Daphne thought his serves were going in slow motion, but she saw how he positioned himself and was able to shoot the ball right by him on her serves and send them back away from him to score when he served.

As the match ended in a land slide he shrugged his shoulders. "I guess you get a spa day. Does that mean I rub your back? Or we just get one of your butlers?" he asks with a smirk.

“You do” Daphne says sliding her pacifier into her mouth and smiling “you get to order my baby clothes” she says behind her pacifier.

He raised a brow as he walked over with his racket at his side. "So......you're gonna except being a baby and you want a spa day by me?" he asks

“You’ll be helping me try them on, when we go shopping, and you’ll be paying for it all, I will make it worth it” Daphne says as she approaches him and puts his hand on her diaper.

"Where are we going to shopping for adult baby clothes?" he asks, though when she put his hand to her padding he groped gently and was happy, because she wasn't playing the victim anymore.

Daphne took her to his car, “well we go and head downtown, 12th Avenue and Mayday Street” she says referring to a very special mall.

He followed her to her car, leaving the rackets at the tennis court.

"Why do you know of this place?" he asks while he held her hand.

“All part of my plan if you had actually read my journal you’d know too” Daphne says as she tried coming up the truth.

"Why would I sneak into your journal?" he asks as she drove. "You were throwing a huge fit last night when I simply changed you"