them, in my stead. (As it were.)
I chose the first opportunity, to slip her into the new Cat-suit; while I had her naked, as I had swapped her old and used diaper. (Well, but why not?)
Incidentally; she is falling asleep, shortly after I had swapped her diaper and dressed her up in the Cat-suit. (How will she be reacting on this; once she wakes up, in the new and unfamiliar suit?)
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She is so cute, while she is sleeping. (I can’t help, but finding her relaxed form adorable; where she lies, sleeping.)
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As I wake up, something is off in a very peculiar and curious manner I simply can’t quite put a finger on.
I am clearly lying on my belly, but that isn’t the weird thing about my situation. (Not really.) I have all my legs folded comfortably under myself, where I lie; not all that strange, to me. (Why should it be?)
Okay, my hands had turned into Silicone-white Cat-paws? I guess this is a bit weird. (Isn’t it?)
“Is this a dream?” I ponder; “Because: if it is, I guess this should be fun!” I conclude.
“Dreams are weird!” I declare, as I continue to explore myself and the environment in which I lie.
“Uhm, what is that?” I ponder; as I am hearing a noise, realizing that my ears are twitching in the effort of pinpointing the sound I had just heard. (My ears swivel in order to follow the sound I am focusing on; just like a Cat, even if I have no idea what a Cat even is.)
I had two options; I had opted to assume it is a dream (weird as it may be), and simply roll with it as if it had been natural. (Well; in a dream, it could very well be! Who am I to say, as I don’t have enough experience to say.)
As a Cat, this would all be quite natural; nothing to make a mess out of, or get scared.
As a Cat; I also have a pretty tail, aside from the pointy ears on top of my head and the short muzzle where my nose and mouth were.
Just that I don’t have any fur, but rather this smooth Silicone-white skin. (I don’t mind.)
Maybe the fur could have been fun; but since I don’t have a fur, there is nothing more to it. (Even if I would have been confused; if I knew what a Cat is, and what it is looking like.)
As a Cat, I can stand up (easily), as well as move about (on all fours).>
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Pass: - "Faux Pas" Confirmed..
A Dream
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Nyah, Nyah, Nyah; Neon Cat
