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BABY TIFFANY By Betty Noone It was Christmas Eve and Jack Winston and his wife Cindy were relaxing, enjoying the fire in the fireplace after having opened the presents they gave to one another. They have been married for five years and were deeply in love. There were no children, and Jack knew that there could be none before they were married, as Cindy had a genetic condition that prevented her from getting pregnant. Jack was a vice-president and junior partner in an Insurance company and was bringing home a good deal of money each payday, not counting his stock options in the company, which were substantial. Jack never could get over the fact that Cindy chose to marry him, while he was quite the businessman, physically he was not. He was small. At five foot five inches and weighing 120 pounds he was nobody's ideal of the 'macho man'. Cindy was taller than Jack by only one inch, but looked taller when she wore heels, which she loved. Cindy was not only attractive, she was beautiful, and as Jack adored her, she also loved him. The lived in a lovely two bedroom apartment in a nice section of town, and their bank account increased significantly each month. Money was not a problem. As they were holding hands, quietly sitting by the fire, just enjoying the moment, Jack asked, "Did you like the presents I got for you?" "Oh, yes. I loved them all. But there is one thing that I really want that I didn't get." "Really? What is that?" "I want a baby. I want to be a mother." "I agree with you, honey. Let us contact some adoption agencies and make application." "No. I don't want someone else's baby. I want my own. I want you to be my baby." "I am your baby. You call me 'baby' all the time." "Jack, I'm serious. I want you to pretend to be a baby that I can take care of." "Darling, you know how much I adore you. And I would do anything for you that would make you happy. But this is silly. I am not a baby, I am your husband." "I have never been more serious in my life. I need to nurture a baby. I already love you, so I will love you as a baby too. Won't you humor me and try it over a couple of weekends? Who knows, maybe you will find it fun as well. You know how stressful your job is. Wouldn't it be nice to have no worries for just a few days? To let me take care of all of your needs? It might be good for you." "Well my partner is in negotiations with this major company that is trying to buy us out. There is a lot of uncertainty going around. Just what is it that you would want me to do?" "Let's see. From Friday night until Monday morning, I want you to pretend that you are 14 months old. This means that you cannot walk, but can crawl.. Your language will be baby talk except for some words. I will feed you and take care of you, and see that all of your needs are met. You will have to think of nothing, but that mama will take care of you." "You know that I cannot say no to you. I will be your baby this coming weekend." "Oh, Jack, you have just given me the greatest gift of all." With the press of business and the negotiations for the sale of the company, Jack forgot about his promise, and when Friday night came and he returned from work, Cindy was waiting for him at the door. She kissed him warmly, took his hand and led him upstairs. Thinking she was ready for sex, made Jack happy, but when he got upstairs Cindy walked him into the second bedroom. "Take off all your clothes and get in the shower, honey. I want you to shave your entire body from the neck down. Make it nice and smooth for mommy." When Jack looked at her with puzzlement, she said, "Did you forget that you are going to be my baby this weekend?" "As a matter of fact, dear, I did forget. I was so wrapped up at work that I didn't think about it." She handed him his razor and pointed to the bathroom. It took about forty five minutes before he finished as he had to stop often to take the hair out of the shower stall drain as it was plugging the water from going down the drain. Jack did not know why but shaving his body felt erotic and he developed a hard-on all during the time he was in the shower. When he was finished he came out of the shower, dried himself and found Cindy sitting on the bed waiting for him. On the bed she placed a rubber mat that covered the whole bed, and she pointed that Jack should lie down on it. After Jack was positioned in the bed, Cindy removed his towel and began to completely cover his body in baby oil. First his back and then the front. And when she began to oil the insides of his thighs, his penus again jumped to attention. "I see my babykins needs some attention." Cindy put an adult sized pacifier in Jack's mouth and she told him to suck on it. As he did so, Cindy began to masturbate Jack, cooing baby talk all the while until he came. And cum he did. It was a long time since he had such an ejaculation. Cindy, cleaned him and then told him to lift his rear end. When he did, Cindy placed the diaper in place and began to fit it to