Page 34 of Taste Me Daddy

This evening had already featured a spanking and a new candy.

The idea of a playdate with his friends was just the best – and to do it while wearing his brand new romper was the sugar on top of the candy!

‘This place is fancy,’ Korben said, changing into his romper alongside Benji, Louie, and Danny too. ‘Benji, you’re Daddy’s books must be doing well!’

Benji nodded enthusiastically in agreement and the four Littles continued to get ready.

Louie looked around Benji’s playroom and from the super-high ceilings to the ball pit, arts and crafts area, and nap corner it really was a perfect space for Littles.

‘My Daddy says that he wants me to have the playroom of my dreams every time we come into the city to stay,’ Benji said, zipping up his romper and wriggling around until it fit his body perfectly. ‘I’ve got a nice playroom at home upstate too. But this one is kind of super-nice. Although what makes it really special is being here with my friends!’

The four friends all came in for a big group hug.

Amongst the giggling and laughter, Louie felt himself immediately relaxing and beginning to regress. The feeling of safety, innocence, and positive vibes between his and his fellow Littles was such that the transition into Little Space was quick – no doubt helped by just how sweet the playroom was.

Everywhere Korben looked there was a stuffie, a squishy cushion, or a wonderfully crafted toy. And with the playroom’s speaker system quietly pumping out some relaxing nursery rhymes, it truly was a dream setup.

‘What do you think the Daddies are talking about?’ Danny posed, his tiger-striped romper perfectly complimenting his auburn hair and freckles.

‘Probably boring Daddy things!’ Louie giggled.

‘Borrrrrrrrrrring!’ the four Littles all said in unison, falling about in laughter as they mocked their Daddies.

Korben knew that his Daddy had something he wanted to get off his chest but decided to keep that information to himself. Michael had been making his best attempt to seem relaxed on the drive over, but Korben could tell that there was something on his mind that he quite clearly wanted to discuss with his friends.

But whatever was indeed on Michael’s mind, Korben figured that he would reveal it to his when he was ready. Michael was the kind of man who sometimes had to be allowed to work things out for himself first.

For now, Korben was more than happy to have some fun and frolics with his Little friends. And with the four of them all wearing the fluffiest diapers underneath their rompers, there was no need to hold back. It was juice time!

‘Yum, this tropical pineapple juice is something else,’ Danny said, sitting his butt down on a large beanbag as he slurped on his juice box.

‘Just wait until you try the strawberry and apple,’ Benji said, taking two juice boxes and drinking from both of them at the same time. ‘Hehe, I think my diaper is going to be pretty full when it comes time for Daddy to change me!’

‘I think we’re all going to have big pee-pees!’ Louie giggled, emulating Benji and drinking through two straws at once.

The four friends giggled together once more, and Korben felt all thoughts of Korben’s Kandies drift out of his mind. All Korben could feel was a serene sense of happiness. In fact, as Korben lay down on a large beanbag, he felt himself begin to float away.

‘Let’s pretend we’re Space Littles!’ Korben smiled.

‘Yay!’ Benji replied. ‘We’re Space Littles on a mission to Mars.’

‘But will there be stuffies on Mars?’ Danny mused, a look of awe on his face.

‘Of course!’ Korben said. ‘There will be stuffies, marshmallow mountains, and our rocket ship will have the best playroom ever.’

Korben’s imagination was enough to send his other friends fully into the fantasy and soon enough the four of them were crawling around the playroom on a n exploratory mission of their newly discovered planet.

It wasn’t long though before the three Daddies walked in.

Harrison was followed by Michael and Max and judging by the smiles on their faces, they were pretty happy with what they were witnessing.

‘You ever thought of writing a sci-fi novel, Harrison?’ Michael asked, watching as Korben clambered up a mountain of beanbags with Jazz.

‘Not really my thing,’ Harrison replied. ‘But inspiration can hit you out of nowhere, right?’

The three Daddies stood and watched the Littles having fun until it became clear that it was time for a diaper change and some warm milk.

‘It’s time to get you changed, baby boy,’ Michael said, picking Korben up and carrying his over to one of the changing stations in the large playroom. ‘This diaper is seriously heavy. Too much juice, no doubt.’

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