My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 01
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Away For The Summer, Part X free porn video
Away for the Summer, Part X
by Forsythe
This is a continuation of an ongoing story. Please read Parts I through IX
before continuing.
Further edited versions to the segments of this tale may be found on my
Deviant Art account: http://stipanow.deviantart.com/
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After another hour of slowly sipping their wine, Sally finished preparing
the pasta primavera with a garlic pork roast side and playfully ducked out
of Thomas's embrace to go wake Joe up from his nap. She found him snuggled
up with his doll as usual, and it only required a light pressure on his
shoulder before his eyes slowly began to flicker and she knew it would be
okay to start lowering the safety bars to lift him out. Joe let himself be
picked up out of his makeshift crib while snuggling into the crook of his
Aunt's arm so he could take his time waking up from his nap, but that
changed as he was carried into dining area and he saw that the tall doctor
would be joining them again. Joe found himself straightening up more in
his Aunt's embrace without really being sure why. Part of him admired the
man who seemed to be making more regular visits into his life, but he also
couldn't ignore the strange twinge from his nether regions as he
remembered the odd feelings he had had when being examined by him. So he
just found himself absently starring at the man as Sally finished carrying
him over to his high chair at the table and bolted him in. He did feel his
cheeks momentarily blush though as Thomas moved to a seat next to him and
began to speak as his Aunt walked off to the refrigerator to retrieve more
jars of the new baby food. "Your Aunt has been telling me what a good girl
you were today during your trip to the dentist, and how much you seemed to
enjoy playing your new game with your dolly," Thomas said, while leaning
in close enough that Joe could smell the musk of his manly aftershave.
"She and I have also been talking about your recent preferences for acting
young and feminine, and she asked me what I might be able to do to help
with that."
Joe felt his heart pound in his chest as Thomas said that to him, as while
he knew he should be upset at being referred to as a good girl he couldn't
help but focus on his doctor's visit and the last time he had actually
been able to receive some kind of sexual pleasure. So he just nodded
absentmindedly as his rapt attention turned quickly to confusion as Thomas
turned around and retrieved a small box that looked like it might contain
a necklace, but then opened up to reveal a realistic vagina mold. Seeing
Joe's confused look, Thomas continued as Sally walked back over to join
them, "It seems clear you haven't been happy lately with anything that
reminds you of your former life, and we need to be honest about the
effects your recent illness has had on your privates. With reduction of
your musculature across the rest of your body, it seems clear that it is
unlikely your penis will ever react in a sexual way even if your body does
manage to trigger puberty. Even if it somehow did, I have to wonder if
that is what you really want at this point? Because of all that, Sally
asked me to make this for you. It's a realistic vaginal prosthetic that we
can easily attach to you without causing any harm to your existing organs.
This way you can see what having girl parts would be like in case you want
to go down that road in the future, and your Aunt won't have to worry
about any roving looks as she changes your diapers in town. If you're okay
with it, I can attach these to you now with some medical solvent, and you
can see how they feel."
As Sally walked back from the kitchen carrying the three jars of baby food
in one hand, she used her spare fingers to trigger medium pulses from the
tonal generator in her nephew's doll. She had planned to bring up the idea
of the prosthetic slowly over dinner, with more gentle massages from the
doll's tones, but Thomas's over eagerness to reveal his gift had killed
that idea. Sally had no choice but to hope Joe made the right decision on
his own, so all she could do was place the jars in front of him and then
grip his shoulder comfortingly as she waited for his scrunched up brow to
relax and hear him finally respond. Both she and Thomas held their breath
for what seemed like minutes, and Sally was nervously considering upping
the tone generator's amperage before Joe finally gave the briefest of
nods. At that conciliation, Sally couldn't hold back her own wide grin
and she hugged her new niece in a big bear hug before going to set up the
changing mat on the living room floor to serve as a temporary examination
table for Thomas to do his work. All the while Joe remained frozen,
starring ahead, and wondering what he had gotten himself into this time.
