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Re: Princess Buttercup's Trip to the Zoo
« Reply #14 on: November 02, 2020, 02:29:25 AM »
Great chapter !!


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Re: Princess Buttercup's Trip to the Zoo
« Reply #15 on: November 03, 2020, 01:34:15 AM »
CuddleBunns, I am loving this story.  Buttercup is having mixed emotions on this trip to the zoo. She is now going for her first diaper change and can't believe that she has regressed so far.


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Re: Princess Buttercup's Trip to the Zoo
« Reply #16 on: November 13, 2020, 07:46:18 PM »
Thank you so much for the positive feedback everybody. It makes me feel so good to know that people enjoy reading these stories as much as I enjoy writing them. You're all so great <3


 It took an agonizingly long time to find a private restroom where my cousins could change me, but much to my relief we eventually stumbled upon a somewhat secluded handicaped bathroom near the back of the zoo. Had Beth gotten her way and we had stopped to see the lions and elephants on the way there, it may have taken even longer to locate, but thankfully Jenna decided to be true to her word and try to get me into a fresh diaper as fast as she possibly could. I won't lie and say that I was proud of her for making my experience slightly less uncomfortable and humiliating than it could otherwise be, but a part of me was relieved that she was at least trying to follow through on her promises. Knowing my cousins, that could very well be a luxury that I may not have for long.
 
 When I eventually did find myself entering into the small secluded restroom, I was more than happy to comply with Jenna's demands as she propped open a large babies changing table in the corner of the room and signaled me up onto it. With a little help from Beth, I soon found myself climbing into position and lifting back my skirt as Jenna untaped my wet (although by now, significantly less warm) diaper and tossed it into a nearby garbage can. She began removing changing supplies one by one from my diaper bag as I stared downward at my now exposed lower half, which was completely bare and naked except for my frilly socks and juvenile barbie sneakers. Not even a single strand of hair stood to cover up my uncannily smooth legs, an aspect of my appearance that had always made me feel under-developed compared to my peers. Jenna then grabbed a baby wipe and began to efficiently clean my nether regions. The sensation of the cool cloth repeatedly rubbing up against me caused me to close my eyes and try to ignore how strange it felt.
 
  "Ooh look, somebody's getting excited!", Beth teased as my embarrassingly small pen-is began to stiffen before her eyes. I could not control when my body became excited, and at times like this it definitely had a tendency to work against my better interest. My face grew beet red seeing my body's reaction to this embarrassing predicament, and I moved my hands down to cover my crotch in shame. Jenna giggled at my pathetic four incher and swatted my hands away, before lovingly telling me to lift my butt so she could slide a new diaper underneath.
 
  "Don't pretend you don't enjoy this, Buttercup. Your little clitty speaks for itself", She said merrily as she slid the fresh white padding underneath me, liberally applying baby powder to my crotch until the entire bathroom smelled like a nursery. Within moments, the entirety of my manhood disappeared into a sea of white, the baby powder overtaking my pen-is and blanketing it until it was barely visible.
 
  "Oh my god! It's so small that I can't even see it anymore. You completely covered it up!", Beth cried out in amusement. Her sister casually returned a giggle as she pulled the diaper up and began to tape it around my waist.
 
   "Believe me Beth, I know. Why else do you think I call it her clitty?", Jenna responded, patting the front of my diaper as if to check whether she could even still feel it underneath all the padding. "Honestly, we could have done this in the main restrooms and I don't think anyone would have been able to tell. One look at that little thing and they'd be like yep...that's definitely a baby!" By now I was ready to die of embarrassment. I had always known that I was smaller than other guys my age, but hearing my lack of size being commented on in such a matter of fact way was really highlighting the fact that neither of my cousins viewed me as anything close to a respectable, normal male.
   
