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What to Wear With a White BabyDoll Dress

What to Wear With A White BabyDoll DressFrom the book:

From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience

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here is another little story with three different endings.

3 Ways are Always Better than One.

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What to Wear With a White BabyDoll Dress –

The Daddy-n-Me day was about to take a trip, out-n-about.  And Emmie, being a girl about it, needed to do a few things to her appearance before she would feel presentable.  Whereas the belief might’ve been that her priorities were backwards if she didn’t care what she looked like when only around him as opposed to caring quite a bit what she looked like when around perfect strangers in public, the real truth was that all the primping and preparations Emmie made for time outside of the home were done because she truly didn’t care.  Make-up, clothing, nails and all the like were simple garnishments that merely decorated who she really was.  And when at home, she could let her hair down and relax.  And only then would she reveal the truly presentable piece of herself … her heart.

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The Perfect Way to Start the Day

The Perfect Way to Start the DayFrom the book:

From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience

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here is a little story with three different endings.

3 Ways are Always Better than One.

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The Perfect Way to Start the Day –

Saturday morning, 8am.  And from the moment the sun finally ascended over the trees in the back yard, Emmie knew it was going to be a beautiful day. Lying on her tummy, she lifted her head up off the pillow to feel underneath it for her pacifier.  Many a-days, she would awake and have no idea where she had spit the pacifier out in her sleep.  But Mack had become accustomed to putting it under her pillow when he would awaken.  Slipping the pacifier in her mouth, she took another look out the bedroom window, nursing on the rubber nipple as the first golden rays of the day reached high enough to beam down and cascade through the window onto her body.

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The Perfect Way to Start the Day – The Yittlin Option

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The Yittlin Option –

     Emmie turned to mush on the inside, lying on the bed and watching him take out everything he would need to change her.  Placing his hand on the area of diaper between her legs, he waited patiently until she finished peeing.  And my, oh my, did she feel little already.  All it took was the sight of him and a few words, spoken with that deep, groggy morning voice he was swallowing with coffee.  Emmie was hopelessly in love with him and it warmed her senses to know that she could be exactly who she was in front of him.  She didn’t have to dress to impress or mock a modesty she didn’t really understand or even carry herself in an unnatural way to get his attention.  Mack’s attention and care of her was already there, as if his thoughts were a half a step ahead of hers.  She liked that part a lot.  And she loved him a lot, too.  Smiling brightly behind her pacifier, she bent her elbows, resting her forearms on either side of her head and cupping her fingers into light balls as he placed everything needed to change her in the middle of the bed.

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The Perfect Way to Start the Day – The Saga Option

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The Saga Option –

      Mack took something out of the nightstand drawer, but Emmie didn’t see what it was.  She honestly didn’t care just then.  She was mesmerized by him and by how he had taken a simple fantasy and made it reality for her.  Knowing that he cared like that was all it took for her to hand over her heart to him.  And since that glorious moment when she bonded with him, dynamic took on greater meaning.  Going through life with a passionate heart was an admirable quality.  And in that sense, Emmie was already an amazing girl.  But going through life with someone to share her passionate heart with made her amazingly happy.  That was Mack’s effect.  He was more than just an accepting person, but also – the Daddy she always wanted to wind up with.  Lying before him, with bent knees, this day would be her journey to find what existed beyond happy.  And she couldn’t have been more excited to be his BabyGirl for the trip and, if the fates allowed, for a lifetime.

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The Perfect Way to Start the Day – The Grat Option

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The Grat Option –

Mack kept his hand inside the open nightstand drawer.  There were several different things he could pick up from inside it.  Some she needed, presently.  Some she wanted.  And he knew it.  It was one of many moments of realization with him that made her tingle with the mere thought that he already knew the key to her arousal.  And with an ever-steady pacing, he commanded her heart as well as her mind and as well as her body.  There was a delicate mixture of sensations and anticipation needed to break her out of the comfort of the moment, thrusting her forward with impressions that were certainly anything but delicate.  But that was the point: to redirect her down of pathway that wasn’t her choosing but rather, her duty to follow.  And as she watched him taking that wooden paddle with the holes in it out of the nightstand drawer, she tingled all over, regressing to submission without missing a heart beat to skip.

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What to Wear With a White BabyDoll Dress – The Saga Option

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The Saga Option –

Emmie smiled warmly at him, feeling the same spark as he did.  Her wiles had once again done their job.  And so long as he always got that look in his eyes when he saw her naked, she knew there would never be anything that would come between them.  When it was broken down to its bare elements, she was a girl and he was guy.  And they went together perfectly.  The rest was just a bunch of details that made life interesting and personal. 

She walked into his arms and his embrace, feeling his hands on her back and then on her bottom, patting her gently.  And as he rocked her back and forth in his arms, she closed her eyes – feeling his affection through touch.  It wasn’t the only touch she would remember from this day, but since he woke her up that morning, everything had continued building from the previous.  Soon, it would kick into high gear, but before that could happen, there was a little pampering she needed. 

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What to Wear With a White BabyDoll Dress – The Grat Option

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The Grat Option –

Emmie curled her arms up, crossing them in front of her body as her shoulders shrunk.  Her chin lowered and she became overwhelmed with a sense of how naked she was.  Added into that feeling was the knowledge of all the more clothing she would be wearing – a paper-thin, short dress and that thick disposable diaper in his hand.  She stepped forward into his chest, awaiting his directions – only to be spun around as he pressed her back against his chest.  He turned her to face the mirror as he wrapped his arms around her.  The image of the two of them was one that made clear their roles.  She entered into a state of submission, joining her own wrists in front of her chest and pinning her forearms in her cleavage.  She trembled in his arms, full of uncertainty, of what to do, of how to feel.  And her eyes, so beautifully made up, began to well with tears.  It was at that moment that Mack took control, not just of her body but also of her emotions.

