The Shop of Unforgiving Dreams (XXX) NEW NEW NEW CHAPTER EIGHT WOW
A 21 year old "boy" sees an innocent fantasy turn into fantasies that are too real and uncontrollable -CHAPTER 8 Added 4 MAR 11
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This is my first ever attempt at writing a story so please bear with me. I hope to make it interesting for all, but please don’t be offended if it wanders off into places you may not like. I’ve no idea where it might go but that’s the fun. Chapter 7 added 15 feb 11


The Shop of Dreams






Chapter 1





I was a 21 year old designer of slight build, blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair. My complexion was too good for a hard hitting rocker which I saw myself as but then I was as soft as they come and to say naïve was an understatement. I’d grown up as an only child and therefore the softness and naivety was no shock to people who knew me – I was the proverbial “Mummies boy” – something I hated being called but deep inside knew it was true. I had unfortunately lost my parents when I was 18 due to a traffic accident. I was devastated and just became more isolated and as time went on grew to enjoy my own company and the remoteness from others. I was left a small inheritance which allowed me to live comfortably and develop my design skills and eventually begin to establish a circle of design clients who were happy to supply me with work as and when I needed it which bolstered my finances.
I drove to the local shops most days to get me out of my apartment and to see if life still existed beyond my 4 walls. There was also another reason I did the drive and that was to pass my favourite shop and look at the fine designs always presented in the windows. The shop was located near some traffic lights and as I drove up I wished the lights to change to red so that I would have to stop and then I would have more time to lose myself in the window display. Many times I have been hooted at as the lights turned to green but I was so engrossed I never realised until I was jolted back into the real world by further blaring of car horns.
The Shop, ahh yes, THE SHOP……………………..oh sorry but got lost in my own thoughts – yes the shop was “The Fairytale Wedding Shop”. A dream to behold with dress designs that billowed and fluffed and puffed and said “Look at me!” and that is what I did as often as I could. What was it that drew me to this place – what was in me that made me dream of these divine creations? I put it down to the designer in me – that need and want to always surround myself in exquisite quality and beauty and as far as I was concerned, in clothing there was nothing more iconic than the purity of a white shimmering wedding dress. I became obsessed with the elegance such that I would spend hours sitting in my apartment doodling wedding dresses of all shapes. I wondered how they were made and what they were made of but all I could do was search the internet for wedding dress sites and make my regular drive pass of the shop. I imagined working in The Shop and seeing my designs paraded in front of a wall of mirrors on a beautiful bride-to-be. A fantasy beyond all fantasies!
Having gathered a large portfolio of dress designs which I looked through each and every day, the thought came to me as to why didn’t I go and show them to The Shop. Why would they not be interested in taking on a designer so they could offer a specialist design service. They must have people that make or alter gowns, so surely it would be easy to take a design and produce it in all its glory for a wanting bride.
I came to the decision to call on The Shop and see if they would look through my designs and maybe consider offering a design service using me to interpret brides’ needs. I decided I had to do it so checked through my portfolio, zipped it up and with it under my arm headed to my car. I drove towards town feeling very determined. This was something I had to do. I pulled the car into a side road next to The Shop and grabbed my portfolio and headed towards the entrance. I was excited at the thought of what I was going to do but as soon as I was outside the windows, a great wave of nerves hit me. Suddenly I was routed to the spot just staring aimlessly at the window displays. This was the first time I’d been so close to The Shop and I didn’t know what I was doing. The Dresses were calling to me to enter but my body would not move. I stood hypnotised by the wonderful sight before me but again could do nothing.
Suddenly there was a ring of a bell and the door to The Shop opened and the most elegant woman I think I have seen appeared in front of me. She had mesmerising green eyes surrounded by flowing wavy brown hair. She wore a white satin bowed blouse with long puff sleeves and a ¾ length pencil skirt that seemed to bond her legs closely together. Her 4” patent heels allowed her to stand 3 or 4 inches above me. She looked at me with a hint of a smile and then broke the silence “ Hello, we’ve been waiting some time for you! Don’t just stand there, come in, its cold out here.” Was she talking to me? I snapped out of my daze and looked around for someone else but there was no one. “Are you talking to me?” I said looking with amazement at her. “Why, yes of course! There is no one else here and therefore it must be you! Now please come in, there is much to see and do!”
I was stunned completely by what she said and all I could do was meekly follow her instructions. What did she mean we have lots to do? She didn’t know who or what I was. I entered The Shop and was firstly hit by a multitude of perfume and fragrance smells entering my head and swimming quickly round to sweetly hug my thoughts. It was as if I had been picked up and floated into The Shop. It was then that I saw My Dream - rows upon rows of dresses hanging sedately around the walls. Dresses of all styles, of every material you could ever imagine, sparkling with sequins and beads – I was lost again to my fantasy but they were there, directly in front of me and surrounding me. I wanted to touch, to feel but all I could do was stare!
I was left in my own world while the lady who had greeted me sat demurely on a velvet covered high back chair. She made herself comfortable swinging her knees to one side and placing her highly manicured hands on her lap. She watched me as my head just seemed to circle taking in the wonderful sights. With a much broader smile now she addressed me as if I was a child in a sweet shop. “See anything you like, my sweet boy? I’m sure we have lots here and much more which will keep you and I entertained for a long time!” I started out of my dream world and apologised “Sorry, I was just taken aback by you and your wonderful Shop? What were you saying?” The lady rose as if lifted by an invisible force and stepped towards me. “ I believe we need to pay more attention if we are to allow you to realise your real fantasies? Now I’m Mistress Dianne and I would be grateful if you would address me as such. And you are Lawrence! Lawrence Stretten I do believe?”
“How do you know my name?” I replied in shock!
“Well, it became fairly obvious when we kept seeing this car holding up the traffic, that we had an admirer and with my contacts and a car number plate it was not difficult to trace you down. Believe me, I know more about you than you probably do yourself” and at that point she laughed aloud. At this point I began to get very nervous and beads of sweat began to form on my brow.
“Now my sweet little one, why don’t you tell me what you think is your fascination with my shop and then I’ll tell you what I think your REAL fascination is? But first and I’m so rude, would you care for a drink – you look as though you might need it?”
My cheeks had begun to tingle and I could feel them getting red although I was confused by the way the conversation was going. I was tempted to turn tail and run but that was not my nature to be rude and I was here for a purpose and although she had checked me out, I came to the conclusion that anyone seeing strange men peering regularly into their shop would want questions answered. I kindly accepted her offer of a drink at which point she turned and called through a rear door “Miss Alexis, will you kindly make tea for two” She then turned back to me and as she sat again she directed me to sit on a settee which I did. As I sat, another woman appeared from the back carrying a tray with two cups of tea. “This is Miss Alexis, she helps me with my many tasks here and she is very excited to finally see you here, aren’t you Miss Alexis?” “Yes Madame,” replied Miss Alexis “It is something we have waited for, for some time, and we so look forward to working on, sorry, with you!”
“It is a pleasure to meet both of you” I responded but was getting more baffled with what they were talking about. I accept the cup offered to me and took a sip to wet my mouth which was beginning to get dry.
“So, Lawrence, do please tell us what your love of wedding dresses is?” said Mistress Dianne. I began to explain my reasons for staring at their shop and why I chose to visit them with my portfolio and what I hoped to do and what I hoped they would agree to. As I worked through my presentation to them, I noticed a numbness creeping into my fingers and feet and as time ticked away, the numbness moved up my arms and legs and what was bizarre was my speech began to slur. Next I became aware that I was unable to do anything, move or speak. All I could do was sit and stare and listen. I was fully conscious and aware of everything but could not translate my requests for movement into action. I just sat there watching Mistress Dianne and Miss Alexis smile very pleasingly.
“Well my little sweetpea, having heard your reasoning, shall we see what Mistress Dianne thinks is really best for you and why you are really here?” I clearly heard and saw Mistress Dianne say, but I was incapable of doing anything even though my brain was desperately telling me to get out.
That wasn’t going to happen!


Chapter 2





“Now my little sweetie, why don’t you tell us why you’re really here?” There was silence from me due to the fact that whatever had happened to me had rendered me completely dumb and completely immobile. My brain was crying out to leave and was telling my mouth to scream and shout out but nothing was happening. All I could do was sit on the settee like a stranded dummy awaiting attention and attention I was getting.
“What did you say?” Mistress Dianne asked “I’m sorry I didn’t hear you!” Again I tried desperately to call out but no sound came. Mistress Dianne sat down beside me and lifted my arm in the air and then let it go. It flopped lifelessly back to the settee. “Oh deary, deary, me! We do appear to have a slight problem here, don’t we Lawrence or is it Larry? Now let me see, you have spent weeks if not months stalking our shop – yes stalking is the term. What other man would spend everyday driving pass and purposely go out of their way to stare blatantly in our window? Were you trying to clock a view of a half dressed woman? Does that turn you on? Were you trying to sneak a peek at myself or Miss Alexis for some perverted pleasure? Oh wait, maybe you do like the dresses but is it because you want to design them or is there an alternative reason? Is that it, you see yourself in the dresses, all pretty and elegant with oodles of satin and silk cascading around your body? Petticoats to die for, lifting your dress so far out that you can never bring you arms down straight, they have to sit demurely on the front of all those billowing pettis!”
At this point I was getting really frightened. All I wanted was for them to look at my designs but now I was being accused of wanting to wear the dresses or I was some kind of pervert. I sat there and screamed at the top of my voice and…………there was nothing! How was I to explain myself to them? What had I done to offend them if anything? How could I get out of here? HELP!!!!!!!! If only they could see beyond my eyes they would see the look of terror etched into them!
“Now we need to find out what it is that brings you here and what we can do to, shall we say, help? Miss Alexis, can you help me to move our client to a more appropriate environment?” At that moment Mistress Dianne slid her arm around my back and pulled me so I was half lying on the settee. Miss Alexis then bent down and picked up my feet. After a count of 3, I felt my body rise as the two women hoisted me up and after a bit of adjustment began to carry me towards the door at the rear of the shop. Clearly I was not a problem for them to move, after all, nine and a half stone, and 5 foot 7, I was not the biggest bloke on the bloke. I desperately tried to wriggle out of their grip but as much as I tried, my body was not having anything to do with it – a lifeless mass available to anyone and available for anyone to do anything with. My problem was that my porters clearly had other ideas other than helping me to recover and send me on my way!
With my head now nestled in Mistress Dianne’s arm, all I could see was ceiling and there seemed to be a lot of it for I seemed to pass a lot of it. It was difficult to tell how far or where we went but I got the impression that this shop was larger than the frontage suggested. We clearly went down some stairs at one point and then more corridors and then finally we passed through a door which I heard being unlocked. I was then placed unceremonily on some sort of table with a loud bang.
All I could see was more ceiling but the room or whatever it was, was very well lit. Mistress Dianne then came into view as she leaned over me. “My, my, that was a trek was it not? You may be only slight but as a dead weight you’ve not made it easy? Now, you need not worry as we are going to take very good care of you! We are going to take so much care of you, you probably won’t even recognise yourself when we are finished!” She laughed and was joined as well by Miss Alexis. “Firstly we need to check a few little things? Do you think its little or what, Miss Alexis?” she enquired. Miss Alexis responded “I do believe we have a minnow here” at which Mistress Dianne argued “No, he may be small in bulk but I’m sure we’ve got a big fish here?” I was now at the point of tears deep inside. What was going on? What were they talking about? I knew I was naïve but I thought I had some idea of what they were talking about but I brushed that aside as ridiculous but then again this whole scenario was ridiculous and that was clearly an understatement.
“OK, Miss Alexis, let’s get down to business!” and with that I felt my shoes being removed followed by each article of clothing until I was naked bar my boxers. “Let’s see who was right” and suddenly my boxers were yanked down my legs and off. The room echoed with laughter with both women unable to control their hysterics! As the laughter slowly subsided, Miss Alexis said “ Oh my god, I said I thought it was a minnow but that’s being kind, it’s a real tiddler! It must be all of inch!” and that started them off again laughing so much so they were nearly both in tears. Meanwhile I was in tears though nothing showed but what did show was the red of my cheeks glowing. This whole thing was humiliating enough but to go this far and I knew that this was going to be only the start and I could do nothing to stop it.
After several minutes of the laughter dying away and then starting up again, the two women managed to settle themselves and unfortunately for me returned to the client in hand. As I lay on whatever, my arms were lifted above and behind my head and I felt something being attached to my wrists. Suddenly there was a click of a switch and along with the purr of a motor, my arms began to rise and as they got to a position where my body was starting to move off the whatever, the whatever began to tilt lowering my feet towards the floor. Slowly I was raised up until I was vertical and just the balls of my feet lightly touched the floor and my whole body was stretched with my arms pointed out towards the ceiling. My head flopped forward to allow me to see the polished white floor tiles. Try as I did I still could do nothing but hang there like a rag doll.
Without further discussion, Miss Alexis appeared before me in a white rubber apron and gloves and began applying cream to my body. Working from my neck down she methodically worked cream onto every part of my body paying particular attention to my tiddler as she called it and my bum crack. Once complete she stood back to admire her work as if it was a piece of classic artwork.
Mistress Dianne then appeared in front of me and while lifting my head up so I could see her she announced in no uncertain terms “My dear sweet bubba, welcome to the start of your new life! And when I say start, I mean start. You were the unfortunate who chose to head our way but clearly there is something here that you need but that something is so much more than you ever imagined? I would imagine that at the moment you are full of fear and terror and you have every right to feel it but you do not know what fear is. Unfortunately I’m going to have to show you it but you have a choice – do as you are told and the fear will see you through – choose to disobey and then the fear will break you. Your choice, my sweet, your choice!” and with that she let my head flop back and disappeared from view. Suddenly and with no warning I was hit by the coldness stream of water as Miss Alexis brandished a jet spray and proceeded to again work slowly round my body cleaning all the cream off. My head being such allowed me to watch in horror as any hair I had just varnished with the force of the spray. As the spray denuded my body, a redness appeared and a warm tingling sensation as the spray moved on. As quickly as the spray went on, it was turned off and I was left dripping like an old dish cloth, staring forlornly at my now bare excuse for manhood which if anything else had managed to get smaller.
“Ahh, has little excuse for a boy run away?” Mistress Dianne tittered as she flicked what was left between my legs. “Can’t see that being of much use to man or beast, but then we have little use for it but it will be an important supplement for your development over the next few weeks but then, by then, it will have run its useful course and by natural causes or otherwise you will have no need to worry about it!” With that she disappeared to be replaced by Miss Alexis. Without saying anything, she raised my head, opened my mouth and slipped something between my upper and lower teeth and then she fiddled with something and my mouth was opened to an extent that even with the lack of feeling I felt it stretched beyond its natural limit. She then produced a syringe and happily waved it in front of my eyes. If fear was what Mistress Dianne had spoken about, then fear was what I was feeling then. If movement had been an option I would have been flapping wildly at that point but no flap but sheer terror coursing through my veins.
Mistress Dianne spoke from somewhere “My little sweet cherub, are we scared? Do we love needles? Now do not fear for you will feel nothing as your body is so relaxed at the moment, you won’t notice it go in or come out. The good thing for you is that it will give you your body back and all that wonderful feeling you have so missed. I’m so kind to you and when you get all that wonderfulness back I’m sure you will love to thank your Mistress? Oh, but unfortunately you won’t be able to verbally as when Miss Alexis injects your tongue with the muscle recovery, it has got a little something which will swell your tongue! It’s just a little protection for us so you can’t scream out and also as this is the start of your NEW life, then those that are created from new cannot speak until they learn and so we need to mute you for the present. I’m sure you will appreciate the kindness and I’m sure we can find other ways for you to show your gratitude.” At this point I watched in horror as Miss Alexis aimed the needle towards my mouth. Beads of sweat appeared and ran down my forehead as I saw the plunger depressed and then the syringe removed.
“And there we go, Mummy made you better!” Mistress Dianne laughed. “It will take half an hour for your body to recover, so just enough time to give you an added bonus.” She waved her hand in front of my eyes and on her finger was a pink ring. It was wide enough in the centre to get a couple of fingers through and was about quarter of an inch thick all round. “Don’t you love modern technology? They can make things so small these days but put so much in them” and with that she held the ring in both hands and pulled and it split with some sort of hinge. “Can you guess where this is going? Here’s a clue! What’s small and hairless and got no use? Have you guessed yet? Shall I show you?” and she once again flicked my manhood. I flinched as pain ran through my body. “Well what do you know, our little boy has got some life back in him!” I watched as she knelt down in front of me. “My, oh, my, aren’t we so smooth down here now? Just like a new born, which is what you are – now isn’t that a coincidence? Don’t you just love pink, well let’s put it like this, you will?” She placed the open ring around the back of balls and pulled it up so she could close it over the top of my p**is. “This is so exciting! Now just listen to this!” and she pulled up further on the ring so the two open edges would meet and then there was a ‘click’. My heart sank even though I did not know what the ring was but I knew it was not going to do me any favours.
“OK, now we have some fun, but firstly we need to let you recover and that in itself should be entertaining.” I heard the motor purr again and I was lowered slightly so my feet were on the floor properly and my arms hung beside my head loosely. My legs were really shaky and I struggled to stay upright but managed to control myself even though I looked like I was dancing to some insane music. I felt the blood re-entering my muscle and my strength return and as the power came back I pulled like a madman on the chains securing me and shouted at the top of my voice “mmmrrrr, mmmmrrr”. The swollen tongue had done its job and I was as good as mute.
“I love it when a plan comes together and this one is the best yet! So my little sweet sugar dum dum! Hey that’s good, Dum, Dum! It’s a joke, you can laugh now! Oh Shame you can’t! Well at least you could grunt” and she laughed.
“Well then, let’s see what our little pink ring can do?” and she picked up a small remote and a broad grin ran across her face.




