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FANTASY GONE WAY WRONG By Jillian Spears This is a fictional tale about a guy who just wanted to recreate part of a fantasy story he read. But as we all know things don't always go as we plan, and this was no exception. Rick is about to start his fantasy play day. He has gone over everything he could think of that could possibly go wrong, and has a emergency plan to fix any problem that should arise. To bad his emergency plans don't cover what was about to happen. Part #2 The Fantasy Play Day Has Arrived I was now all set to go upstairs and get change to start my fantasy play day. So upstairs into the attic I headed, to what I call my dress up closet. I keep all of my regular crossdressing outfits in it, plus I also keep my little girl and baby girl outfits way in the back of the closet in two garment bags. I started going through the outfits, trying to decide on my frilliest baby girl looking outfit. I finally picked out a cute, and real frilly short pink party dress, with all its trimmings. This outfit had everything; it even came with a frilly lace bonnet, crinoline, white tights, frilly socks, and pink booties. After locating the outfit I then headed back down to the bedroom, with the complete baby outfit in tow. First, before putting on this cute outfit, I needed to put on the Adult Depends Diaper, and some rubber panties. So I lay down on this large plastic mat that I had put on the bed, then did myself up with tons of baby oil and powder. After that I taped myself into the adult diaper. I had also added two real baby diapers folded up longways inside the adult diaper as soakers. Next came the new pink locking rubber panties that I had gotten off of Ebay. After locking them on with a small padlock, that came with the panties, I followed the rubber panties with a pair of white tights, and then the pair of the frilly pink rhumba panties that had come with my baby outfit. The pink panties were trimmed in 2 inch white lace around the leg openings, and about 5 rows of lace across the rear end, with a cute little pink bow dead center on the rear. Next I put on my cute frilly and lacey pink baby dress, which was also trimmed in tons of white lace and bows, like the panties were. After zipping up the dress I tied the large pink waist sash behind my back into a really large bow. Then came my frilly pink socks, with two rows of white lace trim along the tops of the socks. I followed this with my pink baby booties, which were tied on with white ribbons that had two small silver bells attached, one attached to each ribbon tie on the bootie. I was now all dressed and ready to go. I had bought this whole matching outfit for $230.00 dollars from an adult baby catalog online. It even came with a matching pink baby bonnet; that was covered in cute white lace with a big pink bow in the center, just above the front brim. I picked up the baby bonnet and headed into the bathroom, where I planned on doing my make up. I decided I was going to use a brown eyebrow pencil to put cute little freckles all over my nose, and some on my cheeks. I also put on some Barbie pink lipstick, followed by some rosey pink blush on my cheeks. After that I brushed my hair, which is on the long side, down from the center of my head all around. I then brushed the hair in front to the side just a little, making cute looking bangs. Then I placed the frilly pink baby bonnet on my head, tying the ribbons from the bonnet in a large cute bow under my chin. I then headed back to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom I grabbed Sarah, my dolly, then turned to see myself in the full-length mirror. Wow, was all I could say as I looked at myself in the mirror. I must say I looked oh so adorably cute and babyish in my little outfit. I stood there a couple of minutes, just looking at myself in the mirror, because of what I saw looking back at me. For there in the mirror was the cutest looking baby girl, holding her dolly, as she wiggled back and forth letting her dress swish and sway, like a lot of little girls love to do. I must admit I was thrilled with what I saw and now couldn't wait to get started with my fantasy day. I turned to head out the door of the bedroom, realizing I was leaving both rooms in a big mess, with pictures and other things lying all over. I guess I had about 12 pictures of myself all dressed up as a baby girl sitting in the highchair on the bed. I had been looking at them just to get myself in the mood. I had also taken out my ex large suitcase of kinky stuff I have gotten over the years. The reason was that I kept all the baby stuff I needed for today in it. There was the pink harness that I had made, and the padlock, with the punishment type mittens I made from oven mitts, that had