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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 4- Written By Daddy Ross
Daddy holds Amy’s free hand as they continued on toward the toy shop. Her other hand was still clutching dogger, which brings some curious looks from other shoppers. Amy doesn’t mind though….dogger is her best friend and she loves him. As they enter Toys-r-us, Daddy spies the pool toys. Amy needed some new arm bands as hers had sprung a leak so he thought he’d take the opportunity to get her some new ones. “Amy, I want you to stay right there while Daddy looks for some new arm bands for you…we will then go and look for doggers pull-ups….do you understand me” Daddy says, holding Amy’s shoulders as he talks slowly and calmly to her. “But Daddy….” Amy begins but Daddy cuts her off, “….you do as I say or we’ll go home right now” Daddy says, his voice with more authority suddenly. Amy sulkily nods her head as she looks down at dogger and mutters an “ok”. Daddy is soon distracted by the different arm band designs but soon narrows it down to one type. It was just a matter of which colour now. “Amy, which colour arm bands would…..” Daddy turns to see an empty space where Amy had been standing. “Oh the little madame….” Daddy says. He catches the eye of a mother who has her little daughter and she gives him the knowing concerned smile of one parent to another.
“Amy, where are you” Daddy mutters as he starts up the first aisle, checking each row as her goes. Meanwhile Amy is oblivious to the anxiety she is causing her Daddy. As chance would have it, she just moved from one row to the next as Daddy passed and he didn’t see her. She was having fun. She had found an aisle that had lots of noisy instruments and she was banging, blowing or hitting each one in turn. A shop assistant gave her a dirty look but she just returned the compliment by sticking her tongue out at her. Daddy was going frantic now. He had checked everywhere. Finally he went to the customer service area and asked them to put out an announcement. Amy was having fun now with an Elmo toy. Each time she press his tummy he would say something funny. She wondered if Daddy would buy it for her……”This is a customer announcement…..we have a little girl lost in the store…..Amy, can you please go to the entrance to the store where your Daddy is waiting for you”…..Amy froze. What was she going to do ? Daddy was going to mad with her but if she didn’t go now he would only get more cross. She was suddenly aware of an urgent need to poo. This latest development made the urge overwhelming. She let herself go. She had almost forgotten she was wearing the thin pull-up but she could now feel the large lump in the back of them.
Slowly Amy made her way to the entrance. She saw Daddy waiting impatiently at the door, drumming his fingers against his thigh. Then he saw her and came striding over…..Amy could tell he was furious. Daddy grabbed Amy by the arm and dragged her from the shop, not caring who saw them. Amy noticed the shop assistant who she poked her tongue out at earlier look over and smile. Amy stuck her tongue out at her again. “What have I told you about wandering off” Daddy was growling as her continued to pull Amy by the arm. They were back in the car park now, almost at their car. “Wait a minute….” Daddy stopped in mid step, ”….have you done a doozy in your pull-ups”. Amy looked back sheepishly at Daddy, not making eye contact, “No Daddy” she whispered unconvincingly. Daddy looked around and could see no one near, and then knelt down to get his nose closer to Amy’s bottom. A deep sniff told him the truth. “Don’t lie to Daddy….I’m going to have to change you now….before we go home” Daddy says, angrily. “I’m sorry Daddy….I couldn’t help it” Amy sobs as Daddy drags her back to the shopping centre, clutching the change bag in his free hand. “Maybe not but you still lied to me and you ran off….that is why Daddy is cross with you” Daddy explains. Daddy soon found the parenting room and checked no one was inside. They had good facilities at this centre that included individual lockable cubicles for nursing mothers. Daddy ushers his little girl into one and proceeds to unclip her dungarees. “I really wish I’d put you in something else today….and may be you’re not ready for pull-ups yet either” Daddy moaned. “I am ready….I’m a big girl !” Amy exclaimed defiantly but Daddy ignores her. Soon Amy was standing in just her pull-ups and t-shirt. “These are not really supposed to be for poos baby” Daddy says, more calmly now. “I’m going to tear them down the leg so we don’t get poo all down you” he continued to explain. Amy looked unsure but she didn’t want to upset Daddy again now his mood seemed to be subsiding. “Lie down there baby” indicating the change mat he had just placed on the generous sized couch the nursing mothers were provided with. Amy did as she was told. Daddy made the usual preparation before dealing with a pooey nappy. He had the nappy bag on hand and a handful of wipes in easy reach. The legs where he teared down the join came away easily and Daddy suspected they were designed this way for this very purpose. The pull-up was quickly put in the waiting bag and Daddy cleaned Amy’s bum and ‘jenny’ thoroughly. Daddy always hated the thought of dealing with a pooey nappy but they really were never that big a deal. Amy lay back happily throughout the whole process….taking in all the details of her new surroundings. Daddy applied some nappy cream and then unwrapped a new