As she fastened the sleep sack she told me she had some shoppingfirst thing in the mourning and this way she could leave me without havingany more wet...couches then she gave me a large bottle and turned the lightout and left.The next mourning I woke to the sound of Mistress Ann as she shut the dooron her way out as I laid there in my sleep sack I could tell I was in verywet diapers and wondered when Mistress Ann would be returning. About noonAnn returned and entered the room holding several baby. He's not your type at all!"Marie was genuinely confused now. "Excuse me?" I mean, you can't be engaged to him, that just wouldn't be right. Notto your brother." Jim's my fiance. Not my brother. He's your brother..." Marie said,thinking about what she said."Oh, no. It's easy to get backwards though," Marcus smiled to himself,"he's *your* brother, and my fiance." Marcus could see the wheelsturning in Marie's head, so he kept pushing. "You and him have beenliving in this house after your parents. So apart from that patheticoutburst, when he begged me to allow him to service himself, Janine hadbeen a good sissy. I whipped away his towel and handed him a pair of white knee length sockand black patent leather sandals. He quickly put them on. Now for hisdress. I told him to lean forward slightly as I slide on the petticoatsand the dress. When he stood up, I puffed out the skirt and supportingcloud of white material. He looked great, a perfect sissified male in hispouncy frilly outfit. His. Terri almost laughed out loud. The bouncing of the seat, caused the hard member to slip back and forth along her lips. Then a sudden bump drove his cock head against her forcing her panties and thin dress between her lips for just a split second.A minute later, thinking about the incident, Terri knew that technically, for that split second, her son's cock had been in her pussy. True, it had just been the very tip and it had been covered by panties and dress, but was that any different then.