ABVR

Logan burst into his room and locked the door behind him. He didn’t want anyone to randomly barge in any time soon. In his hand was a plastic shopping back, which he threw onto his desk and quickly dove into it. 

Today was the launch day for a new VR game called “ABVR,” which allows its users to interact with their very own customizable AB Little. As a daddy who was in between Littles at the moment, this game seemed like the best way to have some daddydom fun. 

Logan tore open the packaging and popped the game into his VR system. As he was about to place the VR helmet onto his head, he felt a drop of water land on his nose. He looked up, watching as water trickled in through his ceiling, which always happened when it was raining. He quickly ran to grab some buckets and place them in their usual spots. 

With everything in place, he smiled as he put on the helmet, ready to immerse himself into his dream nursery. But before he could do that, he’d need to get through the endless number of set up menus. 

At first, he was answering each question diligently. Things like personality, physical appearance, and what age the Little would act like were all very important set up questions. Logan wanted a slender female Little with large breasts and a crazy high libido, who behaved like a bratty toddler that needed lots of discipline. That was the easy part. 

The prompts soon became tedious though, as things like favorite activities, snacks, tv shows, etc, all kept him from interacting with his fantasy Little. He started flying through the questions as quickly as he could, choosing several pre-written options. He could always change whatever settings he wanted to anyway down the road. 

Hitting enter, it’s only a few seconds before Logan is fast asleep, allowing his mind to enter virtual reality. Unbeknownst to him was the fact that a new leak had just started up, sending water dripping down from the ceiling and landed directly atop the very expensive VR console. After a few well-placed drops, sparks started to fly... 

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Logan opened his eyes, greeted by a colorful and inviting nursery. Just like the other games he’d played on his VR system before, he could hear, see, touch, and even smell and taste everything around him. It was truly a one-of-a-kind immersive experience. 

The nursery was a magnificent sight to behold. The walls were painted a soothing pastel yellow and the matching furniture was a bright pink. Toys, diapers, plushies and cutesy outfits were all in pristine condition, lying in wait for their Little. 

His Little! Peering around the room, Logan’s eyes centered on the cutest adult baby he’d ever seen in his life. Swaddled in a soft, pink blanket was the Little that Logan had always dreamed of. She was small, with chubby cheeks and short, brown hair. Her lips were plump and plush looking. He didn’t have a full view, but he could see two large mounts wrapped up underneath the sheets, and he couldn’t wait to find out just how big and squishy those lumps of flesh were. 

Logan walked over to the baby girl’s crib, reaching a hand inside and gently stroking her silky hair. He smiled as she stirred in her sleep. 

“I think I’ll call you...Daisy.” 

Suddenly, everything around Logan began to glitch. The textures all around the room faded in and out. “Must be a technical error that still needs a patch. I’ll just hop out.” He waved his hand to pull up his menu, but just before he could log out, everything went dark. 

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When Logan’s mind came back to consciousness, he couldn’t see anything, nor could he move. He was wrapped up in something very soft and warm, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t free himself. 

Prying open his eyes, dim light began to fill Logan’s vision. He could see things around him were still glitching a bit. 

“Thi-think I cal-I thinksasddf-ou Daisy.” 

Craning his neck up, Logan came face to face with the last thing he was expecting to see; his own face, staring down at him. His body was in the same position he was when he blacked out. But that couldn’t be true, because if he was looking down on his Little before everything went haywire...that would mean... 

Logan leaned his head up and looked down at himself, discovering exactly why he was so tangled up. He was no longer in his own body. He was now in the body of what was supposed to be his new virtual Little to look after. 

“W-what’s going on?!” He said, or at least he tried to. While he could perfectly articulate it in his brain, all that came out of his mouth was an unintelligible baby babble. He wiggled to free himself from the tight blanket, discovering that not only was he wearing his Little’s diaper, but it was very well used. 

All of a sudden, a digital banner flashed in front of Logan’s body’s face. It was backwards from the real Logan’s current point of view, so he did his best to make it out. “nO gniggoL eryalP” It didn’t take him long to figure out what that meant, but that didn’t make it any less confusing. How could a player log on if he was already logged on? 

The lights all around flickered once more and soon, Logan’s body jolted back, “There we go! Thank god! If water had destroyed my VR console, I would’ve been fucking pissed.” 

