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The Bet by Karen Singer Chapter 31 (Monday - week 5) Like a child's taunting singsong voice, the words kept echoing deep within his mind, "Sissy, sissy, sissy. Sissy, sissy, sissy." Over and over again they sounded, driving the denunciation home. He tried to deny it, tried to hide from it, but the outlandish dress he was wearing was not only proof of it, the dress itself almost seemed to shout the same accusation. "Sissy, sissy, sissy." Like a puppet on a string, he was forced to skip and dance like a little child, lifting his skirts with glee - despite the horror he really felt. There was no way out. No way to fight back. No matter how hard he tried not to do it, his body kept singing and skipping. "Sissy, sissy, sissy." In his dreams, he finally realized that there was no place he could hide from it. Nothing he could do to stop it. Every time he ripped off one bizarre dress, another completely outlandish outfit took its place. No matter what he did, the bizarre clothing seemed to follow him, engulf him, until he no longer even tried to get away. "Sissy, sissy, sissy." It was hopeless. The clothing was soft and frilly. Sensual. Teasing him in all the ways he loved the most. Tickling him until he finally was forced to give in. Touch it. Embrace it. Love it. "Sissy, sissy, sissy." He was worn out... broken down. He could no longer fight it. He was forced by something very deep inside of himself to admit the truth. He loved it... he loved it all! He was a sissy! There was absolutely no way around it, he was what he was. A sissy! "Sissy, sissy, sissy." Like the petals of a flower just beginning to open, the feelings inside of him started to change and grow. Very slowly at first, then they began rushing faster and faster. Joy! It filled every part of his body, every part of his soul... until now he wanted to skip and laugh and sing. "Sissy, sissy, sissy." He was a sissy! That was what he was! He could enjoy the pretty dresses, and shoes, and clothes. He could enjoy the warm wet diapers. He could enjoy his bottles and pacifiers. He could enjoy all the wonderful sensations that it all brought to him without any reservations or guilt. He was a sissy! "Sissy, sissy, si..." The indignant loud music suddenly began blaring from his pink clock radio. Shattering his dreams. Shattering his euphoria. Shattering he sleep. Erasing from his mind everything he had been feeling. Instilling instead, a sense of shock at being pulled so blatantly out of a much nicer place. Confused, he rolled off of his blow-up mattress, scattering empty baby bottles across the floor. He got to his knees and wanted to take stock of everything, but the darn loud music wouldn't let him. He reached out and slapped at the clock radio, fumbling with the controls till the music finally ceased. Blessed silence once again filled the room. He breathed in deeply at the relief. Finally, he could allow himself to feel his own body again. His diapers were the first to grab his attention - heavy and wet, ugh - messy too. From his knees they felt bulkier than ever before... if that was possible. But then Mel had been putting four diapers on him for the last few nights instead of his usual three, so he supposed that bulkier was entirely possible. The breast forms glued to his chest also felt heavy, and bulky, and a nuisance. They stuck out way too inconveniently underneath his babydoll nightie top. He struggled to his feet and quickly became more aware than ever of the weight and bulk of his diapers. Wow they were thick! The pressure between his legs was uncomfortable... and sensual. As he tried to waddle slowly toward his bedroom door, the super-bulky feeling turned him on slightly. Yet despite the pleasure he felt, it didn't do anything at all for his completely limp penis trapped inside of his diapers... and trapped inside of his chastity device. He could no longer even feel his penis. In fact, he really hadn't felt much from it for a few days now. But as long as those cruel teeth were still inside of the device, it was just as well. Those darn teeth could hurt! He was halfway through his living room, on his way to see if Mel had left him another note when he remembered the very last thing she had said to him last night. His knees almost buckled, his progress almost stopped. A sick feeling of dread sank deep into his stomach. Nooooo! She was planning on dressing him up in his most outrageous sissy dress and take him into work to show him off to everybody there! Even Robin! Everybody! They were all going to see exactly what he was... not just a guy who was now wearing dresses to work like a woman... they were going to see him for exactly what he was - a diaper wearing, total sissy flake! Nooooo! His progress toward his kitchen stopped completely. He was suddenly afraid to see her note. Afraid of what new demands she might have for him to make his worst nightmare come true. He couldn't let her do it! He couldn't! He would have to find some way to stop her. He would do anything! Plead, beg, anything! He continued on to his kitchen... because in order to come up with an idea to stop her, he first had to know what she wanted of him. The note was there, where it always was. Sissy, First bottle - before you do anything else. And finish it - before you do anything else! Get your shower and get cleaned up. Make sure you shave clean - all over! Call me as soon as you get finished - before you put any diapers on! If you can do this right today, I "might" give you two and a half hours to make your diapers leak instead of only two hours - if you can do it right! And remember - Sissy Talk! Sissy Talk! His stomach turned squeamish at the thought of it. Visions of skipping around Mel's living room last night acting like a total fool filled his mind. Had he really done that? He didn't want to answer his own question. His thoughts turned instead to something else - two and a half hours! Now that would be great. Just that extra half an hour would take so much pressure off of him. He was sure he could make all his diapers leek inside of that time limit... if he didn't allow himself to slack off. Damn! That meant that the bottom line was that she was still going to be keeping the pressure on him. Maybe it was just because he was thinking about it, or maybe it was because it was just time, but he suddenly realized he was peeing again. The brief sensation felt all too wonderful inside of his super bloated diapers. Nice! As he opened his refrigerator and pulled one of the freshly stocked bottles out of it, he thought again about what she had planned for him today. Again his stomach wrenched at the very thought of it. He didn't bother to wonder if she would really do it. He knew she would! He sat on his overly bulky diapers, in the only chair that he owned. He pulled his pacifier out of his mouth and stuck the bottle there instead. As he started drinking the cool green tea from the bottle, his mind began running countless scenarios of Mel parading him around the company where he worked. The cool liquid from the bottle did nothing to calm the burning fear from what was running through his head. Damn! How was he going to get her to not do it? Mel took another sip from her coffee and glanced again at her cell phone. How long did it take him to drink one little bottle and then get cleaned up? If he didn't call soon, she was going to go over there with her stick and give it to him good! She had big plans for him today. Major plans! And some of them were things that had to be done at a certain time. She couldn't afford to let him be late! The sudden buzzing of her phone startled her. She grabbed it quickly. "Hello?" "Hewwo, Mistwess," Chad's high-pitched sissy voice came over the line. Mel felt a mixture of humor and relief at hearing his voice. "Are you naked?" she asked. "Yes, Mistwess," he