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The door in front of me opened up wide as Amanda looked at me. I stared at
Amanda at eye level with my thumb in my mouth and my hair up in pigtails.
I must have been a sight to see. I was a decent size kid dressed fully
like a little girl with a pink dress, mary janes and my teddy bear in
hand. Mommy's hand was on my shoulder as she carried a diaper bag and
another duffle bag with the things that I need for sleeping over the
night.
Amanda said, "Why now, don't Emily look cute, especially with her hair
nicely colored and the pink just tie it all together."
"We just had it done last night and Emily behaved, but she had a little
accident so Emily is wearing a pair of training panties underneath her
dress. I also packed a bunch of diapers just encase," Mommy said as she
handed Amanda the bags.
Amanda's face was filled with so much joy when she heard mommy talk about
last night. I wanted to dig myself into a deep hole and never come out. It
was one thing about being forced to wet yourself, but another when it
happens involuntary. Amanda accepted the bags willfully and grabbed my
hand as she took me inside her house. Mommy waved goodbye and told me to
be on my best behavior. Last time I was here, I was forced to go home in a
diaper and it was the situation that dug me deeper into everything. Of
course I didn't want that to happen again.
I was lead up the stairs past the living room where I saw many sleeping
bags and various other girl items for tonight. Amanda and I entered her
room where I saw more of the girls just sitting around talking about
whatever they were. As soon as I entered the room their attention turned
to me. All the girls were in their pajamas already, but they weren't what
you would consider sexy. The sleepwear just seemed to be a lot of pastel
colored sweat pants, shorts or camisoles.
One of the girls from the sitting crowd got up and walked over to me with
her hand up in a side ponytail. It was Caitlyn, one of the only girls who
I did not particularly want to see. Caitlyn said, "Wow Emily! That dress
is so cute on you! Aren't those pair of Disney Princess underwear that I
see peeking out from under the skirt?"
Amanda nudged me to see response. I said blushingly, "Yes I am wearing a
pair of pink Disney Princess training panties."
Everyone in the room giggled at my humiliating answer. I guess I am
getting a lot more of my own medicine for pranking the girls. Amanda
pushed me more into the room and I fell on the floor exposing my panties.
She closed the door behind her and dropped my diaper bag and duffle bag by
the door. I tried to get up, but the girls wouldn't let me adjust myself
besides letting me sit against the bed.
One of the girls was whispering to Amanda and Amanda said, "Hey Emily. You
might want to change into something more comfortable? How does that
sound?"
I would be glad to get out of my pink dress and shoes. The only thing I
didn't know was what mommy packed for me. Knowing her, mommy probably
packed a whole bunch of humiliating outfits for me. Even girlier items
than what a lot of the girls are wearing. I nodded my head yes, what could
possibly be worse than what I was already in anyway.
"Great!" Amanda said. "Girls why don't you help Emily out of her dress
while I unpack her clothes and see what she got to wear."
Caitlyn said laughing, "Maybe we should change her in a diaper. Just
encase she has an accident and we don't have to change her later."
I was about to jump up and say something, but I looked straight into
Caitlyn's eyes and could see that she had something in mind if I burst
out. I sat there as my shoes and socks were taken off first. Then I was
made to stand up for them to unbutton the back of my dress. The hair
ribbons and barrette were taken out of my hair. The pink tips of my blonde
hair fell just above my shoulders. I was in front of the girls with just a
pair of training panties on.
Amanda laid out my changing mat with baby powder and oil on the side with
a diaper already unfolded for me. Caitlyn removed my panties revealing my
boyhood. I have not revealed my crotch to anyone, let alone girls,
especially these many. I didn't look at any of the girls in the eye and I
didn't hear any of them making comments besides Caitlyn.
I set myself up on the changing mat as Amanda applied baby oil all over
me. The way Amanda smoothed out the oil and baby powder on my crotch
started to make get hard. It was such a strange feeling, but an
embarrassing one at that. I could hear some of the girls laughing, which
just intensified the humiliation.
