Betty Pearl's Sissy Stories 20.1
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My first ever story. Been reading for years. Please give me comments and suggestions
John Jones awoke to another wet bed in the early hours of late September. The fourth time this week. His bed wetting started in later August when him and his mother moved into a new house and neighborhood. John's father left his mother two years earlier and made little contact to john of his mother since. John's mother, Janet Jones needed a change in her life. She wanted to leave behind the old house and pick up and go someplace new. She found a well priced house that was in a great school district three hours away from her old home. While she was thrilled to leave her old life behind, John was less then excited. He loves his old school and friends he made there. The last thing 14 year old John wanted to do was start high school brand new not knowing anyone. His stress of starting a new school once he moved to the new home is when the bed wetting started. John who never had any bed wetting problems before was upset this was happening to him almost every day since school started. His mother grew concerned and took him to a doctor in town who couldn't find anything physically wrong with John. The doctor suggested that the wetting was caused by stress of the move and starting a new school and that he would simply outgrow the problem once high school started. Problem was it became more frequent now. While back in August he was wetting the bed maybe 2 nights a week, it was now becoming everyday in Sepetember.
John gathered all of his sheets off the bed to try and hide them before his mother saw his 4th wet bed this week. As he was pulling them off his mother walked in and caught him red handed. "John! Oh no not again. 4 times this week! High school isn't that bad, not bad enough to wet the bed 4 times in one week". Janet Jones could see john lowering his head in shame, blushing red in both cheeks and a slow tear rolling down his eye. The last thing she wanted to do was to yell at her son for wetting the bed she knew it must of been humiliating to be 14, a freshman in high school and wetting the bed. She quickly hugged him and told him to get in the shower and be fast since the bus would be coming soon.
As john got out of the shower and changed into his normal clothes he was mad at himself, how am I becoming a nightly bed wetter. As he gathered his backpack and heading towards the door his mother said "John, we really have to find a way to fix this problem. I know it upsets you and it upsets me as well as this is becoming a everyday thing. Will talk more about this when you get home from school. Have a good day honey." As john was walking towards the bus stop he saw a face he always seen at the bus stop. Susan Stall. Susan was in John's grade and in several of his classes. Susan was a very overweight child with long blonde hair and glasses. She was a member of the cheerleading team at school and when she first saw john on the first day of school had a bit of a crush on him. That ended quickly after John made fun of her weight in front of several older classmates. John soon learned the attention he got from the old kids about making fun of Susan felt good. While Susan never really bothered him, john wanted to be liked and accepted by his classmates. The day was Friday and the school had a football game later tonight. As john walked up to Susan he noticed her in her blue and white cheerleading uniform with a pleaded skirt that reached Susan's mid thighs. Two other students were at the bus stop waiting waiting for the bus with Susan talking to themselves. "God Susan, can the cheerleading squad get you a different uniform? That skirt is so gross on you. Think about the other people that have to look at your fat thighs all day!" The two students laughed as the bus pulled up. Susan didn't say a word. She slowly smiled to herself as she sat down on the bus. She knew by the end of the day everything would be going her way.
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As John walked into the cafeteria holding his lunch. While Looking for an empty table, John was still very new and rather shy and still hadn't made any real friends yet. He always tried to get the cafeteria early so he could get a table before anyone sat down and hoped someone would sit with him. He sat down at a small six person table and waiting for anyone to sit with him while eating his lunch slowly. 10 minutes went by and the lunch room was completely filled with 100's of students packed at tables. John still sat alone and looked at all the different tables and the different social circles of high school. He saw the football players at one table, the popular kids at another, the punks, band geeks, cheerleaders and all other kids all sat at there respected social table. As john sat there knowing he would again eat by himself.
"Is this seat taken"? A girl's voice called from behind him. John turned around to see Susan Stall holding her lunch tray with a rather smug smile on her face. John was in shock at first, he actually sort of wanted Susan to sit with him, he would always get so lonely at lunch. John knew he couldn't allow her to sit there. Even he had somewhat of a image, he couldn't be sit eating with Susan. While trying to think of a snappy mean thing to say Susan plopped down across from him at the table. Her smug grin looked just like it had on the bus was back. Like she knew something. "Susan, you can't sit with me, why don't you sit at cheerleader table and watch what they eat. Might be good to learn some healthy eating tips from skinny pretty girls." John fet like he put Susan in her place. He only wished he was louder so other kids could have heard him. " you know John, I would be a lot nicer to me. You never know what could happen in the crazy structure of high school. One day your popular, the next day your the bottom of the barrel. It's truly an amazing thing." John was almost finished with his lunch as Susan sat down with hers. He wanted to make his lunch as short as he could and get out before anyone saw him sitting with her. "Well yeah Susan? Your so fat you will always be at the bottom of the barrel because you sink like a stone." As he gathered up his garbage he noticed a student named Chris in the grade above stand up at his table and pointed at John and Susan. "Hey everyone, look at the new cutest couple in school!" The cafeteria roaded with laughter as John blushed red moved quickly to the trash cans to throw out his lunch. "Maybe John could wear Susan's varsity letterman cheerleader jacket. We all know it would fit him." As john rushed out the doors he looked back at Susan who was waving at him and blew him a kiss. This was not a good way to end his Friday. His face was burning beat red and He started to feel his bladder grow and realized he was wetting his pants at school!
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John sprinted to the bathroom before anyone saw what he did. As quick as a flash he locked himself in the bathroom stall, sat down on the toilet and shook his head in frustration as he slowly began to cry. How was this happening in the day time now? John started to collect toilet paper and began dabbing the front of his pants trying for some kind of hope the pee stain would go away. No such luck for John since his light color blue jeans made the pee stain stick out like a sore thumb. For several minutes he tried every combination of whiping and dabbing his pants with no results of the stain going away he was whiping for so long he heard the bell for the next class ring. Panic rushed though John knowing he would have to walk into class late with his pee pants on.
He then thought of an idea, maybe he could cover the front of his pants with his books and backpack, surely it wasn't the best idea but he had no choice. John placed the backpack along with his notebook over the front of his pants, wished for the best and opened the bathroom door and walked out into the hall way.
As he walked in the hallway he got a bit more comfortable. Nobody knew he wet his pants, they only made fun of him cause Susan was sitting at his table. Just keep the backpack and books in front of you and get though the rest of the day. As he reached his math class and opened the door, his Teacher Ms. Stafford, an older angry woman noticed him walking in. "John your 10 minutes late to my class where is your hall pass"? She said sternly. John was at a loss for words and simply couldn't come up with a good excuse. "Well you can stay with me after school for an hour till you can think of a good one. Now take a seat." This was not turning out to be a good day for John that was for sure. He scanned to find only one empty seat and it was next to Susan. He carefully walked covering the pee stain as all eyes were on him as he took his seat. John headed quiet comments such as "oh they really must be a hot item, there sitting next to each other now". "We gotta vote for the
For homecoming" and " I bet John carries her Pom Poms for her" his face turned red at that one. The class dragged on and all John wanted to do was be back at home and away from all the bullies in his school, John noticed Susan staring at him several times during class, almost like she was sizing him up for something. The school day ended but John still had to stay an extra hour after school for Mrs. Stafford dention. As john was doing his homework in her class she asked him if he had a good reason why he was late, the only thing he could think of was " I was in the bathroom" meekly. " it must of been some emergency judging by the stain in the front of your pants" Mrs. Stafford said with amusement. John went pale, he couldn't believe what the teacher said, how did she know, he looked down at the front of his pants and saw that he took the backpack off him and placed it on the floor to do his homework. "I spilled water on my self." He badly lied to her. Mrs. Stafford laughed and raised an eyebrow at his that shattered his lie into million pieces. "Go on and go home, and don't be late again." John rushed outta class and just wanted to get home. Running to his locker he noticed someone put a picture of a heart on his locker which read "Johnny and Susie 4 Ever". That picture must of been hanging there for everyone leaving school to see it. He ripped off the picture, grabbed his jacket and started the mile long walk home with his mind racing of what everyone is going to say at school on Monday. He then realized that his mom said she would have a talk with him about his bedwetting when he got home. He got more nervous as he approached his house, what was she going to say? Did she have a plan? As he saw his house he noticed an unfamiliar car parked into the driveway. The white minivan was parked next to his moms car and as he got closer he noticed a sticker on the back windshield. " Central High School Cheerleading" it was one of those parent support stickers that has a child's name on it and the activity they do. His face went blank as he read the name "Susan" at the end of the sticker. "Why would Susan Stall's mother be here"? John opened his front door to hear two women talking from the kitchen.
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" that's how the schedule works , just keep track of his progress in the calendar and make note of changes, I tell you this worked like a gem for Susan, she was cured in about six weeks." John heard an unknown woman's voice saying. As he turned into the kitchen he saw a large heavy set woman talking to his mother while drinking coffee. A binder was opened that John's mother and the unknown woman were looking at, and what looked to be a pink diaper bag was also on the kitchen table. John's mother smiled as she saw her son and said warmly "John this is Barbara Stall, I believe you know her daughter Susan. We became friends during back to school night when we noticed you and Susan had so many classes together". John was relieved, he thought Mrs. Stall was here to tell her about the bullying, but it seemed it was a friendly visit. "John, I must say Susan talks about you non stop. She says your so funny and nice and how good friends you became since the start of the school year" said Barbara Stall. John taken back not sure what to say played into the lie to further himself not getting in trouble. " ummm yeah, Susan is a great friend. She's really nice and a great cheerleader" john lied, that last line made him crack a smile saying she was a great cheerleader when in fact she was one of the most uncoordinated ones on the team. "Oh John did you spill something on your pants? You have a rather large stain on them" said Barbara Stall laughing a bit. John's face went bright red, Barbara giggled a bit and looked at his mother who made the Familiar stress face that John was so used to her making every morning when he had a wet bed. Barbara looking at john's embarrassment and the look of disappointment in Janet Jones face knew it was time to leave. John still at a lost for words couldn't even mumble out an explanation of the stain. "Well I'm sure that stain will come right out, thanks for the coffee Janet, call me first thing in the morning to let me know how it goes. John we have to arrange a play date soon for you and Susan since your such good friends, she would love to see you at the house." As Barbara was heading towards the door John noticed the Pink diaper bag still on the kitchen table. "Mrs. Stall don't forget your diaper bag" john said still nervous about the stain comment she made. "Oh John that's so sweet of you to bring that up, but that's a present for your mother" she said in a very sweet tone and a large smile on her face. She exited the house and John Turned around to see his Mother holding the pink diaper bag in her arms and told John, "we need to talk sweetheart" in a rather stern voice.
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John felt sick with nerves as he took a seat on the couch. "John, since then bed wetting started I just didn't know what to do. I know the doctor said it should just go away with time but it's outta control now. I mean your having daytime accidents now" she pointed right at John's pee stained croch. John didn't even try to make up an excuse, that's how bad he knew the problem had become. "When I was telling Mrs. Stall about your bed wetting she told me of her plan". John's eyes bugged out of his head. "You told Mrs. Stall? Why would you do that? She's going to tell Susan!" Josh yelled out almost in tears. "Now John don't worry. She promised me this would be our seceret. You might actually be surprised that Susan had the same problem as you
When she was Nine, she wet every night for months". John rolled his eyes when he heard of the age. 9 years old? Here He was 14 and she was 9 years old, a terrible example he thought. "Mrs. Stall told me she put Susan back in 'Protection' and kept a detail log and chart of her bedwetting, with the proper plan she said Susan was cured in six weeks. At the time her Doctor found nothing wrong with her physically just like you,
But the fact that she had to wear protection motivated her so much that she stopped wetting ever since." John almost threw up at the idea, "what kind of protection?
Diapers mom? Your going to make me wear diapers?" Janet put her hand on her son's shoulder. "John, diapers are what babies wear. We know your not a baby, your a 14 year old boy. The 'protection' is just something to keep you and the bed safe. Diapers is the wrong word and your making yourself upset over it. It's a piece of cloth, that's it. Think of it as a big towl that you wear and that's it." John started to cry. "Will try this out for a few weeks and see how it goes. I have run out of ideas now sweetie. I think we're both desperate to try to find something that works. I trust Mrs. Stall. Very much. When I told her about your problem she really wanted to help me since she knows how frustrating it can be. So please honey, for me and for you can we try this new idea?" John looked in his Mother's caring eyes and nodded. Maybe this would help, maybe this could cure him.
Several hours later after dinner and John finished
His nightly shower he entered his room to find his mother waiting there with the pink diaper bag. A pink plastic changing mat was spread out on his bed and john looked on in shock wearing just a towel. "Now John,
I know this is a bit uncomfortable for you. I'm sure the last thing a 14 year old boy wants is for his mother to see him naked. I will teach you how to do this overtime so it will be less uncomfortable. Now come over and drop that towel and lay down on this mat" John just hung his head in shame as we walked towards his bed, he dropped his towel and tried to cover his manhood as best he could, the embarrassment shook him to the core that his mother saw his Newley grown hair down by his crotch. As he laid on the mat, he just closed his eyes and tried to think of him someplace else as he felt cool baby powder cake his skin. "Now I never used cloth diapers, I mean protection before so be patient with me." His mother giggled a bit at letting the word diaper slip out which knew caused much humalation to her son. John sat there, almost in a catatonic state as his mother tried for several minutes trying to figure out the cloth diapers. In the end she took out her IPad and watched a step by step video on YouTube about cloth diapers. "Turn the baby over while changing their diaper" the video said during the instructions. John winced at hearing him referred to as a baby in the video. After what felt like an eternity Janet had her 14 year old son in a
Large cloth diaper. John leaned up and looked now and his now diapered body in total Humalation.
"We're lucky that Susan is a bigger girl, in fact when she was nine years old her waist size was the same as
Yours currently. Mrs. Stall made all the protection in her size which is now your size so that's good news we didn't have to buy new protection. "John shuddered at the though of the "good news" and got very depressed at knowing he was wearing an actual diaper Susan once wore." Now let's get the plastic pants on you and we will be done" Janet said happily. How could there be more john thought with dredd. As he looked at
The diaper bag he saw his mother pull out several pairs of plastic pants all in pastel colors. He noticed pink, yellow, purple all which had some kind of lace and bows around the leg holds and waist. He now realized that these were plastic panties that once belonged to his victim that he would now have to wear. His mother found a pair of clear white pants with no lace or bows. "Do these look ok to you honey?" His mom held out the plastic panties. John shook his head yes as he stepped into the pants and his mom placed them perfectly in place with his diaper. As she was putting them in place he noticed the pink diaper safety pins that held his diaper in place.
"Now John, part of the program is to get a minimum Of 10 hours of rest, so we're going to make your bed time every day at 9:30. Since it's all ready 9:15 now will just call it a night". John was taken back at such an early bedtime, his usual bedtime was around 1130 and now it was 2 hours early. He really didn't want to make a fuss since he looked so babyish all ready in his new "protection". He got into bed under his mother's watchful eye. "Now sweetie, if you wet yourself during the night don't wake me up, and don't take off your protection. your supposed to be uncomfortable to motivate your body more. I'll see you In the morning. I love you honey." She said sweetly as she turned of the light leaving John alone in the dark wearing his new protection.
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As john tossed and turned which felt like for hours due to his new uncomfortable feeling between his legs he thought about Susan and his classmates. She along with many of his classmates were at the Football girl. Susan would be cheering on the team and due to her size would be the base for many of the cheer routines. John then thought of Cindy Rockwell who was the head cheerleader and captain of the team. John loved Cindy. She was the definition of beautiful. John looked forward to every Friday's at school since he could get a glance at Cindy in her blue and white cheer uniform. Anytime john saw her he would eye her in case she would bend over and see those delicious Blue bloomer cheerleading briefs she wore. Whenever John saw those brifs he would instantly go hard. While laying in bed just thinking of them made John go rock hard. He started to fantasize about him being naked with her, her slowly taken off her cheerleading uniform and being in nothing but her bloomers and Bra holding a pair of Pom poms in the schools colors of blue and white. John got harder by the second visualizing everything. John took his hand and reached for his croch because he knew he had to pleasure himself to the amazing Image. As john reached his hand towards his protection he realized he couldn't fit his hand down the waistband. He tried to get into the grove to pleasure and himself but just
Couldn't get it. He was nervous to unpin the protection because he had no idea how to put it back into place. He laid there feeling almost as helpless as a real baby. He got harder at the fact that he couldn't do anything and whimpered and frustration feeling so babyish that he could t even relieve himself.
As john laid frustratingly in bed Barbara Stall picked up Susan from the football game. Susan tossed her cheer bag into the back of the mini van and sat down in the front seat. "Great job cheering tonight honey. You looked so great" Mrs Stall told her daughter. Susan who was happy the team won and her cheers went perfectly but she had other things on her mind. "How did it go with John's mother"? She asked almost Imediately once she stepped in the vehicle. Barbara Stall had a large grin and showed her a picture on her phone. The picture was John laying on the pink changing mat with his diaper fully pinned in. John's mother snapped the picture while his eyes were closed. Janet only took the picture to see if she pinned the diaper on right. Suan looking at the photo was on cloud 9. Her first part of the Humiliation kicked off perfectly and now she had a photo of him in all his diaper golry.
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I just want to say sorry about many of the typos on my stories, I post everything from my phone and notice the mistakes later.)
John's mother entered his room that Saturday morning waking John up while holding the activity log of his wetting progress. "Good morning honey, are you a Betsy Wetsy today or a Dry Danielle"? John blushed to be referred to as As girl's name. "oh I'm sorry honey, that's how Mrs. Stall had the progress labeled in the book. I didn't mean to call you a girl's name" Janet said with a giggle. "I'm dry" John said still sleepy. Janet Jones slipped her finger into the clear white plastic pants and was surprised to see he was in fact dry. "Great job sweetheart. I'm really proud of you. I know you didn't want to wear your protection, but look at the progress. You stayed dry all night. Since you had a dry night you get a Potty Treat!" While John was relieved he stayed dry all night he hated to hear the term "Potty Treat". John remembered when he was being toilet trained hearing the term Potty Treat. It caused such embarrassment to be in high school and still receive Potty Treats. Janet pinned off her son's diaper humming happily that the protection work. Mrs. Stall was right she thought, she just had to put her son in a position where he would be motivated to keep dry. Janet left John's room to make breakfast as John changed Into his normal clothes. He pulled out a pair of boxers and was so happy. He missed them so much and was only separated from them for one night but it make him feel like a man again. After being diapered at 14 by your mother tends to be very emasculating.
John came down to breakfast and saw a plate of pancakes at his spot. He was very hungry after the long night and sat down at his normal spot. His mom came up right behind with and sprayed whipped cream on his pancakes. "This is your Potty Treat for staying dry all night. I'm very proud of you" Janet beamed with pride. In Barbara's plan to cure bedwetting it said to mention how proud you should be of your child if they stay dry. Janet may have been going a bit overboard but was indeed very happy she didn't have to do another load of Laundry.
The rest of the weekend went well for John. He tended to be a bit of a loaner and had no friends so a weekend full of video games is what he got. On Saturday and Sunday he was diapered each night and tucked into bed by 930. John stayed dry Saturday night as well much to the excitement of Janet. On early Monday morning John had a set back. The first time he wetted since Friday morning. He looked at his alarm clock and saw it was only 5:00 am. Two hours before he normally woke up. He wanted to get out of bed and Tell his mother but decided not to fearing her warning about doing so. He tossed and turned for the next two hours hoping to fall asleep somehow but couldn't get used to the cold damp feeling between his legs. Eventually his mother entered the room. John was all ready leaning up looking upset with himself in bed. Janet reading her son's face said "are you a Betsy Wetsy?" John taken back from such a bold comment just nodded his head sadly. "Don't worry sweetie, I'll get you changed in a jiffy". Janet laided out the pink plastic changing mat and begain to uppin John's protection. A flash feeling of humiliation ran though John's body. While getting put into a diaper was beyond embarrassing, having your mother clean you after using one was beyond emasculating. John felt his mom clean his little boyhood with a wipe and all around his butt. She coated him with baby powder as well before handing him his boxers. While John was still laying down she examined his crotch area and noticed a rash forming. "Oh Johnny, you have a little bit of diaper rash. Will have to pick up some cream later before it get's worse." The words "Diaper rash" cut though John like a knife. Once fully cleaned John was left to get ready for school. Grabbing his backpack he heading towards the bus stop to see Susan and the other 2 students waiting for the bus. Susan was smiling ear to ear and she saw John approach the bus stop.
"Hi Johnny!" Susan said excited. John just looked and nodded at Susan. "Did you have a good weekend Johnny?" Susan ask. The other two students looked at John and Susan and began to laugh to themselves. John just nooded without saying anything to Susan. John clearly uncomfortable with Susan's new friendly atmosphere and still worried about his reputation with interacting with Susan. As the bus approached the bus stop Susan said "Boy it smells like baby powder at here am I right?" John went pale at her comment as the other two students begain to smell. " wow your right" one of the students said. John looked right into Susan's eyes and saw not the fat, uncoordinated, glasses wearing victim, but now a confident and strong woman staring back at him.
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For most of the day John tried to keep his distance to Susan but he knew she was up to something. as John sat down at his usual lunch table he noticed Susan pull up a chair from right across him and sat down without asking his permission. John gave Susan a concern look but didn't say anything
"So Johnny, did you have a busy weekend? Do anything fun? It was a great weekend for me in fact. I cheered the team to victory on Friday, had my dance classes Saturday and my mom made my favorite meal Sunday. All and all it was a great weekend for me. It must have been a great weekend for you as well, I heard you were a Dry Danielle for two days in a row! That's a great job Johnny, when was the last time you been a Dry Danielle for more then a day?" John's face lost all color for a moment and then a flood of red filled his face very similar to the flood of urine his bed and now his diapers get on a regular basis.
"I, l, I have no idea what your talking about" was the only thing he manage to stutter out." Johnny, you dont have to lie to me, were friends now. I'm proud you were a Dry Danielle for 2 days, you must of gotten some good Potty Treats for staying dry" she said in an overly sweet voice. John was not only completely embarrassed but rage was filling his body "I have no idea what your talking about you fat bitch! Why don't you go eat yourself to death and make everyone happy?" He yelled at her as he started to push away from the table Susan sitting started right back and him smiling with a Coy smile. " well Johnny, if that's how you feel about our friendship maybe I should post these all over the girl's locker room since you don't care for my enthusiasm about your bedwetting. " Susan raised her photo up to John's face and he went into pure shock. It was a photo of him on his bed, eyes closed wearing nothing but his "protection". The same photo Janet Jones texted to Barbara Stall to confirm she pinned his "protection" right. John had no idea the phtoto even existed and now his newest worst emeny had the last thing he ever wanted an emeny to have. This picture could sum up John's next four year of high school.
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"What do you want from me then?" John said weakly in the now crowded and loud lunch room. "Friendship Johnny, I noticed you don't have any friends, you sit by yourself for lunch everyday, that probably adds stress which leads to more bed wetting. With my help as your new special friend I think you could be a Dry Danielle full time by Christmas break." John was taken back, she was being so blunt all in the noisesy lunch room, thank god no one sat near that table.
" why would you want me to be your friend? I was so mean to you. Why be friends with a jerk like me?" John honestly replied. Susan who still held all the cards said " well John, I don't have many friends either, Cindy Rockwell tells all the other cheerleaders to be mean to me. All my other friends are in my dance classes but there in Junior high school still. I think we could be great friends. Besides you really have to be my friend now because I could show the whole school this picture, so you really don't have much of a say do you? How would you like for the next four years to have diapers stuck to your locker? For all the boys to pants you in gym class everyday? Can you image what the locker room would be like for you? I'm sure no girl would ever want to date a boy who still wore diapers to bed every night. Plus I know your entire schedule. I could get copies of your bed wetting logs and pass it around with the photos. You could be known as betsy Wetsy for the next four years of high school. So it's that or be my friend. Up to you." Susan was glowing. She was the spider who got herself a fly. John just slumped into his chair. It killed him to realize it but he was stuck.
"What do I have to do?" John said with his head lowered in a defeated voice. Susan was glowing with joy knowing she had John right where she wanted him. "Well first, you can't tell your mother any of this. You can say we're friends but that's it. Second, we will sit everyday together in the lunch room. Thrid, we will sit on the bus together everyday. Your days of bullying and teasing me is over. Also text me your number so we can become better friends." John exchanged numbers and they said in an awkward silence for the rest of the lunch . John having no idea what Susan was planning, and Susan ecstatic that phase 1 of her plan was about to kick off.
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John had mixed feeling over the next school week. Now that he was "friends" with Susan he was getting bullied more by other students, nothing to the extent that he himself did to Susan, but it did make him feel weak and small. On the plus side he sort of liked the company of having someone sit with him on the bus. Susan was a chatterbox who never stopped talking and would only talk about things she was interested in. She never brought up his "protection" during the lunch room or bus talks either. He Had theee wet beds during the school week which his mother didn't seem to mind and was happy it wasn't five wet beds. He also noticed that his mother had yet to teach him to pin his own protection on.
Friday was game day so Susan was in full uniform. The uniform still made John sick to his stomach since the skirt was so short and Susan's thighs were so large. John wished he could be Cindy Rockwell friend and just stare at her all day in her uniform, instead he had Susan who sadly looked a lot different in uniform. John was with Susan outside her locker when she asked him to hold something. John grabed the item without thinking what it was. "Oh man is Little Johnny the newest cheerleader"? He heard one large football player yell out. John looked down and noticed he was holding Susan's Pom Poms. A roar of laughter filled the hallway. "Johnny show us one of your cheers sweetheart"!'another student yelled out. John's face went bright red as he threw the Pom Poms in Susan's locker. Another awful way to start the weekend happened. As Susan closed the locker shut he saw Cindy Rockwell walk by with three other cheerleading beauties. "Susan when is your little boy toy going to join the squad? He looked soooooooo cute holding those Pom Poms." Susan laughed out loud as john wanted to die at that moment.
The rest of the day went by with comments of John being a cheerleader to many students. He heard people ask where his skirt was, who his favorite football player on the team was and was he as slutty as the rest of the girls on the squad were. At the end of the day someone even printed out a picture from Microsoft clip art or a little cheerleader and taped it to the front of his locker. He sprinkled a little pee pee on himself at that one. As he got home from the weekend he was so happy to have an escape for a few days. No bullies, no Susan, just him by himself for the weekend. Friday night John was put into his "protection" by his mother who was quickly becoming an expert At getting him ready for bed. She powdered, creamed and pinned him in a matter of mins just like a seasoned Mommy.
That night John had a dream. In the dream Cindy Rockwell was holding John's hand and leading him down the hallway alone. She ushered him into the girl's locker room and begain kissing him, full toinge kisses, john returned the pleasure by feeling Cindy breasts, suddenly the dream got more intense as Cindy went down on her knees and unbuckled John's pants. He closed his eyes in excitement when he suddenly heard cutting laughter coming from Cindy. John opened his eyes and looked down and noticed his pants down by his ankles and Cindy pointing and laughing at him standing in the locker room wearing his "protection". The dream got only worse when the whole squad came out of nowhere and all roared with laughter. John felt sick to his stomach as tried to cover himself with his hands only to see he was now holding Pom Poms and wearing the school cheerleading uniform. As the dream became a full nightmare he noticed Susan approach him, stick her finger inside the side of his "Protection" and announce "Girls, I think our little squad mate needs a changing"! Panic rushed though John's body and forced himself to wake up.
It took John several mins to calm himself down after the dream and noticed his alarm clock read, 7:45am. He was sweaty, breathing heavily and still shooken up from the dream. He felt the front of his "protection" and noticed it was a bit damp but not like normal. he really wanted to be dry but was unaware of the feeling in the front of his croch. His mother heard the sound of him waking up, came into his bedroom and begain the morning routine of checking him. She had the hated log book and in a sweet voice said "let's see if someone gets a Potty Treat"! As she unpinned him she observed the front of his protection for more then usual. John was wondering what could take so long in her observation. "Oh dear john, it seems you made a sticky #3 in your protection last night" she said slightly giggling.
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John felt totally emasculated as his mother finished changing him. He had only recently discovered self pleasure and now his mother was cleaning up his wet dream. He highly doubted that his male classmates had their mothers clean them after a wet dream. John could never look his mother in the eyes when she was changing him after a betsy Wetsy night. It pained him to be back in "protection". Pained him that his mother changed him on an almost daily basis. When John started High School he was thinking this is where he would grow into a man. Learn to drive, get a girlfriend, he did not factor that he was going to have his mother clean and change him almost every night after him wetting his bed. John opened his eyes and took a quick peek at his mother changing him. It scared him to see his mother smiling brighly as she took a baby wipe and cleaned the tip of his manhood. Was she enjoying this? How come she wasn't disgusted at having to change a teenage boy's wet dream? Did she always enjoy cleaning him? John began to worry that his mother liked him in protection.
After finishing cleaning john he was led upstairs to breakfast. "Now since this wasn't a wet bed I won't count it as a betsy Wetsy but you still made a mess and in return won't get a Potty Treat" his mother Told him in a smug voice. The words " betsy Wetsy", Dry Danielle" and "Potty Treat" still cut John like a knife. He hated hearing those words more then anything. As he ate his cereal his mother sat down at the table to join him.
"Now John, later today I'm going to go visit your Aunt Abby for the day and spend the night". His mother stated. John was on cloud nine, finally a day all by himself without anyone bothering him. A day to play video games and maybe skip a night of wearing the dredded "protection". After a awful day at school yesterday at least Saturday would be a good day. His excitement was short lived when his mother followed up by saying "So I'm going to drop you off at Ms. Stall's house where you can have a play date with Susan and a slumber party! Since Ms. Stall is awhere of your problem and protection she agreed to help out and take notes on your bedwetting progress." She told him in an exciting voice. John's stomach dropped to the bottom of his feet. He was going to spend the night at Susan Stall's house. His face went pale as he noticed the pink diaper bag on the table packed up and a change of his clothes folded next to it. Panic flowed though his body as he realized he would be wearing his "protection" at Susan's home for the night.
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"MOM! I CANT SPEND THE NIGHT THERE, I CANT HAVE SUSAN SEE ME IN MY PROTECTION" john said. He tried to sound firm but just came out as whiny. "John, don't worry about Susan, she's one of your best friends and went though the same problem your going though. Ms. Stall has been telling me how supportive she's been with you for the whole process". This took john back a bit, how could this be? What was Susan telling her mother? What was Ms. Stall telling his mother? Between John's mother smiling while Changing him this morning and now the reports from momma and Susan Stall john begain to Feel like something was going on that he didn't know about and feared the worst.
John showered for the day and got ready for the worst thing possible. He gulped loudly as he saw his mother grab his diaper bag. John had his back pack and clean clothes ready to go. "Please mom, don't make me do this, this is very humiliating for me". John's mother put her arm around him and talked in a calm slow voice. " now John, there's nothing to be worried about, Ms. Stall cares about your progress very much. Susan had the same problem you did and was cured in six weeks. Your only on week one and she really wants to see your progress. I know this is hard for you, but if I get a good report from her, I promise I will get you what ever new Xbox game you want. But you have to be on your best behavior and do everything she says" john really didn't want to go along with this, but what choice did he have? Susan all ready knew about his protection, she all ready had a picture of him in the protection, How much worse could it get? At least he could get A new Xbox game out of it.
The drive over was brief and quiet. As they pulled up to the house John could see Ms. Stall watering her plants on the front porch. John and his mother approached the front steps, john walked slowly feeling like this would be his last walk.
Ms. Stall greated them both warmly with a large smile. She gave john a large hug and a kiss on the cheek which caused john to squirm with embarrassment. John never realized how tall and wide Barbara stall was. She was at least six feet and had to be 230 pounds. Her hug felt like a bear hug. As they opened the front door to the Stall residents classical music could be heard In the background. Susan was doing some basic ballet warm up barre movements to the classical music. She was dressed in a black long sleeve leotard, light pink ballet tights and her pink slippers. The image made john want to throw up. If he though the cheerleading uniform was bad , this was a million times worse.
Susan gracefully moved from he barre to Janet Jones and her new best friend. John's mother complemented her by saying she moved so sweet and dainty and must be a talented dancer. John remembered that Susan always talked about her dance classes on Saturday and figured she must of just came back judging by the way she was dressed. "Don't worry about Johnny, will take great care of him" Barbara Stall smiled wickedly. John noticed the unusual smile as Janet handed her the diaper bag. Janet Jones gave john one last reminder to be good and so everything Ms. Stall said and he would get a new Xbox game. As she left the house and saw her pull away in her car he was upset. How bad could this weekend get? He looked down at his watch and saw it was 330pm. "Ok Johnny"! Barbara said loudly, "let's get you into your diapers!"
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John was in shock. Shock for several reasons. Shocked because His "protection" was never called Diapers. Shock because Ms. Stall brought it up right in front of Susan and shock because it was only 03:30 in the afternoon.
"Ms. Stall I don't wear my protection until bedtime". John managed to squeak out in an embrassed voice. "John, this is my home. In my home I make all the calls and all the rules. any teenage boy who still needs to wear diapers like a little baby will not get any say in the rules. You can't even control your bladder so why do you think you get to choose anything in this house?" Ms. Stall said coldly and boldly. John was in complete shock now. Ms.Stall was being so blunt and mean, she had completely changed in the 5 minutes after his mother left. Susan sat there grinning from ear to ear looking at her new prized captive.
Ms. Stall had John's diaper bag in one hand and grabbed His wrist with her other hand and begain dragging him though the house. Her sheer strength and long legs made keeping up with her very tricky. Susan followed behind skipping with delight. As they walked up the stairs to the guest bedroom Ms. Stall opened the door and placed the diaper bag on the bed. "All right start striping so we can pin your diapers on you Johnny". John hated the term diapers, it made him feel so babyish in front of Susan. "Can I get a little privacy first, and does Susan have to be here for this?This is very humiliating to wear my protection like this". John pleaded with mercy.
"Johnny, did you not hear me before about the rules? This is the second time your disobeying me. Also this isn't protection, you have to understand that now. These are diapers. Diapers are what babies wear because they can't help themselfs just like you. Babies get special care just like you. You are a teenage baby. You have to understand that now. Susan needs practice diapering babies since she wants to become a baby sitter and your going to be a perfect model for that. Don't be humiliated by this, this is what you need." The cold words brought tears to John's eyes as he started to cry. "Boy mom, he really is a big teenage baby, look at him cry." Susan said smugly. Before John knew it he was pushed onto the guest bed by Ms. Stall which has a plastic changing mat On it. Susan begain to take off John's pants which caused John to defend his pants by blocking the fly with his hands. This only angered Ms. Stall.
"That's it. I gave you more then enough attempts." Ms. Stall used all her strength and pulled John's pants down with one mighty tug. All john could think about was how strong she was. thinking how strong she was replaced by her flipping john over her knee and begain spanking him with all her might. John hadn't been spanked since he was 5 years old. His eyes were bugging out of his head after the first few spanks. It hurt. It hurt real bad. Soon he closed his eyes wishing for it to be over. Then came the crying, then came the sobbing. Snot was running down his nose as he continued to wail."Will Johnny wear his diapers now"? Ms. Stall said firmly. "YES"! John screamed. "Say you want to wear your diapers!" Ms. Stall said coldly. "I want to wear my diapers" john sobbed. "Say please put my diapers on me because I'm a big teenage baby". She said while spanking him. John knew he was trapped. He had to play by there rules now, the spanking was the worst physical pain he had ever been in. "Please put my diapers on me because I'm a big teenage baby" he wailed. Ms. Stall stopped the spanking and pushed him off her lap. John laided on the floor a big crying mess. "All right Susan, let's go to work". Ms stall said confidently.
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"Get up baby!" Susan yelled at the crying mess of her former bully. John got up, still crying pulling down his t shirt with one hand trying to cover up his manhood while holding his butt cheek with the other hand. Susan came forward and took of John's t shirt and pushed him down on the bed. He was now completely naked expect for his socks.
"Now Susan, first thing we have to do with Baby Johnny is do a a Tammy temperature". John who got used to his mom doing his changings had no idea what a Tammy temperature was. Like a flash Barbara grabed John's ankles and lifted his legs up in the air. Laying on his back he felt like a complete baby. "Tammy temperature time" Barbara sung. John's eyes went huge as he felt a large glassy item plunged deep into his butthole. He then realized what a Tammy temperature was. John was getting the rectal temperature from hell. John couldn't see the smiles or Barbara and Susan but could hear the giggles coming from them both. "Please stop! It hurts! Pleaseeeeeeee!" John cried out.
"You are the biggest baby ever. Babies don't even cry when they get there temperatures checked. Susan can you give baby Johnny his pacifer so he can stop crying?" Susan pulled out a large pink pacifer and pushed it near Johnny lips. John trying to save any masculinity turned his head away from Susan while crying.
"If you don't take your pacifer will place Tammy temperature in your mouth baby!" Susan told the now helpless Johnny. John got sick at the idea taken a rectal thermometer in his mouth so he opened up his lips to the pink pacifer. "Say you want it! Say baby needs his Binky!" Susan instructed him john wanted to die, he never wanted to be in his diapers so bad right now.
"Baby needs his binky" john cried out. Susan rammed the large pink pacifer into his mouth. John actually started to nurse the pacifer for Comfort due to his rectal temperature being so painful. While suc-king he felt Barbara take the probe out of his butthole. For the first time in the last 20 mins he felt relieved.
"Go ahead Susan, get his diapers on" Susan jumped into the changing process and took her time by lathering his boyhood with cream. This feeling felt so new and different to Johnny then he begain to get hard which caused Susan to laugh. "Wow mom, you were right about him always liking me, that's why he bullied me, just to get attention. Well look at the attention his little pee pee has." John couldn't believe he was getting a boner for Susan Stall but the feeling of her rubbing the cream felt so good. She covered his member in powder and before he knew it he felt the known feeling of being pinned into his diapers.
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Susan finished pinning John's diapers as her mother went to inspect them. Ms. Stall tugged and every angle on John's diapere and smiled with delight as he was fully secured in them. "Great job honey, pinning diapers is a forgotten art but you are very good at it. Now let's pick out a pair of plastic panties for Johnny."
John still crying, still nursing his pacifer and still somewhat hard looked at his diaper. It was much more thicker then when his mother does it. John thought he heard the word panties but figured Ms. Stall was just teasing him and he would be giving his white plastic pants.
"Oh I like this one" Susan said while looking into the diaper bag. She pulled out a pair of pink plastic panties that had rows of lace and frills everywhere on it. Rosebuds went around the waist of them as well. John totally defeated and not wanting to get spanked again just sighed as Susan ran the panties up his legs and secured them over his diaper.
Ms. Stall and Susan we're looking at John like he was a zoo animal. "Great job picking out those panties Susan, Johnny looks very cute in them." Ms stall said twisting the knife into John's emotions. John let out a sob as he looked down at his panties. "I love how his pacifer and panties match as well. He looks just like one of my baby dolls." Susan added more insult to injury. Ms. Stall looked john up and down happy that her beloved teenage daughter was finally getting her revenge. This took several months of planning but it was working out perfectly. Susan's comment of her baby dolls gave Ms. Stall an idea.
"Susan you just reminded me, run off and go bring some of your baby doll nighties. I think we can find something to match Johnny's panties and pacifer." Susan let out excited laughter as she ran out the door in the hunt for a frilly girly top for her bully. She returned in a flash with several pink nighties. For what felt like forever for John he was made to pose with each one as the yelled out different directions for john. "Bend over! Walk over to us, crawl" were some of the many things yelled at john as he realized was apart of a fashion show and he was the only model. He nightie was soon picked out and now john had a complete matching outfit of panties, top and pacifer.
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"Now that Johnny is dressed, why don't you take him in your room where you can play?" Ms. Stall suggested. John who felt totally ridiculous looked down at his new outfit. He tried his best to pull down the nightie to cover his diaper and plastic panties but it would only get to the top of his thighs if he pulled with all his strength. He hadn't said anything since his spanking and mustered up all the courage he had to say "Ms. Stall, can I please put my jeans back on"? He managed to squeak out. Susan was taken back by him speaking for the first time since phase one started and was worried his mom would let him wear his jeans. Barbara Stall gave a coy smile and said "sure Johnny, go ahead and put your jeans on". Susan was surprised and disappointed that she was going to let him wear jeans but she could soon see why she was letting him.
