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I nod. "Forgetting being an adult, and worrying about everything, and wanting to be independent and in control might be hard. But I wanna do it, so I'ma do my best to forget everything and be your little girl Daddy." I smile at him in a sweet but determined way. I grin as he pats my bottom. it feels so comforting to have him do that, even if it makes me realize how padded my panties are. If anything though, it helps me feel little. I nod at his question. "Uh huh, Pink and green and blue dragons, and pretty princesses in big fancy dresses, or maybe warrior princesses going on adventures!" He tickles my side, and I squeal, giggling and trying to get away from the tickling fingers, squirming and wriggling.

I nod, ceding the point, but only just a little. "You gotta have boy dragons and princes for the stories, but for the decorations for the room, they gotta be girl dragons and princesses. ...The Daddy dragon and King Daddy are allowed to visit though." I snuggle into him as he pats me, and then giggle as he asks if I'm excited. "Maybe just a little bit Daddy..." I lapse into silence for a bit, before adding on. "I'm really glad I get to be your little girl Daddy... Thank you for agreeing to take care of me."

I smile up at Sean. "That sounds really interesting, I haven't heard of it before. I do wanna see!" I snuggle into Sean, and grin as he pats my padded butt. As the movie plays, I slowly climb more and more onto Sean's lap, trying to get closer to him, and touch him more and more, surrounding myself with his presence. I blush, as he calls me his good little girl, and nod, bouncing excitedly as he mentions getting me some more toys, and decorating my room. "Can we have it be dragons and princesses? They gotta be good dragons though, and they gotta be girl dragons!" I insist, excitedly, while still trying to make it a request.

I smile back at Sean when he smiles at me, and run over to give him a hug. "It's okay, I understand, you gots stuffs to do sometimes.. What other kind of stuff would we do together in the living room Daddy? We gonna play?" As he shows me the desk I frown, the though of having to do homework from school, is not appealing. I manage to keep myself from whining. He shows me another chair that looks a bit strange, very sturdily built, but looking comfy none the less, and built to be my size. Sean would probably have a hard time sitting in it. Finally he shows off the sofa, and the blanket to help keep me warm. I'm happy to have a place to sit with him, since that's where I wanted to sit in the first place. I climb up on the sofa with him, and snuggle into his side, ready to simply relax, and let the day come to an end. "What we gonna watch Daddy?"

I grin up at Sean as he walks in "Doing good Daddy. Having fun with Barron von Snuffles, he was tellin me all about his life, an how he was sppos'd to be an emperor! You wanna hear Daddy?" I pause for a moment when he asks if I need any help. I think for a bit, then shake my head, smiling. "Uh-uh... oh! I went pee-pee in the potty Daddy. Don' know if I'm spos'd to tell you that." I giggle and squeal happily when he picks me up, spreading my arms wide when he picks me up to pretend like I'm flying, then clinging on tightly to him to help him hold me. I want to make it as easy as possible, so he likes holding me, and I don't hurt his back. even though I'm very small for my real age, I'm not small for my play age. He carries me to the bathroom, and sets me down, just long enough to help me wash my hands, then scoops me up again, carrying me to a chair at the table, where a childish plate covered in chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, and peas, set between a set of snoopy cutlery. I clap my hands with glee when I see it. "Snoopy! Oh, thank you Daddy! this looks delicious. He puts me down and I start eating happily, but quickly get confused when he walks away saying I can join him for cartoons in the living room when I'm done. "You're not gonna eat with me Daddy?" I pout a little, but then sigh. "Okay, I'ma eat fast so I can be with you!" I quickly take to the food, all things I enjoy, especially mashed potatoes. it only take a few minutes for me to finish, before I walk into the Living room to join Daddy.

Walking into the bathroom, I open the lid of the potty, and start unfastening my overalls... it felt strangely wrong to e doing this, since I had not been the one to dress myself, but ten-year-olds could dress themselves, and go to the potty by themselves so I wasn't doing anything wrong... I think. I get the fasteners undone, and slide down the overalls, feeling the cool air on my legs, I hook my fingers into the training panties, they come down surprisingly easily, the elastic seems to have a lot of give, while still being tight when released. I sit down on the potty, and let myself go, hearing the familiar hiss of pee hitting the porcelain bowl, When I'm finished, I wipe my privates. and then wash my hands before pulling up my panties and overalls again. The padding still feels unnaturally thick, and it feels very obvious that I'm not wearing grown up panties. I can't help but check the mirror to see if the extra padding is noticeable on my Butt and privates. It doesn't seem to be, but I can't tell if it's because of the loose, straight line overalls, or if the training panties just feel thicker than they look. I wander back to my room, and pick up Barron von Snuffles again, having him continue his tale of woe and conquest as he was reduced from the heir of an empire, to a mere barron, by "Tratorous Brrrrrrrigands," and "Bad dogs" waiting for Sean to come get me for dinner.

