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Check List Complete By Mary Beth Sanford Copyright © 2019 Mary Beth Sanford All rights reserved. This story or parts thereof may not be reproduced in any form, stored in any retrieval system, or transmitted in any form by any means--electronic, mechanical, photocopy, recording, or otherwise. Mary Beth Sanford Second Draft Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. There may also be sex between consenting partners over the age of 18 which may include sexual fetish elements and role- playing. Dedicated to every doll I've pretended to hate dressing. Characters Created For This Story Ash Morgan, AKA Wendi Sandy Bennett, Foreman, Brighten Air Services Helen Pennyworth (Ash's Landlady) Rose Marianne, Ash's neighbor and mother of Sally the toddler Chapters: Introduction Diapers Diagnosis Diaper Choices Helen's Help A Rose is Rose is a Rose Baby Diapers Double Check Diaper Time The Baby Section Accessories Wingman Baby Mode A Wing And A Prayer Give Me A Hand Sex, Or Get Off The Bed Sex On The Tarmac Lunch Time Confession Unicorns and Diapers Shopping For The Baby A Girl Named Wendi Doll Clothes Check Out Wendi Games Wendi Doll Clothes Sex In The Suburbs Dresses and Intimates Check List Complete My Dress Me Doll Dolly Time Introduction They had nothing in common except the aircraft they worked on. Then one day he landed in her lap, literally and suddenly everything changed. The two least likely people to fall in love did, and all because he couldn't keep his grip and she could. Chapter Diapers Ash stood just outside the doctor's office squinting in the warm, bright sunlight allowing a moment for his eyes to adjust. Thankfully his sunglasses had darkened just inside the glass doors. It was as bright as a paparazzo's flash bulb he joked without knowing why as he fished for his car keys. finding them he paused another second to remember where he parked. Ash moved under a bit of shade to wonder with a bitter irony how his new disability might impact his job, deciding first how he'd even explain it? Deciding a second after that he'd never try - ever! "Damn it," Ash whispered to himself as he turned to his right to walk towards the West parking lot. His bright yellow Ford Ranger always brought a smile to his face. It had been a whimsical choice on the color at the time. No one he knew owned a yellow car or truck, but the Transformer named Bumblebee was one of his favorites characters in the Transformer movies and there you have it. He reached it, climbed in and left the door open while starting the air conditioner full for a moment. The small generous cab cooled quickly as he settled in. He sat there talking to his version of Bumblebee with the air full on cooling down the interior comfortable. "Now what?" Of course the other advantage he had with the little mid size truck and a custom made back cushion was he could reach the pedals. Of all the small trucks Ash had looked at the Ranger with the extended cab was the most unique because of the seats sliding travel. The bench went all the way forward to give access to the small jump seats in back. It was the perfect truck for a short person. "So there was that diagnosis? Detrusor instability?" Ash whispered, snickered and whispered it again, this time out loud, as he shifted the truck into reverse as he twisted around before backing out of his slot. He was asking the question to himself? He knew what it meant? "It means DIAPERS, dummy, that's what it means." Chapter Diagnosis "Detrusor instability, what the hell was that all about," Ash whispered again looking around suddenly even as he said it. He feared someone might hear and actually know what it did mean. What a mouth full he mused thinking back to the doctor's office as he reached the edge of the parking lot. Doctor's words till he asked the doctor himself. Urge incontinence was the layman's term. In Ash's case, as with most, the doctor warned, it was characterized by spontaneous and uninhibited contraction of his Detrusor muscle during bladder filling. For the healthy person the muscles relax allowing the bladder to fill, then contract to help the bladder empty. In Ash's case the muscles were contracting whenever they wanted. Ash's doctor suspected that his bladder pressure was exceeding the urethral pressure and that differential was the key to his sudden light incontinence. His bladder was making him piss himself. And there you have it? The doctor made it all sound so clinical, so simple. Except Ash didn't have it! He didn't get it he thought bitterly. He sat there on the exam table with another hospital diaper tucked between his legs, hearing the words, but not one syllable about a cure. Just more test. Ash's doctor, based on that preliminary diagnosis, did schedule a series of test including something he called a Cystometry. Another big word he took to the nurse at the desk for scheduling. Something special to evaluate how Ash's bladder was functioning. Ash's doctor also suspected a muscle or nerve problem which was interfering with the bladder's ability to hold or release urine normally. Ash's doctor, with an apology, just wasn't sure which. Ash was sure... He was wetting himself, just ask him? So there Ash stood looking down at the nurse who was looking down at her book. Ash did the math: two weeks more to get scheduled in for the test, add a day to take the test, one or two weeks to wait for the test results. Get those results to his doctor, another week, and schedule another appointment adding on another couple of weeks. Then right back to the doctors for those results! A month and a half, maybe two and there he would be sitting in that same exact spot on top of another diaper hearing those same exact words: "I'm just not sure Ash?" All that before even a hint of a cure? For the doctor it would be at least six weekends of golf. A month and a half driving around manicured lawns in a cart. For Ash it was a life time later and five more packages of disposable diapers. And in the end the best the doctor could do was tell him his symptoms might still be idiopathic. Idiopathic? What a word that was. Idiopathic Ash mumbled, and laughed as he pulled his directional and turn for the path home. Another buzz word his doctor used to suggest, for the moment at least, that a specific cause could not be clearly identified. A word just big enough to justify his co-pay Ash had said and the doctor himself even laughed. "Yes and no," his doctor had said. "Yes, it was clear that his incontinence could most likely be traced back to his rupture." "Because yes, it had been pretty traumatic, obviously." "Which meant, yes there was something connecting his problem to his accident, but what that connection was just wasn't clear yet." "So you don't really know?" "Not yet? Sometimes Ash medicine was just guess work." How that problem traced through his body and the problems he was currently having wasn't exactly clear, but the doctor was sure there was a link. Duh, Ash had said. Ash didn't need a doctor to tell him that since he didn't start leaking until right after his accident that it had something to do with his accident. What it really meant, besides a very large doctor bill for that month, was that his doctor had no idea what might still be causing Ash's "little problem" or how long he'd have it. Or what to do about fixing it? What it really meant was that Ash, unlike most adults, if he didn't wear a diaper, would be walking around with wet pants. The doctor did suggest more test. Additional test? Some a bit more evasive, some not covered by his insurance. They might help determine a cause, but then again they might not, his doctor advised. There were also some new medicines and some exercises he might also try. Lots of things still to do. Meanwhile Ash would continue to "piddle" - uncontrollably. Medically he had a strong, sudden need to urinate, followed by his immediate bladder contraction that he had no control over. That contraction sadly and unfortunately would continue into the foreseeable future resulting in a little leakage. "A little leakage?" Other than that, the doctor noted, Ash was healthy, nearly fully recovered and with only a minor bit of adaptation Ash's life could be perfectly normal. "Minor bit of adaptation," Ash yelled at the red light as he gripped his steering wheel waiting for the light to change. "Normal life? Normal? Really? Hey doc! NORMAL LIFE? Did you really say that? Would you like to see me with my pants down? if you haven't noticed Doc, I'm wearing a diaper! You try asking a girl you're about to engage in a little foreplay to wait just a moment while you go to the bathroom to change out of your diaper." Someone behind him blew their horn. He waved an apology and eased to catch up with the car ahead. "Normal life? Hello?" Twenty minutes later he pulled into his parking space. Normal, Ash mused with a sarcastic grin. Laying in bed naked with a girl was normal. Laying in bed with a disposable diaper on next to her wasn't normal. A girl staying overnight would be considered normal except that particular "normal thing" was no longer possible unless she was into playing mommy and liked laying with someone dressed like a baby? Ash's choices or choice, when he left the doctor's office and according to the doctor, would be disposable diapers since catheters were out of the question. Those urinary devices adults use were too big for him. He was too short. So short that the bag would nearly touch the ground. Ash had left the doctor's office slightly frustrated. Chapter Diaper Choices Ash was no closer to a solution other than which diaper to chose. Another irony! At least for those he had a huge choice he mused bitterly. Diapers, as bad as those sounded, would at least manage his problem for now and help eliminate his growing fear of actually having a very real and very public accident. Last thing he needed to worry about was having an accident. For the time being at least he'd been using the hospitals and they worked well enough. Their diapers were God awful green double tape diapers for a small co-pay but those were about to end. They ended with his stay and outpatient status. So, first thing he needed to worry about was what kind of diapers he might wear? He had a week's worth of diapers left from the hospital, and a week's worth of medical leave as he trudged up the steps to his apartment. That was going to be first Ash decided sitting at his kitchen table with his lap top. He was eating scrambled eggs when it became obvious his choices were vast. He had snickered a little because while he was also learning about diapers he was also learning about those people that wore them. There were a hundred reasons why you might have to wear a diaper, and as he was coming to realize maybe just as many reasons for liking them. Half of what came back from the search engine was adults wearing diapers just because they liked wearing diapers. How odd that was, Ash mused as he finally clicked on a popular Pharmacy site. He definitely wasn't buying them because he liked them, he mused as he clicked on Incontinent Aids. He clicked off quickly at the knock on his door. Ash pulled the lap top screen down to shut the computer. Ash paused a moment and sat frozen. The guilt from looking at baby diapers lingered. "Ash," Ash's landlady Ms. Pennyworth yelled from the other side as she knocked again. "It's unlocked," Ash said cursing silently. He only just remembered he was suppose to stop by her place first and let her know what the doctor had said. "Hi." "Hi." So?" Ms. Pennyworth asked coming into the kitchen. "Sorry about that Helen," Ash said. "I got caught up in my own thoughts and passed right by your door without thinking. I just completely forgot." "I suspected as much. And good morning to you to Ash! Never mind all that, how did your last visit go?" What would he tell his landlady if anything at all. She knew he was having problems and, in fact, it was at her insistence he go back and see the doctor before letting them release him. An infection, if that was what was giving him problems, could be deadly if left alone, she'd insisted and Ash agreed. "Good morning back." "Come on, stop the delay, never mind that. You were suppose to stop by and give me a status? You didn't. So, give? What did the doctor say?" Helen asked with genuine concern on her face. If there was a bright side in Ash's life it really was Helen Pennyworth, his landlady. "You're right and I'm sorry and it's not an infection. It's most likely from the accident, but he's not sure how it's connected yet? So just symptoms. Good news is it's not life threatening. Bad news is it's going to kill my social life." Ash managed to say while struggling with how to explain the rest. Ash did manage to give her all of the buzz words the doctor used. He'd gone as far as he could till he finally blurted out that he'd need "something" to help him "manage" his little problem. That's when Helen laughed. Not so much a laugh as a sarcastic snicker before she said that she knew exactly what he was going through. "I need diapers and you're snickering," Ash said feeling comfortable enough around Helen to use the word diapers. Chapter Helen's Help Her laugh she said was because at least half, if not all of her friends, the older ones at least, over the past few years have begun trying to manage their own "little problems". Fortunately Helen wasn't one of them, but it was only a matter of time she'd noted adding that it was the downside of growing older. "Leave it to you to make me feel better," Ash said over her snickering. "Ash, no kidding, you're male so you don't pay any attention to this but over half the population, that's females by the way, uses pads once a month. The feeling of something like a diaper between our legs is normal? On top of that and I'm guessing here but at least a third of people over 65 have a problem with incontinence. Trust me Ash, it's not like you're a lone wolf in this." "I know, but I'm the one in this apartment that has to wear them." "So you have a need, big deal! Fill it and get over it! So have you thought about what brand?" Helen asked. "Brand? No, I haven't even looked to see what's out there." "Then that should be first." "Funny you should say that. I was doing just that when you knocked. Trouble is buying whatever it is I need to buy is going to be about as hard as wearing whatever it is I end up buying," Ash said with a frustrated tone and a shrug turning his lap top as he lifted the top to show Helen the array of adult diapers as he lifted the screen. "Okay Ash, here is your first problem honey, you're looking at adult diapers." "Yes? So?" "Ash, forgive me for saying this and it's not intended to insult you, but there is no way in hell you're going to find an adult diaper small enough to fit comfortably." "Diapers and fitting comfortably doesn't sound like they go together?" "I'm talking about size here." "Size?" "Ash, look at you. No offense again, but you are definitely shopping in the wrong section, and frankly that's a good thing." "So you're saying I'm out of luck with adult diapers and that's a good thing," Ash said looking crushed. "Yes of course. In fact, I'm saying you've got the best kind of luck," Helen said. "Ash, without exact measurements, I'll bet you could easily fit into maybe a size five disposable diaper. At least it's possible? For sure a size six, and I'll guarantee you a size seven is going to wrap around you easily." "What are you saying?" "Ash, think about it? What that really means is a size six disposable baby diaper with a soaker in it, or for that matter a size six or size seven diaper under plastic panties would get