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Cardonali the magical imp was doing what he always did, he caused trouble to others for his own amusement. Cardonali had the ability to put any thought into a persons mind and manipulate them the way he wanted to. This could cause havok in a persons life and he liked to watch when that happened. It was Cardonali's only real pleasure. Today Cardonali was in one of his favorite hunting grounds the local mall. He loved it because there was lots of different people there and he could do whatever he wanted. He liked to just watch with no plan in mind and see what happens on impulse. While walking around the mall looking for something mischief to create he heard a baby crying his/her eyes out. Cardonali decided to go investigate. It took a few moments to find the crying baby. While he was deciding what to do, he saw a few people who were disgusted presumably that the mother wasn't silencing the baby fast enough for them. They looked at the baby and were annoyed by the racket it was making. He decided to make changes to one of those people's perspective instead. Cardonali discovered a woman in her thirties. He looked into her mind and found out her name was Kellie and she didn't have any children. Kellie was deeply annoyed at the high pitched screams. She thought that it had probably messed herself but when the baby quieted when a pacifier was put into her mouth Kellie realized that that couldn't be it. Cardonali put some new thoughts into her mind one by one. She started to think about the pacifier for a moment. Her thoughts shifted. "Wouldn't it be great if you could put something into your mouth to make you feel better?" She realized that the things that adults would do like food or drugs were bad for them. Either you would get fat or addicted. She realized that babies had it right. You pop a paci into your mouth and everything seems fine. Even if you don't have a paci, you could instead stick your thumb into your mouth. The idea which she hadn't had in over thirty years started to intrigue her. She wished she could just start sucking her thumb when she felt badly. "It was certainly healthier than a cigarette," she thought which she had quit years ago. But them she thought that all the thumbs in the world wouldn't help a soggy or messy diaper. At least she didn't have to wear one. But thinking about it some more, wearing a diaper started to sound like a great idea. "You didn't have to find a bathroom. You didn't have to hold it in while you waited in line for a stall. What's the difference? A little pee here, a little pee there, modern diapers were very absorbent." Then her thoughts continued on that theme. "I wouldn't even have to do anything different when I'm having my period." Thinking about it some more. "A diaper was just a big feminine pad anyway. I wear one all day during my period, is a diaper that much different? I could even wear it longer since it is bigger and presumably more absorbent. It was also very thick and seemed comfortable. The extra padding would make my butt look fuller and my hips seem wider. That would make me look great!!!" she thought. "There would be a bigger difference between her hips and her waist." Which seemed very sexy to her. The more she thought about it, the more she thought the baby had it made. "A mother to care for you is better than a man she thought. Men always played mind games with her. A 'Mommy' would love her unconditionally. A 'Mommy' would take care off all her needs. She would change her diaper. She would feed her. She would buy her clothes and dress her. She could spend her days looking around and playing with simple toys. She would be pampered quite literally all day. Who needs a spa day when you have a 'Mommy' to see to all your needs. The world was too complex," she thought. "Let someone else worry about earning money, finding a man, worrying about the weather outside or the world's problems." She envied the baby. She wished she could be just like her. She resolved to do everything she could in the future to have an infantile lifestyle. She started right away. Kellie put her thumb into her mouth and started to suck. She felt better instantly. Cardonali lost interest in the woman immediately. Continuing his stroll around the mall, Cardonali found a store called Baldwin's Formals. They didn't sell women's dresses as the name might suggest, but they sold and rented men's tuxedos. He found a young gentleman there looking for a tux. The man had a formal engagement with his girlfriend and he wanted to look good. But he had never looked for a tux before and didn't know very much about them. He thought that it would be simple. That all the tuxes were the same and it would take five minutes, but it wasn't as easy as he had thought. Not only did he have to pick a tux style, but he had to choose from accessories that went along with it, such as should the shirt he wore have ruffles and should it have french cut sleeves? He was starting to get a bit frustrated with all the choices when Cardonali entered the store. Suddenly he knew all about formal attire and where to get it. He left the store, he knew he could find what he wanted online. Kevin, (the man's name) quickly went home and found the proper website. He knew exactly what he wanted. He didn't give it a second thought as to where this knowledge came from. The first thing he needed was a dress. He quickly found flower girl dresses at the site. The dress would be white of course (he was going to a black tie event and only a white dress would do for the occasion. The dress didn't have to be 'black' but it had to be very formal and in this case, a white flower