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Babified By Cheryl Lynn Edward was a grown man but at twenty-one years stood only five foot five and weighed one hundred sixteen pounds. Due to his small size, thin frame and shyness, seldom had a date or much social life while attending high school. It was bad enough that he was small but he had inherited a lot of his mother's genetics. She was from Thailand and met his father when he was in the Air Force. He had her dark eyes, raven black hair, oval face and lack of body hair. He had good grades but after graduating the best job he could find was in the local library. He was too weak to work construction or perform heavy labor. His petite frame and boyish looks made working at most retail outlets or fast food places questionable. Besides, he hated sales and couldn't stand greasy smells. Another major problem he had was getting into bars or buying hard liquor. Those outlets believed his ID was a fake and often refused to serve him. Going to college was also out of the question as he didn't have the money. His father had run off with another woman when he was ten. His mother passed in his senior year from cancer. Her illness had cost all the savings and a month ago, the house was taken by the bank. Edward couldn't afford the mortgage and moved into a small efficiency apartment. He sold off most of the furnishings. He gave a lot to Goodwill, sold the car but kept the big screen HDTV and his PlayStation. Edward's job paid a little above minimum wage and if he was careful, made do. To save money he rarely got a haircut and never shopped without using coupons. When he wasn't working, spent most of his time watching TV or playing video games. Moving from his old neighborhood and selling the car left behind the few friends he did have. Being the newest employee at the Library, Edward got all the jobs no one else wanted to do. He was responsible for keeping the employee lounge clean and the coffee service ready. When there were meetings held in the Conference Rooms, he set them up and cleaned afterwards. The majority of the time he was the one putting the books back in their proper place on the shelves. Before the library closed it was his responsibility to clean and put up the toys used in the Children's Nook. It was the area mommies dropped off their toddlers while they looked around. Miss. Bea took the responsibility of caring for them even changing diapers. What he disliked about this duty was dumping the diaper bin as it smelled really bad. Every time he did, Edward had to swallow the bile that rushed up his throat and hold his breath. His normal work hours were from nine to five weekdays, nine to seven every other Saturday and Sunday. There were two other employees on his shift. Miss. Mary Bea, Head Librarian, and Miss. June Ogden. Miss. Bea was a big boned, tall woman of early middle age. She kept her red hair in a tight bun at the back of her head, was always neatly dressed, usually in a frilly translucent blouse and straight knee length skirt. Her makeup was done a bit more than daytime but not quite nighttime heavy. She has a friendly and outgoing personality. Miss. Ogden was the total opposite. She was as skinny as a rail, always wore pants suits with men's styled dress shirts. Her hair was in a short pixie cut and seldom wore any makeup. Her demeanor was strict and commanding. Edward was afraid of Miss. Ogden but liked Miss. Bea. Every morning when he arrived at work, Miss. Bea would give him a big hug and tell him how cute or precious he looked. Miss. Ogden would give him a glare and turn up her nose at such greetings. She was also the one who would scrutinize everything he did and frequently criticize his efforts. While Miss. Bea would give him a hug and encourage him. The only thing he didn't like about Miss. Bea was her calling him Eddie (pronouncing it E-dee) instead of his proper name. "Eddie is just a sweet nickname baby. You're such a darling I just can't help myself. You don't really mind me calling you that, do you baby," she said giving him a hug when he complained. Edward didn't like being called "Eddie" or being referred to as "baby" but Miss. Bea's hugs were very comforting. Up until he started working at the library, only his mother had hugged him. Miss. Bea's embrace was different too. She had a large bosom and being taller Edward's face was caressed by them. The smell of her perfume combined with those soft pillows always left him with an erection. ## After a while responding to being called Eddie or baby seemed natural. Even Miss. Ogden began calling him "Eddie" but her tone was more contemptuous. She had his name tag changed