| AN UNEXPECTED DADDY PART 1 * Bzzzrt, Bzzrt, Bzzrt * * Bzzzrt, Bzzrt, Bzzrt * * Bzzzrt, Bzzrt, Bzzrt * I barely look at the person standing at the frontdoor before buzzing them up, I didn't see any pontiffs hat or bunny ears, so I would save all my annoyance with them when I meet them face to face. It takes a minute or two before the person knocks on my door. Enough time for me to pull on some sweatpants and at least be half naked. The person gently raps apon the door as I am coming out of my room. My mind is working on all the insults, rebukes and other statements I will be throwing at this person for disturbing my morning ritual, and being bloody impaitent as well. I grab the door and swing it open angerely “Who in the He...” My words get stuck in my throat as I see who it is, swallowing the anger I stammer “You can't be here, I spoke to you a litle over a day ago and you never mentioned anything about coming here!” A young woman is standing in the hall, she looks up at me and smiles “I'm sowwy Daddy, supwise!!!” 6 months ago Alexia and I met online, you see we both share a similar interest, we both are interested in infantilism. I was browsing a forum and came across a post “Want to chat, looking for online Daddy – LostLittleGirl”. Now I normally don't respond to such posts. Partly because I'm afraid to admit to others about my fetish, and partly that I don't know how to handle online relationships. But I decided to be like the hundreds of other lonely guys out there and e-mailed her. We got on brilliantly, no other person have I felt such a connection with. Sure with her in London and me in Melbourne actually chatting to each other was difficult but we got around it, and we started chatting almost every day, we even started playing the same mmorpg so we could spend more time with each other. We shared pictures, stories, even voice chatted regularly. I learnt about her life with her parents, how they wouldn't understand if they ever found out about her wish to be babied again, she learnt how I lived alone and wished for someone to share my life and interests with someone. I even joked on occasions about how she should come live with me and be my babygirl. I must have sounded really sad at times. Present Day... But both Alexia and I where content with being online friends only. So seeing her at my door that morning would have to be one of the biggest shocks of my life so much so that I was dazing off till her voice brought me around.. “Are you going to help me with these suitcases or am I going to have to sleep in the hallway?” I laugh feebly and grab her heavy bags and help her inside. “Sit down in the lounge and I'll just go get dressed, or if you'd like, help yourself to breakfast, I think you can find the kitchen easily enough” Dissapearing back into my room, my mind is filled with thoughts again “Why is Alexia here, now?” “What does she want?” “Damn those suitcases where heavy, how long is she staying?” Not looking what I was putting on I dress myself badly, I'm thankful for once that I really don't have a lot of choice of colours in my wardrobe so anything I wear looks semi respectable. I come back to the main room, Alexia is sitting on the couch with a glass of juice in front of her, and her head in her hands sobbing quietly. I intentionally trip over a chair on the way, just to make myself noticed. She sits up and looks at me smiling, although it's not hard to tell that the smile isn't real. “What brings you to Australia?” I ask sitting down beside her. “Oh you know, it's the end of semester, and I wanted to do some travelling. So I packed a few things, grabbed a cheap flight to Melbourne and decided to look you up” She giggles “Did I do something wrong? Aren't you happy to see me? Also you've always wanted me to be your baby now you'll have the chance” I hug her, and laugh “Of course your welcome to stay, but a bit of advance warning would have been nice. I'm about to head to work and it's too late for me to take the day off. Why don't you get yourself settled into my spare room and I'll make arrangements for someone to show you around town for the day” Alexia pouts and shrugs at me, “Fine!, don't put yourself out. I though I'd suprise you. Show me where I can put my bags and I'll get some sleep. I'm a little tired from the flight anyway” She folds her arms angrily and stares at me. After getting her settled in I quickly buzz Melissa from next door. “Mel? I've got a favour to ask, I know, I know this'll cost me... How's a bottle of that Pinot we had last night sound? Excellent then. I have a friend pull a suprise visit on me from London and I don't have time to get the day off. She will probably be sleeping most of the morning, but when she comes around can you take her shopping or something, buy her whatever she wants and send me the bill. Great... You're a lifesaver you know that?” Melissa and I tried going out once, didn't work out at all, basically the relationship was based on wine and sex, we'd both sink ourselves into the bottle and then spend the rest of the evening fucking like rabbits till the sun rose. Not much basis for an adult relationship really. We've remained good friends and drinking buddies though, but both of us wanted something more meaninful than drunken sex. I check on Alexia before I head to work, looking in I find her in bed asleep sucking on her thumb. Not wanting to disturb her I leave her a note about my arrangements with Melissa and head off to work.
