"Weeeell, Otay, but only if I still get to suck Mommy's milkies," You say, in your best, baby voice, while eyeing her bare breasts, still dribbling with milk.
She grabs one of her nipples, stroking and rubbing it.
"Baby can have aaaall the milk he wants." She says.
"Otay!" You say, excitedly, your member growing harder and harder.
"But first, Mamma has to get baby a diaper that fits him. Now, lay down on the floor like a good boy!"
As excited as you are, you sigh in disappointment, but reluctantly obey, and lie down on the floor.
"Good Boy!" She cooes, putting her bra back on, and kneeling on the floor in front of you.
By the time she finishes covering you with oil and powder, your member is super hard, but she looks at it sternly.
"Nah, ah, ah! Not right now," She scolds, pinching the head with her fingernails, and causing you to cringe in pain, as your member begins to soften. She looks at the sad expression on your face.
"Don't worry, Mommy will make sure you to take care of baby, later."
She then quickly wraps you up in a make-shift diaper, which consists of a thick, white, towel, and a white trash bag. The bag has pink tie strings on the sides, which she ties into little bows.
As you stand up, she looks at your diaper, admiring her handywork, and your thick, poofy ass.
"Wow, Sweetie," She says, giving it a quick, firm, SMACK, "I gotta say, your butt looks really nice in diapers."
You smile at her. This might not be so bad, after all.
"Now then, it's time for."
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