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The Bet by Karen Singer Chapter 47 (Wednesday - week 7) It was the strangest dream he ever had. He was supposed to be... a pony! He was almost entirely naked except for a leather harness that was strapped around his body. His arms were bound tightly behind his back to the harness - as if he had no arms at all. Another harness was strapped around his head with a metal bit stuck between his teeth. Long leather reigns were draped from the bit between his teeth, over the back of his head, and were held on the other end by Jillian, dressed as the trainer... or ringmaster. The harness on his head had a large white plume stuck on top of it. The only other thing that adorned his body were the very high heels on his feet. Jillian, stood in the center of the ring wearing a white top hat and a white coat with tails. Her long legs were encased in nylons and she wore white heels on her feet. And in her hand, she carried a long cane that she used as a whip. Round and round she made him trot. Every little hesitation or stumble resulted in another stinging flick of her whip. Round and round, prancing in his high heels. "Higher!" she ordered. And he did his best to raise his knees up higher with each step. "Higher!" But he didn't think he could lift them any higher... not until her whip showed him just how possible it was. There was a crowd all around them, watching, cheering. But they were all beyond the bright lights that were on him, so while he could hear them, they were nothing more than vague shadows beyond his ring. Round and round, prancing and trotting. Her whip making sure that he never slowed down. Over and over it cracked, either against his legs, or just behind him - continually urging him on, and on, and on. "Halt!" He stopped, grateful for the chance to rest. But now he was more aware of the crowd beyond the bright lights. His eyes darted back and forth, from side to side like a hunted animal, trying to get a better view of the onlookers beyond his vision. "Bow!" He stuck his left leg straight out and bent his right knee a bit as he bowed forward at the waist. The applause came again followed by another crack from her whip telling him to straighten up. And then she issued the oddest command of all. "Speak!" He tried to speak, he tried hard, but with the metal bit in his mouth everything he tried to say came out totally unintelligible. His tongue was either under the bit or behind it and all that came out was mushy gibberish. The crowd laughed at him and he felt embarrassed by it. "Louder!" she commanded gleefully with another crack of her whip. He tried again, louder, but he still had no better results and the crowd continued to laugh at him. The darn bit wouldn't let him say anything properly! "Louder! ... Louder! ... Louder!" He was screaming now, his resulting voice starting to sound more and more like the bellow of a real horse. As the crowd broke into a wild applause, he felt tears rolling down his face. And then, like a horse, he felt himself uncontrollably letting loose down below with a strong gush of pee - straight onto the ground where everyone could see. And the crowd went wild! Jillian, holding her whip high up into the air in triumph, took bow after bow as she circled the ring like some great conqueror. He was only saved from further humiliation by the loud blaring rock music that suddenly jarred him out of his dream, out of sleep, and into the waking world where everything was normal again... or not so normal in his case. Irritated by the violent music from his pink clock radio, he rolled off of his blow-up mattress, his legs knocking over empty baby bottles as he hit the floor. Struggling to his knees, he reached out and turned the music off, and sighed with relief. Whew! His alarm was just that - alarming! He took the time to survey himself. All the diapers that Sandy had put on him last night were thoroughly soaked - as usual. He was messy too, as usual. His backside still itched and stung from the beating he had gotten last night. His left bra strap had slipped off of his shoulder during the night. He pulled it back up to better support his glued-on breasts. Other than that, he was naked except for the chastity device buried deep inside of his heavily bloated diapers. But he didn't even think about that. What would be the point? He struggled to his feet and began making his way out to the kitchen to check for the note Mel always left him, but when he got there, his counter top was empty. Panicking, he checked all over the floor in case it had slipped down. No note! None! He remembered that she had a date last night with Ray. Had she come home at all afterwards? Her spending the night with Ray sounded all too logical. He was disappointed to think about it, but he had to understand, Mel certainly wasn't about to get romantically involved with a sissy like him, so he was forced to understand - totally. But it still gnawed at him. Knowing what would be expected anyway, he went to his refrigerator and extracted three baby bottles of Mel's lousy tea mixture and carried them back to his solitary chair where he sat down very gingerly with them because his backside still hurt so badly from the beating Jillian had given him last night. As he sat, he noticed that the mess in the back of his diapers felt a bit strange. More solid than usual? He was probably just imagining it because his backside still hurt so much. He put the bottle to his lips and half stared at the childish drawings that adorned his walls. Drawings that he had childishly colored in the restaurants. Drawings that used to make him feel funny to look at, but no longer mattered as much to him anymore. He felt himself peeing yet again. As usual, there had been no notice beforehand. Later, after he got dressed for work, he would again start working on trying to hold back. But now, with three more bottles to drink, it would be a useless exercise. He always drank way too much in the mornings to even think about holding back. Better to let it out as much as possible, as soon as possible. His thoughts drifted back once again to Mel. Did she come home last night? He knew it shouldn't matter, but it still bothered him. Mel pulled her robe around her as she walked out toward her coffee pot. Heading to get coffee was nothing more than a reflex, a habit. She didn't even think about it. Her mind was mostly on last night with Ray. It had been... wonderful! Mostly. The perfect date. A man with a perfect body. And he was certainly no slouch in bed either! Every move he made had been practiced, planned, perfected. And that was where her only problem was. Even now, in the light of day, after a night to think on it and relive it all - fondly, the one thing that she didn't like was that it had all seemed too... artificial. She had the feeling that he used the same moves he made with every other woman. The sex had been great, but it still lacked... intimacy. If she went out with him again, would there be anything different? There had to be! But, the artificiality of it still bothered her. Of course, she wasn't about to marry the guy, so why should she care? But, she did. As the coffee dripped down into the pot, she thought about Sissy. She felt guilty about not leaving him a note, even though she had no reason to feel guilty at all. Sissy's love making certainly didn't lack for intimacy. In fact, it was all intimacy. But then, she couldn't ever make love to him as if he were a real man. She almost laughed, she could however make love to him as if she were the man and he was the woman. She had already done that once and the pathetic little wretch had actually orgasmed from it. Amazingly! Would Sissy drink his required bottles this morning like he always did - without being told in a note? She was fairly sure he would. Or... he had