Since school started John was begging his mother for new jeans for back to school fashion. Since the move was expensive and time consuming she never got around to buying him new jeans. John's old jeans were several years old and very tight. Even some of the students at school made fun of his tight jeans. Barbara and Susan looked on as john was trying to pull the pants up his legs, once he got to the plastic panties and diaper there was no way he was going to get the jeans to fit over them. he tugged and tugged finally loosing his balance and falling to the ground with his pants half on and to the laughter of his now hated baby sitters. "Looks like you will just have to keep wearing only the diaper till we find something different Johnny". Barbara said smugly. "Now you two go play while I do some chores."
Susan grabbed John's hand and gave him the tour of the house. The house was a rather normal house with a finished basement, nice kitchen, living room and several bedrooms. "This is the best room in the house" Susan said as she opened the door to her bedroom. John was surprised to find a room more fit for a little girl rather then a teenage girl. Pink floral wallpaper was on each wall, girly style nightstand, desk and dresser and to top it off a canopy bed. "It's very nice Susan" john said quietly Removing the pacifier from his mouth . "Glad you liked it, I figured a sissy like you would LOVE IT" Susan happily replied. John was upset by the word sissy, he wasn't a sissy at all, he was forced to wear this outfit. "Susan, could you please not call me a sissy?" He asked in a sad little weak voice.
Susan surprised that he talked back looked him right in the eyes and put her hands on his shoulders with force. "You don't want to be called a sissy? Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Did you ever think you hurt my feelings when you called me so many awful names?" Susan pushed john onto his diaper butt on the bed. "Did you think I liked being called a fat bitch, that I was going to hell for committing the sin of gluttony? Remember when you threw that pudding on my while I was wearing my new Varsity cheer jacket? Remember all the awful and terrible things you did and said to me? And now you don't want to be called a sissy? You really must be the definition of a sissy, for all the awful things you said to me and you get upset by the word sissy?" John started to lightly cry at the way Susan was speaking to him. "Look at you, you are not just a sissy, but a sissy baby. You cry at getting your temperature taken, at wearing adorable little outfits that I picked out for you, and by just being called a sissy. You really must understand what you are now, a sissy baby that's at my control. I want you to call yourself a sissy baby. Say it. Say 'I'm a sissy baby' say it or I'll send everyone on the cheerleading squad that lovey photo of you in diapers and I will tell them all about this wonderful weekend. I wonder what Cindy Rockwell would think of you having your anal temperature while suc-king on a pink pacifier."
John cried again. He knew he had to do everything. He knew he was merely just a sissy baby that Susan controlled. The last thing he wanted was the cheerleading team to know and specially Cindy Rockwell to know about this dreaded weekend. He gathered up all his courage and said "I'm a sissy baby". Susan looking down on him smiled, but she wanted more. "Say it with joy and excitement, stop crying so much and really be happy with the statement." John looked at her with anger but cleared his throat and said with glee "I'm a sissy baby"! Susan getting more and more pleasure and excitement instructed him to sound more happy and say why he loves being a sissy baby. She was not making this easy for John. John tried several more times and got happier and happier with Susan nodding In delight. "I loveeeeeee being a sissy baby. I love that I get to wear thick diapers with pretty plastic panties. I love all the pink. I love suc-king on my pacifier. It makes me so happy." He loudly said with enthusiasm.
Susan was on cloud nine. Phase One of her Three Way Revenge has finally kicked off and running. "What a good sissy baby
You are. I'm so happy you enjoy this sissy baby lifestyle. I have a special treat for my little sissy baby" Susan went to her dresser and grabbed her makeup kit. John looked upset when she came walking over. "Now don't pout, all sissy's love make up. Even sissy babies like you. Can you ask in a nice tone for a makeover?"
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John gave up all hope for this weekend. He knew he was trapped and had to do everything no matter what. If it wasn't for that damn picture that his mom took he wouldn't have to worry. The idea of Cindy Rockwell seeing that picture was so earth shattering, he knew he had to play Susan's game. "Susan can you give me a make over please?" He said in an overly happy tone. Susan was pleased but knew he could give her more.
"Johnny, you really gotta tell me why you deserve a make over, tell me why and what kind of make up you want to wear." Susan said smilingly widely. John yet again had to swallow his male pride and play ball. "Susan, I want to be a pretty Sissy so bad. I wanna look so pretty. I want bright red lips. I want blue eye shadow to bring out my eyes, I want you to give me the best makeover ever! Pretty please Susan, give me a makeover!" John added even more sweetness to the tone. "Oh well since you asked so nicely I really can't so no can I? Let's start with your lips, I believe you requested red lips? Oh I think I have the perfect shade for you". Susan rummage though her make up bag and pulled out a tube of bright Firetruck red lipstick. She instructed john to pout his lips as she began applying the lip stick.
"You have such pretty lips Johnny. Shame it's wasted on a boy like you. Any girl would kill to have lips like yours. There so large. The cheerleaders call big lips like yours DSL lips, you know what that stands for Johnny? D*ck suc-king lips? Isn't that funny? Well I guess your lips are not totally wasted on you. You are a huge sissy and sissy's do love make up. You make a great sissy actually. I'm sure all the members of the football team would love to see your DSL's in action" john was fighting back tears as she applied coat after coat of the bright red lipstick. John had no idea Susan could be so raw and dirty with her vocabulary. She seemed like a fat prissy girly girl who slept in a little girl style room, but here she was making sexual comments. "Oh my Johnny, your lips are to die for" she said admiring her work.
"I help do the make up for my dance recitals and I watch a lot of YouTube videos, I think I have gotten pretty good at applying make up. Ooooooooo let's do your eyes next, I have just the perfect thing I want to do." Susan pulled out a small box that contained fake eyelashes. She applied the glue to his eye lids and pressed on the eye lashes. John winced in pain as she was pushing the eyelashes on. "No pain no gain sissy, hahahah. I had these left over from my dance recital, trust me, when you see them you will love em. Now I believe you requested blue eye shadow? Good selection, we really want to feature your baby blue eyes. After all you are a boy and boys wear blue. Even sissies like you are allowed a little blue now and then." She hummed happily as she brushed his eyes with thick blue eye shadow.
Susan stepped back to give John a once over. "You know, even though your face is all ready so red with all the embarrassment, you could really go for some blush, once you fully accept being my sissy you won't need to be embarrassed anymore". She applied a large amount of blush to both cheeks.
Susan smiled with glee and she looked over the finished product. "You look so good! I was trying to base your make up after an old doll I have. You look better then good, you look incredible" she said with excitement. John still have no idea what he looked like sat with dreaded fear of when he was going to see himself. "We gotta do something with that hair now" Susan said promptly.
Susan took out a brush and began brushing his hair. "Johnny I gotta say this is so much fun for me. Your like a living Barbie Doll. Do you play with barbies?" John shook his head no. "Oh well will change that, I have so many, there really fun, will play after your make over. Oooooo you can give one of my barbies a make over. You get to see how fun it is. I gotta say it won't be as fun as yours, but I think you will like it". John had somewhat long hair that went past his ears that made it very easy for Susan to do a girly hairstyle. She tied two pink ribbons to both ends of his head and gave him little girl style pigtails.
The fact that her once bully was now in her bedroom, fighting back tears on his heavily made up face, hair in pig tails and wearing a very thick diaper that she pinned on that was covered by a pair of pink plastic panties was pleasure overload for Susan. But the last part of his outfit waited in her closet, and this would be the final part of Phase One.
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"Im going to change into something more comfortable." Susan told John as she stepped into her walk in closet. She pealed off her black leotard and rolled down her ballet pink tights as she changed into a sweet shirt and sweet pants that bared the cheerleader squad logo. As john sat on her bed with his new hair style and heavily made up face he wished the ground could eat him up. How was he going to return to school on Monday and look Susan in the eyes after she had seen him like this. No matter what she will always have this moment forever of him being a complete sissy baby for his former victim. "Oh my god! This will go perfect with the rest of your outfit!" Susan squealed with excitement.
John's eyes widen with fear as Susan stepped out of her closet holding a hanger that held a very frilly pink communion dress. It looked like a pageant dress mixed with a ballerina costume. Flowers along with sequence, puffed sleeves, short skirt and tulle completed the dress. "My mom made this for my first communion. She knew how much I liked ballet costumes and really went over the top with it. I really stood out compared to the other eight year olds but I didn't care, I looked so beautiful compared to them. I haven't wore it since communion day, in fact nobody has ever wore it besides me on that day so this is a very special celebration. Your first day as a Sissy Baby and you get to wear my very special communion dress". John didn't know what to say. His face went pale which made him look even more like a doll now unknown to him had perfectly round circles of blush on his cheeks. "Would you do the honor and ask nicely to wear this very special dress Johnny?" Susan asked in a sugary tone.
"I would be honored and would love to wear such a pretty dress Susan. I can only hope to be as pretty as you." He managed
To spit out. Susan smiled with delight. "First let's get that nightie off you. Nighties are for beddy bye time." Susan slipped off John's nighty and made sure to run her hands against his bare skin which caused
John to go hard in his diapers. "Oh let's get some tights on you first, my ballet tights will match the dress perfectly!" Susan placed the dress on her dresser as she ran back into her closet. John fully accepted what was happening to him and could only hope she would get bored of this game. Susan stepped out holding a pair of pink ballet tights. "Point your foot out as I roll these up your legs". John pointed his foot out which impressed Susan. "You have a lovely toe pointe Johnny. The girl's in my class would love to have feet like yours." She said as she began to roll the tights up.
Susan comment about his feet shook John a bit more then He expected. Since John was a young boy his mother always talked about ballet. She would often say things like "I wish I had a little girl who would take ballet and be my little ballerina". John would hear his mom say that over the span of his childhood and always made him wonder. He always envisioned his mom signing him up for ballet classes and making him wear a tutu since it was her dream. She would do a regular tradition of going to the nutcracker with John every December and would comment on how beautiful the dancers were and how graceful the men moved. he looked down at his now pink legs he got an odd feeling and felt even more weaker. He just wished that his mother would never see him wearing ballet tights.
"Stand up now". Susan ordered. John stood up and looked down at his legs fully covered by the pink Capizo brand tights. The bulge of his diaper was massive but the tights fit snugly over the massive diaper and plastic panties. Susan took out a pair of matching ultra frilly panties and guided them up John's legs. She was giggling with excitement. Due to Susan's weight as a child her waist size was actually a bit larger then John's was now and made the panties fit with perfection over the diaper and tights. The panties were made of shinny silk which had ruffles, ribbons and lace covering them. Once the panties were placed Susan grabbed the dress and slid it over John's head and brought it down. Susan could barley speak looking at her complete sissy
Masterpiece.
"Last thing you need are some shoes!" Susan who had larger feet which was unfortunate for John returned with a pair of pink ballet slippers that she wore to class. She quickly put them on over his tight covered feet. "Are you ready to see the new you Johnny?" Susan said with excitement as she opened her walk in closet door which contained a full length mirror on the other side of the door. John had his made up eyes closed and he slowly opened them to see what he finally looked like.
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John slowly opened his made up eyes and looked straight into the mirror. At first he didn't see himself. All he saw was a large mass of pink. Letting his eyes adjust he started to notice the details. The sequences, the lace, the ribbons, the puffy selves. Once his eyes observed the dress he looked down at his legs. The skirt of the dress came to about mid thighs. Running down his legs were the soft ballet pink tights that had the matching leather pink ballet slippers. The part that really shook him was his face. When Susan told him that she does a lot of the make up for her dance recitals she wasn't lying. John's face was so made up he looked like a prima ballerina about to perform. The ballet tights and slippers helped complete the outfit of a ballerina as well. His lips were Cupid style bright red. His cheeks were now perfect circles of pink that made him look more like an old fashion doll or a sugar plum fairy. His eye lids were tinted bright baby blue and his eye lashes were now one inch long. Eye liner traced around his eyes completed the entire Sissy make up process. He was so shaken by his make up he didn't even realize his hair style of pink tails wrapped with two pink Ribbons on either side of his head.
John couldn't even talk. He slowly moved forward and just gasped at his appearance. He never in a million years would look at his reflection and see what he was seeing. The most startling part was he actually looked like a young girl. No trace of him as a boy existed. He felt a rush of pain and embarrassment sweep through him and he grabbed the skirt of his dressed and pushed it between his legs for reasons unknown to him. He literally didn't even know what he was feeling at the moment. So many emotions was running in his body that he was staring for 30 seconds and still didn't say a word.
"I take it you like it?" Susan asked smugly. He looked right into her eyes and water slowly started to fill his eyes. He tried to give her the most sympathetic look as possible. Susan read his eyes like a book and firmly said "You better not cry like a big baby. Your going to ruin your make up if you do I'll make sure you get a spanking and a Tammy Temperature" Susan said firmly. John regained himself and pushed the tears back. After staring at himself for several minutes he didn't want to make Susan angry with him so he said "thank you very much Susan for the makeover. I look so pretty I didn't even recognize myself." Susan was impressed with her make over skill but more impressed with how loyal John was becoming. She didn't even prompt him to say thank you. He naturally did it for her. This turned Susan on in a way she never felt. She literally had a slave/Servant/Doll that she could do anything with and he would follow her commands every time.
"Now let's add a few Finishing touches to complete the outfit." Susan reached into the accessories bag that was attached to the communion dress hanger. Inside the accessory bag was short anklet socks that she knew wouldn't fit John, a head reef and a pair of white gloves. Susan Hoped the gloves would fit john and to her delight they did. She gave John an old fashion doll to hold and then placed his new pink pacifier into his mouth. "Now don't suc-k on it to hard baby, I don't want you to smear your lipstick!" She warned John. She ran back into her closet and pulled one last item out.
Several years ago when Susan was in Jr. High she overheard a group of the popular kids talking about Halloween costumes. One of the girls who's name was Ashely Kelly, suggested to her group of friends that they should do a group costume and be the RugRats characters for Halloween. Susan who always wanted to be accepted by the popular kids took the idea and stepped it up further. She wanted to be a baby for Halloween and maybe Ashley Kelly and the popular kids would find her costume funny and matching they would become friends with her. Susan showed up to school on Halloween with a little pink dress, Mary Jane shoes with knee socks and a matching pink Bonnet, Bib and pacifier. Much to the horror of Susan, the popular kids and Ashely were all dressed as characters from Mean Girls. Susan had to hear the taunts all year and the nickname of Baby Susie was created for the rest of the school year. Diapers we're taped to her locker door sporadically throughout the school year.
Susan had no idea at the time why she kept the accessories to the costume but she was glad she did. The pink pacifier that John's Cupid lips were currently suc-king on was the one from the costume. She quickly found the bonnet and bib and stepped out of the closet. As quick as a flash she tied the pink bonnet over John's head and finished the knot In a big bow. She held onto the bib for her plan later in the day. John's outfit was now complete with white lacy gloves, a pink bonnet tied beautifully around his head which had his pig tails sticking out with the pink ribbons, suc-king on his now new pacifier and holding his new doll.
John who was around 5'6 felt more like he was 3'6. His slim body of around 110 pounds only added to the now emasculated sissy baby that he had become. "Let's show my mom. She's going to be so proud of your transformation!" Susan grabbed John's hand and led him downstairs. John struggled to keep up due to his diaper being so thick. The waddle Susan observed john doing while walking made her giggle with delight.
Barbara Stall was in the kitchen placing dishes into the dishwasher when she noticed Susan waking into the kitchen. "Mom someone wants to say hi to you". Susan said in a cute voice. She then did a small wave and john entered the Kitchen. Barbara who along with Susan was a where of the plan to get john in the position he was in now was incredibly surprised. She thought that the only girl thing he could wear were the plastic pink panties with the nighty but a large smile formed on her face when she saw the communion dress. She hand't thought about that dress in years. Barbara always knew Susan was talented with makeup but even her job on Johnny impressed her to no end. "Oh My God Susan." She literally stepped backwards in amazement and shock. "You are a prodigy. I can't believe this was ever Johnny. You can't even tell. He looks so perfectly like a little sissy baby girl!" The words cut john open at how blunt she was but it was the truth. He was nothing but a little sissy baby girl.
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(I'm back from my vacation with plently of fresh new ideas for Johnny. Hope you all look forward to the continuing humiliation of Johnny.)
Mrs. Stall was still delighted and kept looking John up and down and enjoyed the image of her Daughter's bully who was now completely at their control. John who sat their clutching his new doll and suc king his new pacifier just was praying the weekend would end soon. "Why don't you two go play while I'll get dinner ready?" Susan smiled with glee as she took John's hand and raced towards the basement.
John had to take his time going down the basement steps due to the thickness of his diaper. Once they reached the basement john was very impressed with it. The basement was completely finished and was covered into a child's playroom. John noticed it seemed almost meant for a younger child and not for a teenager. Barbie dolls and accessories were scattered among American Girl Dolls, dress up clothing and a closet which contained all of Susan's old dance recital costumes. John looked wide eyed in the closet as Susan gave the tour of the basement. A large number of Ballet, Jazz and Tap costumes filled the closet from front to back. John who had odd feelings about ballet due to his mother looked at the costumes for a little to long and Susan noticed.
"I know there so pretty right? Maybe we can play a dress up tomorrow and have a little recital" Susan said happily. Susan removed John's pacifier and sat him down on a Disney princess carpet. "Now I know baby wants to suc k on his pacifier, but maybe we can play barbies nicely while Mommy makes dinner." John who really didn't want the pacifier nodded happily to the idea of playing barbies. While playing Susan played the role of Ken while John had to play the role of Barbie. Susan Instructed John on how he had to pick out the best looking outfit for Barbie's date with Ken. The game seemed to last forever and under Susan's bossy nature john had to comply with all of her orders. What seemed like hours of playing Dream Date john noticed that Susan was really into playing barbies far to much. Truly any girl in high school wouldn't even look at a Barbie anymore but she was really enjoying herself.
Barbie and Ken's dream date was interrupted by Mrs. Stall who informed them it was dinner time. Susan who looked upset to end the game took John by the hand and led him upstairs to the dinning room. John who was very hungry by this time noticed only two plates set out on the
Table. "Babies have to wait till the grown up's finish there dinners first." As Mrs. Stall firmly rammed the pacifier into John's made up lips much to his surprise. She placed him at an empty seat and watched Susan and Mrs. Stall both chow down on a complete stake dinner with sides of mashed potatoes and veggies. John was very hungry at this point still hadn't had lunch and nursed his pacifier trying to get any source of taste from it.
Once they both were finished Barbara nodded at Susan. Susan jumped up and retrieved the bib that she used for her failed Halloween costume. The large pink bib which had the word "Baby" in pink on a white background was tied firmly around his neck while Mrs.Stall went to get John's dinner.
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Barbara returned to the dinning room holding a pink plastic bowl and a baby's bottle which looked like milk inside of it. John noticed the content of the bowl contained a greenish colorful mush that did not look good at all. John who was starving at this point frowned looking at what he knew was going to be his dinner.
"Babies need to grow up big and strong, even little sissy babies like you. I went shopping earlier today and got you some nice baby food that will help you grow big and give you some firm poopies." Barbara said in a babyish tone. Susan laughed out loud when her mother mentioned the firm poopies. "I hope your hungry Johnny because we have about 10 jars worth here." John's eyes grew wide at the sheer number of baby food jars he would have to consume. Susan got up from her chair and took the plastic bowl. From her mother. "Mom, I can feed the baby if you wanna clean up a bit". Mrs. Stall gathered up the dishes and returned to the kitchen while Susan began to feed Johnny.
"What a lucky baby you are. Getting 10 jars of baby food. I'm sure you will have a nice big poopie later from it." Susan told her new baby as she was pushing globs of baby food into John's mouth. Baby food was quickly sticking to John's mouth as he was chocking on the nasty taste of it. One large amount made him gag so much he coughed up a big amount that went all over his bib. "Such a good thing we got you into this bib. I'm sure a big baby like you would have ruined my pretty dress with baby food if you weren't wearing protection. I'm sure your used to protection now after wearing diapers for so long though." Susan smiled widely as john was trying to eat the baby food as quick as he could. "Hahahah you look so funny with your make up mixed with the food all over your face. You look like a little Clown. Oh Johnny, I know I told you before but this is the best day ever. I'm going to learn so much about babysitting from you.". John hung his head after eating the last bite.
"Time for milk baby"! Susan rammed the teat of the bottle in John's bright red lips and food covered face. "I'm not sure if your full or not but you got 3 more bottles after this one. We wanna make sure baby is nice and full." John was nursing a baby's bottle. He felt awful and exposed before but this was the worst. He honestly felt like a baby now. The first bottle was done quickly and Susan all ready had the 2nd bottle ready. While john drank away the rest of the bottles, Mrs. Stall was in the kitchen smiling happily. She looked down in the recyclables and laughed when she noticed the large bottle of laxatives. The bottle was now empty and it's contents were in every bottle they fixed for Johnny.
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Mrs. Stall came in a short time later with a wash cloth in her hand, she laughed out loud looking at John's appearance. "Oooooooo it looks like our little baby is a messy eater. Good thing baby Johnny had his bib on so his pretty dress wouldn't get dirty" she said in a baby talk style voice as she whipped away the food from his face. Once john was cleaned up Susan took him by the hand and raced downstairs towards the basement. "It's so much nicer to play with someone else. I have a little cousin who's six that comes to visit every once in awhile. She loves playing with barbies and I teach her all my dance and cheerleading routines. Ooooooooo that gives me an idea." Susan ran to the dress up section of the basement and came back in a flash holding several items.
"Now Johnny, do you want to take off my nice communion dress and try something different on?" John shook his head with enthusiasm. Susan smiled with delight as she took John's dress off. John noticed the same warm sensation as Susan rubbed her hands across his body and she slowly pulled the dress over his head.as she pulled down his tights and panties she made sure to place her hand firmly on his crotch. Susan smiled feeling John get hard though his thick diapers. She slowly started rubbing the front of his diapers and noticed john enjoying himself. Still suc-king on his pacifier in the same rhythm that Susan was rubbing. Since John had been back in diapers his self pleasuring was cut back significantly. He missed the feeling and never had anyone but himself do it to him. This was the best thing he ever felt, he wished Cindy Rockwell was doing this to him instead of Susan but he could just close his eyes and picture her. When John was about to climax Susan suddenly stopped.
John opened his eyes and looked at her for mercy to finish. "Does little baby Johnny want to make squirty's in his diapers? Only very good babies get to make squrity's, so just keep being a good baby and you will get a nice treat soon!" John was left frustrated and hopeless. It felt so good and then Susan stopped it. He wished he could finish himself off but he realized he slowly started to go soft feeling emasculated yet again. Susan pulled the pacifier from John's mouth and looked at him only wearing his diaper and plastic panties. "Now will Sissy Johnny be a good sissy and participate with my games? Or does he want to stay as a baby for the rest of the night?" Susan asked. "Please Susan I want to play games with you" john said enthusiastically. Susan then Handed John his new outfit. It was a blue and white cheerleading uniform she worn in JR. High. Yet again due to Susan's large frame it would fit john like a glove. Susan helped john step into the cheerleading dress. She replaced his pink pigtails with a pony tail tied with a blue and white ribbon, she slowly rolled up her bloom cheeaderling bloomers up his legs and placed them over his thick diapers. The bloomers were made of a spandex material and were incredibly tight against his diapers which caused Susan to giggle. "Most times cheerleaders don't wear diapers, but we gotta be very careful with you sissy. We don't want you to have any accidents in your uniform. Now I'm going to teach you several routines. I want to see Energy and excitement from you? Do you understand?" John smiled and nodded his head with pride. He looked over Susan's shoulder and noticed his appearance in a large mirror. While he looked like a compete and total sissy in a cheerleading uniform he was happy to have the pink communion dress and all the accessories off. Maybe if he was extra happy she would finish his hand job.
John took his Pom poms and started to learn all the cheers Susan was teaching him. Susan was surprised on how fast John learned the moves. Even John was impressed with himself. The thick diaper between his legs made it hard to move which caused Susan to laugh out loud several times. John noticed every time he jumped, skipped or bent over his skirt would rise up exposing his bloomers and his bulging diaper. He didn't care how ridiculous he looked. He just dreamed of getting that hand job from Susan. Around a half hour later john felt something inside him rumble. His tummy was very full and was making lots of noises. All the movement from cheerleading worked up his stomach into a frenzy.
"Susan can I go to the bathroom?" Susan smiled back at him and told him "go ahead Johnny. Your wearing your bathroom! Make some big poopies for me and my mom. " John's eyes widen in horror. Were they really going to make him use his diapers? "Susan please show me wear the bathroom is" john pleaded. Once again Susan told him to use his diapers. Suddenly the feeling in his stomach grew and he leaned over. Susan seeing John's weakness pushed john over and mounted him holding his arms down. "Come on Johnny, just poo poo in your diapers, then you will get a nice changing. I promise it will be a very nice changing!" John struggled to push Susan off but she outweighed him by at least 75 pounds. Susan was get more and more excited looking at Johnny's struggle to hold his bowel movements. With one free hand she pushed hard on Johnny's stomach which proved to be to much for poor Johnny as he felt his butt hole explode with thick gooey poo. Still struggling trying to get Susan off his caused his body to move and squish the poo all over his behind. After 30 seconds he couldn't believe
More poop was still coming out of him. Once he finally stopped struggling and Susan got up off him. She looked down at her once bully who was in her cheerleading uniform wearing a very full and stinky diaper. "Is baby finished?" John looked at her and broke down in a sobbing cry. Susan laughed with pride.
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(Had a lot of free time today which meant a LARGe story chapter. Enjoy and please give me any ideas or suggestions)
Barbara came down to the basement when she heard John crying. She knew the reason why, after that many laxatives there was no way John was going to last more then an hour. As she approached she observed John laying on the ground having a terrible tempter tantrum. Any sign of john looking mature was gone. The high school freshmen was sobbing crying on the ground, rolling back and forth in a very filled and stinky diaper wearing a cheerleading uniform. Barbara looked at Susan with a smile and a nod that they finally broke john down to the big baby he was.
John knew he looked utterly ridiculous. He wanted to present himself better, but after all the humiliation he received today he just couldn't help it. He felt just like a baby. He was dressed as a baby, fed like a baby, talked to like a baby and now he was crying like a baby. The fact that he was being treated so much like a baby made him cry more like a baby. It took at least 5 minutes for him to calm down.
"Did baby Johnny poo poo in his diapers? Barbara asked in a babyish tone. John still crying and rubbing his eyes nodded. "You must really like being treated like a baby Johnny. I thought you only had bed wetting problems but pooping your pants, or should I say your dress is a much bigger deal. I don't even know what to tell your mother." John still breathing heavily and crying tried to say Susan made him poop himself but Barbara laughed it off. "Are you saying my 15 year old daughter made you poop your pants? That sounds pretty far fetched Johnny. You have to take responsibility for your actions Johnny." Her statement caused a new fresh batch of tears.
"You really are such a cry baby wuss. I wonder what everyone at school would think of this. A teenager who poops his pants and literally starts sobbing like a little baby." Susan said coldly. John could feel poop in every corner of his diaper, all he wanted was a fresh diaper, something he never thought he would want. "Does baby want a changing? It sure does smell bad and I can't even imagine what it's like to be wearing that mess you made." Barber replied. John looked up at her, his mascara and eyeliner were running down his face. He gave her the most desperate plea to be changed and nodded yes.
"Well go on, tell me why baby needs to be changed" Barbara firmly said. John knew this game and just wanted to get changed so bad he would just have to play with it. "Please can I have my diaper changed. I made a poopies and really want to be changed." John pleaded. He thought adding the poopies line would help and make him seem more babyish. "Tell us exactly what you are, and why you made poopies in your diaper." Susan said confidently. John took a deep breath and began to cry as he said "I'm the world's biggest sissy baby. I'm such a sissy baby I made big poopies in my diaper. Please change me before I get diaper rash" he said at almost a begging matter. Susan and Barbara felt confident in his response but Susan had one more trick up here sleeve.
"You know mom, John hasn't pee pee since he's been here. It would be such a waste to change him now when he might have another accident later." Barbara loved the idea and never even thought about this during the phase One planing. "Good idea Susan. Johnny, once you pee pee in your diapers will give you a nice fresh changing. I'm sure the 4 bottles of milk will help pee soon. The sooner rather the better. I'm sure the diaper rash is going to get real bad real soon. " Barbara said. "I wonder what the boys in Gym class will say about that. Maybe we could give some diaper rash cream to the school nurse and she can apply it on you during the day." Susan added. This cause another fresh batch of tears to john. He couldn't believe he was still crying.
John got up and made a squatting position as Susan and Barbara looked on with excitement. They observed the concentration on John's made up face and knew it the second he started wetting himself. Which felt like the longest pee he ever had john slowly filled up his poop covered diapers as he noticed the extra weight the diaper was getting. He could feel it almost slipping off him if it wasn't pinned so tight. After what felt like forever he stopped and looked at both of them and nodded that it was indeed done.
"Let's get that uniform off you and go change you" Susan said happily. He was brought upstairs to the familiar routine of his diaper changing that only happened a few hours ago. As he was brought to the changing mat he never felt so gross. Each step he took he could feel the poop smear more and more in his diaper. The pee sloshed and mixed with the poop and made the whole feeling unbearable.
"Ok Susan, you may want rubber gloves for this one. I'm sure baby made a BIG mess" Barbara said instructively. Susan had a box of latex gloves in the changing station and slipped them on as she began unpinning him. The smell hit her like a truck and she almost gagged. "Oh my god, you really are a big messy baby. You smell awful." Susan said bluntly. Barbara even had to cover her noise at one point. Susan took her time wiping every inch of Johnny's messy diaper area. The entire changing must of took almost 15 mins. After all the embarrassment john couldn't even get hard. "I'll run Johnny a bath while you finish up Susan" Barbara told Susan. Once Barbara left the room Susan looked down at John and smiled.
"Here you go baby" as she placed John's pacifier into his lips. "I told you I would give you a special treat when you messed yourself didn't I?" Susan took her latex glove hand and placed it right on John's member softly. John looked up which caused the pacifier to fall out of his mouth. Susan quickly picked it up and plugged his mouth with it again. "Baby needs to be nice and calm for this, so suc-k on your pacifier" Susan told him. John nodded and began to feel the strokes of Susan's hand on his member. Susan never felt a real pen-is before but could feel it get bigger in her hand.
Susan always heard the latest sex stories in the Locker room from the other cheerleaders. She always dreamed of being with a cute boy to do all the dirty
Things the cheerleaders talked about. She knew what some of the things were like hand jobs and blow jobs but was clueless on other things. She looked down at her new baby and could see he was enjoying this with each stroke. "See it's nice when baby behaves right?" John nodded in agreement. As the stroking picked up in speed another idea pooped in her head. She had always heard the cheerleaders talking about having this done to them. She decided to do this to Johnny. "The team always talks about there's boyfriends doing this to them and they love it, I'm sure if they love it you will love it" john just nodded with excitement in his eyes. Suddenly the excitement turned to Complete horror as he felt two of Susan's long fat fingers plunged into his butthole. His eyes almost popped out of his sockets at how deep her fingers went in and he squealed a girlish whimper at the action.
"Bath Time Johnny" Barbara said out loud from the other room. Susan instantly removed her fingers from John's butthole and let go of his pen-is. John who was still in complete shock at what just happened scurried to his feet completely naked. Susan smiled at John and said "it looks like you just got fingered. The girls say that's 3rd base. Looks like we just went to 3rd base Johnny".
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John was up against the wall of the guest bedroom complete naked and half hard. Susan stood up grabbed John's hand and walked with him to the bathroom. John who was still partly hard didn't want Mrs. Stall to see him with a erection. He quickly tucked his pen-is between his legs as they walked into the bathroom. John saw a large Bubble bath waiting for him as Mrs. Stall looked down at him with a smile.
"Well it seems Johnny likes being a little baby sissy so much he's trying to make himself look like a little girl" Mrs. Stall said as she pointed at John's Mangina. The comment caused Susan to laugh at loud, a sound John was to familiar with during this Dreaded weekend stay. John never thought hiding his erection would lead to such a humiliating comment.
As he stepped in the bath Mrs. Stall and Susan took out wash cloths and began to scrub John over every part of his body. A yellow ducky was floating in the bath with him keeping him company as the scrubbing continued. "Make sure to get his little Rosebud Susan" Mrs. Stall said sweetly. John felt pressure in his butthole for the third time today as he felt the familiar long fat fingers of Susan probe his rosebud again. Again John squealed like a little girl having a fit and nothing like the 14 year old young man that he should act like.
Once completely bathed and cleaned John was taken out of the bath and dried by Susan. Once she was done he brushed his teeth completely naked not even trying to hide his manhood. Mrs. Stall and especially Susan saw it many times today. Once brushed he was lead by his hand back to the guest bedroom. A clean diaper with plastic panties along with a pink nightie stood by waiting to be worn by Johnny. "First thing first, we have to check your temperature with your favorite thermometer!" Mrs. Stall informed Johnny. John was so exhausted with the day but had no fight in him left anymore. John was laid across the bed as Susan this time inserted the long and what seemed to be extra cold thermometer up John's butt for the second time In eight hours. He moaned like a sissy in heat as Susan took her time inserting the thermometer in and out of his little tortured butthole. When Susan believed it was finally in the right position she let it sit there. Mrs. Stall and Susan stepped out of the guest bedroom for a moment while Johnny sat there with a large cold thermometer inside of his my private hole.
As john sat there he noticed a large mirror in the bedroom. He looked at himself. What he saw he couldn't believe. There he was looking at himself with a large thermometer sticking out of behind. How did he ever get to this level. How did starting high school result in this. He wanted to cry again but believed he was completely cried out. He just accepted this.
Moments later Susan and Mrs. Stall entered the room again with all to familiar bright and big smiles. Susan was carrying something that looked like a large pink pot while Mrs. Stall looked to be carrying pink satin gloves. His thermometer was roughly pulled out of his hole with force which caused him to yell ow.
"Put your hands out Johnny" Mrs. Stall said firmly. John complied as she placed pink satin silk gloves over his hands. Before he even realized what happened he noticed her tying off the ends of the glove with pink ribbon. He now noticed he had no control of his hands and couldn't untie the ribbon. The gloves were fingerless. "We gotta keep these gloves on you during the night. We don't want you trying to take off your diapers or trying to play with your little Pecker. Your mommy informed me that You made a big sticky number 3 mess in your diapers last night. Well that's not going to happen here with my daughter in the house. We gotta make sure Sissy Baby Johnny is nice and secured.
John blushed again for the unknown time at such a bold comment. Susan just giggled at his helpless hands. Susan placed the item she was holding on the ground where Johnny got a better look at it. He saw what it was. It was a bright pink Potty chair that toddlers use when they get toilet trained.
"Before Johnny goes to bed he has to sit on his Potty till he makes a pee pee or poopie" john couldn't believe they were still finding new ways to make this day a living hell for him. "Let's go Jonny, on the Potty! Hehehehe Johnny Potty! I think I found a new nick name for you. Johnny Potty! Johnny Potty! Johnny Potty!" Susan sang . Just still naked expect his new gloves sat down on Potty chair. He struggled to keep balance since the chair was intended for three year olds. Placing his pen-is and butt inside the Potty hole was extremely changeling his knees were bent so high up they almost reached his head. He used his glove covered hands to balance himself on the floor while trying to stay still.
"Now you sit there for 30 mins to make sure everything is out of you before we get your diapers on you for the night and put you to bed." John groaned. 30 mins sitting like this? It was all ready painful after 2 mins. Susan and Mrs. Stall left the guest room and let john at it to make a poopies or Pee Pees. He realized that he had to make something so he didn't have to sit in such a painful position. He saw an alarm clock on the nightstand that read 7:30 PM. He saw the minutes fade by but still nothing. He was still determined. He started pushing with all of his might as he started grunting loudly. The grunting got the attention of Susan who used her ballet moves to gracefully entered the room. The sigh of her new favorite friend sitting on a pink Potty chair, trying to keep balancing, grunting like a caveman and making funnier faces then Jim Carrey caused her such excitement. She did this to him. She got him in this awful mess. It was worth the month of abuse just to see him like this. At 7:43 pm she heard a plop into the Potty. John looked relieved. "Looks like Little Johnny made poopies! Better sit there till 8:00 so we can make sure your completely cleaned out." Another 17 minutes John spent in pain on top of the pink Potty chair. A few drops of pee entered the bowl but nothing else.
Susan and Mrs. Stall congratulated Johnny on making Pee Pees and Poopies in his Potty. For the first time today Johnny was happy. His clean new diaper was pinned on him. His pink nightie that he first wore when he got here was placed over his head and plastic panties were placed over his diaper. He was happy because for the first time all day he was put to bed and left alone. He couldn't wait for the light to turn off and for the hellish day to end. He was fed another large bottle of warm milk while sitting on Susan's knee this time. He guzzled the milk as quick as he could because he just wanted to be left alone and wanting to sleep. Once his bottle was finished Susan removed the bottle with his hated pink pacifier. He noticed this time it had pink ribbon tied around the ring. Once it was inserted in his mouth she took the ribbon and tied it in a very secure and tight knot behind his head. With John's gloves on he noticed he couldn't remove the pacifier. Once tucked in to bed Mrs Stall placed a baby monitor next to the nightstand. "Now I'm going to keep this door locked all night to keep you safe. If you need anything just call me though the baby monitor ok sweetie?" John just
Nodded defeated. As they plugged in a pink Disney Princess night light they exited the room. He heard the clicking of the door locked as he laid there. Hands helpless suc-king on his pink pacifier.
Tomorrow I'm going to rebel he thought. I'm going to fight em, I'll kick, I'll scream but there's no way I'm going to do this tomorrow. NO WAY he determined. He was going to strike back and nothing was going to stop him. As john was tucked in the bed he saw the clock read 8:15. He kept thinking on how he was going to take a stand tomorrow morning and make sure he told his mom about all the abuse he had to go though. He figured he could at least put them in big trouble with the police. Then he would have his revenge.
As john thought about striking back he slowly fell asleep while looking at the red digital clock. The numbers were getting blurry but the last numbers he saw was 8:27 as he drifted off to sleep. Unknown to him Mrs. Stall slipped a Very powerful sleeping pill in his warm bottle of pink.
Susan and Mrs. Stall were on the couch watching a lifetime movie while Susan had her mac computer out. She had opened her video editing software on her laptop as she was importing several videos from the Stall's family collection of IPads and IPhones. She smiled in delight to know she will always have the upper hand on little sissy baby Johnny.
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John awoke in the early morning around 6:30 am. He was surprised he slept so long and undisturbed but figured he was so emotionally drained from the day before that caused him to sleep so late. He must of tossed and turned because his blankets were twisted up and by his feet. The pacifier was still tightly tied to the back of his head and due to the pink satin gloves on his arms he couldn't pull it out. He got out of bed and walked to the door and tried to turn the knob as best as he could but it was in fact locked. Just trying to turn the knob was extremely hard. He felt his bladder full and needed the bathroom badly. He could hear slight noises maybe coming from the kitchen. He needed the bathroom badly and really
Didn't want to wet himself and have another diaper changing by Susan. He saw the baby monitor on the nightstand. He really didn't want to but he had no choice.
He cleared his throat and in the most audible voice possible tried to say "Mrs. Stall, I'm awake now. I need to go to the bathroom please." Unknown to John Mrs. Stall had the monitor with her but the only
Words that came out from John's plea was "mhmss Stmmmmm I'm awmmmm nowmmmmmm. I meed to mo the mathmoomm" she laughed to herself as it sounded like perfect baby talk. Susan who was all ready awake and doing the finishing to touches on her lap top heard the cry as the went upstairs to check on the baby.
John could hear the door being unlocked and saw the hated image of Mrs. Stall and Susan enter the room. Susan skipped over and stuck her two long fat fingers that john was all to familiar with in the side of his panties. She was very surprised to see John was bone dry. "He's a Dry Danielle Mommy!" Susan excitedly said. Mrs. Stall looked surprised and even checked herself that he was indeed dry. Susan used her expert knot skills that she learned in Girl Scouts and undid the knot and pulled the pacifier out. "Does baby need to go pee pees?" Susan asked nicely. John nodded his head. "Ask really nicely that you have to go, ask for your pretty pink Potty and how you want me to unpin your diapers" Susan replied. "No. I'm done with this. I'm not going to do anything you say anymore." John replied coldly, his jaw was still sore from the pacifier but he believed he sounded firm and serious. Susan looked on with shock and surprise and turned to look at her Mother.
