“No, Daddy. You’re right. I was just nervous.”?
He winked at her. “Daddy’s always right. But we’re at the most accepting place in the world, Bitty. Nobody is going to be unkind to you about your diapers, okay?”
“Okay, Daddy.”
“And if we decide that Baby Dallas likes diapers and wants to wear them all of the time, do you really think your friends would have an ick because of it?”
“No, Daddy. They want me to be happy,” she said, repeating his earlier words back to him.
“That’s right, Bitty. They just want you to be happy.”
He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead before straightening and grabbing two diapers. “Alright, baby. Do you want ghosts or bats?”
She tapped her chin as she thought, melting Pike’s heart. “Ghosties, Daddy.”
“Good choice!”
“Daddy, can Teefs has a diaper too, so her doesn’t feel left out?”
Pike didn’t miss the extra Little speak but didn’t comment in fear of embarrassing her. “We can try, Bitty. Daddy might have to cut one of yours into several pieces.”
“Das okay. Even if it doesn’t work. I fink she will be glad we tried.”
Absolutely precious. Pike’s heart ached from the tenderness he felt toward his precious Little girl.
He squeezed some of the diaper cream onto his finger and applied it to her bottom. Her pussy was pink and glistening and even though his cock ached, he wouldn’t take her sexually tonight. It had been a very long day for them both and he wanted Dallas well rested for her first full day at the Ranch tomorrow. Not that he had much planned. It was going to just be a fun day for them.?
Lifting her ankles in his big hand, he lifted her bottom off the mat and slid a soft diaper under her. The faint blush was back and covering all of her body, but he kept going like nothing different was happening.
After securing the tapes on the diaper, he patted her belly. “How does that feel, Bitty?”
“Good, Daddy.”
“It’s not pinchy anywhere?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Good. That’s what Daddy wanted to hear.” He grabbed the black snap-crotch onesie he’d had made for her and worked it over her head before unbuckling her and helping her sit up on the table.
“Is a zombie!” she squealed, running her hands over the embroidery.
“I thought you might like that one,” he said. The onesie had a bright purple zombie with a zebra print hairbow stuck to her zombie curls. It had been an odd request but the creator of the online shop hadn’t even hesitated when he’d ordered her spooky clothes. He worked her arms into the garment before laying her back down and snapping it between her legs.
Once he was done, he picked her up, settling her onto his hip once more. Dallas decided she really liked being held like that.?
He walked to the small kitchenette and pulled out a protein shake from the fridge. It was one Dallas was familiar with because he always had her drink one after her dinner. It was vanilla flavored and dairy free since dairy sometimes affected her asthma.
Reaching up, he pulled a bottle out of the cabinet. It was solid black, including the nipple. “It’s very hard to find spooky babas, Bitty, but Daddy did manage to find some black ones for you.”
“Thank you, Daddy. I loves it.”
Dallas was always so grateful for anything he purchased her and he was so humbled by her big heart.
“I’m glad you like it, baby.” With one hand he poured the protein shake into the bottle and screwed on the cap. It took some maneuvering, but the determined Daddy made it happen.
“Here, baby,” Pike said, reclining Dallas on his lap after he’d settled into the rocking chair in the nursery.
She opened her mouth and Pike slid the nipple inside. Dallas lifted her hands to try and take the bottle, but he shook his head. “Daddy’s got it, baby, you just relax and enjoy.”
