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Repression and Repercussions	By : SilentMagi Category: +1 through F > Daria Views: 5315 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Daria and characters are all copyrighted to Glenn Eichler and Susie Lewis Lynn, I make no profit off this other than basic enjoyment.

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Chapter 9

Daria walked down into the kitchen with a sigh, her family still hadn’t come home yet, so it was only her for dinner. That suited her just fine, she had a lot to think about, and it would be a lot easier without her family bothering her. Opening the freezer Daria pulled out a Tupperware container and smiled secretively. She loved nights like this, when she could indulge in a little cooking of her own. Opening the lid of the container she smirked as she saw her frozen mutton stew. She'd had to make it over at Jane’s, freeze it, and then hide it in the freezer to keep the others from it, but now she had a meal that wasn’t coated in cheese, or trying to eat her fork.

Slipping the cover back on partially Daria slid her treasure into the microwave and started it on its journey to being warm enough to eat. Leaning against the counter Daria wondered idly about the day she’s had so far. What was it that led people to treat her as a motherly figure? Was she a source of comfort and advice to those that needed it? The strangest thing of it all was the fact that she was enjoying it. Closing her eyes with a sigh she listened to the soothing hum of the microwave, and pushed herself off the counter.

Walking into the living room, she smiled down at Stacy and Jane playing with each other peacefully. Both of them were wearing disposable adult sized diapers, bibs, booties and mittens, and nothing else. They were rolling a soft rubber ball back and forth, giggling softly the entire time. Daria leaned against the door frame and watched her girls playing; there was something magical about the innocence she saw in the two faces as they played.

Suddenly the two noticed her watching them and started crawling over, making cute little burbling noises around their pacifiers. Kneeling down Daria smiled openly and held her arms out, inviting them into a hug. Pulling the pair into her arms Daria felt the warmth and joy of knowing that they needed and loved her for just being herself. This was nice, this was almost heavenly. Daria looked down as she felt Jane and Stacy pawing at her breast with sad little puppy eyes. With a sigh Daria undid her jacket and lifted her shirt, letting the pair nurse on her nipples. She wasn’t producing milk yet, but still it just felt right to let them nurse.

Closing her eyes she smiled slightly as she kissed the top of each of her girls’ heads. A beeping noise caused her to open her eyes, and see that she was back in the kitchen, and her bowl of stew was heated. Blinking slowly to clear her head she walked over to the microwave and carefully removed her bowl. Peeling off the lid she smiled down at her creation, waiting for a spoon to delve into it. Taking a couple steps over to the right drawer she pulled out a spoon and started eating her meal in silence. That daydream she had just had wasn’t the normal erotic dreams she had been having; maybe she was regaining control of her hormones. Maybe she wouldn’t need someone else. Or maybe she was just trying to ignore the wetness between her thighs telling her she needed to change underwear again.

Sighing again she plunked her spoon into her bowl and carried it upstairs to her room. She knew she had to be careful about her ability to cook, or Jake would try and teach her some of his tricks, and Helen would constantly ask her to cook for the family.

It wasn’t that she would have minded all that much; it was that her mother would be thrusting responsibility for the household onto her. That was something she wouldn’t stand for. She knew her mother was working hard to provide for the family, but it was annoying that when Daria needed her, there was always Eric calling her, or some meeting to rush off to. Dad also tried his best, but he was completely clueless about household matters, and being surrounded by women didn’t help that at all.

Pausing on her way down the hall she looked at Quinn’s room sadly. She was a strong young woman, one who didn’t need her older sister. Maybe Daria had failed her as they were growing up. Maybe it was too late to change what they had become, but she was determined to try. Turning around she entered her room, and set the bowl on top of her dresser. There was a lot she would do over again if she had the chance. Right now however, a clean pair of panties and some dinner were the best she could do.
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