girl dress would be perfect for him.) The dress also needed color at the trim and a sash to demonstrate his own personal style. Looking through the website he picked a satin flower girl petal dress with a tulle skirt in a periwinkle trim and petals. The dress was in a sleeveless princess style that came down to his shins. He knew this was called tea length. His shins were a bit hairy, he might have to shave his legs but he would worry about that later. Certainly a little thing like having to shave wouldn't stop him from picking out the perfect outfit for such an occasion. It had a double layered full skirt and came with a sash that tied in the back with a bow. The dress was fully lined, but it had a back zipper that would be hard for him to zip up by himself. He would think of something. This was also not a reason to reject such an elegant dress. Once his dress was selected he decided the skirt should be as poofy as possible so he had to buy a petticoat to go with it. He wanted something that would really poof out his skirt so he chose one with two hoop rings, the largest of which had a 39 inch diameter. He checked the length of the dress again to make sure the petticoat wouldn't be longer than the hem of his skirt. It wasn't. With a dress so poofy he knew he would never be able to see his own shoes, but that didn't mean that he didn't have to pick out the right pair to go with it. He could choose shoes that matched his periwinkle accents, but decided upon the traditional white instead. He chose a closed toe wedge heel shoe with a bow on the side. They were like a toddler's first heeled shoe. This was perfect for him since he didn't have much (or in his case any) practice walking in heels. It only came in toddler and small girl sizes so he would have to special order it in his own size. Kevin had a month to get ready so it wouldn't be a problem. This was the only thing he would have to special order. All his other choices came in sizes from baby to woman sizes which with his slender build he didn't have any problem fitting into. With the shoes chosen he knew he couldn't wear them without hosiery. He was undecided about whether to wear white tights or socks. He decided upon ruffled organza socks with bow side accent in periwinkle to match his dress. Ruffled socks was even more juvenile than the white tights that all young girls seem to wear. For some reason that appealed to him although he knew he was a man nearing his thirties. "Besides," he thought, "the ruffles on the socks had periwinkle accents." This was the tipping point against wearing white tights. He had to go all the way and so he also got beaded, white satin gloves with lace ruffles at the wrists and of course he needed a head piece to complete his look. He wanted something with a veil since he didn't know when he would have an opportunity to get so dressed up in the future. It was so rare to go to an occasion when one could wear a veil and he wanted to try it out. He found a white beaded floral style crown with an attached veil in the back. The veil could be detached if he didn't like it. But he was sure he would just love it. He was starting to feel like a princess already. Deciding to splurge, he got a faux pearl necklace when he saw it on the model's picture. (The person \modeling the dress couldn't be older than five, but that didn't register to Kevin.) He was fixated on this type of outfit for his big night with his girlfriend. He had to make a great impression to her and her family and would spare no expense to do so. He was about to complete his order when he realized that his dress didn't have any pockets so he found a satin embroidered white bag that matched his gloves. He could put his wallet, keys and anything else he needed in there. Once he was done, he selected check out at the site and discovered that this outfit would cost him close to a thousand dollars. The petticoat alone was over a hundred. But he didn't care, he would look great and make a good impression for his girlfriend. There was one final thing he needed. He couldn't wear just plain underwear with his ensemble. He needed diapers too. There was no way he could go to the bathroom wearing such a fine outfit. He couldn't get it off to pee anyway. He didn't know how to sit down to pee when you are wearing a petticoat with big round hoops. He didn't want to take a chance at ruining the dress in the bathroom. Besides the dress (and everything else) was designed for a three year old, a diaper underneath was common when wearing such things. You could buy them in larger sizes for older people (his mind refused to use the word girls) but subconsciously everything he selected he chose with the idea of what would look great on a three year old. He would have to buy diapers right away and get used to wearing them. He would teach himself to wet himself without caring or even noticing he was doing it at all. They could be as thick and absorbent as possible since under the dress and poofy hooped petticoat people might suspect he was wearing a diaper, but no one would know for sure. He quickly headed out to find the diapers which would fit in just right with his outfit. It was true that no one would see his diaper (with the possible exception of his girlfriend after the ceremony) but he would know. He couldn't wear a beautiful dress, with white gloves and a head piece with a veil and just wear cheap diapers. They would have to be special just like the rest of it. That is what mattered. Cardonali wanted to see how everything turned out so he arranged to be at the house of Kevin's girlfriend when he picked her up for the event. But until then Cardonali had more victims to 'victimize'. Kevin