We are going home!!  To the remodeled house.  It is ready, finally.  My Daddy, you will be taking me to my wonderful new home.

They called today to tell you that it was all finished while I was taking a late morning nap.

Hearing the news, you quickly call the airport to book our return flight, but we will not be able to head home until tomorrow.  But in a way, that is good.  We can have a final dinner with Timmy and Sarah and their Mommies before we leave.

You are so excited to tell me the news that you wake me from my nap.  I am a little grumpy at first as you lift me from my crib.  I am starting to enjoy my naps in the crib, feeling safe and secure behind the bars holding me in.  To hold a stuffed animal in my arms, pressing it against my cunt as I suck my pacifier and fall asleep.  Yes, this life is good.  Safe and secure and good.

You carry me to the rocker, and as you check to see if I am wet and caress me, along with just gently rocking, you tell me we are going home tomorrow.  Yes, our house is ready.

I am speechless.  I love our time here on vacation, but I do so want to really start our lives together in our home. 

There are surges of a little uncertainty running through me, though.  Giving up everything I have to live with you.  Having no real income ahead unless I find another job.  Yes, I have the year’s severance and can start unemployment, but that just means a year, two at best, until I have no income.  Sure, renting my house will bring in a little, but to be so dependent on someone else?

I am forty now and have not relied on anyone else for over twenty years.  To change such habits, even as much as I know my Daddy loves me and will take care of me, is a lot to agree to.  It has been all such a whirlwind these last weeks.  A whirlwind which I needed to take my mind off significant issues facing me at the time, but what happens when the whirlwind slows and stops?

And after the daycare incident, will my Daddy still feel me so precious and dear?  You say you do, but…

All this is whizzing through my head as you rock me.  You look curiously at me as I am not showing real enthusiasm for your news.

And then I begin to cry.

I am sobbing hard against your chest, you are so confused about what is going on.

“Lizzy, what is the matter?  What has upset you?” you beg of me.

I haltingly tell you my concerns, between sobs, as you rub my back, hug me, and kiss my head then down over my tear-covered eyelids.

“Baby, baby, baby.  Everything is going to be fine.  You will be the one to say it is over between us.  I never want to let you go,” you reassure me.

“But Sarah,” I stammer.

“Lizzy, I told you things like that, and even if you do want to be with Timmy or anyone else along the way sometimes, will be okay.  I know in the end you will come to me and tell me and we will enjoy each other.  If one day you do not want to come to me anymore, you know our agreement, and I will be very sad, but will reluctantly let you go.”

“Daddy, no, I never want to leave you, it is just all these feelings have blown up in me.  The fun we have together, and the love I feel for you is all real.  Right now, I do not want any of this between us to ever end.  It is just all that is ahead of me, a new job, do I want one, giving myself fully to someone, it is all a bit overwhelming.”

You hug and rock me, and press your fingers to my lips and tell me to shush.  Oh, that turns me on so much when you do that.  “Don’t worry about it, baby, it will all work out as it should.  Our home--yours and mine, that is how I think of it now, OUR home--is ready.  And we are going home.”

And then, with new tears falling, this time of joy, I hug and kiss you all over your face and really show the enthusiasm which I was holding bubbling inside me.  Yes, my Daddy and I are going to our home now.

And with the release of all my worries, I release my pee too and fill my diaper.  I nudge against your neck, which alerts you to this, and you rub my back a little more and tell me we need to get me cleaned up.

And attuned to all I am worried about, you take your time and make sure I cum a couple of times as you are cleaning, oiling, licking me a little, then powdering and diapering me.  It all feels so right and wonderful.  I know in my heart of hearts it is just us, and I want it so, but all these other demons seem to surface from time to time.  And I know, knowing myself, they will over and over again, just like the tantrums I started having, and I am so afraid that one day you will say enough is enough.

And by the time the diaper is taped to me, I am calm again and back in a good place between us.  You know how to compose me and make me melt over and over for you.  We are the perfect fit for each other.  The gloves we each were both missing.

You put me in my playpen with my tablet to occupy me as you call Maggie and Jane, inviting them to join us for dinner at the restaurant we went to that first night.  They agree.  A couple hours and one baby bottle later, we are all seated at a round table-- Timmy and Sarah in highchairs next to their Mommies, and me sitting on your lap.  I am being rather clingy to you all afternoon, and when you go to put me in a highchair when we get here, I start whining so you are just holding me with my arms tight around your neck.

Even through your pants, my rubber-covered diapered bottom rubbing back and forth across your prick as I move is starting to arouse you.  This could be a problem when we leave.  But you just sigh happily to yourself, realizing you can always carry me out of the restaurant, hiding your stiff cock if need be.

