That original story isn't mine. It's just gone, don't even know who the author was. This revamp is respectfully here for your pleasure. Patty, Donna, Karen and Janet are characters created by Baby Trudy, because this mouse seems to belong in the world she created in 'Patty's Story'
I first saw her at work in the warehouse, standing confidently in the foreman's office while we picked our orders. She eyed me in a way that made me nervous - a tall, powerful woman who spoke animatedly to my manager, another amazon, who called me over.
"Charlie, this is Jim. He's been with us for about six months, and if he is willing, I think you should show him the ropes."
What was this all about? It was just another working week for me, and there really wasn't much to the picking business, so I didn't have a clue about all this.
"Jim, you are one of the quieter guys around here, but I think if you come to Ari's tonight, you'll find something that suits you."
"What are we talking about a date or something?"
"Or something. We'll see you if we see you. What have you got to lose?"
Exactly nothing. I'd been a bachelor for the past nine years. My ex had thought I was just a bit too wimpy and I hadn't really been able to please her. It was ok, well, until my credit cards were maxed out. Then it was over.
That night, Charlie explained what she wanted. That she would... take over, everything in my life, if I accepted. I was sick of sitting still, doing nothing. I decided I would.
I climbed into the back of Charlie's very large vehicle and headed to her home. That night was the last night I would call myself a free man.
After tonight, I wouldn't be free, or a man.
I had always been small. Guys around five feet tall are either feisty or quiet, and I chose quiet. How I'd been noticed, I didn't know, but I hadn't let myself to to seed. Charlie seemed to appreciate it. At six foot six, she sate me on her knee and played with my hair. I was a little stiff at first, but it just - felt nice... As we talked, she quietly undressed me. I didn't really notice when she said 'oh, that will never do...' until she led me up to her attic and opened a box of toys, plastic bowling things. She lay me down on the wooden floor, on an old bunny rug, and opened up my clothing, kissing me all over. I was quite powerless to resist - she'd carried me up in one hand and I hadn't minded. Something
in me was impressed by the power of her.
She looked down at my penis and placed the hollow of the base of the pin over my small member, and joined the larger tip to herself. In this strange way we rose to a moaning shrieking pitch that ended with my crying quietly on her shoulder. It had been so long... She carried me up to a single bed, tucked me in with a kiss and called me her 'little man'.
The next morning I woke up to a heavy feeling around my waist. It was a diaper, all layered over and thick, but somehow quite comfortable. I hadn't noticed it when I was sleeping. Had I drunk that much?
Charlie had been waiting quietly for me to wake up, and scooped me out of the bed and onto a change table. Here she patted me and powdered me and played with me, and let me come again, until I found myself sucking gently at her breast and falling half asleep.
"There, there, little one. Have a nice nap. We have a big night tonight, don't we? Aunty Alice and I are taking you to a party."
When I awoke, Alice, who had been my boss, but was now my Aunty, had arrived bearing boxes of soft pink material and latex. I was all happy and content and didn't really notice as Aunty and Charlie slipped me into my new clothes, first a layer of latex, coloured and patterned like a mouse. I objected a bit, but really, I'm not very strong, and by now I just liked it. It all made me happy.
Then petticoats! So many petticoats and frills in shades of soft pink that I couldn't see my toes when I looked down. Once these were on, Alice began pumping on a small foot pump. My feet grew huge and mousy! Then my legs and waist grew wider and my arms turned into paws. The latex around my face began to expand into a cover that lay over all of my head but my face, so I could breath and see and squeak if I wanted. And when I tried
to move, I did!
There were squeakers in my feet and in my tail, which rose up behind me because Alice had tied it to a largish helium balloon. My costume was very large, so I often fell over, and would have to work my way back up again. It didn't hurt at all, as I was now so very bouncy. I also had large round ears on the sides of my head that helped too. The latex
wrapped around my waist and thighs quite widely, and I found myself falling onto my seat and just bouncing till Alice and Charlie helped me up.
Alice and Charlie led me to Alice's van, which I got into with more of their help. Alice looked puzzled for just a second as we got in, then with an 'Ah!' pulled out a cute pink nose and whiskers which she placed upon me, and painted my cheeks with blusher, and put a little pink ribbon with a bow on my head. I was blushing a little, but I was mouse now! This was natural.
The party was at a big building behind a closed wall. Lots of kids in costume were with their mummies, drinking soda and eating candy. They all smiled at me and said 'Hi' when I met them, and giggled and laughed when I moved so squeakily.
Then one said "Hi, I'm Karen" She was a big, full sized teddybear in costume, I mean you could see her face, but she didn't have hands or anything, and we both hugged, which made me squeak. Then there was Janet, who was dressed as a pumpkin, Patty who was as cute as a button as a good witch, and Donna, who was a baby.
"Are you wearing diapers, too?" I asked, but Donna answered, "We all are! Patty has to, anyway, cause of medical stuff, so we all decided to. Our mummies don't mind us being kids for longer and it feels right if Patty has to."
"Are you?" she asked. I nodded, blushing a little, but getting more comfortable.
As the party wound down, and there were icecreams and cake and games of musical chairs, I found that I'd used my didee and was getting tired. I found Alice and Charlie sitting outside with some other ladies, who fussed over me forever, till I started yawning and rubbing my eyes. Then Charlie picked me up and I found myself in the van on my way home.
I was sitting in my special chair, and looked at Charlie and said, "Mummy? You can call me baby, now..."