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The Gods Themselves Synopsis When the Gods conspire against you the only thing you can hope for is they will soon weary of their games and leave you alone. They did grow bored, those Gods, but not before it was too late, and all Josh could do was smile sheepishly as Julie's mouth opened and closed. He didn't need to ask what had caught her attention and thank the stars He fought against the impulse to curtsey. All he could do was shrugh: A little sun, a tad bit of arthritis, and a bowl full of cookie dough is all it takes to turn some boys into girls. Players Josh, Julie - Josh's girlfriend and his landlady Rose Story Josh's hair was held back with white satin ribbon. Satin ribbon tied neatly into a pretty bow. The ribbon alone would have been enough, but the Gods didn't stop there. Those Gods had added a crispy white perfectly fitting pinafore. A girlish ruffled pinafore wrapping him so completely it could easily have passed for a dress and did. A very pretty dress suggesting someone much younger but most definitely a girl, not a boy. Even worse, that make believe dress was bellowing out enough from the waist to even hint at a petticoat maybe two, although there were none, and perhaps he could have explained even that were it not for the white girlish flats he also wore. "Damn the Gods," he mumbled sitting down in frustration directly across from Julie who was still gaping. There was a hint of a smile on her face making the moment worse. "Girls don't sit like that," Julie said watching as Josh slumped down on his sofa with his legs apart. There was no way in hell he was going to explain the way he looked, and even if he tried the explanation itself would have sounded laughably ridiculous. "They sit like this if they don't care who sees their panties," Josh said sarcastically. Unfortunately it was the wrong thing to say to a girl already convinced there were panties under that makeshift dress, because the instant he said that Julie bent quickly at the waist to look. Thankfully Josh was wearing swimming trunks. Unfortunately Julie believed she was going to see panties, and when a person's brain is already tuned to a particular frequency it more or less stays on that frequency, so what Julie thought she saw were panties. That was very clear on her face when she came back up. They weren't panties, of course, but the white, tight, latex and polyester swim suits Josh and the diving team wore might just as well have been. "At least your propensity for long hair makes sense now," Julie said after she came back up. What bothered him first was her assuming he was even wearing panties or that he would for that matter. While that would have been bad enough her comment made it worse. Her remark made it seem as if she already believed he was capable of doing what he was doing. Funny thing, and what stopped him from sounding outraged, was when she smiled and said, "Seriously though, I can't believe how cute you look. You're making me so hot with you dressed that way!" That part about her being hot over him looking like a girl made it clear that whatever the reason he was dressed the way he was didn't matter. He could ask, he wanted to ask, but the truth is he never ever looked a gift horse in the mouth. If this was making her hot who was he to complain, he suddenly realized. Julie making that remark had caught his attention and before he could draw a breath she had moved next to him and was kissing, savagely. She never kissed him like that, and while those swim trunks really aren't anything like panties they might as well have been when Julie found them under that makeshift skirt. It was the oddest moment of his life when she tugged him to the living room floor and folded the skirt of the pinafore back - he was suddenly thanking those Gods not cursing them, he realized. Julie was laying sideways facing him with her head in the crux of his left arm. She was beathing as heavy as he was but she was smiling that satisfying smile one has just after sex. Their love making was brief, intense and shocking and he too was more than happy to just lay there. Her right hand, a finger actually, was tracing the outline of the ruffled lace surrounding his arm and he was still breathless. He was no longer wearing those "panties" because she'd taken them off before taking off her own. Her love making, like her kiss, had been ravaging and the most incredible experience he'd had in a very long time. "So how long have you been doing this?" she asked softly. Josh, with his brain flooded by endorphins, smiled, looked over at the clock on the DVD player, quickly calculated the time, smiled wider and said, "I guess it's been about an hour, maybe an hour and a half." The look on her face suggested she knew he was about to lie more so he quickly added that if she'd let me explain, it would all make sense - he hoped. She nodded and continued fussing with the ruffled lace of his makeshift dress. First of all he knew she was coming over, and he said that so she could keep that thought vivid while he explained the rest. No man would dare do this knowing he would be caught, he noted as the reason. A minor point but one he needed to make. He also said that it began with the Sun of all things. That damn Sun. The Sun was warming the patio nicely that morning and after stepping out of the shower Josh decided to spend a little time working on his tan. As usual, he had intended to brush his long hair and rubber band it back, as he normally did, but not before a little time spent on the chase outside for that tan. That was also the reason he wore his swimming trunks and he emphasized his "swimming trunks" and not "panties". He was only on the chase maybe ten minutes when the phone rang. It was Ms. Gray, Helen, his neighbor and landlady, and it was pretty obvious she was crying. Josh was startled enough to drop the phone and race between the two connecting yards, and into her kitchen, only to discover she was crying from frustration. Seems she'd started baking cookies and right in the middle of another batch of cookie dough her arthritis began acting up. Helen could move her fingers reasonably well, but it was too painful to kneed the stiff and sticky dough. "Now imagine that picture," Josh said as he added, "Before imagining the rest of it." When he was sure, by way of a nod from Julie that she was doing so, he went on to tell her the rest of it. He was standing there with his hair still damp, and hanging loosely over his back and shoulders. He was wearing nothing but his swim trunks and immediately volunteered to knead that dough for her. Helen, grateful for the help, and after washing his hands Josh began doing just that. Josh had his hand in the middle of a batch of sticky cookie dough when she began to tie his hair back. She did so saying that the last thing she wanted to find in a cookie of her's was a hair. Josh didn't even think to ask what she was tying his hair back with, and couldn't see anyway, and at that moment it didn't matter. He was there to help her and that was his only thought so he simply stood still for a moment while she worked, and Voila it was done. In hindsight and given what happened next, he guessed he should have been cautious allowing her to tie his hair back, but who thinks about such things in emergency conditions. Josh could see that now, but at the time he was trying to help her get past her frustrations and that too is the reason he accepted the apron. Unfortunately it wasn't just an apron, or not what he expected an apron to look like. Then again