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A make-belive town of sissies!

Posted on June 1st, 2011 ~ 12:09 am

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In the town, I built a house. In my house there is a nursery for me a bedroom for mommy, and a room for all my toys. The law states that there must be at least one baby per household, willing or not. Diapers Forever is a big bussniess, with everything any baby could want! I am a baby that does every thing my nice but stern mommy says.

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clarisselovelace

Posted June 1st, 2011 ~ 11:51 pm

I too built a house in town. It's a lovely lavender two-story craftsman with stone pathway leading up to the front porch. My mommy and I live there. My room takes up the entire second floor. The only way up is an elevator that can only be operated by a key mommy keeps around her neck. So when she tucks me in at night I have no choice but to stay in my room until morning. There is no bathroom on the second floor so I have no choice but to wet my diapies. There is a fridge full of all kinds of bottles I can drink if I get thirsty. There are tons of stuffed animals, girly toys, and games to play with. I am also allowed to have any of my baby friends over to spend the night, whenever I want.

My mommy runs a very intensive day-care school right across the street from Diapers Forever. The school is for newcomers in town who need to abide by the one baby per household law but have no children. The school is called Baby's New Birthday because when you start school they give you a new birth certificate and put you back in diapers. She teaches all kinds of babies how to learn to be the best little babies they can be. Usually people graduate after 4-6 weeks. Some babies are fussier than others. But after they've been to Baby's New Birthday they always bring a lot of happiness to their families.

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ecchi1014

Posted June 11th, 2011 ~ 2:33 am

I brand new in town and unfourtnatly live alone. the law states that if theres only one person living inba house hold, they become a parent and must adopt a new baby, or they become a baby and is put up for adoption. i choose to adopt a baby and now im the proud father of baby girl chrystal. I live in a two story house very similar to the one described above, and support my new girl lovingly

Anybody want to chat about anything just ask and i'll be there. Hugs and Kisses to all and to all a good night.

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uk_daddy1

Posted June 11th, 2011 ~ 5:05 pm

In the town i build the head offices, manufacturing factory and distribution centre of my adult diaper business. I also build my mansion for me and my two adorable twin adult baby girls, Mia and Mya.

Is that being greedy? lol

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ecchi1014

Posted June 12th, 2011 ~ 10:09 pm

It's not being greedy, it just shows that they were willing^-^. I decide to work at the locale daycare, New Baby Birthday (sorry if I said it wrong) I really enjoy my job there as food supervisor and get to meet clarrice's mom. We liked eachother soooo much, we decided to schedule a playdate between clarice and chrystal.

Anybody want to chat about anything just ask and i'll be there. Hugs and Kisses to all and to all a good night.

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Diaperboy81

Posted July 7th, 2011 ~ 9:47 pm

I just moved into town, unfortunately i don't have any children and don't want to adopt. I am emmediatly taken to New Baby's Birthday daycare to start my training. After 5 weeks i get adopted and now live with my mommy in a wonderful two story house with my own nursery.

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SissyZoey

Posted August 12th, 2012 ~ 12:01 am

I will add a special store called "Sissy Kiss Me!"
In it is a conveyor belt that scans a Male human and designs his perfect outfit, then he is moved down the conveyor belt and robotic arms add the features to him. When he is finished, a before and after photo is made and he is put back in his house.
I will add another store called "Bigger and Bouncier!" where you sit in a salon chair like any normal salon. Then, the Salon girls hook you up to a couple machines and the machines increase your butt, breast, and any other feminine features.
Another building will be called "Hypno-Sissy" where patrons are placed into large dark movie theater. A hypnotic sissy movie plays, and they are hypnotized to think they are sissies.
I will add a Person named Amy Delorin. She is a Sexy Street Whore, always looking for Boys to make out with and have sex with. Sometimes even girls if they pay enough cash. But she has a secret-she is actually a boy, with a huge cock that is tucked away in a prosthetic vagina. She devoted her life to becoming a true girl, but couldn't get enough money for a gender reassignment surgey. Now she works as a Whore, saving money to get it.

