Xena Versus The Spartans
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Happy 2011 everyone. I hope you all have a good year.
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Part 3.
I run regularly and do enjoy running, and 15km is not a long distance for
me so I was okay with running the distance. However, Charlotte?s words
about the nappy showing against the leggings did make me self conscious.
I felt myself wanting to hide in the roadside shrubbery every time I saw,
or heard, a car approaching, especially if it was coming from behind.
Instead I tried hunching my shoulders and running with my hands a little
higher than usual to try hide the bra, or pull the t-shirt down depending
on which direction the car was approaching from.
I occasionally ran my hand across my ass to try feeling if the plastic
pants were leaking. I realised that the diaper had expanded considerably
as a result of absorbing all the liquid that had been poured into it. I
resigned myself to the fact that the more observant passers by would
notice that there was something strange about what I was wearing, and I
figured that some of them who were parents would suspect that I was
wearing a diaper. I hoped though that as people would not be expecting a
runner to be running wearing huge bulky diapers that most people would
not be looking too closely and would not make the link.
It was a sunny day with a light breeze to cool me down a little. However,
I do sweat a lot and as I sweated the t-shirt clung to my skin and also
became more see through. Naturally this meant that the bra became easier
to see.
Knowing that there was nothing I could do about any of this except to get
the run over as quickly as possible I reassured myself that at least the
chances of me knowing any of the people that passed me were minimal. I
passed my tormenters twice on the run. They videoed me as I approached
and also as they drove past me. I finally got back to the cabin where
they allowed me to look in a mirror to see what other people had been
seeing.
I was horrified to see that the bra was easily visible, and the plastic
pants had indeed leaked. The leak was not as noticeable from the front,
but when I turned my back to the mirror and looked back over my shoulder
there was a very distinctive dark patch at the leg bands. They promised
to let me see the photos and video they had taken at a later stage.
Charlotte told me to get undressed and handed me a bucket to put the
diaper and plastic pants into. She gave me a second bucket of water and
bar of soap and told me to wash myself.
I stood outside waiting for my next instructions. Lynne shouted from
inside the house 'Come inside piggy, we need to get ready.'
I went inside and was taken to one of the bedrooms. I saw my yellow dress
together with a load of other frilly items on the bed.
'Now piggy, there's a gay and lesbian bar on the outskirts of town. Every
Saturday night they have a 'live your dreams' night. It's a fancy dress
night where pretty much anything goes. Guess what piggy, your dream has
to always be a pretty little party girl. You're going to wear your little
outfit to the bar. We'll give you a lift there and then we'll go our own
ways. Lynne and I will go to a table and enjoy ourselves. You'll go to
the bar and have some drinks. If anyone tries to chat you up then you're
to flirt with them. I bet you're just sooo excited aren't you piggy?' she
laughed as Lynne threw the first item of clothing at me.
I caught the white satin panties that had rows of ruffled, pastel pink,
lace across the ass and around the leg openings. They were large and to
me they looked like they were modelled off the plastic pants I had been
wearing as they seemed to have so much excess material. I pulled them up
my legs. They were just as loose as the plastic pants, and because they
were such a generous cut, without the bulk of a diaper the gusset hung
down for an inch or two between my legs. The excessive lace made them
look incredibly feminine.
Next came a ridiculously frilly trainer bra. Basically just a bra shaped
top made out of so much satin lace that it actually felt a little heavy.
Then the dress. I put it on and had just been handed the white tights to
put on next when Charlotte stopped me.
'Wait. Lynne, it would be such a shame to hide those panties of his.
Let's make him wear the tights under the panties. I've also been
thinking, those panties are way too loose, take them off and put on these
diapers.' she said tossing a diaper in my direction and when I had that
one on she tossed the next one to me.
'Okay, not put your plastic panties back on.'
I did.
'That's much better. Now, before you put your panties on we just need to
secure you into your diddees. Stand still.'
I stood still as both women ran a series of thin belts and chains between
my legs and around my waist. The chains and straps were each connected to
a belt at the waist that had been covered in lace covered pink satin. The
belt was pulled tight, very tight, and fastened at the front and a small
padlock put on it to secure it, the buckle and padlock were then hidden
when they fastened a loose flap of satin material in place.
'Okay, you can put your pretty white panties on. What we've done is to
lock you into your diaper. You will have to use it if you need to make
wee wee or poo poos.'
I pulled the white panties up and the bulk of the diapers and plastic
pants filled them out. The women laughed and made me twirl round for
them.
'That's brilliant. The little animals on his plastic pants shows through
very nicely. He's going to be the hit of the bar tonight.'
I was given some lace topped knee high socks to put on and finally the
high heeled pink boots that I'd worn earlier that day. Then they gave me
a blonde wig that had two pony tails, one on either side, tied with a
wide pink bow. I put it on as instructed.
'Go look at yourself in the mirror. You look adorable. While you're there
use the make up and do your face. You need to put base on first, then
some blush on your cheeks, you want to highlight those, then put some
colouring above your eyes, then some mascara and finally of course, some
lipstick. There's a make up book on the table that tells you how to do
it. You have 20 minutes to do all the make up we have told you to. Any
missing make up will cause us to punish you even further.'
They moved the video cameras that had been recording my humiliation until
then so that one of them filmed my reflection in the mirror and the other
got a wider, more general shot and then they left the room. I have no
idea how to put make up on and with only twenty minutes to learn I knew
it would look pretty ridiculous. I've seen enough movies and
advertisements to know that base was powdered on so that's how I started.
