The Reform School *Next Pt added!*

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SissyZoey

A Teenage boy is sent to a "Reform School" that is very different from others.

Posted on July 31st, 2012 ~ 12:16 am

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"Are you serious? Another Reform School? Haven't I been to enough?"
"Jake T. Dawson! You will go to as many Reform Schools as it will take!"
"Until?"
"Until you behave like a proper young man!"
"And what if I don't?"
"Then you are going to be out on the street! You live under my roof, you live under my rules!"
Yup. This is the relationship between Me and my Mom. We don't exactly get along. Well, not since my Dad died in a car crash when I was Ten. That was really hard. My Dad and I had a good Father-Son relationship. My Mom loved my Dad, even though he was a bit sexist. He would drone on about how Women were meant to stay home and clean and that kind of thing. My Mom didn't agree, but she loved him anyway. After he died, though, all traces of masculinity in my house was gone. My Mom had turned everything even the least bit boyish into something feminine. I guessed she did it out of spite. That, and I'm pretty sure she wanted a daughter. I mean, even my bedroom walls were painted pink. I wasn't allowed to hang out with the neighborhood guys, only my Mom's Friend's daughters. Because of this I get into a lot of trouble. I think I have a knack for that kind of thing BECAUSE my Mom lives the way she does. I've been to at least a dozen Reform Schools before. They all sucked. Apparently, "Reform School" is just another fancy way of saying "Boot Camp."
Anyway, My Mom has once again signed me into yet another Reform School. Without even telling me. The next day, a rusted, un-painted bus pulled up to the curb in front of my house. It looked old, and didn't have any labels. I walked out with my Pack and stepped onto the bus. I had no choice. As I climbed onto the bus, I noticed a surprising lack of girls. There was usually around four or five, sometimes only two or three. But this time there were zero.
"Weird." I muttered to myself. When I sat down, I stared at my mother. She was waving, but with a strange, devilish grin. She had never done that before.
“Where am I going?" I wondered. After about an hour or so of driving on the highway we pulled up to a large tiled area. Medium sized rectangular buildings cluttered the grounds. It was strange; the entire area was tiled. Usually it was just soft dirt. When we got out, our packs were thrown at us and the bus sped away. A woman walked out of the nearest building. I got hard when I saw her. She looked in her early twenties. She was wearing a Camouflage-style skin-tight full-body catsuit. She had long, curly black hair. Her eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses. She had at least DD-cup breasts. She was so sexy.
"Listen up, Ladies." (Stereotypical General talk)
"I am Sargent Moore. I will be your program director."
She passed out a stack of pink papers.
"These are your Daily Schedules. You will do EVERYTHING on these sheets WHEN they are scheduled."
I took one look at the sheet.
"Is this some kinda joke?" I blurted out.
Here's the list-
8:00 A.M.-Wake up
8:30 A.M.-Get dressed
9:00 A.M.-Diapering/Lubrication
9:30 A.M.-Breakfast
10:30 A.M.-Babification
12:00 Noon-Maid training
1:30 P.M.-Lunch
2:30 P.M.-Feminization
4:00 P.M.-Feminist class
5:30 P.M.-Hypnotism
6:30 P.M.-Whore class
7:00 P.M.-Dinner
8:00 P.M.-lubrication
8:30 P.M.-Bedtime

Some were staring in confusion while others were still staring at Sargent Moore.
Some started panicking, or even freaking out. I heard multiple groans, and felt a sharp pain in my back. Then I blacked out.

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Baby Butch

Posted July 31st, 2012 ~ 3:51 am

Nice start to your new story. Please continue with it.

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krystalasbaby

Posted July 31st, 2012 ~ 5:56 am

darn just as i was getting into it. Baby Zoey u did it again leaving me hanging. I agree wif Baby Butch tho. Good start can not wait for more please

krystala's sissy baby

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dampywamp

Posted July 31st, 2012 ~ 1:22 pm

yes really goood start cant cant for MORE

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emidnight

Posted August 1st, 2012 ~ 3:16 am

Great story I can't wait for you to expand on it.

