The Temptation of Bobby
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Hey Bobby! ? by: Mary Beth Sanford
Fact from Fiction:
When I was still slightly confused over this fetish I have I chanced a
couple of sessions with a therapist. My attempt then was to rid myself
of such things. Meanwhile I was still doing what I did and obviously
liking it. Of course I'd heard of dominates and those few professionals
that babied but never dared visit one. After all, I was trying to rid
myself of such things.
Until of course I did dare and did visit one. What struck me in that
nearly uncontrollable hour was how quickly this woman drew from me most
of my likes and dislikes. Maybe ten minutes had passed with some very
embarrassed answers to questions I'd never even asked of myself. Most
of which confirming, over the rest of that session time, those likes
and dislikes.
What I also learned in one hour with her was that I really didn't want
to rid myself of such things. I also learned that a therapist, while as
expert in riding you of such things, can't hope to compete with someone
teaching you how to like those very same things. This story, fostered
in part by that first hour, begins in a class room.
Introduction
"We've all sensed it ourselves! That voice calling your name off in the
distance, an insistent alarm clock somewhere, or even a spot of
sunlight seen through your closed lids. Sunlight or noise merging or
folding itself in with the last remnants of a dream just before we
wake. That point or that transition between Rapid Eye Movement or REM
sleep to fully awake is the TREM point," Dr. Helen Carter said to the
class just as the bell went off.
... Dreams and reality are controllable at the forth level of hypnosis
or more importantly merged for specific treatments. Behavior can be
modified at that level and with those two points known somewhat easily.
It's almost always successful and the series of lectures covering the
technique left Sally almost breathless. ...
Someday Sally would be a successful psychologist as she went over her
notes one last time before setting her binder aside to meet with the
girls. What had left her breathless wasn't so much the lecture but the
demonstration. A demonstration in which the young man standing there
perfectly comfortable and totally unaware as Dr. Carter applied a light
shade of lipstick to his smiling face.
"You can't be serious!" Carol said after the conversation turned
serious following Sally's announcement.
"Why not?" Sally asked with a wistful look on her face.
"Ethics? Ethics, I believe, was mentioned once or twice in the
lecture," Carol said.
"I'm not going to turn him into a girl for heaven's sake. I'm just
going to modify his behavior a little. Soften him a bit. You don't
think he'll be better for the experience?" Sally asked.
"And if he found out?" Carol asked.
"How is he going to find out?" Sally asked back with a shrug before
adding: "Unless you were to say something."
"Well, I won't say anything but I don't want any part of this!" Carol
said.
"You don't want to participate in an experiment that should be about as
much fun as we are ever going to have?" Sally asked. That was the
clincher as Carol's face went from an angry set, to a smile, to a
snicker before she burst into a belly laugh.
"Hey Bobby!" Sally said coming up alongside the young man that for the
most part was ignored in the study group. Wimp was a word that came to
mind when you first met Bobby. Wuss another, if you were a boy,
Mother's boy by most and most of all.
Bobby didn't act the part and in fact was as normal acting as everyone
else but it wouldn't take much to turn him into a sissy. Which of
course was why Sally had just said hi.
"Hey Sally!" Bobby said as he slowed before adding, "What's up.
"Need your help!" Sally said with Carol walking alongside in silence.
"What?" Bobby asked.
"I've got to record blood pressure and heart rate on a patient for at
least six hours after I put him under!" Carol said.
"You want to hypnotize me?" Bobby asked slightly nervous over the
prospects of being with Sally rather than going under by Sally.
"It's no big deal. No further past the second level and you'll be
asleep for most of it. I just have to plot a curve. Will you help?"
Sally asked.
"What about Carol?" Bobby suggested.
"Already done her! She's the female side of this male/female comparison
curve. You're the male if I can get past your paranoia," Sally said
teasing a little.
"When?" Bobby asked.
"Friday night! Seven! We do pizza and a sort of pajama party till bed
time. I can do you then - if you don't mind a room full of girls.
Actually I can do this at bed time if you want. I mean I put you under,
start recording you pulse and heart rate every thirty minutes till you
wake in the morning and that's pretty much that. You won't even know
the girls are there. What do you say?" Sally asked.
Bobby didn't date much and dating someone like Carol or Sally was so
far away from his reality that he didn't often even fantasize over
them. At least not a lot and the prospects of spending the night with
both left him almost unable to speak.
"Fine!" Bobby said wishing he had made his voice deeper when he said
it. Sounded like a girl or little boy most times and got higher or
worse when he was excited.
"Bring something to sleep in!" Sally said as she made a slight turn to
the right to walk off.
Bobby would have said ok but she was out of ear shot in an instant. It
was all he was going to think about in the next couple of days.