better! She wondered how his night went last night. Well, she would find out as soon as he got here. Her coffee done, she poured herself a cup and took a sip. Mmmm! Chad stared at his reflection in the mirror. He looked like... a woman? No! He only wished. He wished he looked like any one of the sexy beautiful women he saw every day. Or even like any of the not as sexy ones. But instead, despite how much more he looked like a woman than he used to, he still looked like... a sissy! Which unfortunately, he was. Totally! The fact that he was dressing this way for work certainly made that fact abundantly clear. He had curled his hair and arranged it like Mel wanted it. His makeup was done like Mel wanted it. Today he had chosen his zebra print dress to wear with suntan pantyhose and black pumps adorning his feet. His jewelry consisted of a wooden necklace and matching bracelet with the clear studs in his ears today. Under it all, his glued-on breasts were supported by an all-in-one girdle that felt two sizes too small. His stomach was further diminished by the waist cincher he wore under the girdle. And also under the girdle was his plastic panties which encased the two disposable diapers he had put on over the chastity device that encased his mostly useless penis. Dressed for work. Again. Like a sissy. He loaded all his empty bottles from last night and this morning into a plastic bag and grabbed his purse and diaper bag. He was ready. Time for anther day of humiliation. His thoughts briefly turned toward Robin at work. He had no idea what had gotten into her. Things between them yesterday had turned downright - weird! And she wanted to be in charge now? Unfortunately, given his present state, he saw no way around that issue at all. With a deep breath for courage, he opened his door and walked out, heading for Mel's apartment next door. When he got there, he knocked. The door was opened after a few moments. He curtseyed. "Good morning Mistress," he said in his sissy voice. He was pleased to see the smile on Mel's face. "Good morning Sissy," Mel replied as she stood back out of the way to let him inside. She started looking him over as he was still stowing his diaper bag and purse under her little table by the door. The zebra print dress today. She liked it on him. She waited until he stood up straight again before checking him over thoroughly. She smiled. She liked everything she saw. "Okay Sissy, up into your highchair. I've got your breakfast all ready." She followed him into the kitchen, but she noticed that he was having more trouble than usual climbing into his chair. "Are you okay?" she asked, clearly concerned. Chad blushed. "My bottom is still sore." "Your bottom?" Her thoughts turned immediately to the punishment she had given him two nights earlier. Could that still be... No, he hadn't shown any sign of a problem with it yesterday. So... "Did you get punished last night?" she asked as she put the highchair tray in place, securing him into the chair. Chad nodded sullenly. "Yeah." "And why was that?" she asked as she picked up his bib and tied it around his neck. "I missed my first deadline," he explained. Then as if to justify things he added, "Things were just too busy at first and I didn't get enough to drink till later!" Mel only smirked as she grabbed his breakfast of baby cereal off of the counter and put it down on his tray for him. "Deadlines are deadlines! So you deserved it. How many times did they hit you?" "I don't know. First Stacy had me over her lap, then Jillian chained me to the coffee table and had at me. And it just went on and on. And she hits hard! Especially with that paddle she has with the holes in it. The whip she used later wasn't much fun either!" he added sullenly. Mel's eyebrows went up at the mention of the paddle, but the whip momentarily dropped her jaw. Sandy had said they were kinky, but that could have meant almost anything. She never thought they would be into something where they would have implements like that on hand. "So you were both paddled and whipped because you were late?" she asked as she set a full baby bottle down on his tray for him to drink. "Well, actually, the whip came later, when they were playing with me." "Playing with you? How did they play with you?" Chad looked for a decent way to answer without revealing too much. "They kept trying to make me sound more babyish when I talk," he replied. Mel nodded. She well remembered Sandy's baby language she had been teaching him. She was only surprised they would use a whip to encourage things along. But then, Sandy had said they were kinky. She poured herself another cup of coffee and leaned back against the counter to watch him eating - like a child. He really did look ridiculous! All the way to work, the uppermost thought on Chad's mind was Robin. Robin and what he went though yesterday with her... and what would she be like today? Yesterday she had made him do that stupid apology over and over again, while she seemed to ignore him. Then she wanted him to use only sissy talk around her from now on. And finally, she decided she wanted to be totally in charge. But from the way she had been acting, he wasn't really sure now what she wanted to be in charge of. Just the project? Or him? He guessed it was him because she had said to think of it as kind of the same relationship he had with Mel. Which meant... he now had another mistress! Which really surprised him because he never thought of Robin as being that type! He parked his car and headed into the building, exchanging an awkward good morning greeting with several of the other women heading in at the same time. When he got to his desk, he wondered if Robin was in yet, but he wasn't really brave enough to want to find out. One thing she had pressed at him over and over again for the last few days was to leave her alone! She didn't seem to really want to know that he was around. She didn't want to see him or hear him. Would she be that way today? Between that choice and having her dominate him like Mel did, he wasn't really sure which would be the better option. He stowed his purse in his desk drawer and booted up his computer, still wondering what today would bring. Robin pulled her car into the parking space and turned the engine off. But she didn't move to get out of the car. For the first time all week, she didn't actually dread going into work... which meant, she really didn't dread seeing Sissy - as much. She sat without leaving her car because everything seemed so different now. She was entering a new role in their relationship... a role she wasn't familiar with at all. She also wasn't even comfortable with it. But right now, it was the only role that would work for her. So... she would go with it... for now - at least until she figured out something better. But going back to their old relationship just seemed totally out of the question. Totally! She couldn't think of him as a man anymore, that just didn't work. And she couldn't think of him as one of those transsexuals either, because he wasn't really. He was... a sissy. It was the only way she could adequately relate to him now. Anything else only made her angry. A sissy... and he craved being dominated and humiliated. How bizarre! She grabbed her things and with fully loaded arms worked her way out of the car. Dominating someone wasn't really her, yet she was about to do it. And the strangest thing of all was, because of that, she wasn't dreading seeing him like she had! Something about it was feeding her a tiny boost of confidence, of power. But it was only a tiny amount because she didn't really know how to go about doing what she would be doing - whatever it was that she would be doing. Maybe she should email Mel and see if Mel could be a little more forthcoming with some of the help she had offered at lunch