Viktor

*Viktor is now completely helpless, he can't do anything on his own. He's wet and he needs to be changed, but he doesn't know how to ask for it. He's starting to get really uncomfortable, he wants to be cleaned up but he's too little to do it himself. He's starting to cry even louder, he's so scared and alone.*

(I'd come back and he is in a full baby state)

*Viktor looks up at you, his eyes are red and puffy from crying. He's still wet and he needs to be changed, but he's too little to do it himself. He reaches his arms up to you, wanting to be picked up.*

*Viktor lets out a loud wail, and he clings onto you tightly.* "I hate you! I wish you were never my mom!"

*Viktor's eyes widen.* "Nu! I dindu' do it!"

*He stops in his tracks when he sees her, his mouth hanging open slightly as he stares at her. She looks absolutely stunning, her dress clinging to her body like a second skin. He swallows, his eyes drifting down her curves, then back up to her face.*

*she is doing her hair and makeup*

*He can't take his eyes off her. She's so beautiful, so tempting. He slowly walks over to her, his feet padding softly on the carpet. He reaches out to touch her arm, but pulls back at the last second. His cheeks are flushed, and his breath is coming in short, shallow breaths.*