it was all that she had hanging in her pantry and he more or less ignored what it was when she put him into it. It was of course a pinafore and Josh knew it was a bit too frilly for a guy, way too frilly actually, but it was just her and him in that kitchen so who really cared since it was her putting him into it. Josh honestly didn't realize it would circle him so completely but it did, nor did he know it would look like a dress over petticoats when she tied it closed because it was designed for a bellowing skirt and petticoats. He most definitely didn't know there was enough sash for a bow as big as it was, or that it would ultimately match the one now in his hair but there it was. Meanwhile he was still kneading that dough and it was about then that the shoes came into this odd picture the Gods were painting. Helen, was wearing pink flats when he came into her kitchen so it could have been worse he suppose, given he could have ended up wearing pink shoes. Anyway, so there he was coming up on the end of kneading that dough when she told him to pull it from the bowl. Helen wanted Josh to put that dough on the table to roll it out. Josh was not anywhere near knowledgeable enough to know that sticky dough sticks to the bowl. It was very sticky dough and it was sticking hard enough that when he lifted that large ball of dough trying to remove it from that bowl, even using both hands, he brought the bowl up with it. He brought the bowl up and just as he realized what he was doing, and before he could sit it back down again, the heavy bowl and dough separated. As Julie might have already guessed, Josh hopped just as the bowl fell at his feet, and just missing his toes. Unfortunately that bowl shattered when it landed. Josh was bare footed and now in the middle of broken shards of glass. There was glass in all shapes and sizes and he was bare foot. He looked at Julie for confirmation that she understood and Julie nodded before Josh went on. Helen, Josh said, immediately made him stand perfectly still as she ran off for a pair of shoes. She came back holding those white flats that she sat down on the floor for him to slip his feet into. It was a temporary solution to an immediate problem, nothing more. It was only coincidental that Helen's shoes fit, but they allowed him to move about without cutting himself, and while he stepped out of the way, his hands still holding the dough, she cleaned away the broken glass. Josh took a few minutes to shed the dough from his fingers, and while doing so realized that it was time to head home and put the casserole into the oven for Julie and his dinner tonight. Josh looked at Julie until Julie nodded her understanding again. Josh washed his hands, he said, went out the door, telling Helen he'd be back after he started dinner. He was about to head back to Helen's place when Julie walked into the kitchen. Which was when she caught him looking exactly the way he looked right then. And that was pretty much that, Josh whispered. "Any questions?" Josh asked daring Julie to ask. Julie looked at him with a look that suggested he shouldn't have asked and said, "Only one, and that would be where is the rest of this outfit?" Josh laughed, Julie laughed and the phone rang. It was Helen and he told her that Julie was here, that there was a slight delay, and that he'd be right over. As it happens he didn't go back because he wanted to get out of those girlish things which mostly was to get into a dryer pair of underwear and not his swimsuit. Thankfully Julie did finally recognize that he was wearing his swim trunks. Julie carefully removed the pinafore before undoing the bow at the top of his head. Josh also stepped out of those flats and ran off to his room while Julie went out by way of the patio towards Helen's place. She promised to help Helen if she needed any more help, and return those things she called his outfit. Thankful to have gotten past that stuff, Josh was peeling potatoes to cut and boil when Julie came back through the sliiding glass door. Julie would mash those potatoes because, she said, he always left too many lumps. Josh was only mildly curious as to what she was holding until he recognized that same pinafore again. He felt his adrenaline go up immediately. Julie was also holding what was clearly a dress and what he suspected was the slip for that dress. There were long white socks, that pinafore and this time a pair of gloss black Mary Jane shoes. Josh didn't see the pantaloons until Julie began laying the clothes on the couch in a kind of display. Josh knew exactly what she intended, but still asked what had to be the dumbest question he could have asked given what he suspected, "what are you doing with those things?" "After seeing you, I've decided what your costume is going to be, you know, for Halloween. I mean if everything else fits as well as that pinafore and these shoes," Julie answered with a sweeping jesture of her hand over the things now on display. The fact that it was only August and Halloween was at least three months away didn't seem to bother her at all, although he wasn't given all that much time to mount a protest. The thing is she bargained with him and did so in the most wonderful of ways suggesting that if he just tried it all on, just for the sake of knowing if it fit, she'd stay much later tonight than she'd planned. It wasn't so much the future that held him, as it was her hand at that moment. She said all of that with enough emphasis that he was sure he would soon be in need of another pair of underwear. A "no" from him now would risk everything, a "yes" would risk only damaging his ego a little more, plus another pair of underwear and he had a drawer full of those. Josh nodded yes or tried to. When it was time, Josh discovered there were pink pantaloons and he put those on over his underwear. That slip was actually a blouse and petticoat combined which was designed to hang slightly longer than the dress and the dress was clearly meant for a little girl. There was no doubt it was meant for a little girl given that it was circled by most all of the Disney Girls. Josh was wearing a predominately lavender colored fabric with Cinderella, Show white, and Sleeping Beauty decorating it. Even he was surprised over the fit as he gathered all of that for those knee high socks and black patent Mary Jane shoes Julie was about to help him into. That pinafore, the one that had started all of this, went on last and how different it was over a dress. Josh was still sitting on the sofa for the shoes and socks when Julie clipped the oversize bow at the back after brushing his hair out. Josh also knew that If he rubber banded his hair back before it dries, he wouldn't get those soft curls he had now. He also suspected that Julie wouldn't be smiling as much as she was when he stood. How odd that a few girlish things can change someone so quickly and for the record, He was not talking about himself. As far as Julie was concerned, this was the best thing he'd ever done for her sake. It was that as the reason he pursed his lips for the pink waxy lipstick, and stood still a little longer for a touch of blush. Seems as if everything he was doing, no matter how odd he thought it was, was driving her kookier. Kookier perhaps or maybe kinkier would be better said he mused. Julie was clearly being driven and he was beside myself over the contradictions that posed. On the one hand he had every right to protest and even put an end to it all right after we knew everything would fit. Josh had actually thought about protesting, but the trouble was he