Miss Grace's School For Petticoated Boys.

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Book Two.



                                  Chapter One.



                BED-TIME ROUTINES & INCONTINENCE LEVELS.



After heartily enjoying all of Mrs Bridges and her staff's scrumptious tea-time offerings all 72 cissy pupils have a nice play period up in their respective Nursery's after they have either had their nappies changed as would the case of all 24 1st year pupils, or in the case of 2nd and 3rd year cissy darlings undergone a routine pottying.



Tea-time is the same set time for all pupils. It commences at 4-45pm and is concluded by 5-15pm. While 2nd and 3rd year pupils are afforded the privilage of taking their tea in the main Dining-hall in company with Miss Grace and all teaching staff as well as all their respective Nannies and Nursery-Nurses, with each 'girl' wearing one of their more faniciful tea-time pinafores over their exceedingly pretty 'best' afternoon frilly frocks and bouffont petticoats, with the 2nd year 'Little Girl's' forced to still endure the mild dose of embarrassment of having a nice lace-frilled baby-bib tied around their necks for added frock protection. Our precious Infant & Toddler 'girls' have their tea up in their Nursery's all safely secured up in their ornate wooden highchairs wearing one of their much more dressy infant bibs in order to protect their beautiful silky baby-frocks from their little babyish spillages.



Feeling all well nourished and hugely thankful to be back in a nice snuggly warm and springy-soft dry nappy for about the tenth time of the day, the darling angels instantly respond with demure lacy curtsies to a nanny's smiled hand-clap directive of- "Right then my pretty baby girls! Kindly go to your little toy-boxes and select one of your 'crying and wetting' pretty dollies? Then make your way over to the play area and settle down in your designated peer groupings?"



"Yeth, Nanny," comes back bright unified chorus's accompined with yet another graciously executed respectfully meaningful curtsies before waddling over to their precious toy-boxes. Their frilly baby-petticoated skirts swished and swirled in sibilant frou-frou about upper thighs with every very pronounced baby-waddling step each cissy took. Their puffy baby-rhumba pantied chubby bottoms wiggled and jaunted so cutely saucily much to their pleased amusement of the adults.



Up in both 1st year Nursery's three groups of four two year old infant girls quite happily immersed their sweet little selves in their dolly playing games for around an hour or so. From a distance a Under-Nanny and a pretty Nursery-Nurse supervised their young charges captivated hour long play-time activities. Meanwhile, up in all the remaining four Nurseries

in the play-area, though not under any supervision all our darling, more mature effeminate 'Little Girls' and 'Young Misses', would be playing nicely together with a favourite doll or doll's of their own chosing. Their much cherished dolly play-time would last a half-hour longer in the case of 2nd year pupils, and an hour longer for the even more senior 'girls'. Though in their case they all have the added luxury in way of mature freedom of either continuing to play with their doll's, or play a suitable board together game like snakes and ladders or a game of ludo etc. Or simply choose to do some needlework or embroidery which they all adore doing and to a very high degree of expertise one should point out.



For our infant pupils doll play-time pursuits end at 6-25pm on the dot. Not that they can see the actual time, for there are no clocks of any description in any Nursery. Nannies and Nursery-Nurses wear a fob-watch on their aprons. Children as young as ours are simply have no reason to know what time of day it actualy is. By all manner of well established nursery-like routines, proceedures and rituals alone is what governs time from their perspective. All they are aware of is the juvenile hour of their actual staggered bed-times and the harsh fact that their bed-time preperations begin precisely one hour prior to being put to bed in their lovely cosy baby-cribs.



Even in the case of 2nd and 3rd year pupils they are fully aware that at their designated pre bed-time hour long routines marks the time of day when they to very much find themselves being dressed and treated as babies! It is to their huge credit that they all readily accept the fact that they will be put back into nappies and baby pants for the night, and while the routines which govern their pre bed-time do have marked differances between their status levels both 2nd and 3rd year pupils share one common and important fact. Namely, that they are strictly forbidden to leave their cots at any time during the night. Hence, should at any stage over the course of the night they might wake up with a growing urge to urinate, then it is their solemn duty not to even prolong their needs to void urine. Quite simply their duty is to relax their bladder muscles and wet their nappies. Do they always wet their shaming baby nappies during the night? No, not always is the truthful answer in the case of our 3rd year pupils. But yes, in the case of 2nd year cissies and they will all still do so while sound asleep right up until the last quarter of the second term. Only then will steps be taken to begin curing them of their night-time bladder incontinence 'unfortunate' embarassing ailments! An affliction we at the school have naturally brought about in the case of every pupil when he arrives. Though one should point out, that while the methods we have inflicted upon our quite unsuspecting cissies to cause his degree of nappy dependency are most effective. There are a small number of pupils currently residing in a 1st year nursery who already had a incontinence 'problem' of the bed-wetting' type! Indeed, there are some three or four boys in each of the 2nd and 3rd year nursery's with quite long histories of 'bed-wetting' ailments!

