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You dream. You realize. And then you dream again.

Eventually, if you keep dreaming, you find what you were looking for. And more importantly, you find who you were looking for.

Along the way, you encounter times that may be hard to deal with, but it goes to show you that what you felt, you felt so deeply and so unremittingly that your mind meant what it thought, your eyes wept for what they saw, your ears collected the echoes of what they heard, your lips spoke the truth, your senses were affected by your experiences, your hands cherished what they touched and what they wrote and your heart meant what it felt.

You cherish the things that mean more to you than anything else. You take the breath away from those whose attention and love you desire. You give of yourself until you feel drained, but you do so because you want her to be happy and you want her to feel loved.

You’re grateful for the love you shared, the love you still possess and the love you will share in the future.

You’re grateful for dreaming and for continuing to do so … because if you had never dreamed, you would’ve never known what that kind of love felt like.

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25 “Fields of Gold”

She remembered a lot of firsts:

• – the first email and then the second one
• – the first Yahoo IM chat which led to the first phone call
• – hearing his voice for the first time
• – that first account of hearing what his life was all about, in his own words
• – the planning to meet for the first time
• – that first sight of him
• – the first twinkle he put in her eyes
• – the first night, followed by the first morning
• – that first recognition that their dreams seemed to be the same

She wouldn’t trade in any of those “firsts” for all the money in the world. They made an memory in an instant.

But perhaps the memory which stood out in her mind was the one which she got  to experience … Her first birthday – Once early in her life and then again when she became a BabyGirl for the rest of her life … with him.

And that suited her just fine.

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25 “Nothing Buts”

It wasn’t the vulnerable feeling of wearing nothing but her diaper that made her curl up into a ball on the bed.

It wasn’t the feeling of littleness that consumed her when he called her “BabyGirl” that made her silent.

It wasn’t the depth of a love so dynamic that she felt reborn within her own emotions that made her feel cherished by him.

It was all of those things … and so much more.

But perhaps it was his eyes, deep and confident in their gaze, which made her submit to her senses and her heart’s wishes.

And the reason for her wanted surrender was clear to her:

A Daddy will have that effect on you when he can’t take his eyes off of you.

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25 “Nothing Buts”

At points in time along their walk through the Fields of Gold, the BabyGirl would let go of her Daddy’s hand and run back about twenty feet on the trail, taking her time to walk in the footsteps she had just recently made.

After seeing her do this several times on their journey, her Daddy finally asked her why she retraced her steps.

“It’s because I want to remember where I’ve been and how I got where I am now,” the BabyGirl answered him.

“It sounds like you want to relive the past,” her Daddy said with a tone that made clear he was putting her through a test.

“There’s nothing wrong with reliving the past, Daddy.  Is there?” she asked with an innocence to her voice.  “Especially if it was your past that was the teacher who led you to where you are now.”

“Very good, BabyGirl,” her Daddy said with a broad smile.

“But I don’t relive the past when I retrace my steps,” she said with a twinkle in her eye.  “Knowing that you are at the end of those footsteps, waiting for me, I’m reliving the future.”

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25 “Fields of Gold”

“Princess, I’ve noticed that when you approach something new, you hesitate,” her Daddy said, as she stared at the unbeaten path in front of her. “Sometimes, you even back off and don’t give it a try. What is it you fear about things which are new?”

“What I fear is what I don’t know,” the BabyGirl replied honestly. “And it may seem like hesitation, but really – it’s caution.”

“That doesn’t answer the question, Princess,” her Daddy replied in a soft, yet firm voice.  “What do you fear?” Continue Reading …

View these two different stages of Love:

• There’s the “Meeting”, the “Getting to Know”, the “Falling in Love” and so on.
• But then, there’s the “Healing”, the “Starting Over”, the “Learning to Love Again” and so on.

In between these two stages can be a really dark time for someone’s heart.  It can seem hopeless and you can feel empty.  And everything around you can remind you of where you were and where you like to be, what you had and what you’d like to have again.

I guess you could call it a “middle stage”.  If you’re someone who’s in that strange and uncertain chunk of time between yesterday and tomorrow, here’s something I stumbled across on FetLife you may want to read:

For What It’s Worth

The Beauty of Individuals is that we are all one.  We are unique and no one is exactly the same as anyone else.  And what this means is:  The Successes of your Future will not include the Failures of your Past.

