Fashion Show [ddlg]

“Are you ready daddy!?” I called out from behind the door to my nursery. I giggled with anticipation.

“I’m still ready baby, just like the last three times you asked,” daddy said with laughter in his voice. He thought I was being silly, but I knew he was gonna love my new outfit.

“Ok, I’m coming for reals this time!” I threw open the door, picked up the hem of my skirt and did my prettiest walk down the hallway for daddy. Then, right when I got up close to him, I spun around so that my skirt floofed out. I squealed cause it was just so pretty!

“Oooh,” daddy said. He probably thought the sparkles were pretty.

“What do you think!?” I shrieked, excited.

Daddy laughed and said “I love it baby girl. Very pretty.” I was showing him my new princess dress that I just got. I ordered it a few days ago, but today it finally came in the mail! It was long and yellow and the skirt had lots of sparkles.

“Yay!” I did a happy little jump. “I got one more outfit to show daddy though,” I held one finger out to daddy before turning around and running back into the nursery, slamming the door once I got inside.

Going over to the cardboard box my items had shipped in, I hesitated before pulling my other outfit out. It was something I’d always wanted to try wearing, but never quite had the confidence. Plus, i wasn’t sure if daddy was gonna like it. Usually my playtime outfits had skirts or dresses, or at least lace or bows or some frilly thing.

Finally getting all the straps situated, I finished putting on my outfit. It was a one-piece, but there was lotsa straps and open spaces, so it was hard to know where to put my arms and legs and head. Next time I wore it, I was gonna have to get daddy to help me put it on. But, it was so cute and pink! And the straps across my chest made a really cool star!

“Ready daddy?” I asked, more timidly this time, from behind the nursery door.

“Yes baby, I’m sure you’re gonna be so pretty,” daddy replied. A wave of nervous rushed over me, but I busted open the door before I had time to chicken out and take my outfit back off.

“Oh, baby,” daddy said as soon as I took my first steps out into the hallway. His voice was low and it sounded like the scary voice he uses when he tells me I might get punished.

“I’m sorry!” I said quickly, “I’ll take it off! I don’t have to wear it anymore!” I stepped back into the nursery and started to slowly close the door, but daddy caught it with his hand.

“No no, come back out here,” daddy stepped back so that I had room to go out into the hallway again. I looked down at the ground, but still did as I was told. I felt cold and exposed since this outfit didn’t really cover my ass or my pussy or anything at all. It was really just decoration.

“Spin around?” Daddy said it like a question, but it wasn’t a question. I turned so that my back was to him, trembling. He walked around me so that he faced me again. His expression seemed like he was thinking.

“You- you like it?” I stuttered.

“Like it?” He asked dramatically. He took a step towards me and caressed my hair, taking some strands from behind me and placing them delicately in front of my shoulders. “I love it. You should do some poses for daddy like you did in the dress. Give me a little fashion show.”

“Really?” I looked at daddy, my eyes lighting up. “Yay! I mean, yes daddy, I’ll do a fashion show.”

Daddy stood up against the wall like he had earlier, and I did my runway walk towards him again. When I got to the end of the hallway right in front of him like the last time, I struck a few poses and then turned on my heel to walk back into the nursery again.

“Ah ah,” daddy stopped me from walking away. “Come back here,” he gestured with his hand. I did as I was told.

“Do a few more poses for me and I’ll take some pictures, like a photo shoot,” he pulled out his phone.

“Ok!” I said, excited that daddy liked my outfit that much that he wanted to keep pictures of it. I did my usual poses again, hands on my hips in a sassy stance, lips puckered out like a fish making a kissy face. Daddy was walking all around me in circles, taking pictures at different angles. He didn’t look like he was done yet, so I thought of some new and different poses.

Kicking one leg up, I held it in my hand, like a leg lift. “Ooh, yeah, hold it right there,” daddy took a picture from an angle where I knew he’d be able to see my whole pussy, and I giggled.

Letting my leg down, I stood with my feet shoulder width apart, then bent down and touched my toes like daddy tells me to do sometimes when we play. He took a picture from right behind me, and I giggled some more, but shut up quick when he slapped me lightly on the ass.

“Watch this daddy!” I was gonna do another trick to make up for laughing. Slowly, with my hands still holding onto the tops of my feet, I spread my legs apart and go gradually down into a split.

“Hmm, very good,” daddy said, thinking. “Think you could do that again?”

“Yeah!” I said, swinging my legs back together in front of me and sproinging back up. I started to slowly go down once more, but daddy said-

“Not yet. Be right back,” he walked briskly into the other room and then came back holding one of my toys: a long pink dildo that sticks to the floor. “Think you can do it onto this?” I nodded.

Daddy put the toy underneath me where I stood. I started to go down slowly once more, bracing myself for when the toy would slide inside me. But, as soon as the tip of the dildo touched my pussy, I flinched, cause it was cold, which caused me to lose my balance and fall on my butt, slamming the rest of it into me all at once. I made a whiney noise and went to pull it out, but-

“Nope, keep it in for the rest of the fashion show,” daddy smiled mischievously. “Now stand up so you can touch your toes again.”

I stood and touched my toes, just like daddy said. He came up behind me, snapping more pictures, or so I thought, but then I gasped when I felt cold metal touch my asshole. Daddy had popped what I assumed to be my sparkly butt plug in. “Daddyyyyy,” I whined.

“Mhm,” daddy lightly kicked the back of my knees so that I fell down on all fours. I made an “oof” sound when I hit the ground, but I arched my back some, just like I do when we play, hoping that my ass looked good for daddy’s pictures.

“More,” daddy said when he saw me move my back. I arched it more so that my tummy was almost scraping the ground.

“More,” daddy pressed his foot lightly, but still firmly, on the small of my back so that I had to arch it even more. I ended up splaying my hands out in front of me and my chest and stomach were touching the ground, my ass still up in the air. Daddy snapped some more pictures.

“Now that the fashion show’s over” I relaxed and fell all the way flat on the ground once daddy started talking again. “Think you can hold that pose for me again? On the bed this time.”
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