I nod looking around at the drab, and bare walls, and the empty space, of the surprisingly large room. "I like green." I murmur quietly. I feel so safe and secure in Sean's arms I whimper, almost imperceptibly when he talks about going to make dinner, realizing that will inevitably mean him leaving me alone for a little bit. Thankfully he doesn't leave quite yet, and holds on for a few more minutes. I look up into his eyes, hoping that he likes holding me, as much as I like being held. After a time though, he sighs, and puts me down, patting my head, it feels nice, but I frown as he walks away. "Okay Daddy." I think for a moment about what I want to do, I'm suddenly faced with a part of my new life that I hadn't anticipated; not having adult things to do. I was never much for TV, and my computer was still packed up in my car... in some lot somewhere... I hoped it didn't get broken into and stolen... Sean said he was taking care of it... but I was never going to see anything in that car again... maybe I could ask him about a computer later... he might even say yes... or maybe computers were too much of an adult thing for a ten year old girl... kids were more and more technologically savvy these days, but what I'm allowed to do will be completely up to what Sean thinks is appropriate. I lie down on the floor, and simply start to think. I think about my life, everything I gave up to come here and be Sean's little girl... all the lies I had told my friends... the promising internship I had given up working for the Waterwheel Engineering Firm... I had made the right choice... hadn't I? I can feel apprehension, and unease building inside of me... I think to the future I had chosen... I wasn't supposed to be worried about grown up things, but choosing to be a little girl had only made me more worried about grown up things if anything... Going to school again... what would that be like? Sean had mentioned that I wouldn't be going to a vanilla primary school... but where did that mean I would be going? He hadn't answered my question about what they were going to teach me, but I hadn't asked too loud... maybe he didn't hear me... maybe he hadn't found somewhere for me to go quite yet, and so couldn't tell me right now. I roll over onto my front, and try to push away all of my worries and fears... it doesn't do much... There's nothing else here... nothing for me to focus on... my mind keeps wandering back to the question of if I had made the right choice... How could I be...? Giving up on adulthood to simply be a guy's little girl for the rest of my life... and then what...? Never really have a family of my own... be dependent on him till I die... or he dies... What do I do if he dies first and I'm left all on my own...? I push the question out of my mind more forcefully, and pull out the stuffed dog, the one toy I have to focus on right now. "You need a name." I tell it... "Hrmmmmm.... German shepherd... German... Barron Von Barks-a-lot? Kaiser Wagghelm II? Hrmmm... Barron von Snuffles. That's it!" I roll over again, clutching the stuffed dog in my hands, and giggling. "Hello Barron von Snuffles. I'm Lilly! You're gonna take good care of me, and I'm going to take good care of you, and we're gonna be best friends!" I start walking the stuffed animal around, making up stories of him being banished nobility from the days of Prussia in the shattered Holy Roman Empire. How he had come this close to becoming the Emperor, and finally uniting all of the principalities and Kingdoms as one nation, but how his brother had seized the rights to the crown from him, and doomed the empire to decades of strife and conflict. Not long after I start playing however, I get the first urge to go to the bathroom. and remember that Sean said I was supposed to tell him, when I first need to go, but also telling me that whenever I am home I'm just supposed to go use the potty if I'm not supposed to stay somewhere. Normally I would ignore the urge, and keep doing whatever I was doing untill I got needed to go more, but wanting to stick to the rules, I get up, grumbling to myself about my playtime being interrupted, as I walk towards the bathroom

