Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424
on Monday, Sept. 26 – 5 AM to 12 PM EST
…continued from part 2
It took me a bit of a turn but gradually I gave in. I did not have the desire to say no. How odd to find myself giving in to a man who wanted to be a baby. Still sitting on the floor, legs crossed, looking up at me emphatically to see what my first move would be. While a part of me felt flattered, all of a sudden I also felt very maternal. So I asked simply, “Does baby need to be changed?” He got on the bed and laid back very anxious to get started.
Honestly, I was not sure of how to get started. But the back of my brain seemed to know where to go even if I thought that I didn’t. I slowly started to peel off his clothes acting just as if he was a doll completely at my control. I started remembering how I would change my dolls when I was little. Before I knew it, he was completely down to his boxers which I felt looked all wrong on him. I knew exactly what would make it look better.