bought diapers but didn't wear them immediately. He knew he had to, but he hadn't worn diapers in decades and so he was hesitant to wear these. The diapers he chose were of the highest quality. They were extrremely soft, extra absorbent and of course very, very thick. A week later his dress arrived. The shoes would arrive two weeks later from special order. They were shoes that usually were worn by toddlers and very small girls to be ordered in his large size. Seeing the dress with the petticoats and everything else that had arrived it gave him the motivation to wear the diaper for the first time. He couldn't put it off anymore. The event would be here before he knew it and he had to get used to wearing diapers for an extended period. There was no doubt that he couldn't use the bathroom while wearing his dress and the petticoat so he would have to wear diapers. He took off his pants and his underwear and then took out a diaper. He looked it over. It was very well made even though it was a disposable. The diaper was thick as he wanted it and had tabs. He knew that pull-ups weren't thick enough for him. Also plain old pull-ups didn't seem formal enough for him either. It had to be a real diaper he wore. Nothing else would be good enough. The first thing he did was pull the diaper up around him while he stood. But he couldn't get it to stay up while he fastened the tabs. Then he tried it from a sitting position, that didn't work either. The only way he could get it on and properly fastened was to lay down and then wrap the diaper around him. He knew he would have to get used to wearing the diaper all the time if he was going to be able to pull it off on the day of the event. Wearing a diaper would have to become second nature to him. With the diaper securely fastened, he put his jeans back on and went about his day. It was winter and with bulky clothing no one would know his diapered secret. He waited a while and then decided to try to relieve himself. That was the point of wearing a diaper, he had to be able to use it without anyone knowing anything was wrong. It would be embarrassing if anyone found out he was peeing right in front of them. He just couldn't force himself to go. Kevin decided there was no hurry and he would let nature take it's course. "Eventually," he thought, "he would have to pee." He was sitting down at the time, but he couldn't go that way. He knew he had to pee but sitting down fully clothed, in a diaper or not he couldn't make himself just go. The next thing he tried was to start walking and seeing if that would help. It didn't. Next he just stood up and tried to let the pee flow, that didn't work. He just couldn't break his own resistance to going 'in his pants.' Finally he went into the bathroom and positioned himself in front of the urinal like he usually did. He knew he had to go, but he just couldn't. It was all psychological. Since he couldn't go, he went back to what he was doing and waited. The pressure built and built and he went through the same ritual as he had before. Finally he really needed to go. He was desperate. He tried one last thing to pee. He flushed the urinal. The sound of running water broke the damn at least a little bit. While standing in front of a urinal some pee finally escaped his penis and he had wet himself for the first time in over two decades. His bladder didn't fully release, but it was better than nothing. He knew that he would have to wear diapers every day all the time until the day of the event to train (or is it untrain) himself to use them. It only took a few days before he could go in his diapers like he could before. But that wasn't good enough. He didn't want to have to go into the restroom at all. It was sometimes disgusting in the mens room and he didn't want to take a chance at dirtying his dress on the mens room floor. Besides what's the point in wearing a diaper if you have to go to the mens room anyway. Also, it couldn't be obvious that he was going. He had to teach himself to go at any time. If he needed to go, he couldn't stand like a statue that would look weird and very embarrassing in public. He had to be able to go when he was standing, sitting, walking or even dancing. That was more difficult than he realized. It didn't take long before he could go if he was standing even if he wasn't in a bathroom, but what about walking or sitting. To do that took practice, he was determined to learn how. It was his girlfriend's big day he didn't want to ruin it for her. Soon he could pee in his diaper in any position he was in. The outside observer probably couldn't tell. But he had to do better than that. He had to teach himself to pee without even knowing it himself. His muscles would have to become so relaxed that he would go without any conscious thought. That would be the best way. If he didn't notice then no one else would either. He also wanted it to just dribble out without any restraint. If he did it that way, then he wouldn't flood his diaper by peeing all at once. The urine would just flow slowly as necessary, giving the diaper time to absorb the liquid. He had already learned to feel comfortable with a semi-wet and heavy diaper. As long as the pee wasn't dripping down his leg, he didn't find any discomfort anymore wearing a wet diaper. It was designed to keep him dry and he bought one that was extra thick for almost any situation. He wore diapers twenty- four hours a day. He got so used to them, that sometimes he would wake up in a wet diaper after a good night sleep. It took some doing, but by the day of the event, he was completely secure in his diapers. He hadn't any control over his bladder anymore and wearing a soggy