answered. "Good, I'll be right there!" Mel hung up her phone and grabbed her keys. She was out her door quickly. She knocked softly on his door. It was opened immediately. He was hiding his naked body behind the door as he opened it. She was tempted to stand there and demand that he curtsey for her before she entered, but with him naked like that, she thought better of the idea and went inside... then she stood still, glaring at him. Chad almost wilted under her gaze. He felt unusually uncomfortable standing in front of her naked. And now she was obviously waiting for him to curtsey to her again. There was never any question of resisting. "Hewwo, Mistwess," he said in his new sissy voice as he dropped a quick curtsey for her. His actions sent a wave of pleasure through her. She just loved seeing him do that! And now with his new sissy voice it was twice as good. "Hello, Sissy," she finally replied. She looked him over briefly as he stood in front of her - naked, except for his chastity device and the breast forms that were glued to his chest. About as naked as he was capable of getting anymore. His hair was still wet and a mess from where he had just washed it, but otherwise he looked clean... and clean shaven. Speaking of which... "Let's go to your bathroom, Sissy. I need to check to make sure you didn't miss anything today." Chad would have curtseyed to her again as he had been taught, but she was already walking off. He followed quickly behind her. As Mel walked into the bathroom, she was happy to note that he already had one diaper laid out to put on. Good, it would waste less time. "Okay, Sissy. Let me see you." Mel had him turn slowly around while she inspected him critically all over. She stopped him at one point and grabbed his razor from the counter. Then she ran it lightly over his back where he couldn't reach properly. Overall though, he had done a very good job of keeping himself well shaven. She was pleased. When she got back to his front side, she couldn't help but stare for a few moments at his penis trapped inside of his little device. It was so tiny. But then, that was as big as it ever seemed to be anymore. It was hard to believe that that little thing might be capable of getting so much bigger. Was it still capable? An interesting question, but she wasn't going to waste the time right now to find out. "Okay, Sissy. Good job. You can..." All thoughts of finishing what she was saying died when she noticed a stream of pee running out of his chastity device to fall on the floor. And strangely, it was a moment before Chad even realized he was doing it. "Oh shit!" he cursed as he realized what was happening. He quickly glanced around for a way to stop it or for something to catch it all. His eyes fell on the diaper he had laid out. He grabbed it quickly. "Just let it go, Sissy," Mel commanded before Chad could catch anything with the fresh diaper. "It's too late now anyway." Chad stood before her looking very uncomfortable and embarrassed as the pee continued to flow out of him, down and out of his chastity device, and splashed in an ever-growing puddle on the floor. Mel backed up a few steps to avoid being splashed, but Chad had no such luxury. "Sorry, Mistress," he mumbled awkwardly, not even bothering to use his new sissy voice. "That's okay, Sissy. In fact, I'm rather pleased. So pleased in fact, that I may find a way to reward you later... maybe." Chad looked up hopefully. There was excitement in his eyes. "Please don't show me off where I work today, Mistress. Please!" Mel shook her head. "Sorry, Sissy. I'm not that pleased. Besides, this will be for your own good! Now clean that up and do your hair. No makeup, one diaper, the cute little shoes and socks you wore home last night, and your baby-doll top. Nothing else... oh, except your jewelry. Make sure you've got plenty of extra diapers in your diaper bag before you come over to my place. I'll see you there." "Yes, Mistress," Chad replied reluctantly, again not using his new sissy voice. He was clearly upset over that fact that Mel still intended to show him off to all his friends at work. "You've got two and a half hours to get that diaper leaking today." Chad was at least glad to hear that part. "Oh, and Sissy... the next time I hear you not using your new sissy voice, and the next time you don't curtsey when you should... I promise, I'll make things twice as bad for you when we get there as I intend to!" Chad's mouth fell open wide as she turned on her heel and left him. The very thought of prancing around and singing and talking like a total idiot in front of all his friends sent waves of dread running through him. There's no way she would actually do that to him, would she? No way! Damn! He knew she would! Without a doubt! Mel hummed softly to herself as she stirred the oatmeal baby cereal she was preparing on her stove. She couldn't get the sight of him peeing on his bathroom floor this morning out of her head. She was convinced that he didn't even know he was going to do it because it had obviously been such a surprise to him. And then when he realized it was happening, he reached for something to soak it up instead of trying to stop it with his body's muscles. Why didn't he just stop it? But then that was the kind of behavior from him she absolutely wanted to see because it meant that he really was losing control. And him losing control also meant him losing the bet... and of course she would win! She had been so worried because he had claimed under hypnosis at Gloria's that he could hold back for so long. But maybe he couldn't! Had he really lost more than he had claimed, or was his lack of control this morning really just some fluke happening? She had been purposely riding him extra hard for the last few days. Could that have had anything to do with it? Unfortunately, the last scenario was more than likely. But if it was, then at least her plan was working... somewhat. Bottom line - she just didn't know where he really stood. And consequently she couldn't trust him. She really needed Gloria's help. Gloria could get information out of him without him knowing about it. And information was power. Of course, more importantly, Gloria and her ability to hypnotize him could insure that she would win this bet easily! Unfortunately, Gloria was being a bit stubborn about helping lately. But that was just something she would have to straighten out... and quickly. Hopefully today. She turned the heat off and moved the pot away from the burner. It was ready. Now where was he? Chad stood outside her door and paused for a moment. He wasn't exactly happy about standing there dressed the way that he was, but the thought of what she planned to do to him today was turning his stomach and making him ill. She couldn't do that to him... she just couldn't! He'd never get over it. He'd have to quit his job - if they didn't fire him - and move away to someplace else. That is, if he ever did manage to win this bet - which he was still fairly confident that he would. Of course, doing things like peeing on the floor this morning wasn't exactly helping him win. That had been stupid! Why hadn't he realized he needed to go and just held it? But then she had been forcing him to pee so much for the last few days that he hadn't even thought about holding back. That wasn't helping his side at all. He couldn't wait till tomorrow when he could go back to work again and get away from Mel's all too difficult and humiliating demands... that is... if he still had a job to go back to tomorrow... or if he dared go back. A loud piercing whistle from the parking lot behind him brought him out of his mental struggles. He quickly glanced back to see two guys down below staring at him. More ashamed of how he looked than ever, he quickly reached out and knocked on Mel's door. The door was opened a moment later. "It's