Butterflies and “BabyGirls” of the World

Every story has a beginning. Before Zeke and Lily got to know one another and before they took a Caribbean cruise to the Bahamas, they were perfect strangers who shared a common interest in a fetish. This is the story of the day they first met face-to-face at a mall in Lancaster County, PA.

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This story is taken from Zeke and Lily: Once Upon A Beginning.

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“Butterflies and BabyGirls” –

“You have this obsession with butterflies,” Zeke said.

“Obsession?” Lily asked. “What do you mean?”

“Butterflies in your tummy when you get nervous or when you get excited or when you almost get discovered,” he explained. “And butterfly flower shampoo.”

“No,” she corrected. “It’s a skin lotion.”

“Whatever it is. The point is this….” Zeke said. “…a butterfly represents many things. One of which is long life.”

“What else does a butterfly represent?” she asked, intrigued.

“Butterflies also represent rebirth. From a caterpillar to a cocoon, reborn into a butterfly,” he answered. “The name Lily also means rebirth.”

“So I’m supposed to wrap myself into a cocoon and be reborn as a butterfly,” she said with a laugh.

“Not exactly,” he said, sharing her humor. “But you definitely have some sort of connection with the butterfly.”

“It’s amazing that a butterfly represents long life and I get butterflies in my tummy, even though I deal with stomach pains from time to time that hurt so bad I want to die.”

“Really?” he asked, concerned. “You ought to see a doctor about that.”

“It’s nothing, just a little indigestion,” she said, blowing the subject off as to not draw any attention to it. “My name also means purity and sometimes fertility. What does the name Zeke mean?”

“It means God will Strengthen,” he said. “I’m not sure how that relates to me.”

“So the butterflies in my tummy and my name mean that I am pure, fertile and destined to be reborn. And you will be made stronger by God,” she summarized.

“It’s interesting that we both have found a love for ABDL,” he said. “I’m a Daddy and you are a Nena.”

“A what?” she asked.

“It’s Spanish for BabyGirl,” he responded.

“Really?” she said, laughing. “What is it in German?”

“Töchterchen.”

“Holland?”

“Meisje.”

“How do you know these words?” she asked. “Do you speak all these languages?”

“Nope,” he answered. “But last night I memorized how to say BabyGirl in all those languages so I could impress you today.”

Lily paused for a moment, staring at him with a smile on her face. Then she broke out into laughter.

“Okay. Impress me some more,” she said, enjoying this. “How about in Italian?”

“Neonata,” he answered quickly.

“Swedish?”

“Barnflicka.”

“Portugal?”

“Menina de Bebê.”

“Turkey?”

“Bebek Kız.”

“Romania?”

“Fetito.”

“I like that one … Fetito,” she said, sounding it out slowly. “What about French?”

“Petitee Fille,” he answered while seeing something that interested him in the clothing store they were passing by. “Or… bébé.”

Zeke took her by the hand, led her into the store and straight to a rack of clothing. Lily looked at the t-shirt hanging in front of her. It was a pink, short-sleeved shirt that had the word “Bebe” on the front with butterflies underneath it.

“It is amazing, isn’t it?” he asked, taking the shirt to the register and buying it for her. “Almost like a fairy tale beginning.”

“Once Upon a Beginning,” she said with a smile.

Lily was really enjoying herself. Zeke was very easy to get along with and he made her laugh and laugh often with his silliness. At the same time, his charm had found a way to touch her heart. Being by his side felt so right and so good. Could she have actually found who she was looking for?

Also read: “How Lily First Took His Breath Away“