Well, I can see you didn’t take your new stepmommy seriously. I told you when I left on the honeymoon with your father that I expected you to be moved out by the time we came back. You’re 23! You need to be out on your own.  But I also said you had a choice – if you wanted to stay, you could. But if you were going to be living here like a little Abdl child, it was going to be just as though you are a child! No exceptions! Do you remember agreeing to that? Yes? Well, since I have come home and found you are still here, then I guess you are telling me your answer, aren’t you?  Well, come along then, take my hand and come back here to the baby nursery I had remodeled. Oh, you thought I was pregnant, did you?? No – I had a feeling what you would do right from the start, to be honest – all this furniture is sized just for you! That’s right – the crib, the high chair, the playpen, the changing table, the adult baby – bouncer … all sized for you. Yes, I know that they are pink, dear. Now climb up on the changing table. Why?? Oh my dear, I would have thought you’d have figured that out by now! Look over in that corner and tell me what you see over there. Yes, that’s right darling! It’s a diaper bin – the kind we put babies wet and soiled diapers in. So, if there is a diaper bin in here, and it is your nursery, what do you think that means?  Oh no! Don’t you try to get away now, little one! You made your choice! Your future could have been having hot dates in your own place, but now you have a future looking forward to diapers and dresses – and your dates will be babysitters. I reckon you will be getting naked in front of them though, quite often. They’ll be getting into your pants frequently … for diaper checks! Oh sorry – not your pants … your PANTIES! Plastic panties  or rubber ones, of course.  Well, I guess since you are still weakly struggling, there is only one thing to do. Start our new relationship […]