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Facts from fiction: Sandy is real and she provided me with
a lot of things to wear growing up. Some things she knew
about some she didn't. She was also a plus size little girl
and a plus size woman and I adored her for all of our
lives. Sandy is also a woman I've since come to know after
discovering she has a passion for taking boys down a peg or
two. Both are very tolerant of a boy like me. I've mixed
the two for this story and the rest was written as fiction
and because of girls like them.
Introduction: Mr. Macho, Chuck to his friends, likes
dressing up in his sister's clothes. A false alarm puts him
into the lens of Sandy's camera. That same Sandy he'd
teased a couple of years ago when she was wearing diapers
for giggle incontinence. Now it was Chuck's turn to be
incontinent only he wouldn't be giggling.
Ms. Waddles
By Mary Beth Sanford
Do you remember that girl next door? That girl you ignored
or teased? That one who one day appeared suddenly so
different? So wonderfully different? What changed? What
forces were at work? For most boys it's simply hormones.
For Chuck it was a diaper, a soft pair of plastic pants and
a Betsy Wetsy doll in a dress just like the one he was
wearing.
And it began with a voice!
Chuck's heart was pounding in his neck. All he'd heard was
Janet's voice calling out: "Hey Susan! You there?"
Chuck was on the small slop of the room outside their
shared recreation room in an instant. Outside and clinging
in fear at getting caught before he realized it was Susan's
recorder tapping Janet's call. Susan had shut the ringer
off as well as the outgoing message so all you heard was
incoming message and of course Janet yelling for Susan to
pick up.
Chuck moved carefully back towards the window and slipped a
leg. He was careful not so much worried about falling as
not getting his sisters pageant dress dirty. His panic had
taken the pleasure out of dressing up and a few minutes
later everything was carefully put back where it had been.
Everything but the ruffled panties and those, as well as
the full slip he wore went into the washer on delicate. It
was the only drawback for a boy wearing such lovely things
Chuck thought with a smile.
Eleven pictures hung in Sandy's dark room an hour after
Chuck's appearance. The large parcels were both covered
with trees and the local deer shaded themselves in the late
afternoon under those trees. What got Sandy's attention, at
first, were those few does running off towards the river.
What intrigued her after that was the source of their
disturbance; and, what made her grab for the camera was
that satiny white dress against the light gray of her
neighbor's house.
She had moved within a hundred feet of that house and the
camera was clicking even before she had settled into a
stand. Someday she'd win awards for her pictures already
getting local attention. These, she decided when she
recognized that it was Chuck, would be kept private. At
least for now she thought.
Good old Mr. Macho in a white and pink satin little girls
pageant dress and Sandy had it on film. That same boy who,
last year, made Sandy's life a living hell with his never
ending teasing after finding out she suffered from giggle
incontinence. Actually it wasn't the giggle incontinence
that caused her suffering but the humiliation of wearing a
disposable diaper for a time. A chance discovery when Chuck
moved over towards Sandy's house playing paint ball.
Sandy had done the same thing Chuck had just done. Each
parcel was five acres and each nicely wooded so there was a
sense of privacy and Sandy only ran out of her house for a
second to fetch the phone she'd lift on the patio. She'd
just changed into a fresh diaper before doing so and there
she was in her white blouse, tennis shoes and socks and, of
course, that diaper.
Chuck's laughter started a few seconds later and didn't end
till his mother promised he'd be wearing them if he said
another word. That was four weeks after that day and while
he didn't laugh out loud he did laugh and she was positive
it was him that had left the pacifier on her doorstep.
Sandy laughed as well as she started cleaning up the
chemical baths she'd used. Sandy laughed because she still
had that pacifier. Chuck could appreciate the irony of
that.
Chuck could appreciate a lot of things in a few days Sandy
decided as she started cropping the photo set she'd give
him. Little Miss Waddles, Droopy Drawers, Soggy Bottom,
Puffy Pants and Chuck's all time favorite back then Messy
Missy came back to Sandy as she rummaged through the attic.
Sandy already had that partial bag of disposables and the
cloth diapers she'd used for a time till the rash went away
as well as the plastic pants. Those she'd found easily. The
little dresses she wore a few years before then took some
time to find.
Sandy was pleasantly plump now and heavy back then. Heavy
enough that some of what she wore was mother made and a
mother made dress was not made with cost as a
consideration. Sandy's little girl dresses while not very
little were adorable anyway and she felt as pretty because
of it as the rest of the girls on those occasions. Chuck
would feel just as pretty as well she thought after finding
two of several bags.
"Hey Chuck!" Sandy said leaning against the fence on her
side of the property. She was on a stump that gave her a
chest high view of Chuck reading on his patio.
