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Note: I got the idea for this story from one I saw at another site a long time ago. But, other than the basic premise, this is an original story. Hope you enjoy it! My Daughter My Babysitter Let me say that I don't believe I deserve this almost unreal twist of fate, although I'm sure my daughter and, to a lesser degree my wife, think its payback time. But I must admit that certain events that have transpired have been more exciting than I could have ever imagined, although I could have never imagined this happening to me. This is the story of recent events that have turned my life upside-down due to circumstances that I have had no control over. My name is Pat, and Betty and I have been married for ten years and between the two of us we have two children. I have a boy, aged 12...almost 13, who will be in 7th grade, and Betty and I have a girl, aged 14...almost 15, who will be a freshman. Susie was four when we got married and although she was cute as a bug, she was sort of a tomboy...and I decided right then and there that she would become more feminine as she grew up. I adopted Susie soon after Betty and I married so she was legally my daughter. Brock, my son, lives with my ex-wife, who gained custody of him when we divorced. But he lives close by and does visit and stay with us every other week-end, some holidays and a couple of weeks in the summer. Over the past 10 years, we have had a fairly happy marriage although Betty and, aespecially, Susie had built up a resentment for my authoritarian philosophy in how a family should be handled. I was very strict in the early years and wasn't afraid to discipline Susie when I felt it necessary...including spankings at times. I also insisted that she dress and act very girly and would even go so far as to purchase a lot of her clothing that fit my idea of what a girl should wear. Betty never really agreed with a lot of what I did but just sort of let it go since she didn't want to confront me, knowing how unpleasant that could be. Susie, on the other hand, has been a handful since she was 10. She developed early in life and matured quickly, size-wise and emotionally, and by the time she was 12 looked and wanted to dress more like a 17 year old. She knows what she has and uses it every chance she gets. This has led to many confrontations between Susie and me the last few years although I have maintained my my strict control over her....until recently, that is. When she was 13 things changed dramatically with our family dynamics. I still don't like the way she has now been allowed to dress, and don't think her choice of clothing, friends and activities are healthy for a girl her age. And now whatever authority I may have had with her she has managed to undermine and she is sometimes even disrespectful to me....like she's trying to get even for all the years I was totally in charge. Plus, Betty seems to be enjoying the fact that I am no longer calling the shots.....including in our bedroom, where I always was the dominant in our lovemaking. Abrupt changes to my health are what was responsible for upsetting our household routines. About a year ago I started having pains in my lower abdomen and noticed that I was having to frequently make visits to the bathroom....like I just couldn't go long without having to urinate. It finally got to where I went to my doctor who did the normal routine of tests. It was determined that I had an enlarged prostate as well as the early stages of developing a tumor. Luckily it was benign, but I still needed to get it reduced as well as the size of my prostate. Several different medications were tried either with little success or my suffering allergic reactions. So my doctor then decided to try a medication that had proven to be successful in men who couldn't tolerate other medications. Female hormones had years ago been the primary drugs used to treat my type of condition, but recent discoveries of alternative medications had mostly made them obsolete, except in cases such as mine. I was put on a low dose of a powerful synthetic female estrogen hormone called Estinyl and it seemed to work quite well. Only problem was that it has to be administered in such low doses that the healing process would take longer....possibly up to a couple of years or more. And I had to learn to live with side-effects, one of which was a lessening of my aggressive attitude. In fact, the Estinly had calmed me to the point where I no longer was able to maintain my authority status at home, and therefore the reason I said that my daughter was finally able to assert her own true personality. Plus my wife was very lenient with her and even encouraged her to spread her wings and start making her own choices in clothing and everything else. She even allowed her to start dating the 16 year old boy next door, Andrew, which I was totally opposed to. I also had to learn to live with other side-effects from the medication such as mood-swings, periodic tenderness of my nipples and loss of sexual stamina. Actually the Estinyl did gradually restore my libido, which had suffered dramatically from the first drugs that were unsuccessfully administered to me and caused me losing my ability to have an erection as well as loss of libido. But my wife had grown tired and gotten bored with my lack of sexual prowess after a few months and no longer was even interested in sexual contact with me. However, I was soon to find out that the proper stimulus, from a very unlikely source, could still bring me sexual arousal and release. It all started early in the summer just as school was getting out. I began doing some remodeling around the house, you know paint, floors, that sort of thing. One day early in June I was up on the ladder in Susie's room washing the walls and getting them ready for paint. Susie came barreling in the room screaming about me being in her room without asking and shook the ladder. I lost my balance and fell hitting my head on the bedpost. I could see Susie yelling for her mom but could hear no sound and then the room went black. I gradually became aware of my soundings. I could hear sounds and murmurs and make out bleary figures but could not focus on the details. I must have drifted in and out for a while. I finally woke up and could hear clearly and see much better and realized I was in the hospital. I tried to move but nothing would respond, I could not move my arms or legs and I realized that I had a tube down my throat to help me breathe. My wife stood over the bed and realized that I was awake; she asked if I knew who she was and could understand her. I blinked my eyes rapidly in response; she said she would get the doctor. The doctor came in and stood over my bed, I could see Betty take my hand but could not feel her, I was scared that I would be like this forever. The doctor smiled down at me as she explained what had happened. Apparently, the blow to the head had caused some internal bleeding in my head. They we able to stop it but as there often are some complications set in. I had contracted a viral infection. The infection was short-lived but the results would take some time to recover. The infection had cause a severe