Mr Macho's days are over.

[Baby Samantha]

I've really been missing the regular updates to this amazing story. I hope you are continuing to feel better and will be able to post a further update soon. Love Samantha x

[Sissy Poopsie]

I will update it again soon promise..😊

[Baby Samantha]

I hope you will be able to post another update soon. This is one of my all time favourite stories. x

[Sissy Poopsie]

Baby Samantha I have took a break from the story and thought no one was still reading it.

I am re reading it and in the next few days I will write more. To be honest I am looking forward to adding to big bad Jim ( Jemima's ) continued downfall.

Watch this space.😁

[Baby Samantha]

Oh thank you - I can't wait x

[Sissy Poopsie]

  Chapter 25

I slowly awake still suc-king on my pacifier. It feels strange waking from a deep sleep knowing it is so early in the day. I kick the duvet of myself and raise myself onto my knees whilst peering through the bars of my crib. It is going to take some adjusting to having to sleep in this baby cage. It suddenly hits me that if Kath and Susan have their way I will never be able to have sex or be with a woman in anyway again. Surely I have been punished and humiliated enough now and Kath hopefully soon will allow me to return to normal shortly. I pray she does as I hate what's happening to me.

I am jolted from my thoughts by hearing the bolt being opened on the outside of my door. Kath sticks her head round the door with a huge grin on her face " there's my whittle Babykins, did hims have nice nap then " she asks?

I feel my face get red with blushing but not wanting to get her mad I simply nod " yeth mommy meesth hads a good sweepy bye byes."

She smiles  but in a way that lets me know she is relishing her domination over me " mummy is glad to hear it sissy. Now let's get you out of your crib so we can do a quick nappy check then get you dressed. Miss Karen will be due back soon, then we can will have lunch. Actually baby I was thinking since Karen is going to be teaching me golf and we will be seeing quite a lot of her from now on, I think it would be nice that you call her aunty Karen rather than Miss what do you think baby?


Before I even get a chance to reply she laughs and wiggles her finger at me and says " goodness what a silly mummy I am. Imagine asking a one year old sissy baby for such a grown up opinion. Sorry baby mummy was being silly what I meant to say is from now on you !! will !! call her aunty Karen okay? "

She pulls me out of the crib and I sniffle my reply yeth mummy otay. She thrusts three fingers deep inside my plastic panties to do a nappy check.

She wiggles her fingers round my groin area whilst I stand there with my head bowed in shame. Pulling her hand out she informs me " your wet but with your double nappies your good for a few more wettings. So let's get you dressed and make you look pretty for when aunty Karen returns.

She goes into the dresser drawer and pulls out a few items laying them on the crib. The first item she puts me into is a pair of ribbed white tights followed by a pair of pink and white frilly rhumba panties. I have never seen panties that looked more babyish or frilly.

She has me step into them and she pulls them up over my tights and plastic panties. She fluffs them out cooing and telling me how pretty they make me look. I cringe as she says shows me in the mirror the rows of frills which stretch across the bum of the panties.

Next she puts not one but two full body white petticoats on me. She fusses with them as she adjusts them till at last she seems happy. Lastly she dresses me in a babyish pink and white frilly dress. It is so short the skirt of  it barely covers my frilly knickers and the petticoats peek out of the hem of the dress. Lastly she brushes my hair and puts a white glittery Alice hairband in it.

Standing back she claps her hands " now your ready for when aunty Karen gets back sweetie. We are going to meet her at the door and I want you to give her a nice curtsey like you were taught to do at nursery school yesterday.

She has me do a few practise curtseys until she seemed happy with my efforts.


Okay my pretty one she tells me let's go to the living room. Onto your hands knees and crawl down to it, that's how you move about now isn't it mummy's little princess?

Looking up at her from the floor all I can do is sob " yesth mummy. " As I crawl along I am totally mortified. I feel the dress ride up over my hips and my whole ass is on display. Just as we are about enter the living room we hear the horn of my car outside and it's tyres crunching over the gravel on the driveway.

Kath hears it as well and calls out to Susan " she back we are going to give her a nice welcome back. Susan replies just coming dear.  Kath reaches down and takes me by the hand. Standing me up she fluffs out my dress.

Once she is satisfied with my appearance she takes a pacifier from her trouser pocket and pops it in my mouth. Susan arrives and gasps when she sees my outfit " my goodness Jemima your the prettiest pansy in the whole world I swear you are. "

Kath laughs and tells me now sissy best behaviour and nice deep curtseys for aunty Karen. I blush and nod yesth mummy.


To be continued.

[sweet baby katie]

Wonderful.  I love the acceptance of the regression, from the uncontrollable wettings, to the cute baby girl clothes.  I expect Jemima’s pleasure in her new life will deepen and increase in constancy as feelings of humiliation wane.