the cat collars glue on to them. The suitcase was now open and stuff from it was also all over the bed. Plus there was the bag of adult depend diapers, baby oil, and baby powder, which were now on the floor next to the bed. I figured I would be back up later on to change, and then clean everything up. So while still holding on to Sarah I turned and grabbed the pink harness I had made, the padlock, plus the mittens, and headed out of the room to go downstairs. As I passed my dresser I placed the keys to the locking rubber panties on the dresser for later. Once downstairs I placed Sarah in the playpen along with the harness, the lock, mittens, some baby toys, blocks, and a large baby rattle I had bought. Wow I can't believe it's actually time to try out my fantasy play day. Before getting into the playpen I went to the kitchen, and I got the two baby bottles full of juice out of the fridge. I had placed them way back to the rear of the refrigerator, and hid them behind some other larger bottles. This was so Jackie, my wife, would not see them. I then took out my large adult size #5 pacifier from inside a bag full of baby stuff I had with me, placed it in my mouth, and tied its ribbon I had attached to it behind my head. I had also attached a little teddy bear pin and pink ribbon that hung from the pacifier to my dress. I had made that whole ribbon and pin set-up for the pacifier about a week earlier. It looked just like what real babies have hanging from their outfits to hold a pacifier if it should fall from their mouths. I figured I had everything that I read about in the story, and then some. I was now all set and ready to go. So I took the baby bottles, and the glass with the frozen key in it, and headed over to the playpen. I placed the baby bottles on the floor of the playpen, and the glass with the key just outside of the playpen. I put the glass in a spot where I could easily reach it after the ice melted, and I also put the extra bag of baby things near the playpen. I then got into the playpen, and put my new homemade baby harness around my waist. After which I sat down in the playpen and hooked up the harness to the chain behind my back, with the padlock. Like it or not I was now stuck in a baby's playpen, wearing a harness and chain set up. I would now have to stay locked to the chain and in the playpen till the ice in the glass melted. For all intended purposes I was now like the guy in the story. I was dressed as a little baby girl, being forced to stay in a playpen, and sucking on a large pacifier till the ice melts, when I could then set myself free. After I checked the chain and lock, I put on my new large size baby bib with "BABY PRINESS" written across the front. Yes sir, if I say so myself I have gone all out to create this baby fantasy day as best I could. Once I knew I was ready I picked up and placed one of the pink oven mitts on my left hand, and strapped it on tight with the cat collar that was hot glued to it. Earlier in the day I had plugged in a hot glue gun and placed it near the playpen, where I could easily reach it from inside. Now it was time to use the glue gun. I picked up the hot glue gun I had laying on a plate nearby, and glued the cats collar buckle closed with lots of hot glue. You see after the glue hardens I can't take that mitten off, even if I wanted too. Once the glue was hardened I put the gun back down on the plate and pushed it to the side more. I went and checked everything around me one more time, making sure everything I needed was near by me. There was Sarah my dolly, the baby toys, plus the bottles of juice, and I had an easy reach to get to the glass when the key finally melts. Everything was all near by either in or around the playpen, and I was all set and ready to go. So I put on the second oven mitt, which also had the cat collar hot glued to it, and to help me just a little I had already started the strap through the belt buckle of the collar. This was so I could pull it tight by using my teeth, which worked pretty well. As I had practiced this move a couple of times before this, I had it down pretty good. So now the second mitt was on my other hand, as tight as I could make it with my teeth. I picked up the TV controller, with my mitten hands and tossed it on to the couch. Now it was far enough away, where I could not get to it. That meant if I want to turn off the Tellitubbies or anything else that was playing on the Baby Spout Channel, I couldn't. I was stuck watching what ever was on, no matter what. It would be just like I read in the story, where the wife made her husband set and watch the baby shows she had taped. He was also kept in a playpen with a harness and chain, almost like the one that is holding me. So here I sat feeling just as helpless as the guy in