paralysis; I had lost all control of my nerves hence the ventilator and the lack of feeling and movement. She went on to explain that this infection was rare but in most cases, recovery was 100% with a great deal of physical therapy. In a few cases, there was residual local paralysis but we would not know for at least a year if it was permanent or not. I blinked my eyes in understanding as she asked if I understood what was going on. She went on to explain that later that day they would see if the ventilator could be removed. I continued to blink in understanding. A week after waking up, I was starting to get some mobility back, I could breath on my own and sit up for longer periods of time and had some movement in my arms and legs. My throat muscles were still very weak and I could not talk or swallow solid food. My wife asked about bringing me home and the doctors felt it would be ok if I had someone around all the time to help care for me. That's when I heard the bad news. Betty had gotten very busy at work and would need to be away from the house quite a lot, but Susie would be glad to care for me. The doctors felt I would recover quicker at home and agreed. As I was wheeled out of the hospital a week later, I took stock of my condition. I could still not talk or eat solid foods so I would have to be on a completely liquid diet. I had been fed by a tube the whole time in the hospital and I wasn't sure how I would be fed at home. But I did overhear bits and pieces of a conversation Betty had with the doctor and she was asking him about some kind of diet she had in mind...and all I heard was him saying that it was a little unorthodox but that the nutrition would be excellent for me. The doctors felt that it would be sometime before I would get total control of the muscles in my throat. I couldn't even swallow pills, so I was to start getting injections of the Estinyl, which Betty was shown how to administer. I could sit up for longer periods and had some movement in my arms and legs but very little motor control. Worse yet I had no control of my bodily functions, a fact that was evident by the bulky disposable diaper under my scrub pants. The fact that I had been off solid foods for so long helped in limiting the number of messy diapers but did not lessen my embarrassment. I also had lost a tremendous amount of weight and looked like a mere shell of my former self. I actually was smaller than Susie and looked to be about the size she had been around age 10 or so. This was quite humiliating to a guy who had always been in total control of everything and everyone until recently. First the side-effects from the hormones I was on for my prostate problem, which I had to still take for quite awhile longer...and now this. All I could think of was...what next? We drove home with me in the backseat in a special harness that kept me sitting upright like a small child who had to be strapped in. My wife explained that she was able to have some modifications made to the house in order to be ready to care for me at home. Susie was home when we got there and I was able to get myself into a wheel chair and Susie pushed me inside. I was wheeled into the front room and a few of Susie's girlfriends were there. Judy who was her age and lived next door and was Susie's boyfriend Andrew's sister. Bonnie, who lived across the street, and Lisa, who lived just down the street. They were also Susie's age of 14. Susie smiled as she came up to me and gave me a big hug, apologizing for knocking me off the ladder and promising to take good care of me while I recovered. She had a huge devilish grin on her face as she said that. She must have seen the bulk under my scrubs, squealing, "He's wearing diapers, does that mean I have to change him?", she asked my wife while her girlfriends giggled at the thought. My wife explained that I had very little muscle control and that I was very much like a 6-month- old baby. I would need to be changed, fed, bathed and cared for until I could learn to do it myself. She explained that it might take me a year to recover. I sat mortified, it had just hit me, and I did not like the situation at all. I tried to communicate my displeasure but all that would come out was a garble of grunts and noise, and one of her friends said, "oh my gosh he even sounds like a baby." I turned beat red and stopped making any sounds, not wanting to reinforce my helplessness. My wife asked Susie to push me back into my room and she would show her how to help me in and out of bed and to change my diaper. Susie asked if her friends could help her and Betty thought it would be ok, thinking the more help Susie had the better care I would get. Susie pushed me back past the master bedroom to the room at the end of the hall. My wife explained that she had fixed up this room in order to make it easy for Susie to care for me. The spare room had been Susie's up until a couple of years ago when she moved into another of the 4 bedrooms we have. Her new room is decorated much differently than this one....not nearly as girly. This room is decorated in a Barbie theme. The walls are light pink, a Barbie bedspread and matching curtains as well as decals of Hello Kitty and Barbie's on the wall. Brock had to start sleeping in this room after Susie moved and redecorated the room that he had used when he stayed with us. I can't imagine how he must have felt having to sleep in Susie's old room, decorated as frilly as it was and even having most of Susie's old clothes still in the dresser and closet. But he never complained. And now he will have to start sleeping in the guest room when he comes to visit since this was to be my room for the forseeable future. The bed had been replaced with a modified hospital bed, a little lower to the floor to make it easy to get in and out of but still had the side rails that came up to prevent anyone from falling out. Way too much similarity to a baby's crib. There was a low padded table along the wall, underneath the shelves were stacked high with what looked like cloth diapers. Susie rolled me over to the table, looked at me and winked...and announced "time for a didee change". Her friends just giggled. Betty showed her how to lift and roll me onto the table on my back. Straightening out my legs, she slipped the scrubs off, exposing my soggy diaper, much to the amusement of the audience in the room. "Man he's really wet," Bonnie commented and my wife explained my only food source was liquid and cautioned about letting me get dehydrated. She reminded Susie that she would have to make sure that I drank plenty of liquids and the only way she could figure to do that was by feeding me with a baby bottle. "Oh, that reminds me," said Betty. "Bonnie, would you please go call your sister and see if she can bring over some supplies that we're gonna need right away." Bonnie's sister, Tammy, was 16 and had dropped out of school after she became pregnant while a sophomore at age 15, but she decided to keep the baby and her family was very understanding and supportive of her. She continued to live at home and was even being home- schooled so she could be with her baby and still get an education. The father of the child, Tammy's boyfriend at the time, was