Chance Meeting (R to XXX)
John meets Mary, a woman he supposedly went to high school with. And she turns his whole life upside down. Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
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Chance Meeting, or so I thought – abducted
Ok, I have been reading storied on SK for a while and though maybe it is time to write my own to give back. It is my first story and any comments are welcome, bad or good. I have the whole thing planned out in my head even a squeal and if people like it I will finish it.


Chapter 1
It all started about 2 years ago when I met Mary, she was an attractive woman with long straight black hair with the most stunning green eyes I have ever seen. We met at a supermarket in the next town over from me; I would normally stop in there and grab most of my “supplies”.

I was about to go up to the check out with my order when she came walking down the aisle. I could tell by looking at her that she was about the same age as me. I was in awe of her beauty as she passed by me. She then turned around and asked “John is that you?”

I was flabbergasted she knew my name and I responded “umm yea I’m john, but I don’t think I know who you are”

She came walking back over to me “we went to high school together; I can’t believe you don’t remember me I’m Mary, Mary Jenkins”

“umm yea I remember you Mary; long time no see, how you been doing” I replied while racking my brain trying to remember her

“I have been ok I guess, I got married after high school, but my husband died a little over a year ago, it still hurts but I’m hanging in there”

I started to fidget talking to this amazingly stunning woman, could not figure out what to do with my hands and looking off ever couple of seconds trying not to stare “Dang Mary I hate that for you, did you have any kids before he passed?”
“No; we were trying but it never worked out, we were about to start with a fertility expert before he had his accident. Hey not to be short but I have to get back to the house I have a friend coming over later and I have to start dinner. But I tell you what if you would like we can get together tomorrow at the coffee shop next door”

I could not believe my luck, this gorgeous woman was asking me out; at least I though was asking me out. “Sure, I could be here around five if that sounds alright with you”

We exchanged numbers and she started walking toward the front to check out. I was still stunned she asked me to coffee, I could not believe my luck. Then I remembered what was in my cart and almost lost it. The whole reason I went to that store was to not meet anyone I knew. I had all the supplies in my cart for my “play time”. I had everything but the diapers themselves: baby oil, powder, baby food, pacifiers, etc. I started thinking to myself maybe she thought I was married with a kid if she looked into my basket, she had to have saw what was in there. Maybe she just asked me out to catch up; maybe she did not look into the cart. I finally pulled myself together got a few more items and went to the front to check out and leave.

All that evening I worried about what she thought this was a date or “just catching up”. I even took out my old high school year book and looked through every student but could not find her. The next day at work was no better I barely got any work done due to worry, and the clock dragged on endlessly. Three o’clock finally rolled around and I bolted out the door and drove home as fast as I could. When I got home I grabbed a quick shower, threw my best jeans and my favorite shirt on and bolted back out the door. As I went down my sidewalk my next door neighbor Kate called out for me. Kate had moved in next to me a few years ago and we got along well. She was a mother of twins (boy and girl) and her husband had left her for his sectary about a year before she moved in.

I looked at my watch and realized I still had more than an hour to get to the coffee shop and walked over to talk with her. “Kate, how ya doing today”

“I’m ok, how about you”

“Doing really good, I think” I replied as I looked at my watch again

“What do you mean by I think?”

“Well I have a date with a woman; I think it is a date. She said she went to high school with me but for the life of me I can’t remember her”

Kate started looking at her feet “umm did you try that classmate’s site to look for her”

I slapped my forehead “no I did not think about looking there, I did look in my yearbook though but I only have my 12th grade graduation one, I think she may have been a year up or something.”

I stood there another 20 minutes talking to her looking at my watch every few minutes. “I got go darling, I don’t want to be late”.

She looks a little sad but responded “call me later on tell me how it went, ok? And remember if you get into trouble you can call me I will be there quick as I can”.

I started to feel a little bad about talking to her about Mary “I know I can Kate, if you can’t count on your best friend who can you count on. And yea I will call you either tonight or tomorrow”.

I called out a “See ya later” and hoped in my Cherokee and pulled out heading to the coffee shop. I tried calling Mary but got no answer and started to worry. A few minutes later my phone rang “hey there John sorry I missed your call I was in the shower getting ready. I hope you didn’t call to cancel”

I had forgotten she might not live far away from the shop “no I am getting ready also, just making sure we are still on”.

I could actually hear her let out a breath of release on the other end “no I am getting ready now and will meet you there you silly girl”

My heart actually skipped a beat when she spoke to me like that “ok darling I will see you there”


After hanging up I got the biggest **** eating grin I could ever remember. Then I started feeling bad about Kate again. After she had moved in we had become fast friends, we started hanging out, and I would watch her kids whenever she needed (they called me uncle john). After about a year we were over at her house watching a movie she had rented while the kids were back in there room playing, at one point she turned and said “you know what john you are my best friend, I am thankful to have found someone like you”.

