Mommy Mind Control Chapter 1 Mommy s Naughty Lesson
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Caught by Mommy
Part 3
By Princess Panty Boy
"Mom I hope none of my friends see me dressed like this. It is bad enough
you're making me wear girl's cloths but this outfit is so girly.
I look at myself in the mirror. I see I'm wearing a pink ballerina outfit
with pink tights. Of course I'm also wearing a pink leotard with the
Princess ballerina details on it. Oh, my goodness I'm playing with my hair
again.
I can't believe how girly I have been acting since mom stopped me from
wearing boys clothes. I really should say mom stopped me from wearing pants
or shorts of any kind. I have only been able to wear dresses, and skirts.
Stuck like this is all I can think about. I hope mom gets sick of me wearing
dresses soon. Mom is paying for everything at the checkout counter. "Can we
go home now mommy I feel so silly in this pink ballerina dance outfit? The
tights keep going up my butt when I walk."
"I know it was like that for me when I was a little girl to. There really is
nothing you can do about it except get used to it. After a while you won't
even notice it going up your butt."
I look up at mom giggling at me. "Or I could put your diaper back on than
they won't go up your butt anymore. The bad thing would be that everyone
would see you still wearing a diaper. I'll let you choose."
"Wow some choice mommy I get to wear the most girly outfit in the world or
wear the most girly outfit in the world with a diaper. Now that is some
choice.
Mommy looks pissed when I look up making eye contact with her seeing mommy
staring at me. Mom looks more upset me making fun about my choices. Mom
takes my hand and we walk over to one of the benches in the mall.
I look around while mom sits down on the bench and she pulls me over her lap
and slides down my tights too my knees. I'm in shock, but it is happening so
fast with my butt feeling exposed in the air as mommy starts to spank my
bottom.
"So you want to act like a baby and whine now you have something to whine
about." SMACK, SMACK, SMACK. I try to block mommy's hand from spanking me
with my hand but she grabs it with her other hand and continues to spank me.
"No mommy please don't spank me, and don't spank me in front of everyone." I
start to cry softly than louder as she gives me a spanking in front of
everyone in the mall.
I actually feel like a baby kicking my feet having no control over my mommy
spanking me in front of everyone with my tights pulled down and my butt wide
open for everyone to see.
Just my leotard going up the crack in my butt and covering my little boy
parts in the front making me look like a real little girl. I'm crying louder
now as the un-think able happens to me at the end of my spanking.
I start to wet myself feeling pee going through my leotard and down my legs
as mom rips off the tights so they don't get soaked in pee.
"Oh my goodness you really are a baby, I can't believe you wet yourself when
I was spanking you. Now you're going to walk in your pee soaked leotard
until I can change you."
I continue to cry softly now as everyone walks by seeing the little baby
girl wet herself. I think that is what hurt me more than anything was
wetting myself, not the pain from the spanking. I look around feeling so
super embarrassed everyone seeing me in pee soaked leotards.
"I guess we will have to stop at CVC pharmacy which is on the other side of
the mall to get you some diapers. Since you are wetting yourself like a
baby."
I'm not even thinking about the pink leotards going up my butt as mommy
holds my hand as we walk by everyone in the mall and every single person was
staring at me.
"Mom can't I change into something else so I'm not walking in pee soaked
leotards?"
I wanted the ground to swallow me up so I can die I am so embarrassed. "No
you can't control yourself like a big boy. I mean a big girl; I'm going to
treat you like a baby."
"I hope you like wearing diapers, because you are going to have to be re-
potty trained I can see that for sure."
Looking down at the floor while we walk because I don't want to see people's
faces as they give me dirty looks like going potty in your clothes is a
fatal disease or something.
"What do you mean mommy." Hearing mom say I have to be potty trained again.
Mommy stops and bends down looking me in the eyes.
I have a scared look on my face. "You will have to be potty trained again
meaning I will keep you in diapers and then after a couple weeks I'll let
you start to use the bathroom when you need to go."
"What do you mean keep me in diapers you mean when were home or just for
night time so no one sees me wearing them?"
