After the first few customers she had seen transfixed by the bulkyplastic packages, she researched the phenomenon on the internet andlearned all about...the world of adult babies, diaper lovers, and sissies. It intrigued her, the thought of grown men wanting to be put back intodiapers and treated like babies. The more she read about it the more itbegan to appeal to her. Whether it was her maternal instinct or thethought that a man in pampers would not be very hard to keep complaisant,she wasn't. She looked up, and was clearly shocked to see the extent of my purchases.I was wearing the breasts, and a tight knit top over them, accentuatingtheir gravity defying shape. As her eyes went lower she saw I was wearinga pair of yoga pants, but that was not all. I had gotten prosthetics toround out my hips and fill out my thighs.As her look of shock turned to a smile, i turned slowly around, and mynew "apple bottom" was on display, as was a panty line. I finished mylittle twirl, and my familiar. Oh your fucking black cock’s so hard. Oh fuck Derrick, give me your fucking dick.”Derrick’s boss, Trey - the head teller - stood naked stroking his enormous cock in his hand. They had been drinking and playing for over an hour. In that time Brenda, the tall good looking Bank Auditor from Barclays' New York office, had allowed the men to strip her.They had taken turns eating her and finger fucking her, and they sucked hard on her enormous brown nipples. And with her distinctive infectious. Not until... not until I'm old enough to marry him. I promise, Sis... like you wanted... I'll be a virgin when I marry." And as soon as I'm sixteen I'm going to marry him, too. If she won't sign the papers I know Mom will, if she's drunk enough.And you're sure as Hell not going to marry a nobody like Tom, Joan mused, but she believed her kid sister. "I don't think you should keep on seeing him, Julie. He's not right for you. And if you're giving him handjobs it won't be long before you'll be.