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It takes little more than a couple of weeks for a new 1st year pupil with no previous history of bed-wetting which has either cleared up completely by the time he arrives here, or still unfortunately haunts the poor child, to become bladder incontinent to the stage managed degree of severity where by the youth becomes virtually nappy dependant.



All it took to render 'Baby Pauline' nappy dependant were controlled dosages of a diuretic pill and a bladder muscle relaxent being added to his routine baby-bottle-feedings over the course of a two week period. Naturally he, like any other new boy shed bitter tears of mortified devastation upon having to come to terms with the glaring fact that he now very much required all the protection his horrid nappies and plastic baby pants offered! But, like all those before him he bravely managed to overcome the trauma of it all over the ensuing week or so to the extent that he has more or less resigned himself of his dreadful affliction. Besides what is the point of keep on heaping distress upon himself while still struggling to come to terms with the overal awful situation he is in of being dressed and treated as a two year baby girl!



New pupils are utterly clueless that the traumatic arrival of their dreadful enuresis 'problems' was simply not of their own doing! From their view point they attach all blame on two quite understandable and true facts. Firstly, by being forced to wear humiliating nappies and denied all rights other than to use them for their daily and nightly 'wettings'. And when it comes to the increase in frequency with which they now need to helplessly empty their weakened bladders, the poor unsuspecting dears lay blame solely at the door of the amount of fluids they are forced to take on board every day by way of their baby-bottle-feedings! Both these factors our hapless cissy baby girls have come to naturally conclude as being the reason for their deeply embarrassing 'bladder problems' have indeed, as one hoped it would in their eyes played their part in achieving the degree of incontinence we want. But it's part was only a small and quite insignificant one in the initial overal scheme of things. It was the diutretic and the muscle relaxent which had done the main work in both the case of a previously non bed-wetting youth and one already still with the embarrassing ailment, or a boy with previous medical history of it. In both the latter cases, all this meant is that the diuretic and muscle relaxent indusements we implimented worked much faster than in the case of all the rest.



In all three cases the net result of a 1st year pupils devastating demise into nappy dependancy is this: No longer is it necessary to use a diuretic and a bladder muscle relaxent powdered potion, as the current state of their weakened and damaged bladders is to the achieved levels of both day wake and day sleep levels, as well as in night-time sleep levels. Purely by the controlled number of bottle-feedings they are given from the time they wake up around 7-00am to their taking of the final one of the day just before their infantile bed-time of 7-30pm, each child is now nappy dependant to these degree's of severity: At night when sound asleep all of them will helplessly give their extra-thick and absorbent night-time terry-cloth nappies three to four copious soakings, not counting the extra one it will receive first thing the following morning when the precious darlings awake from their peacefully uninterupted infant slumber. During the taking of their morning and afternoon hour long baby-naps they will wet their day-time nappies twice at the most while fast asleep. Regarding the rest of their day-time nappy wettings, they do still have some small control over their bladders. Only to the degree that there exsists a few fleeting minutes between feeling the initial urge to empty their weakened bladders into their nicely absorbent nappy's before actually doing so!



It's rather amusing on ocassions seeing the strained expressions on their pretty features as they struggle in hapless vain to prolong the inevitable nappy-wetting. These days such intense displays of hopeless struggles are few and far between. Frowns of grimacing despair and pouts of crimson-cheeked shame and despondancy are much more common placed to be found to inform us adults and all their peers in close proximity of the tell-tale expressions of guilt being portrayed whenever one of the poor darlings has just given his nice clean nappy a good warm soaking!  The child need not fret so, for not only will he be able to share his mild bout of shaming misery with all the rest of his baby-petticoated peers when they also son wet themselves, if they haven't already, for mirsery enjoys having some company! But he won't, for to long be made to wallow in his sopping-wet state of affairs, which is not to discomforting anyhow, given the absorbent caperbilities of the high quality nappies the school purchases from its supplier in the nearby town. No, fret not our little cissy babies, someone will be attending to your infantile needs just as soon as one is satisified that everyone else requires a nice comforting  change of nappy's, which won't be to long in occuring as usual!