the story, and pretending that I was forced to dress as a baby girl, that was now secured in a playpen just like the husband in the story. I was pretending to be that husband I had read all about, who was being punished, and treated as an 18 months old baby girl by his wife. To help me feel a little more like that husband I had bought the story I had copied from the computer with me. I did this so I could read it while in the playpen, just to try and get in the mood better. I started reading the story from the very beginning. It was hard trying to turn the pages, with the mittens on, but I did ok. I was feeling great and excited about how everything was going, as I read the story once more. I guess in the first half hour all was going great, as I was reading my story and was about a 4 or 5 pages into the story. Only thing was I was starting to feel a little dumb about being dressed as a baby girl locked in the playpen, but I was still having fun pretending, so I figured it's ok. In my mind I was pretending I was being punished by my wife and was forced to dress as a baby, and chained in a playpen by her. But I was starting to get a little fidgety, as I realized there is really nothing to do. Basically all I could do was play with some toys or watch the kids programs on TV. I was really starting to feel helpless. Was this what I really want to feel like? So to break up the boredom I decided it was time to drink one of the bottles of apple juice I had with me. (Later this proved to be the wrong thing to do). Anyhow I lay down on my back and started drinking the juice, while watching the little kids program on TV. By the time I finished the bottle of juice, I would say about an hour had passed since I had started this whole fantasy thing of mine. It wasn't as much fun or even going as I planned, because I was now bored. So once I finished the bottle I again started to read the story, finishing about half of it. I decided to stop reading for a while and went back to watching the TV. Only I was getting really bored watching the "Backyardigans", thinking gees little kids watch this show, but there was nothing I could do about that, seeing I had no controller to change the channel. Anyhow while still kind of watching the TV. So I sat up and started playing around with the busy box, and some of the baby toys. That's when I realized I needed to go pee real bad. I had expected the need to pee in the adult diaper, and was ready for it. Only I hadn't realized just how much I needed to go. You see before I started all of this today I had gone out for breakfast at the local coffee shop. I had two eggs and toast with home fries, and more then 4 cups of coffee. When I had sat down at a booth in the coffee shop a couple of guys I know came over and sat with me. We must have talked and drank coffee for about an hour. At the time I was drinking the coffee I had no idea it would make me want to pee so much now. Anyhow I let go and really filled up the adult diaper, and to my surprise it held everything. About this time I looked over at the ice in the glass, and to me it looked like it hadn't even melted yet. I had figured it would only take maybe 3 hours at the most that I would be stuck in the playpen, but now that I peed and my diaper was soaked, I didn't like the feeling that much. I know it had only been an hour and fifteen minutes at the most that I had been in the playpen, but still it seemed like I was in here forever already. Thing was I was really soaked now, and there was no one here like in the story, who would change me. I was now stuck in a soaking wet diaper whether I like it or not. Lucky I had used lots of baby oil and powder all over before I put on the adult diaper, plus I had placed the 2 real baby diapers in as soakers. My wife uses the real diapers as cleaning cloths, and had just bought a new package of 24, so I grabbed a couple of the new clean ones to use as soaker pads inside the adult diaper. Ok so there I sat wet, and stuck in a playpen, watching "Backyardigans". I had already finished reading half way through the story, and I was feeling just like the baby I was dressed as. I guess that's what I wanted to feel like, but it's not as much fun when you're by yourself, with no one else around to role-play with you. It wasn't like I had read or planned, and I was definitely starting to realize that. I was really starting to feel like that guy in the story who was forced to dress up as a baby girl, and then chained to a playpen. I was wishing that the dang ice would melt faster so I could get free already. I'm thinking what a dumb move this whole fantasy idea was. There I sat waiting for that dang ice to melt so I could free myself from this playpen. It was about a good hour later, when something I didn't plan on happened. My