It was at that point that I started to suspect that she had the “hots” for me, but it was nice to have a friend like her and did not want to screw it up. Also her Ex-husband was a little fruity and somewhat scary, and by fruity I mean the sectary he left her for was a guy. He claimed he still loved Kate but like a sister, and he was very protective of her. He had even given me “talking to” once; it was a very uncomfortable moment. He was there one day to pick up the kids for his weekend while I was there. “If you hurt her I will hurt you”

I heard this and turned to find him standing behind me. “What in the world are you talking about”

He squinted and it looked like he was trying to bore holes into my forehead with his eyes “I said if you hurt her I will do something you will not like at all”

My palms started to sweet “man were just friends there is nothing to worry about”

He started to look at me kind of sideways “I see the way she looks at you, it is the same way she used to look at me”

“Umm ok man; I won’t do anything to hurt her”

That was the last time I saw her EX, he moved to New York shortly after that visit. But whenever he called Kate I would normally get a “he was asking about you” out of it.


Kate was also the only one who knew about my secret life. It was shortly after her ex had moved when she found out. By this time I had been getting my supplies from the grocery store, everything but the diapers. I was getting them online and having them shipped to my house. It was in the middle of June and hot as **** outside when the UPS driver dropped my package off at her house by mistake. I came home expecting to find the package sitting on my stoop but it was nowhere to be found. I went in and checked the internet and it said it had been delivered and started to worry. A few minutes later the phone rang and it was Kate asking me to come over. I headed out the door and took one last look around and could not find it. As I headed up the sidewalk to Kate’s front door I saw the blind over her kitchen window move and heard footsteps heading to the door. She was there before I had a chance to ring the bell “we need to talk.” Was all she said while ushering me into the house.

After I got in and the door was locked she started with “I finally have proof, I have been wondering if it was part of a dream or maybe I imagined it”

She started with saying that the package had been delivered to her house by mistake and she had opened it before looking at the name on the address.

I slowly started backing up to the door when she said that she already knew about what I did. She had seen me through my living room window all “dressed up” a few weeks back and did some research on why I would be dressed that way. “I don’t care that you are the way that you are, I just like having you as a friend. In fact I think it is kind of cute and would not mind seeing you all dressed up as long as it is not around my kids”

My eyes were bugging out and I could not believe that she had found out and even more shocked that she was cool with it. “In fact I do detect a little bulge in your pants, are you wearing one now?”

I was so shocked it took me a few seconds to respond “umm kind of; I wear a pad in my underwear when not at h-home; it is a special kind for guys”

She asked to see but I could not bring myself to drop trou in front of her. “It is ok I understand, it is something you do not want to talk about” I asked her for my package and said I would call her later and bolted out of the door as quick as I could.

It took a few weeks before I could bring myself to talk with her once again, but once I did it was like old times. We only spoke about my “dressing up” once after that. She brought it up and I asked her if we could not speak about that and she responded with "ok but if you would ever like to talk about it I'm here"

I was pulled out of my stupor as I saw the shopping center with the coffee show come into view. I started to get sweaty palms and that oh so familiar knot in my gut thinking about what to say to Mary. As I pull into the parking lot I saw her getting out of a brand new BMW. She came walking up to my jeep as I was getting out. “Hey there John, glad you came”

I finished locking my door and turned to greet her. “Glad you came to Mary, I have been looking forward to this all day”

She actually started to blush “you ready to go inside?”

I tried to put on my most charming smile and responded with “You bet, I haven’t eat much today and could use a bagel”

We went inside and ordered; I got a hot chocolate and a toasted bagel, and she went with some kind of coffee conglobation that had more sugar in it than caffeine. After we got our order we went and sat at a table that was away from everyone else and started talking. She let me do most of the talking with her mostly making short comments on this or that, but every time I would bring up something that happened at high school she would change the subject. After about 20 minutes her phone started to chirp.

“I hate to cut this short John but it looks like they need me at the office. How about I take you out to that new seafood joint on fifth tomorrow night to make it up to you”

I started to think maybe I have found the one, beautiful and rich. “That sounds great Mary, how does eight sound?”

“Sounds good to me, you ready to go?”

I stuffed the last bite of bagel into my mouth and we took our trash to the bin and headed out the door. I was going to walk her to her car but she did a kind of shuffle and we wound up walking to mine. “Well it was short but I had a good time and can’t wait till tomorrow night” I said as I unlocked my door and started to step inside

“Me to on both accounts” she said while bending over to kiss my cheek. All of a sudden I felt a sharp pinch in my shoulder and turned around to see her putting what looked like a syringe into her purse. I tried to say what the **** but my tongue wouldn’t work right and I started to fell woozy. The last thing I remember before passing out was the same **** eating grin from earlier but on Mary’s face.

Chapter 2
To this day I still kick myself for not asking out Kate before that “chance” encounter with Mary, if I had I would have lived out a relatively normal life with my best friend. Instead I had to protect myself and keep our relationship in the friend zone.