Shean explains a bit more as he pulls me up onto his lap, and I snuggle into his lap, nuzzling into his chest. I listen closely, and smile, happy with the way the things I misunderstood are actually supposed to be. "Okay, I think I understand now Daddy" He rubs my back and I grin more, relaxing, and closing my eyes, as I feel his gentle touch through the soft fabric of my shirt and overalls. He mentions school, and my teachers possibly not letting me go potty until I ask a couple of time. I get a bit curious. "What sorts of things will they be teaching me in school? It's not just gonna be Math and English and stuff all over again is it?" The idea of repeating the fifth grade is a boring one, defiantly not something I want to be stuck doing five times a week. When Sean pats my bottom I can feel the seat of my overalls, and the thick padding of my training panties underneath my butt being pressed into me with the gentle pats. The thick underwear feels weird against my skin. I simply nod to the question about having no choice but to have an accident if we're driving and he can't find a potty in time. Then, out of nowhere, he reaches down, and pulls out a small stuffed german shepherd, and tells me that it's for me. "Puppy!" I exclaim, quickly grabbing the doll, and hugging it to my chest tightly. "It's so cute! Thank you Daddy." I reach up and kiss Sean on the cheek, then settle down into his lap, snuggling into his chest, as i snuggle the toy dog into mine.

With a hand in the middle of my back, Sean leads me to a room, that's bigger than my old bedroom at my apartment. It looks like a child's bedroom, but mostly unfinished. The only color in the room is the purple carpet, which has little spots of pink scattered throughout it, a pink chair, and a soft foam mat, right next to the bed, which is already low to the ground, in case the person sleeping there falls out in the middle of the night. It feels nice to be pushed along just a bit by Sean, his gentle hand constantly in the small of my back. He goes to a wooden dresser that looks... off for some reason that I can't quite figure out, and pulls out a pair of panties... though calling them that is being generous to their intended wearer. They're made of a soft material, and have a rather thick amount of padding at the front, and between the legs, obviously meant for catching little accidents if the wearer can't quite make it to the potty. The pink panties, with little butterflies all over them, are very girly, and very babyish. along with this, he pulls out a pink undershirt, wit the words "Daddy's Princess" and a small silver crown over the P. Both of the soft garments are very childish, almost something one would put on a toddler. Sean sits down on the pink chair, and motions me over to him, intending to dress me. I'm a little bit confused. "Aren't I supposed to be ten? I don't think that's what a ten year old would wear..." Despite my protests, I walk over to him, and as he holds out the panties, I step into them, first the right leg, then the left, I feel the elastic leg bands being pulled up, then the thick padding make contact with my mound and butt, as the waistband settles around my hips. I'm keenly aware of the thick padding resting against my crotch. These panties are definitely not something an adult would wear. After that I hold my arms up, and let Sean pull the shirt on, pulling it down my arms, and then over my head, enveloped in darkness for a second, before he pulls down again, and my head pops out. He settles it around my torso, and I can feel that the soft shirt fits fairly tightly, but comfortably. It seems that there's just a little bit of padding at the chest, but with the tight fit, instead of emphasizing my breasts, it reduces them, pressing them into my ribs, and giving me a flatter look, while hiding my nipples as well. My B Cup breasts, needed all the help they could get before, and with them flattened I really do look like a young girl. A little bit tall, but not by much. Next comes a pair of overalls, they're pink, and look like they're made out of a soft materiel. Sean holds them open, and once again, I step into them, right leg, then left. He pulls them up, then slides the straps over my shoulders, fastening them at the front. Adult overalls, would be nipped in at the waist, to mostly cover, but still emphasize one's figure. These are obviously meant for a child, falling down in a straight line instead, nullifying any curve to one's body, and making them look childish. The whole time he's dressing me, Sean is explaining the difference between wetting yourself on purpose, and having an accident. Doing it on purpose is straightforward enough. You pee yourself, and don't tell anyone about even needing to go. Accidents are a lot more complicated. There's the obvious, not knowing you need to go, and suddenly going without realizing it, but then there's the system of asking to go potty. I have to ask as son as I know I need to go, and if he tells me no, I have to wait about ten minutes to ask again, then I have to wait half an hour before I'm allowed to ask again, and if he tells me no a third time, I have to wait until I'm having an accident, and spurting into my panties before I'm allowed to ask again. He asks if I understand, and I nod, but add on. "So if I ask a fourth time, and you tell me no, I'm supposed to just wet myself? And I have to ask to use the potty, I'm not allowed to use it without asking? What if I need to go in the middle of the night?" Wearing the soft clothes, and having just been bathed, I want to be touched, so I hold my arms out, to be picked up, or held and cuddled.