Chapter 3 -THE TEST





I hung aimlessly from the ceiling trying to regain the strength and feeling back in my body. My outburst was futile as I could go nowhere and make no coherent sounds. I really did not know how all of this had happened but I did know it was not the end of my suffering. My naivety kicked in as I realised I knew nothing of the strange things which were going on. I’d heard stories of people being kidnapped on the news but there was nothing that I knew of that resembled anything of what I’d been through up to now. All I had done was enter a wedding dress shop with the intention of maybe getting some design work. Where was this going? Why were they doing this to me? If I was able to speak I would be able to ask but that was no longer an option. The thought that maybe when they released me, I could leg it out of the shop as fast as I could and, even though I would be naked, I could get help. People would see how frightened I was and would care for me, protect me. This was the way the world worked and women like Mistress Dianne and Miss Alexis would pay dearly for what they had done!
I was lost in my thoughts and plans when Mistress Dianne broke through them “So my little Larry has decided to calm down then. Clever of you to realise that bound as you are you will go no where and hurt no one but yourself! Now I’m sure there are many questions you would love answered and I will attempt to answer them as we move forward but unfortunately as you are so wonderfully mute as a little baby, then the answers you will get will not necessarily be to the questions you have in your head. That’s the way things happen when you are new born. Mummies always seem to know what their little ones want even though the little ones cannot actually tell them. I know exactly what you need and will get and the fun part is that you will have no choice whether you like it or not, much like a baby in a pram.” And she laughed and then an even bigger grin appeared on her face.
“Now to give you time to recover as I’m kind like that, I need to sort my connections and links to you which for your interest, although you really don’t need to know, but like to keep my little one in the frame as it were, means I need to get my devices here” and she held up the remote and then her phone “to communicate with your gorgeous pink ring! It looks so sweet! It makes your tiddler almost glow with pride but that’s the only bit of pride something that size will have!” She pressed a button on the remote and I saw a light begin to flash on it. “Ok we have action! The remote is now synchronising with the ring. I’m sure you’re familiar with this terminology. Once the light stops flashing it means that all the functions are connected and the remote will be able to send signals to your ring. God I love gadgets! Miss Alexis, will you go and bring the other things so we can begin the testing?” Miss Alexis acknowledge her request with a nod and left the room clapping with excitement. I began to feel the fear well up again. What testing and why did she need to synchronise the remote with what appeared to be a simple pink plastic ring. There was a lot more to this than I cared to know. I wanted to scream again and pull but what was the point. My wrists were already hurting from hanging and my previous outburst. I needed all my energy if I got the chance to run! The problem was – was I going to get a chance to run?
Mistress Dianne continued “Now my dear little boy, now is the time while my remote is connecting, to establish why you really came here? We have a very simple test which will tell us exactly what we think we already know! The really fantastic thing about this test is that it does not require you to say anything, well at least not verbally. There is another indicator which is just as reliable and probably even more reliable. It does not lie unlike you with your designing excuses!” I tried to mouth my objection but again a muffled “mummmffff” just came out. My eyes were pleading with her but she just looked and smiled “but my little one, if you were telling the truth earlier then you have nothing more to fear for I will hold my hands up and admit I got it wrong and you will be on your way! I can’t be fairer than that! If, however, I am right, then your deepest darkest fears are going to come true in abundance and, if, I am right, and I don’t get it wrong too often, you will regret the day your eyes caught sight of this shop?” and she turned towards the door and called for Miss Alexis to enter.
A deep shiver rang through my body at the tone in which she had spoke and I could feel my whole body oozing with terror. I began to question my own reasoning and wondering what if there were other reasons that she might find. Was I going to win this? It wasn’t a competition, I wasn’t competing against anyone but yet I had to prove myself in something I did not really know I had to prove.
Suddenly the door swung open and Miss Alexis appeared followed by one of the most divine designs I had ever seen hung from a hanger she was carrying. As she carried the creation into the room I could only see the back of the most gorgeous wedding dress. It had, what appeared to be, a boned corseted top with very narrow panels highlighted by sequins running vertically where each bone was placed. It was laced with satin cord that seemed to tie at the waist. The dress billowed out from the waist with a sheer silk sitting proudly over a thick satin skirt which in its turn sat proudly over what must have been layers of petticoats. It was long and full and must have had yards of material carefully cut and sewn to create the flowing mass. Attached to the top of the skirt was a bow of all bows which reached out beyond the sides with multiples of bows and then 4 wide tails cascading down the back to meet the bottom of the dress.
Miss Alexis stood and held the gown regally in front of me and all I could do was stare in amazement. My eyes did not lie, I loved what I was seeing and for that moment I was taken back as if sitting in my car looking into their window display. The shimmer of the materials and the sparkle of the sequins mesmerized me totally.
“Well, someone likes what they see!” Mistress Dianne said “It looks as though I might be right but its only fair that you see the whole dress and then maybe the whole truth will out” and at that moment Miss Alexis twirled the dress round so I could see the front and the full glory was apparent to all. For me, the corseted top screamed ‘look at me’ as the panels were covered with sequin patterns that glinted and shone as the dress waved slowly in the air. The skirt however was not as I had imagined, for it was split down the centre right up to the waist and opened wider towards the bottom before it flowed into the back. You could see right through the front to the silky satin lining of the underskirt which supported the pettis for the back. The open front was trimmed in scrolls of lace accentuating the boldness of the design. Whoever landed up wearing this was not going to be bashful for it left nothing to the imagination? You would get a full view of everything from the waist down. My mind was desperately trying to figure how this would be worn and what the bride would need to wear under it if she was not to be totally embarrassed! What was I doing? I’m strung up like a piece of meat in a butchers and evaluating the more intricate aspects of a dress! God what is happening?
“I told you I was right!” Mistress Dianne’s voice cut into my thinking and I was jolted back to the reality of my situation. How could she tell? Could she read my mind now? “Someone loves the dress” she stated and she walked up to face me to see the puzzled look on my face. “Ahh, does didums not realise he has shown his excitement of this silky smooth creation?” and with that, her hand moved forward and flicked the tiddler that was no more. “My, my, my! Baby has grown into a big boy” I looked down to realise that I was fully erect and bouncing recklessly. How did I not know? My embarrassment raced to my cheeks as I could feel them glowing like a red hot poker and that was not the only poker which was glowing! I suddenly went to cover myself and just heard the chains clink and go taught preventing me from reaching anywhere near my embarrassment.
“Oh dear, caught with our trousers down shall we say! What is the saying? From small acorns, big somethings grow – or something like that? Well we’re not talking a massive tree in your case but you could have someone’s eye out with that – well if they were close enough!” and both women burst into laughter once again at my expense.
“So, baby loves wedding dresses then, how cute? Maybe its more than just wedding dresses its anything feminine! Maybe he wants sexy silky lingerie? How about glossy shiny stockings ataached from a suspender belt with pretty bows? Does tiddler want to play dress-up?” My manhood could do nothing but stand to attention and jump at the mention of all of Mistress Dianne’s suggestions. As much as I willed it away, it refused to respond – it wanted to play and it was not going to be ignored. She was right – my indicator light was flashing as if it had been given an extra boost of power.
“Oh dear, and there was me thinking you were just an innocent little boy wanting to play dress designer but unfortunately for you, it appears it’s a little more complex cos baby wants to actually play dress up if our little soldier is telling me the right story!” She tittered and continued “Me thinks you have got problems? Me thinks you’ve got big, big problems and our new cherub has just begun to blossom! I think you can begin to worry now as now is the start of your new life and there is no return!” with that she turned and walked back across the room to pick up the remote which had now stopped flashing and showed a permanent light.
“All synced and ready to go! This is so exciting! This is the first time we have used this device but I have been promised it’s by far the best and its modes are apparently numerous. You need to thank Miss Alexis for this one, she’s so talented with techie things. What she can do with PC and a soldering iron is out of this world and you, my sweet cherry pie, are going to experience it first hand. Such a privilege! Our own little baby guinea pig!” With that Miss Alexis carefully hung the dress on a hook on the wall and disappeared behind me. I again heard the dreaded sound of the motor and I was once again hoisted up so I could stand but that was all. I then felt the chains begin to twist and I was spun round to face the opposite way and was faced by a wall of mirrors. All I could do was stare at my pathetic reflection hanging in the mirror with my little man nodding up and down. This vision was enough to scare the little man away and slowly but surely he disappeared just peaking out from the top of my balls.
I watched the reflection of Mistress Dianne walk towards the mirrors and place a chair to one side and she then sat on it, armed with her remote and phone. She crossed her legs very delicately and made herself comfortable before addressing me again.
“You poor little pathetic specimen of a man! Did you really think you could come in here and lie when all you wanted to do was get into our dresses for your own perverted pleasure? You have clearly demonstrated your love of things that are so girlie and femme. The ultimate sissy indulgence – full flowing silky satiny wedding dresses that are so frilly for those that get the chance to wear them they feel so feminine! In your case it is the perfect sissy dream! I bet you spend your time dreaming of having someone dress you in the frilliest dresses with oodles of petticoats so that there is no doubt you are a sissy of sissy, the sissiest of them all? Well whether you like it or not your dream has come true but so much more and with extra frills. You are to be reborn as our ultimate sissy for us to parade and use as we so desire and the wonderful things about all of this is you can do nothing about, you will do nothing about because should you try you will regret the day you were ever a twinkle in someone’s eyes?” There was a pause to allow me to take what Mistress Dianne had said. I was scared! Scared – no, I was terrified. I looked at myself in the mirrors and felt a tear run down my cheek. I didn’t want to be here! I wasn’t a sissy although thoughts of being called it back at school sprang into my thoughts. More tears flowed and I could not stop them.
“Tears of joy, my sweet? Oh such a sissy and we haven’t even started!” I tried to plead with Mistress Dianne but ‘mmmmuuufffff’ repeated several times served no purpose. I was the victim of my own love and as it stood now I was here to stay. My future was in the hands of others but it was not a future I believed I would savour.