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To say the prosthetic had caught Joe off guard would be an understatement.
As he found himself being lifted up and gently laid down on his changing
mat, he could only think that he supposed he should have seen something
like this coming after all the other changes, but as the doctor walked
toward him while applying plastic gloves, all he could do was try to stare
at the ceiling and not think about it. As Joe felt cold air on his skin as
his ruffled plastic teddy bear rumba panties and princess pull-ups were
removed to reveal his original shriveled member beneath, he shivered
slightly as cold solvent was slowly applied across the top of his crotch
and down the top of each leg. Shortly after that Joe felt two finger's
begin to push his shriveled member up inside of him, and his slight gasp
of shock came just as much from how little pain it caused from being so
small as from the act itself. The inhalation didn't seem to deter Thomas
at all though, and Joe soon felt the V shaped mound of realistic flesh
being pushed up into place. Just enough of his penis pressed up against
the realistic vagina that he felt a brief tinge of pleasure as Thomas used
a wet wipe to clean the new opening. While Joe was left intrigued that the
sexual twinge didn't seem to be causing any annoying feedback in his head,
he was unaware that his Aunt had deactivated the feedback program to avoid
negative connotations to Thomas applying the false vagina then and in the
future. So Joe was simply left basking in the momentary happiness of
temporary stimulation as he was lifted back up and shown his new privates
in the hall mirror.
Once again, Joe could only be momentarily dumbfounded as he looked at his
reflection. His new privates had clearly been crafted after a toddler
girl, and so were drastically more underdeveloped than the few vagina's he
had seen from the adult magazines he and his friends had managed to sneak
over the years. Paired with his pacifier, pigtails, and loss of muscles
leading to a light overall covering of baby fat, Joe could see his
transformation into a real female toddler seemed totally complete. He was
only given a moment though to take it all in though before Sally whisked
him back to the changing mat to bundle him back up in his pull-ups and
plastic pants, "less he make an unexpected mess" as she said before
finally taking him back to his high chair for dinner.
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Even though his penis had been greatly reduced in size, the now vacant gap
between his legs was still very distracting to Joe as he rubbed his legs
together while feeding his doll, and himself, dinner. As a result, he
didn't pay much attention to his Aunt and the doctor until towards the end
of the meal when his Aunt used his bib to wipe the flecks of baby food and
drool from his face. She then pulled something new out of his diaper bag,
which turned out to be a small jar of jelly like liquid she had been given
at the dentist's office. Applying a small latex covering to her finger,
Sally dipped the covered finger into the gel before sticking it into Joe's
mouth and rubbing it onto his sore teeth. Joe was surprised by how quickly
the post surgery pain went away in his mouth, but was dismayed when he
discovered it also made his whole mouth and tongue numb too. Joe attempted
to express his dismay to his Aunt, but between his swollen gums and the
new anesthesiac gel the only noises he could make were incoherent like a
fussy baby.
Sally smiled down at her new niece, and was delighted at what an effect
the medication had on his ability to speak. She'd have to remember to
order some additional jars of the extra strength gel from her lab the next
time she remote connected in to do work. In the meantime though she
finished cleaning up Joe from the meal and then left him with another
perplexed look on his face as Sally swapped his pink plastic dinner bib
for another pink frilled bib made from cotton. She explained its purpose
while straightening it out, "That medication will keep your mouth numbed
up as it heals so you don't do your gums any additional damage from the
pain. However, you may have noticed that the numbing agent is strong
enough that it doesn't leave you much control over your facial muscles.
You already were prone to drooling a little bit just from your loss of
muscles from before, but so long as the gel is needed you'll be dribbling
out of your mouth pretty much constantly. This bib should catch the worst
of it so that it doesn't get on your pretty dresses, and I can use it to
wipe you off too whenever it gets too bad."
