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(At Esperanza’s Request)

Part Two –

In walked Emmy!  Her Daddy’s sister!  Emmy was so much fun and the BabyGirl began bouncing up and down in her high chair.  Recognizing the littleness the BabyGirl was feeling, Emmy embraced her, not wanting to disturb her headspace.

Emmy was quite accepting of the Daddy/BabyGirl dynamic that her brother had entered into, seeing the bond it created and the love it enabled them to share.  In the past, Emmy had even taken the BabyGirl shopping, allowing her to explore her littleness on the trip – within reason, of course.

And whenever Emmy visited, the BabyGirl became excited for the big sister feel that Emmy brought with her. 

This night was no different and after a few moments of saying hello, her Daddy told her to settle down and get back to eating.

Oh, how her Daddy’s word could transform her.  Added into the sensations she went through from an excited beating heart to a now wetter diaper to the inability to hide her littleness at all, the BabyGirl was spinning around inside her thoughts in a world that she truly belonged in. Continue Reading …

(At Esperanza’s Request)

What a sight to behold, and given the current circumstances, it all made sense to her.  Seeing her Daddy crawling around on the kitchen floor while acting like a cat was hysterical.  She laughed so hard her pacifier fell from her lips onto the tray in front of her.

She sat in a high chair in the middle of the kitchen.  This may have seemed like an odd place for a girl of 23 years of age to be, almost as much out-of-place as it was odd.  But for her, the greatest bit of truth was how befitting was.

It seemed so long ago that she met him, though it had only been a year.  But in that year, she had become his little, his BabyGirl and my oh my was she tailor-made to melt hearts.

Perhaps it was that the off-the-beaten path connection she and her Daddy had with each other that made it so special.  For it was he: her lover, her protector and her creator of dreams who had found a way to touch a little place deep inside her heart so sacred to her that she shielded it from the world to protect it herself until the day she found the Daddy who would protect it for her.

That day had arrived, a year ago when they met.  And for as much as it had begun as an exploration into the fetishes of their souls, it had become the bond which made them a pair of soul mates destined to meet, fall in love and fall into life together.

Sitting in a high chair in the middle of the kitchen, she watched her Daddy imitating different animals on the floor, each at her request.  She delighted and clapped at his silliness.  He wasn’t just a passionate lover.  He was a dream weaver and a most unlikely find.  Yet still, here he was: the part of her life that had become her whole life and he was all hers.

He was her Daddy and she was his BabyGirl.  And with hearts to the sky, there was nowhere to go, but up … Continue Reading …