about time," Mel declared, still dressed in just her robe. He curtseyed as elaborately as he could. "Good mowning, Mistwess," he said in his all too sickening sissy voice around the pacifier in his mouth. The whistle came from the parking lot again. He did his best to ignore it, but Mel stepped past him with a broad smile on her face. She waved to the men below. "I'd let you play with them, Sissy," she said, "but we've got too much to do this morning." Chad was glad - especially since he had already stepped inside her apartment. He wasn't about to go back out again if he could possibly help it! Mel came back inside. "Up in your highchair, Sissy. Breakfast time." Yuck! The thought of another breakfast of baby cereal started turning his stomach more than it already was. Why couldn't she let him eat something else for a change? Some nice bacon and eggs sounded a lot better to him than more baby cereal. Or maybe perhaps an omelet - loaded with plenty of good stuff of course. Now that would be a proper breakfast! But the sight of the pot on her stove quickly dashed any hopes of anything better from his mind. Sulking, he climbed up into his highchair and sat numbly still while she fastened a bib around his neck and slid the tray into place. A minute later, she placed a large bowl of the tasteless mush in front of him along with two baby bottles. How could he eat it? All he could think about was having to act like a total fool in front of everybody he knew. Everybody was going to laugh at him... everybody! They would all see just how much of a total sissy he really was. What could he do? How could he stop it? "Mistress?" he called desperately in his sissy voice before she could get out of the room. "Yes, Sissy?" "Please don't do this to me," he begged. "Please don't take me to work and show me off to everybody I know." Mel smiled to herself. He was starting to panic. Not a lot yet, but a little bit. It was a good sign. Just what she wanted. "Sorry, Sissy. Like I told you earlier. It's for your own good. Better get used to the idea." With that, she quickly left him before he could ask anything else. Yes, so far things were going perfectly! Chad sat and stared at the baby cereal in the bowl in front of him. But he didn't feel at all like eating it. Visions of himself wearing that silly sissy dress she had found him, being pulled all around in front of everybody he knew, and singing for them in his stupid little sissy voice still filled his head. He felt nothing but sorry for himself. "Sissy?" Mel's voice called from her bedroom. "You better be eating all your cereal and make sure you drink all your bottles. Cause if you don't, then I just might send you to work tomorrow wearing one of your other little sissy dresses too. Now wouldn't everybody you know love to see that?" Chad shuddered at the thought of it. Not that he'd really have to worry about it much. After today, he seriously doubted he would still have a job tomorrow. But then, it was hard to believe he still had a job now with the way he had been dressing for work lately. Very hard to believe! So maybe they wouldn't fire him... not right away anyway. With that little bit of hope, he picked up his bottle to wet his mouth before daring the huge amount of baby cereal glop in front of him. Chad was still forcing himself to eat the last of the baby cereal when a knock came at the door. Panicked, he wanted to hide somewhere, but he was pretty much trapped in the highchair where he sat. He heard Mel going to answer the door. He heard her talking to someone, then the door closing. A moment later, Sandy walked into the kitchen. She had a small plastic bag in her hand. "Hi kiddo," she said as she spotted Chad in his highchair. "Hewwo, Sandy," Chad replied, none to cheerfully. "Aww. The baby doesn't sound too happy today." "Why should I?" Chad sulked. "Because today should be fun! You're going to get to show off your pretty sissy dress to so many people." "Ugh! Don't remind me!" "Aw. What's the matter? Is the little baby going to cry?" "I might," Chad returned, still unable to come to grips with what was going to happen. "And I'd have good reason too!" Sandy giggled. "Well, if you do, don't worry about your makeup." She held up the bag she had brought in. "I got you a bunch of waterproof stuff so we don't have to worry about that little problem today at all." She giggled again as she set the bag back down. "Sandy!" Mel's voice called from her bedroom. "Check to see if he's wet yet." "Okay!" Sandy yelled back. She reached under the highchair tray and grabbed the front of Chad's diaper. With his hands trapped above the tray, there was little Chad could do to stop her. It seemed like her hand was staying there a lot longer than it should. He suddenly felt her groping around his chastity device through his diaper. With a mischievous grin, she finally pulled her hand away. "He's wet, but not very," Sandy yelled to Mel back in her bedroom. "Sissy," Mel yelled back, "better get busy! Don't make me beat you in front of your coworkers!" Chad instantly felt even more uncomfortable than he already was as he imagined her spanking his bare bottom with her stick in front of everybody he knew. He quickly picked up the almost empty baby bottle on his tray and began finishing it. "Just like a baby," Sandy giggled. "There, all done," Sandy declared as she pulled her hand away from Chad's face. Chad, still trapped in his highchair, pursed his lips then stretched them. The sealer she had just smeared over top of the lip color felt weird... tasted weird too. Chad wasn't really sure he liked it. "How's he coming?" Mel asked as she finally came out all dressed for work. Chad thought she looked particularly nice today in the skirted business suit she had selected. "I just finished his makeup," Sandy replied. Mel studied Chad's face critically, then smiled. "Love it!" she declared. Chad had no idea what he looked like today. It was impossible to tell since he had no mirror to look in. And to be honest, he wasn't sure he really wanted to know. Besides, nothing good could possibly come from what Mel had planned for today, so maybe it was better that he didn't know. "How much time do we have before we have to leave?" Sandy asked. Mel checked her watch. "A while yet. But we've still got to get his dress on him and then I want to make him practice everything again." Ugh! More practicing? Chad clearly remembered walking around and around Mel's living room yesterday, curtseying and talking in his silly new voice to her floor lamp. He wasn't looking forward to doing that again! Mel finally removed the tray that was locking him into the chair and let him get down. Before she led him back to her bedroom, she pulled another baby bottle out of her refrigerator and handed it to him. "Don't disappoint me," she warned. Chad curtseyed, "No, Mistwess," he replied. He kept the bottle in his mouth and drank from it continuously until he was forced to remove it while Mel pulled his dress over his head. Once again, the all too sensual ruffles of his white and pink sissy dress swirled around his legs. Exciting him... making him feel strangely sexual. Yet he still felt nothing in the very area that he should have been feeling things - his forever trapped penis. The pacifier on the pink ribbon was again attached to his dress. Mel grabbed it and stuck it into Chad's mouth before she fastened the large white ribbon back into his hair. She walked around him, surveying him critically. "Perfect!" she declared. Her eyes locked onto his and seemed to bore into him. "I'm more than sure all your little friends at work will just love seeing you today." Chad shuddered and realized he was wetting his diaper a bit again. "Mistwess, pwease!" he begged pitifully. "Don't even bother!" Mel replied quickly. "You're going, and that's that!" The feelings of dread and despair in his