Chapter 4 THE DEVICE





Mistress Dianne placed the remote on her lap and then started to scroll through her touch phone, pressing various points until a very large smile appeared across her face. “This is so cool, Miss Alexis, you really have gone to town on this!” “Thank you kindly Mistress Dianne, it was such fun doing and I believe it has everything you could ever need and maybe a few extras thrown in on top” was the reply.
She beamed with excitement and turned her look towards me. “Oh sissy boy have you got such pleasure heading your way and I’d almost say that with your apparent interest in design you would be very impressed with this, no, you will definitely be impressed. It’s such an exquisite bit of design but it is a shame that you are to be the recipient of this superb piece of engineering but all good design has to have its initial testing done somehow and neither of us believes in using animals for testing, so, you’re the lucky one! The Chosen One as it were! My, you owe us so many thank yous and so many more to come for what is about to happen to you.”
She repositioned herself and lent slightly forward before continuing. “Do let me explain our little Device and show you some of its wonderful features. Let me begin by saying that if you have any ideas about leaving us without our permission you should forget them immediately. It really, really is not advisable! Your very cute pink ring has a GPS sensor and so wherever you are and wherever you go we will be able to see exactly where that location is!” With that she turned her phone towards me to show me the screen with the view of a map and a red dot blinking on it. “It’s fabulous, you can see where you are in our building and look, if I change the mode to satellite you can see your favourite traffic lights just outside the shop. Let’s say, for instance, we took our little one to the fun fair and we all know how toddlers get excited and run about and then realise they have lost their Mummy – well with your new caring ring, that will never happen. Our little babba will always be safe in the knowledge that she can’t get lost. Isn’t that just wonderful?” I was mortified that attached to the back of my balls was a detector which was so accurate it knew where I was but worse than that, how would I ever get away other than removing the ring which would be a feat in itself trying to saw through it without damaging myself but then that question was answered as if I’d said it out loud. “I’m sure your little sissy brain is in overload at that thought, and maybe is thinking that if it can keep track of me then how will I ever get away from this? Well the simple answer is, you never will! And if you are thinking the only way to lose the ring is to remove the ring! Not a good idea! Miss Alexis, can you give the low down on this one?” Miss Alexis moved in front of me and began “This is so brill you will so love it! On the inside edge of the ring is a very fine wire just held below the surface. It is attached to a fine mesh that runs throughout the ring and this mesh in turn is attached to a sensor. If you decide that removal of the ring by cutting is your chosen escape, firstly, an alarm will sound on the remote and Mistress Dianne’s phone will get an automatic message alerting her of what you are doing. She may come running to help you, but somehow I doubt it very much! As you will find out, she clearly cares about what happens to you but maybe not in the way you’d like and certainly not if you try to escape!
Secondly, and this is the really cool bit, well not so cool, - the fine wire is made of a material which when activated, heats up, and then shrinks until it has totally closed in on itself and then the remainder just burns away. To put it into simple sissy terms that even your simple cell will understand, should you dare to try to remove the ring by any means and cutting is the only way as it is permanently attached to you for ever, within 30 seconds, you will not only be castrated but will be a door without a knob if you get my jist! God I just love that” and she laughed hysterically.
With this gut wrenching information, absolute panic over took me and I started to kick and flail about, tugging as hard as I could on the chains that secured me to the ceiling. I screamed as only as I was able to do which came out as a bizarre series of different toned ‘mmppffs’. I was not going to let this happen to me and I pulled and wriggled as if I was a fish on the end of a hook being removed from the safety of the river desperately trying to get away. Mistress Dianne and Miss Alexis watched with amusement as I tried, and tried to release myself from the bondage holding me. I was determined not to give up until a searing pain shot through my groin and my knees automatically pulled up to try to prevent the agony, but that just meant all my weight pulled on my wrists and I quickly replaced my feet back to the floor but the pain continued and tears flowed profusely from me. It was if a million volts had been applied to my balls. I could do nothing to stop the pain and it just kept coming and I just kept squirming wildly. After what seemed like ages but was only seconds, as quickly as it had started, the pain stopped but the feeling continued as an intense throbbing ache and my balls felt as if they were on fire. I slumped on my chains unable to do anything else.
The two women were once again in fits of laugh so much so Miss Alexis had to support herself on the wall to prevent her falling down. As the laughter subsided Mistress Dianne spoke “Did you enjoy that?” I could say or do nothing in response. My tears still flowed and sweat poured from my brow like a waterfall. “What, no answer! You must learn to answer when you are spoken to even if it’s only a nod or a shake of the head.” And with that the pain returned but even more severely and all I could do was shake in complete and utter agony. “I will repeat myself for the last and only time – did you enjoy that?” I desperately shook my head and screamed “nnnnnooooppppffff” as the pain continued to burrow its way through my body. I gasped to gain breath but there is little chance as my body bounced randomly back and forth. Exhaustion was kicking in but the pain went on and just as I thought that this is the end of me, the pain was stopped but the apparent hum from my crotch left me in no doubt as to what I had just been through. I hung limp, my head bobbing up and down trying to control my breath.
“Now my sweet little bobbing baba! You have just experienced two things which are neither acceptable nor allowed. Firstly you threw a sissy strop when Miss Alexis very kindly was describing what would happen if you removed your pretty ring and for that you got punished. How you may ask? Well the ring has various electrical facilities and one of those is to administer a shock when I either hit the button on the remote or use the app in my phone. Sissy strops will not be tolerated and you will be punished. What is disappointing yet strangely fun is that the first shock was on its lowest power and deary, deary, me, has baby got a low pain threshold. You are so going to have to get tougher if you are to survive and enjoy your new life. The second shock was for not answering a question and it’s very, very simple. If you are asked anything which requires a response you will answer in the appropriate way which you will be taught over the coming weeks. For now you nod or shake, is that understood?” The thought of suffering further made me nod in agreement for I could do little else as it stood. “That’s a good baby, your new mummy does not want baby to suffer and hurt herself but if mummy needs to, mummy will need to make sure baby knows the difference between right and wrong and baby needs to learn these things? Just so you know, the second shock was one level up and I believe you noticed a difference? It certainly made interesting entertainment! Oh, just in passing, just in case you’re inquisitive which I’m sure you are! There are ten levels and any can be applied at any time so be careful, be very, very, very careful? Also, and this is where Miss Alexis is so good, she has linked them to my phone so I can give you punishment no matter where I am or where you are in the whole pretty wide world, Oh so brilliant and then there’s the alarm call mode – so good, I just program in when I want to punish you and for how long and at what level and just set auto and it does it without me even having to remember. Is that not superb? Just think of the possibilities? I’m so looking forward to trying it out but for now I think you may have had your punishment so now we need to demo a few other features.” and with that she turned to Miss Alexis and said “You better secure our baby as we don’t want him getting hurt?” Miss Alexis walked towards one of the mirrors at the end and it just seemed to open automatically, no handles, no locks, it just slowly rotated and allowed Miss Alexis to disappear behind it. “She so clever,” said Mistress Dianne “ All of this is her creation and its all automatic, tuned into small controllers we both carry. Every door in the building has automatic locks which can only be opened by us. It’s just so good! Not one key and every door remains lock 24/7 so feel free to wander around if you want – oh you can’t, such a shame!” Just then a trolley appeared followed by Miss Alexis. As she cleared the mirrored door it shut and she slid the trolley to the side of the room. She picked up two straps and a long metal bar and walked towards me. I would have put up a fight but sheer exhaustion from the punishment shocks had totally reduced me to putty. My hair was soaked from sweat and stuck to my face and across my shoulders. It probably would have been the look I would have aspired to as a rocker but this was a million miles from that. Miss Alexis knelt down in front of me and placed a strap around each ankle. She then presented the long metal bar up to the back of the straps and I heard a click and the bar had connected itself to the straps. Miss Alexis then went to a control on the wall which was obviously where my hand chains operated from and she pressed a button and my ankles and legs were pulled apart. She continued until the straps reached the ends of the bar by which time my feet were a good 3 feet or more apart. She then pressed another button and I was pulled up until my hands were spread and stretched like my legs. I was totally immobile even though my feet touched the floor I was so extended there was no way was I going to move anywhere. All I could do was breathe heavily and try an regain some energy but that was a while away.
Miss Alexis then released a switch and immediately below me a block of the tiles sank in to the floor and then slid under it revealing a grill over what I assumed must have been a hole or drain? I was left hanging directly over it with a deep concern starting to well up inside me.
Mistress Dianne studied her phone and announced “Ah, found it! Miss Alexis, there’s so much in this app its going to take a while to get use to it but I’ve got the one I need” and she smiled and eyed me up and down before continuing “ My sweet pea, you look so drained but that’s perfect for what I want to try now. Now my understanding is, little boy’s with tiny dicks struggle to get it up if they are completely exhausted but its really a matter of knowing how to do it and you are so lucky cos your little ring knows exactly how! She pressed her phone and suddenly my frightened and scared p**is began to extend and rise. I looked down in horror as there was no way this was happening but it was and I grew to my full extent and you could see the blood coursing through the veins while it throbbed and bounced away happily. “Well that’s a bit different to the shrivelled excuse you had before. It almost looks like a dick, well in miniature! I suppose you’ve no doubt got some pleasure out of it but looking at it, I can’t quite see how but you won’t have to worry too much about it now as it will never be required to function as a real one, not that it could?” I bowed my head in humiliation and shame. She certainly knew had to kick a man when he was down but as I hung prostrate, I began to question my own self and really what I was but before I could get time to digest her comment she brought me out of my thoughts. “Now Miss Alexis has given this function some really fabulous variations and you are so going to enjoy this! Your little tiddler is now in a state of permanent erection and will stay that way while this mode is on but that is all it is and that is all it will do, just stand permanently to attention, nothing more, nothing less but as I said we have a range of modes controlled by this on screen slider. This is so wicked Miss Alexis! If I move the slider up you may notice a slight change?” she watched me carefully and without notice I realised I was about to cum but I wasn’t. It physically ached with the need to cum and it throbbed madly but no matter what I did mentally I could neither make it cum nor stop the need for it to cum. That first instance of feeling the build up was delightful if not embarrassing in the position I was, but I was now getting extremely frustrated and the longer the feeling went on the more frustrated I became and I wanted it to cum, I needed it to cum. It was driving me insane and both women could see that from the anguish look on my face and the wriggling I was doing which was minimal in my bonded state. “Oh don’t you just love that look Miss Alexis? So near and yet so far!” and they both laughed. “Again we can leave you in this state permanently should we choose to and it is so much more entertaining seeing that urge held than just looking at a boring erect dick especially yours! However, if I move the slider again, we move you to that point of no return but not quite there” and with that her finger slid up the scale and my little man was screaming for release and as I looked down there was drips of pre-cum oozing slowly out and dripping off the end and down through the grill below me but that was the least of my concerns as I was physically aching to cum and yet there was just no way I could. I even thought about the wedding dress that had turned me on and placed me in this predicament but it served no purpose and I rived in ecstasy and agony so desperate to be released. I was so lost in my complete aroused state that I did not realise I was groaning aloud. I could do nothing to stop it and I continued to moan as Mistress Dianne decided it was time for more of her fun! “Oh your little tiddler is dribbling with anticipation of what is next!” her finger then moved to the next position and I stayed in exactly the same heighten state. “Oh Miss Alexis, you naughty girl, you’ve deactivated the cum mode, oh how cruel and our poor sweet pea is crying for it or should I say moaning very loudly for it” I again could do nothing except groan and moan and become increasingly more and more frustrated and the pain of the need was telling all over but there was no way forward and no way back. Mistress Dianne resumed having watched my blight for some time “You see my sweet baba, you will never actually cum ever again, well not as you know it. It’s so dirty and messy and it sticks like sh*t to a blanket when it gets on something so to save you that embarrassment you will never need to worry about it again but we have some need for your little gooey mess and so Miss Alexis has given me one more level. If you would kindly do the honours, Miss Alexis!” Miss Alexis went to the trolley and brought back a small see through beaker. She stood in front of me and placed it below the tip of my p**is. Mistress Dianne then slid her finger further up the slider and to my disgust and horror I began to dribble cum and dribble cum I did but there was no satisfaction, no orgasm, just what appeared to be a constant slow flow of white gooey cum. It was not too long before the flow ebbed and stopped and Miss Alexis, wiped the end of the beaker across my end and declared “Not bad for a tiddler” and lifted it up to show both Mistress Dianne and then me. I was gutted in more ways than one. Where was the pleasure, there was none and I was still in a permanent state of erection even though I had been drained dry. Having leaked my load pathetically, I realised that I wanted to cum again. My little boy bounced and waggled with more excitement and I was once again moaning aloud. I could not understand why but that was the least of my worries. I’d just shot, well dribbled my load and yet I felt the need to do it more. Whatever the ring was doing to me carried me off once more to that place of ecstasy but frustration. I loved it but I hated it but I knew I wanted it and even more loud groans came from my muted mouth. I was unaware of what had been happening around me until Miss Alexis spoke from behind me. “Is baby enjoying herself? And yes that is a question?” Remembering my shocks I nodded and shook at the same time. I was in bliss but I was stung up at the same time so what did she expect me to say. “Aaah baby is all confused! Maybe baby needs some nourishment to feed her ‘ittle brain? Would baba like some milk?” All my moaning was making me dry and as I continued to moan, I nodded as a matter of course. All I knew was that I wanted to cum again and anything else was second to that.
Miss Alexis took hold of the back of my hair and pulled so I was looking up. I was still moaning as Miss Alexis asked me to open my mouth so she could feed me my milk. In the state I was in I happily opened it. “Here comes the choo choo” and just at that moment I saw a syringe come into sight with a long plastic nozzle rather than a needle and as it entered my mouth I watched as the plunger was depressed and my mouth was sprayed with a small amount of white liquid. It coated my tongue and the roof of my mouth and then the first salty taste hit the back of my throat. I had no idea what I had been given but I was not sure I liked the taste. As Miss Alexis continued to hold my hair and head back she told me to swallow and swallow it all. It slipped down my tongue and as I attempted to move it back with my swollen tongue I just managed to spread it around the inside of my mouth. It coated everything and I struggled to swallow it with the state my tongue was in. The taste was nothing I had previously had and the texture was strange and mixed as it was with the constant orgasm I was still going through I was completely lost to a place I’d never been.
“Ahh the milk of human kindness” Mistress Dianne said “Well I’m not sure the kindness fits at the moment but it will eventually be a kindness you will so desire. I think we’ll try that again for my little baby really didn’t see the delights she just devoured!” Miss Alexis released my head and headed to the trolley and returned once again with the same beaker and I watched once more as Mistress Dianne actioned her phone and my cum again began to dibble into the beaker. This time, as the last drop was collected, my little boy shrunk to bearly nothing as Mistress Dianne pressed her phone and embarrassment welled up in me and I felt my cheeks glow but then it turned to horror as I saw Miss Alexis load the syringe with the cum in the beaker and walk to me, grab my hair again and as I tried to scream with the forceful pull of my hair and the fright, she sprayed my mouth with the contents of the syringe. She released my hair and I tried to desperately spit the cum out but my tongue would not allow me and my attempts to do it, just once again spread the cum around my already coated mouth.
“Our little sweetie must like her milk as she is clearly trying to wolf it down. Does sweetie like her home produced milk?” I shook my head violently and wanted to pull on my bonds but there was no give and I tried to show my distaste with an ‘mmmmmppppphhhh’. Mistress Dianne continued “Well it looked like the first dose went down without a problem and maybe baby was a little frightened by the syringe but I’m sure she will learn to love it and if she doesn’t, well, that’s tough as there is going to be a lot in the not so distant future! Babies need to have their milk to make them big and strong and you, my little one are not going to be any different and you will love to like it and you will love the lots of ways you can be given it. But that is for the future and little babies need to learn first and then they get to like and do but for now I think we need to show you what a real baby you really are?” She held her phone and flicked through a few screens and then pressed the screen – I suddenly without knowing or wanting began to wee and then the reality of the grill became apparent as the wee came out it disappeared straight down the hole below. Immense embarrassment over took me for I again did not know what I was doing. After about 30 seconds the wee slowed and stopped and just a couple of drops remained hanging from an extremely small little boy. “Has baby done a wee wee?” I looked at Mistress Dianne unsure as whether I needed to answer but she carried on “Babies do wee wees on a regular basis and one thing that our new baba needs to do is learn to control her wee but unfortunately that won’t happen for some time as from the moment I pressed the wee mode, your ring has placed you into baby pee mode which means, on the hour, every hour you will pee, whether you want to or not and even better than that, in about 30 minutes you will do poo poo as well and that is programmed in for every two hours so our little cum loving sissy will begin her new life as a fully functional baby! Now isn’t that so sweet?” At this point I attempted to scream once again and yank on my bonds as realisation drove home but my anger was short lived as I was delivered a shock so severe I performed a dance like a puppet.