Amanda said, "I didn't know you liked being changed into diapers Emily."
That comment only increased the amount of laughing coming from the girls.
When I was diapered, I thought I could get up, but Amanda stopped me.
Amanda got up and Caitlyn replaced her. In Caitlyn's hands was a pair of
scissors and another diaper.
The scissors cut through the diaper from my butt close to my crotch
leaving a decent size opening. Next Caitlyn lifted up my legs and added
the second diaper. "This is just so we don't have to change you tonight,
just in case you would have an accident, Emily."
I was allowed to stand up and was moved over to a full length mirror to
see how thick the diapers were. The double diaper was so thick that it
actually made me waddle more than a single diaper did. Also seeing how
thick the package around my crotch was made me understand why.
"Hands up little Emily," Amanda said.
I threw my hands up as Amanda draped a powder blue, semi-transparent
nightdress over me which fell just above my diaper revealing it. I been
wearing nightdresses every night to bed since my punishment began, but
this was even worse than I had worn before. This nightdress was shorter
than the other ones. There appears to be more lace and bows on this
nightdress specifically.
I am still looking myself in the mirror and I barely see my old self in
the reflection. It was almost enough to make me cry. I didn't exactly
burst into full on crying, but a few tears did roll down my cheeks.
Caitlyn loved how defeat I was as she planned with my hair a bit. I am not
sure what Caitlyn's problem. I did pick on her several times prior to the
prank I pulled, but never so much for her to hate me. Amanda and the other
girls though did take some delight in how I looked, but they were a bit
nicer. Some of them even complimented how I looked. It did seem they were
trying at least.
I had matching, lacy baby booties put on my feet and my hair put in a
ponytail. Two butterfly hairclips were placed in the sides of my face. One
of the girls said that the clips matched my butterfly earring. It did make
me feel slightly better hearing one of the girls say that, but I really
needed a different pair of earrings. A pair that wasn't so girly would be
good enough.
I crossed my legs the best I could with how thick the diaper was and
watched the girls just talk and giggle about boys, clothes, makeup and
whatever else popped up in the conversation. I wasn't really topic of
conversation besides the occasional comment from Amanda or Caitlyn asking
if my diaper was used. Luckily I went to the bathroom before I came,
though I have been getting the urge to pee for the longest time.
Ms. Woods came up from time to time to see if the girls or I needed
anything. Amanda suggested that some snacks and drinks would be brought
up. So Amanda and her mother left the room for a bit. Ms. Woods brought up
some basic snacks for everyone like chips, cookies and other junk food.
What was the real shocker is that Amanda brought up my baby bottles filled
with water.
"Okay Emily, here is the rule. You are expected to finish a bottle every
half hour," Amanda said.
I looked straight at Amanda and just shook my head in an upward motion.
Amanda handed the first bottle to me and I just held onto it. I took sips
from it every so often, but I really didn't want to finish the bottle. I
really needed to go to the bathroom and I knew that drinking more water
would make the problem worse.
"Hey girls, we should give each other a makeover," one girl suggested.
Caitlyn said, "What a wonderful idea, we should probably start with Emily
first."
"Please. I don't want a makeover," I said with a whimpering lip.
"What is wrong Emily?" Caitlyn said, "You are one of the girls now. It
should be fun, but you should probably drink two of your bottles right now
if you know what is good for you. This might take a while."
Caitlyn got on top of me forcing a bottle in my mouth and she threatened
to beat me up. Even more tears went down the sides of my face as I just
sucked on the bottle nipple. I wanted to fight back, but I couldn't move.
I just kept drinking the bottles as Caitlyn gave them to me. As I
finished, I had so much water in me that I couldn't hold my bladder
anymore. I started to feel warm liquid going down between my thighs and
cried even worse.
I couldn't see directly at Caitlyn, but she got off of me. I am guessing
that Caitlyn was feeling victorious after what she put me through. Caitlyn
said, "Did baby Emily went herself?"