stomach doubled. Around and around. Curtsey elaborately to the lamp, making sure his diaper can be seen every time he did it. Talk in the stupid sissy voice. Try to act happy and excited. But acting happy and excited were pretty much out of the question today. How do you act happy when all you want to do is cry? Show them his diapers like a little baby. Answer their inane questions without any 'l's or 'r's in his words... and always use the stupid high-pitched voice. Over and over again. Around and around. Very quickly, the boring routine brought back all the silly little habits he had picked up by doing it a million times the day before. He barely thought about any of it after a little while as he just let habit take over. "Okay, Sissy," Mel declared. "Now skip around and sing 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'." Chad took another swig from the baby bottle in his hand, then began skipping around her living room. A moment later, the childish song and voice were coming out of his mouth. At least he could bypass the lamp and ignore that every time around. It didn't take long before the constant skipping and singing got very tiring. Visibly so. "That's enough, Sissy," Mel declared. "We don't want to wear you out too soon. Go stand in your corner now for a few minutes till it's time to go." From one rotten thing to another. Chad headed to his corner, climbed up on the bar of his perch, and squeezed his whole body deep into the corner. The ruffles on his skirt tickled his legs even as he tried to stand still. He wasn't thrilled about standing in the corner like that, but at least he wasn't walking out the door... yet. Mel busied herself in the kitchen, grabbing lots of jars of baby food and baby bottles from her refrigerator and stuffing them all into several plastic bags. One of his bibs and tiny baby spoons were put into one of the bags as well. She checked his diaper bag and made sure he had plenty of everything they would need. At her request, Sandy had gone home to collect a few things for today too. She set everything she had collected by the door to carry out to her car. Sandy finally came back carrying a large bag of things. Together, they both carried everything down to Mel's car and put it all into the trunk. That was it. They were ready. Now all they needed was Sissy. Chad heard them both leaving - leaving him alone in her apartment. Stuck in the corner as he was, he couldn't see anything or tell what was going on. He didn't really care. He'd rather they left him right where he was all day than what they had planned for him. How could he get out of it? Of all the horrible things Mel had made him do since this bet started, this was by far the worst! The apartment was quiet while they were gone. He found the lack of commotion around him peaceful, like the quiet before a storm. He concentrated on it, enjoying it while he could, because he knew that all too soon things were going to get worse. Much worse! He heard their voices even before the door opened. They were back. He had no doubt that his simple quiet reverie was about to end. His panic erupted once again. "Okay, Sissy. Get off of that thing," Mel told him the moment she got through her door. "It's time. Let me look you over one more time." Chad carefully climbed down off his perch, holding onto the wall for support. When he was sure of his balance, he carefully let go. His eyes never looked up from the floor though. All he could think about was what they were about to make him do. Life as he had known it was over, and in his fear, tears started running down from his eyes. "Let me look at you," Mel said as she walked over to him. Chad's eyes were still locked onto a spot on the floor in front of him. "Look up so I can see you," Mel commanded. Very slowly, Chad raised his head to look at her. As he did so, the sobs he was trying to hold back broke forth. In his little girl style dress with all the ruffles tickling the tops of his thighs, crying his heart out, he felt like the biggest sissy ever. And there was nothing he could do about it. And then, to make matters worse, he suddenly felt himself peeing heavily into his diaper. He felt so small and stupid. A total baby. "I told you the waterproof makeup would be a good idea," Sandy said. "Yes, you were certainly right about that," Mel agreed. "That's enough, Sissy! This is going to happen whether you like it or not. So stop that crying." But Chad couldn't stop. He was going crazy with fear. "Please, Mistress, please," he pleaded, careful to speak in his new sissy voice so as not to upset her. "Please don't make me do this. I'll do anything for you. I promise. Anything!" He seemed so distraught that Mel's heart almost broke. But she had been expecting exactly this and more, so she was well prepared for it. "No, Sissy. I told you before, this is for your own good. Now stop that crying right now!" Chad didn't stop crying. Nor did he understand. "How?" he asked. "How could this possibly be good for me?" They were getting closer to the heart of the matter now. "How?" she repeated. "Sissy, I told you that this was going to be a new life for you. A drastically different one. And until you accept that fully, your old life is only going to be holding you back. You won't be able to fully enjoy or even embrace all your new sissy feelings until you fully accept what you are. And by showing everybody you know the real you... the true you... they'll no longer expect the old you anymore. They'll accept the new you instead... and you can move on and truly become the sissy you've always dreamed of being." Chad wasn't at all sure about her logic. And he also was fairly sure that he didn't want to be the kind of sissy she had in mind. While Chad was trying desperately to digest what she had just said, Mel's eyes noticed her yardstick leaning up against the corner. She walked over and picked it up. Holding it tightly in her hand, she brought it back to where she had been talking with Sissy. "Better not forget this thing," she mused. "We just might need it!" Chad's eyes never left the stick Mel was playing with in her hands. Was she threatening him with it already? He wasn't really sure, but he had the distinct feeling that she might be. She wasn't going to let him out of this no matter what. It was cruel! She was cruel! For his own good? He doubted that seriously. But she evidently thought so. She was leaving him no way out, no way around it. Taking a breath to steady himself, he looked down at the floor again, trying to find the courage for what he had to do. Finally, he grabbed the skirts of his sissy dress, and never taking his eyes off of the floor, he dropped a curtsey and said, "Yes, Mistress." Mel smiled inwardly, trying not to let it show. What she had told him had been carefully crafted... artfully conceived as a way of convincing him to behave without letting him on to her real motive. Yet the odd thing was, that despite the fabrication she had just laid out for him, the reasoning had the ring of truth about it. Something she would have to carefully consider for later. Sandy looked on, wide-eyed, through the whole exchange. She had listened to it all without saying a word or interrupting. She couldn't believe it! She would have caved instantly under his pitiful pleas for mercy. She didn't know how Mel could possibly be so unwavering about this. Something else though had caught her attention while Mel was explaining things to him. What exactly had she meant about showing everybody he knew? The only person he knew at the gym was Cassie... and maybe the receptionist. Maybe she had heard it wrong or Mel hadn't really meant it the way she thought it sounded. She'd just have to wait and see. "Okay, Sissy," Mel said. "It's time. Down in the car. Time to embrace your true sissy self." Chad shook himself a bit. It was time. He didn't want this - but