All R A Revenge Turned Sweet
An 18 year old boy causes a 19 year old girl to wet herself. So she sets out to get her revenge on him
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A Revenge Turned Sweet

By Amy Sadler © 2025

Author’s Notes: This story is in homage to a story at Crystal’s Story site, entitled: Revenge Is Sweet. By Jennifer. This story however, is not a direct copy of that story, but it is based on it, with my own unique twist. Note: The image source for this story is courtesy of: https://create.microsoft.com/en-us/features/ai-image-generator

Chapter 1

Girls On A Train

Paul Bartley, was your average 18 year old boy, he had short blonde hair and blue eyes. He was 5ft 4in tall of an average build. He lived in a rented flat in Kingsley, a far off town that was 2 miles away from London, where he studied, as there was no colleges or universities where he lived. There was a university in London, called St John’s University.

There was a bus that went to and from Kingsley to London and back. But that took longer due to traffic, but Paul on the whole, did not like going by bus. In fact, he was not really all to fond of buses in general. Instead, he took a train to London, as he was quite fond of trains and he was model trains enthusiast and he had a set up in what was the second bedroom, as he managed to get himself a 2 bed flat, though at a bit of an extra cost, but he could mange it with him also having a part time job as a bar man at his local bar.

He also spent some of his student loans on decorating his flat etc. The money was supposed to be for text books etc. Paul however, was a bit of an annoying know it all and this made his fellow mates at the university, real angry with him and they often bullied him. But when that happened, Paul always told the dean of the university about the bullies who bullied him, getting them into trouble.

None of the students that went to the same university as Paul, liked him very much, at best, they just barely tolerated him. Paul, as you may have guest by now, had no friends at all. Paul did not seem to care, he seemed quite happy and proud of the fact that he had no friends. Not even at the bar that he worked at. He also had an ego, that could burst, if it got any bigger. The type of train that he took regularly to London, had cabins with cushioned seats that were like armchairs, they even had arm rests.

There was a long narrow passage way inside of each carriage of the train to get to each and every individual cabin, which had a small rectangular sliding door, that slid open and closed. The seats were red with white printed leaves all over them. These were the days when most, but not all trains had carriages like the one that Paul got on every day. The university itself was a 15 minute walk away from the main train station in London, Kings Cross. Paul used to like getting a cabin that was empty, as he did not much like ones that were already occupied with one seat left to sit on.

Though he could not always guarantee that he would always get a cabin all to himself. Today, turned out to be one of those days when the cabin of the train was occupied and all of the other cabins were all completely full. But I’m getting ahead of myself. The day started off like any other. Paul got up out of his bed, wearing only his Y-fronts in bed, as he simply hated pyjamas. He took off his Y-fronts, which were blue and he put on a clean pair, which were white.

He then put on his sports socks, which were white with three blue stripes at the top, each stripe being spaced out underneath each other, creating blue and white stripes. Paul then put on a pair of black Doc Martins, then a pair of blue Levi Jeans, followed by a white T-Shirt. The day was quite warm, so Paul did not need to wear a jumper or a jacket. He had brushed his teeth and his hair and then he left the living room of his flat, closing and locking the door behind him.

Paul smiled, as he began to walk down the street, as he headed toward the train stop where he caught the train every morning. The train stop was a five minute walk away from his flat, so it did not take long for Paul to reach it on time, to catch his train. No one else was at the train stop, as he stood to wait for the train to arrive. So far, everything seemed to be looking up for him. Paul smiled to himself, as the train bound for London, finally arrived.

Paul happily opened the side door to enter the carriage of the train. In those days, you had to open the door manually, as sliding doors had not been invented yet. Paul pulled and locked the carriage door behind him, as he started to make his way down the first carriage, passing each cabin. All of the cabins were completely full, so he made his way to the second carriage, nearly all of the cabins were full, only one cabin was half full, not happy with the situation, Paul, grudgingly, entered into the half filled cabin.

