A visit to Nana's by kay3070

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 A visit to Nana's by kay3070. part 29
April 10, 2016

Hello again. Sorry for the wait but the start of day five is now ready, so here's the first two chapters. Pansy is right up to his neck in it once again as Nana is still very angry with him for his behaviour at Mrs Cartwright's so it looks like he's in for a real fun day.  ;)
 

 I had no idea what was coming but I seriously doubted that today was going to be any fun for me what so ever. Oh boy, was Nana still mad at me. I figured that she might have calmed down somewhat after the attention my bare bottom received last night. She certainly made good on her threat - so much so that my bottom was still purple and felt quite sore even with my nappy on. The whole ordeal went on for nearly two hours all told. Almost as soon as we had got back, Nana took off my nappy and plastic pants then followed that by removing the plug - but that was all she removed, the coc-k shaped dummy was left firmly strapped into my mouth. I was given a quick wash down there and then straight over Nana's knee where she pounded my bare bottom like never before. Blubbering like a small child, I was sent to stand in the corner with no pants on and the back of my dress tucked into it's waistband, putting my very red bottom on display. I hoped it was over at that point despite what she had said but no - after being left there for half an hour, I was dragged back to the sofa and put over Mary's knee for round two. It was then corner time again before going over Janis's knee for a final spanking. By the time they had finished I was happy to stand back in the corner as I didn't think I could have sat down anyway. Bath time didn't make things any better - as soon as my bottom cheeks touched that hot water I almost hit the ceiling! The only good part being that the humiliating dummy had been taken out at last. She kept her other threat too - after putting some cream on my bottom and putting me into a fresh nappy and plastic pants, I was sent to bed without any food. Okay, right at that moment my bottom was throbbing too much for me to care about eating but it did catch up with me through the night. By the time Nana unlocked my door and brought me down for breakfast, I was ravenous and not to mention thirsty - I wouldn't have cared if it was formula and a jar of baby food! I must say that I was surprised to find that Nana had cooked up our usual big breakfast and even more surprised when I was allowed three mugs of tea - "got to keep your strength up, you've a big day ahead of you" was all the explanation I got - a veiled threat if I ever heard one.
  After clearing away the utensils we headed back upstairs. As I turned to go into the bathroom Nana stopped me short.
"Where do you think you are going?"
"To get washed Nana."
"Not right at this minute you aren't - I've got some preparations to make and I'm going to put you where you can't cause me any trouble for a while."
Oh hell, this didn't sound good.
"I think you're forgetting what you were told yesterday and I haven't finished punishing you yet."
I started to panic, fearing another smacked bottom as well as whatever else she had in mind. Without realising it, I had moved my hands into a protective position behind me. Nana saw this, gave out an amused laugh and said:
 "Your bottom still sore is it?"
I meekly nodded my head but continued to cover my rear.
 "Good - you might learn something then. It's your own fault - you were told to behave but you had to act up at Mrs Cartwright's so you got what you deserved - maybe you'll listen next time. There's no need to stand like that - it's not a spanking you are getting. Oh no, nothing so simple...you're going into the naughty baby cupboard!"
Into the what??? I didn't have time to contemplate it as Nana grabbed my arm and dragged me into the bedroom. Without another word she pulled down my plastic pants and unpinned my nappy, leaving me standing there completely naked as she began to rummage through the drawers. Finding whatever she was looking for, she turned back to me.
 "I'll bet you're wondering what I'm talking about - well you'll soon see but first we have to dress you appropriately for your punishment and that means one of these..."
Nana held up what was definitely a nappy but not a type that I had ever seen before. Not only was it much thicker than normal but the inside was made of a light brown material. She laid it out on the bed then pointed to the odd looking lining and asked:
"Do you know what this is?"
I shook my head in bewilderment, the only thing I could see was that the material looked quite rough.
 "It's Hessian...and if you don't know what that is then think of sack cloth. Now won't that feel lovely next to your skin...if you thought those Christmas sweaters your Mother made you wear were uncomfortable then that will have nothing on this. Come on...get into position!"
So that was the idea! My skin almost started itching at just the memory of those horrendous Christmas sweaters so I already knew that this was not going to be fun. I must have hesitated a few seconds too long because before I knew it Nana had marched over to me, grabbed my shoulder bending me forward and delivered six incredibly sharp slaps across my bare bottom. I screamed out loud as her hand struck my already inflamed skin and ended up dancing from one foot to the other as though that would lessen the pain.
"There! now lay down on that nappy...and don't let me have to tell you again!!!"
Fighting back tears, I quickly did as I was told - I wasn't sure my bottom could take anymore spanking and certainly didn't want to find out. I lowered myself gently down onto the folded triangle but the second my rear end touched the rough material it began to prickle slightly. However, it wasn't any where near as nasty as I expected - if this was the extent of it then I didn't think it was going to be that bad. Nana folded the nappy around me, pinning it on just as tightly as Mrs Cartwright had the day before. That done, she returned to the chest of drawers.
"Now, you are well used to the soft vinyl plastic pants you normally wear but today I think we'll need some good old fashioned thick rubber pants...here we are."
Once again Nana held up her find for me to see. They were certainly a little different alright. The material was quite a bit thicker then any I had seen before - so much so that although they were meant to be semi transparent, it was quite hard to see through the rubber. They even looked old fashioned as the material was a strange off yellow colour - almost the same shade as pee - very appropriate I suppose. I noticed straight away that the hems at the waist and leg holes were over an inch wide and very tightly elasticated. Nana put my feet through one by one then pulled them up to my knees. Now familiar with the ritual, I stood up so she could tug them the rest of the way up. As they were settled into place I knew what I had surmised about the hems was correct because they gripped much tighter than normal around my waist and legs. Nana followed this with my usual lace topped ankle socks and buckled my feet into my pink patent leather Mary Janes. I watched her open the wardrobe door and wondered exactly what little dress I would be wearing today but ended up quite surprised when she pulled out a very girly top - made from baby pink satin of course! It was no longer than a short Tee shirt but you certainly wouldn't want to wear one of these on sports day. Although similar in shape, it had short puffed sleeves that ended with lacy frills, the crew neck had a small white lace collar and fastened with three buttons at the back.
 "Arms up"
I did as instructed so Nana could drop the garment over my head, pulling it down to it's full length. Instead of a standard hem at the bottom, it had a slightly elasticated waist line that then finished off with a two inch gathered frill that splayed out all the way around. Even from this angle I could see that it barely covered the top of my rubber pants. Nana fastened the buttons at the back bringing the close fitting little collar into place.
 "Right, we'd better have one of these to keep you quiet."
Even though Nana held up the dreaded strap-in dummy, I have to say that I was relieved to find it was a regular shaped one - I had just about enough of having that damned rubber coc-k in my mouth and not wanting to give her an excuse to use it, I dutifully opened my lips so she could pop the dummy in. No sooner had it been buckled around my head then the usual pink satin frilly brimmed bonnet was added to my ensemble.
"I think that will do for now...don't think that this is your outfit for the day - oh no my lad, you don't even want to imagine the dress you'll be going out in this afternoon..."
Going out!!! - Aw hell, not again.
"That made you look up didn't it! Oh yes, we're going to take you right into the centre of town but I won't tell you any more than that - you'll just have to wait to find out."
I'm sure my dummy would have fallen out of my mouth if it were indeed possible at this revelation. Did Nana mean right onto the High Street? I shuddered to think and realised that right at this second, I was probably better off not knowing. Still, I couldn't stop my mind from dwelling on the possibilities - obviously the exact reason Nana had mentioned it.
"But, that's for later...as for now, it's time you went into the naughty baby cupboard...move yourself!"