it was time. No way out. He did his best to put a smile on his face, although the effort was minimal at best. He curtseyed again. "Yes, Mistress." He headed for the door. He stopped halfway there, a look of new worry creasing his face. He almost forgot to curtsey. "Mistress," he said. "I haven't had anything to drink in a while now. Should I get a bottle for the car?" He didn't really want it, but if Mel was still going to make him show everyone he knew what a total sissy he was, then no doubt she'd also punish him severely if his diaper didn't leak in time. Mel was very pleased. "Of course, Sissy. Good thinking. Because I'll have no problem paddling your naked backside in front of everybody while we're out if you don't make it." She slapped the yardstick against her other hand to emphasize her point. Chad saw how serious she seemed to be. Not bothering to curtsey like he should, he ran to the kitchen and pulled another baby bottle out of the refrigerator. Mel and Sandy sat in the front seat. Chad was buckled into the back seat with his bottle. The skirts of his silly dress stuck up horribly all around him. It had been hard to figure out how to sit down in the car with the silly skirt. Chad noticed that the edges of his ruffles almost rose up higher than the bottom of the window next to him. Anybody who looked at the car would probably be able to see them easily... and they'd see him of course with his baby bottle. Mel's cell phone buzzed while she was driving. She fished it out of her purse. "Hello?" "Hi Mel. It's Cassie. I just wanted to let you know that they're here and everybody has been told about what's supposed to happen. Nobody here has any major objections. So bring it on!" "Thanks. I appreciate it. See you in a little while." She closed her phone and dropped it back into her purse. "Cassie?" Sandy asked. Mel turned her head and nodded with a smile. Sandy was expecting to drive straight to the gym, but Mel surprised her by pulling into the parking lot of a large building before they got there. She heard another small whimper from Chad in the back seat as they pulled off of the road. Why was Mel stopping here? It wasn't panic that hit Chad the moment Mel turned off the road into the parking lot of his company, he knew he was doomed. Instead, it was the total overwhelming sense of feeling sorry for himself. The closer to the building she drove, the more it hit him, until once again he was crying. He didn't want this. He didn't want to show everybody his true self. As Mel stopped her car right at the curb in front of the door where he usually entered... the door where everybody usually entered, his self pity seemed to double. He couldn't stand it anymore. He knew they had just been through it back at her apartment, but he didn't care. "Please, Mistress," he wailed. "Please! Please, please don't make me do this!" Sandy shook her head. He sounded so pitiful! How could Mel do this to him? She had to say something! "Mel..." But when Mel turned her head to look at her, the only thing she noticed was the look in Mel's eyes. Mel looked like a leopard about to pounce on her prey! Sandy gulped back any further comments. Mel felt total elation. Chad was exactly to the point where she wanted him to be... when she wanted him to be there. She had driven extra slowly into the parking lot and around the building to give him time to get there. Now - it was make or break time! She turned around in her seat to look straight at him. He was bawling pitifully like a baby. Disgusting, but necessary. "You know this is the best for you! You know this is necessary!" "No, Mistress," he wailed. "Please, please don't make me do this!" "I told you why we're doing this. I told you to get ready for it!" "No, no, Mistress. Please!" he sobbed. "I'll do anything for you. Anything!" Mel stared at him and let him cry pitifully for a few moments, as if she was seriously considering his plea. Her acting had to be perfect. "Darn!" she finally exclaimed. "You're putting up an awfully big fuss over this!" "Please," he wailed. "Pretty please?" She shook her head. "I can't believe you're being such a baby about this! Raising such a fuss!" Chad looked at her almost hopefully. "Please," he reiterated softly. "Anything but this. I'll do anything!" "Ugh!" she exclaimed as she slapped the back of her seat. "I can't believe I'm even considering this!" She looked straight at him. "Listen... if I agree and don't take you in there... then you're going to have to make up for it some other way!" Chad jumped at the possibility. "Anything! Anything!" Mel stared at him for a few moments as if she was considering something - it was all part of the act. "Geez! I can't believe I'm caving in to a little twit like you! Okay, Sissy, here's the deal. I've got a few other stops planned for you this morning besides here. Every place we go, you're going to have to convince me of how happy you are about being a sissy and showing your sissy self off to everybody, or we come straight back here and I drag you all through that building. Got it?" It was a ray of sunshine. Hope ran through his entire body. "Anything, Mistress. Anything!" "Remember, you act like a deliriously happy sissy baby, or everybody in that building sees you! And you better be very convincing!" "Yes, Mistress. Anything! I'll do anything!" Chad barely knew what he was agreeing to, he was so relieved. "Okay... for now," Mel said as she turned back around. "I still can't believe I'm caving in like this!" She restarted her car and pulled away from the curb. "What place is this?" Sandy asked. Sissy had been so pitiful again that she was glad Mel wasn't taking him in there, whatever the place was. "That's where he works," Mel explained. Sandy was stunned. Had Mel really planned on taking him in there? Where he worked? Dressed like he was? Wow! Talk about embarrassing! No wonder Sissy was acting so afraid. The parking lot for the gym wasn't very far away. When they pulled in, Mel noticed that it wasn't completely full, but there were still quite a few cars there. She parked the car and turned around to face Sissy again. He still had his bottle to his mouth, drinking from it. Seeing his bottle reminded her of something else. She glanced at her watch. "Drink up, Sissy. You've only got less than half an hour to get that diaper leaking!" She saw Chad trying to suck harder on the bottle. He kept glancing out the window at the entrance to the gym. "We're going in there and you're going to find a way to apologize to the receptionist for your behavior, and then we're going to find those other two women you were rude to last week and apologize to them too. And you better ensure them all that behavior like that will never happen again! Got that?" Chad looked wide-eyed at her, but he didn't say anything back. He just kept sucking on this bottle as he tried to come to grips with what he was about to have to do. Actually, in his nervousness, the bottle was very comforting. He would have been sucking on it even if he didn't have to. "I asked if you understand!" Mel repeated angrily. Chad removed the bottle from his mouth, nodded nervously, and replied, "Yes, Mistress." "Good!" Mel finally opened her door and got out of the car, grabbing his pink diaper bag... just in case. Sandy opened Chad's car door and reached in to unbuckle his seat belt for him. She had to search through mounds of ruffles to find it, but she managed. Chad set his bottle down on his seat next to him. It was time! But getting out of the car wasn't easy. He paused for a moment, desperately trying to find the courage. "Do I take you to work right now?" Mel asked angrily. That got Chad moving. Anything was better than having to do this in front of everybody he knew. At least here everyone would be total strangers... well, mostly everyone. He started to get out of the car. "Pacifier!" Mel warned. Chad