Barbara looked equally surprised but had a slight smile on her face and coyly asked "oh really? And what are you going to do about it Johnny?" John felt his anger and frustration grew. He realized he should have made a stand when his damn gloves were taken off, but he all ready went this far. His mother would be there to pick him up in the mid afternoon. He was ready to stand his ground. "You abused me, it's child abuse, I could go to the police, social service, everything you did was illegal. I got you and your fat daughter by the ass and there's nothing you can do about it!" John confidently said. He felt a million times better getting all that off his chest.
Susan was taken back by him calling her fat. She was upset but hearing him say that only justified her revenge yesterday and unknown to John his future. Mrs. Stall gave Susan a nod as she ran out of the room. John thought maybe she went off to cry but was surprised to see her come back less then 30 seconds later holding her laptop smiling from ear to ear. "What's this about abuse Johnny, no one was abused. In fact if you did contact anyone about this abuse I have evidence of you asking to be treated like the way you were treated." John had no idea what she was talking about but now noticed Susan pulling out her Laptop and loading a video.
"Here Johnny, lets all sit down and watch the movie Susan made." John was still very confused at what she was talking about and still needed to go the bathroom. He saw Susan click play on her laptop and saw the movie begin.
A bright pink background displayed on the screen and the words "Johnny's Weekend Play date" appeared on the screen in nursery style letters. He was horrified to see live video of himself suc-king on his pacifier having his diaper pinned on him. When did she video tape him? How did this happen?
Unknown to John at the time Susan carefully placed her and Barbara phones, iPads and laptops in certain places around the house and had them recording the entire time John entreated a room. As Jon watched on in Horror he now saw the video of him asking nicely for a makeover. It killed john to hear him say things like "I want to be pretty" and "I'm such a sissy" over and over. Susan edited the video to feature all the highlights from her putting on his lipstick, him spinning around in the dress with a big fake smile on, him playing with barbies happily and being fed just like a baby. Nursery Rhyme music played in the background during the whole video.
John's eyes began to water as he couldn't believe this video existed. Any claims of abuse would go to deff ears and he knew it. There was no way anyone would believe him. Susan smiled and looked to John "this is my favorite part" the nursery rhyme music ended and an upbeat college fight type music came out of the speakers. Then he saw himself in the cheerleading uniform. Doing all the cheers Susan taught him perfectly. Not only perfectly but him smiling and shaking his Pom poms with such enthusiasm even he was surprised. The video ended with the title of sleeping beauty as he now noticed video of him sleeping in the guest bedroom last night. suc-king on his pacifier. He noticed the blankets were pulled down and his fully exposed panties And nighty were on full display. The video ended and John's face was pure white. He was so shocked he didn't even realize he wet himself.
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Way Revenge
( I just wanna say I'm a terrible person for hving you wait for so long. As a long time reader on this site I would get so frustrated when a story would be updated for a week. I now understand how it can happen. Please forgive me as I give you this short chapter but will post more later this week. We still have two more phases of Susan's revenge to come)
John was still frozen in place on the bed as he now noticed he was wetting himself. He pushed his hands forward trying to hide it from Susan and Mrs. Stall but he knew it would be hopeless. He started to cry again. He thought all about the video Susan made. If that video ever got out in school, if the cheerleading team or god forbid the football players see it he would be as good as dead. "Awwww don't cry Johnny". Susan said sweetly as she pushed his pacifier in his mouth. "I know the movie got you emotional but it's ok. This movie is just my insurance plan that we stay best friends forever during high school". John shuttered. The next four years was going to be just like this.
"Now Johnny, let's get you out of your diapers and ready for church. Unless are we going to have a problem and Susan can premiere your movie for your gym class?" Mrs. Stall said bluntly. John nodded saying there won't be a problem. Mrs. Stall stood john up and pushed down his plastic panties. Her face smiled when she noticed how newly wet they were. "Oooooo it looks like someone is a betsy Wetsy!" Mrs. Stall said with excitement. "I can't believe my movie made him wet himself. I should become a film maker" Susan said happily. John was giving the Familiar routine of being cleaned. Once they were completely done Susan ran out to get something and came back holding a large box.
John read the box that read "Goodnight Bedtime Pants. Extra Large" he noticed on the box had a young girl smiling and the color of the box was pink. The pattern on the goodnights showed on the box had all different types of flowers and butterflies, all in pastel colors. "Now do you want to wear your cloth diapers to church or the big girl panties?" Mrs. Stall asked John as she pulled out his pacifier. John in almost a whisper said "Big Girl Panties". Mrs. Stall was frustrated that john whispered it and made him keep saying it several times till she was happy the way he was asking. John really didn't want to wear Girls Good Nights to church but he knew they would be a hell of a lot better then the cloth diapers and plastic panties.
Susan handed John his good night and instructed him to pull up the goodnight. Susan clapped with glee and started to sing the Pull Ups jingle to Johnny "I'm a big kid, look what I can do!" She teased Johnny. Mrs. Stall was looking though John's backpack of clothes that he never got to wear during the worst weekend of his life. "Oh dear, it seems your mother hasn't packed you anything decent for Church. Susan, go look for something suitable for Johnny to wear." Susan sprinted away with another evil smirk and returned several minutes later holding several clothing racks. To John's horror they were all dresses, and all of them looked like they would be the perfect fit. Under Susan's arms we're several shoe boxes along and dress hats.
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Hey everyone, I'm going to try and doing smaller pets more frequently then large longer parts. Enjoy.)
John's eyes started to fill with water again at the idea of wearing a dress to church. "Please, you can dress me anyway you want here, just don't make me go out in public in a dress! Haven't I been good enough? Pleaseeeeee don't make me go out in public with a dress" he started to cry. John thought about how many times he cried this weekend. He hadn't cried in years before this weekend and now for well over tenth time time this weekend he began to blubber like a little sissy boy that he knew he was becoming.
Susan placed the dresses down on the guest bedroom and walked towards john putting her hand on his shoulder. "There, there sissy. Don't cry. If you cry out in public everyone will know your a little sissy boy, but if you smile and act happy everyone will just think your a happy little girl. Wouldn't you rather be a happy little girl? Plus if you get fussy and don't want to wear my pretty dresses to church I can just upload your new baby videos to YouTube. I'm sure they will go viral. So what's it going to be? Crying sissy boy or happy pretty girl?" Susan informed John.
John tried to compose himself as he sat there crying in his pink Floral goodnight. He managed to get the courage and told Susan still sniffing "happy pretty girl please". Susan beyond pleased with herself that her ex bully was now asking to be made a girl. Susan began trying on different dresses and accessories. After 30 mins she found the matching combination. John wore white dress shoes with bows on the toes, white tights that covered his now much more favorable goodnight rather then his cloth diaper. A rather ugly and out of style lite pink floral dress that screamed 1990s with puffy Sleeves was placed over his head and put in place. To his amazement the dress actually came down to his knees. Something he was actually grateful and happy about. A Sunday church hat was pinned to his head and a pair of white gloves with a small white leather purse completed his outfit. While it was much better then what he was wearing yesterday he now looked like a 7 year old girl. It didn't help that Susan and Mrs. Stall dressed more casual with nice sweater and slacks. Susan asked John if he would like a light make over with make up to appear more girlish which he nodded his head shamefully to.
"Here is your story. I'm going to introduce you to everyone as my friend Joanie from cheerleading camp last summer. I'll say your visiting me because we were best friends at camp. Your very lucky that no one from our school goes to this church so you can relax. There's a few girls from my dance class that go here but that's it. Are you ready for your big first day Joanie? Because I know I am!" Susan said excitedly.
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As the Stall's and John we're walking out to the car John began to get very nervous. How the hell was he going to pull this off? Susan did reinsure him nobody at church went to his school, but still wearing a dress and acting like a girl in public was not something he ever wanted to do at all. The white dress shoes with the bows were something that he never wore before. The half inch heel made him walk and balance funny. John took little steps to get used to the feel. Susan and Mrs. Stall grabbed both of John's hands and walked him to the car like he was a small child. He was placed in the back seat and even Susan buckled him up and she took her spot in the front seat.
John squirmed uncomfortably in the back seat to church. He was happy Susan at least gave him a hat to cover his hair. While it was a bit longer then most boys, he was still thankful for the girly accessory. Dread filled his stomach as they parked in church but then john had a thought. Nobody really talks in church. He wouldn't really have to be on and interacting with everyone. Just sit there and be quiet, he felt confident that he could do that. He began to relax slightly, as well as a teenage boy in a dress made for a 7 year old girl forced to go out in public could.
As they walked john kept the same speed as the Stalls as he did not want his hand held like before. Susan and Barbara noticed he almost seemed eager to get there. John's quick steps almost made it look like he was skipping, Susan smiled thinking how Phase 2 hadn't even officially kicked off and john was skipping like a fairy. Susan lead john into the church that had around 100 people in attendance. He began to get nervous again and he thought he might have wet himself but couldn't check quickly enough because of the long dress. They took there seats and john shifted uncomfortably feeling all eyes were on him. As he shifted he could feel the wetness in between his crotch. Oh god he wet himself in public again. He was thankful for the Goodnights Pull-Up Panties he was wearing but they just sat down for church. He was going to spend at least in hour in a wet pull up.
The Church sermon went on and on about loving thy fellow neighbor. All of the sudden he heard the minister said "you can go all in peace" as the crowds of people stood up and walked to the church doors. As the stalls and john we're walking Susan got excited and saw several of her friends from her Girl Scout Troop near the entrance of the church. She grabbed John's hand and skipped over to them.
"Olivia, Whitney, Janice, this is my best friend from Cheer Camp Joanie. She just moved into the area and since we live so close we had a slumber party last night". John noticed all these girls were in the age range of 10 and 12. John almost thought it was funny that Susan was still in something as childish as the Girl Scout, but now was not the time, he had to be in his best Girl behavior right now.
"Hi" john managed to squeak out in his best sissy girl voice. The girls all introduce themselves to John and smiled and welcomed her in the neighborhood. John shifted from side to side keeping up with the farce and smiled every time they commented him on his outfit. "I love your hat. I used to have one like that when I was little, I don't think I'm girly enough to pull something like that off, but you do it so nicely, even the white tights look great on you!" Olivia said. John blushed that a real girl said he looked so girly. He couldn't believe he was pulling this off so naturally but he just kept going along with it. He mentioned how much he loved cheerleading and that he was so happy Susan and him were best friends.
"Joanie, if you live locally now you should join our Girl Scout Troop. We always need new Scouts. Plus Susan's mom is the Troop Leader. I'm sure she could get you in no problem." Whitney said confidently. John looked at Susan and saw a big smile on her face, was this something that she planned out with her mom as well? "Ummm maybe, I could ask my mom when I get home later". John said nervously. Barbara walked out and took John's hand. " I want you to meet the minister Peters" john was walked up to an older man in minister attire. "Well what a pretty dress for a pretty girl, it's so rare to see girl's her age wear dresses. I must say it's a nice treat, and you look so pretty in it" the minister said happily. John managed to say thank you in a high voice. "I was telling Joanie how important your message was on loving thy fellow neighbor. Susan had to deal with some bullies in school and it's just so awful what kids do to other kids. It's good to know you preach such fine messages minister." Minister Peters smiled and told Joanie and Susan to always be good to everyone which they both said they promised to do. Much to John's delight they were walking to the car and heading home. He looked at the clock in the car and it read 11:30 am. He knew his mom would pick him up in a few hours and all the awful memories of the weekend would just be memories. Only a few hours to go, what could go wrong he thought.
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Once they got back to the Stall's house Barbara asked if they wanted lunch which they both did. While in the kitchen Susan grabbed the skirt of John's dress and pulled it up over his head. "Just checking to see if your dry JOANIE!" Susan giggled, John tried to push his dress down before Susan could see the wetness but it was to late. His white tights had a clearly wet stain on the front of his crotch. "Oh my god, you peed your panties? Wow you really are the biggest sissy baby ever. Maybe we should give your mom some Goodnight Pull-Ups that you could wear to school. " john managed to pull the dress down and tears filled his eyes. He had no idea why this was happing more and more. A few wet beds a week he could understand, him peeing himself in public. He now started to get really worried that this could become a permanent thing.
"Susan go change Johnny, it's up to you what he wears, keep in mind his mommy is coming in a few hours" Barbara said in an tone that almost sounded coded and John noticed she gave Susan a look. Susan nodded and took John upstairs to be changed while Barbara made lunch.
John was brought into his guest bedroom as Susan closed the door. She took John's dress off and peeled his tights down as she took of his shoes off. Soon john was just standing there in his Goodnights and nothing else. "Now john, do you wanna go back in your baby diapers? Goodnights? Or a pair of my very nice, silky smooth panties?" Susan said as she slowly took off his Goodnight. Here john was standing as Susan was on her knees and now he was fully exposed. The excitement got to him as he began to get hard. "Panties" he whispered.
Susan took John's manhood in her hand and began stroking him. She placed him on the bed completely naked and hard. She started to stoke harder and faster as john got more excited. "Think of your little pee pee wrapped up in my nice pretty silkily pink panties. Don't you wanna be the best sissy you could be Johnny?? Tell me that you wanna be a sissy and I'll make you feel so good". This was the best feeling john had in his life, he hadn't been able to jerk off since he was in diapers. He never gotten a hand job and he sure as hell didn't want it to stop.
"Please don't stop Susan, I wanna wear your panties, I wanna be your little cheerleader, I love it when you change me and clean my diapers, please make me the biggest sissy ever!" The excitement was rushing to John's head as he was about to come to a climax explosion. Susan now took her free hand and began tickling John's taint while still stroking him. She was clearly enjoying this as well, using John like a puppet, she was enjoying her sexual experience. Still a novice but something she could talk about in the locker room with the other cheerleaders no less. She took her pinky and started to feel John's back end when suddenly the greatest feeling john had ever had in his life rushed though his body. He was having full body spasms as gooey white cream shot out of his pee hole. Susan was surprised as the large Geyser of man juice sprayed out of him. John was still trying to catch his breath as Susan took a baby wipe and cleaned John's shaft. "Isn't it great when Susan cleans little Johnny?" John who was still in Ecstasy nodded his head as his body twitched with each wipe Susan did to John's now shrinking shaft.
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John was still gasping for air while Susan finished changing him. Once he was completely clean she handed him a pair of silky shiny pink panties. As john pulled them up over very clean pen-is he thought how totally bazaar this situation was. This weekend was the worst weekend of his life and just minutes ago he received the greatest feeling of his life. Now he's pulling up a pair of panties. Nothing made sense to him. He hated the complete humiliation but loved the hand job he got from Susan. Unknown to John his life was going to change more and more over the next few years.
"Guess what we're going to do after lunch? I'm going to give you your very own private ballet class! Isn't that exciting?" John Groaned but knew better then to disobey Susan. "Your really lucky to have a private teacher, you wouldn't believe how expensive private lessons are" Susan said confidently. Ballet. John hated ballet. He always thought about how his mother took him to so many, how she always told him how she wanted a girl so she could have a ballerina. How she wanted John to take lessons but john always refused. That was girly sissy stuff john always thought. Now in the worst weekend of his life he was going to experience ballet and taught to him by Susan.
Susan handed John a pair of ballet pink capezio dance tights. "In ballet class we don't wear underwear under our tights but I'm going to make an exception for you Johnny!" John pulled the tights up and Susan made some minor adjustments so they were placed just right. Susan then produced a black long sleeve leotard. Susan held out the leotard for john to step into. While Susan got john in so many awful positions and outfits this weekend there was something about this one that was the worst. John stepped into the leotard as Susan pulled it up over his body. He placed his hands though the sleeves and fully became trapped in the leotard tight grip. He gasped as he saw himself in the mirror. He looked exactly like a girl going to ballet class. The same uniform he saw on dozens of tv shows, movies and driving past dance studios was the uniform he was wearing. He was ready for a ballet class. Susan handed him an old worn pair of pink slippers that fit perfectly.
Susan left the room to get changed while just shifted uneasily in his new outfit. He felt completely naked. The bulge in his tights and leotard stuck out and and had no way to hide it. Susan returned changing out of her church clothes and returned in a pair of jazz pants and a sweater. "Teachers don't really need to wear that proper uniform, only the student needs it. I got the feeling your going to be a great student Johnny" they both went downstairs to have lunch and john could see Susan eyeing his butt and bulge with a smirk. Mrs. Stall was just putting plates on the table when she noticed John. She laughed out loud with a hardy laugh at his appearance. "Oh my my my my Susan, Johnny makes a great ballerina!" John couldn't believe they were still finding ways of making him feel worse. The word ballerina echoed in his head.
"Well he's not a ballerina yet mom, I gotta teach him the way of ballet, it will take lots of practice but I'll get him to ballerina level" John and Susan sat down to there sandwiches. After lunch Susan and John went down to the basement playroom where John's ballet lessons began.
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John entered the hated basement feeling his panties ride up his buttcrack. The leotard with riding up his butt as well but with all the fidgeting and pulling it always went back to the tight position in between his butt. For the first time John was actually missing his church outfit compared to this one. Susan had a make shift dance studio in her basement that her mom gave her for Christmas several years ago. It had a small 10 feet of hardwood dance floor, several mirrors and ballet barres. While to small for more then several people it was perfect for two people or less.
Susan looked at john coldly and said" Now Johnny, we didn't really talk about what's going to happen after today, Things are going to change forever now. When your mom comes and picks you up today there will be no mention of what me or my mom did to you. All your going to tell her is that you had a lot of fun, and how you can't wait for another sleepover. My mother and I had this planned for a long time and I must say the plan worked perfectly. I got you right where I wanted you. You belong to me now, understand that. You are going to be my little sissy for a long time. If you tell your mother about any of forced baby behavior, the humiliation, forcing yourself to poop and pee yourself, ANYTHING you say negative about me or my mother and I show all these videos to everyone in school, post them on YouTube, all over Facebook. I even have videos of things you didn't see, your poopy diaper being changed, your Tammy temperature being taken and more. We still have four years of High School and I just know will be best friends forever. The ONLY thing your mother will know after this weekend is that you were a Dry Danielle, and had a wonderful, super fun time? Do you understand me?"
John was pushed up against the dance mirror. Susan's mass weight was forced onto John's body. Wearing the skin tight dance clothes and having Susan's large body against gave his body excited feelings. Susan could tell since John's manhood was growing under his skin tight leotard and tights. That wicked grin that John got so used to over this weekend grew on Susan's face as she noticed this. Her hand grabbed john member with a tight grip. It felt good but also hurt john as he squeaked out a little whine. "Johnny, it seems you like this, and it's ok, if you will be my good little sissy I'll make it worth your awhile. Trust me Johnny, we're going to have a lot of fun from now on baby, now you understand all my instructions correct? You know how to act when your mom comes, you know what you have to do when we have our play dates? You know what your new life is going to be like now?"
John knew this was it. There was no way outta of this. His fate was sealed. He nodded his head accepting his fate. "Yes Susan." He whispered. "Oh come on now, now that we're friends you gotta show more enthusiasm. I want you to be motivated and excited. No more poo poo boyish attitude. Just a happy sissy one from now on. Oh I talked for so long, let's have fun and start your lesson. And remember, I wanna see enthusiasm and see that your trying. Now I'll teach you the five basic positions." As john lesson started in all the feminine movements and graceful poses he soon would learn to master over time.
An hour passed and Barbara could hear classical music being played loudly with Susan barking out orders to John. Barbara smile knowing that her daughter finally got revenge on her bully. The smile grew even bigger as she saw John's mother pull her car in front of their house. Barbara just made coffee and greeted Janet at the door. They both smiled and said hello as Janet walked into the house. Barbara asked Janet if she wanted a cup of coffee which she did as they both sat down at the kitchen and made small talk about Janet's weekend. "So how was John? I hope he was well behaved" Janet asked. Barbara smile and said he was an absolute delight and how he stayed dry all weekend. Janet was surprised and happy to hear the news. "Tell me Janet, has John always been, ummmm how do I say this, kind of a feminine?"
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"feminine, you think John is feminine? I mean I tired to get him in touch with his sensitive side for several years after his father left. Tried to get him into more artsy things. I took him to the ballet several times but he always hated it" Janet said with intrigue to what Barbara could be talking about. "Well, and it's not a bad thing at all, but him and Susan had so much fun this weekend. I could tell he was shy about being here and us knowing about the diapers, but once he got comfortable he loved being here. Him and Susan played together all weekend, the reason I was asking if he was a bit more on the feminine side was some of the games and things he did with Susan".
Janet sipped her coffee with excitement, could John really have a feminine/sensitive/girly side to him? She always wanted a little girl, could John be her new little girl? She knew the claims must be exaggerated but she was intrigued to know everything. "So what were they doing? Reading magazine articles? Watching some teen shows?" Janet said feeling that would be the most extreme of John's behavior. "Well actually, he and Susan played dress up, as in John wore many different girl outfits, I'm not worried or scared or anything Janet, we live in Progressive times, I Just wasn't sure if you knew about this."
Janet was in shock almost spitting out her coffee, girls outfits? No way her john would do any of this, it had to be an exaggerated. "What kind of outfits?" Janet asked with intrigue. Barbara began to tell her everything. The church dress, the communion dress, the cheerleader outfit and the nightie. She even showed several pictures from the weekend that all showed John smiling with enthusiasm. " I'm not showing you this to scare you or anything Janet. Lots of kids do this, to me it's just them having fun. I feel like you should know about this though."
"No no, I understand, if John is going though something like this, a new phase of sorts I'm glad he's got such an wonderful friend like Susan to be there for him and an amazing woman like you to be supportive." Barbara nodded and smiled drinking her coffee knowing she just successfully started John on Phase Two of the Three Way Revenge.
"You know Janet, I also have some new ideas for his bed wetting at home. It's been several weeks since he started the program. Believe me, Susan had some setbacks during her time in my bedwetting program. Now everywhere you read they will say to not humiliate or embarrass the child, while I sort of agree with that you might need to give John a slight push of pressure, sometimes they get so used to the diapers they don't care about stopping. That's why you have to add some, Factors in his training..." Barbara began to explain several ideas for Janet to use on John to "motivate" his bedwetting problem. Janet listened on taking notes on her phone the entire time and nodding her head in agreement to all of Barbara's ideas.
"I hear that Beautiful classic music downstairs, what are the kids doing? Watching something on TV?" Janet said finishing her coffee. Barbara was busting with excitement as she said "let's go find out." Barbara led Janet down to the basement and made the motion to be quiet so they can observe the kids and not interrupt them. As they walked down the stairs and turned the corner Janet's hand went right to her mouth with excitement and shock. There she saw her son, Her little Johnny doing what looked like wonderfully graceful plies to Susan's instructions. Seeing his leotard and tights show off every movement perfectly in the mirror and to Janet's eyes. His level of concentration was something she only seen him do while playing video games. Once the music stopped Susan commended John on his wonderful movements. "Bravo!" Janet clapped her hands with excitement and pride as john turned his head to see both his mother and Barbara clapping with enjoyment and happiness.
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John's face went complete pale, his mouth hung open and he couldn't manage to say a word. Standing there, in his ballet class attire in front of his mom was the lowest point he felt all weekend. Feeling completely exposed with his bulge sticking out, seeing the sheer enjoyment on his mother's face was the most worrying. "Hi mom, Susan and I were just playing around." He somehow managed to spit out.
"I see that honey, Susan is a very good teacher, you dance so beautifully and graceful. I'm sure you want keep playing Ballerina but we have to get going home now." John wanted nothing more to go home as he raced to the basement stairs but was stopped by his mother who just really wanted to observe her son in all his ballet glory. "You just look so sweet! OH MY! Your even wearing cute little pink panties!" Janet squealed. John ran up stairs with Susan following. As he reached the guest room he was in a near panic trying to desperately trying to peal off his leotard. Frustration grew as Susan walked in.
"Need some help Johnny?" As much as he wanted to avoid Susan like the plague he just wanted to go home. John nodded his head As Susan helped him take off his ballet wear. Once he was just in panties Susan placed her hand on his crotch which grew hard instantly. "Now remember what we talked about Johnny. You just tell your mom how much fun you had this weekend and none of those adorable videos of you will be shown. Do we understand each other?" John nodded nervously as Susan released her grip off John's crotch.
Susan handed John's clean boys clothes that he never had the chance to wear this weekend. Susan walked out to leave John to change. Getting his boxers, jeans and t shirt on was an amazing experience he didn't think he would miss so much in 24 hours. After tying his shoes he ran downstairs seeing Mrs. Stall telling his mother "Remember what we talked about and I guarantee it will fix the problem. Don't feel bad about it, he just needs the push" he heard Mrs. Stall. He didn't know what they were talking about but he was so close to escaping he just wanted to leave.
Janet thanked Mrs. Stall and Susan for being such lovely hosts. Susan gave John a large bear hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for staying with us Johnny, it was so much fun. See you tomorrow in school" john thanked them both in front of his mother with a large fake smile and walked out the door to the car. He was free, free from anymore humiliation he would have to face. As they got in the car and drove off he could see Susan's fat face staring out the window of her home looking at john with a devilish grin and wave.
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(Sorry I been so lazy)
The car ride home had an awkward silence. John noticed his mother smiling from ear to ear during most of it. John knew she must of been thinking about him in his ballet outfit. He desperately wanted to change the mood and atmosphere in the car. "So, the weekend is over. When can I get my Xbox game?" John asked hoping it would bring some life into the quiet car.
"Will see honey, you had such a fun time at Susan's it doesn't seem fair to get a new game. Maybe if you go a week straight without bedwetting then we could talk about getting a new game. Are you sure you even want a game? After hearing about this weekend you sure you don't want Barbies or maybe a pink tutu to match your lovely ballet outfit"? She said holding back happy laughter.
"MOM! It's not like that. Susan and I were just goofing around. Being silly." John said incredibly embarrassed. "It's not a big deal honey. Lots of boys do ballet, in many other counties it's considered Manly and it's ok if you like to play dress up or play with Barbies. I love you for who you are sweetie. We live in progressive times now, no need to be ashamed of liking pretty things." John wanted to die now. He hated how his mother thought he was actually enjoying this experience and was to scared to admit it to her. He also noticed her using words like Honey and Sweetie, which he hasn't remember her using those words since he was a very little boy.
Once home Janet made dinner and things went to somewhat normal. John was very excited to lounge around in boys clothes which was a feeling he deeply missed. The normal dread of starting Monday got to him know Susan had so much ammo on him wasn't a very happy image. At 7:30pm Janet told John to go shower. Which was strange because he would always shower right before going to bed. Once he got in and out it was 7:45 pm and he was met by his mother in his bedroom.
"Mrs. Stall's bedwetting plan has some advice if you don't get better and we're going to try some of them tonight." As she flipped though several pages of John's bathroom log book. " so I wanna make sure everything is out of you, sit on the toilet and make sure some pee pee comes out so we both know you have nothing left in you" john was appalled. To sit on the toilet in front of his mother was not something we wanted to do. He tried to protest but it fell to deff ears. Much like this whole weekend he wanted it to end so he quickly pulled down his boxers and sat on the toilet under his mother's watchful eyes.
"It's like being Potty trained again honey. We just have to work on some basic things and you will be good to go in the future." She heard a few drops tinkle into the toilet which she clapped her hands in enthusiasm. John couldn't believe the embarrassment would continue after Susan's house. Once done he pulled up his boxers. "Were also going to try a new bedtime for you honey. It's now going to be at 08:00 pm so your diapers will be going on earlier now."
Diapers, she said diapers for the first time since he was back in protection. He now felt smaller then he did back at Susan's house. This was his home where he was supposed to feel protected and now his mother was watching him use the bathroom and calling his protection diapers. She laid the pink rubber changing mat down on his bed as he just had to accept getting diapers on at 08:00pm. He laid down on his back and looked away from his mother when something different happened. She grabbed both of his skinny legs and raised them up with her arm.
"Mrs. Stall suggested that we check your temperature every night also to make sure your not sick in anyway. You may not know this but the rectal thermometer is the best way to get a core temperature." Just has john heard the awful words of rectal thermometer he felt his back hole invaded as his mother jammed the thermometer into his puckering butt hole. He tried to act as masculine as he could but ended up squealing like a little girl. The noises that were coming out of him made Janet giggle.
"Oh it's not really that bad baby" Janet told him. And that was it. His mother just referred to him as a baby. After what felt like forever he felt the tug and heard an almost popping noise come from his bottom and his mother looked at the thermometer "98.6. Perfect temperature for my perfect son" as Janet went though the Diapering process she smiled. "Oh dear." John looked up as he was all ready fully diapered. "You must of left your white plastic pants at Susan's. Will have to use one of these ones now". John looked at his collection and saw all plastic panties of pink, purple, yellow and many other pastel shades.
"Which one do you want sweetie"? Janet said happily with a large smile on his face. John looked down in shame and didn't give her an answer so she grabbed what was easily her favorite pair. A pastel pink with ruffles and lace. In the front on the crotch was a small heart and on the back covering the complete butt area was another pink heart with rows of lace going across it. It was clearly the sissy's pair in the collection. She slipped them up his legs and smiled with joy at the image of her new feminine son. "Im sure you don't even mind Sweetie. You wore such a cute pair of panties under your ballet clothes today. I would almost think you want to wear the panties instead of your boring white one." He blushed bright red at her bold statement.
"Ok honey, try to stay dry. Remember once your dry for a few weeks you won't need your diapers anymore. We're all proud of you and know you can do it" john turned over so he wasn't facing his mom as a loan tear ran down his face and she turned the lights off. She went into her bedroom and called Barbara.
"We started the new phases in his training Brab. He seemed to not enjoy the temperature process but hopefully he will realize once he gets over his bedwetting he won't have to do it anymore. Oh also, did he leave his white plastic pants at your house? I can't find em anyway."
" I'll look around but I didn't see any pair in the guest room. you know Janet, all weekend he wanted to wear the panties style variations. If I was a betting woman i would think he hid the white pair somewhere so he could wear the panties. Maybe that's his way of tricking you into letting him wear panties. It's not a bad thing your son is feminine."
"I know I know. Maybe your right Barb. I gotta keep a closer eye on him now. I'll let you know if I start seeing some more clues".
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Almost 16,000 hit. Thank you all so much. I must admit I been awful at writing and keeping you updated. I remember when there was a story I loved u wouldncheck almost hourly to see if it was updated. Like I said before my all time favorite story is “David’s fateful day” . I tend to line the more realistic type stories. As always tell me what you like about the story, what you don’t like, what you would like like to see ect. I can’t believe I started this story 5 months ago. I still have lots of ideas so don’t worry.
John tossed and turned in bed at the very early hours of 08:30 pm. His diaper felt thicker then normal. His mind raced of everything that happened over the weekend and the amazing hand job he received from Susan. He watched many teen sex comedies of boys getting there first handjobs but he never thought it would be Susan of all people and while wearing girl's clothes with his diaper getting changed. He got hard thinking about the whole experience. His manhood was locked away inside of his extra thick diaper that his mom happily pinned him in. He was remembering pooping himself and feeling the warm soft filth fill his diaper, he was remembering going to church in a dress posing as a girl, him doing cheers, his mother reaction of him doing ballet. So many awful memories from this horrible weekend. The handjob, he couldn't stop thinking about the handjob. He was thinking of when Susan said. Saying how the fun just started and how he would have a good time being her little sissy. He didn't want To be a sissy but loved the sexual attention. John tossed and turned for hours thinking of what the future could bring.
Janet Jones was in her bed smiling. She was watching a "Chorus Line". One of her favorite movies. Watching the dancers in the movie in all the different dance outfits made her grin with delight thinking of John in his cute little dance outfit. She loved seeing him move like a little graceful ballerina. He was so delicate like a beautiful flower. John's father was a manly man sports type. When she was still married to Joe Johnson, she asked him about putting John in dance classes when he was four. She stated that the movements would help him develop. Joe was furious and stated "your not turning my four year old son into a faggot!" Janet was crushed that joe would use such an awful word on his own 4 year old son. When John was 7 years old, his father was on a business trip and his mother took him to a local production of the Nutcracker. Janet was ecstatic during the whole production. Evey new dance number she would picture john in the costumes, even if it was a girl's piece. Seeing the Little Girls during the party scene, thinking of John being a cute mouse or toy solider. The 2nd act is when all the beautiful costumes came out, sure she could see john as the man roles like the Prince, Spanish or Arabian. But her heart was in the girl costumes. If only she could get him to appreciate and love the ballet, maybe he would show interest and want to take lessons. She looked over at her son who fell asleep into boredom.
. When Joe found out Janet took John to the ballet his anger reached the max. This was the start of there long marriage problems which soon lead to a divorce several years later. As the movie was ending she was so happy sitting in bed. With Susan as John's new best friend maybe John's feminine side would open up to her. Janet didn't care that her son was a sissy, feminine or any other silly word. She just wanted him to be happy and she really wanted a girl of the house to buy cute outfits for. Janet's dream of having a little ballerina in her house might be coming true she hoped.
Barbara was cleaning around the house that night very happy. Her beloved daughter’s bully was taught an extreme lesson. She knew Susan was picked on her whole life and to get a incredible revenge like the one she got this weekend was like a dream come true. Thinking up the whole plan made them bond closer as a mother and daughter. Making up the entire story of Susan being a bed wetter as a child, making diapers in John’s size, finding all the old dresses to plan for the weekend worked out perfectly. She felt like a perfect mother. As she was doing a once over in the guest room she found John’s white plastic pants. It made her smile knowing he was wearing the plastic panties. She picked up the white pants and tucked them away in the guest room closet knowing they wouldn’t be used on John anymore.
At 11:00 pm while John was wetting himself in his sleep Susan was in her own bedroom with the biggest smile of her life. Thinking about everything this weekend gave her, everything that would be happening, thinking of having John in her grips excited her. She slowly started to pleasure herself thinking about John in his extreme humiliation. Her future plans only turned herself on more as she continued to pleasure herself. Once she reached her climax she rolled around in her bed with happiness. Much like John she was wet but for a much different reason.
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The next morning John woke up to another wet diaper. His mother seemed a bit more firm and disappointed. “John, your bedwetting has to improve. You don’t want to wear diapers for all of high school do you?” She said frustratingly as she changed his diaper. She roughly wiped John’s member and back hole which caused John to yelp. “Oh don’t be such a baby.” As she finished cleaning him. “Now hurry up and get dressed so you can have breakfast. John’s Mom telling him about wearing diapers all throughout high school scared him a bit. What if his wetting never improved. What if he wore diapers not just in high school but forever? It was a long thought as he finished his breakfast and walked to the bus stop.
Susan along with the usual two students were waiting as John walked up. Susan gave John a big smile and hug as she greeted him which caused the two students to giggle and whisper something to each other. “I had so much fun on our play date this weekend Johnny. You gotta come back to my house soon, or I could go to yours. Will figure it out.” The two students giggles turned into loud laughter as Susan used the word “play date”. The bus pulled up and all 4 entered. Susan of course sat next to John in the very tight seat as the odd comments about John being a “chubby chaser” were yelled out.
The rest of the week went normal for John, bullying by his classmates in the day time and bedwetting every night. On Friday when John came home from school he noticed his Xbox was gone. He maybe thought for a second his Mom upgraded him to an Xbox One X but his hope was quickly ended when his mom turned the corner. “John, as you see your Xbox is gone. Mrs. Stall and I determined if you had the same passion for stopping your bed wetting like you did for that Xbox you would have been cured now. We determined that video games are a distraction for you. No more video games till you stop your bed wetting” Janet said confidently.
John’s eyes began to water. While high school has become a hellhole for bullying, Susan slowly taking charge of him and his home life diapers have been awful, his video games were his escape. The tears turned into a full crying as he began to plea his mother for his video games. Janet almost felt a little bad but remembered what Barbara told her. Told her about being strong and not caving to John’s emotions. How this was to motivate John. Janet gained her confidence back by saying “Look at you, your crying just like the big baby you are. Maybe if you grow up and don’t need diapers anymore you can have your video games back but this just proves my point you are nothing but a big baby.” She said harshly. She really didn’t want to be mean but Barbara constantly reminded her to get tougher with John’s bedwetting. She told her that the meaner and tougher you are the more John would be motivated to fix his bed wetting problems.
John ran to his room and cried on his bed. His mother’s nasty words hurt him so much. He couldn’t believe she said something so nasty to him. He cried harder and harder till he stopped and noticed something. The front of his crotch was wet. He wet himself while crying. He himself and his bed he was crying on. This only brought on more tears as his mother came down to check on him and noticed his wet pants and bed.
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Big changes are happening to Johnny. Hope you enjoy the newest chapter. As always your comments and suggestions always help.
“You wet yourself again? In the day time? You are literally a crybaby. I can’t believe my teenage son acts this way. “ John’s crying led to sobbing. His nose was running from the tears. This had been the hardest he cried since Susan’s house. His mother’s harsh words only brought on more tears. “Go take a shower while I have to do another laundry load because of your babyish behavior.” She said coldly.
John took a long shower while still crying. He didn’t want to face his mother. He was growing more and more concern about his babyish behavior. What was happening to him? He got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around himself. As he left the bathroom he heard his mom on the phone “I? know Barb, in the middle of the daytime, do you have any ideas? Oh really?’you do? Go on...” that’s all John could hear before walking to his room. As he changed he got more scared. Every time his mother talked to Mrs. Stall his life became worse and worse. What could happen now? he was beyond worried. He changed and stayed in his bedroom, to scared to face his mother. 20 mins later his mother walked right into his room. She always knocked but since he’s been in diapers she would just come in whenever she wanted. She looked Stern and Serious as she looked on to him.
“For peeing your pants in the middle of the day time your getting punished. No TV, no Internet and No phone” She said angry as she swiped his phone from his charger. “I’m going out to run some errands, you stay right in your bedroom and don’t go anywhere.” She quickly left leaving John to wonder what was going to happen.
John paced nervously in his bedroom waiting for his mother to get back. He soon heard the garage door open and knew she was home. He was scared now, surely she just had errands to run, nothing involving him, but the fact that she was talking to Mrs. Stall before leaving made him more nervous. What was going to happen. For the next 30 mins he heard what sounded like tools banging. He heard a power drill and other building noises. What could she be doing he thought. A total silence went though the house which gave John the shivers. She was doing something and she was done. Soon he heard his bedroom door open and his mother walked in with a rather large shopping back in her hand.
“Now, since my teenage bedwetting baby son cant even stay dry during the day time, I’m going to have to punish you. I? have placed locks on all the bathrooms in the house. I? have the only key. Since you think it’s fine to wet your pants and not use the toilet, I?t made me think you don’t deserve to use the toilet. So from now on, your going to have to ask permission to use the bathroom every time. You will say ‘mommy, I? have to pee pee or poo Poo in the Potty, please mommy may I? use the potty’ you will say those exact words every time. Do you understand me?” She said with total control. John sheepishly nodded his head yes as he began to cry again.
“I? can’t even trust you to stay dry during the daytime, which makes me think you need some Motivation to stay dry. You need a goal to work for. So here’s your goal for the weekend.” She pulled a large package of Depends Adult Diapers. John’s teary eyes opened as wide as saucers. “Your cloth diapers will be used when you sleep, but these disposable diapers will make changing you in the daytime incredibly more easier for me.”
“Your going to make me wear diapers in the day time?” John said slowly crying. Janet grinned a smug smile “well of course honey, you can be trusted to stay dry. So from right now at 5:00 pm Friday, you will be in diapers all weekend. If you are a good baby and stay dry, and that includes your bed, you will be allowed to wear your boxers to school. But if you have one accident, even wetting your bed, your going to school in diapers.”