diaper became completely normal for him. The diaper even felt more comfortable when it was somewhat wet. A wet diaper could mold itself comfortably to his body in a way that a dry one couldn't. The day of the black tie event finally arrived. Kevin started the day off with a shower. He had to shave his legs and arms for the first time in his life. He couldn't wear a pretty dress with hairy legs and arms. After his shower he put on his diaper as he had for the last several weeks. It was second nature to him now. He couldn't go back to men's underwear anymore. He had no conscious knowledge that when he wet himself. He had grown used to dribbling a little pee all the time. He even liked the warmth in his crotch that new pee gave him. It was now time to get dressed for real and pick up his girlfriend. Cardonali showed up at Kevin's apartment as he prepared. He entered without Kevin knowing he was there. Kevin was dressed only in his diaper when Cardonali arrived. His legs and arms were hairless and his diaper was still dry. Kevin hadn't tried on his outfit yet but he was excited to wear it. He took everything out of the box and placed it upon his bed. Looking at the stuff he didn't think he would be able to put on his shoes or socks once he had his dress and petticoat on. The hoops of the petticoat were just too wide. Kevin took the socks out of the package and put them on his feet first. He loved the ruffles around his ankles. Then he slipped his feet into his shoes. Looking at the shoes, he wondered if maybe he should have chosen to wear white maryjanes with a strap across the top of his foot. He thought that maryjanes would be more traditional with the outfit he was about to wear. It was too late to do anything about it now. He wouldn't be able to see his shoes once he got his dress on, his girlfriend and her family would see them and of course the other people at the party would see it too. He hoped he had chosen correctly. He couldn't deny that the shoes he did choose were very cute. The next thing he did was to put on his petticoat making sure not to step on it. Finally he dropped the dress over his head. Looking at himself in a mirror, he tied the sash in the back in a big bow. But then he realized his problem. He couldn't zip the back zipper all the way up. His arms just wouldn't reach. He tried to contort his body and the dress but to no avail. He would need help to get it zipped up. Kevin went to the phone to make a call. He hadn't realized that his diapers were slightly wet already. He hadn't noticed he had started to pee at all. He congratulated himself at his 'pee training.' Kevin was unsure who to call to help him. He could call his best friend. Kevin decided it was best to call his mother who lived only a couple of miles away for help. Due to Cardonali's influence he didn't explain exactly what he needed. While Kevin waited for his mother, he decided to complete his look. He put on the pearl necklace and then floral headpiece with the veil. Admiring himself in the mirror he congratulated himself again at choosing the veil. He had never worn a veil before. It looked great he thought. Actually he had never worn anything he was wearing now. He had never worn shoes with heels, never worn socks with ruffles around the ankles, never worn a dress with a petticoat, never a necklace or satin gloves nor a head piece with or without a veil. He had worn a diaper when he was small, but that was so long ago he really didn't remember wearing it and he had never put on one himself. None of that matter to him. He thought he looked fantastic. The muscles in his bladder had relaxed so much that he wet himself some more without him even noticing. It added a pleasant warmth to his groin. Finally he put on his gloves and picked up his satin bag to admire his look more. He thought he looked very 'elegant.' He took a few steps backward to get a good look at his shoes under his skirt. All he needed was for his dress to be zipped and he would be ready to go. To an outside observer like Cardonali, Kevin was dressed like a toddler flower girl for his big sister's wedding. Kevin had turned out better than Cardonali could ever of imagined. After looking at himself for a few moments he started to doubt some of his choices a bit. He wondered if he should have bought longer gloves that went to his elbow. His shoes were cute, but wouldn't it be better to buy shoes in a flat maryjane style with a strap? That might fit in with his outfit better. He was wearing a pearl necklace, but shouldn't he have had his ears pierced and worn some earrings too? There was one thing he was sure of. That was that wearing a petticoat (and the diapers underneath) to give his dress maximum poof was absolutely perfect. It didn't take long for his mother to ring the doorbell. Kevin answered the door fully dressed and his mom stood there in shock. Cardonali didn't want any problems with Kevin picking up his girlfriend so he changed Kevin's mother's reaction from shock to delight. Her eyes brightened at seeing her boy in his lovely dress and all the rest. "Awwww, you look so handsome!!!" she gushed. "Turn around," Kevin's mother asked. "I want to see all of you." Kevin did as he was told. He didn't twirl like a girl he simply turned around in a straight forward fashion. Once she saw his back, Kevin's mother knew why she was here. Even though Kevin's veil draped down his back to the bottom of his shoulder blades, she could see that his zipper wasn't fully zipped. She also saw the bow in the back that secured his sash was tied it wasn't as pretty or as full as it could have been. She would have to retie it. "You look simply gorgeous," she said with true