When I finally awoke it seemed like every muscle in my body was numb, and I could hardly move. My eyes were watery and could not see clearly, but I could make out pink and reds all around, and it looked like I was in a jail cell. My feet and head were both touching something hard but I could not make out what. I struggled for a few minutes trying to get my mussels to respond until I heard footsteps coming closer and heard a door swing open. “Is my little girl finally awake?”

I tried asking where I was but found it hard to move my mouth and it came out all gibberish.

“Ahhh it’s ok little one you have been asleep for a week you still probably still a little groggy, you stay there I will be right back”

My vision started to clear after a few minutes of lying there and I was begging to remember what happened before I blacked out. I looked around to find myself lying in a crib; it was one big enough for an adult but a little small for me. I was wearing a wet diaper, rubber pants with ruffles all over them and a short pink tight shirt. I started to freak out just as Mary came back in.

“It’s ok there little one, no need to worry, stop moving about or you will pull your IV out”

With the term IV I looked down to see a needle with tape on it poked into my arm and really started to freak out and tried to get up. Mary ran to the other side of the crib grabbed a syringe out of the bin next to the headboard and injected something into the IV; a few seconds later I blacked out again.

The next time I awoke I immediately herd Mary’s voice, it sounded like she was on the phone. “Yea I know your backed up frank but I am paying you extra for a rush job and I expect it to be rushed; I need the crib in no more than a week. I got to go someone is here I will talk to you later”

My eyes were not as blurry as the first time and I could see Mary closing up her cell phone “ok little one are you going to behave this time or am I going to have to knock you out again”

I found that my mouth was working somewhat this time, but I was still weak. It felt like my tongue was swollen and when I tried speaking and it came out with a lisp “What are you doing to me”

She got up and started walking towards me “Don’t worry little one I am not going to hurt you, I just had to get you here and it is all over now”

I started to freak out again “how did I get here; last thing I remember was getting in my jeep then feeling like I was passing out or something”

She reached down and touched my face “ don’t worry, I have been searching for you 6 months I won’t let anything happen to you, your safe here”

What is she talking about “What are you talking about?”

She lets out a sigh and walks over to the IV stand looking at the dial and injected another syringe into the IV. “The truth is I have been looking for someone just like you, I have been combing the drug stores and grocery stores hoping to find someone buying the kind of things you were buying. Like I said I have been searching for someone like you for 6 months now and I will not let you go” I catch the last bit of what she said as I float back off into blackness once again.

The next time I awoke my eyes were all fuzzy again and it took me a few minutes to focus. I could tell I was in the same room but something felt different; my head and feet were no longer touching the ends of the crib. The diaper cover that was on me was not as tight as before but it still had ruffles all over it. Also I was no longer in a short shirt; it had been apparently changed to a frilly short baby doll nighty. I started to think maybe this was all a dream. I had had this kind of dream before but it was never so real, and I had never had one where I get dressed up as a girl. When I “dress up” it is as a boy and never had a desire to dress or act like a woman. My tongue still felt swollen and I tried talking and found out I still had the lisp. I then tried sitting up but found out I was still too weak, but I did manage to roll onto my side to see more of the room.

What I saw made my eyes pop open, it was the girliest room I had ever been in. It was painted all bright pink; there were posters of Barbie, strawberry shortcake, and my little pony all around the room. I saw a couple giant pink teddy bears around the room, an adult size rocking horse with some kind of attachment on the seat. Across the room there was a flat screen playing what looked like the little mermaid with the sound off and a bunch of DVD’s on the counter next to it. Up on the bookshelf there were what looked like children’s books the kind with hard cardboard pages and not paper. The crib itself I could now tell was different from the last time I was awake; it was larger and now had a locking top on it and a pink ruffled short canopy around it.

I looked down to my arm and saw there was no longer an IV tube running to it; instead there was some kind of locking contraption with an injector port on it and I could feel the needle poking into my skin below it. I started to feel like I had to go pee and tried to clamp it off only to realize I had very little control; I started to fill my already soaked diaper and I could barely slow the stream. I let out an audible “Oh crap” as I realized there must be something wrong with me. Moments after I spoke I heard a thump of someone getting up off a chair followed by footsteps coming towards me.

