Wife Takes Charge

[Tiny Johnny]

Part 41

Traci noticed us coming across the field and grew a big smile.  She shouted and waved a baby wave at me.  Everyone turned to see me being dragged toward the pavillion.

Females of all ages were there for the party.  Traci was all dressed up in a skirt and heels and as the guest of honor, they had put a tiara on her head and a sash over her that read "Proud New Mommy"  Her mom had on a pin that read "Ask Me About My Granddaughter"

Applause and laughter started as I was pulled into the party. There was a bar setup and all kinds of appetizers.  They had a gift table full of things and a screen set up with video of all my compromising films playing on it.

When I got to the middle of the party, I saw my highchair and a big changing table set up.  In addition, a playpen was set up right next to Traci's table.  She excused us and grabbed my hand and led me to the restroom.  Her mom was waiting with several large bags. 

I was stripped down and laid on the floor.  A pastel pink diaper with princesses printed on it was set out for me, but when they realized I was wet, plans changed.  Instead, a baby pink dress with lots of lace and ribbons was pulled over my head.  It did not quite cover my diaper.  White ankle socks and t-bar shoes were put on my feet.  As rouge was over-applied to my cheeks, "Grandma" put a big pink flower shaped bonnet on me.  My face stuck out like a sunflower.  My big pink Pen-is pacifier was fastened in my mouth.  They picked up my diaper and dragged me out to the party.

"Sorry everyone, she begged us to get her dressed for the party.  Unfortunately, she wet herself so hope you don't mind if I change her", Traci said with a chuckle and big grin.  I was laid on the changing table in front of everyone.  Some of the older women told the younger ones to get closer around me and maybe they would learn something.

I was totally exposed with my legs spread wide.  Traci's mom said that while they were at it, they should take my temperature.  After I was heavily powdered, I was put on all fours and Traci's mom asked her to hold my little hinny open.  A cold thermometer was stuck in .  As baby oil was massaged into my bottom the thermometer beeped and was pulled out.  My temperature was normal and it was announced to the crowd.  The pink princess diaper was then put on me and I was tied into my high chair in the middle of the party.

All the women had drinks and ate while I was helpless to do anything but have my picture or a video constantly taken with someone standing next to me.  In the background I could hear my performances of I'm a little teapot and could only imagine from the laughter how I looked on the screen.

When Traci was done eating, she had the caterer bring over a large pink bowl and spoon.  She took a baby bottle out of my diaper bag and began to spoon feed me pureed spinach and liver as she kept on chatting with the other guests as if nothing were amiss.  She made sure to scrape every last drop out of the bowl and then put my bottle in my mouth and held it for me while they continued talking.

A couple of the women said they were breast feeding and offered to feed me as they were quite full.  Without hesitation, they were told it would be much appreciated.  They showed Traci how to get me to latch on and squeezed their breasts to make sure I got it all.  I could feel the warm liquid running down my throat.

When one was done, the other one took her turn.  "You keep suc-king it sissy.  That is the closest to them you will ever get", Traci whispered in my ear.  When they were finished, I was burped and put in the playpen.

As the guests started playing games, I felt sleepy watching them.  I realized there must have been something in my bottle that made me groggy.  I could sort of hear them and saw Traci give me a big smile and a baby wave as I drifted off to sleep.

I was being shook and talked to as I awoke.  "Come on sleeping beauty, it is time for the ladies to have cake and my gifts to be opened."  I could tell from the tone, that they were all getting really tipsy.

I was sat back in the high chair, still half asleep.  The cake was rolled out.  It was white with pink lettering that read "Congratulations Traci, Have Fun with Your Little Girl"

 The gifts were brought over to Traci one by one.  She read the cards for each one and made sure to hold everything up for oohs and ahhs.  The first gift was a set of six baby bottles and a case of formula.    "Well this will come in handy!"  "Traci, you just pour the powder in the bottle and add water for her." "Thanks!"

The same thing happened for the rest of the gifts. There were so many, and all to assist my continued sissification, new pink baby reigns with bells, dolls, dresses, diapers, hair bows and ribbons, etc.  One of her friends made a couple of big pink onesies with lollipops and flowers on them. 

Just when I thought the last gift had been opened, her mother piped up.  "I got you several gifts honey!"  First, she handed her a box that had a large pink ballerina tutu and tights in it. "Oh isn't that adorable" Traci giggled. Next, she gave her a diamond shaped sign that read "Baby on Board" for her car.  Finally, she handed her a card with a certificate for a year's worth of diaper service from Little Tykes Diaper Service.  " They will come twice a week in their truck to pick up the dirty ones.  More often if you need them." I knew exactly what she was talking about.  The truck had a nursery theme to it and "Little Tykes Diaper Service" emblazoned on it.  Soon everyone in town would know I was wetting myself!

