When Amelia woke up at 6:00 am she could hear Nathan whimpering and sniffling into his feeding gag, she decided to lie in bed for half an hour and make him wait in his now soaking wet diapers before doing anything. It was so nice going to bed without an immature husband there nagging her about not spending time with him. She relished the thought of what she could do in her king sized bed. Don’t get her wrong, when she first met Nathan he was a charming, handsome man who could satisfy all her needs but as time went on he became more and more self-entitled to the point where he wasn't satisfying her at all any more. She had read examples of such men in the “literature” she had found in Nathan’s collection on his computer who dominated sissies and couldn't help but wonder if he aspired to be such a man? She laughed as she considered the fact that he’d missed out two key details, he had no sissy and he didn't satisfy her in the ways the men in his stories allegedly satisfied women.
Half an hour flew by and she finally decided to get him up for the day, they had a lot to get done that day and it couldn't be wasted by lying around in bed. Nathan was both overjoyed and scared when he saw his wife come into the room to get him up. He didn't think last night was a once off, she wouldn't have spent all that money on all this stuff if it was. Amelia pulled the side of the crib down, took off his feeding gag, unclipped his baby reins and led him over to a changing table that was built into the wall on the other side of the room. He hadn't noticed it before but then it was too dark to look around much last night. His crib sat under a series of small windows lined up at the top of the wall which had bars over them and then pink and yellow nursery print curtains. Along one wall was floor to ceiling built in wardrobes, Nathan shuddered to think of what was in them.
On the other wall was a door to a bathroom which Amelia led him to once she had stripped him of his clothes and diapers. Amelia had already run the bath before getting Nathan out of his crib so it was ready for him to sit in the shallow lukewarm water. Nathan felt very childish and acutely embarrassed; he looked down and once again saw the chastity device on his crotch. Amelia could see the temptation on his face to once again fight her and get away but she anticipated this and left the paddle in the bathroom when she ran the bath. Nathan’s face started going red as he said to Amelia, “Get me out of this stupid thing and get me my clothes, I don’t have time for these silly games any more! I have work to do and a lawyer to see, I don’t think I want to continue this marriage any more which is a shame because I still love you. I'm not going to stay married to a crazy woman who thinks stupid sex games are the answer to my crimes!”
The drugs Amelia had put in his feed last night were still affecting him slightly and she was able to pull his head over the edge of the tub and give his wet bottom and almighty WHACK with the paddle. With fury written all over her face she sat him back down in the tub again and said to Nathan, “this is not a game, unless you want another spanking you will sit there and do as your wife tells you! I promise you your next spanking will hurt a lot more than the last one you got. Is that clear?”
Deflated, Nathan sat down in the tub with tears in his eyes and nodded his agreement allowing her to scrub him vigorously before drying him off and leading him back to his changing table in the next room. She had him diapered up in his triple thick diapers in no time and was shaking out a pair of pink plastic panties threading them up his hairless legs and over his bulky diaper. She released the waistband with a snap and then tucked in any loose edges. As she pulled out a brand new pair of white tights she said to him “you have to look extra special for your first day”. She then went to the wardrobe and opened one of the doors. Nathan’s jaw practically dropped when he saw the small sample of absolutely girly, frilly, lacy garments hanging in there waiting for him. Amelia chose a silk party dress with puffed sleeves, a peter-pan collar and sash around the waist that would tie up in a big bow. There was a frilly, lazy petticoat and rhumba panties to match it. She hung the dress on a hook next to his changing table and then took down the rhumba panties to thread them up his legs. Then she pulled the petticoat down and pulled it over his arms and head to get it sitting over his bulging diapers. Once she had done the button up to secure it Nathan realised that although it had lots and lots of layers the petticoat only covered two thirds of his diapers. Most of the seat of his diapers was fully exposed and there would be nothing stopping people from patting and squeezing his diapers. Amelia then pulled the dress over his head and fastened the long line of buttons up his back. Nathan thought glumly to himself that he wouldn't be able to take the dress off without ruining it…part of him thought why would he be worried about ruining it…but then he figured if his attempts went wrong and he was caught the punishment would be twice as bad. Amelia fastened his baby reins over his chest and then went back to the wardrobe to pull out a pair of shiny patent pink mary-jane shoes for him to wear. She clicked the lead onto his baby reins and then led him out of his new nursery, up the stairs and into the dining room for breakfast.
Further depressed Nathan saw a large white painted high-chair in the dining room waiting for him with five point straps to secure him in. Amelia easily lifted him in and strapped him in. Nathan didn't know yet that Amelia’s line of work had given her a lot of experience in lifting and carrying grown people and he didn't realise that she had been drugging him. Eventually the drugs would stop but by then his lack of activity would have taken its natural course and he wouldn't have the same physical attributes he does now.
Amelia handed him two full bottles of lukewarm formula before eating her muesli and Greek yoghurt for her breakfast. Nathan stopped and asked her, “Amelia, surely babies eat more than just formula, can’t I have toast or something for breakfast?” to which Amelia replied,
“Babies have formula for breakfast until their caregiver decides they are ready for solids, drink.”
Nathan spluttered trying to drink his bottles, he felt like he’d already drunken too much of this wretched formula but thanks to last night’s endeavours he knew his wife was capable of carrying out her threats and he didn’t want to risk it, his bottom was still feeling tender. As he just finished the second bottle Amelia was waiting for him. She took the bottles to the kitchen and then came back and released him from the high chair saying, “come along Nathan, we have a busy day today.”
She led him out to the car. Nathan tried to keep up with her but the bulk of his diapers forced him to waddle somewhat unstably. He could hear the petticoats and dress swishing and bells jingling and his mary-jane shoes clicked on the concrete as they walked to Amelia’s car. Nathan glanced back at his sports car and asked Amelia what would come of it, her only reply was that she was going to sell it and use the money to help pay for his new life. Tears pricked Nathan’s already wet eyes as he felt like he was watching parts of his life being washed away and there was nothing he could do about it.
Amelia had a car seat sitting in the middle of the back seat of her SUV and she motioned Nathan to sit in it. She clipped his baby reins into it and then connected and tightened the five point straps over him. The crotch strap forced his skirts up and Nathan was thankful that the windows were tinted and they were too high up for anyone to look in and see him. Amelia pushed in his dummy, handed him his teddy bear and then got into the front seat to start driving, Nathan could only guess where.