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The girl turned me over onto my back. She poured some cream on my
breast and started to run it in using a circular motion. Her eyes
looking into mine, watching me suck on my rubber penis gag. She smiled
as she played with my hardening nipples. "It's a little cold in here,"
she whispered. I bet you wished you had nipples like mine. She pulled
off her shirt. She wore no bra and here nipples were huge and pink.
Warm pee flooded my diaper. "Would you like to suck on these?"
I nodded.
She reached around my head and released the strap holding my penis gag
firmly in my mouth. I hungrily took her offered breast into my mouth.
She began to moan and rub the front of my plastic pants. Her nipple was
hard and filled my mouth like a baby bottle. "That's my baby," she
whispered as she rubbed my plastic pants harder. Unfortunately, I could
not feel her hand through my thick, wet diaper.
Several times, she had to smack me because I got carried away and
sucked to hard on her nipple. After the third time, she angrily pulled
it out of my hungry mouth.
"What's wrong?" asked Sandy. I looked around and saw that Sandy and
Carl were back in the van.
The girl looked mad and scared me. "I gave her a nice message like you
paid me for and to thank me she hurt my nipple with her mouth."
Sandy laughed and said. "She is getting used to sucking hard on her
penis gags."
"Well, she needs a spanking to remember her manners."
Sandy stumbled back to us. Now she really looked drunk. "Put her penis
back in," she said, handing my gag to the girl. I was growing afraid.
I'd never been spanked before.
I didn't have a chance to protest as my voice was silenced again by the
huge penis gag. Sandy handed the girl some handcuffs and she locked my
hands behind my back. Next Sandy told her to take off my diaper and
plastic pants but to be careful since I couldn't control myself.
"Wow she's really wet," said the girl as I helplessly watched her pull
down my plastic pants.
Sandy handed her a rubber sheet "Put this under her then turn her over
on to her stomach."
They made me stand up just wearing my wet, sagging diaper with plastic
pants as the girl spread out the rubber sheet. Sandy fumbled with my
diaper pins and when finished, pulled my sopping diaper away and threw
it in a pail. They pushed me down on my stomach, the rubber feeling
very cold. Without any control, a little puddle of warm pee formed
under my stomach.
"I told you she has no control," said Sandy.
"That is wild," said the girl. "Did you do that to her."
"Just a little suggestive therapy."
Now I knew what had happened to me. She had removed my control through
some type of conditioning with her voice on the couch.
Next, my ankles were bound in leather cuffs attached to each end of a
steel bar.
"You better turn on the radio and drive to a more secluded parking
space," Sandy told Carl. "This could be loud."
I cringed, not liking the sound of that at all.
Carl drove and parked somewhere else. As he did, Sandy put a pair of
satin blindfolds on me. Now I was gagged, bound and blind, helplessly
waiting for the first blow to my exposed butt.
"What's this," the girl said. I felt my butt plug being moved.
"That's to keep all her nasty stuff inside tonight."
I wasn't expecting the pain that came with the first stroke. I cried
out against my rubber cock gag from the fire shooting across my tender
flesh. Another squirt of warmth spread around my stomach. The bar
between my ankles made it impossible for escape from the following
spankings on my already screaming skin. The sounds of each smack
sounded loudly in the van.
"That is so sexy seeing Amanda's cheeks so red," said Sandy, her voice
sounding throaty with lust. "My turn."
I pleaded with her to stop, but of course, it came out as muffled moans
with my mouth full of cock. Another hard smack lit my butt on fire. I
squirmed to escape the next hit, but couldn't in my bound state.
Finally, they tired. The front of me was a mess from my tears and
uncontrollable peeing onto the rubber sheet.
They took out my penis gag and I cried, telling Sandy and the girl that
I would be good for now on. As a test, after they put me in thick
diapers and plastic pants, they allowed me to suck on their tits again.
This time I must have been better because both of them had loud
orgasms.
The girl left and we headed for home. This time I wasn't put back in my
travel bag. It was cool in the van, so Sandy did put me back in my pink
pajamas.
I slept that night in my pink pajamas and thick diapers while I watched
securely locked in my crib at Carl and Sandy making wild love in her
bed. It was exciting and frustrating. Seeing Carl and his large penis
make Sandy moan and scream made me realize that I would never be a man.
