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Last night I had a chance to help a friend who is going through a tough time, have some much needed “little time”. She was of course under the watchful eye of her close friend and surrogate mommy for the night “me” who was under the watchful eye of an experienced Daddy. While at the store I purchased her a simple white little night dress to sleep in, she is growing out of so many clothes and it’s important to me that she realizes though big and pregnant she is still a very beautiful girl. I held a few options up to her amazingly adorable pregnant form and made sure that the one we chose had a good fit, with a little room to grow and that the fabric felt soft to her. Settling on a white one we got everything else together, our cart full enough for two young girls and we made our way to the front of the store. At the register I took over the responsibilities and let her just rest. With both our wallets and a cart filled with shopping bags we left the store and in my mind I started thinking about what she might need that night. I thought about her day and even the past week, about anything she had complained about or expressed being a bother. Once we arrived at her home I had formulated my plan.

Shortly after all that had to be done for the end of the day and week was completed, I started running her bath. She was going potty while I did this so I came in and informed her of what she was going to do. With little protest, I helped her out of her clothes and guided her into the tub. Once she was in there I had to fight off an overwhelming urge to bathe her myself. I just imagined how nice it would be to rub and gently massage her body, washing away all the stress of a long hard week, while she smiled up at me, the way only a babygirl can. I decided it was best for now if I stepped out. However I am a careful mommy and kept the door open to the bathroom, so where I was sitting on the bed I could watch her take a bath. I took this time to check in with Sir, because I missed Him already and I think I also honestly needed some encouragement. He was very supportive and even gave me a few ideas. .

When she was finished in the tub, I helped her out of course and then gently dried off her whole body. Then I explained to her the redeeming qualities of baby lotion to relax us and calm us as babygirls, not to mention how wonderful it is to pamper your skin, I did all of this speaking in soft calming almost sing song style tone while I lotioned her body and put her little nightgown on her. Once this was done I put in one of our favorite little girl movies and snuggled with her on the couch. With her head in my lap I played with her and occasionally whispered into her ear about how important she is to me, and brought attention to some of her softer qualities. As she started to really settle down, I could feel her falling asleep. I let her doze in and out and I typed to Sir on my phone. When she finally stopped waking herself back up and fighting sleep so hard, I gently nudged her and helped her to bed. I tucked her in, brought her some water and kisses her a few times on her baby soft face.

In the morning I wanted to continue pampering her at least a little, so I woke up at 630 AM with the 2 year old thankfully right before he had a chance to wake her up. He eventually got to her however; it was almost 9 AM when that happened. I made sure everyone ate a good healthy breakfast, and that all were dressed and ready to go out for the day.  As much fun as the time with her was I knew we all had to return to the world of the adult today but I wanted to make sure she did so at least with some good rest and a relaxed body and spirit. Hopefully in the future we will have more opportunities to explore this path further. 

This afternoon my roughly 24 hour time period away from home ended with a trip to a pet store. It was time to start building up another part of my toy and play stuff. Yesterday Sir had informed me of some things I would need to be putting together and besides a diaper bag, the other thing was a few puppy items. It made sense to get started on this stuff as soon as possible. I don’t know what the future holds but it’s important to me that wherever this path takes me, I can demonstrate early on my ability to get started, to follow through and of course my level of excitement for the new things that are coming into my life. 

At a pet store on a Saturday afternoon, was probably not fully thought through this morning. However once there I was determined to make the best of it. Sir and I got on the phone together and I began my shopping. At first I calmed my nerves with the thoughts that people probably just assumed I was shopping for my dog, who was at home waiting for these new presents. Though having Sir on my phone talking me through what I was doing, I was unable to hold on to this silly denial. I imagine that was part of His reason for wanting to experience this with me. He did talk to me about how I was feeling, encouraged me to share my thoughts honestly with Him. I did my best to ignore the loud busy store and focus on the sound of His voice and the thoughts in my mind. I remember at one point picturing myself naked in the backyard, on all fours, His little pet, who He had just taken outside so she could use the potty like a proper animal. In my mind He was also playing with me a bit, tossing toys into the yard for me to retrieve and bring back, to place at His feet or in His waiting hand. I imagined that one of the times I brought the toy back, He instead greeted me with His fully erect rock hard cock in His hands, stroking it slowly. I stop at His feet and look up at Him panting and whimpering softly, begging Him without words because He says puppies don’t speak. He was saying that I was a good girl and that now it was time for a treat.

I believe my fantasy was derailed by something much less pleasant however it was really nice, something I should probably write more about later, or at least think on it more in the near future. He informed me today that when I get to make my puppy tag it will have me labeled as cum puppy. I find this thought deeply arousing, somewhat humiliating and oddly endearing all at the same time. We never did find a collar yet today but I have no doubt we will soon. I did pick up a pet bed to go at the bottom of my cage, two puppy bowls (one for eating and one for drinking) as well as a few dog toys for fun. I feel very excited about the future and grateful to have met this man. I hope that I am able to make Him proud for a long time to come. 

