dad leaving me playing dress up in my babyish princess-y clothes in front of the mirror while he goes to take a shower. smiling, he watches from the doorway as i giggle in my frilly skirt and matching top for a moment before walking into the hall and gently shutting the door behind him.
but when dad comes back, he opens the door to find me wearing my princess clothes in ways that are inappropriate for daddy's little girl. he watches me from the doorway as i roll up my skirt and take off the opaque tights underneath and pose in the mirror. dad can't help but notice how grown up his little girls body is getting, how cute my ass looks in my panties and how pretty my lower back is... leading down into my hips that have certainly gotten wider. daddy snaps himself out of it, knowing that he just has to teach me a lesson about what will happen if i dress inappropriately and attract attention from men. he comes over to me and pulls me into him by the hips, making me giggle. my giggles get cut off by a gasp, though, as his hands move to travel up my thighs and under my skirt.
"babygirl, you know you're too young to dress like this, right? daddy's disappointed that you thought you could break the rules like that."
"i think you need a lesson, honey. daddy has to show you the consequences of dressing inappropriately."
Daddy would never tolerate if anyone else touched me like he does, and he has to remind me that he's the only one who can.
"but daaaad.... i don't wanna dress like a baby! i'm not a baby anymore! i wanna dress like a big girl now!"
that does it for him, and he grabs my skirt and pulls it down and off of me, same with my big girl panties and my socks, leaving me naked from the waist down infront of him. i blush and whine and try to cover my exposed bottom half with my shirt, goosebumps rising on my chilly skin as dad moves my hands away and up, pulling my shirt off too.
his eyes move to my chest, taking in my budding tits for the first time. without much thought, his hands cup them, tweaking my nipples and studying my face.
"da- ah! daddy! why'd you do that!?"
"honey, your body might be developing, but we both know you're still my sweet, helpless babygirl, right? you can have those pretty swollen tits and your pretty full hips and ass all for daddy to play with, but you still need your paci and your diapers and daddy to soothe and change you."
i feel my princess parts start to heat up and ache at the mention of my diapers and my paci, but i shake my head and pout at daddy.
"daddy i promise im a big girl! i don't need diapers! i wanna wear big girl panties and skirts without tights! i wanna- i wanna-"
my words trail off as daddy starts to rub circles into my hips, trailing closer and closer to my inner thighs, then towards my princess parts.
"go on, princess, keep pouting and whining and proving you're daddy's little baby girl. you've already convinced me you need your pacifier to take away all those big girl thoughts, and when i put your paci in, you're going to wet yourself so fast, that i'm gonna have to diaper you first!"
i cant help it, starting to cry and fuss at the idea of being put back in my embarrassingly thick baby-ish diapers and cutesy little girl clothes. my words get jumbled, and i start to sniffle and grab at dad, getting fussier and fussier. dad just hums to himself and pulls me tightly against him, his fingers pressing into my thighs and hips. it makes me dizzy to feel daddy touching me so roughly on some of my most sensitive skin.
"dad i- i don... i don wanna! i wanna be big an- an- an..."
my words are cut off by another round of hiccups and tears, my emotions getting to the level of a full blown tantrum. daddy takes this as all the proof he needs, scooping me up and putting me on the bed before fluffing a pretty pink diaper up and sliding it under my hips. his hands soothe over my hot skin and put my stuffy in my arms for me to hug and hide my face in while he tapes me up nice and tight. the fluffy diaper immediately soothes me, bringing me down from my tantrum to just small sniffles and half-hearted protests.
"dad i'm... im embarrassed to be in my big girl clothes and my diaper..."
daddy laughs a little at that, giving me a pat on the front of my padding and watching my expression change to a pleasured and needy look.
"don't worry my sweet girl, daddy's going to make sure everyone can tell you're my baby. i'm gonna put you in the littlest babygirl clothes you have, hm? then nobody will question the thick diaper thats all fluffy between your legs, right?"
daddy helps me up, standing me in front of the mirror so i can watch as he puts me in the most pink and cutesy, ruffled babygirl outfit ever. he pulls my shirt and skirt onto me and then helps me into my baby pink tights that are just see-through enough that the pattern of my thick diaper shows through.
making me look at myself, daddy parts my lips with his fingers and slips my paci intio my mouth, watching me immediately start to suck on it and my eyes start to droop as i get even smaller for him. he moves behind me and pulls my skirt up, putting one hand on the back of my diaper and one on the front so that he can feel and watch as i soak my padding for him.
"oh baby, you absolutely flooded this diaper, look how soggy it is! all the way up the front and back, im surprised you didn't leak. does that feel good, baby girl? does it feel good to have your accident and prove you need daddy to keep you diapered?"
i whine and nod in return, bending my knees and rocking my princess parts into the soaked padding where daddys hand is resting. he moans a little and maneuvers me onto the bed, on my hands and knees with my diapered ass up in the air. grabbing me by the hips, daddy holds me still while he grinds himself against my soaked padding through his boxers, making me moan and drool and whine into my paci.
daddy grinds against my diaper until he gets close, flipping me onto my back and using one hand to un-tape my diaper partially and another to stroke his cock. he moans at my slicked up princess parts and the sticky mess i left on my wet padding, moving his hips forward and rubbing his tip all over my needy parts. he slowly works himself into my drippy hole while rubbing my clit, helping me stay relaxed enough to where he can bottom out inside my tight little kid parts. daddy doesn't give me a long time to adjust before he fucks into my kiddo parts hard and fast, putting his hand on my tummy where he can see and feel the bulge he is making. his thumb works my clit until im crying and whining into my paci, shaking and clinging to my stuffed animal while i cum around dads cock, getting so tight that he cant help but push as deep as he can and cum unprotected in his little girl.