too, from Edward to Eddie. "Since you keep responding to that name, it's appropriate for everyone to call you Eddie," she told him with a sneer. His first time working weekends, Miss. Ogden and Mrs. Grundy, a grandmotherly older volunteer who watched over the toddlers was there. Edward was kept very busy Saturday as there had been several group meetings scheduled. When he wasn't putting out coffee and bottled water, he was cleaning up afterwards. By the time it came to closing, he was exhausted and more than ready to go home. Miss. Ogden had been sitting behind the desk the whole time, never getting up to help him. Emptying the diaper pail this time did make him barf. Mrs. Grundy had a bunch of babies today. Instead of going home, Miss. Ogden told him he had to put up the large pile of returned books before he could leave. "You've been slack in your duties today Eddie. Before you leave, put up all those returns. Here are the keys, make sure you lock everything up and set the alarm. I'll expect you here no later than seven thirty to open. I'll see you then," she stated. Sunday morning, he just made it in time to open the Library. Miss. Ogden was waiting tapping her foot in impatience's. "About time Eddie," was all she said in greeting. Following behind as they entered, Miss. Ogden stopped and turned giving him a good long look. "When was the last time you washed that greasy mop of hair?" she asked scowling. "Errr I...I don't remember Miss. Ogden, why?" he answered confused. "Because it is a disgrace Eddie. Come along into the restroom. We need to get it properly washed and combed before customers come in," she commanded. Edward halted as she went into the lady's restroom. "I...I can't go in there. It's the lady's," he said. "Posh, no one else is here. Besides the counter top is bigger and it has a blow drier. Come along we don't have all day," she snapped. Once inside she removed shampoo, conditioner, scissors and brush from her purse. Removing the rubber band he used to hold his hair into a low pony tail, she pushed his head down into the sink. Unlike the men's room the faucets here were raised up. Miss. Ogden washed his hair three times before adding conditioner. When she finished his hair had a distinct strawberry smell. She trimmed the split ends, evening up the back before parting it across his forehead. Before he could object, Miss. Ogden trimmed the front giving him bangs. Then using the hair dryer attached to the side wall and round bristle brush, styled his hair into a tucked under page boy. The hair cut was bad enough but now it puffed out from the way she brushed it. Then Miss. Ogden made everything worse by taking a can of hairspray from her purse, lacquered it in place. "Much neater and professional Eddie. I'm going to give you these supplies and expect to see your hair just like it is from now on. It's either my way or I'll see that you get a buzz cut. I'll not tolerate greasy unkempt hair, understand?" she said. "Bu...but this is a...a girl's style," he stuttered. "If I wanted to give you a girl's style, I would have put it in curls. Lots of rock stars have this look. You don't like it, then get that buzz cut. Since you don't like keeping your hair clean, then a buzz cut is the only acceptable style if you want to keep your job. If you keep it this way, I demand you brush it every night before you go to bed at least one hundred times and wash it every three days. I'll know if you don't," she snapped. He didn't like what she did but his long hair was the only thing about himself he liked. Having long hair in a low pony tail was the coolest thing about him. Letting out a long sigh, he gathered up the shampoo, conditioner, hairspray and hairbrush. Before leaving the restroom, Edward gave his reflection a last look, "I don't care what she says but I look like a girl with my hair cut this way. Oh well, I can always put it back into my pony tail when I'm not at work," he thought. His life soon settled into a boring routine. He got up, dressed for work, took the bus, settled into his job then went home. At home he fixed supper, watched TV or played video games then to bed. At first he would put his hair back into a pony tail but soon decided it was a waste of time. He did brush it every night but not the full one hundred times. He also went a week or so without shampooing and conditioning. When it was his turn to work the weekend with Miss. Ogden again, she bent him over the desk and spanked him with a thick wooden ruler until he was crying like a baby. "I told you there would be consequences if you didn't properly take care of your hair Eddie. I expect you to find a barber shop on your lunch break