Wife Takes Charge

[Tiny Johnny]

“Yes Jamie, we are just leaving now, probably about 10 minutes away…  “ Traci said to her cousin.  “Oh the pool was nice and the class is perfect, but your little niece wet her bikini in the middle of class.  I was so embarrassed having to put her in a diaper on the pool deck in front of all the other moms and well behaved babies. Next time I am going to put Miss Pissy Pants in her diapers and plastic pants before we get in the pool.  If she messes in them then she will just have to sit in her mess until I am good and ready to leave. “

“What’s that?... Oh well I can swing by and pick it up on the way… no don’t worry about it, you’ve done enough organizing and running around already.  See you in a bit.”  “We are going to make a stop sissy.  You will hold my hand and do as told.  If you embarrass me, your bottom will be so sore you won’t be able to sit for a week.”
Traci swung the van into the supermarket parking lot. 

She found a parking spot and got out.  Before coming to get me, she went into one of the bags in the trunk.  “We need to cover you up a bit first.”  She then took a pink terry cloth top with satin spaghetti straps and a little bow in the middle of the neckline and pulled it over my head.  On the front, in metallic silver, it said “Mommy’s Excuse for Being Late”

She unstrapped me and pulled me out of the van.  When I tried to resist, she got angry and said we were going to have to do this her way then.  She slung her purse over her shoulder, grabbed me by the ear and almost ran me to the entrance.  As the big doors slid open, she stopped at the shopping carts. “I was going to let you walk holding my hand, but since you are being such a brat you will have to be more confined and ride instead.
 
I knew I wouldn’t fit in a shopping cart so I was a little relieved.  Traci saw a high schooler that was a store employee and whispered something to her.  The girl giggled and said she would get the manager to assist. 

A few minutes later, this middle-aged woman in black slacks and a red shirt, with a manager badge, came over and asked Traci if she would rather order and have it delivered to the house.  “Oh no, that would be way too much to ask, besides, my little girl loves to shop!”  The manager said she would be right back then.

My relief quickly turned to mortification when the manager came back around the corner laughing and  pushing a large cart for mothers to put their children in.  It had a regular cart in the back and a plastic seating area on the front with a big plastic, smiling My Little Pony on each side.  It read “Sugar and Spice”  across the front in fancy pink letters.

Traci was glowing.  She and the manager put me in the front and secured me with a belt that was attached to the cart.  I was a little too long so they made me pull my knees up to be able to get my feet in.  When I was secure, a pacifier was pushed into my mouth and Traci told me to “Su-ck like never before!”  She then put her purse into the cart and began to push me into the store.  The manager told her that if she needed anything else to go to the courtesy counter and ask.

I was pushed into the store and Traci stopped and looked around. “Hmm I don’t know where anything is in this store.  Well I guess we will just have to cruise each aisle then!”    “I only came to pick up a dessert from the bakery and some snacks, but since we are here, I might as well just shop for weekly groceries.” She took us over to the courtesy counter. 

The teenaged girl that first saw us was working there.  Traci wanted to know if they had any coupons she could look at.  The girl handed her a flyer and she sat down on a bench perusing it, all the while keeping me and my plastic pants on display in front of all the checkouts.

She finally started us at one end of the store and made sure she went down each aisle slowly, scanning from side to side and filling the cart with things she liked.  When we got to the dairy aisle, Traci got three big containers of cottage cheese.  She also stocked us up on prunes, teething rusks, and baby food. 

At the bakery, she told the clerk she was there to pick up a cake for “Jamie.”    The lady brought out a box and showed it to her.  Traci told her it was perfect. 
As she put it in the cart, the lady asked her if “princess was being a good girl.”  Traci told her that it didn’t start out that way, but that I was behaving now.  She went behind the counter and came out with a pin that she put on my shirt.  It said “Shopper in Training.”  Traci took my pacifier out and made me thank the lady politely “or I will spank you right here in front of her and everyone else who cares to watch.”  I did as I was told. 

An hour and a half later, Traci finally had us at the checkout.  She of course picked the longest line.  Also, the cashier was a young man and a girl was bagging.  The kid behind the register burst out laughing and started to tease me.   Traci did nothing to stop him. When he took out his phone to take pictures, Traci leaned over and pressed her cheek against mine, held my arms back and gave a big toothy smile. Her ample cleavage was on full display to the young man.  When he showed us the picture, there we were in full color and a clear view of Traci's bra cupping her large breasts and beyond.
 
He then began texting while laughing and soon had a bunch of his friends there helping to tease me.  When the crowd was in full force, Traci said she had to use the restroom and asked that they watch me.  She left through the crowd of teenagers and disappeared into the restroom.