his body. Jack reached for the pacifier to take it out in order to say something to Cindy, but she told him not to talk, just lie there and suck. That mama would take care of everything. After the diaper came an undershirt, and then she placed some knitted booties on his feet. Jack was still in euphoria from the ejaculation and did as he was told. Cindy told him that for the entire weekend, he must call her 'mama' and could only speak a few words. Poo-poo means to go to the toilet, pee-pee means that your diaper is wet, and of course, mama. That he is not to speak any grown up words, as he must really pretend to be her baby. After this bit of instruction, Cindy said, "Let's go downstairs to get our din-din." Jack started to get out of the bed and walk downstairs, but Cindy stopped him by saying, "Silly baby. You are not old enough to walk. You must crawl." And crawl he did. He found that the only way he could go down the stairs was backwards one stair at a time. Cindy was right by him giving him encouragement all the time. When Jack finally came down to the first level he crawled to the kitchen so that he could eat dinner. It was now later than he had expected and was getting quite hungry. Cindy sat him on a kitchen chair, and placed a bib around him. She took a pair of mittens and placed them on his hands. They had a plastic sheet in them so that Jack could not close his hand to grasp anything. All the while Jack was sucking on the pacifier, not saying anything. Cindy sealed the mittens with velcro which prevented them from coming off. "You see, baby, I have made some preparations for this weekend. You'll see. We will have a lot of fun, she said. The smell of the food was delicious, and was waiting for Cindy to bring him his plate. Cindy brought a chair right next to his, and she began to feed him. She made a filet, mashed potatoes and asparagus, Jack's favorites. But each item was put through the blender and pureed. The meat tasted like meat, but you just swallowed it, there was nothing to chew. "I know that you need your calories, but babies cannot chew and so you will be getting full meals, but it will be babyfied." Jack was so hungry, and the food tasted good, so he let Cindy spoon feed him, one spoonful at a time. After dinner, he was directed to crawl to the living room where there was a blanket for him spread out in the center of it, and Jack crawled to it and sat. Cindy sat next to him and took him into her arms and cradled him. It was a strange sensation for Jack. He sort of liked the feeling of being cradled in his wife's arms. And with that Cindy reached for a bottle of warm milk, with an adult nipple on it, took out his pacifier and put the nipple in his mouth. "In order to get the milk, baby, you must suck on the nipple." And he did. This was an oversize baby bottle of eight ounces. It took a while for Jack to finish it. He had to stop sucking from time to time as his jaws were getting tired. But he finished the bottle. It is now 8 P.M. and Cindy says to him that it is time for his beddy-by. He was getting tired crawling up the stairs to the second floor, and she again directed Jack to the second bedroom. She helped him get on the bed by giving him a boost from behind, and laid on his back. He never saw it before, but there was a strap attached to the bed which went around Jack's waist and buckled on the side of the bed. There was no way that Jack could get out of bed as he was still wearing his mittens. Cindy put a blanket over him, picked up a little book and began to read him a story. She read only about five pages, when a tiredness came over Jack and he found he could not keep his eyes open any longer and drifted off into a quiet sleep. He did not know that Cindy laced his night bottle with a sleep narcotic to see that he went to sleep early and would sleep a long time. She slipped a new pacifier in his mouth, and tied it to the back of his head with attached ribbons. As soon as the pacifier was in his mouth Jack instinctively began to suck on it. Seeing this, Cindy smiled. She turned off the overhead lights, put on a little night light, set the baby monitor, and went downstairs. She leisurely had a glass of white wine, took her dinner out of the warming oven, and ate her steak, potatoes and vegetable with knife and fork. Thinking about the evening, she smiled in satisfaction, and said to herself, "This is going to work out just fine." It was 6AM when Jack awoke. With a full belly and a sleeping pill he literally slept like a baby. He was not used to sleeping on his back, but had no choice with the strap holding him in, and he could not holler for Cindy with the pacifier in his mouth. He felt that his bladder was about to burst. He wanted to get up to go to the bathroom. But the pacifier prevented him from speaking and he could only make noises. Cindy heard that he was up through the baby monitor that was in her room (as well as throughout the house). She got up and went to Jack's room and took the pacifier out of his mouth. "Cindy," he