"Oh Butch, I'd love to see your Daddy skills of changing a diaper," says Toots. She is filled with excitement, you are filled with Fred, and Butch is filled with sadistic glee, as he carries you over and lays you down on the table.
"Hold your nose, Sweetheart," Butch chuckles, bringing you even further humiliation, "he made a pretty big mess, this time."
As they hold thier noses, you nearly gag out the pacifier at your own stench and your eyes fill with tears of humiliation.
He slips off your pink panties, and grabbing your feet, he pulls your legs up, and slides the messy diapers out from under you. As you feel him begin to wipe your poopy bottom with very little tenderness, you close your eyes, suckling hard in your dummy, and struggle to imagine yourself elsewhere.
You gulp in discomfort as he roughly wipes right up inside your butt. Next, sets your legs down and moves on to the front.
"Gotta clean little Guy's Little Guy," he laughs, gleefully.
You cry new teers as Toots giggles at his comment.
"Oh Butch," she swoons, "Your such a great Daddy!"
"Thank you, my Dear," he says. "Now to oil and powder his whittle bottom.
You know this will be the worst part. Fortunately, Butch seems to be getting tired of it all, by now, and doesn't make much of it. Still, having your rival oil your privates like a baby while your crush watches is hell on earth. He poofs a generous helping of baby powder all over your privates and pins a fresh, cloth, diaper on you.
"Oh Butch," she says, hugging him, "you did so wonderful!"
He then leave in close to her and whispers in her ear, "you ain't seen nothing yet, Sweet Cheeks."
She slaps him playfully on the face.
"not in front of the Baby, you allie cat, you!"
She then looks down at you, dotingly
"now that we've Baby Jr into a nice, fresh, diaper, we should."
At this comment, she leans in and kisses him on the cheek.