Princess Melanie
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Princess. Part 2
by Princess Pantyboy
(All I added a few paragraphs from part one so my story would be easier
to read since it has been awhile. I hope and pray you enjoy my newest
story. Hugs Princess)
I look at my new mommy thinking no way I want to wear a diaper leaving
here. "Umm mommy I really don't want to wear a diaper, It wouldn't fit
under my clothes anyway."
"That is a very good thought sweetie, a skirt or dress would be the only
clothes that would hide you wearing a diaper and I didn't bring those
type of clothes. I have to admit seeing you in a skirt or dress would be
very nice. But I only brought you some skinny jeans, why don't you try
them on with these new panties."
I take the clothes into the bathroom and I slide the pink thong on and
stare at myself. Wow shows no bulge between my legs at all. Well I guess
I'm wrong that sure looks like a camel toe between my legs now wearing
these panties. I slide the super tight skinny jeans up my legs wiggling
my butt to squeeze into them.
"Come on out sweetie so I can see you." I walk back into the hospital
bedroom and I can feel the super tight skinny jeans on me and they feel
much better. I walk around I can feel them stretching out to wrap around
my legs and butt cheeks.
My new mommy smiles at me looking at me up and down, but staring between
my legs. "How do your new jeans feel, they look great sweetie?"
"Well they felt kinda super tight putting them on, but now they actually
feel much better like they stretched around my body. So they are very
comfortable to be honest. How do they look, do they look okay on me? I
mean can you tell I'm wearing a thong?"
"I thought for sure it would bug me feeling that little piece of cloth
going between my butt cheeks would be uncomfortable, but feels kinda
good." I notice my new mommy staring between my legs but saying nothing,
just smiling.
"Well the surgery was a great success and I think we are ready to go.
Are you ready to go my little Princess Pantyboy? I guess cannot call you
a pantyboy you wearing those sexy skinny jeans, you are my little
princess panty girl. Mmmm I guess it really doesn't have a ring to it
like pantyboy. I will have to come up with a new phrase hehehe."
I stare at my new mommy who cannot stop staring between my legs. I start
to look to see what she is staring at when I feel her taking my hand. We
start walking out of the hospital room and Mr Black is standing outside
the door obviously guarding the entrance to my room.
We continue to walk but now following Mr Black to the massive limo. I
have to admit I was overworried about this operation, I mean it went
smoothly and all is good. I do feel a little weird walking, it feels
like my butt is wiggling. Maybe that is what happens when your boy parts
aren't there anymore hanging down, kind of in the way.
"We are going to drop you off, little Kellie spelled with an 'IE'.
Remember you have to sit down now to go potty. The doctor gave me her
card to give to you and I put it in this small black purse with your new
ID and your iPhone and your wallet. In case you didn't notice these
jeans you're wearing don't have any pockets."
I see the black purse sitting between me and my new mommy. "Umm okay
that is good, so if I get infected or feel weird I will call her."
"Yes now my phone number is now programmed into your new pink iPhone X,
your other iPhone fell and broke so this one is more appropriate for you
now anyway. So before we drop you off you have four weeks to come back
to the doctors office for the follow up Vaginoplasty. I will see you
there, we will then leave from there on our road trip, okay sweetie?"
I am excited to have this over with, and go home finally. "Yes I need to
talk to my landlord and tell them I will be out of town for awhile, and
talk to my parents."
"Remember sweetie you have all that money in your account, now you can
buy your own house and not live in your friend's parents upstairs garage
apartment."
"Oh yea that is so true, I have always had a dream of living on the
beach." I smile thinking about buying a beach house. The large limo
stops. Mr Black gets out and opens the door and I notice I am in front
of my parent's house, not my tiny garage apartment. "Oh it looks like I
am here so I guess I will see you soon ma'am....mommy I am sorry, today
has been the craziest day of my life. Thank you again for all this
money, and the opportunity to join you on your adventure. I am looking
forward to our road trip."