As the door opened to the room “there’s my little girls eyes open, about time your awake sleepy head you been asleep for another full week, how are you feeling today?”
“Umm I am still weak, my tongue feels weird, my chest is sore, I just wet myself and I couldn’t stop it; other than that I’m peachy”

As she walks into the room I get a good look at her due to laying on my side; I still can’t get over how attractive she is. “Well that means everything in going good with that little added bonus”

I tried to sit up again “just stay lying down, you’re alright, I have you full of muscle relaxants. I am surprised you were able to get on your side actually”

“Why are you doing this, are you crazy or something. I just want to go home”

She turns her head to look at me “You just think you do, give it a few day you will love being my little baby girl”

I start to squirm due to the very soaked diaper “well can you at least change this thing it is really soaked and starting to itch”

She gets a stern look on her face “You know little baby girls don’t speak unless given permission to do so. I will let it go for today but starting tomorrow if you speak out of place you just might get a bottom paddled”

After that statement I started getting a little anxious and thought maybe it would be better to comply for now, after all this chick had already kidnapped me. I would not put it past her to beat the holy living crap out of me. “Yes mam”

She responds with “that’s yes Mommy”

I reply with the yes mommy and I can see her eyes tear up as she starts to smile. When she smiled at me I felt like the most special person alive. I guess the whole reason I had not protested too much at that point was due to the drugs and the fact it was her doing it. Even though this woman had kidnaped me and forced me into that situation, I was still awestruck by her beauty and those eyes of hers.

“Ok; for being suck a good baby girl I will let you have your bottle then a nap, and after that I will help you up and you can eat something and watch a movie, how does that sound”

That was about the point I started playing along and trying to figure out how to get myself out of there. “That sounds good mommy”

She cooed at me and handed the bottle through the crib bars and with the weak arms it was not easy to drink out of it, she finally reached in and held it for me to drink out of. After finishing it I started to feel really sleepy and thought oh crap she has done it to me again at about the point the world turned black.


Chapter 3
Looking back on the whole predicament maybe I deserved it. In my mind I had dreamed up all the wild notions of finding a woman who could deal with all my stuff only to have the perfect one living right next door. I guess the universe said if you won’t take what we give you, than you shall deal with what we force upon you.

I awoke the next morning to find Mary injecting something into the device on my arm and let out “oh crap, come on not again, I just woke up”

“Don’t worry princess this won’t knock you out it is just a mix of vitamins, relaxants, and a few other things to help. So is my baby girl soggy again this morning?”

I roll my eyes behind my eyelids and give her a “yes mommy”.

“Well let’s fix that shall we, it will take a few minutes for that extra dose of relaxants to kick in so let’s get you changed before it does ” She walks over to the closet and opens the door and from where I am laying I can see into it. It is a massive walk-in and looks to connect to another room. She grabs a couple things off the shelves and comes back holding a white cloth diaper with the words Mommy’s girl written in pink and outlined in red on the front, and another pair of frilly rubber pants.

She then came over and unlocked the crib then lowered the side rail then started pulling the diaper cover off then unfasten the tapes “ok little one can you pick your but up for me”

I struggle to pick myself up and only manage to get about 3 inches as she slides the old disposable out from under me and slip the cloth one in. Now as a 27 year old guy (at the time) I had a hard time controlling an erection under normal circumstances, but with the most beautiful woman I had ever met and my pants off in front of her let’s just say that Little John was at full attention. “Holy crap, how can you have that after almost 3 weeks of muscle relaxants and a double dose today”

I started getting red in the face “well let’s just say there is more than one reason I am not protesting to most of this….. WAIT 3 WEEKS, how in the **** have I been here 3 weeks. I thought you were joking about the weeklong sleep thing. I have a job and a house; not to mention Kate will be worried sick. You have to let me go NOW”

“Don’t worry little one, I said you are safe here and that I would not let you go now that I have you and I told the truth on both counts”

The extra relaxants we starting to kick in about that point and my body was starting to turn to goo but my mind was not; it was running 50 miles an hour trying to figure out how I had been there 3 weeks. I started thinking about the whole hot ass woman has really kidnaped me and is not a joke or a short term fantasy fulfillment on her part; I started to get not just freaked out but full on bat **** freaked out. I tried moving but about all I could do was raise my hand and try to swat at her. “It is ok my little princess, you are safe here. You don’t have to: cook, clean, work, worry about a job. All you have to do is sit around looking pretty for mama, you don’t even have to clean your poopies anymore. You can leave everything for Mommy to do and worry about”

“What are you talking about; I have friends, a job, and a life. I have to get home, heck if I have been here 3 weeks then my friend Kate will have called the police by now, they should be looking for me”

She was finishing up my diaper at about this point and after pulling up the pants she turned to look at me “Don’t worry about them I covered all my bases, no one knew were you were going or who you were going to meet with. I even bribed a few of the people who work at the shopping center to turn the cameras off both days that we were there. It has been almost 3 weeks; I think if they had found you it would have been by now. So you might as well accept that you are stuck, deal with it and have fun.”

I got that oh so familiar knot in my gut feeling again. “Well Kate knew your name, I talked about you before leaving for the coffee shop, and she will find me”

Mary all of a sudden got that same **** eating grin I had seen the day she first drugged me. “Yea and you told her Mary Jenkins right? Well let me introduce myself, my name is Mary, Mary Wong. Also this house, my house, is about 20 minutes away from the shopping center and 45 to your house.”

