Wife Takes Charge

[Baby Mac]

This is so good

[Tiny Johnny]

Part 54

Traci found a bench by the line for the park train and layed my changing mat down on it.  "Did widdle baby girl make a stinky or just tinkle in her diaper again?" she said so that everyone could hear.  She took my diaper off and spread my legs wide.  "Oh, just tinky winkies again.  This is the fourth time today you have wet yourself sissy.  Good thing we bought plenty of pink diapers for you."

I was rubbed with baby wipes and powdered heavily in front of everyone.  I was crying from the embarrassment once again but no one knew that.  "Oh boy, crying again.  Is it your nap time sissy?  Karen, get her bottle for me and feed her while I finish changing her." 

Karen pushed the warm bottle of formula into my mouth while my bottom was prepared.  "I think it might be to hot for her Karen,  would you get me her t-shirt out of the diaper bag.  She can just wear it and her diapers since we are having to change her so much."  Karen handed the t-shirt to Traci as she was chuckling.  "Oh My, how perfect Traci!"  The T-shirt looked like it was at least a size too small.  It was pink of course and had the words "I Love to Wet My Pants" in big glittery print on the front.

It was pulled over my head and came down a few inches above my diapers.  My lace ankle socks and hairband were left on and I was back in the stroller headed across the park. 

Traci and Karen ignored me as they walked and looked for the girls.  "I got a text from them saying they were at the Big Top Outdoor Restaurant and Picnic Area.  I am sure we will find it soon."  I was pushed all around the park with them making like they had no idea where to go.  I saw several people snapping pictures of my predicament as we stopped every so often and they pretended to look around.

We finally found the rest of the group already eating at a patio table next to the Big Top.  Traci asked them to watch me while she and Karen went and got something to eat.  They came back with plates piled high and sat next to me.  I watched them enjoy themselves as I sat there with my bottle in my mouth. 

Traci asked one of the girls to get my food out of the diaper bag and help by feeding me my cottage cheese and liver.  Cyndee volunteered and got the tub out that was packed for me.  She gagged when she opened it.  "Traci, it looks like it has been in the heat too long and it smells like it too."  "Don't worry Cyndee, just make sure she eats every drop.  It's her fault we are here so late.  If she doesn't eat it all she will get a good hard spanking."

Cyndee made faces at the smell, but fed me every lump of the goo and scraped the sides of the tub to get it all.  It was so bad, I gagged and bawled as I was fed.  By the time we were done, it was all over my face and shirt as well as in my mouth.  Cyndee grabbed the lumps off my chin and fed them to me as I bawled some more.  I was quite a site to everyone else at the place.  It was obvious who the crybaby was by the noise I was making.

When we finished, Traci told the girls we were going to the pony rides if they wanted to come as it was on the way to the games and other big kid things.  All the girls agreed that they wanted to come along.  They each took a turn pushing me in the stroller as we made our way through the park.

The pony rides had a line.  There were several ponies that walked in a circle as they were all attached to a center post that turned as they went.  It looked like none of the children riding were over 5 years old.  Several had parents walking next to them to make sure they were safe.  All of a sudden, my stomach started to rumble.  I am sure my lunch was doing its intended job.  No sooner had we halfway to the front of the line when I messed my diaper.  It was obvious from the smell what I had done.  Karen was the first to notice.  "Oh Traci, Little Princess pooped her pants."  "Well, not my problem Karen and I am not going to hold up this line to change her.  We will do it when I have time."

By the time we got to the front of the line, everyone knew what I had done and were waiting to see what Traci was going to do about it. I was pushed right by a sign that read "5 and under only"  Traci got me out of the stroller and asked the kid running the ride if it would be safe for an 18 month old baby girl.  "Maybe if you walked next to her.  Don't you want to change her first?"  "No, I didn't make the mess so she can just enjoy what she has done."

Traci loaded me on a pony with his help and put the seat belt around me.  The brown bulge at the back of my diaper flattened and spread all over my bottom.  A large crowd had gathered hearing that the big cry baby at the restaurant was riding the ponies.  Other children were loaded on the other ponies and the ride started.  Traci walked next to me smiling and chuckling as she held my wrist and told me to "hang on tight widdle baby girl."