a very immature 18 year old who just dropped out of sight. So Tammy now had a 2 month old baby girl named Hannah. All the girls wondered what supplies Tammy might have for me. And, so did I! Bonnie returned and said Tammy would be over soon and Betty went on to explain that she had ordered all of the supplies to take care of me through a store that dealt with adult babies. Susie asked what she meant about adult babies. Betty explained that some grownups like to act or be treated like babies and there were stores that provided all of the things a baby would need but in an adult size. She reached down and picked up a cloth diaper, holding it to show the girls. I could see the diaper was indeed adult size but not plain white, rather a pastel pink. She chose a few more and each was a different color and some had childish patterns with nursery rhyme characters. Betty also pulled out a number of plastic pants, "see they even have baby pants that fit over them." The girls started laughing as she held up a couple of frilly baby pants large enough to fit over my diapered bum. Susie asked why she had bought frilly girly stuff. A good question, I thought. Betty explained that she had placed a bulk order and had let them know she needed complete baby care items to care for an adult 24 hours a day. She explained that she was not sure what all she needed and had asked the company to provide everything they thought she might need. The store said they had a special sale price of a huge package of supplies/clothes for a customer who had never picked them up and Betty had told them that would be great and bought it all without knowing it had all been ordered for an adult baby girl. She said there were many boxes of clothes that she did not think we would need as most were big baby girl clothes and she had left them in the garage. She showed the girls where the bottles were that would be used to feed me until I could do so myself. Next to them were two large pacifiers and Susie picked them up and put one in my mouth. I did have enough control to spit it out and Betty snapped at Susie not to tease me, but I also saw her smile and wink at Susie and Susie winked back. Betty then leaned over me and whispered in my ear to where the girls couldn't hear...."maybe you shouldn't have been so hard on Susie all these years, snookums!" Then she gave me a look that I knew she was enjoying every minute of my torment. I laid there with my disposable diaper for all to see and could do nothing about it. Betty told them she would show them how to change me. She said that the disposables were not good for my skin and that the girls would be using cloth diapers on me. Bonnie piped up with "that's what Tammy uses on Hannah." Betty smiled and explained that she would show them how to change me and if each of them wanted to practice, they could. She untaped the disposable, exposing my manhood to the open air, the cool damp air causing it to shrink to about half it's size. The girls started to snicker as my manhood twitched and shrunk in size. Betty arranged two poles, one on each side of my waist attached to the table and showed the girls how to gently pull my legs back and place them in the stirrips at the top of the pole. She explained that this would raise my hips and spread my legs so that I could be cleaned and a new diaper placed underneath me. Lisa piped up and said "this is like when I had to go for my first pelvic exam last month....having to put my legs and feet in stirrips". Everyone giggled when she said that. Betty removed the disposable diaper after my bottom was raised and exposed and quickly disposed of it. She then reached out for a tube that contained pre-wetted baby wipes and pulled one out from the opening in the top. "You have to make sure you thoroughly clean up all the mess so that he will be ready for a clean diaper." With that she started rubbing the baby wipe all over my bottom crack. Then she got a fresh one and started running it over my crotch...around my scrotum and the delicate testicles inside. More giggling as the girls got a close-up view of my privates which had shrunken even more. Susie suddenly exclaimed, "how was he ever able to father a son with such a pathetic set of penis and balls?" More laughter. I was so embarrassed but could do nothing but take it. Betty explained to the girls that I was also on a medication that had caused my privates to get much smaller than they used to be. Judy asked what she meant and Betty asked her if she had ever heard of when a man has prostate problems and she said she did cause her granddad had that years ago. Betty told them that the medicine to help that problem can cause side-effects in a small amount of men that make the genitals shrivel up a little. She emphasized the words 'small' and 'shrivel' and 'little' and the girls picked up on that and giggled even louder. Betty then looked at me and mouthed the words "serves you right'. Susie then piped up, "looks like he's one of those SMALL amount of men!" All I wanted to do was crawl away and hide...but I had no choice but lay there, legs secured up high in stirrips and my privates exposed for all to see. Betty then wiped around my penis and explained that we had to make sure every LITTLE thing was clean!! More giggles. Once I was clean she asked if anyone wanted to put baby lotion on me and Bonnie said she would...that she was used to doing it with Hannah. I cringed as this cute, sweet innocent 14 year old came towards me and picked up the bottle of Johnson's baby lotion. She smiled at me and poured a generous amount in her hands and moved closer to me. First she rubbed it on my bottom and up my crack moving closer to my genitals. When she reached my scrotum she said that Hannah didn't have anything like this. Betty told her to be careful as she rolled my testicles around in her hands. She did squeeze too hard a couple of times and I raised my bottom up as she did. Judy said she thought I was really liking it since I was thrusting up for more. With that Bonnie grabbed my penis and started rubbing the lotion all over it. She even started a stroking motion that was beginning to stimulate me...the first I had actually felt in months. It was then that I realized my libido was returning. I still couldn't get erect, because if I had been able to, I'm sure Bonnie would have caused it to. I started rotating my bottom around and Susie said "I think he's really enjoying this, Bonnie. Looks like you have another baby GIRL who likes baby lotion." With that I almost orgasmed, but of course Bonnie had no idea what she was causing in me and just stopped when she thought I was lotioned enough. But I did leak a little clear fluid that Susie noticed, but she didn't say anything. She just smiled at me and ran her tongue around her lips as if trying to tell me something. Betty then asked if anyone wanted to powder me and Lisa said she would. She took the bottle of powder and opened it and started sprinkling it all over me. Betty told her to get it all over...so Lisa sprinkled it all around my scrotum and lifted my penis so she could get it in every nook and corner. I was almost starting to enjoy this even though my mind was rebelling. I hadn't realized until that moment