This is one of my favorite stories I wrote. I wanted to get this back on the betty board and I plan to right a sequel. Enjoy
Deewet
I felt almost faint as we walked into her apartment. I couldn't
believe this was happening and at the same time I was weak in the
knees in anticipation. The cool fall air made me think of being
back in school and my long fantasies of being helplessly
submissive
Sandy had approached me as I had left the department store and
told me about how she had watched me for weeks come in and wonder
around the woman's department taking nervous glances at the silky
underwear and nightgowns. How she had worked her way over to
block my way out the door so we could talk.
She told me that she loved small young men and that we could have
lots of fun together.
Now I was going to her place to play for the weekend. My parents
thought I was going to a friend's house, but instead, I was
spending the weekend with a thirty year old knockout, who
promised two nights of fantasy for me dressed as a girl. Directly
she led me to a bedroom and told me to sit on the bed.
"Do you want to be my baby?" Sandy asked as she walked over to a
large dresser in her bedroom.
I nodded yes, not knowing exactly what she meant.
Opening one of the drawers she pulled out several items and
carried them over and laid them on the bed next to me. Without a
word she smiled and turned back toward the dresser. I looked down
and saw what looked like a fluffy folded diaper and large pink
plastic pants on the bed. The diaper was pink.
My stomach fluttered as I thought about what the diaper and baby
pants meant.
This was almost too much for me, but I didn't think to run out of
her place. I had always been a submissive boy and very small for
my age, but never had I thought about being dressed in diapers
and plastic pants.
"You will play for me?" she asked. "No one else will know our
secret."
My small coc-k was rigid in my shorts. Of course I would play for
her.
"I need to get you out of those boring clothes."
I didn't look to see what else she had brought to the bed as
Sandy pulled my shirt over my head and took off my shorts.
Instinctively, my hands went down to stop her from pulling off my
underwear.
"You silly little girl," she said with a laugh. "Let me take off
these ugly panties."
Her use of the word girl for me made me even more excited and I
passively let her finish undressing me.
"How wonderful!" she exclaimed. "I was right in thinking that you
haven't even started growing much hair down there yet."
My face must have turned red. I had always been embarrassed about
my size down there.
"Don't worry, I love how cute you look," she said as she gently
pushed me backward to lie on the bed. Next she went over and
started holding up the things she had brought from the dresser.
"We're going to play baby girl tonight. These diapers and plastic
panties will keep you dry because for this weekend you won't be
permitted to use the bathroom. I'll be your mommy and do
everything for you."
My fantasy had always been to be dressed as a girl by an older
woman but it never included diapers. I thought about this new
wonderful feeling of helplessness as I watched her fold the
diapers and then slide them under my raised bottom. The thought
of being locked in diapers and using them made my head feel light
with excitement and my dic-k seemed to be pulsing with
anticipation.
"These are seven layers with several inserts so you'll have to
waddle as you walk, but don't worry you won't be doing much
walking."
She told me to lift my bottom as she put the thick diaper under
me. Next she rubbed baby oil around my hard pen-is and finished
with baby powder. The diapers were incredibly thick as she pulled
them up and pinned them with large pink diaper pins. I found that
the bunched material in between my legs felt erotic.
After patting my diaper front, she started humming as she shook
out the plastic pants. "These are so wonderfully noisy," she
said. "They're Jim's favorite."
I should have asked then who Jim was, but I was too lost in my
fantasy world coming true that I didn't care about anything else
except being her baby girl. As she pulled the plastic pants over
my diaper I moaned with pleasure.
"Well, aren't we excited about being a little girl," she replied.
"You are so little and cute. These clothes are actually a little
big on you."
After that she stood me up and made me waddle around the room for
her. The diaper forced my legs apart and the plastic pants
rustled loudly. I could feel the wetness from my come.
"Let's finish getting you ready," said Sandy.
The next thirty minutes were dream-like as she continued to turn
me into a little girl. Sandy had a closet full of satin dresses
that were made to fit someone my size. She chose a pink dress for
me that, with the petticoat I also wore, was not long enough to
cover my diapered bottom. I was also forced to wear ruffled socks
with black little girl type shoes.
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