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SissyZoey

Posted August 1st, 2012 ~ 3:22 am

I awoke on an unbelievably soft bed. I looked around. It was a rectangular shaped room. I was laying on a large, pink, heart shaped bed. There were three cabinets on the far right, all of course, painted pink. There was a mirrored-desk thing, like you'd see at a barbershop. Except this one looked like it was straight out of a Barbie playset. It was pink with lots of girly designs and touches. Above it sat five shelves of wigs. A large pack of extra-large, extra-padded, and extra-girly diapers sat in the corner. I stood up, and walked over to one of the cabinets. I pulled it open, and the smell of perfume wafted against me. Inside were Baby dresses. Bibs, baby bonnets, pacifiers, and other assorted baby things hung along with it. I opened the next one. This one had lots of girlish outfits. Not baby, but toddler-ish. They had rainbows and unicorns and lots of denim objects. When I opened the third one, my jaw dropped. Inside were breast forms, bras, panties, stockings, bikinis, prosthetic "Girl Parts" and other hosiery.
"Something is definitely wrong here." I muttered. I saw a cardboard box next to the bed. Labelled in black marker, STUDENT UNIFORM.
I took it out. It was a diaper, hot pink lipstick and matching nail polish, long brown pigtailed wig, 6½" plaid skirt, and white blouse tied into knots at each end to make it look somewhat like a bra.
"No the ******* way am I gonna put this on."
I peered out the window. I saw a group of guys standing in a half circle around a tall guy and Sargent Moore. He was yelling about something, but I could tell what. Then he grabbed one of the "Uniforms" and threw it to the ground, and walked away. Moore ran at him with lighting speed, and tackled him to the ground. She grabbed a strange looking diaper and slid it up his butt. She attached something small and metal to the back, and let go. The guy tried to pull the diaper off, but couldn't. She had locked him into a diaper. Wait, what happens when he has to go to the bathroom?
She yelled something at the people watching, and they ran back into their rooms and came out in their Uniforms. You don't have to be Sherlock holmes to figure out that
No Uniform=Locked into a diaper. When I picked up the diaper, A woman that looked around 25 ran into the room. She was wearing a very sexy Nurse's outfit that exposed quite a bit of her boobs and even a little of her bright red panties. She ran over to me, and grabbed me.
"Take off your pants and underwear." She commanded.
I didn't want to end up like that other guy, so I stripped down. She grabbed a bottle and the next thing I knew her hand was up my ***hole, lubricating it. It...kind of felt good. She then dressed me in my uniform, did my nails, slapped my butt, and left just like that.
"What IS this place!?" I moaned.
I walked outside, embarrassed. Other guys walked around, looking the same way. Some even had moderately large boobs. I couldn't tell if they were breast forms or...
"Okay, what's first on the list?" I looked at the pink sheet.
"WAKE UP, GET DRESSED, and LUBRICATION have already been done, so now...Breakfast." I said. I walked over to the large building that said "Mess Hall" over it. When I walked in, I was surprised. It was huge. Girls sat at large benched tables. A line led to a kitchen where they got their food. A hand grabbed my shoulder. I turned around. Sarge. Moore stood towering above me. "Hey, you. Never seen you here before. Ya' new?" She asked.
"Yea...Yeah. It's my first day."
She grabbed me by the shoulders and lifted me. She brought me to a small room in the corner and shut the door. Inside there was a cabinet identical to the one in my "room." One of the walls was only Mirror, kind of like in a dancing academy.
"Huh? Why? Wha-?"
She quickly stripped me of my clothes. She left only my diaper. She grabbed some brightly colored garments out of the cabinet. She slid something over my diapered butt and over my head. It felt like a T-shirt. She forcefully slid socks onto my feet, then shiny black shoes. She wiped away my makeup, then put my wig into twin pigtails. When she was finished, she picked me up in a cradle position, and stuck a bottle in my mouth. I looked at my reflection. I was wearing a T-shirt that was so small it only covered down to my nipples. It was pink, with yellow edges and a flower in the middle. A magenta skirt that doesn't even cover the crotch area of my diaper is around my waist. Socks and Mary jane's cover my feet. I looked like a very girly baby girl, except older and cuter. Sarge. Moore grabbed me and brought me out, still sucking on a bottle. She put me in a highchair with a bunch of other boys in baby clothes. She strapped me into the chair, and locked it. She then ushered over two more "Nurses." They proceeded to spoon-feed me. Then one grabbed the edge of the top of her outfit and pulled it down to reveal a blue bra. She undid the straps to reveal big nipples. She shoved one into my mouth, and I began to suck greedily.

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krystalasbaby

Posted August 1st, 2012 ~ 9:22 am

great story just wish the parts were a little longer. i just get interested and you stop and have me wanting MORE again

krystala's sissy baby

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SissyDesiree

Posted August 3rd, 2012 ~ 9:10 pm

I like your story. Please continue.

