There were 4 recliners, a reclining love seat, and two couches around the room. The side walls had a bunch of my football memorabilia including one of...my professional jerseys, a couple of my college jerseys, and some of my more famous professional teammates jerseys including those of the team's future hall of fame quarterback and my mentor in the cornerback room. In the back was a well-stocked wet bar on one side and the other had my other passion as a youth, a large drum kit. Around it was. Again. That seemed to be common when Bobby was involved.He described it as looking through wavy glass, but felt like it would get better with practice. I had him try seeing with Gator. He said an image was there, but it didn’t mean anything to him. It was blurry. Melody and I went into the other room while he tried it on her. She was looking at me when he yelled. We rushed back, worried that doing this might “break” him in some way.“I could see your colors!” he gasped.“Mine?” I asked.“She was. “No mistress.”“Good, lift up your legs now.” With a few taps of her tablet the stirrups closed in and lifted up for me to place my legs into, and one after the other Doctor Smith strapped me in to them, above my knees and round my ankles.“What about your legs? can you move them?” Again I shook my head, as I did she tapped the tablet again and with a beep and a mechanical whirring my legs were spread wide. “Good girl, very good. So, do you like your new body Riley? its truly some of my best. You push the panties back into your pocket and just smile at me.I behave as you finish feeding me my meal, and you calm yourself to be able to leave.Finish eating, we head home. Finally. That is where I want to be with you right now.As we go to my door, you swoop me off my feet and cradling me in your arms, you carry me into the house. “I just had to do that one time baby,” you tell me. I giggle with delight.You are soon just in your boxers and me in a clean diaper. Yes, I have peed myself.