She returned ten minutes later and surveyed the damage.  While she was gone, the girls went to the makeup aisle and came back with a Hannah Montana makeup kit.  I was made up like a doll with a lot of rouge, eyeshadow, and lip gloss.  They curled my eyelashes and made them heavier.  I was sprayed with perfume and they put a Hannah Montana barrette into what little curl I had. 

In the meantime, the boys kept taking pictures and posed alongside me.  One pinched my nipples until I began to cry.  When one suggested they fill my diaper with apple juice, another one stepped forward and said he had something better and would be right back. 

He grabbed one of the girls and headed toward the restrooms.  When he returned he had a jug.  “There, freshly made!”  My diaper was pulled forward and he poured his warm pee into it.  Then they shoved me forward while the girl produced a plastic bag.  “ She probably should poo herself too!”  She emptied a bag of freshly made turds into the back of my diaper.

When Traci returned from the restroom, she put her hand over her mouth until she stopped laughing.  “Thank you for taking such good care of her.”  “Yes Ma’am, any time, but we think she may have messed herself.”  “Oh yes!”  Traci said as he pinched her nose.  I see what you mean.”  Well too bad for Miss Potty Pants because I warned her that I wasn’t changing her again today, she will just have to sit in her mess.” 

With that, she had a couple of the more muscular boys go out to the van with us and load the groceries.  She tipped them after she strapped me in the back.  She got in the car and rolled down the windows.  “PU you stink sissy, but you know the punishment, all day in those diapers now.”

As we drove out of the lot, she said “That was a lot of fun shopping and now we are done for the week.  Strangest thing though,  after I finished on the toilet, one of the cashiers told me not to flush and went in  with a bag and cleaned out the little dump I took.  She left as I was washing my hands.  Must be some new kind of customer service thing.”

[Tiny Johnny]

When we got back to the house, we were greeted at the door by Jamie.  "Hi Traci, hope you didn't have much trouble."  "Other than your niece here messing her diaper, no.  I had help getting the groceries into the car.  Boy they had two studs do it for me.  They were young and had the most gorgeous tight butts! I know where I will be shopping all the time"

"Do you want me to change her, Traci?"  "Absolutely not.  She can sit in her mess and learn a lesson all day."  Jamie laughed and led us in.

I will get the cake from you and go.  I just wanted to make sure I got to see you two for a second.
Traci pulled me upstairs to my room and told Jamie she could follow.  "I want you dressed nicely for the rest of our day."

As Jamie and Traci talked, I was dressed in a short, frilly pink skirt with matching rhumba panties over my diaper with white lace ruffles all over the back of them.  Traci then put a spaghetti strap t shirt on me that said "Mommy's Little Diva" in glitter on the front.  A pink headband with a flowery bow was placed on my head.  I was bent over and my bottom was then sprayed with perfume. "We don't want your little potty pants smelling up the day, do we?" Finally, lace anklets and mary janes were put on my feet.  Traci a pacifier into my mouth and changed into jeans and a blouse. 

Once she was dressed, we all went downstairs.  Jamie finished talking and said she had to go.  "Oh wait a second.  John, let's see if you have improved your curtsey.  Curtsey for Aunt Jamie."  Traci pushed down on my head as I held the sides of my dress and bowed.  Jamie laughed at this and patted my head.  "Good girl, you will get it, just keep practicing." 

Once Jamie left, Traci said that I would be practicing my curtsies later in the afternoon.  Right now, she had a treat for me. The store had gotten in new strained spinach and new strained beets and she was going to feed it to me for lunch.

She sat me in the high chair and put a bib on me.  She then took two jars of baby food and opened them.  Traci spoon fed me the nasty vegetables and paid no mind to my reaction.  In fact she talked to me like I was enjoying it.  "Since you think this is so yummy, I will make sure to stock up next time."

When she was done with my feeding, she took her lunch out of the stove and sat next to me and ate it. she was having a nice piece of grilled chicken and potatoes.  She ignored me and read while she ate.

When she finished she looked at me.  "You look thirsty.  Well, I wanted to try this a while back, but now seems like the right time. She opened her blouse and before I knew it, my mouth was being fed her nipple.  She told me not to enjoy it for more than what it was, feeding me.  Her nipple got hard as I suc-ked and she held my head tight against her ample breasts.

After a while she switched sides and had me suc-k the other one.  She decided she had had enough and detached me from her large nipple.  She buttoned her blouse and pulled me up against her.  Her hand started to pat my back.  I was being burped!

"Come on little girl, give mommy a nice big burpee so that we can go play. She cooed to me as she rubbed by back and patted me a little harder.  After a few minutes I burped and was let go.

"OK sissy, let's go outside for some playtime.  Traci produced a set of pink baby reins with little bells on them.  They had little flowers printed on them and bright silver buckles.  She fit them over my head and fastened them with a lock.  I was relieved that she headed us for the door to the backyard.

