Daddy and Baby Layne are both adults over 18 years old. This story is fictional and contains role-play between two consenting adults. This story has nothing to do with real children.

The Role Play Adventures of Baby Layne and her Daddy

Written by Baby Layne: chucks_babylayne@yahoo.com

Plane Ride with Daddy

I sit between the two large suitcases that were on the bed. Daddy and I were headed for a vacation. I had even helped him with the last suitcase by lying down on the top so that Daddy could do the suitcase up. He comes in the room with the clothes that I'd be wearing on the trip. Usually by now I was out of my pjs, but I today I had stayed in them so that we didn't have a huge amount of laundry waiting for us when we got back.

I bounce with excitement when he walks in; I am overjoyed with the idea of a nice little holiday with my Daddy to celebrate our birthdays, since they were so close together. He smiles at me and I know he's just as excited. "Want to get ready?" he asks me and I nod. In between kisses, tickles and giggles Daddy finally gets me dressed in a purple onezie, a thick diaper and blue jean overalls, and although the diaper is a little thicker then the ones I normally wear but the overalls were a little bit big and covered them, but didn't really mask the sound. When he's done snapping up my overalls Daddy plants a kiss on my lips making me grin.

"You ready?" he asks me as he pulls away. I sit up and begin to bounce on the bed again. Daddy gives me a stern look and in a stern tone says "Don't get to excited. I'd like it if your diaper lasts at least until we're off the plane." I know he's trying hard to be serious but he can't hold back his smile and I grin back at him.

He takes my hand and helps me to my feet. He takes the bigger of the two suitcases and I take the smaller one. We head downstairs to the living room where our carry-ons and travel documents were laid out.

Daddy looks out the window and tells me that the cab is here and he helps me put on my Princess back-pac, before he slipped on his black one and the two of us head out the door. He helps the cab driver load our bags into the trunk then helps me into the back seat before we get on our way in the cab.

We arrive at the airport a little while before our flight, giving us time to check in. Daddy makes sure he holds my hand at all times to make sure I don't get lost in the crowd. We get our boarding passes and we go through security. We stop at a convince store and Daddy buys me a chocolate milk and buys himself a juice as we sit down in the chair he opens my milk and passes it to me.

I take my first sip and dribble down the front of my overalls. Daddy looks at me and says "Should I get your sippy cup out." I see a few people look over at us and I blush. I shake my head no and Daddy smiles he takes a napkin and wipes the small spill from my chest and the corners of my mouth. I smile back at him.

We wait about ten minutes before they start calling rows and we board the plane when are called. We get to our seats. I'm going to sitting in the window seat and Daddy has the isle seat. I take my seat and buckle up while Daddy takes out both our mp3 players out, a book for himself and my travel buddy, my white lion Tandi. He then puts the bags in the overhead compartment before sitting next to me. He kisses my forehead before he buckles up himself.

We are welcomed by a flight attendant and they go through the motions of the safety features, I stop paying attention and watched the airport workers do their job. But as the aeroplane pulls away from the airport, I begin to feel nervous. I severely dislike the take off of a flight.

We taxi around the airport and my eyes are glued out the window. As we turn on to the runway and the pilot makes the announcement that we will be getting ready to take off Daddy takes my hand. His hand takes my attention away from the window and I look at him, the smile on his face reassures me and I try and grin back.

We begin take off and I squeeze my eyes tightly and I squeeze Tandi in one hand and Daddy’s hand in the other. And as I do, Daddy squeezes my hand back. I put my head against the back of the seat and sing our song in our head.

Finally, when we are in the air, Daddy storks my cheek and I opens my eyes and look at him. He’s still smiling and I smile back, knowing that everything is okay.

“You okay babe?” he asks and I nod. He leans over and kisses my forehead. “You’re diaper still dry?” he asks in a whisper and gives me a wink. I crack a bigger grin and nod.

Finally after a few more minutes, the seat belt sign goes off and we are informed we can move about the cabin and use electronic equipment. Daddy pushes the armrest in between us up and grabs our mp3 players. He passes me mine. Both of us slip our earphones on. I put my head on Daddy’s shoulder and he once again smiles at me as I cuddle up to him. He plays with my hair and rubs my shoulder as I drift into a light sleep.

About an hour or so later Daddy gently shook me awake. I rub my eyes groggily and look at him then the flight attendant that’s waiting there.

“Did you want apple or orange juice, Baby Girl?” Daddy asks.

“Apple.” I say with a bit of a yawn. Daddy then tells the flight attendant that we’ll have an apple juice and a water.

With our drinks in front of us, and both of us awake, we take our earphones off and excitedly talk about the trip ahead of us. We had rented a small condo on the beach in Florida and were looking forward to the time we would spend there.

After I finished my apple juice I looked out the window at the world below and smile. Everything looks so small.

I look back at Daddy and he says in a quiet voice, “I’m going to bathroom, unlike you I can’t go whenever I want.” Daddy gives me a wink before he gets up and I blush although I knew no one else had heard him.

I looked back out the window for a little longer until I felt Daddy sit down next to me. I look over at him and smile and yawn.

He smiles back as he buckles up again. “Still sleepy?” he asks and I nod, I hadn’t slept much the night before and travelling always made me somewhat tried.

Daddy put my earphones on my ears, beaming at me. I smile back and place my head once again on him. He gently stokes my hair and I fall asleep again.

Once again Daddy wakes me up by shaking me gently. I stretched a little and Daddy said, “We’re getting ready to land.” I sit up and look out the window the ground was a little closer then before. Daddy pushed the armrest down between us. He takes my earphones off, but my attention stays out the window.

I continued to look out the window. As we get close to landing, I shut my eyes again and Daddy squeezes my hand to help me stay pretty calm.

Finally we are on the ground and in sunny Florida. We wait our turn to get off the plane. Once in the airport Daddy grabs my hand again and we begin our walk.

He looks at me as I waddle beside him, “Need a change.” He says and again I blush and nod. He looks around and finds a one person bathroom. He looks around and then leads me into the bathroom and locks the door behind him.

Daddy takes his bag off and takes a small blanket and puts it on the bathroom floor. With his help I got out of my overalls and lay down on my back on the blanket. Daddy kneels over me and kisses me passionately. I wrap my arms around him and kiss him even more deeply. We kiss for what seems forever, but Daddy pulls away from me, a huge smile on his face.

“We’ve got to pick up our bags.” He says, “Take an IOU?” I nod and grin back.

He changes my diaper, doing it lovingly but quickly. I giggle because I know he really wants to continue the make out session.

He kisses the top of my kitty before he powders me and then does up my diaper. Daddy redoes my onezie up, before helping me up and step into my overalls once again. He disposes the diaper and re folds the blanket up and puts it in his bag.

He then kisses me lightly again before taking my hand and leading me to baggage claim. We find our bags and head out to hail a cab and start the awesome week we have plan, and to finish the make out session we had started.