Mom stares back in my eyes. "You will be wearing diapers twenty-four hours a
day seven days a week. You will be wearing diapers everywhere you go."
"But what about when I have to go, you know poop? Can I use the bathroom
than?"
I see mom staring out me again as we start walking. "No you will use your
diaper always. You won't ask to have the diaper taking off, you won't ask to
use the bathroom. You will just pee and poop in your diaper, like a good
baby girl Hehehehe." Mom giggles smiling at me.
"If you walk up to me and say you need to be changed or you need to go potty
I will add two weeks for your potty training for each time you ask." I look
scared again as we walk.
Mom see's I'm scared again, like I was when I wet myself while she was
spanking me. "If you wet yourself right now I'm going to un-due your leotard
and everyone will see the sissy boy in pink leotards with his little penis
hanging out as we walk."
"No mommy I'll be a good boy I mean a good girl." Mommy I am sorry about
wearing those panties. Why do I have to wear this girly ballerina outfit?
Mom looks at me. "Well sweetie it's because we're going to dance class. I
seen a add in the mall for dance class and I think you would have so much
fun.""
We drive home and mom keeps looking at me in the mirror as I smile looking
out the window playing with my new girly hairstyle. Short time later we
arrive home.
"I don't want to go to dance classes. Especially with me dressed like a girl
and my girly new hairstyle." Mom starts to open the package of diapers she
bought.
I look down and myself in the wet leotard wishing, I could use the bathroom.
Mom would freak if I asked her to use the toilet after her speech. "Okay
baby girl lift your arms up." I feel mommy pull the wet leotard off of me.
"We don't have time to give you a bath since you wet yourself so I'll just
use the diaper wipes and clean you off the best I can. I hope you don't mind
smelling like pee. I guess all babies smell like pee or baby powder, which
covers the smell of pee."
I feel the cold diaper wipes as she is cleaning around my body everywhere.
Mom lifts my legs up and wipes under my butt. Man I feel like a little baby.
"Oh look sweetie your little boy penis must want to be a girl because it is
starting to go back inside you hehehe." Mom giggles and smiles at me.
"I bet you feel much better now all cleaned up sweetie pie." Oh, man she was
even humming while she was cleaning me up. I feel the baby powder sprinkled
all over me. I think she used way to much just to make fun of me.
"Okay baby girl lift your bottom for mommy." I roll my eyes hearing her
talking to me like an infant. "Whack" as I feel mom smack me right on the
bare bottom. "Don't you even think of rolling your eyes at me little girl."
I feel a tear roll down my face but I don't cry.
I feel the dry smooth diaper start to slide under my bottom that is
seriously stinging from the one hard smack she gave me. "There you go baby
girl your all cleaned up. Lift your arms again sweetie."
"Okay mommies please do not spank me again that really stings." Mommy smile
at me I guess because I called her mommy like a real baby girl would. The
clean ballerina out fit goes snuggly around me with my bottom sticking out
more now, and everyone will see I'm wearing a diaper under my dance leotard.
Of course, it is pink too.
Looking over at my mom, I see her checking her watch. "Oh sweeties run
upstairs and get another outfit so you can change after class. Unless you
want to wear that pretty pink ballerina outfit, and the cute leotard around
all day?"
"Okay, I'll hurry up mommy." I run up the stairs faster than a speeding
bullet and almost wipeout when I turned to go in my room. I did not realize
that tights were so slippery on hard wood floors.
I guess it doesn't matter what I take anything is going to be better than
walking around in tights and a leotard. Oh yea mom said she liked this
outfit so I'll take it. "Sweetie make sure you bring extra socks and shoes
too, and a bag to carry your extra stuff too' and hurry were going to be
late." I hear mom yell upstairs to me.
"Okay I'm coming as I turn around in a circle looking for my backpack. Oh,
there it is as I push everything into the bag, zip it back up, and then fly
back down the stairs. "Okay mommy I'm ready here's my bag."
I hand the bag to my mom as I notice her smiling for some reason. "Thank you
sweetheart now grab a couple water bottles while I check your bag." Mom is
smiling so I must of done good.