and get that buzz cut. Either that or take care of your hair like I said. Now stop that sniffling and get to work," she stated. "I...I don't want a hair....haircut Miss. Ogden. I'll do what you say, I promise," he replied trying to stop crying. "Okay, you keep it long but take care of it. Also buy a hair drier and back brush your hair when you dry it. That will give your hair volume," she insisted. "Oh gawd! What a sissy cry baby. Never cared much about him but he has made work a little less boring. Mary seems attached to him though. She's always been motherly and wants a baby of her own. Too bad this State won't allow lesbian couples to adopt. Life would be so much easier," she thought leaving the restroom. ## One morning Miss. Bea called Edward into the Children's Nook. "Eddie, I need to do some things this morning. I want you to sit here with Jacqueline and play with her until I get back. She's five and a big girl, aren't you sweetie. So all you have to do is play dollies with her. You will happily do that, now won't you baby? Good," she said. "I've got work to do and she wants me to play dollies. What do I know about playing dollies?" he thought sitting down on the pink vinyl mat. "Hi, my name is Jackie what's yours?" the cute brown haired little girl asked. "Hi Jackie, errr my name is Eddie. You're playing dollies but I'm afraid I don't know how to play that game. Why don't I read you a story instead?" he replied. He wanted to say his name was Edward but considering the circumstances decided it was better to use his nickname. "No!" Jackie said in a tone and volume stubborn little girls use to get their way. "Here you take the baby dolly and I'll be the mommy dolly." For the next hour and half Edward played dollies. He was constantly being corrected by Jackie when he didn't play right. When Miss. Bea came back he was the bride doll and Jackie the boy doll. "Oh how precious. Eddie looks just like another little girl playing dollies. I could just hug him to death," she thought. As he was playing dollies, Miss. Ogden noticed. "I've got a ton of books to put back on the shelves and there he is playing dollies. If he had on a cute jumper or gingham dress like that little girl....I swear he would fit right in. Now that gives me an idea," she thought. Later that night over supper, June said, "Mary I have an idea. You know that you're spending too much time in the Children's Nook. Mr. Hayes commented about it on your last proficiency report. You are the Head Librarian after all. Seeing how well Eddie played with that little girl today, I think you should let him do more of that. So what do you think?" "You know how much I love spending time with the little ones June. You also know how hard it is to get volunteers. But you're right. Thanks to Mr. Hayes' review all I got was a cost of living increase this year. Eddie did look so cute playing with his dollies today. I just wanted to give him a great big hug and smother him in kisses. But...but I don't think I could trust him to handle the babies and what would the mothers think, seeing a grown man doing that?" she replied. "No, of course not. Not with the babies but the toddlers would be just fine. I'm pretty sure he would make them a nice playmate. Besides he's not that much bigger than some of them. You're right about the mothers though. You know when I saw him today, I thought if he were wearing a cute jumper or pretty dress he'd fit right in. If we bought him the right clothing so he would blend in better, I'm sure the mothers won't complain," June answered. "What a delightful thought but I'm sure he wouldn't go along with it," Mary argued. "Who cares what he thinks! I've told you before that you are too easy on him. You're the Head Librarian you can hire and fire. If we stand firm and tell him to do it or face dismissal, I think it can be done. Come on, the thrift store is still open. Let's go see what we can find," June said getting up from the table. The next morning when Edward showed up for work, he was immediately suspicious. Both his bosses had wide smiles on their faces and a stern look in their eyes. "What have I done wrong now?" he thought. "Eddie we have made a decision. I'm spending too much time in the Children's Nook. So we have decided that you will be helping me out from now on. I'll take care of the babies but you will entertain the younger ones," Miss. Bea stated. "Huh? You want me to work in the Children's Nook? What about all my other duties? I don't want to do that. I don't know anything about taking care of kids," he said shocked. "Miss. Ogden and I will take care of your duties while there are children about. We think it best for you