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Chapter 8
« Reply #7 on: June 06, 2009, 06:49:01 AM »
Chapter 8





 My dad was quite for awhile then my mom looked at him and said “I think it is time he knows.” Dad then said “Ok, why don’t you go with your mom and get changed and meet me in my office.” I went with mom and she took off my tee shirt and put a short play dress on me and had me step into a pair of matching panties that she pulled up over my diapers and plastic pants. Mom then helped me put on a pair of white sandals. Mom told me “Ok go on and see your Dad and he will explain everything.”

 I walked into Dad’s office and he said “You feel better being in a cute dress?” I told him yes very much. Dad then told me to go to the bookshelf and get the album named SLG. I had seen the album several times, but had never looked at it. For the most part Dad’s office was off limits unless he asks us to come in. I got the album and carried it to Dad. He sat it on the desk and had me sit in his lap. He said “I think this will explain a lot.” He opened the album and there were lots of pictures of three very pretty little girls dressed in very pretty dresses. The first pictures showed the girls at about the age of eight to nine years old. As we flipped through the pages I could see the girls were getting older and one of the girls looked like someone I knew. Then I knew who it was. I looked at Dad and said “Daddy is that you?” He held me close and said “Yes sweetheart it is.” I told him “You were so cute.” He said “Thank you very much.” I ask him “What was your girl name?” He said “Well believe it or not it was Elizabeth.” I said “Just like mine and I didn’t even know about you.” “It is a little strange isn’t it” Dad said. I ask Dad if I knew the other little girls. He told me that I did know one of them and that the other one worked in Vegas where she had her own little girl show.

 As I got closer to the end of the album I was shocked that I did know one of the other girls. I looked at Dad and pointed to one of the girls and said “Is that Mr. Simpson my school superintendent?” Dad said “Yes, but back then she was Brenda.” I finished the album and closed it and ask Dad “Are you ever a little girl any more?” Dad said “Well kind of. I still have to be in diapers all the time because I never could get control of my bladder again.”  â€śThat’s what happens when you decide to be a baby again.” I asked “So you are in diapers right now?” He said “Yes, a very wet diapers and I am wearing my little girl panties over my diaper.” “So you never out grow being a special little girl?” I ask. “No you never do. It is something very special you keep all your life.” I hugged Dad and said “I was hoping you would say that because I always want to be a special little girl.” I then sat back and said “I just have one more question for now.” Dad said “Ok what is it?” “Do you ever get to wear dresses and be a real special little girl?” Dad said “Yes sometimes your mom dresses me in my special dresses and takes care of me, but only on special days.” I then said “I bet you wished you could be a Special Little Girl all the time don’t you?” Dad just gave me a big hug. I thought to myself that I was a very lucky little girl and I also thought “I bet Daddy would look cute in his little girl dresses”.

 I felt so good knowing that I was going to be able to stay in diapers and my cute dresses and be the Special Little Girl that I wanted to be, but I had so many questions. How would I tell my friends? What would they think? Was I going to be able to be a Special Little Girl all the time even when I went to church and school? Would my room be changed to a baby girl’s room? I was so excited about my new life. Then Daddy said “I think this little girl needs a diaper change.” I had wet my diaper and didn’t even know I was doing it, all I knew was that my wet diaper felt so good.


 

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