"What do you want Miss Waddles?" Chuck asked taking on that
look he had for Sandy.
"Miss Waddles! You know, that was always one of my
favorites! Think I'll use that one first." Sandy said.
"Okay, so what do you want?" Chuck asked.
"Thought I'd try talking you into coming over and letting
me pin you into a diaper. You know, the kind babies wear?
Diaper and a cute little pink pair of plastic pants. While
you nurse a baby's bottle of course or if you like you can
use that pacifier you gave me. It's still got the pink
ribbon on it and I've found one of my little dresses that
would go perfect with it. So what do you say?" Sandy asked.
"Kiss off Miss Waddles and stop bugging me or you go public
on Monday." Chuck said with a slightly twisted smile.
"Great! We can go out together. I mean we can both debut
together then. Me in my diapers and plastic pants, then you
in your sister's pretty little dress. That one you wore the
other day would be perfect. Anyway, I'll meet up with you
Monday and we can go to school together. You can play the
mommy and I'll play the baby. Should be fun!" Sandy said
stepping off the stump making her disappear from view.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Chuck said now
leaning over his side of the fence.
Clearly she knew something he decided or she wouldn't have
been so arrogant or, for that matter, so accurate. Chuck
had to know what she knew. He was almost sorry when she
went into detail on what he was wearing and worse what he
had on underneath.
He was very sorry when he warned her that she couldn't
prove it. She could prove and did as she tossed the set of
pictures over the fence. Chuck looked at the nearly dozen
or so pictures showing first him and that dress then him
turning and that slip then moving through the window and
those panties. It could almost be a movie given the
sequence.
"Okay, so now what? I apologize and keep my mouth shut and
you do the same?" Chuck asked in a tone far softer than the
one he most often used.
"Gosh Chuck that's exactly what I was thinking. I mean
after all you did last year you simply apologize and I walk
off all fat dumb and happy. Now why didn't I think of
that?" Sandy said and then added: "NOT! Actually my little
Miss Waddles I was thinking that it would be much better if
you come over, took your clothes off and, while you nurse a
baby's bottle full of fresh milk, I show you how I use to
diaper myself."
"Look Sandy okay! I mean I'm sorry already. I really am!"
Chuck said to Sandy's back. He was pleading when he
repeated himself.
"You coming or not?" Sandy said without turning around.
When there was no answer from Chuck Sandy added: "Fine. See
you in school Monday. Listen, if you want, I can use
whatever girls name you like and you can chose any one of
those pictures that shows your face for the school paper.
You don't have to decide now, just let me know on the bus."
"Okay, okay!" Chuck said climbing the fence and landing on
the stump.
Sandy never slowed nor did she turn around but she did
smile. Chuck's speed was slower as if the world would
change before he got to Sandy's door. It didn't as she
stood aside for him to enter from the patio. Chuck saw the
dress and slip first hanging from satin covered hangers off
the molding between the kitchen and dining room. The open
blanket with the diaper and next to that a pair of semi-
opaque plastic pants sat waiting and Chuck saw those next
as he moved into the kitchen more. Sandy was already
holding that baby's bottle of milk she'd talked about.
"Sandy please!" Chuck said.
"Gosh, that sounds just like me that day. Remember? Please
Chuck! Please don't tell anyone." Sandy said and then
added: "You've still got your clothes on Little Missy!"
'No quarter given, none expected!' Chuck thought to
himself.
It was the yell he and his friends gave when they split up
to play paint ball. Sandy was not going to give him any
slack and all he could hope for was that she'd grow tired
of humiliating him before he fell apart. That humiliation
began the instant he started undressing. She just stood
there watching. Watching with a smirk and holding that
baby's bottle.
"Okay precious! Take this and go ahead and lay over your
diaper for mommy. You can start nursing on it when you're
comfy." Sandy said as she handed Chuck the EvenFlo baby's
bottle with the pink cap holding the nipple on.
He moved to the blanket, knelt down then sat before laying
back. Undressing had been hard to do but spreading his legs
was harder still and it got worse as he had to start taking
in the milk that dripped down his throat.
"Oh this is so cool!" Sandy said kneeling between Chuck's
legs as she slipped on a pair of latex gloves.
Chuck's body more or less ignored the humiliation his mind
registered and Sandy laughed as she sprinkled more baby
powder on Chuck as she added: "Obviously this isn't going
to be as bad as you've made it out to be."
Chuck closed his eyes.
"Okay, lots of baby powder is the key to staying dry
precious. Now then, what I like doing first is drawing the
diaper back and forth just a little so it gathers between
the legs. When that's done I bring it up between the legs
then wiggle it a little more like this! It gathers nicely
when you do that. Oh, you can't see. Anyway I'm sure you
can feel it can't you. Okay, I can describe this for you
just as easily.
