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Tu te souviens du tout début. Je pourrais peut-être introduire un certain aspect, qui sait. Après tout, Sally apprécie ses couches!  Merci pour votre commentaire ; les retours sont toujours appréciés.

Je me souviens au tout début de l’histoire, Sally et bridget qui se son5 rendus dans un magasin ABDL. Puis Kristina qui envoie des couches ABDL à Sally. j’espère que ce côté ABDL réapparaîtra…. en tout cas merci pour la reprise de l’écriture, quand je vois la qualité de votre travail et le narratif, il n’est pas possible que vous arrêtiez alors que Sally a encore tellement de choses à découvrir et à développer. Je suis toujours impatient et excité à l’idée de te lire.

Baby Susie Silky’s Wellness Visit The waiting room of the Blossom Care Wellness Clinic smelled like soft talcum powder, fresh linen, and sweet baby lotion. The walls were painted in soft pastels, decorated with friendly bunnies and smiling suns. It was a safe, welcoming space—one where every visitor came by choice, and where every preference and boundary was discussed openly and honoured fully. Susie Silky sat quietly, her lap full of a soft stuffed rabbit. At thirty-two, she had long since embraced her true self: a sweet, gentle soul who felt most at peace dressed in beautiful, frilly baby-girl clothing, wrapped in soft padding, and cared for with loving authority. She wore exactly what she loved most today: a pale pink chiffon gown that fell in delicate ruffles, sheer frilly  pink knickers beneath, lots lace-trimmed layers on the front and rear in typical baby girl fashion, and thick, soft cloth nappies held snug by semi-transparent, gently crinkling plastic pants that whispered softly with every little movement. She wore this every day now—by mutual agreement, because it made her feel safe, beautiful, and right. Even when Clara’s boyfriend visited, she remained dressed this way; it was part of who she was, and he treated her with mocking and amusement, sometimes with added cruelty. Her wife Clara sat beside her, elegant and lovely with long blonde , flowing hair. She reached over and smoothed the ruffle at Susie’s shoulder. “You look absolutely precious, my sweet Susie. Remember—Dr. Elena knows everything we discussed. She knows what you need, what makes you feel… properly little. And you know she’ll tease you just the way you sissies desereve to be treated , with that warm smile, because she understands adult babies needs .” Susie nodded, cheeks pink but eyes bright. “I know. I trust her but … I don't like it when everyone knows the truth. It makes me feel so small and babyish I guess.” At the front desk sat Lila, the very attractive twenty-two-year-old receptionist—bright-eyed, with a warm, lovely smile and soft light brown hair hair that cascaded beautifully. She knew Susie well by now, and greeted her with that cheerful kindness. “Susie Silky panties ! Awww  so lovely to see you again sweetie . Go can go right on through now —Dr. Elena and the girls are waiting, and they’ve been looking forward to seeing how pretty you look today.” Clara helped Susie stand, the soft rustle and crinkle of her plastic pants following them down the hallway.Lila let out an invlontry giggle as she caught sight of the frilly pink knickers bugling out from uder the short frilly dress. Inside the exam room waited Dr. Elena Vance—late thirties, poised and attractive, with dark-rimmed glasses and long, dark hair that fell beautifully around her shoulders. Her smile was knowing, warm as her dark brown eyes , and perfectly aware of exactly what Susie needed from this visit. Beside her stood two pretty young nurses, Zoe and Ruby, both bright-eyed and smiling, already comfortable and fond of their sweet little patient. “Ah—there’s our favourite little lady!” Dr. Elena chimed, her voice warm and rich with affectionate amusement. She stepped forward, hands clasped gently. “Susie, you look absolutely adorable today. Those frills, that lovely pink… and oh, I hear that even when your wife’s handsome boyfriend comes to call, you stay dressed just like this? How perfectly darling of you. He must find it utterly charming and amusing .” Susie blushed deeply, staring shyly at her lap, but nodded—her way of saying yes, please keep going. Dr. Elena’s smile widened, gentle and knowing. She turned her gaze to Clara, hands resting lightly on the exam table. “And how are things at home, Clara? Because I believe we have some very