It's a school rule that all appiles to both 1st year nurseries that nappy-changes can only commence when all babies are wet. A rule purely put in place for the obvious practical reasoning, namely if we operated along the lines of changing a child every time one of them wet their nappies during the day our band of dedicated Nannies and Nursery-Nurses simply wouldn't have time to get any other work done. How true this is, when one takes into account that every single one of our 24 precious 'Infant & Toddler' teenaged cissy pupils pays a routine visit up on a baby-change-dresser-unit some eight to ten times per day on average! Not counting his first and last visit!



There is one other perfectly sound reason why a infant cissy no longer offers up any undue mis-behaving tokens of trying to prolong giving his nappy a nice warm soaking during all his frequent day-time wettings. Tokens of stubborn resistance, which would not only futile anyway, but would cost him a sound bare-bottom spanking if ever he dared even get caught thinking about attempting any of the following strictly forbidden acts of wilful disobedience, let alone actually ever engage in any of them. He is fully aware that he must never, ever touch himself below the waist about his abdomen. Nor must he ever cross his legs in the disgraceful act of trying to stem the growing tide that is rapidly building up in his tiny bladder muscles! In no way whatsoever is it tolerated for any pupil of any status level to interfere or touch his puerile masculine 'attributes'! Punishment for such a dispicable act will be administered swiftly and painfully.



Yes, a pupil at 2nd and 3rd year cissy status is put into differing situations when he is permitted and fully expected to handle another boys puerile appendages, but never is he allowed to touch his own set of pre-adolescent so hairlessly soft and velvety-smooth set of priceless 'jewels'. And in the case of our effeminately pretty and ever obedient senior cissy boy/girls- The number of situations they all find themselves in when the touching and general handling of another boys 'symbols' arises is rather frequent and comes in many guises as we will discover in due course. In the meantime having covered all there is know about a 1st year pupils present state of awfully embarrassing enuresis and nappy dependancy we will focus our attention back onto their bed-time preperations. Regarding the bladder incontinence 'problems' of 2nd and 3rd year pupils. All will be revealed later.

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The reactions expressed by the infant cissies when a Nanny's commanding hand clapping signifies the end of the play-period is no differant to that of any youngster when bed-time comes around, though in the case of our young wards they are all most careful not to be to vociferous in their gripes and groans of downcast complaint over their  insufferably childishly early bed-time of 7-30pm. A time all made to feel even more of an affront to their already deeply injured teenaged pride by the galling fact of all the pre bed-time routines beginning one hour before actually going to bed. However, despite their feebly expressed tokens of complaint they respond with their usual dutiful prompt obedience to their Nanny's instructions to put their precious doll's back in their tox-boxes and quietly go and line up infront of their designated baby-change-dressers of the day forming three groups of four.

In glum-faced silence the three at the front of each queue mechanically raise their arms to allow a waiting Nanny to divest them of their short frilly baby frocks and mound of beribboned and belaced forthy silky baby petties before with their usual effortless ease she will lift her complient wet nappied and frilly baby-pantied charge high up into the air by his arm-pits to gently desposit him down onto the rubberised cushioned surface of the changing-unit where she will first remove his smart, shiny pair of Mary-Jane's and his frilly anklets and his perky taffeta ribbon hairbow before easing him down on his back with gentle persuassion to set about disrobing him of his pee-damp baby-panties and soggy nappy. Having despatched the soiled garments into a waiting nappy-pail she gives his pee-clammy loins and chubby bare-bottom a brisk cleansing with a couple of babyishly perfumed baby-wipes before lifting him down from the changing-table where in the company of the two of his peers just about to be lowered down from the other baby-change-tables they will all hold hands without being prompted to do so and go straight to the bathroom, where already waiting will be both Nursery-Nurses on this occassion and the Head-Nanny.

The carers, having changed out of their crisply stached snowy-white linen aprons into cream rubber ones and having already got each of the three spaciously large and deep sunken oytser-shaped pale pink bath-tubs all prepared greet their hand-holding naked infant charges with doting smiles.