you through an entire night's sleep without a change." "Five? Six? Seven? Plastic pants? What in God's name are you talking about?" "Honey, those are diaper sizes? Diapers! I'm talking about baby diapers honey. Baby diapers that you can wear. Those are the sizes baby disposable diapers come in. Actually those sizes: five, six and seven are more like toddler sizes but still, those are diapers you can fit into. At least the six and seven for sure." "And you know this?" "Absolutely! The major brands like Pampers, Huggies, Luvs or the equivalent all sell their diapers by numbers," Helen said. "Just so you know, all diaper manufacturers start their diaper sizes at the beginning with size one." "Baby diapers," Ash said in a slightly disquieting voice. Chapter A Rose is Rose is a Rose "Hey, calm down. Seriously? Honey, baby diapers, adult diapers? It's all the same. Think about it? It's that old proverb A Rose is Rose is a Rose... A diaper is a diaper is a diaper? Except it's not. For someone your size there is a definite advantage here!" "What possible advantage do I have fitting into baby diapers?" "Ash, give it a second and think about it? It's a huge advantage," Helen said excitedly. "Like what?" "Like construction for one thing. Adults are not expected to move around as much as a baby might so the filler... that stuff that absorbs your accidents goes right down the middle in adult diapers. Baby diapers have filler all the way to the sides. Major advantage. Second is their single tapes instead of two on either side! Much easier to get on and off. While you're thinking the only real difference is size, what that really translates to is cost per diaper?" "Cost?" "Yes, cost? Huge advantage! Huge! The cost per diaper for a baby drops by at least two thirds compared to an adult's. Think about that? With you in baby diapers you've got more absorption, lower cost and convenience," Helen said. "And don't forget stature." "Stature? How so?" "Your stature really is perfect honey? You're perfect for children's diapers." "I'm afraid to ask." "It's true! Forgive me for saying this Ash, but you're short! That's a good thing because it means a small distance in rise. Plus your thin as a rail. Tell you what. Let me show you something okay. Wait here," Helen said getting up and walking towards his door. "Wait here? I'm not going anywhere? I'm home. Where you going?" Ash yelled. "Be right back," Helen yelled back and was gone. Ash was still fuming without knowing why when she came back holding a cloth tape that she used for sewing. She sat back down at the table and had Ash come to her and stand there in front of her with his arms up. She let the tape unfurl then took it up to put around his waist. "Are you wearing a diaper now?" "Yes," Ash said feeling his face flush. "Good, then the measurements will be worst case." "Great." "Anyway, the three key measurements are your waist, around your thigh and the rise. The rise is the measure from waist to waist going between the legs. Now hold still for a second," Helen said as she typed in a search that produced a sewing site. She typed 'baby diapers' then 'measurements' and then brought the tape around Ash's waist. She looked at the measurements on the tape then back at the site for a second. "Look at that! What did I tell you," Helen said as pointing at the tape and then comparing that measurement to the screen, "Here, don't take my word for it, look for yourself." "What am I looking at?" "Right there! Medium waist for a baby or in this case a toddler is about 14 to 19 inches, your waist is 20 inches. You've got a waist one inch bigger than a medium toddler." "Medium waist what?" Ash asked. "For baby diapers! For Patterns! If I was to pick a diaper pattern in a medium that's just one inch less than your waist. So you need a large! A large diaper for babies... for babies mind you, is a diaper that fits a waist size from 16 to 21 inches. A diaper with that waist size is a size 6 diaper for disposable diaper," Helen said. "And this? An extra large diaper, still for a baby I should add, is 17 to 22.5 inches. Which is a size 7 for disposable diapers." "So how does all that translate to me then?" "Don't you see? It's like I said... a size 5 disposable diaper would be snug on you, but in a pinch I'll bet you could wear it under baby pants with your jeans and never be noticed! A size 6 disposable diaper would be a nearly perfect fit and with baby pants over it about the safest for day wear. You'd most likely swim in a Pampers size 7 but then again you'd have room for a insert or an extra soaker for night time meaning an all night diaper. If you wore baby pants over a size 7 diaper you could wet to your heart's content." "It's still not completely clear yet? Why am I wearing baby pants?" "I'm just saying. What it looks like is you could wear a size 6 as your day to day diaper. Although if it were me I'd still add a pair of waterproof baby panties for safeties sake, and that would take of your day time needs. Then I'd use a size 7 for night time wear with at least a soaker under another pair of waterproof panties for all night protection." "Pampers again?" "That's just one brand as an example. Don't get hung up on the name. I could just as easily have said Huggies or Luvs', not counting the generics, You can get some really good deals with the generics. There are a half dozen brands that go to size six. A couple of them go to size seven. "It's not so much that as what I'm seeing here on the site. I mean I'm looking at their size 6 diapers and they've all got baby versions of that children's program on them? I can just imagine getting into another accident and some nurse seeing Elmo peeking out at her when she unbuttons my pants." Well, if you don't care about designs go with the generics sold by the big box stores or go with some of the newer designs?" "Newer designs?" "You know? Pictures of animals, flowers, that sort of thing. But, if you get over that hang-up about what's on the front and back you could be paying a whole lot less for each diaper because one brand or another is always on sale." "Seriously?" "Seriously! I mean who cares if you're wearing baby animals or flowers if you're saving a nickel a diaper?" "Easy for you to say." Chapter Baby Diapers "You want me to buy baby diapers with cute little animals on them to save money?" Ash asked as Helen started pounding on the keys of his computer. A second later diapers started appearing again. She clicked on Pampers size six and a package of disposables came up with a count of 144 showing a cost of $49.99. There was a small discount for a subscription price or one time purchase but the unit cost was $.35 cents apiece. "Think about that price? Come on Ash do the math? Tell you what, let's stay with one size for the moment. Three diapers a day, plus one diaper at night for bed? That's $1.40 a day for seven days or $9.80 a week. That package of 144 would last you 36 days. A little over a month. In fact, let's go with both a size 6 and 7. Let's say you buy that package of 144 count and a small package of size 7, some plastic vinyl snap on or pull on panties and you're set for day and night." "Plastic pants?" Ash said in surprise. "Of course! Plastic pants would be insurance! Say you're out running around shopping or something and it's been awhile. Those plastic panties are your last barrier to dryness. I'd seriously consider the plastic panties. Something like the Dappi Waterproof brand. They are 100% Nylon Diaper Pants, silky, and come two to a package, in white and will fit a large baby or a size 7." "Silky? Why silky?" "You want the silky! Silky slides under your jeans." "How do you know all of this?" "Well, first of all I wear slips so I know silky first hand, but I also know about toddlers. Our neighbor! Ash, if you paid attention has a toddler and if you promise not to panic or have heart palpitations that little girl is a cubby toddler." "What does she got to do with me?" "Like I said, don't panic over this, but you and her are the same size in diapers and baby pants. She wears a size 6 disposable diaper. Same size as you! I know this only because I just made her a onesie for her third birthday and had her measurements so I know what she's wearing because I used one of those Dappi baby pants to measure her onesie with," Helen noted. "Wait a second? Are you telling me I'm the same size as a three year old toddler girl in this building?" Ash asked. "Not exactly! I said you wear the same size only for diapers and plastic pants," Helen said and then added, "Which is why I said don't panic or have a heart attack. Which isn't the same unless you want to cover yours in ruffles which by the way would be adorable and just so you know, I've got the patterns now." "Thanks but no thanks." Helen laughed. "The point I'm making is you've got options!" "Boy what a relief. So if I want to start dressing like a three year old toddler girl I've already got you with sewing patterns," Ash said laughing. "Well, I've got a whole pattern book of some really adorable clothes when you decide to go that route," Helen said laughing. "As for panties, like I said, I can put you into some really adorable ruffles either across your bottom or around your legs by the end of today. Heck, give me till morning and I'll have an adorable matching top that you can wear as a set to bed." "You are amazing," Ash said as he added, "Ruffled panties and a top to match in under a day?" "Wait a second? Are saying you're interested?" "You make wearing baby diapers sound doable," Ash yelled, "AND NO HELEN, I'm not interested. Don't you even think about it!" "Well, that's too bad, but at least it could be practical! I mean minus the ruffles and tops that is," Helen said. "What's practical?" "Pajamas." "I can sleep without pajamas but thanks for the offer." Again Helen stepped in with that glass half full attitude of hers reminding Ash that twenty minutes between an overwhelming urge to urinate didn't give you much time for anything but a constant need to find places to relieve yourself and who wants to live like that. Ash's quality of life, Helen noted in all seriousness, was being determined almost literally by his access to toilets and simply put, that needed to end. As far as Helen was concerned deciding to wear diapers should be an easy decision for Ash, and if he was too embarrassed to buy them then he really should let her do that. Or start ordering them on line. Ash with a great sense of relief looked at her, got up and hugged her and said thank you. According to Helen, it all came down to neighbors helping neighbors. Chapter Double Check "Let's double check your sizes." Helen pulled her sewing tape back out carefully took his measurements around his waist, thighs and between his legs again this time writing them down. That measurement between his legs was a bit more embarrassing for the "rise" but she had it all when she was done. All they needed then was a brand to decide on. Helen stood there rolling her tape up and then stopped. The look on her face was one of curiosity. "What?" "I just had a thought? You willing to try something?" Helen asked and then added, "Means pushing past your hang-ups a little more, but it would answer a lot of questions before we go out shopping?" "I guess I'm game. You've been on the mark sofar," Ash said. "But only if you promise to go shopping with me." "I promise." "So what's the idea?" "I was just thinking I'd borrow one of Sally's diapers and a pair of those Dappi plastic pants and you can see if they fit or how they fit. Like I said her diaper is a six and the panties are a large," Helen said. "And yes, before you ask, the diaper has decorations on it which is why I said you'd have to push past your hang-ups. The thing is Ash you'd know how they fit and how your clothes fit over them both." "You're right, I do have hang-ups, but I guess so! Okay, fine, I'll close my eyes," Ash said. "Wait? What are you going to tell Sally's mother?" "I'm already sewing a little skirt for her and I'll just tell her I need to know how many gores to add to cover her diaper and panties," Helen said. "What's a gore?" Ash asked. "That's a panel. It's what makes the skirt a circle or in this case more than a circle. For Sally it would need to be a little more than a full circle," Helen said. "Jesus," Ash said. "What?" Helen asked looking concerned. "Nothing, I was just thinking is all." "Come on, you've gone this far? Tell me?" "It's just that a skirt for Sally would fit me wouldn't it?" Ash asked. "You know what? I hadn't thought about it till you just asked, but yes, I suppose it would. I'd have to make it a little longer to hide your diaper? Or not! I mean if that's all your wearing, unless we go with the ruffles then no I'd keep it a little short." "Damn it Helen!" "Just saying. Oh my God, now how cute would that be?" "Never mind! That wasn't why I was asking," Ash said shaking his head. Ash was still shaking his head as Helen left. She was gone about five minutes. When she returned she was holding two diapers, disposables, and clearly meant for a girl and two pair of plastic panties. Helen handed Ash one of the diapers and a pair of the baby pants. "We're in luck! Rose just started using Gerber plastic baby pants for Sally and she's also switched diapers. As for the Gerber baby pants they are just a tiny bit bigger than the Dappi brand but just as silky and she says they seem to hold up just as well. That may be true, but I think we should go with what we know and stay with the Dappi panties for now. As for these diapers, I think these plastic back Puffy's from the Big Block Lots are actually going to be better." "Puffy's?" Ash asked looking at the glassy surface and thick folded diaper she handed him. "The brand she's using now," Helen said. "They are a couple of cents cheaper and plastic back which makes them a little more crinkly, but with the baby pants over them that shouldn't be a problem. It's just that they are much more absorbent which in the long run would give you more time between changes." "Fair enough," Ash moaned taking the thick Puffy brand diaper and the Dappi baby pants Helen had brought with her. "Okay, I'll be in my apartment. When you're ready, let me know if those work and if you want to shop. By the way, they sell a soaker pad you can use with those for night time." "Thanks Helen. Thanks for everything," Ash said sincerely. "I'll call you in a bit." Chapter Diaper Time Ash waited till he was alone before going to his bedroom to strip. In spite of his embarrassment and humiliation over what he was about to do there was a hint of erotica in putting himself into a baby's diaper under baby pants. More so that it was meant for a girl. His erection was a contradiction to the protest he expressed and that now added guilt to his protest as he laid the bath towel down on top of his bed as a make shift changing pad. He'd need baby powder he mused as he laid over the diaper and spread his legs over the natural forming cup shape the diaper took when he laid it open. Ash laid so the back edge sat at the middle of his back before he gripped the front and tugged it between his legs. He focused next on bringing the diapers elasticedge at the back even with his own near the tail bone before joining the two sides. He peeled one side of the large tapes, starting with the left, then right, closing the diaper easily and securely. He ran a finger between the ruffled gathering around each side of the leg opening. It was a feminine look that ruffle. There was a noticeable difference between the hospital style diaper he'd just peeled off and the baby diaper he'd just tapped himself into. Helen was right about the padding