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 A visit to Nana's. part 30
April 10, 2016

Nana took hold of the top of my arm and marched me out of the bedroom and along the landing. As soon as we started to move I began to realise that this nappy was going to be more uncomfortable then I had first thought - it was definitely reminiscent of those old scratchy Christmas sweaters but in a much more sensitive area then they had ever touched.
 We stopped in front of a small door on the opposite side to the bathroom - I can't say that I'd taken much notice of it before, figuring it was just for storage. Nana opened the door to reveal a small space about the size of a broom closet, but it certainly didn't hold any household utensils. In fact the only things in there were two strong metal handles - a little like towel racks - bolted into the walls at waist height on either side.
"In you get...that's it, now turn to face me and hold your arms next to the wall fixings."
I did as she said, holding my arms out at what would be about a thirty degree angle so my wrists touched the metal work. With expert ease, Nana lashed first one wrist then the other with white silken rope to the handles. Held fast, I shuffled my feet to get the best position as Nana stepped back and said:
"Not quite done yet, I'll just be a minute."
As she disappeared from sight I looked up to see that the only other thing in this enclosed space was a rather large bare light bulb in one of those sockets that attach directly to the ceiling. I guess this was a kind of storage cupboard alright but the only thing it was designed to store was me! Nana returned very quickly carrying a long white satin sash over an inch wide. She knelt down in front of me and reached around the back of my legs, feeding the sash to both hands.
"Close your legs together."
Not quite as easy as you would imagine as I'd been keeping my legs a little apart to offset the balance of my tied arms. The second I stepped inwards, I felt the pull on my entire upper body and knew that this was going to be anything but just standing still. Nana wound the sash around my legs, effectively mummifying them from just above the knee to mid-calf then securing it with a tight knot at the front. She tugged on it a couple of time to make sure there was no slack then stood back up.
"Not going anywhere now are you?...and you won't be for the rest of the morning. Like I said, I've got some things to attend to so you'll just have to stay in here until I'm good and ready to let you out. I'd tell you to think on how naughty you've been but you might just have a little trouble concentrating with that nappy on."
With those last slightly puzzling words, she began to shut the door. Just as I was being closed into the darkness, she must have pressed a switch outside the cupboard because I was suddenly bathed in extremely bright light. My god...that damn bulb must have been at least 150 watts and I'd say that that was a conservative estimate. It took a minute or so for my eyes to adjust, leaving me to hear the thud of the door and Nana's footsteps receding down the hall way. When I looked up, I was startled to be confronted by my own reflection - the entire inner surface of the door was one huge mirror. The only break in it's surface was a paper sign just above head height that read:
JUST LOOK AT YOURSELF YOU NAUGHTY LITTLE SISSY.
Didn't have a lot of choice in that now did I? I tried flicking my eyes to the left or the right but even so, my sissified appearance was still in my line of sight. At first, the only thing going through my mind was nightmarish imaginings of what could be happening later in the day but it didn't take long before my foremost thought was that these rubber pants were getting very hot. I could feel myself begin to sweat in my nappy and that's when my problems truly began - what had been an uncomfortable prickly sensation from the rough lining suddenly stated to change into an itching. Mildly irritating at first but within what seemed a short space of time, it began to not only build but spread. My groin was early focal point, causing me to attempt to pull my pelvis backward but with my nappy pinned on so tightly, I got no relief - in fact, all I got for my troubles was that the itching then crept around and ran across my bottom cheeks - which certainly wasn't very welcome after the amount of spanking I'd suffered. Although my movement was severely limited, it still didn't stop me from wriggling about but nothing could arrest this intolerable irritation. I couldn't do anything but stand there, making noises of discomfort from behind my dummy whilst having to watch myself squirm.
  Suddenly, a sound caught my ears and listened as foot steps came up the hallway. Thank god for that - Nana was coming to let me out. I stared at the door knob in anticipation, waiting for it to begin to turn but instead I was plunged into darkness. My heart dropped as I heard Nana walk away and realised that my confinement was far from over. Deprived of sight, the itching seemed to get worse as there was not a single other thing to concentrate on. It felt like a thousand tiny insects were scurrying over every inch of skin inside my nappy and no amount of writhing would stop their insane dance. Then, with no warning, a very familiar sensation hit me - a full bladder! The memory of those three large mugs of tea blossomed in my mind - oh well played Nana, I walked straight into that one now didn't I. That was all I needed, I was now suffering two different forms of irritation - one on the outside and one from within! But what would happen if I did let go and wet myself? Well I figured that it couldn't really get any worse and I'd be rid of one damn problem at least. I made up my mind, relaxed my muscles and let the wee come flooding out into my nappy. For a few seconds, I did experience that blissful relief of emptying ones bladder but it was incredibly short lived. As soon as the hessian lining became soaked the itching went mad. Christ! - I'd never been so wrong about anything in my life. Those insane insects where now running around wearing boots that were set on fire. I couldn't say which area was worse - my bald bits at the front or my recently battered bottom. Lost to all sense of time there was nothing I could do but bite down on my dummy and prey that Nana would return any minute.
  After an unbearable eternity, I picked up the sound of someone outside the door. Just as I could hear the knob beginning to turn, the powerful bulb was switched back on, flooding the room with intense light. I quickly squeezed my eyes shut to prevent being blinded. A rush of cooler air flowed into the little closet and after a few seconds I gently opened my eyelids, pointing my pupils at the floor until they adjusted. A pair of feet came into my vision but even at first glance it was obvious that they didn't belong to Nana. Whilst Nana wasn't especially large, these were the small feet and slim ankles of somebody much younger. I took in the white leather shoes with a two inch wide heel and slowly began to move my vision upward but only slowly because of the over bearing light. My eyes passed long slim legs that were encased in pure white stockings - the fact that they were actually stockings and not panty-hose was confirmed when I noticed the stocking tops with the suspender clips just peaking out from the hem line of a very short skirt. That skirt turned out to be the bottom of a dress - but not just any average dress - it was a very tight fitting nurses uniform made from white shiny PVC, belted around the waist and with a red cross just under a very low cut bust, which in turn displayed the lovely cleavage of pert young breasts. Either side of her chest was framed by long blonde hair that spilled loose onto her shoulders. I blinked a couple of times to fully clear my vision and got the shock of my life as I staring straight into the beautiful face of Angela Fitzgerald!!!

