Melody had me sprinkle her daughter's groinwith baby powder, and then spread it around her puffy slit and into herbottom crease with my trembling fing...rs. She then diapered and dressedher giggling toddler, and Cindy laughed happily throughout and had agreat time of it.When she was finished, Melody turned to me and crooned; "See? See howeasy that was, Candy? Now it's your turn, sweetheart." She continuedspeaking to me in soothing toddler tones as she first removed mycardboard crown and placed it. I could feel my dick getting its life back. After a few moments, she got up and her eyes were on my dick. She said “see, I told you its ok.” She turned and started walking towards the bedroom. I followed her like the rat that followed pied piper.I entered the bedroom, she turned around and hugged me. I was standing still not knowing whether to do what I want to do or should I wait for her instructions. She said hug me, tight and hard. I hugged her back, tight and hard with my hands around her. ’ He asked her the purpose, but she just said that she only knew that the Professor wanted to see him. ‘Maybe it’s a last pitch for the Master’s Program. At this point I might take him up on it.’ He looked at himself in the mirror and decided if the secretary had been able to see him as she spoke she might have omitted the ‘as you are’ part. ‘I’ll make myself look like I should have looked when she said ‘as you are’.’ He went into the bathroom to shave and comb his hair. He found a clean sport. She pretty much *was* a girl in every way except for what she had between her legs. A lot of people seem to think that’s the only place that counts, but living with Cassie has taught me that its what’s in your head that really matters.It was a little strange growing up with her, but I pretty much got used to the fact that she had a ‘thingy’ like I did. The strangeness increased when she hit puberty and started growing boobs, something that the doctors said was unusual since she hadn’t been.