"Okay mommy." I walk into the kitchen-leaving mom in the dining room as I
watch her taking everything out of my bag. I open the frig and take three
water bottles out. I will get the third water for mommy maybe that will
cheer her up that I was thinking of her.
"Well I was wondering what outfit you were going to pick sweetie, and I'm
glad you picked your pretty dress and black Mary Jane shoes. I am happy what
you picked to wear sweetie I was concerned letting you pick anything you
wanted to wear. You picking the pretty dress makes me sure you're turning
into such a good little girl for mommy."
I hear mom in the other room. "You mean I could have picked some shorts or
jeans? That is way messed up mommy. Let me go pick something else mommy,
please?"
"Oh sweetie you picked your clothes already, and you'll be okay. Next time
try to fold your pretty clothes before you put them in your pink Barbie
backpack. Oh, and when you pick a dress that is so short like this you will
need some tights too. It's just something to remember for next time sweetie"
Moms is folding all my clothes, oh my god I said my clothes referring to the
dress, panties and wow she is putting white tights also in the small bag
inside the Barbie backpack.
"Okay sweetie I think we're ready for your dance class. Put the two water
bottles inside your Barbie backpack and we can be on our way."
I come out holding the three bottles of water. "Mommy I brought you one to,
in case you get thirsty while we were out." I smile at mommy so she won't
make me do anything else girly.
"Thank you my little baby girl. You are definitely turning out to be mommy's
little baby girl. You would of never been so considerate when you were
wearing those ugly boy clothes." I am shocked again how she twisted my
actions to make them girly.
Looking up at mommy, I may of made it worse for myself being extra nice to
my mommy. Now she thinks I'm acting like a lil girl. What am I going to do
now? Shaking my head while I listen to mommy but I'm being extra careful not
to roll my eyes again because she freaked the last time I did that.
"I'm sure I made the right decision having you dressed like the little girl
you look like. I guess I should say baby girl you look like you sure can see
that diaper pushing your bottom out threw the dance outfit hehehe."
Mommy giggles staring down at me with her hand over her mouth a lil bit. "Oh
I almost forgot baby girl I bought you a present. I was thinking before that
you wanted to go outside more so you weren't stuck inside all the time." I
look at mommy trying to figure what she is talking about.
"Great mommy what is it? You know I love presents I'm sure it's just what I
wanted." I am trying to be extra nice to mommy so she will not keep picking
on me, and keep making me wear more girly stuff. On the other hand, I was
being nice to her and she twisted that all up and turned my good intentions
into me doing more girly things.
If I start to act bad maybe, she will change her mind and realize I'm just a
boy and boys act this way. On the other hand I tried that at the mall and
she pulled my panties down and smacked me in front of everyone that walked
by. I guess that doesn't work either. Wow, did I just say she pulled MY
panties down? I am so messed up.
"Mommy, I mean mom I'm not really feeling too hot. My tummy is messed up and
making noise. Maybe I should lay down or something." I see mom stare down at
me while she puts the diaper bag and my backpack down. I hope she is
thinking of us staying home, and not that I'm faking it.
Wait a second now I'm even thinking like a little girl calling her mommy in
my head. I am so screwed up. I hope my mommy I mean mom has good insurance
I'm going to need lots of therapy when I grow up. Well I may never grow up
if any boys I mean guys see me dressed like a little girl or even worse a
little baby girl.
"Maybe I can cheer you up my baby girl, and show you your present now
instead of when we came back. You think that might make your tummy feel
better mommy's baby girl?" I rub my tummy for effect, but I was faking it.
Now my tummy does feel a little weird while I stare at mommy smiling at me
with her hand on my forehead and her bent over looking into my eyes.
I really am starting to think like a girl. I am sure the boys I mean the
guys will just kill me or make fun of me until the earth opens up and
swallows me up. That would be the best scenario, but having the earth open
up and swallow me is probably not going to happen. Bummer for me again.
"Great mommy I love presents please can I have it now." Man, I have to stop
saying mommy or she is going to think I like being treated like a little
baby girl. Smiling back at the concerned look on mommy face.