I just nodded my head in defeat. My eyes were dried from the tears and the
girls proceeded to apply makeup, even going as far as working on my hair
as well. My hair accessories were removed and replaced with a variety of
boys and ribbons. My head was covered in a mess of many pigtails with
different colored ribbons completing the look. A few barrettes were used
as well. For makeup, my eyes were done in heavy eyeliner, mascara and eye
shadow that matched my nightdress. I even had more blush than I usually
wore under my eyes. I was also given thick, pink lip gloss. The lip gloss
was thick enough to leave residue on the baby bottles as I drank from
them.
For me it took over twenty minutes to make me look like a clown. The other
girls were worked on as well. Each of the girls all had better done makeup
than I did as well legitimate looking hairstyles. While the other girls
were being done, Amanda and another girl worked on painting my nails. The
patterns they decided on were a variety of colors, a different one on each
for my fingers. Next there came a sparkly pink nail polish for my toes. I
even got some practice painting nails on a few of the other girls, but I
didn't a terrible job. Amanda or some other girl cleaned up the nails that
I worked on.
After the color fight that occurred in the bedroom. All the girls went
downstairs to watch movies and set up the sleeping bags. Amanda had a
spare sleeping bag for me, which was a pink Disney themed one with Minnie
Mouse on it. How kind of her to have such a spare. Though watching the
movies weren't so bad. Just a few chick flicks were thrown on and snacks
were provided. The girls were allowed to eat some popcorn, but I was given
baby food to eat alongside the bottles I had to drink.
I had to go pee at least three or four times that night as we watched the
movies. I didn't really feel like the urge to hold any of it in as I knew
I would be made to use the diapers anyway. When the last movie played, I
was offered a piece of cake from Caitlyn. What I thought was a kind
gesture turned out to be of malice intent. It wasn't even five minutes
until my stomach started to hurt and I felt something popping out of my
butt. It must have been laxatives because I couldn't even control as my
diaper filled up quickly.
I just turned really red looking around at all the girls who smelled what
I had just done. Amanda came up to me and asked, "Did you just pooped
yourself?"
I didn't even know how to respond. I just kept my hands on my diapers
looking around. Amanda said, "You better not lie to me. I can probably
smell it on the other side of the house. Now tell me or you will be
spending the night in your poop filled diapers."
I replied, "Yes. Can I please be changed?"
"Well at least the truth came out," I said.
I was then changed again in front of the girls. Once the diapers came off
and the mess revealed I could see the disgust in many of the girl's faces.
Amanda expertly wiped my behind and reapplied a diaper for me to wear.
This time only one, I doubt I needed to create such a mess again with how
much came out.
It was getting late when the girls retired to their sleeping bags. I was
thankful that it was time to go to bed. No more humiliation for me until
morning, but I had to suck on a pacifier that mommy packed for and sleep
with my teddy bear, Tulip. For some reason that night was exhausting and I
slept like a baby. That expression was so fitting for my current
situation.
In the morning, I was woken up early by the girls who took the time to
clean me up makeup and hair wise. Amanda took the joy of changing my
diaper. For some reason I used it last night, which I didn't think I would
do. I had a few accidents at times, but usually I could control it better.
Amanda and Caitlyn took me upstairs where I was kept in my diapers, but
Amanda took out her white communion dress for me to wear. Amanda described
the fabric is chiffon, which was extremely soft. I was zipped up in the
dress and a petticoat and matching mary janes and tights to complete the
outfit. It was probably one of the fancier dresses that I had worn, but a
lot of the dresses I had were childish and girly anyway. The communion
dress was a step up.
My hair was combed out, just to give it some bounce to it. A white
headband was placed in my hair, which had a huge bow on the band's left
side. My face was also painted with the usual makeup, but I was given a
bright red lipstick and my fingernails were painted a similar shade.