when this diapering started that my penis would actually respond to touch again. It had been so long and felt so good. I had never dreamed that my limp penis could be so responsive. Always before my sexual activities had been with an erection. Betty then said it was time for the diaper to be placed on me and Susie quickly said she would do it....since it would primarily be her doing it from now on. I winced as she brought one of the cloth diapers out to where I could clearly see that it was a light pink color and had the words 'sweet baby girl' printed all over it. As she drew it up through my legs and got ready to pin it, she quickly put her hand down the front and grabbed my still excited penis and rubbed it just for a couple of seconds....staring at my eyes...and I felt a jolt as I leaked another small pool of fluid into her hand. I also realized that my baby sized penis was becoming erect...oh my god....I was getting turned on by my own daughter! She stopped short of bringing me to full orgasm and I'm sure it was intentional. I then wondered just how much she knew about male anatomy and sexuality. It appeared she knew much more than I would have ever thought she could have and I wondered if it was due to her now dating Andrew. She leaned down and whispered in my ear.."daddy, you and I are gonna have so much fun with me being your babysitter...it will be so kewl to have a BABY GIRL to take care of and I'm gonna take good care of you." She then pinned the diaper snuggly and stood up and went "ta da!!" Everyone applauded and I just laid there wishing a big hole would swallow me up! Betty then released my legs from the stirrips and told the girls how well they had done and that she knew she could trust them to take good care of me when she couldn't. Susie looked at her mom and smiled and said "oh don't worry mom........we'll take very good care of HER!" I knew I was in trouble!! Betty then told the girls they probably should also clean me up the rest of the way since I hadn't had a good bathing in quite awhile. Judy said she'd take off the scrubs top and moved to start unbuttoning it. Lisa had helped me to lift up so she could get it off and I sat upright as it was removed. Susie started pointing at my chest and had the funniest look on her face so I, as best I could, looked down and saw that with all the weight I had lost, my skinny chest was displaying two very small, but distinct, breast buds. I was horrified as I realized that my previously muscled chest had pretty much hidden what I had thought were just two very sensitive areas around my nipples. But with the muscles gone, there was no question that the Estinyl had caused my normally manly chest to now be proudly displaying two small, budding orbs that a 12 or 13 year old girl would be so proud of. "Oh my god, mom.........what is that? What's wrong with daddy's chest?" The other girls had gathered around me and were staring at my engorged nipples. Susie reached out and touched one of them and then squeezed it. I winced in a combination of pain and pleasure. Her touch felt both bad..and good all at the same time. It seemed everything my daughter was doing to me was turning me on. Betty sort of gasped also because she had no idea this had happened, even though she knew it was one of the possible side-effects of the Estinyl. Then she smiled and again gave me one of those 'serves you right' looks. "Well, you remember what I told you about the medicine he's taking that caused his 'privates' to shrink...well this is another possible side- effect that happens to just a SMALL number of men." "You mean he's growing tits?", Susie asked. "Just what kind of medicine is he taking, mom?" "Well, it's estrogen...like you girls have in your bodies. But it's a very small amount that works to help heal his prostate. And sometimes this happens." Susie wouldn't let up, "you mean he has hormones in his body that are just like the ones I have and it should make him feel better but it also makes him grow tits and be more girly? Wow....we really do have a baby GIRL here, don't we?" Bonnie giggled and said "well even Hannah doesn't have tits yet." That caused everyone to start laughing and I knew the humiliation was just going to get worse. Not only am I having to suffer with an injury that was caused by my daughter but it's even going to be worse because of my other medical condition too. And it did get worse because Judy spoke up and said "this is so cool...his tits are almost exactly like mine are." And with that she pulled up her little tank top and revealed a very small training bra that had two just barely discernable bumps in the cups. "Glad I'm not the only GIRL here with small titties". Lisa told Judy that she could share her training bras with me. More giggling! This was getting worse by the minute! Betty had a concerned look on her face but also was just sort of going along with it all. "Now girls, please don't tease him TOO much. None of this is his fault and we have to take good care of him. So try not to embarrass him TOO much." She then looked squarely at my chest and just started shaking her head. Susie's friends had to leave and I was relieved that I wouldn't have to be humiliated anymore in front of them...at least for this day. They each told me good-bye and said how sorry they were that I had to face being in this condition, but that they would be happy to help in any way they could. I heard a lot of giggling and talking as they were leaving and I'm sure they all had a lot to think about from what they had seem the last hour or so. Betty then told Susie that she needed to show her how to administer my injections since she would probably have to be doing most of them. She got a syringe and a bottle of the Estinyl and told Susie to roll me over on my stomach. All I could think of was that my 14 year old daughter was going to be giving me shots of estrogen with the full knowledge of what it was doing to my body. She was grinning as she rolled me over indicating that she was enjoying this way too much. "Now you have to be very careful, so pay close attention. I'm just going to put sterilized water in it to demonstrate and then you can try with the real stuff." Betty then stuck the needle of the syringe into the solution of water and showed Susie how to measure it and draw the plunger back to get the liquid into the syringe and check to make sure it was at the right mark. "He is to get 25 cc's every other day...no more, no less....the dosage has to be exact. I've marked on a calendar the days he's to be dosed so you won't forget." Then she came closer and pushed my diaper a little to the side so my butt cheek was exposed and she pinched a little skin together and quickly plunged the needle into me and depressed the plunger sending the liquid into my butt. It didn't really hurt but it was, again, more humiliation for me to endure. "Now I want you to try it but with the real medication this time." She handed Susie a clean syringe and the bottle of Estinyl. Susie must have paid close attention to what her mom did because she quickly and almost effortlessly had the syringe ready for me. Susie then pulled the other side of my diaper to the side exposing my other butt cheek and plunged the