interesting details to discuss today—details that Susie specifically asked us not to go over, isn’t that right, little one?” Susie nodded quickly, clutching her rabbit. “Y-yes, Doctor. Please. I don't want everyone to know its embarrassing .” “Oh dear well its alll confdential and only the nurses and i will know apart from Lila who types up all the notes.,” Dr. Elena laughed softly, a warm, musical sound. “ Now then let’s be perfectly open, shall we? Now—tell me all about this lovely new man in your life, Clara. Because from what you’ve told me before, he is…errmm .. substantial, isn’t he? Generously gifted in every way.” Clara laughed openly, glancing at Susie with affectionate amusement. “Oh, absolutely, Doctor. He’s wonderfully well-endowed—quite large, actually. Easily seven inches, and thick with it. Everything about him is built to please.” Zoe and Ruby both giggled softly, covering their mouths politely but clearly delighted. Dr. Elena’s eyes twinkled behind her glasses. “Seven inches! My goodness—no wonder you’re so happy, Clara. And tell me—does he make love to you properly? Does he know exactly how to touch you, how to fill you, how to draw out those lovely, loud little moans we women make when pleasured ? Does he make the bed shake and leave you breathless, crying out his name?” Clara smiled openly, unashamed. “He certainly does. He knows exactly what I need. It’s deep, satisfying, overwhelming pleasure. I make no secret of it—Susie hears everything, and she knows exactly how different it is.” “Ah—there we go!” Dr. Elena chuckled, glancing down at Susie who was now bright red and trembling gently. “And Susie knows, doesn’t she? She knows exactly how wonderful it sounds. Because Clara, tell us—how does that compare to your husband? To Susie, I should say—since we all know the truth now.” Clara’s tone softened, warm and matter-of-fact, not cruel. “It’s no comparison at all, Doctor. Susie's medical condition—micro-penis. Fully grown, and yet… barely two and a half  inch  even at her absolute best, and far too shy and soft ever to manage anything more. It’s simply not capable of giving me pleasure. Never has been. We’ve accepted it completely.” Dr. Elena nodded solemnly, then smiled gently down at Susie. “And you accept that too, don’t you, sweetie? You know that your little body was made this way—that you are beautifully, wonderfully small, inside and out. That you were meant to be cherished, protected, and dressed up in the prettiest frills and satins, rather than being anything like a big, strong man. Clara’s boyfriend brings Clara the pleasure you simply cannot—and that’s not your fault, it’s just how you are made. And you love hearing them together, don’t you? Hearing Clara cry out with delight, knowing it’s because of him and not you?” Susie whimpered softly, nodding rapidly, eyes glistening but bright red with shame  with that familiar, cherished feeling "I have to admit ..Y-yes… Doctor. I love it. I love knowing I’m… too little. That I’m just a sweet baby girl.” “Of course you are,” Dr. Elena laughed warmly, stepping closer to begin her examination. “And look at you—all dressed up in frills and satin and crinkly plastic panties and a nappy , just as you should be. Even when Clara’s big, handsome boyfriend comes over—even when he takes Clara in his arms and fills her completely, making her scream with joy—there you sit, all pretty and pink and helpless, listening to them make love . He probably looks at you, doesn’t he? Smiles that big, knowing smile, and thinks ‘look at this precious little thing—so tiny, so sweet, and completely useless for the things men and women do together.’ Isn’t that right?” Zoe and Ruby giggled softly, shaking their heads in fond amusement as they prepared the exam table. Susie whimpered again, but her voice was soft and eager. “Y-yes… He smiles at me. And he’s so big… everything about him is huge. And I’m just… tiny. Just a baby.” “Exactly a sissy baby ” Dr. Elena murmured, her hands moving gently as she checked Susie’s heartbeat, her tone never unkind but always clear, always truthful—the honesty Susie didnt want to hear but paradxically reinforced his infantalization . “Just a precious little baby girl. And when Clara and her boyfriend are making love—when you hear the bed creaking, when you hear Clara crying out ‘oh yes, so big, so deep, please don’t stop!’