John began to sob and could barley make out the words he was trying to say “pleaseeeeee don’t make me wear diapers to school mom, pleaseeeeee I? beg of you” he sober. Janet held John’s chin and lifted his head so she was eye to eye with him. “When you are in diapers you will call me mommy. Do you understand?” She said her voice was cold as ice. “Yes mommy”, he gulped “But mommy, please don’t make me wear diapers to school, anything but that! If anyone finds out I’ll be ruined” His tears Continue to flow. “Oh I’m sure everyone will understand that your just a big baby but don’t worry, I’ll drop off some fresh diapers to the nurses office Incase you need to be changed during school. Maybe the Home Ec students can help change you. Oh and don’t think you will be excused from Gym class just because your wearing a diaper. You will change in the locker room with the other boys. I’m sure if you just explain that you want to act like a baby they will understand” she said so cruelty to her son. Janet’s last statement drove John to screaming wails just like a new born, even Janet was surprised by the sound. The crying fit is what brought on her last plan to get him cured.
Since it was October lots of Halloween stories have opened up. She stopped at one in the same shopping center where she got the depends were at. She pulled from a bag a big pink pacifier meant for adults for Halloween. She jammed the pacifier into John’s screaming mouth. The large pacifier head brought a silence to the room right away. “Whenever you start to become a crybaby you will suc-k on this pacifier. Hopefully this will get you acting like a big boy and not a little cry baby. Now lay down on your changing mat so I? can put your new diapers on you.”
John still fighting tears suc-ked on the pink pacifier as his mother began the process of diapering. John felt the cold thermometer go up his butthole again which caused him to squeal like a girl. “I’m starting to think you like getting your Tammy temperature” his mother said happily. Once powdered and creamed his new diaper was tapped up. It felt much different from the cloth ones. Not as comfortable, and they felt bigger, more thicker almost. She produced the pink plastic panties and rode them up his legs. The diaper was massive along with the plastic pants. There was no way his pants would fit over his diaper.
“Now isn’t that much better. See when you calm down and behave you will get treated better. If I? take your pacifier out are you going to cry?” She said in a nursery type tone. John shook his head no. “Good baby” as she popped the pacifier out of his mouth, the pink ribbon was Placed around his neck which made his pacifier dangle off him. Now you just stay in your room and let me know when you have to Potty ok?” In a overly sweet voice Janet told her son. John nodded again. “Tell me you understand, everything” she said firmly “I’ll let you know mommy when I? have to go to the potty” he whispered.
Janet left him alone in his room. She had to call Barb and and let her know what she did. She dialed with excitement. “I? did it Barb, oh my god I? almost backed out, I? felt awful at first but remembered everything you told me. Oh my god you should see him. Well maybe you could. Tomorrow? Well that could work. Have Susan babysit while we have a night to ourselves? Susan wants to sleep over? Well sure that sounds like a great idea. I’m sure John would love to see her and have a slumber party with her.” Janet continued to talk to Barbara for 40 more minutes while John was getting used to the feel of his new day time diapers.
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About an hour went by while John just stayed in his room. He felt the need to pee so he walked into the kitchen where his mom was cooking dinner. Janet turned around and giggled at the site of her son only wearing a diaper with pink plastic panties, a t shirt and his pink pacifier hanging around his neck.
“Mommy I have to use the potty” John managed to spit out. Janet beamed with a large smile. “Good boy for paying attention and asking like a big boy. Now do you have to make pee pee’s or poopy” She said with a mother’s touch. “Pee pee’s.” John said. His mother ushered him to the bathroom and took out the key from her pocket. Once unlocked she pulled down his plastic panties undid the tabs to his diaper and made him sit down on the toilet much like how a toddler would be potty trained. Soon the sound of tinkling filled the bathroom as Janet watch her teenage son sitting on the toilet with his panties and diapers down by his ankles. Once the peeing stoped john tried to stand up but was quickly pushed back down.
“Stay there a little longer, I just wanna make sure everything comes out of you. I’m going to finish dinner and then I’ll come check on you.” Janet walked off leaving John sitting on the potty. John just sat there and wondered. How long was she going to be doing this while at home? Was this going to become the new normal? The idea scared him. The one time Susan weekend made him think nothing could get worse but it was getting worse. 15 mins later Janet came back into the bathroom. “Oh I’m so sorry sweetie, I forgot all about you. Let’s get you up and give my hungry baby some dinner”. As John walked up to the table he noticed his usual spot at the table had no silverware. The regular dinner plate was now a plastic Bowl which contained a unusual color of mush and a baby bottle with milk was where his usually glass would be. He looked at his mother’s spot at the table which appeared normal and had chicken and vegetables on her plate. He looked at his mother with sad eyes hoping it would have some effect on her which it didn’t at all.
“Did you think you were getting grown up food? Oh no no no, anybody who wets there’s pants like a big baby gets to eat like a big baby. Don’t worry though sweetheart, it’s the same dinner I’m having just blended into a fine paste so it’s safe for you to eat. Oh and one last thing I picked up from the store for you!” Janet then produced a pink bib, it must of came in the same adult baby costume where the pacifier came from. John noticed it was the same bib that Susan tied on him. Must of been a popular Halloween costume to get reissued every year but the problem was that this wasn’t a costume for John but his real life. Janet tied it around his neck and she took out a large spoon.
“Open wide Johnny! Here comes the airplane” Janet said in a sweet babyish voice as she made airplane noises while feeding him. Janet would feed John for a few bites then feed herself. The process took over 20 mins but he was finally finished. Much like when Susan and Mrs. Stall was feeding him his mother purposely missed several times and got food on his face. Once he was done being fed his mother then fed him his bottle. She made his drink the entire bottle in one sitting. The drinking nipple had a tiny hole so he had to suc-k at it for 10 mins before the bottle was empty.
“Now that baby is all fed will give you one more Potty Time then off to bed!” Janet said happily. To John the worst part was how chipper his mother was. She honestly seemed to enjoy treating him like a baby. John was brought back to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. Janet walked away leaving him on the toilet for over 25 mins. Once she returned she saw a small amount of Urine was in the toilet. She praised John like she would any toddler who was getting potty trained.
John was brought to his bedroom for his usually bed time routine. Off came his disposable diaper and back came his familiar cloth diapers. John was alarmed at his happiness to be back in the cloth diaper. Once he as powdered, creamed and a quick Tammy temperature was taken John was pinned in. Janet tucked John in and gave him one more grave warning.
“Remember, if you wet your bed tonight, you WILL go to school in a diaper. I am dead serious. You better stay dry with that in your head.” Janet then turned off the bedroom light John looked at his clock. 7:02 pm, he didn’t fall asleep till past 9 with the idea of going to school with a diaper on, he had to stay dry.
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I am sorry to everyone. I been very busy. I promise to knock out some new chapters this month. I just want to thank all of you for staying loyal.
John awoke several times during the night. The fear of wearing a diaper to school scared him so much it would wake him up from deep worried sleep. At 6:00 am he woke up and still wasn’t wet. He figured he would just stay up now since his mother would be down in an hour to check on him. That hour went by with John needing to pee badly but he soon heard his door open and his mother entered his room.
“Big day today Baby Johnny. Are you a big dry boy or a big wet baby?” His mother asked in a rather serious tone. John sheepish said “I’m a big dry boy.” His mother pulled back his plastic panties to feel his diapers and confirmed the fact that they were dry. “I’m so excited for you sweetheart. I knew all you needed was a push. Just two more days of being a big dry boy. I believe in you, you can do it!” She said with enthusiasm.
John was taken out of his cloth diapers and made to sit on the toilet but only for 10 mins this time. After peeing he was quickly redressed with his disposable diapers. Janet grabbed a plain white T-shirt and he now wore purple plastic panties that had the same amount of lace and ruffles as the pink ones. John was brought downstairs where he was giving breakfast that was oatmeal with fruit mushed in it. His pink bib was tied on him Soon the familiar routine of him being fed was done by his mother.
John thought about himself as he was being fed on this Saturday morning. He knew every other student in his school was sleeping in. He knew the cool kids were most likely hungover since they would always have a a party after a football game. He thought about Cindy Rockwell which made his go half hard and the fact that anyone of the good looking football players could have gone all the way with her last night. He thought of that image of big, manly, strong men having sex with the love of his life. John looked down at his bib, he felt food on his face and saw his purple plastic panties that covered his diaper bottom. No way in a million years would Cindy ever notice him, specially in his current status. It was his worst fear that the cool kids found out about his baby life, if the football players, the cheerleaders, even Cindy Rockwell. He remembered his nightmare he had and never wanted to live that again, not even in a dream.
Once breakfast was finished Janet wiped off John’s face with a napkin. “Now for being such a good big boy and not wetting your bed you get a reward. Would you like to watch some TV?” John nodded his head excitedly. He needed any kind of escape from his current situation. Janet took John’s hand and led him to the family room. She took his pink plastic changing mat and laid it down on the floor. “Oh we can’t have you sitting on any of the furniture. Your plastic panties could leak and cause a stain. Here just plop right down in front of the TV. “ John sat wide legged as his diaper behind took up so much room. Janet flipped though the TV and saw a marathon block of “Barney” and she turned it on that. John sighed at seeing the big purple dinosaur and asked if he could watch something else. Janet in response popped his pink pacifier into John’s mouth. “For talking when not spoken to you can just suc-k on that for till i come back while you learn some useful things from Barney.”
John was only several mins into Barney when he was extremely bored. He sat there suc-king like a new born on his pacifier as Barney was doing his ABC’s and counting 123. After an hour of Barney he was growing tired and bored. He shifted his body so his stomach was on the floor. His mother still hadn’t returned so he suc-ked his pink pacifier peacefully. It was almost becoming normal to him. After another 30 mins John was so bored he drifted off to sleep. His previous night of sleep wasn’t that restful and he was extremely tired. When his mother came in to check on him 2 hours later she had to hold back laughter. His diapered butt was sticking up in the air as he sleep. His pink pacifier bobed in and out of his mouth. A slow line of drool was coming out of his mouth. Janet quickly took out her phone and snapped a picture of her teenage son sleeping like a baby. It made her happy to see her son like this for some reason. She hated his bedwetting but for reasons unknown to her she liked having him in diapers being her baby again. She tapped John on the shoulder as he woke up in a slight panic.
“You must really like your pacifier Johnny. You were suc-king on it so peacefully. I have another special treat and news for you. Mrs. Stall and I are going to have a night for ourself. I don’t even remember the last time I had a night out for myself. So I arranged to have Susan babysit you and spend the night for another play date!” This was not the news John wanted to hear. He didn’t want Susan in his own home babysitting him while he was currently in diapers. He thought about it for a brief moment. None of her girl clothes would be there. Her mom wouldn’t be there or John’s Mom either. Maybe she would give him the special treatment of a handjob he got the last time. Sure he was in diapers all weekend but the last time he saw her and got a handjob he was in diapers. Maybe Susan would cut him a break and treat him like an equal.
“Susan’s dance class ends in the early afternoon then Mrs. Stall will be dropping her off and picking me up. Just remember she’s in charge” she looked at John’s baby state and started to giggle “but I’m sure you know anyone who doesn’t wear a diaper is in charge of you” she laughed a bit harder which caused him to blush. Janet stuck her finger in John’s waistband and smiled happily that he was dry.
“Are you tired of Barney honey?” John shook his head with enthusiasm. “Do you wanna watch something a bit more grown up?” John again happily nodded. He hated acting like this but he knew he had to play this game. Just two more days he though. His mother produced a DVD from behind her back. “It’s the NYC Ballet’s production of the Nutcracker! Isn’t that exciting. John frowned but Janet didn’t notice because of his pacifier. “Susan and Barb told me how much you liked ballet the weekend you stayed with them and that you practically begged Susan for lessons so I thought you would like to watch this”. Janet placed the DVD in and pressed play. She removed his pacifier from his mouth. “I must say you are acting like a big boy today. No wet diapers, very little back talk. It seems you really want to show me that your not a baby. Now you enjoy the nutcracker while I do some things around the house.
Two hours went by when Susan and Barbara showed up at the Jones Home. John was still watching the nutcracker while Janet greeted them at the door. Susan who was coming straight from dance class still had her leotard and tights on with a pare of shorts on with the saying “Dancers Kick Butt” written across the seat of the shorts. Barb and Janet made small talk as they entered the house. “Where’s little Johnny”? Susan asked innocently as if he was a real baby.
Janet told them to be very quiet as they sneaked up behind John watching the nutcracker.
John was watching the final bows as he heard “he’s almost in a trance. He’s lost in the beauty of it.” John spun around and saw his most hated foes along with his mom watching him with smiles. “Oh my that’s one very large diaper.” Barbara said matter of fact. John looked down almost forgetting he was wearing a diaper and blushed a red shade.
“Aweeee don’t be embarrassed Johnny it’s nothing we haven’t seen before!” Susan said excited. John knew it was a sad tfact and now he knew a new weekend of horrors was about to begin.
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Merry Xmas Sisses. My New Years resolution is to post more in my story. It’s crazy how much more I have left. Spoiler alert, Johnny is going to have a girly 4 years of high school.
Janet gave Susan a tour of the house and showed her where everything was. The tour ended in John’s room where Janet showed Susan and Barbra his changing station. “What time do you want him in the Nursery by? Oh hahah, I’m sorry, his bed.” Susan giggled which caused John to blush yet again. “Try to have him in bed by 7, once he eats dinner I put him on the potty for a good 20 mins to make sure everything is out of him. Oh that reminds me!” Janet reached into her pocket and took out the bathroom key and handed it to Susan. “Make sure it stays locked and know he has to ask you to use the bathroom.” Susan took the keys with a smile in her authority over John.
Once the tour and all the instructions were complete Janet looked at her son and in a serious tone said “Susan is in charge John. Whatever she says goes. If I find out you gave her any backtalk or didn’t listen to anything she said you will be punished and harshly. This is your final warning.” Janet and Barbra then departed leaving Susan to sit her new baby.
“Wow Johnny, not much has changed since the last time you were at my house. I must say I do like the disposable diaper look on you, you pull it off so well with the purple plastic panties. “ she grabbed her over night bag and brought John to his room. “Now i got a deal of a lifetime for you.” John looked up with hope. “How would you like to get out of those diapers?” John shook his head enthusiastically. “I want to be a nice baby sitter, so I’m going to let you decide on what you want to wear, your diapers or these.”
Susan pulled out a pair of pink frilly, silky panties. John’s heart dropped. He really didn’t want to wear panties but he had to get out of these diapers. “Does Johnny want to wear the panties? You have to ask real nice, like last time, remember I’m doing this as a favor to you”.
John knew what he had to do, it took him a moment but he eventually said in an excited voice, “may I please wear the girly panties?” Susan laughed and granted his request. While John was standing she yanked down his plastic panties and and untabbed his diaper leaving him standing in the nude. Susan giggled looking as his member. She quickly patted it with a smile and said “remember the last time I had you like this? Let’s hope you will be a good little sissy for me and maybe you will get a nice reward later.” John observed the pair of silky pink panties with lace, ruffles and bows of course. John noticed these panties seemed a bit more adult then the ones he wore last time at Susan’s house. She had John step into the panties and she rode them up his legs. Once she put them in place she noticed he had a hard bulge which caused him embarrassment and her a boost of confidence.
Susan was the last person John ever thought he would go hard for but all the movements to his privates made him feel things he never felt. He would rather it be Cindy Rockwell but not at this exact moment.
“Now Johnny, I know your mother wants me to punish you and have me treat you like a baby, which isn’t hard because thats exactly what you are.” Susan knew the right words to make John feel his lowest. “But I wanna be your friend, And I want you to be my friend. What do you say we have a super fun day today with us being friends? No baby treatment, all though I really think you need it. I just wanna be super best friends. I know I’m your baby sitter and I’m in charge of you, but I think we could have a really fun day. So, do you wanna be treated like a baby, or being treated like a friend?”
What was John to do. He really didn’t want to wear diapers, be spoon fed, watch Barney and be treated like a baby. He knew Susan had a trick up her sleeve, but she almost seemed genuine. Then he thought of the handjob. Maybe being “friends” could get him lucky again. John looked right at Susan, took Susan’s hand and said “I would love to be your friend Susan.” With a large forced grin.
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Over several hours John wore his pink satin panties which did feel nice along with a matching pink top. He didn’t enjoy wearing the outfit because it made him feel quite exposed, it was at least better then the diapers. They both sat on the couch finishing up watching “Bring it On”, one of Susan’s favorites. After the movie John asked Susan if he could use “The Potty” which made him cringe to say that. She granted his request and unlocked the door. She giggled at seeing John sit on the toilet hearing him tinkle. Once he finished Susan praised him like a toddler would be during potty training.
“Now that the movie is done I just got inspired to do some cool make up and you would be perfect as my model Johnny. “ Susan pulled out her large make up kit. John looked at the size of the case and knew she must of brought it only to give him another make over. “Johnny, did you ever think of trying out for the cheerleader squad? I’m sure you would get in no problem since your a boy, there always looking for boys to help.” As she applied bright red lip stick. “I think you would have a good time, it’s a lot like Bring it On, and by the way you danced at my house I know you can move pretty good to music.” She continued as she was doing his eye make up. “While I love to dance and to cheer I love the respect it gives me at school.” That line would have made John’s eyes roll if he wasn’t getting them made up. No one respected Susan Stall, it almost seemed the cheerleaders hating the fact that Susan was on the team. “I love cheering for our football team, it sounds silly but I feel like our cheers actually help them win. We been on a good winning streak this year. I wanna believe it’s because of me. I know it’s ridiculous to say, but I feel like I’m the glue that holds it all together.” John held back his laughter and he heard hairspray and felt his hair get styled by Susan.
After 20 mins Susan was done and John looked at himself in the mirror. He was surprised of course but this one was different. He looked grown up. More like a woman then a little girl or a doll. Susan smiled at his reaction. “I figured If we’re going to be best friends maybe I should make you look the same age as me? Do you like it? I tried going for a mature woman look, your cheekbones are a godsend.” John just nodded, hating all of this but was playing along with Susan’s requests. “I bet if we got a dress and the proper shoes on you nobody would know it’s you. The football team would have a field day with you.!” The last line cause John to literally Tremble. The last thing he ever imaged while playing Susan’s revenge game was Boys treating him like a girl. Without a doubt his worst fear.
Once his makeover was finished Susan cooked dinner of macaroni N cheese and hotdogs. He was allowed to feed himself and not treated like a baby. After dinner Susan brought out a stack of teen magazines and Susan asked John who was the cutest boy in each magazine. He always had to answer her which made him cringe but to make it worse he had to kiss the picture of each male teen star who he picked as the cutest. By the end of the game the magazines had lipstick prints all over em from his made up lips.
Before he knew it, John’s bedtime passed, Susan was letting him stay up while they watched awful MTV shows. Eventually Susan looked at the clock and saw it was almost 11:00 pm. “Oh my! Your mommy is going to be home soon. I gotta get you ready for bed. Soon John’s nightly routine of getting diapered was happening all over again from his enemy/friend. He sat on the toilet to only have a little pee come out. He was soon laying on his bed and he went though the processed of getting diapered. He noticed this one was much more colder and not personal like the last one. No hand jobs came out of it much to John’s disappointment. Once fully diapered Susan used a baby whip to take off all of his make up. A frilly new nightie which had a picture of Barbie on it was giving to him by Susan. Susan laid out her sleeping bag on the floor next to John’s bed. Once fully ready she turned the lights off and kissed him on his forehead. “Sweet dreams Johnny. I’ll be in a little later once your mom gets home.” John watched Susan gracefully leave the bedroom, looking at her large frame leave his bedroom.
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(Good things come to those who wait. I feel horrible taking such long breaks but I’m so glad that I have so many fans looking forward and unstanding. I made this extra large chapter for all of you since o been such a terrible person. Please enjoy and leave comments and suggestions)
As Susan watched TV passed midnight, she smiled looking at her phone. Looking at pictures of John kissing magazines of cute boys with bright red lip stick. She even got John to do cute selfies with her which she added filters saying things like “cutie pies” “Trouble Makers” and #Models”. She had an amazing time with her new best friend tonight. Janet Jones came in from the front door. She seemed a bit tipsy from her night out with Barbara. Janet had a large smile on her face as she saw Susan. “Hello dear, how was my little baby boy? Was he good or naughty?” She said in a slightly slurred voice. Susan debated slightly in her mind what to say but the angel on her shoulder told her to do the right thing. “Oh he was a doll. We had such a great time Ms. Jones. He’s such a sweet boy. We watched my favorite cheerleading movie, “Bring It On” he really enjoyed it. He kept asking me if our school cheerleading team is anything like it. He asked all about the uniforms, the cheers, make up, Everything. I have the whole series if he ever wants to borrow them. If John ever conquers his bedwetting, he simply must come to a game and see me cheer, he would LOVE it!” Susan said excitedly.
Janet Jones smiled at the well behaved report and the newly found interest John was having. It made her think of her dinner with Barbra. Barbra asked Janet during dinner and after having several strong coc-ktails if John was a bit “girly”. Janet told her he was far from it his whole life. Barbra smirked and said “you could have fooled me, he and Susan had an interesting time when we watched him for you.” Barbara said with a smug smile. Janet was aware of the slightly girly weekend when she
saw her son in ballet clothes because it was as John put it “just playing around”. She wanted to know more, while John never showed signs of any type of sissy Behavior she almost wished he did. She felt bad at times putting him in plastic panties but while it made her feel bad she also liked it at the same time. She finally got the girl she always wanted. The sweet little thing she could dress up. The little angel she could wear matching aprons with and bake cup cakes. Her sweet little ballerina she could take to the ballet every season and see him dance on stage in recitals . While she just wanted to use the girly items of clothes on John as a punishment she began to want her son to live this lifestyle. An escape from being a tough manly man and be a girl at special times they could share.
Barbara explained during there night out that John seemed very excited to play with Barbie’s, asked to dress up and was on cloud 9 when he got to wear plastic panties with his diapers. Barbra suggested that if John’s bedwetting slowed down while wearing the plastic panties that it might be a comfort thing. That he might actually enjoy wearing them and how it made him feel safe. “I’m telling you Janet, I read this in a parenting book. Boys feel a safe space when they have a strong feminine side. If you let him explore that girly style I guarantee his bed wetting will stop or at least slow down dramticly. Remember when we couldn’t find his clear plastic pants after he stayed over? I ended up finding them hidden in a closet in the guest bedroom. I’m telling you he wanted to wear the panties. Not that’s there’s anything wrong with it, we’re living in modern times, accepting times, it could also just be a simple phase but if this phase can cure him, I say let’s try it.” Janet was dumbstruck but began to smile. Maybe this was all he really needed. Maybe she really could have special “girl time” with her secret sissy son. She was very interested in the idea.
“I tell you what Janet. When you
Get home tonight, I would ask Susan what they did. Ask her if John likes doing girly things. Susan is her best friend and wants to help him. I’m sure she will tell you the truth, my girl can’t lie.” Barbra confirmed. After having one to many drinks Barbra and Janet took Uber’s Home. Janet couldn’t stop thinking about what Barbra said. Was her only son really a sissy? Did he want panties, dolls and play dress up? As she stood in her living room looking at Susan, slightly drunk she had the courage to ask the question.
“Susan, I want you to be honest with me, you won’t get in trouble or anything. You know how much I like you and how much I appreciate your friendship with John. When John stayed over at your house few weeks ago, did he ask to do girly things with you?” Susan had many hidden talents that many didn’t know about. One of her best talents was acting. Susan made a sad face as she looked at Janet and had to look away when she made eye contact. As she sheepishly looked away from Janet and started at the floor her small coy smile emerged. Her plan that she made with her mom went beautifully on there dinner. She knew she held all the cards and phase 2 of her revenge was about to be kicked off.
Susan looked away for about 15 seconds as the awkward silence filled the room. “Ummmm, Ms. Jones I really can’t say anything. I promised Johnny I wouldn’t say anything.” Janet taken back that all this might be true, got a sense of happiness but didn’t want to over show it. “Susan I won’t be mad, I want to help John in anyway that I can, and if him doing girly things helps his bed wetting then I want to all the help I can get”. Janet said very serious and motivate. Susan was ecstatic but dare didn’t show it and gave Janet the best poker face around.
Susan’s performance could have been her Oscar clip for best actress as she stated her story. “ when he slept over at my house a few weeks back, He asked me what it’s like to wear such pretty things. He saw me still in my ballet clothes and said How he wishes he wasn’t a boy and could wear such pretty cute clothes. How his whole life he always loved it when you took him to the ballet and how he dreamed of dancing on stage. I had a clean laundry basket out on my bed with clean underwear and he looked sadly at it. He talked about how Boy’s underpants were so boring. I knew I shouldn’t have done it, It was wrong of me to let him, but I asked if he wanted to try on my panties. I tried to tell him they weren’t that great. How it was just normal underpants. He didn’t believe me at all, and almost begged me to let him wear them. I swear to god Ms. Jones I saw tears of desperation in his eyes. I had to let him try them on. He’s my best friend.” Susan lied.
“Once he had the panties on he was so happy. He went on to tell me how lonely high school was and how alone he really felt. I let him put on a matching baby doll nightie for the panties that he practically squealed when he had the matching outfit on. After that he told me how he wished he had more friends, girl friends that could do stuff like this with him all the time. How he could never relate with boys and how he loved the soft nice side of women. He seemed so pleased with his outfit. All of that was In the first thirty minutes he was over. I just want to say again how sorry I am if I over stepped the line, but to see my best friend so happy it was worth it Ms. Jones. He asked if he could be a girl all weekend and I couldn’t say no. The next day when he got to have a ballet class with me he could of died a happy boy. All of his dreams came true. The pleasure i felt to give my best friend such a gift was an incredible feeling. He almost looked sad on Sunday when he knew you were going to pick him up and He promised me never to tell you. He was so scared you wouldn’t understand. I feel so horrible. I let my best friend down.” Susan began to cry and it sounded genuine after pleaded her monolog of the beautifully acted story. Janet hugged her and told her what a good friend she was and they sat and hugged for several minutes while crying.
After Susan composed herself, she showed Janet her phone of tonight’s make over photos. “He was so happy to have a real girls slumber party. He practically begged me for a makeover.” Janet looked on in amazement and how pretty her son looked and what amazing make up skills Susan had. Janet couldn’t believe how Barbra was telling the truth the entire time. How John really wanted this lifestyle. After looking at the pictures she once again thanked Susan for being such a good friend and how she shouldn’t be worried. How she did a great thing. . “It’s getting late Susan, you should go to bed. I’ll make a big breakfast for you kids tomorrow. Your mother and I talked about how John’s bed wetting was getting better since the panties. You may have found the cure for your best friend Susan.” With that Susan said goodnight and went upstairs to John’s bedroom where her Barbie sleeping bag was laid out. As she tip toed like a graceful ballerina into John’s bedroom she used her cell phone to light up the room. She saw John deep in sleep. His blankets were wrapped around his legs exposing his large, panty covered bottom. He steadily breathed in and out in a deep REM sleep and she admired the cute picture of her sissy babied bully. She saw his pacifier on his nightstand and lightly placed in between his faded made up lips. She took one more look as his pacifier bobbed in his month and took a quick snap with her phone camera as she got into her sleeping bag at 12:37 am.
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With the return of the story board means the return of a short new chapter.
3:08 AM
John tossed and turned in bed as he dreamed. In the dream he was dressed in the cheer leading uniforms from bring it on and fully made over to the make up design Susan gave him earlier in the evening. he was sitting with the rest of the cheerleading team at the lunch table in the cafeteria. Somehow in the dreamworld the whole knew he was a boy dressed as a girl and giggled knowing it. John kept tugging the short skirt down trying cover his only proof of manhood in the sissy outfit.
Soon the team gathered around John and had him kiss pictures of cute boys from the teen magazines just like what Susan had him doing in his own home only a few hours ago. As he kisses more and more pictures his lipstick kept getting thicker and redder. Soon the girls grabbed John and dragged him over to the football table of the lunch room. Cindy Rockwell lead the group and told the large athletes “excuse me boys, but we have a new cute cheerleader that has been practicing all day for you. May I please present Joanie for you”! John gasped as he tried to break free but it was no use, the team had him held from every angle. He saw the Capt of the Football team, Tom Myers inspect him up and down with a smile “well she looks sweet, I think the whole team better give her a test drive”! He said excited. John tried to cover his privates fearing Tom or the rest of the team would discovery his secret and beat him silly. He soon was soaked with sweat and the whole team circled around him rubbing his body, pinching his butt and slowly lifting up his very short skirt, as Tom’s hand was reaching into John’s bloomers he suddenly ejected a heavy stream of urine into his cheer bloomers that ran down his bare legs.
John jumped up from the terrifying dream covered in sweat. He was breathing heavy and it took him over a minute to calm down and realize it was all a dream. Once he started thinking straight he noticed his clock and saw that it was just passed 3:00 am. It was a dream he thought, all a dream till he slowly realized the hot wet feeling in his crotch. Quickly all his fears rushed to his head. He wet his bloomers in the dream and he wet his diapers while he slept. Tears filled his eyes as he sat in his soaked diaper knowing what was going to happen. What his mother warned him about at the start Of the weekend. He would have to wear diapers to school.
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John started to cry harder as he sat in the soaked diaper. He couldn’t believe he wet himself. He now knew he had to wear diapers to school. He was terrified at the prospect. His cry’s got louder and turned Into pitifully sobs. The sobbing got so loud it woke up Susan. She stepped out of her sleeping bag and sat next to John on his bed.
“What’s a matter Johnny?” She asked Innocently. John couldn’t even give her a response and just hung his head in shame. It was an image Susan was used to seeing many times now. “Did you, have an accident Johnny?” John looked at her briefly before more tears flowed out of his eyes. All he could do was a sad nod to confirm what happened. Susan placed her arm over John’s shoulders “Now now Johnny, it’s not that bad. We can fix this problem. I have an idea.” Susan said still a bit tired but walking up with the thoughts of her new idea. John was still crying but looked up hearing about Susan’s idea.
“Your scared of your mom sees you wet yourself you will have to go to school in a diaper right?” John nodded. “And I’m sure everyone would find out, remember we have gym class first period. Oh I could see the boys throwing you outside the locked room In just your diaper. That wouldn’t be good. I can say confidently that no girl would ever date a boy who had to wear diapers to school because he had accidents.” Those thoughts only made John cry more. “But here’s my idea Johnny. We don’t tell your mother. I’ll change your diaper right now and she will have no idea of your accident. I’ll even take the evidence Home with me so she will never find it. Does that sound like a good idea?”
John’s crying slowed down and he started to gain composure to himself. “You would do that?” He sniffles. “Of course Johnny, but there’s a slight catch. I’ll change you and put you in a new diaper, but you gotta do something for me first.” Susan pushed Johnny down on his bed and she slowly started to straddle him. She placed her left Breast outside of her baby doll nightie and placed her nipple into John’s mouth. John’s eyes widened with excitement.
“Just suc-k while I tell you my plan. “ John began slowing suc-king on Susan’s nipple. “Now tomorrow, your going to have to tell your mommy something. She may or may not ask you something. She may ask if you like playing dress up with me. If she asks you tell her you love it. I want you to tell her it’s not just for fun anymore, tell her you always wanted to be a girl, play with dolls, do ballet, be a little cheerleader! Everything girly you wanted to do and be” she took her large hand and placed it behind Johnny’s Head while she placed her other large hand right on his plastic pantied crotch. John tried to Wimper a response but it came out muffled under Susan’s large Brest. John started to get hard under her gorilla like grip and she stated rubbing John’s crotch.
“So when your mommy asks you if you like dressing up your going to say YES, do you understand?” John was in a “hard” place both mentally and physically. Did he really want to become a sissy for his mother, of course not, but he surely couldn’t go to school wearing a diaper. He would do anything not to wear diapers to school. He knew he would have to admit to his mother that he enjoyed being a sissy. At least it would be in private. No one would know expect his mother, Susan and Mrs. Stall. John’s Erection was almost as hard as his decision. Her rubbing felt so good and didn’t want it to end. He would just admit yes to everything in hopes of getting a nice hand job and to be spared wearing diapers to school.
“Is that a yes then Sissy?” John nodded his head with excitement with Susan’s fat nipple still in his mouth. “And your going to tell her you like everything girly and prissy?” As Susan picked up speed rubbing John’s member though his diaper. “John nodded again. His eyes closed now imaging Cindy Rockwell’s breast in his mouth. Between Susan’s rubbing and the new mental image in his head he was close to climax. “Is Johnny about to make a sticky #3 in his diaper”? Susan asked him in a teasing manner. John shook his head yes as he was about to come at any moment. He didn’t dare open his eyes scared his boner might go awhile seeing Susan’s face. He was struggling to breath with Susan’s fat tit in his mouth but he knew any second he would come. Susan could tell because just moments away from an explosive Ejaculation Susan stopped. Still straddling John she grabbed both of his hands holding him in place. Her sheer weight held John tight to his bed.
Susan stared deep into his eyes. She was a spider who just caught a fly and she was very happy. Seeing him squirm pleases her with sexual delight. She just stared into his eyes and she pulled her breast out of his mouth. “You all ready went #1 in your diapers, I can’t have you doing a #3 can I?” She waited for about 2 mins just staring at his eyes. It felt like hours for John as he soon felt his hard on slowly go away. Susan loosen up on her grip and got off the bed. Before John knew it she ripped off his blankets, pulled down his plastic pants and unpinned his diaper. It was almost Disturbing how efficient Susan had become in changing cloth diapers.
She quickly wiped, creamed, powdered and pinned his so fast it was like she was on a pit crew for a race team. Before John knew it he was pinned into a new clean diaper. He saw her take out a plastic shopping bag from her backpack and place the wet diaper in there. He was confused, emotional and sexually frustrated all the same time. Susan popped his pink pacifier back into his mouth and simpley said “go back to bed baby”. John did still not sure what he was making of all this but Susan laid in her sleeping bag smiling from ear to ear while pleasuring herself to completion next to her sissy baby.
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At 7:45 both John and Susan awoke to the smell of hot breakfast cooking in the kitchen. John was still confused about everything. He really couldn’t believe how deep his problems have grown since he started High School. As he looked down as his newly fresh and changed diaper he got out of bed as Susan got out of her sleeping bag. Susan took her large hand and placed it on Johnny’s plastic panty
Crotch. “Is little baby Johnny nice and dry?” She felt his diaper and looked at Johnny who’s eyes widened at her sudden action. “Good thing. Your nice and dry . Now remember, anything you mommy asks you about girly things you like ok?” John nodded his head on agreement as Susan smiled and skipped down the stairs in her nightie which looked similar to the one John was wearing. John slowly looked in the mirror, took a deep breath and walked down the stairs.
As he got to the kitchen table he could hear Susan and his mother making small talk. He pulled his chair out of the table and heard his mother saying “that’s a lovely nightie Susan!” Susan smiled and in her best sweetest voice said “oh thank you Ms. Jones, I love it. It feels so comfortable to sleep in. Even John said it looked soooooo pretty last night. I told him maybe i would let him borrow it if he doesn’t wet his bed for a week as a reward. He must of really liked that Idea because he stayed dry all night!” John’s face blushed a shade of red. His heart slowly started to panic and Susan go the ball rolling on her next plan. John looked over at his mother who smiled from ear to ear at the news.
As Janet Jones placed the Hot breakfast down for John and Susan John noticed something. His bib and plastic bowl were missing. Janet noticed John looking at his hot breakfast with fork, spoon and knife. “Johnny, I have to say Susan had glowing reviews of babysitting you all night. She said you were a perfect sweet little thing. Not a peep at all. Because of that I’m giving you a nice reward of eating your breakfast like a big boy all by yourself!” She said in a sweet tone. John blushed again as being referred to as a small child was caused Susan to laugh. He had to admit himself that it was nice to eat his breakfast then rather be fed his breakfast like a baby.
“So Johnny, tell me all about your night? Susan said you were having so much fun!” John shifted uncomfortably in his seat, “well we just had a fun time, we watched a good movie”. John said just tying to make it sound low key as possible. “What movie was that sweetheart? Susan said you loved every minute of it”. John squirmed again “Bring It On. It’s about a high school cheerleading team. It was really funny and a great story.” He said nervously. “Oh isn’t that sweet. I’m glad you enjoyed the Cheerleading movie. Susan was telling me you were asking so many questions about her being a cheerleader and how you want to go to the games and watch her. Maybe when your bedwetting gets better I’ll let you stay up past your bed time and take you to a game. You can cheer on Susan and the rest of the girls. Doesn’t that sound like fun? Susan have you ever had a cheerleader for the cheerleaders?” Janet said in a confident voice. “Oh no, we never did Ms. Jones but I’m sure the other girls would love it. I have a pair of old Pom Poms and a old cheerleading sweater in the school colors he could wear!” Susan said with excitement. Janet looked right at her son “doesn’t that sound like fun? Would you like to do that someday Johnny?” She places the bait and now was waiting for a response from her hopefully soon to be sissy son.
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As always, comments are welcomed!
“Sure Mommy that would be great” John forced himself to say with a sissy grin. He couldn’t believe he called his mother “mommy”. John looked as his mother and Susan were smiling with big grins. “That’s wonderful news Johnny. This will be a fun goal to work for with your bedwetting”. To John it would be his worst nightmare to watch a football game at his school holding Pom Poms and in-between his mother and Susan’s mother. He never thought his bedwetting was actually would save him.
As the finished breakfast Janet cleaned the dishes while Susan was packing up her belonging in John’s room as he watched. “Great job back there Johnny, especially on the Mommy part. I bet she really bought it at that moment. You just have to let it come naturally.” John noticed Susan Taking his wet diaper and putting it in a plastic bag.he cringed knowing what that costed him with his friendship with Susan. They soon heard the doorbell and it was Mrs. Stall coming to pick up Susan.
Mrs. Stall smiled widely seeing John still in his diaper and nightie. “ I heard you stayed dry like a big boy all night. We are all very proud of you Johnny”. Mrs. stall said with a smugness in her voice. Janet and Barbra made small talk as Susan came downstairs. “Oh Hi Mom. We had such a great time. I can’t wait till the next visit. Oooooooooo Mommy, do you think Johnny could come Trick or Treating with us in a few weeks? Oh pretty pretty pretty please!” Susan was practically begging her mother. “Well will have to see what Johnny’s mother says. Susan and her 7 year old cosuin always go trick or treating together. It’s become a little tradition for them. You should see it Janet, they always have matching or themed costumes. It’s so cute.”
“Well will have to see but I’m sure we can figure something out.” Susan said her goodbyes, thanked Ms. Jones and told Johnny “see you in school tomorrow sweetie.” As they left, Janet looked at her son. “Johnny, i want you to take a seat in the living room. I need to talk to you.” He gulped not knowing what his mother was going to talk to him about but may have had a slight idea.
As they both entered the living room John took a seat on the couch. “You know what sweetie, maybe sit on the ground. I’m still a bit nervous that you might leak.” John blushed with a quick hot feeling and took a seat on the floor as his mother sat in an old antique armchair. “Johnny, do you want to keep wearing your diapers during the daytime”? She asked honestly. John shook his head no. “I figured you didn’t want to wear em. I don’t want you to wear them in the daytime either anymore. It was meant to be a punishment and it worked. Also Susan had glowing reviews of your behavior. I’m very proud of you for acting like a big boy and not a little baby.” John hated how bluntly his mother was speaking to him but there was nothing he could really do.
“Johnny, Susan told me some things that happened when she was babysitting you. I want you to be 100% truthful with me now. Susan dressed you up like a girl again when she watched you didn’t she?” John’s heart began to race as sweat slowly started to form on his forehead. “Yes, she did give me a makeover on Saturday night.” He squeaked Out. He became terribly nervous and slowing began to tremble. “But you didn’t do it for fun did you? You wanted to do it because you wanted to look like a girl, correct?” John’s eyes started to water. This was all coming so fast but he knew he had to agree with her. He had to let Susan lies become the truth. “Yes mommy, I wanted it. I wanted to be a pretty girl.” He managed to say before sobbing crying. Janet rushed over to her crying son and held him in her arms. “There there, there there. I love you anyway you are Johnny. You don’t have to cry. Mommy loves you.”
John cried for several minutes till he calmed himself down. “It’s ok Johnny. This will just be between us and the Stalls. It’s not a big deal. Will figure out something. I even have a choice for you. Tell me what you think of it” John looked up at his mother wondering what this new choice could be. “Now I know you don’t want to wear diapers correct?” John nodded his head. “Well how about instead of Diapers in the daytime, each day when you get home you can wear a nice, pretty pair of panties ?”