I will add a Woman named Alexandria Tomionavich. She is a Sissy Maid for hire. Her ads are all over town. She wears skimpy french maid's clothing, and always gets her hirers to jerk off at least 20 times. She is actually a lesbian, but does not want anybody to know it. she has an alternative job too. It is her Sissy babysitting service, which also includes sissification for naughty boys.

I will add a new law: All women are required to have Pushup Bras and breasts bigger than a B-cup.

I will add another new law: all babies MUST have at least ONE Hello Kitty article of clothing.

Those are my contributions to the town!!

To Be a Sissy or not to be a Sissy-
That is the question.

"Really? Because I'd say To Be a Sissy! Diaper me, Please!"
"Umm...Okay.

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Alice-chan

Posted August 16th, 2012 ~ 3:23 am

My name is, of course, Alice Kobayashi. I'm new in town but I'm good friends with the mayor. I'd start a Japanese style restaurant called Omuko which is short for Omutsukosuchūmu or Diapered Costumes. In the cafe, all the workers are either new girls in town who didn't get adopted and are still looking for a family to adopt them or other little girls who have already been adopted and their parents allow them to work. I'm seen as a parent by the town's government since I take care of some of the girls by day.

The restaurant itself is quite large, sitting quite a few patrons and having a couple changing rooms for te mommies and babies that come. All of the waitresses that work there wear costumes from anime and video games. The theme changes every week between different shows or games but one thing never changes, all of the girls have big, poofy diapers on underneath that insure that they won't need to change in the middle of a shift. Not only that, but the costumes can sometimes be rather skimpy and not hide a bit of their diaper. I make and design the costumes myself, insuring that each one properly frame's the wearer's padded bottom.

I live right above the restaurant in my own little loft-like apartment. I even have an office in my apartment that oversees the entire restaurant through a two-way mirror so I technically never need to leave the comfort of my own house. Not only that, but I secretly have a nursery hidden behind a wardrobe in the master bedroom. Inside, I have my own little setup full of plushies and toys along with a full sized crib, rocking horse and change table. I hide this well from outsiders though, lest I be demoted from Misses Manager Mommy to Little Diapered Waitress.

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Diaperskirt

Posted August 26th, 2012 ~ 9:16 pm

I'll be your Little Diapered Waitress Alice. I'll work real hard and wear all the outfits you give me!

For the teenage baby girls, I'll be running the sissy high school! They have to wear their uniform which consists of pink diapers with bows on the hips, a short red tartan mini skirt, a silky embroidered blouse, a red bow tie, and bows for your hair! Classes include ballet, cheerleading, swimming, fashion, manners, diaper changing, health, girl talk, and erotic cosplay lol.

~To be a girl is to be honest and expressive of your emotions. To wear diapers shows comfort in your body and trust in another~
I like to play Would You Rather and Dress Up, so come play with me in the games section. ^_^
*Formerly tutu49*

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little diego

Posted August 27th, 2012 ~ 3:12 pm

my name is diana and i'm a little sissy.. i've blond long hair in ponytails and roblems of incontinence
i came here with my loved mum and we live in a luxurious house.
mom just opened a saloon just for sissys, making sure by that they get pretty haistyles

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CynthiaAnne

Posted August 27th, 2012 ~ 9:31 pm

Part One: New Sheriffs in Town

The Powerpuff Girls are invited to Sissy Town

They are installed in a neato headquarters overlooking the town, where they play, keep watch, transform at will into teens. They patrol the borders, and protect Sissytown from monsters, bullies and bigots. And Lawyers

Next to be invited is an all Dominatrix Police Department, smart, strict and stunning. They patrol the town inside it's borders. There is very little actual crime to speak of, so very few carry guns; most are equipped with paddles, riding crops and padded cuffs, collars and leashes. They enforce the towns' traffic and safety laws, as well as a new set of ordinances governing the public behavior and appearance of sissies. These apply to all sissies on the street and in private businesses open to the public.

The new laws governing sissies are mild but swiftly and strictly enforced, without leniency or appeal.