said and was about to say that he need to go pee. "Little baby, do not forget that you cannot yet say sentences. Do you need to go pee-pee or poo-poo?" "Pee-pee, mama." "Baby make pee-pee in diaper, like a good baby." "I don't think I can," he said. "I told you no sentences from baby. The next time you try to talk like a grown-up I will leave the room and come back much later, understand?" "Pee-pee, mama." "Baby must make pee-pee in diaper. I will come back later and change you when you have made your pee-pee." And with that she put the pacifier back in his mouth and tied it off. He began to suck on it, not even realizing he was doing so. Cindy came back in an hour and checked to see if the diaper was wet, and it was not. She said she would not let him out of bed until he made in his diaper. Finally, the need to go overcame the shyness and he filled his diaper with wet. He struggled to make sounds, and after a while Cindy returned, felt the diaper, and said, "Good baby." She took the diaper off, had him crawl to the shower stall and bathed him. After being oiled, he was dressed in shirt, diaper and booties, and crawled downstairs for breakfast. Breakfast was a small orange juice in a nipple bottle, oatmeal, fed spoon by spoon by Cindy, and then a baba of warm milk. Afterwards he crawled to the living room, and Cindy put a CD on the television that was suited for babies. There was a one hour nap after lunch, then more television suited for babies, pureed dinner, and the night time bottle. This regimen kept Cindy quite busy during the day, but she was humming all the time having her maternal instincts satisfied. In the meantime, Jack cooperated, and found that going pee-pee in the diaper was easier the second time, and got easier with each time after that. That first day he did not ask to go poo-poo and Cindy made a note of that. He was bathed and oiled and put in a diaper and a onesy. The good night bottle of milk was again laced with a sleeping pill, and Jack, exhausted from the day, went right to sleep not even waiting for the story. Before he fell asleep, Cindy told him, that the way to call her was to cry, and she would come. Cindy went down stairs, had her dinner with a glass of wine and felt happy and fulfilled. She decided that the next day, Sunday, she will tell him his new name and that he is going to be a baby girl. It was 10 P.M. when Cindy went to her bedroom and quickly fell into a pleasant sleep. During the night she dreamt of her new baby and when she awoke she was happier than she had been in a long time. When Jack woke a little after 6 AM, he was wet. He remembered Cindy's instructions and began to cry. He was able to make crying sounds even with the pacifier in his mouth, and as she promised, Cindy came into the room. She took the wet diaper off, bathed him and oiled him, and the day progressed as it did the previous day. On Monday morning, Cindy took off his wet diaper, and said that he was Jack again and could speak normally as it was the beginning of the work week. Jack got up from the bed, found his legs a little wobbly as he hadn't stood up in two days, went to the shower, got dressed. By the time he got downstairs, he found his regular breakfast being made for him by his lovely wife. They discussed the weekend and he admitted that he never slept so well in years, and that it felt nice being taken care of without having any cares of the world on one's shoulders. Cindy didn't tell him of her plans for him the following week-end, but when he left for work, she went on the internet and looked to shop. During the week they talked about the weekend, Cindy told him of her satisfaction, he said he particularly liked when she masturbated him with the baby oil, and that he was happy that she enjoyed the weekend. He confessed that he sort of liked it as well. The week flew by. On Wednesday Jack came home with the news that the company has been bought by a conglomerate and that his share of the payout would be about 3.6 million dollars after taxes. He was also told by the new owners that they wanted to give him an employment contract to continue working for a minimum of another year at a salary 50% higher than his already high salary. What good news! Their life is set, financially, anyway. Even though Cindy had prepared dinner, they went out to a nice restaurant to celebrate. They even ordered a bottle of champagne. When Jack came home from work the next day, Cindy prepared and served a nice meal as usual. After the dishes were done and put away, Cindy said, "I found some forms on-line that I think we should talk about and consider." "What kind of forms?" "Let's sit down at the table and I will show you. And with that she brought out some blank forms from a folder and handed them to Jack. "These are power-of-attorneys and power-of-attorney for Health Care forms." "Of course they are, silly. We are rich now and we have to protect one another. If anything happens to me, you will have the power to control the estate as well as my health care