needle into me. I was able to watch her face as she depressed the plunger and she had a most devilish look in her eyes...like she was realizing that not only did she have almost total control over me now anyway, but that she was injecting me with medicine that would keep me calm, compliant and under her control. My penis twitched at that thought and I again couldn't understand why I was reacting to Susie like this. "Looks like you'll have no problem doing that," Betty said, "Just make sure you follow the schedule and dosage. And remember that giving him too much could make the side-effects much worse so be very, very careful." Susie grinned at her and said, "Don't worry mom, I'll do it right. In fact, I think I'll go on the internet and read up on all this prostate and hormone stuff so I'll know a lot more about it. I want to make sure he gets what he needs." She then flashed a devilish grin at me that her mom couldn't see and clearly mouthed the words "I'll decide how much you need!", as she pointed at my budding boobs. I shuddered at the thought of her injecting me with incorrect dosages of the Estinyl. The doorbell rang and Betty said that must be Tammy and told Susie to get me dressed in something. After she left to get the door, Susie started talking to me. "Daddy, we need to get you in something nice for when Tammy comes in to see you. Oh my gosh, you are so hairy...we'll have to do something about that soon cause baby girls shouldn't have hair all over them now should they?" She started opening drawers in her dresser and flung open the closet doors and I could see that a lot of her old clothes were still in here just as they had been for years. "I'm so happy you are the size you are now, daddy, cause a lot of my old stuff will fit you just fine....won't we have fun playing dress-up? Did you know that Judy and I...and sometimes just me would play dress-up with Andrew in here a few years ago? It's one of the reasons I'm dating him...cause he's sweet and sensitive...not at all like you used to be. But I'm gonna make sure you stay being a sweetie, daddy! And maybe Andrew will even help me." I couldn't imagine where she was going with all this but had visions of Andrew seeing me like this and I cringed. "Oh don't worry daddy, Andrew will think it's all OK...he understands that some guys need to be able to express their, er...feminine side once in awhile. He never has gotten over playing dress-up cause Judy and I made it so much fun for him...and made him feel SO good too!" She started pulling things out of her dresser, showing me frilly panties and slips and socks and tights...most of it being stuff I had bought her while I was trying to make her into more of a femmy girl. "Did you have any idea when you bought this stuff that you were buying it for Andrew also? He's worn almost all of this stuff at one time or another. Oh...and it now looks like you were buying it even for yourself. Ya know what daddy? I think you liked this stuff a lot more than I ever did, didn't you? Was it because you were hoping that some day you were going to get to be a little girl and have me dress you in all this sissy stuff? That's what I always called it...sissy stuff, because I figured only a sissy would want to wear it. We're going to have a fun summer, daddy. We'll be alone a lot so we can just do whatever I want us to do. And I have some very interesting plans too!" "Guess I'd better get you in something because mom's going to bring Tammy in here soon." She pulled out a pink garment of some kind and brought it over so I could see it. "I wore this a lot daddy...it was one of the things you got me that was OK because I do love sleeping in stuff that feels silky next to my skin. Of course I've not worn this for a few years, but now it's yours!" It was a shorty nightgown that had a print of Barbie on the front. It had two layers of nylon...an inner one that was a shiny, sleek pink color and an outer layer that was a sheer light pink, drizzling with lace at the puffy sleeves and around the bottom hem. Even I had to admit that this was, indeed, a sissy garment, and she helped me sit up to where she could slip it over my head. As the cool, sleek nylon touched my skin I got goosebumps and as it slid down my body it made contact with my sensitive nipples, and I let out an audible gasp. "Doesn't that feel heavenly on your titties, daddy? I can tell it does. Just wait til we get all that ugly hair off your chest...and everywhere else. Things like this are gonna feel SO good on your hairless body. I'm gonna get you addicted to silks and satins just as easily as I did Andrew. Of course he doesn't wear THIS kind of stuff much anymore. But you are so much more femmy than he is with all those girly hormones you have flowing through your veins. mmmmmmmm....you're gonna be one sweet little sissy baby girl! And I'm going to be your mommy! Aren't you lucky to be staying in my old room...it's perfect for my sweet baby girl.....my sweet....we need a name for you precious....hmm......how about CupCake!" I was really getting scared hearing how she had thought all this out already, like she had been planning it for some time. "Brock is gonna hate having to give up this room when he comes to visit...he loves sleeping in here. But I'll explain more about that another time. Brock has a very sensitive side to him even though you've tried hard to make him tough like you.....or like you USED to be, CupCake! I'm not the only one in the family who has hated the way you've treated us. Let's just say that you and me aren't the only ones who have worn this sweet frilly nightie. Andrew looked so very cute in it.......as has someone else!" She then winked at me, lightly carressed my tender nipples with one hand while rubbing the front of my diaper with the other and whispered in my ear, "What do you suppose Brock would think of seeing his macho daddy like this, huh? What if he were standing right here right now? Can you picture that? Maybe I'd let him take my place and have him start rubbing you like this. He might just do it so he could get even for how you've tried to make him all macho like you." I tried to not imagine what she was suggesting to me, but as I again approached orgasm I tried pushing myself harder against her hand but she quickly moved away saying, "Seems you like that idea sweetie. So do I....and who knows....Brock might too..........hmmmmmmmmm......maybe someday." Her teasing me this way was driving me crazy but I was totally at her mercy and under her control.. Betty went to the door and it was Tammy, Bonnie's sister. I was hoping she wouldn't come in and see me wearing only a diaper and frilly nightie. But Betty brought her into the room and she had a bag draped over her shoulder. Tammy is the youngest looking 16 year old I have ever seen and looks to be closer to 12 or 13, but is also what you'd call 'hot'...probably what got her in trouble in the first place. She was a skinny little thing before her pregnancy with a very cute, trim figure but not overly developed. Hannah is now 2 months old and Tammy amazingly had lost most of the weight she had put on during her pregnancy and, again, was a very fine looking young lady. Her breasts were somewhat larger, but