to be continued...

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 A visit to Nana's. part 31
April 25, 2016

Hello again! Another two chapters ready so here they are, sorry if I've kept you waiting. It will be back to the usual kind of punishment and humiliation for little Pansy now Nana is about to retrieve him from the naughty baby cupboard...but first: Just what is Angela doing there??? Answers coming up right now...

(Just a quick note as a reminder that Angela has appeared in the story earlier on - as well as her very appealing entrance in the last part, she originally appeared way back in chapter 6.)
Many thanks for reading!  :)

 Angela! - what the hell was she doing here and especially dressed like that? Not that I was complaining mind you, she looked so sexy that I almost forgot about this horrendous nappy. What a vision of beauty - right from those long nylon covered legs up to the little white nurses hat with the red cross perched on top of her masses of wavy blonde hair. It took me all of about three seconds to remember exactly what I must look like to her, causing my cheeks to burn with embarrassment. That she saw straight away, causing her pearly smile to widen. I hadn't even noticed Nana stood behind her shoulder until she spoke.
 "Now there's a surprise for you little Pansy."
Truer words were never spoken! At hearing the last two words, Angela turned towards Nana with an amused but curious look on her face.
 "Little Pansy???"
 "Did I forget to tell you...that's what he's called now."
 "Oh, that's just precious!" Angela blurted out and followed with a giggle. She turned back to me, bent forward so her face was inches from mine and said:
 "Has wikkle Pansy been a naughty wikkle baby den?" and continued to giggle. For once I was pleased to have that dummy strapped in my mouth as I really didn't want to answer that one - unfortunately, Nana did it for me.
 "Yes he has indeed! - that's why he's in the naughty baby cupboard. Not only did he misbehave at Mrs Cartwright's yesterday but to top it all he even c-um in his nappy."
 That made Angela jerk her head round real fast.
 "What!!!...you're joking surely?"
 "Not at all deary, he got so excited suc-king Annie's titties that he just laid there and spurted his little load into his nappy."
Angela managed to choke out an "Oh my god" before falling apart on the spot. She was laughing so hard that she had to back out of the door way and lean on the wall. That made Nana smile, her humiliation of me had achieved the exact results she must have wanted.
"Right, let's see to you my lad, you look a right state."
You're not kidding! This damned nappy was still driving me mad. Thankfully, Nana stepped into the cupboard and began to remove my bonds. She unwrapped my legs quite quickly but then had to struggle a bit with one of the knots on my wrists. Knowing I was seconds away from being free didn't make the irritation in my nappy any better - in fact it seemed to heighten the itching with anticipation, causing me to speed up my little dance.
 "Hold your horses, you'll be free in a minute! That nappy getting uncomfortable is it? - good, it's supposed to! I know it's unpleasant and a little more than you are used to but you deserved something more than a spanking. Perhaps you'll learn to do as you are told next time."
Nana suddenly stopped what she was doing and said:
"Hang on..."
She reached down and patted the front of my nappy through the thick rubber pants.
"Ah, you've wet yourself as well...no wonder you're doing a fine dance. Serves you right for guzzling so much tea, you greedy baby."
Come on Nana - moan at me later but please let me out of this bloody hole! That she did, finally getting the tricky knot undone. She gathered up the bindings, draping them over one arm whilst taking hold of me with the other. As we emerged from the confines of the closet, I flicked my eyes towards Angela who was still stood by the wall. She took one look at my bright red, dummy gagged face and burst out laughing all over again. Nana halted and made me stand there until Angela had regained most of her composure. Still chuckling lightly, she spoke through a wide smile.
 "I'm sorry Nana...I couldn't help it. He just looks so pathetic and then when you said he'd wet himself..."
 "Don't you worry about it lovey, you laugh at him all you want - it's what little sissies are for."
With that added insult to my pride we set off again and headed straight into my bedroom. We stopped in front of the bed so Nana could unbuckle my dummy. The leather of the straps was almost stuck to my face through the amount of sweating I had done and I had dribble on my chin. Nana took out a tissue to mop my lips. As she re-tied my bonnet she asked:
 "Now, have you learnt your lesson?"
 "Yes Nana!" I blurted out most eagerly - I was hardly likely to say no now was I? Mind you, I'd have said yes to just about anything at that moment if it meant getting that nappy off.
 "You'd better have my lad. Mrs Cartwright told me that she explained all about punishment and reward to you, so you just think on this - just because you are now subject to full time petticoat discipline, it doesn't mean that things can't get one hell of a lot worse for you...do you understand?"
 "Yes Nana, I do."
 "Fair enough then...let's get this nasty nappy off you, climb onto the bed."
Hallelujah! I didn't need telling twice. I crawled up onto the large sheet that was laid over the top, the rustling noise that came from it told me that it was plastic backed. I settled myself down right in the centre, ready to be finally free of this awful hessian monstrosity. Nana surprised me by moving around to the side of the bed and grabbing my arm.
 "Taking these nappies off and cleaning up isn't quite as pleasant as you might think so I'm going to make sure you won't start wriggling about."
With that said, she expertly tied both my arms with the silken rope to the top bed legs then stood back.
"Okay, I'm going to need to keep your legs free but mark my words...you kick so much as once and not only will this nappy go straight back on but you'll have two suppositories up your bottom as well, then you'll go back in the cupboard.
I quickly nodded my understanding, knowing that it was no idle threat. Nana seemed pleased with that but instead of starting to remove everything, she went and stuck her head around the door.
 "Don't stand out there Angela...come on in, you'll want to see this."
Oh Christ no! I'd figured Nana had brought me in here to sort this herself, not take off my nappy in front of Angela - no wonder she tied me down. Angela almost ran into the room, I didn't have to look at her face to see the excited smile across it.
 "Oooo! this is going to be fun. Where do you want me?"
 "Just stand there and watch for now deary but once his nappy is off please wheel over that little trolley from the corner."
 "Okay, no problem."
Nana smiled at Angela then got started on me. She took off my shoes and socks, placing the shoes on the floor but the socks went into a wash basket that was down the side of the bed. She reached forward and rolled up my frilly top right up to the bottom of my chest. Taking hold of the waist band, she tugged the old fashioned rubber pants down my legs - they were pulled over my feet and followed the socks into the basket. Leaning forward once more, Nana undid and removed my nappy pins, taking care to place them on the dresser behind her. As she turned back I started to shrink inside - my modesty was about to be uncovered. Okay, I'd had my nappy taken off in public before but never in front of anyone I had known and certainly not in front of a girl that I'd had a crush on for ages. I felt my face burn an even brighter shade of red as Nana peeled away the soggy material, exposing everything I had to our beautiful guest - even so, it felt damn good as the cool air hit my damp skin. Nana pulled the nappy away from under me and dumped it into a bucket, placing a lid on top. She then turned back and began to inspect me.
 "My, you are a little red all around your bits - not quite a rash yet but it would have been had I left you in there much longer. Mind you, wetting yourself didn't help...better get you cleaned up. The trolley please Angela."
Angela stood there for a second, still smiling down at my exposed coc-k then looked up.
"What?...Oh...yes...sorry" She gave a little giggle at herself then added:
"It's just that...where's his pubic hair?"
"He's had that taken away, just as the rest of his body hair. Being the little sissy boy he is, it wouldn't do to have all that manly hair all over his body - wouldn't look right with all his pretty baby clothes."
"Definitely not" agreed Angela "It just looks so cute though - like a little boy's willy."
"That's the idea" smiled Nana as Angela wheeled over the small hostess trolley. I could see that it had a bowl of soapy water and a sponge on the top. Nana dipped the sponge into the bowl, squeezed out the excess water and turned to me.
"Right little Pansy pee pants, prepare yourself." she said loudly, prompting another laugh from Angela. Prepare myself for what??? - getting a wash? I mean, my coc-k was already on display, how was wiping it with a damp sponge going to make things any worse?...