   Jenna then threw her arms around me and began to help me down, finally strapping me into my stroller so we could continue on with our journey across the zoo. Not many people seemed to notice the odd duo of teenagers emerging from the handicaped bathroom with their babified sissy pet, but nonetheless I immediately resumed my game of trying to avoid eye contact with anyone and everyone that could possibly see me. From there we decided to hit up some of the exhibits that we passed on our way to the bathrooms, effectively moving throughout the zoo in the reverse direction from which we came. Upon Beth's insistence, we made a b-line straight to the lion exhibit.
   
   To be completely honest, I don't know why people love to watch the lions so much. In the wild they are powerful majestic animals, but as I sat watching them in my stroller they seemed to do nothing but lay there and lick their paws in boredom. I watched Beth run off ahead of us as a crowd of people lined up against the fence, almost climbing over each other in anticipation of seeing the large cats in all of their glory. Jenna stood back with my stroller and rolled her eyes, clearly sharing my sentiment towards the lackadaisical beasts. For once I was just glad that all eyes were fixed on something other than me. I almost began to doze off when I saw Beth return with an apathetic look on her face. Clearly, the lions would not be getting any glowing reviews.
   
   From there we made our way through multiple other exhibits. As we moved from animal to animal, Jenna seemed to delight in pulling out her phone and taking pictures of me at any chance she could get, especially when an exhibit included any sort of artwork or standees for me to pose next to. Both her and Beth also seemed to relish in the act of treating me like an actual child, quizzing me on what the animals were and what kind of noises they make. I would have no choice but to keep my voice down and try to answer them as quietly as I could, hoping nobody around me noticed. This seemed to work relatively well, at least until one elderly lady at the baboon exhibit tried to strike up conversation with Jenna and Beth about me. In her defense, she seemed a bit senile, and thankfully seemed to believe that I was an actual toddler learning about the animals for the first time.
   
   This pattern of sight-seeing seemed to go on for at least a couple of hours. Eventually, however, my cousins realized that the two of them were hungry. It was time to grab some lunch. I was not quite as famished as they were, but in all fairness you don't burn many calories when you're being pushed around in a stroller all day. We made our way back down the path to the center of the zoo, where a few food stands stood in a semi-circle surrounding a seating area filled with wooden picnic benches. Jenna rolled my stroller over to a table and parked me there, telling Beth to keep an eye on me while she went to grab them each a hot dog. I sat in my stroller watching families happily chat and eat together around me as Beth busied herself with her phone, totally lost in her own little world. Suddenly, I heard a noise from nearby that nearly made me split myself in two.
   
   "Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?", came the words of a female voice that I instantly recognized. I quickly turned my head around and saw the tall, familiar figure who was now standing next to my stroller and staring down right at me. My eyes were immediately met with the sight of her well built thighs leading up to a shapely pair of hips covered in a tight pair of denim cutoff shorts. Her black band t-shirt contrasted against her brightly-dyed red hair, itself made more powerful by the multitude of shiny piercings scattered about her face. She gave me a sly smile as her recollection began to kick in and I began to freeze up in fear. Her name was Roxy, and she was the most popular of the goth and scene kids at my high school. She was also the girl that I had the biggest crush on.   

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Re: Princess Buttercup's Trip to the Zoo
« Reply #17 on: November 16, 2020, 06:37:37 PM »
 I felt like I was ready to shatter into a million pieces under Roxy's curious gaze. Desperately, I began trying to think of a response without giving my identity away. "Uhh...I dunno. Probably not", I fibbed unconvincingly. Beth's attention soon turned away from her phone and she tilted her head up to look at the commotion going on next to her. A sadistic smile appeared across her face.
 
 "Who's this, Peter?", Beth asked in an innocent voice, as if she was completely unaware of what she was doing.
 
 The fact that she called me Peter seemed like it was an intentional choice. Not once since these humiliating games of sissification began had she ever referred to me by my actual name, and it was clear she was trying to expose me. I watched in horror as a knowing look suddenly began to appear across Roxy's face. It was the kind of look someone gets when they finally figure out the answer too difficult riddle, or discover who the perpetrator was in a game of who-done-it. I began to get the feeling that my worst nightmares were quickly going to become a reality.
 
