Story time with Daddy Bear
This is my first time writing anything so please let me know what I can do differently
(This is mostly a work of fiction)
I get into my elevator with absolute butterflies in my stomach, this will be the first time little gosling comes out with our friends wearing her new underwear. After a talk between us, she took the huge step of telling the girls that she wants to express her little side, and after explaining what ddlg is -- she even mentioned she likes wearing pull-ups and diapers to help her become little much easier -- all of her girlfriends thought was super adorable and fully endorsed saying everyone has their thing. And some other friends shared their interests and one even said she enjoys being a sub and likes ddlg to an extent.
She’s started her 24/7 journey recently, last thing I want is to overwhelm her the first time being around friends dressed like this. So although I am sceptical about her wearing pull-ups, rather than her more usual and thicker diapers, I can let it slide for tonight. Even daddy can be persuaded if the eyes looking up are big enough.
As I turn the key to my apartment, I look at my phone to see if she’s responded to my text from 15 mins ago, saying we’re almost there, but my notifications are only filled with messages from instagram from friends sending funny videos. I’m a bit worried, but figure that she’s most likely too busy putting on makeup or finishing her chores to see my text so I brush it off.
As we walk into my apartment my babygirl is nowhere to be seen, no noise, nothing. Our friends walk into the apartment with a night full of good food, good company on their minds, and with no knowledge of the absolute crisis that’s happening in my head. I have the thought that maybe just maybe she fell asleep since she works a lot, and sometimes when my babygirl needs a nap, she naps.
“Hey Bella, where ya at little girl?” Our friend calls out to no response.
“Maybe I should check the bedroom quick, you guys stay here--" I try to rush to the door, but our friend gets there first.
She barges into our bedroom to the sight of gosling napping and completely unaware.
“OMG...” a little laugh escapes from her, “Bella!"
Bella is startled awake and immediately looks up. As she realizes her mistake, she tries desperately to tug her tiny skirt down and cover her infantile choice of underwear. But its too late, the damage has always been done.
