Everyone in this story is of legal age. 'Daddy' is a pet name, this one is not an incest story. This story involves wetting and diaper play, if that is not your taste, then this story is not for you. I love feedback, so please comment, and let me know if you have any requests.
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The crisp material crinkled around her full bottom as she pulled the new diaper into place around her waiting pussy. As she secured the tapes around herself, a shiver went down her spine, so excited to be back where she belonged. Elizabeth had gone through her whole day waiting for this moment when she got home. Every customer who complained and every dirty table she had to wipe made her want to cry like the little baby she truly was, but all that stress went away the second she got her diapee on.
She went to her little white dresser with the purple flowers that Daddy spend a sunny July afternoon painting for her, while she laid happily on a blanket in their private backyard, wearing nothing but her diaper. She smiled at the memory while she picked out a pink, ruffled romper and matching plastic panties. Elizabeth brushed her shoulder length red hair into tiny little pigtails, the way Daddy likes it. She checked the clock and frowned, Daddy said he'd be home by ten and it was only eight thirty. She hated waiting.
Elizabeth grabbed her favorite pacifier, her princess coloring book, and some crayons and set herself up on the coffee table in the den, Barney playing in the background on the flat screen as she concentrated on coloring her best for Daddy. The familiar feeling started to creep into her stomach, she smiled as she relaxed her muscles, letting her warm pee come out of her and be absorbed by the cotton around her. As she peed, she realized she also needed to poo, so she leaned forward and forced out two steamy logs into the full diaper. The shit ran into her ass crack and as she leaned back into her comfortable position, some started to move forward to her vagina, mixing with her piss in the best way. Elizabeth wished so much she could masturbate, but she knew she would be in trouble with Daddy if she pleasured herself without his permission.
She didn't have to wait for long, just as she was putting the finishing touches on her picture of The Little Mermaid for Daddy, she heard his key in the door. She decided to play coy and stay where she was, not letting on how bad she needed some attention from him, because if she was too eager, she knew he would drag it out for as long as possible before allowing her to cum.