Rest assured in that, and know that reruns only apply to television shows.

Saturday was always her favorite day. It was what she called the Daddy-n-Me Day of the week. It was just the two of them and no one else. And on the Daddy-n-Me Day, she got the two things she craved the most:

• – His undivided attention to her
• – Her ability to be completely little

 She understood that she couldn’t have those two things all the time. They had other responsibilities that they had to keep up. But that’s what made the Daddy-n-Me Day so special. Nothing was allowed to come between her Daddy and she.

She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, dressed in Nothing But her diaper. Smiling, she was made happy by the thought that her heart beat more strongly for the simplest things in her life – not for clothing or fancy meals or jewelry or other incidentals, but just his love and attention.

“Princess,” her Daddy called to her. “Lunchtime.”

“Coming, Daddy,” she called back to him.

She looked in the mirror again. The Daddy-n-Me Day sometimes started as early as dawn and went as late as bedtime. Other days, it was abbreviated. But she knew, long or short, these days would stretch for the rest of her life.

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25 “Nothing Buts”

A BabyGirl is many things, all at once and often.  Any Daddy will tell you this.  She can be complex and hard to keep up with.  And she can be simple, looking only for the basics to comfort her.

Those simple moments, while built off of the essentials of emotions and lack of material things, can often be the most meaningful for how basic they appear.

A BabyGirl, when driven by the pace of a little beating heart, will not only look for the small things which she can grasp without further thought, but will simplify to her current state.

Warning:  This posting contains nudity.  Continue Reading …

She was his school girl. She was his BabyGirl. She was his lover, his partner, his passion and obsession.

He owned her innocence. He owned her dreams. He owned her lust, her urges, her cravings and desires.

After a walk in the park on a beautiful and sunny day, they returned home. She flopped down on the couch, but then arched her back at his simple, whispered request:

“Okay, Princess. Now it’s time for a walk in the clouds.”

She smiled, glowingly and knowingly, and “Yes, Daddy” was all she could say.

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25 “Charm-Sakers”

Perhaps the greatest lesson any Daddy could learn is that he’s not Superman. 

Believe me when I tell you it is a blow to a Daddy’s ego when he comes to the realization that he can’t do it all.

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What does a Daddy get out of it?  Have you ever read that question posed in a forum before?  Continue Reading …

She felt like a little girl in his arms. He was such a caring and wonderful Daddy. And it felt natural to be sweet for him, to open the layers of her soul and reveal the sweetness within her heart, to renew her love with the kindness that shone from his eyes, to bloom because he filled her with a reason to be all she could be.

She felt like a little girl in his arms because he taught her how to be Gentle Like a Rose.

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25 “Charm-Sakers”

Along her journey, the BabyGirl stopped and plucked a lone red rose which had sprouted at her feet.

It seemed strange a flower would’ve grown in the Field of Gold. And she wondered how it got there until she remembered something her mother once told her when she was little:

“The rose is a flower of love. The world has acclaimed it for centuries.  Pink Roses are for love – hopeful and expectant. White Roses are for love – dead or forsaken, but the Red Roses, ah the Red Roses are for love triumphant.

Whichever rose you choose, be Mighty Like that Rose and let it become who you are. When it grows at your feet, then you’ll know you chose the right, but don’t forget to be grateful for the reasons why.”

The BabyGirl looked behind her and saw her Daddy, who as promised, would always be her partner and guardian through life. A sense of completion fell over her … and she was indeed Mighty Like A Rose.

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25 “Fields of Gold”

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Here’s a story about a Daddy and BabyGirl’s trip to test a little will power which just might be fragile …

… Like Eggshells –

Sarah gazed into his eyes and trembled at the power he held over her. His arms were folded behind her back and his left hand gripped her wrists. His groin connected with her midriff, pinning her to the brick wall and his right hand had reached under her dress, finding the swollen and aroused evidence of her condition.

He pressed his palm inward, driving her towards a conclusion that had been hours in the making. His eyes held a glassy coldness to them and his jaw was locked into the gritting of his teeth, unmistakable behind his tightly drawn lips.

