Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Air in.
Air out and moan.
Repeating the cycle over and over, my world narrowed down to pleasure and pain and Daddy’s wonderful praise. It left me shaking as subspace inched closer and slowly cushioned me from the outside world. The best part was that it made Daddy so happy too.
“Yes, my Dane. This is also worthy of a good boy.” The pleasure in his voice sent tingly sparks through me and the world narrowed down again as I floated on his praise like it was a cloud.
Nothing else mattered as he wrapped the floaty sensations tighter around me, and I could’ve stayed hovering on the edge like that for hours, but Daddy always had a better plan.
Lightning fired through me and the pain was so good and so perfect it tore my orgasm from my body and everything went dark.
It didn’t seem to faze Daddy because when the world came back into focus, he was rocking me in the playroom and all I was wearing was my diaper. I wasn’t sure if that was weirder than waking up naked or not, but I decided it didn’t matter when he made a soft, rumbly sound that was pure happiness.
“You have become conscious again, my little human.” The sweet tone and immediate offering of a binkie made being little sound like a wonderful plan, so I didn’t overthink that either.
I wasn’t quite in the right headspace as he rocked us, but with my binkie in my mouth and Daddy being so Daddy, it didn’t feel far off. Since words weren’t really necessary at the moment, I just nuzzled against him and did my think-happy-thoughts game.
Thankfully my dick was still completely worn out, so the happiness didn’t spread everywhere. That made it easier to pull my little closer, especially when Daddy tickled me. “My little human requires hydration and a new protective covering.”
For some reason calling clothes protective coverings made me giggle and that just seemed to reinforce the little-playtime plan Daddy had organized while I’d been out. “Yes, good boy.”
Head pats and cheerful smiles had me giggling again.
“So obedient.” I had a feeling that was about being little as soon as I’d woken up and it made me giggle again.
Daddy seemed to think diapers were magic little makers.
As I snickered and buried my face against his chest, he puffed up and carried me over to the closet. “Would you like to be dressed as a dinosaur or in racecar clothing?”
The way Daddy was glaring at the fast racecar on the front of my red shirt said he didn’t like that one. “I am not sure this encourages safe play, my little human.”
My shirt was dangerous?
As I giggled, I decided to be nice and pointed to my dino shirt. It had shorts that matched and it made Daddy happy. I liked making Daddy happy, but he kept making me laugh. He glared at the racecar shirt and moved it to the back of the closet when he thought I wasn’t looking.
Having so many limbs made him super sneaky.
“While he is not accurately portrayed in the current drawing, he is at least colorful and can not promote unsafe behavior.” Moving me around, Daddy got my arms through and the shirt over my head. “Cars must never be driven at high velocities by humans. Simply driving in circles does not increase safety, my little human.”
I had a feeling Daddy was going to make my racecar shirt disappear.
“We shall explore additional clothing options that promote safe and educational material.” Daddy sounded very confident and I thought about telling him no but then he said the perfect thing. “Good boys who compromise get additional rewards, my little human.”
Ugh.
Daddy was so good at bribing me.
I liked rewards.
“There is a new collection of matching diapers and oral self-soothers that you would visually appreciate, and I have found a website that produces a variety of stuffed animals in safe materials.” He patted my head as he slipped my shorts on. “They are safe to consume as well.”
Teddy bears might taste yummy?
Tentacle Daddies might taste yummy too.
That made me giggle so much I almost lost my binkie, but Daddy was faster than a falling binkie and saved it.
He was better than a superhero.
Super Daddy to the rescue.
“You are in a jovial mood, my little human.” Daddy seemed to like that a lot because he chuckled when he made me laugh again. “Yes, this schedule was soundly designed. I shall make notes while you consume liquids from your bottle.”
Super Tentacle Daddy could do anything all at the same time.
He was amazing.
Wright
No matter how wide a human submissive makes their eyes, the appearance of innocence with an accompanying expression called a pout does not indicate actual innocence.
A caretaker must remember the simple phrase “no.” It is not mean to explain to a human little that they may not have a coffee bottle before a nap.