"You are so welcome sweetie." I climb out of the stretch limo. "Oh don't
forget your purse sweetie." I watch as she leans out and hands Mr Black
the small purse. As he puts it over my shoulder as I stare at the large
man.
It doesn't register to me that I am walking up to my parents house with
a black purse over my shoulder until I am opening it to take my keys out
and I unlock the door. "Hi anyone home?"
"Oh hey Kelly I'm in the kitchen sweetie." I walk into the kitchen and
my real mommy turns and is two feet in front of me looking at me up and
down totally staring at me. "What are you wearing sweetie, are you
okay?"
I look to the right at the wall to ceiling hallway mirror seeing me and
my real mommy's reflection. I am in total shock seeing my mommy standing
next to a pretty girl until I realize that I am the pretty girl. My real
mommy's mouth is wide open as she stares at my pink finger nails and
looking down and seeing my toes nails have the matching color shining
from my flip flops I am wearing. Not to mention that I also have a black
purse over my shoulder.
But the look on her face when she stares between my legs seeing, oh my
god I now have a camel toe outline between my legs. I get so nervous I
want to cry as I look down, than up again staring into our reflections.
I see my new skinny jeans turning dark blue between my legs, I feel the
pee squirting down both sides of my legs as I start crying.
"What is going on with you Kelly? Did you just piss in your pants? I
know you turned 18 last week and you are now considered an adult, but
are you not feeling okay?" I don't know what to say, I am still crying
softly. "It will be okay sweetie, just tell mommy what is the matter. I
know boys these days are acting umm how do I say it, boys act different
from my generation." I look and she is staring at my pink nail polish on
my hands.
I am looking down not being able to have eye contact with my mother,
looking down I see my bright pink nail polish on my toes showing off in
my white flip flops. The feeling in my stomach doesn't go away from me
being so embarrassed that I pissed my pants. I can't tell mommy I had
surgery she would freak and try to have me committed or something. My
parents always teased me about having long hair and me being so petite,
even my little sister who is taller than me is always teasing me.
"Umm mommy, I mean mom I am umm, okay I just haven't been feeling very
good. I went to the pharmacy and they gave me something over the counter
but they said it might mess up my bladder control for a couple days, and
guess they are right mommy. I did not even know I went potty until I
felt it dripping down my legs mommy, I am so sorry."
My mom is hugging me patting me on the back like I am a small child or
toddler. "You are okay sweetie, everything will be okay. Well I am sorry
this happen you wetting yourself, but at least it happened at home and
not at work or in the mall. Oh that would of been a terrible thing,
don't you agree?"
"Yes mommy I guess you are right, it is good it happened here and not
out in the public." Leave it to my real mom to think of something
positive out of me pissing in my pants.
I feel mommy taking my hand. "Come upstairs sweetie and you can get
those wet clothes off. Is that your purse or I guess guys probably call
them a man bag, but I have a purse just like it. But not black like
yours, my purse is white." I pick my purse up and walk with mommy.
"Pink is your color sweetie your nail polish looks pretty on you. I am
afraid it isn't very manly like you always try to act since you are so
small. Yes I know you were born prematurely being 3 months early and you
have always been the smallest in your class it is not your fault
sweetie. you still wear children's sizes and not adult's."
Oh my god, how do I respond to my mom saying pink is my color and she
says my pink fingernail polish is pretty. I will just ignore her and
hope for the best. "Mom I need to get changed, do I still have any
clothes here? I know I took most of my clothes to Kevin's parents house
when I started renting their apartment above the garage from them when
Kevin went away to college."
"I am sorry sweetie there aren't any of your clothes, maybe one of your
old school uniforms from middle school which would probably fit you if
we could find them. First things first, you need to take a shower and
clean up. Plus we have to be to work soon."
Oh shit I forgot I had to work today. I smile to myself remembering I am
super rich now. "Umm I found a new job mommy so I really don't umm need
this job anymore," I say nervously.