Sat on the seats on either side, with just a few seats left, were a small group of girls between the ages of 19 and 18, all sat and giggling. “Oh great, just great.” Said Paul, out loud. The girls suddenly stopped giggling and they turned their heads to face him. “Did you say something?” Asked one of the girls, who seemed to be the leader of the group. Her name was Stacey, she was 19 years old, with long blonde hair, honey brown eyes, wearing a blue floral dress, with a pair of white ankle socks and a pair of black low heel shoes.

Who me! I did not say a thing.” Said Paul, with a big smile on his face. Stacey, did not look at all too impressed. “Yes you did. We all heard you, didn’t we girls?” Asked Stacey. “Oh yes, we did.” Replied the other girls in unison. “So what? What are you going to do about it. Cry?” Remarked Paul in a nasty tone of voice. “I suggest that you leave Mr.” Said Stacey, warningly. “I have nowhere else to go, every other cabin is completely full up and not only that, I have every right to be here, just as much as you lot have.” Said Paul in defiance.

Stacey let out a heavy sigh, not wanting to have a fight with Paul, or cause a commotion, she replied. “Fine, just sit down and don’t cause any trouble.” Paul scoffed at those words, but he sat down next to a girl who was wearing a pretty pink dress. “Yuck!” Exclaimed Paul in utter disgust. “What’s wrong?” Asked the girl, that Paul had sat next to. “Your dress.” Replied Paul sounding disrespectful. “Why? What’s wrong with it?” Asked the girl. “I hate it. I hate the colour pink.” Replied Paul, quite harshly.

Stacey suddenly got annoyed and shouted at Paul. “If Missy’s dress offends you so much, go and sit next to Daisy, the one wearing the yellow dress.” Paul did not like the colour yellow either, as he considered that to be much of a girly colour than what pink was. However, he replied. “Fine.” He said with a sigh and he sat next to the girl which Stacey had called Daisy, but he did not look at all too happy about it. Paul decided not to say anything else, not wanting to engage with the girls at all in any way, as he did not like girls all that much.

After the train had stopped by a few stops and continued on it’s journey, Paul needed to go take a pee, so he got up, slid open the cabin door and stepped out into the narrow passage way of the carriage. The onboard toilet was inside the first carriage, which was a little bit annoying of having to go all that way, so Paul though, as he made his way to the toilet. He soon got to the toilet, opened the door, closed and locked it. Even after he had finished doing his business, he decided to stay inside the toilet for a while.

I’m not in a hurry to go back and sit next to that stupid girl in yellow.” Said Paul to himself. He was quite happy just to sit where he was for just a while until there came a knocking on the toilet door. “Who’s there?” Called out Paul sounding quite annoyed, just as he was enjoying some alone time away from those girls. “It’s Stacey.” Said Stacey. “Come on out, I need to go.”

Paul smiled. “Oh, that’s too bad. Can’t you hold it? I’m a bit busy at the moment.” Paul replied, as he gave an evil chuckle.

No, I can’t hold it. I really need to go and I do not believe for one moment that you are busy.” Replied Stacey, sounding really annoyed, but also desperate, really needing to go take a pee. “Believe all you want. I am not moving from this toilet.” Stacey screamed, as she ran off as quick as she could go to get the conductor, who was at the far end of the carriage. “Hey Mr. I need your help please to get some stupid idiot out of the toilet, as I really need to go and he’s refusing to step out of the toilet.” Said Stacey.

Will Stacey be able to get to the toilet on time?

To BE Continued

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Interesting start to your story SissyBabyPet and I like it so far. I enjoyed reading the first chapter and it got better and better. Look forward to reading the next update and see what happens to Stacy. So far Paul is a rude dude! Hugs Baby Butch : )
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  I am glad to know that you like the story so far and find it also interesting. I am super happy to hear that you said that the chapter got better and better. That comment, really made my day. Thank you. I am glad that you are looking forward to the update. This story was almost completed in a single day. I had started it two days ago, but it got quite late at the time so I finished it yesterday ago early in the morning and then I posted the story later on that day.
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Chapter 2

The Revenge

Stacey had managed to find the conductor of the train and get his help. “Hey Mr. I need your help please to get some stupid idiot out of the toilet, as I really need to go and he’s refusing to step out of the toilet.” Said Stacey. “Oh my! Don’t you worry Miss, I shall resolve this issue right away. I shall follow you to the toilet and get the young man to vacate the toilet.” Said the Conductor. Stacey gave a sigh of relief, as she held on as much as possible, as she was practically bursting to go.