First and foremost, sissies are required to keep a smart and pretty appearance in personal grooming and hygiene, dress and accessories, makeup and perfume, and are subject at any time to search and inspection by any Sissy Town D.P.D. officer, Public Official, or Resident Superior Female; Nannies, Mommies, Dommes or Goddesses.

Furthermore, Sissy girls are required to curtsy to any Sissy Town DPD officer, Public Official, or Resident Superior Female, eyes downcast, address all with the proper title, and speak only when spoken to.

Sissy babies are required to be accompanied, either by their personal Mommy , Nanny , Day Care Professional or School Mistress. If none are available, a pool of public service escorts are available.

Sissy girls are likewise expected to be accompanied by a superior. If on a private errand for their Domme or School Mistress, they must be provided with a written pass.

Sissy girls out on their own without a pass are considered to be thence at the disposal of any Sissy Town DPD officer, Public Official, or Resident Superior Female, and are required to perform any act of obeisance or service they may ask, including sexual service and dominance; Possessive Superiors are warned: Be sure to provide your sissy girls with a pass!

Small offences, such as minor mistakes in appearance, are usually dealt with by a mild paddling and stern warning. Tickets are issued for larger mistakes, which require terms of community service to be cleared. Offenses in behavior are corrected by humiliating punishments in public areas, and thorough discipline and reeducation sessions in the city jail, performed by the highly qualified and enthusiastic Dominatrix Police Force Correction Officers.

Repeat offenders may expect longer and stricter sessions. Sissy Girls with too many offenses on their record are warned that they may be classed as incorrigible, and forcibly subjected to Total Identity Transformation Therapy at "Sissy Kiss Me!" or other qualified facility. This may involve Sex Reassignment Surgery, so sissy girls are warned: Always be on your best behavior!

Part Two : Cynthia Anne sets her mary-janes in Sissy Town

I arrive in Sissy Town, a dreamy hopeful girl with stars in her eyes, a suitcase of lingerie and makeup and dresses, and my personal baggage of loneliness. My hopes are high that I may find a Mistress that will take me in and make me her own, but for the moment I am unattached.

As soon as I leave the station, however, I'm accosted by the police, who find me guilty of several infractions immediately! " Ignorance of the law is NO excuse, Sissy Girl " they scold me, and lickety split I find myself cuffed, bent over, my skirt pulled up and panties pulled down, and cropped soundly! On my first day! I hope this isn't unlucky...
" Now, since we've been kind enough to correct your foolish mistakes, you may now thank us, and kiss our boots, sweetie! "
"Uhhmm...uh..huh?" I stutter, and am quickly shoved to my knees on the sidewalk.
"You heard what we said, honey. This is Sissy Town, so you'd better get used to it."
Kneeling on the sidewalk, I sob" Thank you, Mistress Officer" Sniffling and still smarting from their riding crop, I fight my embarrassment and obey. kissing each boot, even as I hear some passers-by giggling at my predicament.
"New in town, huh?" They laugh.

After that, they are kinder. They advise me that I'd be wise to go immediately to "Sissy Kiss Me!" and "Bigger and Bouncier", so, helping me pull up my panties and fix my hair and makeup, they write me a temporary pass and send me on my way feeling better for the whole experience.

At "Sissy Kiss Me!" An initial brain scan reveals that though I'm just a male in badly fitting girls clothes, my brain is completely female; all that's considered necessary is the permanent removal any hair on my face and below my neck, otherwise I'm trusted to be responsible for my own feminine development with only a few minor changes, though they advise me to seek out as much supervision as I can find.. , "Bigger and Bouncier" helps with some small physical alterations to help me fill out my new training bra and sends me on my way: With a cute dress and petticoats on,, makeup improved and hair styled into curly pigtails and bows I'm neat and pretty enough now to be a resident sissy girl!
" They really are SO nice, here!"

I'm in higher spirits now, but hungry. Luckily, I spot what seems to be a lovely little Cafe, called Omuku,
and go inside for my first Sissy Town meal.