grabbed his pacifier on the long ribbon attached to his dress and popped it into his mouth. He heard Sandy giggle slightly. He moved partially out of the car, letting his legs dangle toward the pavement below. Soft ruffles were in his way everywhere. "Remember - you're going to have to convince me that you're a deliriously happy sissy. And so far, you're not even close!" Happy? Ugh! If there was one thing he wasn't, it was happy! But he would be an awful lot less happy if she took him to work instead. That brightened his thoughts... a bit. He did his best to look happier and more excited. Suddenly, he was completely out of the car and Sandy was closing the door behind him. Mel thumbed the remote and he heard the door lock. There was no turning back! Mel reached out her hand and took his left hand. Sandy took his right. Like a little child being led by two adults, they headed for the entrance. "You're not acting excited enough!" Mel noted. "Happy sissy girls like to skip around all the time." Skip? How could he skip if they were both holding his hands? But he tried to do a few skipping steps as they were walking. He felt so foolish! As Sandy let go of his hand and reached out to open the door for them, Mel warned him one more time. "Happy and excited, or our next stop is your office! And don't forget to apologize!" Chad was unable to take his eyes off of the door that was opening in front of them. Through the open doorway, he could see the receptionist watching them from behind her counter. He noticed Cassie standing nearby. "Skip!" Mel's voice commanded, and suddenly she let go of his hand. The sudden releasing of his hands acted like a force propelling him forward. Chad suddenly found himself skipping through the door and straight up to the receptionist. Oh God! Was he really doing this? Mel's warning to take him straight to his office if he wasn't convincing rang in his ears. The receptionist looked shocked. He dropped an elaborate curtsey to her, being careful to show some of his diaper under his dress. He felt like such a stupid child! He quickly removed the pacifier from his mouth. "Hewwo," he said in his best sissy voice. The receptionist's shock gave way to a spit of laughter. She wanted to look at Cassie for confirmation at what she was seeing, but she couldn't tear her eyes off of him. "I'm sorry I was so rude to you last week." Sissy continued in his silly voice. "I promise it will never happen again." The receptionist barely registered what he said, even though he wasn't all that hard to understand despite the odd way he pronounced all his words. She was too shocked by the silly way he was dressed. And the pacifier! What a hoot! "Hello, Sissy," Cassie finally said. She was all smiles at the sight of him too. Chad dropped another curtsey and said a polite hello to Cassie too. Was he acting happy enough? He hoped so. He had no idea what else he could do. As soon as he was done talking though, he grabbed his pacifier and popped it back into his mouth like Mel had made him practice yesterday. He hoped Mel would be pleased. "Would you like to come back and meet some of our customers?" Cassie asked with more than a bit of humor. She glanced quickly at Mel who seemed to be all smiles. Sandy was just watching wide-eyed. Chad curtseyed again and removed his pacifier. "Oh please. That would be great!" Then the pacifier went straight back into his mouth again. He glanced over at Mel to try to get some idea of how he was doing. "Happier!" Mel mouthed silently. Happier? How? As if he was really excited to go and meet Cassie's customers, he suddenly started skipping in a big circle around the lobby of the gym. The receptionist broke down in peals of laughter. "This way, Sissy." Cassie said as he came back around again. And then she started leading him into the heart of the gym. The place wasn't packed, but there were quite a few women using the exercise machines here and there. "Remember, your office is next!" Mel warned softly. It was all the impetus Chad needed. He suddenly took off skipping right up to the first two women he saw on some exercise bikes that were right next to each other. The two shocked women stopped their peddling immediately as he skipped up to them. He dropped his elaborate curtsey for them, and removed his pacifier. "Hi, my name is Sissy," he told them in his silly new voice. "And I just love being a big sissy!" Then the pacifier went back into his mouth again and he was off, skipping up to the next group of customers. All sound in the gym ceased as everyone stopped to watch Chad acting like a total fool. Nobody could believe it, not even Mel, who had hoped for and planned for just something like this. Chad had just finished introducing himself to the third little group of women over by the treadmills, when Cassie called him. "Sissy, come over here." Cassie still couldn't believe what she was seeing as she watched Chad skipping happily back across the room to where she waited next to the women Chad had been so rude to the week before. What had gotten into him to make him behave quite so... enthusiastically? Chad was very surprised. Now that the ice had been broken and everyone had seen him behaving like he was, he found that was beginning to have fun with what he was doing. He knew everyone was shocked and laughing at him. But it was more like he was an actor... or a clown, who had been hired to entertain. And he had no doubt that he was being entertaining. He felt so strange. He skipped up to Cassie and noticed right away that she was standing next to the two women who had wanted him to curtsey for them last week. How could he entertain them? He dropped his required elaborate curtsey as soon as he stopped and pulled his pacifier out of his mouth with almost a grand gesture. "Hewwo," he said once again. "My name is Sissy." Then he curtseyed for the women once again. "I'm sorry I was so rude to you last week," he continued in his silly sissy voice. "I promise it won't ever happen again." He could see the two women searching for words, trying to find something to say to him. But so far they were totally stymied. He needed something else special for these two since Mel was making him apologize special for them. Then one of the women spoke to the other. "You were right, I'm sure that was a diaper we saw under his dress." It was all the idea Chad needed. Heck, this was all just a big show anyway... as long as Mel didn't decide to really take him to work like this. He removed his pacifier from his mouth again. "Would you like to see my diaper?" he asked. Back into his mouth went his pacifier. Not waiting for an answer, he quickly lifted the front of his skirt along with as much of the ruffles underneath as he could manage, as he proudly displayed the soaked diaper he was wearing underneath. Shrieks of shock and laughter rang out all around him. In the heat of showmanship, Chad realized he had just scored big. Still holding his skirt up, he slowly turned around so everybody could see. He didn't drop his skirt again until he got all the way back around. The two women were laughing hysterically, one of them was holding her stomach as if it hurt. Everyone around him was laughing wildly. The crowd around him was growing as more and more as the customers gathered to get a closer look. He curtseyed for the people all around him. The performing and the way people were reacting to him, enjoying what he was doing, was exciting - more exciting than he ever imagined it would be. Almost like a drug. Without realizing it, he wanted more of it. He began skipping around in front of all the people. And the skipping reminded him of something else. He stopped and faced everyone again. He began singing in his silly sissy voice. "Mawy had a wittle wamb." The reaction of the crowd was instantaneous, and so was the thrill he got back from them. As he continued