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The only thing she liked better than waking up being cuddled by Daddy was waking up being cuddled by Daddy and Papa. Or Papa and Sir, because when it was the four of them, Daddy spooned Papa and reached his big hand out to put it on her hip while Sir clutched her back to his front and she and Papa made faces at each other until the real grown-ups told them to go to sleep or there would be spankings. She’d never seen Daddy spank Papa before, or even play at all, but she knew it happened. Was very curious. Maybe someday.
Not today though because it was her special day with Daddy. Busy morning visiting a bunch of their friends that he’d helped her make because he never wanted her to be alone or isolated ever again, and then a nice long nap. So nice, and she almost didn’t want to get up. Except this was the surprise part of the day, and her surprise from Papa yesterday had been epic. Daddy’s would be different, but definitely as good.
She stretched as well as she could while trying not to wake Daddy, but she should know better. He almost never slept past when she did.
“Is my babygirl wakey?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said after popping her paci out of her mouth.
“Good, I was getting impatient to play with you.”
Daddy always made her feel warm and fuzzy—except when she was getting a punishment, but those never lasted long and then he made her feel extra warm and fuzzy afterward—but there was something about being told that he was as eager to spend time with her as she was to be with him that made it feel like maybe someone had put an extra lightbulb into her Cosy Bake Oven.
He rolled her over so they could look at each other, Hopscotch in between them.
“You ready for your surprise or do you need more time to rest? Either way is fine. If you’re ready, we’ll go upstairs to the playroom and if you’re not, we’ll stay snuggled up here and I’ll read to you.”
Oh, she did like being read to, so much. But she was also getting squirmy for her surprise. She thought it would probably be a sexy surprise like Papa had given her yesterday but no matter what it would be the best.
“Playroom, please, Daddy.”
“Okay, teapot. Before we go, I wanted to talk to you.”
“’Kay.”
“You know how much I love having you as my little girl, right?”
“I think so.”
Sometimes it felt like it was hard to imagine how much her daddies loved her. It was like trying to picture a billion of something, even something really small. What did that even look like? Her brain couldn’t hold that much.
Her daddy smiled and then leaned forward to rub their noses together which made her giggle.
“I thought you could try being even littler for this evening. You already wear diapers and take bottles so it wouldn’t be that different in some ways.”
Something curled inside of her like a ribbon, a tension she couldn’t quite explain.
“How would it be different?”
“No walking, no talking,” he said easily. But despite his mild tone, she knew he was watching her like a hawk. Waiting to see if the ribbon inside her sprung with excitement or snapped with fear.
“Anything else?”
“It’s very important to keep babies healthy so I’d take your temperature and give you some ‘medicine.’ Plus babies’ tummies get upset easily so you’ll need at least one enema, probably more.”
None of that sounded terrible. The no walking or talking might be hard but it was only for the a few hours so she could probably do it. And while she couldn’t say exactly that she enjoyed enemas… No that wasn’t right, she did. Not every single second of them, but for the most part yes. Lots.
“And since you’d be a baby, I wouldn’t expect you to have any self control at all. You just do whatever you feel like, and you can have as many orgasms as you want.”
“You should’ve started with that,” she told him, and he grinned back at her.
“I didn’t because I knew you wouldn’t hear anything after that, you greedy little girl.”
He tapped the tip of her nose and she tried to nip him like she was a snapping turtle. Missed, but he laughed at her antics and pulled her tight.
“So what do you say, sweet girl? Want to try being Baby Cosy for a few hours?”
This was no different from anything else they asked her to try; her safe word was always an option. She didn’t say “sassafras” often, but it was nice to know it was there just in case. Made it all the easier to try things she wasn’t sure about. So she took up her paci and put it back in her mouth which was where it belonged all the time as far as she was concerned, and nodded. Because babies didn’t talk and she was going to be Daddy’s little baby tonight.