Part 3: Settling In

As soon as I'm inside, I'm greeted warmly by a pretty waitress in a kitty costume and short, babydoll skirt, large diaper showing under the incredibly short hemline. Looking around, I see the other servers and staff dressed the same.
"Welcome to Alice-chan's, sweetiekins!" Seeing a little confusion wrinkling my forehead, she adds ",
Oh, I know,the sign says 'Omuku', which is short for "Omutsukosuchūmu or Diapered Costumes.", but explaining it to newcomers takes so long...Oh, fiddlesticks, I did it anyway! Well, let's get you to a table, hon, you look famished!"
" Omutsuko..wha?" I ask.
Sitting me down and handing me a menu, she replies " Oh, I know, it's a mouthful! Though, I bet a girl like you doesn't mind a 'mouthful' now and again! " She giggles suggestively. Giving me a soft pinch on the cheek, she walks off to get water, her large diaper giving her a cute little babyish waddle. I blush to my hair, and repressing a giggle look at the menu.
The food is very reasonably priced, and turns out to be excellent.

Diaperskirt returns with the check, and tucking it under a plate asks " Everything okay, then, doll?"
I smile and nod enthusiastically. "It was lovely! Everyone seems so nice!"
She cocks her head a bit, looking at me appraisingly " You know, if you're new in town, and haven't found your feet yet, a good place to start is the boarding house across the street,' Mistress Ilsa's' . She asks for Sissy Maid service in lieu of rent, so you can save some money. She's a little strict, but really quite nice; she eats here all the time and always leaves us girl's a big tip. Interested?"
I nod and smile again, feeling warm, and she smiles at me and gives little me a pat on the butt on my way out, calling " Tell her I sent you. And come back next week some time if you need a job!" blowing me a kiss.
I feel shy, but blow one back and wave goodbye as I cross the Cherry Blossom Avenue to Mistress Ilsa's.

Mistress Ilsa, turns out to be a stunning and charismatic woman, tall, blonde, and fairly radiating feminine power. I'm a little in awe, it makes me a little dizzy, but it's clear she's used to that kind of response. After a short, interview, accepts me into the house, and explains the rules and terms of service I'll be expected to fulfill. Then, looking me in the eye, a mild grin lifting one corner of her flawless lips, " Ahhh...you were hoping I'd demand personal services for me, weren't you? I know, I can see it in your eyes...well,moppet, don't get ahead of yourself, you'll be busy enough with what I've given you to do already. As to what you REALLY want...we'll see, we'll see. But you'll have to earn it."
I blush, knowing then she can see right into me. I go to my room, unpack and change into my new frilly maid's uniform, and begin my first week.

The first week is a very demanding one, as not only am I required to cook and clean , serve the entire house at mealtimes, and run all the shopping errands, I'm also expected to relieve the pent up desires of the longer term sissies in residence.
The first time I'm expected to do this, Mistress Ilsa, sensing it's my first time, closely supervises, giving me much need training and encouragement, though she laughs a little when she realizes I'm too shy and reluctant to obey without a little force, which she gleefully applies. Even so, If the other sissies weren't so pretty and feminine, I don't think I could have gone through with it.
That whole week I spend a LOT of time on my knees, scrubbing floors and....other things. What little money I have left over from basic makeup, grooming and toilet articles , I have to spend on extra mouthwash.
However, after the first week, my duties are cut in half , largely taken over by another new arrival, and I finally have time to cross the street again and take up Diaperskirt's offer and apply for a job at Omuko.

Part 4: Through the looking glass; Working at Alice-chan's

Alice-chan looks up at me from my application form. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Not much food service experience here. And I usually turn girls away immediately who don't come to the interview properly diapered; it shows me they have the right attitude., But...there's something about you that tells me you can be..molded." *chuckle* "Well, there's no way I can start you out on the floor, but if you're willing to start in the back with the dishwashing and heavy cleaning, I'll take a chance on you. Sound fair? "
I nod eagerly, thinking to myself that without a job, I won't be able to afford even makeup and fresh panties by the end of the week.