admiration of his looks. "I just love it all. Maybe you should become a fashion consultant." Her eyes were slightly damp with pride for her son. "Give your mother a hug." Kevin did that too. "OK, I see why you wanted me here. You want me to zip you up!" "Yeah." "I'll retie the bow too." "Doesn't it look good?" "Well it would be better if someone else tied it. I'll fix that for you." "Thank you," Kevin said. He knew she was right. "Are you wearing a diaper?" "Can't you tell?" "Honestly, I can't." "Good. I didn't want anyone to know. Yeah, I'm wearing one." "Good boy. It'll be so much easier if you need to go. Asking someone to help you go can be so embarrassing." "That's what I thought." "Are you already wet?" "MOMMMM," Kevin said exacerbated. "Hey I can change you if you are. It'll be better if you are as dry as possible when you leave here. Once at the party, you can't change yourself no matter how wet you get." "But Mom." "I changed you before, I'll change you again." "OH OK," resigned to his plight. His mother was right. If he flooded his diaper how would he change himself. He can't even unzip his dress without help. Kevin's mom changed his diaper, retied the bow of his sash in the back and zipped up his dress. When she changed him she did something that Kevin never did. She rubbed his privates with baby oil as she would have done with a real toddler. She also put in a generous helping of baby powder inside his diaper. "The most handsome man I have ever seen," Kevin's mom gushed again. Kevin blushed a bit. "But there is one thing missing." "What?" "How come you aren't wearing earrings to match your necklace?" "I didn't want to pierce my ears," Kevin said truthfully. "My big boy was afraid of a little needle?" Kevin's mom joked. "MOM!!!" "OK, I'll drive you." "I can drive myself." "You can? Try and sit down." Kevin didn't realize the problem with his petticoats and all. When he sat his skirt flew up making driving awkward. Even if he took out the hoops of the petticoats the length and thickness of the dress with the petticoats would make driving difficult. Once he got to his girlfriend's house everything would be fine. His girlfriend's parents were driving them and her little brother to the event. "I see what you mean." "No problem. I won't get in your way. I'll be your chauffeur." With that the two left for Kevin's girlfriend's house. Kevin's mom drove and Kevin got into the backseat of the car where there was more room for his dress and petticoats. Cardonali sat in the front passenger seat. Cardonali put another idea into Kevin's mother's head. "Kevin," she asked tentatively like she had asked several times before but already knew what the answer would be. "are you sure you don't want to come back to live with me?" "Mom," he said exasperated. "I can redecorate your old room," Kevin's mom said hopefully. "It'll be just perfect for you. You'll love it." What she meant was to make Kevin's old room which had become a spare guestroom since he left into a toddler fairy princess dreamscape. Sahe \could see it in her mind now. There would be a canopy bed with lace curtains. Stuffed animals and dolls would be all over the room. The shelves would be lined with toys, coloring books and everything a little girl would love. There wouldn't be anything in there that an adult or a boy would like if his mother could help it. The walls would be painted a light pink as would most of the furniture. The closets would be filled with skirts and dresses as he would never wear pants of any type again. He would never wear big boy underwear (or even panties) as he would be constantly in pretty diapers. In fact everything he wore would seem more like a costume rather than everyday clothing. He would even always wear either a tiara or a pointed hat with a veil like a fairy princess. And just like a princess (or a three year old toddler) all his needs would be taken care of. His mother would cook his meals and make his bed, pick up after him and even bathe him at night. Of course he would have a 7:30 bed time and could expect to have at least one nap during the day. Moving in with his mother would also mean quitting his job and spending twenty-four hours a day under adult supervision. "I'm a man now, I can't stay with my mother." His statement seemed kind of ridiculous coming from a person dressed as he was. "Are you are worrying about that girlfriend of yours? She can live with you if you come back. She can even sleep with you in your bed." "She can?" "Sure," Kevin's mother said. But she didn't see them like boyfriend/girlfriend. Kevin's mother saw them like twin toddler girls. They would not only be sleeping together, they would be doing everything together. They would be dressed identically in the same fairy princess costumes. They would even be each wearing a diaper. Everything they did they would be doing together never being apart. They would eat the same things, play with the same toys, watch the same programs, even have the same bed time and share the same bath time (Kevin's mom would be the one personally bathing them of course). They would be treated the same in all things. "I'll enjoy having her stay with us," she continued. "I'll think about it," Kevin said non-committally. Cardonali looked into Kevin's mind and saw the details of the event that was about to come. It was his girlfriend's family event. A formal occasion that her entire family was going to. It was perfectly fine for Kevin's mom to be driving Kevin here since in the end, Kevin was going to the event in his girlfriend's family's car anyway. Kevin's girlfriend whose name is Terra was living with her parents and her eighteen-year-old brother. Cardonali knew