was being lavished with Julie's attention and promises of rewards were making his head swim. Josh knew that he should care about how this would seem, but he couldn't get to that point or better said past those promises. Sex is sex and how you get there, no matter how strange it seems, somehow gets less strange the closer you get to it, and Josh was getting pretty close. Painfully close. Josh may very well have waved dinner off completely were it not for the potatoes boiling over and hissing from the kitchen stove. He was only mildly concerned about his looks when he made his way to the stove to lift the pot from the burner to let the water calm. It was then that the irony of it came to him. Josh tried ignoring what he wore, but he was aware of his looks, and that was because he'd passed the mirror in his dining room and again past that sliding glass door in the kitchen. That sliding glass door, almost a mirror with the darkness outside, was also where Josh was heading, to peek again. That's when he saw Helen smiling from the other side of it. It was the Gods again or so he assumed as he smiled lamely back with a little less confidence in his masculinity. Julie walked into the kitchen just then. "I should have said something sooner, but I was afraid that if I told you I invited Helen over for dinner you wouldn't have let me dress you," Julie said moving past him to let Helen in. The fact that the door was now coming open and Helen was walking in kept his remarks fairly civil, and besides the damage had already been done. "I brought the desert," Helen said handing the plate of cookies to Julie before coming over to Josh and it was the first time he'd been hugged by her as she added, "I knew you were special when I first met you. Now I'm positive of it." Special? What did that mean, Josh mused. He wanted desperately to ask what that last part meant, but she and Julie were already past any confrontation. He might have mounted a defense as he went off to get dinner ready, but clearly it was too late. He had not protested Julie dressing him and worse he'd left it all alone. When he did hint at changing they both, almost in unison said no and oddly Josh left it alone. Julie was suddenly doing the potatoes while Helen was volunteered, by Julie, to remove the casserole. Josh just stood there by the counter, near the door, watching them both moving about, ignoring him as if he'd been doing this sort of thing forever and they knew it, wondering meanwhile, what the hell the Gods were up to. "Why don't you set the table precious," Julie said and while that might have gotten his hackles up at any other time it was said so casually, in the midst of prepping for dinner, that it simply replaced the word honey that she sometimes used. Josh, feeling very odd, went to the cabinets for dishes, silverware and glasses. Problem is, if it was a problem, he couldn't ignore what he was wearing. He couldn't ignore it because he had that sliding glass door in front of a night sky to see himself with each time he headed from the kitchen to the table and back again. He had nearly eight feet by seven feet of darkened glass to witness what a few feminine things can do to a guy while realizing it wasn't nearly as horrifying as he kept trying to make it. Perhaps it was the way Julie and Helen were acting that made it less out of the ordinary. Oddly enough, He could have easily gotten out of those things for any number of reasons not the least of which that he was a guy, but there were those reflective windows and after a time he stopped thinking of trying. Then dinner was ready and there he was with his girlfriend on one side, his landlady on the other and him dressed like a little girl learning quickly how to gather a dress from behind before sitting. Sitting and laughing over the lesson he was getting and how odd that was. There were several lessons that quickly followed one given by Julie: There was the one about eating with lipstick on using the teeth to clear his fork, and another by Helen on how to pat his lips instead of wiping them with the napkin. Of course he didn't realize them as lessons because they were quickly and easily given with a tiny bit of teasing and under the circumstances made sense and the dinner was wonderful. So too Helen's cookies that had cost him so dearly. They were having tea and for the fun of it he had been charged with cleaning the table only because, as Helen noted after Julie insisted, he was the only one wearing a pinafore. They'd had wine, at least two glasses each and Josh's stomach was pleasantly full and by now he'd been in his girl clothes almost another hour and a half. Staying in them was no longer an issue other than the blush that came with knowing he was being watched the whole time he cleaned the table. Then Helen made that remark. "I honestly didn't think using satin was such a good idea but I had the material. I'm surprised it's holding it's shape as well as cotton but it does." "I think it works perfectly and I've always loved taffeta. Besides, it is so cute on him. Seriously, it really is adorable," Julie said and added, "And I'm sure that satin feels much better on than cotton would. Doesn't it precious?" "Well, if he likes that, he's going to love the other things," Helen said. "What are you two talking about?" Josh asked from the sink. Obviously they were talking about what he was wearing. Josh was rinsing the dishes and putting them into the dishwasher trying to ignore the remarks and not doing very well. Yes, he had volunteered to do the dishes as well. Truth is he did like moving in those things and he'd spent all of that time at the sink moving one knee or the other against the slips. It's wasn't so much the slip as it was the satiny pettipants. He had also heard very clearly that last remark but wasn't sure how to tackle it. "We're talking about you're dress sweets? You do like it, at least a little, don't you?" Julie asked. "My dress? You mean Helen's dress," Josh said but added, "And no, I don't like it at all. I'm just wearing it to make you happy." "Right," Julie said laughing. The fact that he was smiling may have reduced his credibility some, but he thought about the rest of the evening and that risk again as Julie added, "I'll bet you'd like it more if you weren't wearing those shorts under your panties." "He's wearing shorts? Boy's shorts?" Helen asked in a state of shock. She was kidding Josh hoped. "Underwear, and yes, his," Julie said. "Now that is so silly," Helen said. "That's what I told him," Julie said. "Well, if it were me, and I'm just saying, I'd march him into the bedroom and rectify that immediately. What's the point of making those panties so silky if he's not going to feel them?" Helen asked. The fact that they were discussing what Josh was wearing under all of those layers already was unnerving but suggesting he'd like it more if he could feel them made it worse. Even if they were right. "You're right, tell you what, why don't you make us some more tea and we'll go and do just that," Julie said standing up from the table. Josh was at the sink still when she gave him the dish cloth to wipe his hands and added, "Come on honey, in for a penny, in for a pound." "You're serious," Josh said blushing. Josh wanted to cooperate but giving in would give up too much and there was his ego again and now even at greater risk. "It's either that, or one of your diapers," Julie said and added, "Although honestly, as horny as I am at the moment, I would be easily satisfied with either." Diaper! She'd said diaper that was clear enough. For the first