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Chapter 7 by Gateway502

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Shake head

You feel like you should hold on to that bit of indiependence, but between the humiliation of wetting yourself in front of her and her soothing caresses you just somehow feel so in need of her protection that you don't wanna be alone.

You shake your head, eyes still closed: "Can you help me, mommy?"

A smile forms on her lips as you call her that way: "Of course baby, I'll always be there to help my little boy".

You're in such a trane-like, soothed state, that you barley register her ever escalating language.

You open your eyes when she slowly slides your head from her lap onto a pillow and stands up.

Before you can do so yourself she just picks you up.

"Wow", you think. You didn't know Anna was so strong.


She carries you all the way to the bathroom and sits you down on the edge of the baththub.

She opens the tap and you can hear the sound of the water slowly filling it behind you.

"Ok, arms up", she says: "Time to get that tshirt off."

This is not something you would agree to in any other situation, but you're still somewhere in a deep corner of your mind, where everything seems as through a filter.

And so you obediently lift up your arms, which is immediately followed up by her pulling off your T-shirt.

"Now your pants", she says, "and opens the button your still damp jeans.

"Bottom up", she commands.

You kind of hug her to pull yourself up a little and she slides your pants off.

"Good boy", Anna praises, while she reaches behind you.

The sound of the water comes to a stop and she gently guides you into the tub.

"Time for you to get in. You realx in here while I prepare dinner.".

"Yes, mom", you nod and she leaves the room.

It's quiet now and for the first time in an hour you feel able to think properly.

You become very aware of the fact that this was probably the first she's seen you naked since you were a little child. And to your further embarrassment it was probably in a situation very similiar to this.

But it doesn't bother you as much as it probably would have a week ago. So much embarrassing stuff has happened in the last days, that it feels less awkward.

A further reminder to your childhood days is served to you after you finished your bath, continuing your slow regression back to these days.

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