As we rounded the backside we turned toward the waiting line and crowd.  Traci waved and got close to me as pictures were taken of us.  "Karen, would you take a video for me?"  "Already got it going Traci"
After I was put through this humiliation five times around, the ride ended and I couldn't wait to get off.  Traci started shouting to the kid in charge of the ride.  "I will give you a ten pound tip if you take us around slowly another ten times!"  Of course he gladly accepted.

When my humiliation finally ended, I was put back in the stroller and wheeled next door to a little outdoor counter.  They had professional pictures of the children on the pony rides for sale.  Each 8x10 was given a number. Traci asked to see ours, number 25.  "How much are they?" "All we ask is that you give us what you think is fair."  I was so glad she agreed to buy it and the woman took the picture down off the display shelf.  "On second thought, can you keep it here for us.  We will be back before closing but I don't want to lose it in the park."    "Sure can, why don't I put it down front so we don't forget."  There I was, front and center, with a sour look on my face, a brown mess in my diapers and Traci with a big smile and a wave!



 

[Tiny Johnny]

Part 55

I was left in my mess for a good portion of the rest of the day.  Anyone coming nearby could tell what I had done.  Traci ignored their teasing of me.  If they asked who pooped their pants, she pointed right at me so there was no doubt.  "Tell them why you wear diapers sissy, go on, tell them"  I knew better than to disobey.  "I wove to wear diapers and meth them"  It was always greeted by a laugh of course.

The girls all led us over to the adult/big kids rides.  They agreed to take turns watching me so that Traci could go on some of the rides too.  My stroller was pushed gently back and forth like they were trying to amuse me or rock me to sleep. 

Traci was thrilled to see some teens from the neighborhood and invited the boys over to say hi to all the girls.  The girls made sure they all saw me sitting in my stroller.  It didn't take long for the smell to let them know what I did.  Traci left me with Kayla and the boys while she got on the roller coaster.

A couple of the boys were hitting on Kayla.  I saw them whisper to her and they started to walk toward me.  They each unzipped their pants as Kayla pulled the front of my diaper forward.  I felt the warmth engulf the front of my diaper and make a big puddle in it until it was soaked in.

They both used my diaper to relieve themselves as Kayla stood so as to cover what was going on.  "There you go sissy, enjoy my pee too."  "Thanks for letting us use the urinal Kayla, I had to pee like a horse!"  They both slapped me in the face with their members when they finished.  After zipping up their pants, they left to enjoy the park.  I was left with a warm lake soaking inside my diaper.

Kayla looked down at me as she loudly said "Did baby wet her diapers again?  Well widdle girl, you will just have to wait until Mommy changes you again."  She stuck my pacifier in my mouth and pretended to ignore me.

A few minutes later, the girls and moms got off the roller coaster and came back to us.  "She wet her diaper big time while you were on the ride," Kayla said to Traci.  "Well then she can sit in it for another hour.  I am sure the hot sun will teach her a lesson."

They all stopped for a cold drink and snack while I was given my bottle.  Traci took out a tub of mashed oats and fed me lumps of it until it was all gone.  I burped when I was done and everyone laughed. 

While we were there, a young guy came over and I could see he was trying to make a pass at Traci.  She walked to the other side of the table area and chatted with him.  I could see them flirting.  She was smiling and giggling with him as they talked and then walked back toward us.  "Andres is going to spend the rest of the day with us if no one minds."  Of course no one did. 

She had one of the girls push me as she walked ahead with her new friend.  Everyone went on several rides together and had fun at all the games of chance except me.  I sat in my mess in the heat and whimpered like the baby I was made into.

As the day got later, Traci and Andres were getting a little too close as I saw them holding hands and him putting his arm around her as she flirted with him.  The worst part though was when I watched as his hand went from her waist to holding her bottom as they walked.  Me sitting in my messy diaper while she did nothing to discourage his groping.

When we were almost done with the day, she asked the other moms if they could take me home with the girls and she would meet up with us later.  "Of course Traci,  and have a great time!"  She and her new man walked away to the parking lot, his hand rubbing all over her bottom.