needs. And I will have the same power for you." Jack, being the good insurance executive that he was, read the forms completely, and then read them again. It took about 20 minutes for this to be done. "You know, this is actually a good idea, honey, I'm proud of you for thinking of it." They both filled in and signed the documents and Cindy said that she would deposit them in the safety deposit vault at the bank first thing in the morning. When Friday night came, Cindy was again waiting for Jack at the door. She pointed her finger to the ceiling, meaning to go upstairs. Jack was only mildly disappointed. He originally thought that being a baby for the week- end was a one time thing, but the week was extremely stressful, and he did enjoy being coddled. So he and Cindy went upstairs, and without having to be told, took off his clothes, took his razor and headed for the shower. This time shaving didn't take long as only a stubble grew back in the week's time. He also shaved his face. The hair on his body and face was soft so that immediately after shaving it was nice and smooth. He remembered to get on the bed face down, and Cindy began to oil him with the baby oil. When it was time to turn over, his penus remembered the previous time and was standing at attention again. Cindy oiled Jack's front side and then took care of his erection by masturbating him, as before. When Cindy started to rub him, she smiled when she saw him reach for the pacifier which was on the night stand, put it in his, mouth and began to suck. "We are going to go forward a little more this week, baby. I have decided that what I really want is a baby girl. So from now on, your name will be Tiffany. I will call you Tiffany, baby, or any other words of endearment, but know that I will talk to you only with love and gratefulness for you in my heart. Nod yes if you agree." Tiffany nodded his head. With that Cindy dressed him in his diaper and booties, but instead of a shirt, went to the closet and selected a little dress that she had bought on-line earlier in the week. She told him to put out his arms, she put the dress over his head, and buttoned the buttons in the back of the dress. Jack started to get out of bed to drop to the floor so that he could crawl, but Cindy told him to wait, she was not finished. She brought out her cosmetics case, put erase on his eyebrows to make them look thinner, and applied pink lipstick to his lips. She took some red lipstick and drew two circles, one on each side of the face sort of what would be on a doll. Finally she applied long fake eyelashes to his lids and that finished off the look of the doll. She looked at his face, was satisfied, and held a mirror to his face so that he could see, and he saw a baby doll looking back at him. He started to object, then said to himself, if it makes her happy, it makes me happy. I will not object.. She then put the mittens back on his hands, his passy in his mouth and he slid off the bed to the floor and crawled down the stairs to the first floor. Din-Din was as before. Jack, now Tiffany, found that he didn't need to try to talk as his needs are being met by Cindy. On the way to the kitchen he looked at the full length mirror in the foyer and saw himself in the cute little dress. He wondered where Cindy got it, but she no longer surprised him with her aptitude. After dinner he was again placed in the center of the living room floor to watch another children's CD. He watched it because there was nothing else he could do. He found it easier and easier to pee in the diaper, and he noticed that Cindy was most pleased whenever she changed him. One time he even called out to mama that he had to go poo-poo and was surprised when she led him to a little chair with a hole and chamber pot in it. He sat and made, and afterwards Cindy wiped him and cleaned him all the while saying what a good baby girl Tiffany was. On Saturday, Tiffany lost track of time. He didn't realize it, but Cindy removed all the clocks that were visible from the house. So time became time. It was breakfast time, nap time, lunch time, nap time, bath time, story time, and so it went Tiffany didn't realize that it was only 7PM when he was put down to sleep. After his bath and oiling he was given his bottle and then Cindy read to him. She almost finished the book by the time Tiffany stopped sucking the bottle and went to sleep. Tiffany didn't realize it at the time, but he was actually listening to the children's story as it was being read to him by Cindy. He loved the sound of mama's voice. Sunday morning, Cindy was awakened by Tiffany's crying. He was wet and needed a bath and changing. She again dressed him in a cute little dress, made up his face, and he crawled down to the kitchen for his breakfast. By this time he was getting accustomed to eating the pureed food, and was a good little eater, spoon by spoon. Cindy didn't realize how much of the day would be spent taking care of the baby. She was on the go most of the time, yet she never experienced such