“Was Tasha a good girl?” I wasn’t sure if I should explain everything. It just felt wrong to tell Kim I had not fucked her best friend. That tho...ght sounded wrong and it gave me pause. This was so confusing. So I took the coward’s way out.“Tasha was great.” I said quietly. Kim could infer whatever she wanted.“That’s nice.” Kim said as she nuzzled her bottom against me, seeking my warmth, and then drifting back to sleep. ‘That was a little odd’ I thought to myself. I thought she would want. "Hmmmm. What were you doing during your last transformation?"He was answered by a tense silence that was filled with blazingly hotcheeks. He blinked a few times in wonderment as he alternated hisattention between the two newly weds."I know!" He brightened at an idea. "You were doing Akane, right?" Hesurmised with a radiant smile and an extended finger that pointed tothe heavens.Ranma fell off the examination bed due to shock and Akane was veryflustered."H-how could you tell!?" Akane. It was a fairly short nightgown and would noteven cover my fanny if I even bent over a little bit! {Ed: All Brits maylaugh loudly here; 'fanny' means 'backside' in the US and is considered MOREpolite than "butt". ;-) -- Erin}Grace helped me out of my dress and under-things, checking my diapers andleaving them on. Oh FRIPSY! The nightgown didn't cover their bulk and thepink plastic panties contrasted with it! OH FRAPST! Well, at least I had therobe!I got into bed and Grace tucked me in and. Not that the day hadn’t been stimulating so far, but I was eager to see what Karen had planned for me this particular evening. The day had started like every Friday for the past five months: Wake up, shave my legs, then kneel on the floor before Karen and paint her toenails a deep red. Next, I made breakfast for her in the nude, while she pressed her long, sexy body against me, reminding me that I was not allowed to touch her with my hands just yet until she said I could. Then she had me slip.