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“And I suppose you’re some sort of...baby?” he playfully asks.

“Nah-uh,” she replied, shaking her head.  

“Well, that’s strange.  Because you have your hair in pigtails.  That seems like something a little baby would do.”

“Hmm.  Maybe.”

“And, you’re wearing this very short pink dress. I mean, I could be wrong, but I believe that this dress would seem far more appropriate for, say, a little girl rather than a big girl.”

“Uh huh,” she said with a small nod.  “I could see why you’d think that.”

“And...well, let’s not dance around it too much - you’re wearing a big thick diaper.  Your dress can’t even cover it!  Come now, you can’t possibly be telling me that this is something a big girl would be wearing.”

“Well...”

“And, need I point out that you’re currently sitting in my lap?  When’s the last time you saw a big girl sitting in a lap?”

“Okay...I may have a secret to tell you,” she said, blushing a little.

“Oh?  Well, I’m all ears.”

She leaned forward, so that her little mouth was close to his ear, and she whispered:  “I’m your baby.”

“Of course,” he said softly, placing a kiss on her cheek.  “Why didn’t I think to ask that.”


This story has been re-edited and partially re-written since its original posting on Tumblr. This version is exclusively for my patrons. 

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