"Now, do I need to tan yoursissy backside or are you going to do as I say and get up on thechanging table for me? You can't get out, the door is locke... and I havethe only key." Swallowing hard, I walked over to the table, got up ontoit and laid down, ready for her to begin my journey into sissy babyhood.She quickly set to work, using nappy cream to cover my little sissyparts and sprinkling baby talc before pulling two disposable nappiesfrom a pile. "Lift," she ordered and lifted my legs up so. The blouse she wore almost looked like a bra.We went to the theatre on my bike and were standing outside to get inside, there was a huge crowd that kept pushing.In a way to protect my masi, I hugged her from behind without realizing that my one hand was right on her deep wet navel and another hand on one of her big melon and my big dick poking her ass. Since I wore a jogger pant, she felt my cock throbbing on her big sexy ass. Masi didn’t say a word instead she smiled at me and while moving. “By the way, someone’s scored a try.”I locked back at the TV just as she flicked it off with the remote.“You witch, who was it?” I tried to grab the remote, but she giggled and hid it behind her back. She fell back on the sofa and I tickled her, making her scream with laughter until she cried, “I give in.”Putting her arms around my neck she pulled me down into a kiss. She grinned. “If you’re really lucky, someone else might score.”It was only later when the blood had returned to my brain from. " His fingers pressed into me again, at least one from each hand, maybe more, and pulled me open. I let out a rather undignified squeak at the rough treatment, but I was silence a moment later as I felt Mike's cock slip into place. For just one second, I contemplated asking him to stop, was I really going to let him do this to me?Yes, apparently I was. I kept my hands firmly in place on the tiled wall as Mike slowly began to press forward. I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip as I felt his.