stomach started to bubble and I felt like I really need to go, but it wasn't pee this time. Oh no this time I had to go #2 really bad, and my stomach was really bubbling. I had not planned on using the diaper for the #2 way at all, and I knew what was happening was not a good thing. OH-Boy! I was thinking this can't be happening to me, not now? Not while I'm still chained in this playpen? Ok I really need to get out of this dang playpen now, and up to the bathroom really fast or else. So I started to use my teeth to undue the cat collar that was around the mitten on my right hand. That was the one that I didn't have hot glue closed. I figured once I freed my hand, I would then reach for the glass with the frozen key stuck in it. Then I would try to get the key out of the ice. It took a little bit of work to get the one mitten off my hand, but once off and free I then went to grab the glass with the ice in it. That's when my fantasy fun day really took a wrong turn, and I had no emergency plan for what was about to happen. Just as I was about to reach for the glass I was hit with this pain in my stomach so bad that I doubled over. Thing was when I was hit with this pain I was already reaching forward for the glass that held the key, but the pain was so bad that it caused me to jerk sideways a little, missing the glass. Instead of grabbing the glass I ended up hitting it, and sending it rolling across the room out of my reach. I'm now thinking, I'm screwed. "OH NO! This can't be happening, not now? Why me?" Why of all times did this have to happen now? I need that key, I really have to go to the bathroom. The thing was at that point I knew it was all over, and there was nothing I could do about it, because the pain happened again! I was hit with such a pain, that there was no way I was holding it back this time. OH NO! I felt it happening and I couldn't even stop myself, boy did I go? I knew right away that I surely had a form of the runs. At least it wasn't the real wet fluid type of the runs. I could tell it still had some kind of firmness to the mess, but it was still a messy thing to have happen, which really had me up set. It was like what do I do now, as I felt myself filling that adult diaper up, because I had gone at lease twice, and was doubled over each time. I'm thinking I don't need this! I have got to get that dang key, and get out of this playpen and this messy diaper now! I could feel the mess in the diaper going all over down there. Luckily the diaper and rubber panties seemed to be holding it all in. I was leaning on one side just a little, so I didn't sit in the mess I had made in my panties. But that was only for a while, as I finally had to give in and just sit down in the stinky mess. Great, now I'm sitting in a stinky, messy diaper, which was already soaked with pee. I could feel everything going all over as I sat there, and I really felt just like the baby I was dressed as sitting in a messy diaper. So there I sat in the playpen trying to figure out how I was ever going to get out of this mess - no pun intended - with out that dang key. It must have been a good half hour later, and I was still trying to figure out how to get to that key. I had tried a number of times to stretch different ways to reach the glass, but it was just a foot or so out of my reach. Then it happened again I had to go one more time. This time I didn't go as much, but I knew it was more then I really wanted it to be, which means I was in a real big mess down there. I had figured out by this time that it was the 4 cups of coffee, mixed with the apple juice that did me in. At this time I was feeling like a real baby sitting in a wet, stinky, and messy diaper that I could already smell. I was wishing my mommy would come home to take me out of the playpen, and change me soon. What I was really worried about was that I could be stuck chained in this playpen till my wife came home the next day. I was at the point where I was trying to figure out how I could break the playpen apart to get free. I really didn't want my wife finding me like this, because #1 she had no idea I even dressed up as a baby girl, and #2 what would I even tell her if she did find me this way? I knew I had to get free and soon. That's when I happened to look over and see the shovel that was for the fireplace kit. I had used it the night before as a dustpan to pick up some dirt. It must have fallen off the fireplace stand when I put it back, and now it was lying on the floor, sticking out just a little bit from under the easy chair. I almost didn't see it there, but I was pretty sure if I stretch a little I could most likely reach it. If I could just get that shovel, maybe I could use it to help reach the glass with the key in it. Sure enough, with a little extra