Trapped in the body of Daisy, he looked up to see her former self return to the room as if all that happened was a small technical error. But that wasn’t the truth. “The game must’ve...copied my consciousness when the glitch occurred! And when I got stuck between logged in and logged out, it must’ve put this consciousness in the only body left!” He thought, suddenly terrified of what this could implicate. 

Logan didn’t have much time to come to grips with everything, before the other Logan was lowering the bars of the crib and lifting his Little into his arms. “Good morning, my sweet Daisy,” he cooed, “Are you ready for a fun day together?” 

“Daisy” shifted in Logan’s arms, feeling the damp diaper squeeze around him. The feeling came with a surprising amount of arousal. He tried to think back to the settings, remembering that he had turned his Little’s horniness up to the highest setting. 

That arousal slowly started to chip away at his subconscious, as other girlish and infantile thoughts and feelings began to enter his head. 

Logan’s body laid Daisy down on the large changing table. He watched with glee as his Little turned her head to look at her potty training chart that hung above the table. It was filled with nothing but thunderstorm clouds. “Let’s see if your nappies are all stormy today!” He began to unswaddle his baby girl. 

Back in Daisy’s body, the OG Logan was preparing to get the jump on his former body. However, he soon discovered that as the blanket was unraveled, this body had no strength whatsoever in its limbs. His mind once again drifted back to the settings. This was all by design. 

“Uh oh! Looks like we had another wet night. Well, don’t you worry! Daddy will get you back in a fresh diaper in no time,” Logan said in his trademark sing-songy voice that as sure to always make his Littles gush. 

That effect seemed to carry over to this body, as Daisy smiled and burbled at her daddies doting attention. 

Logan was powerless to stop himself from unsnapping Daisy’s cozy, purple onesie and making quick work of changing her into not one, but two fresh diapers. “You know the rules, one month of bedwetting every night means double diaper days!” 

Daisy blushed and wiggled in protest. As she moved, she could feel something small and hard resting at the bottom of her diaper. This only made the fits worse. 

Inside, Logan was practically hysterical. And for good reason too. He was supposed to be the Daddy. And yet, he couldn’t stop all of these foreign thoughts of loving her life as a little girl from entering her brain. She wasn’t a baby, she was a Mommy. It’s why she had these big, sensitive mommy milkers on her front chest. But why would she need all that milk for anyway? She was the baby here, and no one would be feeding from her nipples anytime soon. Oh yeah! She forgot that her Daddy loved to suck on them and play with them all the time. It made her feel so happy to be fondled by Daddy’s big, strong hands. 

Logan lifted up his baby and set her down in the giant baby walker that was stationed in the middle of the playroom. He then extended the legs of the walker higher, so that Daisy was barely able to touch the ground with her tiptoes. She giggled as she bounced and played with the wide variety of plastic toys that were stationed around. 

Logan stared proudly at his new Little, excited to get to play with her and dress her up in only the best clothing a loving daddy could provide. That’s when he suddenly received a message in his VR menu. He had his phone hooked up so that he wouldn’t leave people hanging when he was playing a VR game. 

The message was from one of his roommates, asking if he wanted to go out drinking tonight. Logan thought hard for a second, deciding that he might as well head out. It’s not like his Little was going anywhere. Plus, after a few drinks, he’d be raring for some more adult fun. 

Daisy stood by and watched as the best Daddy in the whole world walked up to her and kissed her on her forehead, causing a fit of giggles to erupt. 

Logan pressed a few buttons on his menu, allowing a giant bottle big enough to fill Daisy’s stomach ten times over to appear in the room. He did some more tapping and the bottle was instantly suspended in the air like a water feeder in a hamster cage. It was at the perfect height for Daisy’s mouth to reach. 

“Have fun playing, Daisy. I’ll be back tonight,” Logan tapped a button on his menu, signaling the small and hard “something” in Daisy’s diaper to start vibrating furiously. 

Daisy flopped her arms over the edge of the baby walker, allowing her body to be ravaged by wave after wave of chilling pleasure. She watched as her daddy blew her a kiss, before disappearing in a cloud of coding. 

Left all alone, Daisy’s naughty side took hold of her, as she began to grind her diaper into the fabric straps that held her up. The stationary toys on the walker rattled with the same level of excitement that filled her loins. She didn’t know when Daddy would be back, but she was thankful that he left her with plenty to do. 

THE END.