yesterday, because she really had no idea of what to do with him. As she was passing his cubicle, she noticed that he was already at his desk booting up his computer, but she didn't bother stopping or even pausing. Her arms were full and she just wanted to unload them. As soon as she reached her desk, she carefully dropped the whole batch of things she was carrying onto her desk. She really needed to stop bringing so much. She rarely used most of it anyway. But... what if she needed it? She opened her purse and dug her mirror out and checked her face and hair, then she stowed the mirror away and put her purse into her desk drawer. She stopped and stared. Now what? She pushed the button to start booting up her computer, but her mind wasn't on her computer, her mind was on Sissy. Now what was she supposed to do with him? Did she have to think up something to make him do? Or did she have to pay any attention to him at all? This domination business was confusing! Especially when you didn't have any idea of what you were supposed to do! She supposed she had better at least talk to him. Tell him good morning. But should she? Why should she make the effort if she was supposed to be the one in charge? "Sissy," she called over the wall. "Are you just going to ignore me all day? Get over here and at least say good morning. Let me see what you're wearing today." Chad was very surprised to hear her calling him. He quickly got up and went over to her cubicle. "Hi Robin," he said somewhat brightly in his girly voice, hoping she would be in a good mood for a change. "Hi Si..." Robin stopped before she got any further and stared at him for a moment. "Hey," she said a bit perturbed, "weren't you supposed to be using only your sissy voice around me from now on?" Chad blushed. He had remembered, he had just been hoping that she hadn't really wanted him to do that... or perhaps that she had forgotten. "Sowwy," he said in his sissy voice. Robin nodded as if more satisfied, then she shook her head. "Just like a child. Always trying to get away with something!" Chad blushed, he really hadn't meant... okay, so he did try to get away with it. And he guessed it was a bit childish. But... it was just so embarrassing talking like a sissy all the time! And here at work especially! What if someone else heard him? "The zebra print again," Robin remarked with a smile about his dress. "I haven't seen that dress in a little while now." Chad smiled. "I just thought I'd pull it out again." "Well, it still looks pretty good on you. Which reminds me, now that I know a little more about what's going on and there are less... secrets between us, tell me, how did you really lose so much weight so fast? I still find it hard to believe that it's all due to some diet you're on." Chad hesitated before speaking. He wasn't sure just how much of the truth he wanted to tell her. But Robin saw him pausing and immediately figured that he was going to try to hide something again. "And don't try to hold back on any of the details," she said sarcastically, knowing now that he couldn't be trusted, "because I'll be checking with Mel to make sure you tell me all of it." Chad was shocked. She would ask Mel too! But tell her all of it? Some of it was awfully embarrassing. "Well," he started, trying to search for what he should tell her. "Um... most of what I cook really is diet dishes. I have this great cookbook that I use to help me." He didn't add that it had been a while now since he had eaten any of the dishes he had made out of that book since Mel had been keeping him on mostly baby food lately. "And... um..." He wasn't sure what else he should really tell her. Robin could see that there was definitely more to it than the diet cookbook, especially since he looked so embarrassed about it. "And what else?" she asked. "I know you've got to be doing something other than just eating diet dishes. I eat nothing but diet dishes. I have for most of my life. They don't help!" Chad didn't really want to add any more but she wasn't giving him much of a choice. He decided to go with the most obvious. "Um... well, what I'm wearing under this dress has a lot to do with it too," he finally said. Robin sat back in her chair and smiled. "What you're wearing under that dress? That's another subject I've been dying to ask about for a while now. Just what are you wearing under there? I know those breasts aren't real, but what else do you have under there?" Chad hesitated a bit because he was embarrassed to talk about it. "Well... um... under here I have this kind of all-in-one girdle thing that's really tight." "Girdles are supposed to be tight," Robin commented. "Well, this one is extra tight. Mel got them too small to begin with, then later went down another size. It's not fun, believe me." "Oh, I do believe you. I've never worn a girdle that was fun. So, anything else?" Chad actually blushed a bit as he hesitated before answering again. "Um... under the girdle, I'm also wearing a really tight waist cincher too." Robin's eyes went up. "And that's under the girdle?" Chad nodded. "Yeah, so it's all extra tight and compresses my waist so that I really can't eat all that much anymore. And I think that had a lot to do with me being able to lose so much weight so fast." But Robin wasn't so sure about everything. "So, while I'm sure you have lost some weight, it could be really all those tight things that just makes it look like you've lost much more. Right?" "Um... yeah, that's some of it. But I have lost a lot of weight!" "Oh, I know you have. It's obvious." She looked at him. He had seemed very embarrassed about telling her about it. The words were out of her mouth before she knew she was going to say them. "I want to see it all." Chad was shocked! "You want..." "Yeah. Take your dress off. I want to see everything you've got on under there." Chad just stared at her for a few moments in total shock. He couldn't believe it! "Here?" "Yes, here!" "I mean... now?" "Of course!" Robin replied more agitated. "Now get that dress off so I can see everything you've got on!" Chad still couldn't believe it! He looked around to make sure nobody was near her cubicle, then he slowly started removing his dress. Robin sat in her chair enjoying what she was seeing. No, it wasn't at all like a man doing a striptease for her. Not one bit! But still she was enjoying watching him undress immensely! And the fact that he seemed to be so embarrassed about doing it added a bit to her thrill too. A moment later, her smile broadened as he stepped out of his dress. Now she could see his all-in-one girdle. Only his pantyhose covered part of it. She could also see a little bit of his breast forms now too. But now she saw him pausing, obviously he either didn't know if he should continue or not. "All of it!" she said. "I want to see everything!" Everything? Chad actually shook a bit at that. He also wasn't sure he wanted to show her everything. But then, he also hadn't wanted to show her this much either. He tried to figure out what he should remove next. Maybe he could just peel down his girdle to show her the waist cincher underneath. He started to pull the straps off of his shoulders. "Don't you need to remove your hose first so you can get that thing off?" Robin asked. Chad stopped what he was doing. Obviously, she really was serious about seeing everything. Not having much choice, he removed his shoes, then he carefully peeled down his pantyhose and pulled them off as well. Robin felt like laughing - although she didn't. Oh my, this was fun! Who would have ever thought? And the fact that he seemed so reluctant to strip in front of her like this was making him do it slower, so she was enjoying it more. She actually leaned forward when she saw him starting to peel down the obviously very tight girdle he was wearing. She was very surprised