"Yeah," Annabelle said as she finished with the bottle and put it back down by her leg. She took her suit from him with a small smile. "Thank you," she said as she checked to see if yhe electronics were in it still or if they had broken.

"I'm not adorable," Annabelle objected as she glanced up at him. She refused to believe that there was anything cute or adorable about her.

“You’re welcome” he replies as he reached his hand through the bars and caressed her cheek. “Aww Mysterious you’re a beautiful firecracker in many senses of the word. Why do you think you’re not adorable?” he asks.

“Don’t make me get in there and snuggle with you” he warns

"Because I'm not adorable," Annnabelle said with a small frown. She glanced at his hand and shrunk back when he touched her face. "I don't like being touched, not on my face atleast," she muttered while staring at him.

"Why would you snuggle me? That's weird, you don't even know me," she said as she cocked her head to the side slightly

"Sorry but I disagree. You're a little cutie. And I don't feel it's right to keep you for too long, but you're diapered up so I'd snuggle just about any lady in a diaper. But I think you could use a good hug" he says while he lowered the crib bars down and went to pet her head gently.

"Also I've been trying to figure out your name but you won't tell me. I'm Matt" he says finally introducing himself.

Annabelle glanced at his hand before looking back at him. "I'm not cute either," she said. "Why don't you go diaper another lady then and snuggle her," she suggested quietly while sitting with her knees pressed against her chest.

"Okay Matt. My name's Annabelle," Annabelle said reluctantly as she rested her head on her knees.

“I’ll try, but not many lovely ladies are sneaking into my house” he replies as he pet her head while she crinkled and curled up.

“That’s a pretty name. Annabelle. You hungry?” he asks.

"It's not that hard to. You should invest in maybe some better security if you don't want people breaking in," Annabelle shrugged as she glanced up at him quietly.

"I'm kind of hungry," Annabelle admitted as she glanced down at her stomach. Her stomach growled softly in agreement.

“I don’t know. I could just diaper them up and baby them rather than have better security” he suggests with a wink. He then grabbed her pacifier and put it in her mouth and grabbed her under her arms again then lifted her out of the crib and set her on her feet.

“If you run I’ll spank your cute bottom” he warns while petting her head again. At some point his care taking had to work.

Annabelle glared at him as the pacifier was put in her mouth. She pulled it out within a few seconds. "You aren't babying me," she said as she was set down on her feet. She glared up at him with a frown on her face.

"You wouldn't dare," Annabelle said as her eyes widened in shock. She pulled back from his hand. "I'm not a dog so don't pet me," she snapped

He gave her bottom a quick swat, but it wasn’t painful by any means. “Hey don’t be so grumpy Annabelle. I know you’re not a dog but physical affection usually calms people” he explains.

“Would you like one of my shorts to cover your chest?” he asks since she had been in just a diaper and bra the entire time.