When we got outside, she sat me down in the grass.  She went about three feet away from me and rolled a big rubber ball at me.  She then encouraged me to "be a big girl" and roll it back.  She said she could sit and wait all day for me if I wanted to stay outside so much.  Not wanting that, I proceeded to play roll the ball with her.  She praised me and gushed the whole time. 

"Guess what baby.  Aunt Jamie didn't really leave before, she has a surprise for us.  With that, Jamie came around the side of the house.  she grabbed the baby reins on one side and helped Traci pull me around the side of the house to the front, kicking and screaming all the way. 

Out at the end of the driveway was a little table with a tiny stool and two lawn chairs.  There was food and drink all over it.  "Well look sissy John, Jamie has made you a little lemonade stand.  What a great idea.  If you make any money, we can buy you a new dolly or a dress!"  Both of them started to cackle. "You will keep selling until you earn $10 sissy." They pulled me around the front of the table to see the sign Jamie had made.   It read:  Cookies 1 cent, Lemonade 5 cents.  Help Sissy buy a new dolly.

Traci and Jamie sat in the lawn chairs and took out magazines to read.  Every time a car drove by they would shout and wave to try to get them to stop.  Finally a van pulled over and a mom and her teenagers got out.  It was a former girlfriend of mine, Betsy.  She came over with her two sons and one daughter. 

she told them they could pick out what they wanted and then she began to talk to Traci.  "What a great idea.  She will make a lot of money like this.  I love the dress you put her in Traci.  That's what I would have done if I hadn't found a real man."

The teenagers were laughing hysterically at me and the women just ignored them.  The girl had the boys hold my arms while she took a cookie and dropped it on the ground.  She crushed it with her shoe then picked up the crumbs and rubbed them all over my face.

"Ok you three.  Stop that and get a cookie and a drink.  Let's see, I'll have one too."  Betsyopened her purse and took out some change.  "OK, sissy I owe you twenty four cents."  She counted out a lot of pennies and dumped them into the little pink basket Jamie had set up for me. 

As they walked away, Traci told them to wait a minute.  "Ok Sissy, it's time to practice your curtsies.  You get up and thank them for buying your cookies."  Jamie jumped right up and grabbed me and forced me to curtsey.  She made me do it three times then held my hand up and waved bye bye with it.  Betsy and her kids were laughing as she beeped the horn and drove off.  "Well sissy, only nine dollars and seventy six cents to go..." Traci laughed.

[Tiny Johnny]

By mid-afternoon, Traci said the money earned added up to 7 dollars and 45 cents. Traci and Jamie had changed into swim suits and were tanning while they supervised, there suits clinging to their curvy bodies.  Traci said that since sales were slowing down, we may have to cut prices!  Jamie thought it would be a good idea if they put me out on the sidewalk waving the sign.

Jamie pulled me out on the walk and held the sign in my hand.  Every time a car was coming, she shook the sign in my hand and made me hold it up. Several cars honked at us as they drove by.  A couple of them stopped and bought something and I had to curtsy for each of them.

After a while, Traci told Jamie she would take over.  She pulled her lawn chair up onto the sidewalk.  She sat down in it and made me sit on her knee.  She took out a little red bottle and opened it.  She held up what was inside.  It was a bubble blower!

"Ok baby, try and blow some bubbles for mommy and Aunt Jamie! We think you are a big enough girl.  You can do it!"  Traci held the little circle in front of me and told me to blow. 

When I didn't comply fast enough, I found myself over her knee with Jamie taking my panties down.  Traci didn't want to remove my diaper because she knew it would be a mess.  She had Jamie give her the wooden spoon that was used to stir the lemonade.  Traci made sure to make the mush in my diaper even more of a mess with very deliberate spanks of the spoon as she ignored me and talked to Jamie.

A lady pulled up and stopped to buy some lemonade and cookies.  Traci told her it was free as the little girl selling it was being a brat and getting spanked.  They all laughed at that and the woman watched me get swatted until Traci was done.

I was then placed back on Traci's knee and blew bubbles as directed.  Jamie took out her phone and put a live video feed on her social media page.  Traci smiled at the camera and waved.  She then grabbed my wrist and made me wave like a baby would. 

I was then told to blow bubbles for Auntie Jamie. Traci announced where we were located and told everyone to come get some cookies and lemonade so because I wanted to buy a new dolly!

"Traci, we have 52 people watching her!"  "Well let me know when it hits 100 and we will really give them a show!"  "Ok, everyone watching text or call your friends and let's get at least a hundred viewers for the sissy."