This was it. What he was fearing since he made this deal with Susan. He was now going to became a sissy and his mother thought he wanted to be one.
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(I deserved to be spanked by all of you for taking so long to update. Very sorry)
The rest of the day was relatively quiet. Janet didn’t baby her son like she did the previous days and even let him pick his own TV shows to watch. He asked to go to the bathroom several times which his mother helped unpinned his diaper to do so and stayed dry the entire day. The day turned to night and soon he was going though his now normal bedtime rituals. He still winced getting his Tammy temperature taken. Still would get horribly embarrassed having his mom clean his private areas. She pulled up his plastic panties and placed his nightie over head head. Feeling such shame that his mother thought he loved wearing it. “Now Johnny, I know what you told me today feels like a big deal but it isn’t really. It’s ok if you like girl things or want to wear dresses. I will never judge you. If you been holding on to this feeling for so long that could have been one of the reasons you became a bed wetter. Stress adds to bed wetting honey. Just know that I love you. If you wet the bed tonight I won’t make you wear diapers to school honey. That was very mean of me, I was just frustrated and wanted to scare you straight. I love you no matter what. Good night sweetheart” and with that she kissed her son on the forehead turned the light out and left.
Josh sat there is disbelief. He admitted that he was a sissy to his mother so he didn’t have to wear diapers to school but then in the end it was all just another trick. How could this keep happening to him? What was his after school life going to be like now? Would panties become the new normal? Would his teen life ever be normal? Since starting High School he has been in diapers, dresses and getting his Tammy Temptures. He laid there in the darkness and felt dread knowing it was only going to get worse.
“Barb, I had no ideas he had these feelings. I don’t understand where it came from but I’m not upset at all. In fact, I’m kind of happy”. Janet talked into the phone to her now best friend Barbara Stall. “ You mentioned before how you took him to the ballet, how you wanted to give him lessons, I bet overtime he knew you wanted a girl and this is his way of pleasing you. Making you happy. He’s doing this because he loves you.” Barbara told her planting more seeds to grow in making John’s life miserable. “I’ll come over tomorrow and bring some of Susan’s old things over.” She added. “Barb, I just really gotta thank you. Moving to a whole new town wasn’t easy but with friends like you it makes great.” Janet replied as they soon changed subjects.
John awoke the next Monday morning 10 mins before his alarm went off. He noticed he wasn’t wet. While he was happy he was dry I’m sure his mother will think the reason is that he admited he was a sissy.
His mother came in 10 mins later. “Good morning sweetheart. Are we a dry Danielle today?” John nodded his head. “Oh wonderful. See look what I told you. Telling me about your girly side relieved so much stress for you. I’m sure your going to find life more enjoyable!” She said happily. He was unpinned from his diaper while he changed and walked out the door for school. As he walked to the bus stop Susan waved enthusiastically and gave him a big bear hug. The other 2 students laughed at seeing John be so roughly handled and the fact his best friend was the biggest loser in school. John though about it and he might actually be the biggest loser in school.
All day John found it hard to concentrate. He kept wondering what was waiting for him when he got home. The day crawled by but eventually he was on the bus home. As he walked up to his front door he was both relieved and dreading what was gonna happen.
He walked though the front door, he wanted to move quickly and just get to his room. Maybe his mother forgot all about there talk yesterday. He quickly said hello and went up to his bedroom. He entered ,closed the door and breathed a sight of relief. The relief was short lived when he noticed a small pink shopping Bag in the center of the bed. He slowly moved towards it trembling. He noticed light pink tissue paper at the top of the bag. As he took out the tissue paper his worse fear came true. Inside the bag were panties. Seven pairs of panties in a mixed range of styles and and Materials. His legs got weak as he pulled out each pair. Silk, satin, cotton. Noticed colors like pink, purple, white. Bikini, full bottom, thong. Seven pairs and all for him.
“I got you a pair for each day of the week sweetheart. Do you like them?” He heard his mother’s voice behind him. He held several pairs in his hands. Afraid to face his mother. No he did not like them. He hated them. He wanted to get inside Girls’s panties, not wear them. But he knew what he had to do. “I love them mommy.” And he turned around and hugged her.
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Thank you for the new update. I still wondering if the new sissy will still end up at least part time in nappies....giggles
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(Hello everyone! I feel like I jumped over my writers block and just got full of ideas. I plan on writing shorter chapters but try to do it weekly. I just want to thank everyone for being so patient and still reading. The memes and pictures you post are amazing and get me excited to write more. You all are the best!)
After the warm hug John’s mother had a bag behind her. She pulled out a pair of purple short shorts and a matching purple tank top. “I know this is all new to you sweetie. We don’t have to rush anything. I just want you to be happy. Mrs. Stall stopped by today to donate some of Susan’s older clothes that don’t fit her anymore. She figured you would love to have them since you spent so much time playing dress up when they were babysitting you.” John wanted to die on the inside. He now was gifted Susan’s old clothes. The fact that his mother used the word “babysitting” made him feel like he was two inches tall.
“She also gave some nice dresses, socks, shoes, even some old costumes from old dance recitals!” Janet said happily. The idea of seeing her son dressed as a gracefully ballerina put her on cloud nine. “She said she would look though some more storage and see if she would find anything else in your size. I figured since you watched that Cheerleading movie this weekend you might like this outfit. Girls call them cheer shorts.” She displayed the purple short shorts and tank top. Across the butt of the shorts said “cheer” in pale pink. The matching tank top also had the word cheer in pale pink going across the chest. “As I said, I figured we could just start slowly. This seemed simple enough. Would you like to wear this sweetheart?”
Much like his seven brand new pairs of panties he knew he had to act the part. He now knew Susan infested his life. He was but a puppet in whatever show she wanted to see. He was nothing more then a dress up doll. “Sure Mom, these look great.” He took the matching cheer set. “Oh you can wear your new purple panties to match. It’s always important to match sweetie. You will soon learn all these things.” Janet left the room to let John get dressed. As he pulled down his jeans and boxers shorts he took the purple silky satin panties. White lace covered the band and leg holes. A small pink flower was right in the front of his new panties. He stepped into them and began to pull them up his skinny legs. Once they were in place he felt something strange to them. They actually felt good against his skin. He looked at himself in his mirror and noticed that the bikini cut style fit perfectly against his skinny frame. Ever since puberty his butt grew very large and round. Not the best feature for any boy to have. He was called many names whenever he was in the locker room changing. Now with the panties on they fit like a glove. He thought that he actually looked like a girl wearing panties. Before this whole mess started he used to stay up late and watch the sex movies on the movie channels. Without a doubt he looked like one of the sexy young girls he saw in those movies. The thought of those movies gave him a flash of excitement. He noticed he started to grow very fast and get hard. He placed his hands down to stop the growing but it was a mistake. Touching himself while wearing the silky panties was an extreme pleasure. At this point John hadn’t masterbated in what felt like weeks. Now with him in his new pair of panties was bringing him over the edge. He pulled the panties down so that just his member was sticking out. He placed a trash can underneath him and gave in to temptation. His mind went to Cindy Rockwell. Thinking of all the things Susan did to him he would just picture Cindy there and doing it to him. He placed his other hand against his silky satin balls and began to rub. Just before his moment of climax he pictured Susan coming up behind him. With her large bear like hand pitched John’s butt and said “C*M for me you little panty waist sissy!” In his day dream Susan and Cindy began to laugh which caused him to explode into his garbage can and bring him out of the sexy dream world and bringing him to his knees.
He was breathing heavy when the reality slowly began to set in. He pleasured himself in his new panties thinking of Cindy Rockwell and Susan Stall.
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I know that place where john's mind went to,, because I go there often myself.Except it is Mistress Cat (honor curtsy) speaking in my ear.
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Thank you for the update, you always know the perfect place to end leaving us wanting more. I will as always wait patiently for your next part. Susan and her mom have our sissy and his mom where they want them.
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8) I love the story and the pics more please???? ;D
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She just posted more of the story yesterday. Please double check the previous page.
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John cleaned up quickly and went downstairs to show off his new outfit to his mother. “Oh you look so good honey! How do you like it” John lied though and his teeth and said he liked it very much. He figured maybe he could get away with just wearing shorts and tank tops and stay away from the dresses. “Now Johnny, I want you to know that the bathroom will still be locked. I want you to know you have to ask. Just because you upgraded to big girl panties doesn’t mean you can go to the bathroom whenever you want. I’ll be happy to unlock for you whenever you need.”
John nodded his head and was haunted by the use of the word “big girl panties.” Here he was a freshmen in high school and his mother referred to his underwear as “big girl panties.” The rest of the day went uneventful. John liked his new big girl panties much more then his day time diapers. Several times he had to ask to use the bathroom and his request was granted. As normal he was giving his Tammy temperature, pinned into his diapers and placed into bed as the The usual routine took place.
The next day he woke up dry which his mother claimed from using Janet Jones method. He could only weakly nod his head and agree. After his breakfast John walked to the bus stop and saw Susan grinning from ear to ear. The other bus mates weren’t at the stop yet so it was just Susan. She looked up and down at his outfit like she was looking for something.
“Are we wearing you’re new panties to School today Johnny?” She said ever so sweetly. John blushed and said “not so loud, and no I’m not.” Susan smile only got larger “i heard you got a big wardrobe update yesterday. Seven brand new pairs of panties! I’m so happy for you. I was so glad I could donate to your sissy foundation. I know my old dresses and ballet costumes will be much better off with you!” His face got redder by the moment. The sheer embarrassment caused John to grow hard which could be clearly seen in his tight jeans. “Oh it looks like someone really does enjoy there new wardrobe! You gotta show it off at my house this weekend. My Girl Scout Troop is having a Halloween party and we can bring a friend to try and increase membership. Don’t worry johnny, my mom is calling your mother today with all the details. It’s going to be a lovely time!”
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John should look delightful in a brownie outfit.
Sure Miss Susan has something special in mind.
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The rest of the week went by quickly. By the time Friday rolled around he all ready tried five of his seven pairs of panties. The pair he wore today was what his mother called “the most special”. His pale pink thong rode up against his butt crack painfully. He kept trying to pull the thin fabric line out of his crack but due to his newest outfit, a pair of very tight fitting black jazz pants couldn’t get a good grip at it, along with a white frilly blouse. His mother told him “ With tight fitting outfits, you want to wear a thong so you don’t show everyone your panty lines sweetie”. She cheerfully reminded him.
He didn’t know what was worse. He was glad to be out of diapers but at least that was a punishment. The fact his mother thought he wanted to be a girl and liked wearing these outfits made him feel the lowest he ever felt. He would think about his dad stopping by for a visit and seeing him in his new wardrobe was a thought that would almost make him vomit. He hadn’t seen his dad in almost 2 years and he rarely talked to him on the phone. He wished he could reach out and ask to live with him but he knew that thought was hopeless. His father was somewhere else and was not going to rescue him from the sissy girly hell he was currently trapped in.
“You must be so excited for the Halloween party tomorrow! Ms. Stall was telling me about all the fun things, lots of candy, a treasure hunt and a costume contest. I’m so excited for you. Did you know I used to be a Girl Scout? Just like how Ms. Stall is the Den Mother, you’re Grandma was the Den Mother. So many memories!” John was nervous about the party. He wasn’t sure if he would go as Johnny or Joanie. He was pretty confident he would go as Joanie if Susan and Ms. Stall had there way.”
Since it was Friday he was allowed to stay up for an extra hour which he was excited but his excitement was short lived because it was him watching a Sheryl Temple movie with his mother. She would comment on such a lovey little dress she wore and how sweet her tap dancing was. “Don’t you just love her hair in those Ringlets?” John stuttered not knowing what to say, but managed to say how they looked a little babyish. “Oh sweetheart, you’re the last one who should be worried about looking babyish.” She giggles at her own joke which caused John to blush a bright red. Janet looked at her watch “speaking of babyish we outta get you’re diapers on you. It’s far past your bedtime honey.” His Tammy Temperature was taken, his diaper was pinned on and soon was wearing a pink undershirt with lace and ribbon on it. The shirt was the style a girl of 7 or 8 would wear but due to Susan’s large frame fit John perfectly.
“Ms. Stall says she has the best costume for you tomorrow and that your going to LOVE IT! It’s going to pair up with Susan’s perfectly so you might have the Chance to win best couple costume at the party!” Janet soon minced to John’s light-switch and flipped it off. In the darkness John’s face of total worry could not be seen as his mind raced of what this costume could be. Hopefully something with a mask. He drifted off quickly since he was up an hour past his bedtime and didn’t even noticed he wet him self two hours later.
(If you want a good image of what Susan looks like, picture her with blonde hair)
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-4118028/amp/Stereotypes-broken-Plus-size-ballerina-online-star-footage-teen-executing-elaborate-turning-sequence-goes-viral.html
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love it you know exactly when to leave off although i am hoping the parts could be a little longer please
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Wonder what Miss Susan has for john as a costume set..
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Hoping diapers and him/her gets babied more.
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Thanks to everyone for pushing me to write more. Just started the newest chapter today. All the comments and memes really encourage me. I can’t believe this story is almost a year old. No idea it would still be going and i didn’t even get to part 2 or part 3 of Susan’s revenge. I warn you by the time we get to part 3 Johnny’s life gets very dark in the best way. Think of Baby Bobby style stories.
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maybe we should let you get to parts 2 and 3 bet they be just as good as this one...giggles
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His Tammy Temperature was taken, his diaper was pinned on and soon was wearing a pink undershirt with lace and ribbon on it.
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i am thinking Susan might want to consider using coarse itchy burlap diapers for added punishment along with some nice hot scratchy wooly baby outfits:)
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I just got my account so now I can reply.
I really love the way this story is developing. It's a real classic.
The new chapters are all well worth waiting for.
I wonder what exquisite embarrassment the Halloween costume will bring, especially having to show it off in front of an audience of girl scouts.
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(Sissy servent, I loved your picture. Made me squirm with such enjoyment)
John slept though the night and didn’t wake up till his mother came into his room to start the day. Janet stuck her finger in the leg holes of the plastic panties to see that John soaked his diapers, more wet the usual. “John, your completely drenched. Oh I should have never allowed you to stay up an hour later. Look what happens. It’s a shame because you were doing so well. Ever since panties you were dry every night. Well this just shows your not ready for a later bed time. Now let’s get you changed, you have a big day today.”
For the last two months John has felt low on himself, but today something about the way his mother was speaking to him made him feel more babyish then usual. Staying up only an hour later and he soaked his night time diapers. Was he turning more into a baby if his sleep patterns changed? He didn’t want to think about it while his mother cleaned him. Once cleaned his mother took his bed wetting log and used a sad frown sticker to represent his wetting. Soon John was giving a slightly to small white Disney princess T-shirt with matching Disney panties along with pale purple sweat pants that always made a sissy bulge in front. His mother recently gotten his a pair of white low top keds sneakers which even though they weren’t girly something about that seemed sissy. Once giving his breakfast his mother spoke with great excitement about the Halloween party.
“I was talking to Mrs. Stall last night about your costume. It’s going to be so cute and it matches with Susan and her little cousin costume as well so all three of you will make such a cute group. Your going to be so surprised!” John had no idea what the costume was but the fact that his mother said “cute” was worry some.
Once after breakfast John did his chores around the house. John’s only chores a few months ago was emptying the dishwasher and making his bed. In the last few weeks his mother updated his chores. He now had to vacuum, dust, mop, and do the laundry. The worst was cleaning his own wet diapers. His old chores only took him 10 mins but now he was at least doing two hours of chores on the weekend. His mother would tell him “your learning a great gift. Any man who knows how to do these things would be considered very valuable”. His mother also stopped issuing his allowance. She said she was “saving it when he needed it” which John found most unfair. Only 6 months ago John would buy used video games or movies with his allowance but now he literally had no money saved anymore. His mother handed him a white Floria print apron which she tied around his back to start his many chores for the day. He hated the apron but at least it covered his shame.
After several hours and all of his chores done his mother helped him back for his sleep over. He got nervous all over again. This would be the first time he would sleep over at Susan since the worst weekend of his life and now her little cosuin would be there. Butterfly’s fluttered in his stomach which made him think about the pair of pink panties his mother pack in his over night bag that had a pattern of flowers and butterfly’s on them.
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Love it! shows our little sissy not totally ready for big girl panties maybe it be diapers again full time...giggles
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On the way to Susan’s house John shifted nervously in the car seat. A thought he never thought of popped in his head. What if girls from Susan’s Girl Scout Troop went to his school? While worried he also remembered that nobody continues to be a boy or Girl Scout after the age of 12,
But Susan was still one. He sat silently knowing he would have to be Sissy Johnny at the party. That Susan and Mrs. Stall would expect nothing less. That damn video Susan made had him completely screwed.
They pulled into the Stalls driveway and stepped out of the car. John took his over night bag and walked to the front door like a death row Inmate walks to be executed. A small knock and the door flung open with excitement as Susan gave him a large bear hug. Much to the surprise of John and his mother she lifted him off the ground as if he was a small child. Janet giggled seeing John’s feet dangle. John noticed that Susan was wearing a a blue nightgown along with a matching blue hair bow. He thought it was strange that she was still in her sleep clothes in the afternoon.
Soon Mrs. stall came out along with a cute, blonde hair girl wearing a green tinker bell costume. Her green tank top leotard had an attached tutu along with wings and a magic wand. Her hair was done in a tight bun and her face was made up with light glittery style make up. Pale pink ballet tights and slippers completed the outfit. “Hi! My name is Sarah! You must be Susan’s Sissy Friend Johnny!” She said with extreme excitement. Susan along with both mother’s burst out laughing at the bold comment Sarah delivered to John. John was shocked by the comment but looked down at his outfit and really couldn’t deny it.
“So you ready for your costume Johnny? Well don’t be upset, but it’s not a girl character. I know how badly you wanted to be a ballerina or one of the Disney Princess on your shirt” this caused laughter from everyone in the room but hope from John. Not a girl costume, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. “Your in luck, it’s still Disney though and your going to look so cute in this outfit!” Susan reached into a brown paper bag and pulled out a small green outfit. John looked closer at what it could be. He then noticed green tights and a small green top covered in green sequins were placed on the kitchen table. A small green hat with a red feather came out of the bag, along with black ballet slippers and lastly a pair of green cheerleading briefs completed the outfit. “I know we’re going to win the costume contest when we show up as Tinkerbell, Wendy and Peter Pan!” Susan said confidently.
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interesting but it appears the outfit could still be very fem looking....lol. With the leotard top and tights i wonder if our sissy is going to be diapered as it would be difficult to remove all items to go wee wee...giggles.
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Aha!? I am so surprised too! An Peter Pan costume is not that dramatic. For me?...of course! To wear green pantyhose, and to look cute for the girls. That would be realy embarrassing for me. Maybe for him its a small grace periode ?
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dear sissy ballerina boy, thank you for writing such a lovely long tale. It shows great imagination and I look forward to reading the next few chapters.
Hugs from Baby Jennie
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John walked upped to observe the costume and noticed the finer details. The way the green top was dainty cut, the bloomers that was covered in green sequins. The whole costume was made of very light mesh and it was clearly meant for a female. John held the costume knowing he was screwed but had to comply. He stated to walk to the bathroom to go change when Susan said “go on, just put it on in front of us, we gotta make sure the panties fit!” She said sweetly.
“Sarah can you give us some privacy? We just wanna make sure Little Johnny’s costume fits.” Janet said. Sarah looked disappointed and asked why can’t she stay. “Well I guess she will see him naked when we put him in his diapers later, so I guess it’s ok” Mrs stall said confidently. Sarah giggled “you mean he wears diapers like a baby as well?” Josh blushed at Sarah’s bold comment. “Well Johnny has a bed wetting problem. His bladder isn’t grown up like most boys his age so he has to diapers at night. He’s been dry for almost a week but then he completely soaked his diapers last night. I extended his bed time by an hour and that’s what happened. I learned not to do that again. “ John’s mother told Sarah confirming the fact.
Before John knew it Susan tugged down his purple sweat pants exposing his Disney princess panties in front of the whole crowd. “Johnny wears panties too? Disney panties as well! I haven’t worn cartoon panties since I was five!” Sarah rolled with laughter. “Johnny loves his panties. They used to be mine and he practically begged me if he could have them.” Susan lied which only made John blush harder and Sarah to laugh harder. Just like his diaper changes his panties were pulled down in a flash which caused Sarah to laugh harder seeing his bare bottom and soon John was pulling up his green sequin bloomers in place.
“do a little twirl for us. We want to make sure they fit well?” Mrs stall said firmly. John did a small unenthusiastic twirl which caused everyone to smile. “I gotta teach you how to do a proper pirouette. That’s looking pretty sloppy Johnny.” Susan said disappointedly which only caused more giggles for John’s fan club. Soon everyone was gathering around John give comments saying “bend over a little” “stretch you’re arms” tugs, pokes and pincns were all given to the very exposed Johnny. Soon he rolled up the green tights and added the light green mesh Peter Pan top which came to waist. He tried to tug it down but to no effort. His green sequin bloomers could be easily seen though his tights and his Sissy bulge was on full display. The tiny hat with the red feather along with a pair of light pink ballet slippers completed the outfit.
“Time for Make Up!” Susan said excited. John was brought to the kitchen table as Susan opened the case. Theatrical Mascara was applied along with red blush (which he didn’t really need) Susan then took out a tube of red lip stick. “Can I put on his lipstick? I been practicing” Sarah asked. “Sure that’s the best part!” Said Susan. Soon John’s very big lips were a pouty pair of fire truck red lips. Susan took out a small jar and took a pitch of glitter and blew it into John’s face. “Sparkle Sparkle Johnny! A little fairy dust for you.!”
Susan was complete “you look fantastic Johnny! Take a look.” She pushed John to a large mirror where he was taken back by the image. He looked like a completely sissy girl version of Peter Pan. He tried to tug down the top to cover his bulge which confirmed the fact that he was indeed a boy but it didn’t come close. The cheerleading bloomers perfectly captured his crotch in a small circle of sissyness. “Pictures!” Janet told the group. Soon John was posing with Sarah and Susan for almost 15 mins of all different types of positions. “Hold Susan’s and Sarah’s hands” “kiss Susan on the cheek! Not to much, you don’t want to smeer your lipstick!” Mrs. stall said.
Janet was heading towards the door. “Have lots of fun tonight. I know you girls will have a blast!” John looked sadly at his mother heading towards the door leaving him trapped at the worst place possible. “All right girls. Let’s load up and head over.” John sat in the backseat with Sarah while Susan sat up front of Barbara mini van. “Do you like being a sissy boy?” Sarah asked innocently. Susan gave him a stern look on what is the right thing to say. “Oh I love it. Susan is a sissy’s best friend!” Which caused Sarah to giggle. Soon they pulled up to Susan’s Girl Scout Troop building and noticed several little girls in costumes walking in. “Oh I forgot to tell you Johnny. My Girl Scout Troop is co hosting this Halloween party with the local Boy Scout Troop as well so you can talk to some nice boys if you’d like!”
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Oh i like it, now Johnny going to get embarassed by boys. Maybe he should have been diapered just in case the embarassment makes him wet his sissy panties...giggles
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There is still time and I am sure those little girl scouts would love the chance to change a life size peter pan doll. Those green tights would definitely have to come off as well as the peepee soaked ballet slippers. OH THE SHAME!
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Haha! A Peter Pan Sissy! He had to expect it! Susan would not miss a moment to embarrass him in this way! Nice that he is now only among at women and girls!
The cute girl Sahra laugting about what he has to wear. But he has act as if he would like to be treadet like a little girl. And that makes it more worse vor him.
His mother is already so far, that she believes that would make him everything incredibily happy.
No wonder! He always says it. She can not know he get be foced to do so.
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John face went completely pale (yet it was hard to tell with all the heavy make up) he felt a brief warm moment in his member (unknown to him he had a small tinkle of pee during his moment of panic.) Susan smiled broadly as John’s now panic and terrified face. John felt sick to his stomach and though he could vomit at any moment. Terror sweat rolled down his forehead and his stomach had 1000’s of butterfly’s flying in them.
“But don’t worry Johnny. None of those Boy Scouts go to our school. There all in middle school.” Susan didn’t want to end her fun but could tell john was about to be ill and didn’t want his mother turning the car around. His stomach felt a tiny bit better and the sweat cut down dramatically. He knew he felt better but could Susan be lying? He could never tell with her. As the car was parked the Stall’s got out of the car. Susan and Sarah took John’s hands and walked to his uncertain fate towards the building. He noticed several girls walking into the building at the same time. There costumes ranged from Disney princess for the younger girls to rock stars and teen star characters. He noticed giggles as he pasted a two pretty girls who may have been thirteen dressed as Buffy the Vampire Slayer along with the other dressed as Wonder Woman complete with magic Lasso. He shifted nervously in his ballet slippers as the entered the main building of the rec hall to see a crowd of people (17 girls, 8 boys, and 4 over worked parents helping as chaperones)
The crowd looked as the were just about the last expected guests. The started at how well the group looked, all the costumes looked professional, tinker bell was adorable, the Wendy looked very mature and the Peter Pan looked delightfully feminine. The crowd all thought that the three girls would for sure will the costume contest. As the crowd admired there costumes as they walked forward many of them at once started to look closer at the Peter Pan. John could feel all eyes on him as he tried to pull down his short and skimpy top to cover his exposed bulge. Soon the mother’s helping covered there mouths giggling realizing it was a boy who was dressed as the overly girly Peter Pan. Once the young boys and girls teenagers and pre teens noticed the couldn’t contain them self’s like the adult mothers and full out bursted into a loud audible laughs with fingers pointing directly at John. While the youngest girls seemed confused they ran right up to John and could see he was a heavily made up boy. “Hehehehe he’s a real boy in tights!” “Look at all the make up he’s wearing!” “Mommy is he a Boy Scout or a Girl Scout?” Loud comments like that barked from all the young guests. Soon the mothers could see they were loosing control of the group. They looked at Ms. Stall in hopes she could contain the group.
“All right kids, calm down. This is Susan’s best friend Johnny. He’s interested in becoming a scout so I figured this would be the best introduction to all the fun he could have being a scout.” Mrs. Stall said frankly. “You sure he doesn’t want to be a Girl Scout!” One of the boy’s in the crowd said which caused everyone to laugh. John’s face turned more red but couldn’t really be seen with so much rouge on. He tugged nervously at his green top to try and covered his crotch bump.
“All right boys and girls, let’s split up and play some games!” Susan’s Mom declared. John wanted to be quickly forgotten about and went right to the first game station which was bobbing for apples. He along with Susan, Sarah and four of the oldest Boy Scouts were at his station. John dreaded seeming the older Boy Scouts there. Even though he was several years older then them, he felt weak and younger to them. There all had there own theme of ghostly pirates. John felt envy looking at there costumes. Wishing he could be something scary and not something so sissy as Peter Pan.
Before John knew it, it was his turn. As he bobbed for apples his shirt rode up his body exposing his green tights and panty lined shaped butt to all of the Boy Scouts. They roared with laughter as one of them violently pinched John’s butt which caused him to scream. His girly scream made the apple fall out of John’s mouth. The adult supervising the station didn’t notice the boy pinching his butt and made john reach back in for an Apple. John was extra self aware to not expose his bottom but it made him take several minutes to grab one apple giving him the worst time of the group and causing more laughing from the boys.
It seemed every game station John went to with Susan and Sarah the same four boys followed him and continued to harass him at every station. Somehow whenever the bullying began no adult would see it happening. During pin the tail on the donkey, john was tripped by one of the boys which caused more laughter. John was getting visually upset which only caused more teasing. One of the boys grabbed John’s hat and played keep away. Due to his ballet slippers, caused him to slide back and forth as they passed the hat to each boy. Susan eventually felt sorry for John, and grabbed the hat from one of the boys which only caused more laughter. “Looks like Sissy Johnny needed his bodyguard to protect him.” Unknown to john more pee tinkled into his green sequin panties.
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So good, so good, so good! I almost want to hide under the bed the humiliation and emasculation is so intense. OMG when the boys see his panty lines through the tights! Ahhh!!
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8) I just love this story more please???? ;D
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Thank you for continuing this story, it appears sissy johnny should still be in diapers. Hope Mrs Stall brought some to change him into.
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Still enjoying this story Thank you.
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Big update coming tonight or tomorrow. It will be my biggest chapter yet.
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Yhipee!
THIS STORY IS WHY I KEEP TUNING BACK IN.
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“It’s time for the scavenger hunt everyone! Everyone get in groups as we pass out the maps!” John knew he just stick with Susan and Sarah since he really didn’t want to pair up with the boys. As they collected there map Susan and Sarah grabbed both of John’s hands and began to run around the rec hall trying to find all the clues and items. After 20 mins John began to let loose and enjoyed the fun. He almost forgot he was even wearing the Peter Pan costume at times. The map consisted of a checklist of different locations. Each location had a number code to write down. Team Peter Pan was clearly the most into it as the smaller kids had harder times figuring out the clues and the older kids though the whole thing was stupid.
Soon John’s team was far in the lead and could relax since they only had one clue left. Susan quickly figured it out that it was in the back stage area of the Rec Hall. Susan and company took the side stage door and began looking for the clue. The rec hall was used for many different community events such as bingo, recitals and other social events. While searching Sarah told Susan “I have to go to the bathroom. Susan, will you help me take my costume off?” Susan agreed but told John to keep looking for the clue. “You want me to look by myself?” He said in a nervous voice. “Yes Johnny. You know you are a teenager right? Your like 3 years older than everyone here. Don’t be such a sissy baby!” Susan said smugly which caused Sarah to laugh and only caused John more embarrassment.
As Susan and Sarah walked out the side door John began looking for the last clue. The curtains to the stage were closed but he could he the noises from outside. It was nice for John to finally have a private moment to himself. As he searched he looked around a piano and a large podium to which his search revealed nothing. While looking he began to hear voices near the back of the stage. He knew it must be where the last clue was. As he got closer to the voices he soon saw the people who made up the voices and his heart dropped.
All the boy pirates who were making his life hell along with the two girls who were dressed as Wonder Woman and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. he noticed them earlier when he was walking in. He observed two of the boys clearly flirting with each girl. He froze in place when he made eye contact with them. John was actually scared. He couldn’t believe he was really scared around the pre teen boys but he was. Without his protecter around who would help him. “Hey look! It’s little Peter Pan!” One of the boys said laughing. John was clearly almost a foot taller then all the boys but being called little made him feel just like that. A small boy being bullied.
“Hi, I’m sorry. I’ll leave you alone. Don’t want to bother you.” John managed to say in a scared voice. The boys and the two girls could clearly smell the fear coming off him. Derek who was the lead boy and the one flirting with Wonder Woman started to walk up to John very confident. “Don’t be scared man, me and my friends have been talking about you all day. We said how it took balls to wear a costume like that to a party. Hell you’re way braver then any of us.” The other boys nodded in agreement. “We were just saying how you should join the Boy Scouts. Our new friends Buffy and Wonder Woman were saying how lame Susan is. We do way cooler stuff then then Girl Scouts.” John was confused at Derek’s comments. Was he indeed being nice to him. Sure he was three years younger but this was the first time any boy was ever being nice to him, even a boy talking to him since he moved. John wanted to seem confident and nodded his head in agreement.
Soon the other boys along with the two girls walked towards him. John relaxes a bit. “One of the coolest things about the Boy Scouts is all the cool knot and rope tricks you learn. Check this out” Wonder Woman gave Derek her golden lasso and began showing John a series of different knots and magic tricks. John looked on with interest.
Susan and Sarah walked out of the girls bathroom and were heading to the side stage door when Susan noticed the final clue was on the actually door itself. She got so excited to get it she quickly wrote down the final code and her and Sarah ran off to deliver the winning map. Unknown to John, his bodyguard was not coming back
“Hey, I’ll show you how to escape from any knot. Let’s come over here to the podium” Derek told John. Soon Derek and the other boys were circled around him and he began to get nervous. “I think I gotta go find Susan” John stuttered. “Just wait a minute, we gotta show you our final trick.” Derek told John. He soon felt all the boys grab his arms and legs and began to feel the rope wrapping around his wrists tightly. He started to struggle, this was not a position he wanted to be in. The boys could sense his struggling and started to use more force and strength against John’s weak body. John started to say something about having to go which was quickly interrupted by a punch right to his stomach. “Shut up you sissy faggot. We’re not done yet!” Derek said angrily. John out of breath was so in shock he didn’t even realize the long golden lasso was soon tired around his ankles and well as his wrists. Soon he felt the boys let go. Thinking he would loose his balance immediately, he noticed he was securely standing up. The boys had essentially hog tied him to the podium. His back was flush against the front of the podium while his wrist and ankles were both tightly tied to the back of the podium. He struggled and wigglled but could not get free. The boys laughed at seeing how helpless he was tying to move the heavy and sturdy podium.
“I think little Petey could you a fresh coat of lip stick” the girl dressed as Buffy declared. John later found out this girl’s name was Vicky. She reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out the bright red tube of lip stick. “This color is going to look so good on you sweetie! Pucker up, I’m sure you’re all ready a pro at that” Vicky said laughing to her self. Soon John gave a model style pucker as she applied coat after coat of her bright red lip stick. She stood back to admirer her work to the laughing boys “Something’s missing. Hmmmm I got it!” Derek said grabbing Vicky’s lipstick. He walked up to John and tilted his chin up and started to write something across his forehead. He stepped back laughing as the others now saw what was written across his forehead. In bright fire truck red the word “SISSY” was branded.
John was starting to cry now, the uncomfortable position that he was tied up in made him really have to go to the bathroom. He kept fidgeting which only made him look weaker. “Oh is the little sissy baby about to cry!” The girl who was dressed as Wonder Woman declared. John would find out later that her name was Nicole. “Please, you had you’re fun, please untie me, I won’t tell anyone who did this to me, please I really have to go to the bath...” John cut himself short. Thinking that this cruel group of bullies would cut him any break was a stupid idea. The last thing he wanted them to know was that he had to go to the bathroom. But it was to late. He said “bath” and they clung on to that word.
“Did you hear that Vicky, little baby has to go to the Potty. Do you have to make Pee Pee’s?” Nicole laughed wickedly. The rest of the boys walked up to John and started to pinch and press him. One of the bigger boys pushed hard on John’s stomach/bladder to encourage his motions. “Come on Sissy Boy, just piss yourself and will leave you alone. Pee pee like the big sissy baby you are” Derek whispered intensely into John’s ear. John now noticed that Vicky and Nicole we’re taking pictures with there phones of John being roughly handled by the pack of pirate boys. With all the emotions he was facing along with all the physical abuse he soon couldn’t hold it anymore and began to flood his green sequin panties. Soon the cheerleading bloomers couldn’t hold anymore and it soon started to leak out the sides. Vicky started to jump up and down and seeing his green tights form a unmistakable pee stain at the crotch.
Everyone was laughing and cheering as Nicole and Vicky’s phone recorded the entire experience. Once the peeing stopped, John hung his head in shame and cried to himself. How was this happening. Where was Susan?
Was this planned by her? He could feel the pee’s warm feeling soon started to get cool. His tights had a much heaver sag to them. Now that John fully peed though his tights, you could really see the outline of his sequin bloomers. “I been wondering this all day. Are you really wearing panties?” Nicole walked up to John, firmly placing her thumbs around John’s green tights waistband. With one strong tug, she pulled his tights down to his kneecaps exposing his now very wet and damp green sequin panties. Roars of laughter came from the pack of John tormentors as a fresh water works of tears came from his eyes.
“All right Scouts! We are now going to announce who has won the scavenger hunt! Would Susan, Sarah and Johnny please take the stage!” A loud voice coming from the other side of the curtain was telling the large group of girl and Boy Scouts. Nicole, Vicky and the rest of the boys froze in a panic. “We better get out of here if there going to bring them up to the stage” Derek told the group. As the awful group of Scouts started to walk off stage, holding in there laughter, Derek went up to John and whispered in his ear. “Not a word of this to anyone Sissy Boy”. John never though he could feel this awful. He was just completely over took by a group of middle schoolers. The tight knots still held him firmly in place.
“All right! We got tinker bell, we got Wendy! We’re just missing Peter Pan! Has anyone seen him?” The woman who was announcing the out come of the scavenger hunt said from the other side of the curtain. John figured he didn’t want anyone to see him like this and that eventually Susan would find him backstage, as he sat there quietly. After 10 seconds the woman asked again “Where is Peter Pan?” John noticed out of the corner of his eye Derek was by the ropes to pull the curtain open. With a evil smile Derek pulled open the curtains and ran out the side door. John was now fully displayed in front of the entire room of Scouts with his tights down to his knees, wearing bright red lip stick and the word “SISSY” written on his forehead standing in a puddle of his own pee.
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This story is far from over. Sorry for such a long delay but that’s why I made this chapter the longest one yet. Leave your comments and thoughts.
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Poor Johnny even when Susan is nice he someway is punished by someone !! Now he’s need his babysitter to change him in a nice diaper so he can be baby Peter Pan hehehe I hope you don’t take so long to post more !
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thank you for the new chapter. even though he was tied up looks like the sissy going back into diapers...giggles.
I also hope he does tell on the others and they get a little taste of their own medicine
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The climax of this chapter was one of the most intense depictions of public sissy humiliation I've ever seen. You continue to amaze and delight me, SBB.
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Your delivery of the story line is excellent. flows as much as jonny's, well You know.. great story.
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Aaawww! Poor Johnny! He had already accept his fate, and was so hard punished for to be a sissy. :'(
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John went into shock. He couldn’t hear anything. He saw the whole room chant, laugh and point but it was all silent. The woman who was announcing on the stage tried to help as she approached John, she noticed the large pile of Pee by his feet, “Barb, I need you up here! He’s had an accident!” She had to yell loudly over the crowd. She pulled his green soaked tights up to cover his exposed panties which only brought on more laughter at the fact that he really peed himself. She tried to untie the rope but the knot was to tight. Barbara got on the stage and found the curtain rope and closed the curtains down on the laughing crowd.
Susan and Sarah watched as the two mothers tired for several minutes trying to untie the knot. Eventually one of them got a pair of scissors and cut the rope. By the time John was fully untied he broke down in a powerful sob. His eye make up was running down his cheeks and he begged to go home. One of the mother’s asked who did this to him but he couldn’t even talk he was crying so hard. Surprisingly Barb felt some sympathy for John and agreed to take him home.
John was in the middle of Sarah and Susan still crying as he made his was to the exit. Laughter could still be heard and comments like “Petey Panny has to get his Peter Panties changed”. As they were exited each of them got a goodie bag, which Susan took from him. “He’s to upset, I’ll take his candy!” John so defeated couldn’t even react. One of the mothers gave Mrs. Stall some newspapers so john could sit on them and wouldn’t get the car seats wet. Once seat belted in the back seat of the car they were on there way home.
“I wish we had your pacifier with you, that would calm you down but I left it in your diaper bag. I thought you could go a few hours without an accident. Now i know when I’m babysitting you to take it everywhere with me.” Said Mrs. Stall as she drove home.
By the time they pulled into the house John calmed down but was still sniffling with tears coming down. “Wow he really does cry like a baby.” Sarah said. They walked Inside there house “Susan can you fix a bath for Johnny”? Susan agreed and ran upstairs to fix Johnny his bath. Soon all the Stalls were in the bathroom undressing John. He didn’t fight or resist as each item of clothing was pealed off his body. He soon was sitting in a bath of warm girly scented bubble bath. Mrs. Stall took out a wash cloth and firmly started to wipe his body clean. Sarah, why don’t you go get Johnny some PJ’s for him to wear while me and Susan finish cleaning him.” Sarah skipped away happily as John noticed Mrs. Stall gave a nod to Susan and they both put on yellow dish cleaning gloves. “Johnny is all nice and clean. We just gotta clean out one little hole” Mrs. Stall said in a firm voice.
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Thank You for the new chapter, this story is a favorite of mine. Just like my predicament, The way out only leads to another way deeper in.
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Só happy that this is back !!!
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Looks like little Johnny is heading back into his nappies again. Love this story. Please add more.
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Thank you Sissy Ballerina Boy for continue your wondefull story! Its my favorit story!