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SissyZoey

Posted August 4th, 2012 ~ 10:53 pm

*More Content Added To Part 2 So If You Haven't Already Please Read It*

I sucked and sucked. Milk gently flowed out of the nipple. It tasted amazing. First the right nipple...then the left...
When the flow of milk stopped, the "Nurse" smiled shyly and kissed me on the lips. Her hot pink lipstick smeared on my lips and I could taste that she'd been eating something sweet. She grabbed a pink pacifier and popped it into my mouth. Then she tied it to the back of my hair into a big bow. It was locked firmly in place. Then she left, as quick as the first one. Girls started to leave the mess hall. I tried to get up, then remembered the straps.
Suddenly, I felt something stirring in my stomach. It went down and reached my bowels. Then it got to my bladder. I NEEDED to get to the bathroom. All I could do was squirm while my insides were being flooded. Can't hold it anymore...just a little longer...no...no more...NO MORE.
Pee flooded the front of my diaper, to the point where it started to drip through the leghole. Poop slid into the back of the diaper. The diaper resisted, causing the poop to slide off to one side. I kept pooping. The pee stopped after a couple minutes, but the poop kept on going. There must have been something in the food, add that to the morning lubrication and it's a recipe for an empty bladder. At this point poop covered my left and right butt-cheeks. Poop actually started to slide down my diaper to under my legs. The diaper didn't break, instead just held all the poop. I think a little even squished through the leghole and onto thee chair. I tried to yell but the pacifier prevented me from doing so. Girls started to leave the mess hall. A couple looked at me then turned away. Right when I thought that I'd stay like this for the rest of the day, Sarge. Moore came to me. She glared at me, then sniffed the air.
"Awww? Did baby go in her diaper? DID SHE?"
I nodded.
She pulled me out of the seat and felt my bottom. She touched the poop and grinned. She then brought me back to my "room" holding my hand. She took my diaper off, leaving me naked except for the skirt that just barely covered my genitalia. She powdered my butt lubricated it once again. She grabbed a diaper out of the corner bag and slid it up my butt. This one was even thicker, up to the point where I could only waddle like a toddler. She grabbed my crotch and squeezed, grinning. I yelled out in pain.
"Wait a minute, now. Girls aren't supposed to have wee-wees! She went into one of the closets and pulled out something. She took my diaper off, then strapped the thing around my waist, then under my crotch. My "wee-wee" as Moore called it was neatly and somewhat comfortably tucked away. The tip of my genitalia was inserted into a cup-like thing that was attached to a tube that went to my new......well, let's just say that only girls have it. And now whenever I pee it flows down the tube to it. Moore slid the diaper up my butt then grabbed my hand and walked me outside to my next "Class" like a toddler girl. Well, now I technically am a Little Girl that wets and crys and drinks breastmilk and lets other people dress her. Well, onto my next "Class." I just hope that they don't change my personality.

To Be a Sissy or not to be a Sissy-
That is the question.

"Really? Because I'd say To Be a Sissy! Diaper me, Please!"
"Umm...Okay.

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krystalasbaby

Posted August 5th, 2012 ~ 7:22 am

Ok we knew the mess was going to come eventually. Have his wee wee locked up in a false pussy...woohoo. Keep the humiliation coming

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SissyZoey

Posted August 11th, 2012 ~ 10:15 pm

"These are your Daily Schedules. You will do EVERYTHING on these sheets WHEN they are scheduled."
I took one look at the sheet.
"Is this some kinda joke?" I blurted out.
Here's the list-
8:00 A.M.-Wake up
8:30 A.M.-Get dressed
9:00 A.M.-Diapering/Lubrication
9:30 A.M.-Breakfast
10:30 A.M.-Babification
12:00 Noon-Maid training
1:30 P.M.-Lunch
2:30 P.M.-Feminization
4:00 P.M.-Feminist class
5:30 P.M.-Hypnotism
6:30 P.M.-Whore class
7:00 P.M.-Dinner
8:00 P.M.-lubrication
8:30 P.M.-Bedtime

