Barbies Diary

by Angel 6

Part 4

 

October 19

Dear Diary

Isabella had her friend around today. Stepsie said they could babysit me. That was embarrassing as I am older than her.

They started by playing baby. I had to lie on Marias lap while she gave me her bottle. Once again she lifted her top and told that she wanted to breast feed me. I said no. That was not that smart answer. Then they pulled up my dress and pulled down my nappy and started spanking me. That hurt like hell.

Then I sucked on her flat boobs. It was actually a little boring because nothing came out. She moaned like anything. I didn't know that girls could be turned on like that. I must have done it for ages, because my mouth was tired afterwards.

Then she did something that shocked me. Like Isabella does, she put her hand down my nappy and seen if I was wet. This was so embarrassing as well, especially when she said it was disgusting, because I had a thing sticking out of my girlie hole. Of course I was wet, so I had two giggling girls changing me.

I thought could things get worse. They did.

Isabella told me to put on her panties and put my ballet leothard and panties on. I really don't know why I had them, because I never did start in Ballet. Maybe it was just so that Dad would get a heart attack when he seen it. Nyhow, I pranced back and forth while they laughed and called me princess and sissy.

Could things get worse?

You guessed.. Yes.

AFter I had to get another bottle. Then the two chatter heads started talking.

"Do you know Philip"

" Yes, hes cute." Maria answered. I went red as an apple (a red one). I think I knew what was coming.

"Well, Chrissy here is his girlfriend"

"What?" Maria asked

"Please, don't say more. I beg you. I will do anything for you" I begged my half sister

"You will do it no matter what." Isabella said as she continued to gossip. " Yes, I seen them kiss each other. They say they love each other and all that"

"That's totally gross" Maria said. I don't know if she meant it because I had to be breastfed again.

 

October 22

Dear Diary

I am so sorry for not writing in a few days. I do not know where to start. I am so sad. Its hard to write. But Dad is dead. We buried him today. The doctor said it was some virus.

Now I just had stepsie. A mean brother and bossy Isabella.

Little did I know that my life would change.

I couldn't help but cry when his coffin was lowered in a hole. I don't know why I cried. I think he hated me. Maybe I was crying because my future would totally change. I was now an orphan being raised by the weirdest people this world ever has seen.

I miss Dad. I miss the fact that he could have protected me.

 

October 26

Dear Diary.

Lot has happened since I spoke with you. I have avoided home as much as possible. I have been chilling with Philip. Most likely at the park. We would go into the toilets and kiss.

I think that I am spending so much time with Philip because Stepsie told us that we are moving in a week. To a place that no one knew us. Then she told me that my dream would come true. But she did not say what it was. This made me think

I miss Dad, but stepsie is totally nice now. She calls me Chrissy or Christina but that's Ok.

 

October 28

Dear Diary

At the Park, Philip and I went into a stall. He took off my clothes because he wanted to see my girls clothes and nappy. Then we kissed and all that. He told me that he loved me. I told him that I loved him.

Then we heard someone come in the stall beside us. We were quiet. But kissed a bit. We hoped that the person would leave as soon as possible, because I have this habbit of moaning when we kiss.Then something strange happened. We seen a mans thick thing through a hole in the wall that seperated the stall. We just stared at it.

"What does he want" I asked.

" I think he wants us to jerk him off" Philip said.

" OK, you do it." I said

" You're the girl, you do it"

" Lets just forget about it."

We tried forgetting about it. To be honest, I kept on thinking about it. I could hear my heart grow faster and faster. I turned around so I could kiss Philip and look at his thing with one eye. This only went on for a few minutes, then he said, "Suck my dock you sissy faggots or I will tell your parents."

I don't think that Stepsie would mind after what I tried in the clothes store. Philip looked horrified and I could see that he was starting to cry. I didn't like that one bit.

So I went down on my knee, and put his thing in my mouth. It smelled somewhat. I really don't think that he took a bath. I did the best that I could, and I could hear him call me cocksucker and faggot and sissy. To tell you the truth, I liked this. Should I like when someone teases me and calls me names. After a bit, he came in my mouth. I don't know why. But I liked it. He put money beneath the stall and we rushed out.

