"There's no arguing here. You will now be my littlebaby. It doesn't matter where you go or what you do, you will wear thesediapers, you will dress how...I tell you to dress, and you will forever bemy little girl, do you understand?"Tony, still holding this thick diaper in his hands started pleading."No, please don't do this." It's already done, little one. Why don't you go check out your side ofthe closet?" Brooke said, that wry smile returning to her lips.Tony hurriedly dropped the diaper and. .. mostly because she'd been there. The pictures of huge codpieces on Kings, Dukes ... even knights were products of artists staying alive. So too were massive chests and well turned calves. Noses were shrunk and chins grew.Paintings of wives and children were more the product of imagination than the real thing. Sometimes the beauty of a child was found in the model found on the hillside tending the sheep ... sure ... the tender and the Duke's son had the same father but the son ... he was. But at least can we kiss. I love kissing you.S: Sure, babe. That makes two of us. You are a damn good kisser.I smiled with satisfaction. She turned the shower on and pulled me towards her. We just stood there in an embrace for a while. The hot water jet was flowing all over our bodies, and we let our bodies get wet. She opened her arms while I held her still. She reached out to the shower gel and started soaping my back.She slowly was caressing with the lather and slowly started using her long. I don't care how bloody you are! If you're up for it, I definitely am"."Are you sure" she said. "It might be a bit messy". "Fucking positive!" I said back. While she went to the toilet to remove her tampon I stripped off and lay back on the bed and had a little stroke of my rock hard cock, and a minute later Claire walked back in, now completely naked, looking a little sheepish, but absolutely adorable. Totally nude, she really did have a sexy little body, and a perfectly trimmed little bush..