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I smile happily as Andrew compliments my home. "It's even better from the inside Honey. Would you like to come see?" Withou really thinking about it, I take his hand, and start to lead him into my house. I lead him past the hedges and statues of mythological heroes and beasts lining the walkway to the door form the driveway, unlocking the door with my thumbprint. The door opens to reveal a foyer with a grand staircase leading up to a railed walkway that curves around both sides of the two story room, with pairs of doors flanking both sides of the stairs, leading to other rooms. "Take off your shoes if you want to go upstairs Sweetheart, let's keep the carpets clean, okay? I'm going to go start making dinner, but you can explore if you would like." I tell him. "You'd probably like the den upstairs, or the living room down here where the bigger TV is." I suggest

I feel a bit confused as Kris seems so excited, and jumpy just after I sign the last paper. "Guidelines? Wait, shouldn't we have talked about this before I signed everything?" I ask. despite my confusion and concern, I stay put as I listen to Kris fix drinks, and make copies of the contract. When she comes back out, I frown at the milk, and frown more when I see that Kris has water. Not wanting to seem ungrateful, I sip the milk slowly, then turn to Kris to listen attentively. "So rules? Something other than make my bed every day, and stay out of your room?" I ask, listing off the only things I can remember her mentioning before.

I want to reach out and hug Andrew tight, but I have to keep driving, so I settle, for simply reaching over and putting a hand on his thigh. "Thank you so much Sweetheart, you have no idea how much this means to me. I'll make it worth it to you. I promise." I do my best to keep it together, but a few tears manage to slip out of my eyes. I wipe them away quickly. After a while I pull off of the main road, and drive past the edge of the suburbs. My house is located just outside where the housing development has slowly spread to. I had bought the land when it was very cheap, and as the city sprawled ever closer, my property value hand only climbed higher and higher. The house itself was huge, even for my standards. a Five bedroom, four and a half bath monster of a small mansion, it was done in stone, in a neo-Gothic style, with three floors. I pull up the circular drive, parking my SUV behind my sports car, and get out, quickly walking around, and opening the passenger side door to let Andrew out. I open my arms wide to give him a big hug, essentially lifting him, out and setting him down on the ground when I'm done.

I laugh along with Kris, "Ah, really I'll just be glad to be reunited with her after all these years apart. And where's the section on Bear, and porridge insurance?" I joke back. I take the pen and start signing, going through the papers as Kris guides me, just trying to get through it all. "Goodness, how many times do I have to say 'yes' before I'm allowed to live with you?" I ask jokingly. "What do these lawyers need to believe me?" I ask, remembering that Kris is a lawyer herself. I don't notice the extra page at all.

My heart skips a beat, and I have to concentrate to keep us on the road for a moment when Andrew says I'm easy on the eyes too. My heart only beats faster when Andrew promises that I can depend on him, and that he won't tell anyone. I take a deep breath and steel my nerves. "Like I said before Andrew, I"m a lonely man, and quite rankly, I'm not happy as a man. I want to become a woman. I'm going to go on hormones, and begin to transition, and I want you to be there for me while I do. To that end, I want you to move in with me. I know it's asking a lot, but I will give you a raise, and quadruple your salary, I will cover your living expenses completely, and I will make sure there's a good position available to you when I retire." I keep staring straight ahead, not daring to look at Andrew and see his reaction.

"Yeah, they're like dogs, loyal and protective if they're well trained, but dangerous and mean if they're not. And to them, we're all just pieces of meat, and even some of the "good" ones will do whatever it takes just to get a bite." I laugh. I nod in agreement, and walk ahead of Kris again, not noticing when she locks the door to the bedroom after we leave it. Downstairs I sit down on the couch, and take the contract. I start trying to read over it, and make sure I'm not missing anything. "Remind me which section allows you to harvest my organs and sell them on the black market?" I ask jokingly. I feel very safe, relaxed, and comfortable around Kris.