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Waaaaaaaahhhhh! I actually cried out loud as the warm water touched my tender privates - it stung like crazy. Thoughts sprung into my head of the night before when I'd had to lower my well spanked bottom into a hot bath - that wasn't much fun either!
 "Stop it Pansy! it's only a little hot water you big baby. Carry on making a noise like that and I'll strap your dummy back in!"
 "Sorry Nana."
 "I should think so. Now, legs up - let's wash your bottom."
With as little speed as I could get away with, I brought my legs together and raised them to a vertical position. Nana gripped my right ankle then paused.
 "Could you take his other leg please Angela?"
 "Sure." Angela jumped to her task with great enthusiasm.
 "Right, lift him up."
They both tugged in unison, lifting my bottom square off the protective sheet. Whilst keeping a firm hold, Nana effortlessly wiped all around my rear end. It wasn't much more pleasant than the front but seeing as I'd got over the initial shock, I didn't make a sound, just gritted my teeth until she was done. Passing both legs now to Angela, she retrieved a soft towel from the trolley and gently patted me dry.
 "You can let him go now dear."
Angela took her hands away and I lowered my legs back down onto the bed. Nana made sure there was no damp left around the front and then stood back.
 "That's that done - you'll still need a proper bath before we dress you up for this afternoon but seeing as you wet your nappy then that had to be done straight away - plus the fact that I don't want pee soaked sissies in my bath, the rest of us have to use it you know. Think yourself lucky that you only wet yourself otherwise you'd have been cleaned up in the back yard."
Nana let that one sink in for a minute then continued:
 "Still, there's another hour before we need to take care of that so I think it best if we get some cream onto your bits - just to cool things down."
I must admit that the stinging had receded down by a great percentage already but anything else that could help, I would gratefully accept. Nana reached into a drawer for the cream but was halted by Angela.
 "Ermmm...could I do that?"
 "If you're sure Angela?"
 "Oh yes, I'd like to" Angela replied with a slight blush to her cheeks.
Nana gave her a knowing smile and said:
"In that case, by all means my lovely. That would be helpful actually, gives me a bit of free time to get his clothes ready - Mary and Janis will be here soon so come down once you've done for a cuppa - just leave him where he is, he can't get into any trouble. Oh, and don't forget to put on a pair of latex gloves if you are touching that" Nana pointed straight down at my coc-k. Still blushing a little Angela replied:
"Yes of course Nana, thank you."
Nana nodded warmly to the pretty girl, turned and left the room. Here was my chance to talk to Angela and find out what exactly was going on.
 "Angela, I don't mean to sound awful but what on Earth are you doing here?"
 "Well, I'm about to rub some soothing cream onto your coc-k."
Not knowing exactly how to respond to that, I just laid there with a shocked look on my face. Angela saw this and gave a cheeky laugh.
"Couldn't resist that one. I take it you mean why am I here doing all this..."
I just nodded dumbly.
"Okay then. I guess it began after Nana had brought you to the cafe the day before yesterday - once you had gone, I couldn't stop thinking about it. You just looked so cute in your nappy and all your frillies... and you were so embarrassed. That's what stuck with me - the humiliation you were suffering. Then I started thinking about what it would be like to do that to you and be in the position Nana is. I have to admit, by the time I went to bed I was becoming turned on by the idea. I knew for definite that's where my thoughts were heading when Nana emailed me those pictures of you the next morning."
That made my head jerk up off the pillow.
 "Nana sent you photos???"
 "Yes, a whole load of them actually."
Oh Christ! with it not being mentioned since that day, I'd hoped Nana had forgot about it - I should have know better! I just hope it was only Angela she sent some too.
 "Oh don't look like that - I loved them. Especially the ones in the park when wikkle Pansy got a smacked botty!"
Angela giggled once again as my cheeks burned crimson at the memory of that first public spanking.
 "Any way, I saw the opportunity to ask her all about it and emailed her back. She replied straight away, inviting me round for a chat. I came round immediately and whilst you were at Mrs Cartwright's, Nana took the time to tell me of petticoat punishment...and of course filled me in on your whole situation. She said that she was more than willing to bring me into the circle if I wanted to give it a try so I agreed...and here we are!"
 She smiled and gave a little twirl, revealing even more of her stocking tops. As she came back around, she stopped still and stared into my eyes.
 "You do like me being here to help take care of you don't you?"
 I nodded very vigorously whilst mumbling "Yes Angela, I do". A big smile light up her face.
