Secluded Cabin Sissy

[Andlat]

Krystalasbaby2017 - I don't know that he's getting off easy. Just consider what his twin sister will be wearing compared to his outfit. Besides, it's the first night of a long vacation. Still plenty of time for Jack to find himself in all manner of the girly outfits your dreams are made of.

Pierrylouys - Diane put him in a rather thick diaper. I don't know that he'll be getting a change tonight, but who can say?

[babycakes]

Another great chapter, Andlat.  And so soon after your vacation; much appreciated.

Thanks for the background reveal.  Denise seems like a very dominant woman, even to Diane.  Diane doesn't seem to feel Jack is all that bad but, rather, is being encouraged/manipulated by Denise.  The reveal furthers my suspicions that Denise's daughter is really her sissified son.  Can't wait to meet her/him.

At the conclusion Diane had just put Jack in 5 diapers, if my count is correct.  There was no mention of him leaving the nursery yet so wonder if he'll need to crawl as a result?  Also, surprised the plastic panties would fit such a bundle.  They must have been designed for a "special" diapering.  Finally, I like the cliffhanger in your reply to Krystalasbaby2017, "Just consider what his twin sister will be wearing compared to his outfit."  Could Jessie be getting some regression therapy?  Can't wait to find out.

[Plateguy]

Very much looking forward to more of Jack’s regression and how his twin sister handles it.  As someone with a twin sister it is intriguing.

[Andlat]

Jack sat on the couch, conflicted. On the one hand, he felt very grateful to be back in pants, but on the other, his fat diaper and the snugness of the pajama pants only made the entire affair embarrassing for him, especially since Jessie’s pajamas looked like those of a teenager. She wore a simple white t-shirt and shorts with starfish on them. He could not help but feel that she looked several years older than him, even without the diaper pressing against his fleece pants.  At least Jessie had not come down in time to see his pronounced waddle as he had slowly made his way from the nursery to the living room, clinging to his mom’s hand the whole way. He had suspected she had made his diaper thicker and that had proved it.

“Who’s going to pick the movie?” Diane asked. “How about Jack?”

“Cute jammies.” Jessie said as he waddled past her to look at the available movies.

“Jack, thank your sister.”

“Thanks.”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” He looked back at his mom in confusion. She mouthed a reminder to him.

“How am I supposed to curtsey in this?” Jack asked irritably.

“Like this.” Jessie demonstrated with the hem of her t-shirt. “Your turn, Jackie.” He sighed and mirrored her.

“Thanks for complimenting my pajamas.”

“Do it again without the attitude.” Diane said.

“But mom!”

“Do it again or we’ll go into your nursery and find you something that’s easier to curtsey in.”

“This is ridiculous.” He muttered. “Thank you for complimenting my pajamas.” He said, curtseying about as well as he could with his thick diaper and boyish clothes.

“Much better.” Diane said as Jessie squealed with laughter. “Now pick out a movie for us to watch please.” Jessie’s laughter only grew as she watched her brother slowly make his way over to the bookshelf of movies, leaning heavily on furniture to keep his balance as his legs swung out wide to compensate the ridiculous bulk between his legs. He almost fell over when Jessie asked his mom a question.

“Is his diaper thicker than normal?” Jack’s ears burned. Why did she sound so blasé about it?

“I figured we’re close enough to bed that I should put him in a diaper that’ll last all night.” Noticing Jack’s outraged expression, Diane added “just in case.” Jack just tried his best to ignore them, making his way over to the movies. He felt a bit of relief about being able to just sit down to look at them, although he wondered if he might have some trouble standing back up. Now that his mom had fully confirmed that she had made it thicker, he felt like he could feel every single diaper pressing against him, mocking him with its constant presence.

“I’ll be out of them tomorrow.” He mumbled to himself. He just wished he could convince himself that that was true.

“Oh!” Diane exclaimed, overhearing her son’s mumbles. “That reminds me! Jack used the potty earlier!”

“Congratulations!” Jessie exclaimed. Jack looked over his shoulder at them sitting side by side on the couch while he sat on the floor in his diaper and childish pajamas. How had this happened? It was just a coincidence though. He would just pick out a movie and then stand up and be back on equal footing with his sister.