After my dolling up, I was taken downstairs to be shown off to the other
girls. I was also taken outside and given a basic basket to pretend to
pick flowers from the yard. Caitlyn was taking pictures of me while I was
made to completely several poses including curtsying. After the photo
session, we all went inside where we all spent the time doing some
karaoke. When it was my turn the girls loved it when I sang, I was still
wearing the communion dress. I can understand some of their excitement.
After a few of my turns, I actually started getting into it despite how I
was dressed. I was even changed once during the entire singing session.
Many of the girls complimented me as they got picked up one by one. Many
of the mothers wanted to see how the former terror was dressed. Many
mothers actually took the time to take some pictures of me in the
communion dress despite some protest from me. Thankfully Caitlyn left a
bit earlier than some of the other girls. I was the last to leave and
Amanda told me that I could keep the dress.
The doorbell rang and mommy was here to pick me up. Mommy approached
Amanda and asked, "So I hope Emily behaved while she was her?"
Amanda replied, "Yeah Emily behaved, but she had a few accidents here and
there."
Amanda handed mommy my diaper and duffle bag. Mommy lifted the diaper bag
up and down and noticed the weight difference, "it seems that there is
less than what I packed. Good thing I prepared for the occasion."
Mommy took a look at how I was dressed. "Well don't you look quite lovely.
We might have to keep you in diapers more often if you continue with your
accidents."
Amanda whispered in my ear and I said, "Amanda said I could keep the
dress."
Mommy looked pleased at how I was dressed and looked. Also the prospect of
having me still in diapers more often might have given her some joy. "How
kind of her to let you keep such a lovely dress," Mommy said, "Oh. Emily
is having a princess birthday party coming up in a week or so. I am sure
Emily would love to have you there."
"I sure would love to go. I will make sure to adjust my schedule for it,"
Amanda said gleefully.
Ms. Woods approached mommy to talk to her. Mommy and Ms. Woods spent some
time talking and then said their goodbyes.
As mommy took my hand and walked toward the car, mommy looked at me and
said, "from the sounds of it, it must been a fun time. Now did you have
fun?"
I looked at mommy without saying anything, and I actually didn't know how
to respond. The sleepover was a mix of feelings really. Besides what
Caitlyn made me do and some extent Amanda. Even if it sounds strange, I
actually had some fun hanging out with girls.
*************
The insults and bullying at school stopped as a lot of the kids got used
to me quickly or they just got bored. I really didn't know which, but it
was good for me nonetheless. Surviving the school became more of a
possibility, but I spent most of the time with Amanda, Caitlyn or any of
their friends, while I ignored many of my old friends. Really many of my
old friends didn't bother hanging out with and it wasn't like they weren't
really given the chance.
Since mommy made me get my hair colored, my mode of dress changed a bit
drastically as well. At school I was still allowed to wear pants. The
jeans I usually wear had an elastic waist so that the pants could better
accommodate the diapers I would have to wear. My shirts became more
feminine with different shades of pastel colors and bows and ribbons that
were on the shirts. Shoe wise I been allowed to wear tennis shoes, and
also mary janes flats around school. For all purposes I was a girl, except
for when teaches called on me. Many of them gave me dirty looks like I did
something wrong. None of my teachers did anything overly humiliating
though.
At home mommy wanted me to be fully dressed as a little girl, which I
accepted so I didn't have to wear diapers at home. At first, I thought
wearing diapers would be a lot less humiliating than wearing little girl
outfits, but after being made to wet myself on a daily basis I changed my
mind. When I am fully dressed up, I always have a pair of training panties
on. I still have a bit of a wetting problem here and there and the extra
padding the panties have keeps me dry until I get to a bathroom. At night
though, it is back in diapers so I don't make a mess of the sheets.