stretching I was able to get hold of the end of the shovel. Wow that was close! I used the shovel to help roll the glass with the key closer to the playpen. Thank god that shovel was there! I now had the glass, but the ice was still stuck inside the glass. I figured out where I had gone wrong with that. You see I hadn't really looked at the glass before, but now I noticed it was not straight down like most glasses. This one went in a little about half way down then came back out, almost like an hourglass, but not as drastic of an indentation. It just had a slight indentation, which is why the ice was stuck and could not come free that easily. So here I sat, with the baby programs still playing on the Spout Channel, and me in a definitely wet, messy, and stinky diaper, holding a glass with a frozen key in it. I was just sitting there waiting for this dang ice to melt more. I sat with my free hand around the glass holding the glass as close to me as I could. I was hopping my body heat would help melt the ice faster. I was also wondering why I ever tried this dumb idea in the first place. By the time the ice melted enough to get the cube free from the glass I had gone pee one more time in the already full diaper, and I had a feeling that diaper was not going to hold much more before it started leaking all over me. Once I had the ice out of the glass and in my hand I started banging it on the corner post of the railing that went around the playpen. Then I tried using my teeth to break it apart even more. I was finally able to get the key free from the ice. Thank God! So I grabbed the key, and went to unlock the padlock, but for some reason it wasn't working. It was hard trying to work on the lock, because it was behind my back. But I could feel that the key was going into the lock ok, only the key wasn't turning or working. Now what's wrong that the key won't unlock the padlock? The more I worked at the lock, the more I started getting frustrated that it didn't work. Just about then I thought I heard someone or something at the back door, but I knew I had locked up the house, and it was only a little after 1pm. I knew noone was supposed to stop by, and Jackie wouldn't be home from her trip till tomorrow. Maybe it's the UPS guy leaving stuff on the back deck like he always does for us, or I'm nervous and just hearing things. So I kept working on the lock, while still listening to see if someone was at or in the house, even though I knew the place was all locked up. It was just about then that I knew my fantasy play day had definitely gone way wrong, and I was now in a world of you know what, *not to mention a diaper full of the same stuff*, for there to my surprise was my wife Jackie walking out from the dinning room doorway. She looked over at me as she stopped in her tracks, and just stares at for about a minute or two. Meanwhile I'm in a state of panic, as I'm trying to get free from the chain, and figure out just how I'm going to explain to her what's going on. All of a sudden I watch as she gets this big smile on her face, and she started talking to me in this mommy to baby talk that all ladies do to little ones. She said, "Oh my, what do we have here? My-oh-my, it looks like a cute adorable baby girl sitting in a playpen? Wow, I really don't remember having a baby girl in the house, but she does look oh so sweet and pretty, just sitting there in that playpen. Let's see now what does that say on her cute bib? Oh how cute, it says 'BABY PRINESS'. Ah that's so adorable, isn't it? I guess there must be a new little baby girl in the house then? Well aren't you the cutest little thing ever? Yes you are! I must say you look so adorably cute in that little baby dress and bonnet, yes you do sweety pie? OH that's so cute just watching you sucking happily away on your pacifier like a good little girl. You must be waiting for mommy to get home to take care of you, aren't you pumpkin? Now tell me is mommy's little girl having fun playing with all her toys and dolly in her little playpen? Maybe mommy's little pumpkin can tell her just what the heck is going on here? That's of course if baby can talk, seeing she looks like she is only about 18-months-old?" You could say I was in such a state of panic I missed much of what she was saying. But I tried to start explaining what was happening, and why I was in the playpen dressed as I was, but I still had the large pacifier in my mouth. As I started to talk Jackie started to giggle even more, saying oh how cute she even sounds like an 18 months old baby. Oh great, I'm thinking the dang pacifier is still in my mouth. So I reached up and removed the pacifier. Meanwhile a thousand things were running through my mind as I removed the pacifier and tried again to explain. Dang this was definitely