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Thank you for adding another chapter to this awesome story. I agree with some comments that it looks like full time diapers for our little sissy baby.
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(Going into a slightly different direction. Bit darker and more sexual. I always talk about how I like my stories to be realistic, this may have gotten a little over board. Let me know what you think. Also, maybe a bit TMI here, but do any of you pleasure yourselfs while reading these stories? Sorry if I’m out of line. )
Mrs. Stall placed several towels down on the toilet seat. “Now I know we just gave you a nice bath but we gotta make sure your REALLY clean. Lean down on the toilet seat and place your head on the towels.” John meekly rested his stiff body down on the towels. Mrs. Stall took out several baby wipes and wrapped them around her finger. “Now Susan, to make sure someone is squeaky clean, you gotta do a swab test, I’ll show, it goes just like this.”
John’s eyes ejected out of his skull as she felt Mrs. Stall’s large pointer finger invade his puckering anus. A loud girlish sequel yelped out of John’s mouth. After several seconds he soon felt the alcohol on the wipe inside his anus causing a burning sensation. Mrs. Stall with her free arm placed her large hand over John’s head with forced and held it against the towels. “Now now, calm down Johnny, I just gotta make sure your little back hole is clean,
We won’t be long.” John’s body squirmed but he was held in placed firmly by Mrs. Stall.
“See how I twist my finger? That’s to swab all inside his anus to make sure it’s nice and clean.” Susan looked on with delight as Mrs. Stall did exaggerate large hand twists and turns inside John’s anus. John was still squealing with each twist and turn. Mrs. Stall smiled as she noticed John’s little member was fully hard. After 30 seconds she popped her yellow gloved finger out of John’s anus and showed Susan the baby wipe that was wrapped around her finger. Susan and Mrs. Stall observed the baby wipe had many brown stains.
“Oh my, we have a dirty boy!” Susan said laughing. “We sure do, Thats why you have to be thorough while cleaning boys. You can always find something nasty on or in them. Now Susan. You watched me do it, why don’t you try it while I get Johnny’s diapers ready. If you feel like he’s still dirty you can try two fingers to get him really clean!” Mrs. Stall said confidently and smiling as she walked out of the bathroom leaving Susan with a bent over Johnny in front of her. Susan grabbed several baby wipes and wrapped it around two of her fingers. “Get ready for a double dose Johnny!” Much like Mrs. Stall’s method of holding Johnny’s head in place Susan did the same thing while plunging her two fat fingers into Johnny’s back hole. John practically screamed as the two fingers stretched his anus even wider. “Quiet baby. If you make a noise like that again I’ll make sure to stick these fingers in your mouth afterwords!” Susan snapped at him sinisterly.
John moaned in a defeated fashion as Susan swabbed his back hole. “You know Johnny, this could be kind of fun for you. I been watching some clips on Youporn about this. It’s called ‘Milking’. Do you want me to milk you Johnny? I think you will like the outcome.” John just nodded his head having no idea what “Milking” was and just wanted this pain to stop. Susan smiled at John’s head nod. Much to his surprise he felt Susan’s hand leave his head and was now placed firmly on his pen-is. She soon started to stroke his very hard member and she twisted and turned inside his back hole. Susan observed John’s face went from Pain to pleasure as he was embracing the experience. Susan felt his member swell and start to throb as it turned a deep shade of purple. She stroked faster and dug her fingers deeper into his until his pen-is exploded with thick, chunky, and creamy white loads spraying all over the bathroom floor.
John was in a state of Ecstasy and paralyzation. He couldn’t move, he could barely breath. He felt Susan’s large hands place his head off the toilet and much to his surprise guide his face right into the gooey load right onto the floor. John now complete shock had his own seaman smeared all over his face. He looked up to Susan who looked at him sternly In the eyes as she coldly told him “Now lick it up.”.
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Yes a little darker then you normally write, but to correct that you could have Susan's mom come in and catch some of the mess still on the floor and on John's face. Giving her trouble for doing that to stear it back to a nicer yet still tormenting story for John.
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That's why your stories are so good! You are not exaggerating. Susan is not beauty. And she has every reason to take revenge. Wi feel with Johny, as if we were this shy boy.Wonderful how her power keeps growing over him.
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John’s face was on the cold bathroom floor title. The only warm thing was his own seaman smeared across his face and underneath him as he was still breathing heavily from the orgasm. He was still in a state of Ecstasy. Not even sure what was happening. He just experienced an orgasm like he’s never felt in his life. His mind racing of all the feelings.
“Lick it up Sissy”. Susan said firmly. John still in a trance stuck his tongue out and weakly complied. As his tongue licked the first small pile of the sticky load he could taste the salty white goo and gagged at first which caused Susan to smile with satisfaction. “Keep going Sissy. Trust me, I’ll make it up to you” John continued to lick up all of his load on the bathroom floor. By the end he was just licking clean title. “That’s good Sissy. Here let me clean your face up.” John rose and saw his Reflection in the mirror. He didn’t recognize the slutty girl with a face full of white c-um in front of him at first.
“Jesus” he thought In his head. “What’s happening to me. “ he looked like the girls on Youporn videos he would see his classmates looking at on there phones. Susan took out a wash cloth and wiped the sticky load off his face. “I wanted to make sure you didn’t have a big boner in front of my little cousin when we put you in diapers. You know, your mommy is getting worried about all the Boners you get when she’s changing your diapers. Maybe I can stop by more often so you don’t get them so often?” Susan giggled. “Just think about what a sick pervert you are. Teenage boy in high school having his mommy change his wet diapers and you get hard. Maybe I can become your full time nanny so mommy doesn’t have to deal with little Johnny’s boners.”
John now felt ashamed and disgusted. One moment he an incredible orgasm and followed by licking up his own spunk. What worried him was the fact that he did it so quickly without even a thought. Was he becoming scared of Susan and her power or was he falling for her and her sheer dominance over him.
“Susan is John all clean now, we have his diapers ready!” Barbara called from outside the bathroom. “Coming right now mom.” Susan lead John naked out of the bathroom and into the spare gust room. His diaper bag along with the changing Matt was out with Barbara and Sarah smiling. He noticed Sarah was holding baby powder. “Can we put him in his diapers now?” She asked excitedly. “Yep. This is the best part. First we have to take his Tammy Temperature. We gotta make sure Sissy Johnny has a healthy temperature.” Barbara confirmed. “John, go into the position you were in when we cleaned you after your bath” Barbara ordered.
John felt his heart sunk. He just did this awful anal violation not even five minutes ago, and he was going to have to go though it again. “Do I have to”? John managed to whimper out. Susan and Barbara were almost in shock. He had been obeying every command and now he tried to meekly disagree. This actually upset Barbara as she shouted at him “BEND OVER NOW!”
John sheepish bent over as he felt Barbara with force hold John down on the bed and shoved the awful rectal thermometer up his all ready violated butthole. He gave out a girlish scream as this one felt different. It felt larger and longer. “I see you noticed the new size! I read great reviews of it online. I can see why you would be enjoying this.” Barbara laughed out loud. John was squirming and moaning like a whore in heat. What felt like forever, turned out to be only a 5 minute Tammy temperature.
“We’re trying something new tonight Johnny. Your mother told me how you like girl things and feeling like a girl. This will put you in perspective of what it’s really like.” Barbara was in a rare mood of anger and vengeance for her daughter and the abuse she had to put up with over the many months Johnny put her though. John heard the sound of a package opening and soon felt a new and different feeling in his anus. Soon he was placed on the changing mat covered in powder from Sarah and pinned into a very thick new diaper With a new feeling inside his bottom.
“I thought of a new idea for you to help with your wetting and wanting to feel more like a woman. I placed a Tampon in your bottom.” Barbara said smugly which brought a belly laugh from Susan and giggles from Sarah. “Now you will know when your wetting in your sleep because your pee with make it absorb and grow larger and will wake you up quicker!” She sounded so educated and proud of her recently discovery.
Soon he was tucked into bed as the laughing woman trio walked door to the door. “Sweet Dreams Johnny!” Susan said with a wink as she turned off the bedroom lights. John sat in the dark. Reflecting on everything that happened today. Just when He though he couldn’t hit anymore bottom, he now had something up his bottom making him feel like the lowest thing on earth.
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Yes the humiliation in front of other women even though it Susan's cousin. I like the tampon bit, i am use to that as i have to use 1 once a month for my sissy period, i thought it was going to be a butt plug....giggles.
One way to prevent Johnny from getting hard is the ever faithful chastity..giggles.
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I don't comment often. Just wanted to say how in love I am with your story. It hits those deeply biting spots of humiliation that just makes a sissy blush and squirm.
It even inspired me to start doing ballet tutorials while thickly diapered!
I look forward to more and thank you for writing!
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I'm back.. wonder what happens next...
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(Sorry this took so long to post. I got side tracked)
John was walking down the hallway of his school. It seemed to be after school hours and no one was in the school. John felt scared walking down the long hallway filled with silence. He felt like he was being watched. He felt a cool breeze across his bare skin, That’s when he realized that he was in his underwear! To make matters worse he noticed it was a pair of pink cotton panties. The most frilliest pair he owned, it was part of the starter pack his mother gave him. How John ended up in his girliest panties at school was beyond him but he knew he had to get home as fast as he could. He saw the nearest exit and made a run for it.
Just as John’s hand touched the door he heard a voice “Look at that cute little ass!”. He recognized the voice as Chris Simmons, one of the football players and one of John’s biggest bullies. John tried to open the exit door and he noticed
It was locked. He started to panic as he noticed Chris was walking up closer to him holding his crotch in a very aggressive way. “Hey Johnny Boy. The whole school always knew you were a Faggot. I guess this really proves it. Do a little twirl for me. Make it graceful.” John scared to death knew he had to obey if he wanted to get out of this unharmed.
In his best ballet style movement he could, he did a delicate ballerina Pirouette which left a huge smile on Chris’s face, he followed it up with a small golf clap. “Way to go Johnny Boy, you know what?
I really can’t call you boy since your pretty far from being an actual boy. I think Sissy Johnny has a better ring to it. I want you to say ‘Hello my name is Sissy Johnny and I Love to suc-k coc-k’ say that for me, say it or you will be in big trouble.”
John was starting to sweat, he was getting scared and just wanted to go home. He would let Chris have his fun and then he would let him go, that’s all he could hope for. “My name is Sissy Johnny and I love to suc-k coc-k.” He said totally ashamed of himself. “Well if that’s what you love I won’t stop you, start suc-king!” Chris took out his hard pen-is and looked at John intensely. “On your knees or you will be in serious pain.” Chris said cold firm voice. John went down on his knees trembling. He knew he had to do it. He bit his lower lip nervously as he took Chris’s dic-k in his hand. He slowly started to lick the tip of it. His mouth started to open slowly as Chris shoved his entire coc-k into John’s mouth. He gagged as the foul tasting dic-k that was filling his own mouth. Chris laughed an evil chuckle as he saw Sissy Johnny on his knees in pretty pink panties suc-king his dic-k.
“Don’t worry I’m not forgetting about you, I have a special treat for you!” Chris pulled his hard throbbing coc-k and blew a white gooey load all over John’s face. John wanted to cry, he felt so horrible. “Stay on your knees and lift you ass up.” He commanded. John took his c-um filled face and pressed it across the floor. He felt Chris pull down his panties and felt a long firm finger plunging into his butthole. He squealed like a pig as the finger violated his back door hole. John’s body tempter began to rise. He was getting sweaty and hot. He felt his crotch becoming a soaking mess in the front.
He was wondering what was happening. The feeling in his back hole felt different. Soon Chris’s pointer finger began to grow in size. Becoming larger and larger. He could feel his back hole filling up. The feeling was awful and amazing at the same time. “Looks like I made you wet sissy boy”. John looked down and saw that he was kneeling in a puddle of his own urine.
John awoke from the nightmare. His diaper was soaked but the growing feeling in his hole was still growing. That’s when he remembered. The tampon that was inserted before bedtime. It now had grown to its full max and making it a soaking wet nuisance. John tried to forget about the feeling and go back to the nightmare he had. Was it a nightmare? Or was it a good dream? He sat there for an hours trying to figure it out.
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I just adore this story so much
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Such a great story can't wait for more
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Thank You for the trip,, I enjoy every minute of it..
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thank you for continuing the story.
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Thank you Sissy Ballerina Boy, for giving us a glimpse into Johnny`s involuntary sissy life! I feel with him, and hope Susan does not lose the desire to further incapacitate him!
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Hello Sissy Ballerina Boy
Can we hope for a continuation of your wonderful story? Johnny now seems to be ready to do anything with him. I am so curious what Susan is planning next.
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“Wake up Johnny!” Susan and Sarah yelled with excitement out. John Confused on what time it was looked at the clock and saw it was 9:00am. “Since you had a long day yesterday we let you sleep in. Your mommy is coming soon to pick you up so we gotta change you and get
You ready.” John was relieved he didn’t have to go to church with the Stall family. Susan and Sarah had placed his outfit out for the day which consisted of a white pair of ruffled bloomer panties along with a black pair of Jazz(yoga) pants and a white ruffled blouse. Susan and Sarah unpinned his diaper and giggled at how wet it was. Susan made sure to wipe hard and heavy on John’s member which of course caused it to get half hard. John really didn’t want to get hard in front of Sarah. Before he knew it Susan was lifting his legs in the air by his ankles and Sarah pulled John’s tampon out with a pop which only called more laughs from the mean twosome.
Sarah skipped off with delight holding John’s wet tampon leaving naked John and Susan alone. “Shame you can’t stay longer today.” Susan said while putting John’s panties on. “Thought maybe we could have some private fun, will save that for another day then sweetie.” With that statement she grabbed John by the head and gave his a wet and sloppy French kiss. John caught off guard briefly enjoyed before she pulled back. “Now get dressed honey, breakfast is getting cold” Susan playfully smacked John’s hard member which caused his to squeal and she skipped out of the guest bedroom.
John walked into the kitchen with his very feminine outfit which caused all the real ladies in the kitchen to smile. “That’s a very lovely blouse Johnny. It makes you look rather mature. “ Mrs. Stall said proudly. “Kind of ironic to look mature when your a frequent bedwetter!” Susan said laughing which caused the Stall family to laugh with her. John blushing sat down quickly to his breakfast that was served in a toddler pink plastic serving dish along with milk inside a Disney Princess sippie cup. John remained quiet during the breakfast as the Stall ladies talked about there daily life. After everyone was done with there breakfast Mrs. Stall sat up and handed John a white frilly Apron. “Since I cooked breakfast, you do the dishes Johnny. It’s only fair.” She pulled John to his feet and tired the apron over his head and tied it in a large bow. John notices the large dirty dishes which was way more then just breakfast dishes. “We have to get ready for church so you keep yourself busy with these dishes. Here’s some dish gloves to keep your nails clean.”
John sighed heavily as he slipped the gloves on and started the large dish pile. Scrub scrub scrub he went as he did dish after dish. He lost track of time due to the sheer number of dishes he had. He noticed that the Stalls even had a newer dish washer but figured this was just another punishment/mind game. He just accepted this. No reason to resist. Just go along with it. It’s not like things could get worse.
Near the end of his pile he day dreamed of what the rest of High School would be like. Would he become one of the cool kids, have a girlfriend, be good at an after school sport? He thought about it while scrubbing and the sad reality hit him. He will never be cool since he was friends with Susan. He would never have a girlfriend after his sissy reputation. He couldn’t even be good at any sport
Since his mom most likely would never let him play one, especially now. He got lost in the scrub when he heard a voice.
“Janet, you have trained him so well. He’s a perfect little domestic servant. I swear you could rent him out to people as a maid.” John turned around to see Mrs. Stall in her Sunday best standing next to his mother. He felt exposed standing there doing the dishes. “Well he really could be a maid with that apron.” Janet said smugly which caused John to blush.
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Sissy Ballerina Boy,
Thank you for continuing the story.
Wouu the next part be about a new domestic maid for hire?
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I always get so excited by new chapters!
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What a nice gift to find another episode of that bed wetting johnny. THANK YOU.
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Oh my where did you get that picture?
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I am required to write Mistress Cat (honor curtsy) everyday, and I like to illustrate so She understands better. Write me and we can chat..LOVE YOUR STORIES!
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Are you on FL site?
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Another nice episode! The Stalls seem to be having fun with him. He has long become Susan's toy.
A girl's toy. If Susan wants to put a tampon in his po, she does too. He does well to obey her.
I am so curos about what they will do whith him next!
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Not on FL..
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Janet Jones stayed for a cup of coffee that John served to her. His domestic duties were still in full effect much to Janet’s delight. He soon noticed Mrs. Stall kept giving him orders that kept him going back and forth from the living room to the kitchen. “Johnny, can you serve some cookies on a tray?” She would call out. John felt like a maid and his outfit of black Jazz pants with his white blouse and apron didn’t help. He didn’t want to cause any issue and just wanted to go home. Janet talked in length about John’s new found domestic and cleaning skills. After what felt like hours his mother finished her coffee and cookies.
“Having a helper like Johnny in the house is so great. Let me know if he’s ever for hire. I would love for him to clean my house”. Mrs. Stall said loudly. John shifted ?nervously at that statement. “Hmmm, I’ll think about that. I think I gotta train him a bit more before I put him to work professionally. I don’t want him to have a bad reputation. Besides his grades are a little low this semester, he will need to pick them up before he gets a job.” Janet said truthfully. This was the first time John felt ? relieved all weekend.
On the way to the door Mrs. Stall dropped the bombshell he was fearing “Oh, Janet, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but it was a not a good day for Johnny yesterday. he not only wet the bed but also had a accident at the Halloween party. The poor little guy was crying pretty hard in front of everyone , he was so upset i think it caused him to wet the bed.” Janet looked visibly disappointed in her son. “A public accident?!?! We will deal with this when we get home.” She said sternly. The relieved John felt was short lived.
As they were about to walk out of the door John started to untie his apron “You can keep it sweetie. It looks much better on you. Besides your Mom says you need more training before you go pro. That apron looks to good on you to give up. That really screams professional.” John half smiled as his mom nudged him “Thank you Mrs. Stall” he said sweetly as Janet took his hand and walked to the car.
While in the car his mom’s
Tone got angry “A public accident?!?! Johnny I thought you were better then that. You been dry for almost a week then you have two accidents? I’m very disappointed in you. After letting you explore your ??feminine side this is how you repay me? By wetting yourself in public? I can put you back in diapers again during the day? Is that what you want?” John started to get upset, if only she knew the abuse he went though at the party. He started to cry and she was scolding him.
“Look at you! Your even crying like a baby. I swear to god you want to be a baby, only babies wet themselves and cry thinking about it. Do you want to wear diapers? Tell me is that what you want?!?!” She screamed at him. John was actually getting scared now.
“Tell me, do you want diapers or girl clothes? You can have one or the other in the day time. Tell me what you want!” She yelled the order at him. John didn’t want either but needed to get out of this as quick as possible. “Girl clothes. Please mommy, let me keep wearing my girl clothes. I’ll promise I’ll do better pleaseeeeeee let me keep wearing my girl clothes.” He couldn’t believe what came out of his mouth. He couldn’t even believe he called her mommy. He felt like a complete ?pathetic? sissy asking his Mommy if he could wear girl clothes.
“Well you better be more ?appreciated of all the things me, Mrs. Stall and Susan have been doing for you. Show some ? gratitude for god’s sake. You have no idea what kind of punishment i am capable of.” They pulled up to there house and entered it. John still shaken up by his mother’s statement wanted to win her over as best as he could. “Mommy, is there any housework I could do? I’m all ready dressed and still have my apron on. Besides, you said I need to train more. I just want to show you how much I ? appreciate all that you’ve done for me” Janet taken back by his statement smiled. For the first time in months, she was proud of John for stepping her. She was proud of her recent creation.
“I want you to draw a bath for me. Then make some tea, do all the dishes and once I’m out of my bath I want you to make me a turkey sandwich for lunch.” John smiled and nodded, he thought for a second before drawing the bath. He smiled broadly and curtsey with his apron. It killed him on the inside to do this but he knew he had to show his Mother that he was happy to be in girl clothes and not diapers. His mother gave a approving smile and John ran upstairs to fix her bath.
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I wonder if the poor sissy will end up as a sissy baby back in diapers and little sissy girl dresses. I really love this story
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As John was fixing the bath in his Mother’s room he noticed her bathroom counter top. On the counter was several hygiene items but then he froze when he saw it. It was a gold lipstick tube. He looked at it ? intensely as he was debating if he should do it. His soft hands reached for the tube and trembled as he twisted the tube to revile a bright shade of red. He looked at himself in the mirror and nodded to himself. He had to do it.
Soon John pouted his full lips and slowly applied the bright red lipstick. He couldn’t believe he was doing this but was to scared of the thought of going back to diapers. He tried to remember how Susan did it and just kept applying more and more coats. Soon he stopped and looked at himself. He looked ?ridiculous. He looked like a mix of Ronald McDonald and the Joker. Panic set in and he didn’t know what to do. Just as he was grabbing toilet paper his mom walked into the bathroom.
To say she was shocked was an understatement. ?? she looked at her heavily made up son and then smiled. “Got a little carried away? It’s ok, you will learn over time. Let me help you out a bit” she sat John on the toilet and turned off the bath. She soon used make up remover and took off his clownish bright red lips. Soon she put a still large amount but sense able on his lips. She stood back and smiled and approved his lips. John thought he was off the hook till she reached out on the counter and took her mascara, eyeshadow?, eyeliner and blush. Like a mad ? scientist she was applying all sorts of make up to his delicate face. 10 minutes later she was done. Janet looked at her made up son and smiled warmly. He looked like a girl. She got her wish. She had a daughter and she was proud of him/her.
She stood John up so he could see his ? reflection. His reaction was priceless. He didn’t look like an over the top dance recital or doll. He looked like a real girl. He was a girl. He was frozen till she said “Ok sweetie, go fix my tea and lunch and I’ll be down in a bit. If you can tidy up a bit till I’m downstairs. Your behavior is very good today let’s keep it up.” John noticed how she mentioned the word “? behavior” and knew she was happy. He did his best ? curtsey and smiled with delight and he ran off to fix lunch, ? ecstatic that baby punishment ? wasn’t happening.
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So nice mom is going along with the girly treatment and put the proper makeup on him. Too bad that baby punishment was not going to happen :-[
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More and more he feels like a sissy girl. because he hopes to deal whith the Baby punishment by this way. But what can he espect?
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Well with public accidents happening, i doubt diapers will not still be a part of the uniform.. As for escape,, it was already a losing choice and prime to be used again.
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- [ ] The rest of the day John skipped, pranced and moved like a fairy all throughout the house. His mother gave him a nodding approval and she was delighted in his new found behavior. He cleaned, scrubbed and dusted every spot of the house. Did all the laundry and folded them neatly and even helped prepare dinner with his mom. He was selling the maid service hard and Janet Jones was believing every moment.
- [ ] “Mommy, I was wondering if I could use some of my allowance money on something for us.” Jon asked, it was the first time he asked for something all day without being told. “What is it that you want sweetie?” Janet asked. “Well Mommy, with December coming up in a few weeks, I was wondering if I could buy you tickets to see ‘The Nutcracker’. Since I been spending time with Susan, she’s really been showing me and teaching me all about ballet. I was wondering if I could use my allowance your saving to buy us good tickets.” Janet’s eyes almost got watery. Here her newfound sweet and sensitive son, was asking her to go to the ballet with him. She couldn’t believe it for a moment but then looked at her son, in his make up and make shift maid outfit and knew it was the truth. Her son had became a sissy in only 2 months and she was very excited.
“Of course I’ll go with you sweetie. It will be a very lovey date. I’ll call Mrs. Stall and see who does good local productions. I think Susan might even be in one. Wouldn’t that be wonderful to see your best friend on stage”? She told John. He could only nod happily which of course was an act but was just
Trying to please and butter her up as much as he could.
Once dinner was over he cleared and did all the dishes. John was feeing so good about his performance today he wasn’t even upset about his bedtime routine. He sat on the toilet gracefully, resting his hands on his lap trying to mimic how a lady would sit on a toilet, he took his Tammy Temperature like a pro and stuck his butt high in the air. He smiled as his mother put him in his pink plastic panties. He even kissed her on the cheek and thanked her for being a great mother. Soon Janet turned off the light and went upstairs, feeing like she was on cloud nine. How did she get so lucky. She called Mrs. Stall asking about Nutcracker productions.
“I couldn’t believe it Barb, he asked me to be his date and how he wanted to pay for the tickets. I don’t know what you and Susan did to him, but I can’t thank you enough. The best part is that I can tell this is the first time he’s been happy in such a long time.” Barb went on and on about what a sweet little boy John is, and how Susan loves to take care of him. Mrs. Stall just kept hammering into Janet that John has always been a sissy and how he’s finally happy to show his “true side”. By the end of the phone call Janet believed everything Barb was saying.
“Susan has a small role this year in the Nutcracker, she’s playing a party girl in the first act and I’m not happy about it.” Barb told Janet how Susan’s been taking ballet for 9 years and was still in the same role every year with girls as young as 9. Everyone she started ballet with have gone ones to do major roles like Spanish, Arabian, and Dew Drops. Barb would never tell this to Janet but knew her own daughter was terrible at ballet and the other types of dance she took. She was in all the lower level kids who’s ages ranged from 9 to 12. Susan was 15 years old. Her costumes were always very juvenile and never were the beautiful ones the other girls her age wore in there higher level classes. As a party girl she would play the role of a young girl on Christmas Eve dancing on stage with a doll in a pretty frock with other little girls. Her large frame makes her stick out all ready but even more so with the younger children. Barb wanted to pull Susan out of dance many times but knew it would upset her to much since she loved dance so much. “Well no matter how small the part is, John and I will be there with flowers to give.” Barb thanked her and gave her instructions on how to get tickets.
John lied in bed with his thick diaper and plastic pants while his mother was still on the phone with Mrs. Stall. His hand grabbing his crotch trying to get some kind of feeling out of it. He thought about his sissy performance in front of his mom, acting like a little dainty maid. Asking her to go to the ballet. His mother bought it hook line and sinker. He knew if he brought up ballet he would win over his mother. It always came back to ballet. He thought about Susan doing ballet, in her pink tights, and black leotard. Her large body bulging out of the tight leotard. He thought of her doing graceful moves. He soon began to get hard thinking of her. Rubbing the front of his diapers as he pictured her mincing around the stage. Harder and harder till he realized he had to stop. He couldn’t have a jerk off accident. He had to be on his best behavior. He drifted asleep being half hard thinking of a fat ballerina bully.
The next morning John was bone dry. He acted very over the top and kissed his mom on the cheek thanking her. “I know you meant the best for me with Mrs. Stall’s program but even I see now it’s starting to work. Thank you so much mommy”. He lied though his teeth.
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I'm always so giddy every time you post. I've lost count how many times I've read through it over and over. I even got my own tights, ballet flats, tutus, and fairy wings to prance about in and practice ballet while thickly diapered. It's so much fun, and I love reading about it woven into your story.
I love the roller coaster the story goes through emotionally. This latest piece of ominous wholesomeness just makes me tingle.
Thank you!
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Just in the audience huh? Is he really gonna get off that easy? Love this story, thanks for continuing. You have done a really good job writing him into the humiliating trap he's found himself in and I can't wait to see how it goes.
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Another great chapter. I am wondering after reading that last little bit if Susan, Mrs Stall and his mom will pick up that he is just trying to fool them, and step things up
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, This has been a great story. Please continue it so that we can see what else happens to John. I am sure that he will be put thru his paces, especially if his mom, Susan or Mrs. Stahl finds out that he has been faking his feminine side. Please continue this story. 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8)
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The next few weeks flew by in the Jones family house. As soon as John came home, he would do all of his homework and would start his household chores and helping his mother prep dinner. He now cleaned the house every day for over an hour, do the laundry, dishwasher, water the plants and what other jobs his mother could think of. John oddly fell into place doing the extra work in the house and never questioned it. He even had a “Uniform” per say, as in it would be the black jazz pants, white button blouse and a rather simple black with white pinstripe kitchen apron. He actually liked his uniform the best out of all his girls clothes because it was the most plan and not a dress. Of course he always wore panties once inside his home. Today he was wearing a pair of pink nylon with a floria style lace on the sides. He never would have though he would soon enjoy wearing and how great it felt on his privates.
John was looking forward to later November. His 16th birthday was coming up and he was really hoped he would get something good after his good behavior over the last few weeks. During the last few weeks his Mother really noticed an improvement and was happy how clean the house had been. She was loving there weekends of him wearing cute dresses and outfits, doing each other’s nails, baking cup cakes and watching musicals and romance movies. John no longer wanted to play video games all day and watch movies, he now was the daughter she always wanted. The nice sissy son. His grades improved well over the last few weeks as well which also pleased his mother. Even his bed wetting reduced dramatically. Over the last 3 weeks he only had 5 accidents. a part of her thought about switching from diapers to Goodnight Underwear but Mrs. Stall told her not to. “He’s doing so great as he is. Just keep everything the same”. She would always tell her which reinsured Janet to keep him in the cloth diapers and plastic panties. Janet actually grown to like him in the diapers. She got to feel like a new mother again. Sure she hoped he would outgrown it, but for now she got a sense of pride she hadn’t felt since she was a new mom.
While John’s grades were up his popularity was at an all time low. His only friend in the whole school was Susan. Many kids joked that Susan was his girlfriend but many others say that’s impossible since John Jones was a Fag. Fag, Queer, Homo were all becoming common nick names for him. He even noticed in one of the bathroom stalls someone carved into the wall “John Jones is a Faggot”. It hurt and that night he wet his bed. In gym class whatever game was played, all the boys made sure to rough him up as much as possible. He would get so nervous to play any game that he would become a spazy mess and would miss every ball thrown to him. In any class the boys would hated to be partnered up for a project with him and any girl would always give some kind of snide sassy remark about Susan or how come he hasn’t joined the cheerleading squad yet. John hated going to school so much that he loved any chance to be home. Even if he had to clean the entire house or prance around like a sissy, he was at least alone or with his mom.
The Stalls were loving everything about John. There plan went along like clockwork. Susan still had other ideas in the works and was planning with her mother when to introduce the new phase of his now sissy lifestyle. The Stalls were also becoming like family to the Jones. They would always get together at least one day out of the weekend for a meal, play date or sleepover. During these sleepovers Susan would always give John flirty eyes, hint at something to come but soon found power in leaving him high and dry with blue balls. One sleepover Susan allowed John to sleep in her bed as long as he gave her a foot rub. John rubbed her large feet for 25 minutes hoping to get some kind of sexual reward but it would always be a simple goodnight kiss on the cheek. Susan loved the sexual power she had over him. Mrs. Stall and Susan were just putting the final touches to John’s “Sweet 16” birthday gift. They both smiled once they pictured John opening it.
Janet Jones has been planing John’s Sweet 16 for a week with Barb over the phone. Barb told Janet of a few great gift ideas for his training and to make him feel like a real “Big Girl”. John’s birthday fell over the Thanksgiving weekend and Janet along with the Stalls would be planning a fun weekend indeed. John was thinking maybe he would get some new Xbox games, or maybe even allowed to play his old Xbox games as a gift. How wrong he would be after his party.
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, Great to see you have continued this fantastic story. John has now got a reputation that he really doesn't like. He also is in for a surprise when he has his "sweet sixteen" birthday.
Great chapter. I can't wait for more. :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, I don't want to rush you; but, you have us all waiting to find out what happens to John at his Sweet Sixteen party. The stahl's are devious people I know Susan and her mom will make John's birthday a nightmare. :-X :-X :-X :-X :-X :-X :-X :-X :-X :-X :-X
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Oh pure Johny!
He is completlely obeyed by the three women! And the Stalls don`t have enough!
I am so curious what they will do with him next!
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Maybe if we all plead to Sissy Ballerina Boy, we might get a new chapter so we can see what happens to John at his "Sweet Sixteen" birthday party. How about it Sissy Ballerina Boy, have you got another chapter for us? :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P :P
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Oh lots of things have been planned for Johnny since I started this story. I’m a terrible person to keep you all in suspense but I will finish this story.
Side note, I have for years pleasured my self whole reading stories from this page. Am I the only one? I’m a straight male who’s married.
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, way back when I first began my transition to female, I did too. After 22 years of being a member of this site, I no longer do; but, I still enjoy reading these stories and at times wish I could be the one receiving whatever treatment is being dished out. Thanks for writing this interesting story. 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8)
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Thanksgiving week came and John was counting the days till the break. The bullying was getting bad and he just wanted to enjoying some time off and his birthday. Since his Parents divorce, he would always have Thanksgiving at his Aunt and Uncle, they had 2 sons who were younger then John. He was never the biggest fan of them but now that they moved several hours away he figured he would just have a quiet and small Thanksgiving with just his mother.
The last day before break has come and John kept looking at the clock eying when he will be on his way home. His bed wetting was doing great and he was currently on his longest streak without a wet bed (9 days and counting) he really wanted to stay dry till at least passed his birthday. He wanted to show his mother he didn’t need diapers anymore. As the final bell rang he gathered up all of his books from his locker and ran to the bus, he noticed slowly but surely he run became more of a mince. His movement was becoming more girly and he didn’t understand why. As he sat in his seat on the bus he noticed everyone walking past him not wanting to sit next to him. Every kid knew it would be social suicide to sit next to John Jones on the bus. Susan rarely took the bus home since she had cheering practice. He sat though the insults and pieces of paper be thrown at him while looking at the window in a daze looking forward to his 16th birthday. The bus got to his stop and he got off as soon as he can and ran (really minced) as fast as he could. Some of the other boys at his bus stop starting to bullying him and he just wanted to get home as fast as he could.
As he walked into his house he smelled wonderful food and deserts. Just noticed a large amount was being made, far to much to be made just for him and his mother. Janet asked how his day went and he just kept to short as he knew he would have to do his daily cleaning duties. His mother who was wearing a floria apron while cooking all the goods for tomorrow and was holding a shopping bag in her hands “Sweetheart, the house has been looking so good I’m going to give you a break today, but I need you to be ‘Mommy’s little helper’ and get all the Thanksgiving food ready. She reached into the shopping bad and pulled out a matching floria apron. “Let’s get cooking”! She said with joy as John now looked at his new apron with a fake smile. She placed the apron over his head and tied it in a large bow in back.
He began to help her and after several minutes asked “Mom we are making so much food, whos all this for”? Janet smiled and said “were going to have a joint Thanksgiving with the Stalls! Won’t that be great?!?!” John really wanted to have a Stall free break and now he was going to spend all Thanksgiving with them. “I want you to think of something really nice to say when we all say what we’re thankful for. I know Susan has been a great friend and has been helping you find yourself so I’m sure it will be Easy.”
The rest of the day went by quick but as always he did his nightly bedtime routine. Soon in his diapers and nightie he was tucked into bed. His mother was inside his closet
Going though his clothes “Since it’s a special dinner I want you to wear something nice. Oh this looks lovey” Janet pulled out a ugly 1990’s style church dress (Dress B in the picture I posted) she took the dress that was on its hanger and placed it over his closet door so he could be reminded that he would have to wear it tomorrow all night. Along with the dress she took a pair of white tights and a pair of light blue dress shoes. John groaned quietly knowing he would have to wear Susan’s old church dress all day tomorrow. “Will pick out some nice panties for it tomorrow morning. Stay dry sweetheart, mommy loves you” as she kissed his forehead and turned off his bedroom light John could see the dress though the moonlit night and frowned.
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Squee! Two entries this week I'm so thankful. I really love this story. I was worried it wouldn't continue. It even inspired me to get my own pink ballet flats, tutu, and tinkerbell wings and practice the little girliest dances while thickly diapered.
Thank you for writing.
https://youtu.be/5ibi2GKms_I
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, Thanks for that chapter. John is hating the fact that the Stahl's will have Thanksgiving with the Jones'. This is a GREAT story and I can't wait for the next chapter so we can find out what happens at the Thanksgiving dinner. Keep 'er coming cause we LOVE this story. :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-*
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Thank you very much Sissy Ballerina Boy! Johny was so happy that he has a break from the Stalls. His bedwedding get´s better. And he acsept his new rool as an Sissygirlish Boy.
And now the whorsest case: Thanksgiving in the captivity of Susan and her Mother. Like an foretaste, they send him the clothes he has to wear. And his mother think he like it all so much.
great story!
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Comments and suggestions are always welcomed. I can’t believe this story is over three years old. Thank you to everyone who comments and wants to keep it alive. This whole story is a combination of all my fantasies from teen life to now. Hope you enjoy em. I have ideas for other stories but I feel like they would just be a retelling of this. Let me know what you think. If anything I would love to see more Ballet stories out there. For such a sissy thing, there’s a real lack of stories out there. I take ballet in real life for the last 10 years and love it.
John was having a nightmare, he didn’t really remember what it was about but it was him in his house cleaning “maid” outfit. In the dream he was running around a large house, he didn’t know what he was running from but he knew he had to run fast. He looked down at his apron which seemed to be getting shorter and shorter every time he looked down at it. He noticed his jazz pants turned into a skirt that was just above his knee. As he ran though out the house he noticed he was wearing high heels which made him take small steps. He knew he had to run faster but the heels made it impossible. He looked down and his heels seemed to grow another inch while his skirt and apron got shorter.
He knew he was dreaming but the panic sweat was flowing. He ran gracefully and dainty taken little steps as he tried to balance himself with the high heels. He ran passed a large hallway mirror which halted him to a dead stop. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and saw himself in a very short and skimpy French maid uniform. He noticed the dress came up to the top of his thighs. He wore black black silky stain panties with rows of laces and ruffles on the butt. He now wore a frilly headpiece and was carrying a feather duster. As he looked in the mirror he became paralyzed. He couldn’t move and didn’t know why. Suddenly he felt someone grab both of his wrists. It was two twin men. They looked like young adults, college students. He noticed they were dressed like old fashion 1950s college style sweaters which had a large A on them. They were both large men, built like football players.
“Here’s our little run away maid”! One of them boomed. “She has a lot to clean up” another one laughed in a deep voice. He felt there large muscle hands start to fondle his frail skinny body. He felt them grab his butt checks, pinch his thighs. The grabbing and groping terrified John. He was trembling as his panic sweat poured down his forehead. He started to feel something in his member. He couldn’t believe it, he was getting hard as the Ivy League College twins were molesting him. His member got thicker and harder with each touch. He tried to scream to stop but one of them covered his mouth with his large heavy muscle hand. He soon felt the other hand grab his coc-k which once grew bigger as the twin squeezed harder which caused John to scream though the muscle hand. “Looks like this bitch has a little surprise of us. This sissy faggot bitch is enjoying this” he laughed. The other twin took off his pressed dress pants and dropped them to the ground. The twin holding John forced him to the ground pushing him on his knees still holding a firm grip on him. The twin with his pants off slowly pulled off his tightly whites as the other one pushed John towards his brother’s throbbing and growing coc-k. John was inches away from the massive coc-k while his own was pulsating like a jackhammer. “Open Up Sissy, you gotta clean this” as he shoved his throbbing pen-is into John’s mouth he exploded into his mouth as John exploded into his own silky panties. As he gagged on semen his own dic-k was spiting his own man goo. As he heavy breathing calmed he saw Susan dressed in a fancy 1950s style dress looking and laughing at him from across the room.
John woke up in a nightmare panic covered in sweat. It took him several seconds to calm down when he realized he was wetting him self . Panic flashed though his body when he realized this get different from a bed wetting experience. He felt the front of his diaper and his now shrinking pen-is when he realized he did wet himself, but this time is was Wet Dream Wetting.
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, you have a gift with your writing. Just the fact that this story has gone three years tells me that it is what everyone wants to read. Keep the chapters coming because we want to be entertained. ;D
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Wow! Real ballet classes! I'm not very good yet, so I've just done toddler level stuff from YouTube.
I think John eventually having some real ballet classes would be fun. Maybe Susan teaching the younger kids with John having to join them since he'd be "more comfortable with Susan". That way he can have fairy wings and a tutu too. It'd be suuuuuper embarassing if he had to wear diapers instead of a dance belt.