"In you get, babies?" gestures Head-Nanny and while two of the cherubic darlings complied with speedy alarcrity, their peer hesitated, but only very briefly due to failing to escape the playful slap Nanny Johnson gave his plump bottom. Leslie, the 16 year old youth, now Baby Lesley, aged two years and eight months let out a little squeal as he virtually leapt into the steaming hot tub filled with sweet smelling bubbles to join his much more co-opperative peers in shivering deep sighs as they sank beneath the luxurious bubbles.

A minute or so later the next group of three naked hand-holding infant cissies arrived shortly followed by three more and behind them came the last group. And with each bath-tub now with its full compliment of four pupils the round of baby-bathing could commence.

Evening baby-bathings always have a much more relaxed atmosphere about them compared to the pupils morning ones. However, a carers more caringly friendly approach to the proceedings does not stop her tending to making sure all four of her bath-tub sharing giggling charges were got squeaky clean and dainty fresh.

Why, even our precious 'Baby Pauline' has come to rather enjoy his baby-bathings these days, especially his evening one. Oh, the youthfully handsome poppet still sheds bucket loads of crimson-cheeked griping groans of feeble protestation, as do all his young peers. Such childish out-pourings of writhing embarrassment are usually all saved up for the early part of their lovely baby-bathing's. The part where each of them in turn is ordered to stand-up so that a carer can have easy access to the thorough cleansing of their preciously lovely nether-regions. Goodness me, how their little bouts of naked wet body wriggling and high-pitched shrieking shrills sometimes all resemble all the protesting antics one see's being portrayed by any immature little child during bath-time.

By and large though our 24 infant cissies derive more fun and enjoyment from their baby-bathing's than they do shame these days. They soon settle back down once they have overcome all the squirming sense of mild embarassment from having their nether-regions thoroughly cleansed by a well-lathered wash-cloth. Once more savouring the wallowing delights constantly emminating from their bath-tubs richly perfumed and bubbled hot-water their relaxed state increases as quite happily they enage in their ten-minute allotted baby-bath-time play period. Fun play which consists of being given a set of yellow plastic bath duck to play with either on their own or all together. And as much as they all enjoy amusing their darling little selves with their little duckies, they do so simply love just playing with the rich bubbles. My don't they giggle and squeal most girlishly whenever a carer encourages them to blow soapy bubbles of each others cute little button noses! And, of course, being the mere children they are, don't they enjoy making lots of splish-splashes, though such childish antics are quite rightly not allowed to get to out of control!

Seeing our gorgeous pupils having quality time is so rewarding for everyone, pupils including. Daily each pupils defences are constantly being broken down and suppressed to the degree where many of their spirited predudices and inhibitions cease being a concern for them at all.

Everything the school puts into place concerning all pupils Petticoat Discipline Training and Conditioning is geared to the constant eroding and the total eradication of each youths masculine predudices and traits he so foolishly holds. And such curbing and eradicating of traits comes in many differing forms and techniques, though with a shared common goal and that is to replace his silly masculine predudices with ever increasing thoughts and feelings of immature childishness in the case of a 1st year pupil.

A further prime example where even our newest infant pupil has steadily begun to shed some of his ill-conceived youthfully boyish pride and perdudices can be found in how he now reacts whenever he finds himself in a state of nudity. For a while his sense of embarrassment in being reduced to complete nakedness was greatly acute as one would expect! Especially now that he hasn't a single hair left on his youthfully pretty body, other than on his head of course! And his shame intensified by not only being seen naked by his pers, but by seeing them naked to!

No young child has any feelings of modesty whasoever and nor should he or she. And it is this same sense of unashamed childish innocence we vigorously set out to instil upon a petticoated pupil though to a degree where the pupil still feels a trifle embarrassed about his nakedness. From the outset a new pupil is firmly informed that his exceedingly youthfully pretty body no longer belongs to himself! He is told that his blessed body is a thing of such delicate beauty and it now belongs to his betters and his elders to be shown off and admired! To be inspected and examined and be initmately touched and handled and fondled whenever and by ever anyone person or persons deemed to be his better or superior including all girls of any age and any other cissy deemed to be his senior!

Like every pupil before him and just like all those to come, our precious Baby Pauline has been disciplined trained and conditioned and will continue to be so conditioned to think, act and behave with all the innocent traits of unself-consciousness found in any small child whenever he finds himself in a state of partial of complete nakedness! Yes he will still profusely blush at times, but even his squirming bashfullness will afford his betters its displays of amused, appealing prettiness!