when it fully uncovered his breasts and they didn't fall off of him. They just stayed right where they were as if they were real breasts. Now his waist cincher was revealed as he struggled to pull the girdle down. But her eyes were still on his breast forms. They were somehow stuck to his chest! But a moment later, her eyes were torn from his breasts to something else as his plastic panties started to come into view. She stared as if transfixed. Yes, she knew now that he was wearing diapers, that was part of what his whole bet was about. But still, she hadn't thought about it much. He was struggling more now to peel the girdle down over top of his diapers. She could see how really tight the thing was. He hadn't been kidding about that at all. And then the girdle moved down a bit more and finally came free. He pulled it all the way down and stepped out of it. He was staring at the floor, obviously too embarrassed to look at her. Well, that was just fine. In fact, she rather liked it. But she couldn't help staring at the childish pattern on his plastic panties. Where had he gotten those? She saw him starting to reach for the fasteners that held his waist cincher together. "Do you have anything under that thing?" she asked. He shook his head. "No," he said simply, still unable to look at her. "Then don't bother to take it off." But she was so fascinated by what she was seeing that she didn't even realize she was getting up until she was out of her chair and moving closer to him. Staring at the odd breasts dangling from his chest, she reached out and touched one. It felt... soft... but firm too. Almost like a real breast. She almost laughed. She had touched it and it still hadn't fallen off! She grabbed one and pulled a bit. It seemed to be stuck - firmly! She pulled on the other one too and found the same thing! She looked up at his face, although he was so embarrassed that he was still staring at the floor. "How do you get them to stay like that?" Chad couldn't believe how embarrassed he felt standing like he was in front of her in just his diapers and waist cincher. "Uh... they're glued on," he replied. "Must be fairly strong glue," Robin remarked. Chad nodded. "It is. You've got to use this special stuff just to get them off." That surprised her. "You do? You mean you don't take them off every night?" He shook his head, still staring at the floor. "I can't." She was surprised. "You mean... you can't get them off? You have to wear them all the time?" He just nodded. "Mel removes them once a week, but only overnight. Then she glues them back the next day." Robin almost laughed. "So it's almost like you have real breasts. You can't go anywhere without them." Chad didn't bother replying. He just continued to stare at the floor. But now Robin's attention was turned to what he was wearing further down. She reached out and tentatively patted the patterned front of his plastic panties. They seemed thicker than she would have imagined. Her son's diapers were a lot thinner than what he seemed to be wearing. "Pull those panties off too," she said as she stepped back to give him more room. Chad's eyes bulged wide! But he slowly stuck his fingers into the waistband of the panties and started to work them down over his wet diapers. He didn't really want to take them down at all, so he pulled them down just a little and held them there. "What are you stopping for?" Robin asked. Moving quickly, because otherwise he couldn't have done it, he pulled the plastic panties all the way down and stepped out of them, discarding them on top of the pile with all the rest of his clothes on the floor. Robin stared at his diapers as if transfixed. And then she noticed that the bottom of them appeared a bit wet! But then she figured that they probably should be wet. She just hadn't expected to see it so plainly. But they still seemed to be thicker than she would have thought they would be. She again reached out and patted the front of them, right over top of the wet area. They were thick! Wait a minute! "How many diapers do you have on there?" she asked. Chad held up two fingers as he softly replied, "Two." "Two? But aren't they disposable ones? What do you do, rip the plastic off of the first one?" Chad shook his head. "No, we just cut slits in the cover... all over." Robin nodded. "So what I'm seeing as wet now, is really spill-over from what the diaper underneath couldn't handle?" Chad only nodded. Robin reached out and felt the front of his diapers again, now trying to feel just how wet he really was. But in doing so, she encountered something strange. It felt like there was something hard inside there. She tried to grab it through the material and discovered that there really was something hard there! "What's that?" she asked totally surprised as her hand actually managed to somewhat grip the thing even through his wet padded diapers. Chad didn't want to answer at all. But her hand was still holding on tightly and the teeth inside the device were hurting him a bit. Still looking at the floor he stammered, "Um... m... my... ch... chastity device." Robin was shocked. "Your what?" "My... chastity device," he repeated. Shocked, Robin let go and pulled her hand away. She didn't know if she should laugh or what! "Your chastity device?" she asked, finding it hard to believe what she had just heard. He only nodded as he continued to stare at the floor. "Really?" she asked, totally dumbfounded. But he just nodded a little again. She was curious about it. What did it look like? How did it work? In her mind, all she could picture was a huge belt worn by medieval women. But what she had felt didn't feel anything like that. But did she dare make him strip totally naked? And especially here at work? But she had already gone this far and besides, the other people in the company didn't come around where they worked too often. But... could she really make him strip totally naked? Did she have that right? She looked at him. He was still standing bashfully staring down at the floor. She was surprised that she actually asked him... "Can I see it?" He looked up quickly, shocked once again. He swallowed hard. "You... you really want to see it?" She nodded. Almost contritely she replied. "I've never seen one before. So... that is, if you don't mind and... if it's not something that you feel you shouldn't do." A bit frustrated she added. "I don't know what the bounds are of things I can order you to do or not." Chad stared back down at the floor again as he shook his head. Very quietly he replied, "That's just it, there are no bounds." "No bounds?" "Well, not unless it's something that would go against Mel's wishes," he added. "To me, she has to come first." Robin shook her head. No bounds? She could order him to do anything? That was a lot to swallow. But as she looked at him bashfully staring at the floor again, she knew without a doubt that it was true - at least as far as he was concerned. And she fully understood why Mel's wishes had to come above her own. "So that means... if I want to see it, then you have to show it to me?" Silently he nodded - still staring embarrassedly down at the floor. "So what are you waiting for?" Chad paused only for a moment before tearing his eyes from the floor to his diaper. He started to reach for the tapes that held the outermost diaper closed, when he realized one big problem. He looked up at Robin who was watching him intently. "But if I pull these open, I won't be able to stick them closed again." He was starting to feel a bit elated over the fact that he wouldn't have to show her after all. Robin blinked. He was right! And that would be a problem. "Do you have any more diapers?" "Only out in the car," he replied, worried that she might actually send him out to get them. Robin had to think about it for a minute. Was it worth it? She watched