After school besides being dressed as a little girl at home or going over
to one of the girl's houses, mommy takes me to Ms. Michaels' store at
times. At the store, mommy wants to make sure that the special party
outfit that Ms. Michaels is making for me fits. So I was getting a lot of
measurements, and I been trying on parts of the outfit or just the dress
itself. Ms. Michaels also explained how well behaved I been so far and she
suggested to mommy that maybe I should come more often to do some modeling
for Ms. Michaels' projects. I would be given some of the money made from
the modeling. Mommy mentioned that the money could help keep my wardrobe
up to date as well help pay for a few additional changes she been wanting
to make at the house for me. I was even allowed to keep a few of the
outfits if there were any that I would enjoy.
Whatever former self there was left of me was surely fading away. Whatever
mommy has planned for my birthday party surely will replace whatever male
image I have for myself with a girl one. Concerning the party, I honestly
have no idea what mommy has planned for me besides me wearing a really
elegant dress to fit with the princess theme. Beyond that extent of
knowledge I know that mommy will be inviting all the girls to the party
and mommy wants the party to be big. Whenever I got home from school, I
noticed that there were a lot of bags filled with decorations. Mommy also
spent a good portion of the nights cooking or preparing foods for the
party as well. I even got the luxury of helping mommy bake many of the
treat.
The final preparations for the party came the Friday night before the
actually party. We stopped by Ms. Michaels' store to pick up a garment bag
that had my dress in it, along with accessories and a pair of specially
made shoes. Mommy also ended up stopping by a few other stores to pick
some makeup, perfume and whatever else she thought that I needed for my
big day.
The last stop that night was at the same salon that I went to earlier for
my appointment. Mommy went up the receptionist. "My darling Emily has an
appointment. She is going to have her birthday party tomorrow, so I want
to make sure everything is perfect."
"Well we will surely give Emily the princess treatment." The receptionist
looked at me and said, "How old are you going to be anyway, Emily?"
I looked up at mommy and then back to the receptionist, "Six. I am going
to be six years old."
Mommy said, "Emily is getting up there and she is going to be a big girl
soon."
"Now Emily, please go with the nice lady and behave yourself now." Mommy
looked at me, while the receptionist took me to a similar room that I was
in before where I had my unfortunate accident.
When the technicians came in, I noticed one that was familiar. She was one
of the ladies who worked on me before. It was almost immediate when the
technician said, "Hello Emily. Are we going to have the same accident as
before?"
The other technician looked confused and was about to ask before the same
technician stopper her whispered in her ear about my little wetting
episode.
I nodded my head no and the technician said, "Well good, but just encase I
should set up some rubber mats for you to sit on."
I was stripped down to being butt naked, even the diaper wasn't even
spared. For most of my body I was nothing but skin with no hair in sight,
but I was given another treatment of electrolysis to prevent any further
body hair from growing back. I was then moved to a salon chair where the
technicians would work on my hands and feet to give them a nice round edge
and a coat of pink nail polish.
The next part was my hair. The technicians used the same colors on my hair
as before just to make sure the color didn't fade. Then they used hair
rollers in my hair and applied each one really tightly to my head. Some
weird smelling chemicals were also applied to my hair and then a hair cap
was placed over it. I didn't know what to expect they were doing to my
hair, but I was under a hair dryer for a long time. I wasn't really given
anything to do or read, but I tried my best not to wet myself like last
time.
It was close to the end of the hair treatment when I was removed from
under the dryer and the rollers were removed. I was moved in front of a
mirror to see my new blonde and pink curly hair. My hair by itself would
reach to my shoulders, but with the curls my hair appeared a few inches
off my shoulders closer to my ears.
Mommy walked in. "Wow! Emily! Don't you look cute with your new
hairstyle?"
Mommy and the technicians spoke to each other for a bit before mommy
tipped the technicians for their hard work on feminizing me. After that
mommy drove us home where we cleaned up the house a bit and put away
everything we got today. Mommy didn't want to ruin any part of my outfit,
including my hair. I was made to go to bed early as I needed to get up
early tomorrow for the party. My hair was put in tight rollers and a head
cover was placed over to protect my hair.
Tomorrow is going to be a huge surprise for me and I needed my sleep.
Besides the hair curlers making it hard for me falling asleep, I actually
slept well.
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