Soul Eater: Blood of Youth- Continuation (Private for thelonegrunt and Sami-Chan)

Now Patti couldn't move. She could shove Blair off of her while I this form, and planned to as well, but the cat looked so adorable. Adorable things aside from herself were the things that distracted her the most. She soon proceeded to pet Blair's head and listen the the rewarding purr than came with it, cooing as she did so. "Awws! Coot kiddy."

Blair sighed in relief, knowing that this would work on the girl who was easily distracted by cute things. Perhaps now she could get some rest after all, and have someone gently stroke her head as she did so. She always liked the feeling.
The most rewarding part of this for Blair was that Patti was completely immobilized by her being on her lap. She wouldn't have to deal with anything the girl brought up right now. Or so she thought.

Patti was intellengent, more so that anybody credited her for (or at least saw). The girl waited until Blair was asleep, so much so that she wouldn't be disturbed when she picked her up and placed her beside her on the couch. This took place an hour and a half after they were set there, and when she did this, Patti went back to Soul's room where she previously wanted to explore in.

Blair simply rested on the couch, unaware of what the girl had done. She had once again become placed into a deep sleep, one which finally allowed her to escape the stress of dealing with others. She was only in her own world, for the time being.

Patti explored the room more carefully this time, remembering her last mistake caused her fun to be cut shorter than planned. Again, she rummaged through the clothing first, but this time emptying all of the drawers. Soul's room seemed to be less exciting than Maka's, but a few items still caught her interest, like the lava lamp on the night desk, something which was on. She tried to pull it off by the cord, not knowing the consequences to this. It shattered on impact to the floor and spread the contents inside all over the carpet, the noise of the glass making Patti gasp. She was unharmed, but worried it would wake up Blair.

The girl waited a few moments to hear the cat's voice, but once only hearing silence, she continued her little adventure. The next thing she did was raid whatever was underneath the bed, disappointed when only cobwebs encased her face, which made her sneeze. Moving on to the desktop, Patti pulled down an unknown item from it. However, a pair of scissors came down as well, unknowingly to the girl. As a result, the pair of scissors hit her arm and made a small cut. It wasn't anything too threatening, but it drew blood, and this frightened Patti. Slowly, she began to cry, first starting off quietly, but soon growing in volume.

Blair was actually in too deep of a sleep to wake out from the loud shattering of glass. Since it was a quick and sudden sound, it did not immediately break her from sleeping. It took a few moments later with the sounds of increasing cries to cause her to stir about in her sleep. Slowly she started to open her eyes, beginning to realize that she was now alone on the couch. "Ugh, now what?" The woman groaned, awaking fully and transforming back into the form of a human. In a few moments, though, she could hear the girl's pleading cries and started to feel a little bad, so she rushed to where the noise was coming from: Soul's room.

Once she entered, the entire room was a disaster. Clothes slung everywhere, a lava lump busted onto the floor, a random pair of scissors thrown onto the ground, and Patti, crying her little eyes out in the middle of it all. Blair was taken by complete surprise and would have gotten angry in any other circumstance, but the poor girl looked so miserable. Quickly, Blair walked to her and lifted her back up into her arms, not yet noticing the small cut on arm. "Shh, it's okay, sweetheart. It's okay, just relax. You're alright." Blair cooed, anxiously trying to get the girl to calm down.

Patti continued to cry from the pain in her arm. The blood began to drip off of her as it was left unattended, but still it was a small amount. Seeing that Blair must not have seen it right away, she lifted her arm up to show her, still crying loudly. "B-boo-boo!" Patti wailed, wanting to get rid of the pain.

"Oh no! You poor dear!" Blair said, getting worried at first but then seeing it was but a slight scratch. With the girl in her arms, Blair went to the kitchen, placing Patti onto the counter-top. She grabbed a pack of band-aids and then went to ring out a wash cloth full of warm water. Returning to the girl, she very gently held her arm out, placing the damp rag on it and allowing the very minimal amount of blood to soak up into it. Seeing that it was starting to go away, Blair took out a fresh bandage and slapped it onto the area, allowing it to take care of the rest. "There we go, no more boo-boo." Blair said, lifting the crying girl back into her arms, bouncing her gently up and down in hopes to calm her down. She would need to do that first before she could deal with Soul's room.

"Tank oo." Patti said quietly. Her tears soon stopped flowing, but was still sniffling and hiccuping. She balled her hips and held them to her cheat as Blair continued to comfort her. Patti, however, remained upset, and wished to not be. She knew one way how Liz did so whenever she would get upset and to get her to calm down fully. "Hungwy."

It seemed as if the girl would not be quite comforted right away, as the girl was ready to be fed. The only problem: Blair had absolutely no idea what to feed her. "Give me a sec, hun..." She said, going through the list of things that Liz had given to her, becoming paranoid and unable to find anything promising for the girl in the large pile. There had to be something: a jar of food, a bottle, something! In Blair's mind, there was nothing else the girl could have. She could try normal foods, but she wasn't all too sure of how to prepare them for her. She had no idea what she liked or what she preferred.

Patti watched on as Blair scurried around the house looking for something to feed her. With her not hurrying, Patti began to become cranky, though did not yet express it. Blair couldn't see right away what she wanted, even though she contained it the whole time. Looking down at the woman's chest, Patti gave it a light poke, hoping it would get her attention.

Blair blinked and turned around as one of her breasts were gently poked by the girl. Placing a hand over it, she turned over to Patti, that being a very sensitive area. "Yes, what is it, sweetheart?" Blair asked, not quite knowing what the girl wanted herself and what she meant by that.

