She's carrying a pink diaper and powder container

William's mother, or "Mommy" as she preferred to be called, stepped into the dimly lit room. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back in soft waves that seemed to glow in the faint light. She wore a thin pink crop top which hugged her body tightly, revealing just enough of her flat chest for curiosity to peak. A pair of form-fitting jeans clung to her hips and accentuated every curve on her toned figure.

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William could feel his heart racing as he watched his mother approach him with an air of authority that sent shivers down his spine. She carried a pink diaper and powder container in one hand, making it clear what business she had come about. He couldn't help but notice how every movement made her perky nipples stand out against the thin fabric of her top - a sight that both intrigued and terrified him.

As his mother approached, William felt himself growing increasingly aroused by her dominance. It was as if he were caught in some sort of twisted game where pleasure and pain intertwined into one confusing mess of emotions.

As his mother reached out to begin stripping him, William couldn't help but feel a mix of shame and excitement wash over him. The **** hormones had taken their toll on his body, causing small breasts to form beneath his delicate skin. Despite the discomfort he felt about showing so much of himself to his mother, there was something deeply arousing about her attention.

"Oh William," she said softly, running her fingers over the tiny buds that had formed on his chest. "I must say, you're really starting to grow into quite the young lady." Her words sent shivers down his spine as he felt himself growing harder beneath her touch.

She reached for a soothing ointment and began rubbing it gently onto his now-engorged nipples. The sensation was overwhelmingly erotic, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body despite the underlying humiliation he felt at being treated like this by his own mother.

"It's okay to feel these things, William," she whispered in his ear as she continued to work her magic on his sensitive flesh. "You were born with these feelings, and it's only natural that they would come out eventually." Her words sent shockwaves through him, making him wonder what else might be considered 'natural' for someone like him.

Before he could process any further thoughts, she knelt down to remove his underwear - revealing not just his small phimosis cock but also her own perky nipples pressing against the thin fabric of her top. The sight was almost too much for him to bear; it was both arousing and terrifying at the same time.

"Mommy... I don't understand," he stammered out, his voice trembling with fear and desire. "Why do you want to treat me like this?"