other than that she looked just as she had before her pregnancy. I could tell she was very shocked and surprised when she saw me laying there...Betty was somewaht surprised to see how Susie had dressed me too. "I figured Daddy wouldn't want Tammy to see him in just a diaper mom, and I didn't have time to find anything else so I just quickly put this on him", Susie said. Betty responded, "It's OK sweetie....but it is kind of frilly for a grown man, don't you think?" "But Mom, he's the same size as I was several years ago, and besides, this was so easy to get on him and will be easy to get to his diaper, ya know?" As Betty was thinking about this Tammy spoke up, "Susie really does have a point...I know with Hannah and all the changes of diapers she needs I try to make it as easy as possible." Oh my god....not another young girl who sees this as all a good thing. "You're so right, Tammy...none of this is what a grown man would normally have to go through anyway, so we may as well make it as easy as possible for everyone. Besides, it will only be a few people who actually see him as he heals anyway." As Betty said this, she was looking right at me with that strange glint in her eyes. "This is so wonderful that you are willing and able to help us like this, Tammy," Betty said to her. "Pat is going to benefit so much from this and I have no idea how we can ever thank you enough." Susie had a huge grin on her face so I knew she already was aware of what was going on, but I had no idea. "Well, it's really no big deal for me and I'm just glad I can help you guys out and just want Pat to get better as soon as he can," Tammy said. I could tell she was amused looking at me wearing a pink diaper that said 'sweet baby girl' all over it as well as a Barbie nightie. She looked at Susie and Susie piped up and said, "daddy's gonna have to wear mostly baby girl stuff cause mom got it cheap." I could tell Tammy was a little shocked by this but all she said was, "Oh, I see. I guess it doesn't really matter as long as he has what he needs." Tammy then opened the bag while saying, "this is really not going to be any problem since I've always had much more than Hannah needs so now we won't have to waste any of it. I also talked to my doctor and she said that I'll produce even more if I start pumping more." I still wasn't sure what was going on but figured she was talking about nursing Hannah and pumping milk from her breasts. She reached into the bag and pulled out a bottle and then another one. Both bottles had Hannah's name written on them. "Since I do bottle feed my milk to Hannah at times we might as well use her bottles so I won't have to worry about using separate ones for him and her. I'm sure Hannah won't object to sharing with him." Tammy sort of giggled and winked at me as she continued to eye me up and down. I could tell she was finding it amusing seeing me this way. Susie was grinning from ear to ear and finally said, "Oh, so I not only get to feed daddy your milk but also from the same bottles as you feed Hannah, huh?" "No problem," Tammy said, "since I sterilize the bottles and nipples each time." I then understoodwhat was going on...and how I was to be fed. The 2 bottles Tammy brought out of the bag were both full of milk and one of them already had a fat rubber nipple attached to it." Thought he would probably need a feeding soon so this one you can use right away and the other you can store til later. I just pumped a few minutes ago so this is very fresh." Betty noticed the expression on my face, "Now honey, I discussed this whole matter with your doctor as well as with Tammy...and her milk will be better for you than any kind of formula...and we do want what's best for you, don't we snookums?" Susie and Tammy both supressed giggles as she called me snookums. It was obvious that Tammy was also going to be enjoying my new temporary lifestyle. "Mom, I'm going to feed him now cause it's been quite a day for him and I'm sure he's hungry," Susie said to Betty. I could tell that my wife was proud of Susie for taking on this responsibility. "Sure you can sweetie. Tammy and I will leave you alone with your new baby!" Tammy laughed out loud at this but quickly brought herself under control and said, "and if I can ever help you with him just let me know since I have lots of experience with babies." Susie piped up, "I'm sure there will be a LOT you can do to help Tammy just as we discussed the other day." They exchanged knowing grins and then Tammy and Betty left the room. Susie easily picked me up from the table...which just reinforced to me how small and helpless I had become. She carried me over to a big rocking chair that I hadn't noticed when we first came into the room and sat down. Positioning me on her lap, she cradled my head in her arms, and by then I was so tired from my eventful day that I did not try to fight it. Cooing gently she reached over the top of me and grabbed the baby bottle Tammy had ready for me and slipped the fat rubber nipple in my mouth. I saw the name Hannah on the bottle and thought about how this very nipple had been in her small mouth many, many times. As the warm milk started flowing I felt a stirring in my diaper as I pictured Tammy pumping her breasts of her milk just for me. I had known Tammy since she was a baby...watched her grow up...even had admired her changing figure...especially her small breasts as they developed. And now...those breasts were...oh my...I was getting aroused with these thoughts. Susie noticed and placed her hand carefully and gently inside my diaper until her fingers made contact with my tiny, but throbbing penis. "Well, CupCake...seems we like nursing on Hannah's bottle, huh? Do you like the taste of Tammy's milk, snookums?" She was slowly and easily stroking me since the baby lotion was still freshly coating me. "Told you I was going to make you feel really good...you like feeling my hand on your baby winky like this?" OMG...her hand did feel incredible, and it was the first stimulation I'd had in months. She gently continued her stroking as I slowly nursed on the bottle...the milk was delicious and I was sucking as fast as I could. I closed my eyes and drifted off to a soft safe place in my mind. Susie's hand slipped from my penis and I wiggled and groaned trying to get her to put it back. "Shhhhh..not now, CupCake...but soon." I felt the weight of her arm and hand between my legs,holding me snugly on her lap. Even though she had teased me without allowing me release I felt warm, safe and snug, I must have drifted off to sleep, dreaming of another time, a much earlier time in my life where there was less stress and life was good. The next morning started a routine that was to last for a long time...diaper changes and baths. Susie hadn't yet changed out of her silky nightgown. She removed my soggy diaper and placed it in the diaper pail and then easily lifted and placed me in the tub of warm water in the bathroom. With the attached hose, she washed my hair and I was surprised that my hair had grown rapidly with the medication I was taking and Susie was very gentle with my long hair. Applying cream rinse, she let it soak while she scrubbed my body down with soap and a washcloth. As she