With that, Sally did use the bib to quickly wipe off Joe's mouth, and
seeing the perturbed look on his face she laughed and reached back into
the diaper bag for a matching bib for his doll. This time Sally didn't
even need to explain the item's use, as Joe hungrily took the offered item
and attached it to the doll as fast as he could with his recalcitrant
fingers. After a minute or two of struggling though he did manage to affix
the new bib in place, and expressed his first real look of contentment all
night as he finally was able to pull the bib up and dab it at the doll's
face, causing the now expected pleasant tingle in the back of his own
head. Sally was also pleased to see that any obstinate reactions from Joe
regarding his now permanent bibbed status appeared to have been waylaid by
his new toy. Sally then checked his diaper to make sure it wasn't too wet
before picking him up and taking him back to the nursery for some
additional time with his game console, which thankfully would react just
as easily to his doll talking as him, and the doll's reward system for the
game would continue so long as Joe made any kind of noise at the
appropriate times. Sally then steeled herself for ushering Thomas off for
the night, but not before she gave him a piece of her mind about his over-
eagerness with giving Joe his gift earlier.
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Thomas had definitely picked up on the suddenly chilled air between him
and Sally during their meal, and he realized he must have done something
wrong to cause such a sudden change in affection from her. As much as he
loved Sally, it did drive him a little crazy with how quickly she could go
from hot to cold for seemingly no reason. Once again he resolved himself
to do whatever needed to be done to make Sally completely his, and that
meant making another video call that night. If he was right, it shouldn't
take too many more before the intended effect was reached and he could
move on to the next stage of his plan.
Sally broke Thomas from his revelry at that moment however as she emerged
from the nursery and made indications that he should follow her outside.
While he was expecting some kind of backlash upon arriving outside by his
car, the reason for it did perplex him. After Sally unleashed her initial
frustrations regarding Thomas's handling of the prosthetic, he
uncharacteristically cut her off and replied, "You're angry about that?
Why? It worked, didn't it? Besides, what other choice did Joe have at this
point, really? He's so thoroughly invested in his new life and doll from
your mental massages at this point that I think he'd end up punishing
himself if he tried to fight back." Thomas paused for a moment, and seeing
that his initial salvo seemed to have given Sally at least a temporary
halt he decided to tone down his next words. "Look, I know you've been on
pins and needles since this started, but remember back to the clinical
trials. Any kind of reversion among the subjects happened in 95% of cases
in the first two weeks, and the majority happened in three. Any failures
after that only happened from a mixture of prolonged absence of the tonal
frequencies due to equipment failure and several subjects working
together to overcome their conditioning. Face it, with over a month of
intense one on one conditioning you could probably convince Joe that her
new name was Daisy Duck and you'd only get a brief moment of resistance.
You've gotten the niece you always wanted, so enjoy it and stop panicking
over each new development."
With that, Thomas turned and got into his car and drove away before Sally
could recover and possibly continue her initial argument. While she was
still angry, enough of Thomas's words had gotten through that she had to
wonder how many of her fears had been just figments in her own head as he
had implied. Was she really treating Joe's mental state as more transitory
then it really was, and if so, why? Making her way back into the cabin to
begin cleaning up after dinner, her eyes fell on her powered down laptop
in the kitchen and she remembered that she really needed to try, once
again, to reach her sister. It had now been several days since they had
talked, and Sally began to wonder if that might actually be where her
fears were coming from. If Joe really was as ready as he would ever be to
accept his new toddler status permanently, that meant forcing a
confrontation with her sister about taking him back and what long term
care would mean. It would also mean giving up the nice little fantasy
world of motherhood she had put together here and going back to work
alone. She shook her head at that, reminding herself that there were still
a few more steps to go before she could be assured that Joe was fully
ingrained in "her" new life, and there was still a month of Summer left to
go before his return would be necessary. With that thought in mind, Sally
finished cleaning up the dining room and kitchen and then went to change
Joe into a nighttime diaper and Disney princess pajamas before putting him
and herself to bed early. Another attempt to reach her sister would just
have to wait for the next day.