Thank you Mr. I really appreciate your help.” Said Stacey. The train conductor smiled at her. “It’s my pleasure young miss.” Replied the conductor, as he began to follow Stacey toward the toilet. The conductor knocked on the toilet door and announced. “This is the conductor. It has been reported to me that you are refusing to leave the toilet. I request that you vacate the toilet immediately young man.” Said the conductor, very firmly in an autorotative tone of voice.

I’m sorry Mr Conductor, but I can’t do that as I have a very bad case of diarrhoea.” Replied Paul, sounding quite serious about it. But he was pretending and doing a very good job of it at that. “Oh, in that case, I am really sorry Mr. Carry on.” Replied the conductor. “What?” Gasped Stacey in shock. “I’m sorry Miss, but there is nothing that I can do. You heard what the young fellow just said. He has a very bad case of diarrhoea.” Replied the conductor, sounding quite grim. “And you believe that?” Asked Stacey in complete shock.

I have no real reason to disbelieve him Miss, unless you have some kind of proof that he is lying.” Replied the conductor, very grimly. Stacey knew that Paul, was lying, though she did not know his name at this point and much to her annoyance and utter dismay, there was nothing that she can do to prove that Paul was lying. She was furious, but then all of a sudden, her fury shifted to shame, as just there and then, before the conductor, she suddenly wet herself. “Oh dear. Oh deary me.” Remarked the conductor in shock.

But no one was in more shock than what Stacey was right now. She was completely devastated. Just then, the toilet door opened. Paul stepped out and he could smell the pee smell, the moment he had stepped out of the toilet. He strode over the puddle that was now right in front of him. “It looks like you need a nappy.” Paul said with a devilish chuckle, but before Stacey could say or do anything, the train came to it’s next stop on its route to London. Paul chose that moment to run off as quick as he could go and get off the train.

Stacey screamed. She hated what had just happened to her. Her shock had shifted back to fury again. Furious about what Paul had made her do. What he had done was deliberate and spiteful, at worst. She did her best to clean up after herself, but most of the damage, had already been done. She did not have a spare pair of knickers with her, then again, she was not expecting to need an extra pair.

Stacey soon made her way back to her friends. She did not look at all too happy. The girls looked her way and saw how unhappy she looked. “What’s wrong?” The girls all asked together at the same time. “That horrid boy who came in here, he had gone to the toilet, when I needed to go. He outright refused to leave the toilet. I had to get the help of the conductor.” The girls looked shocked. “What did the conductor do?” They all asked. “He demanded for the boy to leave, who then gave him the excuse that he was having a very bad case of diarrhoea, which was a load of bull, but the conductor believed him and I could no longer hold it in and I ended up wetting myself.” Said Stacey sounding sad and really angry about that fact.

That boy even had the nerve to say that I needed a nappy.” Remarked Stacey, very angrily. To which the girls gasped at. “What a mean and nasty boy. Where is he?” The girls all asked. “He took a runner, the moment the train came to it’s next stop.” Said Stacey, getting really angry now. “Oh no.” The girls cried, as they tried their very best to comfort her. “Thank you, all of you and not to worry, I am going to make that boy pay, big time.” Said Stacey now in a determined tone of voice. “How?” Asked the girls.

I will get the help from my mother, she’s a Police officer. Also, you lot can help me too. I have an idea of what I am going to do to that nasty boy and I am sure that I can convince my mother that my plan to be the right thing to do.” Replied Stacey. “But won’t she want to arrest him instead?” Asked the girls. “I doubt it, making someone wet themselves is really not a crime. Yes, what that boy did to me is wrong. In normal circumstances, if she was inclined to do so, she would just simply give him a warning. But my idea is much better and I am quite confident that my mother will agree with my idea.” Said Stacey.

