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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
Daddy's Little Helper - Written By Baby Amy
They were at the hardware store. Daddy was buying some tools and was taking his time about it. He needed to a few bits and pieces to fix up Amy’s playpen that he had recently bought second hand at a garage sale. The latch needed fixing as Amy had discovered an easy escape route when daddy wasn’t looking. Amy was next to Daddy fiddling and touching with things on the shelf.
“No, don’t touch that Amy. What have I told you before about touching things in shops?” Ross said has he pulled her little hand away from grabbing anything else.
“But Daddy you are touching things”, she said as she watched Ross pick up a packet of nails from the shelf and examine them.
“Yes, but I am intending to buy something and I am making sure they are the right ones, I am not playing or fiddling like you”, he tried to explain. Being such a smart kid, Amy always questioned everything. To her, all things displayed on the shelf were new and interesting. She wanted to look at everything and didn’t understand why it was wrong to touch things.
Ross took Amy’s hand and moved onto the next isle to find a suitable screwdriver. As Ross took his time, trying to work what he needed whilst Amy discovered the toolbox’s. Now these were very interesting things for a little girls like Amy. She pulled one off the shelf to have a good look at it. Inside were lots of different tools, such as spanners, screwdrivers, a small saw, a hammer and other things she didn’t even know the name for. In the meantime Ross had made up is mind about which screw driver he need and looked round to find Amy sitting on the shop floor, busy emptying the contents of the tool box. He was just in time as she had her hands on the saw.
“Oh Amy, what are you doing?” Ross said wearily. “I told you not to touch anything. Those tools are sharp and dangerous. You can cut off your little fingers with those things, now put it down”. Ross grabbed the saw out of her hand, and pulled her to her feet and swatted her padded bottom. “Stand there and don’t move”, he said as he knelt down and put all the things back in the box and then replaced the toolbox on the shelf.
“But daddy, can I have one of those? Pleeeeeaaassee! Then I can help you with all you’re fixing jobs”, she pleaded. Amy loved to be daddy’s little helper. She watched daddy fix things around the house, and often helped by passing him the tools. He had to watch her though as she was often played with daddy tools when she wasn’t supposed to. However more often that not she would get distracted after 10 minuets and would find something more exciting to play with, leaving Daddy in peace to get on with the job himself.
“Well maybe Daddy will get you one that’s safe for baby to play with. We will have a look in the toyshop next?” Maybe getting Amy some pretend toy tools, would mean she would stop playing with his, Ross thought.
“Really Daddy?’ Will I get my own tools just like yours?” Amy said excitedly.
“On one condition. Please don’t touch things in the shops, especially grown up things such as sharp tools. That was very naughty. You must do as Daddy says. Do you understand?”
‘Yes Daddy’, Amy said as she nodded her head vigorously. Ross took her hand and led her to the check out to pay for the items. Amy skipped with excitement, knowing the next stop would be the toyshop.
At the toy shop Daddy let her wonder and poke about. He wasn’t as strict about her touching things this time as the shopkeepers were used to small hands playing with the toys. He had to remind her to be careful though and not break anything. They found a suitable plastic toolbox and inside it contained a rubber hammer and some small plastic tools such a spanner, screw driver, saw, nuts and bolts. It even came with a little builder’s pouch that went around her waist that the tools could be put in. Amy loved it, and beamed at Ross as she stood there dressed in her overalls clutching her tool box and the builders pouch around her waist. Daddy thought it was incredibly cute and had to buy it for her.
“Now I can be just like Bob the Builder”, she said as they left the shop.
Back at home Daddy got to work fixing the playpen. Amy pretended to help as she banged things with her new rubber hammer. Although she was having lots of fun with her knew toys, her bottom was however bothering her. Daddy had put her in cloth nappies and plastic pants. They weren’t as comfortable as disposable and were slightly itchy against her skin. She complained to daddy about having to wear them, but he told her not to make a fuss. She was now wet through and the plastic pants were chaffing her legs. She was certainly due for a change.
As Ross continued fixing the playpen, Amy snuck off to the bathroom. She took off her overalls and then pulled down her plastic pants. Then with a bit of trouble she tried to unpin the cloth nappy. It was proving a little difficult, as the baby pins were hard for her to undo. Eventually she managed to pull the nappy down her legs without undoing it.
“That’s better” she thought as she went back to the kitchen and resumed her position on the floor. The cool kitchen floor was a comfort to her sore nappy rash.
Ross had finished fixing the playpen and it wasn’t long before he found Amy was bared bottomed and was sitting in a small puddle of wee.
“Amy, where’s your nappy gone? He said as he looked down at the little girl who’s green eyes looked back at him innoccently. “Oh and you have wet on the floor. That’s very naughty. You know you are not allowed to take your nappies of yourself. If you needed a change you could have told Daddy. Where did you put the wet nappy?”
“In the bathroom. It was hurting me!” She replied in a very whiny voice.
“I don’t care, you should have told me and I would have changed. Now look at what you have done. You can’t be trusted without a nappy on. You are a very naughty little girl. Get into your bedroom right now young lady and wait for me. Go on! March!” Ross said angrily.
Amy knew Ross was mad and meant business so she didn’t hesitate going to her room. She sat on her bed and waited for daddy. Ross purposely made her wait while he cleaned up the puddle of wee. He wanted her to stew and think about what she had done. Finally he came into her room holding a fresh cloth nappy and some clear plastic baby pants. They were a softer plastic that the other ones and had poppers up the sides which made it easier when changing her nappies. Amy was sitting on her bed nervously. By look on Daddy’s face she knew she was in for a spanking. Ross sat on the bed and pulled Amy over his knee. She tried to stay still but it was hard after the first few smacks on her already sore little bottom.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK went Daddy’s hand on her small round butt. Amy let out a few whimpering noises and squirmed under his tight grip.
“Hold still, you naughty little girl. Stop squirming”.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK again went Daddy’s hand on her bottom. Although she had stop moving, Amy started to cry and this was enough for Ross to stop. She had learnt her lesson and it was time to give her a hug and a kiss and reassure her that he still loved her. He cuddled her in his lap and wiped away her tears. He rubbed her sore bottom and kissed her forehead. She was his little girl, but she needed to be taught a lesson when she was naughty.
“Ok Amy go and lie on you changing mat so that daddy can pop you into a nice clean nappy”.
“Will I have to wear horrible cloth nappies Daddy?” said Amy.
“Yes I am afraid so……. Uh no don’t look at me like that. You have no choice so don’t even think about making a fuss….. Unless you want another smack bottom?” Ross said sternly as he got her to lie on her plastic changing mat.
He expertly folded the cloth nappy and raised Amy’s bottom by holding her ankles. He placed the nappy under her bottom and then proceeded to generously applied some nappy rash cream and baby powder to her bottom and around her smooth ‘Jenny’. With the nappy pins gripped in between his teeth he then tightly pulled the nappy between her legs and then pinned up the sides. Cloth nappies were tricky things sometimes, but Ross seemed an expert at it, even when the little girl wriggled around. Then over the top went the plastic baby pants. He pulled down her vest and patted her on the tummy.
“Ok now NO taking your nappy off ok. Otherwise you will be in big trouble. You can play in your playpen for a while this afternoon while do some more odd jobs…….. No buts Amy! Daddy wants to keep an eye on his little monster” Ross said tickling her tummy playfully.
Ross got Amy settled in her playpen. She got out her new toy toolbox once again, and pretended to fix all her toys. Sitting there in a cloth nappy and plastic pants Ross couldn’t help but just adore her. She was his little monster, but also she was his wonderful princess that he couldn’t help but love and cherish.
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