Twenty minutes later my tormentors returned and examined my handiwork.
They had a good laugh at my amateurish efforts.
'Perfect.' Lynne said, 'He looks just like a girl trying on her mother?s
makeup for the first time. If anyone asks piggy, that's what you're to
say. That it was the first time you've tried putting make up on, but that
you do plan to get better at it.'
For once I barely heard their taunting words because the way that they
were dressed had me as horny as hell. Lynne was wearing a black, wet look
lycra pair of leggings with a matching black lycra crop top. Her tanned
stomach showed, the belly piercing that she had, a sliver dolphin, drew
your eyes to it. Charlotte on the other hand had on a little bo peep type
outfit. Pale pink gingham material with white trimming. A short dress
with puff sleeves and white tights with pink shoes. Around her neck was a
pink collar with a lead attached. Lynne held the end of the lead.
'Like what you see piggy? Lynne and I have discovered that we have a lot
in common, apart from humiliating you that is, and that sexually we are
incredibly well suited. We'll be in the bar watching you, but we'll be
having our own fun too. After all piggy, we can't let you have all the
fun can we. Now, here's a little handbag. There's some money in there,
some condoms and some lipstick. There's also a mobile phone with just the
sweetest ring tune on which we will call you when it is time to leave.
Now, let's go.'
I was feeling nauseous as I followed the women to their car. As we drove
to the bar they chatted amongst themselves as if it was just another
shopping trip. Finally they pulled into a parking lot outside a bar. The
lot was illuminated only by the flashing neon signs advertising various
beers and the sign for the bar itself. On a rainbow coloured background
the bars name, Alternate, shone brightly in white. The women parked at
the end of the parking lot furthest from the bar entrance.
'Now piggy. You will enjoy yourself. You will get into the swing of
things. If you are asked for a dance, you will dance. If you are offered
a drink, you will accept it. If you are flirted with, you will flirt
back. The only thing you are not allowed to do is to take your diapers
off. You will act as a slut though. We don't care what story you make up
but you will get at least one guy to cum tonight. You will put a condom
on them and get them to cum and then take the condom off and tie it
closed and put it in your bag. If you don't do that then we'll add a week
to your time with us. There is a magic number somewhere between five and
ten, and if you get that number of condoms or greater then we'll let you
leave tomorrow. We're going to give you a few minutes to get into your
role. Remember that no one here knows you. Of course they may remember
you by the time you leave. You might want to think up a quick history as
to why you're dressed as you are because I'm sure there will be lots of
people asking.'
A few minutes later I was told to go into the bar and sit at the counter.
I was to order a drink and was to ensure that I had at least one
alcoholic drink every hour. Somehow I suspected that that would not be a
problem, in fact the thought of getting totally drunk and passing out
actually appealed to me. The women had obviously thought that I might do
that, and had warned me that an extra week would be added to my time if I
did not complete my task.
As I walked toward the club a car pulled into the driveway and the light
from its headlights swept over me. I cringed, waiting for the verbal
harassment and was pleasantly surprised when none came. I entered the bar
expecting one of those cowboy movie moments. You know the one where the
cowboy enters a noisy bar and as he steps in the piano player stops
playing, all conversation stops and everyone stares at him.
I did get a few glances from people already there, and some people did a
double take, but there was no hostility. The club was not too busy and
there were some seats at the bar. I went over and took an empty chair at
the end of the counter. The barman, dressed in leathers, came over and
asked what I wanted to drink, I ordered a beer.
'Nice outfit, haven't seen you here before,' he commented as he poured my
beer.
'I heard about this club from a friend. He reckoned he'd had a great time
and so, as I had planned a holiday near here, I thought I'd pop in,' I
responded nervously.
'Good on you. Enjoy yourself. No need to be nervous, they're a good crowd
that come here.'
As we had been speaking Lynne and Charlotte had entered. They too got a
few glances but nothing more. Lynne led Charlotte to a table where they
were approached by a waitress. As I sipped at my beer I looked around.
You had to give it to the people that went to that club, they did get
into the spirit of things. Among the more outrageous outfits were a guy
dressed as a baby who was sitting with a woman in a nannies outfit, there
was a guy dressed as a cheerleader, There was a woman with a dogs mask,
and a one piece unitard with a tail hanging off who was kneeling on the
floor at the feet of a woman dressed in leather. The dog woman had her
head resting on the other woman?s leg and was having her head idly
stroked as the woman spoke to her male companion, who was similarly
dressed in leather. As I watched the woman took a peanut from the bowl on
their table and dropped it on the floor and the dog woman quickly ate it
before returning her head to her owner?s leg.
Those were the more extreme outfits. There were a fair share of cross
dressers, some more convincing than others, some guys, and women, dressed
in assorted military, public service, uniforms, and there were some women
dressed as men, and some dressed as little girls, or as cheerleaders.
Looking around I realised that although I fell into the more outlandish
outfits, I wasn't standing out from the crowd. That thought helped me
relax until I remembered what I had to do during the course of the night.
I lifted my glass to take another sip when I realised I had finished my
beer! I realised I'd better slow down otherwise I would get way too
drunk. But even as I thought that I realised that that one beer had taken
the edge off, I was not as nervous as I had been.
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