she picked the protesting young man up as if he really were a little and carried him over to a counter as she set him on it she pulled the towel away.
“Hey..” Timothy protested but was silenced by a look from her and a warning slap on his thigh.
“One more word little Miss and it’s over my knee!”
Timothy knew she meant it and shut up,
those two slaps had hurt and he did not want another.
Clara lay Timothy down and soon had the astonished young man creamed and powdered and pinned snugly into his soft thick diapers!
“You will soon get used to these.” She cooed leaning over him and smiling,
“you will make a very sweet baby sissy.”
“What,” Terry was aghast!
“Oh, didn’t I tell you the judge has granted your Mother custody?
You will be under petticoat and diaper punishment and house arrest for five years!”
“What! No!”