How I got here, I dont know. Ive lost all memory. All I know is that Im somehow enrolled in Nanny Bettys Sissy Baby Slut Training Program. She explained it to me a few days (weeks? Ive lost all track of time too) ago. ˜Were re-programming useless men like you, chauvinist, beer-drinking, no-good pigs with a big mouth and a small penis. Were re-programming you to entertain and pleasure real ladies. Well start by making you a pretty little baby. You have to wear diapers and baby gear. You will drink from sippy cups, well feed you babyfood. You wont be wearing any baby boy clothes, no no no. Youll be a pretty sissy girl. After your regression, we will make you addicted to expensive, provocative lingerie. To big breasts. Well keep you in a permanent state of arousal. We will make your nipples extremely sensitive, by constantly pulling and pinching them. But you cant relieve yourself. Youre not allowed. You have no control whatsoever. You cant make any decisions yourself. Youll do whatever I say, drink whatever I say, eat whatever I say. You will do whatever Aunty says, whatever any real lady makes you want to do. When she told me this, I was standing naked in front of her, trying to hide my beer belly, my manhood, my shame. But every time I tried to cover up my crotch, Aunty gave me a smack on my bottom. In fact, she gave me a fierce spanking before I was put in diapers and extremely sissy baby wear. They took a long time deciding what I should wear. Each outfit seemed to be more frilly, more sissy then the other. Whenever I catch myself in one of the big mirrors that are hanging all over the big mansion, I feel shame because of my ridiculous outfit. But I am also aroused. The big fluffy diapers between my legs, the soft stockings, the silky dress on my body. Ooh. It was the same delightful feeling I had when I was wearing the silky underwear I stole as a teenager from our gorgeous neighbour, Mrs Gros-Seins.
Ooh. Im looking at the silk panties of both Aunty and Nanny. The Sissyfication and Babyfication Program Nanny has thought out, makes sure that a sissy gets plenty of images of supersexy women wearing lingerie in her little mind. Videos of Agent Provocateur shows are constantly playing on big screen, catalogues of Victorias Secret and books by photographers like Helmut Newton lay on the coffee tables. Nanny, Aunty and other staff wear blouses with plunging necklines that show off their sexy bras. They wear skirts that are either very short or have big splits to get a good view of garters and stockings. Panties of various fabrics are dangled in, or rubbed over my face. I also have to watch hypnotizing dvds consisting of quickly cut images of lingerie and sex toys and a seductive voice urging me to like the panties, the stockings, the dildos, the vibrators... Lingerie mixed with diapers, plastic panties mixed with silky stockings, I cant seem think of anything else.
I feel an urge to touch the front of my soggy diapers. I drank several bottles of sweetened milk and juice, and already have wet one of my very thick diapers. The sogginess, the view of these beautiful women, the images in my head, it has made my (indeed) small penis grow. But I cant touch, because my hands are locked behind my back. Nanny and Aunty do that a lot. ˜Its for your own good, they tell me. ˜Baby mustnt touch. Nannys looking down on me now. ˜Dont you just love to look at ladies panties?, she says, using her most seductive voice. ˜You want to touch ˜m, dont you little sissy? You want to sniff ˜m. You want to touch yourself, soooooo much. But you cannot! Because we wont let you, darling! Nanny laughs.
