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Daddy Ross and Baby Amy are both adults over 18 years old. This story is fictional and contains role-play between two consenting adults. This story has nothing to do with real children.
The Role Play Adventures of Baby Amy & Daddy Ross
Amys Potty Training- Part 2- Written By Daddy Ross
‘Daddy’ finishes wiping Amy’s ‘Jenny’ with the nice warm wet flannel and then dries it with the towel. “What would you like to do today Amy ?” he says, as he applies the nappy cream to her now dry ‘Jenny’. Amy doesn’t respond. She is watching ‘Daddy’ unfold the pull-up, still a little apprehensive. “I can make you some more play doh if you like and we can play with it on the front deck together ” ‘Daddy’ continues, as he pulls the pull-ups over Amy’s feet and then up to her knees. “Lift up baby” and ‘Daddy’ pulls the pull-ups over Amy’s bottom. Surprisingly she feels snug and secure, just like a real nappy but without the padding quite as thick as she normally feels on her bottom. “Stand up baby and give ‘Daddy’ a twirl in your new pants” ‘Daddy’ says and Amy jumps to her feet – beaming proudly ! “Wow you are a pretty girl in your new big girl pull-ups baby” ‘Daddy’ continues. Amy looks down at her new pull-up, twisting around trying to see them from all angles. “I like them ‘Daddy’” she finally says and throws her arm around ‘Daddy’ in a big cuddle. They both hold each other for an age, not wanting to let go but final ‘Daddy’ pulls apart and leads ‘Daddy’ towards the bathroom. “You’re a good girl princess, ‘Daddy’ is proud of you”. ‘Daddy’ pulls off Amy’s pj top, pausing to admire her standing there, just in her new pull-ups. ‘Daddy’ was a little sad that Amy was growing up - he wanted to keep his little girl for ever ! He runs the tap and fills the sink with warm soapy and then gets a new flannel and starts to wash Amy’s face. She hates being washed and pulls away from ‘Daddy’ but he holds on tight to her arm. “Don’t be silly baby, you need to have a wash……you don’t want the bogey man to get you because he loves to eat smelly girls you know” Daddy’s says, in a serious voice to Amy, but she just giggles “silly ‘Daddy’ !”. ‘Daddy’ continues to wash his little girl as she contents herself with sucking on her thumb. Soon she is all dry and he then proceeds to wrap her in a big fluffy towel to keep he all warm and snug. “Ok baby, lets get you dressed and I’ll make you some breakfast…..I’ll brush your teeth after that and then we can play” ‘Daddy’ says, smiling at his little girl. “Hooray, Amy responds jumping up and down with excitement. ‘Daddy’ soon has Amy dressed in her denim dungarees with a little navy blue t-shirt underneath. He brushes her hair and ties it up in little pig tails and then leads her downstairs. Amy brings dogger down with her and proceeds to play with him on the floor while ‘Daddy’ gets her coco pops ready. “I want a yoghurt !”, Amy suddenly shouts. She didn’t mean to be so loud and demanding…..it just of popped into her head while as she was playing. ‘Daddy’ is not impressed though, “I beg your pardon young lady !’ he says crossly, pausing as he was about to pore the milk onto her cereal. He is giving her one of his very serious looks and she normally wouldn’t push it……but she was feeling very mischievous this morning. “I want a yoghurt and I want it now !” she screamed. She new this would send ‘Daddy’ over the edge but she just didn’t care…..in fact it made her kind of excited. Crash, the spoon flew out of Daddy’s hand and on to the kitchen work top. He was striding towards Amy, his face red with anger, and she was no longer excited, bit it was too late.
Amy wanted to say sorry but she is just too stubborn for her own good sometimes. ‘Daddy’ even gives her one more chance…..”what did you say young lady ?” he asks as he reaches down to grab Amy by the arm. Feebly, but still defiantly Amy whispers “I want a yoghurt…..”. Her eyes momentarily meeting Daddy’s but she could not hold his stare. ‘Daddy’ half picks up and half drags Amy to the lounge. He stands her in front of him and starts to unclip her dungarees muttering how they are “completely useless when little girls need to be spanked”. Amy tries to pull away shouting, “no, I hate you ‘Daddy’ !” but ‘Daddy’ is too strong and holds her tight while he manoeuvres the dungarees down around her ankles. ‘Daddy’ then pulls Amy so she is face down across his lap, her pull-up covered bum in the air. She is still struggling and shouting but she knows the battle is lost. She REALLY wants to say sorry now but she doesn’t want to back down. Amy can feel Daddy’s hand start to pull the pull-ups down but he is too rough and she can feel the leg tear. ‘Daddy’ swore, the kind of word that Amy would have got a spank for and she couldn’t help but let out a little giggle at the thought. “This is not funny....you rude little girl !” ‘Daddy’ growls and Amy realises that she had really pushed ‘Daddy’ too far. She still doesn't want to back down though….she can't. “Whack”, ‘Daddy’’s bare hand comes down on Amy’s bare bottom. It make her jump, even though she was expecting it and she lets out a little gasp. There are already tears in her eyes but they are from frustration and rage…..in some way the pain almost felt like a comfort. “Whack ! “, the second blow is on the other cheek producing a radiating stinging over Amy’s whole bottom. “You are a very naughty girl sometimes” ‘Daddy’ was saying with a voice heavily tinged with disappointment, as the third “Whack” found it’s mark. Finally ‘Daddy’ heard a little “sorry ‘Daddy’ from Amy and his rage subsides immediately, just as he is about to land the next slap. He holds his hand above Amy’s now red bottom and says softly “are you REALLY sorry baby”. There was a pause “yes ‘Daddy’…..and I don’t hate you…..I love you” came the faint, slightly sobbing reply. Daddy’s heart melts and he immediately pulls Amy up into his arms and holds her there as she snuggles into his chest. “I’m sorry my pull-ups are broken…..can I wear a new pair please ‘Daddy’” Amy finally says, lifting her head slightly. “Of course you can baby” ‘Daddy’ replies, beaming down proudly at his little girl. “Do you need to pee now baby?” he asks softly but Amy shakes her head. “Lets just cuddle her for a little longer baby…..’Daddy’ likes to hold his little girl in his arms’ ‘Daddy’ continues. With that, Amy snuggles back into Daddy’s chest and gives a little satisfied sigh.