Being a sissy baby was the only way to keep from being alone.
Sandy woke me up in the morning with a fresh bottle of Slimfast. I was
already thin but she wanted me down to a twenty-seven waste and under
100 lbs.
"We need you get you into the bath and get you all dolled up," she told
me as she took off my wet diaper. "We are going to a birthday party
today."
I must have looked scared since she said, "Don't worry little angel.
These are my friends whom have my same fetish for diaper bondage, but
they like boy babies where I like girls in pink like you."
The bath was nice, filled with bubbles. None of my hair had grown back.
From the tub, Sandy gave me an enema, making me hold it for ten minutes
before I could sit on the potty. It actually was frightening to use the
potty instead of a diaper and I was happy when she put me in a thick
diaper.
Over the pink plastic pants she had me wear white tights. The tights
stretched across my thickly diapered bottom, pushing the diaper up into
my crotch.
The dress she slipped over my head was wonderful. It was a pink sailor
dress with a wide collar lined with white.
"Now for your petticoat," she said.
The petticoat was soft and white. It made my dress standout and made it
impossible to hide my diapered bottom. I kept thinking about meeting
the others. Would they also be wearing diapers?
My curly hair was tied with a huge pink bow that matched my painted
fingernails and earrings.
'They are going to love you."
I wondered if she meant her friends or their baby boys.
Sandy sat me down on a rubber mat on the living floor to watch cartoons
while she got ready for the party. When she came out of the bedroom, I
couldn't believe the change in her. She wore a dress straight out of
the fifties. It was white with blue flowers. She wore a petticoat under
the dress and her hair was straight except curls on the end.
Just like I'd seen on old TV sow moms. She knelt next to me, her skirt
rustling from the petticoat.
She painted my nails pink then stood. "Stay here and let those nails
dry while I get your diaper bag packed."
I watched her walk away and fell more in love with her. It was a child
to mother love.
I felt warm pee flood my diaper.
She led me outside to the van and I felt exposed. Before,
I was out dressed as a girl, but never as a baby girl in my diapers and
little girl clothes. Several cars slowed to take a closer look.
We drove for a while. I sat in the back seat sucking on my pacifier,
hoping the tinted windows kept people from looking inside at me.
I lost track of time because I feel asleep. I awoke to a rumbling in my
stomach and before I could stop myself, I filled my diaper with warm,
runny poop. I was so embarrassed as the smell filled the van.
Sandy laughed and lowered the windows. "We're almost there so you have
to wait to get changed, you bad little girl.
You'll make quite an entrance to the party with your full diaper."
Having the windows down was awful because several cars honked their
horns as they passed us on the freeway.
I really didn't want to get out when we finally parked in the driveway
at a large range house. The driveway had been very long and the house
seemed to be on the edge of a large cornfield. The corn was high giving
the place a feeling of isolation.
Sandy pulled my hand, forcing me from the van.
A lady, also dressed in fifties type housewife clothes answered the
door.
"Oh my," cried the lady, her hand to her face. "She is so cute!"
A loud sound of heals heralded the coming of three more moms, all
crying praise to Sandy about me. They made me twirl around so they
could see my pretty dress.
"I need to change her," Sandy said.
"I can tell," said another woman. "Is she completely un-potty trained?"
"Almost."
The lady led us to a nursery. "Everything is here for you. The boys are
playing in the playpen in the backyard." Sandy put on a rubber apron
and gloves to clean me up. I had made quite a mess, but luckily, it was
very runny and was easy to wipe off my butt. She put me in a new pink
diaper and pulled up my plastic pants and tights.
I was led out to the playpen in the back.
There were three young men dressed as baby boys. They stopped playing
with each other and turned to stare at me. Although they were dressed
in rompers or only in shirts and diapers, I felt so much more
conspicuous in my sailor sissy dress, painted nails, hair in a bow,
tights over plastic pants, black Mary Jane shoes.
One of the moms had to smack her little boy as he started rubbing his
plastic pants while staring at me.
I felt a little afraid and wet my diaper slightly.
"She can't play with the boys in her pretty dress," one of the moms
said. She took my little hand and led me to a table set up for a tea
party. The mom wore a puffy petticoat under her dress and it sexily
swished as we walked around the playpen of boys in diapers. They
continued to stare at me.