through the short little song, his actions got bolder and more childlike. He was no longer concerned with Mel or what she thought, he was having fun entertaining the crowd. The song ended and he did another of his silly curtseys as everybody applauded. Was what he had done enough now? He looked at Mel to try to get some idea, but she seemed to be just standing there, watching him in shocked amusement like everyone else. Was it enough yet? Was she was waiting for more? He couldn't tell very much from her expression... other than she seemed to be as surprised as everyone else. At least she didn't look angry... he didn't think so anyway. Now what was he going to do? He started skipping around in another little circle looking for some kind of idea - some way to keep the people entertained. Mel was totally amazed as she watched Chad. He was acting silly - beyond her wildest dreams - almost as if he was truly enjoying himself. He was being more than just a silly sissy. He was doing something... else! And it really looked like he was loving it! Chad kept skipping around in his little circle again while everybody watched him. What could he do? He didn't know... so he started singing his same little song again, while he kept skipping. He was halfway through it when his body started peeing. But he had peed so much in the last few days that it barely registered on his brain. But the strange little tickling feeling he got that started running down his leg registered. He was so shocked by it, that he stopped singing and skipping. He looked down to see a line of pee running down his leg - and he was still peeing. He turned toward Mel with a look of horror on his face and held out his leg to show her what was happening. This part wasn't fun! All the people weren't supposed to see him doing this! This was embarrassing - to say the least. He had been acting like such a child. But now everyone would see that it wasn't all just an act! Mel was surprised to see Chad suddenly stop like he did. She was more surprised when she saw the reason why. But he had already done enough - more than enough! "Okay, Sissy. I think you've done enough. Say goodbye to everybody and let's get your diaper changed." She had said it... right here in front of everybody. Change his diaper. He dropped one more curtsey for everybody, this time a bit more contritely. Everybody applauded. But he was no longer having fun. The pee running down his leg had ruined everything. They all saw proof of what a total baby he really was. He could no longer pretend it had all been just in fun. He felt devastated. They had all seen the proof! "I'll change him," Cassie offered. "Come on, this way, Sissy," she said as she grabbed his pink diaper bag from Mel. "You know where we do it." Chad's heart fell a bit more. Cassie had just basically told everybody what they did together here at the gym every day. She was changing his diapers. Meekly, he followed her toward the office in the back. "What just happened?" Sandy asked Mel. "That was weird!" Mel shook her head. "Yeah, I know. I'm not sure what really happened. I wanted something... but this?" Sandy stared at Chad's back as he disappeared into the back. She was reminded of something else she wanted to ask. "Where you stopped earlier, was that really where he works?" "Uh huh." "And were you really planning on taking him in there? Dressed like that?" "Uh... don't tell him, but not really. Although in the back of my mind, I am kind of considering it. I just needed to make sure he had a really good reason to behave like a total sissy when we got here. I think it worked." Sandy shook her head. "No doubt about that!" "Wow, that was something," Cassie said as she closed the door behind them. Chad just shrugged. He had been on a tremendous high in front of all the customers, but now he was feeling awfully low. "I had to," he replied. "I had no choice." "Yeah, I know," Cassie agreed. In a way, she felt sorry for him, but there wasn't much she could do about that - except perhaps to change his diaper for him now. Chad started to reach for the zipper in the back of his dress. "Don't bother, Sweetie. Just hold your skirts up and I change you standing up." That surprised Chad. She never did it that way before. But why not? It was only the one diaper. He started grabbing his skirt and ruffles and pulling them up out of the way. There were so many ruffles though that Cassie had to help him. She kept pulling at them and stuffing them into his hands and under his arms until she finally had a clear view of his soggy diaper. From there, it only took her a minute to replace it with a fresh one. The new diaper actually felt good to Chad, despite how much he loved to always feel them wet. A minute later, he and Cassie left the little office in the back together, this time Chad was carrying his pink diaper bag over his shoulder. Mel and Sandy were waiting nearby. "Pacifier!" Mel warned as soon as she saw him. Chad immediately grabbed it and stuck it back into his mouth. With Sandy taking one hand and Mel his other, they led him like a child back out to the car. He didn't skip this time. He was done with that. He simply felt sorry for himself. Everybody had seen the proof of how much of a sissy baby he really was now. They had seen it! Everybody! "Do you still need me?" Sandy asked Mel as Chad was trying to get his dress under control so he could buckle the seat belt in the car. "No, I think I can handle it now." "Then, if you don't mind, I'll stay here. I can get a ride with someone later." "That's fine. Thanks for your help," Mel replied. Sandy giggled. "Oh, I wouldn't have missed that for the world!" Mel closed the rear car door, leaving Chad buckled into the back seat of her car alone. She remained outside the car and pulled out her cell phone. She punched a few numbers. "Are you busy right now?" she asked in her most cheerful voice. "Mel!" Gloria's voice came over the line. "Not at the moment. My next client probably won't show up for another half an hour. What's up?" "Just wanted to know if we could stop by for a minute?" "Sure, I guess so. But Mel, I still haven't changed my mind!" "I know. I just want to show you something." Mel got back into her car and turned to face Chad. He was already sucking on his baby bottle again and seemed to be staring mindlessly out of the window, not paying attention to anything. Lost in his own little world. "Sissy!" Chad's head turned quickly toward her. Worry creased his brow. "Was I good enough, Mistress?" he asked hopefully. Mel smiled. "Yes, you were very good." Something in the back of Mel's mind bothered her about that statement. She had originally wanted to punish him, and punish him good. But she wasn't at all sure if he got the punishment, or even humiliation, that she thought he deserved. Yet he seemed very contrite and bothered right now. She put all thoughts of that out of her head for later. It was time to move on. She still needed him to be the super sissy again. "So you're not going to take me to work like this?" She stared at him for a moment. "I am still considering it. Like it or not!" "But you said..." "I know! I know. And you were good in there. Very good in fact. So we're going to make another stop instead. We're going to go over and see Gloria for a few minutes. And Sissy, you'd better be awfully convincing to her again, or our next stop after that will be where you work!" Chad said nothing. His eyes just sort of glazed over again as he put his baby bottle back into his mouth. At least Mel wasn't taking him to work like this... yet. She was just continuing to hold the threat over his head. The only other car in Gloria's little parking lot when they arrived belonged to Gloria. Mel parked her car and turned around to Chad. "Don't forget," she said, the tone of her voice sounding more like a stern warning than anything else. "You'd better