something I really didn't want Jackie find out about or to even see me dressed as. I really didn't want her finding out like this that's for sure. I sure didn't expect this to be happening, but I started to try again to explain to Jackie what was going on, but she just seemed to ignored me, and what I was saying, as she just kept up with this mommy voice talking to a baby, even though she knew I was trying to explain. She just went on asking me all these dumb questions in that mommy to little baby sounding voice. She was saying things like, Baby doesn't look too happy about seeing mommy, or even being in her playpen, maybe mommy can help? Gee I wonder if baby is unhappy because she is hungry? No she has her bot-bot, and she even has her dolly with her. Uh-Oh! Wait a minute? What's that mommy smells? Did baby do poopies in her diaper? OH! I think maybe that could be the reason she not happy? I think baby has done something stinky in her panties hasn't she? YEP! Mommy is pretty sure that someone has done stinkies here, and I wonder who that could be? Jackie again says to me, maybe baby would like to tell her mommy all about her day, and what is going on here? I know I better sit down first, because I'm sure this has got to be some really great and interesting story. Finally Jackie was going to let me start explaining to her why I was dressed like I am and what I was doing. I started to tell her the whole story, and how today started out as a fun experiment to recreate a part to a story I had read. I went on to explain that I was just trying to see how it would feel to be forced to stay in a playpen dressed as a baby girl. I told her that I wasn't hurting anyone by doing this, and explained how I had read a story about someone it was done to, and for some reason, I just wanted to see how it felt. I mentioned that I knew she wasn't into any role-playing ideas like this. So that's why I waited till she would be away for a day or two on one of her business trips to try this little fantasy play day out. Only things went kind of wrong. I then mentioned about placing the key the glass and freezing it. Then I mentioned about the apple juice and how it gave me the runs, which I had not planed on. I told her I was pretty sure it was because I may have drunk to much coffee earlier at breakfast, which mixed with the apple juice caused the runs. I explained to her how I had reached for the glass, and hit the glass, which sent it rolling away out of my reach, but once I got the glass the ice didn't melt as fast as I figured it would. I went on to tell her that after I was finally able to get the key free from out of the ice, I found that for some reason it didn't seem to work, and I can't see back there to figure out what's wrong. I went on to ask her if she could please take the key, and let me out so I could go upstairs and get cleaned up. I explained that I would then come back downstairs and tell her everything about what was happening today. I tried telling her that it was all done in fun, and that I knew she would never be part of anything like this. So that's why I waited till she went away on a business trip to try it out. I had figured I would be out of the playpen and my outfit, with everything put back away, and in place way before 3pm today. Plus I would have had the house all cleaned up before she got home tomorrow. So I asked her again if she would please unlock the lock, so I could go upstairs to clean up, and then we can talk, because I knew she had questions. Plus I told her that really don't like sitting here in this soaked, messy, and stinky diaper. That's when thing really did go wrong, because to my surprise Jackie looked at me and said, "OH-NO, sweety pie, mommy has some other plans for baby first! Mommy doesn't think we can let you out just yet. You see sweety pie, mommy has such a great idea. Mommy's not letting you free till I take some pictures of such an adorably cute looking baby girl. I mean here you are, all dressed up so pretty and sweet, just so you could surprise your mommy when she came home, and boy did you ever. So to remember just how sweet you were to surprise mommy like that mommy thinks she needs to have some cute pictures of you all dressed up so adorably don't you? I mean what mommy wouldn't want to have cute baby pictures of her darling little baby girl. Especially when she's all dressed up so adorably cute like you are? Think about it babykins, why should I let you go through all that trouble of dressing up so sweetly, and not have some really cute baby pictures, so I can show you off to all of mommy's friends? NO WAY Jackie! I won't let you take pictures of me dressed like this. You can't do this to me! Jackie goes oh but babykins if you want out of that playpen I would think it over." I thought