"Well sweetie I got you this job working at my company so you need to
make sure you give at least two weeks notice so it doesn't make me or
you look bad."
We stop at my little sisters room and we walk into her bathroom. "Okay
sweetie get undressed and hop in the shower and clean up while I try to
find some clothes for you." I close the bathroom door and peel off the
skinny jeans. The pink thongs just came off with them and I left them on
the bathroom floor with my shirt.
"Mommy there isn't any soap in this bathroom, is there any out there?" I
turn the water on and look between my legs and I can't believe how girly
I look now between my legs. I never saw a real vagina, only on porn
sites. Well mine isn't real, but sure looks real.
I see the shampoo and I start washing my hair and then conditioning it
as the flower smell hits me. Oh well I look like a girl between my legs
now my hair smells girly too. "Your sister doesn't use bar soap anymore,
she only uses liquid soap sweetie, so it is in the pink bottle, but it's
not for your hair it will burn so only use it on your body, okay
sweetie?"
"Okay I see it thanks mommy." What the hell I keep calling her mommy
like I did when I was a small child. Must be because I am also calling
my new boss mommy. That is probably why I keep doing it now here also. I
apply the soapy liquid all over my body and it feels nice, like it is
deep cleaning with giving me tingles through out my whole body. Wow my
body feels so much softer for some reason since my surgery. I start
running my hands up my sides wiping the soap off.
Looking down at my pink toenails I want to scream or yell I have no clue
how to get the pink nail polish off. My little pink fingernail hands try
to rub the polish off my feet, then my fingernails. That is when I see
the drain starting to back up from being packed with hair, not even
realizing till I see how shiny my arms and legs are now. I step out of
the shower and start drying off with one of the towels on the rack.
"I put your jeans and panties into the wash sweetie. Are you sure you
don't want to talk to me about anything I mean, pink nail polish, pink
thong panties, tight skinny jeans, you know you can tell me anything ya
know?"
I roll my eyes with no freaking answer possible that would explain this
except I am super rich now, which I better not share or mother would
freak, and never believe me anyway. "Mommy I am naked or almost." My mom
just walks into the bathroom carrying a pile of clothes.
"Now I know you want to fight me on this but if you had an accident in
your own house you can have one at anytime. I want you to wear one of
your sister's old pull-ups unless you want me to put a diaper on you
Kelly. And no I don't have any panties your size like the ones I put in
the laundry that you were wearing under those peed in skinny jeans. I
will look through your sister's really old clothes and see if there are
any panties in there later."
Oh my god what do I do, I know she is right. I could have another
accident at any time. I should have listened to the doctor and weare a
diaper leaving the hospital. "Now come here sweetie I see you have the
towel wrapped around your waist so just step into the pull-up for mommy
sweetie." Oh my god am I really having my mother putting a pull-up on
me?
"But mommy is this really necessary? I mean you said I have to go to
work and ummm." Oh my god if I peed myself while I was sitting at my
desk at my little cubical answering the phone being a telemarketer, I
wouldn't know what to do I would be so embarrassed.
I hate my mommy always making sense. If I tell her I have millions and
millions of dollars with me showing up wear girls skinny jeans and pink
thongs and not to mention my damn fingernails and toes painted bright
pink, how could I forget. She would try to keep my money and have me
committed for wearing all this girly stuff.
"Okay you're right, I get it, I don't think I will have another
accident, but yea I guess I should be prepared since I cannot believe I
had an accident and wet my pants." I feel my mommy's hand on my leg as I
lift up my leg than the other.
I hold on to the towel for dear life, how would I explain if the towel
dropped and she sees my boy parts being gone and looking like I had a
vagina now, even though I know it's fake. I would never be able to
convince anyone I wasn't all girl seeing me naked. The feeling of the
pull-up being pulled up my legs is intoxicating until I feel the towel
drop to my toes.