I laugh as Andrew marvels at the size of my car. "I hope you don't think I'm compensating for something, I'd hate to have to prove otherwise, and then get in trouble." I joke. Everything with Andrew just keeps getting better and better. When he mentions a cat, I have to stop myself from telling him to pick me, and that I'll give him all the affection that he could ever want. Andrew's quite smart, and very direct. His questions cut straight to the heart of the matter. "The company is doing just fine, profits are up, and there are no major roadbumps in the foreseeable future. Honestly I wouldn't even be considering what I'm about to do if that weren't the case. I have been very impressed with your work, and I want to make sure that you stay with me Andrew. You're smart, have a good amount of self-discipline, and you work fast. It also doesn't hurt that you're very easy on the eyes, and cute as a button. I want to give you a raise, a very big raise, so that if anyone else wants to take you they'll have to think long and hard about it, but I need to make sure I have your support for what I'm about to do, and your commitment to me. Do you understand? I'm a lonely man Andrew, I've got plenty of political and business allies, but there's no one that I have a true friendship with, no one who would support me emotionally when things really hit the fan, no one that I can rely on, even when things get tough. No one except you Andrew. I'm about to do something really big, and I want you to be with me while I do it. Once I tell you, you have to keep quiet about it to everyone until I'm ready to reveal it to the whole world. Can I count on you for that Andrew?

"Yeah, you can say that again. I guess I'm lucky I meet all your requirements too. I'm so glad that you're a woman too, with my size, and weight, I'd have to be a bit worried, if I were going to consider place this cheep that was owned by a man, You know?" I blush a bit at the height joke, but take it as a little good natured teasing. "Well just about any room ends up being spacious for me." I joke back. "Okay, that's quite easy enough to do, just make the bed." For how cheap I was renting this room, I'd clean it top to bottom every day if the owner wanted. The room itself is absolutely beautiful, plenty of natural light, and a nice large desk for once I finally made enough money to afford a desktop like I wanted. "As long as there's nothing weird or predatory in the lease, I'm more than happy to sign off on it." I reply mostly joking. "There' not going to be like a "%1000 a month rent increase" or something like that, is there?" I ask with a jocular smile

I smile when I see Andrew's message, and try to hurry to get done myself. A few minutes later, I shut down my computer for the day, and step out of my office. "All ready to go for the day?" I ask happily. I'm more than ready to bring Andrew home with me. "Let's be off then, we've got a lot to discuss." I wrap an arm around his small shoulders, and guide him to the elevator, taking it down to the parking decks. I lead him to my large, black, luxury, SUV, and open the passenger side door, to let him in, then walk around to the driver's side, and get in as well. "Make sure you're buckled up Honey, I'd never forgive myself if I got in a wreck and I lost you." I say, not starting the car until I'm sure he's secure. I pull out onto the road, and start asking questions. "So, do you live by yourself Andrew? Is your family local? Any close friends or relatives? Do you have any pets?" I let a short silence fall between us, then ask "Do you want to get right into the important parts, or do you want to relax for a bit first, and then talk about them over dinner?" I find myself driving a little bit more slowly, and with a little bit more caution than normal, as I make my way out of the city.

I smile happily, nodding at Kris' directions. "Thank you very much. I don't think I could get that suitcase up the stairs without unpacking it honestly, and even then it would be a struggle to get the suitcase itself up there." I fall in step in front of her, not even thinking about her peeking up my skirt, since, with my diminutive height and my ankle length skirt, all she'd be able to see is a little bit more of my black legging clad calves. "Oh! That sounds perfect! That would be a really big help to me, I've still got to find a job around here, I have a couple of leads but honestly each of them is a crap-shoot." I say, feeling better and better about how amazingly nice my new host is. "No going in your room. Got it, no problem at all. Honestly I'm amazed that you're letting me have as much of a run of the house as you are, and there's not like some side entrance I have to use to keep to myself or something." I laugh. "I keep hearing stories from my friends about some of the crazy living situations they've found themselves in as tenants.

I smile, a little bit triumphantly and pat Andrew's shoulder fondly as he agrees to dinner. "Good boy, I'm sure you'll enjoy it, and we'll have a lot to talk about. You certainly won't regret it. I'm going to take you far Sweetheart, just trust me." I walk into my office with a satisfied sigh. Tonight I was going to tell Andrew everything, and after that I was going to make him mine, one way or another. I was going to become a woman, I was going to become a Mommy, and Andrew would be my little baby. I soar easily through the usual drudge of morning e-mails, leftovers from last night, as well as new, and routine issues of the morning. Nineteen minutes later, I was off for the meeting, a fresh cup of coffee in my hand courtesy of Andrew. I felt a great weight had been lifted from me, and my spirits were soaring high.