going to the edge. Not only did it make the diaper fuller but it actually cupped his testicles in an oddly erotic way as his loins warmed slightly. There was that and the small ruffling around the leg openings that teased at his thoughts. The soft feminine pastels and baby animals made him feel very childish, slightly girlish. Ash hadn't intended for his diapering to be erotic but as he placed his hand over the diapers front he pressed and rubbed slightly and the sensations were just too good to ignore. He did so again, this time with intent and continued till he exploded into the diapers silky padding. The crinkling had filled his ears with sound while the silk like texture of plastic that covered the outside joined with the inside padding. It screamed diaper which screamed "baby" way more than the ugly green hospital diapers had. He almost put the thumb from his other hand in his mouth till he realized what he was doing. "Damn," Ash whispered as he rubbed his penis till it was soft under the diaper. "That was a little intense." In an odd, but satisfying way there was a kind of justification because he was now flaccid as he repositioned his penis under his diaper. He moved off the bed rubbing himself one last time for the last bits of pleasure as he grabbed the baby pants and stepped into them bringing them over the thick diaper. They fit him perfectly with room to spare. The diaper also fit him perfectly. In the front it tapered from the sides to a puffy "V" disappearing between his thighs while the back had a cute fluffy, slightly rounded bottom where that "V" merged. "That answers that question," Ash whispered turning from side to side. Ash admired it all a little longer before slipping his jeans on. The diaper and baby pants mashed some and he had to at his desk and wiggle a little to close the zipper but he finally got the jeans to close. The pants were pushed to their limit but didn't puff nearly as bad as he imagined they might which had worried him. Someone might have guessed he was diapered, but wearing his shirt out took that last bit of worry away. He reached for the phone when he stepped into his loafers. "All set," Ash said after Helen's "Hello." "Lift your shirt," Helen said standing in the living room after Ash arrived. Ash did and turned a full circle. "And you're wearing both that diaper I gave you and those baby pants?" "Both." "Amazing fit. Ready to shop?" "As ready as I'll ever be I suppose." Chapter The Baby Section Ash and Helen went straight to the baby section and oddly Ash's erection returned when he passed the racks and began to note the sizes for most of the clothes were in those same sizes as his diaper and baby pants. He'd never paid any attention to it before. Clearly they wouldn't fit him because he was much taller than a toddler but just the notion that as far as his waist was concerned he was the same size as a baby ticked him a little. What he did notice were the ruffled panties hanging on cards as the passed the baby dresses. The last ones were size 6 which meant they'd fit him as they crossed over to the diapers. His erection was throbbing which unnerved him as he turned away. Helen reached the diapers before him. The puffy brand diapers, the ones the store sold, came in the same count as the Pampers, Huggies and Luvs'. Ash was wearing the size seven. There was a two cent difference in cost factoring in the sale price so Ash decided to stay with the fuller size. His motive wasn't exactly practical after having masturbated in the diaper he wore because he had planned on doing that again. "You okay?" Helen asked in almost a whisper. "Yes why?" "You just went very flush just now." "It got suddenly very warm in here." In the cart he went with two packages of size seven diapers giving him over two months supply plus inserts to wear at night as soakers. He got two packages of Dappi brand baby pants in a large but a package of snap ons, diaper rash cream, baby powder and one package of the Gerber pull on baby pants just to try. He also went to the boy's department where he got his jeans and purchased his style in one size larger in the waist than he wore plus two new pair of bib overalls similar to the ones he wore for work. He almost wished he could buy a baby's bottle or at least a baby's pacifier but he didn't dare. He did shake his head at the notion and wondered over the change in him. He had worn a diaper out of the doctor's office and several since he started having problems and had hated it, so what was it. It was then that he realized it was the "baby diaper" connection. Maybe that and his landlady's connection as well. Her teasing made him actually feel comfortable around her Ash wasn't sure how, but he was positive he'd explore that more. "Not so bad once the proverbial ice is broken is it?" Helen said backing out of the store's parking space. "No, it's not," Ash agreed. In fact, he was feeling much more confident and decided he didn't need the extra week at home. He was going to spend the rest of his weekend in his diapers and baby pants, washing his new jeans and overalls and getting ready for work. He was going to call his boss tonight and let her know that come Monday, he would be able to come back to work. His crisis, while it hadn't ended, had been covered. Ash smiled as he pressed his hands slowly but firmly down on top of his lap as his penis pushed back in excited response. Chapter Accessories Ash waited an hour before going out again. He told his landlady, thanks to her, he was going to the doctors for a release. He drove nearly eleven miles to a small mom and pop store and found a small section for baby stuff. He bought a pacifier and baby bottle set. His last stop before the doctor's office was a baby store for a baby blanket. A gift he told the woman. He grabbed one in white and picked up a one year old birthday card before driving home. He'd taken a grocery shopping bag with him just in case his landlady or anyone else might come out and catch him walking into his apartment. Ash's hands were shaking when he took everything off except his diaper and baby pants before going to the kitchen to fill new baby bottle. He was already nursing the white baby pacifier and had draped the baby blanket over his kitchen chair. His baby blanket was pure white with a nearly six inch wide white satin edging around it. It was incredibly soft and silky with the edging. He filled his bottle with milk and closed the lid before heading back to his bedroom. Before bed he was going to call his boss. Chapter Wingman "Hello?" "Hey, you got any openings?" Ash asked standing in the kitchen in just his diaper and baby pants. "Oh my God, it's my wingman," Sandy answered. She'd seen the number on her caller ID. "Ash! How are you? Oh man, it's so good to hear from you. I was going to call you. I knew you'd seen the doctor today? I'd written it down? It was today? Right? Anyway, I was going to call Monday to find out if you were still alive or not? So it's clear you're alive, now what about the rest?" "Hi back. Listen, I'm good. Still alive. Doing fine actually. That's why I called," Ash answered. "Doctor says I can come back. Was out shopping today and drove by his office and talked with him. He said it was up to me so I got him to sign my release. Monday is okay if I can get my old position back? That is if it's okay with you?" "Are you kidding," Sandy said. "I'm desperate to get you back. It's taking us twice the time to get things done, and we're not doing anywhere near the job with you gone. Yes you can have your old job back ASAP. I'll come and get you if you want. Can you drive?" "No, I'm good. I mean yes, I can drive and work and even tap dance," Ash said laughing. "That is to say if I knew how to tap dance?" "How about crawling around?" Sandy asked. "What? What did you say?" Ash asked nervously. Somehow that term crawling around made Ash think that Sandy knew about his diapers, the pacifier and baby bottle. All of a suddenly Sandy knew about Ash's baby fantasies and he nearly wet himself. "I'm saying I've got a wing with your name on it. Ash I need you. I'm sick of having to pull a dozen panels to get at everything. No one can get to the places you can." "Got it! Hell yes I can crawl around," Ash said moving to his kitchen chair and sitting to a sigh of relief. He was shaking like a leaf in the wind as the adrenaline that had suddenly surged through his body started to ebb. Jesus he mused as he shook his head. Ironically it had been Ash's size that brought him to Sandy's attention that day he answered an ad for Brighten Air Services. Brighten Air Services was looking for someone that could move easily within the crawl space of a Boeing 747 wing. It was a huge space as spaces go, but not for a normal size person and unfortunately, Sandy, like Ash, was at the other extreme of average. Ash was four foot one inch while Sandy was six foot two. People snickered when they both walked side by side out on the tarmac. Mother and child some said, but never to their face. For a time, until Ash got to know the ins and outs of the inside of a Boeing 747 wing, Sandy stood on the scissor lift with Ash inside the wing. Sandy was his technical advisor as he walked around the wing doing the routine inspections required by the manufacturer and the FAA. The irony of their situation was Ash still needed a small ladder to climb up to get into the wing to make it so Sandy could stand. Sandy was so tall it kept the platform far below the bottom of the wing to accommodate Sandy's height. That was another inside joke when someone asked what the ladder was for that Ash carried, and someone else said it was so Ash could reach Sandy's lips. That too was said out of ear shot. "Ash, seriously we need you back. I need you back. Rick hates crawling around inside the wings and to be frank, I don't trust him like I trust you in there," Sandy said. "Actually that's why I was going to call," Ash said and added, "Like I said, I got the doctor to sign off on my release. I can report back first thing Monday. Besides, I can use the money. Disability doesn't pay nearly enough." "Are you kidding," Sandy said and then added, "I can put you to work ASAP. We've got one on the tarmac we're just starting and another 747 stretch coming in with a fuel leak. Without you that one would take a week, with you in a mask an hour, maybe two. We get it fixed and out in a day it's serious bonus money. Are you sure you can work?" "Honestly Sandy, it's a go. I still need to do things a little slower, but not too much slower and I may need a couple more bathroom breaks because of the bladder thing during the day but other than that I'm good to go," Ash said. "More bathroom breaks? Not a problem. "Hey, you're talking to a woman," Sandy said. "Listen, you take all the breaks you need till you're fully healed. I just want you back. Oh man it's going to be so good having you back in those wings. Tell you what, I'll switch the fuel transfer checks with Rick on Monday so you're doing them and that way we work together for a couple of weeks just to make sure everything is okay and then I'll cut you lose, how's that?" "Sounds good," Ash said happily and then added, "See you at the shop first thing Monday." Chapter Baby Mode Ash Hung up and discovered his erection was once again painfully hard as a new fantasy, this one with Sandy in it formed. Ash turned for his bedroom and the mirror, set his legs slightly apart and took up the pacifier imagining Sandy standing behind him holding his baby bottle. He put a hand down over his baby pants and diaper and immediately ejaculated the instant he moved the panties over the diaper which moved both over his erection. "Well that worked," Ash mused with his eyes half closed as he turned for his bed and the baby bottle of juice. He grabbed his new baby blanket and started nursing the bottle as he conjured up the image of Sandy once again. "It could be worse," he mused as he slowly rubbed himself while squeezing juice through the rubber nipple of the bottle. "Much worse," he thought. Chapter A Wing And A Prayer Ash was nervous as he parked his truck. He wore his new slightly larger bib overalls with a white tee shirt and a light jacket over that. He was sure no one would notice the diaper under the overalls but his paranoia wasn't going to let him go completely. He still felt like he waddled like a duck as he walked through the gate towards the hanger's office. He reached the shop door, took a breath and pushed through. "Finally, my wingman is back," Sandy yelled in her normally loud, boisterous way getting up from her desk and running around to give Ash a hug. She put her arms around him and then suddenly stopped. She backed away with a worried look on her face as she said, "I didn't think. Is there anything I'm going to break hugging you?" "Not unless you squeeze too hard boss and something comes out the back," Ash said laughing. "And it's damn good to be back." "Seriously, you okay? I mean it? You really full time like you said over the phone, no restrictions?" Sandy asked as she reached for the doctor's paperwork Ash was already handing her. "No restrictions, but like I said, just the need of an extra potty break or two during the day. Bladder isn't going to be up to snuff for some months to come, but I'm working on that. Nothing that can't be ignored while I'm inside the wing though and it won't impact the job so don't worry about that part. It's just that I can't hold it in as long as I once could," Ash said. "And it's like I told you on the phone Ash, women get a monthly break on bathroom breaks so there is no reason a guy can't on occasion and this is your occasion. Whatever you need you got. Anyway, it's like I told you, they've just rolled in a stretch seven and I've got the boys pulling plates on the engines and bottom of the body this morning already. Tell you what, you I can start the starboard wing today and do the port side tomorrow," Sandy said smiling. "It's really good to have you back." "Good to be back. I'll get my tools, ladder and power a platform signed out and get us set up," Ash said. "See you out there as soon as I get everyone else squared away," Sandy said signing Ash's papers and putting them into her in box. Ash greeted everyone else and got the normal teasing he'd had before he'd gone AWOL or Absent Without Leave as his co-workers were claiming. He got ribbing for his size and ribbing over Sandy pinning away for him, but it was all in fun as everyone started getting ready for the day. Ash had his keys and unlocked his rollaway tool box to begin tossing the items he needed into a canvas bag. He checked his flashlight and head lamp and tossed in some red rags from supply before heading out the door for the hanger and his ladder to toss on a self powered platform lift. Ash had filled his backpack with four diapers and the extra pair of baby pants before leaving home. With the diapers he'd added a travel pack of baby powder and oil, baby wipes and waterless wipes for his hands. He checked the small combination lock that he'd closed it with before grabbing the small step ladder he used before the accident. He tossed the back pack on the scissor lift with the small ladder and the small tool bag he'd be using inside of the Boeing 747 wing. It had an inventory waterproof check list. Ash went to a rack and grabbed an orange and white checkered flag to mount on the scissor left making it legal to drive on the airport ramp. Nothing moved on the ramp without that checkered flag or flashing lights. His last stop was the tool crib for a radio and with it he did a voice check with Ground control. Ground controlled all movements including aircraft, cars, trucks