After about 15 minutes, Jamie started to shout, "96, 98, 99, 105 and climbing!"  "Ok Jamie, time to start the show!"  Traci made me get off her knee.  As soon as she got up she thanked everyone for watching her little girl.  "Now curtsy for the nice people"  I was forced to curtsy several times because Jamie said I wasn't smiling for the first one.

When that was finished, Traci spoke right up.  "Miss Poopy pants needs a change so hold on for a few minutes."  She laid out a pad and made me lay down.  She was going to change me right there for everyone to see!  She put on a pair of rubber gloves and began.

I began to fuss and shake my head no, but Traci smiled at me and said "Oh what is this?  There, there sissy, Mommy is going to do this whether you like it or not.  The longer you fidget, the longer I will take so try to act like a big four year old girl and cooperate." 

Jamie stood over us and fot a full picture.  Traci raised my legs and began to smile and sing at me.  "The itsy bitsy spider went up your water spout" as she ran her middle finger up my leg.  "Down came your rain and washed the spider out"  My rhumba panties were pulled over my shoes and socks.  " Out came the sun and dried up sissy's rain"  My diaper was unpinned and lowered.  "  and the itsy bitsy spider went up sissy's spout again."

"Oh My sissy, you have made quite the mess."  Jamie zoomed into my messy diaper and bottom.  Traci made sure she got a shot of the diaper bag and what was in it.  I was wiped many times, all the while Traci was telling me I needed to be a big girl and tell mommy when I needed to go.

When I was clean, Traci took some baby oil and put it on the finger of her glove.  She then pushed my legs up and worked her finger into my be-hind.  "Oh poor baby" she chuckled, "Mommy needs to make sure all of you is clean."  She kept wiggling her finger and pretending that she had to do a good cleaning job.

After about five minutes of me squirming around on her finger, 

she eased it out and oiled and powdered me.  A fresh pink diaper was put on.  She then told me to stand up, as my panties were wet so I would have to go without them.  Traci whispered in my ear, "You will do as told or I will have you go without your diaper as well!"

Traci sang "I'm a Little Teapot"  while she moved helped me dance to it.  She asked Aunt Jamie to watch me for a second and walked back to the house.  Jamie told me not to cry because mommy would be right back.  She made me practice curtsies again while we waited.

In a few minutes, Traci returned and brought a rocking horse with her.  It was white with a big pink mouth, and pink yarn for a mane.  It had a big pink seat and large springs to make it bounce.  Traci made me get on it.  When I did, she secured my hands to the two handles in front and put my feet in the stirrups.  She then got behind it and pushed it forward.  "Isn't this fun sissy John?  Giddy up horsey Giddy up!" There I was being seen by all just as she wanted.

Five minutes seemed like an eternity.  when it was over, Traci looked at the camera and told everyone that it was 5 o'clock and sissy needed to be fed before she was put in her crib at 6 because mommy had a date coming over.  She grabbed my wrist and said bye bye as she waved my hand.

When Jamie stopped filming, Traci told me to sit still and she took down the table.  "But Traci, I thought she had to make $10?"  Traci burst out laughing.  "We had ten dollars at 11:00 this morning, but how would she know.  Besides, this is priceless!"

[Tiny Johnny]

The following week, Traci had to go back to work at her office.  She arranged it with Jamie to leave me at her house, as Jamie was a stay at home mom.  “When you have two children, one baby won’t be a bother Traci.  Just drop her off in the morning on your way in.  Aunt Jamie and her girls will take good care of the little sissy.”

The next morning, Traci woke me from my crib before six am.  “Mommy has to go to work today, so Aunt Jamie, Cindy, and Ashley will be taking care of you today!”   My diaper was changed and I was dressed in a pink romper with lollipops on it and a matching pink head band.  White frilly ankle socks and white T-bar shoes finished my outfit.

Traci made me sit in her room while she got ready and play with soft blocks and a swish ball.  After she showered, she did her makeup and got dressed in a pencil skirt, pink satin top and black heels.  I was fed a bowl of oatmeal and cottage cheese with apricots and rusks.  Traci enjoyed her coffee and muffin and then loaded me in back seat of the van.

We got to Jamie’s just before eight.  Traci brought me and my diaper bag up the walk to the door.  Jamie was there waiting for us.  “Well good morning!  Doesn’t John look darling?  Bring her right in.  I set up the playpen for her until the girls wake up and have breakfast.”  I was led in to the kitchen.  Traci put my diaper bag next to the pastel purple playpen and put me in it with a little help from Jamie.  It was filled with baby toys and had a mobile hanging above it.  “Mommy’s Little Darling” was printed on the side.

After a brief chat, Traci came over and leaned into the crib. Her large breasts hung right next to my face as she gave me a big kiss on the head.  “Be a good girl for Aunt Jamie, John, and do everything she and the girls tell you.  I will pick you up after work.”