“Thanks.” He said, pulling on the hem of his shirt in a sort-of curtsey. He hoped that he would not be expected to stand and properly curtsey. His effort seemed to please them, so he returned to finding a movie. When he picked, he crawled the short distance to the television and got it all set up.

“Ravagers?” Jessie moaned. “You’ve seen this movie a million times.”

“It was your brother’s choice, Jessie. Quit whining.”

“It’s so dumb.”

“Shush.” Diane said. “Come join us on the couch, Jack.” Jack used the TV stand to get back onto his feet, but the distance from it to the coffee table proved to be too much and he fell down on his bottom. “Good thing you have that padding!” Diane said as Jessie almost fell over from laughter. “Do you want my help?”

“No.” Jack said, his bruised ego on full display.

“Then just crawl over here. It got you to the television, so just swallow your pride.” It seemed sensible, but Jack was too stubborn to admit it. He pulled himself up with the TV stand again and gave it another shot. He thought that running would help, but he just ended up on the floor again.

“You look ridiculous.” Jessie teased. Jack glared at her.

“Don’t glare at your sister, Jack. Stop laughing at him, Jessie. He needs his diapers.”

“No, I don’t!” Jack yelled. This was all too much for him and his anger broke free. “I don’t need diapers!” The way his mom glared at him made him immediately grateful he had kept from swearing.

“Jacob Anthony! What have I told you about yelling?” Both Jack and Jessie froze as they always did when their mom took this tone. “I have half a mind to keep you in diapers until school starts again this fall! Is that what you want?”

“No.” He said in the smallest voice he had. It seemed to mollify her somewhat.

“I know you’re upset about them, but you’ve made it very clear to me that you need those diapers. It’s tough to get around in them and that’s frustrating, I get that, but you don’t need to take it out on me or your sister.”

“But”

“No buts, Jack. Now, are you going to watch the movie with us or is it bedtime for you?”

“I’ll watch the movie.”

“Then you need to behave. Your diapers are supposed to help you contain your accidents. They are not a free pass to behave like a baby. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“You may watch the movie with us, but I want you to promise to be a good little boy. Can you do that?”

“Yes.” He said with a bit more of an edge to it than he meant to. “I” he tried not to look at his sister. “I promise to be a good little boy.” Diane nodded.

“Thank you. Now crawl over to the couch or the chair or wherever.”

“I don’t want to crawl.”

“I can help you walk.” Jessie was clearly trying to appear helpful, but she had her usual predatory grin.

“No.” Taking his mother’s advice, Jack just swallowed his pride and crawled over to the chair, pulling himself up and into it.

“There. I’ve been saying it all day, Jack, but you better consider yourself on very thin ice by this point.” His mom said, giving him one of her trademark serious looks.

“Why isn’t the movie working?” Jessie asked.

“Oh.” Diane said. None of them had noticed, but the television was showing some strange error. “Incorrect Input?” Diane said. “I’m not sure what that means.” Jack was in no rush to get up and try to fix it himself, diapered as he was, so he remained still while his mom and Jessie tried to remedy the situation. Try as they might, they just could not seem to make the movie play.

“Did you try taking the disc out and putting it in again?” Jack asked from his chair. He wanted to be helpful, to earn back some goodwill.

“Duh!” Jessie said.

“Tone, young lady.” Diane scolded. She smiled gently at her son. “Yes, Jack. We did try that. I don’t think your movie’s going to work though. Jessie, how about you pick out a movie for us to try?” Jack groaned softly, but tried to keep a happy face. His face fell, however, when he saw her grab a bright pink case and put a familiar-looking disc in the player.

“Ponies of Periwinkle Park?” He moaned.

“Pretty Ponies of Periwinkle Park.” Jessie corrected. “Your panties put me in the mood.” She stuck her tongue out at Jack, whose face was now quite red.

“I don’t want to watch this!”

“Jack, get over it. It’s just a movie.” Diane said. “And Jessie, get that smug look off your face.”

“But mom!” The twins said in unison.

“I’m not watching this, mom.”

“Then you can go to bed.” Diane replied.

“I don’t want to do that either.”

“Then watch the movie.”

“This is f****** ridiculous.” Jack muttered darkly.

“What was that?” Diane said, coming right over to his chair and standing over him.

“It slipped out.” Jack said.