PART 2 Melissa drains the glass and puts it down infront of her indicating a refill is in order “We got on fine, she's a great girl, she went to bed after we got back, the jetlag must really be hitting her hard. Don't worry I noticed your shock at all those bags, it won't cost you too much” She laughs evilly. Grabbing her glass she looks at me seriously “John, I don't pretend to know how you came to know her, I'm sure you'll tell me when you feel it's important. But I'd like to say that Alexia is here for more than a Holiday. I don't think your thick enough to not notice the size of her suitcases. It looks like she has her entire life in them” Mel pauses to take a sip from her glass. “I don't know if you have noticed, but she definantly has a problem that she wants to talk about. She almost opened up to me twice after I caught her crying a couple of times” “John, she's definantly not here to see the sights, she wants something more, and I gather that something more will come from you.” I shrug and look at Melissa “So? Why are you telling me all this?” Mel comes over and puts her arms around me “John, your a wonderful and sweet guy, naïve at times but very sweet and caring. I just don't want to see you hurt...” She pauses “Again...” I grab Mel's hand and gently pull her around into my lap. “Mel, I kinda guessed something was wrong by both the suprise and that I caught her crying as well. I'm sure she'll tell me what's wrong, till then I'll have to play dumb” Melissa laughs “Play dumb?” She says sarcastically. I thump her in the arm for the smart arse comment. Mel and me are really like brother and sister now, well apart from the fact we had and occasionally still have sex now and then. “I know your not an idiot John” She says being serious again “But please be careful and take things gently with Alexia. I think she trusts you, hell I'm sure of it with her flying 2000 miles just to land at your doorstep. But don't take that trust for granted” I see Melissa back to her apartment, and wince at the piles of reciepts she gives me. I really am an idiot sometimes, why did I agree to pay for today? I look in on Alexia when I get back to my apartment. As I open the door to the spare room, the stale smell of urine assaults my senses. Immediately understanding what happened I gently walk over to the bed, glad that I kept that plastic sheet on the bed from when my little neice stayed over. Alexia is lying in the bed, a doona covers the lower half of her body and a bra is all she is wearing on the top. I kneel down to wake the sleeping beauty and notice bruises on her arms and back, brown and black indicating fresh bruises and the yellowing marks of older bruises. Gently I push her arm “Alexia, Alexia sweetie, wake up”. She sits up and modestly attempts to cover herself with the now wet doona. “What, where am I?” She rapidly asks. Seeing me, she calms down and then notices the puddle that she is sleeping in. “I... I... I'm sorry daddy, I didn't mean to” she says starting to sob, reverting to her little girl again. “It's ok, little one” I hold her and help her out of bed. “Everyone has accidents at times. Lets get you out of bed and I'll show you where the bathroom is to clean yourself up. Then we'll see what we can do about making your bed clean again. I lead her to the bathroom, hand her a fresh towel and my bathrobe and let her close the door to have a shower. Then I go grab the now soaking and smelly bedding and shove it in the washing machine. PART 3 Alexia screws her face up while thinking “Chocy milk!” she shouts pausing slightly before adding “Pwease”. I pour some chocolate milk into a glass and hand it to her, she grabs it and goes sits on the couch and starts watching the Disney Channel. I put the lasagna into the oven to finish cooking and then go sit beside her. “Alexia, did you bring any blankets with you, as I only have spare sheets” I ask. “Nope, didn't bring any” she responds flatly, seemingly more interested in Mickey's antics than where she'll be sleeping tonight. “Well I can't go get an extra doona now, so you'll have to sleep in my bed while I crash on the couch. I think I still have a sleeping bag or two. “Okay” again more interested in Mickey. “Problem is sweety, I don't have a protective sheet on my matress, like I did on the spare bed. So you'll have to wear some protection when you go to bed. Is that fine with you?” She looks at me “You mean a nappy? You want me to wear a nappy to bed?” “If you want to call it that then yes, a nappy. It's not as if you haven't worn them before, I've got the pictures to prove it” I laugh. She tilts her head to one side and asks “Can I wear one now?” “Sure, if that's what you want” She claps her hands in joy “Yay! Will my Daddy be putting it on me?” This is going too fast I think, one minute I had an adult woman on my doorstep, now I've got a toddler that wet's her bed and want's her nappy changed. “Only if you are really sure.” I respond “You really want me to put the nappy on you and not you do it yourself?” “Daddy has to do it, me don't know how” She lisps. Being an infantist means I have a supply of adult incontinent products on hand, so I go grab a couple of thick terry nappies, some pins, baby powder and some plastic pants then head back out. Being that she was still naked under the bathrobe putting the nappy on her was easy. I gently laid her down on the lougeroom floor, slid the terry nappies under her cute backside and then put powder on her mini and little bottom. Then I pinned the nappy up and slid the plastic pants over it, making sure I tucked the legs in. As I stare down at her I think how cute she looks dressed in nothing but a nappy, I'm also aware how it's affecting me as well, and how I really can't think of her that way, not yet. I picked Alexia up off the floor and carried her back to the couch. I put her down and then sit beside her. Almost instantly she curls up on the couch and rests her head in my lap and starts sucking on her thumb again. “Alexia honey, do you want daddy to help you pick something else to wear? We can't have you running around the place in just a nappy” “Otay” She climbs off the couch, grabs my hand and leads me to the spare room. I look through her clothes looking for something childish, which isn't very hard as most of her clothes would suit both a toddler and a young woman. I come across a lemon coloured sundress, almost childlike in it's style. I hold it up “You want to wear this for daddy?” She nods her head smiling. I help her pull the dress on and then stand back and look at the transformation. When I saw her this morning she was definantly a young adult, sure the clothes where playful and childish in nature what with the white Pooh t-shirt and pink sweatpants, but she just look like a normal young woman. Now dressed in a sundress and very thick nappy, there is no way that you would think that this was 23 year old girl. She looked a lot more like a tall 5 or 6 year old, still not having the hang of toilet training yet. The bell on the oven rings indicating dinners ready I pick up Alexia and carry her to the dinner table. TO BE CONTINUED.....
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