Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
I shake my head.
He chuckles as we reach the dock. “Stay right here a moment, baby girl.”
I don’t move an inch while he heads to the ticket booth and speaks to a woman inside. He points at our luggage, and she nods. A few moments later, Daddy returns to me and another man takes our cart away.
Daddy takes my hand. “Let’s go,” he says cheerfully.
We step onto the ferry. I’m a bit excited. I’ve never been on a ferry before. Also, I love the ocean. Wherever we’re going, I assume it will be warm. I also relax a bit as I look around and notice everyone on the ferry is also either Little or a Mommy or Daddy.
Suddenly it hits me, and I lift my gaze to Daddy. “Are we going to Littleworld?”
His grin widens. “Yep. The island at least. You’ll have to earn the privilege of going to the parks themselves with good behavior.”
I follow Daddy up some stairs to the top level of the ferry, where it’s open air, and we can see all around. I let Daddy lead me to some open seats, and he brings me between his legs and lifts me to sit on his lap. He hugs me close and kisses my nose. “Excited?”
I’m not sure that’s the word I’d use. I’m nervous. “I don’t know,” I whisper.
He chuckles. “How much do you know about Regression Island?”
I swallow. I know some things, enough to be concerned. “I know that’s where Anabel moved with her Daddy a few months ago.”
“That’s right.”
I start to fidget. “Isn’t it for…uh…babies?”
He wiggles his brows. “Yep.”
My bottom lip trembles. “I’m not a baby,” I point out.
“You are for the next three months.”
My eyes pop wide, and I suck in a breath. “Three months?” That’s the entire summer.
He nods. “I rented a house. It’s not far from where Anabel and Anthony live. You’ll be able to see your friend often.”
That part makes me excited. I haven’t seen Anabel in person since she and her Daddy moved to the island. Since Anabel decided to lower her age play to an infant. Or maybe it was Anthony who made the decision. Either way, she had to have agreed.
Daddy gives me another squeeze. “Don’t panic, baby girl. I told you there were going to be some drastic changes. I meant it. We’re going to spend the summer in a nice rental home on an island where you can fully regress. I’ve heard it’s an amazing experience for Littles. It will help you let go of all your worries, relax, and rejuvenate. By the end of the summer, you’ll be a new person.”
My lip is really trembling now. “I don’t know if I like this, Daddy.”
He rubs my bare thigh. “It takes some time to adjust, but I promise you’ll do fine.”
I don’t have his faith. “I don’t want to be that young, Daddy.” I squirm on his lap, wondering if it’s too late to get off the ferry.
Just then, the whistle blows, and the ferry pulls away from the dock.
For some reason, this makes me start crying.
Daddy hugs me close and rocks me back and forth, stroking my hair. He doesn’t say anything for a long time. He just lets me silently cry until I finally manage to rein in my nerves.
Daddy tips my chin back and kisses my forehead. “Feel better?”
I shake my head.
He smiles. “You will. Trust me. The island will be good for you. You’ve needed structure for months now. It’s time for you to let go and let Daddy be in charge. You’ve been manipulating Daddy for weeks, gradually getting worse. Littles are not permitted to be that defiant on Regression Island. People will look at you strangely if you behave like a brat.”
“But I don’t think I’m going to like this, Daddy.” My voice is a bit whiney.
“What has you so nervous?”
I’m shaking as I meet his gaze. “Will I have to wear diapers?”
“Yes. That’s part of the experience.”
Silent tears fall once more as I try to picture this place where all the Littles are regressed to infants.
“Trust me, baby girl. The entire experience will be so fulfilling that by the end of the summer, you’ll be happier than you’ve ever been.”
I don’t believe him, but I don’t argue further as we move across the water. I can see the island in the distance. My summer prison.
Perhaps I’m overreacting. After all, Anabel loves her life here. Maybe I should give it a chance. I don’t have any other option, so I might as well stop panicking and try to embrace my new fate.
Chapter Three
I’m surprised when we arrive on the island and Daddy leads me to a golf cart that has a sign on it with Daddy’s name. Bentley Harbron. The keys are in the ignition, and I realize he’s previously rented it. “No car?” I ask.