time that Josh could remember he was terrified. No one, no one with the exception of perhaps his mother, knew about his diapers and his mom believed he'd given them up. Of course he hadn't, but he kept them in the bottom drawer of his dresser. They were hidden and secret. At least he thought they were secret. "I shouldn't have said that. Honey, I'm sorry. I really am. I wasn't going to tell you I knew about those for a while yet," Julie said as she began stroking his arm between the elbow and the ruffles of the puffed sleeves and then added, "Come on and sit and let's talk." Josh was on automatic pilot too scared to say anything while fearing what was already known and that was compounded by what he was wearing. He was dressed as a little girl and his girlfriend knew about the diapers and how in the hell did she know, and if she did know how come was she being so casual about it? And worse, sitting there silent was Helen as well. The whole thing had him terrified and stricken with a painful realization that they might even be connecting this stuff he was wearing to that stuff. But this stuff wasn't his and an accident and that other stuff once a necessity. He wanted to faint. "Tell you what," Helen said as she stood, "why don't I go home for a little bit and give you two a chance to catch up. I'll be back, say, in half an hour or so and give you my side of this, and precious I want you to keep this thought: there is no one, with the exception of Julie and maybe your mother, that adores you even more for what you do. If you don't believe that perhaps, later, I can show you." Josh had no idea what she wanted to show him but her words were soothing as he watched Helen slip past the open sliding glass door and step into the night. He didn't want her to go suddenly, but did fearing now this face to face with Julie and wondering what Helen meant - again. Josh was about as confused as any human being could be at that moment and still waiting for that proverbial shoe to drop. "No reason to be scared and that's the first thing you've got to realize," Julie said patting the back of his hand as she took it to guide him to the table. He sat praying that was true as she added, "you do realize that I like you a lot and just so you know, some of it, now at least, are those diapers I found." "They are," Josh managed to say in surprise. "They are. Although I'll be honest and say that today, with you in these things, has added the one other thing still missing in our relationship." "I don't understand," Josh said. "I know. So let's tackle that first," Julie said and added, "It began at the beginning of Summer this year. I was at your first Summer swim meet when I saw you diving and I fell in lust with right off. It was that cute petite body of yours and then, later, you removed your swimming cap and that long hair fell down your back. There was all of that and the fact that you had no body hair to speak of..." "Almost all of us shave or wax," Josh said in defense of the body hair thing. "Doesn't matter that part. What I'm saying is I like guys like you, and don't go trying to look too deeply into that, because I don't see you as a sissy if that's how it sounds. I see you as a feminine guy and you can leave it at that. My hope, my goal actually, was to one day find a way to do this to you anyway. The thing is, and don't forget this thought, I'd do it in such a way that would allow you to keep letting me do this to you," Julie said smiling. "You like this?" Josh asked. "Hello? Yes! Of course putting you into these things would be for my sake, obviously, but I have every intention of doing it so you wouldn't mind and I'll show you what I mean later," Julie said smiling as she added, "does that make sense so far?" "I think so," Josh said. He'd wondered about their relationship, about how Julie thought of him and why someone so pretty would even be with someone like him, and suddenly he understood that part, but not the part about the diapers. She couldn't know about them in his past so she couldn't have had that part as a context, only it didn't seem to matter, and she was still sitting here as he asked, "But what about those other things? I mean how did you know?" "Accidental discovery," Julie said and added, "I was looking for pajamas. You were in the shower and I was chilly and opened the most logical place to find such things. As you might imagine, I was a little surprised to find diapers but there they were." "And you didn't say anything?" Josh asked. "Nope! And that's what makes me different I suppose. Honey, what makes me different than say most girls is I'm already a dominate. I'm a top if you will, and because of that I already saw you as a submissive and I say that in the nicest sort of way by the way. Diapers, in my mind simply meant even more submissive and the only thing I was waiting for was how to introduce you to me relative to those. Funny thing is it was Helen that suggested it." "Helen? What? How did she know?" Josh asked suddenly confused again. "She can tell you best, but the way I got this was talking about you one day to her. Nice woman and very astute and low and behold it seems, she knows you already," Julie said. "She knows me? What are you saying? How is that possible?" Josh asked. "Might be more accurate to say she knows of you. Did you ever wonder who it was that made your original diapers and plastic pants? It's perfectly understandable by the way and I do know why you might have developed this fetish of yours. I'm guessing it's a fetish simply because I've stayed with you enough nights to know you don't have accidents anymore and those are too thick to wear during the day," Julie said. "I guess it is, a fetish that is, but I'm not sure I'm following you about Helen," Josh said before he realized that mom had commissioned someone to fabricate the diapers and plastic pants he wore. Josh always thought she'd simply gone out to buy them, but obviously not. The fact that Helen might be the one that made them still didn't explain how he came to be living there next door to her. "Thought so, about the fetish thing that is, and that's a good thing, but back to Helen because it was a chicken and egg sort of thing for both her and I. That is to say we were edging towards each other with our own secrets not sure what the other person knew about you. I'd tell her something about you and she'd tell me something about you and suddenly we both apparently knew a lot about you. Turns out that Helen made your diapers and plastic panties because your mom didn't want you in disposables at the time. You'll have to ask you mother why that was," Julie said pausing. "I already know that part. At the time it was more or less my aunt driving mom on that path. She warned my mom that putting me into anything less than the most humiliating of things would end my motivation to quit wetting my bed," Josh said remembering those conversations and that fateful day she introduced him to my new diapers and plastic pants. "That's what Helen said after I sort of hinted that you might still be attracted to diapers. I wouldn't tell her why I thought that, but she had already confessed to knowing your mom and you and obviously your diapers," Julie said. "I'll be damned," Josh said. "Not likely, too nice a guy and even less likely as a little girl. I mean who is going to damn a cute little girl," Julie said pinching his cheek. She brought Josh to a high blush but a new calm he was surprised to find myself in, although it was clear that what he was wearing might not be accidental, and that didn't seem possible. Nor