—what do you feel, little one? Tell us.” Susie squirmed, the plastic pants rustling loudly. “I feel… silly , small. And happy. Because I know… that’s what Clara deserves. And I can’t give it to her. I’m just… too little. Too babyish.” “Beautifully put,” Dr. Elena said with a soft laugh, checking Susie’s reflexes gently. “And you know what? That is exactly why you wear these lovely pretty clothes every single day. Why you stay in your frills and frills and thick nappies . Because you belong to this world—you belong to bottles and rattles and sweet kisses, not to the heavy, wonderful things that big people do. He comes in, big and strong and well-endowed, and gives your wife everything you physically cannot—and you sit there, all pretty and pink and accepting it, because you understand your place and your new role that as  a cuckolded  baby girl . Isn’t that wonderfully mature of you?” All three women laughed gently, warm and affectionate, as they continued the examination—checking her height, weight, breathing, reflexes—all the while talking freely, asking Clara question after question. “Tell me, Clara—does he make a lot of noise?” Dr. Elena asked with a mischievous, delighted grin. “When he’s loving you properly, does he groan deeply, tell you how beautiful you are, how perfectly he fills you? Do you both make such lovely, loud sounds that poor little Susie has no choice but to hear every single moment?” Clara laughed,she knew Dr Elana was teasing her husband , glancing at Susie with pure affection. “Absolutely. We don’t hide it. We want her to hear. She loves the sounds—my cries, his deep voice telling me how good I feel. And when we finish, breathless and happy, there she sits—all wide-eyed and pink, knowing exactly what we’ve been doing and exactly how much better it is than anything she could ever manage.We can hear her masterbate in her cot ,these plastic pants make plenty of noise ” Ruby giggled, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “And does he ever speak to her while you’re together? Tell her how tiny she is compared to him?” “Sometimes,” Clara said warmly. “He’ll look over at her, smiling that big, knowing smile, and say ‘see that, little one? This is what a real man looks like what a woman wants . Something you’ll never be or provide .’ And Susie just blushes and nods, because she knows it’s true.” Dr. Elena chuckled richly, tapping Susie’s knee gently. “Hear that, baby? A real man. Big enough, strong enough, generous enough to give your wife everything she deserves. And you—our sweet, tiny, perfect Susie—you simply weren’t made that way. And that is perfectly all right. Because you were made to be loved in a different way. To be dressed, cared for, cooed over, and cherished as the beautiful little girl you truly are.” She leaned in then, her voice dropping to that warm, teasing purr Susie adored. “And you know what helps you relax, don’t you? Whenever you feel that little body of yours trying to respond—poor tiny thing, so helpless and small—just picture it. Picture Clara in his arms. Picture that wonderful, generous  thick seven inches sliding deep inside her. Picture Clara arching her back, crying out his name, overwhelmed with pleasure that you simply cannot give her. Doesn’t that help? Doesn’t that make you feel exactly as you should—small, helpless , and perfectly happy to be exactly who you are and turned on by it ?” Susie let out a shaky, happy little sigh, tears pricking her eyes but her heart feeling light and understood. “Y-yes, Doctor… It helps so much. Thank you.” “Good girl,” Dr. Elena smiled warmly, stepping back and giving her shoulder a gentle, affectionate pat. “There’s absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. You are exactly what you were meant to be—a precious, sweet, frilly little baby girl. Clara loves you, her boyfriend treats you as you desrve to be, and you have found exactly the right place in the world. Now—let’s finish up, so our beautiful little patient can go home, put her feet up, and listen to Clara and her handsome man make beautiful music together later this evening. Right shall we get the intimate examination completed ?” Zoe and Ruby giggled in unison, nodding happily. “You’re doing so well, Susie!” Ruby said softly. “Such a brave, sweet girl.” Dr. Elanour finished making her notes, her manner composed and thoroughly professional. As she turned to speak again with Susie and Clara, she gestured briefly toward the devices Lila had brought, explaining their design and purpose in clear, helpful terms. Then she happened to glance over at Susie—standing there modestly in her baby clothes , expression earnest and soft, listening intently to every word. Beside her, Clara stood close and supportive, holding Susie’s hand. Seeing them together, and thinking of the gentle, deeply personal way they had described their hopes for their marriage and intimacy, the quiet warmth and unusual tenderness of their situation struck Lila and the two nurses all at once. .....................................................................................................................   : Examination, Measurements, and Shared Understanding Dr. Elanour speaks gently, her tone calm and respectful: “We’ll begin now, Susie. We’ll remove your clothing gently, and keep you covered where we can—just let us know if anything feels uncomfortable, at any time.” The nurses step forward carefully. Working slowly and respectfully, they first ease down the frilly pink sheer knickers, taking care not to hurry or cause embarrassment, then the soft protective plastic pants, and finally the nappy beneath, their quiet amusement is born only of fondness and good nature. Susie blushes softly but does not look away; Clara gives his hand a quiet squeeze, letting him know she is there, proud and loving. Once Susie is exposed modestly, Dr. Elanour speaks again, her voice warm and knowing, chosen to help Susie feel at ease and respond naturally. “You understand why we are doing this, don’t you?” she says gently. “And you understand what helps you respond… how much you admire Clara’s boyfriend,making your mommy happy .. thinking of him—of how strong and capable he is, and how much he pleases your wife your lovely mommy —makes your heart race, and your body respond. Just imagine him for a moment, if you are willing… imagine him here, with you both, and how much you want to be worthy of standing beside him, and beside your wonderful wife…” Her words are soft, spoken only for Susie’s comfort and to assist the examination, knowing  to humiliate may have the desired effect . Susie breathes deeply, and as he allows those thoughts to settle—thoughts he and Clara have spoken of openly, and accepted together—he feels the warmth rise within him, and his body responds naturally and willingly. He is not ashamed; this is something they all understand, something shared and consensual. When he is fully aroused, Dr. Elanour nods gently to Lila. Lila steps forward, a gentle smirk on her face  quietly, holding a soft, flexible medical tape measure, and passes it respectfully to Dr. Elanour, her expression professional and calm—though her eyes hold a quiet kindness.   ........................................................................................... Clinical Notes, Measurements, and Fitting Guidance Every step remains fully consensual, dignified, and focused on Susie’s comfort and wellbeing. Clara stays close at his side throughout, holding his hand, while Dr. Elanour, Lila, and the nurses conduct the assessment with professionalism  Once Susie is gently positioned and modestly draped, Dr. Elanour begins with the resting state first, as agreed. She notes openly and clearly: Dr. Elanour then speaks softly, guiding Susie gently toward arousal—referencing the thoughts about  Clara and her lover , the noises and how much pleasure he gives to his wife, helping him respond naturally and without embarrassment. As Susie quickly responds and grows firm and fully erect, she measures carefully along the upper curve, from base to tip, and reads aloud clearly: Once measurements and clinical photographs are complete—all fully anonymised and approved for research only—Dr. Elanour turns her attention to the devices Lila has brought. She speaks clearly to both Susie and Clara:“These extension sheaths are designed as a gentle aid. When slipped carefully over an erect penis, they can add up to two inches of usable length. They fit smoothly over the shaft, stay in place during intimacy, and help provide the extra reach ...penetratation you are hoping for together.” Elana selected one of the standard-sized sheaths and slides it gently over Susie’s arousal to demonstrate. It slips loosely, shifting and sliding rather than holding neatly in place. Dr. Elana pauses immediately, removing it gently so as not to cause discomfort, and speaks up clearly: Lila nods promptly. “Of course, Doctor. I’ll find the snug-fitting ones straight away and bring them through so we can try again.” Dr. Elana turns back to Susie and Clara, her tone reassuring. “We shall find the right fit for you. It is most important that it feels secure but never tight, comfortable to wear, and exactly the right size to help you both. We will take our time—no rush at all.”   