Our Dad The Sissy Baby

By Amy Sadler ©20203

Author’s Notes:

This story is told for the most part from the perspective of 2 girls, one aged 19 and one aged 18, but in part the story will be also told from the father’s perspective too with also some parts from the wife’s perspective as well. But not to worry it wont get confusing, as I will indicate who is telling the story at any one time. Example: Max: I did not want to do it, but I had to do so.

The characters for this story are as follows: Dad: Max Maxwell, 40 year old male, 5ft 4in tall thick black hair, blue eyes and of a thin build. Mother: Susan, 42 year old female, 6ft tall, long blonde hair, hazel brown eyes and of a slender build. Eldest Daughter: Hazel, 19 year old female, 5ft 6in tall, long black hair, blue eyes and of a slender build.

Second oldest Daughter: Heather, 18 year old female, 5ft 5in tall, long blonde hair, hazel brown eyes and also of a slender build.

All characters are fictional, as well as the locations used in this story.

Chapter One

Hazel: Dad was looking real cute in his pretty frilly pink dress that we had bought for him at Macy Grey’s Boutique. In fact my mum and my sister, and I had bought several different pretty outfits that time we all went there to buy him his very first set of Sissy Baby Girl clothes. He was not happy about that fact of course. It’s still a little hard to believe that our dad is now our Sissy Baby Girl, ever since our mum told us about our dads exploits and why he was being made to be a Sissy Baby Girl.

We were all shocked to learn how unfaithful he had been to our mum. We couldn’t believe it. But the truth had been told straight from the woman who my dad had cheated on. She had felt real guilty for what she had done, but our dad was mostly to blame for everything, he was the one that made advances on her, not the other way round. She confessed everything to our mum apologizing and leaving her to deal with the consequences.

But what made give our mum the idea to punish our dad by making him be a Sissy Baby Girl, is an odd one for sure, but I can say for definite, we sure do like the idea and the fact that he looks so cute in a frilly pink dress with matching frilly plastic pants to match, is just simply adorable. He’s not too happy about wearing them either, or the white ankle socks with pink lace frills at the top, over which are a pair of pink Mary Jane’s in his shoe size. I can’t believe how small our dad’s feet are, it was something that we really did not pay too much attention to at the time, as he seemed like an ordinary perfect guy. Well, not so perfect now of course, but he sure is perfectly cute though especially with his new blonde hair in pigtails, tied with pink silk ribbons.

Susan: Today is truly the first day of my husband’s transition into being Sissy Baby Jessica. I must admit, that he does make one very cute Sissy Baby Girl now that he’s all done up as one. I’m not going to let him off the hook too easy after what I had been told by Jill. I was shocked at first and I did not believe her right away, until I had confronted Max about it and he confessed everything that I had been told to be true.

Even then, I could hardly believe it. How could he do that to me?

I mean cheat on me like that? I am beyond being furious, I still am. No matter how cute Max looks now as Sissy Baby Jessica. He has a long way to go before I fully if ever I completely forgive him for what he has done. I am glad however, of how well my two lovely daughters have taken to the unexpected news, they were surprised to say the least, but I told them that it was my decision and I wasn’t going to back out of it.

They took to the idea better than I thought that they would, they sure did have fun when we took Max for the very first time to Macy Grey’s Boutique to be measured for his new Sissy Baby Girl Attire. I had no idea that Macy herself had a service for petticoated husbands and unruly sons.

But I am sure glad of that fact, I thought at first that my request to have outfits made in his size would come as a bit of a shock to Macy, but after I told her what my husband had confirmed his unfaithfulness to me. It was then and there that she told me about her very private service, that she provided. I was simply amazed, even more so to learn that she already had outfits in my husbands size that he could try on there and then.

Between my daughters and I. We had him try on all manner of outfits, not just dresses, tutu’s even, swimsuits too and lots and lots of petticoats to boot. The whole Sissy Baby collection was beyond my wildest dreams. Right away, I knew that the very first outfit would have to be as pink and as frilly as possible, as in order to really compound my husbands punishment, as well as to drive home the fact that he was now a Sissy Baby Girl and no longer a husband or a father.

Max: Hi, my name is Max Maxwell and this is the story of how I became my wife’s Sissy Baby Girl. Not only that, I have two daughters, one of nineteen and one of eighteen years old. To say that I am happy to be a Sissy Baby Girl at all, would be an understatement. But I have only brought this upon myself and I have to live with it and learn to accept it. As I honestly don’t know how long that this punishment for me is going to last for.

But I have a feeling that its not going to be over any time real soon. I have known Susan since school days, we dated each other, she was very, very persuasive. In the fact that she could get me to do anything that she wanted me to do and in all honesty, I did not mind at all. I loved her for that.

I knew from that very moment we began dating each other that I wanted her to be my wife. She was the perfect girl for me and no other girl, no matter how many other girls did try to flirt with me, would steal me away from her. It never happened, as I let them all down, as gently as I could, but there were a few I had to be

very forceful with.

I did not like that one bit at all. But it was all worth it. I’m forty years old, Susan is just five years older than me, which I do not mind. To me it was never really too much of a big age gap between me and Susan. I mean, what was five years between two people who really loved each other and were the best of each other too. My fall from grace really all started from the day I got laid off work. I was a truck driver, I had a company truck that I drove to various different locations inside and outside of the UK.

I lost that too, as it came with the job. Which meant that my wife had to work full time, up until that point, she had successfully been a part time waitress at a night club, it paid well and she was perfectly happy with her job. But once my pay cheque was gone, that forced her to look for a full time job and she got one, as a secretary at first, but she rose up in the ranks to even becoming the company manager. I did not mind at first, but after a while, it began to get to me, I was not the one bringing in the money.

I was not a successful worker any more. Every other job that I tried to apply for, I just simply failed at doing. I could not believe it. “What is wrong with me?” I asked myself. “Why am I failing so much?” No matter how hard I tried to search for answers, I found none to be forthcoming.

So I took to drinking at bars, chatting up women, but there was one woman in particular that I like the most. I don’t know why. I mean, she was a bit on the chubby side of things for a start. Her name was Jill, Jill Gibs. She was 5ft 5in tall, she had long red hair, cat green eyes and if she was not… Well, overweight. Then she would be a stunner for sure.

She was also young only thirty years old. The first night I met her, at first I was not at all that interested in her. It was only by chance that, that night, she had been with a friend of hers and I don’t know, I only had, had a few drinks before then. Nothing to get drunk on, that was for certain.

But the conversation was interesting enough and as my luck would have it, a guy came to chat up her friend and offered to take her out. Leaving Jill all alone, so, I thought for a bit of a laugh, that I would chat her up. Why not, she sure as heck was very chatty with her friend.

I had no one in particular to talk anyway at the bar and I was fast becoming bored anyway. So I thought, as since she had been so chatty with her friend, that she would be chatty with me too and I was right. “Hello there, mind if I join you? I’m Max by the way. Max Maxwell.” I said to her. “Oh, I do not mind at all.” She said in a rather high pitched voice that got me really amused.

“My name is Jill, Jill gibs, pleased to meet you.” She said with a giggle, that I found to be infectious, we had one drink after another and before I knew it. I was walking her back to her place, kissing her, I even took her right up too her bedroom and we began to have sex.

TO BE CONTINUED