Traci beeped the horn as she pulled away.  “Now you just sit there and play while I make the girls breakfast.  If you are a good girl, you will have some fun later.”  Jamie started to make chocolate chip pancakes.  She cut up some fruit and put some juice at each of the three places she set at the table. 

She went to the stairs and shouted up to Cindy and Ashley to rise and shine so they could come and have some yummy breakfast.
A few minutes later, Ashley, who was seven, and Cindy, who was ten, came into the room wearing nightgowns.  “Sissy John is spending the day with us.  I want you to watch out for her if mommy gets busy so that she doesn’t get into things.”  They all sat down and had breakfast as if I wasn’t there. 

When breakfast was done, the girls went and got dressed in jeans and blouses, then came back downstairs to watch TV and play.  Jamie dropped the side of the playpen down and had me crawl into the TV room.  Cindy and Ashley were sitting on the couch.  Jamie plopped me on the floor on a blanket in the middle of the room. 

The girls were busy playing with dolls, so Jamie put on an old DVD of romper room on for me to watch.   She sat and read her magazine until I had watched the whole show. 

“Since you were all good girls, let’s go outside and play!”  The girls ran out the door.  Jamie grabbed my diaper bag and yanked me outside.  Unfortunately for me, Jamie’s yard was not fenced so we were in full view of the whole neighborhood!  The girls ran for the swing set. 

Jamie put me in the sandbox and sat in the lawn chair next to me with her magazine.  She made me play with a pail and shovel and a little sifter.  “Sift the sand into your bucket sissy.  When it is full you can turn it over and make a little hill,” she laughed. 

An hour or so later, the girls were finished swinging.  Several of the neighbor girls and their moms were out playing or working in the yards and they asked to go over to a friend’s house.    “Well why don’t you get sissy on the swing first.”  Jamie yanked my by the ear and pulled me toward the swing set.  She sat me on the lowest one.  It had a safety belt.  “That used to be my swing” shouted Ashley.  Jamie started to push me and the girls volunteered to help.   â€śYou two make sure she pumps her legs right.”

As Jamie slowly pushed, Ashley and Cindy pulled my feet back and forth.  I was being swung like a little baby girl for the whole world to see!    Jamie made sure she made a lot of noise cheering me on so the neighbors got a good look at us. 

When she was finished, she put me on a blanket in the middle of the yard and told the girls they could go next door but to be back for lunch.  Jamie went to my diaper bag.  Traci made sure she put some toys in it.  Jamie took out a stacking ring pyramid, a rattle, and a doll and put them on the blanket around me.  She told me to play while she finished reading and getting some sun.

A half hour later, Jamie told me to lie down and take a nap.  She took the toys away and took out the bottle of milk Traci had packed.  It was hot from being out in the sun, but she stuck it in my mouth and made me drink.  “Nightie, Night Sissy!”  I started to get drowsy pretty quick and fell asleep before long.

When I woke up, I was still very groggy.  All of the girls were having lunch on the patio with a couple of friends and their mom.  When I started to move on the blanket, Jamie came over to me. 

“Let’s get you changed baby.”  Still half asleep, I felt Jamie unsnap the crotch of my romper and take my diaper down.  She took out supplies from the diaper bag and began to change me in front of everyone.  She raised my legs over my head and wiped my crotch and bottom.  She then oiled my backside and powdered my front.  A new diaper was put on and she then went back to her lunch.

When their friends left, Jamie brought us all inside.  She had the girls sit at the kitchen table and put me on the floor.   She had a big jigsaw puzzle for them to work on and put a two piece duck puzzle down in front of me. 
The phone rang and Jamie answered “Oh hi Traci, yes we did.  She is doing well.  Right now she is playing with the duck puzzle.  Well she slept through lunch, but considering its 2 pm, I could feed her now.  Ok, see you soon!”

“That was mommy.  She is getting off work early but told me to feed you your lunch before she gets here.  We had beef hot dogs.  Would you like some sissy?”  I shook my head up and down and grinned, finally real food.  “Ok, give me a minute."

Jamie went to the pile of dishes by the sink.  She took the top off her blender, and proceeded to scrape the leftover pieces of hot dogs off each plate and into the blender.  “Well at least that won’t go to waste.  Cindy, I need a little more food, get me the can on the top shelf of the closet.”   I watched as Cindy brought the can to her mother.

Jamie used a can opener and scrapped the contents into the blender.  “Well, at least it’s beefy!”  As she put the blender on high, she set the can down.    The can was labeled “Alpo Beef with Gravy”!  I cried as Jamie sat me at the table and put a bib around me.  She stirred the bowl and was about to feed me a pureed mess of half eaten hot dogs and mushy dog food.
 