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A profusion of sour-faced grumbles greet carers when they instruct their first charges to clamber out of their bath-tubs and as their glistening wet and squeky clean youthful bodies get enveloped in large fluffy bath-towels they glance with acute pangs of envy at their still baby-bath playing peers while their carers commences her pleasing task of rubbing them dry until their drying flesh is soon glowing like pink rosebuds. The cissies squirm and wriggle during their demeaning baby-drying and such playfully childish antics continue when their carers take up huge powder puffs, dipping them into bowls of sweetly fragrant baby-talc to proceed to to dust every inch of their persons not omitting a single mound or crevice of velvety-soft flesh. The cissy darlings forget themselves sufficiently to giggle and squeal as the powder-puff nudges its way along the crevice between their cute bottom cheeks to then swipe away all down between their submissively parted legs and across groins. Their hairlessly-smooth 'little fountain taps' springing into semi-errect states when it to is swiped with a dusty cloud of baby-talc, such rising reations bringing renewed pink blushes to their dimpled features.



Their richly babyishly perfumed baby-bathing and subsequent drying and powdering has each in turn emmitting scents of alluring babyishness from every spore of their peachy-soft and unblemished skin.



It takes less than than ten minutes to get every infant cissy dry and baby-powdered and back into the main section of the nursery where a most charming little event always occurs prior to their infantile night-time nappying and dressing.



Squriming embarrassment begins to wash over every naked cissy as they duly find themsevles being paired off by a couple of Under-Nannies for the little ritual about to befall them once more. Each evening they are paired off with a new cissy partner, where they wil hold hands to then turn and face one another the instant they hear a Nanny's all to familiar hand-clap of command.



"Right then my sweet baby girls!... Kindly curtsy before stepping forward to lovingly embrace each other?"



"That's it babies! Press your tummies and little baby titties all nice and snugg up against one another?... Good girls... Keep your little handy-pandies nicely on one anothers plump bottoms while prettily wriggling your darling bottoms from side-to-side?" she further instructs before adding- "Well done my precious darlings... That's perfect.. Now you may begin to bestow your moist affectionate baby kisses on one anothers cheeks? Remember... Give six soppy baby kisses on each side of your baby darlings pretty face before you look adoringly into each others big sparkling beautiful baby eyes while you purse your lovely ruby lips before planting six more lovely juicy baby kisses on one anothers pretty lips to then give each other one final big soppy-wet kiss which you are to maintain until I clap my hands again?"



To see our infant charges engage in this nightly ritual is yet another of those truly wonderful occassions where ones daily concerted, devoted efforts in transforming a former thorough going and spirited brash and unruly teenaged boy into a darling cissy is amply rewarded!



This nightly routine of exchanging childish kisses and cuddles with one another all goes to further indoctrinate them into thinking themselves as the young children they now are! For all young children unashamedly enjoy being lovingly hugged and kissed by other little children and while our pretty cissies will continue to feel tinges of bashful embarrassment during such moments of childish and naked intimancy with one another, their sense of shame is all mingled with yet again deriving some very profuse feelings of pleasure and joy. Heart-fluttering feelings of a deeply erotic nature comes washing each youth on a daily increasing basis. Feelings the poor darlings are still deeply struggling to understand, yet alone try come to terms with! To a boy, they try with all their inner resolve only to miserably fail in the end to resist and fend off every single one of these erotically pleasing nerve-tingle sensations that frequently overwhelme them on a daily basis.



Whether it's when someone who has just cause to handle their masculine attributes, namely during a routine nappy changing, or during their twice a day baby-bathings, or like their little 'kissing and cuddling' session we so purposely inflict upon them every evening, the result is the same! All 24 'Infant & Toddler' pupils derive pleasurable stimulation to erotically heightened proportions! And there is ample prove to be glorious viewed in this instance when Nanny claps her hand to bring an end to the enchanting 'kissed cuddled' performance. While hot pink blushes continue to transfuse each boys face which expose all their shared feelings of flustered shame, all the pleasure each indeed felt during their passionate embraces was clearly evident in the rather immodest and cutely impudent 'rigid' behaviour of every cissies puerile 'tap' Such brazen displays of 'un-little infant-girl-like' behaviour a sourse of merry amusement among all the carers. Though everyone is always at great pains not to inlfict any cruel teasing taunts on their abashed naked charges. They are simply ushered over to the baby-change-dressers and got readied for their juvenile bed-time as it is now approaching 7-00pm.

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One never tires of seeing our precious 1st year infants express their cissy fondness for one another. Each evening engaging in their childishly cute kissing and cuddling session with a different 'partner' prior to then being nappied and dressed for their juvenile bed-time.



