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Sara took the coat off Jamie once they were inside. Mom was standing
there glaring at us. She was more upset that we had left without a note
or calling her, not that we had gone someplace or even how I was
(un)dressed. We sat in the living room and talked for a while then she
asked what I wanted for supper tonight.
I asked why it was my choice and she started to laugh. "Well, if you
don't remember what today is I'm not going to remind you". "I don't even
know what day of the week it is, much less what's special about today" I
responded. For some reason a tear began to run from my eye, I didn't
think I was upset or anything, but something just triggered me. Mom went
into 'mother' mode and came and sat by me and hugged me saying it was
alright and she was sorry to upset me.
I was still pretty clueless till she got up and went over to the counter
and brought back a present. Then it clicked...it was my birthday! With
everything going on I had totally forgot about my Birthday...my 18th
even and I had spaced it all day. "We could make it very memorable for
you if you'd like" mom said. "How so" I asked.
"Well, we can take you to a nice restaurant and to another movie if
you'd like or go shopping or something, BUT, we leave you just as you
are". I looked as her quizzically. "Your bound your entire birthday!
Where ever we go Sara and I will feed you just like a baby. Course,
where ever we go you will probably have to take off your coat so you
might get a few strange looks but you seem to enjoy running around town
like that anyway I just thought you might get some kind of kinky fun out
of it" she said smiling.
"Ah...no" I said. She and Sara began to laugh and I'll admit I did to.
"What I'd really like right now is for you to push the button so I could
stretch for the first time in 18 hours then go take a shower, and then
put some CLOTHES on!" By now both of them are laughing profusely. Mom
rummaged in her purse and taking out the remote pushed the magic button
and with that everything popped free. The hobbles slid down my legs as I
stood there and the collar pushed at the lace of the nightie collar. I
had literally forgotten about the collar.
A shower...my first in 5 days...it was wonderful. It was great to
finally wash my hair as well. I think I stood under the water for 30
minutes it felt like trying to wash everything off of me since the
weekend. A shower is also a great place to have a good cry and for some
reason I felt I needed one. I was totally refreshed when I got out.
I wrapped up in a robe as I went to my bedroom to see what mom wanted me
to wear tonight. I was at first taken back by what was on my bed. Two
outfits, one an LBD with a scoop so low my cleavage wouldn't be for the
imagination anymore but fully on display. The other was a lace dress.
Just lace. Nothing else under it.
Neither would provide provision to hide a walking bag so I went in to
ask mom what she was thinking. "Well, I was thinking we'd try a couple
of things. First, the lace dress is actually a gift and is more for you
to wear around here or for Sara's eyes only. Unless of course you wear
it like you did your nightie today. Second, the LBD is, I thought, long
enough to cover your bag if we secure it up by your garter belt up high
instead of down on your leg" I decided to try the LBD just to see how it
went.
On with the black shelf bra, black satin tri-side crotchless, black
satin garter belt, and sheer hose with a rose pattern on them, then
black patent 2" heeled pumps. Finally I pulled the dress on. Kinky...the
top of the hose and garter clips are right below the thigh bands, and
the bottom of the dress is right below that. You can't see the bag, but
as high as it is it's not really useful either. I went into the living
room to show mom and Sara.
Sara is making panting sounds and mom says it looks real cute. Mom
decided to be funny. I didn't see her push the button and as I'm
standing there suddenly my wrists are sucked to my sides. "Funny" I
sarcastically said to her. Sara stands and walking over to me plants a
big wet kiss on me then takes out a tube of pink lipstick and trims out
my lips with it. Mom walks up behind me and drapes a black jacket over
my shoulders then buttons the center button. "I'd say she looks nice"
she said to Sara.
Sara had that look in her eyes again that I was naked and tied spread
eagle somewhere. "Oh more than nice, I'd say edible". Then mom put a
touch of pink eye shadow on me and walked me over to the hall mirror.
Ok...I looked cute. If it weren't for the small patches on my nose and
cheeks and if I had on full makeup, I think I'd look hot. As it was,
with my hands at my sides you couldn't really tell I was bound since the
coat came to just above the knee. Except that it was an odd place to
hold your hands that is.
Sara, mom and I arrived at a fairly posh restaurant about 45 minutes
later. As the valet appeared to help me from my seat mom pushed the
button so I had hands again and wouldn't look like dolt with him
offering me his hand and me just waving from my thigh. I guess my
garters showing out under the hem of the dress as I spun to stand was a
bit risqu? but it wasn't my choice so I didn't worry about it. We had a
wonderful evening and went home full and tired from a busy and stressful
day.
Most of the next week went by uneventfully. Sara took me on Monday to
get my new drivers license. They recommended I come back in a few weeks
and get a new one with a picture that doesn't look like I lost a fight.