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The next morning, Joe was awoken to the soft noises of his Aunt slowly
working her way around his room. Joe was still feeling exhausted from the
night before, as even though Sally had put him to bed even earlier than
usual, he had taken some time to explore his new prosthetic. While he was
dismayed to find that he couldn't get himself off, or even very turned on,
from rubbing it himself, he was pleased to discover that some small
pleasure could be gained from the activity without triggering the bad
feelings in his head. With a few hours of trial and error, he was able to
find that the most intense feelings he could stimulate came from rubbing
himself through his diaper just after it had been wet. While Joe had
already lost most of his control over his bladder by this point anyway,
this discovery would quickly lead to a loss of what little control he had
left as each involuntary urination thereafter would be rewarded by
whatever short rubs he could make to his crotch when no one was looking.
That morning though, Joe worked to prop himself up on his side with his
doll underneath him for support, so he could see Sally taking more than
her usual care to pick out his outfit for the day. Confused, he tried to
ask what her interest was, but with the numbing gel having worn off from
the night before he found his jaw to be far too sore to move properly. The
few noises he did make got her attention though, and he soon found himself
scooped up and changed into clean pullups before being set into his
highchair for his morning jars of baby food, which were thankfully
preceded by more of the pain relieving gel. Once breakfast was complete,
he found himself first being put into some delicate lavender rumba plastic
pants with a small satin bow at the top of the front hemline, before
having a matching satin dress placed over him along with a purple bib with
"Pretty Princess!" embroidered on it to catch his already returning drool.
This was followed by one of his first experiences with white tights, which
also had a small amount of lace around the heels to give the appearance of
socks when his Mary Jane shoes were applied a few moments later. Finally
Sally spent several minutes brushing out his hair before applying two
large and ornate purple ribbons to each of his ponytails. He enjoyed
whipping them back and forth for a moment before Sally held his head still
so she could apply a light foundation of makeup, lavender nail polish, and
just a hint of perfume. When she finally let Joe look at himself in the
mirror, he was momentarily worried that Sally was about to enter him into
a pageant, as he seemed to appear quite like one of the girls in the
Toddler's and Tiaras TV show, but with less ostentatious makeup.
Thankfully Sally just told him outright that they were going into town, as
his lack of ability for verbal communication at the moment made it
unlikely that he would have been able to get the question across. He was
also concerned to see though that the dress appeared to be several inches
shorter than the ones he had worn previously, which left his now
completely flattened crotch and diapered rear on full display no matter
how he tried to twist and turn in Sally's arms. Sally just laughed at that
for "her being such a fussy baby this morning," before setting Joe down on
his toilet for one last morning relief before they went into town.
At this point Joe was already aware enough of what small pleasure could be
gained from urinating into his diapers that he was a bit disappointed to
feel some urine coming out into his morning potty as well, but he was
pleased to find later on that his Aunt had provided his usual ballerina
themed pink sippy cup with juice in his car seat as she loaded him and his
diaper bag into the backseat, so he resolved himself to drink what he
could on the way into town. This was just as well, as Joe's usual lack of
view didn't leave him much else to do on the drive in, other than listen
to his Aunt talk to someone named Clare over her cell phone to see about
meeting up at the Grayson's. That had Joe concerned, as it would explain
why she had dolled him up a bit more if she was planning to have a meetup
with other moms in the area. Considering the rough greeting he had
received from the people in town on their previous visit, he really hoped
he was wrong about what he thought he had heard. Of course, once they
arrived at their destination Joe was quick to realize what "Lesser of two
evils" really meant.
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Joe probably should have realized his day would not be going well when his
bladder decided to let loose just as they were parking, and his Dora the
Explorer car seat happily exclaimed in loud tones that he was wet before
he could even begin to try and reach down to touch himself. Sally was
equally upset at the car seat's warning, as she had hoped Joe would have
had better control after having just used his potty a half hour before.
Fearing he might soil his nice clothes, Joe was mortified to see Sally
pull out one of his dreaded night time diapers instead of another pull up
from his diaper bag as she began to change him on the backseat of the car.