washed my tender and sensitive nipples she said, "I remember when my titties first started to bud how sore they were so I understand what you're going through, but doesn't it feel heavenly too? I love that you're growing titties, daddy, and I'm going to see to it that they get plenty of attention as they continue to grow....as my CupCake grows from a baby into a sweet little girl." As she washed my groin I was again surprised as I could feel my small, but stiff arousal growing in her hands and she giggled and continued until I was rock hard. Moving down she finished washing my legs and toes, afterwards she rinsed out my hair and had me stand holding on to the bath bar so I would not fall. After washing my back she went to my bottom, spreading my cheeks and made sure I was clean and she quickly finished before I got to tired. With ease she helped me into a chair protected by a towel and started drying my off but she all of a sudden jumped back and quickly placed a towel between my legs. "Silly girl, you need to tell mommy if you have to go wee wee". My mind screamed but nothing came out of my mouth. She continued drying my off and then gently shaved my face. Still naked I sat and watched her brush out my hair and before I could shake my head no she quickly separated my hair and placed it into two pigtails, tying them off with bright pink ribbons. Carrying me back into the bedroom she lifted me onto the changing table. Placing my knees in the holders, she rolled me back fully exposing my naked bum. About that time, the doorbell rang and she quickly left the room, leaving me helplessly exposed. I heard laughter and voices coming down the hall as the door opened with a rush I was fully exposed, again, to Susie's 3 girlfriends. They rushed around the table laughing and giggling at my predicament. Susie appeared at the foot of the table holding a can of shaving cream and a razor. She gently smeared shaving cream on my bottom, even in the crack and quickly removed all of the hair on my butt, paying close attention to the hidden areas. "Mustn't let our little girl get dirty or messy down there." The rest of the girls laughed. I looked up into three sets of eyes pleading with them as one asked "little girl?" Susie replied, "I decided I did not want to baby-sit a nasty little boy" as she smiled wickedly at her friends. "We are going to change her into a sweet prissy little girl named CupCake." Giggling, her friends were all excited about that prospect. Susie slipped a thick diaper under my hairless bottom and released my legs, smearing shaving cream on my groin. "Can one of you help hold his winky out of the way," she asked as she carefully ran the razor up from the underside. Judy's hand darted out, captured the head of my penis, and gently tugged it out of her way. I glanced up into a set of dark brown doe eyes, mouth slightly open and just the glimpse of the tip of her tongue pressing on her bright red lips. The other two girls were engrossed in Susie's project. I blushed and quickly looked away as I felt my manhood, actually my babyhood, growing in her soft hand. Susie said, "that helps," with a giggle, "its much easer if his little winky is stiff." The other girls laughed as the hand that held me massaged me. "Wow, not so little winky now...well still little, but much harder anyway," commented Bonnie. Susie finished her chore and quickly deflated my manhood with a cold baby wipe. "Aren't you going to lotion and powder him?" Bonnie asked as Susie pulled the thick diaper up between my legs. "Oops," and she let the diaper fall, "why don't one of you do that?" They all looked toward the girl with the brown eyes. "Judy's touched it already so let her do it," Lisa said laughing nervously. Judy swapped places with Susie and picked up the creamy baby lotion. She poured some in her hands, rubbed them together, and warmed up the lotion. Gently pushing my legs back with one hand, she slowly smeared lotion over my bottom rubbing softly until my skin absorbed the lotion. Picking up the baby powder, she sprinkled powder over the area. Laying me gently down on the diaper she picked up the lotion again and poured a generous amount into her hands. My eyes locked with her deep brown ones as my mind stirred with fear but, at the same time, my penis was stirring with anticipation. I saw her lick her lips as if she had a plan of action. She slowly massaged the lotion into my skin, making sure every area was well coated. As she rubbed my family jewels, I started drooling pre-cum profusely. Lisa piped up, "wow, Judy, looks like you really don't need the lotion...he seems to be making plenty of his own." More nervous giggling and a lot of curiosity. I was wondering just how much these young girls knew about such matters. Judy then started rubbing up and down my stiff penis, her gaze still locked on mine. It was apparent that at least Judy knew what was about to happen. It had been months since I had orgasmed and the pressure was building to an extent I'd never felt before. Judy could sense that I was about to erupt and she started rubbing hard and fast on that most sensitive spot just under the head of my penis...no question she had done this before. With that thought I suddenly lost it, ejaculating my thick, hot seed in several huge spurts up to my chest and splashing my face. The sudden release and the gasps from the watching girls broke my concentration as my surroundings came back into focus. Lisa and Bonnie were lost in their own thoughts, their eyes locked on to my still spurting penis. And Susie, still in her nightie, with one hand down her panties, appeared to be rubbing her crotch. OMG...this scene had turned on my daughter. Her eyes widened as she looked at me and a low moan escaped her open mouth as a shudder rippled through her young body, and her eyes glazed over as her orgasm hit her just a few seconds after mine. Amazingly, Lisa quickly bent down and started licking the sticky goo off my face and chest. Between Judy's massage, Susie's excitement and Lisa licking the semen off my chest I was quickly becoming aroused again. This was like a total dream sequence....but I knew it wasn't a dream. Not to be left out, Bonnie, the cute little redhead, leaned over me and positioned herself to catch what was left of my seed, flicking her warm wet tongue around the tip of my penis. I felt a delicious hot, wet vacuum engulf me And I again spurted another massive load into her hungry mouth. OMG....I just had the most satisfying orgasm of my life at the hands of four young girls. Suddenly all I felt was shock and disgust, as the passion and desire receded. Wait, my mind screamed, this was not consensual, I had been abused, just like a child. I laid there stunned, the girls slowly composing themselves. Judy cleaned me up with a baby wipe and quickly finished powdering and pinning the diaper tightly around my hips. Bonnie bent under the changing table and pulled out a pair of plain plastic pants, Betty had tried to remove most of the frilly girl clothing knowing how much it upset me. "Where's the frilly baby clothes," asked the redhead. "Those will work for now," Susie said, "I want to jump into the shower, there's a bottle in the fridge along with some food, why