Deedee found the experience of being a naked infant under Ron’s watchful eyes tremendously satisfying. Anytime she wished, she could look down at her bare pubes and reassure herself that she was indeed an infant. Her small size and lack of clothes made her feel extremely vulnerable and intensified the sense of protectedness that Ron’s presence gave her. Whenever she looked up into his eyes, she saw the paternal concern radiating back at her. It made her feel nurtured and cherished. The food in her stomach made her drowsy and she found herself yawning repeatedly. She was playing on her hands and knees with a toy when sleep finally overcame her. Deedee lay her head down on the blanket without moving her legs and was fast asleep in seconds. Ron heard her soft snores and looked down to see his baby wife sleeping on her knees with her cute little behind in the air and her cheek resting on the blanket. As he watched, her form increased in size and maturity until she had regained her former stature. Ron got up from the sofa with Deedee’s robe and diaper in hand and knelt down beside her on the blanket to wake her up. He stroked her hair with one hand and said quietly, “Dee! Dee, Honey? It’s time to get up! Come on, Honey! Wake up!”