did it seem possible he's living next door to the woman that once made his diapers and plastic pants given it was at least three years ago since she'd made them. Even more confusing till Josh suddenly realized it was mom that had given him Helen's address. She'd played that address as coincidental. She said it was simply her discovering a rental close to the school, and cheap besides. Obviously Josh had been set up and that was a little unnerving. "So you are OK with these things?" Josh asked testing the water as he added, "And those other things?" "Honey, I was going to use those diapers you like wearing to get you into the dresses I wanted you to wear, so yes, I'm definitely OK with these things since I actually commissioned the stuff you are wearing. And yes, those other things as well, but don't be too shocked if your baby panties change a little," Julie said with a mischievous grin on her face. "How's that?" Josh asked with a new blush. "Sweetheart, I've got a thing for ruffles and lace if you haven't guess that already," Julie said fluffing the ruffled lace of my puffed sleeve as she added, "And adding a pair of rhumba panties would add a little more ruffles and lace." "So how would I come to end up in these things if this day hadn't happened?" Josh asked curiously. "There is always a way precious, but today was just one of those really great things that chance seems to garnishee our lives with. The other thing is it was mostly Helen's idea once I told her what I was into. The only thing that I didn't happen to plan was me finding you in Helen's kitchen the way you were dressed. We had planned to have you in the pinafore but still in her kitchen. The other thing was those shoes and you dropping the bowl. She hadn't expected you to drop that bowl so the shoes were more or less icing on the cake," Julie said. "But her shoes fit," Josh said. "That was a nice addition," Julie said. "But why would Helen help you dress me as a girl?" Josh asked with a touch of nervousness swirling around in my head. "She was helping me, so I could help her," Julie said. "Help her with what?" Josh asked. "That's for her to say and since she isn't here yet perhaps we can use this time to remove that last layer of masculinity. What I need most of all is just those layers of sweetness to play with later," Julie said moving her hand to the lap of my dress as she added, "What say we get your boy underpants off so you can truly appreciate those panties." Josh felt giddy getting up and wondering as well how this was going to unfold with Helen. He and Julie were walking towards the room when he heard the sliding glass door opening. It was Julie that yelled back, "We'll be right out. Fix us some tea." Josh lifted the skirt and slips gathering them so they were high enough and then stood helplessly, but happily sensing what Julie was doing as those pantaloons went down. Josh felt his shorts go and then she guided the pantaloons back on and for good measure gave him a hint of things to come and that is, forgive him, truly a play on words. Josh could have easily done just about anything to avoid dropping those slips and dress back down so Julie could keep playing, but Helen was waiting. "Tea is ready," Helen said from the kitchen as if to remind us she was still there and Julie smiled. Julie took my hand, squeezed it and walked me out of the room. Walking in petticoats is a wonderful experience best enjoyed with someone who understands that, because adding those panties into that equation was heart stopping. Josh couldn't take a step without gasping a little and he could have easily walked for miles. Although he was also sure he'd of lost it within a few feet past that kitchen table. The only reason he wasn't thinking about those panties and slips suddenly was because of what he was looking at. "Diapers? Cloth diapers and plastic pants?" Josh said in a mild state of shock. Admitting that he liked such things was still very difficult even though it was clear that they both knew that. And Helen had to know even more than he realized considering those were cloth diapers and plastic pants now sitting on his counter. "Honey, this goes back at least what? Six years or so. Right after you began wetting your bed. Funny thing is I knew your mother, but not you then and that was because I was doing a lot of alterations for her when she started working again. When she told me you had started wetting your bed and she wanted to put you back into diapers I was a little taken back because there were cheaper alternatives. I even remember mentioning, given your waist size, once she gave it to me, that they made pull-ups that would fit you. Some I noted even looked like underwear," Helen said. "It was six years ago and those diapers and plastic pants were my aunt's idea, just for the record," Josh said and added for the sake of some sort of justification, "It was right after dad left us." "I know and I made them, making sure, as requested, that they would feel and look as babyish as I could make them. Funny thing is I never forgot that and a few months ago, when your mother came in to alter a skirt, she mentioned that you might be still wearing diapers and she didn't know what to do about it," Helen said. "What?" Josh said. As far as he knew mom didn't know and he simply assumed she'd tossed those remaining diapers and plastic pants out believing they were just left over as an oversight when she tossed those first ones out. Josh was heartbroken when he found out they were gone and that's when he went to the disposables. "There was that and your mother's keen interest in having someone to keep an eye on you and while that was important I really did need someone to rent this half of my duplex. I would have given the same sort of deal to almost any college student, but you were already favored. I've been wanting to ask you if you ever got past those things, but didn't dare until Julie here hinted at them and then mentioned what she'd found. I felt so sorry for you and believe it or not, I made those diapers and plastic pants not too long after you started renting from me. I just wasn't sure how to tell you. Till now that is," Helen said. "I can't believe this is all happening," Josh said. "Which, the diaper part or little girl part?" Julie asked. "Either, both, I'm not sure," Josh said. "Well, if I'm not mistaken, it's almost bed time and you've been a little girl for a few hours now, so why don't we start with the diapers next, then the little girl stuff again and tomorrow we can discuss it more. How's that sound?" Julie said looking very wicked. "So I'm guessing you're ready for the other things then?" Helen asked. "I think so, yes. Do you mind going out again to get them?" Julie asked smiling. "They are already here. Left them on the patio table. Just take a second and then I'm off to bed," Helen said getting up and moving to the patio door again. She went out and came back in holding a stack of what was clearly stuff for girls that she carefully handed to Julie before adding, "And perhaps we can have coffee together in the morning. I'm dying to hear how these worked out. I mean how they fit." "If this stuff fits as well as his outfit, maybe I'll make him walk over and show you," Julie said. "Don't I have a say in this," Josh said fighting the grin and the terror of wearing anything in that pile or for that matter what he was already wearing. Fortunately the duplex was in a cul-de-sac and old enough to have a lot of mature landscaping with the backyards hidden. Walking out wasn't as scary as it might have been other than he wasn't