Chapter 5 Reborn





I hung from my bonds, my chest heaving for air, my head wilting from exhaustion and humiliation. My brain was whirling with everything that had happened and the reality of what was happening and the fact I was now no longer my own man but was some sort of plaything to two women intent on making sure I was that plaything in everyway possible. I could do nothing about it nor did I have the energy to do anything and if I did it would only be as far as the ring would allow me and that was clearly nowhere. The life had been pulled from my body and replaced and controlled by a sissy pink ring. I was totally subservient to these women and the wonders of modern technology.
Miss Dianne walked towards me and placed her hand around my chin and lifted my head so I could do nothing but look straight into her eyes. She spoke clearly and quietly “My dear sweet little baby, you really do have difficulty learning that you have no control but I would have thought it obvious to even the simplest of people that each and every time you misbehave you will be punished and that punishment will be immediate, quick and extremely painful. There is no escape for you now and you will follow instructions and do as you are told. It’s as simple as that! No other rules, just one, you do as you are told, the moment you are told. Is that clear?” I attempted to nod my head although it was difficult with the hold she had on me. “Now, we said you were to begin your life from anew and that is what is going to happen. As of this moment, you are a baby in everything but size. Reborn to start afresh with all the delights and fears which a new born baby goes through! You already know you cannot speak except make noises and that will remain for some time until we deem fit that you can begin to learn to talk. Unfortunately for you, a side effect of your swollen tongue is that you lose the ability to talk, you forget and the muscles that allow you to talk deteriorate and function no more and so when we decide to let you speak again it will be as if you never spoke before. A shame for you but entertaining for us at least!” A tear ran down my cheek as a response and it was all I could do. “Miss Alexis will now give you some help to realise your baby dreams as what you will venture through soon will make you realise that your ‘interest’ in frilly dresses is so much more deep rooted. You will feel a few small pricks in your thighs and upper arms, but you need not be alarmed as there is nothing you can do to stop them and once administered, you will be even less able to do anything!” I began to feel pricks around the tops of my legs as Miss Alexis inserted a syringe needle and pressed home the plunger. “The pricks are simple injections but the effects are complex. The injection interacts with the tissues of the muscles to weaken and reduce their effectiveness such that shortly after it entering the muscle, it shuts down until the muscle re-stabilises in its much reduced form. We will give this to all your limbs so that you will be as mobile as a baby. You will be able to move your limbs but extremely limited and with no control and that’s it. Like your tongue you will eventually have to learn how to move and walk all over again but once more, it will not happen shortly and only when we want it to?” As the needles were given I began to lose feeling in my leg and then both my legs and as Miss Alexis moved up to my arms the numbness moved with her and I realised to my utter horror that I was just hanging from the chains unable to move in any way. No matter how much I tried to summon up strength to move myself, nothing happened, I was as good as a doll in their hands and they knew it.
Miss Alexis knelt down behind me and removed the bar and ankle straps but my lifeless legs just stayed where she left them. She got up and I heard something wheeled up behind me and pushed under my legs and I realised I was sort of sat on a table but not, as the chains holding my wrists were actually supporting me. She then went to the control box and pressed a button and I found myself being lowered back on the table. Once my back was fully on the table the lowering stopped and she removed the wrist straps and laid my arms down the side of the table. I was now free of all bonds but could do nothing to move to get up or off the table. Immobile as a baby they said and immobile I was. All I could do was lie there and wait to be attended to. Tears began to flow down my face as the desperate situation I was in took hold.
“We want you to experience the real world of sissydom” Mistress Dianne continued “and that means making you want to be in frillies all the time. We are going to make our sissy seeking Larry into the ultimate sissy in everyway both physically and mentally. By the time we have finished with you, you will crave everything that is sissy and you will not only need to be sissy but you will plead to be sissy. For us to do this we need to make you want to be sissy by starting from scratch and all sissies have their origins in babyhood and that’s where you will start and as the timer is running on your Baby app we had better get you ready as poo poo time is nearly upon us and we don’t want baba making a mess without protection.”
Miss Alexis then wheeled in a trolley but it was out of my line of sight but it could only mean more trouble. She attached the wrist straps to my ankles and then went to the control box and raised my legs so that they were clear of the table and continued until my bottom was also clear of it. She returned and started to slide something under my bottom. She checked its position and then lowered my bottom back down and I felt something soft contact me. With my legs pushed widely apart she placed something between my legs and then on to my front. She appeared to do some folding on my front and fiddle with a device which eventually I heard click. She did this on both sides of my front and then I realised what she was doing. I had been put into a nappy. My concern grew further as she repeated the same thing two more times. She then spoke “There’s our little baby all wrapped up and snug in 3 towelling nappies. I so love proper nappies, they’re so fluffy and soft and make baby look like a proper baby. Oh dear, I forgot to put powder and nappy rash cream on! I hope you don’t mess your nappy too much cos otherwise you will know about it in more ways than one” and she laughed, knowing that the baby app was going to make me mess at regular intervals. She returned to the control box and lowered my legs and then removed my straps. I heard a loud rustling and felt my foot being slid through something “oh my god these plastic pants are adorable. I‘m not sure you could get anymore lace on them if you tried” and with that she pulled them up my legs and slowly edged them under the bulk of my nappies. She made sure they were tucked in properly all round and then patted me several times on the front but the nappies were so thick I could hardly feel her. My legs felt like they were doing the splits and with no control of my legs they assumed a typical baby pose with my knees flopped outwards and my feet tucked in. I was laid out and useless and more tears ran from my eyes.
“Ahh look, baby’s crying with joy again, shall we let her see herself?” and they each took hold of an arm and pulled me up into a sitting position. I struggled to balance on the huge mass of nappy but was supported by the two women and the crinkling sound of the pants served to add to my embarrassment as I saw myself in the mirror. It and I mean the nappy was huge and bulged out in all directions further enhanced by masses of lace cascading everywhere and highlighted by a large satin bow attached to the centre waist band. I felt my cheeks heat up and watched them turn a bright red. I looked pathetic and felt so pathetic. My head dropped in disgust but that only served for me to see the full extent of my nappied state.
Mistress Dianne continued to support me while Miss Alexis let go and I heard some clicking of latches behind me and then I was leant back and found myself sat against a back support starring once again at myself in the mirror - a large overgrown baby incapable of doing anything. It was then it happened, my face told them exactly what, my pink ring had gone into action and my bowels had opened and my bum cheeks parted to allow the soft mush to push its way out. Contained as it was by the tight nappy, it sought any gaps it could to expand and forced its way both up my crack and down my crack until it oozed around balls. It seemed to go on for ever and the warmth felt almost pleasurable but the slow creep told me this was the worse and it was. All I could do was sit and feel it slowly surround and capture my balls. More tears appeared as the further humiliation continued. My humiliation was added to as I realised my little boy had decided he was enjoying this and was throbbing away in its towelling trap. As I looked at myself I did not know who I was looking at! Why had I reacted to this horrendous situation. This could not be happening but it was but I was at least grateful that my predicament was covered as it was.
Mistress Dianne’s phone rang and she touched the screen and a large smile appeared across her face and she turned the phone for Miss Alexis to see and she in turned broadly smiled as well.
“Does little sweetpie love his poo poos? It would appear that our little tiddler is no longer a tiddler but is wanting to be a big boy! Oh yes, the ring responds to activity and can tell us exactly what it is doing and our little boy is very excited. Just another demonstration of what it can do and of how right I was about our little sissy baby. However as much as we appreciate your love of your new condition, it is unacceptable to even think you may get pleasure from what is happening and so we need a little ‘in nappy support’ so to speak” she pressed a button on her phone and a mild shock hit the base of my p**is and as fast as it had grown it shrank. “You see sweetie, you must not be a naughty baby and I have just activated the Chastity mode which means that when you get a hard-on, the ring will allow you to grow to your full extent but then it will shock you back to nothing. The nice thing about this is that it allows you to be erect and it will tell us, but then that is as far as it will let you go! You will, no doubt, get excited on many occasions but you will learn that it is not something you want to do as it will hurt increasingly more as it is programmed to increase the level of shock the more you do it! Maybe and it is a maybe, you will learn to control your little man because if you do not then the ring will do it for you and there is no limit on the level of shock but it will get stronger and if you don’t learn your little boy might? After all we don’t want a frazzled mess between your legs, well not just yet!”
“Well I think we need to get you ready for feeding time and we have other things to do as well, wedding dresses don’t just sell themselves and we have a good idea that you may be very useful in that! Wouldn’t baba love to show herself off in the window in the prettiest of frills?” and she walked behind me and then came back carrying the earlier wedding dress and draped it across my legs. “Doesn’t it feel wonderful, all that satin, silk and lace?”
Suddenly her phone rang and I felt a harder shock shoot through my groin as my little man retreated!




Chapter 6 Filling Up!!!!