and equipment on the ramp. The scissor lift was driven by an electric engine with the controls on the deck a few feet off the road bed when it was fully lowered. Ash tossed his tool bag on the steel mesh along with his ladder and fixed his safety harness before climbing onto the rig. He had the work order that included the Starboard wing inspection steps and his time card on a clip board that went on a small shelf that he set up before he started moving the lift out towards the plane. He reached the edge of the hanger door, turned the radio on, pressing in the numbers for ground control and called ground. "Ground on 121.7, this is Brighten Air Services maintenance, self propelled scissor lift, radio check." "Brighten Air, ground, five by five." "Ground, Brighten Air Services maintenance, self propelled scissor lift, request moving from Brighten hanger to 747 stretch, N Four One, spotted in front of hanger two" "Brighten Air, Ground, cleared to move." "Cleared to move, Brighten Air." "Hey, that's Ash! Ash is back," Tracy from personnel said as she came into the office and dropped off the corporate maintenance documents that went with a second plane due in that same day. She was watching the tiny man maneuver the large scissor lift out of the hanger and onto the tarmac. "He looks like he's put on little weight?" "That's funny," Sandy said as she turned from the papers Tracy had just dropped on her desk. "I thought the same thing this morning when he went into the hanger. It's his butt, as cute as it had been, it's even cuter somehow? Anyway, yes, he's back, and if I don't get out there and get that aircraft done, I'm going to be fired so go on get him signed in and leave us alone at least till lunch." "I'll do that," Tracy said smiling as she paused again to watch Ash. It was his bottom she mused. Sandy went through the same ritual as Ash had grabbing a tool bag, rags and slipping on her own harness before walking out of the hanger towards the lift. Ash had just reached the underside of the wing when Sandy walked up. "Hey sport, you ready to go up," Sandy said tossing her own tool belt onto the platform. "Ready and willing," Ash said watching Sandy slip her safety harness on one of the rings attached to the lift as a last check before going up. Ash had pulled the flag from its' holder. Sandy hooked her own safety harness with a tug and moved to the lever as Ash opened his step ladder. The rig moved under the wing where the inspection plate was, then started up under that same massive 747 wing just under the large oval inspection panel behind and to the left of engine number three. Ash waited till it was high enough that Sandy could just stand before opening his ladder. When the lift stopped Ash climbed his ladder and took up his tool to began popping the screws that sprung open allowing the plate to swing down as Sandy gently slowed the ascent so her head still cleared. Sandy stood by the small ladder as Ash started climbing his way into the access hatch. He was just climbing into the wing when a gust of wind hit the massive tail section of the plane. Ash, out of habit, didn't unhook his safety harness till he was fully inside of the wing so he was still hooked. The movement from the wind wasn't much but the massive aircraft wing canted up two inches and shuddered. That pitch did pull the edge of the hatch away from Ash's reach just as he leaned slightly to put his weight on the hatch opening to climb in. Prepared to put his weight on his hands and climb up the rest of the way Ash lost his balance pitching a bit forwards first. He waved his arms when he found nothing to hang on to, then leaned backwards to compensate. When he leaned backwards it was too far and he started losing his balance. Chapter Give Me A Hand Sandy wasn't paying attention and didn't see Ash jerk forward then back when he wobbled. At the moment Ash was losing his balance Sandy had been bending to grab Ash's tools to hand them up to him when he was inside the wing. Sandy was bent alongside Ash's ladder just reaching for the tools when she looked up to see Ash starting to fall. Fear gripped her as she dropped the tools instinctively. As the tools fell Sandy whipped around pivoting on her foot without straightening knowing she would ultimately end up on her bottom anyway. Her only thoughts at the moment was saving Ash from injuring himself from a fall on the hard metal surface. Instinct caused her to extend both arms out without any conscious thought as Ash began falling backwards off the ladder. Sandy's left arm went immediately between Ash's legs as he fell back positioning his bottom directly onto Sandy's left palm. Sandy also brought her right arm around Ash's side and chest so his side was against her as both went backwards. They were falling backwards together in Sandy's attempt to shield him from the fall. Sandy's left hand was between Ash's legs with Ash now laying slightly sideways on top of her. Sandy was rolling Ash around so he was now facing her as she fell fully backwards. Her left hand had shifted fully around so it was positioning around his thigh to end up still between his legs but in the front this time palm pressing against his front, fingers between his legs, while her right arm pressed his back so he was against her. She held him like a mother might to protect a child. "Gotcha," Sandy said falling back on her own bottom with Ash now laying in her arms with his face against her's. Ash wearing the loose overalls with nothing underneath but his new fluffy diaper, plastic pants and tee shirt could feel both of Sandy's hands. The overalls had a slight elastic waist and zipper closure making them comfortable to wear. Sandy's hand was still between his legs and there was no mistaken what she was feeling. Sandy's hand had been positioned so the palm with the heel up was actually pressing against his penis which was hardening in spite of everything, while her fingers were between his thighs. Every wiggle could be easily felt. Ash's diaper gathered most between his legs where her fingers now were. Ash saw the look on Sandy's face. There was no mistaken that look. Sandy knew and Ash knew she knew, leaving Ash no choice. "I can explain." "God Ash, no need. I'm sorry! I was worried about you hitting your head on the steel plaiting." "I know. But you know what Sandy it was bound to come out sooner or later." "Ash, it's really none of my business." "Hey, you know what, it's okay Sandy. And yes, just so you know, I'm wearing diapers." "I don't need to know." "Yes you do! I'm okay with it. By the way, they are called Puffy's! That's the brand name. They slid under my overalls because I've added a pair of baby pants as insurance," Ash said blushing crimson. "It was the only way I could come back to work. When I said I needed those extra breaks it was so I could change into a fresh diaper when I needed to." "Jesus," Sandy whispered. She hadn't made any attempt to move yet. Her hand was still between his legs and around his back and their face was just inches apart. Ash's penis was throbbing. "I know," Ash said. "The diaper style I'm wearing gives me about 2 to 3 hours before I've got to change. This incontinence has something to do with some kind of muscle when my bladder starts getting full. Can't stop it. Supposed to get better over time." "I thought something was different. Thought you'd put on a little weight?" "Nope, it's the diaper. Well, that's what it is. Anyway, Sandy, you've either got to start kissing me right now and keep going with this, or remove your hand so I can stand up and get back to work before it's too late. Because I'm telling you straight up, in another minute or less now I'm going to sort of lose it." Chapter Sex, Or Get Off The Bed "Oh shit... Damn. I didn't... I mean God almighty Ash, I didn't mean that," Sandy said and then quickly removed her hand. "Seriously, I was acting on instinct Oh man. Ash. I mean that! I saw you falling and everything else just happened." "I know," Ash said. "Hey, Sandy, it's okay. I mean that. Frankly, I'd rather you not know if I had a choice, if you know what I mean, because it's so damn embarrassing, but truth be known if there was someone I'd chose to know, it would be you. It's just no one wants anyone to know they are in diapers, let alone wearing diapers that are meant for babies but there you are." "You're serious about the fluff, that's for sure," Sandy said as she pulled her hand away. She'd felt the diaper and there was no question there was a diaper between Ash's legs when he'd settle into her palm, but Pampers? So you're actually serious about those being like actual Pampers? "Yes! But they are not really Pampers brand. Just a brand like Pampers. Hard to believe I know, but that's a good thing Sandy. Look, I was where you are not more than a couple of days ago. Seriously! I didn't realize it till my landlady pointed it out to me." "What do you mean?" "How odd this all sounds? Who would believe I can wear baby diapers? Right? But think about it? I'm 98 pounds normally, and I dropped almost 10 more pounds after the accident. Couldn't walk in a stiff wind almost. Then all of a sudden I'm having problems leaking so the hospital is taping me into their kids diapers because their catheter bags are too damn big. So that's when these things started." "The diapers?" "The diapers." "Man that had to be rough." "It was at first. Then along comes my landlady and her rant about sizes. Turns out I'm skinny as that proverbial rail so I've got this 19 inch waist and these diapers can fit up to a 22 inch. More importantly they are only 32 cents each, but these I got on sale for 22 cents each. That's $.22 instead of 34 cents each and they are single tape instead of two per side. Which you could care less about. Right? But it's something I've got to budget for now." "It does explain a lot." "Great, because I'd really like to get back to work before my face catches fire from the heat?" "You're right. Ash, look, I'm sorry. Seriously, that was an accident. Besides, it's none of my business, and no one needs to know anything about it anyway, including me. I mean that, unless you tell them and what you've told me stays with me!" "Thank you for that." "But if you every find yourself needing help changing, please, don't hesitate to ask. I'm an expert in vasaline-ing." "I'm not sure but I think that's sexist? And just for the record, it's baby lotion or oil nowadays." "Got it." "Now then, will you get up off that big fat butt of yours and help me into that wing so I can hide for a few minutes and catch my breath," Ash started laughing while pulling his ladder back under the inspection hatch. "I could use a few moments to myself as well," Sandy said helping Ash up before she stood. Sandy bent back down again as she had before and grabbed Ash's tools but this time she watched him carefully climb into the wing. She wasn't watching so much for his safety as she was for that now very obvious soft puffy bottom as it went inside of the wing. Sandy steadied herself holding onto the ladder. Her first fantasy came up on her just as his rounded bottom disappeared into the cavernous wing. Chapter Sex On The Tarmac Ash too moved out of sight while pausing to adjust his hard hat and light before he began moving away from the hatch. He turned left to pass through one of the huge stamped ovals in the first rib that gave him passage along the complicated wing. After about 25 feet he stood and leaned against one of the supporting struts after just passing the massive engine support. He paused listening to the wind blowing over the wing but there were no other sounds or light coming into the cavernous area where he now stood. He couldn't focus on anything but that moment in Sandy's arms nor could he get the sensations or image of Sandy out of his mind. Ash could still feel her hand pressing itself against him between his thighs. Her large fingers were still moving gently between his legs, over his diaper as he slowly slid down to settle on his bottom. His erection was throbbing again. Ash couldn't wait any longer. He crawled another few feet to a flat spot alongside the spar to a clear spot on the titanium and aluminum floor. With enough room he laid down on his back and undid the sides of his overalls. With the buttons undone it give him easy access to his baby pants and diaper. Ash brought his hand in and laid it over the baby pants sliding those over the diaper while pressing firm enough to move both the baby pants and diaper over his erection. It was Sandy's hand and not his own rubbing him as he conjured Sandy's face above his. She was smiling down at him. Ash imagined himself once again held up by that single hand cupping him as the other hand pressed him against her breast. In this version however he wasn't in overalls, only wearing his diaper and she was in a huge fluffy nylon baby doll nightgown. That nightgown was surrounding him with one of the straps down exposing a breast. Ash imagined himself nursing that beast as he began slowly rubbing himself over the baby pants and diaper. His erection already painfully hard reacted immediately to the soft slightly wet diaper filing that was moving along his erection. Thirty feet away, and at exactly that same moment stood Sandy with her own glazed look. She felt her own guilt, but like Ash was feeling terribly horny from the encounter. She too wanted a moment and looking around first moved to the pillar holding the controls of the work platform before pressing her pelvis against it. She gripped the rounded pillar with both hands and slowing but carefully began moving up and down against the hard rounded edge. She imagined Mark in her arms again but this time in just his fluffy diaper and baby pants. He was nursing her breast with his warm wet tongue as she moved. What made it so delicious was also imagining Ash forcing her vibrator deeply into her as he nursed. Sandy closed her eyes and shuddered almost at the exact moment Ash exploded into his diaper inside the wing. With the wind still blowing across the massive aircraft neither heard the other softly moan as they both climaxed on the tarmac that morning. Aircraft landed and took off and the world continued to turn as both waited till their breathing slowed. Sandy, realizing she had climaxed and drifted off because of it quickly composed herself, turned and moved back to the wings opening. Ash meanwhile had buttoned his overalls and grabbed his inspection sheet with a clear head to complete the task he'd climbed into the wing to do. Ten minutes later Ash's legs appeared at the inspection plate searching for the ladder's rung. "You okay?" Sandy asked. "Never better! You?" "Oh yes! So how far did you get?" "It's done. Check list complete." "Outstanding. Look, I know we haven't been out here all that long yet, but do you want to get a coffee and talk about this a little bit more?" "I think so! I mean yes on the coffee, no on what happened." "I know what you mean," Sandy said and then in a far huskier voice noted, "but I could sure use a smoke. I mean I like to smoke after sex." Ash looked at Sandy and Sandy, blushing instantly, immediately looked down. "If you know what I mean," Sandy whispered. "I don't smoke, but I think I do know what you mean!" "So a break?" "So, yes, I guess it would be nice to change into a clean diaper. If that makes sense? I mean I soiled mine a little more after that encounter." "On second thought we'd better finish this job first." "I was just thinking that. If we don't we'll never get back to it." They both started laughing. It began as a nervous twitter, then snickers back and forth till they were both in tears. They went to break still laughing and