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    • I tried to lean away from her body without outright pulling away from her as she pulled me to her lap. The feeling of her thighs beneath me only made the mess shift against my rear as I whimpered from the feeling. I wanted to argue, to scream that I'm a man not some baby girl who needs to get 'used to' using and sitting in a damn messy diaper! But I held my tongue, biting my cheek just to keep quiet, until she mentioned sending the photo! "D-don't!" I started, before backpedaling slightly, not wanting to get in trouble for trying to demand someting of her again, "I-I mean... please.... please don't. I-I don't... want anyone to see me like... this." And if my my suspicions were true... the very last person I would want seeing me like this was Penny!
    • I shave all the time but then as I find body hair especially facial hair deeply dysphoric perhaps that no surprise but of course it all takes time and sadly some folks don't have that so they transform to how they feel/need to be the best they can.
    • Anya held his shoulder in a firm grip, knowing that this was enough to remind him of the power she held over him. If she really wanted to, she could do much worse to him... And she would too, if he continued to be disobedient to her. When she heard his pouty little agreement, she nodded and leaned back, sighing happily. "A little baby girl like you should be used to sitting in a messy diaper. You'll be filling up plenty from now on, and mommy won't always be able to change you right away. Consider it practice for the future!" She purred in an overly cheery voice, stroking his face and then slowly pulling him onto her lap in spite of how clearly uncomfortable he was with the idea. "Now, aren't you just the cutest little baby girl in the whole world, hmmmm? You make a much cuter baby girl than you do an adult boy." She teased softly. "I may just have to send that picture of you to my client, as proof that I've done my job properly."
    • "Come on, cutie, I know you're not all burped out." She chuckled, giving him another set of firm pats. Mostly she was just teasing... She liked seeing him a little flustered and fussy- it was what had drawn her to him in the first place, after all. 
    • Anya nodded and slipped her hand under his shirt, rubbing his bare back in soft, soothing circles. "There, there... It's alright... It was only a dream, darling, it wasn't real... You're safe at home with me, little ducky." She whispered into his ear. "You're my good little angel, and you will NEVER be locked out of my home, you understand? You're not going anywhere." She promised, rocking him back and forth as he snapped back to reality. 
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