Remdy- Reversed roles

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Hello hello! @Ellafiffteen wanted a role reversed where Remington is a baby that becomes Andy's Daddy for a few days after Andy has a panic attack.

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Remington- Daddy

Andy- 1 year old head space


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**Remington's P.O.V**


    Being an age play little was great. Andy was a great Daddy and took great care of me, and I loved him, little or big. Lots of people think the relationship is sexual, but when I'm little sex is never what either of us want. Sex is only a 'big boy' activity.

   We'd discussed having me be Daddy for a day and Andy being the little, but hadn't made any moves toward it. Then it happened.

   We were at home wen Andy had a panic attack. There wasn't a lot I could do to calm him down, he was sobbing and rocking back and forth. I sat by him and cooed and whispered until he managed to calm a bit. Then he asked me if I would be the Daddy, and if I would watch over him while he was little. 

   "Okay little one." I say, smiling and taking Andy to the nursery. I lay him on the change table. "Princess diaper or star ones?" I ask, tickling his stomach. Andy was very far from little right now, although I could tell he was beginning to slip a bit. He blushes brightly, fiddling with his fingers.

   "Stars?" He whispers nervously. Like he was breaking some kind of law by wanting to wear a fluffy start diaper. I nod, pulling off his pants and boxers. He squeaks, then whines. I coo, knowing he was now cold and embarrassed. "Oh your a fussy one, huh? It's okay, I'll warm you up soon." I rub some lotion on his privates, and sprinkle some baby powder on him as well, then tape up the diaper. "Now for some comfy clothes." I hum, pulling off his shirt and taking him to the closet. I find two big shirts, one princess shirt and a pastel blue sweater. 

   "Sweater please?" He says softly. 

   "Please who?" I ask softly, lifting up his chin with my fingers. He flushes, squirming. He tries to beg his way out of it with large puppy eyes, but I just raise an eyebrow in a warning and he instantly looks a bit younger.

   "Please, Daddy?" He whispers, his voice so soft and weak. It didn't fit him at all, but at the same time it did. I smile and pull the soft sweater over his head. I hand him my baby blanket, bunny stuffed animal, and offering him a pacifier. He stares at it nervously, looking at it, then me, then it again. He hugs the stuffed bunny close, shifting nervously. 

   "Andy, honey, its not bad. If you want the paci you can suck on it, and you can be little. Just let go all your stress. It's okay." I offer the pacifier a bit closer to his lips. He parts them nervously and starts trying to find his groove. I take him to the couch and set him down on it. Andy was acting a bit more like a little. 

   "Daddy... I'm very hungry." Andy hugs the bunny close, suckling on the pacifier. Hi kiss his head, putting on a kids movie so he'd hopefully slip into little space. I make a bottle, and get some grapes. He really needed actual food in his tummy. Andy was watching me, instead of the TV. 

   "Sweetie, the TV is on." I coo, washing the grapes. He begins to whimper loudly, sucking harshly on the pacifier. "Awe honey? Are you worried?" He nods, squeezing the bunny. "Don't worry, Daddy is right here. I'll be right there as soon as I finish your bottle." I say, smiling. He sniffles, still looking really nervous.

   Poor baby, always hated being alone, even if I was only ten steps away. I finish up fast and put the bottle on the tape. He furrows his brow, reaching for it. I take the pacifier from his mouth, and attaching it to the ribbon b on the shirt. He whines again, turning his head away when I offer him a grape. He stamps a foot.

   "No Daddy! Want a bottle." He fusses, glaring at me in anger. I raise a stern eyebrow at him, the exact same way he did to me when I threw my hissy fits. He was slipping faster and faster. 

   "You will not throw a tantrum unless you want a spanking." I warn. He gets teary eyed, which I could tell he meant it. I lift him into my lap and start hushing him. "Please don't cry! You're okay, you're okay." He starts crying, more then likely because of the earlier anxiety attack. I let him have his little cry, and when he's calm, he's already in little space. He eats all of his grapes, then I feed him his bottle. 

   "That's my good good boy." I whisper very gently. He snuggles up to me, eyes shut and slipping into sleep.


**Three days later**


   Andy had been indulging his little side, and I adored it. CC had come over yesterday and took care of me and Andy. He was one of the best uncles except I got embarrassed when he changed my messy diapers. Andy was on tantrum territory. Very dangerous tantrum territory. It was going to wind up with him having a sore bum and a tear stained face.

   "No!" Andy screeches, pushing my hand away. I had been trying to feed him lunch, which was not going well. He was in a very little head space and loved milk and water from bottles, but he needed solids. 

   "Andrew Dennis!" I snap. "If you keep pushing my hand and throwing your little tantrums, I will spank you!" I scold harshly. Andy had tears in his eyes, and hits the spoon out of my hand. "That's it!" I hiss harshly, pulling him out of the high chair and over my knee. Andy starts whimpering wildly, but I take a few deep breaths to calm down.

   "Why are you over my knee baby?" I ask softly. 

   "I threw a tantrum." He whispers, sounding wildly little. I nod, and start up. He got 25, and about half way he began bawling. 

   "Okay sweetie, it's okay!" I coo, pulling him up into my lap. He sobs loudly, clutching my shirt. I get his bottle and rest it against his lips. "Awe there there. Such a fussy fussy boy!" I bounce him softly He drank up the bottle, and with promoting eats about a quarter of his food. I laid him in the crib, climbing inside along with him. He cuddles up to me and falls asleep quickly. 

   I'm glad we allowed him to be little.


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