Joe even tried to throw a short tantrum, but one threat from Sally about
leaving his doll behind in the car quickly shut him up, though with a
scowl on his face.
Once changed, Joe was lifted into Sally's arms and he finally got a look
at their destination. It appeared to be an old style Victorian house that
had several rocking chairs on the porch with a few women in them, and
several toddlers playing with toys in front of them. Looking up he saw a
sign, but reading it took far longer than it should have as every time
Joe's eye's passed over a letter he could hear his doll shout out his
expected response in his head. Reading them correctly gave him a mild
headache and a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach like he had done
something wrong. He unconsciously gripped his doll tighter, as if by way
of apology, as he finished reading the top two words of the wooden sign:
Grayson Daycare. That opened up a whole new slew of worries in Joe's head
and churns in his stomach, but his thoughts were interrupted as his Aunt
turned with him to greet a woman pulling up in an old station wagon.
"Clare! So glad I could coordinate meeting with you and your daughter
here! I'm sure our girls will become fast friends while we have some quiet
time in town."
Joe's ears pricked up again at that, as he definitely did not want to be
left alone in a strange place, especially amongst other children, but his
pleading looks were lost on his Aunt who had continued talking with her
friend as they walked up into the daycare and she was introduced to the
manager, June Grayson. June ushered them into her office and began asking
questions about Sally's niece.
"What's her name and age?" -- "Joe Burkwood, age three."
"Oh, Jo like in Little Women? It's nice to see the old literary names
popping up again. I swear if I see one more Hermione in our classes I'll
have to shake some sense into the folks in the new parenting classes.
We're running out of nicknames to tell them apart. Is she toilet trained?"
-- "Partly, she can use her potty for number twos but still has trouble
with her number ones. She can make do with pull-ups but I put her in
regular diapers for today to be safe."
"Good thinking, and it's actually our policy to avoid pull-ups if there is
any chance of regular accidents. They're too prone to leaking if they
aren't caught immediately. Is she talking?" -- "Yes, but she just had to
have some rather extensive dental surgery so talking is a little difficult
at the moment. I was told the swelling should ease up in another week and
she should be speaking clearly again then."
"Is she walking on her own?" -- "For short distances. She has a muscular
condition that leaves her a bit weak for her age. Any assistance you can
offer with helping her practice would be appreciated."
"Are you looking for parent-child classes together for the both of you or
do you want to enroll Jo in one of the toddler classes?" -- "Clare was
telling me about the baby sign language class she and Emily have together
on Saturdays that I'd like to enroll us in too, but beyond that I'd like
to have Jo join the same afternoon classes on Monday, Wednesday, and
Friday as Emily so Clare and I can either meet in town or help drop our
kids off during emergencies."
"Well, Emily is two so normally she'd be in a different class than Jo, but
as Jo seems a little behind developmentally it should work out fine to
enroll them together. I hope Jo doesn't mind baby food though, as that is
all that is available at meals for that particular class." -- "That's
actually preferred at the moment, as her dentist requested no solid foods
as her jaw heals. Long term it should be fine, as it just gives her one
more thing to do with her doll. They're inseparable," Sally said while
looking down at her niece in her arms and playfully motioning as if she
were about to tickle Joe's stomach.
"Okay, it seems like everything is in order. Sign here and drop a check
off at the front desk as you leave, and we'll go ahead and get Jo and
Emily situated in their class. You can pick them up at four." -- "Thank
you!" Sally replied as she handed Joe and his diaper bag off to an
attendant.
Joe's head was spinning even worse now. He had been enrolled in a daycare,
and specifically in a class for two year olds? How had he devolved to this
point in so short a period of time? Just under a month and a half ago he
had been a strapping teenage boy looking forward to his Sophomore year
after a Summer of causing Hell, and now here he was inadvertently wetting
himself in a strange woman's arms as she patted the back of his lavender
dress and expected him to go make friends with the other babies. With that
thought Joe started to cry and the woman just kept making soothing noises
to him as she patted his back and slowly walked him down the hall to join
his new class for rest of the Summer.
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