returned to finish the left wing in record time. They started the right wing and worked halfway through the checklist again till lunch time. Chapter Lunch Time "Hey, you want to eat lunch in my van," Sandy said. "If I didn't scare you off that is?" "Sure. Would you mind if I change in it before we settle in?" Ash asked. "I won't hurt anything?" "I'm not worried about that." "Great." "Mind if I watch?" Sandy asked. "Just kidding? Of course you can change." They lowered the scissor lift and left it under the wing to walk back to the shop for their lunches. From there they made their way to the parking lot and Sandy's custom van. It was a classic 1977 Dodge Tradesmen D200 cargo van. Sandy had owned it since she first started college spending most of her time living in it. Using the school's gym for showers. It was vintage top to bottom and mint with a nearly new engine and transmission that ran better than most of the newer cars on the road. Behind the captain's chairs in front was a camper conversion that included a convertible couch, wine rack, ice box, and cute ruffled curtains. She didn't look it but Sandy was a girly girl. The paint job, this one about four years old and done in the shop was a combination of several classic albums mixing her favorite songs and memories airbrushed from soft pinks to deep purples ending in a Unicorn at the front. It was girlish and amazingly pretty airbrushing as Ash approached. Sandy keyed the button and the engine started as she opened the side door. There was music already playing and the air conditioner was working when they climbed in. She went to a panel and pressed another button and the seemingly fixed top suddenly started lifting. When it stopped she could easily stand. "That was interesting," Ash said. "Some custom additions. Still running a 318 engine and automatic but I've added newer electronics, that lift and that automatic start. It's got 300,000 miles on the frame but only 10,000 on this engine," Sandy said pulling at the back couch. It slipped out easily into a double bed and after that she tugged a curtain hidden by a narrow box on the side that opened with two brackets closing off the bed as she added, "Go ahead and I'll set up the table for lunch while you change." "Thanks," Ash said moving with his back pack to step behind the curtain. He'd be hidden but the small noises that go with plastic baby pants and crinkly diapers that get tapped on would be impossible to cover. Ash shrugged deciding he didn't really need to worry about that considering what went down that morning as he sat his back pack on the bed. Besides there was music and the engine. Sandy's Captain's Chairs had been put on aluminum rails that allowed them to slid back at slight angles. Both chairs had their own rails attached so when they were in position as chairs for the table she was putting in place they could slide up to it. It had been designed by her and an engineer who built it. It allowed for a sizable but narrow table to go in. Sandy was sitting her lunch down when she heard the unmistakable crinkling of those plastic panties. The ripping of the tape followed and Sandy reached into her overalls to rub over her large pink panties and masturbate a little as Ash continued changing. She heard the second tape come free and then more crinkling as she imagined the second, fresh diaper, being unfolded. She moved past the elastic of her panties and had two fingers inserted when she quickened her playful probs. She wasn't sure but she thought she heard the distinct sound of the baby pants going back on when she climaxed. Ash rolled the soiled diaper into a ball and put it into a bag that zipped locked closed before putting it into his back pack. He removed his lunch box past the other two diapers and closed the part leaving it on the bed before coming through the curtains. Sandy was cleaning her hands with a pre-moistened towelette out of a torn individual package as Ash came in to sit. "This is awesome," Ash said looking at how the two captain chairs were arranged. "Makes it nice," Sandy said dreamily. "Everything go okay?" "Everything is fine, and thanks. I mean that." "You are welcome, and I really mean that." They began making the usual noises you make getting ready to eat and then more casual noises eating. Both had sandwiches and drinks. Ash had a small thermos that came with his lunch box and Sandy had drinks in her ice box. "That like a refrigerator?" Ash asked. "Runs on batteries but takes forever to cool. Good for chilling but that's about it. Nice for day use. I've got a small freezer unit I bring that plugs in for camping," Sandy said. "Don't see these much anymore," Ash said. Chapter Confession "No, most are in the wreckers by now," Sandy said. "God I'm nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs." "I know. Me too." "That proverbial elephant in the room." "Exactly." "I know, we're trying to talk about everything but the one thing we want to talk about?" "The proverbial BABY elephant in the room?" "Exactly. The kind you'd see decorating a diaper. So Ash, about this morning." "Tell me about it." "It's just that I can't get it out of my mind," Sandy said shrugging her shoulders. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, neither can I," Ash said letting his voice taper off. "So is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Sandy asked. "Because for me, just to break the ice here, it's a definite good thing Ash. No, strike that. I mean a really good thing. Now then, if you want you can tell me to shut up now. We can finish our lunch and I'll never mention it again." "Trouble is Sandy I never thought I'd ever be saying this, ever! But I don't want you to shut up. God, this is so odd, major odd, but at the same time major good and I can't tell you why." Ash felt his erection sliding along as it grew within his fresh diaper. "Has this attraction always been there between us?" "I don't know Sandy? I think maybe it was for me. You know deep down in my subconscious perhaps. I'm not sure. I am sure I could have melted up there this morning. I know that without a doubt. Kind of embarrassing over why but I can't help that." "Then we're on the same page Ash. I mean that as well okay. Seriously, hold onto your diaper then because what if I told you I got off on the scissor lift while you were inside the wing this morning? I mean that. So, would that shock you?" "Well, keep that thought and try this? Would it shock then you if I told you that I too crawled back a little ways and got off behind spar 1107a? I was laying on my back rubbing myself while I was imagining I was in your lap." "Honestly?" Sandy asked. "You didn't by chance have a vibrator in your hand did you?" "A vibrator? Mine or yours?" "Just kidding? It was in my fantasy." "Honestly no, I was actually latched onto a breast," Ash said. "Well, since we're in true confession mode, that vibrator was mine." "Jesus, so was that breast." "Wow, we damn near had the same exact fantasy!" "No, you tell me about it," Ash said. "The only other thing was that you were in this flowing multi layered negligee. "Would a baby doll nightgown work?" "Oh yes." "So do diapers turn you on?" Sandy asked. "They didn't, not at first but I'm thinking in the right hands, did that just sound Freudian? Anyway, yes, they do. And you? Do they turn you on?" "More than I dare admit? Wait, I'm admitting it so yes, they do." Chapter Unicorns And Diapers "Are you turned on now?" Sandy asked looking at her wrist watch. "We've got about fifteen minutes left." "Am I turned on? Are you kidding? Sandy, you're the only person in the world that I'd tell this to but right now but I'm like a rock." "Would you come sit on my lap." "Thought you'd never ask," Ash said getting up to come over as Sandy lifted the lever to her seat and slid it back. She pulled another and it went back a few clicks to decline a little. She sat back up and waited as Ash undid the straps to his overalls. With both straps undone and free he undid the buttons and the overalls went down to his shoes. Sandy picked him up then and sat him in her lap. "I've been dying to see this since the accident," Sandy said laying a hand on top of Ash's baby pants and diaper. "I've been dying for you to do that since you put your hand between my leg," Ash said closing his eyes. "Wait," Sandy said stopping for a second. She leaned back, undid a strap, pulled her tee shirt up and went under it to unhook her bra's front. It took a moment but she pushed her bra aside and got her right breast exposed before leaning back again. "There." Ash wasn't sure how long he was going to last and it didn't matter as he moved to clasp her nipple between his lips. Just as he circled her nipple with his tongue and began to suck on it she placed her hand over his baby pants and diaper again palm down and gently circled where his penis was. Ash made it to about thirty seconds before he exploded in his diaper. His sucking slowed but didn't stop. Sandy knew what had happened when ash arched dramatically. She continued playing over him as he continued nursing and she felt herself reach a minor orgasm. She continued rubbing Ash till she couldn't feel him under his diaper. "I think we better make it back to work," Susan whispered shifting to sit Ash back up. "Wow," Ash said. "Ditto," Sandy said. "How many diapers did you bring with you?" "I've got two left," Ash said. "One for break and another to change into for the ride home." "Mind spending a not so quiet evening at my place?" Sandy said snickering. "I'd love to." "We can stop on the way and pick up a few things. If you like we can leave your truck here and go home in mine?" "I don't have a clean change of clothes and more diapers for tonight or tomorrow," Ash said. "We can take care of all that," Sandy noted as she closed her bra and straightened her tee. "Hey, don't forget I just started working again." "It's on me, okay?" "Wow, well okay then." Chapter Shopping For The Baby "Are you sure about this? You know that I don't shop for clothing in the normal places?" "Now who would have guessed? Listen, don't worry about it. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to have a few things on hand for those nights when you decide to stop by." "Fair enough." They spent the last part of their day closing the giant wing up, counting tools and verifying each other's work. On verifying each other's work they did that twice because of what had happened between them. They finalized the check list paperwork that came with the service module and stored the laptops in the box. The two days that Sandy had been looking at to complete the work had taken them just under six hours, eight with the paper work involved. They'd get bonus money. They locked their tools, tossed the shop of rags into a fireproof container and washed up. They were casual on the outside but not on the inside. Walking to the shop they had decided that Ash would lead Sandy to the Big Bang where he normally shopped for clothes. There he'd leave his truck and drive home with her. Traffic was light heading in the opposite direction of Ash's commute and Ash waited for Sandy to walk from her spot to where Ash had parked before they walked in together. "So how does this work?" "Well, believe it or not, this is my second time buying diapers. I mean just a few days ago I was wearing the hospital diapers since the accident and just before I called you my landlady helped me buy the ones I'm wearing now. Here, I can wear almost all of these." "Be still my heart. Seriously?" "From here to that divider. I guess it's mostly about the rise, or the distance from the small of my back to just below my belly button. It's the same as a toddlers. Something to do with the way the body grows. Plus the fact that I'm small as in thin. Anyway, I can fit into all of these in sizes five, six and seven." "Those are the sizes?" "Yes. My landlady went online to some kind of sewing site and we looked it up. If it matters, a large diaper for babies... In this case me and a toddler diaper fits a waist size from 16 to 21 inches. That's a size 6 diaper in disposables. That's what the 6 is on the packages. An extra large diaper, That's a size 7 but still for a toddler is 17 to 22.5 inches! Those there with the 7 on them. See? Size 5, 6 and 7. I wear a large in baby pants." "I need to sit down." "I got the Pampers size 6 on sale." "So can I ask you a dumb question?" "Of course." "Are the girl's diapers and boys diapers different?" "The padding is. Why?" "Just curios." "Well, for me none of this is a surprise now." "Well precious you need to give me a little time to come to grips with all this. I mean it's not often a girl gets to live a fantasy." "A fantasy? How's that?" Chapter A Girl Named Wendi "You, me. I'm a teenager again and you're a girl named Wendi." "Wait a second, how did I end up becoming a girl?" "Not in the literal sense, but in my fantasy. Okay, look, for most of the day I've been trying to figure out what hit me so hard about all this and it came back to me a little bit at a time. There was a girl named Wendi that I went to stay with. She was the daughter of temporary foster parents when my mom went into rehabilitation." "Rehabilitation?" "Another story. Anyway, turns out little Wendi was a kind of closet gay, maybe bisexual perhaps? Not sure. Didn't matter much but we had connecting rooms that shared a bathroom. I discovered two things walking naked into that bathroom while getting ready for bed. Wendi was a bed wetter and wore pull-ups and she was gay." "So how does this... Oh I get it? So in your fantasies I'm this Wendi person then? Right?" "Exactly." "Wow." "Exactly." Sandy was moving the cart aside for a woman coming down the aisle. Ash walked alongside. It only amplified their size differences even more. "You said size 6." "I did." "Looks like that whole section at the end is size 6's and 7's. Oh wow?" "What?" "Real diapers. I mean cloth diapers. Look? In a package of fourteen." "I guess some still use cloth." "What was your waist size? I mean do you know how you to buy these? It's waist size right?" "Hold on a second? Are we buying diapers so I can stay overnight or so we can play or something?" "Are you kidding? So we can play! I guess all of a sudden I'm thinking I'd sort of like to play the Wendi game. I mean is that something you might even consider. If I was to say I'd make it worth your while?" "What does make it worth my while mean?" "Like turning you every which way but loose?" "But can't we play the Wendi game with Disposables?" "It's was a whole Summer of nights Ash. Lots of creative nights with a girl that loved girls who happened to need night time diapers. We sort of invented things to do." "Like what?" "We were girls Ash so dolly time played a big role in our play. Of course she was the dolly. She even talked her mother into getting her diapers and plastic pants. Said her pull-ups leaked. When she got the diapers I started playing mommy. That's why you latching onto my breast and diaper rubs was such a turn on." "Oh man." "What?" "We need to stop talking about this stuff right now or I'm going to need a change." "Don't the bathrooms have changing tables." "That's not going to happen." "Just a thought." Chapter Doll Clothes "Let's just shop and go. You can tell me about your Wendi games when we get to your place." "Can I get you some doll clothes?" "I don't like the sound of that. What are doll clothes?" "I'll give you a hint, it's not pants." "NO. Now come on let me look at those cloth diapers and show you how you buy them. You do know they've got to be worn with plastic panties?" "You know what? You're right, if we don't start hurrying I'm going to be in