Annie and her veggies

For Annie, a trip to the market was more then just a shopping trip; it was a whole world of adventure. Grasping Daddy’s hand tightly she walked along with wiggling and twisting motions, suppressing her natural urge to skip as she was so happy. Her pretty sun dress swirled and twirled around her curvy body and she grinned as Daddy looked over at her gyrations. She had the form that was perfect for a baby girl. . .heavy breasts, a little plump through the ass for spankings, lots and lots of soft grab friendly curves, in all, a very perfect package especially when gyrating and bouncing in the summer sun. Each time she paused for a moment her gyrations continued on for a few seconds and that made her start to giggle. She liked being bouncy, especially when she saw Daddy grinning at her like he was.

Day to day during the week she was sure to wear bras and clothing that minimized her bouncocity but not on the weekends. That was her time with him and she was allowed to be as bouncy as possible . . . well within reason. She was not permitted to get “out of hand” or she had to be corrected. Honestly, sometimes she got out of hand just for fun because she did so love when Daddy corrected her.

He was watching her now, grinning at her excitement. She was grinning ear to ear and blushing just a tiny bit. Part of the fun of the market is that it seemed like anyone who looked at her bouncing seemed to immediately know what she was thinking and how much she really, really loved her veggies. The thought of everyone silently knowing what she was thinking made it amazingly titillating and made her so excited she wanted to run away at the same time she wanted to show off. It was very much fun. She bounced on, swinging Daddy’s hand wildly as she looked. She of course did not skip for that would be improper and she was always a very good girl. As she passed by the booths of the market she gasped and grinned at all the veggies displayed. For some, it was a banquet of tastes. . . Annie however, being a good girl through and through, loved her veggies even more then that. It is very important for a girl to love her veggies, she thought.

Daddy sensed her excitement and let her hand go, staying near but allowing her to browse through the selection of wonderful possibilities. She grinned and blew him a kiss and shyly began to peruse the choices before her. Her fingers touching the veggies and her mind feeling simultaneously aroused, excited, and embarrassed. Mmmmm long cucumbers and zucchini, corn on the cob that was not too thick, strawberries to suckle, melons to squish, grapes to play hide and seek with . . . the ideas just made her head spin in excitement. So many wonderful things!

She paused and picked up an ear of sugar corn. It was rather scrawny for corn this time of year, not nearly as thick as the bread and butter yellow corn. . . .Its wonderful white kernels though were crisp and full and as she ran her fingers over them, they were such a wonderful texture. Grinning she plucked several appropriately sized ears and put them in her basket.

Next she moved to the cucumbers. There were some huge ones. There were some small ones for making pickles. Then she found the one she wanted. Holding it in her hand firmly she gave it a lil squeeze, it was very, very firm and just thick enough and just long enough. It was just right! It was like it was made just for her, just right in length and thickness with just a little curve to it. She blushed and looked at Daddy who in turn also began to blush just a tiny amount and began to laugh when he realized just what size she was looking for. As she began to feel that familiar tingle in her special places thinking of naughty things, she also felt herself blushing more. Grinning over at Daddy, still gripping the cucumber tight, she wrinkled her nose at him and he laughed. She placed the cucumber in the basket reverently and patted it lovingly. Daddy started laughing and people turned to look at him oddly. Shaking his head he winked at her . . . Annie so loved her veggies, it was sweet to see.

By now, the thoughts in her mind were on the verge of feverish. She was glad Daddy had insisted on pretty pink panties today, without them she would be having some wetness issues dripping down her legs. She moved on to the next bin and saw a veritable plethora of grape choices . . . red and green and big and small. . . she ran her fingers across them, so firm and round . . . then she saw the perfect ones, bouncy round globe grapes. Nice and big and firm and juicy and when frozen, such wonderful treats! She began to giggle as the naughtiness of her thoughts grew and grew and her awareness of the people around her glancing at her grew. In her mind they all knew exactly what she was thinking and it was a delicious thought of showing off so brazenly.

Somewhere there was music playing, some odd country song but it had a little bounce to it. She found herself wiggling slightly to it. Looking over her shoulder she saw Daddy leaning back and watching. She did a tiny little hip grind as she placed the grapes in the basket just for him. She swayed her ass just slightly and grinned. He got it, nodding he smiled really big at her. She bounced on to the all the choices before her. There were so many possibilities and she just felt like giggling hysterically as she was sure the old man next to her knew everything she was thinking. He definitely noticed her bounce as he kept staring at her when he thought she was looking away.

Daddy was close at hand should she need protection so her courage was high and her sense of adventure in full swing. Glancing back at Daddy she noticed him lingering by a cooler unit looking at the juices inside. She turned back to him and then back to the veggies fast enough that her dress swirled up . . . she noticed with satisfaction that the man watching her nearly dropped his basket of goodies. She grabbed a pint of big juicy red strawberries, leaning forward really far to get the best ones and put those in her basket as well. As she looked up and smiled at the man. He half grinned, turned and put his basket down and left. She tried not to laugh out loud. Daddy was watching her, shaking his head and running his hand down his face as if to say “Oh god”. She giggled and shook her butt once at him and went back to shopping. There were really huge watermelons that she thunked just because she liked thunking them and hearing that ripe sound. She didn't grab the watermelon though, it was so big and she felt it would be overly ambitious of her to get one. Grinning she walked with great effort (so as not to skip and bounce too much and be the very model of virtue and good girliness) over to Daddy to see what he had found.