 "I thought so...I did notice those little glances you kept giving me in class, but when you didn't say anything I thought that's all they were. That doesn't matter any more though, I've got you right where I want you now. We'll be seeing lots of each other...but instead of going out on dates, I'll be able to dress you in your frilly baby clothes and humiliate you...won't it be fun!!!"
I couldn't believe this! - I finally find out that I can be with the girl of my dreams and she wants to treat me as Nana does! And she was about to touch me! - I can't tell you the amount of times I'd fantasized about this girl putting her hands inside my pants and now it was finally happening I was tied to a bed wearing babies clothes and suc-king a dummy! Mind you, I can't say that it didn't just fit in perfectly with this whole week - a few days ago, I'd never have dreamed that my life would come to all this.
 "Right then, that's enough talk - I think it's time your dummy went back in."
With a renewed air of authority Angela walked around the bed, took out a regular dummy from the side cabinet and popped it into my mouth. She returned to the dresser to select a pair of latex gloves from the little box on the top. As I watched in silence she seductively stretched a powdered glove onto each hand and then took up the tube of cream, squirting some into her right palm. I almost held my breath as she bent forward and began to massage it all around between my legs. She slowly spread it across the tops of my thighs and very gently rubbed it into my scrotum but made sure she didn't actually touch my coc-k, only teased me by going right near it. I knew that she was going to though and the anticipation built up with every second. I was eventually rewarded when she squirted a dollop of cream right onto the base and began to rub. Once it was covered she gripped the shaft and started moving her hand up and down whilst lightly kneading with her fingers. I gasped with the sensation - it was so intense. The tenderness of my skin just made it all the more sensitive. With the last of the pain changed to pleasure, I found I was writhing to the motion of her hand.
 "You like that don't you, you naughty baby."
 "Oh...oh yes Angela" I managed to gasp out around my dummy, my coc-k now fully erect under her playful fingers.
 "No no! you must call me Nanny Angela, okay?"
 "Y-yes Nanny Angela" I readily agreed, my breath coming in short and fast. I was happy to call her anything she wanted just so long as she didn't stop.
 "Yes, you really do like that, I think you're going to c-um. Would wikkle Pansy like Nanny Angela to make his sissy coc-k go spurties?"
 "Yes Nanny Angela...p-please."
 "Ask me properly then..."
Bucking and writhing, I wasted no time in choking out:
 "Please make my sissy coc-k go spurties Nanny Angela."
 Alright then, I will this time but only because I want you to...after all, I already know that you are only supposed to c-um in your nappy."
 She quickened her pace, causing me to close my eyes in ecstasy. Within less than a minute, I could feel the high flying sensation of my climax rushing forward. I spread my shaking legs a little wider on the bed and pushed up with my hips as hot c-um exploded from the tip of my coc-k. I was moaning for all I was worth with the caress of her fingers pumping every last drop until there was no more to give. She slowed down her motion then let go, leaving me to slump back down gasping for air. I opened my eyes to find her smiling down at me.
 "There, wasn't that a nice treat for such a sissy boy. You did do a lot of spurties didn't you? - Look, Nanny's glove has more cream on it now then when she started."
 She held out her hand so that I could get a good look at my own juices spread all over her palm then quickly stripped off the gloves and giggled to herself whilst dumping them in the bin. She pulled out a wad of tissues and mopped up my c-um from where it had pooled on my lower belly.
 "What a messy little baby you are, you're definitely going to need that bath." She stood back up but surprised me by walking around to the head of the bed instead of moving towards the bin. She reached forward and plucked out my dummy then proceeded to wipe the teat into the middle of the tissues before shoving it back in my mouth. I pulled a face as the saltiness of my own c-um touched my tongue. Angela gave that very amused but cruel edged smile.
 "There, now you know the taste us girls have to put up with."
I swallowed to try to clear it out and wished I hadn't, it's unsavoury flavour now coated my throat. My face screwed up even more causing Angela to mock me once again.
 "Awwwww! Does wikkle Pansy not like his c-ummy dummy?"
I didn't bother to answer - not that it mattered, Angela was too busy laughing anyway. She headed back around the bed, dropping the soggy tissues in the bin on the way.
 "Right, I'll just go down and let Nana know that I'll take care of your bath, I'm sure she won't mind. You just lie there and enjoy that dummy - I'll be back in a tick."
 With that she exited the room, leaving me with nothing to do but stare up at the ceiling wishing I could  get the taste of my own c-um from out of my mouth.

