Let them undress you

You can see no other choice. You have nowhere else to go. Amanda sees the resignation on your face and steps up to you before her mother can.

As her daughter undresses you, Janet goes to the change table and retrieves something that looks like a thick white towel but as she beings folding it on top of the change table, you realise it's a huge cloth diaper.

Amanda removes your shoes and socks, then your t-shirt and finally undoes your belt and pulls your jeans down.

"Underwear too." Janet directs. "He won't be won't be wearing panties again for a long time."

Amanda gives you a sympathetic look before pulling your underpants down, leaving you totally naked.

"Up you get." She directs, patting the diaper on the change table.

You climb up and lay with your bottom on the thick material. You stare at the wall, too embarrassed to look at Amanda.

Janet pulls the front of the diaper up firmly between your legs and fastens it in place with two large safety pins. Then she takes a pair of translucent pink plastic pants and guides your feet through the leg holes, pulling them up your legs and stretching them over your diaper.

As she helps you down, the doorbell rings. "It's better get that." Before she does, she goes to the wardrobe and selects a t-shirt, the same shade of pink as your plastic pants. Printed across the chest are the words "Mommy's little girl." Handing it to Amanda on her way out of the room, she says. "Please finish getting your baby sister dressed."

Amanda pulls the t-shirt on over you head and steps back to look at you. She giggles at what she sees. "I'm sorry. I can't help it." She says. "You are just too adorable."

"Did you know she was planning this?" You ask, accusingly

"No." She says, Stepping closer again to hold you. "I promise I had no idea."

"Amanda." Janet calls from downstairs. "Someone is here to see you."

"I'd better go." Amanda says. "Or she might bring whoever it is up here." She heads out the door, leaving you alone in the nursery.