to play with the children like you did with little June yesterday. However it wouldn't look right doing that looking as you do now. I'm sure you felt uncomfortable being a grown man playing dollies just as I'm sure the mommies were seeing you. So Miss. Ogden and I came up with a logical solution. Last night we purchased some clothing for you. This way you won't upset the children's mommies and will fit in with the others. Consider it a mandatory uniform if you will. Now go put these on," she said handing him a shopping bag. Edward opened the bag and let it fall from his fingers. "What? No way I'm wearing that," he gasped. "Eddie, you have a choice," Miss. Ogden said. "You either do as we say or you can go home. I'll see that your last check is sent to you there." "You can't be serious. I need this job! I'll play with the kids' bu...but I can't wear that," he replied pointing to the bag. "Like we said Eddie, you do it our way or take the highway," Miss. Ogden snapped. "Alright, I...I'll do it bu...but I won't like it. Everyone is going to laugh and make fun of me," he said on the brink of tears. "No they won't baby. You put on everything in the bag and we'll make sure no one makes fun of you," Miss. Bea said giving him a shove towards the bathroom. "Make sure you put on everything in the bag," he heard as he entered the bathroom. Edward was getting sicker and sicker as he took each item out of the bag. The first was a pink cap sleeved round necked tee. The next was a pale blue acid washed denim bib overall with buckled straps and short frayed legs. A pair of bright pink bow fronted jelly flip flops, made him blush but the final item turned his face red. The last item was a pair of big girl training panties with Winnie the Pooh decoration. "They can't be serious. These are girls an...and training pants? No, I can't do this but if I don't I'll be fired," he thought. "I don't have anything in my savings and the rent is due. I'll leave my boxers on. They won't know anyway." He was blushing a bright pink as he walked over to the two women. "Oh how cute Eddie. Come here and give me a hug," Miss. Bea exclaimed as she practically smothered him, patting his bottom. "Eddie you're not wearing your pull-ups. Get back in there and put them on!" she scolded. "Why....why can't I wear my boxers? No one will know," he said almost in tears. He was so upset about having to wear pull-ups he forgot to mention the girls' clothing and shoes. "Because silly, your boxers are poking out the leg holes. That's why. Now go do as you're told or I'll have Miss. Bea put you into a diaper," Miss. Ogden sneered. His humiliation wasn't over. When he returned Miss. Ogden made sure he was wearing the training panties. Then she sat him down and put his hair into pigtails. Tying them off with pink satin ribbon bows. With his hair done, she grabbed his hand and led him into the Children's Nook. "I look like a little girl. Why? I'm a man and if I have to look younger, why can't I be a boy?" he demanded. "For two reasons Eddie. First because most of the younger children who come here are girls. Dressed like this you will be better able to relate and be accepted by them. Second, little boys don't play dollies and it would look very odd to the parents when they see you. So, no more arguments if you wish to continue working here. Until the other little children arrive, I want you playing happily with your dollies. If I catch you not smiling and acting like you're having a wonderful time, I'll send you home. And..don't expect a good reference from us when you try to get another job," she said giving his padded bottom a slap. The first child, a toddler girl, was dropped off around ten. "I promised someone would read 'My Little Pony' to Annie here. Can you read dear?" she asked Eddie. He was a grown man despite how he looked and her question offended him. Biting his tongue, replied, "Yes Ma'am, I know how to read." If he wasn't reading little children's books, he was playing dollies or blocks with the others. When a diapered child needed changing he would get Miss. Bea. At lunch Edward normally went to the deli around the corner but not today. He asked Miss. Bea to get him something when she left for lunch. She brought him back a "Happy Meal." "They not only have me looking like a little kid and a girl at that. Now they're feeding me like one. I'm going to start searching for another job as soon as I get home," he thought. After the library closed, he still had to clean the restrooms, empty the diaper pail and restock the shelves. Getting his male clothing from the locker, he was puzzled as his boxers were nowhere to be found. He gave serious thought