Bob turned at last turned to the youngest. "One of these things is not like the others," he proclaimed. For this little flower was black.

"She's adopted," Magda explained, as Emma positioned her for the camera.

"Okay little one, you know the drill," Bob directed.

Emma started thinking about Bob's collection of drills, and all the things they could do with them. Then she cleared her throat and her thoughts.

"What's your name, little one?" she enquired, as she snapped more photos.

Perhaps Maisie didn't fully understand the seriousness of her predicament as her sister had, or perhaps she knew it too well and had found some resolve, as kids often do. In any case the tears dried up and she quietly answered.

"Okay, we need you to change into your jammies like your sister did."

Maisie pulled off a pink quilted jacket, pink and blue candy striped leggings, and pink Minnie Mouse t-shirt.

Emma appraised her dark form.

'Life is like a box of chocolates', she thought. Soft centres are best.

Her round, brown face was topped with wiry black hair, done in cornrows. She had a cute button nose and dimpled cheeks. Emma imagined that it would have been capable of a smile to light up a whole room, then realised that wouldn't be a likely scenario in this timeline.

Below her delicate ten year old neck was a chubby little torso, with just the merest hint of titties starting to bud. Maisie was carrying a nice bit of puppy fat, and some of it was spread around her middle, giving her a appealing softness.

Below that were dumpy little legs, fleshy thighs and calves and impossibly cute little feet.

Bob didn't exactly find her sexy. Too young. But she'd make a marvellous fuck-toy all the same.

"Give us a twirl darling."

Little Maisie started to turn around but then seemed to get confused as to what was wanted of her, and ended up standing sideways on to Bob.

"That's perfect, sweet cheeks," he reassured her.

It really was the perfect angle to admire her in her totality. A pronounced feminine curve of her lower back gave way to the most stunningly fuckable ass Bob had ever set eyes on. Petite for sure, but gorgeously round and full, of the sort that only African girls are blessed with. Bob recalled there was even a word for it, steatopygia.

He couldn't help but grab a handful of cheek flesh. So soft and delicious, that when Maisie looked up to him with big brown eyes, he nearly came in his pants.

Once she was in pyjamas, she still looked super, the drape of soft fabric showing off her little booty perfectly.

Maisie (10) 1.38m 38kg.