 â€śOops, almost forgot!”  She went to the fridge and took out a big tub of cottage cheese.  She spooned several large lumps into the bowl and sat down and started to force feed me.  Most of it landed on my face, but undaunted, she scraped it off and stuck it back in my mouth.

It took over an hour for me to swallow all of that mess.   Ashley and Cindy howled at my predicament along with Jamie, who kept holding my nose to get me to open my mouth.  When the bowl was emptied my stomach began gurgling and I thought I was going to be sick.  Mistakenly, I cursed at her. 

Jamie’s face turned into a scowl.  Faster than I realized, she had me over her knee, diaper down and was swatting my behind with a wooden spoon.  After her arm tired she stopped.   â€śBut mom, doesn’t she get the cursing punishment Aunt Traci has for her?”  “Oh that’s right, I forgot!”

Jamie went to the cabinet and took out a small red jar.  She brought it to the table along with a spoon.  She scooped out a small amount and told me to stick out my tongue.  When I didn’t comply, she scooped out a larger amount and smacked me on the cheek.  Finally she held my nose and dumped the spoonful on my tongue and spread it around.  It was Hot Sauce!  “Mommy said that’s what you would get if you were sassy!  That should teach you a lesson.” 

I was led to the other room and put on a tiny wooden stool in the corner, facing the wall.  Jamie brought a grape from the fridge and held it on the corner of the wall.  She put my nose up against it to hold it in place.  “You stay there until mommy picks you up you little brat and don’t let that grape drop or you will get another spoonful!”

Luckily, Traci wasn’t much later.  Jamie escorted her into the room.  I was quite a sight with my bare bottom exposed and my nose against the wall.  “Well, well young lady, I am embarrassed by your behavior.  We can’t have this every day.  Jamie, I am so sorry.  I will look into the daycare center they have at my office.  I am sure they can work something out with me.  I am not going to disrupt your household every day.” 

With that, Traci gathered my things and dragged me out to the car.  My romper was still unfastened and she pulled it up and tucked it in to show my bright red bottom to anyone that cared to look.  I was loaded into the van and berated all the way home.  “Looks like it’s daycare for you naughty sissy John!”:-[ :-[ :'(  :'(

[Tiny Johnny]

The following morning, Traci got me up early.  I was sprayed with hair remover, showered, and  was dressed in a diaper with fairies all over it. A flaring white petticoat was put over the top. The pink chiffon dress she picked out for me had short ruffled sleeves and a white ribbon with a bow at the neck.  The dress was about a quarter inch shorter than the petticoat, which didn’t quite cover my diaper.  A pair of white ruffled ankle socks and pink patent leather t-bar shoes were put on my feet.  Finally, a big white bow was put over my head and there was an elastic strap that went under my chin to hold it in place.

Traci dressed in a khaki mid-length skirt, pantyhose and somewhat tight teal blouse.  She put her heels near her purse, as she wore tennis shoes until she got to the office.  She had me lay on the floor next to her as she did her hair and makeup.  When she finished her cheeks, she bent over and put rouge in big circles on mine. ” Now you almost look like a big girl!”  She sprayed down her blouse, on her wrists and behind her ears with perfume.  Then leaned over and sprayed me with a bottle of Hello Kitty Peach perfume from top to bottom.  “You smell just like a little peach and if you don’t behave today, your little peaches are going to be over my knee getting red!”

I was loaded into the back of the van with my diaper bag and one of those keep cool bags from the grocery store.  Traci called the office shortly after we pulled out onto the street. “Hi Shelia, can I have the day care please?”  As she spoke, she lowered the window next to me so I could be seen by passing cars.  “Hi Bev, I am bringing my little girl with me today, do you have room? … No, unfortunately she is not potty-trained, but we are practicing!...  Hmmm, so no room in the nursery, what are my options?...  Well, I could do that for a while, but we better get her potty-trained in a couple weeks then.  See you in a few, bye”

“Well John, the nursery is full.  You could be in the Kindergarten group if you didn’t wet your panties all the time.  Guess you will have to stay by my desk all day for the next few weeks until you stop being Miss Pissy Pants!” 
Traci parked in the garage and got me out.  After slinging her purse and my diaper bag over one shoulder and putting her picture badge on, she carried the grocery bag in one hand and me by the wrist in her other.

The building was a two-story office.  It was an order fulfillment and call center that billed itself as a “woman-owned, woman centric” business.  Women were allowed flexible hours and wide latitude when it came to family business.

Traci ignored me as if it were an everyday thing as we walked across the lobby.  Quite a few of the women looked my way and said hello to her.  She smiled and said hello but kept moving with me in tow. 