trouble." "Why? What's wrong?" "I'm not wearing a diaper. That's what's wrong. So let's get going." "Got it. Okay, the disposables. I got the Pampers size 6 and a package of 7's with those soakers and a two pack of Gerber baby pants, large. There, grab those panties on hangers in the middle." "Got them. Okay, Pampers size 6, check. Pampers 7, check. Gerber's baby pants, white, check. Here!" "What?" "Diaper pins. White. You grab a package of the cloth diapers. Oh my God! Did you see these?" "What? NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT!" "They are not for you." "Who are they for then?" "A girl named Wendi." "You can buy them, it's your money, but I'm telling you right now there is no way in hell I'm wearing rumba panties." "I know. Like I said, these are not for you." "Fine." "Okay, baby powder, oil and do you need stuff for diaper rashes or anything like that?" "Not really." "I'm going to get that little girl a baby's bottle and pacifier so don't panic when I toss them into the cart okay." Ash looked at Sandy trying to decide what to tell her or even how he might tell her about the pacifier and baby bottle he already owned. He realized he didn't need to. His pause had already been too long which made whatever he was going to say mute anyway. He gave up and simply nodded and then watched in a height of excited fascination as the pacifier and baby bottle went into the cart. "We done?" "I am." "Then clothes next?" "So what size are those?" "Eight. These are up that way." "Then it's that way next." Ash shopped here regularly and knew exactly where the section was holding the clothes that fit him. He fit most everything that fit an eight year old and found the overalls. He got a one pair, socks and a three pack of tee shirts. The cart was full when they headed for the registers. Chapter Check Out Ash was ahead of Sandy as he started unloading the diapers onto the conveyer. He felt his cheeks blush as the lady looked at him, at the diapers, and then at Sandy. There was a heavy set woman with a boy in his early to mid teens right behind Sandy. "Bring back memories," the woman said looking at the boy who dropped his eyes immediately. "Mom, please," the boy pushed out a forced whisper. Sandy turned around at the exchange and Ash looked up as well as the lady at the register continued ringing up the sales. While the boy looked taller it was clear he was thin and Sandy was sure the diapers could be a fit. When the woman noticed Sandy now looking at her son's waist she nodded a yes. It seemed to give her permission to talk. "I use to make my son go to the register with his diapers as well. He only stopped wetting his bed a year ago believe it or not," the woman said. "If I'm guessing correctly they both are in the same size diapers." "Six!" "Yep, he wore a size 6 as well?" "Is that right," Sandy noted looking at Ash as she fished for her credit card to pay the bill. Sandy was going to correct the ladies assumptions but thought better of it. The thrill of being mistaken for Ash's mother was growing very exciting. "See that. It could have been a lot worse," the boy's mother warned. "How's that?" Sandy asked turning back towards the woman. "I sometimes thought about making him take a baby's bottle or pacifier. Towards the end there I really was getting desperate. Never did. Should have, but never did." "I know what you mean." "Maybe when you actually start treating them like babies they start getting the message. He started getting serious about staying dry when I started putting him in diapers right after school," the woman added as encouragement. "He spent the entire afternoon in a tee-shirt I shortened and his diaper." "Mom," the boy pleaded. "Are those for him?" the woman noted as soon as she saw the ruffled panties. "Oh yes. When the baby bottles and pacifiers didn't work I decided to start dressing him like a girl baby. If those don't work he's going into dresses. I figure if I have to raise a baby again I might as well have a girl this time." "Good heavens," the woman whispered. Sandy stopped then, scanned the card and signed. She bid the women goodbye and began pushing the cart for the door with Ash walking alongside. Neither looked back. They loaded Sandy's car and Ash returned after moving the cart to a staging area. "A baby girl? Are you kidding me?" "Did you see that woman's face?" "Did you see mine?" Ash said as they pulled into traffic. "What were you thinking?" "I'm not sure it's redder than mine and I have no idea?" "I mean seriously, what were you thinking?" "Honestly, I didn't have a clue other than all of a sudden the woman is looking at me like I'm your mother and suddenly it's turning me on like I've never been turned on before. I'm getting these odd dominate thoughts of you being punished for bed wetting, and I have no idea where it's coming from and bam, before I can rein in my feelings, I'm suddenly all in. I'm sorry. Seriously Ash I am. I was having too much fun and just got carried away." "Scared the poop out of me. So if I don't quit wetting the bed which is already got me in diapers anyway and now has me nursing baby bottles and pacifiers, I'm going to be dressed like a baby girl?" "I know, crazy right? Makes you wonder what kind of mother I'd make? Right?" "A scary one to say the least? Makes me wonder what kind of night I'm going to have as well?" "I don't know? Is your diaper wet?" "Yes!" "Want to play the Wendi game?" "No. Too scary." "We'll work on that." "But the mommy game is still viable right?" "What's that one"" "You heard what I told that woman would happen if I caught you wetting your diaper again?" "That you'd make me nurse a baby's bottle while you held me like a baby." "That's exactly right. So when we get home and after your bath I don't want to hear any whining that you don't want to be a baby when you can't even keep your bed dry at night." "Okay." "If you're going to wet your bed like a damn baby you're going to start wearing diapers like a damn baby." "Yes ma'am." "That's mommy to you mister." "Yes mommy." "But I'm still not wearing those ruffled panties." "We'll see about that." Sandy turned to look at Ash as Ash turned to look at Sandy. Both smiled. "Hard?" "Raging." "Maybe we can eat later." "Please." Chapter Wendi Games Sandy's apartment sat on the last rolling hill out of the city at the end of a meandering road. It was an easy climb above the city and each right turn gave a new view. Sandy's apartment had a spectacular view made private by a architectural feature that covered the emergency stairs. You could see all the way to the airport and with the air current off the coast the breeze was very refreshing. They sat everything down and Sandy brought scissors over to open the packages. "Take everything off but your diaper and panties." "Baby pants." "What?" "Baby pants, not panties! Boys don't really wear panties. They actually wear pants so technically, I'm wearing a disposable diaper and baby pants. As in pants." "Take off everything but your diaper and baby panties," Sandy said while rinsing the pacifier she removed the packaging before shoving it slowly but firmly into Ash's mouth. He half grinned at her intent. "And in this house it's the mommy that decides if the baby wears pants or panties." She handed him one of the packages of diapers to carry while she took the rest to her bedroom making him walk ahead of her. She said she wanted to see him waddle. She opened her large walk in closet and began rearranging a set of side shelves till she had one completely empty. The disposable diapers were now sorted and arranged neatly on that shelf before she sat at her vanity to fold the cloth. Those too, except two, now occupied their own spot next to the folded baby pants. Two cloth diapers she kept out and one pair of Gerber baby pants went to the bed arousing Ash immediately as she pulled the diaper pins from the cardboard holder. So he was going into cloth diapers for the first time he mused. Sandy was thinking other thoughts as she lifted a single tee shirt to also leave on the bed before folding the other two from the package. His overalls went next to her longer dresses next to that same shelf but on a hanger. She turned towards Ash as she began to undress. Ash felt his penis shift slightly inside his diaper as it engorged on fresh blood. She was spectacular getting naked. He clearly felt the pulse as her bra came off. Everything down to her panties followed. She turned, bare legs slightly apart and put her hands on her hips posing a moment. Ash was sucking on the warm brown nipple of his pacifier as if it was her breast as she moved over to the beds edge. She was teasing as she stepped out of her panties. She didn't drop them as she had the rest of her clothes but instead pushed Ash back before laying her briefs so they cloaked Ash over his chest. They were big enough to cover him. Ash was laying there looking up now draped in her panties as she sat next to him twisted so she was facing him as she began rubbing his diaper. She continued to move her left hand over the diapers front as she bent with her other to lift Ash's own left hand to her breast. She adjusted his right hand so it was on top of her panties. She rotated Ash's right hand over her panties till he got the hint and began doing it on his own. Ash was reaching an explosive state as flutters below his waist grew more intense. She was clearly intent on bringing him an explosive discharge while he happily fought against it. "Now then precious is it okay if mommy makes you wear her panties?" Ash nodded yes. "Do you like touching mommy's panties?" Ash nodded yes again. "Do you like wearing mommy's panties?" There was no hesitation as he nodded yes yet again. "And in this apartment we are not going to have any more discussions about what we wear over our diaper are we?" Ash shook his head no. "Good." Sandy stopped then, got up and went to the bag still sitting on the bench of her vanity. She reached it and lifted the rumba panties still attached to their cardboard packaging. Ash watched her pull them free and return. A second later Ash was lifting his feet to put them into the rumba panties also lined in plastic. The lining, a white plastic, looked like it might even be a Gerber panty similar to what he'd be wearing over the cloth diapers. Somehow that thought simply added to his excitement. He was still caressing her panties but imagining his rumba panties feeling the same since they were covered in a soft pastel pink layer of nylon. When he caught himself thinking of them as his panties he smiled. That meant the ruffled rows of lace across the bottom were his as well, including that cute little soft pastel pink bow fitted dead center at the top row. Sandy had fluffed the ruffles and fingered that bow before she guided them onto his feet. "These are your panties. Not pants, right?" Ash nodded his yes. "And you're going to be my little sissy baby right?" Ash hardly hesitated as he nodded again. "Wonderful honey because we can't play our Wendi games unless you are dressed as Wendi, right?" Ash nodded yes and lifted his bottom to accept the final move of "his" ruffled panties he swore he wouldn't wear. He had stopped massaging her right breast but was inside of her thighs while she was using the last moments to tease his pacifier in his mouth and rub him over his diaper. Ash kept opening and closing his eyes to the flood of sensations sweeping over him. He still wore the other pair of baby pants which only amplified the crinkling sounds filling his ears. It was then that Sandy broke away once again and went to her vanity. She opened a side drawer and lifted a box that she opened. He watched in fascination as she inserted a device into her genitalia that she switched on before pressing it further in. From there she went to her dresser, pulled a strapped layered gown from the drawer to step into it. She returned and laid next to Ash. She gave him a comforting grin before a kiss on his cheeks. She reached over and tapped the finger of his left hand catching him in the act of covertly fluffing a bit of lace. His secret was blown giving that a mental shrug. Ash could hear the distant vibrator as Sandy slid an arm under his back to manage him so he was laying on top of her. Ash's lower body went between Sandy's legs as she opened them while she removed his pacifier to guide him back onto a breast she exposed. She thrust against his diaper and held that pose as he wet the nipple before sucking to mimic nursing. Ash understanding Sandy's maneuver and pushed back against her forcing out a soft moan. He was wetly kissing and sucking on a nipple as big as the one on his pacifier as he began to ejaculate in explosive jolts. "Oh my precious baby, you make such a wonderful Wendi doll." Ash heard the words and kept his undulations going with her encouragement. He found that when he pressed against her he could feel the distant vibration. He focused on that as he slowly rocked back to slid his girlish rumba panties over her layered nightgown. The silks surrounded him had been put there on purpose after she had gathered the enormous gown from both sides to cover him. Now both hands were squeezing his ruffled bottom under the silks. "My Wendi doll." So he was her Wendi doll he thought to himself as she collapsed in exhaustion just a second before wrapping her massive arms around him in a warm embrace. He was trapped in a diaper covered in panties adorned in ruffles, and smothered in a layered whispery thin, translucent gown. It was nylon, silky, making it so very exotic. He caressed her other breast still under the diaphanous layers causing him to wonder why he'd objected to the panties? So he was her Wendi doll. Okay, fine he thought. There were good reasons for being her Wendi doll. "Hungry?" "Famished." "Can you wait a few minutes more, I want a shower first." "Sounds good." Sandy got up, stretched, moved to the bathroom and returned tying a robe around her. Ash had a chance then to look down and see his girlish attire for the first time just as she was turning from the closet with what he thought was a miniature robe. "Here!" "What's that?" "It's a bed jacket." "What's a bed jacket?" "Normally it's a short robe to wear for sitting up in bed. I've had it for years. Too small for me to close but it keeps my shoulders warm when I read. In your case it's a Wendi Doll Robe." "Wait? So I'm supposed to wear that?" "It's what Wendi dolls wear for dinner. If you will notice, the pink matches your Wendi Doll panties. It's going to have to do until I can put together a proper Wendi Doll wardrobe. Now come over here and be good or mommy's going to pacify you again." "Fine." "Never mind getting all huffy and puffy on me and here, take this anyway, I like seeing it in your mouth," Sandy said picking up the pacifier before shoving it passed Ash's lips. It hid his grin. Chapter Wendi Doll Clothes Ash had driven home directly from work Friday to change and meet Sandy at her place. The week had flown by faster than a 747 in a dive as he threaded traffic and savored all the moments he had. There was a little discomfort from his sexual exploits forcing him and Sandy to put Tuesday and Wednesday on hold to any more Wendi games. What made things odd though was Sandy asking him to wait till Friday to come over. That meant no real contact outside of work till then which included taking lunch in the hanger with everyone else. It was agonizing, but not completely without release. He'd taken the panties home and Sandy had managed to hem a silk tee shirt so it gathered at the front and back using ribbons fashioned into bows. By gathering and shortening the tee itself it became a cute little Bishop dress