I love Susan's subtle manipulation that makes it appear as if girls clothes and diapers are ultimately whats best for John. I'm excited to see that pushed further and further. Where he's forced to be even girlier with a smile which only humiliates him more. Susan could even head some anti-bullying initiative at school that protects John from violence but just lets her force him to be even more humiliated with an audience.
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I liked in the Miss Grace's School for Sissies story the babies had to go to ballet lessons with their plump diapers showing under their leotards and tutus
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Hi Sissy Ballerina Boy,
I have been reading this story since the start and really love it. You said you would like more ballet stories.
Have you read Sissyboy Ballerina by Pansyann posted on this site in February 2006. here is the link. http://buffalobetties.net/fantasy/index.php?topic=14.0
I have been writing a sequel which I was going to post when complete but have decided to start posting soon while I keep writing.
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Yeah sadly that and Mother unique punishment are the only stories that have ballet in them it seems.
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Yeah sadly that and Mother unique punishment are the only stories that have ballet in them it seems.
Not to completely go off topic, but I have a few very short stories about boys in ballet. Perhaps I could see about posting those as a collection of stories? Not sure if that's done here on this site.
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Short stories are cool. We have lots of them here.
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John felt the warm seaman in his diaper. His mind was still a bit of a haze from the intense dream he had. He sat In bed for a few minutes waking up and thinking of the dream as he felt the warm gooey mess start to cool and dry. He looked at the clock and knew his mother would soon come into his bedroom, he was to awake to go back to bed so he just had to sit in his messy creamy diaper.
15 minutes later John’s mother walked right in. She never knocked anymore. She pulled open the blinds with a bright chipper smile “Happy thanksgiving sweetheart. Time to get up. We have a lot to get done today.” She pulled the blankets off him. She pulled down his plastic panties and started to unpin his diaper. He winced knowing his mother was going to find the left overs of his wet dream. As she pealed open the diaper and looked towards his crotch, She made a puzzled face at first but then noticed the white ?residue in his? pubic hair. She smiled a awkward smile realizing what her teenage son had done. “Oh my” she held back a giggle. John’s face went red, he turned his head knowing he couldn’t face his mother. “It’s ok sweetie. It’s very normal for teenage boys to have wet dreams. Good thing we had a diaper on you or i would have to be doing the sheets as well. Maybe if you ever kick this bed wetting habit i might have to leave you diapers to protect you from the wet dreams” she said as she was laughing while cleaning the white discharge. She could clearly see her son was humiliated but this was to funny not to laugh at. She soon cleaned him up. He was soon naked as she went over to his panties drawer (formally his underwear drawer) ??
She pulled out several types of panties, John noticed there seemed to be more pairs then he remembered. She settled on a white nylon full bottom pair. They had a lacy flora pattern sewed into them but they were just frilly granny panties. She pulled the waist band up passed his belly button as he looked at himself in the mirror. “Ok deer, put your tights, shoes and dress on and I’ll meet you in the kitchen” his mom told him as she left the room. He slid his tights up his long skinny legs thinking how this was becoming normal. How just last year he would spend all day watching football and now he’s cooking in a dress for his mother. He stepped into the shoes which of course was a perfect fit and then put on his dress. The outfit was ugly and old fashioned. He grabbed the front of his skirt and clutched it with shame and ? embarrassment. He took one last look at himself which caused him to hang his head and headed down stairs to start dinner.
Before they started she gave him a new frilly floria apron which matched hers “team work sweetie”! The next few hours went by like a flash. He was cooking all day with his mother. He didn’t have a moment to rest before she gave him a new order. At 12:30 he was finally done and could take a break. He was actually happy he cleaned the house for hours yesterday knowing he couldn’t get asked to do that again. “I told the stalls to come around 1:30 pm for a 2:00 pm dinner, hmmmm that should give me enough time with you” she said confidently. “Enough time for what”? John asked. “Sweetie, this is a big day, you want me to look good. I want to do your hair and make up. It will be so much fun, come here, let’s go to my bathroom.” Before he could protest he was pushed into her bathroom and seated on her toilet and she started brushing his hair. He knew his complaints would be ignored so he just sat there as she brushed away.
He looked down as his leather dress shoes as he felt his mom pull and tug at his hair. He soon felt some kind d of fabric be tied up as well. She soon opened up her make up kit and went to town on John. She barked commands at him like “pout” “eyes up” “suc-k in your cheek bones” as she made up his pale face. “It takes a lot of time to look good sweet heart. Remember that”. After what felt like all day she sweetly said “Done” as she stepped away from the mirror so he could look at himself. John was fearing this moment.
His dirty blonde hair was tied up with blue ribbons on either side of his hair in two short bunches. His lips were a lite shade of red, pink cheeks and blue eye shadow. He didn’t look like a baby or dance recital girl, but looked more like a 12 year old with her first make up kid. He looks childish yet older. He actually smiled because he was relieved it didn’t look silly. His mother noticed the smile which excited her “I knew you would love it”. He wanted to tell her he hated it but much like everything in his life he just accepted it. “Ok I’m going to do my final touches. If the Stalls come early I want you to greet them with a warm greeting. Just act the way you do when you clean the house. Be in house keeper mode”. He nodded and heading downstairs to wait for em.
He was in the family room when he noticed
things like the coasters and magazines weren’t tidy enough for him. He soon started to fix them when he would noticed other things that seemed out of place. Before he knew it he was cleaning the whole room. He fell right into his normal position of house cleaner. He was fluffing the pillows and wanted to get his feather duster when he heard the door bell ring. He stressed a bit but just remembered they have seen him in worse. He trotted to the front door and greeted the Stalls who had a large smile on there faces. He noticed both of them were In pants and nice sweaters. “Ohhh Johnny that’s such a lovely dress. I remember I wore that to Easter when I was 10 years old. It looks stunning on you” Susan mockingly said. “Im sorry to say this Susan But it looks better on him” they both laughed. John just forced an awkward smile as he collected both of there coats and hung them in the hall closet.
He ushered them into the living room just as his mom was walking down the stairs. She was also dressed In pants, heels and a smart blouse. “Oh great everyone is here, Barb, Susan take a seat and relax. Tell John what you want to drink and he will go fetch it for you.” Susan smiled deeply looking at John who was the only one in the house wearing a dress. Susan asked for a coke, Barb and Janet both asked for a glass of white wine. “And Sweetie, make sure you put your apron on, the pies should be done any minute and I don’t want your dress to get anything on it” she told John as he stepped into the kitchen to serve his mom and guests.
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, thank you for that wonderful chapter. John is in a mess being the only "girl" in a dress. Can't wait for more of this great story.
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As John walked into the kitchen he prepared the drinks and snacks all business. He was very focused for an unknown reason. He then realized he was falling into “Maid” mode. He was mad at himself for how quickly he turned it on. The last few weeks of serving his mom became like clockwork. He tried to shake off the image of him being a domestic servant and tried to think of a mainly things. Something not a Sissy Maid would think about. He closed his eyes and thought about a naked Cindy Rockwell. Over the last few weeks it became almost impossible to find times to pleasure himself anymore. Besides the wet dream last night, The last time may have even been over a week. He remembered when Susan pleasured him and just imaged it was Cindy. He only was standing there for for about 40 seconds but he was rock hard. He would feel the skirt of his dress rise and the soft fabric of his panties rubbing against his enlarging and throbbing head. Any slight movement and he could blow.
“Johnny, Where are you. Are guests are waiting”!!! Janet said in a commanding voice. He was shaken out of his day dream and looked down at his clearly visible boner. It stuck out under his dress by several inches. “I’ll be right there” was all he could yell back. “Yelling is so unladylike” Susan said while smiling which caused both mothers to giggle. John looked down at his dress and was still nervous for any sudden movements. He didn’t want to squirt. He waited for several minutes till it went down slightly. He pulled up his dress and rolled down. His tights. Reaching into his panties, He slowing but surely tucked his still hard member in between his legs. As he pulled up the panties and tights his mom came into the room just as he pushed down his dress.
“What is taking you so long? I thought you were trained better then this. Let’s go. Chop chop”. She clapped for his to get with it as she walked out of the kitchen. John placed the drinks and snacks on a serving tray and took small and dainty steps since his member was tucked between his legs. As he arrived in the living room he moved gracefully as he placed the serving tray down.
“I might need to send him for another weekend at your house. He’s gotten so sloppy with the service over the last few weeks. I feel like you could train him back again”. Janet said laughing. The stalls laughed loudly and agreed he was loosing his touch. John tried to pick up the enthusiasm by gracefully handing each drink and snack to his guest and mother. In an almost ballet like movement with his arms he handed his mother her drink. She definitely noticed his attempt to be graceful and smiled at him. “Maybe if your lucky I’ll take you to see the Nutcracker next month and you can hopefully absorbed some of the graceful movements. Now go place the turkey out of the oven to cool and set the table. I was us sitting down with dinner in 30 minutes.” She barked as he trotted over to the Stall’s smug smiles.
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, Short chapter but it was a good one. I'm glad to see you back on this story. Johnny had better get his act together or the Stahl's will get to use him again.
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Another HOT chapter.. Thanks!
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Happy Thanksgiving to all! Very thankful this page has been around since I was a teenager. Now being in my mid 30’s I feel like it’s been part of my life for a long time. Writing this chapter actually made me blush and get a bit hard. Hope you enjoy
John lit the candles, placed all the dishes and the final table settings. He looked over the table with an odd pride. It was beautiful. Something out of a magazine. His smile quickly left his face as his mother walked in to make sure it was good to go for the guests.
“Dinner is served”! Janet commanded. Susan and her mother entered the dining room and were very impressed with John’s table settings. They had no idea what a little domestic they and his mother created. “John get one more round of drinks for everyone, then you can take off your apron and have a rest”. Finally something that sounded good to John as he got everyone’s drink order and left for the kitchen. As he grabbed wine for the adults, a soda for Susan and a water for himself (his mom started him on a diet of eating better) he walked back into the kitchen with a bottle of wine, can of soda and a bottle of water. The moment that John walked in was part of his mother’s conversation he wish he wasn’t part for.
“So I unpin his diapers and he had wet him self, but not in that way. He had a wet dream”! She busted out in a fit of giggles. The stalls broke down in loud laughed and all faces were on his bright blushing face. “Mommmmm” was the only thing he managed to say. “Oh don’t be such a baby.” She tweeted his nose as he put down the bottle of wine. “Boys will be boys” Mrs Stall said “even boys like him”? Susan laughed out loud which causes new laughter from the table. Everyone expect John. He sheepish took off his apron and sat down at the table.
Janet rose her glass to her son and the guests. “You know, I never actually did this before. I always thought it was so corny and only done on TV shows. But I just want to say I am truly thankful for the Stall’s coming into our lives. The last year has been a nightmare between the divorce, selling the house, new town and of course John’s bed wetting. I just feel so lucky to find you Janet and your wonderful daughter. I feel like your more family then friends and for that I thank you”.
The Stalls were taken back and Barb almost had a tear in her eye. She rose her glass “I been in this town for 15 years and have had friends come and go. But I have never had such a friend make an impact on me. I look at our Pretty and beautiful kids and smile as they will get to grow up though high school together. Susan has been such a great person for John to look up to and I just want to thank you my wonderful daughter for being such a great role model and help out a friend like John who’s having a hard time right now. It can’t be easy to be a 15 year old bed wetter. I actually looked at data and it’s less then 2% of teens. I would say that makes little Johnny pretty special. So special that we found him and helping him though his issue”.
Susan was next. “You know, this might sound a little silly, but I’m actually thankful for Johnny’s bed wetting. When I was a little girl I knew the humiliation of what it was like to be a bed wetter. Waking up every day and hope you were dry, fearing your secret might get out. I would have died from embossment and I was only 9 years old. To be a high school kid and walk down the hall ways. Seeing all your peers being excited to go on dates, play sports, learn to drive and then go off to college. Can we all image what’s that must feel like when your an every day bed wetter. I only had the problem for a few months but to have it for a solid year like Johnny has. Oh my. Poor little thing might just wet him self for the shame he feels. Yet here I am. Thankful for his bed wetting. Thankful that it brought our families together. Thankful it got John back in diapers so he can conquer his problem. Thankful due to the plastic panties he wore brought feelings out in him he was to scared to express. Thankful today he’s in such a pretty dress sharing a wonderful meal he helped prep. I’m so thankful for my best friend. Thank you Johnny. Thank you”.
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, That was a chapter filled with more humiliations for John.
Great chapter. We all want more!!!!
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John’s face was white as a ghost. All color and emotion was wiped clean. His stomach churned and he almost felt like he was going to vomit. He was paralyzed in humiliation. He could barley breath and what his mother and guests gave thanks for. All of the sudden he felt a drip of warmth in his panty area. He was leaking pee. He sprinted to the bathroom as he cried. He got to the door and fumbled with knob. It was locked as usual but he still tried the knob as tears flowed down his eyes.
His mother came up to him holding the bathroom key and unlocked the door as he rushed in. He pulled his tights and panties down and lifted his dress as he sat down on the toilet to pee. He looked down at his panties and noticed several yellow drops. Little leakage but all and all dry. Once he finished peeing he stood up his mother closed the bathroom door leaving them alone in the bathroom.
She grabbed his face with her hand “How dare you make me look bad in there. Do you have any idea how embarrassed I am. Our guests gave a wonderful thankful speech and you run away? It’s like I never taught you any manners. Look at your panties! You wet yourself while someone was thanking you? Step out of those right now”! John meekly stepped out of his panties as his mother grab them off the floor. She inspected the yellow pee drop stains and put them 2 inches from John’s face. “Look at this! This is the thanks I get when i let
You wear big girl panties? Do you just want to wear diapers all the time? We can do that. It will be a hell of a lot easier I’ll tell you what. Now I’m going to give you 3 minutes to contain yourself. When you come out your going to apologize for your behavior and you will thank the Stalls up and down and say how grateful and appreciate it you are to have them in your life. Your skating on thin icy Missy. I better be blown away by your speech”! With them she left him alone in the bathroom. He stepped back into his panties and lifted them and his tights back in place. He wiped away the smeared eye make. He looked at himself in the mirror. Took a deep breath and left to go back to the table.
As he entered the dining room all eyes were on him. He went back to his chair but didn’t sit down. “I’m sorry about what I just did. I was so overcome with emotion I just needed a minute to myself. I want to thank all three of you. Your the most important people in my life. Mommy, I know the last year has been hard on all of us, and I wasn’t really the easiest person to live with. I from the bottom of my heart want to thank you. I really want to thank you for caring for me when it comes to my bed wetting. You’ve been so understanding and trying to do the best for me. I know you only want what’s best for me and cure me of my problem. So I want to say how thankful I am that your so pleasant and positive while changing my diapers. I know we’re going to cure this problem and your plan is working. Thank you mommy”. With that he walked over and kissed her on the cheek.
He took his attention to Mrs. Stall “thank you so much for meeting my mother and working on a cure for my bed wetting. I know anyone in my position would hate and refuse to do what I’ve been doing, I’m mature enough to understand it’s the best plan. Thank you for letting me use Susan’s old diapers and plastic panties. It’s because of the plastic panties how I found a part of myself I never knew. Wearing them for the first time gave me a comfort level I never felt before. To discover my true self. Standing here today in such a pretty dress that you gave to me makes me feel so special I have an adult like you in my life. I’m so happy I can give Susan’s clothes a second life and to bring out families together. Thank you for all the love you have given me. I feel like your my 2nd mother and I’m happy to be your 2nd daughter”. He went over to hug her and she gave him a large bear hug which was borderline painful. With that he looked on to Susan.
“Susan. I have no idea how I can go into words to explain us. Your the best friend i ever had. Making friends for me me has always been hard, but when I’m with you my heart beams. I never met someone who understood me so much. I feel lucky when I pull up a pair of your panties and putting on a dress that it once belonged to you. It makes me want to work harder to be more like you. I feel safe and secure, almost like a security blanket. When I feel your clothes wrapped around me it’s like your hugging me. I really hope to beat this bed wetting problem soon because I love wearing your clothes so much. I am so lucky to have you in my life, to understand the real me. I have never felt this way before about a non family member. Susan, I love you”. After giving all three statements John wanted to throw up.
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Sissy Ballerina Boy, That must have been the hardest apology that John has ever made. I hope it was adequate for his mom. Keep up the good work.
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Thanksgiving to the Superiors,, good read.
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All of his audience smiled In a approval. While John’s tummy was doing flip flops he sat down on his chair wishing the floor would eat him. “I’m so proud of you sweetheart” his mom told him. “Such a lovely thoughtful child” Mrs. Stall stated. “Your the best friend a girl could ask for. I’m just upset it took 15 years to find you”. After all the statements everyone dug into the wonderful food yet John wasn’t very hungry. While he was picking at his food he noticed that Susan was playing footsies with him and giving him a serious “F*** Me” eyes. While his mom and Mrs. Stall were chatting, she leaned in and whispered into his ear.
“You made a lovey speech. Your such a loyal friend and I promise, you are going to get a very special treat after dinner. Hope your excited” she said in her best sexy voice. John’s member jumped to attention between the footsies and her promise. He shifted on his chair trying to contain his hard on and not make it so clear in his dress.
The dinner went on for about an hour. John’s promise made him hungry as he ate In excitement. His mom gave him a very small 2nd helping but noticed Susan had 4 large helpings to almost every dish. He didn’t understand why his mother put him on a diet and Susan was stuffing her face. When it came to desert he was given a tiny piece of pie while Susan and Mrs. Stall ate well over half the pie. The diet made him feel small and weak. Not even in control of his own meal. Once everything was done John’s mother ordered him to take the dishes and refill everyone’s drink. “You have him trained so good. The way he moves in the shoes and dress is like second nature.” John forced a smile as he winced taking all the dishes to the kitchen.
After 30 mins of doing dishes he was finally done and just wanted to sit down after standing on the dress shoes for so long. As he sat down in the pink arm chair in the living room he looked at Susan who had a wicked grin. “Ms. Jones, can John and I being excused? I have an awesome new cheer I want to show him”? Ms. Jones smiled at how polite Susan was and granted permission. Susan grabbed John’s hand and raced up stars. Once in John’s room she closed the door and spun around to look him very closely in the eyes “oh sweetie, I loved what you said about me, the best part of it, I know some of it was true.” John ignored everything she said and just kept his mind on what his surprised would be. Susan had her large hands on his shoulders as she looked around the room. When she spotted his diaper changing station it caused her to laugh.
“I still can’t believe your a bed wetter who wears diapers. Part of it is so cute and the other part is so sad. Are you scared your going to be like that forever? Like you can’t leave home for college because your mommy still puts you in diapers”? She laughed to herself. This comment cut though John. He got upset. She was being so nice and flirty to him and then she just dropped a bomb shell like this on him. After the dinner speech and this his emotions were high and he started to cry. His face was cracking with raw emotion. Susan smiled and began to rub his shoulders.
“Don’t cry baby, I didn’t mean to be so mean. I just got little carried away. Your such a sweet boy. Maybe after high school I can take care of you sometimes. Would you like that? Ms. Susan taking care of you?”she rubbed the tears fen his cheeks. “Just remember how mean you were to me. All the awful things you said, if I get a little nasty just know I care and love you. I would never want to hurt my little sissy. You know that right? Tell me you know that” she said it in a more forceful tone as her rubs got more personal. “Does Johnny want his nice surprise? Say you want it, I know your going to love it.”
John stopped cried and contained himself. “Please Susan, May i have my surprise”? He asked nicely. Susan smiled. “Ok, your going to love this, it’s going to contain some of your favorite things. First thing first, I need your feet in 3rd position” John looked confused but knew the term had to be a ballet term. Susan shows him how to line his feet up and he followed as best he could and soon he had his feet crossed and pointed in a very girly fashion.
“Now I’m going to need you to curtsy but hold your dress out as big as you can. I have to do big curtsy’s as a party girl in the nutcracker. The dress I wear is very bug and frilly, even more girly then the one your wearing, but trust me I need you to hold it as big as you can”. John was trying to Maintain his balance as he held up the skirt of his dress in both hands. He saw himself in the mirror and looked ridiculous. Susan made small adjustments, she raised his arms a bit higher and moved his feet a bit more as she smiled. “Perfect”! She said with glee as she snapped several photos much to John’s unhappiness. “Now we’re ready for your surprise. You have to hold that as best you can. If you want me to keep giving you your special treat you have to remain just like that. Are you ready”? John nodded his head, what could be this surprise he wondered.
Susan went down on her knees and crawled under John’s dress. He seemed puzzled at first. What was she doing under his dress. All he could see on the mirror was the outline of her body under the dress and her feet sticking out. Soon he had an idea of what was happening as she pulled down his tights and panties. He went rock hard on a second and started to move his body in the excitement. “Stay still SISSY. If you want your special treat you have to earn it by showing me how good your are at your pose.” John was trying to contain himself as best he could. Soon he felt his tights and his panties wrap around ballet positioned feet around his ankles. He soon felt Susan’s large man like hands grab hold of his balls and shaft.
“This is my first time. I wanted to make sure I got practice in before I do this with a real man, your just like a girlfriend to me, so it doesn’t have to be sexual. Just close your eyes and enjoy Johnny...” soon Susan’s Mouth was fully around John’s member. Susan not having much experience suc-ked on it like a cross between an ice cream cone and a popsicle. She watched videos online on giving BJ’s and she tried her best under his dress. She made sure to be loud and gurgle. Making lots of pop noises with her mouth as her lip stick was smearing on his shaft. It tasted way different then she thought but didn’t mind it as she used her tongue to go up and down while having a firm and tight grip on it.
John was in Ecstasy. He never thought this was going to happen on this awful day. He openly his made up eyes only once and saw his reflection which made him close his eyes quickly. Here he was, posed like a little girl ballerina, having a large fat bully giving him his first blow job. He didn’t want to think about her or his dress, he just images Cindy Rockwell under his dress tugging his panties down. He tired to block the image of him even wearing a dress but he couldn’t. He felt the waistband of the panties and tights wrapped around his ankles tightly. He felt the breeze of air go up his bare legs, he felt Susan’s large mouth go up and down on his most sensitive member. Once he perfectly added Cindy Rockwell doing this to him it was over. He exploded into Susan’s mouth while still holding his dress and balancing himself. His knees bent down to an almost grand plié as his ankles rose as all of his goo was flowing from his throbbing member. He moaned like a girl as he was trying not to be overly loud. Soon Susan came out under his dress, her face with a creamy mess as she smiled he dropped to his knees as she grabbed the back of his head and moved him forward for a kiss. John felt the warm cream from Susan’s face rub against his lips as Susan went in for a big sloppy kiss. Soon John noticed a salty taste as Susan spit his entire load into his mouth as she passionately kissed him.
“That’s what you taste like” she said out of breath.
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Ewww! FROM THE LIPS OF A SUPERIOR, THE HAPPY ENDING TURNED SOUR.
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Hope we get another chapter soon. I’d even be willing to pay you for more. Lol. This is hands down my favorite story of all time. I sincerely mean that.
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I have so many more ideas for Johnny and know how I want to end it. Sorry guys, I’ll try and write a new chapter soon.
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I'm happy there will be more. I've long since lost count how many times I've reread chapters.
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John gagged with shock and awe. He dropped to his knees to spit in his garbage can when Susan’s bear like hands grabbed his head. One hand was over his mouth while the other was holding the back of his head tightly. “Where’s your manners Johnny? Swallow it and thank me afterword for the tasty treat i gave you.” Johnny began to panic. The way Susan held his mouth he couldn’t breath. He knew what he had to do. With a loud and exaggerated gulp he swallowed his own salty load. Susan quite pleased with his performance let go of his head and he coughed while breathing heavy.
“Thank you so much for the blowjob and the tasty treat”. He said with shame. While the load wasn’t good, the blowjob was amazing. He never get something so good in his life. Susan who stood very tall over Johnny smiled broadly. “Glad you enjoyed it. Keep up the good behavior and I’ll do more fun things like that in the future. Oh goodness look at the time”! She said looking at Johnny’s alarm clock. “We gotta get you diapered and ready for bed.
Several minutes later Johnny was undressed and having his diaper changed by bully/best friend. He felt odd. He just got amazing oral sex from her and now she was changing his diaper. There relationship was going in odd places every time they hung out. He noticed that she was taking extra care of his pen-is while she wiped him. The extra attention she was giving him started to make his member stand at attention. She looked at it and giggled “Oh Johnny, we all ready played that game. I just have to make sure your little pee pee is nice and clean. I can’t have your mommy seeing this”. She showed him the used baby wipes that had Susan’s lipstick on it from his BJ. “If your mommy found out about us, I don’t think I would be allowed to babysit you anymore” she giggled to herself. When she finished she took one of her old baby doll nighties that was extra short on him coming up to the top of his hips. It was a pale purple color. He tried to tug it down to cover up his diaper but it was no use. She than found a matching pair of plastic panties and just like that he was ready for bed.
Susan and John went downstairs so John could say his good nights to everyone. Mrs. Stall giggled at the short nightie as he approached her and his mother. “Thank you for the lovely dinner and making this thanksgiving so special. It was wonderful for the Stalls to come”. He said with a forced smiled. “Awww that’s very sweet of you”. Mrs Stall said as she pulled him down onto her lap. He squirmed a bit but her large frame held him tightly. “It was a wonderful dinner and you made a lovey maid serving us. Susan and I are both very excited to help celebrate your birthday weekend as well. We got some lovey gifts for you that we know you’re going to love”. With that he said his goodnights as he took Susan’s hand to be put to bed.
Susan tucked him into bed and kissed him passionately on the lips. “Get some rest sweetie. You had a big day today. Sweet dreams”. She walked to his door and turned off the lights. She went down to join the ladies while Johnny was all ready asleep as she was walking down the stars.
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John awoke the next day in a dry diaper. He stretched in bed thinking about thanksgiving day. The wonderful BJ his best friend gave him. He knew she was more of a friend, was she his girlfriend? Was he actually getting feelings for his once bullying victim ? The thought scared him a bit. “No I like Cindy. She’s way hotter then that fatty”. He thought to himself, but the more he thought about Susan the more he got butterfly’s in his stomach about her.
His mother came in several minutes later. she greeted him with a large smile and was very impressed she was dry. “That Susan must have a magic touch on you. Your always dry after she visits you. I should hire her to be your Nanny”! She laughed to herself and beamed with pride. John quickly thought of the idea of Susan being his Nanny. His minded flashed to her in an old school style nanny uniform which started to get him hard. He tried to stop thinking about it in case his mom stripped him. “So the Stalls and I have a big shopping day planned today since it’s Black Friday. Lots of big sales and we need a good Girls Day after all the work yesterday. Now while we all know you’re our little girl, I’m going to spare you the Girls Day and leave you on your own today”. John smiled largely to himself. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had a day to himself. While all his video games were tucked away, he at least could pleasure himself several times without the worry of his mom catching him.
“So we’re going to leave in about an hour , and I’ll drop you off at the Stalls. I told them what a great maid you make with your cleaning skills so your going to clean there entire house while we’re on our girls day”! John’s smile dropped. The last thing he wanted to do on his birthday weekend was to clean someone else house from top to bottom. Janet could see the smile on John’s face drop as she smiled to herself “don’t worry sweetie. You will be paid. I told em what a great job you do and we agreed on a price that’s quite good so you should be happy your Mother is making you money”. Janet reached into his ever expanding closet full of girls clothes as she pulled out a frilly white blouse with a large bow in the front and a medium black skirt. John sadly looked at his closet noticing all the female clothes. He could have sworn his boy clothes were slowly being removed over time. Janet reached into his underwear/panties drawer and pulled out a white frilly pair of full bottom granny panties along with a black pair of tights. “I promised Barb the whole maid picture and service so I want you looking your best and professional. Hope you like this. I think it looks smart but respectable”. With that she placed a pair of woman’s dress shoes with a small heel that had a bow on the toe of each shoe. “Now hurry up and get dressed. I wanna do your hair and make up before we head out”.
John quickly got dressed as his mom commanded him. The last few days have been good at home and he didn’t want to risk that. He unpinned his diaper and placed it in his hamper as he slid up his granny panties. He looked at himself in the mirror as he noticed his slender frame in just the frilly white panties. He started at the image. If it wasn’t for his face he would say he liked the image. It looked pretty. His mind thought of Susan which caused a little bump in the front of his panties to form. He only briefly felt it thought the material of the nylon which made him go week at the knees. He wanted to pleasure himself so bad but knew he had to get dressed so he could clean the Stalls house all day. Maybe he could sneak off and do it there. He smiled at the idea as he rolled up his tights over his panties. The blouse was pulled over his head and he adjusted the black skirt which came right below his knees. He looks almost like a “sexy Secretary” or “sexy librarian” kind of Halloween costume. Once he stepped into the shoes he looked at his figure in the mirror and somewhat smiled. He almost liked what he saw. he minced out of his room so his mom could do his hair and make up.
Janet was giddy seeing how sweet and pretty John looked. He looked very professional. She had him sit on the toilet as she applied a dark shade of red lipstick. Soon enough eye liner, black massacre and a tiny bit of blush added to his face. She than placed a large white bow in the back of his head. “Lovey. Simple yet Adorable. You really make the complete package sweetie”. John looked back at the finished product. Somehow he was surprised yet again. This has happened so many times yet it always shocks him. In the mirror looked to be a woman in her mid 20’s. She looked adult, professional and somewhat sexy. John was actually attracted to the woman he saw on the other side of the mirror. He was almost in a trance as he puckered his lips in the mirror almost uncontrollable. His mother was glowing at seeing her sissy son being sassy in the mirror. “You look beautiful honey”. He really couldn’t believe it but he did.
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Can't wait to see what John get's up to at the Stall's house, will he try and destroy evidence Susan has of him? Will Susan have another trick up her sleeve?
And when does phase 3 begin of the three way revenge?!
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(Hello Hello. Here’s a short little chapter for everyone. Just wondering, what’s everyone’s favorite elements to this story? Would love some feedback)
John and his mother got into her car and drove to the Stalls house. John looked quickly as he stepped out the car and walked quickly to the front door. His mother giggled the way he took dainty steps because of the heels on his shoes. As John got the the front steps he saw his mother taking her time. He got nervous as he saw kids in the neighbor ride there bikes and playing on their lawns. He felt exposed and anyone from school could see him. Once his mother got the front door she rang the bell and the Stalls opened the door quickly afterwords.
“Oh my god! He is the most precious little darling maid I’ve ever seen. Come on in here sweetie”! Barb said with glee. John practically leapt into the house which made Susan smile. It was very ballet like which pleased her. Susan and Barb inspected his outfit with broad smiles and Satisfaction. “Bend over”! Susan barked. He bent over as best as he could. “You can go lower than that. Try to touch your toes”. John made several struggling grunts but couldn’t reach his toes which caused the real ladies to laugh. “We gotta get you into ballet class soon. Your so unflexible, it’s to funny”. He felt Susan push up his skirt as he was still bent over. “I know panties lines are considered unattractive, but for some reason he makes them look so cute. Showing the world he’s proud of his panties”! Susan remarked only causing more laughter from the real women.
He was told to stand back up after they had they had there fun. “Will be gone for a few hours Johnny. I know you know where all the cleaning products are. Hopefully you do good work and this can become a weekly job for you. I’m sure you would love some extra pocket money. Your mom told me she cut you off because of your bed wetting”. The last part of her sentence brought on a smug smile.
“John I packed a lunch for you here. You can have it at 12:00 pm but I want you back to work by 12:15. Also I’m really trusting you here with responsibly. I I purposely didn’t put you in a diaper because I think you can handle going to the toilet by yourself. You keep your panties and the house clean and a big reward will be in your future.” With that they left the house for a fun day of being pampered while John had to clean the entire house by himself. He looked around the house thinking it seemed bigger then the last time he was here.
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I love the sissy part
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So my favourite element that I re-read over again is that first weekend John spent at Susan's where she had dressed him in the pink frilly dress and treated him as her doll pretty much. Put him in a diaper and made him wear whatever she wanted
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I've reread that weekend a lot too. The diapers, the outfits, the ballet, the diaper messing. Deeply humiliating.
Any time Susan has John isolated and gets to laud how much power she has over him is fun. I hope she really does get him into classes or lessons. Better yet if she's the teacher and can dress John even girlier then the rest of class. And continues to increase the frequency he's in diapers.
I also really like when Susan orchestrates the situation where John is effectively forced to fake enjoyment of his sissy situation, digging his hole deeper.
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Agreed, I think the highlight would be when Susan can get John in a diaper during the day time is what I love the most. The dream would be to get him in a diaper as well as a full ballerina outfit, tutu and all!
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I’m almost done with the newest chapter and keep smiling at how it came out. I think you will enjoy it.
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Hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed reading it.
John went right to work. He started with the kitchen first. He noticed a large stack of dishes that were left in the sink and most likely left purposely there for him to clean by hand. Once the dishes were done he swept and mopped the kitchen, moving into the entire bottom level of the house. While scrubbing the toilet he made sure to go on his hands and knees to really get a good glossy shine. Without even realizing he was dusting an old grandfather clock as it chimed 12:00 pm. His stomach rumbled loudly as he made his way to the nicely clean kitchen that still had the fresh pine sol smell.
He reached into the fridge and pulled out a brown paper bag with a love note written on the bag “I’m so proud of my pretty little sweet heart” it proudly displayed on the bag. He grimaced being calling a “pretty little sweet heart” but it was far better then the colorful and hateful names he was being called at school. He lost track of how many times a day he heard “faggot” and “coc-k suc-ker” from almost every boy from every social clique.
He was starving but was disappointed with every item he pulled out. An apple, carrots, a tab (it was in a pink can of course) and a slim fast chocolate drink for desert. He slightly smiled at that but was still upset his mom packed him the type of lunch a super model would eat.
He quickly ate his lunch as he thought about his plan to clean upstairs. He’s been cleaning his own house so much he was become an expert at it. As he finished the last of his slim fast drink he stood up and couldn’t help but notice his skinny figure. He’s sure he lost more than 10 to 15 pounds over the last few months. He felt girlish more than ever now this his body was reflecting it. He knew if he ever tried to stand up against Susan she would kick his ass without a problem. She clearly outweighed him by a 100 pounds. Even his mother could easily could hold him down and spank him. With the new diet his mother had him on, he figured even a middle schooler could beat him up. Since his new status as Susan’s Sissy he even felt more submissive. Back at John’s old school he got into several fist fights and even won some against boys that were bigger than him. That felt like a million years ago. If any boy at his current school tried to fight him he would go right to his knees and start crying, begging not to be beaten up. The idea scared him. The last thing he wanted was to be beaten up. He surely would take any kind of humiliation or embarrassment by his peers than have to physically defend himself. He tried to shake the image out of his head and focus on the cleaning. It was all ready 12:35 and he was all ready behind schedule. He quickly swished (he noticed the last week that whenever he moved with speed it was very “swishy”. A word he picked up from his mother) up the stairs to start the 2nd floor. He felt the need to use the toilet and for the first time in months he got to use it by himself. He felt so mature sitting on the toilet as he was peeing. He wanted to stand like a man, but he figured with the shoes, tights, and skirt it would just be easier to sit. He delicately placed his hands on his lap as he tinkled. He smiled as he pulled his panties and tights up because he had no peering eyes on him for once.
He started in Mrs. Stall room, vacuumed and changed the bed sheets. While he was cleaning her toilet he noticed skid marks along the bowl. Mrs. Stall was a large woman and most likely made large bowel movements. He shuddered as he scraped off the fecal residue off the toilet. The guest room that he spent one of the worst nights in his life was next followed by the hallway. Susan’s room was the last to be cleaned. He opened her door and observed her ultra girly room in a new light. He felt for the first time in months almost powerful. He was In control for the first time. He swayed into her room taken little steps thanks to the short heeled shoes. He was walking like a pro and actually felt confident doing it. Susan’s room was a disaster. Clothes were thrown everywhere, dance wear and cheerleading clothes, all types of shoes, her desk was covered in open text books and note books. her unmade bed had the sheets coming off, her slept in pajamas sat next to the bed. This would be the hardest no doubt.
After 30 minutes of just tidying everything he made a pretty good dent to the room. Everything for the most part was put away in order. He went over to her bed to start making it. As he pulled the sheet to the corner of the mattress he noticed a book sticking out from under it. He pulled out a small book with a floria cover. In a very sweet cursive font the word “Diary” was written on it. He went weak at the knees in excitement. He was holding Susan’s personal diary. His mind raced about reading it. He had to, he had to know her plans and how she felt about all this.
He quickly skimmed though it. He noticed she didn’t update it very often, the diary itself was less that a 1/4th written in and Susan would go months without updating it. He skipped right to the last entry which was updated the night before. He smiled reading the newest entry.
“Dear Diary, I had an incredible experience at Thanksgiving dinner at the Jones house. While the meal was great, I got to truly show my skills as a woman to John. I gave my first blow job. John looked so sweet and cute all dolled up in my old dress. I was so turned on by him all night my panties were practically dripping looking at him. Our relationship has come so far over the last few months. The feelings I feel for him are extreme. I felt like a real girl when I got to suc-k on his pen-is. The experience I’m getting feels great and he’s great to practice on. Seeing John’s panties and tights down by his ankles as I suc-ked and licked his dic-k is still an image I can’t get out of my head. I touched myself when I first got home thinking about it. I love what a great friend he is to me. He’s so loyal. If John could just fully summit to me, fully give me control, I would love him forever. The feelings I have for him. If I can just push him all the way, and if he truly liked me, I would love to be his girlfriend. Not even make him dress up anymore, but to be my manly boyfriend. Hold my hand down the hallway at school. Hold my books and open doors for me. Treat me like a lady. I would treat him like a man. I just need to know he’s loyal to me and would do anything I would ask him, than I would let him be the real man he wants to be. I love what a loyal little poodle he is to me. But overtime I want him to be a loyal man to me, and for him to passionately take my virginity. I’m getting hot and the thought right now. Till the next time diary”.
John read Susan’s latest entry while his mind raced. Even reading the blow job part got him hard all over again. Would she let him stop being a sissy, to be a real boy again? How far did he have to go for her to stop the sissy treatment. He got flustered thinking about an end in sight. He put the diary back under her mattress as his pen-is got harder thinking of Susan. Was he falling for her. He sat down on her bed with so many thoughts in his head. His boner grew harder as the outline was quite noticeable thought his panties and tights. He looked as Susan’s floor and noticed next to her pajamas was a pair of panties she must of worn the night before to bed. He felt the nylon like Material in his hands which got him even more horny. He took the pink very large pair panties and smiled thinking of her. He slowly slid of his tights and laid down on Susan’s bed. He kicked his shoes off, the tights came off and he pulled his panties down to his ankles. He took the Triple XL panties to his face and took a sniff while stroking his member. He closed his eyes as he placed the panties right against his face and stroked more.
His mind gave him a sexy image. Susan was dressed in a very fancy Business pants suit. She looked rather elegant and very posh. She was holding a dog leash in her hand and on the other end of the leash was him, on al fours. His hair was cut and styled to look like a French poodle. His dog collar was covered with Diamond and his pink ID tag read “Sissy”. He face was heavily made up with dance recital style theatrics. His nose was painted black and he had a little spot over his eye to look more like dog. He looked like a girl in a poodle costume for a tap dancing number of a recital. Besides the silk white thong panties he was wearing nothing else in this extreme Fantasy.
“Sissy, give your mistress a kiss in her favorite spot”! Susan ordered her sissy dog. John gave a high pitch bark as he pulled down Susan’s pants and panties and began to lick the front of her crotch. Susan moaned with excitement as her Sissy Dog gave her multiple orgasms. John was running faster and faster as he rubbed the panties across his face and smelled more. “Sissy, I’ve known in the past I’ve given your little sissy hole excitement. It’s now time for you to return the favor to me. Give me a nice little lick and kiss to my rosebud”! She commanded.
John like the loyal puppy he was went behind Susan as she bent over. He spread his large butt cheeks open and he licked her puckering rosebud. Dainty at first. Little sissy licks soon turned to sticking his whole tongue up her ass. Susan squealed pleasure. All the images in John’s head made his pen-is eruption in the 2nd best orgasm ever had. The first being from last night during Susan’s BJ. He painted heavily as he felt c-um run all down his hands. He opened his eyes to look at the pink panties he had been smelling and licking pretending they were Susan. He noticed several skid marks that he must of licked but didn’t care. He was in a state of nirvana.