[Baby Mac]

Always on edge please write more

[Tiny Johnny]

Part 56

Karen and the girls drove me home.  When we got there I saw that Traci's niece's car was in the driveway.  Karen unloaded me and made me wave bye bye to each individual girl. 

18 year old Kelsey met us at the door with my pink paddle in her hand.  "Good timing Karen, I was just getting her things ready for this evening.  Traci asked me to babysit while she and her date spent the night at his house."  "How nice Kelsey.  Well she shouldn't be too much trouble."  "No she won't.  I have her playpen all set up and will put her to bed by 7 pm anyway."  Karen laughed.  "When my girls were babies, I let them stay up until 8.  Well you have fun with her."  Karen got back in her car and drove off with the girls.

"Ok widdle sissy, we are going to start with a good hard spanking.  Your mommy texted me how you tinkled your diapers all day and told me to give your widdle hiney a good, hard swatting.  Let's get that diaper off."

She soon had me over her knee with my bare behind in the air.  Kelsey paddled me slowly and hard and kept saying "Naughty girl wet her diapers" with each one.  By the tenth one I started bawling, but that didn't stop her until she decided my bottom was red enough.

"Ohhhh poor widdle girl have a sore hiney?  Auntie Kelsey has just the thing."  She was reaching around and I heard her shaking a bottle.  "  Here is some nice warm icyhot for your widdle hiney."  At first it didn't feel bad, but as she covered my entire bottom it started to burn and I jumped in her lap. 

"Now let's get that diaper back on sissy."  I was diapered and sat in my playpen as I squirmed from the heat on my bottom.  Soon I was yelling and bouncing around.  Kelsey ignored me.  Her phone rang.  "Be quiet baby, it's your mommy.  Hello...yes I did exactly as you told me Traci.  Can you hear her bawling?  Kelsey put the phone over by me.  I could hear laughing and then Traci saying "Little girls shouldn't wet their diapers all the time should they widdle baby?  Now you do as Aunt Kelsey says and Mommy will see you tomorrow, nighty night."

When she hung up, Kelsey read a magazine, watched tv and played on her phone while I sat in the playpen with my rattles and dollies.  My bottom had calmed down a little bit so at least it was tolerable.

True to her word, Kelsey took me to my crib by 7 pm.  It was still light outside and she left my window open so I could hear everything.  I was changed into a princess diaper, and she put my "Grandma's Little Princess" t-shirt on me.  She gave me a bottle of formula and put me down with my nursery music on.  "Now go to sleep like a good sissy girl.  I am having my friend over so be quiet for us."

Kelsey left the room after she had locked me in my crib and put the baby monitor on.  There was no way I could sleep with the sun still out and my window open.  I soon heard a car pull up to the house.  Kelsey's friend must be here.

I could hear Kelsey open and close the door.  She didn't realize that Traci had reversed the baby monitor the other day so that I could hear everything they were saying.  She was talking to her boyfriend.  Soon, all was quiet except for a little rustling.  Then Kelsey started moaning louder and louder.  I knew exactly what they were up to. 

Soon I could hear them slapping together and Kelsey shouting and moaning.  It sure sounded like he was enjoying himself with her.  This continued on for some time and then I heard them starting to grunt and moan and knew what was happening.

Things got very quiet after that.  I was hoping to here more, but there wasn't much.  I did hear him leave and drive away. 

Soon, I heard my door open slowly and saw Kelsey come in with her hand closed.  "Are you still up sissy?  I have a special formula just for you!  Open your mouth wide for it, or do you need some more icy hot on your widdle bottom?"  When I did, she produced a large condom which was full.  "Now drink up widdle girl"  She poured its contents into my mouth.  "Tommy and I made it just for you widdle sissy."  As she fed it to me, she snapped a picture with her phone.

"What a good girl.  I am so proud of you.  Give me a second while I text this to your mommy and all the nice girls you went to the park with today."  I could here the woosh of her phone as my picture was sent.  "  You go to sleep now baby, mommy will be here in the morning and I am sure she will have a nice treat for you too!"