she couldn't be serious about taking pictures and showing everyone could she? Now I was really scared, would she really show pictures of me dressed like I am, sitting in a playpen, to her friends? By then Jackie had walked over where I was sitting in the playpen. She was now standing over me, looking down at me, while smiling at my predicament. That's when she saw the one mitten on my left hand. So she asked me about the mitten and why I had it on. I didn't want to upset her anymore, so I figured it best to tell her the truth. I figured if I change the subject she would drop this thing about taking pictures. So I mentioned that earlier I had both hands cover, but I had made it so one mitten could be taken off, so I would be able to fetch the key. She went on to ask me what they were for? So I told her that when the two mittens are on it kind of adds to the feeling of helplessness. I explained that when the mittens are secured on both hands with the cat collars your hands become useless. I had read about someone using something like them in a story to make their husband as helpless as an 18 months old baby. I explained that I had made the mitts myself out of oven mitts, and I had set it up so I could take the one the mitt off, because I needed to get to the key later. This way I could get one hand free so when I needed to, and I could unlock the padlock. Jackie said, "Ok I get the idea now, with both mittens on you are basically as helpless as any 18 months old baby would be? That's kind of neat idea you had there. So why don't we put the other mitten back on so I can take some really cute pictures of a helpless little baby girl?" I looked at her and said, "Come on Jackie, you have got to be kidding, right? Do you really need to take pictures of me dressed like I am? What if our friends did see them? Why don't you just unlock the lock, and let me out of the harness so I can get upstairs, and clean myself up please?" That's when Jackie got this mad kind of look on her face and said to me, "Look 'Little Miss Poopy Pants', you're the one who wanted to dress up and play baby today, not me! So I would listen up real close here sweety cheeks, as you now have two choices. You either let me take some nice baby pictures of you all dressed up, looking so adorably cute in your frilly little baby outfit, while sitting in this playpen. Or you can take door number two, and you can stay locked up in that playpen, wearing that stinky messy, diaper till bedtime, which if I have my way will be about midnight. It's all up to you Missy, whatever mommy's little baby girl wants to do we will do." I looked at her as she was smiling down at me, and knew I was licked. So I gave in and said, "Ok, take your pictures, but please don't show them to anyone." She then said, "If mommy wants to show how adorable you look all dressed up to our friends, that's mommy choice, as babies have no choice in the matter. Just remember, after I let you free I will still have this pictures, so watch your step." I knew I was in big trouble now! After that she said, "Now where's that other mitten?" She then asked how she should put the mitten back on. I explained how the cat collar is glued to the mitt and how to buckle it on, as I showed her my other hand that had the mitten still on. That's when she noticed all the glue around the buckle of the other mitten. So she asked me, "What is with the glue on the other cat collar buckle?" I told her that I had hot glued the buckle closed just for realism, which makes it really hard to take off. I explained to her that on this hand I just strapped the cat collar on. This way I could take it off easily, when I needed to get free to get the key to the lock. Jackie then said, "Oh, that must be what I smell burning? It's the hot glue gun right?" I said, "Oh yeah, that's right! Wow! I forgot all about it. It's right over there, behind that bag of stuff sitting on a plate, and I think it's still on." Dang I'm thinking to myself, guess the glue gun is still on and hot? Why didn't I think of that to help melt the ice? Boy, talk about dumb moves on my part? Anyhow I snapped back to reality as Jackie said, "Now where's that mitten?" Jackie then reached in and picked up the other mitten I was handing her. She placed it on my hand, then she pulled the cat collar really tight and buckled it up. The next thing I saw is she had the hot glue gun in her hand, and was hot glueing the buckles on the mitten, just like I did to my other hand. So I asked her, "What the heck are you doing?" She said, "Well, you wanted realism, didn't you? Now you have it, because now both your hands are as helpless as a real little baby's. The way I see it you now can't use either one of them. That should make you really happy, right? Now you are as helpless as an 18 