Little Mommy Drink & Wet Doll, Blue Eyes

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My good fortune ran out that day – mum had forgotten her purse and just as I got to the bottom of the landing, the front door opened and in she walked with my sister. It’s hard to say which of us was the more surprised!

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Beth bends down by my feet and lifts my left foot than the other out of the ripped shorts. "There mommy there off now we don’t have to worry about her falling." I'm just standing in the Barbie panties now as Beth holds my torn up shorts. "Here momma you might as well throw these away." I see Beth toss the ripped shorts to her mom. She can’t wear them anymore anyway." Ummmmm I don’t want to be a bother. Really I'm fine.” I see the little girl smiling as she grabs my other hand as we walk to their house. I see their car doors open as we walk past their driveway and up into the house.I look up at my mom smiling than staring at me. “Well I was going to surprise little Kellie when we arrived but I guess I can tell her now.” Mom reaches over and puts my safety belt on and snaps it closed. I feel her smooth out the short dress pulling it and smiling at me. “Maybe I should look for the car seat so I know you’ll be okay.” We start walking to the front yard. “Can you ride your bicycle home or do you want us to drop you off? It’s not easy to ride a bicycle while wearing a dress Kellie.” I thought it’d be super cute to make my children little mugs of hot chocolate with a dollop of marshmallow fluff on top after a few hours spent playing in the late autumn cold. They were seated and enjoying themselves so I seized the moment, left the room, and got to work on a pile of dishes. Bad idea. My two-year old daughter rubbed the marshmallow fluff into her hair like candy shampoo while my three-year old soon gleefully cheered her on. Judith was pushed over the arm of the settee and her dress was flipped up. I was in the same position but over Mrs Smyth’s knee. Looking right at my sister’s panty-covered bum, she got hers while I got mine! I soaked my panties – Mrs Smyth didn’t say anything but she noticed! How I found out she noticed is another story.

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Mom just stares at me as we talk outside on the front porch as she closes the front door. “Well we can talk about this on the way to the mall I have a hair appointment.” I look scared at my mom as she is smiling from ear to ear. Mom, I thought, had quite forgotten the whole cross-dressing incident after I apologised and told her I just wanted to see what it felt like to wear all those frilly clothes! I guess she just wanted to believe me. Yea I think my mom would be very surprised how I look wearing Beth’s dresses. I'm sure she will be real surprised seeing me in this pretty dress hehehehe." As I giggle like the little girl I look like. I turn and see myself again wearing the pink plastic panties and diaper. "Yes she would be surprised for sure.” as we both stare at ourselves in the mirror. I still loving dressing up. No, my sister never got a chance to spank me again. Yes, I got caught again – but not by mum. But I still love giving and receiving spanks. My lovely bride of 35 years is also into ‘love spanking’ and we sometimes play out mum and child, with both of us taking different roles at different times – but I’m always the female! I run up the stairs wearing just panties as I catch up to Beth and notice she is a little taller than me. "Well it looks like you’re a little smaller than me. So we will take my old cloths out that mom was going to donate to the church, but now you can have all my old cloths."He used to always complain about my hair being longer than boys should have. Oh well he’s not complaining anymore since he passed away last year from a terrible car crash. So now it’s just me and my mom. She practically melted the material of those panties with that strap, with me screaming and carrying on. “I only have one girl in this house!” Mom was yelling. Meanwhile, I had gotten to the point where the spanking no longer hurt and weirdly started to feel good. I was getting quite excited by all this and it was probably on that day that I became a devout ‘spankophile’.