Page 17 of Sophia’s Daddy (Littleworld #23)
Chapter Fifteen
A week later …
I’m spinning in circles in the living room, worrying that we’re forgetting something. I haven’t gone on a vacation like this in my adult life. I guess it’s not really a vacation for Daddy, but it is for me.
We’re going to Littleworld, and I’m so excited I can hardly contain myself.
Daddy sets a suitcase by the front door and comes to me. He scoops me off my feet, cradling me against his chest to carry me back upstairs and into the nursery.
As soon as he lays me on the changing table, he kisses me. “No need to fret, Little one. As long as you have Brownie in your arms, that’s all that matters. You don’t need anything else. Daddy has it all covered. We’ll be staying in a cabin, and it’s furnished with everything we’ll need.”
“Are you sure I don’t need more than just T-shirts, Daddy?” The thought of not wearing pants or skirts unnerves me.
He smiles as he straps me down at the waist. “I’ve been to the island many times, little one. Trust me. All Littles wear nothing but diapers and shirts. It’s a dress code. No exceptions.”
I take a deep breath as I part my legs for Daddy.
He’s been easing me into what will be expected of me.
Except for the lunches he’s packed for me to eat at work, I’ve had nothing but formula for the past week.
I’ve only worn panties while I was at work, too.
At home I’ve been diapered at all times because that’s what will be expected on the island.
We’re leaving in the late afternoon, and we won’t arrive until after dark, so I won’t get to see much of the island today. Daddy doesn’t have to start working until the day after tomorrow, though, so I’ll have a day to get acclimated before he leaves me at daycare while he works.
That part makes me nervous. The only thing that keeps me from panicking is the fact that Amelia will be there. She and her Daddy, Noah, live there. She goes to daycare when he works. At least I’ll know someone.
The part I keep trying to ignore is the doctor’s appointment Daddy made for tomorrow morning.
He says all Littles have to see the doctor soon after arriving on the island.
It’s not negotiable. Apparently the clinic likes to have records of everyone staying on the island just in case something should happen while visiting.
I’ve never minded going to the doctor, but I can’t stop thinking about all the kinky things that happen when Littles go to the doctor in the books I read.
The thought of being examined while I’m in Little space makes my pussy wet.
I’m worried it will happen when I’m in the office, and I’ll be mortified.
Daddy puts a clean diaper on me, sits me up, and stands me on my feet. “Ready?”
I look down at myself. I’m wearing sandals and a white T-shirt. My nipples are pressing against the cotton. I try not to think about it, reminding myself that I will see everyone else’s nipples, too.
“I’m ready, Daddy.”
I say that, but my mind is racing in ten directions as Daddy loads the car and straps me into a car seat in the middle of the back seat. No one will see me through the tinted windows, but I still feel self-conscious riding in the car in a diaper.
I fall asleep as soon as we get on the highway and wake up when Daddy parks the car.
He kisses me on the forehead as he releases me from the restraints. “I hope you can sleep tonight after that long nap. You haven’t slept enough for several days, so I think you’ll be okay.”
He’s right. I’ve been bouncing off the walls since finding out about this trip. I didn’t let myself believe it was real until I managed to get these two weeks off work on such short notice, but once that was taken care of, I started focusing on the fun we were going to have.
There are three parks on the island—an amusement park, a zoo, and a water park. I can’t wait to visit all of them.
There won’t be many people on the ferry at this time of night, and that calms my nerves, but as soon as more and more people join us in boarding the ferry, I realize I have no need to worry about how I’m dressed.
Like Daddy said, every Little who gets on is dressed like me.
The only difference is many of them stare at me a few seconds longer because I have blue pigtails.
That’s okay. All people do that. I’m used to it.
“It should be warm enough if you want to sit on the upper deck,” Daddy says. “It will be hard to see the island until we get close enough to spot the lights in the distance, but you might enjoy the breeze.”
I smile at him. “That sounds like fun, Daddy.”
He’s right. Even though I can’t see much in the dark, the breeze feels amazing during the hour-long trip. Plus I can see the stars and the moon. I get excited as we get closer to the island and giddy when the lights come into view.
In no time, we’re off the ferry and Daddy is stowing our belongings on the back of a golf cart. He straps me into a car seat behind him next, and we’re off.
Daddy drives through the town. The streetlights allow me to see all the businesses even though they’re closed at this hour. He points out several different shops on our way by, and then he heads out of the center of town and winds around until he finally pulls up to a cabin.
The porch lights are on, and I can see it’s an adorable little log cabin among the trees. After Daddy unfastens me, I follow him inside and stop in my tracks. It’s even better on the inside.
Like Daddy promised, it has everything a Little could need, including a stocked playpen in the living room and a nursery.
I watch as Daddy unlocks the bathroom with his fingerprint. He told me about restrooms on the island. Littles are not permitted to enter them at all without a caregiver. Not in any location. The only time I will be in a bathroom is supervised when it’s bathtime or when Daddy brushes my teeth.
He gives me a quick bath, not letting me linger to play because we have an early day tomorrow. Soon I’ve had my last bottle of the evening, and we’re snuggled in bed where Daddy holds me in his arms like he does every night.
I worry I won’t be able to sleep after napping so long in the car, but I find myself drifting off soon enough. The last thing I’m aware of is Daddy whispering how much he loves me in my ear.