be convincing again. I want to see that same deliriously happy sissy you were at the gym." Chad removed the bottle from his mouth. He was about to ask why, but the quick no-nonsense look she gave him before he could open his mouth silenced any questions he might have had. "Yes, Mistress," he answered in his stupid little sissy voice. He would have to do it all again. But at least this time there wouldn't be lots of people around. In fact, hopefully, it would be just Gloria and nobody else. Taking a big breath for courage, he began digging through the mounds of ruffles to unbuckle his seatbelt. The road Gloria's small office was on was a busier one than the road the Gym was located on. Chad delayed getting out of the car as long as possible, but when Mel opened his car door for him, he knew he had no choice. Once again he was about to show the world what a total fool he was. He was still sitting in the car, but she was watching him, her look somehow disapproving. He grabbed his pacifier and stuck it back into his mouth. He could delay no longer. In a mound of ruffles, he got out of the car. In the brighter sunlight, he felt like a big neon sign drawing everybody's attention. Look at me! Look at me! How could they not look at him? How could they not see him? A car horn honked then another. He heard Mel's car locking as she pressed the button on her remote. Trapped outside again! He glanced at all the traffic going by. He could see drivers turning their heads to stare at him. He wanted to get out of there... get away... before he caused an accident. "Mistress," he started to say, worriedly. But Mel already had everything planned. "Go on inside," she told him. "I'll be right behind you." Chad didn't know if he was supposed to run or skip or what, so he started walking quickly for the door. "Skip!" Mel's voice lashed out behind him. "Like a happy little sissy!" Chad began skipping to Gloria's door. Fortunately it wasn't very far. Another car horn honked at him. He opened the door. Mel would be right behind him. He had to be convincing! He did his best to smile again as he went inside. Gloria was sitting at her desk in her private inner office. The door to her waiting room was opened wide so she could see if anybody came in. She was expecting Mel, but what she wasn't expecting was to see a mound of pink and white ruffles forcing its way through her doorway... along with someone in the silliest sissy dress she could imagine. She watched in amazement as it got completely through her door. She tried to take the entire figure in, but it was impossible. She was speechless. And then the figure saw her and started skipping towards her inner office. She didn't know whether to be afraid or to laugh as the strange apparition approached. And then it stopped, right in front of her desk... and curtseyed - elaborately and strangely. She caught a glimpse of what looked like a diaper underneath the mounds of ruffles. She was finally able to bring her amazed stare up to look at the face clearly. Chad! She had sort of guessed the moment he had come in, but the shock of seeing the silly dress along with his childish behavior had kept her eyes locked on the rest of him and his antics. She was about to say hello to him, but he opened his mouth first. "Hewwo, Gwowia," Chad said in the silliest voice she had ever heard. She had tried to control it, but this time the laughter burst out of her. When she could see straight again, she noticed a figure standing in the doorway behind him. Mel. But she couldn't tear her eyes off of Chad long enough to even acknowledge her. "Would you like to hear me sing 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'?" Chad asked in his silly childish voice. Gloria would have said no, but he was suddenly off and singing it, right in front of her. She couldn't help it. Despite trying desperately not to laugh, she just couldn't help it. He was too much! Too funny! His silly pronunciation of the words had her in stitches by the time he was finished. Her stomach ached. His silly curtsey at the end barely even registered after the rest of it. "Well? What do you think?" Mel asked from the doorway behind him. "He's too much," Gloria replied, still trying to control her laughter. "When you said you wanted to show me something, I never expected... this!" She was wracked by another bout of laughter as the sight of him reminded her again of the silly nursery rhyme he had just finished. And the dumb guy was just standing there with the stupidest grin on his face behind that pacifier. Hysterical! "Well?" Mel asked again. "Well what?" "What do you think about... you know... what I want?" "No," Gloria replied, still laughing a bit, but now more serious. "I'm not buying... this," she said, waving her arm at Chad. "And I'm not changing my mind." Mel was a bit disappointed, but she had pretty much expected her reaction. Still, she had been hopeful... very hopeful. "How about lunch today?" she asked. "And that - I'm buying!" Gloria rolled her eyes. "Okay, I'll do lunch with you. But like I said, I'm not changing my mind! Now get out of here, both of you! Before my clients get here!" Mel smiled. She still had lunch to convince Gloria, just as she had planned. And she had her arguments all lined up. "Come on, Sissy. Let's get out of here." With one last curtsey from Chad, Gloria watched as the two walked out of her office and out through the door. No, she wasn't buying it one bit. She realized that Mel was probably pulling all the stops out here, trying to convince her to hypnotize him again and reset the suggestions to make him incontinent. On someone else, her ploy might have worked, but she recognized it for what it was. A desperate ploy. She was amazed that Chad even agreed to go along with it. And he certainly had been funny! But she still wasn't going to do it. She still felt like what she had already done was wrong - totally wrong! And she still felt guilty about it. If only Mel would let her talk to him alone... hypnotize him alone. Then she could find out for sure - and maybe... maybe... she wouldn't feel guilty anymore. Maybe. Mel pulled out her cell phone while she was driving and dialed another number. "Is the coast clear?" she asked. "Good. See you in a few minutes." She put her phone away again. Chad heard her from the backseat. He could see that they weren't heading for where he worked. He had been carefully watching for that. It was also clear that they weren't heading home. And now it sounded like she still wasn't done with him... still wasn't done running him through her humiliation wringer... still wasn't done trying to ruin his entire life. When this bet was over, he was going to have to move away from here for sure! So where were they heading now? He found out a few minutes later when Mel pulled into the parking lot of her own office. Whew! Chad breathed a sigh of relief. It looked like she was finally done destroying his life. At least for now. Of course he was still dressed in his sissy dress... and he did still have to worry about making his current diaper leak in a few hours... not to mention a host of other things he had to worry about. But he had been to her office many times now. He would be relatively safe there. Hopefully. Chad started fighting past his ruffles to unbuckle his seatbelt while Mel was still pulling into her personal parking place. When she had stopped and turned her engine off, she turned around to him. "Okay, Sissy. You've been great so far, so don't screw things up now. I'd still like to take you to work and show you off like that. And I still think it's the right thing to do. But I won't if you keep behaving like I want you too. At least I won't do it for now anyway." For now? Chad was momentarily afraid because it sounded like she still intended to do it. But at least it wouldn't be right away if she did. Maybe he could