What are you going to do about going to the university? I mean, you can’t go now. Everyone there is going to tell that you have wet your self.” Said the girls. “I will have to now make the trip back home instead and explain everything to my mother for when she gets back home.” Said Stacey, her friends despite how she smelled, gave her a hug. Stacey on that day did get back home and she explained everything to her mother, for when she got back home. She listened to what her daughter had to say to her.

Well, you’re right. In normal circumstances, I would give this boy you told me about a warning. However, I do like your plan better. It would be a more fitting punishment, just don’t take it too far.” Replied Stacey’s mother. “I won’t Mum, thanks.” Said Stacey, her mother smiled at her. “I will track down where this boy lives, thanks to the description that you gave to me. He won’t be too hard for me to find him and also find out how frequent he takes that particular train and then I will pass on that information to you.” Said Stacey’s mum.

Thanks Mum, you’re the best.” Said Stacey, giving her mother a hug. It did not take long for Stacey’s mother to find out where Paul lived and get to know not only his name, but she found out how often he got that particular train to London. She then passed that information onto Stacey. “That’s just great mum. I will tell all of my friends.” Said Stacey, who then spent a few hours calling her friends over the telephone. They arranged to meet each other at Stacey’s house, they had brought with them a few things, they were handy in making clothes and they just loved the idea that Stacey had in mind to punish Paul with.

Stacey’s mother had even managed to find out what size in clothes Paul was and size shoes too. She had a way of finding out things about people, being a cop sure helped in that area. Everything was ready, the items got put into separate back packs and the girls along with Stacey, were ready to go. They all soon left and got on the same exact train that Paul always gets on to get to London on time, little did he know, nor was he aware of the fate that lay before him.

It was time to put things into action. Paul, had gotten onto the train as usual, all of the cabins were completely full except for one. It was crucial, that the girls picked a day that they knew was going to be a busy day. Today was that day. So Paul had no choice like last time, but to go to the only cabin left that was half full, he let out a huge sigh, when he immediately, spotted the girls. “Not you lot again.” Paul protested, as he entered into the cabin, but the moment he stood into the cabin, the girls jumped on top of him, grabbing his arms and his legs.

While one girl held his arms firmly, another girl held his legs, the rest of the girls helped Stacey to strip Paul, completely naked. Paul tried the fight the girls that were holding him down, but to no avail, they somehow seemed to be stronger than they looked to be. One of the girls began to put a nappy over Paul’s groin area. “Look who’s wearing a nappy now.” Said Stacey, as the nappy got pinned onto Paul. Next up was a pair of frilly plastic pants, that had frills on the front, as well as on the back.

They made a very loud crinkly noise as they were now pulled up over the thick towelling nappy. A pair of frilly ankle socks were put on him next, followed by a pair of pink Mary Jane’s, then very frilly, puffy petticoat and to finish off with, a pretty frilly pink dress in a babyish style, it had short puffy sleeves, ruffles at the top of the collar, ruffles down the sides, with a row of buttons going down the front.

The girls that were holding him still held him tight, while the rest of the girls began to put all of his boy clothes into their back packs. They had quickly dyed his hair partially pink, just for a bit of added fun. Just then, the train came to a stop. It had stopped by a train station, that was half way between Kingsley and London. It was completely deserted, the girls took hold of Paul and lead him out of the cabin and out of the train. They then let go of him. “Enjoy your new life Sissy Baby” Said Stacey with a giggle and the rest of the other girls giggled too, as they got back onto the train and then it took off again, leaving Paul all alone at the train station, stood on the platform, not all looking too happy about his current situation.

In a way, it was a good thing that no one was around, otherwise he would have been teased and laughed at even more and made fun of. Paul did not know what to do or where to go. He did not even know where he was exactly. However, he was not quite completely alone. There was a figure dressed all in black that he did not see or even notice, stood on the opposite platform, as there was two of them, one at one end, and one at the other, who slowly began to move off and make their way to where Paul was.

