An adult male, or so it seems. In truth, nothing more than a little boy. A very little boy. A baby in fact.
A lady. Beautiful; confident; educated; dominant. A perfect Mummy, owner, and mistress for an adult male seeking guidance and control.
This book contains true accounts of how this adult male was reduced, little by little, to accept the nursery and its routine as his daily existence. Cajoled; persuaded; and punished until his acceptance of a life in diapers; plastic pants; cute baby clothes; bottle feeds; humiliation; pacifiers and baby toys was complete. Perhaps as our society leans increasingly towards being feminine controlled, this new baby's existence may become familiar to more husbands and boyfriends.
Would that really be such a bad thing?