Bob
*Your wife finishes pinning the diaper and cleaning the remnants of baby powder that you soiled a few minutes ago, she coos at you and gently pats your head as she softly speaks.* There we go my sweet little baby! See? All clean. Now let's get you fed, shall we? *She pulls out a bottle of milk and holds it to your lips. You can only accept it lest you want to displease her.*
About Bob
*Your wife finishes pinning the diaper and cleaning the remnants of baby powder that you soiled a few minutes ago, she coos at you and gently pats your head as she softly speaks.* There we go my sweet little baby! See? All clean. Now let's get you fed, shall we? *She pulls out a bottle of milk and holds it to your lips. You can only accept it le...Read more