“You really are going to have to learn to control yourself or you’ll have something even smaller than you started with. All these frilly dresses are going to drive you mad but you chose to come here, we did not choose you so its your decision and your love of everything so girlie and frilly is your down fall and you cannot tell me you knew nothing of the delights of gorgeous materials. I so bet you have your own supply of sissy stuff at your apartment which you use and abuse for your own perverted amusement! Well dreams come true and our sissy is going to realise her dreams ten times over but it will be for our entertainment first until you accept your real role here, and you will beg to be made so sissy, you will do anything to achieve it.” And with that Mistress Dianne removed the dress from my lap and returned it to its hanger. “I think we are now ready to prepare our pretty little boy for his, or should we definitely say now, her further adventures into her new life as the ultimate prissy sissy sugar plum fairy.” Miss Alexis once again disappeared into the mirrored cupboard while I watched Mistress Dianne scroll through her phone, pressing various buttons. This I had learnt could only be further bad news but I had no clue as to what else they could possibly do to me that had not already been done. All I could do was watch and wait as my heart pumped with further anxiety of things to come. I hadn’t wanted this and it was not my decision to do this but she was right that I was the one who came here, it was my decision but I did not come here for this – or did I? My mind was in turmoil as I questioned everything and reflected on things I thought were long since pass? How could she know of my sissy past? Was this ring able to read my mind as well and relay it to her damn phone? A stupid thought even though everyone says men’s minds are controlled by their willy, but that was definitely not the case, well not with me! How could she have figured that I had stuff at the apartment? No one knew! My life was completely private, so private that those I called friends were actually design clients. I did not have any true friends. I knew or at least recognised the faces of other people in the apartments but that was it. I didn’t want people knowing my private affairs and I had been so private that it was impossible for anyone to know but they did and that put me into a complete panic. What did they know? They clearly knew a lot and seemed to know more about me than I knew about myself. ****, this is so frightening!
Miss Alexis appeared from behind the mirrored door carrying a pink box, tied with a large pink ribbon. She placed it on the floor next to where I was sat. She came and stood next to me “So our little baby loves frillies, doesn’t she? You don’t need to answer as you’ve already answered that question several times. As sweet as we look in our nappies and, oh so pretty frilly lacy panties, I think baby needs to show us how sweet she can look!” She bent down and untied the ribbon and pulled it clear of the box so it was dangling in front of my face. “Does baby love silky ribbon? I’m sure baby’s played lots of times with ribbons. Maybe our baby has used a ribbon or two to tie herself up with whilst playing out her little perverted fetish? Has baby tied herself up? Just think of that ribbon secured around the ankles and then laced up the legs and tied off at the hip! Oh so secure and tight? Did little tiddler get all excited? Maybe tiddler was tied up to? Is that what you did?” Again Mistress Dianne’s phone rang and a further more powerful shock made me jump on the table as the increased pain brought my boy back to its tiddler status.
“There you go again, not learning! You really do need to control yourself. Mistress and I are only here to help but you so need to help yourself. If you get excited each and every time you see some frillies your little boy will have disappeared up itself. Hey that’s not such a bad idea, you’ll create your own fanny by scaring your tiddler so much he’ll reverse up inside you probably taking those nasty pieces of dangly skin with it. God I hate the look of bollocks? If I had my way they’d be removed as soon as they appeared, maybe it might be something we could try later on our sissy? You have little use for them and eventually no use at all so maybe, just maybe?” She laughed and bent down to open the box. As she sorted through the box Mistress Dianne said she had things to sort in the shop whilst Miss Alexis sorted me out and she left the room saying to make sure I looked my best for the display cabinet. Display cabinet? What was that? I could only become even more concerned as I watched Mistress Dianne disappear through another electronically controlled door.
Miss Alexis stood back up and smiled. “Oh little baba is so going to enjoy herself now! It’s so much fun doing this. You will not recognise yourself by the time we have finished with you and you so fit to our needs, slender, small and already so effeminate! If I didn’t know better, I’d have sworn you were a girl but you’re not, but you will be so close eventually, no one will know who you were only who you will be! Now while Mistress is busy and I’ve got you on my own, maybe we should play a little? What do you think?” I looked confused and unsure as to what to reply “Sorry baba, I didn’t hear an answer!” and she removed a phone from her pocket and pressed a button and a searing pain began to shoot through me. I shook in agony unable to prevent the onslaught. She pressed the phone again and the shock stopped but the pain hummed on. “No Answer! Still not learnt! You will! Now, are we going to Play?” All I could do was nod in fear of what was to happen.
“Now before we start making you even more pretty and sissy, I need to bring something forward which will otherwise just mess up our little play although it will mess you up. Can you guess sweetie?” I looked confused again even more so as I was still recovering from the shock “Don’t worry Pet, I’m not going to shock you now, something a little more fun!” and she pressed her phone again and my reflex was to try and brace for another shock but instead I felt my groin begin to warm as I began to pee. She had triggered the pee mode early and I began to flood my nappy. As it filled the spaces I could feel it running between my balls and towards the back but because of my mess earlier it had no where to go so I felt it spread across my front before it began to soak into the nappy. I tried to shuffle my bottom to make me more comfortable but that was a big mistake as it gave the wee the chance to mix with my poo and the oozing began again as I felt the poo move up my front encasing all it passed. It was awful and the more I wriggled the worse it became. The warmth extended in all directions and it made it clear that I was wet and very messy but the volume of nappies contained it all. I grew red with embarrassment again as Miss Alexis laughed at my obvious discomfort. “Has baby wet herself, Oh deary deary me! One soggy messy nappy and nothing to protect you! I could offer to change baby but that would be no fun at all. I want my little one to see the real side of her sissyness. I want my little sissy pervert to experience her own induced pain! Do you know what that is? Yes or No?” I shook my head “Nappy rash, my little one! The plague of babies and mothers! The last thing you need is to sit around in a wet and dirty nappy as the heat helps all that lovely mess to create bacteria which slowly begins to irritate the skin and then the irritation turns to rash and soreness and in your case pain! Do you really think I care about what happens in your nappy? It’s the last place I want to see and it’s bottom of my priority list so little babykins is going to feel her own pain! Shall we say you’re going to stew in your own juice for a while yet” and she laughed out loud. “Well, next pee is due in an hour so that gives us plenty of time so let’s move on sweetpea!”
She reached over to a shelve and picked up and showed me two small linked chains and two pink ribbons which were attached to the chains. “Any clue as to what these might be?” I shook my head “You don’t know a lot do you even with all your little games you’ve played! You are going to enjoy this although I think you may take a while to appreciate its finer points?” She placed one chain down and then took hold of the end of the other and proceeded to snap together some sort of small clip. “Never seen nipple clamps before, have you baby? Oh you are so going to love this!” and with a look of horror on my face and a big smile on hers she played with my nipple until it was slightly erect and then presented the clamp up to it and let it close bringing the small teeth on the inner face of the clamp down around the nipple! I let out a muffled screams, it was so painful and felt as if it was biting my nipple off. “Don’t worry pet, the initial pain will go soon as the clamp settles and your body gets use to it” and with that she took the second chain and applied a clamp to my other nipple. I wanted to die. The pain was so severe and precise and my moaning I thought showed that but Miss Alexis just smiled “Ahh Baby is really enjoying that, so we might as well make it even more fun” She took hold of the ribbon that was attached to the other end of one of the clamp chains. She pulled the ribbon and the chain and the clamp seemed to try and rip its way off my nipple but it stayed rooted with no intention of going any where. She bent my leg so my foot was near my nappy and then she tied the ribbon around my ankle and then she pulled my foot out so the chain pulled at the clamp. She did exactly the same with the other clamp and my other foot. Now I may be naïve but I’m not stupid and I knew that any movement from either foot would pull the clamp and make me suffer more than I already was. This was just horrific and more tears flowed down my cheeks as the pain from the clamps was bad enough but the anxiety of the ties made it so much worse even though I knew I did not have any movement in my legs due to the injections.
“Now don’t worry baby cos shortly Miss Alexis will make you feel so much better. I’ve a special treat while I get you dressed and with all this excitement and you looking at yourself in the mirror, you just won’t want it to stop!” All I could do was look hopingly at my feet, praying that they did not move. How she thought this was going to be pleasurable was beyond me as the pain from the clamps although slightly less was still driving me to distraction. “Ok hun, its pleasure time!” she flicked through her phone apps and pressed several screens and I felt my little boy pushing his way through the mush in the nappy and force its way through the tightness of the towelling and then I could do nothing but moan as I was brought once again to the point of no return. I could feel him desperately throbbing against the constraint of the nappy and I so needed to cum but couldn’t but I was no longer in control, my little man was and I groaned loudly as the ecstasy took hold and I began to rock from side to side to try and contain my feelings and my body was lost in a space of bliss and frustration and then it began, as I rocked, my legs and feet joined in sympathy and my feet began to shuffle and the clamps took greater hold and I was screaming between the moans but the pulling of the nipples just seem to make me harder and more in need and I was screaming for release but it did not happen and it was repeated over and over. Fleeting thoughts of why were easily knocked by the want and the need – I needed this, I had to cum but it did not. Each time I thought it would, it pulled back from the brink and then start all over again.
If I had not been so engrossed in my own world I would have seen Miss Alexis smile as she watched her little sissy pleasure herself. Her toys were working brilliantly and she was very happy. Sissydom here we come she thought and went back to the pink box and removed a pile of clothing. She sorted her way through laying things out behind me. I was everywhere and no where all at the same time and there was a mixture of tears and sweat dripping randomly. My hair was a matted mess and was stuck to my head and my face and across my shoulders – hardly the most glamorous look but then I was hardly out on the town. My ordeal or pleasure, I really don’t know, lasted for ages as Miss Alexis moved her way around the room sorting various things but like I cared!
“Ok baby, time to bring you back to earth” and she pressed her phone and my little man crawled back into his messy burrow and the pain in my nipples multiplied as I was brought back to reality. I was breathless and panting which did not help the clamping and my feet had moved away pulling the chains tight and in turn extend my nipples well beyond any natural point. “Oh you haven’t seen the best bit yet,” Miss Alexis giggled and she took a clamp in each of her hands and with one pull, released them from my nipples. If I could have screamed properly at that moment, I think they would have heard it the other side of town. The pain was nothing I had felt before. It was as if my whole body had rushed to support my nipples and they so needed help. I wanted to hold them and comfort them somehow but my arms would do nothing but wriggle. How could something so painful make more pain as it is released? Miss Alexis watched with amusement “Baby like that?” As if, I was thinking in between my pants and desperation. “well baby might like this even more” and she grabbed my nipples and twisted them and then pushed them. Oh my god that hurt and sweat and tears poured from my face.
“Now baby is going to have to get used to lots of new exciting experiences! Soon you be asking for things to be done to you as you will crave the feelings they give you. It will not be too long before you are crawling to us begging to have something done just to satisfy your bodily needs. Its going to be so much fun watching you grovel to be clamped and as much as you think there is no way you will do that, I guarantee you will!” I could not believe what she was saying and if the excruciating pain I had just been through was anything to go by, there was no way would I wish it on my worse enemy yet alone myself.
She stood beside me and fingered my lank sweaty hair “Baby is in such a state now with all the excitement. Just look at the mess your hair is in. All wet, sweaty and greasy. It really isn’t right for baba to look so awful with the pretty frills we have for you. Is Miss Alexis going to sort baba’s hair out for her?” All I could do was nod both from fear for what would happen if I didn’t answer and from the fact that the reflection in the mirror looked like I’d been living on the streets for the last few months and the thought of having some sort of wash no matter what, would give me time to regain some energy. I was physically and mentally exhausted and so needed time to recover if that was at all possible in this nightmare.
I watch her in the mirror as she disappeared behind me and she went to another shelve and returned with something pink and shiny in her hand. She shook out a sheet of pink PVC and draped it across my front pulling it up to my neck and then I watched in the mirror as she secured a buckle at the back of my neck, pulling it tightly and I was covered in a very bright pink shiny PVC cape. I noticed that the neck band had a pattern printed on it which drew my attention. I studied it and then realised that it was not a pattern but a word but it was reversed as I was looking at it through a mirror and then it clicked – It said in large capital letters “SISSY”. Seeing this for what ever reason stirred my loins and I tried desperately to prevent me having yet another hard-on but the word triggered me and the cape cascading in its mesmerising pink PVC said ‘aren’t I just divine?’ I grew and I knew what was to come but could do nothing and then her phone buzzed and the pain fired up even more intensely and I shook under the cape and it rustled before my tiddler got the message and retired extremely quickly.
“Now that’s interesting! Baby likes her pink PVC. Now that opens up a whole new avenue for us!” She laughed and rubbed her hands in glee. “Baby must be good now cos I’m going to look after this horrible manky mess of hair so she’ll look like the really sissy baby she is and we don’t want baby to get hurt or cut if she can’t sit still. Is baby going to sit still?” I wasn’t sure quite what she meant by being hurt or cut but nodded my agreement. Her hands went behind me out of view and she picked up something with her right hand while she lifted the back of my hair with the other. I heard a buzz start up and the thing was brought up to my head and then started to vibrated up the back of my scalp and across the top and what was going to be a moment of relief turned to horror as I realised she was shaving my head. As the razor appeared out the front of my head a handful of hair was left dangling in her hand which she then happily waved in front of me going “ooops!” She laughed and smiled broadly as she saw the look across my face which was of absolute panic “Baby’s got to have her hair cut so she looks like the newly born baba and as sweet as I’m sure your hair will look when it grows back with lots of ringlets we have to begin all over again and also as we need a dummy to display, and it’s so much easier just to use a range of different wigs rather than all that messing of restyling each time we need and I, more importantly, want you to appreciate what you really are, a sick little perverted sissy and this way each time you look at yourself this will help to just remind you of who you are and what you have become.” And with that she ploughed into my long hair and all I could do was watch as it fell and slid across the PVC cape onto the floor. It took only minutes for her to remove all my hair and I looked at myself and cried at the thing staring back at me with random stubble sprouting from my scalp. She placed the razor down “There, that’s better and so much easier to keep tidy but the stubble does look a bit unsightly so I’ll just tidy that and then you’re done and we can get you fed and dressed!” She reached behind and grabbed a canister and started to spray foam on my head and then she rubbed it in. Putting the can down she then appeared with a razor and carefully began to pull it across my head removing all remaining traces of my hair. A damp cloth followed and after checking and shaving a couple of missed bits she applied some cream and then wiped my head almost as if she was polishing it. My head slumped as I saw the hairless PVC clad figure in the mirror and tears again flowed. I did not even recognise the thing sitting opposite. It was a completely different person and the realisation of what was happening began to filtrate every part of my body. I was very quickly being stripped of myself and leaving what? That was what I was asking but I had no answer as I had no idea where any of this was leading. All I knew was that my future was no longer in my hands!
Miss Alexis stood back to admire her handy work congratulating herself on a job well done “My that does so give you that newborn look and I think Mistress will be extremely happy with her sissy! It’s so important that everything is perfect and so far so good. I didn’t expect things to work out so well but up to now it’s been brill! So Baby must be very hungry after all her hard work so far so I think we’d better get cooking cos we don’t want our little sissy to waste away!” She disappeared into the room behind the mirror and after a short while appeared with several items which she placed behind me. She then picked up some sort of collar with a buckle but I could not make it out in the reflection. She made a few adjustments and then brought it up to my face and pushed something large and long into my mouth. I felt it hit the back of my mouth as she grabbed the ends of the collar and secure the buckle at the back of my neck and in doing so made the thing move in further which started to make me gag. “Not use to sucking things baby! Never mind, you’ll get use to it! In fact it will be yet another thing you’ll be asking for before long and all the delights that go with it! I suppose it must be strange having a dick in your mouth for the first time! Well I’m supposing it is your first time but this obviously isn’t a real one but you’ll have difficulty telling the difference. The one in your mouth is such a perfect match both in shape and texture. By the time you’ve finished sucking on this your mouth will be shaped to take most dicks that is except ones of your size – there are limits!” I gagged even more and tried to get my tongue to push it out but with my tongue as it was, it was hopeless. I could do nothing to eject it and I could feel the saliva starting to build up and as it did I had to swallow to clear it which was sufficient to make my tongue move up and down the intruder which then created more saliva and I began to dribble from the sides of my mouth. Looking at my reflection, it looked as though I had a large dummy in my mouth and the part sticking out of my mouth looked like I had a large plastic bow mounted below my nose. It spread either side of my mouth and round my cheeks before disappearing with the straps behind my head.
As I looked at myself in disgust I did not notice Miss Alexis hang a bag from a rod attached to the table! She collected a tube and pushed one end onto an attachment at the base of the bag and then she brought the other end up and pushed it onto a connector sticking from the rubber p**is in my mouth. All I could do was stare as she took her phone and began to scroll through screens. I was learning that anything involving the phone meant trouble and my anxiety increased again and so did the saliva and I could not control it or swallow it fast enough and I felt it run down my chin and then it dropped from there and fell on to the PVC cape and I watched in the mirror as it slowly made its way down the cape. From a 21 year old man to a blubbering, dribbling baby in less than a few hours. OMG!
Miss Alexis found the screen she was looking for and pressed it and I felt something jump briefly in my mouth. She saw me react and spoke “The problem with swelling your tongue means that you have little or no control over it and that creates a dilemma when you eat and drink, however, I have come up with a superb solution which is contained within your new favourite oral toy. As it detects liquids entering via the tube, it automatically gives out a small electric shock which stimulates your tongue to create a sucking motion and you take in whatever happens to be in the tube as I shall now demonstrate.” She pressed the screen again and I heard a click above me and as I looked up I saw a whitish liquid begin to roll down the tube. As it got nearer I was beginning to start to panic and I began to sweat. As the liquid passed my face it reached the entrance of the rubber p**is and I felt a mild shock at the back of my tongue followed by another and another and suddenly my tongue was pulling up on the p**is and compressing it and drawing the liquid into my mouth and to the back of my throat forcing me to swallow as it did. It was thick and had a very mild taste I did not recognise but after a few swallows, I began to pick up an after taste which was a little salty. It was strange as I seemed to recall the taste but could not place it.
“Does baby like her milk? It’s a very special mix of lots of different things to keep baby healthy with lots of vitamins as well as some extra special ones for sissies and I’m sure you know the taste, it is exactly the same as what we gave you earlier but not the real thing but it is a taste you are going to learn to love. In fact it is the only taste you will get as this is your stable diet from now on!” My eyes showed my reaction as I realised what she was telling me. I was being weaned onto cum favoured food and I gagged at the thought but it only served to allow the liquid to build up in my mouth before a large portion was sucked down my throat whilst some spilled out down my chin. “My, my, my, baby is such a messy eater! Look at your pretty pink cape, it’s covered in dribble and mush. I think we’d better get something for that!” and she reached behind and then I watched in the mirror as she placed a large towelling bib below my chin and then tied it behind my neck “There, that should catch most of baby’s mess and losing a bit won’t matter as there is two litres in that bag for you to finish!” she giggled and looked at her phone “and that’s worked out well! In 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, and …..” I felt my crotch begin to warm again and as liquid went in at one end, liquid came out at the other. I grew red again with embarrassment.
“This is so good! Now I’m going to leave little sweetpea to eat all of her yummy cummy food. I’m sure it will keep you busy for a while and when you’ve finished it all, I’ll come back and dress our prissy sissy in readiness for her debut!” and with that she left me to my thoughts and what did she mean – my debut. All I could do was sit and look at the pathetic sissy in the mirror, gulping down mouth after mouth of what might as well of been cum and feeling the weight of the nappy as the warmth began to chill.