She leads me out of the office to the kitchen, where I'm quickly changed into a water resistant shortie dress and apron, rubber gloves and booties, and a large waterproof diaper and plasic panties adorned with kittens and cherry blossoms,Omuko's scullery uniform.

She immediately start's me out scrubbing the floor.
It's hard, grubby work in the kitchen, and several times I'm lucky to just cross the street to go home without getting a ticket. I do get stopped a couple of times, but when I explain where I work, they let me go with a warning or a few quick swats. I even have to spend a bit more to make myself presentable enough to serve at Mistress Ilsa's or run errands.
Finally, though, after an exhausting couple of months, I am lucky enough to be moved up to waitress.

As the weeks working there go by, though, something weird starts to happen to me. I find myself giggling more and more often, my babyish waddle getting more and more pronounced, playing patty-cake with Diaperskirt and the other girls on our breaks, even lisping now and then. What in the world am I turning into?
Will I be jumping rope and playing jacks soon? Making mudpies in a sandbox? Unable to sleep without a nightlite and a plush toy?
Figuring it must be from wearing diapers all week, every week, I go to Alice-chan several times and try to offer a compromise. " Can I pwease..um, er, PLease, wear something other than the diapers? I'll wear the frilliest, girliest ruffled rhumba panties instead, wouldn't those be babyish enough?" Each time though, she just shakes her head, "The Name means "Diapered Costumes, you know that, Cynthia. Just get back to work."
In an effort, feeble though it might be, to slow my eventual regression, I start to hum or sing under my breath a 50-year-old song by Arlo Guthrie called "Alice's Restaurant.

"You can get, any-thing you want, at Al-ice-es Rest-aur-ant (excepting Alice..), You can get..." I sense, however, after being caught a few times doing this, that Alice-chan is beginning to be annoyed by this.
" Cynthia, babykins, we CAN add a pacifier to your uniform. Do we need to?" She asks archly.

Part 5; An Adventure begins?

My continuing regression starts to really worry me. After all, I'm a girl on my own, I have to take care of myself. I'm beginning to believe I'll have to do SOMETHING dramatic to at least ****** this process before I forget how to use the toilet by myself or how to walk.
As I've gotten better at waitressing, my tips have gotten larger. So, after my weekly expenses for makeup, toiletries, fresh panties, new bras, the occasional new dress or set of petticoats, and the girl's night's out with the other sissies from the restaurant,( and mouthwash. LOTS and LOTS of mouthwash.) I've been able to save more and more. I've been hoping to move out on my own or share an apartment with another girl while continuing my search for a Mistress to claim me.
But, inspired by the Powerpuff Girls and our lovely and charismatic Dominatrix Police Department, a wild idea sets my imagination ablaze, and I come up with a bold plan. Dipping recklessly into my savings, I buy the best supplies I can find and begin sewing a costume and practicing with gadgets. Within ten days I am ready.
The next dark night, I don my costume, fit myself out with my equipment, and exit via my bedroom window.
And I take to the streets and rooftops as...

..Catwoman! A masked avenger, a stealthy femme fatale with Ninja cunning, an unlooked for Heroine!

With the benefit of hindsight, I can see that the idea was more than a little ridiculous. For one thing, there was no real crime to fight or or wrongs to avenge, the town was just that nice. But it felt so good being a big girl, feeling just a little daring and a little dangerous, I confess that this important detail escaped me.

It didn't, however, escape the D.P.D. when they rounded me up. As luck would have it, it was officers Desiree and Zarah, the same pair that had accosted me on my first day here!
This time however, they were more flabbergasted and bemused at my appearance, and since I had instinctively curtsied as soon as they appeared, they looked at their ticket books puzzled for a moment wondering what to write. Then they put them away and started chuckling.
" Cynthia, Cynthia, Cynthia....you've come a long way from that naive sloppily dressed little slattern that arrived just a few months ago!" smirked Desiree.
" Sissydoll, I think you'd better come with us down to the station before you get into real trouble." laughed Zarah.