It was at that point that I resigned myself to my fate and decided to deal with it. This had always been a private fantasy of mine anyways, not the girl part but the baby part itself. The prospect of not having to go to work anymore was a definite plus, the only thing about it was the fact I would not get to see Kate. In two short years she had become my most valued friend, and the person I went to when I needed to talk. But what was I to do, unless Mary dropped dead or got deported there was no way to get away from the relaxants and locks. And while I had resigned myself it did not mean I would not act on a chance of escape when the opportunity presented itself. So I looked up to Mary and said “Mommy what about my food and movie for being a good girl yesterday?”

She looked down at me after that and there was that dang smile again, yet again she made me feel like the most special person on the planet with it. “Ok my little baby girl a promise is a promise let’s get you out of this crib.”

She then proceeded to help me in my drugged up state to a large version of a stroller, one of the high-tek ones with the attachable tray and locking wheels, speakers and MP3 player built into it. Heck I never even had a regular chair this fancy at my house, much less a “playtime” item. “Mommy are you rich?”

She then looked down at me “I will tell you all about that and more later, but we have to get some food into you now after being on an IV drip for 3 weeks, I will restart the movie and turn it up while I make you something to eat”

She then went and restarted the movie it was the Little Mermaid. She then turned, came over to me, gave me a kiss on the forehead, flashed that smile and headed out the door with it somehow closing behind her on its own.

About 10 minutes later the door opens by itself again and she strolls in with a bottle, a Sippy cup and what looks like baby food in large glass mug. “Ok sweetie, I will make you something better tomorrow but I don’t want you getting sick and with everything in your system right now. I would be worried giving you anything bigger, you might choke on it.”

I am not sure what is in that glass mug but my mouth starts salivating due to no solid foods in a while. “Hungry hungry Mommy gimme, gimme”

She takes the glass cup and brings it to my mouth “ok baby girl open up here comes the airplane”

I am surprised as it hits my tongue as it actually tasted good. “Mommy that was delicious, I’m still hungry though”

She wipes some of the excess off the sides of my mouth. “I hoped you would like it, I made it myself. It was bananas, strawberries and kiwi all mixed up and blended, but were going to have to finish off with a bottle as I don’t want you to get sick” As she fed me the bottle I started thinking this is kind of cool.

“Ok now that were allll done I will let you finish watching this movie then maybe another if you’re not sleepy but then it is night night time as your still not one hundred present better”

I looked up at her with big puppy dog eyes “Ok Mommy if you say so I will”

She left me there in the stroller watching the movie with a Sippy cup full of juice knowing full well I could barely move much less drink from it. As I finished the movie I started to realize that my diaper was wet again and I did not remember doing it. It was not the first time I had lost control of my bladder. It had happened to me once before back when I was just out of high school and it was what first got me into diapers. I had appendicitis and did not realize it to till late, and my appendix ruptured while I was alone. I almost died from it and it took me awhile in the hospitable to recoup from the operation. After I got out I could not keep from wetting myself. I remembered how I had regained control then, so I started to exercise my bladder mussels by contracting and releasing sitting there in the chair and did it until falling asleep.


Chapter 4
How often do you have a woman waiting on you hand and foot, it was intoxicating having that gorgeous creatures attention directed solely on me. So yea I was digging being Mary’s baby although I could deal without the girl part, that was until the next morning. She of course found a way to bring me back into it, and man was it a ride.

The next morning I awoke locked in my crib in a different baby doll nighty, but this time I could actually move. I moaned a little as I tried working the stiffness and soreness out of my arms and legs. It felt good not to be weak as a bean for once and I reveled in it. I started to feel all over my body and realized that my chest was still tender; it also felt as if my nipples had gotten larger. Also it seemed as if my chest itself was poking out a bit and I started to get a little worried.

I let out “What the ****” and realized that my tongue was still swollen and I still had the lisp.

I figured there must be a baby monitor in the room because two minutes later Mary came walking in. “I had hoped to get up before you, but oh well. And how is Mommy’s girl doing this morning”

“Umm My chest hurts, my nipples are bigger then I remember and I think I am growing breasts; what have you done to me?”

She got a big smile on her face and came over to the side of the crib right out of arms reach “really let me see, I thought it was starting to work”
I started thinking no way “what is working? I am growing breast and your happy, what the **** did you do to me”

She got a stern look on her face “I will let baby slide on that one but she will have to watch her mouth or get a spanking. And what I did is put you on a new type of female hormones inducing drug I got from my old work place before I left”

I took a second to regain my composure before replying due to the fact that I really did not want to find out what kind of spanking she would give me. To look at this room and all the money she spent on I would have to figure she has some kind of automated spanking machine so she does not wear her arm out.