"Oh stop it I saw you naked when you were a little boy." I feel the
pull-up diaper wrapped around my bottom, thank god my mom was behind me
only seeing my naked bottom.
Looking down I see the diaper is now wrapped around my waist making me
look like a toddler or even a baby. "Oh yes much better, it is amazing
how these little girl pull-ups fit you perfectly. Speaking of little
girls, how long have you been wearing pink panties sweetie?" I have no
clue to tell her I have been wearing them for years but the panties she
saw of mine aren't even mine but where bought for me.
"I guess it doesn't mater now when you started wearing panties sweetie,
I have always known that you were just a little bit petite and never saw
you with a girlfriend, so I figure you would be gay so I guess it makes
sense you wearing panties, especially pink ones."
Holy shit all the years I took my sister's panties and I wore them
everywhere, now my mom says all this to me. "Your legs are so smooth and
soft sweetie, how long have you been shaving your legs sweetie?"
"Umm mommy I mean mom, I umm do not shave my legs, I used the liquid
soap you said to use in the shower and all my body hair came off. Well
except for the hair on my head I guess."
I look at mommy holding a light pink tee shirt. "Lift your arms up
sweetie so I can put this camisole, it's like a tee shirt that boys wear
but we don't have any boy's clothes here since you moved out son, so you
will have to wear you little sister's clothes to work today. Now lift
your hands up, or do I need to pull your panties down or in this case
your diaper and give you a spanking?"
"Okay okay mommy." I lift my arms up and feel the soft sleeveless
camisole slip over me. "Now sit on the bed and let me get you dressed."
I do as I am told and I can feel the socks and then shoes slide on my
feet as I rub my eyes not believing my mommy is dressing me. "Ya know
mommy I am 18 years old, I can dress myself mommy." I try not to roll my
eyes cause that would for sure get me a spanking.
"Yes I know that, but you can get dressed by yourself tomorrow for work,
but today we are going to be late if I have to wait for you. Now lift
your arms up one more time sweetie." Oh I guess she is right, like she
is going to do whatever she wants to me anyway.
I feel the flowered shirt being pulled over my head. Both my arms push
through the puffy sleeves. The shirt is on the long side while I feel my
mommy pulling it down around me until she stops in the back. I can feel
her buttoning this shirt up in the back.
"Wow mommy I can't reach those buttons at all." I feel mommy motion for
me to sit back on the edge of the bed.
I rub my eyes starting to look up at mommy. "I know I have been telling
you to get your hair cut since you started high school four years ago,
but I can actually say now I am glad you have long girly hair sweetie.
You fit into your little sister's old clothes perfectly."
I roll my eyes hearing mommy's comments. "Mommy I don't want to wear my
sister's clothes. Did you say I am wearing her old clothes?" I am like
shocked.
"Yes sweetie you are too petite or too small to fit into her regular
clothes, she is much taller than you are sweetie. Now do not move your
head so I can do your hair and then you can tell me about your new job
on the way to your regular job okay?"
Looking down at myself sitting on the edge of the bed I can't see my
feet, but looking at the shirt I am wearing it is very long and looks
way too girly for me to wear. "Umm mommy this shirt of my sister's you
picked does fit me I know. but it looks way too girly especially for me
to wear to work. I mean wearing it at home is one thing. but people at
work already make fun of my long hair and saying I am too young to be
working there. We should stop by my apartment, then I can get changed
okay?"
"Sorry sweetie Kevin's parents left for the next 45 days because the
whole house and the garage including your tiny apartment is covered with
a massive tarp because of termite damage, it is being bombed and the
whole house is not able to have access. I know they told you when they
let you move in last month knowing that it was only going to be a short
time before this happens and you had to move home with your sister and
I."
Damn I remember them telling me that, but I thought I still had a few
weeks. "So what am I going to do without all my stuff? All my clothes
are there mommy."