the deal, Terra would already be dressed, but she would make someone else in her family open the door when Kevin arrived. She would make him wait for her and then make a grand entrance in her own formal attire. Kevin arrived at Terra's home and got out of the car. After replacing the hoops back into his petticoat and fluffing the skirt of his dress for maximum poof he then smoothed it out in the back and the front. He made sure the veil from his head piece hung properly straight down his back and everything was perfect before walking to the door. He asked his mother to be sure he looked perfect and she nodded her agreement. Cardonali followed him to the door. Cardonali was going to make some sort of change to whoever answered. Kevin rang the doorbell and waited. While Kevin was waiting at the door his mother had some time to think. Kevin hadn't said an absolute 'NO' this time. This gave her hope. She could fantasize how it would be. She would buy him formal dresses and gowns all befitting a fairy princess. They would be in every color of the rainbow and in dozens of styles any little girl would love. Kevin would always be dressed like a princess. She would make sure that all the dresses were poofy. Underneath them all would be petticoats to maintain maximum poof. And underneath that would be a thick diaper. All his needs would be taken care of. Not just while he was awake, but while he slept too. She would spare no expense. She could see him now in long flowing gowns with sparkles or rhinestones and lots of layers. But she needed more than just dresses, she would also have to buy him cute shoes to match them. He would never wear sneakers. Little princesses didn't wear sneakers only cute shoes. They too would be in scores of colors and cute little girl styles. He would wear them with ruffled matching socks or opaque tights. The tights might be made of cotton or nylon but they would always be opaque just like a fairy princess should wear. He also must always wear a tiara or crown. What princess doesn't wear a crown? There would also always be gloves...satiny gloves some with fingers some without. Some wrist length and others would extend all the way to his elbows and beyond. He'll always look so gorgeous." she thought with a big smile on her face. If Terra would join him, as Kevin's mom knew she would, then she would have to buy two of everything. One in Kevin's size and one in Terra's. They would always be dressed identically. They would be like her twin toddler princesses. They would be so happy, they wouldn't have to worry about anything. They could spend all day playing with their dolls. There would be two of everything, one for Kevin and one for Terra. They wouldn't have to worry about going to work or to school. They would stay little princesses forever. They would never grow up. Her only worry was whether to cut Terra's hair to make it the same length as Kevin's and then let them both grow together. Or to just let Kevin's hair grow to match Terra's. Kevin's mother was still daydreaming about how she would treat her twin princesses when Kevin finally arrived at the door. Cardonali followed him although he used his power to prevent himself from being seen by anyone. When the door opened, it was Terra's eighteen year old brother Terence who opened it. Terence was a typical teenager with the attitude to match. Terence was five nine and wearing a formal tux like Kevin should have been. Seeing Kevin, Terence burst out laughing at the site of a grown man dressed like a little girl in a poofy dress and all the rest. Cardonali thought that Terence should have more manners so he gave them to him. Terence stopped laughing as his personality shifted from his own to that of his mother. His attitude changed from ridicule of Kevin to embarrassment at what he himself was wearing. "Come in," Terence said. "I see you are wondering about the way I'm dressed. Well my son wanted to see how he would look wearing my dress so I put on his tux to match. I guess we should swap back before going to the party. Terra is getting ready, she'll be down soon. Now if you will excuse me." Terence said his words so quickly that Kevin couldn't get a word in edgewise. Terence was extremely embarrassed about being seen wearing what he thought was his son's clothing. He wanted to just get back upstairs and get out of this ridiculous suit and put on his dress (and of course feminine underwear, makeup, jewelry, etc.) He didn't know how his son had convinced him to swap clothing but this was going to end now. Before reaching the top step, Terence called out, "Winnie," (his mother) "we are swapping back this instant." His mother hadn't been changed so she didn't know what he was talking about as Terence burst into his parents room. Downstairs, Kevin was a bit nervous waiting for Terra. This produced the first sprays of new pee into his formerly clean diaper. Since Terra hadn't come down yet, Cardonali decided to follow Terence up to see his confrontation with his parents. Terra was making Kevin wait and with a thought Cardonali made her want to wait until Cardonali himself was ready for her to come down stairs. Cardonali headed in the direction that Terence had gone and followed him to his parent's bedroom. Inside he saw Terence's mother Winnie. Winnie was a pretty woman of about fifty years old. She was wearing a grey floor length lace cocktail dress with a bolero jacket. The dress had figure flattering ruching and a glittering crystal broach at the waist. She had been a very pretty woman when she was younger and as she aged she used clothing to hide her aging body. The dress was sleeveless with thick straps and a sweetheart neckline that