On Wednesday, mom forgot to push the button before she left but at least
she had left the remote as I would have to put myself to bed that night
since dad would be home late and she was picking him up from the
airport.
Sara and I spent the day together Thursday, and I spent most of it
"secured" as she liked to play with me that way. I also spent most of it
nude but I told her if I had to be naked she had to be too. We did a lot
of exploring that day. Everyone was safe since I still have a tube
sticking out of me, but both of us had sore nipples by the end of the
day. My face has moved from black and blue to yellow and green so I hope
that by Monday the stitches can come out and I can use makeup to cover
the off color.
Friday, Sara and I went shopping for me a new wardrobe. I found out what
"shop till you drop" really means. Since I was buying everything a girl
could possibly need, I was going to be a very trendy 18 year old. I know
mom and dad will be very happy they didn't have to pay for what we
bought since the total the hospital had to pay that day was close to
$4,000. Yes, I'll admit that several of the outfits I bought just might
end up in Sara's closet as opposed to mine, but girlfriends
share...right?
Monday came and I was a nervous wreck. Sara was back in school, dad was
gone again and mom and I were getting me ready to go the doctor at 11.
Mom suggested I go white today for some reason. I was thinking pink to
match the bands but I went white since it was her suggestion. I put on
the white silk mid-thigh length dress mom had laid out for me the Friday
Sara and I went to the movies (my birthday) with white hose and 3"
pumps. I felt like a sacrifice being readied for King Kong's alter or
something. I went and showed mom that everything looked and felt great
but did I have to be the sacrifice?
She giggled at that then said I looked like someone from a beach movie
in the 60s, Annette something or another. Anyway, I went back to my room
and chose something from Sara and my shopping trip Friday. I stayed with
white for the top, a nice little silk shell that showed as much cleavage
as the bra would allow and a kaki pencil skirt that came just below my
garter tabs (after I changed hose to tan and my shoes to tan sandals) at
about mid-thigh. I had to play with the walking bag till I go it up
above the hem of the skirt...darn that thing!
I went out to the living room and showed mom my idea of fashion and she
agreed I looked more like a teenager from this decade. I also felt
considerably less self-conscious about how I was dressed, feeling more
like a teenage girl than a pin-up. We got to the doctors office about
10 minutes early and a few moments later he stuck his head out the door,
smiled and went back with my name being called a few minutes later.
Once in the room they did the usual checking temp, BP, etc then the
nurse told me to strip. I looked at her quizzically and she said "Oh
no...not naked, just take off your blouse and skirt". Whew... I didn't
plan on that! Now sitting in the exam room in just my white satin bra,
crotchless panties, garter belt, hose and sandals I wasn't sure how I
felt. Nervous for sure! With my little man withdrawn up into me all you
saw was a tube coming out the panties to the bag on my leg so the view
in the full length mirror on the back of the door was a teenage girl
just sitting there in her under-Sunday best!.
The doctor finally showed up about 10 minutes later. Now he asked me to
take off my bra as well. He looked at the stitches under my armpit, and
then took off the small bandages on my nose and cheeks saying we
wouldn't need those anymore (yippee!!). Then he has a nurse come in and
help him remove the stitches in the armpits. The nurse went back out and
he completed the "exam" by basically feeling me up asking questions the
whole time he did it like did I feel anything here, does this hurt,
etc..., but I think it was to just feel me up.
He said he was done and I should see him again in about a month. As he
started to walk out the door I asked him about the bag. When could it go
away as it was difficult to look like a modern teenage girl wearing
skirts down to your knees. He laughed at that and called my mom into the
room. When she came in he told us both that when I got home I (or mom)
could cut the hose off about 2 inches past where it came out of me then
the next time I was in he'd cut it all the way back.
I should start wearing a max-pad just incase I have leaks and might
consider a diaper or plastic pants for the next week or so for bed just
incase my brain doesn't wake me since I hadn't needed to be so bothered
for a few weeks. I asked him why I had it in the first place. He had a
puzzled look on his face as he said "they didn't tell you?" I think I
turned as white as my sheet. Mom piped in at this moment "we felt she
needed to heal body wise before we told her about that".
Now I looked at mom just as quizzically as I had the doctor. The doctor
turned around and told me to leave my clothes off (I could put on my
bra) and he'd explain. He had me lay back on my elbows so I could watch
as he explained (easy if you don't have two melons on your chest). Seems
I thought my little man had just withdrawn up into me naturally because
of the shock of everything else and the tube.
Nope. It seems that since I was going to present as a girl for the next
12 months or so ( thought it was only 6?), mom and dad along with the
various doctors thought it best if everything looked like a girls...if
you know what I mean. So in a surgery the day after everything happened,
my balls were tucked back up into me and sewn there as was my penis.