I smiled and grit my teeth “Um Mommy why did you give me that”

She smiled back and said “Well all growing baby girls need to start developing at some point, and now is the best time for my little one, and this drug not only gives your system a massive dose to get you going it also tells your current hormone production plants to switch from producing nasty ole testosterone to making more estrogen. Now pull up your nighty so mommy can see what is going on under there.” As I pulled up my nighty she starts cooing “it really is working and so fast to. Mommy thinks Baby could fill out an A cup now” She keeps going on about it as I mutter under my breath and realize for the first time that there is not a lick of hair on my body other than my head and eyebrows. “What’s wrong now my little dumpling”

I put my hand down my diaper “I have no hair; and no stubble, even down there I can never get it close enough not to leave stubble”

“Don’t worry it all got permanently removed with a laser the day you came home with me, we stopped in to where I used to work; I snuck you in late and took it all off.”

I was fuming now and could not believe what this woman had done to me. I wanted to reach out and grab her but she was still out of arms reach

“I know you may be feeling down baby but it will get better, you’re just not used to all your new hormones and it will take a while to acclimate. Tell you what I think you’re alright to eat the good stuff today. How about a nice big meals to calm you down after your diaper change, but you have to do one thing for me.”

I shake my head ok, not trusting myself to speak at that point. “I am going to hand you something and you have to put it into the thing on your arm”

I shake my head again, she then hands me the syringe and I poke the needle into the gizmo and press the plunger. “Ok I will be back in 5, have to get changed. Be good till I get back”

About 2 minutes after she leaves the room I start to feel really groovy, and by the time she came back in I was having a hard trying to keep myself composed. She could tell the meds were working and came up unlocked the bed pulled the rail down and straight off starting tickling me. That done it, all my composure went out the door and I starting laughing like a little 2 year old.

At one point it felt like something in my throat snapped and my laughing started to come out as squealing. It was not like a two year old laughing sound but it did sound like a woman doing it.

She finally stopped and it took me a few minutes to calm down. “Umm what was in that. Man this is soooo much better then beer, can I have some more.”

“LaLaLaLaLa Umm I think I broke something in my throat. Wait what the heck, holy crap I sound like a chick WHAT THE ****”

“Dudeee this is freaky, what did you do to me this time.”

“Man this is soooo much better then beer. **I’m a genie in a bottle** wow this issssss weird. Where is my food woman? ….. Me hunngy NOW MOMMY.. Wow I have to sit down a second……. Wait I am sitting down.”

From what I remember of the first hour after I took whatever was in that syringe is the fact that my voice changed permanently and it was the hardest I ever saw Mary laugh in all of the time I knew her. After I calmed down a bit and she stopped laughing she lead me over to the changing table and took everything I had on off. She then had me stand up and lead me to the bathroom. And when I say bathroom that is an understatement, it was more like a bathhouse. It was huge; there were 2 showers and 2 tubs. Along the back wall there were shelves of different kinds and brands of diapers both cloth and disposable. And next to them were the diaper covers; all kinds of them to ranging from normal white ones to pink frilly ones, and even a few leather ones but they did not look like they could actually do anything about leaks.

She led me to the bathtub that was already full of hot bubbly water “Wow Mommy, me think I could live in this room if it had a TV”

She laughed at me again and grabbed a remote next to the tub and hit a button on it. Part of the wall facing away from the tubs opened up and the TV came into view. “HOLY MACRARLE, I could live in here”

She continued to laugh at me and responded with “Ok baby girl hop into the tub and we will give you a good washing down”

I jumped in getting water everywhere including on her. She then grabbed a lufa and started to wash me down “I can wash meself mammy I am not baby, oh wait me ams, tppppp” She just laughed and continued washing.

After she finished washing then came the shampoo. “This is only baby shampoo my little pumpkin but it may still sting a little so better close your eyes” I just stuck my tongue out at her and swoosh water onto her. “You stinker you better close your eyes or you won’t get your surprise after lunch”

My eyes got big around at that “oh oh oh surprise, what is it mommys me wanna know” She pinched my nose and said you will have to wait.

She finished washing my hair and asked if I was ready to get out “Yea Mommy, me starting to get prunie”

She then helped me get out of the tub and lead me back into the nursery had me hop up on the changing table and went and grabbed a fresh cloth diaper and another laced ruffled diaper cover. She poured baby oil on my diaper area and little John made another spectacular appearance. She went over to her tray table next to the bed and grabbed another injection syringe, locked it back and then came over and poked me in the junk with the syringe. “Owey Mommy that hurties”

She started cooing and saying it will be all right it is all over and about 30 seconds later my junk was all shrunk up to out of the pool size. She then powered my behind, slip something up my rear end and fastened the diaper. After The diaper she had me step into the cover and lead me over to the TV and started another movie. “I will be back in about 20 minutes with your lunch so be a good girl and you will get that surprise afterwards”

I look up at her “yes Mommy I be good, but hurrys me hungry now” She gave me an “ok Sweetie” and bent down to kiss me on the forehead and walked out of the self-opening door.