with caplet sleeves. Ash had given up any pretense that he was too macho for such things when she had him open his "gift" in the lot before driving home on Wednesday. Ash wore his little baby dress with his panties over a disposable each night after he came home and showered. The delay in sex helped him heal and his memories of that Monday helped him past the rest of the week. After Sandy had put him into the bed jacket they'd taken their shower. Showering with a woman a foot taller than you was an advantage for both, and he spent a long time making sure Sandy's genitalia were lovingly cared for inside and out. Sandy too took a moment lifting him into her arms so his bottom was in the warm stream before she was just as loving, both inside and out. His penis, resting against her soapy body reacted immediately when her finger wigged into his bottom and pushed. Their skin was nearly wrinkled, but they were sexually satisfied, when they left the shower. A large beach towel served as Ash's changing table and Sandy wore only panties when she began covering him with baby powder from his neck to the soles of his feet. Ash was amazed that in spite of their recent love making he'd get an erection when she began folding the cloth diapers. Chapter Sex In The Suburbs Once again he was nursing his pacifier while she lifted his legs high enough for the diapers. Once back down he spread them and closed his eyes to the sensations that came with baby soft cotton gently caressing his thighs and genitals. Sandy didn't hurry making sure he was suitably teased as his transformation went on. She wiggled the diaper between his legs but instead of petting it smooth over him she cupped it first so it cuddled his testicles. She was being wonderfully agonizing as she fussed with the edges of his diaper on either side of his testes. Only then did she slide her hand up and over his penis to the edges at his side. She carefully pushed the diaper pin into the joined sides and clipped it closed on the left then drew the right slightly more snug to pin the right. Testing the snugness with a finger came last but not before her nail sparked a reaction from a little tease within his diaper. He cooperated with his ruffled panties like he'd been wearing them forever as they came over his diapers. Ash remember her helping him up to fold the towel allowing him to catch his image in the mirror. He wasn't a girl, that much was clear, nor a baby for that matter, but there he stood in diapers and ruffled panties. His ruffled clad bottom under a pink quilted bed jacket edge in chiffon gathers up to a ribbon bow that tied it closed. He remembers Sandy commenting on how cute he looked and that the only thing missing were proper shoes and hair bows. When he asked what she meant by proper shoes she told him those adorable shoes little girls wore that strapped closed. He'd laughed and said something to the effect that it didn't look likely, and she had responded that he didn't have much say in it. He pondered that for all of about five seconds before he had to agree. He'd easily become a sissy but he'd laid out the benefits of doing so and weighed one against the other. He was driving to work on Wednesday slowing to a light that put him across from a little girl's dress shop noticing it for the first time. He also noticed the sizes of the mannequins from left to right each adorned in frilly dresses, but what really caught his eye was realizing he could easily fit into that one worn by the forth from the left. On Thursday, driving that same path he'd pulled aside to park for a bit just to see what kind of dress it was and what else she wore. He drove the rest of the way with a raging erection he just managed to get rid of as he pulled into the parking lot. "Another reason for diapers," he mused putting the truck into park. Each day after Monday Sandy would greet Ash like she did everyone else and the work would be parsed before people made their way to the planes either in the hanger or flight line. Ash's size left him uniquely qualified for most of the difficult to reach places but for the sake of safety he needed a wingman standing by in case something happened. No one wanted to hang around doing nothing so it was almost always Sandy taking on the role. At least that's how it looked. For Sandy it wasn't a chore so much as her fantasy time. She'd been shopping since Tuesday afternoon. Sandy had a little slip of paper in her hand when she walked into the first store. She'd slipped a pad on and was thankful at the foresight because the very notion of buying her little man a dress had started her tingling almost immediately. It only got better when her choices came into view. There were forces working on her that were only just coming into focus. One came from her past, the other now from what was happening with Ash. Discovering her bi-sexuality was almost secondary to discovering she liked being a dominate and thanks to that brief but memorable relationship with Wendi she'd been able to uncover both. Ash as it happens fostered the memories of Wendi and in a very short span of time was becoming a kind of Wendi surrogate. Ash played a key role because of his size, the fact that he wore diapers and that Monday when he willingly went into the ruffled panties he all but became Wendi in her mind. Wendi was a bed wetter and wore pull-ups and she was gay. More to the point, Wendi was a girl but that hardly mattered since Sandy had already proven that Ash could easily tolerate his transformation and looked adorable besides. Now all she had to do was stay calm. Chapter Dresses and Intimates "Are you okay?" the sales woman asked coming over to offer sales assistance when Sandy had stopped at the door. Sandy wasn't ill, nor confused but she was feeling faint as the rush of endorphins increased and flooded her brain. Her vaginal flow was increasing making her thankful for the larger pad she'd selected. Sandy hadn't noticed her quickening heart rate or breathing getting shallow but she did feel her vaginal lips growing puffier and more sensitive. She almost wished she'd slipped her vibrator in as her clitoris disappeared into its hood but she was positive she'd pass out if that was working at the moment. Sandy was nearly on the verge of an orgasm when she fought to gain control again. "I'm sorry, too much coffee today and it's catching up." "I know the feeling. Are you looking for anything in particular?" "Everything actually. Or until I hit my budget and I'm not sure what my budget is? Now that sounded terribly cryptic didn't it?" "It did but intriguing as well." "I'm sorry, let me explain. A mother and girl.... You know, I've got her sizes jotted down in fact, just moved into our apartment complex. She's nine I think. Can't be much older than that if I'm wrong! Anyway, I've only just found out they lost almost everything in a fire and I want to help. Two other neighbors have chipped in and I'm getting underwear and nightgowns and I might sneak in a dress or two with shoes even. Can she bring the shoes back if they don't fit?" "Absolutely. The dresses two but not the intimates. You said you've jotted down her sizes? May I see those?" "Yes." The woman looked over the paper talking more to herself than to Sandy but Sandy was getting the gist of her meaning "Let's see, four foot two inches or fifty inches total so that's a size seven slash eight in a dress size, but she's got a small waist which would put her in a six to six plus for skirts. I'd go with a girl's seven for panties. No hips to speak of. I'd say almost anything in the seven eight is going to fit dress wise and maybe a six plus for skirts and pants. That whole side of the store will fit... there near the wall is six, seven and eight. She's a three in shoe size." "Mind if I just window shop for a bit?" "Not at all." Sandy had pulled into the parking lot of the mall at five thirty. It was nearly closing when she pulled the sliding door of her van opened and put the packages on the carpet floor. The dress bag she hung on the cabinet hook. She was soaked and couldn't remember how many times she had climaxed. She remembers the first one coming when she lifted the baby doll set and found that he had matching bubble panties. Another shudder swept over her with the set of Princess panties she added to his first nightgown. It went on like that for nearly an hour. Sandy was shopping for a man that could fit into size six diapers without soakers, size seven if she padded him under ruffled panties. That morning when they woke, exhausted and sore he was still in a double diaper with a third folded down the middle. They were so exhausted she simply rubbed his baby pants and wet diapers till they both climaxed. They dressed for work and that's when they decided to meet Friday just for the soreness to go. Now her sensations were flowing back even worse as she carried her packages into her apartment. She worked for half an hour rearranging her own drawers so Ash had at least two. On the left she folded his baby doll nightgown and the other two fashioned like princess dresses. In between when a half and full slip just so they could lounge together in their girlish lingerie. That's what she and Wendi often did watching TV together when it was too early to get into bed clothes. Sandy wasn't sure how he'd take to the training bra but she had ways of getting him past his hang-ups. She was also thinking that if he got used to panties and pads, at least for the short term then a bra might make sense for their play time. It didn't matter because whatever he did for her she'd do for him and she grinned. She folded the cute little half slip after setting it against her leg. He was so small she mused. Such a cute little girl you'll make she whispered pulling the dress from the bag. The rustling was deafening which was why she loved taffeta. Heels on stone and a taffeta dress over a slip of the same material and no one would mistake you for a boy. At the very least a sissy she decided as she fluffed the dress in her closet. She loved pinks and lavenders on her as much as she wanted them on him as she turned for the slip that went with it. It was nearly bed time when she turned the covers down and finished her glass of wine. The vibrator was on low as she slipped between the sheets to linger there long enough to let the occasional tremblings mix with the buzz between her legs. She gently circled her own nipples till her back arched involuntarily as the image of Ash standing there next to her bed in his new dress and slip did a curtsey. Chapter Check List Complete "How are you feeling?" "Good. Really good, but missing you." "Tell me about it. Had to go out and buy batteries for my vibrator." "Don't remind me." "Still wearing your little nightgown that I made you?" "I am. Can't sleep without it." "Seriously?" "Seriously. First it's got your perfume on it and secondly I really do like the feel of it on. So take that for what's it worth." "I am. So we good for tomorrow night?" "Are you kidding? Duh." "So am I bringing anything?" "Like what?" "You know, like the nightgown you made me?" "No, I told you I was going to shop for some Wendi clothes and I did." "What did you get?" "Now if I told you that it wouldn't be a surprise?" "More like shocking I'm guessing." "A couple of nightgowns and a few other things that you can see when you get here. Now let's stop talking about your Wendi Clothes and get back to that repair on the 747 short we've got. "I've seen the work order." "That's the one! Going to patch it so you'll be inside and I'll be outside. Don't go in until I get the lift in place okay?" "Got it." "Oh, and are you in a seven and soaker like I suggested?" "I am. I can be in that tail easily till break. That's was a good idea." "Told you and no one noticed." "Doesn't look like it or if they did they're not saying. Doesn't much matter, so I'm out of here. I'll be inside and ready to climb when you holler. Can't wait to see my new Wendi Clothes." "Can't wait to see you in them. Now let's get this over with." Ash walked to the far side of the hanger where they had nosed in the 747 short. The repair was to a small crack coming off a rivet on the port side of the vertical stabilizer. It was four feet up and a foot in where the leading edge wrapped to join the side panels. Ash was going to climb into the tail section just in front of the cabin pressure dome through a sealed access hatch. Ash had placed his ladder and pulled the sound proofing free to get access to the hatch which took only a few minutes to expose. He had the hatch off and was half standing in the narrow space when he heard Sandy tapping on the outside of the skin. "You there?" "All set." "Okay, climb to where I'm going to punch through and see if you can find the crack?" "Roger that." Ash lifted himself into the vertical space and put a foot on a spar to lift him to the repair area. He pulled his tools and the camera to set it up first. It took a few minutes but he found the tiny crack. It was a stress crack and had already been x-rayed. They were going to drill in where it ended which would stop it's growth then fill the small hole with epoxy. Sandy would apply that epoxy. Sandy had positioned the lift so she was close to the side. After moving the rest of the way she pulled the gate up. A safety switch automatically closed out the controls when the gate went up but she was as close as she would get. "Found it. Setting up the camera now." "Right on. I'm going to drill the hole as soon as you're set." "Turning it on now." "Got it. Perfect. Good lighting and nothing in the way," Sandy noted after a moment to orientate herself to the image she was getting. The camera had a short transmitting range. Ash had set up a signal repeater at the cabin door before walking down the long aisle to the tail section. The repeater would transmit the signal back to Sandy's handheld. "We're good to go." It took forty five minutes to complete the repair and another hour for the epoxy to set. They did their paper work. The job had been specked out at eight hours for one person. They'd done it in a combined three hours. The inspector gave the repair a thumbs up and their supervisor gave them the rest of the day off with his gratitude as the lumbering giant was pushed back and towed back to the line for flight. Sandy and Ash walked out together and stood between their two trucks. "So, what now?" Ash asked. "Are you kidding? My place before I hit you over the head and tie your hands behind your back." "I'll follow you." "Roger that." It took an hour for them to drive the twenty minutes across town and climb the hill but they got there. Sandy had the same smirk on her face as Ash did. Ash was wondering what sort of things Sandy had gotten for his Wendi outfit and Sandy was trying to decide what Ash would wear first. She'd spent a fortune on her "Wendi Doll Clothes". "I'm afraid to even walk into your place." "That's okay, because I can carry you. In fact, that would be a nice way to start our dolly time. Carry you in, take your clothes off and transform you into my little Nurse And Wet doll. Chapter My Dress Me Doll "I'm not sure I'm up for this." "You'd better be or this weekend is going to be pretty rough on you. I just spent a fortune on things that will make me, and ultimately you very happy." "You bought girl clothes and that's going to make me very happy?" "No, you're missing the whole point! Here, try this... I bought Wendi Doll clothes and once I get you into them and looking like my Wendi Doll I'm going to make you very happy." He laughed thinking back to their last night together. It seemed like weeks instead of days and his erection was throbbing as the memories