Page 12 of Charismatic Producer Daddy

“He just came in here. He said he wanted to check up on me and then he forced his way in and…” I shuddered and buried my face in his chest. “I don’t think I can talk about it.”

“It’s okay. You don’t have to.” He pulled back. His brow was furrowed in concern. “But if you want to press charges, then I completely understand and I can help with that.”

I frowned. “Wouldn’t that complicate things with the movie?”

“Little one, that is the last thing I care about,” he said. “I just want to make sure you’re okay. But if you want to press charges, then unfortunately it’ll probably get picked up by the press. You would get fifteen minutes of fame whether you want it or not.”

I shook my head. “No,” I said. “I don’t want that. I just want to forget this ever happened.”

He nodded. “Okay. It’s your call.” He picked me up and carried me to the couch before setting me down. “I’ll get you some water. You need it after that.”

I felt thirsty. But I was calmer now. I felt a lot better and I noticed a few shopping bags on the ground that must have been hastily dropped when Christopher came inside. “What did you get from the store, Daddy?” I asked.

He barely glanced at the bags. “Just some food and some other things,” he said as he poured me a glass of water. “You don’t have to worry about that right now.”

He handed me the water and I downed it in one gulp. I felt better as soon as I did it. “Please tell me,” I said. “I need to get my mind off what just happened.”

Slowly, he nodded. “Well, I got some food. I picked up a lot of healthy snacks for when you’re studying, as well as some some easy things to throw together for meals. I also got some more coffee for when you were running low… and I also visited another store. One for Littles. But we don’t have to go through that right now if you don’t want.”

“No,” I said. “Please. Tell me.”

8

Christopher

I studied Anna carefully as I picked up the shopping bag I got from the DDLG store. She was a lot calmer than before. I was glad. It scared the shit out of me when I came back and I saw Mark on top of her. And then like an asshole, I had felt it more important to beat him up instead of checking on her. As if I needed any more confirmation that I didn’t deserve to be her Daddy.

I had picked up a few things she might like. Things that I hoped she would like. But it felt selfish now, especially after what happened.I never should have left her alone like that.

I came into the living room and sat down on the couch about a foot away from her. I handed her the bag. “Have a look,” I said. “I just picked up some things, but if you don’t like any of them, that’s perfectly okay. I promise.”

She started looking through the bag. Inside were puffy dresses and onesies that were about her size, as well as coloring books and picture books. “These all must have cost a fortune,” she said.

“It was nothing,” I said. “Do you like them?”

She held up a green onesie with a teddy bear embroidered on the back. She smiled. “These look so comfy,” she said.

“There’s something else in the bag,” I said. “But again, if you’re not comfortable with it, you don’t have to wear it.”

She opened the bag again and pulled out a package of adult-sized diapers. I felt nervous as she looked them over. Diapers was always a personal choice with Littles and Anna wasn’t that familiar with the lifestyle yet. What if she thought it was weird? What if she didn’t want to be my Little anymore?

But she looked up at me with a smile. “Would you put one on me, Daddy?”

Heat rushed through me at her words. “Are you sure?” My voice came out hoarse with arousal.

She nodded. “Please, Daddy.”

“It would be my pleasure, little one.” I stood up and picked her up. She was still holding onto the diapers. I carried her to her bedroom and set her gently on her bed. I searched her face, looking for any sort of hesitancy or nervousness, but she just smiled at me, trusting me completely. I don’t know what I did to earn her trust

I put a hand on her hip and hooked a thumb inside the waistband on her sweatpants. Her skin felt so soft. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Last chance to back out.”

She nodded. “Please, Daddy.”

I smiled. “Okay, little one.” Gently, I slipped her sweatpants and underwear off of her, revealing her sweet little pussy underneath it. My cock hardened at the sight of it, but I forced myself to not react. She needed comfort right now. Not another horny bastard trying to use her.

I took out one of the diapers from the package. “Lift up your hips for me.” She lifted her hips and I slipped the diaper under her. “Okay, you can relax now.”

She rested her butt down on the soft padding underneath her. I carefully folded the diaper around her so it was secured snugly on her. “How does that feel, little one?”

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