Meanwhile Carol and Sally found a quiet table at the library and were
comparing notes. That short meeting had two purposes and the first was
his invitation. The second was his sizes as Sally said: "If we took two
inches from his waist and dropped them on his hips he'd be a perfect
four. He was only an inch or so smaller than you in height but the rest
matched up pretty close."
"No breast!" Carol said looking down at her own quick set of notes.
"And your point is? I mean how long was it before you stopped filling
your bra with something other than your breast?" Sally asked.
"I haven't stopped!" Carol said laughing almost too loudly before
catching herself as she added, "Now what?"
"His outfit!" Sally said.
"I thought we were going to use our things?" Carol asked slightly
confused.
"Susan has offered us the full use of the theater wardrobe facilities,"
Sally said in a voice she dropped into a whisper.
"What? I thought this was just going to be just you and me?" Carol
said.
"Wardrobe? As in costumes? Fairy? Baby? Little Girl? Princess? Hello?
Is any of this getting through?" Sally asked.
"Baby?" Carol asked suddenly intrigued.
"Baby! A baby as in real diapers, real plastic panties ... Some even
with ruffles like a girl baby's rhumba panties. I'm talking baby
dresses, bottles and etc. etc. etc." Sally said and then added: "Little
girl's party dress?"
Carol's silence made Sally smile. She smiled as she watched her room
mates face change at the prospects. Sally knew how to play her lover as
well as she knew she wanted to play.
"I've got a date in an hour, so let's find whatever it is you're
looking for?" Susan said after letting the two girls into the large
storage facility that housed the costumes the school used for their
productions and then she added, "Infant is last aisle, halfway down.
What's his sizes?"
"Four!" Sally said as she fell in behind Susan with Carol following
before adding: "In a girl's size.
"These! Oh man we've got to have a pair of these!" Carol said holding
up an adult size pair of ruffled panties that she found after
confirming they were lined in plastic.
"Box!" Sally said to Carol who dropped the ruffled panties into a
cardboard box as she pulled a dress from the rack to hold it up.
"That's cute!" Susan said looking at the tag on the hanger before she
added, "It's a four."
"Box!" Sally said taking it off the hanger and folding the little
girl's party dress in half. It sat in one box along with a little
girl's slip and petticoat filling it. The second box was being filled
by Carol and Susan was toying with her own ideas in a third.
I'm guessing a psychologist would love to discuss our individual
choices?" Sally said smiling as she watched Carol pick up a neatly
folded diaper under a tag that read: 'Diapers, clothe, cotton, adult'.
"I can't decide between Cinderella and Snow White?" Susan said walking
back around from the aisle she had been in. She was holding up two long
dresses in front of her.
"Cinderella. It's fuller!" Carol said to Sally's nod.
"Bridal slip!" Sally said leaving the Cinderella dress by her box as
she turned back around to find a slip.
"What if the shoes don't fit?" Carol asked as Sally looked at the tag
attached to the clear bag holding the pair of Mary Jane shoes she'd
grabbed.
"He's a seven in a man's shoe so that's a nine in a woman's," Carol
said dropping the shoes still in the bag into the box with the party
dress.
"You guys ready?" Susan said as she closed the box she was filling.
* * * * * *
"Hey Bobby!" Sally said after she answered the door.
"Hi!" Bobby said nervously. He was holding an overnight bag as he stood
there and Sally only noted it because it brought a smile to her face. A
smile and thought. All he was really going to need tonight was a tooth
brush.
"You girl's want me to fix some coco?" Ms. Evens asked coming out of
the kitchen. She didn't even notice Bobby or that she had a young man
in her living room. She didn't even notice when Sally introduced Bobby
to her. Although she did say to Sally in the kitchen that Bobby would
look a lot prettier with a little makeup.
Sally fought back the laugh she felt welling up inside and said, "We're
going to do just that very thing tonight. She doesn't know a thing
about makeup."
"OK girls! NO BOYS tonight, no noise and lights out at two! I'll be
back in the morning at eight and I'm expecting to find this house in
the same shape as I left it! That means if you have a pillow fight make
darn sure you pick up all of the feathers!" Clair Evens said in a
lighthearted tone she looked for her keys.
"Yes mother!" Sally said in a teasing voice.
Bobby sat in silence wondering if that woman even knew he was a boy and
frustrated at the prospects of her guessing otherwise. It was his fate
he supposed as he watched the large woman find her keys before she
walked out of the door.
"OK Bobby! I need you to sit over here and relax."
"Can you hear me Bobby?" Sally said in a soothing voice she worked at
given he was now naked.
"Yes!" Bobby said looking but with eyes that no longer saw past his
illusions.