It is a little difficult to eat with me on your lap, but you manage, and even are able to get me to take small bites of food.  Timmy and Sarah want to talk with me, but I am acting shy and withdrawn.  I feel bad and they are so excited for me, but right now all I want is to be with my Daddy.  I will email them my apologies and goodbyes tomorrow.

You talk with Maggie and Jane and discuss all you learned here, and arrange to keep regularly in touch.  Both of the Mommies have been caregivers to adult babies for much longer than you have and give you a lot of advice for making me a content baby.  Maggie makes a comment about the two of you discussing a get-together for her, Timmy, me and you.  I just press my head into your shoulder at that.

I have no idea why I am acting so spoiled and bratty tonight.  The anticipation of what will come tomorrow is rushing through me all evening.

When we finish eating and are getting ready to go, Sarah and Timmy are let down from their highchairs and they come over to hug and kiss me goodbye.  I do at that point at least jump off your lap and hug them both, telling them I will keep in touch and hope to see them again.  When Sarah hugs me, she lets her boobs brush against mine back and forth for a bit.  She looks into my eyes and then whispers in my ear that she wished she could really kiss me one more time, but she'd better not.  I just smile sadly at her.  It might have been fun to kiss her one more time.

Timmy hugs me next and also whispers in my ear, but he just tells me that he is thinking of new adventures for the three of us to go on, and will write them and send them to me soon.  I giggle a little over this.

I climb back up on your lap so you can stand holding me with my legs around your waist.  You have gotten hard from me moving on your lap so want to make sure no one knows that but the two of us.

We head back to our unit and once there, you undress me completely and tell me that we should take our bath tonight as we will be leaving rather early in the morning.  We climb in the tub together, me facing you on your lap.

You have calmed some, but are still semi-hard.  I slide your prick between my slit as I sit on you.  You take your time washing my back and chest, the warm water and soapy cloth feels so nice on me.  You wet my hair and shampoo it.  The short haircut I have now takes hardly any time to wash, but tonight you massage my scalp over and over as you do.  I lean against your shoulder, sighing when you have finished.

My wet, still somewhat soapy boobs rubbing against your chest feel so nice.  You lean me back a little and rinse them, then lower your lips to take one after the other's nipples into your mouth and suck and bite them a little, as your fingers continue to knead me.   I let out a whimper of pure joy.

I feel your prick getting hard as a rock again between my dripping slit.  I lift a little, and you slide up into me all the way.  I moan out loud as I feel your thick shaft move up into me.  You can feel me throbbing already, and in no time my vag walls are contracting on the sides of your cock. 

It is only then that you begin to lift and lower me on you, lifting me so only your head is in me, then bringing me down hard so you are deep, deep in me as I squeeze against you.  You do this slowly to prevent our reaching the peak too soon.  It is a nice fuck.  Slow and steady, no need to hurry, enjoying each thrust and release.

I lift your head from my boobs where you are still sucking me, and kiss you long and deep.  My tongue searches your mouth, looking to move all around this lovely mouth cave I seem to have found.  I pull back a little and just take your lower lip between my teeth and suck on it hard, making it swell some from my attention.

And we pump and pump each other.  You even drain the tub and add more hot water at one point to keep us cozy as we do. 

I cum twice already, arching and moaning loudly.  Your fingers find my clit and are rubbing and buffing it as we rock together.  Finally, you tell me that you can’t hold back much longer.  I kiss you again deeply as I cling to your cock and you explode into a wonderful avalanche of cream running up into me. 

I lean against your chest again and just run my tongue back and forth along your neck and up by your ear.   You just sigh deeply as you catch your breath.

You turn me around between your legs, my legs spread wide over yours as you oh so gently wash my cunt, knowing I am a little tender now for our play.  You take me from the tub, dry me, then carry me to the changing table where again you slowly and gently rub baby lotion all over me.  The smell of the baby lotion is now your favorite perfume to smell on me.  That and the smell when the baby powder is added to the mix is an aphrodisiac to you.  After making sure I'm in a fresh thick diaper for the night, you carry me to the living room for my nighttime baby bottle.

As I drink the wine which is in the baby bottle, you sip on a glass too.  Even this we take our time over.  You are taking such tender care of me tonight.  We both can feel each other trembling a little.  I know I am thinking about what tomorrow will bring for us both.  And I think you are shuddering for the same reason.  We can’t stop gazing into each other’s eyes.  You lean and kiss my head and eyes over and over, just smiling this goofy smile at me.  We are both so totally content with each other right now.

All my worries and concerns from earlier today are gone.  This is the right thing to happen for us.  A life together with my Daddy will be wonderful, I just know it.

When the bottle is finished, you lift me to your shoulder and rub and pat my back until I burp, then wipe my lips, and inside my mouth a little.  You carry me to the nursery and put me in my crib with a pacifier. 

“Just until I finish packing, then we will be in bed together, sweetie.”

I just sigh happily.