“That’s it, mister. Bedroom. Now.” Jack could feel the rage radiating off of her. She did not even give him a chance to stand up. She lifted him off of the chair and set him against her shoulder. He did not even realize she could still carry him! He tried to get free, but she smacked his thigh just below his diaper. “Stop.” She said. “Jessie, I’ll be right back. I’m putting your brother to bed.”

[Andlat]

(Little addendum to make an even better cliffhanger, en mon avis!)

“I have had it with your attitude, mister.” Diane said as she set Jack down on the changing table. He remained silent, terrified. How long had it been since he had seen his mom this angry? “I hoped that you finally got it into your head to behave, but apparently not.” He sat there as still as a statue, watching her. She was looking for something, but what? “I would’ve thought that soap would be enough for you to figure out that I don’t want you swearing.” She said as she looked.

“It was just one time, mom!”

“To say nothing of your spanking.” She continued as if he was not speaking.

“Mom, seriously. Why are you doing this?” He glanced to the open door to see if Jessie was sneaking a peek. She was not, but she could probably hear him from the living room anyway. He looked around the pink and white nursery as if he had never seen it before. “This is crazy!”

“What’s crazy is that I hardly even know you anymore. Those friends of yours are turning you into someone else.”

“What are you talking about? I like my friends. We just play video games and stuff.”

“You misbehave in school, you swear. It’s frankly shocking!”

“C’mon, mom. We’re just having fun.”

“Well, it stops now.” She found what she was looking for and came over to him. “Open your mouth.” He complied and she pushed the fat bulb of a pacifier into his mouth. He stared up at her inquisitively and she held her hand over the pacifier to keep him from spitting it out. “Since you can’t seem to keep yourself from swearing,” she slowly pulled her hand away, tentatively testing him. “And you’ve been behaving like a petulant little child all night, you’re going to keep this pacifier in your mouth as a reminder to be a what?” Jack could see in the mirror that the pacifier in his mouth was bright pink with a sparkly silver tiara on the front. “What do I want you to be, Jack?” He stared up at her. How was he supposed to answer with the pacifier in his mouth?

“A good little boy.” He mumbled around the bulb that filled too much of his mouth for his liking. She nodded and smiled. She could not believe how adorable he sounded. She almost wanted to keep coming up with things for him to say.

“Don’t you think you fell short of that?” He simply nodded. “Don’t you think you should apologize?”

“I’m sorry?” He said as best he could. She smiled and kissed his forehead. Was that all it took to appease her? He cautiously studied her. She did not seem mad anymore, but how could he be so sure?

“That’s better.” She said after a moment. “But I don’t think you deserve these jammies any more.”

“What?” Jack exclaimed. “I mean, what will I wear instead?” It was so difficult to speak with the pacifier in his mouth.

“Jammies off.” She said. He pulled his shirt off, but then had to lie back so she could remove his pants, leaving him in nothing but his absurdly thick diaper. He shivered as he looked over his body. He had fallen so far over the course of the day. “Now then, I know you prefer these plastic panties to the other ones you’ve worn. I’ll allow you to keep them on for the night, if you ask nicely.” She held up a finger to silence him. “But I am only giving you one chance, so make it count.” She pulled the pacifier from his mouth. “This goes back in right after.” She gently stroked his head. “Make it count.”

He looked down at the powder blue plastic panties. They only had a few small white bows around the waist, so they honestly were not that bad. He hated that he thought that, but it was what it was. How could he convince her to let him stay in them? His eyes widened as she wordlessly held up a pair of pink plastic panties festooned with lace and bows. He had better lay it on thick! Swallowing his nascent adolescent pride, he took a deep breath.

“Mommy, may I please keep wearing these plastic panties? I promise to be a good little boy!” The pacifier immediately returned to his mouth. He had no way to know if he had succeeded or not.

[Plateguy]

Hi Andlat, I am glad Diane has explained why she is treating Jack this way.  I was wondering how long it would be before the pacifier came out.  Thanks go a great chapter.

[Andlat]

Hi Andlat, I am glad Diane has explained why she is treating Jack this way.  I was wondering how long it would be before the pacifier came out.  Thanks go a great chapter.

Glad you're enjoying it! I figured that poor Jack has been in the dark for long enough. It's not like he can really do anything to dissuade his mom now that she's taken him this far.