so welcome, sweetie. There’s more though.” I pick up the package and reach down inside.
“More?”
I pull out two smaller flat packages and hand them to Britney.
“Clothes for Emily!” Her entire face lights up and she squeals.
Apparently, I’ve done well. “A girl needs clothes. She can’t wear the same thing every day.”
Britney hugs the doll and the two packages to her chest now. My day is filled with best moments ever. I just keep adding to them.
Chapter 20
Britney
I sit in my room for a while playing with Emily on my bed while Daddy does some work in his office. There were a few other items in the box too, and I have combed Emily’s hair, fed her a bottle, and changed her diaper three times. I’ve also changed her into each outfit twice.
I can’t help myself. It’s like someone dropped down from heaven and gave me a chance to have and do all the things I never got to experience when I was little. And even better, I get to do all this while knowing full well I’m a grown adult under my dress, indulging in something that makes me happy while anticipating the time later today when Davis will touch my body like adults do.
I’m living the dream, and I try not to worry about it all crashing down. I’ve reasoned with myself that even if I suddenly wake up and find out this was all a dream, or even if Davis’s people manage to catch the people looking for me, or even if he decided he didn’t want me anymore… No matter what, I will have had and loved every moment of this time with him in his home.
I had all morning to think about our arrangement. He told me he doesn’t like brats, so I’m going to be the best little girl ever. I want him to be proud of me and keep looking at me like I hang the moon. I want to be the kind of girl he won’t want to break up with. It’s scary. I might mess up. But I’m going to try.
He says I’m the kind of little he likes, but he doesn’t know me well yet, and I don’t have any experience in his world. I know he wants a full-time little, and even though I’m having the best time of my life, I don’t know if I could commit to being his little all the time forever.
What if I do something he doesn’t like? I squirm every time I think about him spanking me. I’m both nervous and excited about the prospect.
I know it’s coming soon. Will it hurt? Will I cry?
When I hear Davis’s approach, I lift my gaze.
He’s smiling. “How’re my girls?”
I giggle. “Emily needs a nap. She’s been up a long time.” I turn and pull back the covers a few inches to slide her into my bed on the far side.
“What about Britney? Is she tired too? Does she need a nap?”
I shake my head as I turn back to him. “I’m not tired, Daddy.”
He lifts my chin. “You sure? Little girls sometimes need a nap in the afternoon.”
“I’m sure.”
“Okay, but if you get crabby in the evening before bed, you’ll start taking naps after lunch.”
“I won’t get crabby. I promise.”
He reaches for my waist and lifts me up.
I wrap my legs and arms around him and let him carry me from the room. His hands are on my bottom, only the cotton of my panties between us. I love his touch.
He carries me into the kitchen and sets me down on one of the kitchen chairs at the table. After pushing me in, he opens a laptop that’s in front of me. “I want you to do some research, sweetie. It will help you fully understand the aspects of age play. There are hundreds of sites you can look through to help you see how other littles live.”
I feel nervous watching him. Why do I need to read about other people?
He starts opening windows and then points at one of the tabs. “This site is called FetLife. Create an account so you can explore the site. Give yourself whatever user name you want and create a password.”
When he’s finished, he lifts my chin to tip my head back and meets my gaze. “I want you to be educated on this subject, sweet girl. No playing around. Do some research. Got it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. If you have any questions, ask me. I’ll be right over there.” He