Part 3-

I walked to my first "Class," in a large white building.
"Okay, now what do we have here?" I looked at the sheet.
"Babification at 10:30" I read aloud. I walked into the building and looked around. Inside it was a huge Baby Nursery. There were large pink-and-blue cribs in one corner. A gigantic playpen sat in the middle of the room. Light poured in from the roof, which was entirely made of glass. Boys in pink diapers and dresses crawled around, playing with dolls or sucking on pacifiers. One was standing in the playpen as the bulge in the back of his diaper started to grow. he sat down right onto the bulge, and started to cry. A couple nurses grabbed him and changed him, then kissed him on the forehead and left. I walked over to a information desk in the left corner. A woman in a buisness suit sat behind the counter, typing away on her computer. It just looked odd, in that big baby room. She took a look at me, then said
"Oh, are you new? Babification starts now."
She grabbed me and put another diaper up over my butt. I tried to stand but fell to ground. The woman behind the counter laughed.
"What...? Why...?"
Suddenly she grabbed me by the shoulders and carried me to a large pink salon chair I hadn't noticed before. There were metal restraints on it. Before I could react, she shoved me into the chair and smiled. Some nurses ran over to the chair.
"I got this one." She said.
The Two nurses strapped me into the chair, then went away to who knows where.
The woman in the buisness suit ripped off my diaper, leaving me naked. She walked behind the chair for a moment, then came back pushing a domed machine on a cart. There was a long, thick tube leading to an oddly shaped dispenser-looking thing. She grabbed the "Dispenser" and put it over my penis! Thick, white gas poured from the stream into the dispenser and onto my crotch. There was a cold sensation that lasted about thirty seconds. She took the dispenser off and unlocked the restraints. I felt down to my crotch. Somehow, the gas had actually made my balls smaller! My penis was small and shrunken up.
"What the hell did you do to my dick!?" I yelled.
"State-of-the-art testical reducer and sizer. Can shrink even the biggest of cocks to below an inch."
"WHY!?"
"Because baby girls don't have penises, they have vaginas. But since we aren't legally aloud to perform Gender Reassignment Surgery, this will have to do."
I don't know why, but tears started to form under my eyes.
"Aw, is da baby gonna crwy?" She taunted.
She grabbed a new diaper and slid it up and over my bottom. I was still sniffling, so I didn't resist. This was unlike me. I NEVER CRY.
She gently rocked me back and forth until my eyelids closed. Right before I drifted off into sleep, she popped a pacifier into my mouth. Then I passed out. I woke up, drooling. It was noon. The woman I had seen earlier picked me up out of the crib I ws sleeping ina nd carried me back to my "Room."
She dressed me in a skimpy french maid's outfit. It was comprised of a black tope with white pinafore, erect tutu, and yellow panty covers for my diaper. She then went into my "Baby" closet and gave me a rattle. Instantly, without thinking, I shoved the rattle into my mouth and sucked.
"Now, sweetie, Go to the big building with the black and white letters on it, okay?" She said, warmly.
All I could do was nod.
I walked outside, and proceeded to the building she had told me to go in. I took the rattle out of my mouth and threw it on the ground.
"What is happening to me?" I wondered. I stepped up to the Maid's Training Hall. It was made of large, expensive looking black and white marble. I walked inside, and gasped. It was decorated like a wealthy billionaire's mansion. Several French Maids were dusting furniture or serving drinks to other Maids. I walked up to the stairs, which had a sign that read
MAID'S TRAINING UPSTAIRS.
Reluctantly, I headed up the stairs.
A Blonde woman in a Mini-Dress met me at the top. Her lips were a sexy red, to match her nails.
"You here for Maid training?" She asked.
"Um...I guess so."
She picked me up and put me over her shoulder. She was strong for her look. I started to get used to women just grabbing me out of nowhere and putting me in other places. She slid down my diaper and panty cover and slapped my butt as hard as she could. Or, at least, it felt like it.
"Auuhhhh!! AHHHHH!!" I screamed.
She put me onto the floor on my butt, which stung like crazy. The front of my diaper turned a bright yellow, and pee started to dribble out of the ends.
The Woman put her foot down on my back, and pressed my face onto the pee-stained floor. Her heels dug into my back. She grabbed my head and turned my mouth to the stained carpet.
"Suck, you insignificant Baby!" She commanded. I don't know why, but I sucked the pee off the floor. Her voice just struck some kinda subliminal trigger in my brain, saying "DO IT! DO IT!! DO IT!!!"
The pee went into my mouth, and I almost spit it back up. Eventually the stain had minimized to a smaller stain. The Woman picked me back up.
"Now, you little piss-drinking sissy, get to the closet and get this stain off the carpet!"
I obeyed her commanding voice. When I was done, she guided me to a room in the back of the stairs. She pushed me in, and right before she closed the door and me in the darkness, she said:
"Kiss your Virginity goodbye!"
Then I was submersed in total darkness.

To Be a Sissy or not to be a Sissy-
That is the question.

"Really? Because I'd say To Be a Sissy! Diaper me, Please!"
"Umm...Okay.

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AdamIsMyWorld

Posted February 24th, 2013 ~ 9:47 am

moooooore! u cant just stahp there!!!

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