Who was this mysterious person? And what did they want with Paul? More importantly what was going to happen next?

To Be Continued.

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I like the way Stacy got revenge with the help of her friends and police woman mother. Nappying Paul was perfect after what he did. Frilly plastic panties, petticoat, and dress are fitting punishment for a rude boy. Suddenly the story is becoming more mysterious. Who is watching Sissybaby Paul? Awesome image which is perfect for your story. *bear hug*
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  I agree. Paul got exactly what he deserved. Yes, there is a mystery. I am glad that you like the image. When I tried the first time to get the AI Text to Image generator to do what I wanted it to do. The results I was not happy with. So I redefined my text, made it very specific. The image generator gave me another set of images and the one that I have used for this story I liked the most.
I had a good idea of how I wanted to do the story and what direction that I wanted it to go in. But having the image to use to draw inspiration from, helped me in more ways than one. I couldn't have done the story without it, other images that I had to create using the Image generator were needed too, to help me describe better the things that I needed to feature in this story. I wanted to really include them in the story, but sadly the text editor here won't display them.
So I had to carefully look at the images and describe what I was seeing. It paid off. Don't get me wrong, some scenes I can describe well enough right from my imagination. But when I am unable to see a scene/image in my head, then I need to find an image that will help me with my stories, where images are needed. The description of the train interior by the way, just in case you are wondering about that. For that one I used Bing Images to find the right image that I needed to describe the train interior and I found the perfect image for that.
Lastly, sorry for the long reply. Just wanted to give you and everyone viewing my story an insight into what I used to help me do the story.
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Chapter 3

Paul’s New Life

Paul Bartley was all alone or so he thought, as he stood on the empty platform of a train station that he did not recognise or knew where he was. Stood in the distance on the second platform was a figure all in black and it had moved off and it was now making it’s way towards him. Paul simply stood where he was, not moving, like as though he was frozen to the spot. He looked all around him looking completely lost and hopeless until a voice suddenly spoke to him.

Hello there little one. You look to be lost.” Paul looked to see who had spoken to him. Stood before him was a man who looked to be at least no older than 20 years old, wearing a three piece black suit. Even the shoes on his feet were completely black too. What also did not help was the fact that he had short jet black hair and aerie cat green eyes. Paul suddenly looked startled. “Who are you?” He asked, rather timidly and with a high pitched voice too. Wait a moment, that wasn’t right, surely not! Paul thought to himself.

But the man that stood before him just simply smiled and replied. “Why I am your Daddy my sweet little Sissy Baby Girl.” Paul looked suddenly confused. “What? No way am I a Sissy Baby, or a girl for that matter.” Paul managed to say, this time in his usual voice. “Nonsense sweetie. You may look like a boy in a baby style dress and I have no doubt that you are wearing a nappy underneath that dress of yours. So of course you are a Sissy Baby Girl and I shall name you Sissy Baby Missy.” Replied the man in black, grinning from ear to ear.

My name is Paul Bartley and I am not a baby. I am 19 years old.” Replied Paul, with tears now coming down his face. “No, sorry. That is no longer your name. You are now Sissy Baby Missy, you are now an eighteen month old baby, you are also a Sissy and you are now completely mine.” Replied the man in black in a sinister tone of voice. Paul looked really scared. “I have been searching for a long time for the right Sissy Baby to come along and low and behold, there you are dropped right on my doorstep, so to speak.” Said the man in black, followed by. “You’re man now sweetie and you are coming home with me.”

Just then, the man took hold of Sissy Baby Missy’s hand and began to pull her away from the platform. Sissy Baby Missy got really scared and pleaded with the man in black. “Please Mr. Don’t take me with you. I am not dressed like this of my own free will. A group of girls did this to me. I am not a Sissy and I absolutely hate the colour pink.” Cried Sissy Baby Missy, who was in fear of her very life. “Well now, you will have to introduce me to these girls that you speak of so that I can thank them for sending you to me and for the last time, you are a Sissy, you are a baby, you are my Sissy Baby and I am your Daddy. And as for the colour pink, you’ll be wearing that colour a lot from now on.” Replied the man in black.