Electrolysis was performed on the areas that would be to the inside so
hairs wouldn't grow and become infected. Folds of skin were pulled
around the head, and then the whole thing sewn back up into me with this
tube that was glued in so I could pee.
He said my pubic hairs should grow over the tube in a month or so after
the tube is cut flush with the surface so that no one will ever be able
to see it and I'd look (and pee) just like any 18 year old girl...when
naked as well. Ok, I was very shaken by this and the doc could tell. He
quickly added that when all this was over another quick little surgery
would cut everything and it all falls back into place right where it
was. Damn...I really wanted to screw Sara tonight. Now, there wouldn't
be any screwin for a year. She'll be real happy I'm sure!
When we got home Jamie texted an SOS to Sara for her to call back. Sara
called back a short time later and couldn?t believe her ears what Jamie
had just told her. Well, that explains why I didn?t feel anything down
there last week she thought to herself. I guess that also explains why
no one was afraid of us being alone together. For all sense and purpose
we were two girls making out.
Mom dropped Jamie at home then went back to the store for what Jamie
would need to transition back to ?manual? peeing. It was a small triumph
when Jamie cut the tube. Mom arrived about an hour later with several
items needed for the next week or so. Jamie just shook her head at the
stuff mom got. A box of the largest diapers she could find, a package of
snap-side plastic pants (pink, white and yellow) and the necessary pads
for daytime use.
She had already had to pee once and actually made it, but realized she
had to pay attention to the feeling all over again. She also had to
borrow one of her mom?s pads as yes she leaked when finished peeing. Ok
and to make matters worse, mom had found a frilly pink baby-doll nightie
for her to wear to bed. Now that was almost gross but mom thought it was
cute. Bedtime...and Jamie did put on the baby-doll nightie AND had to
wear a diaper as well WITH plastic pants over it.
What bothered her most was still being bound. She forgot to ask how long
that had to go on as well and now it would be another month before she
could ask never thinking she (or mom or dad) could just pick up the
phone and call to ask. That first night she was glad she was diapered.
Gross!! was all she could think when she woke the next morning. She
could tell she had pee?d once already during the night and could tell
she was about to start another time.
She started to get out of bed but figured that even if she did she
needed time to get everything pulled down to get the job done and
unfortunately, the job was already in progress...GROSS! Oh that was
soooo weird feeling. THAT wasn?t going to happen again if she could help
it. Wet and soggy, she just laid there and finally fell back asleep. The
sunlight beaming through her curtains woke her at about 9...and she
wasn?t free. She managed to get up and get to the living room where
hopefully the remote was parked and thankfully there it was with a note
from mom.
?Didn?t figure you needed to bother with people and the bathroom all in
the same day so how about one thing at a time and maybe try for school
tomorrow. Love, Mom? Bless her Jamie thought. She hit the remote and
went into the bathroom to remove her messy diaper, thankfully it was
only pee. She didn?t stop there but jumped straight into the shower and
got cleaned up and ready for the day, treating the prep time as a
learning experience to see how long she needed to get ready if she was
going to school tomorrow.
From bed to ready to walk out the door was 45 minutes but she also knew
she hadn?t applied any makeup yet and didn?t know how long that would
take. She had an idea but wanted to wait till the next time she needed
to pee before leaving the house and having one of ?those? accidents. She
watched TV for a while then with boredom setting in again she decided to
see if she could make herself pee. Success! She felt somewhat confident
she could control things but along with her pad she did wear a pair of
the plastic panties just to be safe.
It was so kinky looking like a trendy 18 year old but hearing the
unmistakable crinkle of plastic under her skirt. She drove her new BMW
for the first time over to the mall and headed to the cosmetics counter
of a large dept store chain. The sales assistant was very understanding
and had helped may people with similar run-ins with airbags from
accidents. About an hour later, Jamie left with all the cosmetics she
would need for quite a while and wearing a professional sample of what
she could try to replicate on her own. She called her mom and asked her
if she wanted to meet for lunch, wanting to show her the complete new
Jamie.
Mom wasn?t prepared for the beauty that was sitting at the table of the
bistro. She knew it was her daughter but she thought she could be a
model or a movie star. ?Wow? was all mom got out as she joined Jamie at
the table. Jamie sat there smiling a big Cheshire cat grin enjoying the
unveiling moment. They talked for a bit, then ordered light salads and
continued their chat. Jamie wasn?t sure of what to do with herself the
rest of the afternoon. Mom asked her how her bathroom trips were going
and Jamie said she thought things were under control so far.
Mom then recommended she go to the super mall on the north side of town
for a while. That would force her to pay attention to her body on the
drive up and back and get some fun out of the trip as well while
shopping in between trips. Jamie said it sounded like a plan, they
finished and she left. The drive up was uneventful but as she walked
from the car to the mall she had that kinky feeling again hearing the
plastic panties crinkle beneath her skirt as she walked. While there at
the mall she did feel that feeling and made it with no problems to a
nearby restroom.