It is about an hour later, around ten o’clock, when you lift me from the crib and carry me to bed.  I snuggle up against your crotch with my diapered butt, and your hand moves into my slit and gently rubs me as we fall asleep.  My hand reaches back and just holds your shaft. 

In the morning I wake to your touch on my clit.  Oh, it feels so good.  I can’t help but let the pee which has been building through the night out and onto your hand.  That just makes you rub me a little harder.

“Baby, lay on your back for me,” you tell me as you remove your hand. 

I do as you ask and spread my legs wide.

You reach into the nightstand and come back with the new supercharged vibrator we had bought.  You turn it on and press it against my diaper just in line with my clit.  Even on low to start, the vibrations running through me are fantastic.  You up the speed a notch and I begin to squirm and moan.

“Tell me if you need me to stop, Lizzy.”

“No, Daddy, don’t stop, it feels so good.”

You press it up one more and move it in a small circle around where you estimate it to have the best impact.  I moan and lift myself to press even more against it.  This is amazing, I do not want it to end, but I need something more. 

“Daddy, can I have you in me now?”

You just smile, lift the vibrator from me, undo my diaper, and your already hard cock is sliding into me.  Oh, yes.  That, after the wonderful clit foreplay.  Yes, the new vibrator will be on my favorite list.  I wonder how it would feel like on me directly, with no diaper for padding. 

But now, I have the real thing in me, and I throb and clutch against you as you bang me good.  You lift out of me and turn me over so I am over my diaper as you lift my ass and enter me doggy style.  Yes, yes, yes.  This way, you seem to be able to press even deeper into me, and the angle brings further enjoyment to me.

“Don’t stop, Daddy, I don’t want to ever be anyplace else but just here, like this, with you.”

You spank my cheeks a little, just playfully, and say, “I don’t know if I can do this forever, I think I am about to lose it all in your sweet tight cunt.”

“Oh yes, Daddy, cum in me now.”

And you do.  I feel your warm cum spreading up into me, sending tremors all through my body.  You fall on your back next to me, and I drop onto my diaper.  The wet pee from it mingles with our cum dripping out of me.  I can’t help myself, and rub my clit against it all, feeling the wetness on me.

You know what I am doing and just shake your head.  “Baby, we don’t have time to give you another bath.  I hope I can clean you up enough as you need to wear big-girl panties on the plane today.”

I look at you with doe eyes.

“Don’t worry, honey, we will get you in a diaper when we get to the car before heading home.”

I smile at you and realize that wearing the panties on the plane will give me the opportunity to give you a nice treat when we get to the car.

You clean and dress me in my panties and bra.  It is the first time I have had a bra--well, and panties too--on for over a week.  The new dress is pretty, just childish enough for us both to know, but others looking at me would not guess our wonderful secret life together.

The car comes to take us to the airport.  But today there is no car seat there for me.  I guess for the next several hours I am a full adult again.  You do sit in the back with me, and I lean against your shoulder as we begin the drive.  We are enclosed back here so the driver cannot hear or see us.

You bring a book out from your computer case and open it for us to look at to pass the hour ride to the airport.  I don’t know where you got it from, but it is a very adult picture book.  Mainly with drawings of a couple “interacting” together, the accompanying story is very racy, and I do feel myself start to cream my panties as you read it to me.

We arrive at the airport when we were only halfway through it.  Probably because I examine each of the pictures minutely, enjoying the artist’s skill and detail.

You tuck the book away, and we are soon checked in and at the gate waiting to board.  I giggle to you, asking if we could read more now.  You just wink at me and tell me the story will have to wait until tomorrow for a bedtime reading.  You also whisper you have even more stories like that being sent to us, so I will have plenty of bedtime stories to choose from.  I sigh contentedly.

On the plane ride home, I keep thinking about the pictures we have seen, and I feel my panties getting damper and damper.

We land and are at the gate.  We leave the plane, collect our luggage and are shuttled to our car.  There, you put our luggage in the back and help me into the back seat.  You spread the changing mat, and lift my dress up above my waist as you lay me on it.

I raise my legs and you take the soaked panties off me. 

“Daddy, do you like my surprise for you?”

You lift the panties to your mouth and nose and inhale deeply, then lick some of the cum from the crotch.  “Yes, baby, you make me very happy with your surprise.” 

You fold and tuck them in your pocket for more enjoyment later.

I laugh happily as you powder and diaper me.  It feels so nice to be back in a diaper.  I start peeing it before you can even get me settled in the front seat.  But that is okay, it is not a long ride home now.

HOME.  We are head to our new home.  I can’t wait to see it all and begin our true new life together.

Author's Note: Sorry, this one got a little sappy.  Not sure why, but just embracing Lizzy and Daniel’s relationship to come and some of her fears.  I have taken Lizzy on so many deviations on their vacation and needed to get them back in sync to go home.