don't you guys feed our little girl while I get cleaned up." Judy helped me into the wheelchair; Susie striped out of her nightie and slipped it over my head, "won't keep her warm but she looks cuter,"as she spun out the door to the bathroom. Judy strapped me into the wheelchair and guided me slowly into the kitchen. Pushing the chair up to the kitchen table, she locked the wheels preventing me from rolling away from the table. I heard the refrigerator open as one of the girls got the bottle of Tammy's breastmilk and some baby food. Placing the food in front of me with a spoon, Judy loosened the strap and freed my arms, determined I was going to establish my independence. After a couple of attempts, I was able to pick up the spoon. My upper body strength was getting better but I still lacked fine motor control and an even a simple thing like holding a spoon was difficult. After a failed stab with the spoon, Judy was kind enough to scoop the food into a bowl and placed the bowl within reach. I managed to snag a spoon full of food, which was quickly smeared on my cheek crying in frustration I threw my spoon on the floor as I heard one of the girls snicker at my attempt to feed myself. Judy gently washed my face with a warm cloth, picking up the spoon she washed it off and spun the chair away from the table. Taking the spoon she sat down in front of me, "It's ok sweetheart," she said in a gentle voice, "let me help you," as she slipped a bib over the front of me and placed a small amount of food in my mouth. Judy intermixed the baby food with sips of the bottle. I managed to finish most of the food without making a big mess. Judy cleaned me up and wheeled me into the living room and gently pulled me onto the couch on to her lap. Positioning me on her lap, she cradled my head in her arms, by then I was so tired from the events of the morning that I did not try to fight it. Cooing gently she reached over the top of me and grabbed the baby bottle on the end table. Slipping the nipple in my mouth, she gently stroked my cheek as I slowly nursed on the bottle. I closed my eyes and drifted off to a soft safe place in my mind, Judy's hand slipped from my face and I felt the weight of her arm and hand between my legs, holding me snugly on her lap. Feeling warm, safe and snug, I must have drifted off to sleep like a good baby girl. I awoke back in bed, the rails up and my hands secure to the sides. I could tell by the sunlight that it was early afternoon and could hear laughter and voices coming from outside the room. The door opened gently and Susie and her girlfriends entered, each caring a large cardboard shipping box. Susie placed her box on the floor and the girls followed her example. Coming over to the bed, Susie asked, "is my little one wet?" as her hand slipped down the front of the plastic pants, announcing, "she's soaked", as the girls giggled with delight. "Well she will just have to wait until we can find an appropriate outfit to dress her in," Susie snickered as she opened one of the large boxes on the floor. "Wow, where did all this stuff come from?" Judy asked. "My mom got all this stuff on the Internet, some sort of fetish group that likes dressing and being treated like a baby," Susie replied. "Your dad likes this?" Judy asked in amazement. "Mom just needed the stuff to care for him and it was easy to order from a single place, besides if I have to care for him I want to have some fun doing it." I sat in the bed terrified, just the thought of these girls using some of these things on me was horrifying. Judy continued to dig into the box, "there are more baby bottles in here and here's a pacifier," she popped up holding a large adult pacifier. Susie giggling, "Oh look, it's a little winky," as she placed the miniature penis in my mouth and attached the strap around my head. With my hands secured I could not do anything to prevent it. "I know you're hungry CupCake but we're out of milk so you'll just have to suck on this for a little while. I'll call Tammy soon." The other girls were busy empting the first box. Baby powder, baby toys, diaper pins, were all laid out on the floor. "What's this?" Judy asked as she read the label on a large jar. "Depilatory cream, remove unwanted body hair from your baby, leaving her skin soft as a baby's." "Leave that out," Susie commanded, "we'll use it on her when she has her next bath." The phone rang and Susie ran to answer it, Judy came over to the side of the crib and rubbed my back gently. She asked quietly if I would like her to give me a bath and clean me up. I shook my head yes as she released the sides of the crib. I was surprised at Judy's strength; she effortlessly scoped me up in her arms and easily and gently carried me into the bathroom. I could hear Susie on the phone talking to someone as she walked down the hallway towards the bathroom. Susie poked her head around the corner as she spoke into the phone "Mom, she's fine. Were taking really good care of her and don't worry about staying at the restaurant tonight, I'll have a couple of the girls stay with me," she smiled wickedly at Judy and I. Judy then looked at me and said, "After your bath CupCake we're going to find some really pretty girly things to dress you in. Won't that be fun? Playing dress up? Don't worry....I've had lots of practice playing dressup with my brother. He loves it and I know you will too!" Susie entered the bathroom with Lisa and Bonnie just as Judy finished washing me and said, "As soon as we get him diapered we need to give him his injection. Oh, and I just called Tammy and told her we're out of milk and need some quickly." A feeling of helplessness overcame me as I heard her say that. I was not due to have another injection until tomorrow since I'd had one yesterday. Now I knew what she meant when she mouthed those words yesterday about how she would decide how much of the hormones I'd need. And my wife would have no idea what was going on. As we entered the bedroom Susie realized the other girls didn't know about the injections.....so she started telling them........everything! If I thought I was in trouble before.........it was nothing like this. I was at the mercy of four 14 year old girls. As well as a 16 year old, as Tammy suddenly bolted into the room. "I hear someone needs a feeding....I didn't have time to pump but that's not really necessary." And everyone giggled as she pointed to her blouse that had two distinct wet spots where her pointy nipples were also visible. "When I know my baby is hungry my breasts seem to know it too." Saying that she unbuttoned her blouse and sat down in the rocking chair. As she snapped open one of the cups to her nursing bra she said, "OK...bring that sweet baby girl here. Momma's got a sweet treat for her CupCake." As I looked up from Tammy's lap as she cradled my head, I could see her nipple already leaking drops of what I was about to be fed. Now I knew how Hannah actually felt...and why she loved her momma so much. I felt safe, secure, loved and was a very happy baby girl! Little did I realize that the other 4 girls were making more plans for me as they watched Tammy nurse me. But I wouldn't have been concerned anyway....at least not right now. To Be Continued?