Oh and I almost forgot 

As a little girl last night I went to the store and purchased some baby products. Sir wants me to start working on putting together a diaper bag. Secretly for a while I have been in possession of some pieces of little girl stuff and nearly no one knew this but me, and of course.. now Him. At the store I decided to pick up baby powder, regular baby lotion, baby wipes, and night time baby wash and lotion. I don’t need the night time version for my diaper bag of course. However I was thinking to myself while in the store that; if I need to start getting myself ready to experience  these things, ready for Him to take me deeper in what was only just a secret fantasy. I need to start preparing myself. I never had a fantasy about diapering or regressing that far back. In fact I was not really interested in it to that deep of a level before. Yet now with this new Man slowly becoming the person my world revolves around. The last thing I want to do is put a limit where there is no reason for one. Not to mention the fact that unless it was a hard limit of course, He wouldn’t have let me, this is how I prefer it. So in the spirit of preparing myself to go to these new places, it made sense to seriously consider adding a nightly or (perhaps left often) ritual of taking a shower in night time baby wash, just to rinse off the day sort of speak. Then before getting pj’s on or getting naked whichever He prefers, I can lotion myself from head to toe with night time baby lotion. The idea arouses me of course.. in my mind I picture getting into bed next to Him, clean and fresh, all ready for sleeping. Then to be permitted the privilege of getting to suck on His cock like a lolly or a pacifier as I get ready to fall asleep. I have many fantasies that start out this way and just thinking about them as I write this I am squirming in my desk chair and my little clit has been awakened by these ideas. I am starting to get even more wet than I already was. 

As I sit here naked from the aspect of a slave, I feel good because I am being obedient. I feel excited at the prospect of the possibility to be able to serve on a more consistent basis. I feel aroused at seeing myself as an object for His pleasure and use. I feel really happy that I met someone new and wonderful but above all someone who is just as real as I am. A Master with the training, experience and desire to guide me, teach me and allow me to live up to my highest calling. After one very long night and conversation (that felt like a short amount of time) I realize I don’t necessarily “have to” obey Him but I want to so bad. He keeps saying to do what feels right. That’s not easy for me… being aware of how I feel or what I feel but I am giving it my best. He never really pushed me to do anything last night or this morning, he certainly didn't assume I would be obedient like many do. However it’s more like I was begging for it. He talked about doing things with me in the future that I don’t mention in my profile, that aren't on any of my lists, things I have only thought of and rarely if ever even spoke of out loud. It felt nice to finally been seen for whom I really am. I even told my girlfriend about meeting Him last night before I went to bed. It’s like I had to tell someone.

As I sit here naked from the aspect of a puppy girl a pet of sorts. I feel less human being totally naked like this. While parts of me feel very uncomfortable being naked, the part of me that is primal, that is animal feels very right. When I woke up this morning I wanted to curl up on the floor by His feet and wait silently to see if He felt like petting me or not. He really seems like He could be a real Trainer and Owner. Last night during part of the conversation I was on my puppy blanket which is now on my big comfy chair. For a while I was curled up in it like a puppy would be a real animal as if it were lying down in the big chair. I did however keep eyeing the floor… considering if I shouldn't be there instead. I wonder if He will like the fact that I have a puppy cage. I wonder if He has any ideas or pointers on how I can sleep in it and not be very miserably uncomfortable. Last night and this morning my mind has done a great deal of wondering on how far He would want to go with puppy/pet training. There are so many things that can be done, fantasies I have and things I am literally afraid I can’t do… nothing however that I won’t do, of course.

As I sit here naked from the aspect of a babygirl. I want to know where my clothes are and why I can’t wear them, at least panties. I know I am doing what I am supposed to do but it feels strange. I keep trying to imagine what it would feel like if there was a Daddy here. I wonder if He would want to do the morning babygirl style. I don’t even really know what it means… But I bet the really awesome Man I met last night knows what that means. It’s not easy to think about all the places that He wants to take me, and I don’t mean just physically. I worry about Him seeing how fragile this part of me is. I wonder if He could really make me feel safe, no one has done that in nearly 6 years. I can never really embrace this part of myself because it’s not convenient and often not safe. Sure I have been a little but never as young as I truly feel like I could be. The strange thing is that He sees me being able to go even younger than I have ever given any serious thought to. I have toyed with different ideas but I have never been any younger than maybe grade school age as a little around another real person. I am both excited and terrified. When i laid in bed last night thinking about what it would be like to have a real Daddy that truly accepted and in fact encouraged me to regress… I will admit that while thinking I fantasized about lying in bed next to Him sucking on the head of His cock as if it were a lollipop, not to necessarily result in Him cuming but to just be a comforting feeling.