Sissy Baby Missy cried and cried, in fact she had not cried so much in a very, very long time, as the man in black simply dragged her away from the platform and away from the train station altogether. No matter how many times she pleaded to the man in black to let her go, the man in black simply replied to her. “Look sweetie, the sooner that you accept your new life, the better that everything shall be for you.” But Sissy Baby Missy still cried, as the man in black took her toward a black car that was in the car park of the train station.

The man in black opened the door to the driver’s seat and then he opened the door to the passenger side seat, he picked up Sissy Baby Missy, as though she really was just like a real baby and placed her into the passenger seat and buckled her in with the seatbelt, and then closed the passenger door. He then walked around to the driver’s side and got in. He buckled up his seatbelt and then simply drove off. It was a long ride to where the man in black lived, he came to a house that was secluded on a plot of land, with no other houses near by, or even beside it.

There was a wall all the way around the grounds of the house, which was white with a big black front door. The man in black got out of his car and walked over toward where Sissy Baby Missy was sat. He unbuckled her, picked her up and carried her toward the front door. He then unlocked the door with one hand, while holding onto Sissy Baby Missy with the other, with his arm wrapped tightly around her. “Welcome home Master.” Said a maid, who had suddenly come to greet the man in black, the moment he stepped into the hallway of the house.

Thank you Sally.” Please be sure to get the nursery ready for my new found Sissy Baby Girl here.” Replied the man in black. The maid smiled when she saw Sissy Baby Missy in her Master’s arm, then she did a curtsey and left. The man in black carried Sissy Baby Missy all the way into the Master living room, the house had a guest living room, a kitchen, two bathrooms, complete with side toilets and five bedrooms. The man in black carried Sissy Baby Missy over toward the Chesterfield Sofa, with it’s rich red velvet padding and a set of white back cushions with gold trim.

There was a set of armchairs to match. The main laid Sissy Baby Missy out onto the sofa. It was not long before the maid of the house had returned. “The nursery is all set and ready Master.” Said the maid with another curtsey, before leaving again. Just then, the main in black scooped up Sissy Baby Missy into his arms and carried her out of the Master living room, into the hallway and up a grand stair case. He got to the landing that had 3 bedrooms and one bathroom on the first floor, he went up another set of stairs up to the second landing which had two bedrooms and the second bathroom. There was one room to the left, with the bathroom on the right and the last bedroom was at the very end of the landing.

The man in black took Sissy Baby Missy toward that bedroom, he opened the bedroom door and stepped into the nursery, it had pink walls with a white boarder at the top, with a set of pink curtains, one on either side of the window frame, there was pink and white baby furniture, but all scaled up for an adult, there was a pink and white framed changing table, a pink cot with a pink mobile hanging from the end of the cot. There was a lone pink chair to the right side of the window.

There was also a pink carpet on the floor, with a few stuffed cuddly toys on the carpet, there was a set of framed pictures on the wall and a small shelf with ornaments on top and a selection hanging down from underneath it in various different shapes and sizes. There was a dresser drawer unit, a walk in wardrobe and a bedside cabin-ate with a night light on top of it. The man in black carefully lifted Sissy Baby Missy onto the floor.

Now then, let’s get a good look at you.” He said, as he lifted up the skirt of the dress at the back, He smiled when saw the ruffled frills on the back of the frilly plastic pants, he then came in front of Sissy Baby Missy and lifted up the front of the dress, he smiled even more when he saw the rows of ruffled frills on the front. “Nice, what an absolutely lovely pair of very frilly plastic pants you have on there.” Said the man in black as he began to pull them down to below Sissy Baby Missy’s knees. “OOo! Very crinkly.” Said the man in black grinning from ear to ear, as he heard how loud the frilly plastic pants crinkled, when he pulled them down, exposing the lovely thick white Terry Towelling nappy, that had two pink safety pins on either side.