My don't they all still childishly gripe complaints over being put into double thickness night-time terry-cloth nappies and the 'older' boys in particular will often offer up all manner of feeble gestures expressing their outraged dismay whenever they find that a young Nursery-Nurse will be the person attending to their nightly nappying and infant dressing.



Our 18 year old exceedingly pretty Nursey-Nurses stand no nonsence whatsoever from any one of our young charges. A 15 or 16 year old 1st year pupil may well indeed feel much frightfully embarrassed by having his nappy changed by a girl only a couple or so years older than himself than he does when a middle-aged Nanny attends to his infantile wants and needs. However the 'older' cissy knows he is in no position to argue who it is who is going to be attending to any form of his daily babyish needs or requirements, for as far as he and everyone else is concerned his real age is of no importance whatsoever. He, like all his cissy peers are mere two year old babies!



A Nursery-Nurse treats all her young charges the same. If needs be she will not hesitate to assert her authority over an 'older' youth who so foolishly dares to offer up to strongly tokens of complaint when he is instructed to clamber his naked self up onto a baby-dresser. Rebelliously squirm around to much during his night-time nappying, or during another single of his frequent day-time nappy-changing will result in the young rascals being suitably chastised. A good hard slap on the back of their uprasied thighs or on their pliable cute plump bottoms swiftly puts an end to their wriggling protests!



Now lapsing into crushed grim-faced silence, the earlier naughty infant can now be thickly nappied and baby-pantied up for the night. Meekly he joins the three much more co-opperative infants up on their respctive changing-units in nursing on a nice juicy dummy before having his steely-faced Nursery-Nurse slip a nice fluffy-soft extra-thick terry night-time nappy underneath his obediently upraised bare-bottom. All the prolonged soft sighs and pants which then proceed to flow freely from around the rim of his supple baby-soother during the ensuing thorough baby-creaming and powdering betrays all the pleasurable joy he feels admist all qualms of squirming embarrasment.



Every single one of the cissy babies overwhelmed once more with acute pangs of erotic delight coursing through their youthful bodies during their thick night-time nappying. Their velvety-soft miniscule organs responding to cutely throbbing and twitching proportions during their deft baby-creaming and powdering. Just feeling the ticklish effects on having their proffered bottoms liberally sprinkled with sweetly perfumed baby-powder then smoothed over gently with a carers palm creates its own unique brand of erotically sensuous pleasure overwhelming their slender, nubile bodies. Eyes glaze over with pure unashamed joy tinged with acute shame when yet more clouds of baby powder descend over their so hairlessly-smooth groins to be delicately hand-preened deep into their ultra sensitive skin. More carmined pants and shrills flow from their luscious dummy suc-kling ruby lips when the thick folds of their night-time nappy's are pulled up between their submissively out-splayed legs to be stretched snuggly tight across tummies and fastened with two large nappy-pins on each side of their shapely hips. Muttered groans of frustrated complaint are expressed in abundance in failing miserably to bring their knees together. Such a mass of soft bunching about their crotches much more profuse than any found on their fleecy day-time cloth nappies! Hips, tummies, crotches and bottoms all gloriously enlarged to even more puffy proportions when duly covered by their night-time plastic pants. More durable and accomodating baby-pants of a plain, semi-transparent kind made of supple-soft vinyl yet still able to produce sibilant crinkly rustling with each boys slightest of bodily movements, much to their blushing chagrin!

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Each cissy's shame of being deftly fastened into his triple thick night-time nappies and have it duly encased by a pair of ultra puffy plastic pants was made to feel even more galling by constantly being bombarded with baby-like modes of speech by his smug carer. The hapless infant cissy features erupt into hot blushes when his carer takes smirking pleasure in announcing the end of her nimble handiwork by playfully patting the bulging crotch section of his plastic pants while declaring down at him- "There... Baby Pauline is now all nice and wet-proof for the night!"

He can do nothing but vent his flustered chagrin by means of muttering a few feeble grunts of complaint around the rim of his baby-soother when he joins his thickly nappied cissy peers in then being arrayed in his customary bed-time outfit, which for all 1st years pupils, is a lace trimmed stretch terry-cloth footed baby sleeper with padded soles and snap crotch and front fasteners. This particular evening, Paul and his 'little' companions found themselves duly being garbed in indentical pastel yellow cosy sleepersuits with large teddy bear hand-embroidered motif on the left breast pocket. The white rounded collars and elasticated wrists cuffs and around the ankles of the padded soles all had frilled edged eyelet lace threaded with bright yellow baby ribbon tied into cute bows.   