sure they cared. "No," both women said in unison to his question but both were smiling as Helen moved to him one last time to hug me as she added, "I'm so glad all of this secrecy is over." "We'll see you in the morning," Julie said hugging Helen as well. "And you precious, why don't you take your diapers and plastic panties into your room. I've got to get a few things out of my car. Oh, and get a large bath towel and get one of those diapers ready for me, Julie said as she headed for the front door, adding, "I'll undress you when I get back." "What are you getting?" Josh asked nervously. "Toys if you must know, now go on and do as I say. Oh, and did I tell you I have more than a spark of sadomasochism in me so if you don't do as I say, spanking is still on the table as an option," Julie said as she went through the door. What was he in for he wondered and then that thought passed as he picked up that stack of diapers and plastic panties. Those diapers were thick or at least looked thick and Josh was feeling faint. The plastic panties were very much like the ones he wore back then. White and he hoped as roomy as they had been then. Josh separated the piles on his dresser happily and went for the towel. He felt the pangs of excitement before this, but laying one of those diapers on the towel was twisting him every which way but loose. "All ready," Josh said hearing the door open and close again. "Be right there precious," Julie said. It was very awkward standing there in that little girlish outfit next to his bed with a diaper laying open and then it got kinkier when Julie walked in. She was holding a pacifier on a strap in one hand and a baby's bottle in the other. Those few minutes she'd been in the kitchen, and why, was clear now. Josh asked another really dumb questions. "What are those for?" "Silly! This is a pacifier, although in your case it is most likely going to act as a soother and this baby girl is obviously a baby's bottle. It will give you something to nurse while I'm diapering you," Julie said moving to put the baby bottle down on my night stand before she moved to me to tease the soft rubber tit into my mouth. "If you want to know the truth, I'm more of a DL or diaper lover than an adult baby," Josh said removing the pacifier before saying it. he was hoping that would explain why he didn't have his own baby bottle or pacifier. Josh was a little unnerved to see those items and what they might mean. "You can be all the diaper lover you want to be sweetheart, but when you are with me I'm afraid it's going to have to be a bit more of the baby. OK?" Julie asked. "OK," I mumbled meekly as Julie moved behind me. Josh felt the bow of the pinafore coming lose and then that pinafore went on the far side of the bed. The dress, more a jumper, buttoned at the back as well and came down to gather at his feet as did the blouse petticoat combination. She moved to the front then and snickered. "What?" Josh mumbled past the pacifier. "Nothing precious. I was just admiring your panties. The thing is moppet, I'd most likely add diapers sooner or later anyway, since you're not quite ready to be in panties full time," Julie said as she deftly and daintily tugged at the sodden front. That was a bit humiliating mostly because he couldn't help what had happened and she knew it. She tugged the pantaloons down but did so using the ruffled legs so coming down they slid a little over a very sensitive erection before she eased the elastic waist band out and down. My Mary Jane shoes and knee socks she left on which he thought was odd but the whole scene was odd so he ignored the question he had as she eased me to the bed. Josh realized then that he still had the hair bow clipped at the back as well. Josh would have mentioned that bow were it not for her changing the pacifier for the baby's bottle and it was then that it's pink color registered. Josh was nursing the juice she filled it with, grape he noticed and she was right in an odd sort of way, it at least gave him something to do with his hands while keeping his questions at bay. Besides, there were other things on his mind when she knelt between my outspread legs. Josh went almost immediately back to that first time mom diapered him. he'd come home from school not expecting diapers and plastic pants, but thrilled that dad was now gone and they had already talked about the bed wetting and what to do about it. Josh agreed, albeit reluctantly, to wear something and that something was clearly going to be diapers and plastic panties when he saw the pile on the kitchen table. Josh was twelve and the bed wetting had been placed squarely on dad and his temper so it wasn't truly his fault. He was also hanging between an odd thrill and sense of humiliation that he'd need such things but mom was kind about it. Like now with Julie he laid over one of the diapers as mom sat by his side twisting open the baby powder. There was the notion now coupling with the sensations and senses and when that baby powder smell hit, as the powder did, he almost shivered. Unlike mom, Julie was a bit more intense with her administrations and placed both hands alongside his erection as if to cup it. Julie asked me if he was feeling a bit more babyish then and nursing the bottle could only allow a nod as his yes. Josh was much more hornier than that time with mom thank the stars. With mom it was a deep sense of something toggling between pleasure and humiliation and the pleasure, like now, was winning. Mom didn't rub the baby powder in as exotically as Julie did and if she continued doing that he was going to lose it, but thankfully that was said with a touch of disappointment, because she stopped. Mom too only lingered a little before she grabbed the diaper between his legs and tugged it gently though his thighs till it covered him. Josh remember the instant he felt the diaper slipping between his thighs instinctively spreading those legs further apart and in doing so felt the diaper gently cup him. Diapers are normally thicker, Josh knew that, but the diapers Helen made back then and he suspect now were far thicker than even a normal diaper should be. The one Julie was still teasing him with was similar but he wasn't sure if it was exactly the same. The one mom was gathering to pin him into was also thick and it bubbled softly a little between his legs and again over the front of him. He did remember that and that it actually felt like a diaper which is to say there was no doubt it was a diaper when mom and Julie finally pinned them closed. Same exact feeling with a little more sexual pleasure this time and how wonderful that was as Julie slipped the diaper pin through the layers on either side. That simply act of laying the diaper over him then smoothing the front under the back and finally pinning it closed was magical. Josh felt so babyish when mom did it and now, nursing a baby's bottle even more so. Josh can only imagine what might have happened had mom slipped a baby bottle nipple between his teeth back then because he was regressing easily now. It took hardly no time to diaper him and Julie was every bit as good as mom at fitting it perfectly although, again, slightly more erotic than mom was. Mom went through the necessary motions while Julie found moments in-between to tease a little. Like now as she gently placed her hand over the front of the diaper and cooed, "Does my little baby girl like her diaper?" Her so called baby girl did like her diaper, Josh mused unashamedly. How could he not he wanted to say as Julie slipped her hand a little up, then down and to