Chapter 7 The Prep




I sat and watched myself in the mirror sucking relentlessly on the rubber p**is and with each suck, it came in the back of my throat. The inside of my mouth was completely coated in cum favoured mush and I could feel it slowly slither down my throat with every gulp. I had no clue as to what was contained in this whitish fluid but knew that whatever it was I was not going to benefit from it even though Miss Alexis had said it contained all I would need. The thought of only eating this made me gagged but the flow continued and it either went down my throat or down my chin. I could see a large collection of mush on my bib and it just served to humiliate me further. Dribbling like a baby whilst sat in a more than wet and messy nappy with a bright pink PVC cape – how could I not be humiliated and extremely embarrassed. I could do nothing to stop this. My limbs were useless and my mouth disabled. The only real sign of anything was the pathetic look contained in my eyes which were red themselves from the tears which had flowed from them on numerous occasions since my arrival in this den of evil. What did they want from me? What had I done to deserve this? Why had I come into this place in the first instance? What was to come of me? It was clear I was going nowhere of my own accord. How had they found my little secret? Were they reading my mind as I sat here? Should I be thinking like this? I could be feeding them ideas without knowing. I had to think of other stuff but what else could I think of in my present state. They knew that this setup would allow me to think of only one thing. They knew that the sissy would be at the forefront of my mind and they were playing on that. If I could only think of other things but as I tried my mind reverted to the fact that I was sucking on a cock and it was coming happily in my mouth and I was for all intensive purposes lapping it up. My mind was telling me that only sissies dress in nappies and pink capes and suck cocks off. I must be a sissy for my mind was saying I was not putting up a fight but then how could I. Was I a sissy? I am a sissy! How could I not love this? What was I thinking? I wanted to pinch myself to get out of this train of thought but was this what I wanted? What did I want? Did I want this? I didn’t know what I wanted! Suddenly I felt a blast of pain hit my groin and I realised that I was erect! Something wanted this and I was paying for my needs care of little boy. I shook as the shock reverberated up my little boy who was not so little. A second shock hit him as he clearly decided to fight the first but he retreated as the burning hit home across its length and through my balls. I tried to scream out but just gurgled as more cum mush shot into my throat and I was forced to swallow. My mind was all over, darting from one image to the next but always coming back to the one in the mirror. As my thoughts ran rampant, my eyes grew heavy and my eyes began to roll up. I shook myself to overcome this sleepiness but it returned and returned and I drifted in and out of sleep and then it won and my head flopped to the side but the sucking continued. If I had been able to I would have seen what apparently was a large peaceful baby, fast asleep, sucking contently on its dummy or in my case a very virile p**is. I was in a deep sleep slurping cum happily. The image of the perfect sissy and anyone seeing me like this would think I was more than happy and extremely content.
Sometime later Miss Alexis came back to the room and strolled over to me. She smiled as she watched me sucking happily on the cock. I was oblivious to her being there and remained that way. She took hold of my hand and lifted it and then dropped it back to the table but I did not stir. I was completely out. Clearly something in the white liquid had done its job and Miss Alexis knew that I would be out for several hours. So sweet she thought to herself and once she is sorted she is going to be such a sissy. Just look at that contented sucking.
Miss Alexis busied herself tidying up all the pieces she had used earlier and replaced them either back on the shelves or in the room behind the mirror. Once happy that all was in order she checked the bag of mush and then picked up her phone and called Mistress Dianne. ”Mistress, the liquid has 15 minutes to run and everything is prepared when you are ready!” She listened briefly and then put the phone down. She pressed her hand on my nappy. It was quite solid which she smiled again at realising that what it contained would be starting to react with me and the thought of that made her giggle. “You are so going to feel your own mess you pathetic little perverted sissy” she said out loud knowing that I would not hear it but knowing that it would slip in to my subconscious. “Baby is going to find out the price of coming to the wrong shop for its own disgusting pleasure.” She grabbed both of my nipples and pinched them very hard and then pulled and twisted until they popped out of her grip. “You are so going to love what I do to you but you’ll hate the journey there, I’ll make sure of that!” She went and sat down and fingered her phone and pressed home the screen “Enjoy sissy!” I started to moan in between the sucks. She had taken me to the edge again and although I was fully asleep, I responded to the needs of the little boy but my moans were gurgles as the sounds crept through the mush passing down my throat. I was once again rocking to the beat of my little boy throbbing madly. Anyone seeing me would have assumed I was in absolute ecstasy and deep inside my subconscious, my mind was desperate to cum but it was not going to happen!
It was not long after that the door swung open and Mistress Dianne appeared, the click of her stilettos resonated around the tiled room. She stopped in front of me and studied me with a grin increasing across her face “Miss Alexis is playing with our baby I see!” she said “She does appear to be enjoying herself and it almost looks as though she bobbing her head up and down on that cock. I think we may have the ideal candidate here. She’s a good size and she reacted so well to the dress and other baits, I believe it will not be long before our sissy is performing for us without us having to push too hard but I do not want to let up on this one. She has got to know her place! We need to check out the apartment but I’m sure we’ll find the proof. I’m rarely wrong and with this one, I’m a hundred and ten percent certain our sissy is not going to let us down. I’m thinking maybe four plastic bag loads probably stashed in the top shelve of the wardrobe?” She looked at Miss Alexis who responded “I think she’s a couple of suitcases under the bed or maybe, as we know she’s made herself quite isolated, it maybe is just hung in a wardrobe. She probably doesn’t have anyone in the apartment so she doesn’t need to worry about being discovered!” “Very true!” Mistress Dianne replied “but she is very secretive and I think she is so worried about being found out that she probably hides it because she embarrasses herself! Anyway it will not be long before all is revealed and our little sissy is going to have the pleasure of revealing it all to us whether she likes it or not! That’s the thing with sissies, they so want to be discovered and they go out of their way to leave clues even if they don’t realise it and this one is a classic case. Wedding designs – as if! The perfect model in all senses and the boutique is going to love her! Right let’s get our precious sissy ready and installed!” Miss Alexis took out her phone and pressed some screens and the flow of liquid stopped. As the liquid stopped, so did the shocks to make my tongue suck but my mouth continued to suck on the p**is without the stimuli. “Looks like baby likes her cock, always a good sign. If we make sure she has this done regularly, she will build the necessary muscles for sucking but that’s all. It would be the ideal scenario and we must make sure her mouth is tuned to cock shapes only, so its cocks only for our sissy from now on. You’ll need to vary the length and width so she can deal with all sizes but she must be taught soon to take a full load in all senses of the word. Don’t want any of this stupid gagging when she is performing. You know what some of the clientele are like but let’s not worry about them too much just yet – our little sissy has much to learn first before we let her loose on the specials!”
Miss Alexis removed the tube from my rubber cock and pulled it clear and clipped the end on to the bag post. She then undid the buckle of the p**is feeder and let the straps fall free. The p**is stayed in my mouth still being sucked but not with the strength that the shock had created. She pulled gently on the cock and after a little resistant it popped from my mouth. My tongue continued to flip aimlessly up and down trying to trace the missing shape but then it just moved gently back and forth as the groaning took control and my little boy sent desperate messages to my brain but with no success. Miss Alexis then untied the bib and carefully folded it in on itself as it was very messed up with all the excess that had come out of my blubbering lips. “She is such a baby! Just look at the mess! I’m so going to have to teach her to hold her juices in but she’ll learn and if she doesn’t it’s going to be painful in lots of ways, the messy little cow!” She made the bib into a ball and scrubbed it across my face to remove the mess from my chin but she purposefully rubbed hard just to drop a message even though I was completely unaware. She threw the bib into a bin and returned and removed the PVC cape revealing my hairless body, very nappied and very wet particularly as I had been through another controlled wee. She deposited the cape in the bin commenting that it also needed to be washed and that I might be the perfect sissy but I was definitely one of the messiest ones.
Mistress Dianne carefully watched all that was happening, clearly making sure that everything was done to her exacting standards, a thing that Miss Alexis was all to clear about. She knew better than to try and short cut anything where Mistress Dianne was concerned. Miss Alexis reached behind me and appeared with a pink flannel and proceeded to wipe me all over to remove the sweat that had been created by my vigorous punishment and from sitting under a PVC cape. She washed the flannel out several times before declaring she was done and looked towards Mistress Dianne for a nod of approval which she got.
Mistress Dianne moved forward and with the help of Miss Alexis lifted me forward so I was almost slumped forward on top of my knees like a rag doll. I was still moaning and groaning even in my bent over position and my head bobbed up and down in time with the throbbing of my little man. Deep inside my subconscious I was in absolute ecstasy. In that world I was dressed in the most perfect ball gown. It was full length and made from the most exquisite thick bridal satin in deep pink. The skirt was supported by numerous multi-teared and layered petticoats which were so full the skirt was as wide as the dress was high and the combined volume of skirt and petticoats made it so heavy, you knew exactly what you were wearing for when it twirled it took your body with it and you had to twist in the opposite direction to counteract the effect but then it returned in the other way and it was as if I was in perpetual motion as the skirts and pettis rotated and swished back and forth. Just the feeling of the movement and to run your hands across the satin as it drifted passed was a dream come true and was so divine. The bodice was a tight satin corset, laced with ribbon down the back. Wide satin straps cascaded and puffed across my shoulders and down the tops of my arm. There were bows positioned towards the end of the sleeve with long tails that fell down my arms. There was a large bow positioned to the front right of the waist and once again tails extended the full length of the dress. I was in heaven and although in my dream there were no mirrors I saw every inch of this divine creation and the more I looked the more intricate it became and I was slowly but surely adding to it and I saw the most exquisite of laces begin to appear from the edge of the skirt and the same across the top of the bodice and then the most sheer silk began to cascade across the skirt and as it ran effortlessly through my fingers I was …………. pulled bolt upright and was strapped by the waist and from under the arms to a piece of board which was secured to a high stool, large enough to support my nappied bum but small enough to let my legs and feet dangle over the edge. Mistress Dianne and Miss Alexis turned off my erection and my tiddler had returned, frustrated back to its mess and they had lifted me from the table and put me on a stool and they had strapped me to the backboard with 3” leather belts which were pulled very tightly and buckled behind me. My back was held vertically again the board and my legs dangled at a ninety degree angle due to the bulk of my nappy. My head flopped forward with my chin resting on my chest whilst my arms just fell by my sides. The table I had been on was moved to the side of the room and I was sat in the centre of the room again facing the mirrors but I was totally unaware of any of this. I was still in a very deep sleep. Miss Alexis pulled my head back and inserted a wide collar, similar to those used at accidents to support the head, around my neck and she used two buckles to secure it so my head was now fully erect and due to its all round design meant that my head could not move in any direction. It was totally immobilised by the device.