"Anyway, once you've got all that plushy cotton gathered
between the baby's legs you snugly pull it to the baby's
stomach like this. See how it forms that classic puffy
little "V" shape. Now that's a nearly perfect image. I like
to start with the right side but you can start with either
side. Just grab the back flap like this and smooth the
front flap under like this and hold both with the tips of
your fingers.
"Feel that? You don't want to pull the first side to tight
or you'll offset the diaper when you pin the second side.
So a good rule of thumb is draw it closed with a knuckle
between the baby's side and her little diaper. Then pin it
closed. I'm using pink diaper pins with little bunnies on
them. They are really cute. Want to see? No? Okay, that's
alright precious. You can see them later. These are safety
diaper pins because they click into a grove that keeps them
from popping undone.
"That's really important when you're skipping rope or
playing hopscotch. Anyway, you do the second side the same
way making sure the diaper is just snug around the little
girls waist. Josh I'm pretty good at this. Chuck, really
you should see this. Come on honey open your pretty little
eyes. It's your first diaper!" Sandy said causing Chuck to
open and look.
His legs were still apart because Sandy was still between
them and he was looking at a puffy "V" and those pink
tipped diaper pins. He'd nurse about an eight of his baby
bottle when he removed it from his mouth.
"Ta ta baby. Keep that bottle in till all of your milk is
gone." Sandy said as she guided his hand holding it back
towards his mouth before she added: "Baby pants next!"
"These are very noisy so you'll have to ignore that when
you're moving about. I never wore these to school for that
reason but I had to wear them for a rash a few times.
You'll like the feel of them I'm sure and once you have
your little dress on and that pretty slip the taffeta will
hide the rustle of you're panties. Anyway, put your feet in
sweets and mommy will get you all snug as a bug in a rug."
Sandy said holding the up slightly after moving out a
little so Chuck could move his legs.
She guided the pink plastic pants over one foot then the
other and drew them along to his knees before he planted
his feet and lifted his bottom. Chuck felt the diaper ease
away a little but tug at the back as he moved. He could
also feel the cotton bunching up between his thighs as
Sandy worked the panties up and over it.
"Gosh I was big back then. I may have to start using two
diapers on you." Sandy said as the baby pants went over the
back before he settled to the floor again.
"Okay precious, now it's safe to wet if you need to. Just
lay there and I'll get your little girl shoes. I'm going to
use my big girl Mary Jane shoes because the little girl
ones will be too small. It's okay though because these are
strapped just like my little ones only they've got a slight
heel. No big deal and with your pretty lace socks you
should look just as adorable. Here, I'll show you." Sandy
said grabbing a lace sock trimmed in pink.
Chuck was nearly half way through the bottle when Sandy had
him stand. He was expecting the slip until she said: "I'm
guessing you want to see how you look don't you? Of course
you do. Come on and I'll let you use the mirror in my room.
This way you can also hear the baby pants before you're
slips cover the noise. Here, let me have the bottle and you
can nurse the pacifier for awhile."
Chuck led Sandy towards her room when she suddenly said: "I
guess Little Miss Waddles was accurate back then wasn't it.
I mean you've got a cute little waddle yourself sweets."
Chuck didn't turn around and continued down the hall to
Sandy's room when she suddenly said: "Oh look! There. There
on my bed! Ruffled panties! I almost forgot about those.
Here precious I'll let you wear those over you diaper and
baby pants. Given how you were dress at the house I'm sure
these are going to delight you to no end. Come on, lift a
foot. That's it. Gosh this is so fun. I wish we'd done this
sooner."
"Isn't that a sight to behold?" Sandy said over Chuck's
left shoulder.
He didn't want to look but he didn't want to see into
Sandy's eyes either and if there was any up side he was
thrilled over those panties and how well her black patent
strapped shoes felt on. His humiliation was still there but
other forces were coming into play as she patted the
ruffles from behind before taking his hand.
"Time for you little dress."
Humiliation can foster all sorts of negative feelings but
that wasn't the case in Chuck's case. Oh, he was humiliated
and way beyond what he'd imagined when he thought about
being caught but that was no longer the strongest emotion.
That slip did rustle and it had far more layers and gathers
than his sisters.
Taffeta segmented into three layers sewn together with a
layer of chiffon that was trimmed in a wide lace. Each
section smaller than the last till those petticoats joined
the bodice of the slip. That too was taffeta and laced even
around the neckline and he adored that little pink bow. She
toyed with the nylon straps bringing the slips side to just
under his arms and he felt wonderfully giddy as she played
with the layers around him.