"No worries sweetie, you can continue to wear your little sister's old
clothes and then you can get all your old clothes back after they open
it up in 45 days." I continue to feel mommy brushing my hair then she
pulls it back. "I am going to put your hair in a ponytail sweetie, then
we have to hurry to work."
This just sucks but what can I do? Mommy is right about work, they gave
me a job when no one else would because I was so small. I guess this is
what mommy always said, don't burn a bridge. These people treated me
good, so I will have to give them 2 weeks notice, which I guess is cool.
I mean how bad can it be to wear my 14 year old sister's clothes. I
wonder how old she was wearing these clothes.
"Mommy how old was my little sister when she wore these clothes?" I try
not to think about my little sister because she was the main reason I
moved out as soon as I could. Miley would pick on me and tease me
anytime she could. She has been teasing me my whole life, even before
she had both her growth spurts and became taller or way taller than me.
Mommy stands up and looks at me sitting down on the edge of my little
sister's bed. "Well that's the best I can do with your hair for now
sweetie. I just put it in a high ponytail so you will be able to type
and answer the phone at work. If we had more time I would trim your
bangs up, tomorrow I will do that for you sweetie okay?"
"Okay let's go sweetie, stand up. I would say looking at you now she was
probably maybe 12 years old when she wore that outfit. To be honest you
look very good wearing this outfit, and you look much older too." I
think I saw my mom roll her eyes like she was teasing me, but I cannot
be sure.
I stand up and feel mommy take my hand. We start walking and we pass my
sisters wall to ceiling mirror. I stop in my tracks seeing the
reflection of mommy holding my hand. "Holy shit mommy is that me? I
can't wear this to work, no freaking way. I look like a girl mommy."
"Oh stop it or we are going to be late and I am a manager and can't
afford to be late." I stare at myself in the mirror and I cannot move.
"Sweetie yes you do look like a girl in that cute outfit, but when you
walked in the house earlier you looked like a girl also, and to be
honest sweetie no offensive but you have always looked like a girl at
home, school, and work. You just look like a cute girl now."
I am in shock listening to my mom. "You see sweetie since your first day
of work there almost two years ago my bosses always would refer to you
as my daughter. My bosses always would say how good you are doing, and
how good my daughter Kelly is doing in the telemarketing department and
how far she will go with her positive attitude. I have never corrected
them."
"But mommy look at me now, I am wearing my little sister's lace socks
and Mary Jane shoes with the little strap over my feet. I also thought I
was wearing my little sister's shirt, but look at me mommy, this isn't a
shirt, it is a dress, right?"
I try to pull the short dress down so it doesn't look so short in the
mirror barely covering my diapered plastic panties. The dress has cap
sleeves, they're so puffy, and has a floral pattern all over with light
pink as the main color. "Yes sweetie you are wearing a dress, one of
your sister's very pretty ones. Is this the first time you have worn one
of her dresses sweetie, you can be honest with mommy." I feel her
holding my hand as we walk to the front door. I am trying to think of a
response to mommy's comments as I notice we are now outside.
"Mommy I can't go to work wearing a freaking dress, please mommy," I say
feeling the breeze going up my now smooth legs as we walk to her car.
Mommy opens the door for me. "Here sweetie don't forget your purse. I
took some stuff out and put a spare pull-up in case you had an accident
again."
I cannot believe I am outside wearing a dress. I guess I should get used
to it since my new job I will have to wear one all the time. "Now
sweetie pull your hand behind your dress and tuck it under you bottom
before you sit in the car or you will show everyone your panties or in
your case everyone will see your diaper."
"Mommy this is like the girliest dress ever invented, can't I wear a
less girlie dress please before we leave? I mean some of my little
sister's old pants or jeans." I watch as she starts the car smiling
while she looks at me. I look in the car mirror and I notice that I have
a pink hair tie in my ponytail that is on top of my head like all my
sisters wear. I feel a little pee start to go in my diaper as I try not
to cry like the little girl I look like now.
End of Part 2
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