The sound though of her panties crinkling constantly was beginning to
have a sexual effect on her. That feeling of needing to be bound began
to grow while she walked as well as that feeling she felt the other day
with Sara. She began to fantasize, odd and strange thoughts filled her
head. That ?other? feeling began to grow and she had to sit down for a
few moments while it built and then subsided.
She had had an orgasm and hadn?t even been touched except for the
sensual contact of her bra, the tube rubbing on her pad in her panties,
and the crinkle sound of the plastic panties. The feeling was wonderful
and she sat and reveled in the experience for several minutes. She
suddenly wished her wrists had been bound to her side as well and
shaking her head wondered where that thought had come from. As she left
the mall she noticed one of the main-stream adult stores across the
street from the mall. The reminder of her plastic panties flashed
through her head and the next thing she knew she was stepping out of the
car in the parking lot of the store.
Upon entering, she felt that excitement flow through her again. By the
time she left, she had spent close to $500 on gags, hoods, dildos of all
shapes and sizes, butt plugs, and harnesses for both herself and to try
on Sara... and a hot pink chastity belt. Also, she was looking forward
to trying a strap on dildo and a gag dildo. She was especially looking
forward to the latter figuring she?d be bound while servicing Sara with
it and the chastity belt would take her mind off the fact that she
didn?t have utility of anything down there anyway. It was the first to
go on when she got home.
She fed the little stub of the tube through the slit in front then cut
the tube right at the surface. She locked it in place and put the key in
an envelope to give to Sara for safe keeping (and so she couldn?t take
it off herself). Standing in front of the mirror naked except for the
chastity belt, thigh bands and bracelets she truly saw herself for the
first time as a woman, and liked what she saw. It was a few minutes
after 3 as she walked back into her bedroom, thinking that before she
did anything silly she?d better call mom so she?d know she was home and
so there wouldn?t be any surprises of someone coming home while she was
?busy?.
She had just bent over to insert a butt plug when the door bell rang.
Stepping over to the curtain, she peered out and saw Sara?s car out
front so finishing the job at hand you might say, then went and opened
the front door with nothing else on...no robe, clothes or anything else.
Sara nearly pinned her to the wall with the monster kiss she gave her.
Jamie, finally taking an opportunity to come up for air suggested Sara
get herself something to drink and then come into the bedroom in about 5
minutes.
Jamie thought she could get ready in 5 minutes anyway. Bringing the
remote into her bedroom with her, she put in the penis gag (double
ended), put on the strap on (giving Sara a choice of where to impale
herself), slid the hobble bands up to her knees, and then attached a
spreader bar between her ankles and last but not least, hit the button
and as she felt the hobbles adjust, placed her wrists down by her side
for the inevitable CLACK. Sara hearing that sound made her way into the
bedroom and was quite surprised to see Jamie so bound and ready to
service her. It took her about 2 seconds to strip naked and while
impaling herself on the strap on began sucking the penis gag and playing
with Jamie?s breasts.
Jamie, as she had bound herself, could do nothing but be used for Sara?s
pleasure, and Sara was pleasuring herself believe me. For maybe an hour
Sara played with her toy, using it for several orgasms while the toy
probably had two or three herself during that time. It was close to 5pm
when Sara removed the penis gag from Jamie and she suggested that maybe
they should clean up in case mom came home early. Sara had other plans
however, and did clean up but left Jamie lying there the whole time. At
about 5:30 she finally pressed the button to release her.
Getting dressed (but leaving on the chastity belt and leaving in the
butt plug) Sara helped her redo her makeup just in time for mom to come
through the door. Mom knew something had been going on but was totally
at ease knowing Jamie was well taken care of. Two girls exploring was
pretty safe in her mind although she did notice Jamie walking with a bit
of wiggle to her step. Sara stayed a while longer to help Jamie pick out
an outfit for the first day back to school tomorrow.
Chosen were a pale pink scoop neck sweater blouse (pretty much showing
everyone what had happened without having to explain a lot), and a off-
white mid-thigh skirt with off-white sandals. Under dressing would be
her new white pushup bra, white crotchless panties, and white garter
belt with tan hose along with the bracelets, thigh bands and chastity
belt. At least for the first few days sticking with pink in the combo
would reduce the number of questions about the bracelets (if any).
Sara left, and Jamie saying she was tired and needed to rest for her big
day tomorrow she announced she was going to bed early and went and
prepared for bed. When her mom poked her head in the door to push the
button Jamie smiled at her from deep under the covers. She had at first
planned to truss herself up a bit but figured she really did need to
sleep tonight and being additionally bound overnight would have to wait
till a weekend. CLACK CLACK
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