By the time I had finished, I had licked up every drop of my mess from mummy’s thigh, her finger feeding it to me.

“Right up you get sweetie” said Mum, “We need to get you dressed then we can go deliver the shopping for Val and then we can do some shopping for you”!

I did not like the sound of that last remark but I found myself with little choice in the matter given the current situation I found myself in. Mum took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom, but she made sure that the packet of pull ups came with her.

I saw her collect them and instantly knew that she was actually going to go through with this. Once in the bathroom she ran some water in basin and got my sponge along with the soap, lathered it up and made me open my legs and raise my hands up above my head.

As though it was back to the days when I was her little one, she just started to wash me, making sure that I was squeaky clean all over. She finished and then dried me off, asking where my bottle of baby powder was; she knew I always used it to keep my skin protected.

I told her where it was and she made sure that my crotch and privates were well covered, rubbing it into my skin.

I then had to watch while she opened the top of the packet of pull ups, slowly pulling it out and holding it in front of me. I had never seen one before but was surprised to see the designs printed on them, trying to make them look like panties.

“Put your feet in sweetie” she said holding the waistband open.

I stepped into them and she pulled them up but to my horror my little cock started to get hard as she pulled them up my legs.

“Oh how sweet honey” said mummy, “Your tiny little pee pee is getting all excited, but it is still so small”.

With her saying that, I just felt deflated and so did my little cockette, shrinking back down again in reaction to my humiliation.

“Now that is much better” said mummy as she reached into the pull up and tucked my little cock downwards before dragging the pull up completely into place.

I was surprised how well it fitted seeing as it was meant for a lady, all snug and fitting perfectly even if it was a little padded between my legs. I wondered if you wore anything over the top of them, but mummy had that one covered.

“I bought these for myself” she said as she once again reached into the bag that I thought just contained the pull ups.
Her hand came back out holding a pair of panties, but these looked much bigger and of a firmer material.

“These are ladies girdle panties sweetie” she said holding them in front of me, “They help ladies keep everything in place so should be perfect for a naughty little one like you”!