"Really, you've had it up for a long time, and no one has taken you up on it? I've gotten incredibly lucky to grab it before someone else did, haven't I?" I say, giggling as well. "I think I'll be quite happy to be the one to keep you company in this place." I smile, noting our shared preferences for shortened names. "Thank you very much Kris." I say as I step inside. I can't help but marvel at her strength, as she picks up my suitcase, being only a foot shorter than me, and easily twice as thick, my suitcase weighs more than I do. It's a little bit intimidating to see how easily she picks it up, and more than a little bit sexy. Once I'm inside, I look around, trying to get a feel for the place, and get a barring for the inside of the house. "So for only $400 I'd imagine I'm only renting out a room or so of the house. so which room is mine then? And what am I allowed to use."

I sigh and frown at the though of another boring and pointless meeting. If I had my way I'd simply spend all day in my office, working with Andrew. "Right thanks for the reminder. I smile when Andrew seems receptive to my suggestion of dinner. "I was thinking I would cook for you actually. I live alone and cooking just for one isn't much fun usually. I've got a new chicken dish I've been wanting to try out, I'm sure it will be delicious though. I also wanted to talk to you about a few things concerning my future, your future, your position, and the future of the company, and it would probably be better if we talked about these things in private. So what do you say? I can take you to my place after work, and we can have dinner there. Would that be alright?" I fix Andrew with a long look, one that says 'don't say no.'

The door opens, and I find myself looking at a the stomach of a woman in a beautiful blue dress. my head tilts back, and I find myself face to nipple with the largest breasts I've ever seen in person, Tilting back farther I find the face to go with the body. standing at 4'7 1/4" inches I'm used to looking up at people, but I'm not quite used to needing to look almost straight up. I blush a little as she calls me cute, she's absolutely gorgeous herself "Um.. Hi. Thanks... You're quite beautiful yourself. I'm doing alright, a little bit confused if I'm perfectly honest. I didn't have any trouble finding it, but I didn't think I had the right place. This is the one though, yes? you're renting out part of the house for $400 a month?" I wait for confirmation that I'm in the right place before continuing. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but why on earth is it so cheap? This place is huge, and absolutely gorgeous $400 a month is an absolute steal. I'd expect a one room apartment on the 5th floor infested with rats to be $400 a month." I wait for a response, before I realize, "Oh, I'm Kytalia by the way, but most people just call me Ky. What's your name?"

Driving my black SUV into the company parking garage, I pull into my executive parking spot close to the door. I turn off the car, and simply sit in the driver's seat for a few moments, feeling lonely and unfulfilled. I was getting older, and while I had been quite successful at my job, I had nothing to show for it in a relationship, And one very important thing was missing in my life; children. Thinking things over, and feeling sorry for myself, I realize that I'm longing for something deeper than that. I didn't just want children. I wanted to be a mother. The realization hits me hard, and another realization comes along with it. I have to do something about this. I stand up, grabbing my briefcase from the passenger seat, and walk inside. I take the elevator up, and walk past the rows of cubicles to my office. Walking past the first door into the lobby of my office, I arrive at Andrew's desk. Andrew's a fine young man, and the main thing that's kept me going the past few months. He's an absolute cutie, an adorable pint-sized package. I can't help but smile when I see him. "Good morning Andrew Honey." I say, putting a hand on his shoulder, and giving him a quick rubbing massage. "How are we looking this morning?" I ask, feeling happier just from seeing him. As I listen to Andrew's response, a thought occurs to me. It's a very devious, and deviant though, but immediately I realize that it's caught fire in my brain. It will be tricky, and I'll need to be very careful and meticulous about it. But I want to be a mother, and I want Andrew to be my child. Somehow, "son" doesn't seem right, but child does. "Andrew, you're a fantastic worker, and you've really really been an asset to me over the years Would you let me treat you to dinner tonight? I think you deserve it."

