Extra Terrestrial Adoption (Private with Diapered Avenger)

[theJozza]

"Well if you say so," Mark shrugs, trying to look as skeptical as possible, while also lifting his bottom for her to remove his old diaper. "But you better keep your promise that if at the end of the week I want to go back you'll send me back...not that I'm gonna want to stay of course," Mark says, quickly, blushing a bit. Much as he hated to admit it, most of this had been pretty nice so far...well except the diapers obviously, but he had a sneaking feeling that at the rate things were going he might have to try extra hard to make it seem like he doesn't like it here.

[Diapered Avenger]

"Of course, sweetie. A deal's a deal, like you humans like to say.' Celeste smiled as she powdered and rediapered Mark. She had a few tricks up her sleeve to convince Mark this was the life for him.

[theJozza]

"Okay then, great," Mark nods, but before he can say anything else a loud growl comes from his stomach. "So uh, can we have breakfast now?" Mark asks, a part of him worried about what he'll get fed, but at this point he was too hungry to care that much.

[Diapered Avenger]

"Of course, sweetie." Celeste cooed before picking up Mark with ease.

[theJozza]

Mark grumbles a bit, still not used to the sensation of being handled so easily by this giant woman, but he also can't deny it's kind of, comfortable in her arms. As they walk out of the room, he starts to look around, marveling at the amazing technology of the house. Of course he's snapped out a bit of this by realizing that she hadn't redressed him and he was in nothing but his diaper.

[Diapered Avenger]

Celeste, since Mark didn't ask her to dress him, saw nothing with the human almost being naked and went to place him in a highchair in his size.

[theJozza]

Assuming it wouldn't be worth asking, and figuring since they were alone it wouldn't matter that much, Mark simply settles into the highchair and looks around. The kitchen has more or less the same feel as the rest of the house, clean, several advanced looking devices, and a few babyish things scattered about he's sure are for him.

[Diapered Avenger]

Celeste was busy making something for Mark to eat.

[theJozza]

Mark leans back in the highchair and looks around, imagining what he might get fed. He thought back to that baby food from last night and figured that was a safe bet. Mark has mixed feelings about that. On the one hand, it had been surprisingly good, on the other he'd kinda prefer something solid. As he waited, he started to get bored and without meaning to or realizing it he starts sucking his thumb.

[Diapered Avenger]

Celeste came back with another jar of baby food, this one peach-flavored.