They took me in to the station and sat me down in one of the unused interview rooms, called in a couple more officers, as this was too good of a joke not to share, and waited to hear me explain myself. I'd never felt so silly and embarrassed, even when these same two had had me bent over with my panties around my ankles on a public street! They were treating me kindly, though, ; one had even given me a coffee, so, blushing and stammering, I told them everything I'd been experiencing and planning over the last several weeks.

When I'd finished, they burst out laughing hysterically, holding their sides and slapping each other on the back.
"Oh, my! " said Desiree, gasping for breath, "Sluttikins, when you go out looking for answers to your problems, you really CHARGE!"
I burst into tears, feeling ten kinds of foolish and silly, as I realized it had been the growing child in me that had dreamed this up, like a six-year-old daydreaming over a comic book.

" Awww, don't take it so hard, little pretty one..." said Zarah kindly, still smirking a bit. " You even had a bit of the right idea, but sweetheart, " she said as she held my chin and smiled gently " can't you see you're in WAY over your head? "
"Y,..ye...Yes, Miss..tress Office..Office...Officer Zarah!" I burbled, still sobbing and sniffling.
" It'll be okay, honey." she chided. She bopped a kiss on the end of my nose, and handed me a tissue. " Now dry your eyes. I know you're a good girl at heart, but if you're worried 'bout regressing too far, you don't need to go at it a hundred-and-crazy percent! You just need a little extra responsibility, that's all."
She turned to the others "Any ideas, babes?"

" Oh, I can think of something that might be just her speed." said Dominique, the ranking officer there. " Something our civic minded little princess -of-the-night here might do really do well." She smiled. " You can even keep playing dress up heroine, if you want, just more of a sweet little side-kick. " Kitten-Girl" lets say, and," she added indulgently, " Officially attached and in service of the Sissy Town Dominatrix Police Department, how's that sound?"
My eyes went wide." You...re-re-really mean it?"
" Really mean it...what?"
" You really mean it, Mistress Officer Dominique?"
" Good Girl! Yes, little kitten,I really mean it.

Epilogue

So here I am, still in Sissy Town, a littler wiser, and happier than I ever imagined. Not much remains of the sloppy, starry eyed wannabe sissy slut that arrived months ago. No battered suitcase suitcase of threadbare panties, and I've ditched the loneliness baggage and swapped it for a little wistfulness now and then.

I work as hard as ever at Mistress Ilsa's, (and still need lots of mouthwash, though I've been there long enough that just as often it's another sissy that needs to borrow mine!) . And Mistress Ilsa has lately been hinting that I may be almost ready for my hopes,my hopes of serving her personally, that she saw right away the first day I arrived, to be fulfilled.

I've grown to accept the little girl I become at work at Alice-chan's Omuko Cafe, as well. Evey evening,giggling while serving the customers, playing slap-n-tickle on our breaks, making sure Alice-chan's is the best cafe in town, and always lives up to it's name.
And after work we often get together for girls nights out, or have fun and silly slumber parties, gossiping and trading makeup tips,playing games and letting our hair down (and sometimes even our panties, too!).

I don't mind any of it at all, and have even grown to love it. I no longer fear regressing in a way I can't control, 'cause being attached to the Dominatrix Police Department keeps the big girl and the little girl in me balanced.
I help out with paperwork sometimes, and run errands, and even get invited to serve at their private fundraisers and parties ( though what they do there, and do to me, I'm not allowed to say. I'll just call it the bestest mix of scary and happy, and let it go at that.)

But, every weekday morning, I get to put on my badge, uniform, kitten ears and tail. And I go out to do what Mistress Officer Zarah says I really do best. It keeps me in balance, plus I get to give back a little to the town that welcomed me so warmly, that I love and call home. I go down to my friend Diaperskirt's Sissy High School, and carry out my duties, as Kitten-Girl.

The School Crossing Guard. ^ _ ^

And who knows? I often think of whether or not there might be a need for my Catwoman costume someday. Or whether or not any of my girlfriends have secret "Catwomen" of their own waiting to emerge, and we might not form our own league of sissy super heroines?

