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Forced to be a Sissy III
By Cheryl Lynn
This is a forced feminization fictional story and any resemblance to
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Forced to be a Sissy III
Jacob stood before Mz. Nelson with his hands clasped firmly behind his
back. His chin was held upward by her pudgy left hand as she stared into
his eyes. "Well, I really do like the new look Miss Matilda. That
precious hummingbird tattoo is especially appealing to me. I am somewhat
disturbed from your report that he misbehaved while at the salon. I could
forgive Camille for forgetting to walk, speak and behave as a good sissy
should as it was his first public outing. However, having to be spanked
in the salon is unforgivable. The more I think about it, the more
embarrassed I become. Imagine what Martha and Mr. Henri must think of me
after witnessing Camille's bad behavior? I think it is time to insure
Camille's bestest sissy behavior in the future. I think....." she stopped
speaking to look over to where Miss Matilda was standing.
As she looked over to Miss Matilda, Jacob indignantly thought, "Miss
Nelson was embarrassed? What about me? I was the one totally humiliated
by being paraded around dressed like a complete idiot and forced to
undergo the salon's treatments. Worse, I was the one forced into asking,
no not asking, begging to have a girly hummingbird tattooed on my chest.
She should be chewing out Miss Matilda not me!" His thoughts were stopped
when Miss Nelson turned her attention back to him and squeezed his chin
forcing his lips to pucker.
"I think that you have just earned yourself the next four days in diapers
little sissy. If that doesn't change your attitude and obedience to
orders, then we will think of something much more comprehensive. Now give
me a kiss on the cheek and tell your Auntie Nelson that you will be a
good little sissy from now on.....oh... I think you should apologize to
Miss Matilda for being such a bad sissy," she said as she released her
hold on him.
Fuming in silent rage, Jacob did as he was ordered. The fact that he
would be in diapers for the next four days did not immediately register
in his mind. With his apology made he was dismissed and told to follow
Miss Matilda. Placing his left wrist tight against his left hip,
fluttering his hand and raising his right arm, elbow tight against his
side, wrist loose, he simpered after her. The swishing of his bridal
satin pantaloons and click-click of his heels on the wooden floor could
be heard throughout the room. The noise roared like a lion in his ears
reminding him with every step of what had been done to him.
Miss Matilda quickly stripped him of all his clothing. Then led him into
the bathroom where he was allowed to use the toilet. To his surprise, she
did not give him a fresh tampon. Back in the bedroom, she had him sit on
the vanity stool as she went into the back of the large walk-in closet.
He sat nervously as he heard her rummaging in the closet. Jacob was
worrying about what new indignity she was going to come up with next. As
she emerged from the closet, he saw what she was carrying and bolted for
the door. In a panic, Jacob grasped the brass door knob and twisted as he
saw Miss Matilda drop what she was carrying and picking up her crop.
Pulling on the stubborn door knob for all he was worth, Jacob couldn't
get it to open. In desperation, he stepped back and kicked out his bare
foot as hard as he could at the wooden door. Two sensations filled his
mind at about the same time, a feeling of excruciating pain in his foot
and the second, a shearing burning pain across his bare bottom. Jacob
found himself lying on the carpet by the door face down. He ass was being
assaulted by the crop and all he could feel was pain. Tears overwhelmed
his eyes and flooded in a torrent down his face by the time the
punishment was over.
Miss Matilda reached down, pulled him to his feet and led him limping to
the bed. He stood crying while she quickly laid a pink rubber sheet
across the mattress. Without a word, she pushed him down on the sheet
face down and began smoothing a sweet smelling lotion across his burning
cheeks. After using a generous amount of lotion, Matilda sprinkled baby
powder liberally over his exposed butt. Turning him over, she did the
same with his groin. It did not take her long to place two thick pieces
of soft toweling between his legs and pin them securely between his legs
with bright pink tipped diaper pins. She picked up a bright violet
colored pair of plastic panties frilled across the bottom with eight rows
of lavender colored floral lace and waved them before his eyes.
As the plastic panties were shaken before him, Jacob's pain filled eyes
changed to ones filled with total humiliation and fear. Still without a
word being said, Matilda slid the garment up his legs. Making sure that
the tight elastic legs and waist were completely covering the bulky
diaper, she pulled him into a sitting position.
He was about to beg for mercy but before he could get out a single word,
she thrust a large pink rubber pacifier into his mouth. The pacifier was
shaped like a realistic penis three inches long and one and a half in
diameter with a white plastic lip guard. It could be secured around the
head by two bright pink satin ribbons. His eyes were as large as saucers
as it came into focus and pushed its way into his mouth.