The house was huge. Sitting on a large well maintained yard, the two story brick house seemed impossibly large for a $400 rent. The small suburban street it was on was quiet, with well maintained lawns, tucked back, deep inside of the neighborhood. Every house had a high fence surrounding it, open only at the front of the house, with the sides attached to large, secure looking gates. Privacy was obviously highly appreciated here. I pulled out my phone from the pocket of my skirt, and double checked, that I had the right address. 1516 Cherry Blossom Ln. That was the address painted on the curb, written on the street sign down the road, numbered on the mailbox, and hanging on the door. I had gone back and checked it after my uber had dropped me off just to be sure. Some details about the ad had been a little bit strange, but nothing stuck out too much. I had thought that the owner was simply lonely, and the place had to have been cheep in the first place. Seeing the house though, The second part was obviously not true. So either the owner was very very lonely, or something was very wrong. Still even if she turned out to be a sex offender, or a convicted felon, the rent was way too cheep for me to pass up on. I nervously tuck my long, straight brown hair behind my ear, and look myself over one more time. First impressions were quite important. my white off the shoulder top was a little bit form fitting, showing off my D cup breasts, and my narrow waist, until it flared out to my wide hips, covered by my favorite, long green skirt, that reached down to my ankles, where only a hint of the black leggings I have on underneath showed. The green flats Matching my eyes, and skirt finished off the outfit. I take a deep breath, grab one of the shoulder straps of my backpack, and wheel my large pink suitcase up the walkway with my other hand. I walk to the door, and knock, hesitantly, but firmly.

Daolalin listened carefully to her Daddy's explanation of why she needed a bath. "Do smells not simply go away on their own, for a human body?" Her old body of earth usually not holding onto scents once the substance they emanated from was removed, or wiped off. After he explained why it was important to learn to walk and use the toilet, she nodded. "Okay Daddy. I'll learn so that I can go to school." She smiled at her Daddy after he put her down on the toilet, "Okay Daddy! I'll stay here. An easy command." She sat and watched as he began to fill the tub, watching with interested as he worked the taps, to make the water flow.

Daolalin frowned, and she blushed with shame. "Oh. I'm sorry. I saw the portal, and felt like I could move through it, and I wanted to be able to move around again. And you told me to go ask them... so I thought that was what you wanted. I'm sorry, that was selfish of me." She clings onto her Daddy as he carries her, then happily let him undress her. Daolalin shakes her head, and giggles when her Daddy touches her nose. "No Daddy, not after it gets cold, and nasty. it kinda feels good when it first happens though..." She was surprised when he picked her up without dressing her again. "A bath? What for?" She looked around, a little surprised at the white room, filled with glazed tile.

I look up at you, my eyes swimming in tears. "Please let me go." I plead. I don't make any move, or effort to fight you, eagerly accepting the diaper change, but I don't say anything else to you either, silently wallowing in my own misery.

My jaw drops open in a little bit of amazement. "How did you just read my mind? That's exactly what I was about to suggest that we do!" I start tickling your belly. "you're so cleaver!" I carry you out of the house, pausing to grab a purse, and a diaper bag. I walk to the car, carrying you on my hip. I open the back door, and find a car seat. "I though one of these might be here. Let's get you buckled in. I settle you in the seat, and pull the harness closed over your shoulders, around your hips, and up between your legs, snapping the buckle shut, and giving a the straps a little tug to make sure you're securely strapped into the seat. "There we go! all nice and safe for our trip to the zoo!" I walk around to the driver's seat, and get in, adjusting my mirror so I can see you as well as through the back window. I start the char, and make my way off to the zoo.

I sleep peacfully for two hours, unconsciously grabbing the big plushe and pulling it to me, to snuggle while I sleep. When I wake up I feel groggy and confused. I look around to see where I am, and see that I'm surrounded by bars. I try to sit up, or push myself up, but find that I'm too weak to do so. I struggle for a bit, grunting with the effort. It's only then that I realize that my diaper is damp, and remember where I am, and what's been happening to me. I start getting more and more upset, desperately trying to think of a way out, but it's simply hopeless.