We went into the administrative office where there was a sign that said all guests must wear a badge.  Traci rang the bell at the desk and a young lady appeared.  “Trish, I need an id for my little girl please.”  “Why of course Traci, just sit her in that chair and we will take her picture.
 
Traci yanked me up into the chair and whispered, “You do as you are told or we will sit here all day and I will post all of these pictures everywhere I can.”    Traci went behind the camera that Trish brought out.  Both of them were staring at me. 

When Trish told me to say cheese, Traci told her not to take the picture until I did.  With that, they began to try and coax me into smiling.  Traci had a big grin and talked baby talk to me.  She handed Trish a bunny from my diaper bag and Trish waved it at me saying “Yoo Hoo!”  When Traci stiffened her grin and said “Smile Now” I decided I had better and Trish snapped the picture.  A few minutes later we were leaving that office with a picture badge fastened to my chest with my real name and the line “If sissy is lost,  please call Traci at extension 421.”

We entered her office area to a round of loud applause and laughter.  Obviously she had let everyone know we were coming. “You got her legs so smooth Traci, she looks darling.”  Traci smiled and walked me around the whole office saying good morning to all of her co-workers.  Each time we got to a new desk she introduced me and that was my cue to curtsey correctly or she threatened to spank my bare bottom in the middle of the room.

All the desks were in cubicles.  Traci sat at the end of a row in the front.  When we got to her desk, she laid our stuff down.  She went into my diaper bag and took out a set of pink baby reigns.  I was put in and harnessed to the leg of her desk.  The reigns allowed me to go about three feet from the desk but no more.  She made me sit at the farthest point from her desk that I could go.

She changed into her heels and logged on to her computer.  Then she got up.  “I will be back in a few minutes.  Rita at the next desk will watch you until mommy gets back, won’t you Rita?”  “Of course Traci.  Auntie Rita would love to watch her” Both were giggling during that back and forth.

As Traci left I watched the sweet sway of her round behind, once mine to enjoy, but now for others.  Rita leaned back in her chair and made faces at me.  She rolled her chair over and played peek-a-boo as a couple of the other women took notice.  I had met several of them years ago and they seemed all too glad to see me again.

By the time Traci got back, quite a crowd of her co-workers had gathered round and were teasing me like a baby. Traci had come back with a cup of coffee and a bag full of baby toys she had borrowed from the nursery.  She took out a rattle, a two piece puzzle, and an over-sized princess doll.  Shelia was right behind her with a set of large foam blocks and a pink potty chair!  “Thanks Shelia, just set it there and I will take care of it.”

Traci put the blocks next to me and then put the potty chair out in the aisle.  All her friends laughed at my predicament.  She started to laugh as she told them “We are going to practice throughout the day so feel free to watch and to help her learn how to be a big girl!”  Everyone giggled and went back to work, waiting to see what else Traci had in store for me. 

Traci made me crawl around on the floor and play with the toys while she worked.  As I did several of her co-workers leaned out from their desks and snapped pictures on their phones.  I was soon the subject of many emails both sent inside the office and out.  Traci didn’t mind at all and even stuck a big pink pacifier in my mouth and told me to suc-k.

A few minutes later, Traci was drinking her coffee and turned to look at me.  “I almost forgot you.”  She took out a half bottle of milk.  She sat me on her lap and put a big bib with a “Precious” written across it under my chin and tied it in back.  I was then fed the milk.  It was slightly sweet and a little different than what I was used to. 

As I finished, I started to get sleepy.  I could faintly hear Traci thanking Hailey.  “I know you have one of your own to feed so it was really nice of you to help me out.”  Oh not a problem Traci, Cassie is down in the nursery and my nipples were hurting, so I was glad to be of assistance.  Let me know if you want her to take the nipple next time”  With that I fell asleep…

[Tiny Johnny]

Part 25

When I finally woke up, my large pink pacifier was strapped around my head and in my mouth.  Traci was fast at work on her phone.  I tried to get her attention.  “Can you hold on Jane?  My little girl is making that pee pee face of her’s, I think she may need to go potty.   

Traci turned her attention to me and said in a very loud voice,  “Sissy John, do you need to go pee pees?”  I shook my head up and down.  “Do you want me to take you to that nice pink potty chair over there?”  I shook my head no.  “So then you have decided to wet your diaper then.  Well if you do, it will be a few hours before I will be able to change you, unless we can get one of the other ladies to do it!”  I shook my head no even faster.

“Well then, you better hold it until I finish my call.  You can do your little potty dance if you have to.”  She immediately turned back to her call and started to chat again.  “We are trying to use the potty when she can Jane, but most of the time she just wets her diaper.  I will keep making her try though.”

I was able to hold it for a while without any movement.    A short time later it was getting harder and harder not to move.  I started to make anxious groaning noises.  Traci just turned around in her chair gave me a big toothy smile and waved.

