"Oh, Marcus, I don't know if I can doit! I've sparred with a lot of men in my life, but this is... this is sodifferent!" I really was confused. I hate...d the weakness in my body, and Ihated knowing Moranna had turned me this way, but I wasn't at all sure Iwas unhappy about being a woman with Marcus nearby, knowing there would besome contact coming soon--even if it wasn't the kind I had started todream of."Are you afraid I'll hurt you?" he asked."No! I mean, yes! I mean..."He straightened up.. “Just once. It was a ... violent experience.”“You must be hungry then. And nervous.” A new smile graced her sharp lips.“Yes ... my Prince.” Embarrassing did not even begin to describe his predicament. He tried to keep his hands on the table in front of him, but he couldn’t help but run his fingertips along his buzzed hair again. He really was hungry.“Julias comes here. Women grow wet at the sound of his voice. He should have been Daeva.” She chuckled again and let her hands fall to the table.. When her soft hands rub the baby powder on me I don't get aroused. Inmy state of mind, that would be wrong as I regress into a place in mypast. A place we all have been before when the world was new for us andwe weren't alone.My submission to her is locked with the diaper pins she uses to put mefirmly in the diaper. She is my mommy and I have complete trust in her.I lift my legs as she pulls the plastic pants on me. These also bringlong lost memories of being young and not able to control my. I decided that Icould not walk out the door dressed as a woman unless I was convincing,so I went on line and spent the whole weekend researching and practisinggestures, behaviour and voice. That included filming myself with my Go-Pro and closely scrutinizing what I might be doing wrong.I had never been outside my apartment with an outer female garment. Ionly had the dresses, so I wore the least colourful and over it I wore asmall rain jacket that was with the mother's stuff - something.