Excellent!” Exclaimed the man in black, pleased with what he saw. “You will be using that shortly.” Said the man in black, as he pulled the frilly plastic pants back up around the thick nappy. There was another bedside cabin-ate, that had a pink telephone on top of it. He picked it up and dialled down through to the down stairs telephone. The maid came to answer it. “Sally, I need you to make up the special formula that I taught you on how to make. Put it into the baby bottle and bring it straight up to the nursery for me please my dear.” Said the man in black.

Yes Master.” Came back the reply over the telephone speaker. The man in black got Sissy Baby Missy to sit down on the pink chair that had a padded pink seat cushion fixed to the seat. It did not take too long for the maid to come up to the nursery with the bottle of formula that she prepared for Sissy Baby Missy to take, she looked up at the man in black who was expecting for her to take the baby bottle and drink the formula. She did, but rather reluctantly so.

Good Sissy Baby Girl.” Said the man in black, pleased to see that Sissy Baby Missy took the baby bottle and drank down the whole lot of formula down, that was in it. He then picked her up and carried her toward the cot. “Now it’s time for you to take a little nap. You have been through a lot to you. I know that things are very confusing for you right now. But don’t worry sweetie, things will soon become very clear for you.” Said the man in black, oddly in a soothing tone of voice, as he then put Sissy Baby Missy down into the cot.

All of a sudden, Sissy Baby Missy felt really very sleepy, as she slept inside the cot. The man in black placed a few stuffed cuddly toys into the cot with her, pulling a blanket over her, set the mobile to start spinning and then he left the nursery. The very next day, Sissy Baby woke up surprised that she had slept all the way through till the very next day. But much to her dismay and shock, she had wet and pooped herself during her sleep.

Not knowing why, but she immediately started to cry. The man in black was already prepared for this, as he came into the nursery, he picked Sissy Baby Missy up from the cot and carried her over to toward the changing table and began to remove the frilly plastic pants, unpin the nappy, then he picked her up again, carried her out of the nursery and into the bathroom, where a warm bath was already waiting for her.

The man in black began to wash Sissy Baby Missy, all over, once he had finished washing her, he then dried her down with a big pink fluffy towel. The man in black then picked up Sissy Baby Missy, carried her out of the bathroom and back into the nursery, he moved the used towelling nappy and the frilly plastic pants. He put them both into the clothes hamper that was nearby that was used for dirty clothes. Then the man in black placed Sissy Baby Missy onto the changing table, he then went over to the pink phone again and the maid answered the phone that was downstairs.

He gave her instructions to come and take the clothes hamper away, while he went over back to the changing table, he reached down to the top shelf, where there was a neatly folded stack of Terry Towelling nappies with plenty of safety pins to use. He soon had the nappy pinned onto Sissy Baby Missy, he then went over to the walk in wardrobe, he soon came back out holding a shiny item in his hands. Sissy Baby Missy looked at it and then realised what the item was. It was a baby style onesie, but it was made completely out of PVC.

She looked both shocked and surprised. The pink PVC onesie had short puffy sleeves, a wide white Petter Pan Collar with a small pink bow in the centre. The man in black, smiled as he turned around the pink PVC onesie. To Sissy Baby Missy’s dismay, there was a full set of ruffled white satin frills from top to bottom across the back of the pink PVC Onesie. The man in black put the pink PVC onesie over Sissy Baby Missy’s head, fastened the snaps together, at the bottom of the crotch area and lastly the man in black slipped onto Sissy Baby Missy’s feet, a pair of pink baby style booties.

They were made out of pink satin. “There now, you look, pretty as a picture. Just right for a walk out in the park.” Said the man in black. “What? Mes no want to go outside.” Replied Sissy Baby Missy in a high pitched voice, which surprised and shocked her. “Nonsense, you are going outside Sissy Baby Missy and that’s final.” Remarked the man in black in an autorotative tone of voice. Sissy Baby Missy started to cry again. “Crying about the matter is not going to stop me from taking you outside, now be a good Sissy Baby Girl and stop crying.”

Ordered the man in black.