Mommy puts her hands out to me, meaning give her the water bottles. I hand
them to her. "Let me put these in your Barbie backpack so we don't forget
them. I guess your backpack is too heavy now, so I'll have to carry it and
you can carry the diaper bag."
"Oh wonderful just what I wanted mommy. I don't have to carry the world's
most girly Barbie backpack I get to carry the baby girl diaper bag." Oh, man
I just talked back to mommy I hope she does not freak out like she did the
last time I talked back. I feel a little pee squirt into the diaper but I
stop it after a few seconds.
Who knows what could happen, but what could be worse I'm in a pink ballerina
outfit, and leotards while wearing a diaper. I don't want to think about it
too much because I know life can get way worse.
I see a weird look in her face that is either angry, and I'm going to get it
or she thinks I'm cracking a joke. I hopefully will not get it but she will
twist it to make me sound girly I'm sure.
"You are a riot sweetie. The more you are dressed like a little girl the
more you are starting to act like a little girl. Maybe I should not keep you
in diapers; maybe you can be a good little girl and not a baby. What do you
think sweetie?"
Looking at mommy in shock that she is actually thinking about not keeping me
in diapers. Just the thought puts a massive smile on my face. "Can you be a
good little girl or are you going to continue to act like a baby?"
"No mommy I can be a good little girl I promise." What the heck did I just
say? Oh, man I just said I would be a good girl or a good little girl what
the heck. Plus, I called her freaking mommy again. I can't believe how girly
I'm talking and thinking.
Mommy's face lights up when I didn't even stutter or hesitate me saying I
would be a good little girl. "Good that's mommy's little Princess being a
good girl." Great now I am her little Princess. I will ignore her newest
girly comment and hopefully she won't call me that again.
"Okay sweetie I think you're right let's go look at your present, maybe that
will cheer you up." Mommy smiles at me and I notice she takes my hand and we
walk together with me at her side like I'm some little toddler.
We walk through the laundry room and into the garage. What are we doing in
here? "Okay my little Princess Panty boy close your eyes." Great now she is
calling me Princess and panty boy. I guess that is better than the other
girly names she has been calling me I think.
"Are your eyes closed sweetie?" Mommy looks down at me, and I close my eyes
while I am smiling from ear to ear. I hope she notices I'm trying to act
more like her little boy and not so girly even though I'm wearing a pink
ballerina outfit and leotards. Let me tell you it is not easy to act like a
boy dressed like this.
I look up at mommy with my eyes closed and she must notice I am smiling so
hard. Maybe there is light at the end of the tunnel, mommy is slowly
starting to not treat me like a baby girl. Yea she did call me panty boy,
which is at least a little bit more guy-ish even though that sounds like I'm
a little sissy now.
"Did I hear you giggle like my lil girl hehehe?" Mommy giggles now. Come to
think about it I rather be referred to as a sissy than a little baby girl,
little girl or any type of girl. I giggle to myself softly again.
We continue to walk into the garage me holding onto my mommy's hand with my
eyes closed until we stop halfway through the garage. I must look so girly
and babyish still holding her hand like a toddler with my eyes closed. "Are
you ready to open your eyes sweetie?" I nod my head up and down meaning yes
already, the suspense is killing me.
"Okay open your eyes my little Princess." Great she is back to calling me a
little Princess again. My smile disappears as she calls me that again. I
will ignore her girly comment this time also.
I open my eyes and to say I am shocked does not even come close to describe
what I am looking at. My new present which I was so excited for, and seen
how excited my mom was too, has me speechless. There is no way for me to
respond, as I am eye to eye with the most girly bicycle I have ever seen in
my life. "You must really like it did you notice what the name is on your
new bicycle?"
"Yes mommy how can I miss it? It say's my little Princess in massive letters
across the bicycle." I guess I know where she got the idea of calling me her
little Princess and of course it's pink and has flowers on it and even has
training wheels just like a little girl would need.
The bicycle is set up for a four-year-old little girl. "Look sweeties even
the helmet and the knee-pads and elbow pads all match. Can you see they all
say my little Princess on them? Isn't that the cutest thing you ever heard
my little Princess Panty boy hehehe." Mom giggles again.