Carol had insisted they start with the baby things using a twisted sort
of logic suggesting that was the youngest of Bobby's outfits. Of course
she would be the one to diaper him and the look on her face suggested
that the rest of the girls agree. They did.
"Bobby, I want you to lay down on the floor over that diaper ok?" Sally
said as she carefully took Bobby's elbow and had him turn. A person at
level four is intensely focused and can be shocked if you take hold of
them too abruptly Susan had said as she went over the rules. The other
girls were silent with Susan holding a hand over her mouth to maintain
hers.
"But I don't want to mommy!" Bobby suddenly said. The whine caught
Sally by surprise and as a precaution had already programmed Bobby to
relax at the snap of her fingers. She did that and Bobby's face changed
instantly. Sally left him and motioned the girls into the kitchen.
"What?" Carol said suddenly worried that her age play wasn't going to
happen.
"Didn't you hear him?" Sally said.
"OK? Yes? So?" Carol asked.
"Obviously his mother diapered him!" Sally said.
"So what's that mean?" Carol asked getting suddenly concerned.
"It means my dear Carol that you'll have to be more like his mother and
I'm guessing that's not going to break your heart," Sally said with a
snicker.
Carol nodded and licked her lips.
"Bobby? Can you hear me?" Sally said after they all filed back into the
living room.
"Yes," Bobby answered.
"Bobby, did your mother put you into diapers when you were older?"
Sally asked as Carol sat on the very edge of the sofa.
"Yes," Bobby said without hesitation.
"Bobby, when did she stop?" Sally asked.
"When I left for collage," Bobby said.
"Why did she diaper you?" Sally asked.
"Because I wet my bed!" Bobby said in that same monotone voice.
"When did your bed wetting stop?" Sally asked.
"It hasn't," Bobby said.
"You still wet your bed?" Sally asked.
"No. I still wet at night but not my bed," Bobby said.
"But your mommy isn't here to diaper you anymore," Sally said.
"I wear pull-ups," Bobby said.
"But what about tonight?" Sally asked.
"I wear pull-ups under my pajamas," Bobby said.
"Do you have pull-ups with you for tonight?" Sally asked.
"Yes," Bobby said. Sally signaled Susan to grab the overnight bag and
sure enough there were two pull-on style disposables stuffed inside.
They looked like disposable diapers already closed but with no tape.
Carol had the start of an orgasm in the kitchen. She shuddered through
the rest of it almost the instant Susan had brought the diapers out.
Carol, Sally thought to herself when she heard Carol's slight moan, had
an interesting hot button.
"OK, Bobby. Now I want you to listen to me very carefully. I want you
to like your diapers. I want you to feel good about wearing diapers. I
want you to like being treated like a baby. Can you do that for me?"
Sally asked.
"Yes," Bobby answered.
"Good. That's good Bobby. But I also want you to like ruffled baby
pants. Ruffles like girls wear! Can you do that for me?" Sally asked.
"Yes!" Bobby said.
"OK Bobby that's good. That's very good. Now when Carol touches your
right ear lobe and says, 'You are mommy's little baby!' I want you to
think of her as Mommy Carol and how wonderful it is to be babied by
her. OK?" Sally said.
"Yes," Bobby answered.
"Good. And when mommy says 'You be a good boy!' You will wake without
remembering what Mommy Carol did to you but you will still do what
Mommy Carol wants you to do. OK?" Sally said.
"Yes," Bobby said.
"Excellent Bobby. Now will you let Mommy Carol put you into your
diaper?" Sally asked a second before she said, "You are mommy's little
baby!"
Bobby instantly took his thumb into his mouth and simply stood there
while Sally motioned Carol over. Carol could hardly stand on legs
suddenly now weak. She took Bobby's free hand and guided him to the
large cloth diaper and a second later had him laying over it.
When Clair returned, that following morning, the girls were sitting
around the kitchen table and this time she smiled at the girl named
Bobby. She was wearing a touch of blush, a bit of light pink lipstick
that sat well on her somewhat pale face and her hair, not nearly long
enough had been parted and tied off with two little strips of ribbon.
"Have fun last night? At least most of the furniture looks intact,"
Clair said.
"It was wonderful!" Sally said to the nods from the rest of the girls.
Bobby's face blushed a little as some of the memories came back to him.
Actually he only remembered the part with Carol and flushed more over
that.
He was still wearing the cloth diaper she'd pinned him into before they
left the room this morning. Carol had added the nylon baby doll bottoms
rather than the ruffled baby pants only because the loose fitting
panties went with the top of her pastel pink set. Bobby was wearing a
light pink pair of baby pants under that.