[krystalasbaby2017]

Nice baby shower for the sissy, and to top it off a few breasts to drain the milk from.  What more can a sissy baby wish for not one but 2 or 3 breasts filled with milk.
Looks like the sissy baby is going to be well looked after

[Sissy Poopsie]

Can we have more of this excellent story please?

[Tiny Johnny]

Part 42

All of the gifts were put to good use.  Traci had a dance lesson for me every day for 30 minutes with her.  I had to follow her direction in my leotard and tutu while she wore a black leotard without a tutu.  She led me through all the basic ballet steps, bends and jumps and made sure i practiced while she watched and critiqued.

After several weeks of this, she invited her mom over for a recital and had me run through the paces dressed as a bunny, as she led.  At the end, she had me squat down and shake my tail as fast as I could. Her mom was laughing so hard that tears were coming out of her eyes.  "That a girl Traci!  You have her right where she belongs.  I am very proud of the job you are doing."  "Glad you approve Mom, I will keep working on her though" When it was done, they both gave me a little bouquet of flowers and had me stand for pictures.

I had to wear each outfit and play with each toy I was given at the shower and have a picture taken.  She wrote a thank you telling whoever gave it to me how much I loved it.  I then had to print my name in crayon next to hers.

I was registered with the Diaper Service and they came once a week without fail. I was put into cloth diapers for the duration.  It was arranged that they came in mid afternoon so everyone in the neighborhood, including all those coming home from school, saw their truck parked in our driveway.  Traci told them rather than ring the doorbell, just honk their horn several times and she would come to the door.

My Baby on Board sign was hung in the window right next to me in the van so there was no mistaking who it was for.  A few of my ex-girlfriends at the shower gave Traci some diaper covers for me with sayings on the bottom and nursery pictures or lace on the front.  There was a different one put on me every day.  Traci's favorite was the one that read "Mommy's Princess" in glitter on the back so I had to wear it often.  I was kept in short baby dresses so the writing on them was always visible to everyone.

One summer day, just after the diaper service left.  Traci told me to get ready for a treat.  She put baby reigns on me.  I heard bells ringing outside.  As soon as they started she pulled me to the door and opened it.  "Let's get ice cream sissy!"  She dragged me across the lawn as the ice cream truck approached and stopped in front of the neighbor's house for a bunch of kids.  My resistance was met with a firm swat on my bottom and a shout of "Hurry up sissy, you wanted ice cream!"  I was told that if I kept it up, she would continue to shout it.

I was led to the back of the group much to the laughter of the neighborhood kids and parents with them.  Every time someone new came along, I was told to be polite and let them go first.  When it was finally our turn, Traci ordered herself a nice ice cream sundae.  " and could you let me have the smallest cup of plain vanilla yogurt, no toppings, for my sissy baby girl?"  She got exactly what she ordered.

Traci sat us down on the grass with the other kids.  When she finished her treat, she spoon fed me mine which by that time had already melted in the sun.  All the other kids had already finished, but their parents kept most of them there while I was being fed.  Traci chatted with them like there was nothing out of the ordinary.  A few of them offered to have their daughters babysit if she needed a break and she told them she would love it and so would I.

When I was finally done and my chin was dripping, Traci told me to wave bye bye and then told me to skip back up to the house in front of her or she would spank my bare bottom right there.  I did as told and could hear the laughter behind us.

[krystalasbaby2017]

Humiliation and cloth diapers what every sissy baby needs love it.

[Tiny Johnny]

Part 43

"Oh, well that's great you have after hours appointments too.  See you in a bit then, bye Dr."  "Sissy, mommy has an appointment for her widdle pwincess in an hour so we will need to get your widdle hiney ready.  Let mommy get ready and then I will change your diaper and make you nice and pweddy before we go."

Traci fixed her makeup and put on her blouse, skinny jeans and heels. She laid me down and put a new pink cloth diaper on me and pinned it in place.  She then pulled up a very frilly lace diaper cover.  I was put in pink frilly anklets and black mary janes.  The pink taffeta dress her mom bought was put over my head and she buttoned it up the back and tied the sash.  It only went over about half my diaper cover.  No attempt was made to hide who I was with makeup but she did put a blonde wig of sausage curls on my head with a bow.  She grabbed my diaper bag and loaded me in the van.

We parked in a garage underneath the office building and Traci pulled me by the hand to the elevator.  We got off on the top floor and entered an office side door with a sign for "Mommy's Princess Pediatrics"  As we entered, a bell attached to the door rang loudly in the lobby which had several women about Traci's age in it.  "Isn't she adorable!" "Ohhhh goo goo gaa gaa, won't widdle pwincess smile" a few of them remarked.  "What a pretty little dress. 