"Here sweetie let's see how the helmet fits on you, and tell me if it's too
tight or loose so I can adjust the helmet straps." Oh man she is back to
talking to me like I'm a baby girl. Well I guess I am wearing a diaper and
girl's clothes so it fits I guess.
Mommy puts the helmet on my head staring into my eyes as she adjusts the
helmet straps and stands back and smiles. "Okay that looks just right honey,
hand me your arm Princess." I listen while she puts both my elbow pads and
kneepads on me.
"Oh yes that looks so much better now you won't get hurt, if you crash like
last time. Let's see you give your new bicycle a little spin around the
garage sweetie pie." I look at her like she is out of her mind I feel like a
baby and I look like a baby if anyone was to see me dressed like this. I
would die if someone seen me.
Mommy see's the confused look on my face. "You mean peddle around in the
garage mommy, you're kidding right?" Mom stares at me thinking I need more
room than in our small two-car garage. I was really thinking I don't want to
be caught dead on this bicycle especially dressed this way and with all this
girly bicycle protection gear on me.
"Well hop up on your new bicycle so your mommy can take a look at her little
Princess. Come on sweetie get to it, or do you need some help baby girl?" I
do as I am told but I roll my eyes as I walk away from mommy knowing she
can't see me this time.
I climb on the bicycle and put my feet on the peddles with the training
wheels down it keeps me balanced while mommy watches. "I see what you mean
you need more room princess." I don't notice, but I hear the garage door
opening while I see mommy pushing the garage door opener.
"There you go Princess just ride it around a bit in the driveway, but I
don't want you to go in the street until you get more practice on your new
bicycle. This is for a big girl not a baby girl so be careful sweetie."
I start peddling the bicycle and notice how hard it is to peddle I must be
out of practice or maybe because I'm wearing all this protective gear. I
feel like an astronaut if I fell over I would just roll back up hehehe. I
giggle to myself I thought, but hearing moms comment I giggled out loud.
"Oh I knew you would like your new bicycle princess hearing you giggling
like that." I hear mommy saying she thinks I like the bicycle but the second
I ride through the garage door I'm looking around making sure no-one sees me
dressed like this and see's me on this little girly bicycle.
I hear something in the street as I turn and see three boys cruising by on
their motor cross bicycles and they are pointing at me. "Look guys check out
the baby girl over there learning how to rider her bicycle. I remember when
I was around three or four and was learning to ride mine too, but I didn't
have training wheels like a girl hahaha." The boys laugh out loud staring at
me. I stop the bicycle before I turn around.
"Are you okay sweetie you have a strange look on your face. Let me help you
off your new bicycle." Mommy lifts me up off the bike and as soon as my
black Mary Jane shoes touch the drive way I start to heave and bend over and
throw up all over the driveway as I feel my tummy aching. "Oh you poor baby
lets get you inside I guess you aren't feeling too great. The excitement
must be too much for you since you are so excited about your new bicycle.
I'm not excited about the bicycle. I'm disgusted with how those guys seen a
little baby girl when they seen how I was dressed and what kind of bicycle I
was riding. I walk with my head down as mommy has one hand on my back and
the other is holding my hand. We walk back threw the garage and into the
kitchen.
"Okay sweeties sit at the table while mommy brings your new present into the
garage before someone steals it, and I'm going to clean the mess up too.
Will you be okay by yourself for a little bit sweeties?" I wish someone
would steal the bicycle that would be the greatest thing but mommy would
probably just buy me another one anyway.
Mommy keeps treating me like a baby girl and I want to scream out to stop
it, but the last time I did that she pulled my panties down and spanked me
in the middle of the mall in front of everyone. So I don't think that's a
good plan.
"Yes mommy I'll be okay." Mommy turns around and heads toward the garage. I
am so screwed up my mommy is treating me more and more like a baby girl or
just a little girl like that makes much of a difference. Man, and I am still
sounding more and more like a girl and I'm still calling her mommy. I shake
my head.
The End, or to be continued?
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