would have shown her lovely shoulders and the top of her breasts, but the jacket which had three-quarter length sleeves hid those things from view. The dress was unnecessarily long such that you couldn't even see the heels that Winnie was wearing. Underneath, she wore shapewear with padding to give her more curves which weren't necessary. She had ample curves if she just wore clothing to accentuate them instead of hiding them. When Cardonali got there, Terence was confronting his confused mother. "Take that dress off right now, young man so I can get dressed," Terence demanded. "What are you talking about?" Winnie said totally bewildered. "You know exactly what I'm saying. Fun is fun and I let you try on my dress, but we have to go soon and I don't want to be late." "Terence, what are you talking about?" she reiterated. "Don't call me by my first name. I'm your mother, I demand respect!" "You're my mother??? What has gotten into you?" "Yes I am, and you had better get out of those things right now." Terence was mad since the person he thought was his son wasn't doing what he wanted as soon as he said so. Winnie was confused at first, but now she was getting concerned. Terence didn't act like this. And what did he mean get out of my clothes. She didn't realize that he intended to put on her dress himself. Well maybe she did a little but it hadn't fully hit her yet. But Terence and Winnie both thought they were the parent (mother) in this situation arguing with their son. Douglas (Winnie's husband/Terence's father) was in the bathroom taking care of his own business. For a few moments, Terence was getting angrier and angrier at 'his son' not doing as he was told. Winnie was growing more and more concerned. Hearing the fight, Douglas got out the the bathroom. Cardonali used his power quickly on him. "Winnie," Douglas shouted, "do as your mother says. Get out of that dress, we have to go soon. Besides you look like a goddamn fag wearing your mother's clothes and her makeup." Douglas taking Terence's side completely blindsided Winnie. But then she realized it must be a joke. "OK OK, you two got me. Ha ha very funny," she said. But the reaction she got wasn't what she expected. "I'm waiting, take off that dress now! I have to get ready," Terence demanded. "I will not!" "You will young man," Douglas warned Winnie, "or you will be very, very sorry tomorrow." Cardonali knew he had to change Winnie's attitude in some way. Cardonali wanted the family all screwed up to go to the event. But he was undecided what type of personality to give Winnie. He had three options to choose from. He could make Winniw think she is an obnoxious eight year old boy. Who thinks it is the height of fun to be wearing his mother's clothes. A second choice would be to make her think she is a studly eighteen-year-old man so secure in his masculinity that he thinks he is the most macho man in the room even if he is wearing a dress. The final choice was to make Winnie think she is a flaming homosexual who feels at home in women's clothing. Cardonali finally decided. Winnie's attitude changed to that of an obnoxious eight year old boy. Cardonali thought it would be fun for Winnie to become an annoying pest to her whole family. When Douglas warned her one last time, Winnie took off running. She ran passed Terence down the hall and then down stairs. Her three inch heels could be heard click clacking down the staircase. She passed Kevin who was still waiting for Terra on her way to the downstairs bathroom. She barricaded herself inside laughing all the way. Terence and Douglas soon followed. "Come on honey, I didn't mean it. Just come out here and we'll go. We don't want to be late," Terence soothed. "I don't wanna," Winnie said indignantly. It had all become a game to her. She didn't mind going to the party at all or changing out of the clothes she was wearing. "You'll have lots of fun at the party. After dinner there will be cake and ice cream and all sorts of candy." "There will be?" "Yes and you can take what you don't finish home." It took a little cajoling, but Winnie was finally persuaded to come out. When she did, Douglas took her by the wrist and yanked her upstairs. Once upstairs, he gave her a spanking before making her change her clothes. It took some time for Terence to get dressed. But when he did he looked great. A person might have been able to mistake him for a real woman if the room was dark. The padding of the shapewear that was unnecessary for a woman with curves like Winnie actually helped to give Terence the illusion of his own feminine curves. The borderline excessive makeup that Winnie usualy wore, hid the masculine features on Terence's face. The high heeled shoes that couldn't be seen under Winnie's floor length dress forced Terence to walk with a sway in his hips that he naturally didn't have. Winnie looked glum wearing the tuxedo which used to belong to Terence. While Winnie and Terence were changing, Cardonali decided to have Terra change out of her dress that she had specifically bought for this 'black tie event.' She had been wearing an ankle length dress with a lacy, sequined overlay bodice and a stunning long-sleeve with an elegantly draped skirt. It had an illusion floral neckline and long sheer sleeves. She would have looked great besides a man in a tux. But she changed out of that at Cardonali's magical urging. Instead she changed into a hot red lace teddy. It had a sweet ribbon tie waist and spaghetti straps and was see through giving an ample few of her breast and pussy to anyone who cared to look. It was very sexy. No one in the family had seen her in this outfit, they didn't even know she had bought it. She