Shutting the bathroom door, he took hold of her wrists and turned her to face the back of the door.  She continued trembling as he held her wrists above her head and pressed her naked body up against the door.  Cracking her reddened bottom a few more times, his smacks echoed off the bathroom walls, adding another tone in her ears aside from the high pitched squeals coming from her.  Her bottom was so red it looked like it was ready to burst into flames.  But as she bit her lower lip to get through the initial pains of the new sting, she stopped trembling – suddenly finding comfort in his aggression.

She would pay him a thank you for that adjustment of her emotion but not before he unfolded the diaper and flattened it to her bottom before pressing his groin into her backside.  She felt her sweetness being pushed against the door, renewing the swell between her legs.  But this time, her arousal would be denied as he reached below her diapered bottom and forced the diaper up onto her front.  Releasing her wrists, he pressed his groin against her diapered bottom – pushing all his weight against her as he fastened the tapes snuggly at her hips.  She held her arms above her head, keeping them out of his way to avoid a correction for having lowered them without permission.

Picking the white dress up off the sink counter, he gathered up the light material and slipped it down over her hands-n-arms, but stopped it from draping down her frame by cupping her breasts with his hands.  Pinching her nipples, he rubbed his fingers together.  She clenched her teeth as long as she cloud, but quickly whimpered into a fuss.  And the moment she fussed, he turned her nipples in his fingers as he also turned her to face the mirror again.

“You need to finish up, baby,” he whispered in her ear as he released her nipples and took his hands away from her breasts to allow the white dress to drape down the rest of her frame.

And as the dress stretched out its length, she saw how it did, in fact, reach her thighs.  But it only barely reached her thighs, leaving just a bit of the diaper between her legs sticking out in view under the bottom hem.  She went to work on her hair, opting to leave in down on her shoulders, but realizing that if she ever got the impulse to shrink up her shoulders while they were out, she would also be lifting the white dress up and showing her diaper to whomever might be watching.  And since she was going to be wearing a skimpy outfit, the usual quiet watchers would be multiplied in number.  Her secret would get out and there was no better way to make her compliant than to deprive her of the ability to move freely without discovery.  And that was a mind fuck that lived up to its name.

On the way out of the house and to the car, Emmie became accustomed to her waddle and her crinkle, two things she would have limited time to get under control before she was in the public’s eye.  But the more she thought about how he had made her preparations additional restrictions, the more that arousal kept swelling up between her legs.  And at the first red light, she reached over to begin rubbing the inner thigh of his right leg.  Her repeated spanking of the morning were low enough that she felt the red marks while sitting.  And even though she had the relief of a padded diaper to sit on, the ache remained – all of this making her want a few things just a bit more. 

At the present moment, her want was to say thank you to him.  And her favorite way to do this awaited his permission only.  Patiently rubbing his thigh, she decided to be bold as she reached to the zipper of his pants and lowered it, figuring her punishment would be another spanking only if permission wasn’t granted.  But he said nothing, not giving her permission and not denying her.  Instead, he sat there and shifted his waist forward, allowing a smile to form on his face as her hand reached inside his opened zipper.  Pushing through the fly of his boxers, her fingertips found and wrapped themselves around his erection, ever-stiffening at her touch until it was rock hard.  Pulling it out, Emmie clenched her tiny hand around his girth, stroking him up and down with a tightness that made clear how it was always good to have a snack handy for his little girl.  And before he could say no, she spit on his tip to moisten the thank you that would be more than a mouthful to say ahead of plunging her mouth around his cock.

Emmie was right in not putting any lip stick on and as the red light turned green, Mack slammed on the gas at the same moment that she gave suction around him.  Her saliva swirled around his girth as did her tongue, circling him and pressing in on his underside vein.  She plunged his tip into the back of her throat and then withdrew his length, stroking him quickly as his stiffness emerged from lips.  Then she slowly slid him back into her mouth all the way to her throat, keeping that suction and tightness along the way.

She wanted it all – every single seed he was ready to offer her.  Being submissive she had learned to swallow her pride at times.  She had learned to swallow a lot of things:  wearing her heart on her sleeve – even when she didn’t have sleeves to hold her emotions, being overcome by him and his effect on her and helplessly allowing vulnerability to become her way of life as opposed to a fleeting thought in mind never realized.  Most every dream could not only be realized but made even better.  All she had to do was not wear the pants.

But as he pulled up to the final red light on mall road, she would learn the answer to that question she thought of back in the bathroom at home.  And without a pulse of warning, he erupted inside her mouth, grabbing the back of her hair to redirect her pace to slow down as she took all of his seeds and swallowed them with a hum to her voice that planted vibrations up and down his length. 

A split second before the red light turned green, he clenched the hair at the back of her head into his fist and yanked her head back.  Her mouth slid off his cock and she opened her eyes to see two guys in the car next to them who had been watching her head bobbing up and down.  His seeds shot up, covering her chin as she smiled and winked at the guys before Mack turned right into the mall parking lot.

Mack found a parking space as she sucked him dry the rest of the way, cleaned him with her tongue and then stored him away for later.  Sitting up, she cleaned her face and reapplied the make-up that would make his side look good when he wore her on his arm.

And as they crossed that mall parking lot, she perfected her waddle and found how to shift her hips to lessen her crinkle, but smiled brightly at the answer she sought all along.  There were many things she could’ve worn with that little white babydoll dress, but the only thing missing from her outfit was a set of footprints to walk in – right alongside his.  Waddling in through the entrance, she realized that it was Mack who made her look good.  A lot of girls could doll themselves up, but she had discovered something that applied just as easily as touch-up make-up … her place by his side.

And if the shoe fit, she was going to wear it.

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