"All done?" He asked. She nodded and showed him her basket. He looked through it and nodded approvingly, pausing to tweak the grapes in a very suspect way. He looked at her right in the eyes and ran his finger over the skin, teasing it, making it erect, then pinching.

"Annie?" She snapped back to reality and grinned. Her panties were soaking. She kissed him sheepishly and twirled her foot back and forth and blushed even deeper red.

"So. . .I was thinking of some juice but the glass is so cold it frosts and I can't see in." Daddy said.

"So open it up!" Annie grinned at her cleverness.

"Well then the juice might get warm. Hmmmmm. . ." Daddy thought for a second and then snapped his fingers in revelation of a new idea.

Taking her by the arm he moved her back to the case and then, making a good show of discussing the contents of her basket again, pushed her back until her ass was against the incredibly cold glass. She stifled a squeal and bit her lip, her eyes shooting wide open. Daddy grinned and she new he was not done, that was the "Oh ya. . . .Wait till you see what's next," grin.

Slowly, and with great care to not be noticed, Daddy drew her sweet, pretty sundress back up until her panties were against the glass. She shivered from the cold and the intense excitement of the naughtiness. Looking at Daddy, eyes pleading for both more and less at once, she saw him look at her with that special hungry look that made her weak in the knees. That look that said Daddy was thinking such dirty thoughts about her, such evil, nasty, naughty naughty thoughts that she would be shocked if she knew them all. Leaning forward he kissed her gently and then she felt his fingers pull down the elastic of her panties just enough for her bare ass cheek to be on the cold glass. She was shaking and biting her lip and so amazingly incredibly horny she could barely contain herself.

"Nope. . .no juice today." He said and let the panties snap back up and dress fall down as he pulled her to step away. Her heart was racing a million miles a second. She couldn't believe how excited/scared/horny she was. She tried to say something but she couldn't even speak at that moment.

"Let’s go check out." He said and led her to the clerk across the stall. On the way he added several heads of romaine, a green pepper, and an onion to the basket. She wrinkled her nose, those weren’t fun veggies. His look told her to shush and she grinned. Daddy liked yucky veggies . . . she grinned at him as his look told her he knew exactly what she was thinking. She looked down into the basket and saw all her wonderful veggies and all the possibilities they held for her. Standing there with her basket in her hands, she was fighting the trembling and shakes and trying to act casual, her excitement was very nearly the breaking point. Daddy was grinning and motioned for her to give the basket to the man. She shyly and dutifully handed it over and waited as the man took each item out and bagged it for them. She was suddenly amazingly aware what she had intended for each item as he took it in his hands and announced “three white corn” and she was sure that the clerk knew it all too. Glancing back nervously, she saw her ass print still on the fogged glass. She grabbed Daddy's hand tightly and looked back to the clerk who was holding up her perfect corn on the cob.

"Oh you'll really like this, so sweet and such a delicate flavor." He said and she went deep pan red. She wanted to run but now Daddy's hand held her in place as the clerk finished bagging her veggies. She was past that fun giggly bouncy point and now she was just so exposed. It was delicious but terrifying. “Nice and firm kernels too. . .” She stifled a tiny gasp.

"Oh she loves her veggies." Daddy said and her eyes shot wide open as though he had told the clerk every detail of her veggie loving. She was trying to casually slip behind Daddy but he held her hand and kept her right there in front of the man. He was chuckling as he gave her a hand pump of reassurance. “She just loves market day . . . gets all excited when we come here. Just so many delicious things to choose from.” She wanted to shriek. She wanted to scream out Daddy No! But she stayed quiet and turned several more shades of red and smiled a very worried smile.

"That's good. . .veggies keep ya happy and healthy." The clerk replied and she would have taken off running had Daddy not kept her in place. She felt her pussy dripping, her panties soaking, her nipples aching and was sure everyone else could see her state of arousal too. “Good for you and make you feel so good too.” He said and gave her an innocent wink that she of course took completely lecherously.

RUNRUNRUNBADTOUCHBADTOUCH!!!!!!

Finally Daddy handed her the money to hand to the man. She shyly handed it to him and he gave her the change and she turned to go so fast she forgot her veggies. “Ma’am?” The man held the bag up and she took it and smiled thanks and then tried to turn to leave but the clerk asked them, "No juice today? Saw you over there; we have some really good specials."

Her heart stopped. Daddy grinned and she glanced back at the cooler. She could still see the outline of her bare ass cheeks even though the fog had mostly reclaimed the window. She looked at Daddy pleadingly, she needed to run. “Got a great price on apple juice and it’s so sweet and cold, those coolers keep it really cold . . .” blah blah blah blah. . .he continued on . . .

Oh my god . . . he must see butt print. Daddy always called her butt a perfect apple butt. RUNRUNRUN! Daddy Run! We Got To Run!

"No. . .No juice today. Maybe next time though. She really loves juice too." He said, smiling as he held her in place and thanked the man and only then did he turn and they walked out of the booth and through the market He took the heavy bags of fresh veggies from her trembling hands. Annie was in a half daze the whole way, body on the verge of shaking, knees weak, heart racing, grabbing and holding Daddy's hand and arm with both hands.

"Yup. . ." Daddy said quietly to himself as they walked along. "She sure does lover her veggies. . ." He chuckled and she felt her face burning in blush. She snuggled against his arm for assurance as they left the market for the day. Yup. . .Annie sure does love her veggies. . .