Chapter 5
Before I knew it Mary had come back in with my meal. And while I am not sure if it was that lack of any solid food for 3 weeks or a case of the munchies from the drugs it was the best meal I have ever had. Also I finally got to hear why she had been doing all this to me.

“Here you go little one a meal fit for a princess, hop in your stroller”

She attached the tray to the stroller after I jumped in and sat the plate and a small spoon down in front of me. My mouth started salivating at the sight of the meal. Pieces of marinated pork chops already cut up, real mash potatoes with butter and sour cream, large shell macaroni with real cheese and green beans cut into small pieces.

I let out a “who man this looks good” and dug right in without even worrying about the spoon. There was a good bit of food on the plate but it took me very little time to finish it all.

“Ok next time baby uses a bib” she said as she started to clean me up. I played with her trying to get the mess I had created on her and giggling the whole time while she was doing it.

“God I just love how your voice has changed, I did not think that it would only take 1 injection; I guess all the estrogen helped. Ok now little girl are you ready for your surprise”

My eyes shot open and I looked up at her “yea, yea me ready whacha got mommy”

She removed the tray and told me to hop into the crib. I jumped in as she came over to sit next to me and put my head in her lap.

“Ok here is the big surprise” She took her top off and lowered one of the flaps on the nursing bra she had on and took my head and cradled it to her. My head hit the roof; her breasts were just as gorgeous as the rest of her and it had always been a fantasy of mine to breastfeed. I started to nurse and once I figure out the rhythm to it I began emptying those lovely melons. I started to fall asleep halfway through the second one only to awake a few minutes later. She then got me to hop up the changing table and proceeded to change a very soggy and dirty diaper. I tried to remember when I had messed it but could not recall doing it; heck I did not even smell it until she took the cover off. She finished up the change putting on another cloth and cover then lead me to the crib.

“Ok now little one I will tell you a little story before naptime; it should answer a lot of questions for you. To start with yes Mommy is rich but it is a sad story of how she became so. She was a doctor at one of the largest and most well-funded private hospitals in the US and that is where she met her husband. He was a nice looking Asian doctor who also worked at the hospital. Mommy and this man got alone very well and about 6 months after they started dating they went ahead and tied the knot. After the wedding though she found out that this man had a big secret; he liked to dress up and pretend he was a frilly little girl. When she found out she flipped and almost had the marriage annulled but she did love him and decided if this was something that he liked she would at least try to understand it and so asked if she could join in play time to see what it was all about. Before long Mommy was the one asking for play time and even started to escalate to newer and stranger things. Not long after their second anniversary though Mommy got a call saying that her husband had been killed in an automobile accident. They both had a large life insurance policy and when he died Mommy got a large check and invested most of it. After a while she started to miss play time and decided to find a new baby to fill the void. She knew from her husband what to look for and started combing shops and finally found me and knew right away that she had found the one.”

“I followed you home from that store one day and got your name and address off of your mailbox. I had a friend look up your bank card transactions to make sure I was right about you then formed my plan. Nice thing about you no one knows you are here so we can do all kind of things I could never do with my husband. He still had to go outside and to work so permanent things were out of the question. I have a lot planned for you my little one, and many years ahead of us.” After she was done with her story she handed me a pacifier and a teddy bear, told me to go to sleep and locked the crib.

The next morning I woke just as Mary was finishing an injection into the gizmo on my arm. “Don’t worry hon this is not what I gave you yesterday, this is just the relaxants to make sure you’re a good baby but this is not as strong as I have been giving you. I think you can be trusted a little after yesterday. And try not to speak much your throat might be sore for a few days”

As the memories of the previous day started to come back to me I began to feel like a total fool for the way I acted. Then I remembered what had happen to my voice and cringed.

I hummed a few bars to make sure that part was not a dream. “Great I still sound like a girl, what you plan on doing to me today whacking my gonads off?”

“I would never think of hurting you sweetie, and those gonads as you call them are producing the hormones you need right now so no touching them”

I looked at her sideways and asked “So what was the stuff you gave me yesterday? I must admit I kind of liked it, sooo much better than a beer buzz”

“As you know I worked in a private hospital and we had a lot of drug trails going on and I was able to swipe a few I thought would be handy before I left. Let’s just say a lot of the stuff you have been on is not FDA approved. But I would never put you in danger; it has all been tested and proven to be safe. Ok enough question for now, how about I go grab you something to eat. I will be back in a few.”

As she headed out the door I started to take stock of what she had done to me. I first noticed that my hair was curly. I had never worried much about keeping my hair short; I could never really do anything with it anyway as it had a mind of its own. Then I realized that I indeed did have breast growing and they were quite sore. I looked at the nipples and yea they were larger to. I touched them and found that they were very sensitive. I started to play with them and the next thing I knew I had my hand down my diaper playing with myself. I had no control over what I was doing; it was like my nipples had turned into an on button. And after 3 weeks of no activity down there it did not take me very long to explode, and explode I did.