both sides. Mom on the other hand was gathering the plastic panties in her hands, about now, while Julie still fussed with the notion of him in that diaper. She was pinching the edges but darting a finger under the thick layers he suspected was meant to tease him more, but she only succeeded in driving him to the brink before finally gathering the plastic panties. White soft plastic that crinkled slightly and glistened in the light as if wet. Not fully opaque but enough to only suggest the outline of her fingers under the layer of plastic and how babyish that made them. Mom too put him into them still on my back. Josh had discover later that babying him was also his aunt's suggestion but mom decided simply to dress him on his back and not force him to take a bottle. Once again he voluntarily raised his legs to bring his feet, still clad in those Mary Jane, to the openings and was suddenly flashing between the memories of mom and reality of Julie slipping those panties over his shiny toes and short heels. They were generously cut those panties being far wider between the leg openings which he could only compare to his underwear. Noisier as well both then and now as they came down his legs. Remarkably the diaper eased at the back of his legs but gathered more between them leaving the memory of that sensation as a match to the one he had now as the panties came over his knees. Josh lifted his bottom planting his strapped shoes down flat for Julie as he had for his mother, and how synchronous the steps taken between them had become. Josh remembered mom fussing the elastic over the back of his diaper as Julie echoed those steps and then doing the same with the front except Julie, unlike mom, toyed with him again. Josh developed a fetish for diapers that very night with mom and he was sure of that even before he knew the word which then simply translated to liking them. It was being diapered during puberty that sealed them for him and sex came with mom out of the room, it was also nearing easily with Julie playing the way she did. "Such a cute little baby. Does baby like her soft diaper and pretty plastic panties? She does doesn't she?" Julie said moving her hand just firm enough over the baby pants to move the diaper. Josh was coming to a point that if she didn't take this to the end he would be willing to beg and then, to his utter disappointment she stood and added, "Be right back." Josh spent those few minutes in sexual frustration but took the time to bend his head to linger over the puffy white mound rising just above his waist. That's when he caught the shiny blank Mary Jane resting apart at an angle and that reminded him of the white hair bow he still wore. Josh did take a moment to touch the diapers just as he had that night after mom kissed him goodnight before leaving him under his covers - diapered. Josh didn't rub himself hard at first, that first night in bed after mom left, but he rubbed and it wasn't long before he brought myself to an incredible climax, and fearing he would do that again this night stopped rubbing. Josh did touch the elastic around the legs, the white tipped diaper pins and the waist elastic but didn't dare touch himself and thankfully Julie returned. Baby girl was clearly her intent when she let the top she carried in her hand fall open. Josh wasn't sure it was a nightgown or dress but he was sure that in either case it was babyish. It was a very pale pink and satiny and in two layers. One layer, the top, nylon he suspected, the other satin under it. It had puffy sleeves decorated in the same white soft lace that trimmed the edge of the skirt or dress or whatever it was. And against her when it opened it stopped short of Julie's waist which meant it would be at least that short on me. Josh sat then as she gathered it and as passively as if he'd been doing this forever let the baby bottle go to slip his arms into it. Julie brought it past his head and the large hair bow before fussing with the puffed sleeves before tugging it lightly to the edge of his baby panties. Josh did know, since they were sitting there waiting, that his baby panties would be covered in more girlish layers and that began to happen as soon as Julie took them up. Josh had to lay back and raise his feet again and watched his Mary Jane shoes slip into the shimmering panties. Two layers again with the nylon covered at the back in that same ruffled lace. Had to be Helen's doing and that made him wonder how long she'd had these things waiting. Julie had also picked the baby bottle up again just before the panties and he nursed it quietly as she dressed him. Those ruffled panties were as generous as the baby panties, perhaps more so because they easily covered everything else he wore while fitting perfectly around the waist and legs. Josh didn't see the bonnet till she lifted the panties laying on top of it and that did make him smile without truly knowing why. Josh also don't know why that bonnet caught him so completely other than knowing there would be absolutely no doubt that he was fully dressed as a baby girl. Without that bonnet, and even with the bow still clipped to his hair, he didn't fully hold the notion of a baby girl but it was inescapable now and then the bow came off for the bonnet. Julie fused with his hair using her nails so it was framing his face and then the bonnet went on. There were two long streamers of satin ribbon and those she tied into a bow just under his chin. It was the look on her face when she finished the bow that was the most unsettling. She was off somewhere and he almost asked where when she bent, took the bottle and kissed me. Josh kissed her back as he felt her hand moved again to the front of those panties thinking it odd that over so many layers it was still so electrifying. "Such a pretty baby girl," Julie whispered and that hand began to move. Slowly at first, just a little up and then a little down but it was enough. Josh believed he could count on his two hands the number of times her hand moved before he want off on the most incredible journey that he could remember. There was a sense of that orgasm at first becoming quickly a reality, and while he fought it for as long as he could he was sure it wasn't long at all before his body stiffened. It wasn't simply an orgasm as wonderful as that would have been but the whole scene wrapping itself around it. The clothes, the act of being dressed in them, the day and this night terrorized at first then so relieved not to be and finally Julie's words, "Such a pretty baby girl." There was that glorious few seconds then that explosion. An almost unbelievable, nearly violent, release of energy that had been building for hours suddenly let loose and Josh could only moan his pleasure. Thankfully it didn't end for some very long moments. Even then, when he was well past the wonder of it all, she continued to massage, knead and caress me. When she did stop and there was clearly nothing left he opened his eyes and fell on her smile as she said, "so little one would you have any objections to doing this again?" Josh didn't need to answer her and wasn't sure he could even so he just nodded a yes and took the pacifier she clipped to his dress. Yes, yes, yes, he mused with nothing left to add and closed his eyes. It was the smell of breakfast that woke him and how pleasant that was till the memories flooded back and a startled reminiscing made it clear none of it was a dream. Josh was also slightly shocked that there was no urge to get up and go to the bathroom discovering a second later why. He'd wet and there was