The babyish smell made him blush such a deep red he wished for his face to disappear. Susan’s humming only made him more furious. He could now feel the mixture of the baby powder and lotion meshing together in his bottom area, making the entire lower half of my body feel as soft as silk, the softest he could ever recall it feeling.
He began to kick, overwhelmed by the softness of Susan’s hands and the smell of the lotion. I’m not a baby, he kept telling himself as he struggled, desperate to let any of this make him feel happy in any way. Ellen smiled, knowing his inner battle was futile. After all, the moment he came into the house, Ellen knew this was exactly what he wanted.