I relax in the bath as Sean cleans me thoroughly, going so far as to smell me after he washes me, making sure that only the sweet smells of cleanliness. I relax under his touch, giving in, and submitting to his gentle, thorough hands. He washes me all over, making sure every part of me is clean... well, not quite everywhere. he finishes up by gently washing around my breasts, and while he pays through attention to the area around my mound, and between my legs. I'm surprised when he stops, and hands me the wash cloth, and lets me know that I need to wash my sensitive areas, my chest and privates. "I look at him with a bit of uncertainty. "I trust you to wash me there, but if you think it's best, I can do that." I take the washcloth, and follow his instructions, making sure to thoroughly wash my mound and breasts. I feel myself getting a little bit excited, as I thoroughly clean my flesh, having to brush over my sensitive nipples and clit. I shudder a little, and put the cloth down. "Done Daddy." Sean rinses me off, and then grabs a big fluffy towel. holding it out for me, I stand up and let him wrap me up in the towel, giggling, and rubbing myself against the soft, fluffy towel, as he rubs it against me as well, quickly getting me dry, as he helps me out of the tub. The towel is big enough to be a robe on me, and I poke out from under it happily.

I quickly undress, stripping off my skirt, socks, shoes, and blouse... when I get to my bra and panties though, I pause. The wet childish underwear are uncomfortable... but they're the last thing keeping me from being naked. A blush rises to my cheeks, and I pause for a moment, running my finders over the cloth of my panties before hooking two fingers in, and pulling them down, revealing my cunny, already shaved bare. Sean runs the bath as I undress, and then motions for me to climb in when I'm undressed. It's strange, but very reassuring for a grown man to see my naked body, and not even give it a second glance. his eyes are kind, friendly, and not a bit lustful. It feels reassuring, and i feel a small bit of confidence returning as I climb into the tub, the warm water, enveloping my legs, and rising around my waist. Then Sean addresses the reason why I'm having a bath, and a fresh blush rises on my cheeks, as a wave of embarrassment washes over me, I'm not even acting old enough to be ten... he states that I need to let an adult clean me. I nod in acceptance of his conclusion, feeling helpless to argue against his logic. "okay Daddy..." He starts washing my hair, and I relax as he gently combs through it, rinsing it, the massaging the shampoo into my head, then rinsing again. I slump down in the water, the tub is more than big enough to fit me completely, I can easily submerge myself completely it makes me feel little, to have so much space around me in a tub. Thinking back I can't remember the last time I took a bath instead of showering... not since I had started to wash myself, and the speed of having water constantly wash over me, became more useful, than another person being able to help me bathe, without getting too wet themselves. Sean asks me if I trust him to clean me. I look up at him and look into his eyes, seeing not the lust of a man who wants to grope and molest me, but the caring, paternal love that can only come from a gentle, innocent soul. looking deep into his eyes, I nod, murmuring "Yes Daddy... I trust you."

I frown as Sean states very simply and mater-of-factly that my car will be put in storage, in case I need it later, not even acknowledging my questions about all the stuff I have packed into it. He takes me inside, and puts me down as he calls, someone to tow the car. As my car is being taken away from me, and I'm standing there in wet clothes, that are disgusting and starting to get chilly... I can't help but whine a little bit. I see a sparkle in Sean's eyes, and then he starts tickling me while he's on the phone, keeping me close to him. I fidget, and squirm away a little, trying to escape his tickling fingers, as I giggle, trying to not be too loud while he's on the phone. After what seems like forever he puts down the phone, and leads me somewhere else in the house; the bathroom. I grin at him, very glad to be getting a bath, and get out of my now clammy, pee soaked clothes. "Yes Please Daddy!" I coo happily, and begin to strip off my sweater, and then skirt, eager to be out of the soiled garments, not caring that he'll see me naked by doing so.

I feel like I'm half an inch tall as Sean sighs, shaking his head. his voice isn't angry but... he's disappointed that I may have wet myself on purpose...? That doesn't make any sense, but neither does me having an accident completely out of the blue. Sean unbuckles me, and I at least manage to stop crying. As I climb out and he picks me up again, I manage to mumble "it was an accident... it's just... it's never happened before... I'm not lying, I don't lie Daddy..." managing to add on. "okay Daddy... i won't wet myself on purpose... That's not being a little girl..." When he says I won't need anything from my car i feel a bit confused. "Not anything at all? not my clothes? not my pacis?" I had two or three pacifiers that I had bought before meeting Sean. They were a bit more babyish than I was supposed to be, but i still liked them. "Not Mr. Blubs?" My stuffed whale, Sean probably wouldn't recognize the name, but I was feeling very little right now, and didn't quite remember that he wouldn't know that. "The car should be at the park still, ...I think I parked on the ...north? side." I shrug, snuggling into Daddy as he carries me I feel a bit drained emotionally. but then feel my still wet panties and skirt... no doubt dripping onto my long socks, and probably getting on Sean as well... he doesn't seem to mind though... "Yucky" I half-whisper, half-mumble