to be continued...

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 A visit to Nana's. part 33
May 10, 2016

Hi everybody! Next chapter ready so it's time to post it. This is a bit longer so I've had to put it up in three parts. We rejoin Pansy exactly where Angela left him - tied to the bed. But that is about to change as the two devious ladies are going to dress him up for his day out and if he thinks that he's been made to wear some embarrassing outfits before then he's in for a shock...and that's not the only humiliation he'll have to suffer.
 Thanks for reading!  :)

 Angela wasn't exactly back in a tick - I guess she stayed downstairs for that cup of tea after all. The whole time she was gone all I could hear was Nana speaking and Angela laughing her head off - no doubt she was being informed of every humiliation I'd suffered so far this week - thanks Nana!
My suspicions were confirmed as soon as Angela returned - the second she came through the door, she wasted no time in telling me.
 "I've been hearing all about your punishments!" she broke into a giggle before continuing "Oh, I wish I could have been there - it sounded like so much fun. I can't wait to do such humiliating things to you." she clapped her hands with joy, almost giddy with the thoughts of it all. The only thought in my mind was "Why me!!!"
 "Okay, Nana's running your bath so I'd better get you ready."
She moved around the bed untying both arms. That now familiar ache had just started to creep in so it felt good to stretch them out as I sat up. I shuffled my naked bottom across the cover sheet intending to stand straight up but as I got to the edge, Angela stopped me.
 "One moment Pansy, I have to take out your dummy."
Yes, I still had the foul tasting thing in my mouth - sure, I could have spit it out the moment she had left but I didn't fancy the retribution it would cause. Angela reached out and gently removed the teat from behind my lips.
 "There we are, I'll bet you had a lovely time suc-king away on it. Aren't you going to say thank you for your c-ummy dummy?"
 "Thank you for my c-ummy dummy Nanny Angela."
 "That's okay little baby - I'll make sure that you have one every time you go spurties, even when you do it in your nappy."
Oh great! Another favourite pastime to look forward to - Angela was becoming more inventive by the minute and it was me that was going to suffer for it. I was brought back from my self pity when Angela said sharply:
"Come on, stand up"
I instantly obeyed, standing still whilst she untied my bonnet and dropped it into the wash basket. She turned me around so she could undo the buttons then raised my little pink top up. I put my arms out in front so she could lift it over my head and away, leaving me completely naked. She looked me up and down, gave a big grin and then lead me off to the bathroom where Nana was waiting.
 Nana complimented Angela on getting me ready but said nothing to me except "Get yourself in" whilst pointing at the bath. I feared that my groin would started stinging as soon as I climbed into the foamy water but the cream had certainly done it's job - aside from the prickle of a little sensitivity, I felt nothing else thankfully. Bath time was over quite quickly - Nana took charge, washing me from top to bottom - all the while giving an loud commentary on which parts to make sure were thoroughly scrubbed. I doubted it was truly for Angela's benefit, more likely just to embarrass me whilst I was sat there being manhandled. Within less then ten minutes, I was out of the bath, patted dry with soft towels, powdered and led back out of the room.
 "Right, into my bedroom - I've got all your clothes for the day in there" Nana Instructed as we marched down the landing. We entered the room and as always, a huge nappy sat on the bed waiting for me - I didn't even hesitate anymore, just laid myself down right in the centre of it.
 "Have you had any experience at all with terry nappies Angela?" Nana enquired of the pretty girl.
 "Ermmm..no, not really."
 "That's alright lovey, plenty of time to learn but for today, I'd better take care of it. You can put on his plastic pants if you like."
 "Oooo! yes please."
Nana smiled at her enthusiasm then turned back and expertly pinned me into the bulky nappy, pulling it round nice and tightly before securing it with large pink headed pins. She then fetched the usual pink semi see through plastic pants and handed them to Angela. The young woman shook them out, smiling at the loud noise they made before bending down and slipping them over my feet. I automatically got off the bed and stood as Angela drew them all the way up and over my nappy. Nana finished it off with a little tucking, all the while giving pointers to Angela before announcing:
 "We're going to need some very big frilly panties today."
She wasn't kidding! I looked aghast at what she held out - they were even bigger than the panties I had been made to wear to Mrs Cartwright's. In contrast, Angela gave out a very happy giggle at the sight of them. Once again, they made that incredibly loud crackling with even the slightest movement, giving away the fact that they were fully lined with plastic, but these ones were much more fanciful then the last - I could only just see that they were made of pink satin through the masses of white lace frills that went in several rows all around the back and front. To make things worse, every row had many little pink satin bows sown directly onto the ruffles with a set of larger bows going down the front centre of each one. Straight up from there, there were two small edged holes in the waistband with two ends of chrome chain hanging out - Oh no! they were lockable! - Then Nana turned them around... the first thing I saw was that I had been mistaken in thinking that the frills completely covered the panties because right in the centre, directly over where the middle of my bottom would fit was a lace edged white heart with the words "little sissy smacked bottom" embroidered in bright pink letters.
 She held the humiliating garment out and I reluctantly stepped into the elasticated leg holes. With much crinkling, they were pulled up - my face burning scarlet as they were settled over my nappy and plastic pants - their frilliness was bad enough but to have to walk around with those words displayed across my rear just made it all the more embarrassing. Nana picked up a small brass padlock and after adjusting the chains, clasped it shut - locking me in.
 "Are we all ready for the dress?" Nana asked as she went over and opened the wardrobe. The moment she pulled it out, Angela gave a squeal of delight and I could have just died on the spot - never in my life could I have imagined such a terrifying thing to wear - the only piece of clothing I had ever seen that was even similar was the one Mr Cartwright had been put into but that now seemed plain in comparison to this. For a start, it was short - too bloody short! I don't think that it would have come down any lower than the little pink top I'd been made to wear earlier. The whole dress was a mass of pink liquid satin and white lace. It was high necked with very full collar at the top - the tips of the collars were quite long and edged with white lace. Between these was the floppiest bow that you have ever seen - so big that it would hang down to the middle of my chest. It had an incredibly short bodice coming down only about four inches then it went into layer upon layer of fully gathered ruffles, each one over two inch deep. It started with a huge Pink satin one, which was followed by an equally big white lace layer and so it went on, all the way down. The only difference being that each layer was wider then the last, making the dress almost triangular from that point - so much so that it must have stood out three foot across the bottom. The huge puffed sleeves were no different with the same layers starting at the shoulder and going down to a fully elasticated grip at mid-bicep. The cuffs were edged with more white lace and a pink bow on each one with a satin rose in the centre. Once again, Nana turned the garment around - the back was little different to the front except for the small zip that went from the split collar to the top ruffle. I noticed immediately that the zip had a small ring on it's tip that was perfectly aligned with two D-rings held at either side by sturdy tabs making it lockable. Just as I expected to be imprisoned in it's frothy folds, Nana surprised me by hanging it on the wardrobe door.
 "We'll need one of these first, the dress is too heavy to stay buoyant on it's own."
She reached back into the wardrobe and pulled out a full but just as short petticoat. The top part was made of white satin and fitted over the shoulders like a sleeveless vest with a slightly scooped neckline. From just below mid chest, the satin gave way to a multi-layered organza petticoat - it must have had twelve layers on top of each other, spilling out wider as it went down in order to hold the dress out to it's maximum width. The hem of each layer was done in a frou frou style to create even more buoyancy once it was all put together. The only really odd thing I noticed about it was that there were two properly edged holes right where my nipples would be. Angela obviously saw this too and asked:
 "Are those holes for what I think they are?"
 "You mean having access to his nipples?...yes - I'll explain all once we're done."
 "Okay, cool."
With no more than that, Nana returned her attention to my dressing...

