Summary: Little girl takes a little vacation. This isn’t a typical ABDL fantasy story…what do you think of it?

She loved him the most because he knew when she needed a vacation without her having to ask. Maybe he could see it in her restless sleeping; maybe he could see it in her tired morning eyes; maybe he could smell it in her tangled hair. She wasn’t sure, but she loved it in a way that couldn’t be spoken about quite clearly.

He kissed her good morning. Not a peck, but not an inviting kiss either – efficient and lingering at the same time. When he didn’t protest to her taking her own diaper off, she was surprised and relieved. They made breakfast together, still in their pajamas, chatting about the news and novels and nothing. She cut up her own food and wiped her own mouth; she even did the dishes while he meandered around the house looking for something to fill this new time with.

A little guilt cloud began to linger over her heart as she got ready for her day, but another statistically improbable perfect kiss and embrace eased her worries.

Her day was filled mostly with profitless tasks. She paid for new clothes by writing a check and offered advice to a disoriented tourist. What she didn’t do was ask for help, or text him, or skip – even when she went to the park. It was deliciously regular.

When she got home they ordered take-out. He didn’t ask how she had spent her hours and she didn’t tell him. They watched a foreign film and after it was over, they laughed about how neither of them really enjoyed it.

Their bed felt like an oasis and when she nudged her head onto his chest he pulled her in close. If he was unsure whether or not her little sabbatical was really over or not, he didn’t show it.

“I hope you got what you needed today, Princess. I love you.”

“I love you too, Daddy.”