happiness. She began to look upon Tiffany as her little baby, someone to love and take care of. Monday morning was back to work as Jack. Cindy got busy on the internet. She contacted a realtor and began to look at residences. It was time to move out of the apartment. It took about a week, but Cindy found the perfect place. It had four bedrooms and three baths, family room, liviing and dining rooms and was located only two miles from the city on five acres of land. There were houses in the area, but each was on a five acre site, so there was no house within shouting distance from theirs. She made a low- ball offer on it, and to her surprise, since it was a really slow market, that it was accepted. She got it at a steal. The next weekend Tiffany was present and the routine was pretty much the same. Tiffany began to respond to being called by the feminine pronouns, and was beginning to enjoy being the baby for the weekend. It became understood without discussion that every weekend was going to be Tiffany time. Tiffany found it hard to understand, but was enjoying the attention. He certainly was enjoying being masturbated while Tiffany. Jack was taken by the Realtor and Cindy to the house where she gave a deposit, and while he was a little angry that he wasn't consulted ahead of time about it, he realized that this was an especially good deal and that Cindy did a fine job. He approved the purchase and signed his part of the purchase contract. The cost of the house wouldn't even make a dent in the monies he received from his company. Cindy was thrilled. When Jack was at work, she went back to the internet and began purchasing stuff for Tiffany in earnest. By this time the deal closed at the office and the big check was deposited in the bank, and then invested for income. About two months later, the Winston's moved into their new and secluded home. Tiffany came every weekend and it was taken as routine. Tiffany, when Jack, never questioned Cindy about how much she was spending on Tiffany. as he was so happy to see her so relaxed and happy. She sang songs when at home, smiled and laughed a lot, and even hummed as she went about her chores. What Jack didn't know was that Cindy made some major alterations and purchases for the new home while it was in escrow. By permission with the seller, the special purchases were allowed to be installed prior to the closing. This would mean that there would be a surprise for Tiffany. The day of the moving, Jack was surprised to see what Cindy had done. She purchased an adult crib, a changing table, had a walk-in bath installed, (so that baby Tiffany could crawl into the tub) and a special high-chair. There was a fenced and gated play pen in the family room. The nursery was typical girly. What made the installations special was that the crib, changing table and high chair were lifted hydraulically. They could be brought down to floor level to permit Tiffany to crawl into them, then lifted to four feet high so that Cindy could perform her function without having to kneel on the floor. The play pen had a gate that opened from the outside, and closed and locked when one entered it. Once inside, especially with the mittens on, you could not reach over the gate to unlock it from the inside. By now Tiffany has been playing with dolls and was gives a special doll for when he went to sleep. Tiffany began to like this doll and often took it with him when he crawled around the house. Jack had about six weeks of accumulated vacation coming, and while he felt he could not be away from the office for that length of time, Cindy prevailed upon him to take at least three weeks off. After all, he worked hard. he was stressed and he could use the time off. He agreed to the logic, and after they moved into the new house and got settled in, he began his three weeks. In the meantime, Cindy has been busy planning for Tiffany. She realized that weekends were not enough Tiffany time and she had plans as to what to do about it. On the first day of his vacation Cindy fed Jackv what is called the 'date rape' pill. This pill has peculiar qualities. It makes one compliant for about eight hours, and when the victim wakes up has no recollection of what happened. When the pill took effect she led him to the car, strapped him in the passenger side and drove downtown. She brought him into the dentists' office where an appointment was made for him. She told the dentist what she wanted him to do to Jack. The dentist made a preliminary examination of Jack's teeth and said, \ "Are you sure you want to do this? It isn't necessary." Cindy then pulled out a copy of the power of attorney that Jack signed and said, "I have the authority to have done what I want. This is your copy. Can you do it now?" Three hours later, his mouth filled with novocain, but there was not a tooth left in his mouth. The dentist gave instructions as to how to handle the pain for the next 24 hours, and to call him if any problems occur. He also took impressions to make a set of dentures. Cindy