Then William spoke up;“Says who? A stupid, unarmed swamp thing?” His men snickered. Apparently, the humanoid had understood him.“’Says who? ...I’ll tell you; I am your worst nightmare come to life. A man that can kill you were you stand and you won’t be able to do a thing about it. Now this is how things are going to be. I am going to count to five. If you fuckers are not out of here by then I will kill you all.” The humanoid made this threat in a way that seemed like it might have ordered. ‘Oh, what is it baby, you don’t want to have your diaper changed? Let me check just how full they are’, Nathalie says, while running her fingers between my legs. I feel her breasts push against my back. I shiver. ‘Oh, they can take a few more wettings I guess.’ She pats my backside. ‘We could add one more diaper, to be on the safe side.’ She lets me stand against the changing table and walks towards a big closet, stuffed with diapers. She bends over, letting me have a wonderful view of her. Always very brief, how are you keeping type, conversations."I've also received a letter about every six months or so. Also brief, and rather formal sometimes. I'm sure now, that all of those letters I received, except for that first one, were forgeries. And I believe that that Minerva wrote that first letter under duress. That was really what all those inconsistencies, your reversed initials for instance, were about; the poor girl was trying to tell me that something serious was going on." It. " Your bottom?" Mom nodded and sighed. "Something isn't quite right up there, doctor," she explained, "And I need someone to take a look and see what the problem is. Since you're the only one I know who can do anything about it I thought I'd ask you." Just to make sure we're on the same page, Mrs. Peterson," I responded as I fiddled with my tie and squeezed my already erect organ under the desk, "Are you saying you want me to give you an anal examination?" Well," she said, "That's one way to.