Diapers 116

All I had to do was sit back, and let Astrid have her glory. ANGELA Brandon touched his hand to the shelf of his dresser, and the wooden piece dissolved into the bark. It left an empty space along the subtle curve of his Great Maple, and he traced a single finger down one of the paths the bark yielded. The entire tree seemed to groan, and blonde then the bark opened. Blue light struck my corneas, leaving after images on my lenses. When I opened my eyes, I was staring at a mirror. That was my first reaction, anyway. My brain hadn’t yet made the realization that my face - my face, petite not Diamond’s- was staring sightlessly back at me. Then it hit me. Light blue eyes, pale skin, strawberry-blonde hair, a smattering of freckles across a pointed nose, and a pronounced chin. My face. I looked down at my body, at the generous swell of diaper my chest, the soft flat of my abdomen, the widening of my hips, and the supple domes they bore. I was beautiful. Vines glowing with blue energy were attached to my neck, sternum, and abdominal vitals, the tendrils pulsing with the cadence of my heartbeat. My heartbeat. Mine. “Not the freakshow in Gloria’s coffin, huh, Diamond?” Brandon laughed, “I don’t know why making people is so much harder than everything else. I can just will any animal into existence, but people take time. And of course, I can’t make a person, only a body, and just creating an empty husk takes the entire lifeforce of a Great teen Maple.” “She’s beautiful.” I whispered. I was vaguely aware that I was crying. “Well, I’ll admit to taking some artistic licenses.” Brandon chuckled, “I didn’t have Angela to model for me, so I needed to go softcore by memory, and my memory made things… bigger.” “She’s perfect.” My voice was air. “You think so?” Brandon asked, happy with my review, “Angela’s projection is just her perception of herself, so if I fucked up, I’ll never hear the end of it, believe me.” “You’re wrong.” I said, keeping my face obscured with my hair, “Angela’s projection is your perception of her. ” “What are you talking about?” Brandon laughed incredulously. “She’s just an idea you kept alive.” My eyes were blurring, “She’s just a feeling you couldn’t lose.” “Diamond, are you alright?” “She’s your serenity.” I whispered. Brandon was quiet for a moment. “Serenity.” He finally said in a low voice, “That’s a good word for her.” “Unless it’s out of this top?” She asked him with a wink. softcore “Amazing idea Stacey!” I can’t help but beam a little. Obviously, he did it right because Aruna got really excited, her legs thrashed about and finally clamped his head between her thighs as she had a big orgasm. Fuck Daddy, I'm cummmming". The girls watched in curiosity, wondering what I was doing. Jennifer got all excited, she knew that her new protégé would need a collar. She whimpered against me as my hands rose higher and higher, thrusting up her blouse as I came closer and closer to her tits. “Shelly, the room…” Sonia was still talking to her. But now he was too geared up to do anything but go back and fuck his toy. It’s been good. He lowered his head and she slid her hands up onto his shoulders. I was 38 years old and was very blonde aware of the hormones of 20 something year olds. She leant down further this time and began to suck on his balls. Ronnie, left my balls alone and started eating the cum that was now flowing freely from Cindy’s well-stretched ass. "This is probably the only time we are going to do this so please just let me fuck your throat. Ivy admitted to herself that Brie’s lewd performance on the runway had triggered a deeper interest in the junior girl, but she teen wasn’t about to share that with the girl’s mother. 'And then' she asked. Snow white skin, black hair, matching brown eyes, some stubble and a wispy mustache. Those eyes as blue as the sky look up at me as diaper his cheeks turn a rosy petite shade of pink.