After all............................................A girl can dream, can't she?

..................................................................... T H E E N D ................................................................................

( Hoped you liked my little story. Hugs~N~Kisses. <3 <3 <3 Cynthia Anne, aka Kitten Girl

CynthiaAnne

Executive Transvestite

& Monster Grrrrrl

Every new day we are granted is a gift, a precious gift. But it's usually tube socks or fruitcake or some crap like that,when all you
REALLY wanted was a Malibu Barbie.
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"We're alone in a godless universe. Life is meaningless, death is inevitable. But is that necessarily SO depressing ?

"Brendan Fraser, as 'Eliot', in"Bedazzled"

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Diaperskirt

Posted August 27th, 2012 ~ 9:51 pm

OMG Cynthia that was AMAZING! What a great RP and I was such an adorable diaper waitress I could cry! ^_^ *big hug* Do you think you're starting to like the idea of someone diapering you?

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CynthiaAnne

Posted August 29th, 2012 ~ 2:55 am

Gotta keep this short, don't wanna shift this thread from RP to Discussion...

OMG Cynthia that was AMAZING! What a great RP! ^_^ *big hug*

You're such a doll to say so! Doubly warm fuzzies for moi that you that you liked it.

I was such an adorable diaper waitress I could cry!

No big stretch of the imagination, babykins; that part practically wrote itself. (^-x-^)

Do you think you're starting to like the idea of someone diapering you?

Well, I wanted to write something softer and more child themed than I usually do, so it would suit more people in this RP. I particularly wanted it to have strong ties to yours and Alice- chan's parts. As to what I'm really starting to like....I only tell at slumber parties. -_^ So, PM me 'bout that if'n ya really wanna know.

*Hugs in return*

CynthiaAnne

Executive Transvestite

& Monster Grrrrrl

Every new day we are granted is a gift, a precious gift. But it's usually tube socks or fruitcake or some crap like that,when all you
REALLY wanted was a Malibu Barbie.
.

"We're alone in a godless universe. Life is meaningless, death is inevitable. But is that necessarily SO depressing ?

"Brendan Fraser, as 'Eliot', in"Bedazzled"

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Sugar Lily

Posted August 31st, 2012 ~ 12:11 am

I am a sissy boy who dresses up like a girl daily to fit in with the town. My name is Evie and i am working on a new machine. I have dreampt to become the female me for real and wanted to build this machine to transform any boy into a girl. At the moment the machine is still unavailable to the public. my test subject volunteer girl wannabes have been turned into females now. But they have been carefully analysed by the scanner on the machine to see what they would look like as female kittens. They remain in my girl playroom next door to my lab bedroom. No need for a home until i finsh my machine.

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Alice-chan

Posted September 8th, 2012 ~ 6:56 am

Sheesh! I love how I go to Japan on vacation for 10 days, come back, and see this waitin for me! Though in truth, I dunno if I'd be THAT mean....

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CynthiaAnne

Posted September 8th, 2012 ~ 10:02 am

Sheesh! I love how I go to Japan on vacation for 10 days, come back, and see this waitin for me! Though in truth, I dunno if I'd be THAT mean....

Awww, you weren't mean...jus' business like.....and I am SOOOOO glad you're back, sweetie! (#^__^#)

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Crystallia

Posted September 29th, 2012 ~ 3:20 am

Lacy has built her home in this town, too. It is a big, frilly, lacy pink house with 8 rooms: Changing room, toy room, kitchen, bedroom, dressing room, television room, feeding room, and another changing room. Lacy came to the town in pink frilly panties and a long frilly dress. But soon, she will transform...

