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"I am not a baby!" Bulma responded immediately but the statement made Bulma wonder why this woman though she was a baby when she was clearly the size of a teenager. The though of scambled eggs made Bulma's stomach growl and her mouth water in anticipation but, the mention of formula made her pause and ask "what kind of formula mommy?" Bulma was also starting to wonder why it felt so natural for her to call this woman mommy. The diaper was extremely comfortable in both the front and back, the diaper was so snug that it felt to Bulma that the diaper was surrounding her entire body. Bulma extremely embarrassed, being asked if she wanted her pacifier and having refereed to as her binky combined with the pat on her thickly diapered bottom rendered her a brightly blushing, stuttering mess. At that moment, the only thing she was capable of was to nod her head shyly upon realizing that she really did want her pacifier if for no other reason than to calm herself down.
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