Lillian is a little and is in need of a change

As they unpacked the last box from their car, Stefan's playful nature emerged as he gave Lillian's bottom a gentle squeeze, causing her to yelp in surprise. With a mischievous grin, he teased her, calling her "baby" and jokingly remarking that her diaper must be soggy and in need of a change.

Lillian blushed and shot Stefan a mocking glare, swatting his hand away from her bottom. "Hey, cut it out," she scolded playfully, "and for your information, my diaper is just fine, thank you very much."

Stefan chuckled, enjoying the banter between them. "Sure, sure. Whatever you say, baby." he replied with a wink.

Lillian rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile at Stefan's antics. "Well, maybe it's a little soggy. It's been a long five hours in the car, after all." She admitted sheepishly.

Stefan laughed and pulled her into a warm hug, planting a kiss on her cheek. "Don't worry, sweetheart." He reassured her.

Stefan's eyes twinkled with excitement as he took Lillian's hand, leading her through their new home. Lillian's heart raced with anticipation, wondering what surprise Stefan had in store for her. As they entered the nursery, her eyes widened in amazement and joy. The room was a vision of childhood dreams come to life. Soft pastel colors adorned the walls, and shelves were filled with rows of plush toys and storybooks. A large crib sat in one corner, adorned with fluffy blankets and stuffed animals, while a spacious changing table stood proudly in the center of the room.

Lillian gasped in delight, her hands flying to her mouth in awe. "Stefan, this is incredible!" she exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement. "I can't believe you did all this for me."

Stefan grinned proudly, feeling a surge of happiness at Lillian's reaction. "I wanted to make sure you felt right at home, baby." He said tenderly, wrapping his arms around her waist. Caught up in the moment, Lillian felt a surge of excitement coursing through her veins. For a brief moment, she forgot about the soggy diaper between her legs, lost in the wonder of her new surroundings.

But as Stefan began to undress her, reality came crashing back in a rush. Lillian blushed furiously, suddenly self-conscious in her **** state. Stefan, however, paid no mind to her embarrassment as he gently lifted her onto the changing table, his touch tender and reassuring. With practiced ease, he unfolded her diaper and began to clean her up, his movements gentle and precise. As she laid there, naked and exposed, she couldn't help but feel a rush of vulnerability mixed with a strange sense of comfort. Stefan's presence was soothing, and she found herself relaxing into his care, trusting him completely.

But just as Stefan was about to fasten a clean diaper around her waist, the doorbell rang, shattering the moment of intimacy between them. Lillian's eyes widened in surprise, and Stefan glanced at her apologetically.

"I'll be right back, sweetheart." He said, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead before hurrying out of the nursery to answer the door.

Alone in the nursery, Lillian laid on the changing table, wondering who was at the door.