him standing in front of her wearing only diapers - wet diapers at that - and that waist cincher. Did she want him to get all dressed again just to go out and bring in more diapers? Was it really worth it? She took one more look at him. Hell yes! "Get dressed," she ordered. "Go get them! You've got nothing better to do anyway. Not as far as I'm concerned at least." Chad couldn't believe it, she actually wanted him to get all dressed, go out and get his diaper bag, and then he would have to get all undressed again - just so she could get a look at his chastity device! "Well what are you waiting for?" Robin asked. "Hurry up!" Chad grabbed his plastic panties from the pile on the floor and started to put them on. "Can't you skip them," Robin asked. "Just throw your dress on and forget everything else. Let's make this quick!" Just his dress? But he figured he could do that with no problem. He slipped the zebra print dress back on and slipped his shoes onto his feet. Then without another word, he hurried out to get his diaper bag. Robin chuckled to herself as she watched him leave. He was actually going to do it! She finally turned to her computer to log in. Chad hurried out through the hallways hoping that nobody would see him, or if they did, then they wouldn't notice anything out of place about him. Or at least, not anything more out of place than usual. Without a bra or his girdle holding his breast forms up, they felt like they were flopping around inside of his dress. At least it felt that way because the glue holding the forms to him kept pulling over and over again at his skin. It was very uncomfortable to say the least. He hurried to his car and grabbed his diaper bag - and stopped. He was about to carry his diaper bag into work with him. Everybody would see it! Well, maybe not everybody, but some people might see it and recognize it for what it was. But having no choice now, he pulled it out of his car and started back with it again, hoping that nobody would notice. He felt lucky as he returned, the few people in the hallways who saw him were busy and didn't say anything to him at all. Breathlessly, he returned to Robin's cubicle where the rest of his clothes were. His chest felt so irritated from his breasts bouncing around that he had to reach up and grab them with both hands and push them up for a moment to try to calm the irritation. Glued on breasts like his without a bra of some sort weren't fun when you were running or even just hurrying somewhere! Robin turned as he entered and saw him cupping his breasts. "You're playing with yourself?" she asked with amusement. "No, they were bouncing around so much that they hurt a bit," Chad replied. Robin almost laughed. "Just like real ones!" She now took a good look at the bag he had just carried in. She didn't know whether to be surprised or not that it was the same pink bag she had originally thought was his "gym" bag - but which she now realized was exactly what she had originally thought it was the first time she had seen it - a diaper bag! Sissy had deposited the bag on the floor next to his things, but now he wasn't doing anything. He was just standing there. "What are you waiting for?" she asked. "I want to see that thing." Chad once again removed his dress and his shoes, which left him in only his two diapers and his waist cincher. And then he paused again to look back at Robin who was sitting in her chair, watching him intently. She said nothing. He said nothing. He looked back down at his exposed wet diapers. And slowly, carefully, began pulling at the first of the tapes that held the top diaper closed. But slowly and carefully didn't work very well when it came to pulling them open. He had to pull harder and rip the tape open. After that first one, the rest of the tapes went much faster and he discarded the wet outer diaper next to his pile of clothes on the floor. Robin leaned forward and stared at his inner diaper. Yes, it was obviously very wet, but what she was looking at mostly were the slits in it where the material inside now bulged out. And then she saw him start to reach for the tapes that held that diaper in place, without realizing it, she was holding her breath. Chad grabbed the tiny tab on the first tape that held his inner diaper in place, and he stopped again. Was he really going to do this? Was he really going to expose himself - totally naked in front of Robin like this? At work? He looked up at her briefly, hoping she would tell him not to do it. But she was watching him closely... waiting. Without pausing, he ripped the tape open which loosened the diaper enough that he could just slip it down his legs. Feeling so embarrassed, he stepped out of it and deposited it on top of his other one. He was now totally naked in front of her - except for his chastity device, oh, and his waist cincher which he didn't really count. Slowly, he turned around to face her directly, and he prayed that nobody else would come around and see him like this. Robin couldn't believe it! He was standing totally naked in front of her! All because she had asked him to! A slight feeling of the thrill of power ran though her as she stared at his naked embarrassed body. But she ignored most f him - except for the plastic device that she now saw was locked onto his penis and encased it completely. Figuring she had the power, or right, to do it, she got up and reached out to touch it... feel it. It was hard plastic. The tiny lock on top was more than a simple luggage lock that could be picked easily. His balls were totally exposed and he was... totally hairless all around there - just like the rest of his body. She pulled on the device a bit. It seemed to be attached firmly enough. She saw him wince a bit as she did it. "Did I hurt you?" she asked. "Not really," he replied. "It's just that... it has teeth inside of it that to prevent it from coming off. They also prevent me from getting any... bigger. Because if I do then they hurt... a lot!" Robin looked closely inside the device. Yes, she could just see the teeth now. They looked like they could hurt. And she knew how sensitive her husband's private parts were so she was sure that his were just as sensitive. "So you can't get... harder or bigger at all?" He shook his head. "I can... a little. But if I do, it hurts!" He felt so incredibly embarrassed, standing there naked in front of her... not to mention at work! She giggled. She couldn't help it. And then she gasped as a tiny stream of pee suddenly came out of the end of it. She had to jump back to keep from getting wet! Chad was shocked at what was happening, but he quickly grabbed the wet diaper he had just dropped on the floor to cover himself with till the pee stopped. He looked down at the floor. There was a pool of piss and a lot of smaller drops all over the place from where he had turned to grab the diaper. He felt even more embarrassed. "Sorry," he said as he pulled the diaper in his hand far enough back to make sure his flow of pee had stopped. Damn him! Why hadn't he remembered to hold back while he was naked! It wasn't too early to start working on it yet! "I'll clean that up right away," he told her. He looked around, but he didn't have anything to clean it up with except his own clothes. He reached down and swapped the overly soaked diaper in his hand for the one that wasn't as soaked. Robin was still in shock. "Does that happen often?" she asked as she watched him getting down on the floor to try to absorb what he could with the diaper he was holding. "Not too often... fortunately," Chad replied. "It's just that... this morning... it's too early yet for me to have much control." "Too early? What does early have to do with it?" "Mel makes me drink way too much before I come to work to be able to control myself very well. It's better if I let as much of it come