about going commando but decided against it. He'd been wearing those darn pull-ups all day and another hour wouldn't kill him. Besides he was both mentally and physically drained from the most humiliating day in his life. As he was putting his childish clothing back into his locker noticed a shopping bag in the bottom. "What the fuck?" he thought pulling it out. Inside was a note. "Eddie here is a change of clothing for tomorrow and a supply of pull-ups. Take the pull-ups home so you can wear them tomorrow. That way you won't have to waste time in the restroom. I'll be checking. Miss. Ogden." "Oh man, what are the bus riders going to think when they see me carrying a package of girlie pull-ups?" he thought hanging up his new clothing for the next day. Edward caught more than a few stares and giggles as he rode the bus home. It wasn't until he went to shower that he noticed he had forgotten to take his hair out of the beribboned pigtails. "No wonder everyone was looking funny and laughing at me. How am I ever going to live this down?" he mumbled tugging at a ribbon. He wasn't happy the next morning when he took his new outfit out of the bag. It was an aqua knit top with a picture of Elsa from Disney's "Frozen" film. It was large sized and covered his groin. The bottom was a pair of plaid leggings. The leggings were so tight that the outline of his pull-ups was obvious. This time Miss. Ogden put his hair up in a high ponytail held in place with an aqua chiffon scrunchy. He complained bitterly about how childish and feminine the outfit was but his arguments fell on deaf ears. Miss. Bea just loved how he looked and Miss. Ogden arched a brow and pointed to the entrance. He spent another full day playing dollies, paper dolls and reading stories. Edward tried to spend time with the little boys and their Tonka trucks or blocks but they would have nothing to do with him. They all thought he was a girl and knew he had cooties. This time on the way home he remembered to comb out his hair. ## On Saturday Miss. Ogden said Mrs. Grundy called in sick and Edward would have to take over. "I can't do that Miss. Ogden. I don't know how to change a diaper. Just emptying the diaper bin makes me sick," he complained. "That will be no problem as I'm going to show you how to change a diaper. The diapers are disposables and even an idiot can change them. To help you understand why changing a diaper is important, I think it would help if you wore and used one as well. As far as you getting sick, make sure you don't vomit on the child or floor," she stated. Today he was wearing his bib overalls and pink tee. His face was as pink as his tee when Miss. Ogden put a diaper with two extra soaker pads on his nude loins. The diaper plumped out the bottom of his overalls and the clear plastic panties she added, made a distinct crinkling sound. As he walked feeling an uncomfortable bulk between his legs, a few tears escaped down his cheeks. "Eddie, stop that silly crying. No one is going to tease you and if you want that diaper changed, put a big smile on that face. If I don't see a happy face all day, you'll wear that diaper all damn day and use them," she told him. Saturday was the busiest day of the week and there were a lot of toddlers and children dropped off at the Children's Nook. Edward got some strange looks but no one said anything to him. The vast majority of the babies and children didn't stay long. By quitting time he had changed only a dozen diapers and they were all just soggy ones. He wasn't so fortunate when it came to him. Miss. Ogden caught him frowning and scolding a toddler who wanted to play dollies with him. "Eddie I warned you about such behavior. I don't care that you were changing a diaper when that little girl wanted to play dollies. If I catch you going anywhere near the restroom before quitting time, you're fired. Do we understand one another? Good. Now get back to work," she reprimanded just before leaving for lunch. When she came back with his Happy Meal, an extra-large soda was included. She watched over the Children's Nook while he sat cross legged on the mat until he finished eating and drinking all the cola. She hadn't been gone fifteen minutes when the urge to pee hit him. Not long after that he was doing the little potty dance, hoping to sneak into the restroom. That hope was a pipe dream as from where she was sitting, had a clear view of the restrooms. When he couldn't hold back anymore, he tried letting a little stream out. Edward managed to last a bit longer. However this time when he tried to let a little bit go, he flooded the diaper. If he had been a real baby peeing a diaper wouldn't be as mortifying