Daddy Pee Pee.

[Sissy Poopsie]

Frank stood red faced as his wife Mary inspected the front of his best dress trousers. She tut tutted as she saw the damp spot on their crotch where he had dribbled after having just been for a pee. My God Frank not again she yelled at him, every time we are going somewhere important you do this. It's like living with a child not a supposed to be fully grown man.

Frank was just about try and defend himself from her attack when the living room door burst open and his step daughter coming bouncing into the room. What's all the shouting about mum she asked, adding the whole street can hear you. Mary trying to calm herself before answering says " oh sorry Jane dear for disturbing you but it's this one here it seems he can't even take a piss these days without wetting his knickers and trousers, honestly a child would make less mess.  We are going to meet Joan and her husband Bert for lunch and now because of daddy pissy panties here we are going to late. It wouldn't be so bad if it was a one of but it's happening all the time recently it seems. All his underwear have pee stain, honestly Jane if it continues I am considering buying him a nappy bucket to soak his undies in " she chuckles.

[Sissy Poopsie]

Jane giggles as she looks her step father up and down. She thinks of the times he has spoken harshly to her and also how he did his best to humiliate her in front of her mother and friends. She wants to grasp this chance to repay him and let him be the one being humiliated. She shifts her gaze to her mother " I couldn't help over hearing you say mother how daddy had been acting childish by wetting his pants but even children do their best to stay dry and clean themselves properly. If you ask me he is acting more like a toddler, no better than a 2 year old in fact. Maybe as well as his nappy bucket little Frank here needs a grown up to take him to the potty and help him clean himself properly afterwards " she laughs.

Frank has heard enough and he raged back at the 2 women " don't speak to me that way in my own house, I won't have it do you hear me. It was a simple accident nothing more than that. "

Mary laughs at him again " look Jane he is having a temper tantrum but I suppose it's to be expected from a big toddler like him. "

She looks over at him " I want you to go upstairs now and change your undies and trousers as you have made us late enough already. Do you think you can manage that on your own or do you need a grown up to help you? "  Trying his best not lose  his temper or show weakness he retorts " I will be more than able to do it myself thank you. "

He leaves the living room as he going he sees Jane talking in a low voice to Mary. As he reaches the top of the stairs Mary calls up to him " come down in just your underpants dear and bring a clean pair of trousers with you. Make sure there briefs and not boxer shorts sweety. "

He goes into the master bedroom and quickly changes out of his damp undies. He selects a pair of white briefs and puts them on. He picks a clean pair of trousers as he does so he wonder why she told him not to put them on but bring them with him instead.

[Sissy Poopsie]

Frank is livid by the time he reaches their bedroom. He searches in the wardrobe till he finds a suitable pair of dark dress trousers. Laying them on the bed he opens his drawer and pulls out a clean pair of black boxers. He then quickly changes out of his damp trousers and undies before slipping on his boxers. They feel good after getting out of damp things.

He picks up his trousers not happy about having Jane see him in just his undies but also wary knowing how angry Mary seemed to be earlier. On entering the living room he sees both women turn to face him " what are you doing wearing boxer shorts asks Mary, I expected you to be wearing a pair briefs. So get your butt back up those stairs and get some briefs on now and be quick about it. He stood for a moment in shock before scurrying quickly back up the stairs.

Once in the bedroom he quickly picked out a pair of briefs and changed out of his boxers into them. He couldn't understand why Mary was treating him this way especially in front of her brat of a daughter. He had given up long ago trying to get along with Jane as it was obvious to everyone the girl just didn't like him.

He was jolted out of his daydream by the sound of Jane calling up to him " what's taking so long up there little Mr Pissy panties,   does you need mummy to come up and change you? "

He now was really angry but answered as calmly as he could under the circ-umstances " I am just coming please don't speak to me like that. You need to start treating me with a bit more respect young lady. " He then headed back to the living room not sure what his wife's plan for him was.
 

[Plateguy]

Hi, I hope you continue this story.  It will be interesting to see what the ladies have in store for him

[Sissy Poopsie]

Walking into the living room I see Jane and my wife exchange looks which makes me feel uneasy. Jane looks me up and down saying " I have something here daddy to help with your little problem. So lets just undo your belt and trousers and we will soon have you fixed up. "

Before I can say a word she has my trousers and underpants down and she begins to giggle, if that's all he has to work with mum no wonder you bought yourself some bedroom toys.  I have seen bigger on little boys I have babysat.

My wife laughs and agrees with her which just makes me mad " how dare you speak to me like that you have no right to.  I am your step father and demand respect God dammit. "

She ignores me and instead shows me what she has been holding in her hand " this is going to be put in your undies little pee pee panties to soak up your dribbles. In case your not sure what it is then let me explain it to you. This is a feminine hygiene pad which will be attached to your knickers to soak up the dribbles. You will be expected to change them when wet so you need to carry spares. Oh and I think it's best that from now on you sit to pee. "

She moves forward and presses the pad into my undies before pulling them up my legs and snapping the waist band into place. My face scarlett and with my trousers still round my ankles I shout at her  " how dare you you bitch, I won't wear it, nor will I be sitting like a woman to piss. I am a man and like all men I will piss standing up. "

My wife slaps my face hard telling me " you will do as your told, if you dribble like a child then you will be treated like one. If you don't like the pad I am sure we can find something more appropriate for you. Would you rather be in a nappy and plastic panties? It can be arranged you know. I will get you a potty and start to potty train you all over again. Imagine having to ask Jane or myself to help you go potty. The more I think about it the more the idea appeals to me " she laughs while enjoying my humiliation.

By now I am squirming in shame at how I am being treated. I know my wife and know she wouldn't hesitate to carry out her threat. Blushing I beg her not to shame like this but it's no use she is pulling up my trousers and tightening my belt. I beg her not to take me out like this. My pleas seem to be falling on deaf ears as she gets ready to leave.

[Sissy Poopsie]

I was wondering if anyone out there thinks this story is worth carrying on?

I will add to it if there is interest in it.

[Baby Samantha]

Hi, I’d love if you could continue this story. All of your stories are absolutely wonderful. xx