On the way home, I took Philip in my room. He was still in shock.

"Did you like it" He asked

"Yes"

"Its gross. He squirted in your mouth"

"Yes. I liked it. Its not my fault"

" and he paid you"

" I Know"

" You're a girl and a slut and a whore cocksuker" Philip said.

I don't know why I did it. I pulled doen his trousers and boxers and did what I loved doing now. While I was moving in and out, loving every second of it, he was moaning and groaning. I think we were both in heaven.

Just when we were finished, I seen stepsie looking through the door. For a moment I was so afraid, but then a smile came to her face. She knew I had a boyfriend was was weird, gay and now acting not just like a girl. But a girl.

 

November 1

Dear Diary

Today we moved to our new flat on the other side of town. It was a day full of surprises.

First when I came in the flat, I was surpised that everything was furnished and ready. That's good because I hate unpacking. I looked for my room, and I didn't have one. I asked Stepsie where my room was, and she said that we would have a talk later. I walked around and seen a crib in Stepsies room. I didn't have to be a genius to know who this crib was for.

Then Stepsie told me to take my tracksuit off after she changed my nappy. Then I was put in a denim overalls. You know the ones with straps over the shoulder. It was OK. Made me look like I was 5, and had a cute fairy on the front. She thre out my trackie.

We spent most of the day getting used to the new flat. Then Stepse called me into her private office. I couldn't help think that this should have been MY room

She lied turned on the computer and then her webcam. She must have invited 50 people. Then she sat on the sofa and I lied on her lap after she told me to and she started giving me a bottle of milk.

I could see myself on webcam.

"Don't worry about that. They are your fan club." She said smiling. I was confused. But I couldn't ask or say anything as a bottle was stuck in my mouth.

She continued, " You see Christina. You are famous. When I became your mummy, I opened a pay site on the computer. It is a site where people pay to come and see pictures of you and I write a bit of what you are up to. There are many members. In fact you are very famous."

My head was going in circles. I could not believe what I heard. She continued, "There first pictures of you were as boy. We all knew you were a girl born with a boys thing. But everyone agrees that your weiner is so small, its more like a clit. So as you became a sissy, pictures were added, and then you were no longer a sissy, you were a girl. So more pictures were added. Remember when you had fun with the men at the clothes store. They were very popular. I am afraid someone copied them and they are all over the net. So if you see anyone thinking they recognised you then you know they seen you enjoying men."

I could fear a tear running down my cheek. This was too much for me to handle. But Stepsie was not finished, "I made a lot of money off of you, I didn't put any aside for you, but you have a new family, so feel proud that you are paying your way. Things will change now that we move. I have thrown all your boy clothes out. You will be Christina from now on. You will be enlisted in a girls school. But don't worry, the head mistress told me that there are a few that are girls stuck in boys parts. I doubt you can recognise them. You will probably be teased because you're a baby that needs nappies. This school is great. You will be able to do ballet there like you always wanted to."

Like I always wanted to, what is she talking about? While she was talking. I realised that people kept coming to see this on webcam. Stepsie showed one. He was a woman and laughing as Stepsie kept talking to me. I spit the bottle out and asked where my room was. This was a mistake. I forgot that half the people in the world will hear her answer. "Well Christina, see you are a baby. Baby girl. You know that Baby girls sleep with their Mummy. This is why your crib is in my room. I know it's a new crib but you paid for it. The problem is that sometimes mummy will have a boyfriend. I suppose you just have to watch. I know that you liked sucking Philip and you will like looking at my boyfriends."

I felt like I was going to get sick. But she was not done yet. " Next week, we will be taking you to the doctor. He is a friend of mine so we don't have to pay him. Of couse you probably will have to pay him some other ways. The vitamin pills you have been getting was to help you stay a girl. But you need some shots to make sure you don't grow. He thinks you will even get smaller. That's good then you can have a stroller. You would like a pink one, would you? The doctor will make sure that you stay a little girl. We will have to buy you new clothes if you get smaller. I can see all this is making you happy. Blow a kiss to all your fans and we will put you in bed."

I didn't know if I should smile or cry. I was so confused.

  

  

  

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