~the story~

Lacy held her Mommy's hand as they walked into the new house. She didn't know WHAT was going on, how her life came to this, and why was she acting like this?
Lacy's eyebrows raised as she saw the room. It was all pink! And FRILLY! She noticed a changing table, a bag of pink diapers, and frilly pink diaper pins. Her 'Mommy' picked her up like she was two years old and placed her on the diaper table.
"Wait -- Stop," Lacy cried as a pacifier was popped into her mouth.
Her dress flew off and her panties did, too. Before she could spit the pacifier out, a thick, pink, frilly diaper was pinned onto her behind, followed by a short pink frilly dress. Lacy managed to spit the rather large pacifier out of her mouth.
"Please! Wait," She yelled, just as the pacifier was cleaned and popped into her mouth. Lacy's hair was soon tied in pigtails with pink ribbons and a bonnet was on her head. After that, pink baby mittens and booties were added to her outfit.
She managed to spit out the pacifier again.
"Are you done?"
"Yes, In fact. Let me clean off your pacifier and you can go into the playpen and play with a little dol--"
"No! Let me go out there and--"
Lacy was muted as a bigger pacifier had been popped into her mouth. She was carried to a room with a crib. As she was put in the crib, she found out the pacifier had sleeping syrup in it... and something else she couldn't taste.

Lacy woke up five hours later with a wet diaper and with the smell of warm mushed carrots in her nose.
"Mommmyyy! I wet my diapieeee," Lacy screamed. "Wait, what did I say," Lacy thought as she was picked up from the crib.
"Don't worry, baby, I'll change you after your mushed carrots and another nap..."
She was carried into the feeding room and put in a highchair.
She was fed mashed carrots and carried back to her crib.
She woke up with a mushy feeling on her behind.
She didn't say anything, of course.
"Mommy, I want out of my crib!"
Apparently 'Mommy' couldn't smell the poopie in her diaper, so she picked up Lacy and locked her in the television room. headphones were locked over her ears and she fell fast asleep... in her dreams, she could hear words: 'You will pee-pee and poo-poo in your diapee every time you sleep. You will need a teddy to sleep.' These words were repeated and then she woke up with a full diaper.
"MOMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYY! I NEEED A CHANGEEE!"
She was picked up and the changing process went through quickly. Lacy was finally given her privilege to go outside. She built a sissy lounge and put up a 'for sale' sign and a 'hiring nannies' sign. She went home and slept...

~to be continued, its rlly late~

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Sissybabysamantha322

Posted April 12th, 2013 ~ 8:07 pm

I build a house for my mommy, the law says babies named Samantha only get changed every 7 months and have to drink 50 large glasses of water, taking a laxative with each and eat an extremely high fiber diet

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Sissyslutmichelle

Posted January 27th, 2014 ~ 10:52 pm

Leo arrived in town not knowing about the ordinances and laws and was subjected to the mandatory training for sissy babies. After several repeated attempts to escape the Dominatrix Police department put him in on trial for trying to run away from the facility for his training to become a sissy baby, claiming he had no intention of becoming a sissy. Since he was trying to escape to protect his manhood, they sentenced him to live out his new life as a sissy baby until he grew up again and graduated from highschool, starting his sentence at age 1. During his sentence he would be required to wear a chastity device that would only be held by the officer overseeing his new life until a suitable mommy adopted him. After a few days Mommy Marianne adopted her new sissy baby daughter Leona and was given the key to the chastity, informed it was to remained locked at all times until she was 18 according to the town. In addition to his current punishment, Mommy Marianne requested additional punishments such as having to work as a cum receptacle for the actual men of the town with both his sissy boipussy and mouth. When not getting used he would remain in diapers and could only be changed by her mother and the DPD.

His new home is similarly restricted, a set of stairs shutting off the top floor of the house with a lock to which only his mommy had the key to. He had his crib and a small play area with a changing table off to the side. A large TV was there but he was required to watch an hour of sissy hypnosis videos by his mother before he could watch TV for the day. His bottom would remain stuffed with a hollow plug when he was in his diapers, making him mess his diapers without any control. Each month it would be switched for a larger size to keep stretching his hole for his public service.

Shortly after a new ordinance was put in place that any sissy baby boy refusing the sissy baby training would be forced into chastity for a period depending on the number of attempted escapes. Those who also committed crimes who were male were also put into chastity and raised back up from Sissy babies as part of a new rehabilitation program.

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