The outline of each boys thickly nappied and plastic pantied condition gloriously exaggerated to infantile proportions due to the stretchy fllecy-soft fabric of the sleepersuits themselves. And, my how each cissy's puffy plastic panties produced all manner of tell-tale noisy rustling with the slightest of body movements. None more loud in their nausiatingly embarrassing crinkle plop-plopping when carers duly sent their respective crop of infant charges over to their lovely baby-cribs to fetch their favourite big cuddly teddy bear with heafty, yet playful swats on their plump nappied bottoms.

"Off your go, my angel babykins!... Go and collect your pretty teddy bear and dress him up in his nappy and baby pants."

How amusing it is to see them try to avoid having their bulging rumps swatted. Barely does any boy succeed! All his darting to escape a carers palm antics hindered and slowed by the sheer mass of his swaddled nappying which by its very nature always reduces his every fleeing scampering step to a very pronounced toddler waddle that simply adds a cute attractiveness to the entire proceedings. A cuteness of captivating proportions which continues when all the infant darlings duly set about dressing their big teddy bears in a real baby's nappy and pair of transparent plastic pants like those they are all have covering their extra thick cloth nappy's!

Having completed their little task of duty, they will place their teddies back in their canopied cots to then stand quietly beside their cots for just a few moments of so until it is time for them to be arrayed in a nice baby-bib before being ordered to climb into their cots where they will be given their last baby-bottle of the day. Having gorged their hungry little selves on their warm liquid bounty the carers will attend to giving her charges a brisk face cleansing before removing bibs to then cover their charges hands in matching lambswool baby-mittens and use a small nappy-pin to secure the loop of baby-ribbon on which dangles a fresh dummy to the bodice of the sleepersuits. The juicy teat of the dummy is soon inserted into unprotesting lips once the child has been effusively kissed good-night. He is then tucked in and given his teddy bear to snuggle upto before crib rails are raised and 'clicked' into place. The lacy satiny curtains are then drawn for the night.

By 7-45 pm, 12 infant pupils in each of the 1st year nursery's are fast asleep having just managed to keep their tired, bleary eyes opened long enough to feel the all to familiar sensation of a surge of warm wetness spread all across their fleecy-soft thickly nappy blanketted loins!

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All pre-bed-time ritual's, routines and preperations commence up in the two 2nd year Nursery complexes at 7-00pm. The first ritual the frilly darlings undergo up in one such nurseryon this particular evening deals with their nightly 'milkings'! A subject we have briefly touched upon, but not in any lengthy detail until now.



One must appreciate that the subject matter regarding 'relieving' a pupil of his daily tensions is quite a delicate subject and one will do ones best to clarify all the reasons why it is carried out- When such practises are inflicted upon all levels of pupils, and the differing methods that are applied.



The reasons are really relatively simply to explain when one takes into account the following facts- While every pupil is naturally blessed with all manner of phyisical attributes which makes him look considerably younger than his actual age, they are all nevertheless teenagers and as such, even as immature in their overal young delvelopement as all of them indeed are when they first arrive, whether they are aged 13 or 16 every pupil will have reached some stage of masculine puberty to the extent that their 'sexual' awakenings as dorment a stage as it unquestionably still is will warrent very careful attention and controlled supervision all throughout their time at the school.



All the excess energy our teenaged pupils have in abundance when they arrive rightly need to now be channelled in the proper direction. Directions which are all in keeping with their new way of cissified life! As we have already alluded to in earlier chapters every pupil is informed that as the effeminate cissy creature he is about to become, the beautiful body he has been blessed with no longer belongs to his dear sweet cissy selve, but it now rightfully belongs to all his betters and superiors to be put on display at our disgression with the view to be touched, examined and indeed be fondled most intimately whenever deemed fit to do so and by whoever is deemed to be his superior.



Purely by the act of subjecting a teenaged boy to being placed under 'Petticoat Government', one is also purposely developing him in fetishes of taffeta, silks, satins, cottons and rubber and other eroticisms. And try as they all do to fight and resist from coming under such intoxicating influences, the net result is that they not only fail miserably, but with their hopeless failure which all brings with it acute bouts of shame, humiliation and sheer degradation, comes a ever increasing affection and subliminal attachment to all his new sensuous garments and with such growing loving attachments for all his pretty frillies and his cissified life in general comes all those sexual 'awakenings' one wants an effeminate cissy to feel, to discover and to experience, but not so much for the cissy's gratification and erotic pleasure, but more for all the amused pleasure and gratification it affords all of a cissy's betters and superiors.  