"You so much as spit or take that out of your mouth without my
permission and you will be a very sorry sissy. Now I want to see you
sucking on that like a good sissy baby and you had better look like you
are enjoying it," she warned. Jacob gulped in fear and did as he was
told.
She pulled lavender lace ruffled anklets onto his feet followed by a pair
of lavender patent leather Mary Jane styled shoes with a two inch heel.
His right foot screamed in pain as she fastened that one but the pacifier
muffled what little noise he dared utter.
His hands were placed into lavender satin fingerless mittens and tied
securely to his wrists. There was no way he could use his hands for most
purposes much less get his diaper off by himself. Almost as humiliating
as the diaper was the E-cup lavender bullet bra that she fastened to his
chest. The cotton bra cups stood out in stiff overlapping ridged layers
in order to form the pointed cup. It looked like a garment put on inside
out but just the thought of those stiff ridges against bare skin sent a
shiver down his spine. Cotton pads were used to fill out the cups. A
matching waist cinch was quickly fastened around his waist, drawing it in
at least four inches. It left him gasping for breath. He felt his lower
two ribs crunch under the garment's pressure.
What looked to be a white floral lace communion dress with a square
neckline and embroidered bib front came next. The bib front was centered
by a pink rose and thin bow with six inch streamers. Matilda pulled it
over his head and buttoned up the back. The hem had a two inch band of
pink floral lace and the hem reached to his upper thigh. Finally, a large
bright pink satin baby's bonnet with white lace frilled brim and ribbon
streamers was tied securely under his chin.
As he was led over to the vanity, Jacob wobbled as the thick padding
between his legs made even his sissy stride impossible. He saw his
reflection in the vanity mirror as he approached it. Jacob could see what
appeared to be a big sissy baby and that his padded bottom and panties
were visible to anyone who cared to notice.
Seated at the vanity, she used a nearly white foundation on his face,
followed by vivid purple eye shadow, dark black mascara and eye brow
pencil and a vivid red lipstick. She had given him a doll's face and with
his Goldilocks hair style and bonnet looked like he belonged beside the
other dolls sitting on his bed. He felt totally defeated and humiliated
beyond belief as Matilda led him downstairs for dinner.
He was assisted into a high chair and once seated strapped in and a tray
fastened pinning him to the seat. Two bowls filled with what looked like
green slime and yellow yuck were placed in front of him. Matilda put a
large white bib around his neck. It had a picture of Tinkerbelle and
covered his exposed clothing. Using a large spoon, she began quickly
feeding him. First she fed him the green slime which tasted as bad as it
looked then the yellow yucky stuff which tasted even worse. He later
discovered that the green slime had been pureed asparagus and the yellow
pureed squash. By the time she had finished feeding him, his face and bib
were covered in a mix of greens and yellows.
From the high chair, he was led into the dinning room where a playpen had
been set up. It was pink with a bright white plastic mattress with pink
fairies printed on it. In the pen he was given a large baby bottle with a
pink phallic shaped two inch long nipple. The baby bottle contained a
mixture of supplement, milk, sugar, diuretic and castor oil. She shoved
it into his mouth and told him to drink every bit of it or else. With the
fingerless mittens, Jacob could not hold onto the bottle. Seeing the look
on Miss Matilda's face he knew he had to find a way to finish the bottle.
It wasn't until he remembered seeing a baby drinking his milk using both
his little hands and feet to prop it up that he managed to suck on his
bottle. Finished with the foul tasting solution, he was told to play with
the Betsey Wetsey doll. Under Matilda's and Ms. Nelson's watchful eye, he
did as he was told. He watched them from his pen and envied their large
helpings of mouth drooling roast, fresh bread, and all the trimmings as
they ate at the dinning table. The aromas coming from their dinner made
his tummy rumble and he had to concentrate on his doll play. He did not
want any additional punishment and hoped by cooperating his diapering
would not last long.
While the two women were having their after dinner sherry, Jacob's
stomach did a loud rumble and he felt a very strong urge to both urinate
and pass his bowels. He looked up desperately at the two women but seeing
no reaction, mumbled as loudly as he could with the pacifier tied in his
mouth. His mumblings became more frantic with each rumble of his stomach.
Ms. Nelson looked over his way and with a smile said, "Matilda I believe
our little sissy baby is trying to get our attention. Do you think there
might be something the matter with the little tyke?"