She smiled, and shivered happily when her Daddy kissed her head. She listened carefully as he explained pee, nodding along. "So the water is cursed, or contaminated?" She held on as he carefully lowered her down, letting go only to drop a short distance. Daolalin, looked a little uneasy at the idea of asking other genies for help. Regardless, she determinedly nodded at his request, and slipped through the tunnel. It felt good and liberating to be able to move around again, and as she traveled she looped and swirled, as she glided through and across the earth. A few minutes later, Daolalin re-emerged, holding a small pile of neatly folded cloth. "Lord Daojijang sends his greetings to you Master. He has given these clothes to you for the purpouse of dressing me, but wants them back in three moons time. He also commands that any clothes stained with tainted water be washed thoroughly before being returned, and demands proper tribute and sacrifice the next time we make a request of him, or any other genie." She told the man, with a bit more rigidness, and formality than she had started to show as she had been in his house. After a few moments though, the girl frowned, and with a slight pout added. "Also... my dress is cold, and it feels bad... I don't wanna be wet anymore..."

I feel the warmth spreading, but didn't pay it too much mind, she had been experiencing many new sensations in her new body. She noticed that the man had seen something, and pushed himself away from her. She looked down, to see what he was looking at, and saw her soaked dress, and the liquid making puddles on the floor. She simply stared at it feeling confused, and unsure where it had come from. It was water, which did not make sense, as she was a being of earth as a Dao. It took her a moment to realize that that was not true any more, Humans were much more balanced creatures, and it was fully probable if not entirely likely that she was made of many different kinds of elements and energies, rather than being pure of form and construction. Lost in her own thoughts, Daolalin was surprised when the man picked her up. She clung onto him, as he pat her bottom. She tried to feel what was happening and learn from the moment. She paused thinking carefully when he asked her if she knew what happened. "Um... You were doing something that made me laugh, and squirm... and, that made that water came out of me." She nodded as he explained. Wet was certainly a good description of her current condition. And if that was something that simply happened to humans, it makes sense that it would develop into a colloquialism to refer to oneself, or another. The term 'peeing' was less obvious and straight forwards though. "Um... it's kinda nice Daddy... it's warm, and I can feel my clothes clinging to me. I kinda like it... Why do humans call it 'peeing' though? 'Wet' makes sense, and is a very good term, it perfectly describes what it refers to. She let him carry her around, holding onto him gently, trusting that he would not drop her. The room seemed much sparser, and less full of life than the other rooms she had seen. There was nothing on the plain white walls, and only a bed, a nightstand, and a dresser seemed to furnish it.

I smile down at you happily. "I'm really glad you like it, Mommy does too. It feels really nice having you nurse on Mommy's boobies, and it feels really rewarding to have you be so dependent on me, and to know that I can take care of you with just my body and your diapers. It's almost a shame it's only going to be for a few more days..." I smile at you giggle after burping, then giggle myself as you point out that all the liquid has to go somewhere. "Yes it does Sweetheart, and it's certainly not going in the potty, not anytime soon anyways." I boop your nose with my index finger, and giggle again. I see the onesie you point out, and smile. "Awwww, that's absolutely adorable, you're right Honeypie." i take the hook off the rail, then the onesie off the hook, setting it aside. "Alright, let's see if we can do this the tricky way." I say, undoing the bottom snaps, then getting you to let go with your right hand, keeping one hand on your back. I pull one of the sleeves onto your arm, then let you grab back onto me, before switching the hand I'm holding you with, to let me take your left arm, and thread it through as well. I bunch up the onesie, then pull it down to your shoulders, poking your head through, then pull it down your back and tummy. I pull you close against me, to pull the bottom down past your diaper, then lean you away to pull the front down to your crotch, before taking hold of the snaps at the back, and briefly lifting you off my hip and pulling it under you, before catching you on my hip again with the bottom of the onesie pinned between my hip and your legs. I fasten the three snaps securing the crotch around your diaper, and then raise one hand as if showing off. "Ta-da!"

Feeling the firm pats on my back, I feel the gas building up in my stomach, and a building urge to burp. knowing it's what you're trying to get me to do, and that I'll feel better after. I let myself burp, letting out a loud belch from all the air. Feeling just as sleepy as you say I look, I yawn. "Okay. A nap sounds good..." I lay my head on your shoulder, letting my body go limp. "Don' like the bottle... it tases yucky.." I mumble, slurring my words sleepily.