as it was for Edward. He was a perfectly healthy adult; yet, forced to use one. Tears filled his eyes as the hot wetness surrounded his groin. "I'll never live this down. How could I let myself be so humiliated," he thought. His tribulations didn't end with peeing a diaper. Later just before closing, his stomach cramped and he filled the diaper with something more foul. Miss. Ogden had put a laxative in his drink. He was lucky sort of, as the tight elastic fittings around his legs and waist kept the stinky mess contained. "Oh my gawd! What have I done? I just shit my pants!" his mind yelled. He suffered for an hour feeling that mess squishing and sloshing around his groin before the library closed. As soon as the last customer was out the doors, he rushed to Miss. Ogden. "Please....I..I messed my diaper. You..you have to let me use the restroom," he said blushing bright pink. "Don't be ridiculous Eddie. Remember I told you, you were being punished for bad behavior. You can change once you get home. It's been a long day and I'm exhausted. I'm sure you are too. So go home. You can catch up on your duties in the morning," she replied. "No, I...I can't go home...not like this. I'll just get my....my clothes and change in the restroom," he sputtered. "Sorry Eddie, I can't wait that long or give you the keys. I need to be in extra early tomorrow. Just get your wallet and keys, you can put them in this brown bag. Hurry now. I have things to do," she smugly answered. "You can't do this to me. I have to ride the bus like this! I'll never be able to live the shame down. Please, just give me a ride home and I'll do whatever you ask. Please," he begged. "Oh all right but you are going to have to promise to wear your pretty pull-ups all the time. You obviously can't control yourself. Imagine a grown man peeing and pooping in his pants. No more boxers, no more briefs. Just pretty pull-ups. You promise and I will take you home," she gloated. "Yes, anything, even that," he agreed. Before she dropped him off at his apartment, June stopped at the Costco store. He had to go in with her dressed as he was in the Children's Nook. It was even more embarrassing for him. Back at the library the smell from his diaper wasn't noticed but here without other babies around, it was more obvious. He did receive a lot of stares but no one said anything to him. There were whispers and giggles but no one approached him. Wearing bib overalls, his hair in a high ponytail, he passed as a girl unless someone looked closely. "Ah here we are," Miss. Ogden said. "Eddie grab two of those big girl pull-ups and soaker pads. From now on you will wear them with a soaker pad and use them. The only potty breaks for you will be doing is a number two," she stated. "Wha....you...you want me to actually use them?" he gasped in shock. "Of course. That's what they are for and you won't be wasting time better spent with the kids. Well, it's either that or you can wear diapers and plastic panties. It's your choice Eddie. You're the one who promised to do anything I asked," she smugly replied. Once inside his small apartment, she made him put all his underwear into trash bags. "Why are you making me do this?" he asked as she headed out the door with the bags. "Why....I guess I'm just trying to help you relate better to the children you're watching over," she replied. "That and I'm getting a big kick out of it," she thought. ## It didn't take Edward long to realize resistance was futile. At first he really tried to hold it in but failed miserably. The extra-large sodas Miss. Ogden gave him with his Happy Meals guaranteed failure. When he refused drinking the extra-large sodas, he was given the regular sized ones. While Edward thought he had won a major victory, Miss. Ogden added a diuretic to his drink. With his pull-up and soaker pad saturated, she let him use the restroom to change. After a couple of months, Edward was unconsciously peeing at work and at home. Another change he wasn't aware of was his vocabulary and softened tone of voice. Having to play dollies and other little girlish games, Edward began using words like, "darling," "precious," "cute," and "sweet" as descriptive adjectives. He had to change his adult vocabulary to the simpler childish ones his playmates used. Because he was always surrounded by babies and little kids, he had also toned down the volume of his speech. He was sounding more and more like the little girls he entertained at the library day in and day out. Even worse, Edward was beginning to think and act like them. Spending so much time with little girls and forced to use pull-ups had had a damaging effect on his male ego. His