Matilda gave him a stare and turning to Ms. Nelson replied, "Oh I don't
think it is anything important enough to interrupt our sherry Madam. Why
don't we play a hand of rummy? Whatever Camille's problem, I am sure it
will pass momentarily."
Both women laughed and began playing cards. Jacob understood Matilda's
little joke and did his best to keep from messing his diapers. He
squeezed his bottom until his face became red but it was to no avail.
With a loud squishing farting sound he filled his diapers to almost
overflowing. His plastic panties managed to contain it all and soon the
initial warmth of his excrement turned cool then cold. He could feel the
cold mess pressing against his bottom and groin. As he squirmed on the
plastic mattress, the mess was further rubbed all around his bottom and
groin and the smell became quite obvious. Tears filled his eyes and he
began crying in total humiliated surrender.
Finished their game of rummy, Matilda took him from the play pen and up
the stairs. As he waddled, the stench became more prominent and his
diaper sagged between his legs. His feelings, as he waddled beside her,
were so new and utterly disgusting that humiliated did not come close to
describing them. The only thing he could do in reaction to these new
feelings was cry and cry hard.
She led him up the stairs and into a room across from his. Inside was
revealed as a little girl's nursery. Painted a soft pink with fairies and
dancing baby blue unicorns and smelling of baby powder and perfume, it
was a baby girl's dream come true. An adult sized crib painted in white
enamel with soft pink chiffon drapery and raised chiffon netting with a
large poof tied off with a bright pink satin ribbon was against one wall.
A changing table stood nearby with shelving filled with diapers and all
the necessary powders and lotions required. A pink plastic mat on the
floor took up most of the remaining space and had numerous dolls,
coloring books and crayons, cut-out books with blunted scissors and paste
stacked in neat piles. A large rocking horse with straps for securing the
rider and a rocking chair finished the furnishings.
Matilda fastened him to the changing table and soon had his filthy diaper
off and his bottom and groin cleaned. Before she pinned his new diaper in
place, she took a small egg shaped white suppository and inserted it into
his anus. A pale yellow plastic panty with six rows of white lace were
pulled up his legs and secured around his waist. The waist cinch and
bullet bra were left on him but the dress removed. The dress was replaced
by a long pale yellow with prancing pink unicorns flannel night gown. It
had a bright yellow satin draw string at the hem so that his feet could
be secured inside. His mittens were replaced with bright yellow satin
ones. A yellow satin mop cap was placed on his head as a finishing touch.
Cleaned and dressed, she took him into his old bathroom where she washed
his face and brushed his teeth. Back in the nursery, she put him in the
crib and gave him another large bottle of formula to drink. To his
surprise, he saw a small DVD television attached to the foot of the crib.
Matilda turned it on and that horrible purple dinosaur with its mind
numbing songs began playing. Again he had to use his feet to secure the
bottle in his mouth. When he had finished it, she put his pacifier back
into his mouth secured it with its ribbon so he couldn't spit it out and
pulled the draw string tight enfolding his feet inside the night dress.
Turning out the lights, she left him imprisoned with that purple dinosaur
still playing on the television.
It seemed to take hours for him to drift off to sleep as his mind kept
repeating all the nasty things that had happened to him. What filled his
mind the most were thoughts of how long could he bear wearing diapers and
what could he do to minimize this punishment. The annoying soft sound of
the television finally faded away as sleep overcame him. Soon after
falling into a fitful sleep, his stomach cramped painfully and he was
woken as he gushed into his diapers. Tears came rushing down his cheeks
as the smelly mess began working its way all over his diapered bottom.
In the morning he was changed and feed another large bottle of formula.
Dressed in a frilly aqua satin baby dress with lots of white floral lace,
matching plastic panties and mittens he was placed on the mat and told to
play with his toys. About an hour later his stomach cramped painfully and
he filled his diaper. Matilda was sitting in the rocker reading a book
when this happened. His pacifier muffled cries caught her attention and
she came over to him. Taking him by the arm, she led him over to the
rocking horse and secured him to the saddle.
"Start rocking and look like you are having fun or that diaper stays on
until lunch time," were her only words. She went back to the rocker and
picked up her book.
As he rocked enthusiastically with a false smile on his lips, the mush in
his diaper was forced into every crease and orifice. It also released the
foul odor into the air and it filled his lungs with its stench. Still he
smiled and rocked determined not to incur any further punishment.