The cold air of the late autumn evening sent a chill up her spine and the clothing he dressed her in did little to keep her warm at this point. Continue Reading …

(Begin with Part One)

“That’s a good girl,” he whispers.

Passion gives way to afterglow and she balloons down, listening to his whispers in her ear.  His voice echoes inside her mind and she replays each sound, each syllable – over and over.

Her heartbeat lowers.  Her skin cools and she melts beneath him as her littleness begins to return to her senses.  She is warm within and her mind equates its state to her body.  Each are feeling the affects of being touched so deeply that new emotions abound and her heart finds the steadiness to carry her through each thought separately. Continue Reading …

(Begin with Part One)

A Daddy’s timbre puts a message on his breath which goes beneath the words that echo in a BabyGirl’s mind, traveling further into her soul.  There are places inside each of us that have rarely been touched by others.  And those who touch us that deeply awaken emotions we don’t normally use.

Perhaps it’s because those untouched places within her soul, now stirring from attention, begin to bond everything about her to him. It is new and fulfilling and she reacts to it with approval.

 This is why a BabyGirl, a member of the gender which tends to live through their emotions far more than the counterpart, welcomes the fall she makes to his tone.

The deepness of its sound and the difference between her voice and his serves as a reminder of what makes him her Daddy and what makes her his BabyGirl.  But it also makes clear what they hold sacred between them – the connection, the dynamic and the bonding of souls. Continue Reading …

“Daddy, I sometimes don’t know what to do, what direction to take and wish the decisions I had to make would be clearer to me,” the BabyGirl confessed. “How do you find your way again once you get lost?”

“The Best way to get un-lost is to go back to a point when you had found herself,” her Daddy said.

“But what if you can’t go back?” she asked him. “And what if you can’t remember when you had found yourself?”

“BabyGirl, the struggles of your future will be far greater if you choose to forget the steps you’ve all ready taken,” he said. “But finding yourself is as simple as turn around, retracing those footprints back to the point where it all made sense and then starting. In front of you, you will see the correct decisions you made and the incorrect one as well. It makes it very simple to follow your own lead.”

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25 “Fields of Gold”

The Daddy Voice is born within the heart and from the thoughts which make that heart beat.  It speaks volumes of him and about those things that aren’t visible, but rather internal.

But a Daddy spends no time on himself and this can lead to trouble later on.  As Chivalry demands, it’s about his BabyGirl.  And if she hears what his voice is saying, beneath the words, it is she who will head off the challenges of the future with an unknown power.

What power?  Hers.  The truth that we all sometimes need to recognize more so than anything else is that the most powerful soul in the world belongs to a submissive BabyGirl.  Silly as that may sound, think about: Continue Reading …

She had long since given up on trying to discover why she had been blessed with the gift of littleness.

All she knew and cared to know was that when she came home her Daddy took her from the Big Girl state of mind she had to exist in when at work and transformed her into a BabyGirl, outside and inside her existence.

And the journey to infantilism simply required her diapering, his cuddling, a teddy bear and some sweet, sweet words from her Daddy.

And with that, she would find herself balled up on the floor, hugging her teddy bear and crinkling her center as tummyflies danced her mind into the afterwards of littleness.

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25 “Charm Sakers”

One of the most amazing things about the ABDL / AgePlay community is who you meet.  This is true of many different “communities” we belong to in life.  We meet people who we find intriguing for the differences we have, but at the same time – for the similarities we have as well.

In my time amongst the ABDL community, I met someone who appeared on the very first Jerry Springer Show that showcased ABDL back in the early 90’s.  Today, she is more amazing than she was back then.

I met an ABDL blogger and videographer who has lived on the west coast and the east coast, and has appeared on many specials nowadays that showcased ABDLs.

I met an ABDL-er who creates ABDL videos online, an ABDL-er who makes his own beer, one who is the supreme handyman, one who was a co-creator of DPF (before it got the .com ending), several who plan conventions, one who is a marketer (and has been a God-Send in helping me sell books), a foreign couple who run a rather “wet” site, and I also met the owner of … Pacifiers-R-Us. Continue Reading …