What's her name mommy?" the twenty-something young lady behind the counter called out.  "Sissy John" said Traci loudly.  Rather than give her a form to fill out, the receptionist asked all the questions out loud so everyone in the area could hear the answers.  "How old is she? "9 months"  "Breast fed or bottle?" "Well, I want to talk to the dr. about that."  "Ok,  how often is she wetting?" "At least four times a day"  "Cloth or disposable diapers?"  "Started in disposable, but thanks to grandma, she is in cloth now."  These intimate questions continued for quite a while. 

While they were talking, I glanced over to the corner of the room and there were a few males of different ages all dressed similar to me.  They were sitting in a short fenced play area full of dolls, a plastic kitchen, stuffed animals, rattles, a rocking horse, a little plastic slide, etc.  There was a tv with a My Little Pony episode playing on it.

" Okay, Mrs. _____ you can sit anywhere and let sissy john go in the playpen ifs you would like.  The only thing we ask is that you be with her if she is near the rocking horse or the slide so she has help.  We don't want any crying little girls now do we!"  "Of course not, I will sit right by her."  "Isn't that so nice of the lady, sissy.  You get to play while we wait, Oh and look, one of your favorite shows is on the tv.  Traci led me by the hand into the area and sat on the floor with me and gave me a rattle to shake." "Hi baby girls, this is sissy john.  I hope she can play as nicely as you are.  Your mommies have you dressed so pretty"

after a bit, she put me on the slide and held me as she slid me down the three feet or so.  My short dress pulled all the way up as I went down, not that it mattered at that point.  I was then put on the pink rocking horse and she pushed it gently while holding my shoulders.

A few minutes later, a door opened and an aide wearing a top with pink fairies and bunnies on it called Traci's name and mine and led us down the hall.  We were put in a waiting room that was pink pastel with lollipops and balloons painted on the walls.  Traci took a seat and made me get up on the low table that was against the wall.  The aide raised side rails so I was secure inside and said the doctor would be in soon.

"Well hi Traci, nice to finally meet you!" Hi Sandy, so glad you could get us in today."  Dr. Sandra Monahan came over to where I was and made a kissy face at me.  "Coochie coo little girl." she said as she put two fingers under my chin and tried to tickle me.    She then put a hand on my chest to hold me down and did the normal things for a checku.  Looked at my eyes, ears, nose, mouth.  Tickled my toes to see them move.   She then pulled my dress up over my chest and unpinned my diaper.  She proceeded to run her hands all over my groin area and told Traci it looked typical for my age.

"Let's get a temperature.  She asked the aide to get the thermometer and take my temp while she made some notes.  Brandy went to the cabinet and came back with a thermometer.  She asked Traci to put my pacifier in and to help and they proceeded to turn me over, and she inserted it into my behind and held it in!  "Now, mommy is going to count to one hundred for you and then I will take it out sissy so just lay still."  Traci counted very slowly out loud.  When she got to thirty, she said "Oops forgot where I was, better start again.  Hold still honey."  As she got to ninety, she really slowed down.  "Now where was I, lol, oh that's right, 80, 81, 82... and she finally made it to 100.

Brandy quickly yanked the thermometer out.  98.9 she announced and wrote it on my chart.  "That was a pretty dirty thermometer" Traci said. "Are you sure?"  "There is only one way to find out" said the doctor.  Brandy went to the cupboard and got out an enema bag and filled it with hot soapy water in the sink while the doctor brought over a rolling stand to hold it. As I trembled, I could see Traci chuckling and grinning from ear to ear, knowing what was coming next for me.

Brandy jammed the tube in me and I felt the water filling me as she held it in.  I started squirming and Traci got up and held me still.  "Her tight little bottom is so cute squirming around like that" said Brandy.  "I just want to give it a little pinch."  "Well go ahead" Traci told her and they both grabbed a hold and pinched my behind. 

Another aide came in with a pink potty and set it next to the table.  When Brandy pulled the nozzle out Traci asked her if that was enough.  The doctor said she was probably right and told Brandy to fill another bag.  I went through the whole process again. 

When they were finally done with me, they turned me over, held me and slid the potty underneath me.  I let go and it came running out of me like a flood.  "Now she will be nice and clean Traci."  The thermometer was stuck back in and the 100 count began.  When it was done, my temperature was just a little bit lower, but this time the thermometer was clean, although wetter.

"Ok, now that that is done, let's get to some of your questions Traci.  You wanted to know about diet, behavior, and activities." "Yes Doctor.  I have a long list with me!"

[Baby Samantha]

I am absolutely loving this story, with all its twists and turns & I can't wait to hear what Mummy has to discuss with the Doctor. x