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She took the petticoat off it's hanger and gathered it up, holding it out for me. I slipped my arms through and she pulled it over my head - dropping it down and then fluffing it out for it's full effect. She then retrieved the dress, undid the short zip and we did the same. This was a little more difficult as she struggled to get it correctly over the masses of petticoat. Once it was down, I had to stand a minute or two of pulling and preening for it to sit exactly right. Finally, when Nana was happy with it, she zipped it up and locked together the three rings with another brass padlock. Christ! she wasn't kidding about the weight - although the dress looked like it floated around me, it was actually quite heavy to wear. I also found that it wasn't too handy to have my arms by my sides - the dress stuck out so far that if I put my arms next to my body then it shot out at the back and front, lifting up even more - not that it covered my frilly panties to begin with. I decided to hold my arms across my middle for safety's sake. As Nana moved off to get whatever was coming next, Angela was straight in.
 "Oh my god, you look so cute!" she said and began to fluff the dress up even more, almost bouncing with excitement.
 "Wait until you see the whole outfit." replied Nana "I think we'll take care of his legs next...before showing him the new surprise we have."
What the hell did that mean? I could only guess that it meant some new bonnet - after all, what else was left?
 "Now, this dress is far too pretty to wear socks with but these will be perfect..."
Nana took a small cardboard packet out of the drawer. She quickly opened it, lifting it's contents then shaking them out to reveal a pair of white nylon lace top stockings.
 "Won't he need suspenders with those?"
 "No Angela, not with these - they are hold-ups. A garter belt can be a nice addition but they do get in the way when changing nappies."
 "Ah...yes - sorry, I didn't think of that."
 "Don't apologise deary, you ask as many questions as you want."
 "Okay, thanks."
Nana nodded in return as she rolled the stockings, ready to encase my legs within them. Once she was done, she bent slightly and held one between both hands awaiting my foot. I placed my arm on Nana's shoulder for balance as I raised my right leg. Nana slipped the stocking over, gently rolling it up my leg until it's fancy top reached my thigh. As it was settled in place, I saw that there was also a tiny pink bow right in the centre of the lace. That leg went down and the same action was repeated with my left. As I stood back up, Nana brushed past me and headed for the door.
 "I'm just going to fetch his new things, would you like to put his shoes on please Angela?"
 "Of course!"
Angela brought my pink patent leather Mary Janes over from the rack and placed them on the floor in front of me.
 "Sit down then little Pansy so Nanny Angela can put you into your pretty shoes" she cooed at me in a very childish manner. I did as she asked - which wasn't the easiest thing in this dress - and waited patiently as Angela slipped them onto my feet and buckled them up. Just as she finished with the last strap, Nana appeared carrying two boxes - both were round like hat boxes which left me puzzled because only one could contain a bonnet. Nana set down one and turned to me.
 "Well Pansy, we have a special surprise for you today...something you've not worn before but it will go perfectly with your outfit and make you look a proper little sissy."
 Nana placed the box next to me on the bed, took off the lid and slowly held up her latest purchase. I almost groaned out loud as she hovered it right in front of me - it was a shoulder length blonde wig on a polystyrene head. Any wig would have been bad enough but the style this one was in just made it that much worse. The top and fringe was very bouncy with a side parting to keep the wearer's face in clear view but from just above where the ears would be, it spilled down into tight sausage curls all the way round. My displeasure must have been all too obvious.
 "Just look at his face!" Nana laughed, of course Angela had to join in:
 "What's the matter Pansy...don't you want to look pretty for your big day out?"
I just sat there in sullen silence, not really trusting myself to speak. Still, Nana continued:
 "Doesn't matter what 'he' wants...he's wearing it and that's that!"
They both chuckled on for another minute or so before Nana took it away from my face, placing it on the dresser. She picked up a stiff brush and began to pull it through my hair, flattening it backwards before spraying some perfumed concoction on it to keep it down. She then lifted the wig from it's stand and took her time getting it into the correct position on my head. She brushed the bangs aside then reached around the back and drew it's length forward so he ringlets would spill out onto my shoulders. Once she had gotten it to her satisfaction, she turned back to the other box.
 "Now for a bonnet to match."
For the first time ever, I was somewhat glad to be made to wear one - at least it would cover this horrible wig...or so I thought. As soon as it was lifted from the box, I realised just how mistaken I was. Unlike the usual baby bonnets I had been made to wear, this was completely different. It was made of baby pink satin but the shiny cloth must have covered a much stiffer material because there was no floppiness to it at all. The whole thing resembled the head gear worn by women in the 1800s. The brim was huge, in a tapering circle but would actually sit quite far back on the head - leaving my wig spilling out into full view. The entire inside of the brim was done in little quilted squares of a slightly darker pink then the exterior and edged with a full gathering of white lace. From where the brim joined onto the body of the bonnet, it then went back in a conical shape, far enough to stick out a couple of inches from the back of my head before coming to a circular end piece. Below this at the rear was a frill of loose satin edged with even more white lace that would rest on the back of my neck. A long white ribbon circled around where the brim joined and hung down both sides ready to be tied under the chin - right at it's top centre, this ribbon already had a large decorative bow.
 "Oh...nearly forgot - you'd better put his dummy around his neck first Angela otherwise we'd never get it on over this."
Angela happily retrieved a pink dummy on a thin ribbon and hooked it over my head, leaving it hanging on my upper chest.
 "Thank you my lovely - right, lets have this final piece on."
 I just sighed inwardly, resigned to my fate as Nana took great pleasure in placing the elaborate bonnet onto my head. She drew the two ribbons tight and tied them in a neat bow under my chin, making sure the ringlets of the wig were brought forward and over for the full effect.
 "Come on, stand up and give us a show...walk about a bit." Nana instructed.
I climbed to my feet and began to pace back and forth across the room - all the while accompanied by that loud crinkling. Nana stood there with a very satisfied grin on her face where as Angela just burst out into a fit of giggles - as usual. They let me carry on for a few minutes before Nana said:
 "That's enough...let's stand you in front of the mirror so you can see yourself."
I always hated this part - looking down at myself left no imagining as to what I must look like but to actually be confronted by my own reflection really drove it home. Nana grabbed both my arms from behind and walked me over to the full length mirror on the wardrobe door. As soon as I clapped eyes on myself I shrunk inside - I know I had been made to wear some humiliating outfits but this one took the lead by miles. What stared back at me was the image of one of those expensive dolls that people collect - except it was my face peering out from the masses of satin and lace. The only difference was that no doll had ever been made with a dress as short as this - I was right in what I had surmised, the frock barely came down to the top of my frilly panties, leaving every bow and ruffle exposed - not to mention that by their shape it was more than obvious that I was wearing a nappy underneath. Nana let go of my arms and picked up a smaller square mirror, angling it so I could see what it showed.
 "Don't forget the best bit."
Damn it! I'd forgotten about the back of these panties and there it was - the white heart with the words 'little sissy smacked bottom' plain for all to see - anybody stood within a hundred metres of me would be able to read it!

