To the "toy" store.

You are on pins and needles in the car seated next to Daddy. Your clit is throbbing in your lace panties as you squirm and resist the urge to reach over to grab your Daddy's massive bulge. You take frustrated delight in seeing he is having trouble keeping his eyes on the road and hands on the wheel. You wonder where you are going and are surprised when you stop outside a secluded looking store called "The Enchanted Forest."

From the outside it looks to be a quaint little cottage covered in vines. When you step inside it appears to be a store for little girls...dresses, toys, and accessories in pinks, pastels, and sparkles fill the space. Then you notice the dresses are all adult sized and cut quite provocatively. The toys, while pink and cute are decidedly phallic in nature and seem designed for more grown up play. The accessories include tiaras and tutus, but also handcuffs, paddles, collars, gags and other deliciously deviant devices. "Pick out whatever you want, Barbie. It's your special day."

You stand on your tippy toes to give Daddy a smooch on the cheek and begin your sissy shopping spree. You pick out a plethora of dresses that range from almost innocent to naughty little slut begging to be bred. You find a collection of sexy school girl outfits and find enough for a new outfit every day of the week. Daddy licks his lips with each one you try on for him, and you can tell he wants nothing more than to join you in the fitting room and fuck you senseless. You really wish he would, but you know the longer the wait, the sweeter the cherry.

You find a chest full toys to play with when no studs or sissies are available to provide a hard cock or hot hole as well as plenty that can be played with together. You look forward to the next time you see Samantha so you can play dress up and explore your new toy collection.

You pick out enough accessories to be practically covered head to toe even when naked, and you watch as Daddy delights in each selection. You can tell he is already imagining helping you "break in" the new paddles, plugs, vibrating nipple clamps, collars, gags, spreaders, and other oddities, and so are you.

By the time you check out, you are panting and dripping and praying he will take you on a magic carpet ride...or magic hood of his car ride...or magic back alley ride...anywhere as long as it's soon...