out as quickly as possible so that I can start working on my control when I have a decent chance." Robin thought back to the contract that she had read at Mel's apartment last weekend. His control was what it was all about. "So it sounds like Mel is winning," she said. Chad shook his head. "She can't. It can't be done in only two months. Besides, I spend most of the day maintaining my control. So she has no chance." He didn't add that he was losing more and more of that control he had every day. At an alarming rate! Robin didn't reply to that. Clearly he thought he could win. But at the same time, it looked like he was losing. She wondered which one of them would be correct and actually win their bet. She saw him finish wiping up the obvious spots on her floor, but the floor now had large damp areas that the diaper couldn't clean or dry properly. He couldn't get that with the already wet diaper he was trying to use. Besides, she could smell it a bit too, and she didn't want to go all day smelling that! "You better get something else to clean that up better!" she said. "I don't want to smell it all day!" "I will," Chad replied somewhat frustrated with both himself and the situation. But he couldn't go get anything to clean it up dressed like he was - in only his waist cincher. "Can I get dressed again now?" he asked. "Yeah, sure," Robin replied. She watched as he pulled two fresh diapers out and cut slits in one of them. She watched as he put them both on, making sure they were secure. She watched as he pulled the childish looking plastic panties up over top of the diapers, making him look even more ridiculous. They were followed by him struggling to get his girdle back on again - she giggled the whole time she watched that. She had struggled with enough girdles in her life to know how miserable they could be. His pantyhose came next, and finally his dress and shoes. "Is that what you wear every day?" she asked. "I mean, under your clothes." Chad nodded as he finished getting his shoes on. "Yeah, whenever I'm at work." "So you dress differently when you're not at work?" Chad felt himself blushing a bit. He shouldn't have put it the way he did. "Mel's been making me wear only one diaper and nothing over it after work for a while now so she can see when I start leaking." "Leaking? Why don't you change them first? I would think you would have the sense to do that at least!" Chad shook his head. "I can't. The leaking is the whole point. I have a time limit every night to make them leak so I can't try to hold back at all." "A time limit? You mean she gives you a time limit to have leaking diapers?" Chad only nodded. He shouldn't have mentioned it! This was way more than she needed to know! Robin tried to absorb that and figured she only partially got it, but it was enough for now. She realized it was getting late and they both had work that had to be done. And he had to clean her floor first! "Go get something to clean this up with now. We've got work that needs doing," she said. She finally turned back to her computer as he hurried out. But instead of opening up any of the programs, her mind kept seeing him naked in front of her. Those weird breasts that were glued onto his chest so he couldn't remove them, so much like real breasts. Those childish looking plastic panties covering his diapers. And two diapers! The outer one only showing the overflow from the inside one. He must have wet himself quite a bit since he had put them on. And then of course, there was the image of him struggling with his girdle. She chuckled one more time at that before bringing up her email program to check it. Mel was at her desk working on paperwork when her phone rang. She saw from the caller ID that it was Gloria. "Hello?" "You know of course that you've got two dates to tell me about now," Gloria's voice stated without even saying hello. Mel laughed. "I sure do!" "So how was it? I mean, generally, because I want the whole picture at lunch today! And don't try to tell me you can't make it!" Mel laughed again. "It was... perfect!" "I hate you! Why couldn't it be me? Lunch?" "I'll be there." "And no Robin this time?" "No Robin," Mel laughed. Ray sat back in his chair and took a moment to reflect on his date last night. It had been another good one. Expensive, but good. But Mel was a lawyer and even though she didn't seem to have all that much money, he wanted to impress her with the money he made. He was fairly sure that after their last two dates he had done that, although he wasn't sure why he wanted to bother. He might go out with her again, and then, he might not. He already had another date lined up for tonight... and tomorrow night too. But it was always best to keep them wanting more. That way he could get plenty of... loving! It was such a shame that Derek wasn't here this week. It was much more satisfying if he could rub it in his face. That of course was the real reason he had wanted to impress Mel and get her going out with him, and he guessed, keep her going out with him, because he enjoyed showing Derek that he could get the women when Derek couldn't. And as usual, he had won again. He smiled. Derek was such a push-over! His thoughts turned briefly to how he had set Derek up to give Sissy the wrist corsage. He laughed and turned his thoughts to the woman he would be going out with tonight. He had gone out with her before and she was great in bed. There would be lots of fun tonight for sure! Chad squirmed in his chair, but only a little. Too much movement against his raw backside only brought more discomfort. But even just sitting still wasn't exactly fun today. Jillian had really laid into him last night. He fervently hoped he'd never see her again! He was finishing up the few little tasks he had left from before Tom had sent down the new project that he and Robin were supposed to be working on together. It was all he had to work on since Robin didn't want him doing anything at all on the new stuff yet. But then, this stuff did need to get finished and out of the way. He had already sent Mel an email detailing what Robin had put him through this morning. What had gotten into Robin? He never would have thought she would act like this! Yet... part of him was thrilled that he now had another person dominating him and making him do humiliating things. He guessed he should be grateful. But was he? He was, but he was also scared! Robin was dominating him here - at work! It was like there was no getting away from it. There was no place of refuge he could run to. With a few last clicks of his mouse. He realized he had finished everything that he could. Now what was he supposed to do? He guessed he could look over the new project again, but that was kind of useless since he already knew everything there was to know about it and Robin had told him not to do anything on it yet. With nothing better to do, he opened up his spreadsheet for keeping track of the bet. He noticed that there were still sixteen days left before the testing to see if he could control himself. Sixteen days. Not that much. Just a little over two weeks. That's all! But... why did it still seem like such a long time? He found yesterday's date and moved to the column for how long he had held back. He filled in six minutes - proudly. It was a full minute improvement over the day before! And he had high hopes that today he would do even better. Of course it wasn't even close to how long he had been able to control himself last week, but it was still pretty good. Wasn't it? Six minutes had to be a lot better than five minutes! Yes, he felt much better about six minutes than five. He glanced over at his column of reasons for winning the bet. He stared at his top three reasons: self-respect, friends, and a life. But for some reason, they didn't seem as important to him today as they usually