Little Alice was so proud of herself. She had just received her "Potty Training" certificate from her pre-school teacher. This meant that she could graduate out of training pants and into little girl's panties. At almost four years of age, it was about time for Alice. A slow learner in almost every aspect of pre-school activity, it had taken her quite awhile to master the art of bowel and bladder control. Her teacher Mrs. Hawkins was so proud of her. She hated to see little Alice made fun of by the other boys and girls whenever she went in her training pants. Alice's mother tried to hide her training pants from the kids at school by constantly dressing her up in cute mini-dresses designed to hide her shameful predicament. The idea was actually quite effective until Alice made a poo - then the smell would inevitably escape her crotch and permeate the nursery room for all the other children to smell. This would obviously lead to a lot of teasing and plenty of "peeeeeuuuuuu!" remarks from the other kids.
Alice hated wearing diapers and training pants and often told her mother so. Finally she had overcome the problem - or so she thought - and couldn't wait to get home to show her mommy her special potty training certificate. As soon as the school bus came to a halt at the corner near her house, she jumped out ignoring her bus sitter's pleas to be careful and ran to her house.
"Mommy mommy!" she yelled as she burst through the screen door.
"Yes dear what is it?" she asked in her usual motherly tone of voice.
"I did it mommy....no more potty training see?" Alice cheered as she held up her certificate to her mother.
"My goodness you finally did it Alice! Mommy is so proud of you." she explained as she picked up her sweet little angel and gave her a huge hug. "Now it's no more diapers of potty pants right?"
"Yippeeeee!" cheered Alice as she ran to her little playroom to play with her dollies.
Her mother watched her run away with a smile creasing her lips. She was so proud that Alice had overcome her predicament. God what a long and trying time it had been. Now it was finally over - hopefully.
Alice's father (Henry) had different ideas for his little girl though. Little was known about him around the neighborhood or amongst his co-workers. Henry was indeed a mystery to most people. He was quite receptive to people when spoken to, but he possessed an aura of aloofness that baffled almost everyone that knew him. It was by no means an overwhelming character trait - therefore most people tended to ignore it. However whenever people attempted to contact him at home, he was found to be quite an elusive individual. This was because Henry Silinger was hardly at home - except on weeknights when he got home from work. During weekends (with the exception of Sunday), he was not to be found at home. Instead, Henry took part in a small child pornography ring that resided inside the city during Friday and most Saturday nights. It was his intention to introduce Alice into this ring very shortly - once he obtained complete and total custody of her through the eventual divorce of his wife.
Mr. Silinger marveled at how pretty his little girl was. Alice was already a platinum blonde-haired child with the cutest face and softest little hands. He loved it when she sat on his lap at nights and played "bouncy bottom" on his knee. She loved that game. Ginger - his stupid cunt wife, had no idea what the true nature of that game was or the evil intentions behind it for Henry. She dismissed it has him merely playing the part of the doting father and was quite fond of watching the two of them play together. The stupid bitch had no clue what was in store for her (or her child for that matter). Henry was already setting things up to discredit his wife in future court room proceedings.
Ginger did not have a shortage of faults about her. For one thing she drank too much - mostly because she already sensed that Henry did not love her anymore. She had already been fired from her day job on the account of her drinking habit and to make things worse, she had been wrongfully accused of stealing on her last day (which was not true at all) and was abruptly dismissed from the office. Henry had taken careful note of these events and had already spoken to her ex-coworkers in an attempt to get them behind him in his eventual case for divorce and complete child custody. It wasn't difficult. Most of her co-workers didn't like her anyway.
Indeed, things were shaping up quite nicely for Henry and his evil plans for his sweet daughter Alice. It was only a matter of time - as well as patience. Henry was a pedophile since he could remember. Through his contacts on the Internet, he was able to join a small group of men - much like himself who adored little girls. None of the members in the group preferred children over the age of six - and it was through careful planning and strategy that they were able to hold their secret meetings in the city. The meetings never took place in the same building and they were constantly moving around the city to avoid any sort of potential trouble.
Alice was still playing with her dollies when her daddy came home from work. He peered in on her and marveled at how pretty and cute his little girl was. Her little blonde locks of hair were so sweet and his cock jumped in his pants as he imagined the image of her sweet little bottom encased in those precious little girlie underpants. Soon he would be able to make his dreams a reality - very soon.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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