By administering a thorough 'milking' to any pupil, one also ensures that the said pupil remains in a constant state of submissive complience and obedience. These necessary and rightful 'relieving' of a cissy's masculine 'tensions' take a number of forms and vary in their administering amounts depending on a pupils status level.



In the case of 1st year pupils they are all giving a thorough 'milking' once a week. (How and when the practise occurs in their case will have to wait for another chapter.)



2nd year pupils are 'milked' dry twice a week, while our more mature and advanced 3rd year cissy darlings are subjected to having their pearly substances drained from their cutely miniscule, yet erotically awakening silky-smooth 'stems' three times a week on average!



The various methods adopted ensure the degree of shame one wishes pupils at all status levels to feel while also deriving enough sense of ecstatic pleasure in order to maintain each youths continuing helpless fixsation for the ultra sensitive materials a pupil either fully wears over his sensitive loins or has wrapped around his cute set of 'symbols'.



There are no set days or times of day when a 'milking' can be inflicted upon the hapless cissies. They can occur first thing in the morning or just prior being put to bed. This practise creates heightened suspence which adds to their over-riding sense of degradation. Furthermore- While any respective Nursery of 12 cissies will all be 'milked' on the same day, not is it always the case that they are all 'done' together. In groups of two, four or six 'relief treatment', or 'RT' for short is routinely carried out. And in the case of all 3rd year cissies, quite often as individuals as we will see!



1st year pupils are all given 'RT' treatment while wearing a dry nappy on its own, or covered by a pair of baby-pants. Or clad in just a pair of figure-hugging plastic baby panties made of filmy ultra-clear vinyl.



For all 2nd year cissies the same said shameful baby garments still very much apply, though added to their list of garments, all suited of course to their status levels, comes a pair of toddler-trainer-panties, plus finding their dear sweet little selves emptying their creamy essences into a nice pair of silken frilly 'little girl' panties. These dozen pairs of exquisite dainties, reserved for special 'treats' are to be found in their charming 'panty bureau's', all nestling tidily away in a drawer marked on the outside with the simple title of- 'MILKING PANTIES'!



Regarding all our precious 3rd year effeminate cissy darlings- While also finding themselves subjected to receiving 'RT' garbed in what their junior peers wear, there is one additional garment the frilly darlings find even more ultra stimulating in emptying their precioius 'passion seeds' into on frequent ocassions and that's in their pretty 'dolly petticoats'!      

         

However, for the moment we will focus on an example of where 'RT' is about to be administerd on all 12 cissy pupils up in one of the 2nd year Nursery's, prior to their nightly baby-bathing and dressing. The administering of 'RT', where the darling cissies are all about to find themselves being nicely 'rewarded' for their displays of impecable behaviour throughout the day by being relieved of their 'creamy juices' while garbed in a pair of frilly panties taken by carers from each cissy's 'special' panty drawer!  



Having heartily enjoyed their early evening dolly-playing activity for the past hour or so, a cloud of impending doom and crimson-cheeked despair and tummy-churning despondency has come floating down among each group of four floor-sitting pupils having just noticed both their pretty Nursery-Nurses go to everyones 'panty drawer'!



The carers actions has bodly announced to every youth that he is about to be subjected to 'relief treatment' for the second time this week. Yet despite all the acute sense of impending doom they are all feeling in now seeing the lavishly frilly and beribboned strewn pair of silken little girl' panties the Nursery-Nurses have selected from each cissy's special panty-draw, they can't also stop their abashed looking selves from feeling all manner of tingly excited feelings begin to wash over their bodies.



With ever present dutiful displays of implicit obedience they all manage to go and place the doll they have been so happily playing with in their heavenly baby-cribs. A doll they will have previously choosen to take to bed with them. A beautiful doll of the baby crying and wetting variety each cissy will have lovingly arrayed in very much the same kind of exceedingly pretty infant girl nightwear they to will shortly be garbed in.



"Girls! Kindly, tidily put away the rest of your toys and things in your nice colourful toy-boxes before reporting to your designated baby-change-dressers?" a Nanny instructs. Her casual command is instantly met with dutiful curtsied, girlishly spoken chorus's of- "Yes nanny."