"Come on Amy, let's get you dressed for breakfast now. Your daddy is waiting". I noted that she was calling him Daddy now. I felt warmth pooling between my legs but tried to control myself for now as I stepped into the snug white panties mum held for me that Dad had bought just for me a couple of months ago. I had held them a few times but this was the first time I'd worn them. They were super soft and just clingy enough that when I looked down I could see my slit through the thin fabric and the impression made by my small landing strip. Mum touched the cute pink bow at the waistline. I put on my plain white bra, tactically too small so that it squashed my bust up and together. "Arms up, sweetie." Mum pulled my new pink pjyama top down and it hugged tightly to my ample bust, stretching the
