Dear Candida,

As a reader of ‘Madame’ for six years now I thought it was about time I wrote to you. I first discovered your magazine in my husband’s briefcase. Not only did he leave the evidence he had also marked round the letters that obviously turned him on, i.e. nappy and wool treatments, so I put these into action and now enjoy a very dominant position over him. With the help of my sister Sian, we made him a complete wardrobe of baby clothes all in wool, including large fleecy nappies.

I waited for his holiday, then I began on the Friday night. Sian came over, and we both dressed in fluffy woollies which nearly made his eyes drop out. After we told him our plans for him and his begging had died away we took him up to the bathroom, undressed him and bathed him. We took him into the bedroom, we put him in a nappy, pink plastic pants, socks, woolly romper suit, woolly pixie bonnet, a dummy tied round his neck and a plastic bibby.

He was in a complete state of shock as we took him into the kitchen and spoon fed him baby food and a baby bottle of warm milk. He asked to go to the toilet, so I got his potty. What a sight! – He began to weep so I took him on my lap and cuddled him, then I pushed my breast into his mouth, and he sucked it contentedly like the baby he was.

He was still weeping when Sian suggested we give him something weep about. So she put him over her lap and spanked him, boy did he cry then. We put him to bed in the spare room with some cuddly soft toys we had bought.

Next morning we got him up early so he could do all the housework in his baby clothes. Both of us wore soft angora wool dresses. We drove him to distraction making him do this and that; we shouted at him all day long. He made a mistake and wet his nappy, so I gave him a good spanking with a slipper for that.

After a few weeks he got used to it, as he had no choice anyway.
Regards,

Sally and Sian T.
Hampstead

Baby wool is especially soft and pretty, and always comes in very babyish colours. Sally's husband must have been in seventh heaven, but also tortured by the sisters' persistent attentions. He sounds like he became yet another nappy-dominated hubbie, completely under petticoat government.
Susan