did. He closed the spreadsheet before anyone could see it. Six minutes. Better, but still not very good. Robin stared at the job requirements for the new project, but she wasn't really seeing them. Her mind was instead on Sissy... and the fact that she didn't know anything about dominating him. She had considered asking Mel for more advice earlier, but did she really want any suggestions from Mel? Mel wasn't here. Mel didn't work for this company. Mel only saw him outside of the workplace. Her views might be skewed from what was actually possible. And then there was the real problem. Should she be dominating him at all? She only barely understood why she was doing it in the first place. She guessed it was because she was forced to see him as a sissy now and nothing else. And from what she had been told by Gloria, dominating Sissy wasn't wrong at all. He needed it! He craved it! He practically required it! Or was it more like she herself required a way to keep him in his place? Either way, she needed a way to constantly remind herself of exactly what he was... and what he wasn't! So she was left with dominating him - like it or not. Her mind turned again to her first question, should she ask Mel? Finally, she figured, what could it hurt? Mel had far more experience in these matters than she did. She opened up her email program and began typing. Dear Mel, I'm trying my best to figure out what I'm supposed to do about dominating Sissy, but I'm afraid I have no clue what that really means. I hope you won't be mad, but I did make him strip down completely when he first got here so I could see what he was wearing under his dress and also so I could see his chastity device. I must say, that was quite a surprise. I won't be doing that again as I almost got peed on when he suddenly let loose all over my cubicle floor! He claimed to have no control over it because you make him drink too much before he comes to work. So are you winning this bet? He claims you're not! The reason I had him strip like that to begin with, was because I had been trying to find out how he really lost so much weight. He originally claimed that it was only because of the diet cooking he's been doing. But most of it only looks like the tight clothes he wears has had an even bigger affect. I knew it wasn't just the diet cooking! So once again, I hope I haven't done anything wrong and I would appreciate any help you can give me. Thank you, Robin With her email finally sent, she glanced at the clock. Break time! She got up from her seat and went over to his cubicle. "Let's go, Sissy. Break time." The best part of break for Chad was that he wouldn't have to use his sissy voice while they were around anyone else. His girly voice was also pretty embarrassing, but it was a lot better than his sissy voice. He got up out of his chair with a painful wince and followed Robin out into the hallway. It was all he could do to keep his hands away from his irritated backside and not rub it. "I heard an interesting story about you at the gym last night," Robin said as they walked. Chad was instantly worried. "What did you hear?" "I heard all about your little visit where you came dressed up so ridiculously and then you sang and danced for everyone like a little child - including making your diapers leak at the end!" Chad could feel his face turning crimson at the thought. "Well," he started to reply, searching for something he could add to make what he had done sound better. But there wasn't anything. "I had to," was all he could think to say. "You had to?" Robin asked. "You mean, Mel made you." "Yeah," Chad replied sullenly. "Yet from what I heard, you loved doing it." "Not exactly." "That's not the way I heard it." "I didn't have much choice," Chad replied. "You didn't?" "No. Mel tried to bring me here to work to show me off instead! The compromise was that I had to convince everyone that I loved doing it." Robin laughed. "Now that would have been a sight! You dressed and acting like that right here." Teasingly she added. "Maybe I should ask Mel to actually do it sometime. Give everyone a treat." Chad was horrified. "Please don't! Don't even tease about it! She still keeps threatening to actually do it!" Robin only laughed again. "Then maybe I should really ask her," she teased. They were among the first to arrive at the break room. Chad followed Robin in line to get coffee, and being among the first, there were still doughnuts available. Robin grabbed one, but when Chad went to get one, she stopped him. "Ah ah! None for you. You're dieting, remember?" "But..." "No buts!" Robin replied with a grin as she turned towards the women's table. Sometimes, dominating someone could be such fun. She found a chair and sat down, but when Sissy started to sit in his chair, she noticed his hesitation. Even more obvious was how slowly he sat, as if sitting down would hurt him. She smiled, perhaps it was hurting him! Mel read Robin's email through again and shook her head. Robin was asking for advice from her? Between the report Sissy has sent and what Robin had said here, it sounded like she was doing awfully well on her own. She only wished she could have been there this morning to see what happened. And he had almost peed on her! That was exciting news! So Robin was asking for more advice on what she was supposed to do as to dominating Sissy. Well, she had offered to give Robin a hand, but right now she didn't have much time since she was supposed to meet with her next client in a minute. So her return email was fairly short. For once, Chad hadn't had to say much during break as the conversation mostly centered around the ones with kids again. He was grateful. When break was over, he and Robin followed everyone out of the room and down the hallways. A few minutes later, they were alone as they made their way to their cubicles. "I noticed that you were having a little trouble sitting down today," Robin mentioned with an amused smirk on her face." "Yeah, kind of," Chad replied sullenly. "Kind of? It looked more like you didn't want to sit down at all!" "No, it's just that..." "That you would have rather not sat down!" Robin finished for him. "Maybe," Chad replied. "Huh! So that means that you either got beat pretty bad last night or you've got diaper rash. I'm betting though that Mel beat you." "No, she didn't." "So you've got diaper rash. Ha!" she chuckled. "Just like a baby!" "No. I don't have diaper rash. At least, I don't think so. It kind of hurts like that though." "Mel didn't beat you, and you don't have diaper rash, but it still hurts like that?" Robin was puzzled. "What am I missing? Something must be hurting you." Chad wished he had kept his big mouth shut - again. Or at least he wished that he had just let her think Mel had beat him. "Someone else beat me last night," he explained. "Someone else? So Mel lets other people beat you?" "Evidently," Chad replied, not at all happy about that. "So was Mel there at the time?" Why couldn't Robin leave it alone? "No. Not last night." "So who beat you?" "A friend of Sandy's." "Sandy? She's the one who's been teaching you baby stuff, right?" "Yeah." "Why didn't Sandy beat you instead?" Chad just shrugged. "I don't know. I guess because we weren't at her place." Robin looked over at him. There was a lot more to this story that he seemed to be reluctant to tell her. "It's like digging the details out of a child!" she exclaimed. "Now for heaven's sake. What happened last night?" Ugh! Chad did his best to explain as they walked back to their cubicles. He didn't finish until long after they had arrived at his cubicle - where he talked standing up. Robin was still inwardly chuckling over Chad's story about last night as she returned to her desk. She immediately noticed that she had an email. A moment later, she saw it was from Mel. Dear Robin, I don't