 "Peter? Wait a minute...I do know you! You're Peter Anderson, the guy who sits across from me in Ms. Hazel's Geometry class!", Roxy said excitedly. "You're the shy one, right? The one who doesn't really talk to anyone? What the heck are you doing here dressed like this?"
 
 My body began to shake nervously. "Well, you know...I lost a bet. It's just part of a silly game, that's all!", I managed to answer despite the apparent nervousness in my voice. All I could think about at that moment was getting as far away from this place as possible. Unfortunately, I was too much of a wuss to make a break for it.
 
 Beth let out a small giggle and patted me on the head. "Oh come on sissy, you know it's rude to lie to strangers", she said, before turning to Roxy and continuing, "Our little Buttercup practically begged us to dress him up like this and take him to see Princess Brittney perform later. Britteny is his favorite performer of all time. He has all her posters and everything. We know he doesn't have many friends at school so we try to indulge him and make him happy from time to time. It's what he wants, really." The fact that Beth would lie and throw me under the bus like that made me furious. Especially since I'd been complying with her every demand so far.
 
 I expected Roxy to laugh, but instead she just raised one eyebrow and began studying me more closely. "Right...kind of weird but okay..." she pondered aloud. Her eyes seemed to eventually land on the lower regions of my skirt, causing me to sweat nervously in terror. I didn't know how obvious my diapers were, but I was beginning to think they might not be as well hidden as I had initially thought. My suspicions would soon be proven correct when Roxy grabbed the edge of my pink frilly skirt and pulled it up, fully revealing the entirety of my embarrassing white padding. She placed a hand over her mouth and gasped. "Oh my god how cute! Baby even has a nice pair of pampers. I suppose these were his idea as well?"
 
 "No, I take full credit for that one!", came an amused voice from behind Roxy. She turned around to find Jenna returning with two hot dogs, handing one to her sister and placing the other at her spot on the bench. With her hands now freed, she extended one arm to greet the red haired teen and formally introduced herself. "My name's Jenna, and that's my sister Beth. I'm guessing you probably already know little Buttercup here. What's your name?"
 
 Roxy accepted Jenna's request for a handshake and returned one in kind. "My name's Roxy. I'm a classmate of Pete's. Although I don't really know him all that well...clearly." Roxy responded while shooting questionable looks in my direction. It was like she was still trying to figure out what to make of me. Either way, she seemed highly amused. She continued, "I was here waiting for my shift to begin as a stagehand in the Princess in the Park event later this afternoon, when I saw Pete from across the food court and thought that he looked familiar. Is this a regular thing for you guys? I won't lie, it's kind of weird, but he honestly looks kind of adorable. Pathetic as all hell, don't get me wrong, but also very cute."
 
 My face grew more and more red as I sat there listening to the girl of my dreams talk to my captors about me as if I truly was a little toddler girl. I wanted to speak up and defend myself, but what could I possibly say? The proof was in the pudding, and it would be impossible to get her to unsee something like this. It didn't take a genius to figure out that our chances of being together just went from slim to none.
 
 Jenna began digging around inside of the diaper bag before pulling out two large containers of gerber baby food. When I saw them I gulped in anticipation, knowing what was probably going to happen next. Jenna continued to chat casually as she unsealed one of the containers and began preparing for my very public feeding. "She does make a very cute baby girl, doesn't she? Me and Beth have been dressing Pete up in pretty outfits since he was a little boy. We probably started when he was about four years old or so. Honestly I think he loves it as much as we do. It's only recently that we decided that he'd be better off as a big baby, though. Don't you think it suits him well? He certainly acts like a baby sometimes."
 