of their exploits came back to him. She'd put him into those ruffled panties and laid him within the folds of her nightgown and it really had been very erotic. "So I'm going to like this?" "You're going to like this many times before the weekend ends." "Being your Wendi doll?" "Being my Wendi doll." "So what am I wearing?" "Bath first. I want my Wendi doll smelling baby fresh and as smooth as the silks and satins that she's going to be wearing!" So he was going to be her Wendi doll he thought again as she took his hand for the bathroom. Before he could ask questions she picked up a pacifier. It was new, this one in a pink glitter and just as he was about to lodge his first half hearted complaint she pushed it against his lips and into his mouth. He accepted it and shrugged. So much for protesting he decided. The rest went in coordinated efforts and clearly planned. She undressed him while neatly folding his clothes and disposing of his soiled diaper. His baby pants were folded last to rest on top of his shirt and overalls. His shoes stuffed with his socks sat below. When he was naked she had him stand on a towel. He knew as soon as he saw the box that he was going to lose what little body hair he had. He'd never used a depilatory cream before but he was aware of the effects as she slipped her hands into clear disposable gloves from a box already open. She looked at her watch resting on the sink then sat on the closed toilet with the tube of cream. In ten minutes he was covered in a creamy white gel that smelled terribly. He was about to mumble that it was getting itchy hot on his skin when she turned the shower on. He went in under the hot spray before she unhooked the hand held set on spray. She used a fresh wash cloth and scrubbed him clean of the gel from his neck to his feet. His skin was hairless and still tingling when she turned away and came back with a razor and a pink spray can of women's shaving cream. She did his underarms with that one, then used another for his face. The only hair left was on his head and around his genitals that she gently fluffed as she shampooed him there. He thought he was done until she rinsed the tub and closed the drain allowing water to flow in and fill it. Warm water was rushing in and as it did she opened a lavender and white bottle of Baby Love Bubble Bath Oil pouring a generous amount into the stream. Bubbles began forming instantly while a distinct odor of lavenders began filling the room. "My new aftershave?" "One of the many odors coming off your skin when I lay you on your changing pad sweetheart. Mommy loves her dolls smelling like pretty little girls." He was not only going to be smooth as his own baby's bottom but he was going to smell very pretty as well. She took his hand to guide him into the rising bubbles encouraging him to sit, lay back and relax while he soaked. Ash did so running both hands over his thighs after he was leaning against the tub's back. Very smooth he mused. "Soak precious while I get your things ready." Ash did just that trying desperately not to arouse himself any more than he was. Her fluffing didn't help matters but she had stopped soon enough to avoid an accident. Now all he could do was lay there and soak in his unsatisfied agony. She had cautioned him that any hesitation on his part... for any of it, and he'd be masturbating at home - alone. He had snickered at her teasing because she was wiggling his pink pacifier with his warning before leaving the bathroom. Chapter Dolly Time "Okay precious, Dolly Time," Sandy said coming in with a large white bath towel. She flipped the drain lever down and as the water gurgled out in a small spiral he stepped onto a second towel she laid by the tub. It was such a pleasure to be fused over he mused as she hand dried him from the top of his head to his toes. She didn't fluff him again, but she did lay him on the floor for his baby powder and fresh disposable diaper. He'd dripped a little but couldn't help it. When he was tapped into the diaper she helped him up and walked him out. He was fully expecting to be put into some kind of feminine nightgown and assumed one would be laying on the bed, but he was wrong. Totally wrong he realized. What Ash was looking at was nothing short of a complete outfit, clearly meant for a little girl. Everything he realized taking it in, and that included the shoes sitting at the foot of the dress draped over the side. "Something for you to wear while I fix us dinner." Ash didn't talk with the pacifier in his mouth, but he almost took it out to comment. He was just on the verge of doing that when she picked up a pair of girl's panties from a narrow box she opened. They were full cut brief style, obviously nylon and colored in lavender. When she opened the panties there was pretty floral swirl decorating them above a monogrammed "Friday" near the leg opening. Before he could ask about those she pulled the tapes and peeled his diaper off. It was obvious he was going to wear those. She bent in front of him and held the panties open. He took a moment to step through the waist and leg opening as she held them open. He followed up with his other foot and leg. He was wondering over wearing panties because he saw the cloth diapers and ruffled diaper cover. Although that was the least of his worries as he felt the first drop escape his penis and begin spreading. He wasn't sure if she fully realized that he'd have problems wearing nylon panties. He pulled the pink sparkly pacifier from his mouth. "I hate to be a killjoy, and I don't mind wearing the panties for you but I'm already dripping a little. I'm almost sure it's not going to stop." "I know precious. I just wanted you to be wearing panties like a little girl but I knew what would happen. It's just that you've been so cooperative that I thought I'd reward you with a little play time before dinner. I'm going to help you soil these panties before your diapering. Now put the nipple back into your mouth!" "Oh," Ash whispered as he began sucking on the nipple and while Sandy pulled his panties in place. Her double bed was filled on the one side with all of his new Wendi clothes so she laid him on the other side on top of a second quilted changing pad before sitting next to him. She laid her hand over his erection but on top of the panties and slowly began to stroke him. He'd been throbbing off and on since his bath and was positive when the nylon touched the head of his penis he wasn't going to last long. "You smell like a cute little girl and look so sweet in your panties. Does my little Wendi Doll like her panties?" Ash was glad he nursing the pacifier because all he would have been able to manage would have been a grunt of some kind, which he managed anyway with the pacifier blocking him. "Such a pretty little thing. I can't wait to see you in your diapers and baby pants under that pretty little dress and shoes." Ash would deny what she was saying was a turn on, but when she called him a "pretty little thing" and then said she couldn't wait to see him in his "little dress and shoes" he lost it. He fought against it, fought hard, but his efforts were laughable as he exploded into the lavender colored nylon. Ash arched uncontrollably pulsing explosively but briefly as if the whole of his insides were rushing to pass through that tiny little opening. He collapsed after a moment but continued jerking reflexively as her thumb circled and teased his tip under the sodden panties. She was torturing him exquisitely and all he could do was lay there crushing the nipple of his pacifier while trying to catch his breath. He had soaked his panties badly. "Oh my goodness! It looks like my pretty little Wendi Doll isn't quite ready for panties yet is she? I think she needs to be put into a diaper like a little baby." Ash was positive that every bone in his body had turned to jelly. Ash heard every word, dreamily, eyes half closed from the pleasure. He watched her remove his panties. She picked up his diaper and he arched his back again for the double thick cotton. She fused a bit and had him lay down over the diapers and spread his legs. She covered him with baby powder and rubbed it in still shocking him a bit when her hand moved softly over his flaccid tip and teased it a little. He was positive she'd done that on purpose and he could have kissed her for it. She tugged on his diapers slowly. There were two counting the soaker firmly bringing the wide part between his thighs before she manipulated the excess around his testicles. It was the longest diapering ever as she fussed with the cloth to perfection. When she seemed satisfied she brought the sides together before pinning each closed with a lockable diaper pin. He was looking at the one she held in her mouth while pinning the first closed. He smiled over the light yellow shaped rabbet that would decorate both sides of his diaper. He was almost hard by the time she picked up the plastic lined pastel colored rumba panties. Like the dress... his dress he realized, the ruffles were in the same soft pastel yellow. She encouraged his legs up and drawn in so she could ease the panties over his feet. He felt so babyish watching her gather then glide them down his legs. He rose again so she could cover his diapers with the combined baby pants and nylon panties. She even took a moment to lift his leg and ruffled the lace before she helped him stand. She left his soiled panties rolled on top of his nearly new disposable diaper resting on the new changing pad before walking him to the other side of the bed. She sat again but made him stand there in front of her as she picked up the expansive bouffant slip he was about to go into. It was going to be like wearing two dresses he realized as she picked up the white lacy gown. Oddly she stopped short of putting him into it as she laid it across her lap. What he hadn't seen till a moment later was a young girl's training bra in white that had been resting under the sip. "A training bra? Really?" "Shush and put the pacifier back, and yes, a training bra. Honey you're not a real girl, just a pretend girl and that means lots of training, girl training and this is first. Now hush and hold your arms out so I can cover your cute little girlish nipples with satin." "I don't have breasts." "I know precious, that's why this one is padded behind the satin that will rub your nipples hard. Now put that back in your mouth before I get the brush out and paddle your little bottom red." Ash put the pacifier in his mouth, nursed and remained quiet as he put his arms out for the narrow satin band and straps. Two little tear drop shaped cups clearly cushioned with foam under a lining of satin went over his own breast. She didn't close it at first but moved it back and forth instead with a mischievous grin on her face. When it did go on there was a cute little pink bow fixed at the center that he fingered after she turned him to close the bra. She was turning him into a little sissy he thought to himself. No, that wasn't exactly accurate he decided. She had turned him into a sissy looking at his reflection in the large mirrors. He went into the bouffant slip next and it stopped a few inches above his knee. When he moved a leg the lacy edge touched him about four inches higher than his knee cap. He wasn't sure but he thought he counted four layers of petticoats when the slip bodice had settled over his bra. The straps were not adjustable and were edged in a cute narrow lace like the edges joining each level of the skirt making the slip blossom like a flower held upside down. "Sissy layers for my little sissy Wendi Doll," Susan said removing the pacifier to kiss Ash on the lips before putting it back. "You smell like a little girl and now you're going to look like one honey." "Pretty little dress sitting on his little girlish chest..." Susan sang picking up the dress from the bed. It shimmered in the bedroom light and the top layer easily slid over the layer beneath it. It was very noisy as the layers slid over themselves. "Taffeta skirt under a silky layer of chiffon. No boy will ever wear these fabrics, only sissies and mommy's little girl." There was a zipper in back and a sash that hung down to the floor when she picked it up. The zipper was already down when she fussed it over his arms and head. He cooperated slipping his arms into the bubble shaped pastel sleeves of chiffon. They puffed into crushable round balls when the dress was in place and she fussed with those as well. Tiny little baby bows decorated the elastic gently gripping his arm. Ash was facing away from the mirror but the dress over the slip made the whole combination extremely fluffy and poufy. Up to now he'd only protested his treatment, but he couldn't stand it any longer. This not knowing what the material of his dress felt like was driving him crazy. When she turned him for the zipper and sash he lowered his arms into the folds of the skirt. Ash hadn't been aware of it till now but his erection had returned within his diaper and the instant his arms were in the dress and his fingers were caressing the chiffon over the taffeta material he shamefully ejaculated. His moan alerted Susan to what he had done. "Oh my heavens, we're only half way and my little sissy is doing icky in his diaper already. What a perfect Wendi Doll you make. I wasn't sure if you'd like wearing pretty dresses but clearly that's not going to be a problem for my little girly boy is it? Never mind precious, no need to answer," she said reaching under all the layers before rubbing him a little. He jerked when the diaper moved over his tip. "That's what I thought." It was way past too late to protest or even say anything and he wasn't sure he wanted to so he kept silent and nursed his sparkle pacifier. He just blushed intense shades of crimson as he savored the sensation coming from caressing his dress. His dress gathered snugly when the zipper closed but easily slid over the slip against his chest when she twisted it over him. Every movement brought a scrunching or swishing sound as the taffeta of the dress moved. Even the sash went around him noisily as Sandy drew the tips together before fashioning a large bow. "Oh my stars! I'm not sure I'm going to make it either! Look at you in your sissy baby bows. You are the cutest creation right now. Come on let's get your shoes on before I ravage you." Ash's face was on fire turning to face Sandy before she had him sit. The shoes were Mary Jane's but styled slightly older with a bit more heel as she picked up the lacy socks first. Sitting allowed him to gather his hands together and lay them into the folds of a very full dress made even fuller over the slip. There were already too many layers to see what Sandy was doing but he didn't need to as he caressed and fondled his skirts playfully. His shoes went on with straps the same way the little girl styles did. He was sure she was done but instead of helping him stand she slipped her hand under his dress and slips. He felt her fingers slid along the inside of his thighs to the very edge of his ruffled panties. A single finger gained access and wiggled. She fused a moment more to gain access between the panties and diapers edge and used her finger again to stroke him. With her other hand she pulled his pacifier free. "Now my pretty little boy, does being my Wendi Doll excite you?" "Yes," he moaned as he reached climax and ejaculated against his diaper. "Oh my, now that was my bad." "You did that on purpose." "I did, but I'm sure we can find enough energy left to make love to mommy?" "It might take me a little longer to reach a climax." "That was my goal. Come on Wendi and let's go have dinner."