Thankfully, the light turns green, and Sean doesn't look back, but I'm still sitting in my own wetting, and it's not as if it's magically going to go away. I start panicking, looking around desperately for a towel, or some napkins, or paper towels anything, but there's nothing, and before I know it we're pulling up to a house, Sean is parking, ...and then he looks back. He has a smile on his face, no doubt happy to finally have his little girl. In an instant his mirth turns into shock, and confusion. I can't help myself, the fear and embarrasment overwhelmes me, and I burst into tears, burying my face in my hands. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I wail into my fingers... "I-I don't k-know w-what happened" I sob. "This has never happened to me before, I promise! I wasn't lying! I don't know why this happened! I'm sorry! I'll pay for this! I'll leave and you'll never see me again, I promise!" I'm blubbering, the words pouring out of my mouth faster than my mind can keep track of them. I'm panicking, he's got to be so mad at me.

I grin, my eyes opening as I slide down to my feet, then my grin widens and I giggle as Sean picks me up and actually starts to carry me. Riding up high in his arms is actually a bit exhilarating, it's surprisingly even faster as his long strides easily outpace my usual walking speed. we quickly reach the parking lot, and he heads straight for what must be his car. I think of speaking up about needing to bring my car to his house, since it has all of my clothes, and other stuff, but decide to keep quiet for now, just letting him take charge. I'm a bit surprised when he goes to the back door, but then remember that I'm supposed to be his little girl, so not sitting in the front actually makes sense. He helps me climb in, then buckles the seat belt around me. It feels strangely nice to have him secure me. I'm confused for a moment as he fiddles with the door, then with a blush I realize he's engaging the child lock, so I don't open the door while he's driving. I almost want to say something about how I don't need to be locked in like that, but to be perfectly honest, I was half surprised to not see a booster seat in the back of the car. I only barely managed to outgrow those, and was very excited when I finally did. Sean climbs in the drivers seat, starting the car, and we head off. Riding in the back is a strange experience. your vision is a lot more limited by the seats in front of you, and so I'm forced to be content with looking out the side windows as we pass by commercial buildings. Suddenly something's wrong... I feel... wet? That can't be right, I shift around a little, and sure enough, my skirt feels warm and soggy. I look down with a questioning look, and see, a dark stain spreading on the seat beneath me. I stare at the spot, confused, then tentatively reach up my pleated skirt and feel my panties... they're wet! my mind panics, as confusion overwhelms me 'Did I just wet myself? I can't have, I don't do that... I just told Sean that I don't. This can't be right... what's going on?' my face blushes bright crimson, as I feel tears beginning to well p in my eyes, I hold my hands over my crotch, trying to shield the view of the seat from Sean. Shame and fear wash over me, and I pray that he doesn't look back at me. ... then we pull up to a red light

I frown at the thought of having to go back to school. I had been very happy to put those days behind me. But after thinking about it going back to primary school might not be so bad, especially if somehow I could go back to kindergarten, where all you do is play, or even better pre-k, or maybe even daycare. I manage to return his smile after the wink. "I'm gonna be a good girl. I can stay out of trouble... but if it's what Daddy thinks is best..." "I think for a moment about the question of questions... finally replying "um... I don't think I have any questions really... and I think any questions I do have are best answered by jumping into it... so..." I climb up onto Sean's lap, it's surprisingly comfortable with how much larger he is than me. I settle onto his thighs, and snuggle into his chest, clinging to his shirt, inhaling deeply, then letting it out with a sigh, letting my eyes droop closed. "I think I'm ready Daddy."