"You really do like this don't you?" Sandy asked but no
longer in a mocking tone. She even took hold of his
pacifier and removed it giving him a chance to answer.
Chuck didn't look straight at her and said: "Yes."
"So it's not much of a punishment all of a sudden is it?"
Sandy said moving around to stand directly in front of him.
"No!" Chuck said keeping his eyes on the floor.
"But you don't like the diaper and those plastic pants do
you?" Sandy asked softly.
"Not really." Chuck said moving a leg and fibbing a little
as the nylon of the panties, pushed outward by the thick
diaper, played against his thighs.
"You do like the diaper don't you?" Sandy said more curious
than condemning.
"A little." Chuck said.
"You know, you really hurt me that summer!" Sandy said
lifting Chuck's face.
"I know and I did feel bad about it. It's why I never told
anyone. I am sorry. I was such as ass." Chuck said with his
chin still gripped by Sandy's hand.
"You were and it made me feel worse because I liked you."
Sandy said.
"You did?" Chuck asked.
"Right from the start." Sandy added.
"I use to love watching you play in those fancy dresses
your mother made for you." Chuck said letting caution go
out the door.
"Remember that one?" Sandy asked.
"No. I mean I'm not sure." Chuck said looking that the
layer bubble gum pink party dress and it's gathered skirts
and slips sewn into the design.
"I had another one like that in yellow." Sandy said.
"I remember the yellow one." Chuck said.
"Want to wear that one instead?" Sandy asked.
"No! I mean maybe. I mean that pink one is very pretty."
Chuck said honestly but almost in a panic that he wouldn't
get to wear it.
"You can wear the yellow one later if you want?" Sandy said
letting go of Chuck's chin and moving to the dress.
"I'd like that?" Chuck said in a voice that slipped into a
softer tone.
"You've been doing this for a long time haven't you?" Sandy
asked as she undid the sash and worked on the buttons at
the back.
"Yes!" Chuck said.
"I'm still going to make you wear diapers for awhile!"
Sandy said forcing herself to sound angry.
"Okay." Chuck said passively.
"And you'll have to take a bottle now and then?" Sandy said
testing the new waters she found herself treading in.
"Okay." Chuck said in that same tone.
"But not all the time!" Sandy said smiling as the anger
slipped away.
"I don't mind." Chuck said no longer caring what Sandy
might think.
"I know!" Sandy said sounding far more adult all of a
sudden before asking: "Do you like dolls?"
"Yes." Chuck said feeling his face flush at his confession.
"Mom made matching dresses for my Betsy Wetsy doll. Want to
play with her?" Sandy asked as she gathered the dress to
slip it over Chuck's head.
"Okay. Chuck said letting that little girl within have free
rain all of a sudden.
"Do you have a name? I mean have you ever thought of a
girl's name?" Sandy asked.
"Cindy!" Chuck said.
"Well Cindy! Let's get you into your little dress then go
find Betsy Wetsy and that boxes of dresses. Can't be a
little girl without a doll right?" Sandy said suddenly
excited over the prospect of whatever it was that had hold
of her.
"Okay." Chuck said from underneath the layers of satin and
tulle and chiffon that fell over his head.
Chuck's head appeared as his arms came out of the puffed
sleeves and Sandy's face was near his. He was looking at
her now and she looked back not so much confused as in a
sudden daze. The kiss was experimental, soft, gentle but
growing firmer before their mouths parted.
It was almost evening when Sandy walked Chuck back towards
his house. He'd worn the pink dress for a short time, then
changed into the yellow one and finally ended up as
Cinderella from a Halloween costume and bridal slip. He'd
worn panties in the yellow one but Sandy diapered him again
after time spent on the floor with her and Betsy Wetsy.
Sandy adored the diapers she'd said after Chuck diapered
Betsy.
"I can't believe this?" Sandy said as they neared the gate.
"What?" Chuck asked pausing when Sandy did.
"I'm dating a guy that likes dressing like my Betsy Wetsy
doll!" Sandy said.
"Well, I'm falling for Little Miss Waddles so we're even."
Chuck said bending in to kiss Sandy and Sandy kissed back
before breaking off.
"That's Ms. Waddles to you Cindy Sue!" Sandy said with a
light slap over chuck's jeans and the ruffled panties she
insisted he wear home.
"Yes Ms. Waddles!" Chuck said jumping a little from the
slap and giving a poor version of a curtsey as he did so.
"That's better!" Sandy said before adding: "And we need to
work on that curtsey!"
"Okay. Can I ask what you are going to do with those
pictures?" Chuck asked as he lifted the gates handle.
"Start an album silly. Do you have any idea how many
dresses I had as a little girl?" Sandy said as she moved a
finger over the lob of his right ear.
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