month old baby, which I guess is what you really wanted to feel like isn't it?" I was shocked as I looked at her, and she actually looked like she was enjoying doing this to me. So there I sat chained in a playpen, wearing a complete baby girl's outfit, sitting in a soaked, poop filled, messy, and really stinky diaper, with both my hands now in mittens that made me as helpless as an 18 months old baby. I sat there with a stunned look on my face, as I watched my wife start off to get her digital camera. I can't believe that she is actually going to take pictures of me dressed like I am, while sitting in a playpen. How did I ever end up like this? Today was supposed to be a fun day of fantasy play, and now look what's happening to me? The day is getting progressively worse and turning into a nightmare. Why did I ever think of trying to make this fantasy come true? As Jackie walked away to get her camera I could tell that she was having fun making me stay in the playpen dressed as a little baby girl in a messy stinky diaper. She came back about 10 minutes later, holding her camera and told me to hold my dolly and smile. She then placed the large adult #5 pacifier back in my mouth, tying it loosely behind my head, as she took some more pictures with me holding my dolly Sarah. I then had to keep the pacifier in, while still holding Sarah, and lift my dress up enough with my mittened hands, and turn a little sideways, as she wanted me to show off my frilly panties and diaper to the camera. She took about a dozen or more pictures, some with me trying to hold the baby rattle, then me drinking from my bottle. Plus trying to play with the busy box, with my hands in the mittens, while holding on to my dolly, and the pacifier still in my mouth. After she finished with the pictures she said, "Ok babykin,s we're all done, wasn't that so much fun? Mommy sure had a great time watching and making baby perform for the camera." That's when I spat out the pacifier from my mouth, as I watched her scanning through all the pictures she took in the digital camera. I was getting really mad as I wanted out of this dang playpen now and started to tell her so. She just kept ignoring me, as if I was a little baby throwing a temper tantrum, while she went on saying how cute and adorable I looked in all of the pictures, and how great they all came out! I looked at her once more with this mad look on my face and my voice getting a louder and madder sound to it, and asked her if she could please get up off the couch, and let me out of this dang playpen now? She calmly looked at me while saying, "Baby looks so upset, but I'm afraid mommy can't let you out just yet sweety pie! I'll let you out when I get back downstairs, ok?" I was now stunned, as I said, "WHAT!? What do you mean when you get back downstairs? I need to get cleaned up now, not later." Jackie went on the say in this mommy type calm voice, "Now sweety pie, you will have to stay in there till I get back downstairs. Mommy wants to go upstairs and change her clothes, and then use the bathroom first. I'm a big girl, you know. I'm not a little 18 months old baby like you, sweety. I know how to go potty on the big girls toilet, where I see you are still wearing your diaper," and she laughed. "Some day mommy will teach you how to use the potty, but for now mommy has to go upstairs." She then started for the stairs, but just before leaving she turned and put my pacifier back in my mouth, tying the ribbon kind of tightly behind my head. Jackie then told me that she wanted to see it in my mouth, with me happily sucking away on it, when she gets back. She said that if the pacifier is not in my mouth with me having a really good time sucking on it, when she returns I will be staying in that playpen wearing that wet and stinky diaper for another 2 hours as punishment. "Now turn around and watch your little baby programs on TV till I get back." Great now she wants to role-play as my mommy. I had asked her so many times in the last 5 years if we could go out shopping as two girlfriends, or bake cookies together while I was dressed. I had even asked her if we could go out with me dressed to an out of the way restaurant on Halloween just for fun. She always said NO! That she wants no to be part of my crossdressing ideas, or role-playing. Now all of a sudden she is ok with role-playing as my mommy? So there I sat as she headed upstairs to change. She just left me there chained and harnessed to a playpen, dressed like an 18 months old baby girl, holding on to a little girl's doll, while sucking, as she had requested, happily on an adult size pacifier. Plus I was wearing a soaked, messy, stinky diaper. I mean, what else could possibly go wrong? I was soon going to find out the answer to that question. To be continued.