nappy and placed it under Amy’s bottom. Amy thought about protesting but she knew Daddy was still not fully over her last mischief and he would be very quick to rise to temper again. Finally Amy was secure in her new, clean nappy and back dressed in her dungarees. “Would you like to go back to the toy shop now” Daddy says, his mood back to his usual calmness. “Yes please Daddy….” Amy beamed, “,,,,,dogger would like that too wouldn’t you dogger” she continued looking around for her little friend. But dogger was no where to be seen. It was Amy’s turn to be frantic now…..tears were forming in her eyes. “Daddy where’s dogger….?” she pleads. “Calm down baby….we’ll find him….don’t you worry baby” Daddy tries to reassure her but he was also trying to convince himself. What would he do if they couldn’t find his little girl friend……
“Come on baby….we’ll find dogger….don’t you worry” Daddy reassures the now almost inconsolable Amy. “But Daddy….sniff….what if we don’t ?” Amy sobbed. “Let Daddy wipe you’re eyes princess….” Daddy says as he takes a tissue out of the change bag “….come on baby….we don’t want dogger seeing you like this when we find him do we ?” Amy finally gives a little shake of her head and takes a deep breath. She was trying to be a brave little girl but it was hard. Her efforts made her Daddy very proud though. “Ok Amy, when do you last remember having dogger ?” Daddy says, gently lifting Amy’s head up so he was looking at her eyes. As always, the exquisiteness of Amy’s eyes struck Daddy….he would never get tired of looking into the deep light green mable colour that held such beauty, sparkling now from her tears. “….ermmm” Amy thought, as her thumb found the familiar comfort of her mouth. “…I had him when we left the car….” she continued, slightly muffled by her thumb, “…..and I had him when we got to the pet shop….he liked the puppy too” she sniffled. “Come on baby….” Daddy tried to be firm with Amy before she started to cry again. “I KNOW WHERE HE IS DADDY !” Amy screamed, suddenly smiling. “I put him down in the shop to play with Elmo. Daddy wasn’t quite sure what Amy was talking about but she was already scrambling to open the cubicle door to get out of the parents room.
Amy was dragging Daddy along now, back towards the toy shop. She had started to run off ahead but a barked shout from Daddy soon made her stop and wait for him. “I don’t want to lose you again baby….it’s not nice when someone you love goes missing is it” he says, hoping that Amy will learn a lesson from this experience. Eventually they are back at the shop and Amy leads Daddy back down the aisles that she had so much fun playing in earlier. Amy finds Elmo but dogger is not where she left him…..on the shelf below. “Daddy…..he’s not here !” Amy begins to sob again. Daddy takes a moment to put his arm around Amy, “don’t worry baby, Daddy promised he would get dogger back and he will” he says, with more conviction than he was feeling. Daddy takes Amy’s hand and leads her to the customer service area. As they approach Amy notices it is the shop assistant that she stuck her tongue at behind the desk. The recognition was mutual. “Excuse me….” Daddy says to the girl politely….” but we have lost a little soft toy dog about so big….” indicating dogger’s size with his hands, “….has anyone handed him in ?”. The shop assistant looked first at Amy and the down her nose at Daddy. “I don’t think so but I can’t look in the lost property because I can’t leave the desk” she finally says, and finishes with a smirk at Amy. “Listen young lady….” Daddy says with some venom, “….I don’t think you understand me…you will go and look for our missing soft toy and you will do it NOW !”. Amy was taken aback by Daddy talking to someone else like that….that voice was normally reserved for her. The shop assistant was even more shocked and had lost all her previous lofty composure. She was doing a good impression of a gold fish when another lady came from behind Daddy and Amy. “Can I help you sir” she says to Daddy. Daddy doesn’t take his eyes of the first assistant though. “No it’s ok….this young lady was just about to go and check your lost property for a soft toy we left in your store earlier today….weren’t you ?” he says, staring at the now obviously uncomfortable girl. Despite her concern for dogger Amy couldn’t help but smile at her Daddy. “…errmmm, yes of course” the first shop assistant eventually muttered weakly and made to move around the counter. “Is this what you are looking for ?” the other women asks. Both Daddy and Amy properly notice the new arrival for the first time and the fact that she is clutching dogger in her hand. “YES !” Amy couldn’t hide her joy and almost snatches dogger from the hand of the lady. “Amy….” Daddy says, “…say thank you to the nice lady”. Amy felt no embarressment at being spoken to by Daddy like that…she was too overjoyed. “Thank you” she finally says to the smiling shop assistant. “That’s ok….I know we all have attachments to these things….whatever age we are” she replies. Amy almost skips out of the shop….while clutching Daddy’s hand in one hand and dogger tightly in the other. “Oh baby….we nearly forgot…we haven’t got dogger’s pull-ups yet” Daddy says, stopping just outside. But Amy pulls Daddy back on towards the car. “It’s ok Daddy….may be dogger and I will stick to nappies for a bit longer…..we’re not ready to be big just yet” she explains earnestly. Daddy smiles….he likes his girl being little too.
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