I was sat down at the table and was given a doll to hold. I was also
given a bottle. "You're too little to use a tea cup," said the mom.
Sandy took out a camera and took pictures of me while the other moms
fawned over how cute I looked.
The bottle was full of orange juice and the boys were given something
to drink. I'd never felt so girlish as I did sitting there with all
eyes lusting after me. The chair was purposely high and I couldn't
touch the ground so I swung my little legs as I drank my juice. I
wondered if their little dicks were getting hard in those heavy
diapers.
The moms talked around a table, drinking out of wine glasses, getting a
little drunk, while I sat on my chair with my doll. I wetted a few
times, but that was getting to feel so natural that I barely notice. I
saw that the backyard was decorated for "Bobby's Birthday." I wondered
which of the diapered boys was Bobby.
Sandy came over to me after a while. "Time for naps before the party."
She took me by the hand and led me inside the house. The boys followed
with their moms.
The nursery had a huge fenced in area in the middle to resemble a crib.
Inside the crib was a plastic covered mattress and four or five
pillows. All of us were put on the large changing table separately to
get our diapers changed into thicker ones for naptime. I felt shy as
Sandy unpinned my diaper and everyone could see my little, shrunken
penis. She seemed to spend a lot of time powdering me up before pinning
me into a new diaper. She also slid off my dress so it would not get
wrinkled why I napped. I was put into the crib wear pink plastic lined
rumba pants and a short pink shirt with butterflies.
I watched the boys get changed and diapered. With shame, I saw that
none of them were stuck with a little penis. They were all large and
very hard with excitement. They all looked to be between 19 and 22
years old. Like me, they were hairless downstairs.
Before leaving, the moms locked our hands into rubber-coated mittens
with no thumbs. This was to keep us out of trouble said one of the
moms.
I huddle on the side of the crib, facing away from the boys. I didn't
hear anything for a while except the soft sounds of sucking on
pacifiers, then someone softly asked me my name.
"Amanda," I said.
A hand started rubbing the seat of my rumba pants. I turned around to
face the larger of the boys. His eyes were a deep blue that matched the
color of his blue plastic pants. I could tell he was very excited and
this made my breath get short as I became horny. I looked at my hands
bound in the mittens and wondered how I could satisfy him.
I slowly reached down to the front of his plastic pants, not looking
away from his eyes. I slid the mitten down the front of the plastic and
into his thick diaper. As I touched his cock, a stream of pee leaked
across my mitten. I felt the warm wetness on my exposed arm above the
rubber mitten.
His eyes turned deeper as I stroked him with my rubber-covered hand.
The sounds from his pacifier became louder as his cock swelled.
I didn't hurry. I wanted him to last for a while.
The blond boy had moved up against my other hand and was humping
against the mitten. I blindly fumbled and was able to get that hand
inside his diaper and along his cock. Now I had two of the boys in my
control as I moved the rubber mittens down their shafts.
They started moaning around their pacifiers.
I knew it wouldn't be long.
As I worked, one of the remaining two boys started rubbing the front of
my rumba pants. I could barely feel him though my thick diaper, but
that didn't matter because I was so excited. I don't know why, but this
was so good, making these other boys like me, dressed as diapered
toddlers, feel good.
The second boy came first. I felt his cock swell and then pulsate as he
covered my mitten with his cum. The boy with the blue eyes was swaying
with stimulation.
I brought him over the top when I pulled my hand from the finished boy,
spit out my pacifier, and started slurping up the cum from the rubber
mitten as he watched me. He lost his pacifier as he cried out and came
hard against my mitten. It seemed to take him a while to finish as he
continued to pump semen over my mittens.
I leaned back as the boy continued rubbing the front of my rumba pants.
I could tell he wanted my mittens on his cock as he watched my
attention to licking off all the cum from my mittens. Before I came
myself, I didn't want to lose this excitement; I pushed his hand away
and slid mine down the front of his diaper.
It started to smell and I realized that he was crapping his diaper as I
moved up and down his shaft. This should have disgusted me, but I grew
more excited and began to cum in my own diaper. He must have been able
to tell because he lost his load.
I finished off the last boy and then we all settled down to a nice nap.
All our diapers were full of pee and some cum. Me; I also had a belly
full of cum.
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