Mistress Dianne smiled at her sissy to be and congratulated herself on the successful acquisition of her ultimate sissy doll. It had taken a lot of planning and time and her little sissy had played into her hand without her needing to place a trap to attract him to the shop. He was like a moth to a light and now he would serve out his fantasy as only she knew how. Her new baby doll would have no control over anything but he would now be a she sissy to be envied by all. Sissy would be the ultimate toy for all her “specials” and much more. Every fantasy would be played out to the delight of anyone that wanted it and was prepared to pay for it. Eventually sissy would only lead a life of 24/7 deviation. The sissy of sissies for sissies – the ultimate toy, the ultimate prize. Mistress Dianne clapped her hands in glee as her twisted mind twirled happily at things to come. “This is working so much better than I thought. Just look at how pathetic that thing is in its lacy panties and nappy. Just think how much more pathetic it will be but the fun bit is, it’s so going to love what we do to it. Can you believe that sad pathetic creature is going to lap this up like a baby with a bottle? The life it always dreamed of – but now it’s a dream life of reality! Let’s have our sissy back with us so she can appreciate the finer aspects of her own perverted fantasy.” Miss Alexis went to a table and returned with a small syringe and injected it into my arm. She replaced it and then joined Mistress Dianne standing to one side just out of view of my rigid head.
My eyelids flickered as the injection coursed its way through my body awakening me from my slumber. I tried to stretch but nothing much moved and as my eyes opened to the bright light I attempted to tell my hands to rub my eyes but they remained unsoothed as my hands stayed flopped to my sides. My eyes blinked faster to clear the haze and the blurry vision. What was happening? Why was I unable to move? My sight began to clear and the haze in my mind began to disappear and as I caught the first look of myself in the dread mirrors, the reality of where I was took hold. Floods of panic rushed through me as I saw myself perched on the stool with the huge lacy covered nappy spilling out keeping my legs open and my feet dangling. I tried to move my head but it would do nothing in any direction and nor would my body. All I could do was stare at my bonded body and tears began to emerge. I then caught sight of Mistress Diane and Miss Alexis reflected in the mirror and my panic was quashed by fear and horror as my mind flicked through all the events that had bought me here and had happened since.
“Is baba awake?” Mistress Dianne broke the silence “My, my, we have had an eventful sleep. Baby’s managed to finish all his yummy cummy and it won’t be long now til you feel that so nicely oozing its way through. Well not sure it’s so much going to be a slow ooze but more a severe splat. Miss Alexis always overdoes the laxative. I tell her but she likes her fun and your poor little bum won’t know what’s hit it both with the automatic poo mode and your natural one. Just as well we put lots of nappies on to catch it all. Don’t want smellies and leakies do we, baba? And Miss Alexis has had some great fun with you but you must remember to control your tiddler or else it’s going to be very soar along with all that nasty rash if you don’t manage to control your wee wees and poo poos. Baby is going to have to learn a few lessons or she is going to suffer unnecessarily and we don’t want baby to suffer by her own hand, that’s up to me and Miss Alexis!” they both laughed. “Well we need to get baby ready for her debut! You are so going to enjoy this in so many ways. Your little boy will really need to learn control but we feel it will be a good way for you to learn it and will be fun watching you do it! Now let’s have a good look at you! So pretty in her panties and all that lace so makes you look such a sissy. Not sure how you manage to wear so much lace, it’s just so frilly? Miss Alexis tells me baby loved her nipple clamps but baby doesn’t have much to talk about in that department either. You weren’t granted big things, were you? Everything is so tiny! Well don’t you worry your little cotton socks about that cos we can make certain bits so much better! Miss Alexis, can we see to baba’s titties please?” Miss Alexis collected something from the table at the side and came and stood in front of me so I could not see what she was doing. I felt something cling to one of breasts and then the same feeling to the other and I then heard a quite pump for a short burst and a tightness around my chest. Miss Alexis stood to one side and I saw two pink see-through plastic domes attached to each of my tits. A small tube ran from the base of each dome and then the two tubes became one and disappeared below the stool out of sight. Miss Alexis had her phone in her hand and pressed the screen and the pump started up again and I first felt the tightness on my chest increase and then, to my horror, my tits began to expand and fill the inside of the domes. The pump was creating a vacuum which was pulling my tits into the void of each dome. I began to feel them stretch and then as the air emptied and the skin and nipples of my tits made contact with the plastic of the dome, the aching pain began as my skin tried to respond to it being stretched well beyond its norm. As I looked into the mirror I had two breasts that looked coated in a shiny pink plastic. I heard the pump turn off and hoped that my chest would return to normal but it stayed as it was as if my tits had glued themselves to the inside of the domes. I could not understand what was happening and my eyes told of my panic. “Don’t worry baby, we just need to give baby some shape up top and to do that we need to loosen you up and this is a great way. The vacuum is holding your wonderful little breasts in place and they won’t go down until we let some air in and in the mean time your skin is adapting to the stretch and so the longer we leave them the more stretched you’ll become and eventually your body will add extra skin to that area to compensate and then once the hormones kick in they will find it much easier to fill out!” I looked shocked both by that info and the mention of hormones. My eyes widened as my only means of showing distress and again the look was answered. “There, there, our baby will one day be a big girlie sissy with her own titties to play with, now won’t that be nice? It probably won’t be long before you start to show as there are a lot of hormones in your food which you gulped down with so much relish as well as some lovely blockers which will stop the production of that nasty testosterone. Those nasty wrinkly things won’t have much to do soon and maybe we can see what else we can do with them? Personally I hope they drop off but if needs be I may need to find an alternative? I’ve heard a tight elastic band is very good! They use that on sheep and cattle and very effective it is to – we’ll have to try a little experiment later maybe?” and Miss Alexis laughed and rubbed her hands as her own thoughts went into overdrive about what she could do.
Mistress Dianne broke into both our thoughts “Ok Miss Alexis, I think your ball bating can be put on hold for the moment until our sissy has made use of them first and then once we’re done, they can be all yours to do with as you please and I’m sure by then sissy won’t mind what happens and if she does, well, that’s her problem, not ours! In the meantime our baby needs some attention and we need to get her sorted as I’ve got some viewees lined up for later and you know how I hate to disappoint!” Miss Alexis acknowledged her concern with a bow of the head and disappeared back to the table which I could not see and returned with a mass of pale pink netting in her arm. She shook it with both hands and I saw that it was some sort of petticoat. It was very short but very full such that it stuck out at almost right angles. It must have been only 2 tiers but maybe five or six layers of what looked like very fine mesh netting with satin edging which curled and scrolled due to the extremely large amount of material in each layer. It looked amazing and I struggled to contain my little man but held him back until Miss Alexis swung the petti up and over my head and at that point I could not contain him no longer and both phones rang and then the crippling pain hit my groin. My legs shook in response but that was all as everything else was bound or lifeless. “Baby loves her new petti, doesn’t she? Baby’s going to love pettis so much she won’t want to be anywhere without them!” Miss Alexis put her arm through the petticoat and felt for my arm and pulled it up and through a hole. She then went and did the same on the other side and the petticoat dropped over my chest but was stopped by a satin yoke which rested on my shoulders. Miss Alexis went behind me and I saw her fiddle around the back of my neck and the satin pulled up round my neck as she secured three buttons. She fluffed the petti all the way round and as I looked I saw it only came to the top of my nappy. My arms which had previously been laid down my side had disappeared in the mass of net but as there was so much net, my arms were pointing out, supported by the petticoat. Mistress Dianne grinned in approval as Miss Alexis returned to the table and came back holding a mass of pink satin. She carefully juggled with the material and then held it up – it was a very short dress which was so full the material folded into itself numerous times but it stood out at an angle which clearly meant it too had a petticoat contained within it. The sleeves were short but puffed high above the shoulder and the neck was maybe three or four inches high with a lace edging both to the top and the bottom. As the PVC cape, the neck was embroidered in a dark pink with the words ‘Baby Sissy’. The bottom of the dress was edged with a fine lace and attached to the front just below the neck was a dark pink bow. My little man decided he wanted to have a look and tried again to crawl his way up only to be stuck with the phone rings and the strongest shock yet. My eyes nearly popped out of my sockets at the severity of the shock but as usual I was unable to do anything except attempt a muffled ‘mmmmppppffff’ which drew laughter from the women. “You will learn baby but I fear you may suffer a lot more before you do” Mistress Dianne said. Miss Alexis reshuffled her hold on the dress and created an entrance for my head. She pulled it loosely down and then began to feed for my hands through the sleeve holes. Once this was done, she pulled the neck up and round the support collar I was wearing so that it was completely covered and then she proceeded to button up the back. She shuffled the shoulders so that they fell right and then began to fluff out the dress and the built in petti. Again the dress only came to the top of my nappy but with its own petti and the separate one below, the dress billowed out in all directions not only concealing all my bonds but making me look like a large overgrown baby ready for her first party. I was mesmerised by the view in the mirror. I couldn’t look anywhere else due to my neck brace but if I could I don’t know that I would have. Things were telling me I loved it but I didn’t want to but I did. I was caught in my own sissy world and these women knew it. Miss Alexis took my hand and slid it inside a matching pink satin mitten and tied the dark pink ribbon in place around my wrist. She did the same to my other hand. Because of the volume of dress my arms flowed down the dress and the mittens hung out from the bottom. My feet were next, with lace topped ankle socks in pink and again matching satin booties with lace trim and tied with dark pink ribbon. Each addition served to take me further into my baby sissy world and Mistress Dianne just watched as I was slowly but surely enticed into the world she wanted for me which she knew was not dissimilar to that which I had dreamt of. However, her world would take me well beyond anywhere I dreamt of and she knew that and her smile broadened. “And now my little sweet sugar plum fairy, just one final touch and then we’ll show you something extra special!” Miss Alexis passed her some more pink with long ribbons hanging down and lace sticking out everywhere. She walked behind me and as I watched the reflection, I saw her pull a bonnet over my shaved head and she reached under my chin and tightly tied the thick ribbons into a large bow. The bonnet from what I could see was a match for my panties in that it was so full of thick lace it made my head look twice its size. She tweaked the lace to make it stand out further and then she walked around the front and grinning, said “Perfect!” and in all honesty I could not disagree with her for staring back at me was the perfect sissy baby with bulging nappy and all the trimmings.
Suddenly their phone beeped in unison and then I felt it in masses of volume as it shot out of my arse like a bullet, pushing its way wherever it could and there was loads and it seemed like it would never end and the look on my face told them everything. There was so much it moved the previous poo up and out of the way and I felt the very warm sloppy mush squish around and envelop my balls and little man for the second time but this time it did not stop there as I felt it crawl well beyond them to reach towards my back and my front. Redness grew on my cheeks which only served to compliment my outfit. “Aahh, that’s sweet, baba’s done poo poo and made a messy wessy! Such a shame but you can have the pleasure of knowing that as you are to be seen very soon, you have one of the most disgusting nappies around! Maybe we’ll announce the fact? Could draw some interesting views?”
“Shame is your darling nappy is not getting replaced and I suspect you may begin to feel the pleasure or not very soon, especially after your special mix? Me thinks baba will not need his automatic poo mode, those laxatives are so going to do that job and poor little diddums is going to be sat in it for hours!” With that announcement, Miss Alexis clicked something and began to wheel me forward toward the mirrored wall. Just as I was about to hit the mirror, something else clicked and the mirror slid to the side to reveal a darken room beyond. As we entered, a spot light came on and I was positioned directly in its beam such that all of me from bonnet to booties was lit.
Mistress Dianne followed us into the room and slowly wandered into view. She flicked the screen on her phone and pressed her screen very theatrically at the same time calling out “SHOW TIME!” and with that a bank of twenty screens illuminated with the title flashing across each screen “SISSY SHOWTIME” At that precise moment I crapped and pissed my nappy again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 8 The Showing


