Casper, feeling the tender comfort of his step-mommy's arms, began to nurse, finding solace and nourishment in the embrace. As he drank from his step-mommy's loving source, he felt a familiar rumble in his tummy. He knew what it meant; he needed to go stinky.

With wide eyes, Casper paused his breastfeeding and glanced up at his step-mommy. Soft, attuned to her little’s needs, looked down and noticed the subtle shift in his expression. She gently stroked his soft, golden hair and asked, "Do you need to go potty, my darling?"

Casper, having trouble getting his words out, wri... Show more