The part list
Part 1
It was finally a godsend to be able to get away from them and finally have my own place so that I could indulge myself in my own little fantasies. I love to relax and home and wear my own little nappies and plastic pants, but the real fun part is when I get to be a little girly as well. I love cute little clothes and now that I am free from my mother and sister I get to dress nearly whenever I want.
My name is Nicky and I’m very small for my age and I’m constantly being mistaken for a 14-16y/o teenager which was great for the buses and trains, but became a real pain when wanting to go out with friends. Because of this I tend to wear dress suits and more mature clothes most of the time to make myself look at least my age if not a bit older. My younger sister Cathy has always been slightly larger than me for as long as we were going through school. She is 18 now which makes me both embarrassed and jealous of her when we are out together.
Cathy knows that she is already bigger than me and she loves to let me see her in just a bra or bikini as often as she can saying that she is already more grown up than me, being an adult too. But I love her all the same.
Tonight I have had to make the trip to my mother’s to have Tea and watch a movie with my mother and sister, something that we try to do from time to time. When my mother let me in she pointed to two large plastic bags full of clothes and asked me to take them with me when I leave and to put them in a charity bin on my way home as she knew I would pass a few.
"If you could do that for me please Nicky I would appreciate it very much. They are Cathy’s old clothes from the last 4 years and since she has developed we have had to get her a whole new wardrobe. I instantly wondered what she was going to be getting shut of; in the past I had tried a few things of hers on from time to time without anyone knowing, or so I thought.
I had never been caught wearing any of Cathy’s clothes, but had come close on a few occasions when either my mum, Cathy or both of them had returned early from somewhere. I am not sure that they would have said anything nasty towards me as we are a quite open and liberal family. My dad walked out when mum was pregnant with Cathy so ever since it had just been the three of us. Mum had made sure that we both learnt about sex once we where both around 12 as she thought it was better safe than sorry. Obviously I learnt far sooner than she did.
I had been home many times with the usual magazines that all boys have, but it was the internet that really opened my eyes. Just listening to some of the things people got talking about made me curious and I started to explore. I found the usual fetish sites and one day came across the term ABDL.
I searched for it online and found a whole new world that I never knew existed. As soon as I saw the first picture of a lady wearing a cute nappy I could not take my eyes off of it, I nearly came on the spot. From that moment on I kept looking and found more and more amazing looking things, finding things from adult babies to sissy baby gurls. I had known about transvestites, t-girls and shemales, but the thing I loved was the guys who dressed as adult baby girls. I never regarded myself as gay or even remotely Bi, but these pictures had me fascinated; I just knew from that point that I would have to try it for myself.
With all this new stuff being found there is only one crucial mistake that I could have made that would land me in a sticky situation in the future. I remember one day leaving my computer switched on when I headed off to school and mum was home for the day. Now this would not have been a problem if the computer had cleared the browsing history, but this day it decided to do an update and never cleared anything from my previous night’s activities.
When I got home and went to my bedroom, there was a little message left on my desk.
“Honey,
I have left your dinner in the fridge ready for you to warm up; I have gone shopping with Cathy and will be back home later. Your computer finished updating and I switched it off for you after borrowing it to do a bit of online shopping.
Hugs
Mummy”
Now this would not have been a issue except for the fact she never signed her notes “mummy” and very very rarely used my computer; only then if I was around. But nothing else crossed my mind so I just left it at that for now. I made my dinner and relaxed for a while watching TV and day dreaming.
I was only awoken form my daydreams by the return of my mum. I wondered where Cathy was but later found out she was staying over with a friend for the weekend; mum had taken her for a few bits and pieces before dropping her off.
Mom came in the house and shouted upstairs to me to see what I was up to. Not long after she came up and asked if everything was ok, to which I replied yes.
It was then that she dropped the bombshell on me.
“Nicky sweetie” said mum, “you know you can tell me anything and talk to me about anything, we have always been open about things”.
“Yes mum” I replied, wondering where this was heading.
“Well while I used your computer earlier, I accidently lost my page and went to the history to get it back”.
“I then saw some of the sites that you had been looking at, I was curious so looked myself at them”.
I nearly stopped breathing from what mum just told me, she had seen my browsing history and knew what I had been looking at. I wondered how she was going to react but I was surprised at how calm she was being.
“I don’t mind how you feel inside or how you feel sexually” she said, “I just want you to be happy”.
“So if you really want to explore the adult baby world then I have no problem with it, we will just keep it from your sister for a while”.
I was just speechless at this point, wondering how to reply to what she had told me. I thought for a moment and then tried to explain to her. I told her how I come to look at it, then about the pictures I saw and finally about the feeling I had wanting to be a sissy baby girly.
Mum’s reply kind of caught me off guard, telling me that it was all fine with her, she was just as excited for me that I wanted to really explore my sexuality and kinks and fetishes. She told me to wait for a moment while she went downstairs for something.
When she returned, in her hands she had a packet that she presented to me, saying she hoped I would enjoy it.
She handed over the packet; it contained girls pull up bedtime nappy pants!
“I hope that you like them sweetie” she said, “they are all that I could get at short notice, but if you like I will order you some adult baby nappies for you to try”.
I was nearly in tears when I took then from her and listened to what she was saying, thinking I was about to pass the point of no return. I think she could sense I was getting a little emotional at this point as she spoke next to me.
“How about you go for a nice bath, then you can try one of these on and see how they fit”.