[Tiny Johnny]

Part 57

Traci got home the next morning.   She went right to bed and left me in my crib with my soaking wet diaper for several hours.

She finally came in around noon to change me and take me down for breakfast.  She only had her thong on from the night before.  Her big breasts jiggled as she came over to me and got me out of the crib.

She changed me and dressed me in a lemon chiffon dress with a duck on the front.  My diaper was full of nursery characters and polka dots.  A yellow ruffled diaper cover was put on top.  I had to hold her hand as I was led downstairs.

I was spoon fed pureed spinach and prunes.  "This will help you with your doo doos later.  Mommy wants a full diaper this afternoon before we go to your first class."  I had no idea what she was talking about.

After I was fed, I was put in my playpen which she had permanently placed in front of the living room window.  It was full of my dolls, blocks, and other baby toys.  She handed me my rattle and told me to have fun!

As it was midday, I was in view of a lot of the neighbors.  They had become used to seeing me, but never let up on teasing me when they did.  I got several big waves, laughs, and blown kisses throughout my play time.  I am required to shake my rattle at them so they can see it.  Either I do, or my playpen will be put outside for me to wave.

Around 2 o'clock, Traci came and got me.  She was dressed in jeans and a blouse.  She had my diaper bag with her.  "Make your doo doos yet sissy? Well that's ok, I can just change you when you do."

I was loaded into the car.  As usual, the windows were rolled down on both sides of me.  Nursery rhymes were put on the cd player and the volume was up.  "Now sissy, I want you to be a good girl for me.  Otherwise I will spank that little hiney in front of everyone.  Someone at the park the other day saw you and told me about a ballet class for sissies like you.  Wasn't that nice of her?  So don't make me spank you in front of all the other sissy girls."

We were soon parking in front of Little Princess Dance Studio.  The lot had several cars in it and I could see in the window that there were several ladies milling about with their sissies.  I was unbuckled and Traci held my hand to pull me across the parking area and into the front door.

"You must be Traci" said the girl behind the counter.  "And this little lady must be sissy john.  She is a little doll and will fit right in.  Have you decided on the number of classes you wanted?"  "Oh she begged for the full twelve week class." Traci told her with a smile.  "Well why don't you take her in the main room and have a seat."

I was led in to the main room and Traci pulled me over by the other ladies sitting against the wall in folding chairs.  Some of them had their sissy on the floor in front of them, some were in the middle of the room.  I was made to sit on the floor at the foot of the chair.
Traci reached down and put my pacifier in.  She then introduced herself to the other ladies.  They all commented on how darling I was.

Soon, two young ladies came into the room wearing leotards and tutus.  "Hello mommies.  My name is Donna, and this is Courtney.  We appreciate you all bringing your baby girls to us for ballet.  We love teaching sissy babies all they need to know for our recital at year end.  Our show has had a sold out crowd for several years now, so a lot of the community supports us, at least the ladies do!"

Donna and Courtney ran down a list of things for all the mommies to know.  These included how important it was to be at each class, that we would be in a recital with a girls ballet school as well, and what outfits we would need.  We were expected to be in pink or white leotards with the opposite colored tutu.  Our diapers must be able to hold up for the duration of the class lesson.  Mommies should have us practice at home, preferably in front of an audience so that we are used to that.  The list went on and on. 

We were each given a shelf area for our things.  Traci filled out my name tag.  It was a picture of a princess ballerina holding a sign.  She wrote Sissy John in big pink crayon on it and stuck it on the edge of the shelf. When that was done, we were told to get in a line and they walked us through a couple of steps.  Everyone had their mommy behind them, helping them through the drills. 

Traci made sure I curtsied properly and that I was up on my tippy toes as told.  There we were, six big sissy babies dressed like baby girls with mommies helping us in ballet class.   And I was signed up longer than anyone else!

[Tiny Johnny]

Part 58

Traci made sure I was at every one of the classes.  She also set aside a half hour each day and made me practice with her.  She let her mom know and told her to let everyone know to be at my recital.  Traci asked her if she and a couple of her friends would come over and watch me practice each day like the teachers suggested.  Of course she gladly agreed.

