So later that day Mrs Johnson arrived with 6 girls in tow - her daughter Tess and two of her friends also from Brian’s class, her toddler daughter Jackie and two other girls from the class behind Brian’s. When they were shown into Brian’s room they were amazed.
Brian looked up from his play-pen with a doll clutched under one arm and a rattle on the other hand, suc-king hard on his soother. “Oh isn’t he adorable!” “What a pretty dress – oh look at that bonnet!” “Where did you get those lilac tights!” “Look, his play-pen is extra large! I bet he can’t get out of it.” There was tittering. “And look at his cot. That must have been made specially to keep him in!”
“Can we put him in the high-chair?” “We must change his nappy first”, his mother interrupted. “Then you can give him his evening bottle and feed and put him to bed.” Brian squirmed in the soggy nappy he’d being sitting in for the last hour. His mother wanted the girls to have a real life nappy change for practice.
His mother opened the pen and he got to his feet. “Oh look at his matching frilly nappy cover!” Mrs Johnson noticed the extra large changing table. “Gosh this has been built into the wall!” “Yes well I had to sign Cissy in to the nursery for a year to secure the place.” “So Brian is going to be in nappies for a year!” Tess echoed and all her friends giggled.
Brian climbed up on the changing table eager for this to be over with. There was lots more tittering as his frilly nappy cover was removed and then they peeled off his lilac tights before the real work began.
Brian suc-ked hard on his soother looking up at the ceiling through the lace trim of his bonnet as they removed his plastic pants. There were lots of ‘ew’s and giggles from the girls as his soggy cloth nappy was revealed. Mrs Johnson unpinned it as Brian held his lilac dress and petticoats back.
Needless to say that they were all fascinated by the chastity device that encased Brian’s boy parts. Tess explored it with her hands while one of the other girls joked that they should get one for her brother. With the close attention from Tess, his member started to enlarge. He tried to think of something else but she smiled prettily at him on seeing his attempt at arousal. They all came in to have a close look at how he pressed against the limitations of the small tube and squirmed uncomfortably.
He had to lie there with his nether regions exposed to the girls for what seemed like ages while his mother explained the creams and powders and the importance of keeping him hairless around there. He had to turn over with his bottom on show while the girls took turns to rub creams in and powder him.
Little Jackie came around in front of his face to giggle at him suc-king hard on his soother while his bare bottom was in the air. Eventually Tess wrapped a clean cloth nappy around him and Mrs Johnson displayed how to ensure that everything was tucked into his elasticated plastic pants by pushing Brian’s legs up in the air. Then his tights and nappy cover were restored.
Immediately the girls wanted to put him in his high chair for feeding. They eagerly strapped him in and clicked the tray in front of him. One of the girls fetched his bottle while Tess took out her camera phone. Brian whimpered through his soother and looked desperately at his mother for support. But she said nothing and Brian could hear the camera click as he squirmed against his harness and kicked his lilac legs.
The other girls took out their phones and followed suit. Brian was helpless as they photographed and videoed him in his high chair. Then there was discussion about which social media was best to share it on to get to all their school mates. Brian started sniffling as he realized that all his school friends were going to see him in his lilac baby dress, bonnet and tights, strapped into a baby’s high chair, suc-king on a soother.
Tess held his petticoats up to make sure that his frilly nappy cover could be seen and the bulge of his nappy underneath. Then she got a friend to hold her phone while she made a video-diary type recording. “We have just changed Baby Cissy’s nappy and here comes his bed-time bottle.” She pulled Brian’s soother out and they were all amused at his clear displeasure at that but Tess pushed the teat of his bottle in firmly and held it up so he had no choice but to start suc-king.
This was followed by spoon-feeding him some pureed vegetables. They loved the way he winced at the first few mouthfuls but gradually became resigned to having to clear the plastic bowl.
The girls were delighted with his pink sleeper and were quick to undress him and button him into it. He was pushed into his cot and the side bars were raised. “It looks like he wouldn’t be able to get out of this.” “No, Mummy can be sure that Baby Cissy will stay in his cot all night.”
“What did you do with his bed?” Mrs Johnson asked. “It’s in the spare room” his mother answered. “Jackie needs a proper bed now, could we borrow yours?” Mrs Jackson suggested. “Sure!” “Nnnggghh!” Brian protested from the cot and they all laughed at his helpless objection.
“In fact we were about to redecorate her room – she’s no longer into the pink fluffy stuff anymore, are you dear?” The three-year-old shook her head and made a face and then looked at Brian in his pink footed sleeper and was happy that she was too big for baby stuff like that now.
“We have a set of drawers that we could swap for that one for instance”, Mrs Johnson continued. She had a discussion with Brian’s Mum outside the room. When they returned his mother was holding a roll of black bin bags. “Girls would you put Brian’s old clothes into these bags please.” “Hhhnnnggg?”
The girls were only too eager to empty the contents of the drawers and wardrobe into the bags, leaving just his pink, yellow and lilac baby dresses hanging prominently in the wardrobe. “Nnnnggghh!” Brian protested desperately as he shook the bars of his cot.
But his set of drawers was removed from the room and a few minutes later the mothers brought in the replacement from Jackie’s room. They placed it in the corner and stood back. It had three drawers with the words “Nappies”, “Plastic Pants” and “Nappy Covers” carved into them and painted in pastel colours. “Perfect”, his mother said as Brian whimpered through his soother. He stared desperately through the bars of his cot as the plastic bags were all removed from the room.
Brian turned restlessly in his cot for hours that night with the knowledge that his clothes were now gone and all he had to wear were three baby dresses with matching bonnets, frilly nappy covers and tights. His room was furnished completely appropriately for his year in nappies. The girls had worked out a rota so that at least one of them would have a chance to change his nappies and feed him every day.
The room had been full of happy smiling faces as he was tucked into his cot for the night, clutching a teddy bear and suc-king hard on his soother. The girls’ phones bleeped every few seconds as another person liked or shared the photos and videos. His mother turned out the light saying “Sweet dreams!” It was more like a nightmare!
� Betty Pearl's Sissy Stories 20.1
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