Finding the Perfect Fit Lila returned only a short while later, carrying a neat, labelled tray of smaller-sized sheaths—each one clearly marked by diameter and length, sorted for ease of reference. She set it down gently on the examination table, her manner once again composed and professional. “Here we are,” she said quietly. “Slim-fit range, three graduated sizes, all designed to hug the shaft closely without constricting.” Dr. Elana nodded her thanks and turned at once to Susie, speaking softly to put him at ease. “We shall take this very slowly, Susie. I shall handle everything gently, and if at any point something feels too tight, uncomfortable, or simply not right—you say so immediately, and we stop. Agreed?” Susie nodded, his cheeks flushed but his voice steady. “Agreed. Thank you.” Clara stood close beside him, her hand resting gently on his shoulder, offering quiet strength and reassurance. Dr. Elana selected the smallest of the range first. She held it warm in her hand for a moment, then lubricated the interior lightly and carefully, before guiding it gently over Susie’s erect penis. She slid it slowly onto the twitching shaft , watching carefully, adjusting with delicate, careful fingers—taking her time, checking how it seated itself, how it hugged the shaft. It drew on smoothly, fitting neatly and snugly from base all the way to tip. There was no pinching, no shifting, no slipping. It held securely, shaping him neatly, and extended just as described—adding a full, graceful two inches beyond his natural length. Dr. Elana ran a finger gently along the join, testing its hold, then gave a quiet, satisfied nod. “Perfect,” she said softly. “This one fits beautifully. Snug, secure, and comfortable—exactly as it should be. It stays in place, adds exactly the length you were hoping for, and will not cause you any discomfort.” She turned then to Clara, her tone clear and helpful. “This is the size you will need. It slips on easily once he is fully aroused, stays firmly in place, and gives you both that extra reach—making intimacy more complete,and hopefully enjoyable for you my dear....you should be able to feel him now  and it helps Susie feel confident and more  capable  Remember always: use it gently, with plenty of lubricant, and remove it carefully afterward. And if either of you ever feels any discomfort—stop, and take it off at once. It is meant to help you both, never to be endured.” Clara leaned in to look, her expression warm and pleased. She reached out, brushing Susie’s cheek gently with her fingers, her eyes soft with love. “You look wonderful,” she whispered. “Not quite perfect as its still very small but much better and the best  we could have hoped. I’m so proud of you baby .” Susie blushed deeper, but he smiled too—shy, but happy, standing tall and feeling, for the first time, that he could stand confidently beside his wife, and give her everything they both wished for. Lila stepped forward quietly with a small, sealed box containing the chosen sheath, plus a supply of lubricant and a printed instruction sheet. “Everything you need is here,” she said kindly. “And if you have any questions, or need adjustments, or simply want a different fit—you only have to call. We are here to help you both.” Dr. Elanour looked at Clara calmly, her tone warm and entirely without judgement, as she finished noting down the details of the sheath fitting. Then she asked gently: Clara nodded without hesitation, her voice steady and sure. “I can’t give him up. He makes me feel like a woman in so many ways—not just in bed. It isn’t only that he is well endowed; he knows exactly how to use it. He knows how to please me, how to make me feel desired, fully and completely.” She glanced fondly toward Susie, then continued openly:“Susie and I will still have our sex life too, in our own way. Susie likes it when I take charge, when I hold him and he's inside me, especially after my boyfriend has left. He loves the feeling of knowing something much bigger was there just before… filling me completely. Of course, Susie’s tiny penis slips out easily—that is only to be expected—but that is exactly what he likes. He loves feeling that lingering warmth, that I am still full of my lover…  he comes very