The experiment had gone incredibly well and Bobby made an adorable
looking baby girl for that first hour doing everything that Carol asked
of him. All of it after she'd pinned him into his diaper and worked the
plastic pants over that.
The other girls with their own outfits and hot buttons didn't mind
playing with Bobby in a diaper and in hindsight it turned out to be
something of an advantage given how excited he'd gotten over the little
girl's party dress. Carol was in charge of maintaining Bobby's baby
side and took on the task happily.
Bobby wore the pink, white and lavender party dress for ice cream.
After a delightful little party he spent a fair amount of time learning
to sit, curtsey and pose for the digital camera that would mark the
event. He was as prissy as a little girl every time the camera came up.
Susan was Bobby's Prince Charming when she finished dressing him in the
pastel blue organza and satin Cinderella dress over the bridal slip.
Susan spent her time teaching Bobby to dance like a girl holding his
dress with one hand with his other was held lightly by Susan. It was a
delightful scene when Susan bent on one knee and slid the white flat
onto bobby's foot.
It was fifteen minutes after two when the girls began cleaning up the
dishes and clothes left strewn about the living room while Carol helped
Bobby into his pull-on diaper and ruffled panties. Sally went to
Susan's room which she did one or two times a week anyway leaving Carol
with Bobby for the night.
Carol had two baby bottles in her arms as she took Bobby's hand to walk
him to her bed. It was her idea to ask Sally if she'd make it so that
Bobby was slightly more aware of his surroundings. Bobby was a little
shocked at finding himself laying next to Carol but that didn't last as
their lips met.
She'd told him that she'd peeked into his bag and discovered the pull-
on diaper and then confessed that it wasn't too unlike the one she had
worn just a couple of years ago. She too wet her bed on occasion
leaving Bobby thrilled after his short bout of panic.
Carol promised to keep it their secret and to seal that pact stepped
into the second diaper Bobby had brought. Their first kiss in the
closed room came with some playful teasing over the slight crinkle of
disposables being pressed and messed together.
Bobby hardly protested the nightgown and what he thought were Carol's
rhumba panties before he slipped between the satin sheets. Carol was
first to began nursing her bottle and Bobby followed her lead but
through the night finished both. Neither slept much that night and
three of the cloth diapers Bobby wore had to be washed that following
morning.
He never asked where the cloth came from and was fully awake when Carol
did his face before leaving the bedroom. He would have to grow his hair
longer she said tying the ribbons in what she had combed.
Post script.
Clair was slightly surprised to discover that the young man she thought
was a girl actually was a young man but being gay herself left her more
than sympathetic when the girls pleaded to take her in. Sally and Susan
would share one room and Bobby and Carol the other. Five girls in a
house that size wasn't a problem with the exception of never having
enough bathrooms.
Bobby's transition began just before school ended although few noticed
the wimp that slowly took on the look of a young girl. Except for that
pre-med, that played tight end, there were few problems. That tight end
got over his frustrations although he made it clear, more than a few
times, that if Bobby ever decided to go back to liking males he'd be
more than happy to help.
Bobby returned to his second year as Bobby with hair a bit longer and
beast that did just enough for his image. A light cinch removed those
two inches around his waist and his ever present diapers and plastic
pants added the two on his hips and bottom. It was that feminine wiggle
that caused most boys to pause on occasion.
As for Sally? She went on to earn a doctorate keeping in touch with
everyone after presenting her thesis on: A Transitional Hypnosis
Therapy Applied to Behavioral Modification In Support of A Transsexual
Male's Life Style Changes. A brilliant work that masked the fact that
she was now a dominatrix more often than a licensed therapist.
Bobby and Carol married in their third year of collage and with the
exception of two Brides and an all girl wedding it was delightful. More
so given that half were male. Truth was it was just like every other
wedding.
It wasn't exactly like every other honeymoon though since the bride
changed the bride/groom into her little baby girl outfit just after
their first bit of love making. It was a kind of joke that they were
Mrs. and Ms. And on one final note there was no one as happy as Bobby's
mother when she met her future daughter-in-law.
Bobby's mother had always worried after her somewhat prissy son and of
course some of that because of what she did but, she often argued, he
was simply too pretty to put into pants. What endeared the two women
was Bobby's state that first time he introduced Carol. His mother
noticed the bulging diaper instantly and of course Carol's attitude
with Bobby as he served while they talked.
It had been just over a year since Bobby's mother had diapered him and
she was thrilled when Carol offered her the honors on that first night
of their visit.
"Behavior, in it's infinite complexities and seemingly inflexibility is
easily modified if you apply a combination of therapies within your
approach!" Dr. Sally Tanner said citing a passage from her book 'But
I'm a Man and Men Don't Do That' as she began her lecture.
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