Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Yes, Daddy.” Already she was feeling Littler. He’d convinced her of his loyalty and worn down her arguments.
Axel Jennings was her Daddy. And she was about to have the most vulnerable evening of her life, complete with meatloaf and mashed potatoes.
She was trembling as she stepped into the shower, and she had to close her eyes and take deep breaths as she imagined what he would choose for her from her room.
By the time she turned off the water, she was in Little space, but she was also a ball of nerves. So far the plan to de-stress her was not working.
Axel was back in the bathroom before she could even reach for the towel. He patted her dry before scooping her into his arms to cradle her as he carried her to her bedroom.
He gently lowered her to the mattress. “Spread your legs for Daddy.”
She released a long breath as she did as she was told.
Daddy lifted her ankles and slid a diaper under her before opening a tube of diaper cream and squeezing some onto his fingers. She could hardly argue or complain. After all, these were all items he’d found in her own bedroom.
She held her breath as Daddy rubbed the cream carefully around her pussy, finishing up by sliding his fingers lower and coating her rear entrance. When he slid one finger inside her bottom, she shivered.
She still didn’t deny him though. She couldn’t. As deeply submissive as he was asking her to be, she wanted this. She wanted to turn her care over to him and take this risk.
“Stay right there,” he directed before stepping into the bathroom to clean his hands.
When he returned, Axel fastened her diaper just like she liked it—tight but not too binding. He turned her onto her side so she could see the closet door, saying, “What would you like to wear tonight? This blue or the pink T-shirt?”
“Pink,” she whispered. “I like the cherries on that one.”
“I should have guessed!”
“Let’s put something on this cute bottom, too,” he suggested, patting the padding wrapped around her.
“My black shorts!”
He helped her sit up and threaded the shirt into place before standing her on the carpet to step into her shorts. When she was completely dressed, he picked her up and rocked her gently on his lap. Brushing her hair back from her face, Axel studied her. “Do you feel any better, Little girl?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Ready to go to my house for dinner now?”
She looked at him in shock. “I can’t go out there like this! Someone will see me.” There was no way that someone wouldn’t notice her bottom was two sizes bigger wrapped in the diaper.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I should have thought of that. How about if you wear a jacket over your outfit?””
“It’s hot out there. I’ll look ridiculous in a jacket.” Nicoya scrambled to slide off his lap. What was he thinking? He’d put everything in jeopardy. Well, not for him but for her.
Glaring at him, she added, “I don’t think this is going to work, Axel. I’d like you to leave.” She rushed into the bathroom and closed the door. Ripping the diaper off, Nicoya tried to wipe off the cream he had spread over her skin.
Panic filled her. She’d always been so careful to hide her Little side from the general public. How could he not see that she couldn’t just walk to his house wearing a diaper?
She should have known things with Axel were too good to be true. Fairytales didn’t exist in real life. Pretending to be really Little in the privacy of her home was one thing; sharing that lifestyle with another was more than she could handle.
“Nicoya, I’m sorry, Baby. I didn’t think. Being your Daddy is new to me as well. It was thoughtless and I apologize. I’ll do better. How about if we drape this loose sundress over your T-shirt? No one will notice anything.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you. I’ve asked you to leave once. Please go away.” She was trembling with frustration. Maybe she was overreacting, but she couldn’t let herself get swept away with visions of the perfect life with the perfect Daddy. She would eventually get hurt.
“Nicoya, I don’t want to leave with you this upset. I have dinner prepared. How about if I bring everything over here? We can spend some time together and talk.”
“I don’t want to talk to you… Axel.” She deliberately forced herself to use his name. “For the third time, go away.”
“I know you’re upset, Nicoya. I’ll leave if you promise to talk to me later tonight or tomorrow at the latest.”
“Fine. Just leave!”
“I don’t like this, Little girl.”
When she didn’t answer, she heard his footsteps and knew he had left her bedroom. Tears cascaded down her cheeks. Nicoya stood there feeling miserable for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and heading back into the shower. She couldn’t feel this cream on her body now.