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Thank You for the new chapter.. A chance to be a real boy again,, as if he could...
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Thank you for the new chapter.
To me this is all too suspicious, a fairly empty diary that was found easily, and Susan has placed cameras around her house in the past.
I think she wanted to catch John reading her diary so she can use that against him, but will now have evidence better than expected of him touching himself in her room.
I can't imagine what she would get him to do next with the threat of showing a videotape of that to his mother. I don't think he's be able to say no to anything!
That's a big if, but those are my thoughts after that chapter
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Awww! Sissi Ballerina!
I can't believe that John is getting caught up in Susan's game!
Even when he had the chance to really satisfy himself, he only wandered deeper into Susan's world of baby girlish. He hasn't had a chance to get out of there for a long time. The episode showed once more that Susan won't let him go free.Such a lovable fool!I am completely with him! But I also hope Susan won't let him get out of her fat fingers!I am so curious to see the sequel!
To the other readers: Please don't fantasize too much in advance! I guess, no writer likes it when someone pretends to be a sequel.
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Still loving it after all these chapters..
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John dozed off with his hand on his pen-is and Susan’s panties on his face. The once warm and sticky c-um was now cold and dry on his hand. The dirty triple XL panties on his face warm with him breath on it. The brown skid marks mixed with the heat of his breath gave the oder a new smelly life which woke John right up from his deep sleep. He woke up startled as bolted right up out of Susan’s bed. He pulled the smelly and well worn panties off his face in a confused awoken state. One hand was still on his pen-is while the other was holding Susan’s panties. It all came back to him now. One of the greatest orgasms in his life, now replaced by one of the biggest shames of his life. All the images he pleasured him self to made him sick to his stomach now. The fact that he sniffed and licked Susan’s soiled panties made his stomach churn. He looked at Susan’s nightstand and saw he fell asleep for over hour and half. He had no idea how long till the Stalls or his mother would be back to pick him up.
He stepped out of his panties and tights while holding his skirt as he rushed to the bathroom to clean up. He washed his hands first to get all the dry seamen off it followed by his crotch. He looked at himself in the mirror with disbelieve on who or what he was now. He hated Susan more than anyone on planet earth yet he smelled and licked her panties while touching himself. He shook off the thought and was suddenly horrified at what he saw in the reflection in the mirror.
All over the front of his white blouse and black skirt were dry, white crusted c-um stains. During his nap the stains set and harden. How was he going to explain this. He had no other clothes to wear as the panic set in. Lucky the whole house was clean at this time so he could focus on the stains. What’s a believable story? He couldn’t think of one as his breathing was getting heavier. “Ok. Let me get dressed first. Collect any evidence.” He minced back to Susan’s room and inspected his panties and tights. Both were clean. He pulled his panties back up and the tights right after. He stepped into his shoes and inspected Susan’s bed. Luckily no stains. He made her bed perfectly and inspected the rest of the room which was also perfect. He took the triple XL panties and threw them into the hamper. The top floor was now done. “Let me get some water and I’ll figure something out”.
He went down to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. Time seemed to by flying by now. He looked down at the kitchen floor he mopped hours ago and the recent clean glow was gone. “Damn going to have to do another coat so they notice it with the lights on”. He reached for his mop bucket when a brilliant idea hit him. He filled up the mop bucket with hot and soapy water. He nodded confidently at it knowing this is what he had to do.
He then poured half the bucket onto his blouse and skirt instantly soaking him. If his plan worked, he would clean up the stains with the hot and soapy water and just tell him mom and the Stalls that he spilled on himself while doing the 2nd coat. It would make him look like a dedicated cleaning lady if he did 2 coats of mopping. He got so used to playing this role he never thought of himself as a “cleaning man”.
Taking some paper towels and some dish soap he scrubbed and scrubbed that the soaking wet stains and to him amazement they were coming out. “Thank god. Thank you god”! He said out loud. He was so happy. Sure now he was cold, wet and damp but at least now he could explain it. He took a sigh of relief as he cleaned the kitchen floor for the 2nd time today.
30 mins later he heard a key jangle in the doorway. He was startled at first but quickly happy the cleaning would be over. He heard footsteps walking to the kitchen but heard no talking. He looked up as he only saw his mother in the kitchen doorway.
“Mom”! He said excited and perky trying to sound happy. “Where are the Stalls”? He then asked in a considered tone. “Mrs. Stall and Susan went to get there nails done after shopping. I just got mine last week so I declined but the real question is what happened to you, why are you soaking wet”? John took a deep breath and gave an academy award nomination performance of acting. He practice his monologue over and over in his head thinking of the most believable story possible. After the long but believable story his mother just looked at him, smiled and said “Well that’s just perfect. I picked you up something at the mall that you can wear home. Go into the bathroom and change out of those wet clothes and I’ll go get it”. John was so happy he slipped to the bathroom feeing so proud the made up story won her over. He giggled to himself knowing it worked.
He pealed off the wet clothes as he heard his mother enter the bathroom with a white garment bag. “I know you have SO many handy downs from Susan but I thought it would be nice if you had something special just for you. Hope you like it”. She unzipped the bag and pulled out a pink dress. He studied in what felt like ages but was only mere seconds. Without wanting to seem suspicious he uttered “I love it Mommy”!
(Image a dress like this. I don’t want to give Exact details so you can image your own perfect dress in your minds)
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Such a stroke of genius for Johnny!
But I wonder if wearing this dress home will have repercussions for him.
I'm really enjoying these regular chapters Sissy Ballerina Boy!
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John mom buttoned the dress on him and stepped back to look at the lovely image. He was absolutely precious. He was really becoming the daughter she always wanted. She knew he was a boy but this “phase” of his was something she truly loved and enjoyed. John looked down at the pretty pink dress and smiled. He was really smiling that he tricked his mother with the wet clothes but was also somewhat smiling at the dress. He liked the way it felt on him. It was juvenile but not little girl. It looked like something a 9 or 10 year old would wear. He saw the price tag briefly and noticed it had three digits. His mother spent over a $100 dollars On a dress for him.
“Oh one of the best parts is that it comes with a sweet matching hat”! His mother put on the matching hat and than pulled white dress shoes with bows on the front, white tights and a new pair of white silky full bottom panties. He put on the entire outfit with no fuss and looked at himself while daintily pointing his toe out like a ballerina to look at his shoe. “I love it all Mommy” he lied but still felt something for the entire outfit. “But isn’t this a little formal for just going home”?
“Sometimes it’s nice to get dressed up. Here let me do your make up”. Soon Janet was doing her new daughters makeup like a pro. This time adding blush and nail polish. The whole process from getting the dress to the make up took over 40 minutes. She pulled out a little box and took out heart shaped clip on earrings and finally added a white leather handbag. His new special outfit was complete and he looked completely like a very well dressed 10 year old girl going to church on Easter.
They both walked to the front door while John was holding his wet clothes in a plastic bag. The sun was setting as he quickly walked to the car. While he’s been out in public a few times dressed as a girl, it still made him nervous especially in the outfit he was wearing. They both got into the car and started the drive home.
John asked how there day of shopping went which Janet explained in far to much detail on her’s and the Stalls’s girly shopping day. She figured since her son was in a new “phase” he would like to hear about the deals she got on all the wonderful girly items. John smiled politely and faked his interest all the way home.
As they got home John quickly walked to the front door, hoping that none of the neighbors saw him. Soon his mother unlocked the door and they walked into the dark house. John reached for the light switch and as he turned it on was greeted with a loud “Surprise”!!! From Barbara and Susan who were both holding there phones. Susan was videoing while Barb took pictures. He saw that the kitchen had at least a dozen balloons and streamers all in pink and white. A banner was above his chair in the kitchen with the words “Happy Sweet 16 Johnny” written in fancy cursive writing in pink with flowers around the entire phrase. He noticed several presents on the counter all in girlish wrapping paper. That’s when he realized his mother got his the fancy party dress for his own party.
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Brilliant! I did not see that coming!
I already can't wait for the next chapter!
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It seems the story board has been effected by the dog days of summer, including myself. Hopefully this pumps some new lift into it. As always, comments suggestions and thoughts always help)
Somehow John still experienced new feelings of surprise and humiliation which he didn’t think was possible but here he was feeling it. Seeing all the decorations along with the Stalls capturing all of it On digital film and photos caused him to go instantly hard. Embarrassment and humiliation was becoming his new pleasure. He felt his pen-is start to throb and go hard which caused him to push down on the front of his dress to cover his shame. Only a few seconds had gone by since the “Surprise” happened but he knew he had to do something. He put one hand to his mouth while the others her covered the front of his dress. He tried to look at innocent and feminine as possible. He managed to squeak out a “oh my god, Thank You so much! It’s all so beautiful” his cheeks burned redder than the blush he had on. A small tear of shame came out of one of his eyes which his mother just thought was for appreciation.
John’s knees were week as Susan pulled out his chair for him as he took a seat. He was at the head of the table under the pink and white balloons and streamers. As he took a seat to try to comprehend what was happening to him his mother entered the room carrying a large pink and white cake covered in eatable flowers. 16 pink candles circled the cake with pink cursive writing of “Happy Sweet 16” was in the middle. Soon everyone started to sing 🎶Happy Birthday to you🎶 as he felt weaker and smaller with each passing note. The song ended yet all eyed we’re still on him. “Make a wish sweetheart”. His mother said ever so sweetly. John looked at the glowing cake and thought for a moment and wished to himself “I wish to be a boy again. No diapers, no panties, no dresses. Just to go back to normal again”. He waited a short moment really fantasizing of that wish before blowing out the candles. Sadly unknown to him, that wish would not come true in the foreseeable future and his destiny to wear girls clothes would only get worse in passing time.
Everyone cheered as the candles blew out leaving a somewhat dark room for a short amount of time. Susan, who was sitting next to him gave him a big sloppy kiss on the cheek as her hand went up John’s dress and grabbed a hard hold on his all ready hard pen-is. “I love you so much Johnny. Happy Birthday my sweet sissy”. She whispered in his ear as she squeezed hard on his pen-is which caused him to get harder and do a small girlish squeal. Janet Jones turns the dining room lights on and all Mrs. Stall and her saw was Susan hugging her feminine best friend.
Soon the cake cutter came out a large first piece of cake was cut for the birthday girl (boy). Mrs. Stall took the large slice and walked towards John. “In the Stall house we have a little tradition. We always feed the first slice to the birthday girl. Susan get out the special gift you made for Johnny while we were waiting for him”! Susan pulled out a large white and pink bib from a floria gift bag in the corner of the dining room. As quick as a jiffy she tied the bib around his neck which covered most of the front of his new pretty dress. The front of the bib had embroidered floral patterns pink lace and ribbons along the sides of the bib while in the middle the words “Sweet Sissy Johnny” was embroidered in cursive letters. “We wouldn’t want your new expensive pretty party dress to get messy from the cake” Susan said matter of factly. She removed his dress hat and replaced it with a pink girly pointy cardboard birthday hat.
Barbara stall loomed forward over John with the large pink cake slice. “Open up sweetie, in the Stall house, the messer the feeding, the more luck you have for the year”! As soon as Mrs. Stall said those words, John tried to comprehend what it meant before the entire large slice of cake was smeared across his all ready made up face. His mother, Susan and Barbara Stall laughed loudly as his face was soon covered in the sweet sticky mess. He noticed the grip Barbara had on his face was hard and tense. She so was hurting him as she crushed his cheeks together smearing more and more cake all over his face. John could tell she was anger at him and was secretly physically abusing him unknown to his Mother and Susan. He began to Yelp in pain before Mrs. Stall’s fat and large hand began shoving his open mouth full of the remaining slice of cake which caused him to lightly choke and cough. All the real ladies in the room were still laughing so loudly at John’s pain as Susan videoed everything on her phone.
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Sweet to see you back this is a great story. I was wondering could mommy or Su want to make him more mentally a sissy by brainwashing him like one of them or they get a female hypnotist to use mind control for greater humiliation even thou she (he) tries to resist. Thank you.
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This such a cute and humiliating party!
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Has her cake and eats it too,, chockingly..and at the hands of Dominant Women..
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I just gotta say from the bottom of my heat THANK YOU. Last month this story hit over 100K views. This has been a work in progress for over 4 years so I just wanna say thank you for being so patient with me. I first discovery this world of online stories as a young teenager. As a secret closest sissy I always dreamed of the perfect story. The Ultimate fantasy. I’m glad you as the readers enjoy my ultimate fantasy. As always comments and suggestions are always welcomed.
After the feeding John’s face was covered in cake at least an inch thick. Some even got into his ears somehow yet he could still hear everyone’s loud laughter. He managed to clear his throat and cough out the reaming pieces. His mother came with a wet paper towel to clean his face as if he was a real baby. “Your very lucky to have on that bib. I would have been very upset if you gotten cake on your pretty party dress”. John was upset with the statement, “you gotten cake” as if he had any control of the situation. Soon the thick layer of cake was wiped away from his face and the pieces of cake were cut for everyone. John noticed his piece was by far the smallest of the 4. Susan’s slice was practically a quarter of the cake. Barbara’s piece was also a large portion. He observed The Stalls eating like pigs and loudly said how good it was and how it was almost as sweet as Johnny.
John was quiet during the cake. His piece was so small he finished it rather quickly while The Stalls and his mother talked all about there shopping sales from Black Friday. Talked all about the clothes they got and what a fun day it was. John got bitter as they talked. Here he was, the weekend of his birthday and he was cleaning the Stalls toilets on his hands and knees while they went out shopping. Susan and Barbra helped themselves to another large piece of cake finishing off his sweet 16 birthday cake. Between them both they ate over half the cake. He Shuddered thinking of the large bowel movement they would make and cleaning the skid marks off Mrs. Stall’s toilet earlier today.
After the cake was finished a large pile of presents were pushed in front of Johnny. All the presents were wrapped in pink and floria wrapping paper. In the past it would have been a good birthday haul but he had the feeling he wasn’t going to like any of the gifts he was about to receive. The first item he opened was a birthday card. The front had a ballerina in a pink ballet costume with a sweet tutu and the front of the card said “Happy birthday to a wonderful daughter”. He opened the card with the image of ballet pointe shoes and the message “Johnny, the last few months have been a big change for all of us, but I’m so happy I can be there and help you for the change. I love you beyond words my sweet sweet girl. Love Mommy” his stomach hurt reading the awful message that he didn’t even realize two tickets in the card.
“It’s front row center for the ‘Nutcracker’ production Susan’s in. It’s for next month and I’m so excited for it. It’s going to be such a lovey day. I even made reservations for a nice lunch at a fancy restaurant near the theater”! Janet beamed with pride. She was so excited to now have a daughter to take to the ballet. John was still in shock about the message in the card that he managed to say “Thank you” while holding back tears. Janet thought they were tears of joy but actually they were sorrow because John hated this new life so much. Soon a large square box was in front of him as he unwrapped it.
“Your Mommy has been telling us how good you have been about your bed wetting and telling her when you have to go to the bathroom. I talked this gift over with her and she’s ready for your next step. This was made with LOVE by Susan and I”! Barbra proudly said. John untied the white bow and unwrapped the pink paper. Inside was a cardboard box. When he opened it he was in confused at first. It was some kind of pink plastic stool. As he pulled it out of the box he than concurred what it was. It was a pink and white potty meant for a small child. In glittery text the words “Johnny’s potty was written across the front of it just under the seat. Stickers of butterfly’s, fairies and flowers covered it. “Now no more asking for the toilet. You can go whenever you want in your very own potty! Janet said so sweetly and confident.
John couldn’t understand how he could still feel new levels of humiliation but here he was. Holding a pink and white potty that was his new means of going to the bathroom. Pictures of him holding the potty were taken as Susan grabbed it from his hand. “I think we should take it for a test drive”! She said laughing loudly. She placed It on the floor next to the kitchen table. John caught up in the frenzy of the birthday madness didn’t even know how to compute. Before he realized what was happening he felt Susans’s large hands go up his dress and tug down his frilly pink panties down by his ankles. In a flash Barbara pushed John down on his new potty. His dress bunched up around his waist as everyone laughed and clapped there hands with excitement. Pictures and videos being taken as he was now holding up his dress as best as he could. “Will give you 10 minutes to do your business while we clean up. Just let us know if you tinkle sweetie”. Janet said as she gathered up the plates and began to clean up. The potty was meant for a child so his knees were up to his chest as Susan and Barbra looked down at there small sissy captive.
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Eventually, Susan and Barbara walked into the kitchen to help Janet clean up and to give John some privacy. He sat had several more presents wrapped for him on the kitchen table. His legs started to weaken from crouching so uncomfortably onto his potty. He figured if he just peed a little bit he could stand up and the pain would be over. He closed his eyes and just thought about peeing when a small tinkle came out. After several seconds he was done. “Mommy, I finished tinkling” he managed to say sweetly. He figured he was all ready giving an academy award winning performance, how could it be any worse by making it better.
Janet was ecstatic with his potty performance. “Oh my god Barb, thanks for the idea of the gift. I had no idea it would work so quickly. You should really write a book on curing teenage bed wetting. John could be a theist study on the subject” she beamed. Susan pulled him up off the potty much to the relief for his sore legs but noticed she was stepping on his panties. His dress covered his manhood but by natural reaction covered up his privates. Susan noticed his embarrassment and smiled “Johnny, why even cover up your little boy bits? Everyone in this room has seen it many times by now” which caused everyone to laugh. “Seeing his panties on the floor just reminded me. I think we forgot one of the most important birthday traditions. BIRTHDAY SPANKINGS”!!! Barbra loudly said with excitement.
In a flash Barbra grabbed John by the wrist as she sat down on an old antique armchair. She pulled him onto her lab so fast that the panties which were around his ankles fell off and now we’re on the floor next to him. “Susan, may your shoe do the honors”? Barb asked. Susan all smiles slipped off her trendy large black ballet flat and handed it with glee to her mother. John felt the full strength from Mrs. Stall for the second time today. The grip she held him at, he knew there was no way John could get out of. If he struggled, he would just look more ridiculous and weak. So he just sat there with a goofy confused grin on his face just getting ready to take it. He figured it would be light fun playful slaps since it was his birthday. How wrong he would be.
The heel on the ballet flat was small but the pain it brought was extraordinary. John comically yelled “Ow”! Which only brought roars of laughter. Each spank brought more glee out of Barb, Susan and even worse his mother, after 5 spanks Mrs. Stall gave her daughter the ballet flat. Soon enough he was getting several more spanks not as hard but still stinging on his glowing red butt cheeks as Mrs. Stall still held a firm grip on poor little Johnny. After Susan struck Johnny 5 times Mrs. Stall told her to stop. “I think it’s Mom’s time to have some fun and deliver the last spanks”. She said with authority. Janet who had a smug smile on her face walked over to see her son blushing as red as his bottom. “Happy Birthday Sweetie”! As she did the last 6 spanks. While his mother’s spanks weren’t as painful they were even more humiliating. Everyone cheered with the sweet 16 spankings. “AND ONE FOR GOOD LUCK”! His mother shouted leaving the strongest and most painful spank of the night. Everyone was ecstatic with excitement as John just laid on Mrs. Stall’s lap. “Susan’s can you hand Johnny panties to him so we can finish up his presents”. Barb said. John just wanted to finish up this night.
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Susan handed John his pink panties. He was softy crying due to the spanking pain and humiliation. “Awwww sweetie, it’s ok, as the song goes ‘It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to’ it’s all in good fun precious.” Susan giggled. John Just quickly took his panties and slipped them up his legs and wiped the tears away. “Here, I think my personal gift to to you will really cheer you up”. Susan handed John two small box shaped presents.
John unwrapped the first box and was surprised at the sheer boldness of the gift. It was a box of “Tampax Pearl Ultra” 36 pack. He was literally speechless. “I know you like dressing up and pretending to be a girl, And I know it’s done wonders for your self-esteem and confidence, but I wanna show you it’s not all nice pretty little things. I think to really feel more like a woman, you need to know what it’s like to have a period. It will really give you a newfound appreciation for everything we have to go though” she said firmly. “Your other gift goes along with this one, go on open it”!
“Always Maxi size 5 27 pads.” Is what the new item said. “These kind of feel like your wearing a diaper which I know your used to. I got you the biggest size since I figured you would have a heavy flow since your diapers are always so heavy after your bed wetting.” Mrs. Stall smugly smiled while Janet seemed a bit confused at the gift. “And don’t worry, i figured it would be a good bonding friendship if we were on the same cycle. It will make it more manageable to get though it together. I’ll teach you how to use everything later”. She said with authority and more as a mother than a friend.
John baffled by how far they were taking his sissy hood was at a lost for words. “Susan, I have no idea what to say, Thank You. I truly feel like a young lady when I’m around you”. He managed to squeak out. Susan gave him a large bear hug and whispered in his ear “you better be thankful Sissy, if your nice and sweet when I shove those tampons up your ass, I’ll make sure to give you a little something for yourself”. John’s eyes bugged out by the extreme comment and Susan loudly said “It’s no problem girlfriend, I love being an older sister to you”! She said loudly to cover up the secret whisper she gave to John. Oh we still have one more BIG gift for you”!
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WHAT! You are going to leave me hanging,, What is the BIG gift??? Come on now,, I am all horned up..
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I just love this story so much! I check weekly just to see if there's another installment
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I frequently check back at Betty's hoping for another new chapter of this amazing story!
It has me in suspense so much and I am always wanting to read the next part!
Hope we hear from you soon Sissy Ballerina Boy!
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(Very short chapter but I’m going to try and be better in the new year about posting.)
Mrs. Stall pulled out a large black garment bag that had a hanger sticking out of the top of it. The smiles on Susan and her Mother’s faces were huge. The content’s of the bag interested his Mother and worried John. “Now I may have went a little overboard on this one, I really outdid myself but our little sweetie only turns 16 once. This was made with a lot of care and I can only hope get’s lot of good use out of it. “ her fat face contained a fat smug smile as she approached the clearly nervous and still sore butt of John. She handed him the bag which he was surprised that it had some weight to it. He gulped started to pull the zipper down.
His mother, Susan and Mrs. Stall looked on with extreme excitement reading his face to reveal the content of the garment bag. John fully unzipped it and pulled it open. He was confused at first. It was a large black piece of fabric, he knew that, but soon he started to relax his eyes and notice little details about it. White lace was all over the black piece of fabric. He then realized it was a dress of some sort, A woman’s dress for sure. He pulled it out of the bag and fully noticed it what it was. It was an extremely short black French Maid’s style dress. It looked more like a costume that an actual piece of fashion. He held it out not knowing what to say as Susan and Barbara Stall jumped up and down, cheered and clapped there hands. “It’s actually a dance costume that I saw in a catalog at Susan’s school. The moment I saw it I knew you had to have it. It’s a Black satin spandex leotard with white spandex insert and attached matching skirt. Separate white chiffon underskirt and white sateen apron. Lace, bow, sequin braid and jewel applique trim. Anddddd don’t worry, I didn’t skimp out on the accessories. I got gloves, head piece, several different types of panties to go with it, along with tights and stockings and…” she pulled out a black shoe box “Johnny’s first pair of high heels”! She pulled out a pair of black character shoes with a 3 inch heels. I figured he can get some practice in before we get him higher heels”!
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WHAT A LOVELY GIFT! I SHOULD BE SO LUCKY..
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John felt a shortness of breath and a pain in his stomach. How could this feeling of humility keep enchanting like this. His hands trembled holding the maid dress. Looking at it knowing he would soon wear this every day after school as he cleaned the house. He held back tears of shame as he looked up and managed to say “Thank you. It’s so pretty”. Susan could sense he was about to cry from the embarrassment and jumped to a plan. She noticed that John’s mother almost had a concerned face on her. He couldn’t have his Mother find out the truth that he hated wearing girls clothes. She couldn’t lose her Sissy at this important time of her three way revenge.
“Let’s go try it on. I’ll help ya Johnny” and she grabbed his hand and ran off to his bedroom still holding the dress. They raced down the hall way and ran into his bedroom. Susan was a bit out of breath because of her size and John was still emotional about his humiliating dress. “Ok listen here Johnny Boy. I can tell your getting upset and we can’t have you crying on your birthday. I decided on one last birthday gift to give you and that I know your going to love. I’m going to help you into this outfit. In return you are going to be so happy, funny, prissy, graceful and over the top. You are going to give the acting role of your lifetime. Instead of the Oscar for best actor or best actress” Susan giggled. “I’m going to give you the best birthday blow job you ever had. I been reading sites and watching videos and I think you will make a prefect test subject. So, do you want the best birthday blow job”?
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Truth be told, I for one NEVER came from a BJ.. My life was tore apart because of one that I do not even know if it happened ..that's another story. I would put that uniform on just to be out of my diaper and chastity,, if only for a little while..
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I would love to speak with you one day. I was drunk once and tried to call your number in your SN 9 times with no pick up. Someday.
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Fantastic as always. Hope to see a new chapter soon!
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I’m with sissyservant on bj's. It doesn’t seem very dominant…why on earth would a Woman want a male defect in her mouth? If she generously gives him an orgasm by hand (gloved, of course), she can reinforce her control by talking to him, and inexorably connecting in his mind sexual pleasure with service and obedience to her.
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(Blows dust off the cover of my story)
Hello everyone. I am so so sorry I never got around to writing more chapters. I had so major life events happen. Hope all is well and you enjoy this chapter. Let me know what you think!
John knew he wanted the blow job. He knew that most of the kids in his grade didn’t even have a blow job yet. His life the last few months have been in disarray, no matter what, he knew he had no real control anymore. Anything his mother, Mrs. Stall or Susan told him to do, he had to do it. He got a frilly maid costume that he now knew would be in his regular rotation of outfits. He knew he had to put it on and act like he loves it, so why not go over the top with his performance to get that all mighty blow job from his heavyset blonde bully who also was his best friend. He looked Susan right in the eyes and said “Can you help me get dressed in my new outfit Susan” in his best sweet voice. He smiled as he said it, he was thinking of that lovely blowjob.
Susan gave a smug and controlled look as she placed her hands under his dress and grabbed the front of his panties. She squeezed his member firmly with one hand as she slowly started to pull off the panties with her other hand. He got aggressively hard and she slowly pulled down his pretty pink panties. His pen-is was now a shade of color that almost matched his dress. Susan went down on her knees as he pulled his panties down by his ankles. He legs started to tremble as he grew harder by the second. She liked her lips as he pulled his dress up to his belly as she smiled at the erect pen-is. She now had a boy who had sexual feelings for her. Who got excited physically when she showed him special attention. It made Susan’s self-esteem go though the roof but it also gave her a power trip. She looked at her little sissy boy, her former bully begging her to put him in a frilly French maid dance costume. She loved how he could control him, and she knew that she had to strike and remind him where he was in the pecking order.
She quickly stood up and grabbed his dress by its sides and very quickly pulled the dress over his head. John was loosing his balance wondered what was happening. She went from sexy to all business so quickly. Soon she pushed his naked body down on the bed where his chest and face was down flat on the bed and his naked butt in the air. With her large man hands grabbed his butt cheeks firmly and almost pulling them apart. She moved close to his ear and whispered “first I gotta see your performance honey. I gotta know you really want this BJ sweetie” as she rubbed his ass firmly, “tell me what a sweet little maid your going to make downstairs”.
John was held firmly by Susan. His naked body was trembling as all his sexual feelings rushed though his head. The idea of the blowjob was practically making him c-um. He knew what he had to do. “Please Susan, let me wear my pretty new maid outfit downstairs. I wanna show my mom and your mother how happy I am to have it”. Susan slid her fingers into John’s butt crack, teasing her fat finger on the outside of his anus.
“Good job sissy” as she let go of his butt cheeks. John was still buzzing in excitement as she stood him up. Soon she pulled out a pair of ballet pink shimmering tights. He stepped into them as she rolled them up his long legs and didn’t stop till they were over his belly button. He was still clearly hard which made her smile as she held out the maid costume. He stepped into the leotard as she pulled his arms though the arm holes and placed the dress/leotard firmly and snugly over his shoulders. He was in a daze as she placed the frilly headpiece on top of his head and he barely even noticed that she was buckling up the black two inch heel character shoes.
“Now, I can still see your little pee pee though the leotard, we gotta get these panties on you”. She pulled up the black full bottom cheerleading briefs with the white silk ruffles on the butt and lace around the waist and leg holes. He stood straight and kept his hands at his side. He looked in the mirror, if he stood perfectly still, the skirt of his costume just ended at the middle of his butt. The white chiffon underskirt only slightly covered his pen-is bulge.
He looked briefly at the mirror but quickly moved his head. He couldn’t even look at
Himself. “One last thing” Susan grabbed John’s face and took out a very bright shade of red lipstick and began applying coat and coat in his large pouty lips. “Blot Johnny” as she put a tissue in his mouth. After several blots she looked him over beaming with power. “ITS SHOWTIME”!
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I'm glad it's back. What phase of revenge is Susan in at the moment?
Johnny hasn't been diapered in the day for a while. I frequently re-read his first weekend at Susan's house it's one of my favourite stories out there
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I have refrained from leaving a message till now as i wanted to get all caught up. Mrs. Stall seems very evil in a sneaky way so the sissy's mother doesn't pick up on it and goes along with everything.
Personally i hope for a little twist where our sissy gets some payback on Susan.
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read and reread,,, over and over,, great story..
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Hi Sissy ballerina boy,
I love this story and wonder if there is any chance of some more. it has been more than four months since the last installment.
Dancer4Fun.
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Dying to read more. Best story ever. Hope there’s a possibility of more baby treatment.
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Chime into the chorus of supportive folks. Even if I don't comment after every chapter. I check this place weekly hoping for more story.
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I am forever sorry I never add more. The worst part is I have the entire story planned. The ending. Everything . But just writing it down is so hard these days. I will try to really write more, I want to do bad you gotta believe me. I love you all and thank you for the kind words.
Also my wife gave me a strap on for Xmas and I am buzzing with excitement whenever she will use it on me.
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Hello Sissy balerina boy
The last chapter was fantasic! Ionly visit this forum to read your story. Watching Johnny become more and more like Susan`s Sissy, fascinates me.I`m curious about the sequel!
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Sissy Ballerina,
With the sad news of Betty's passing I fear this site won't be around much longer, but this story has been going for years and it would be criminal to not find out how it progresses and ends.
Is there a nother site/platform we are able to read how things turn out for Johnny?
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I still have a millions of ideas but always knew what was going to happen and how it was going to end. I will give you a super quick abridged version of what would happen to Mr. John Jones.
SPOILER ALERT!!!!!! Also trigger warning. Sexual assault
John would fall more and more into sissyhood. For Christmas he would get Ballet lessons (of course in Susan’s class with girls YEARS younger then them. They are 16 and the girls would be 11/12). He would be allowed to study as a boy for awhile (black tights and white t shirt) till Susan manipulates and gets him to admit to the teacher he wants to wear a girls costume for the recital (he would tell the teacher how he didn’t want to stick out as the only boy and wanted to look the same as everyone) the teacher playing Hardball tells him “Well, if your going to perform the role of a girl, you have to start coming to class dressed as part”. He would soon wear a black long sleeve leotard, pink tights and pink slippers. All the girls in the class love it. Susan would tell him that he’s signing up for Tap/Jazz in the summer and fall unless he wants to recital video showed around school,
Over the next year Susan gets John to join the cheerleader team. She tells him she will show all his dance recital videos and photos to the school if he doesn’t. He would eventually Be invited for a team slumber party (his mom picks out a pair of girly PJ’s) and he would spend the night at Cindy Rockwell’s house. By the end of the night, the senior girls haze the new team members by suc-king and deep throating several didlos, John included. Susan would come out in a football jersey with the black paint under her eyes wearing a strap on where she would take John’s anal virginity in front of the cheerleading team (no other girl had to suffer that humiliation only Johnny). There would of course be a video which puts John at the mercy of new awful and mean girls.
Being a cheerleader now at school becomes a new hell for poor Johnny. He has to do take like decorate the football players lockers on game day (the other girls would always put hearts and little sissy things like that on his poster). His cheerleading coach is another cold woman who loves to humiliate the poor boy. One day he forgets his Cheerleading briefs and has to wear the “loaner” pair in front of the whole team along with a little tank top.
The ultimate humiliation happens after the big game. The cheerleading team tells Johnny he’s going to a super special cheer slumber party. The girls get him drunk and convince him to get a fully slutty cheerleader makeover. His face is covered in make up and wearing a tiny cheer skirt and top. Hair made up with the big bow in the school colors.
As he at arrives at the party almost drunk he walks into one of the girl’s finished basement to find the entire football team waiting for him, today he learns what it means to be a cheerleader. He gets placed over the quarterbacks knee and giving a spanking in front of everyone laughing. He then gets fingered in his ass and soon is suc-king the QB’s big member. Slowly but surely every member of the team had their way with poor Johnny. He drinks so much c-um, suc-ks so much D and even gets his ass filled with football players think and big members all while everyone is laughing and recording him. It ends with him on the floor, covered in c-um and being laughed out.
The football team even brings out the Junior varsity football team and make it a game. Last guy to finish on him has to drive him home. He lays on the floor have load and white load gets blasted on him. Susan drives him home as he almost catatonic. Susan looses weight over the years and becomes one of the hottest girls in school. He still wets the bed and the story ends with Susan changing his diapers and cleaning the white loads off his body as she tucks him into bed.
The end.
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I do plan to finish the story someday. When I first starting writing it, I was engaged to be married. I have since be married for 7 years and now have 2 children. Crazy how time flys. I feel if this site closes forever, I wanted people to know how the story ends. Thank you all for being great supports and sorry if I let you down over the last 2 years with lack of updates.
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to me the ending was anti climatic. I really loved the story right from the start
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So these are my thoughts on the rest of the story.
I love how John then gets ballet lessons and ends up dressing as a girl (truly a sissy ballerina boy)
It's genius how Susan gets John to join the cheerleader team, and then attend a sleepover.
The story took a sexual assault turn briefly previously and from what I remember it wasn't well received (I personally was not a fan of it). I think I would enjoy the story more if John attends the sleepover and there are a number of dilemmas that could arise. What does Johnny do about diapers, there's an oppurtunity there to end up in them and the other cheerleaders find out. They're cheerleaders, Johnny is the only boy and has a strong reputation for being a sissy. I can see him wearing the female cheer uniform and perhaps having to give a show. I feel there is also scope for Susan to showcase the movie of their very first playdate weekend together, one of my favourite segments of this story that I frequently re-read over and over again (and alongside that a now video of Johnny as a sissy ballerina). That being said once this is shown Susan would lose her sissy for good as there is nothing left to pressure Johnny with. The events at the sleepover could go so many different ways.
I personally don't like the sexual assault element, the hazing especially is too much of a flight of fancy. I cannot see jock type footballers willingly engage with this.
This is your story however Sissy Ballerina Boy and I have enjoyed your talent at writing, this is by far one of the most viewed stories on this site and has had me frequently coming back to Betty's (it may have been the first story I read, certainly the first one I remember!) I hope you appreciate the honest feedback and would love to see this story completed someday on hopefully another easy to find platform
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Thank you Ballerina Sissyboy.
I realy enjoyed your story. Verry sad that it ended here. I especially liked how Susan made Johnny beg for her education. That was really great! I will often think of Susan, Johnny and Mrs Stall.
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one of my favorites,,, always excited when a new chapter was posted
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“One last thing” she handed him a little white feather duster as she opened his door and by force started to push him out of his bedroom. The character shoes were a type of shoe he wasn’t used to wearing and took small steps trying to get used to them. He was about to be at the top of the Staircase and his tummy rumbled with nerves. His own mother was going to see him put on the performance of his life of acting like a complete sissy little girl and pretending he was loving every minute. With one big deep breath, he gave the biggest smile and started to trot down the stairs in a very girly style while his hands were delicately swaying with the motions of his legs and the dress. He heard each step of the hard wood stairs click with the 2 inch heel. He saw the skirt/tutu bounce as he walked down the staircase that felt endless at this point. As he got to the last step he stopped in place, daintily picked up each end of the skirt/tutu with both hands and did a curtsy/grand plié. “I’m ready to serve you”! He squeaked out and his best possible girl voice. He looked his mother and Mrs. Stall in the eyes and all he could focus on was the large smiles they both had on their faces.
“Oh my god it’s better than I ever imaged. You look utterly gorgeous. This looks better than I ever dreamed”! Mrs. Stall beamed. Janet had a different style of smile on her. Seeing her son liked this, dressed like this, she couldn’t believe it. Sure the past months he was wearing diapers and plastic panties to bed, started wearing girl clothes, but this, seeing her teenage son like this gave her a new feeling. Power. She looked at her son that she created with her ex-husband. Her ex-husband that cheated on her, that never had time for her, that never had time for John. the ex-husband who was always late with alimony and child support. The ex-husband who always had a new excuse on why he couldn’t visit John. She looked at her teenage son, dressed in a frilly maid uniform, and saw this as the ultimate revenge against her husband. “Oh if you could see your only son now, who’s smiling and prancing around like a little ballerina kindergartener”. To her, this is what she needed for the last several years. She looked at her son, who will listen to her every words/orders. She finally had control in her life, and it was over her now sissy son, and she loved every minute of it.
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Glad to see his mother liked the out come. He is going to serve at the Stern's and his mother love it.
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Very happy this story is continuing!
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Jon pranced and minced gracefully around the living room acting beyond happy. He daintily used the feather duster to exaggeratedly dust around the room. All the real women in the house couldn’t keep their eyes off of him. He truly was a total sissy now.
His mother instructed him to do a modify version of his cleaning chores around the house to see how the dress felt. Soon he was on his hands and knees scrubbing the toilet which caused his skirt/tutu to rise up exposing his rows of frilly’s across his large sissy bottom. All three of the real women’s made sure to get pictures of that on their phones. Soon after cleaning up the kitchen his mother announced “All right birthday girl, it’s getting late and we know what happens if you don’t get a good night’s rest. Say good night and thank you for your lovely gift”. Jon skipped over to Mrs. Stall and Susan giving them a big kiss on the cheek saying “Thank you so much for the lovely dress. Just wearing it makes me want to clean and I feel so pretty in it”. He said with much enthusiasm. “The moment I saw it in the dance costume catalog I knew you had to have it. I was talking to your Mother and agreed to hire you once a week after school to clean our house. Your mother told me what an immaculate job you did on our house today and were very excited to have it cleaned weekly now and for the low low price of $20 dollars to clean the entire house. The cheapest professional cleaning service I found wanted $130 for an entire house cleaning. Your mother has the best rates for sure”. Mrs. Stall said smiling knowing she’s taking full advantage of poor Johnny. His heart sunk, he would now be wearing this outfit out of the house to clean large skid marks off the Stall’s toilets weekly. “And I’ll be keeping track of your money and keeping it safe. I have the feeling this could be a great new business for us. I am beyond thrilled of the current state of our house and I’m sure the Stalls will be soon. I know lots of women who would pay $20 dollars for a full house cleaning. If it goes well with the Stalls we could find new clients every day of the week”!
Jon had a worried smile that he was trying to hide. The last thing he wanted to be was a cleaning lady/maid everyday afterschool only making $20 dollars a house that he didn’t even get to keep. Soon the Stalls left, he was taking out of his maid uniform where it was put back in the garment bag and now hung in his closet. His mother took his Tammy Temperature which was somehow becoming slowly becoming a turn on for him. He would often close his eyes and image Cindy Rockwell or even Susan taking his temperature as they stroked his member. While his mother pinned his diaper on him she noticed he was half hard and gave a concerned look. Soon his plastic panties were pulled over his diaper and a pink baby doll nightie was put over his head. She wished Jon a sweet dreams and happy birthday as she kissed his cheek and stepped out of the room.
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I squee'd when I saw there was a new part. Thanks for continuing. I really love this story!
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What must be going on in his head when he lay in his bed whith an erection packed in a diapter and rubbe pants?
Jon must obey three women who make him their maid or be treated like a baby. All he can do is obey, act like a silly little girl and wiggle his bottom cutely.
I love Mrs Stall, Susan and his Mother!
I hope we experience more storrys about jonny!
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IF ONLY IT HAPPENED TO ME INSTEAD