I nod at his description. Not having to worry about adult things sounds absolutely perfect, and I smile at him, scooting closer again. "Yes, that's definitely what I want." I let him take my hand, when he reaches for it, listening to him carefully. The idea of trusting someone completely, enough to do anything they say, is more than a little bit daunting, and I almost even consider scooting away. but this is what I want, and that makes sense to ask from me. I take a deep breath, and then respond "That...'s a little scary honestly... but I want to be able to do that. So I'm going to try my best." I scoot closer again, giving Sean a determined smile. His next question is a little wierd, but I guess it makes sense with being a little girl. "Um... I don't know... It definitely hasn't happened in a very long time... not since I was very little... maybe five? Teach me to have accidents?" The idea of not being able to control when I pee and poop is even scarier than doing whatever someone else tells me to. ...but at the same time, it's exciting, exhilarating, having my own body not under my controll. "Um... I guess that's okay with me... especially if you think that'll make me more of a little girl..." I keep silent for a few moments, then scoot closer again, my leg is touching his now, we're sitting side by side. "So... are you gonna want me to have a job... or am I supposed to be your little girl all the time?"

Still speaking in a soft, calm, deep voice, he Sean manages to calm me down, and I relax, scooting so that I'm sitting fully on the bench, and inadvertently scooting closer to him. "Okay, I can work with that." I manage to force myself to smile back at him, and then answer his question. "I've let my landlord know that I'm moving out. he told me that the apartment is still mine until the end of the month. and I'm almost completely moved out of there.. there's just some adult stuff left. Pots and pans, furniture, a couple of old dresses... everything else is packed in my car." I scoot a little closer on the bench, and my heart flutters as he smiles again. I sigh thinking of my family. "I have three brothers, and two sisters, my parents are still alive too. one of my brothers is alright, the rest of them are jerks. I don't think I want you meeting my family if we can help it. I hope that's okay. I'm not really much of an animal person, but I don't mind them either. My favorite color is green too! I really like blue as well." This time my smile is genuine, and I scoot a few inches closer again, there's less than a foot between us now. "So, I'm gonna be your little girl, and you're gonna help me to learn to act younger... right? um.... What sort of things am I gonna learn?" absentmindedly my hands begin to fiddle with each other.

I'm paying so much attention to all the people walking past me, and chatting with other people that I don't notice the brown-haired man who walks right up to me until he's right beside me with his bright, sparkling, blue eyes, staring down at me with just the hint of a smile. It's as if my brain starts skipping, and I don't know what to do at all. I simply, shyly stare up at the man in wonder, until he takes a seat next to me. Then in a low, calm, friendly voice he almost murmurs. "My name is Sean". in an instant my mind goes into overdrive, the dozens of earth shattering implications that simple phrase has all slamming into my centers of reason and logic at once. Feeling overwhelmed... I panic. I gasp, my eyes, go wide, and a torrent of words pours out of my mouth all at once. "Hi Sean... or, I mean, Daddy! Wait am I supposed to call you that yet? Um... I'm AngelBlossom, I mean Lillian! No! I mean Lilly!" I pause, realizing that I've unintentionally scooted over to the far side of the bench, my shoulders are raised up to my earlobes, and my entire body is tense. I gasp for breath, then slowly let it out, closing my eyes and forcing myself to relax. I shoot Sean a small smile, and manage to keep my voice calm "I'm sorry... I-I guess I'm a little nervous ha ha" I force out a laugh, and a smile. "Let me try that again... please?" I take another deep breath, and let it out slowly. I speak calmly, and slowly, forcing myself to "Hello. It's nice to meet you. My name is Lilly." I pause for a moment, wanting to make sure I don't say the wrong thing. "...You're supposed to be my Daddy right?" I feel my heart start to beat faster, and my fingers, shake and twitch nervously as I wait for the answer. "Um... so... what now? ....sorry... I'm completely new to this..."

I was so excited! After yeeeeears of waiting, I was finally going to meet my Daddy for the first time. I get dressed in a child-ish manner, but nothing that couldn't pass for adult clothing in public. Black and white thigh high socks, with cat ears, and faces on the front, and tails on the back, Mary Jane shoes, a short pleated skirt, and a soft pastel sweater over a simple white blouse. Underneath I can't help but go with some childish butterfly and flower patterned panties, and a soft white bra to cover my b-cup breasts. I allow my long wavy blonde hair to fall down to its full mid-back length, and only put on a very light bit of makeup. I can't help but double, then triple checking my appearance in the mirror before grabbing my purse, and heading to the park where we're supposed to meet. I walk around for a little bit,and find the bench we're supposed to meet at. I pull out my phone to check the time. I'm a good bit early, but I really didn't want to be late. I look around trying to see if I can spot anyone who seems like they'd be the 'Daddy' type, trying to not let my nervousness and excitement shine through too much.