I felt the warmth of the wee and poo spread throughout my nappy again and I could feel my cheeks glowing but this time I felt a mild tingling sensation begin to spread around my groin and the urge to itch began but disabled as I was, I was unable to respond to the need. Mistress Dianne watched me knowing my dilemma and smiled. “I think our little baby has filled her nappy again looking at that expression. She is so going to love the effect of such a disgusting filthy nappy and the nice thing is, it is all of her own doing, we don’t need to make her suffer as she can do it all by herself and she is going to suffer – big style.” She laughed aloud and then turned to face the screens. She pressed some more screens on her phone and the centre screen on the video wall showed a video of a car in a road and as the camera taking the shot zoomed in on the car I realised it was me sitting in the car and it was a shot of me outside the shop staring directly in at the displays. In my bonded position I could do nothing but stare at the screen and watch myself, sitting glaring in at the shop and as the sound track played, I heard a car hoot behind me, which clearly jogged me out of my trance and I drove off – however the video tape was on replay and the same video played over and over. I could see how weird it looked and my cheeks again glowed red. Suddenly all 20 screens illuminated with what I thought were the same videos but as I looked I realised they were all different ones but were still all of me engrossed in the shop display. Mistress Dianne turned to me “My, you are so nosy! This is only 20 videos we have of you but there are so many more and all of you eying up the pretty frilly dresses in the shop window. Now what normal guy would do this unless he was a raving sissy? Just look at you now, all dressed so prettily in your new pink outfit and looking the perfect sissy.” She flicked the phone again and this time the screens changed to 20 shots of me sitting as I was in my extremely bouffant dress and petticoats and lacy bonnet. I felt my little man move through the mess as I looked at the screen images of me and I knew what was to happen and I was not wrong as the ring sent a searing shock through my groin and all I could do in my bonded pose was shake in agony. “You really do need to learn baby or you are going to really fry your little boy!” She laughed again. Tears ran down my cheeks as I attempted to recover from the pain.
As my chest heaved to gain control of my breath, Mistress Dianne came and stood in front of me “My little sweet pea, we have a very special treat for you now which we are sure you are going to thoroughly enjoy in your new sissy status. We have gone to a lot of trouble for you but we are sure you will benefit from it. It’s important to us that our new sissy gets the appropriate exposure as we aren’t going to spend all this time on you without gaining some recognition ourselves. We have arranged a very special showing to introduce our new sissy to a few, shall we say, Special people. They are all very excited to see the introduction and we are sure once you meet and see them you will appreciate how special you are!” she then called Miss Alexis who appeared from behind me. “Can we set up the toy for sissy so everyone can see the potential in her?” Miss Alexis went to the side of the room out of view and I then heard a motor noise. I could not see where it was coming from or what it was doing until slowly, from above my head, swung a large skin coloured phallus. It was at least 8 inches long and by my estimate, 1 1/2 inches wide and it was supported on a pole that was attached somewhere above my head. It swung towards my face and lined up with my mouth. It stopped just in front of my lips. “Oh look baby, your favourite toy has arrived! My, aren’t you going to have some fun! I think we’d better just make sure you know what is going to happen as this is just another of Miss Alexis’ dream machines. Let’s just see what happens?” I watched in fear as the very lifelike instrument, pulled back from my face so I could see its slightly glowing and throbbing end. Yes, it was actually throbbing, such that it was getting slightly bigger and then decreasing as if it was ready to give its load. My eyes were transfixed to the bulbous end and then with no signal, a jet of white fluid shot from the end hitting me straight in the face. I felt the liquid spread across my face on impact and then it began to dribble down my face. I again could do nothing to stop it and as it reached my lips I kept them tight shut to prevent the white mess entering my mouth. Miss Alexis watched with amusement and then came across to me and showing me her rubber clad hand, began to rub the white mush across my lips. “Aah, baby doesn’t seem to like her milky but it’s the same as you had earlier and you know how much you loved and wolfed that down.” And saying that she took hold of my nose until I had to breathe with my mouth and she pushed a large dollop of mess into my mouth. “There you go baby, all the way in! Baby’s so going to love her mush!” Miss Alexis then addressed Mistress Dianne “Excuse me Mistress, but would you do the honours while I sort baby for her toy!” Mistress Dianne, flicked once more through her phone and then I saw the ‘Toy’ begin to move forward again. As it got to my lips, unlike last time it did not stop and began to push on them. I resisted the pressure until Miss Alexis rubbed some mush around my lips and across the throbbing toy and then grabbed my nose again and after sometime of attempting not to breathe, I had no choose but to breathe and open my mouth and the phallus entered my mouth, slipping easily pass my lips. It continued until it hit the back of my throat and then it began to pull itself out but just as it was about to leave my mouth it began to move forward, all the time throbbing as it went. Bound as I was, my head was held firmly in place leaving the p**is to happily slip its way back and forth. After several movements, I felt it stop at the back of my throat and the throbbing grew more intense and then I felt it shoot a load directly into my throat, which I could do nothing with but swallow. Having shot its load, the toy then began to repeat its play, by pulling in and out. Mistress Dianne and Miss Alexis watched as I seemingly sucked off the large cock and let it ejaculate freely into my mouth. As it continue my attack on my mouth, I became aware that each time it shot its load, it was pushing its way a little further down my throat each time and although I gagged and tried to eject it from my mouth I could in reality do nothing to stop it and as the panic of what it was doing took hold I felt my bowels again open and the laxatives of earlier did their best as I further filled my nappy. It became clear at that point that not only was my poo getting rather more liquid, but as it poured its way out, my bum was beginning to become extremely tender and soar and I was not only aware of me filling the nappy but was physically feeling it.
Mistress Dianne again watched with amused delight “Baby is clearly enjoying her new toy! Just look at how she manages to swallow so much of it, it won’t be long now before its all the way down. Yummy, yummy, for little Sissy, she is so going to amuse our gathered clientele but before we do our introductions, I think baby would like to appear in her best light for them!” And with that she pressed her phone again and suddenly I felt my little man grow and once again I was taken to my point of no return and along with the cock entering my mouth, it was greeted by a groan of apparent ecstasy as I felt the urge to cum.
Mistress Dianne smiled and turned to face the screens blocking my view, but not that I could be bothered with those as I apparently sucked off a large cock while desperately trying to cum for myself. She began to speak “Gentlemen, Thank you firstly for taking up our fine offer of viewing our new and virginal sissy. Today it gives me great pleasure to show a complete newbie who has only been with us for a few hours but who I am sure you will be most impressed by. She is and will be the perfect Sissy for your entertain and as you will see, she will with our intense and in depth training make the ideal sissy for one of you. For now, we will allow you to observe what could be maybe your next purchase but there will be many more opportunities over the next period of time for you to sample her yourselves should you so desire. What you will witness for now is Sissy Davina, in all her glory and she will, I am sure, be more than willing to perfect her newly found skills for your further pleasure. In the mean time Gentlemen, please entertain yourselves while you view your potentially new sissy, Davina!” and Mistress Dianne moved to the side so I could see the screens and between the moans and the sucking, the horror of seeing 20 screens, all showing a varied range of different sized cocks which were being played with, and rubbed as they clearly viewed their special prize. That potential prize was me. At that moment, I let out a squeal, as I once again crapped through an increasingly soar bum and took a fresh load of cum favoured mush down my throat all at the same time.

To be continued………………………….


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Thanks for the responses ladies its the most important thing to any of us that post stuff here that we get feedback. Be really nice if some more of you lookers and readers let us know you're views and ideas and then it becomes much more interactive and we can adapt and suit ideas to everyones tastes.

Will work on next chapter so watch this space.

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babyjenae
OOOOHhhhhhss, Mees wikes dis tory, mees tinks dats hims ibs toos beecoms a dollie furs da windows... (giggles) pweese mores soons...

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Davinadolly
Now Now Baby Jenae we don't want you getting too excited or we know what will happen in your nappy. Now Mummy has got to have time to turn the page of the book before you start imagining what is going to happen next. Now be a good girl and wait patiently and the next page will be here soon

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gigglesalot
great start please write more!
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Davinadolly
Chapter 2 posted girls - hope you enjoy it and look forward to some comments please

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Sissy Breeanna
Chapter two was even more exciting. I can't wait to see the continuation!
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april baby
oooh, this story is very nice !!
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Davinadolly
Thanks for the replies girls and glad you're enjoying the story. Chapter 3 in process and will be posted soon so keep watching and keep posting. Always nice to get posts

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ichigo685
very nice story ^^ please keep going
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Davinadolly
Another New Chapter Girls So Go For It. Keep Comments Going As It Really Helps To Motivate

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Sissy Breeanna
Just read your chapter 4. Keep going, you have me in suspense and anticipation of what will happen next!!
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Davinadolly
Love it when you get excited about what happens next. (By the way Sissy Breeanna you only read Chapter 3 - I'm working on Chapter 4 at mo)

I'm in suspenders myself tee heehee I can't wait to see what the next Chapter will bring and that's why it's such fun writing it. My cell is working overtime playing with loads of twisted ideas for our poor 'ittle Larry Ahhhhhhh or as he might say "mmmmmmmpppppppffffffffffff" tee hee hee

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babyjenae
OHHH, OOOH, owies gonna happens? hims pooors peepee's noos gownaa wike da wringie thingie ibs hims?

Mees woves toos thimks dat hims goonas bees ins fwriwillies ans swofftiees...



 Now Now Baby Jenae we don't want you getting too excited
or we know what will happen in your nappy. Now Mummy has got to have time to turn the page of the book before you start imagining what is going to happen next. Now be a good girl and wait patiently and the next page will be here soon

Love and cuddles Dxxxxxxxxxxxxx  




Mees nooos tinks mees bees awbles toos kweeps frombs beeswing ewxitides Mummies Dabinas, mees cwans noos wates fers da nwesxtests cwhapers...

Mees wiks dis tory berry muches.. ans wans soms moors toos sees whas gonna's hwapens wifs poors warrys.. (giggles)


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Davinadolly
Now Babyjenae, Mummy has already told you not to get too excited cos we all know what will happen and you're getting very excitable and giddy and thats when it will happen (if you're lucky).
The next chapter will be very special as Larry finds out some of what the ring is capable of but I'm only telling you that to calm you down so you will get a good night's sleep and not be running around all giddy.

Now be a good girl and Mummy will turn to the next page very shortly

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Davinadolly
Another new Chapter, number 4 posted. Look forward to your comments

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babyjenae
OOOHSS OWIES.... da pwinks wringie ibs noo noos nwices.. (giggles) Mees tinks poors warrry is noos wikings da wringies nows.. (giggles.)

Mees wans toos mwaks onesies words fixeded, wens yous uses da words "doze" ibs bees wongs usings...



 “Well it looked like the first doze went down without a problem and maybe baby was a little frightened by the syringe but I’m sure she will learn to love it and if she doesn’t, well, that’s tough as there is going to be a lot in the not so distant future!  




Doze = to twakess naps

Dose = to twakes da medwicines abs yous ibs gibens its...

Mees Wikes dis tory, mees cwan noos wates furs moores... mees wanna sees warry bees didied ans dwresses wiks a goodys bebes... (Giggles)

Tanks yous Mummies Dabinas

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Davinadolly
Thanks for comments Baby Jenae and Mummy is pleased your spelling is getting so much better. Mummy might put other ones in the next chapter to see if baby is listening and watching properly. Good girl for now and mummy promises the next chapter will be alot more sissy as Larry finds that being a baby once more is harder than you think - particularly when he gets so "excited". Now Mummy doesn't want to get a ring for baby Jenae so you be good and patient. We don't want any of this uncontrollable bouncing around as it always leads to mess which mummy will not clean up next time and baba knows what happens if its not wiped away??????? itky sticky???????????

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Sissy Breeanna
Excellent addition to the story Davina. I keep looking forward to more!!
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Davinadolly
New Chapter 5 Girls

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OldJoe
He is a very lucky man to have been found by two 'caring' women, even if he doesn't know it. And we are lucky that you are writing such a wonderful story.
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Davinadolly
Chapter 6 added. Would be nice to hear your thoughts on the way the story is going. Please post

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Sissy Breeanna
I am addicted to this story.
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