have much time right now, but it sounds to me like you're doing perfectly well on your own. And don't worry, you didn't do anything wrong at all. In fact, I really wish I had been there to see it! Sorry he almost peed on you. I'm finding that as we continue with this, I'm having to take more and more precautions just in case of that event. And Sissy really has lost a lot of weight and is continuing to lose more. Of course lately I have him eating mostly baby food which is probably helping too. I would like to say that I'm winning the bet, and I really hope I am, but the truth is that I have no idea. It's something that's too hard for me to tell. The biggest advice I can give you quickly right now is to not be afraid of dominating him and to let yourself enjoy it. I'm just now getting to that point where I'm not afraid to have fun with it myself. So enjoy yourself fully and don't be afraid. Oh by the way, did you know that I'm currently trying to teach Sissy to curtsey constantly? I'm trying to get him to do it every time he opens his mouth, even during the same conversation. I also want him to curtsey before we talk and when he leaves too. Watching him curtsey is one of my greatest joys. As always, don't be afraid to call or email me, Mel Curtsey all the time? Don't be afraid? Robin was a bit disappointed that Mel hadn't been more forthcoming with details, but she understood that. A lawyer has to be awfully busy! And at least Mel didn't seem to think she had done anything wrong earlier. She was glad... because it was kind of fun. So, she was left mostly on her own. Oh well. Curtsey? Constantly? How ridiculous! But was it any more ridiculous than Sissy himself? Not even close! And Mel had mentioned that he was eating mostly baby food! Somehow that little fact had been left out of what Chad had told her. It was as if once again he was trying to get away with something. He was only telling half-truths. Like a child! With a sigh and a shake of her head, she finally forced herself to attack the new project. Chad was bored! He had finished everything he needed to get done, but Robin still hadn't told him what she wanted him to work on for the new project. Did he dare ask her about it? No! Lately, she had been finding out way too much about him whenever they talked. So until she told him to do otherwise, he decided to just sit and do... nothing. He opened his web browser and tried to think up something interesting to search for. Finally, he typed in 'dresses.' Gloria got to the restaurant long before Mel. She was anxious to hear all the little details about Mel's date. Maybe she was too anxious, but she didn't really care. A perfect date? She was so jealous! Why couldn't things like that ever happen to her? Of course, because of the hours she worked, she wasn't as free to date as Mel was. And then there was the problem that she couldn't go out with any of her clients. That wouldn't be a good thing at all. So she rarely got to meet new guys and she rarely got any dates. It was so depressing. So she was hungry for all the details that Mel could give her. A girl could always dream! The moment Mel arrived and sat down, she leaned forward anxiously. "Start at the beginning, and don't you dare leave one tiny little thing out!" Mel laughed then did just that, not only telling her everything that happened during her date with Ray last night, but just for Gloria's sake, she embellished a few things too, just to make it sound even better. They had both finished eating by the time she had finished - and she had only told her about last night, she hadn't even mentioned the double date on Sunday. "I need a new line of work!" Gloria exclaimed. "I'm so jealous I could scream. Why do you always meet all the good guys?" Mel looked back at her with a skeptical look on her face. "I wouldn't call Detective Grey very good! And he was the last date that I had in quite a while. I don't go out very often either!" "Maybe not," Gloria replied, "but it's still more than I get. So when are you two going out again?" Mel's face clouded. "I don't know. I'm not even sure I want to go out with him again." Gloria was startled. "What? You said he was the perfect date!" "He was! It's just that... well... there was something missing in it all. Everything was too planned... like he did it over and over again with every woman he goes out with... which I happen to know is a lot!" "So what? What does that have to do with anything?" Mel shook her head. "I guess nothing. And I'm sure that if he asks, I will go out with him again. No, make that I'll definitely go out with him." Gloria shook her head. "I have no idea how you can possibly be so picky!" She leaned forward. "If you're not so sure about this guy, give him my number! I'm desperate!" Mel smiled. She knew exactly how Gloria felt. She shrugged. "I just may!" Chad got out of his car with his pink diaper bag. He closed the car door and just stared at the gym door ahead. Yesterday Cassie hadn't even been there when he got his diapers changed. The receptionist Cindy had done it all alone. And while she was doing it, she had played with him more than he was happy about. Was she going to change him again today? It seemed like Cassie was trying to take more and more of a back seat as far as that responsibility was concerned. Knowing that he had to do it, he approached the door and went inside. "Hi Sissy!" Cindy said brightly as he was coming in. Chad looked around. He didn't see Cassie today. He dropped his usual curtsey and said hello to her. Then he added, "Are you changing me today, or is Cassie around?" Cindy's face quickly lit up more than had been. "Would you like me to?" "Not if Cassie is available," Chad replied. Cindy pouted a bit. "What's wrong? Didn't I do a good enough job yesterday?" "No, it was fine. It's just that..." "But if it was fine, why don't you want me to do it again today?" Chad shook his head. "It's not that. It's just that... I'd like Cassie to do it if she can." Cindy didn't look all that happy, but she immediately came out from behind the long desk. "I'll get her," she replied sullenly. Chad felt much happier about things. A few moments later, Cindy and Cassie came back together and Chad curtseyed and said hello to Cassie. "Let's go Sissy," Cassie said as she turned around to head back through the gym again. Chad followed her back to the same room they always used and started getting undressed while Cassie began pulling things out of his diaper bag. "So how did Cindy do yesterday?" she asked. Chad just shrugged. "Okay, I guess." "No problems?" Chad shook his head. "Not really." He paused for a moment before adding. "I didn't really appreciate the way she played with me yesterday." Cassie stopped what she was doing and looked up at him seriously. "The way she played with you?" Chad nodded. "I know she was just curious, which wasn't so bad, but she didn't have to bang on my chastity thing with the scissors!" Cassie's jaw dropped. "She did that?" "Yeah," he replied as he continued undressing again. "Did she hurt you?" "Not really. It's just that... I didn't appreciate it." "So does that mean that you don't want me to play with you today... like I usually do?" she teased. "No! Not at all!" Chad replied quickly. "In fact, I'm looking forward to it!" Cassie just smiled. "I thought you might be. So what Cindy did wasn't really so bad then." "I guess not," Chad replied with a shake of his head. While Chad laid back with his baby bottle in his mouth, Cassie undid his diapers. They seemed different today. "Hey," she exclaimed. "You're not nearly as wet as usual!" Chad removed the bottle from his mouth so he could speak. "I had to change them at work this morning." Cassie was surprised. "You wet them that much? Were you leaking?" "No, Robin..." But he didn't quite know what to tell her. "Robin? The same Robin tha