planned on showing it to Kevin in a more intimate setting. But with his help tonight she would wear it without any embarrassment for the world to see. When Terra finally arrived wearing only her lace teddy and high heeled slippers, Kevin told her, "You look great." He meant it. But he didn't have any sexual thoughts or feelings anymore. They had left him permanently along with all his big boy underwear. Terra thought that Kevin looked very handsome in his flower girl dress with poofy skirt and the rest of his little girl attire. She told him right away and they kissed each other innocently on the cheek. Kevin and Terra sat opposite each other and talked while waiting for her family to get ready. Terra sat unconcerned about her modesty with her legs spread wide apart. Kevin whose penis would remain as soft as a wet noodle continuously dribbled pee into his diaper. "I'm sorry about my family," Terra stated. "Don't worry about it. It's not a problem." "I wish I could live with you." "You know I can't afford it yet." "I know, I know, but you don't know what it's like living with them. My little brother (she was now referring to her former mother Winnie) is just a brat. And my mom is just so insecure about her looks, she is always touching up her make-up or getting her nails done, working out at the gym. I think she is going to get surgery next. She is always talking about her looks." "My mom is not that bad. In fact she says if I move back in with her, you can move in with us. She said we can share a room and sleep in the same bed and do what we want." "Really? Is she serious?" "Yes I think so. I didn't think I wanted to before, but now I'm not so sure." "We should do it..." The conversation continued until Terra's family was there. They proceeded to the family car. Douglas who was mostly unchanged was in the driver's seat. His 'wife' Terence in her lovely gown was sitting next to him. The stretch of the material of Winnie's gown along with the shapewear underneath made the dress fit Terence pretty well. In the back by the window sat Winnie. She was wearing a tuxedo which was a little bit too large for her in most places but tight in other's like the hips and chest. It was kept from hanging too low by a belt under her cummerbund. Winnie looked for any excuse to touch his 'sister.' She loved tormenting her as little brothers often do to their big sisters. Her favorite thing to do was to try and pull down the spaghetti strap that was holding up Terra's lone stick of clothing, her sexy red lace teddy. Terra complained to her parents, but there was little they could do. Although they did turn up the heat for Terra who was certainly underdressed for the winter weather. Winnie knew she was already going to get punished. At the other window, Kevin sat. He was using his hands to keep his poofed out skirt down. More often than not his penis was dribbling out pee into his increasingly soggy diaper. But the diaper was very thick and could hold what he had put into it and much much more. There wasn't room for Cardonali in Douglas' car so he got into Kevin's mother's car and instructed her to follow them to the event. In the back of the car, Kevin decided to look through the satin bag he was carrying to make sure he had everything. He found his wallet, his keys, his cell phone, a couple of other things and something he didn't remember putting into his bag. His mom must have put it in there without him knowing. It was a pacifier. He quickly snatched it up and popped it into his mouth. The constant roar of the engines along with the soothing sucking put Kevin to sleep in less than a minute. Terra had grown tired of the harassment she was receiving from Winnie. Since Kevin was dozing, she could try and take care of Winnie once and for all. "Look squirt," Terra reasoned, "if you stop, I'll make you feel really really good." Winnie knew what she meant. "You mean right now?" "Yes." "OK" "Do you promise not to start up again when I'm done?" "I promise." "All night? Are you sure?" "Yes!" With that assurance, Terra pulled down Winnie's zipper and put her hand into Winnie's pants. She found Winnie's tender spot and started to expertly rub. She had never done anything like this before, but Cardonali had given her skills she had never known. They were second nature to her now. Not only with men but with women too. She also had no reluctance about using these skills with any one she was with. (The only exception was her boyfriend Kevin who she would only treat platonically from now on.) Winnie started to moan softly due to the pleasure she was feeling. In the front of the car, Douglas and Terence were happy to have a rest bit from all the arguing. They started to talk. It started with them telling each other how good they looked. They hadn't had time at home since they were in a hurry to get out. But now they were in the car so they could talk. This led to talk of better days. They talked like people who had been married for a long time. All they had to do was mention a place and maybe a time and both knew exactly what each other meant. Soon they were discussing how it was before Terra was born. There had been in a casino and they had won a very big jackpot. The casino comped them a huge room and they celebrated in their own way. They remembered it as one of the best times in their relationship. They both had stiffies in their pants as they shared the memory. "Douglas," Terence said suggestively, "if we didn't have to be there, I would tell you to turn around. There is something else I would prefer to do right now." "Well we don't have to stay all night...do we???" Terence didn't need to see Douglas' face to know he was grinning.