only adult "friends" were restricted to the library staff and volunteers. Now they were talking and treating Edward like he was a little kid. It had always been hard for him to get into a bar or liquor store before but now impossible with his page boy styled hair and voice. His social life outside the library became none existent. It took a major effort on his part to just go to the grocery as he usually had to stock up on his pull- ups and soakers. Making matters worse, his job searches bore little fruit. The few positive responses turned negative once his references were checked. Miss. Ogden sent a picture of Edward playing with the kids to all such reference requests. All these factors combined had torn his masculinity and confidence to shreds. Another change he was very aware of was his work clothing. Over time it was getting more and more feminine. His tops were usually long tees but in lavender, pink, pale yellow pastels with Disney Princesses, floral or cute little animal decoration. His bottoms were tight fitting leggings again in very feminine colors or embellishment. When he wasn't wearing his jelly flip flops he wore a pair of pink tennis shoes with white lacy nylon socks. Most of the library's patrons mistook Edward for a "special child" with developmental problems. None recognized him for what he really was, a man much less a boy. It was at this point Miss. Ogden decided to step it up. She began adding laxatives to his lunch time meals. Those laxatives usually kicked in just before closing. The first time it happened, Edward passed it off as an embarrassing accident. There was no way he could hide it as the pull- up wasn't designed to contain such accidents. It was not only embarrassing but humiliating as Miss. Bea insisted on cleaning him. That first time, she just coated his groin in diaper rash cream and baby powder before letting him put on another pull-up. The second and third time, he didn't quite make it to the restroom before his bowels let loose. After that Edward was forced to wear disposable diapers, extra soaker pads and plastic panties while at work. He wasn't changed by Miss. Bea until it was time for him to go home. Making matters worse, everyone knew he was wearing diapers. Wearing skin tight leggings didn't do anything to hide them. When he complained bitterly about having to wear leggings that showed off his diapered ass, Miss. Ogden jumped in. "If you're so embarrassed about that, I have a solution. We'll just get you some dresses. Everyone thinks you're a girl anyway, so there will be no problems or embarrassment for you to wear one," she said before leaving to tend to the children. "Bu....but I'm not a girl. I...I can't wear a dress," he said almost in tears. "Of course you can baby. I think you will look precious in a pretty dress. I just happen to have one you can try on. Before you try it come here and let Auntie Bea give you a big hug," Mary said holding out her arms. Edward rushed into her welcoming arms and soft breasts. He had always found her hugs to be comforting and he needed one now. When he first started working at the library, he usually came away from those hugs with an erection. Lately, those erections were missing but the warmth of her bosom and smell of her perfume eased his worries. It was the only time he felt loved. He really needed her support now. The dress she gave him was a baby blue gingham A-line flare skirt with white rounded collar. It buttoned up the back and had built in white net crinolines. Tears of shame fell down his cheeks as she tied the sash into a big bow in the back. "Baby you look adorable so stop those tears. Now give your Auntie a hug and get back to the Children's Nook. You know Miss. Ogden hates having to watch over them and she has more important things to do," Mary said wiping his eyes with a tissue. Edward was more concerned about wearing the dress than Miss. Bea telling him to call her Auntie. While he was very self-conscious for the rest of the day, no one questioned or said anything about it. He didn't like how the crinolines itched his legs or that he was wearing a dress but they did hide his diapers. With the library closed, Miss. Bea had him lie down on the mat, lifted his skirts out of the way and put a new diaper on him. Like every time she had done in the past, Edward kept his eyes scrunched closed in humiliation. He didn't see her use a pink plastic diaper cover frilled with row upon row of white floral lace. "Baby I cleaned you the best that I could but..there is no easy way to say this, but...when you get home tonight, you have to shave all that hair off your genitals. It's too hard to clean that area. Promise