"Hungwy." Patti said again, repeating the gesture except pokin her harder. Patti remembered those rare times that Liz breastfed her, usually only on special occasions or when no food was available in the house. Since Blair didn't know what she was fed, Patti decided to take advantage of the situation and ask of this of Blair, though didn't know that some people might be reluctant to do so.

Blair thought for a moment why the girl was doing this. The only reason Patti would continuously poke her chest is if she wanted something straight from that area. Then it hit Blair: Patti wanted HER to be the food source.
Coming to this conclusion, Blair blushed heavily and looked to the girl. "Oh... oh my. I guess she wanted milk. Perhaps I should have settled for what's in the fridge. Yet again, I really want that." Blair thought to herself, contemplating whether she should really do this or not. She had never breastfed anyone in her life as she never needed to. However, it was either this or allow Patti to eat through all of the food that she could have herself, which was currently in limited supply...
With a sigh, Blair sat on the couch, pulling Patti into her lap once again. "Now how am I supposed to do this?" Blair asked to herself, adjusting her dark bra and bringing it away so her breasts would be exposed. She sat there for a few moments, not even bothering to pull Patti in so she could easily start to nurse. Instead, the cat woman stared directly at the door, hoping no one would catch her doing such an incredibly awkward act.

Patti's face lit up with joy as she saw the breasts become free, knowing now that she would get what she asked for. She latched onto the nearer one and began to suckle, though doing so gentally despite being eager. Each time Liz let her do this, Patti fell into total bliss no matter what mode she was in. It was one of the reasons her pacifier would calm her down when given to her, since sucking on it felt like breastfeeding, except minus the treat that came with it.

Blair winced the moment the girl had latched onto one of her breasts. It was extremely strange to know that the girl was really doing this and that Blair was even allowing it to continue. She would let it, though, as the girl really seemed to enjoy it and was keeping her from trouble or harm's way. "Hehe, drink up... there's... plenty." The woman hesitantly said. She was surprised that she was able to produce breast milk.

Patti cooed in between swallows as she drank. She herself felt no shame in doing this, thought her mind didn't think of this as something a girl her size would never do. As she continued, Blair's lap began to grow warmer where Patti sat; the girl became so relaxed she began wetting herself.

Blair started to become a little relaxed herself, not feeling as incredibly awkward as the moment she started doing this. It actually felt kind of soothing. That feeling was completely broken once the woman felt her lap growing warmer. Blushing, she put her hand on the crotch of Patti's diaper, feeling the vibration of it as it steadily expanded. "This has been a long day." Blair groaned. Looks like Patti would need a diaper change soon enough. How would Blair do THAT? It seemed that the girl's job was to now make Blair's life ten times harder.

Patti fed for one more minute before she was finally satisfied, belching quite cutely afterwards. She blushed from this, but giggled her head off because of it. She wanted to thank Blair for the treat, but Patti quickly notice the familiar warmth from soiling her diaper, now staring down at it. With a look of surprise, Patti merely uttered, "Uh-oh."

Sighing one more time, Blair readjusted her bra quickly to cover up her chest. "That's fine, hun. I know how to handle this... I think." Blair said, going to the massive amount of items on the floor that Liz had left for her. Finding a fresh diaper on the ground, she started unfolding it, looking at it with confusion. Just from looking at this, she could tell she would have a hard time.
Blair laid the girl down across the couch, blushing as she grabbed the tapes which held her now wet diaper together. Untaping it, she pulled the front down and blinked, surprised to see just a stain on the bottom of the thing. Now the question was this: now what? Blair had never been great with children because she was not 100% ready to care for one herself.

Patti obediently stayed still, having gone through this drill before many, many times. This time was no different. She didn't move, aside from playfully kicking hr feet slightly as she lifted them into the air for Blair, having done this for Liz to make the change quicker and easier. Patti didn't know Blair was inexperienced with this kind of situation, and became confused when the woman did nothing for a few seconds.

Blair sat there for a few moments, before going over to a box which read "baby wipes" on the front of it. Judging by this, she knew they held some sort of purpose. Opening up the top, she tugged on a piece of paper which stuck out, releasing a wipe which was cold to even her touch. Smiling, the woman thought she knew what she could do now. With a slight grimace, Blair took the wet diaper from underneath Patti and slowly balled it up, pinching it with only two fingers and rushing over to the trash can, throwing it away.
Rushing back over to Patti, the woman took the fresh wipe and started to wipe the girl's private part clean. Without any regard, she put it on the ground next to her, putting the diaper underneath the girl's already lifted legs. "Oh my! That's a good girl!" Blair cooed, pinching one of Patti's cheeks ever-so-slightly. Now came the moment of truth: how to secure this into place.
Blair thought for a moment about how the last diaper looked and how it appeared similar to it. She then slowly brought the front up, not even bothering to apply lotion or powder to prevent any rashes as she did not know of those dangers. Taking the tapes from the other side, she wrapped them around the girl's waist, not enough to hurt her but enough to fit snugly around her waist. Taping them to the front, Blair warmly smiled at the good job she had done. "Huh, didn't think I had that in me. All taken care of now, though!"

"Yay!" Patti cheered as Blair finished up, now sitting her body upright. She then hopped back off the couch, afterwards looking up at Blair with Bambi eyes. "Awunt Bwair pway wif mes?"

Blair was already fully awake and nowhere near sleeping, so why not? "Of course I will, sweetheart!" Blair cooed, lifting under the girl's arms and swinging her around with ease, hoping it was something the girl enjoyed.

Patti giggled wildly at this, and would have asked for her to do it again if she didn't already have something in mind. She pointed to the biggest bag that Liz had provided for Blair, eagerly wanting something from it. "Toy." she said, squirming a little and urging Blair to search through it.