˜I think hes watched long enough. Shall we see if sissy Charlotte needs a fresh diaper, or do we continue suction training now? Aunty Amy says to Nanny. ˜Maybe you should breastfeed her first, to get a bigger urge to suck, Nanny answers. Both women pull down their skirts. Aunty unlocks my hands and sits down on the big pink, overstuffed couch. She pats on her lap. ˜Crawl over to me, sissy, and lay your head down here. I did as I was told, and looked up at her stunning face. Her giant breasts were in spectacular view. Aunty strokes my face and bonnet, and pulls out my pacifier. ˜Such a sweet sissy baby. So delicate. But wait until were done. Were going to turn you into a deeply perverted sissy slut, hahaha! She unbuttons her blouse. Her enormous tits are encased by a very lacy black bra. She sits up and rubs her bra and cleavage in my face. ˜Sissy baby loves to be breastfed, no? She adores big breasts. Sissy wants to have big tits of her own, doesnt she? Big F-cup tits. Aunty pulls at my nipples. Pinch, squeeze, pull. ˜Breasts for ladies to play with, for real man to suck on. Oooh, so nice. Aunty pulls one of her breasts out of the bra. ˜You want tits just as nice as Auntys, dont you? With big areolas, and puffy nipples. Here, suck on these nipples. Suck, baby, suck. But be gentle. Dont hurt Aunty. Or Aunty will hurt you. I gently lick, softly suck and lightly touch her beautiful globes. She makes me kiss and suck both of her breasts. All the while she tells me what a beautiful baby I am.
Aunty pulls me off of her breast, puts in a big pacifier and lets me play with baby toys for a while. ˜Now, be a nice little baby, she tells me, as she joins Nanny up to the boudoir. I hear their 5 inch heels clicking on the floor. When they come back down, I see Nanny has changed in a corset, that pushes up her already big breasts to an almost unbelievable size. Shes wearing black boots, black stockings and garters and....what is that? Between her legs is a very big, very black dildo. ˜Get off the couch and sit on your knees again, she orders. I do as I am told. ˜Now, suction training is very important for sissy sluts. Youre still a novice, a real baby. But in a few weeks, youll be an expert cocksucker. Kiss it. Kiss the dildo. Come on. Open your mouth. And look at me. Look up. Lets see those big blue eyes, slut. There, thats it. Yes, its big. You dont have to take it all in. Just suck, kiss, lick. Like a lollypop.
When I grasp for air, I see that Aunty is making pictures. She says: ˜Let loose your inner slut. Its in there. The way you sway your hips when you walk, the way you pout your lips, these are all signs youre really a big sissy slut. Come on, show it to us! Im doing the best I can, licking, sucking and kissing the giant artificial hard-on. My cheeks are beet-red. Oh, the shame! What are these women trying to turn me in! Im revolted, but feel a tingling in my diaper as well.
Suction training is only the beginning of more sissy slut training. It involves shaking my bum seductively (Aunty shows me how), learn how to curtsy, pout and more essential (Nanny words) sissy slutty behaviour. Halfway, Im changed into a fresh diaper, during which a lot of attention is being paid to my ˜sissy clitty, as Nanny calls it. ˜Should we milk little Charlotte before we put her to bed?, Aunty asks. ˜We better!, Nanny says. I have to crawl upstairs, where Im undressed to my diapers and stockings. ˜Lay down in the cot, sissy, Nanny coos. ˜Such a beautiful sissy. Let me pull down those diapers. Those thick, protective diapers. You feel so safe in those, dont you? Ooh, look at that excited little clitty. She puts some lotion on her plastic gloved hands and starts to rub it all over my crotch. Everything becomes very slippery. She pulls at my clitty, sticks a finger up my bum. My hands are tied, I cant do a thing about it. ˜You like this, dont you? Thats not all we are going to put up your bum, dearest. Youll see. Oooh, youll see. Meanwhile, Aunty has freed her big tits. She climbs on top of me and rubbed her gorgeous tits all over my face. ˜Sssssuck, she whispers. When I do as Im told, I hear a buzzing sound. Nanny has taken her vibrator again. She knows exactly what to do down there, while I look up to Aunty and lick her tits. In about three seconds, my ˜sissy cream spurts all over my diapers. ˜Youre sooo quick, little girl. So useless as a man. Ladies will have to think of other things for you to do to them for their pleasure. I lay back, exhausted.
Nanny cleans me up, puts me in a fresh diaper and a very pink, very short babydoll. Before she kisses me goodnight, she whispers: ˜Sleep tight, little one. Youll have another exhilirating training day ahead of you.
