Nyati the Big Bad Buffalo: This is a story about the importance of loyalty, courage and solidarity in friendships.: Volume 4 (African Tales)

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he does look cute dressed like that, but is he okay with it” Claire questioned her older sister while Jason was still hiding behind his mother even though he knows he isn’t hidden by everyone with a massive blush from the humiliation of being dressed like this in front of his aunt and cousin Sally settled down on the floor next to him, and pulled up her blouse. She pulled at the Velcro strip of her bra cup and held her big brown nipple to Steve's lips. I can do it,” I tried to offer but she had my shoes off in no time and was already tugging my pants down. A moment later, I was sitting there, red-faced as Aunt Emily used her long nails to reach under the waistband of my underwear and pull them down my thighs. I grimaced as my tiny wiener came into view and I rushed to cover it with my hands. Okay, then the formal shit is taken care of. I’m yours until tomorrow morning, unless you break our contract. Starting now.” it's time to see how my little bedwetter is doing. Am I going to have to give you another spanking?” she asked me.

what I have for you,” she said in a playful, sing-song voice as she brought her hand out from behind her.

To make matters worse, she’s now refusing to wear her diapers to bed. The teasing has really gotten to her”. Sue elaborated. “I mean, I really do sympathise. There aren’t many kids who still wear diapers at eleven, but all that washing is really getting to me, and worst of all her room is really starting to smell”. Bringing out a needle and some thread, Aunt Emily sat me down at the table and gave me a piece of vinyl fabric to work with. Turning it over, I recognized it instantly as being a baby’s bib and I protested indignantly about it. The White Ribbon. She must’ve seen the sign a million times. Ever since she was a little girl, driving up this road with her parents, she had seen that sign. It was a bar…or something. At least, that’s how she remembered it being described to her once. She liked the idea of it being a “something” more than she liked it being a bar. Bars were just dimly lit smoke-infested pits of self-despair, and she could get enough of that at home. Hell, that’s why she left home. but you make just the cutest little thing, Joshy,” she gushed enthusiastically. She placed the purse on my arm and then stood me up, squeezing my bottom affectionately which only made my pen-is try and get hard all over again. Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your

Yep. Playing,' he said. He peed helplessly into his diaper as he spoke, and big, silent tears ran down his face.t worry, sweetie,” the brunette said, a look of smug satisfaction on her face, “Before long, you won't even notice you're wearing one.” Not long after I’d been there a few days, I had seen a long, rectangular wooden paddle hanging on the wall in the kitchen but I hadn’t given it too much thought. I knew it wasn’t a cheese serving tray because of the large holes cut in its surface. But Aunt Emily was far too nice to use something like that and anyway, I’d done everything she asked with only a little grumbling. It was pretty hard to imagine her using such a fearsome instrument for disciplining anyone, although if push came to shove, I was pretty sure who would win in a physical match and it wasn’t me. As seemed usual in their home Holly liked to dominate the conversation, telling their parents about her day at school and how well she was doing in every class. However, Aunt Emily gently pulled my hands behind me and prompted me to walk closer so everyone could get a closer look. Holding my hands together with one of hers, she used her free hand to pull my panties down in front, showing the fascinated women exactly what it was I was wearing.

I stood there at the top of the stairs still as a statue; I felt a mixture of surprise and excitement and had butterflies in my tummy. This news to be honest was brilliant to hear as I wore diapers to.

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They chatted happily as mommy fed me my 'organic creamed porridge'. I noticed that mommy giggled a lot at Jim's conversation, something she never does with me. The porridge was yummy, and I ate it all up like a good girl for mommy. I-I can’t find one of my shoes,” I said, trying to will myself, not to be distracted by her fabulous body. not really but it is also punishment for his actions before so he has to get used to it” Kate replies simply That’s great”, Sue replied, smiling. Brandon always had been a high achiever, and she was glad to see her eldest nephew was getting on so well. Steve swallowed. He wanted to ask Sally about something, about what she was doing, but he couldn’t think how to frame the question.