quickly after, small and gentle and grateful, just happy to be close to me. I think he likes the fact his penis is mixed in with  my lover has ejaculated inside me… that is when Susie feels most complete, most loved, most exactly where he belongs.” Dr. Elana listened quietly, her pen hovering over the page, before a soft, warm laugh escaped her lips. Lila and the two nurses standing nearby could not help it either—they began to laugh gently too, but from genuine surprise and fond amusement at how open, how unusual, and how deeply honest their arrangement was. “How very unusual,” Dr. Elana said, still smiling kindly. “But yours is a consensual arrangement, built on knowing exactly what you both need. That is what matters most.” She composed herself, then continued her questions clearly and respectfully, treating their preferences exactly as she would any other clinical detail: “Tell me—within this dynamic, does your lover spank Susie on his bare bottom when he has been naughty? I seem to remember from our last conversation… you mentioned that your husband also likes  to use, your worn panties… is that still the case?   Clara’s Honest Answers — Recorded Openly and Without Judgement Clara spoke calmly and openly, unashamed and entirely certain in what she said, her hand resting protectively on Susie’s shoulder as he stood beside her, soft and blushing but unafraid. “Yes,” she said clearly. “When Susie has been naughty—when he has been too bold, or too disobedient, or simply needs to remember his place—my lover does spank him, right there on his bare little bottom. He holds him firmly over his knee, and Susie knows he deserves it. He cries soft, quiet tears, and wriggles, but he never truly tries to get away. Afterwards his bottom is pink and warm and stinging, and he stands very quietly, hands folded, feeling small and sorry—and strangely happy. It humbles him, and reminds him who is truly in charge, and who I belong to. He loves that feeling, even if he is too shy to say it aloud.” She paused, then answered the second question just as plainly: “And yes—about the panties. He loves them. He loves wearing them, especailly mine my skimpy white soft satin ones and , against his smooth skin. He asks me for the ones I have worn all day, warm and carrying my scent. He slips them on or holds them close to his face , breathing deeply, feeling me still there. And yes—he uses them too. He holds them to himself, because they carry my warmth and mine and  my lover’s ....cum stains warmth. It makes him feel close to us both, in the most intimate way possible. He feels that he is taking something of us into himself… something that belongs to me, and to my lover.” Dr. Elana wrote every word down neatly and steadily, her expression calm and professional, though her lips still held a faint, knowing smile. Lila and the nurses stood listening, their eyes wide but kind, quietly laughing with mock "awww poor baby"—but listening and recognising that this was simply the way these two loved and understood one another, in their own quiet, unusual way. Dr. Elana looked up from her notes, meeting Clara’s eyes. “Thank you for being so honest with me, Clara,” she said gently. “And thank you, Susie, for being so open too. None of this is harmful—none of it is wrong—so long as you all understand it, want it, and consent to it fully. It is an unusual arrangement, yes, but it brings you both peace and happiness. That is what matters most.” She closed her notebook gently. “Use the sheath we have found for you, when you choose to be together. Be kind to one another. Be safe. And if ever you need advice, or help, or simply someone who understands—you know where to find us. We shall keep all your notes private, of course.The phtos shall remain anonymous but may end up being published ,micro penis isn't that common ,only affecting around 1% pf the adult male population  Everything you have told me today remains within these walls.”   Dr. Elana gave one final, gentle smile. “You have both been wonderful today. Oh and please remember—this penis extender sheath is only a tool. Your love, your trust, and your understanding are what truly matter. Go now, and be happy.”                

WHERE is there 85 octane??? I know I have never seen that...nothing I own will run on it without causing major engine damage...maybe my mowers, if it is ethanol free at least

Prostate removal at 28?  Is there a medical reason?  If not, you sure?  I thoroughly enjoy mine!