 Roxy giggled and nodded. "Oh yeah, it definitely suits him well alright. I always thought Pete might be kind of gay, mostly because I've never seen him with a girl, but I never figured he was this much of a sissy. I guess it makes sense though. Is this what you want, Pete? Do you want to be a pretty princess and wear diapers like a baby?"
 
 Seeing Roxy so amused by my misfortune made my eyes well up with tears. "No, it's not like that Roxy. I don't want this at all", I tried to beg and plead. "They made me dress up like this. I'm not a sissy, I...mmphp!" Suddenly, I found myself being muffled by the force of a small plastic spoon full of baby food. The lukewarm mush felt absolutely disgusting in my mouth.
 
 "Shhh...be quiet and eat your food while the adults are talking, princess", Jenna commanded as she continued to spoon feed helping after helping of baby food into my mouth. Roxy shook her head and laughed upon seeing how easily I was able to be tamed by my two beautiful cousins. I don't know if she had any respect for me to begin with, but after seeing how easily I had let them expose me to humiliation after humiliation, I was willing to bet that any small ammount of respect she could have possibly had for me was gone. Small tears began to fall down my face as I sat there listening to Jenna, Beth, and Roxy idly chat away about my entire predicament while I sat there forced to endure the act of being fed like a toddler in front of the entire zoo. Eventually the first container had been completely emptied, and it was time for me to consume my second entire helping of baby food.
 
 I then saw Roxy get a mischievous look on her face as she saw Jenna begin to unseal the second jar of food. "Hey, mind if I feed her? I babysit a lot, so I have lots of experience." Jenna happily agreed and handed the feeding supplies over to Roxy, who sat down next to me close enough that I could get a good look down her shirt. Although I tried as hard as I could not to look, the sight of her large breasts underneath her loose black t-shirt caused my tiny pen-is to begin growing hard. To be honest, I think she may have noticed, but I highly doubt she cared. Roxy dug one spoonful of brightly colored mush out of the glass container and brought it to my lips. "It's time for more num nums, Buttercup!", she teased in a sing-songy kind of voice, before pushing the spoon into my mouth for a second helping. The way she said my nickname, I could tell she was beginning to have fun with this in a similar way to my cousins. By the time I was done eating, my entire face was covered in disgusting orange-yellow mush, just like an uncoordinated baby that has trouble feeding themself.
 
 "Awww that was really nice, what a good little baby you are", Roxy said with a friendly pat on my diaper as she handed the empty jar and spoon back to Jenna. "But you two should really think about getting your little baby a bib. Her face is absolutely nasty!" The three of them laughed and agreed that a bib would definitely be a necessity from now on, since I was obviously such a messy eater. By the time Jenna began wiping down my face with a baby wipe, Roxy realised that she had to begin setting up for the Princess in the Park event, but kindly let Jenna and Beth know that she would be happy to babysit for them any time, and that if we wanted to see her again after the show we were more than happy to. Finally, before leaving for good Roxy pulled out her phone and took a selfie of her and I with my entire face in full view of the camera. Whatever happened from here on out, I was certain my secret was no longer safe, and I began to panic for what the future might bring.

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Re: Princess Buttercup's Trip to the Zoo
« Reply #18 on: November 18, 2020, 01:44:39 PM »
I wonder how they'll get Pete to comply now as he only wet his diaper based off the threat of releasing his secret. Surely he won't let them take him to princess in the park event now?!

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Re: Princess Buttercup's Trip to the Zoo
« Reply #19 on: November 18, 2020, 02:41:47 PM »
CuddleBunns, You are really turning my crank with this story.  I think it would be fun to be in Buttercup's situation.  Now that his secret is out, he is about to go further down the rabbit hole.  Roxy's request to babysit will be another embarrassment for Buttercup.

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Re: Princess Buttercup's Trip to the Zoo
« Reply #20 on: November 22, 2020, 05:47:15 PM »
Pete should be happy, cos if he's lucky he might get to spend time more time with Roxy than he ever would have otherwise.  I hope you'll relate the babysitting sessions in detail!

 

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