no doubt of that as he ran his hand first over his diapered state and then the bed sheet as he so often did at home. That was a bit unnerving to know he'd wet and not remember it but even that didn't diminish the smile that came when he fixed the bonnet that was twisted slightly and then his dress. Josh started to rise and found that his Mary Jane shoes were gone and in their place a pair of booties obviously designed to match everything else and in front of the mirror finally got to see it all. What a spectacle he made and yet even with all the logic trying to force it's way though none of it was powerful enough to squelch the wonderful feelings he had. Nor even enough for the new ones he was making as he twisted right and left far enough to show those ruffles. There was also nothing to change into even if he had the desire to and deciding he didn't walked out of the bedroom towards the source of those smells. "Well good morning sunshine," Julie said sipping coffee and as Josh started to respond he caught sight of Helen at the stove. She was in a robe, long enough to reach the floor but not to cover the nightgown that sat just above her slippers with that same sort of smile that Julie had as Julie added, "No need to ask if you slept like a baby is there?" "Some of my best work," Helen said still holding the spatula as she moved to give him a kiss. Josh smiled with a touch of embarrassment over Helen being there, but it was too late to give that much worry as he said "yes" to sleeping like a baby, and "please" to her offer of coffee. Josh said two eggs to Helen's question and watched in a kind of detached fascination Julie buttering toast and Helen frying those eggs. Julie was in his robe with him the only one outlandishly dressed and outside of every norm he could imagine for a guy. Yet all perfectly normal and natural if you watched the scene without him being part of it. "What now?" Josh asked trying to answer that himself. Josh wasn't so caught up in what he was wearing suddenly. Last night it was different given the heat of all those moments from yesterday. Something unnerving in the light of day and he was still nervously testing the waters which seemed appropriate as breakfast started. "Your bib first," Julie said moving to the counter and picking just that very thing up. Soft pink plastic attached to a terry backing and neatly trimmed in a light pink piping, while putting that in place after removing his bonnet. "Then a bath, fabric store for Helen, a pharmacy for some more panty liners for me and some basics for you." Josh was still wondering over the bib as the words sunk in. "How wet are you?" Julie said shaking salt and pepper over his eggs before she began cutting them. Josh immediately looked at Helen and blushed not so much by the question than the answer he had to give and said, "A little." "What basics?" he added quickly enough he hoped to change the subject. "Well, for one thing it's not good to share makeup so you'll need a few things of your own and unless you're willing to wear diapers full time you'll need panties as well," Julie said as she moved to her own plate to begin to eat just as Helen sat down with hers. "Makeup and panties," Josh whispered almost too afraid to even say the words as he added, "I guess I should ask how far are we taking this?" "How far can I take this," Julie answered and asked, "Listen sweetheart, I'm not going to drag you out if you'll pardon the play on words, but I would like to know that I can reach into your jeans on occasion and get in touch with your feminine side by doing so. I would also like to see how well you can pass, just for the fun of it, so we need to play some with makeup and I do want to play some. A lot actually." "Oh," Josh said deciding to drop the question and any further answers. Although it suddenly struck him that she wanted him wearing panties. While the thought triggered a pleasant enough response he wasn't sure when or where she might want to reach inside of those jeans as he added, "Didn't know I had a feminine side." "Hello? Did I miss something and do you need a mirror perhaps?" Julie said patting the back of his hand. "Which reminds me, did those diapers work OK for you last night?" Helen asked taking small bites from a perfectly cooked strip of bacon. "They did," Josh answered with a blush and not sure what meaning came with the question. They had worked wonderfully with Julie playing mommy, and seemed to work just fine for a bed wetter since the bed was dry and that realization hit him again. "They are pretty much the same style I made for you when your mother was putting you into them," Helen said and added, "I might go ahead and start making those for Ebay." "You sell diapers on Ebay?" Josh asked. "I didn't. Not until Julie pointed out that I could and maybe even make a few more outfits like the one I made for you. It really is adorable and not all that difficult and who knew until Julie told me about the market for such things. Yes, I think I might start selling things on Ebay," Helen said before adding, "And I could use a model. We could work out something I'm sure." "I'm thinking about going back to bed," Josh said lost again in this disturbance between two women hell bent on bending him well past the breaking point. "Well, if that's the case, finish your breakfast and I'll change you," Julie said smiling. "Thanks, I was just kidding," Josh said. "I wasn't. But then again, you still need a bath precious," Julie noted as she worked her way through breakfast. "Why don't you go give him his bath and I'll clean up then go change," Helen said getting up from the table after gathering a few of the plates and silverware. "Good idea and thank you," Julie said as she rose. Julie slipped behind me to remove the bib and how funny that was because he'd forgotten he was wearing it and blushed when it passed to the counter where Helen took a wash cloth to it. "Seriously Julie," Josh said pausing as she tugged the ruffled panties down to his feet, "how far do we have to take this?" "Honey, and I'm being serious here, we don't have to take this any further at all. I'm very happy to spend a lot of my nights putting you into diapers and pretty little outfits, but I'd be happier if you'd let me push you a little bit further. The thing is no one outside of Helen and I will ever know your feminine side. The other thing is there are lots of ways to play and some of them I know you'd love if you give me the chance. Tell you what, why don't we play it by ear. If there is something you are truly uncomfortable with, just say no and that's that. OK?" Julie said as she unpinned one side of the diaper before easing it down to the booties along with the baby pants. "Fair enough," Josh managed to get out just before Julie drew a gentle circle around a very prominent erection before adding, "You might want to warn me that you are going to do that?" "And where is the fun in that. Come on and I'll soap that back to normal," Julie said standing to tug the dress over my head. Julie stripped off his robe and as naked as he was stepped into the steaming water with a fresh bar of soap in her hand. She sat that one in the soap dish taking hold of the softened chip already there. "Now what were you saying about not wanting to take this too far?" Julie whispered as warm water cascaded down his back. It wasn't the water he was thinking about as she drew that softened soap chip up and then down again. Dove soap with fifty percent moisturizers had a whole new meaning as she added, "Brings a whole new definition to lathering up doesn't it?"