The next afternoon, her mom arrived with two of her lady friends.  Traci had me in the playpen in the main room.  I was dressed in a pink diaper with baby animals on it and had my pacifier in my mouth when they came in.  Traci had set up chairs and snacks for them on the sofa.

"Hewwo widdle sissy.  Did you tinkle yourself today?  Traci, have you checked her lately?"  "No, would you mind?"  Of course it didn't take a second time to be asked.  Rather than pull my diaper aside to see, she laid me down and undid it so I was completely exposed while she inspected.  "Traci, she wet herself, do you have another diaper nearby?" "Her diaper bag is in the kitchen and should have plenty, thanks."

Her mom got my diaper bag and set my things out for changing.  She apologized to her friends but they said they understood.  While she used my baby wipes she made baby talk to me.  "Did widdle baby make tinkies in her diapey?  Aww, grandma will change you widdle girl.  These nice ladies came to see you dance and we can't have you do it in a wet diapey, can we pwincess?"  Her friends started laughing at how I was being treated.

Traci told her mom to put on my plastic pants over my diapers so I didn't leak while I danced.  She picked out the clear ones with lollipops on them and snapped them in place.  Traci came downstairs just as she finished.  She was wearing a sports bra, racer top, leggings and tennies.  "Sorry I took so long getting dressed but I didn't want things bouncing around as I danced."

Traci's mom had several shopping bags with her.  "Your nieces and I went shopping for her Traci, I hope you don't mind." Traci's nieces were mostly in their teens.  I was not looking forward to what was coming next.

"Here you are sissy, mommy let all of us know what you wanted"  she smirked as she reached into the bags and took out a baby pink leotard, a fluffy white sparkly tutu, white tights and a big pink headband with a bow.  "Traci, in addition, we all chipped in so you could enroll her in the tap dance and ballet classes for the next year on us!"  "Oh Mom, that is so sweet, I will have her draw each of them a crayon picture and I will write a thank you note telling them how much she begged me to sign her up for that.   

"Let me have her put her new outfit on and we will be ready for our practice.  You all help yourselves to some snacks and tea.  Traci pulled the tights up over my diapers, snapped the crotch of my leotard together and stood me up to put on my tutu and hair bow.  She then took a lipstick out of her purse and did my lips.  I looked like a perfect sissy ballerina.

Traci stood me up in the middle of the room.  "Now first we curtsy sissy."  She curtsied next to me with a big smile and then got behind me and pushed me down and made me do it.  "Smile baby girl, we wouldn't want anyone thinking you weren't enjoying your widdle self."  Since I didn't do it right the first time with a big smile, I was made to do ten of them perfectly before I could continue.  The ladies were thoroughly amused at that and her mom took pictures of us curtsying with big lipstick smiles on our faces.

I had to practice my basic steps and how to move my arms as I twirled, plied, hopped and passed.  Traci had taken dancing as a girl so she knew exactly how to do all of the moves.  As I struggled to keep up, she did them perfectly and then moved me into different positions and poses to complete them.  I was so glad when we finished, or so I thought!

"Now let's put the music on for our little diva princess and see how we do!  Her teachers told us to practice Dance of the Little Swans and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."  I couldn't believe we weren't finished, but rather, just starting. 

Traci put the music on, grabbed my wrist and started twirling me around.  I had no sense of what I was doing so it was more like shoving me along with her as she danced.  "Make sure you are always smiling sissy girl or we will have to start again!"  Traci had a big cheesy smile on her face and made sure I did too.

As I was spun around and across the room, I heard a noise from behind me.  When we turned I saw that her mother had pulled open the big curtains in the main room.  As Traci twirled me across the room, I saw that all her nieces and their mothers were outside watching Traci and I performing.  Some of the older ones had their boyfriends with them.  When we finished our dance, Traci made sure we smiled big and curtsied together both for our audience in the room, then turned and did it for our audience outside. The crowd of girls and moms outside was laughing hysterically as the clapped so Traci made us curtsy again and then blow kisses to them.

As Traci waived at them to come in, I realized that I had again wet myself while we were dancing.  Before I knew it, my leotard crotch was unsnapped, my legs were in the air and my diaper was being changed as they all came inside the room.