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I was spent, my body languid in a way I didn’t know what to do with. My boy eased me back into my underwear and did my pants up. Then he pulled his tray over and went right back to eating the eggs as if nothing had happened.

I couldn’t help the burst of laughter that came from my lips.

This sweet, shy boy of mine was naughty too.

Chapter Eleven

Sylmen

Daddy’s jaw hung open as he watched me go back to eating my eggs. Internally, I grinned and cheered myself on for surprising him. He hadn’t expected me to push that boundary. That was part of the motivation behind my actions. The other was because I was craving that connection with him. I wanted the weight of him on my tongue, wanted to taste him.

Everyone who came to the Ranch had to get a clean bill of health, so I knew there were no concerns on that front. And to be fair, Daddy was so sexy. How could anyone resist the chance to cash in on a “whatever you want” promise?

By the time I finished eating, Daddy had regained his composure. He ate some food of his own, though at a much quicker pace as he kept checking his phone.

“We have a room reserved for today, sweet boy. I don’t want us to be late.”

I followed along with his plans, my mind delightfully empty because I didn’t have to do anything. I didn’t have to make any decisions. Daddy had it under control.

It was a dream come true.

As he walked me through the halls, I felt like I truly belonged. Like I was where I needed to be. And it was all thanks to the man guiding me.

I sank deeper into my Little-space as he spoke with someone about the room and getting inside. It was only when he opened the door and put a hand to the small of my back to ease me inside that I came back to reality a bit. I was still Little, still not in the mood to make decisions. But I could see how amazing the space was. I could see the care in it all.

The room had a giant blanket fort taking up most of the space. I stared at it wide-eyed, amazed at the detail others had put into it. There were sections and posts hidden with fabric. I could see toys inside as well as snacks.

Daddy shut and locked the door behind us. When he turned, he said, “They did a damn good job, didn’t they?”

I nodded quickly, then waited for him to tell me what I could do next. Daddy put a hand on my lower back again leading me over to the front of the fort.

“Today, I want you to play however you want. We’ve got this place for three hours. We can play together or I can sit back and supervise so you don’t hurt yourself. You can go as Little as you want to in the privacy of this space. Anything you want we can try.” He leaned down to look me in the eye. “That includes diapers or pull ups too.”

I bit my lip, not sure how I wanted to respond. Dropping to my knees, I crawled across the room, past the draped blankets that formed the opening of the fort until I was inside the first part of the space. They had created one main area where there were snacks and some toys. In the side spaces, there were a lot of little things. One side had big, squishy-looking toys. The other side had all the stuff needed to be super Little. A basket had diapers and wipes. Another had a big pile of soft-looking blankies.

And then there was the crib thingy. I was moving before I thought it through. I needed to touch it. To see how it worked.

There was some noise behind me. Probably Daddy coming in too. I giggled to myself as I pictured him crawling like I had.

My focus went back to the bed. It was just big enough for me to curl up inside. A small blue pillow and a matching blanket were inside. Reaching out, I ran my hand over it.

So soft.

Daddy’s hand on my neck startled me. I looked his way, afraid I’d messed up.

“It’s a bassinet, sweet boy. You can sleep in there or simply lay down and relax if you want. I could read you stories too if that sounds nice.”

I couldn’t move, couldn’t respond. Everything was too perfect. A dream turned real.

Daddy took my silence as answer enough. He released my neck and grabbed my hand, pulling me over. He laid out a towel from the top of the bin of supplies.

“Lay down, sweet boy. Daddy’s going to get you settled.”

I dropped down on my stomach, then rolled onto my back. Daddy chuckled, which made me smile. I liked making him happy.

He pulled my pants down, and I realized then that my lack of underwear had been by design. I hadn’t really thought about it much because I didn’t need to. Daddy was in charge. I didn’t have to be Big.

Daddy pulled out a diaper, wipes, and some powder. He laid the diaper down, then used his massive hands to lift my bottom. With one hand holding me up, he slid it under me.