Page 32 of Felix

Khloe had seen her mother shift many times in her life. She knew intellectually she would end up standing in front of her mate wearing exactly the same clothes she’d had on before, but it was strange, and she hadn’t experienced it personally yet.

She glanced down and flushed. “Will you change my diaper, Daddy?”

“Of course, Little one. That’s why I brought you in here.” He lifted her off her feet and swung her up onto the changing table before pushing her dress up and tickling her tummy to lighten the sober mood.

She giggled and batted at his hands. “Daddy…”

“Open your legs for me, Baby girl,” he instructed as he strapped her to the table.

She parted her knees for him as she glanced at the door.

“No one will come in here, Little one. I promise.”

She slowly turned her head toward him. “Do you know what’s weird?”

“What’s that, Little one?”

There was a lot of weird going on today. Surely one more thing would not phase him. “I would know if they came to the door,” she informed him. “I know they’re all sitting right where we left them.”

Felix smiled. “That’s because you’re special, Khloe.” He quickly removed her diaper, cleaned her skin, applied diaper cream, and put a new one on her. When he was done, he released her from the table and lifted her into his arms.

Instead of immediately returning to the living room, he guided her toward the rocking chair and sat, pulling her between his legs. He held her hips and met her gaze. “I want to tell you something, Baby girl, so you won’t find it out another way and panic.”

“Okay, Daddy.”

“I’m confident all Little girls wear diapers sometimes when they’re at home with their mates and feel younger and more submissive. However, it’s not customary for them to wear diapers when they go places or have people over.”

Her cheeks heated, and she bit her lip before releasing it. “I can’t wear panties ever, can I, Daddy?” Her lips trembled, and tears formed in her eyes. She understood what he was saying.

“No, Baby girl, you probably can’t. It’s not because I won’t let you. I would never want to embarrass you in front of anyone. Even though I expect you to submit deeply to me at home, I never intended to make you do so in front of your sister or any of the friends you will make or the other Alphas.” He moved his hands to cup her face. “I would have let you choose to wear panties in front of guests or outside the home, Baby girl,” he said gently.

Her lip trembled harder as she faced her new reality. “But I can’t.”

He shook his head. His face was tight. It was clear he felt genuinely bad for her.

“Because I peed myself when I had that vision,” she acknowledged.

“Yes, Baby girl. You did. I suspect you won’t be able to control when the visions occur, nor will you be able to control your bladder when they do. You would be more embarrassed to wet your panties than a diaper.”

She nodded. She’d understood fully. It hadn’t been necessary for him to point out the issue. She would have figured it out on her own. But it was kind of him to take her aside. He cared. He was such a good Daddy.

She leaned into him and wrapped her tiny arms around his neck. “Will they make fun of me?”

“No, Baby girl. Never. All of my friends’ mates are kind Little girls. I’m confident they all wear diapers at times anyway. If you want to explain it to them, you can do so. If not, you don’t have to. They won’t judge you for being diapered.”

She sniffled. “My sister…”

“She will understand, too, Little one.” He held her like that for a while before she finally took a deep breath and pushed away from him.

“I’m okay now, Daddy.”

He cupped her face and kissed her. “You’re the most precious Little girl I’ve ever met. I’m so proud of you.”

She gave him a wan smile.

“Shall we go back to the living room?”

“Yes, Daddy.”