Finally, and reluctantly, ‘Daddy’ helps Amy back to her feet. “You do know why ‘Daddy’ got so cross don’t you sweetheart” ‘Daddy’ says, holding Amy in front of him. She nods and says “I want, doesn’t get” with a big smile on her face. “That’s right baby” ‘Daddy’ beams back at his little girl, “just remember that next time, hey ?” and Amy gives another nod and a big smile. “Ok baby, step out of your dungarees and will get you another pull-up” ‘Daddy’ says as he rips the remainder of the pull-up of Amy’s legs and from between her legs. Amy was then left in just her navy t-shirt. ‘Daddy’ makes a growling noise and says, “the tickle monster is hungry…..are there any little girls her for me to tickle”. He has his claw like hands out in front of him and starts to get up. Amy screams and makes a run for the stairs. The tickle monster is in pursuit, “I love to tickle little girls who have forgotten to put there nappy on” it growled. Amy makes it to the bottom of the stairs but immediately she feels the monster grab her legs and she lets out another shriek. “What have we here” cries the monster as he starts tickling Amy’s foot. Amy is in hysterics now, new tears are rolling down her face but they are of joy this time. She kicks back at the monster but he has both feet now and he turns Amy over to face him on the stairs. “I’m tickle hungry” the monster growls again and grabs Amy’s waist and starts tickling under her ribs. Amy tries to push him away but she is laughing too much and ‘Daddy’ is too quick for her. Suddenly Amy realises that she is going to pee and she is laughing too much to stop it. She tries desperately to warn ‘Daddy’ but she can’t while he is tickling her and she is laughing so much. Daddy’s knee finds the wet patch growing between Amy’s legs before he sees it. “What the…..?” is all ‘Daddy’ can mutter, but he knows what it is even before he finished those two words. Amy immediately stops laughing and looks up with her deep hazel eyes and says “I’m sorry ‘Daddy’”. ‘Daddy’ looks down at Amy and smiles “its not your fault baby…..you’re only little…accidents will happen”. ‘Daddy’ helps Amy to her feet and ushers her upstairs to her room. “Can you lie on your change mat for a moment baby and play with dogger while ‘Daddy’ changes his trousers” ‘Daddy’ says as he leads Amy into her room. ‘Daddy’ returned in a moment to find Amy putting a dolly nappy on dogger and saying “accidents will happen….you’re only little dogger”. ‘Daddy’ feels so much love for his little girl right then and he just wants to stand there and watch her. They’d already been one accident though so he didn't want to wait too long to get Amy back in a nappy! “Ready to get dressed again baby” ‘Daddy’ says, as he helps Amy back down onto the change mat. “Yes ‘Daddy’, dogger is ready too” Amy says, holding up the little soft toy proudly to ‘Daddy’. “Is your t-shirt still dry princess or does that need changing too” ‘Daddy’ says as he reaches round the edge of Amy’s t-shirt, testing for wet patches. “Good, it’s dry” ‘Daddy’ says, answering his own question after the inspection. “Perhaps we should put you in proper nappy and save the pull-ups for another day” ‘Daddy’ says, reaching for the more familiar packet. “No ‘Daddy’ !” Amy surprised herself with the make of her words, as well as ‘Daddy’ ! “It’s not fair…” she continued to ‘Daddy’, who was frozen in the motion of reaching for the nappy packet. “……I didn’t wet my pull-up....you broke it !. Can I have a new pull-up please ‘Daddy’” she finished, in her politest voice. The was a moments silence and then a big grin appeared on Daddy’s face. “Of course you can darling” he beamed, “…and thank you for asking so nicely….I’m very proud of you". ‘Daddy’ reaches for the packet of drynites and pulls out one of the butterfly covered pull-ups. He then grabs a the flannel and wipes Amy’s ‘Jenny’ , dries it with the fluffy towel and then unwraps the new pull-up and pulls it over Amy’s feet and up her legs. The day had hardly started and Amy was already on her second pull-up.
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