After a lunch of pureed peas, carrots and some of last night's roast, he
was given another bottle of formula. He was told to get back on the mat
and play with his doll cut-outs when they got back to the nursery. Dinner
was a repeat of lunch with pureed liver as the main course and he was
placed back in the playpen while the ladies ate a scrumptious meal just a
few feet away.
Dinner and play time over, he was changed and dressed like the night
before except that she did not insert another suppository. He was so
exhausted by that time, even the purple dinosaur couldn't keep sleep from
overtaking him. The next three days followed this same pattern. By the
end of the forth day, he vowed to do whatever was necessary to never be
punished like that again. He also vowed that if he ever got his hands on
that purple dinosaur, he would tear him into shreds. It took him a long
time to get that silly "I love" song out of his mind.
He did not have to pretend to be happy when Matilda brought him back to
his old room. He was taken into the bathroom and handed his douche kit
along with a tampon. As he worked the nozzle into his bottom, she placed
a pink condom on his erect penis. Even the thought of what was about to
transpire did not bring a frown to his face.
She dressed him in a pair of white bridal satin pantaloons with lots of
lace around the knee, matching satin corset, training bra and camisole. A
pale blue poly blouse with short capped lacy sleeves, pleated front with
a high ruffled collar that tickled his chin was buttoned up the back. A
pair of neon bright baby blue velvet shorts with matching lace frilled
suspenders was next. Blue knee high nylons with attached blue satin
garters and a pair of blue patent leather Mary Jane's with pointed toes
finished his dressing.
At the vanity, he did his best to apply all his cosmetics correctly. It
took him three tries but Miss Matilda did not reprimand him for his inept
attempts. She brushed out his hair and tied a bright blue satin ribbon at
the top of his curly mop.
As he was led down to breakfast, he couldn't help but think that life was
much better even if he had to dress like a stupid sissy. "Even my corset
doesn't bother me," he thought as they entered the kitchen. He did not
realize just how much weight he had lost with the constant diarrhea and
diet. Plus with the tight corseting and waist cincher, his body was
beginning to conform to the metal stays.
After a real breakfast of two pieces of toast, unsweetened tea, and one
poached egg he felt better than he had in a long time. It wasn't until he
stood before Miss Nelson that he began to fret.
"Come here Camille and sit in my lap," she ordered. As he sat on her
upper thigh with his round bottom not sticking over it and his legs
dangling down the other side, she gave him a hug. "You took your
punishment well but I warn you that the next time you give us any
problems....well I think you get the idea. Don't you my little sissy?
Now I want you to tell me who and what you are and I want a sincere
answer."
It took him a moment to compose himself before he replied, "Miss Nelson
my name is Camille and I am a....a little...little sissy." He managed to
convince her that he was sincere and received a broad smile from her full
bright red painted lips.
"Very good my little darling sissy Camille," she began. "As a reward, I
think that you should begin to have other little sissy friends to play
with. Being cooped up in this house all the time is not good for your
development and social skills are a real necessity. I have talked to Mr.
Henri at the salon and he was very helpful. So Saturday morning, I will
send you over to the salon to make some new friends. While you are there
ask him give you a beauty treatment....oh...that precious little tattoo
you have looks so intriguing showing through your blouse. I think, as a
further reward, I'll have Miss Matilda take you back and get a small
unicorn tattooed over your right breast. Isn't that a wonderful idea
Camille?"
Jacob was stunned and in shock with the revelation that he was going to
not only meet other boys just like him but actually have to do things
with them. It took him a moment for her tattoo comment to sink in.
"I asked you if you thought that getting a small unicorn tattoo would be
a wonderful idea Camille."
Her voice brought him out of his stunned silence and knowing that he had
no choice but to sound enthusiastic replied, "Oh yes! That is a wonderful
idea. Thank you so much Miss Nelson."
"I just knew that you would love that idea darling," she said with a
broad smile. She pulled him into her very ample bosom and hugged him
tight. "You are turning into a very special sissy Camille. Now don't go
and ruin it for me by causing any more trouble. Okay, that is enough of
this love fest. Go with Miss Matilda. I am sure that she has lessons for
you to do. Give us a kiss dear before you hop down."
Jacob meant to kiss her on her fat cheek but she surprised him and kissed
him full on the mouth. Her bright red lipstick smearing all over his lips
and chin mixing with his rose pink painted lips. He almost gagged when he
felt her tongue plunge deep into his mouth but kept his promise to
himself....Do whatever it takes to keep from going back to diapers.
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