Auntie Bea you will do this for her," she said making him blush anew as she gave him another big hug. Back at his locker Edward was dismayed to discover he couldn't undo the buttons on the back of the dress. Hurrying back out to find Miss. Bea, he discovered she had already gone. Only Miss. Ogden was left and she was picking up her purse to leave. "Oh Miss. Ogden, please, I can't get these buttons undone. Would you please help me out of this dress?" he asked. "Sorry Eddie but I'm running very late as it is for an important meeting. You'll have to do that yourself or go home wearing it," she replied starting for the doorway. "No! Please I can't get on the bus like this. You have to help me," he cried. "Eddie, I don't have to do anything. I'm the adult here. Not you," she snapped angrily. "Please, I'll do anything, just help me out of this dress," he said tears flowing down his face. "Anything? You know what happened the last time you said that? You sure you mean 'anything?'" "Yes, but please help me," he replied sniffling. "Alright but this is a big inconvenience. Come along, I'll drive you home then help you undress," she said giving him no other choice. Like the last time she stopped at Costco and had him purchase two bulk lots of disposable diapers and some plastic diaper covers both items specifically for girls. Each diaper cover was in bright feminine colors and the backs frilled with layers of white lace. The diapers were adult sized and pink with lace edging. They would fit loosely unless he added four absorber pads. With four soakers, it would be impossible for him to hide them from view. That is unless he wore a dress. When they checked out Edward also purchased six frilly full skirted dresses. At his apartment, Miss. Ogden did as promised and unbuttoned the gingham dress. Then she gathered up all his pull-ups and took them with her. Edward would now be forced to wear diapers and frilly plastic panties all the time. The only pants he possessed that hid the thick diaper was a pair of cargo pants. He would wear those to and from work bringing the dress he would wear in a shopping bag. Despite his reluctance to wearing diapers they were becoming an everyday necessity. He had been given diuretics and laxatives so often he no longer had control of his bodily functions. Edward was also growing more and more frustrated with his life. No matter how many resumes he sent, no one hired him. His salary just covered his living expenses and living paycheck to paycheck. His only respite from his depressing life was masturbation but that was becoming more and more difficult. Miss. Ogden had been putting ground-up birth control pills into his drinks along with the other drugs. ## With each passing day, he became more frightened that someone on the bus would shout out he was wearing diapers. Edward also needed more cargo pants but had no way to get them. The nearest Wal-Mart was six blocks away and no bus route to get there. He would have to walk, something he was loath to do. His neighborhood was on the edge of a blighted one and directly in the path to the store. When he approached Auntie Bea, as he had to call her, and asked if she would drive him to the store, she refused. That surprised him but when she said it would be so much more convenient if he moved in with her, he was shocked. "Mov...move in with you?" he gasped. "Yes of course baby. I know it has to be very lonely for you living like you do. Move in with me and June. That way you won't have to take the bus to work and I'll be able to give you hugs all the time. Wouldn't that be nice? Besides, look at all the money you will save. I won't charge you for rent or food either," she replied smiling broadly. "Golly, I didn't expect this. Moving in with Auntie Bea and whoever this June is sounds like the answer to my problems. I could save my entire salary too. I think I could put up with Auntie's treating me like a little kid and calling me baby all the time. I can do that for a while anyway. If I don't like it I can always move out once I save some money," he thought. "Yeah, sure, I would like that," he said. "Fine, then it's settled baby. We'll move you in next week. It's the Thanksgiving holiday and we have four days off. That will give you time to pack and me to get your room ready," she gushed then gave him a big hug. Edward didn't have much to pack. The apartment came furnished, included utilities and his lease was month to month. All he had to do was notify his landlord, cut off his cable and internet service. It never occurred to him that June was Miss. Ogden as he never knew her first name. If he had known, probably wouldn't have agreed to the move.