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The Mia Series - Part Two: In Every Girl’S Tummy, There Will Be Butterflies


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In every girl’s tummy, there will be butterflies that appear when her secrets are revealed and she feels exposed.

In every girl’s life, there are experiences which bring about these butterflies.

What would happen if she became overwhelmed with butterflies?

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Mia peeked out from behind the blanket she was using to shield her face from the passing cars. She was a bundle of nervous energy for just simply making a trip to the mall, but she had good reason to be so excited about this particular shopping trip.

She looked over at the man she now called her Daddy and marveled over how quickly her life had changed. It was just a few short days ago that she met him and just last night that she went home with him. The details, still fresh in her mind, still didn’t matter and luckily so, since he was constantly introducing her to a new experience that showed what reality could feel like when she allowed her fantasies to enter into her life.

In less than a day, he had regressed her soul, and then softened her into a BabyGirl. The attention she now received from him affected not only her mind but her senses. His words captivated her. His touch caressed her. The evident kindness in his heart and gentleness to his personality enabled her to expose her heart to him and all its secret wishes.

She fell asleep in his arms after having been fed a bottle of warm milk. She woke up this morning in his bed, still wearing the nightie and the diaper he dressed her in. She sat up, nursing off the pacifier between her pink, soft lips.

And as if he knew her by every beat of her heart, he appeared at the bedroom door. When she saw him, she became filled with a happiness which knew no boundaries. It was as if this man had just completed every part of her life which she couldn’t. And for this, she longed for him, aching for his touch when he was only a few feet away, craving his words of comfort when he spoke.

He slid his hands underneath her and lifted her up with a slow motion as if they were headed across a threshold. She smiled brightly, seeing how she could get used to a lifetime filled with this kind of treatment.

The threshold wasn’t their destination. Instead he carried her into the bathroom, a less desirable destination until she saw a bathtub filled with bubbles. She stared at the sight of it in amazement as he set her to her feet, lifted her nightie off and then unfastened her diaper. Naked as she then was, she remained mesmerized by the thought that any guy who would go to the trouble of preparing a bubble bath for her was a gem for which she should never take for granted.

But the thoughtful of a bubble bath in itself wasn’t the only thing she needed to adore about him. She had taken many such baths in her life, but never before had she been bathed by someone, let alone a Daddy who understood the meaning of the words Gentle and Caressing.

She looked at him now, flipping the turn signal on for the exit to the mall and realized how lucky she was to have found him. He was not only a gentleman, but also understood the importance of her fantasies and how she had been affected for their absence in her life.

Following her bath that morning, came a breakfast of the perfect little girl food … oatmeal, particularly Peaches and Cream oatmeal. She sat before him in the room with the fireplace, wearing nothing but her diaper and pigtails and fingered her breakfast into her mouth. What a strange circumstance for her to have longed for. But it no longer mattered how strange she may have thought it to be because as she discovered, it was only a strange thought before she actually got to do it.

And following his promise of a special treat for keeping herself clean through breakfast, she took the time to not make a mess of herself. Her Daddy had instructed her to do so and she timidly abided.

She startled back to the present moment once again as he pulled into the mall parking lot. She looked up at the building in front of them and then down to the outfit she had on. It took her back, one more time, to watching him iron her schoolgirl shirt as she ate breakfast. He had washed her schoolgirl outfit while she bathed, dried it and ironed it as she ate breakfast and now she sat in a car at the mall, wondering how obvious the diaper under the pleated skirt would be to others.

“Lie down, Mia,

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