I held out for another five minutes before I started to wiggle around.  Traci made sure the baby reins were secure and ignored me while she kept talking on the phone.  Within ten minutes, I was up with my legs crossed and jumping around.  Traci stayed on the phone a few more minutes.  When she was done she looked right at me.  “Oh so you want to dance do you?”  She went to her computer and started to look for music to stream.  She found the “Chicken dance” , turned it up and started to clap along. 

After everyone was laughing watching me jump around, Traci said, “ok, time to go sit on your pretty potty”.  She undid the baby reins from the desk and pulled me toward the potty in the middle of the room. Unfortunately, I knew it was already too late as I felt my diaper’s warmth and wetness.

When we got near the chair, she made me lay down and put my legs up.  By that time, everyone had gathered around and were looking down at me suc-king on my pacifier.  Several had their camera phones and were snapping pictures and videos.  Every few seconds, Traci would move her shoulder out of the way so they could get a full shot of my face, along with hers which had a huge smile on it.  After she lifted my dress up she turned and smiled.  When she pushed my petticoat up, she turned and smiled.  When she started to undo my fairy princess diaper, she turned and smiled.    She wanted no doubt as to whom it was that she was changing and was dressed like a baby girl in diapers.

When she undid the diaper and took it down, exposing me, she did one more pose for the camera.  All the women thought it was adorable and told her so.  Then Janice said “Traci, I think she wet herself!”  Traci turned and confirmed it for everyone.  She turned to me and shook her finger in my face.  “Naughty girl, you wet yourself instead of using the potty like mommy told you.  When are you going to be a big girl and tell mommy when you have to go?!  Well at least you didn’t make brownies in your panties, so let’s get you on the potty and see if you need to.”

Traci pulled up my petticoat and lowered my dress without putting a diaper back on me.  She walked me over to the potty and lowered my petticoats around my ankles.  She made me sit down and told me I had better stay there until lunch time to try and go, otherwise, the next time she has to change me it will be in the lobby when everyone in the building was leaving!  As I sat there sobbing in embarrassment, she laughed and began streaming potty songs as everyone watched me and clapped along.

[Tiny Johnny]

As I sat and cried, Traci continued to bask in my humiliation, watching me with a big broad toothy smile.  While I was sitting on the pink bunny shaped potty, several co-workers told Traci they had some ideas that might help.   

Carley drew a potty chart with some markers.  At the top she titled it John’s Potty  Chart.  She put little boxes under each day.  On the side, she put gold stars to use when I was successful, and frowny faces if I wasn’t.  At the bottom she wrote:  “Trying to be a Big Girl!”

Lauren brought over a jar of lollipops which she had hastily labeled “ Potty Pops”  using tape and a black magic marker.  “Traci, these have been around for a long time, but I’m sure she would enjoy one when she needs a reward.”  “Well thank You Lauren, I’m sure she will appreciate these tasty treats.”  The lollipops looked pretty stale.  They were the old fashioned, round, one flavor ones.

Erica came over to Traci’s desk.  “She was crying so much her makeup ran Traci.  Mind if I fix it?”  “How sweet Erica, go right ahead.  Erica brought over her makeup bag and lifted my chin up.  Before she started, Traci looked my way.  “Behave for Miss Erica, or I will give you a makeover you won’t forget Sissy John.”

Erica pulled up a chair and began to wipe my tears away.  I could hear Traci giggling with delight as Erica treated me like a little girl on her first trip to the makeup counter.  “Your mommy is so proud of you.  She is letting me do your make up for the first time, just like a big girl!  You will be sooooo pretty when we are done!”

As I sat on the potty chair, Erica explained each step like an adult talking to a two year old.  Her bag was full of reds, pinks, and rouges.  She gave me pink glittery eye shadow and thickened my lashes.  She put foundation on me and rouged my cheeks a “blush red”  My bare legs were rubbed with lotion and She even put on pink lip gloss and a few extra squirts of perfume.  After she painted my nails a soft pink, she invited Traci over to look at her handiwork. 

“Oh My, You are cute as a button!  Thank Miss Erica for that wonderful job Sissy.”  When I murmured thank you under my breath, I was immediately corrected.  “No sissy, say it loud so we can all here, but wait one second.”  Traci leaned over the desk next to her and grabbed a clip.  She made me stick out my tongue and put the clip on the end of it.  When I said Thank You, it came out as “Thwank You Mith Ewica”

Traci then proceeded to kneel down next to me and have pictures taken.  She even had Erica get on the other side of me and they both smiled for a shot or two.

“Well it is about lunch time sissy.  Unfortunately for you, we can’t eat at our desk, so let me get my things and we will go to the cafeteria!...