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"Okay, I think it's time that I answered your question from earlier Angela."
 "Oooo! please!" chirped the young women as she eagerly trotted across the room to stand next to us. Nana put down the mirror, reached around my front and took hold of the large top frill on the dress. She lifted it revealing a hidden feature - below the wide satin frill were two more neatly edged holes, aligned perfectly with the ones in the petticoat and just big enough for my nipples to poke through.
 "There, now we can get little sissies all excited without having to take any of their frilly clothes off - watch and I'll show you..."
 Using her thumbs to keep the material up, Nana stretched out the index fingers on both of her hands and with a feather-light touch began to gently rub my nipples. Immediately that same intense rush of pleasure flowed through my entire body as it had with Annie the day before. I gasped with the sensation, slightly bending my knees as I felt my coc-k stiffen inside my nappy.
 "You see? It's only been a few seconds and he's already moaning and groaning. Check the front of his nappy."
Angela reached down and laid her hand over the top of my frilly panties, squeezing a little around the cushioned bulge.
 "Oh wow! he's hard as a rock!"
 "Exactly! It's no real surprise - all sissies like having their titties played with, gives them little sissy thrills and makes them get excited in their nappies. But, it's not primarily for their pleasure - it's a tool for us to use. It can be used for added humiliation when putting him on public display - there's nothing more embarrassing then being laughed at for having a hard coc-k in his nappy - especially if you make him stand there and tell everybody."
 "Oh that's just classic!" laughed Angela "I've got to try that sometime."
 "Feel free to any time you like dear, it's a perfect way to make him squirm. Now, it's also very handy for getting him to do exactly what you want - even very humiliating things that you'd usually have to spank him for half an hour to make him do. If you'd like to go over to the bedside cabinet and bring over the small brown box in the top drawer please then I'll demonstrate."
 Quick as a flash, Angela went and fetched what Nana had asked for, returning to stand beside us in expectation. Nana gave her a grateful nod and then turned her attention to me.
 "Do you want me to stop Pansy?"
Panting with shear pleasure, I managed to gasp out "No Nana."
 "Are you going to do what I ask then?"
 "Y-yes Nana."
 "Good." she looked back to Angela whilst still keeping the gentle rhythm of her fingers flowing. "Open the box please lovey"
 Angela lifted the lid and burst out laughing at what she saw inside - "What on earth is that?"
 "It's his coc-k dummy, Mrs Cartwright bought it for him. We use it when he's getting extra punishment to stop him complaining. Hold it up in front of his mouth."
 Still grinning like a Cheshire Cat, Angela lifted out the pen-is shaped pacifier and brought it level with my lips.
 "Now, start licking the tip of it Pansy or I'll take my hands away!"
Lost to a delirium of ecstasy, I readily complied with Nana's instruction. I didn't think about it at all - I only knew that I didn't want Nana to stop touching me. Angela held it a little closer as I stuck out my tongue and began to lightly flick it around the head of the rubber coc-k, breathing heavily all the while.
 "That's it...a little faster...there's a good little sissy."
I picked up the pace, rolling my tongue across the dummy's tip. Moaning softly at the back of my throat, I closed my eyes against the tide of sensation that radiated throughout my body.
 "Oh my god, I don't believe it" I heard Angela remark.
 "Told you he would, works every time - touch their little titties and they instantly fall into line. Doesn't mean you have to miss out on smacking their bottoms of course - you can always give them a good spanking afterwards for doing it in the first place."
 "Double the fun!" laughed Angela.
 "That's the one" replied Nana as she joined in with a chuckle of her own. "Mind you, it's just as amusing to see the frustrated look on their faces when you stop very quickly...like this."
 Just like flicking a switch, Nana pulled her hands away and my delirium was gone. I opened my eyes to find the coc-k shaped pacifier still floating in front of my face with my own reflection behind it and realised exactly what I must have just looked like, causing my cheeks to burn bright red once again. Then I heard the other voice:
 "Look at that bulge in his nappy, he must really like licking coc-k!"
My head snapped to the side real fast to see Mary stood in the doorway with that cruel smile plastered across her face. Even worse then that I saw Janis right beside her with that damned video camera to her eye - they must have snuck up and recorded the whole thing! Janis lowered the camera and said:
 "What a lovely video for the collection. Do you know, we aught to start a website called 'how to train your sissy' and have you as the main star Pansy."
 "What a wonderful idea" chimed in Nana. "We could add the footage from the garden party."
 "...and all the photos" Angela just had to put in her opinion as well.
 "Oh yes, we've got to add those too. Just think Pansy, not only would you be a celebrity sissy but you'd be helping women all over the world by showing them how it's done."
With that the whole group burst into laughter - I could only hope that for once this was just a big joke at my expense but I certainly wouldn't bet any money on that fact, not with these women. As the merriment reeled in, Nana glanced at her watch.
 "Oh my! - look at the time, we need to get cracking."
 "Does he know where we're going yet?"
 "Good point Mary" Nana turned to me "Right my lad, you're in a for a big day out and we've plenty to keep you busy. First off, we are walking into town - we'll be taking you right up the High street and into the mall." She let that settle in for a very long second then continued "Do you remember all those pretty photographs on Mrs Cartwright's wall? Well, it's your turn today - Jean's Sister owns the big studio down there you see - but before that you are going to the salon for a make over, got to have you looking your best now haven't we?"
 I stood there in open mouthed shock - they had to be kidding me! Not only were those two businesses at either end of the shopping centre but it was the middle of the holidays so the whole place would be packed!
 "Don't worry, you won't be on your own - Mrs Cartwright and Annie will be coming...and they're bringing Sissy for his photo shoot too so you'll be able to see your little friend - you can keep each other company and hold hands all the way through the mall."
 This was getting more horrendous by the second but what could I do? I was already surrounded by four strong women and we were meeting up with two that were even worse.
 "Come along then, we need to get you downstairs and into your baby reins."
I hung my shoulders in defeat and followed Nana out of the bedroom. I just prayed that it was going to be one of those days when you don't actually meet a host of people that you know but with my luck it was hardly likely. This was going to be a nightmare!