Sissy Missy Baby had no choice but to comply. She realised that she was permanently stuck with this strange man in black, weather she liked it or not. There was nothing that she could do, but to accept her fate, as the man in black then suddenly took out from a drawer, a pink leather baby harness with straps attached to it. The man in black put this around Sissy Baby Missy’s chest and tightened up the straps at the back and then he started to lead her out of the nursery.

With no real choice, Sissy Baby Missy had to walk down the stair case, one after the other and down onto the ground floor, walk down the hallway, toward the front door, which the man in black closed the door behind him. He then put Sissy Baby Missy into his car, he got in and then he drove off. The car soon pulled up outside a local public park, where there were a group of women of all ages and a group of girls between 18 and 19 years old, the moment that the man in black entered into the park, along with Sissy Baby Missy in her pretty pink PVC onesie and pink booties.

They all suddenly burst out into fits of giggles, which made Sissy Baby Missy, burst out into tears. This the man had expected and he then slipped a pink dummy into Sissy Baby Missy’s mouth, it had two pink silk ribbons attached to it, of which the man in black used to tie the dummy into place, tying the ribbons into a bow at the back of her head. The girls played with Sissy Baby Missy, while the women gathered around and cooed at the sight of Sissy Baby Missy, it was a beautiful warm day, which was the only saving grace for Sissy Baby Missy, slowly realising that she was going to be a Sissy Baby now for the rest of her natural life.

THE END.

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 UPDATE!
Chapter 3 has been added to this story
More stories are yet to come. The plan is to post one caption, then some time after that post one story, then after that post another caption, back and forth in that order. But I will have to wait to see what comes up next and in which order that I will actually be doing them in.
Lastly, I am open to suggestions for images for me to try and do with the AI Text To Image generator, to use for future/further captions, even story ideas that you would like for me to do too. Your suggestions really would help me to be able to create more content here for Sissykiss.
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Simply just send me a PM with your suggestions. I will reply to them and give you an honorable mention for the idea given for the image ideas or a story idea. Though please bear in mind the following, for image ideas, do try to be specific as possible of what you would like to see me try for the AI Text To Image Generator. And for story ideas, give me as best a rough lay out of what kind of story that you would like me to write.
I can't promise that either the image ideas will turn out well enough, or that that I will be able to use your story ideas. Story ideas I will keep onto, as I may never know, I could use them at a much later point in time. As for the image ideas, I might need to redefine those for you, if the end results should not work out, even then I do not know if what comes out will be okay or not, so please bear that in mind too. Thank you.
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Baby Puss
Loved your story ! Great ending, with the mysterious man. I love how he was made to wear the pvc onesie, and had a set of baby reins put on him. “Come along now Sissy”! lol 
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@ Baby Puss
  I am so happy to hear that you loved the story. That means a lot to me. The PVC onesie was the perfect touch near to the end of the story. The public outing was fun to write, as well as the whole story. Your comment at the end made me smile lots. Thank you for that.
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Baby Butch
I loved the final chapter too and the parts about the man in black. Sissy Baby Missy is a great name for Paul who was kidnapped by the man in black. Great ending with Sissy Baby Missy put in a harness and taken to the park in that PVC onesie. Lovely story! *HUGS*
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@ Baby Butch
  I am glad to hear that you loved the final chapter. The identity of the man in black is a mystery. That's deliberate, to leave everyone wondering who he is. I like the name Sissy Baby Missy, it's good to have a different name other than Sissy Baby Jessica all of the time. While it is my favorite name to chose. It's about time that I come up with new Sissy names for my characters to end up with. The park scene was a lovely addition to Paul's punishment. *Giggles*
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@ SissyBabyPet
  I noticed you used Sissy Baby Jessica a lot. Sissy Baby Missy is an equally great name. I saw the mystery with not knowing who the man in black is. I am wondering if the maid is a sissymaid. Great story for sure!
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sissybabysamantha2
I have read all three chapters 0f this story.  What a wonderful story this is this nasty bully got exactly what he deserved It seems like he is the one going to be wearing nappies for the rest of his life  
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