The next thing I remember was Mary coming back into the room. “Are you asleep again baby girl?”

It took me a second to realize what had happened, I had actually passed out. I had never in my life had that kind of orgasm. I took my hand out of my diaper and starting laughing (with the new voice it was more of a giggle). “Umm I guess you could call it asleep, not sure it was much of a rest”

“What did you do? What’s that on your hand? Oh.. Looks like Baby made a sticky. Well then food will have to wait, looks like we need to get you into a bathtub.”

She sat the plate down next to the TV and unlocked the crib. “Ok baby you should be able to find your way to the tub this time, I will be in there a second to wash you up I just need to go do something really quick”

This was the first time I was out and around her while not on a bunch of relaxants or the stuff she gave me the day before. I thought about whacking her on the back of the head and trying to find my way out, but decided against it for the time being. I did not even know how the door to my room worked much less how to unlock it and lord knows what else she has set up to keep me in.

I started towards the bathroom and realized the door had no handle just like the other doors in my room but as I came close to it opened on its own. I got excited and thought maybe the door to the hallway would do the same. I got close to it but all it did was make a low pitched ding noise so I gave up and headed into the bathroom.

To this point I had not been around a mirror except the day before and with that drug running through my system I did not even think to look for one. So the first thing I did when I went into the bathroom was head to the mirror and when I looked into it I almost lost it. The image staring back at me from the mirror was that of girl of about 18. I could not believe what I was seeing. As an Asian man in America it is normally hard to pick up women due to stereotypical views nor had I ever though myself to be good looking. But I will say that the image of the person staring at me from out of the mirror was not only hot it was knock out beautiful, looking like that it would be easier to pick up a woman then it would have been before all this had happened. I looked like one of the hottie Asian girls from a diaper video I had downloaded once. My hair was colored blond and curled up, I had bright pink lipstick with matching eyeliner on and my cheeks had a pinkish shine to them. I tried to wipe the junk off with the hand towel next to the sink only to find out that it would budge. Heck I could not even smudge the stuff; it was like painted on or something.

“Ok I’m here little one; I had to change, I did not want to ruin my clothes”

I turned around to call her a few derogatory names but lost all track of what I was going to say when my eyes fell on her. She had come in with a silk bath robe on, and it did not leave much to the imagination. My eyes popped open and my jaw dropped. All I could do was stutter “Hhhhholy crrrap”

She let a little laugh and said “I take it you likes my attire, I thought baby might like some grown-up time. What do you think?”

I then looked into the mirror, looked at her, looked back to the mirror, looked to her again and muttered under my breath “for that, I think I can deal with this” Then started walking toward her and said “Yep Mommy I think baby would reallllllly like that”
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daddypaul lilgirlpaula
here nwas nmne expeckting nto see an nelf stone lol good start
beond the reach of human ranges a drop of hell a touch of strange sephen kings dark tower
i can see blue skys thow tears i no im going home frank n ferter

2nd generation blues
Our point of view not listened to
Different worlds and different rules
A question of allegiance
Clinging to her bible and her scapula
And memories of the way things were
I cant see hope I cannot smile
I just burn with anger all the time
We all read
What they did
To the black
Boy
In every headline we are reminded
That this is not home for us
Where is it?
Where is home?
I walk a modern tight rope
Of humility and belligerence
All this tommy-rot and flag waving
Is just getting me down
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missy sissy
awesome story so far, please please continue,its making me wet a little..
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Preemie
Good story so far. I liked the detail of the first chapter a lot. The story and the relationship with Kate were very interesting.

The second chapter is also good. It's interesting to see John fade in and out of consciousness, slowly figuring out what's happening.

I can't wait to see what happens next!
Baby talk rocks!
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sabrinac
I can't wait to see more. I'm worried about Kate and I don't like the continuous knockout drugs but that's only because it's a phobia of mine.
~Sabrina~Lynn~Campbell~
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babyjenae
Moors... Moors... Pweeessessss moors sooons?
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allanon
Ok, I added new chapter and edited a little of the old. Enjoy
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Mina Silverwind
Good job, you have an excellent style, thanks for sharing, and keep up the good worka as always.
success is not how many times you win but is instead our ability to learn that we win by never giving up when times are tough.
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babyjenae
dis is gwetting beddters and beddters, mees wikes wots.... thankies yous...

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Sissy Breeanna
Very nice story. What a lucky sissy! Please come back and continue this story.
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lilakiko
With the Dark PIC. Me thought it well be a very dark story. A very loving and smooth flow. That would make a great nap time story. And it teach a really good lesson too with out being so in your face. Some times the very thing your are looking for is right there to take. So be observant. >-< Really LOVE this story set up. Not really big on the force stuff. But when some thing go this well in such both getting what they want instead of making becoming a little girl into a hell. Then it a great out look of making some thing bad into some very good. Very well done.
Great work me hope to see more of your work.
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bigbabysissy31
more stowy pwease?
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