told him to proceed with ordering the dentures, because the doctor told her that without them Jack's face would shrink up around his mouth. With that, Cindy led Jack out of the office and drove him home. She got him into his new crib, removed his clothes and redressed him as Tiffany, all while he was comatose. He slept until 6 o'clock that evening, and when he woke he found that he was in a crib with a metal cover over it. On his hands were his mittens, and his head felt like he was hit with a hammer. Thinking he is still Jack he begins to call, "Thindy!" Cindy hears him through the baby monitor but ignores his call. Finally, he began to cry and Cindy came in the room a few minutes later. "Hello, baby girl, how are you feeling?" "Wathed happened? My mouth feelth funny." "I surprised you by getting all of your teeth pulled out. You are going to be my Tiffany full time now, and you don't need teeth for what I have for you. I have been to my obstetrician and have been on medication that is giving me breast milk. He tells me that in a day or two I will be lactating. That means no more bottles for you, baby, You will get your nourishment right from mama. You will be better in a day or so, and I don't need your teeth biting my nipples." "What do you mean full time, Cindy?" And with that Cindy turned around and walked out the door, saying as she left, "What did I tell you about grown-up talk?" Tiffany leaned back and thought about his situation. He needed to do something. But what could he do? What did she mean 'full time?'. After an hour, with his mouth hurting, caged in his crib, and completely frustrated, Tiffany began to cry. This time the crying was not pretend crying, but real tears. Cindy returned to the nursery in just a few moments, and opened the locked top of the crib, took a tissue and wiped the baby's tears and runny nose. "Yes, my darling," she said, "you will now be my full time Tiffany. I called your office and told them you would not be coming back, but the good news is, they are sending you a handsome check as your final pay. You are going to be making me so happy, and you'll see, you will like being my baby girl. You will be my little baby all of the time, and never get any older. Didn't you like it when mama takes care of you?" And Tiffany nodded. The next evening after dinner, she puts Tiffany on the sofa in the family room, sits next to him and opens up her blouse. Her milk-laden swollen breasts are ready. She cradles Tiffany's head in her arms and puts his mouth to her teat, and he takes it and begins to suck. Cindy never had such a motherly feeling. She looked at her Tiffany, and began to see, not an adult baby, but in her mind a real baby. Her baby. The milk flowing from her breast gave her pleasure, and from the looks of it, Tiffany was enjoying it too. First one breast, then the other. Oh! How happy this made her. The new installations worked great. Tiffany merely had to crawl to the unit, get in, and Cindy would elevate him. It took about two months, when Tiffany is in his play-pen watching cartoons, and suddenly she hears him giggling. She looks over at him and he is laughing watching the kiddie cartoons. He was also playing with his dollies. She took off the mittens, gave him a manicure and painted them pink. He learned how to dress his dollies and comb their hair, and Cindy listened while he talked mother talk to them. Tiffany was becoming a real baby. In all this time, since that first night, Cindy was careful that all Tiffany heard was baby talk. If the phone rang and one of her friends called, she was always careful to take the call out of earshot from the baby. So for months now, all Tiffany hears is baby talk. With no teeth, he lisps. Cindy thinks it is cute, and Tiffany doesn't seem to realize he is doing it. By the fourth month, Cindy began to wean Tiffany from the narcotics that was keeping him passive. It took about a week befpre Tiffany became clean. But there was no change in Tiffany's behavior. He no longer needed the narcotics to be passive. After the four months of not standing, Tiffany's muscles began to soften. His legs would no longer support his body, so he had to crawl. He developed baby fat from all of the milk he was getting. and Cindy had to cut down the portions of the puree he was fed. She made up his face daily and she once caught him sitting in front of the hall mirror, kissing his image. Cindy suspected, but was not sure, but she felt that Tiffany, by not speaking adult English, was losing the memory of it. She read some books about this phenomenon but there was no consensus or agreement between the authors. To make sure, Cindy learned hypnosis, and began to use it on her baby, trying to over-ride his adult abilities and bury it in his subconscious. She needn't have worried. Tiffany was forgetting the English language, and remembering only the words he was allowed to speak. One night Cindy came into the nursery, and spoke softly to her baby. She didn't know if he would understand, but she wanted to talk