Taken from the dream scenario book:
The Crinklebury Tales
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here is a one BabyGirl’s vision of what to dream about … and more importantly, why.
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How to Dream Big About Being Little – Part One
Thursday morning – 4:15am
Vaughn pulled into the next travel center that appeared on the turnpike. It had been more than four hours of driving already and everyone needed to stretch their legs, at this point. Some of the passengers needed a change as well. But whatever the individual reasons were, breaking the monotony of the road trip was paramount.
“Come on, baby,” Georgia said to Elena, opening the side door of the Suburban as everyone filed out and began stretching their limbs.
Georgia was the ever-ready Mommy of the group, no matter where they were or what they were doing – even though she was submissive herself. And Elena was the ever-ready baby of the group, as shy as could be but as sweet as could be too. And, stepping out of the Suburban, Elena was likely the only one of them who hadn’t soaked through her diaper in those first four hours of travel.
Taking hold of Georgia’s hand and heading into the travel center, Elena was filled with excitement for the destination that was only another four hours away … CrinkleCon, the summertime ABDL convention that had been creating a buzz online. And while being excited by that, she was also excited by the stories people had been telling on the trip so far … personal dream scenarios – where everything worked out perfectly, where cookies possessed no calories and where everyone was as accepting as hope would allow.
Everyone in the caravan jumped at the idea of telling their dream scenarios in story form … except for the super-shy Elena.
But as she walked into the travel center, stopping at the electric road map and seeing the remainder of their overnight journey, she began to wonder if she would have enough courage to tell the rest of the group about her dream scenario. Filled with insecurities, Elena hoped the others wouldn’t hear her dream story and think it to be too shallow. That would be a detrimental set-back for her, to pour something straight out of her heart and to have it trampled all over.
Everyone in the group seemed nice, though. They always had. They were all very friendly with her and for as long as she knew them, they had always protected her. Being overly-shy wasn’t always a bad thing. But she had a big decision to make.
Hearing the sound of diaper tapes being pulled on, a multiplying noise coming from the guy’s bathroom, Elena covered her mouth – trying to prevent herself from snorting with laughter. Thank goodness there was no one else in that travel center at 4:15 in the morning.
As she stood there, waiting for the others, Elena went through a series of fluctuating decisions – convincing herself that she could tell everyone her dream scenario and then doubting she could do it the next second. She likely would have continued doing this all night long, had Vaughn not emerged from the guy’s bathroom – determined to keep their trek to CrinkleCon in motion.
“Everybody ready?” Vaughn asked. “Good. Let’s saddle up.”
And back out of the travel center they all went, Elena seeing the opportunity before her.
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The BabyGirl got home, took her shoes off and curled up in the fetal position on the couch. She was so tired she didn’t even look for a blanket. And though she was tired, she had never been happier.