to him anyway. "You are really my baby now, and I want you to know how happy you have made me. But you are also no longer my husband. So I am going to my lawyer and divorce you, but at the same time I will adopt you as my child. You will never have to worry anymore." While she was speaking, Tiffany looked at Cindy's face with his long eyelashes, rouged face, and didn't understand a word she said. But he knew mama was talking to him, and he loved the sound of her voice. Cindy realized it was now time for the next step. She contacted her attorney, told him what she wanted, and then met the attorney at his office the following week. This would be the first time in over six months that she would be away from Tiffany. She called a home service and told them she needed a caregiver for a day to watch an adult baby. She had to slowly explain what she meant by 'adult baby', but she was paying well and the service agreed to handle it. Tiffany was confused when he was shown the baby sitter, and Cindy tried to tell him she would be back soon, but realized by his expression that she was not getting through to him. When she left the room he whimpered a little but did not cry. For the last month when he cries, he cries with real tears. At the meeting there was a third party that was invited by the attorney and he was a surgeon. Cindy explained what she wanted done, but both men insisted that they visit the house and examine Tiffany before agreeing to go further. It was the next day that they appeared at the house, coming in the same car." The lawyer found the situation curious. But the surgeon found it interesting. He said he never saw such a complete case of regression in all his years in the medical business. When Tiffany was under narcotics he wasn't needing any sexual relief. And afterwards it seems that the demand for it was less and less. The past six weeks, Tiffany's wee-wee never ever got hard. The mittens came off as they were no longer needed. Cindy didn't want a complete sexual operation for Tiffany. But she wanted him castrated and the penus removed, so he could forever by her baby girl. The doctor after examination, was surprised that Tiffany had not been given hormones until this time as the baby fat and lack of sexual stimuli were quite evident. When asked what he thought should be done, after a minute or two of reflection he said, "I think a penectomy would do the trick." "What is that, Doctor?" "It is the complete removal of the penus, testacles and scrotum A plastic tube is inserted into the urethra which will be tied off. The skin will heal around the tube and there should be no leakage. He won't have a vagina, but he wont be making testosterone, either. Yes I think that is the best way to go." "And what will it cost me?" He gave a figure that was less than $5,000.00 and Cindy agreed to have the procedure done. Arrangements were made for admittance to the hospital, and for an ambulance to transport Tiffany. Strangely enough Tiffany would only be in the hospital overnight and sent back home the next day. And from that day, Tiffany was now called 'she.' The surgeon a divorced man in his early forties found Cindy to be quite attractive, and they soon began to date. They are both mature adults, and both divorced. The surgeon was aware of how Tiffany came to be, and while he thought it odd, it didn't stop him from having intimate relations with Cindy. As with many relationships, they began to fall in love. After some months, the surgeon asked Cindy to marry him, and for four months prior to the marriage, they were engaged, and he moved into Cindy's home. Cindy was still wet-nursing Tiffany, and Tiffany's routine was the same as every other day. Except that there was now a live-in caretaker to help out. Tiffany didn't mind being taken care of by the sitter, and he knew the difference between the hired girl and his mommy, and he loved his mommy. This gave a break to Cindy who now devoted a lot of time to her new beau. After the surgeon move in, he immediately shared the same bedroom with Cindy. He saw Tiffany every day, and marveled at how fully she adapted to being a fourteen month old. But one gets used to everything, and in time the surgeon (who incidentally is named Ben) actually began to like Tiffany and treat her like the little girl she now was. There wasn't a day that Ben did not have some play time with Tiffany. This pleased Cindy to no end. And so they married. She had her Tiffany, a new husband, plenty of money. And for two years it was bliss. She continued to breast feed her baby as it gave her much pleasure to do so. It is two years after they married, and again it is Christmas Eve. Christmas was bountiful for them both. They were both madly in love with each other. They were sitting in the family room, a fire burning in the fireplace, each sipping on some champagne. "Did you like what I got you=" he said. "Oh, yes. But there is one thing I would like that I didn't get." "Name it honey. I would do anything for you." "I would like another baby."