Peace In The House

by Karen Singer

 

Chapter 3: Baby Steps

 

The next morning, Sally was awake early and went down to get breakfast ready for everyone. She really only poured out three bowls of cereal, but John's went into his new dish. The dish was shaped more like a shallow bowl than an actual dish to help keep the food inside. Sally also filled one of his new bottles with milk and set it on the table next to his plate for him.

When Kate came down for breakfast, John followed right behind her. "What's this?" John said without thinking when he saw the plate his breakfast was on and the baby bottle beside it.

"Mom bought you a present last night," Sally said to him. "I just know you're going to love them."

John didn't quite know what to think. He certainly wasn't happy as he dropped heavily into his chair and started to eat with the tiny spoon.

Both Kate and Sally watched him amusedly as they finished their own breakfast. John's spoon didn't allow him to eat very fast so Kate was finished and was gone to work long before he was through. As Kate walked out the door, the last thing she saw was John trying to drink his milk from the bottle. She laughed all the way to work.

When John finally finished, Sally sent him up to take a bath while she cleaned up in the kitchen. "And I mean a bath," she said to him, "not a shower. And pour some of my bubble-bath solution into it too. I'll be up to check on you in a minute."

John had just gotten into the tub and was soaking under a sweetly scented mass of bubbles when Sally walked in on him. "Ok," she said to him, "I noticed yesterday that your hairy legs don't look too good, so we need to fix that now. Stand up so I can shave you," she told him. "And don't worry about trying to be modest and hide yourself from me, I'm going to see it all anyway."

John reluctantly stood up in the tub and had no choice but to let Sally shave his legs. But Sally didn't stop there. She went over every square inch of his body and made sure that the only hair left was on his head. She even shaved his pubic hair. When John tried to complain, Sally just told him to shut up and hold still.

After rinsing him off, Sally took her naked brother into her room and made him lay on her bed. John wasn't sure what was going to happen and was a little fearful. When he saw Sally approaching with a diaper in her hands, he was started screaming. "No, no!" he kept saying fearfully. "I'm not going to wear a diaper!"

"Oh yes you will," said Sally. "You don't have to like it. In fact I'm really glad that you don't, but you are going to wear it!"

"No!" John screamed crying and thrashing around on the bed.

"Yes!" said Sally as she slapped his face. "Now lay still and move those hands!"

John could do nothing except lay there crying while Sally powdered and diapered him like a baby. Sally noticed that his diaper had a light blue stripe that served as a wetness indicator. "That could prove useful," she thought to herself.

 

When she was done, she gave John the same stretch-waist skirt to wear that he had worn two days before. She knew that she was going to have to get him some clothes that fit, and soon. Then she made him hold out his arms while she fastened one of her bras on him. John was still crying, but it was obvious he was not too happy about it, something that made Sally glad. Sally finished dressing John by stuffing a pair of pantyhose into each side of his bra, and then put one of her really girly t-shirts on him. The t-shirt was too tight to begin with and the padded bra made it even more so. He looked ridiculous. The skirt was full and it was short enough that it just barely covered his diaper. "Just one more thing," Sally said, and she popped the pacifier into his mouth, "and don't take it out for any reason unless I tell you to. Ok," Sally finally said as she stood back to look at him, "good enough for now. Go watch TV or something while I get dressed."

John headed downstairs. The diaper felt thick and strange between his legs. The bra was tight and very uncomfortable. It felt strange every time his arms brushed against the fake breasts protruding from his chest. Things were certainly getting worse every day, and John didn't have a clue what he could do about it.

Sally had finally just come downstairs to check on her brother when the phone rang. It was her friend Jenny from two blocks away. "Hi Jenny," Sally said to her, "what's up?"

"I was calling all the girls last night," Jenny said, "to see if anyone wanted to come over to swim in the pool today. But Megan told me about your situation with your brother. Since I really wanted it to be just girls today, I didn't call you, I'm sorry. But I got to thinking about it and since Megan said that you had John firmly under you thumb, that if you could guarantee he wouldn't be a nuisance, then you and John could both come. It wouldn't feel right if you were left out."

"Thanks so much," said Sally. "I know I would love to go. I'm not sure that John will, but what he wants doesn't really matter. In fact it might be just the right thing for him. Yes, I can certainly guarantee that he will be no problem and we'll both be there."

"Great, said Jenny, about 1:00 then. See you later."

"Bye," said Sally.

Sally walked into the den where John was watching a movie on TV and said to him, "Just because I'm stuck having to drag you everywhere I go all summer doesn't mean that I can't have any fun or see my friends. Jenny just invited us to swim in her pool this afternoon as long as I could make sure you would behave. If you're good, I'll let you have a little fun this afternoon and swim in her pool. If you're not good while we're there, I'll make sure you really regret it. Believe me, I won't hesitate for a minute to spank you right in front of all my friends."

John instantly perked up. "Don't worry," he said through the pacifier in his mouth, "I promise to be good." John was relieved that he was finally going to be able to get out of his sister's clothes and that diaper and get out of the house a little while.

Sally went to the kitchen and filled both baby bottles full of water and handed them to John. "Here," she said to him as she took his pacifier, "I want you to finish both of these as fast as you can. Don't put them down till they're both empty." Then, as John put the first bottle to his mouth and started sucking on it, she picked up the remote control for the TV and started flipping through the channels until she found a Barney program. "You can watch this instead," she said to him, "it's more appropriate for a big baby like you." The doorbell rang then, so she left him there to answer it.

"Hi Megan," she said when she had opened the door and saw who was outside. "Come on in, I'm glad you came over."

Sally and Megan went into the living room to talk where John couldn't hear them. "Jenny called me last night Megan began," sounding a little guilty.

"I know," Sally told her, "I talked to her this morning."

"Did she invite you to swim today?" Megan asked.

"Yes she did," Sally said. "She told me that she had talked to you last night and you told her about my situation with John."

"Good," said Megan. "I told her that you were pretty much put in charge of him for the whole summer and that you weren't allowed to go anywhere without him. I'm sorry if I shouldn't have told her that."

"It's Ok," said Sally. "Did you tell her about what we did to him yesterday?" she asked.

"No," Megan answered her, "I didn't think I should."

"This should be really interesting then when they see him today." Sally told her with an evil grin on her face.

"Why," Megan asked, "are you going to make him wear a dress over there today? By the way where is he?"

"Better than that," said Sally, "come and see."

"Look who's here," said Sally as she and Megan walked into the den. Sally laughed in delight at seeing John drinking from the baby bottle.

"Stand up," Sally commanded him, "and say hi to Megan the same way you learned to say thank you yesterday."

John reluctantly stood up and did a curtsey the way he had been taught and said a very contrite "Hello Megan." John's right hand was still holding the baby bottle and so he couldn't use it to lift his skirt as he curtseyed. But he did admirably just the same.

"Very nice," said Megan. "I see you're wearing a bra today too. I think the bra and the baby bottle are very nice touches."

"That's not all," Sally said to her. "Lift your skirt John," she commanded. John reluctantly stood there and lifted the front of his skirt so Megan could see his diaper.

"Oh," Megan cried in delight. "A diaper! How appropriate for a big sissy baby like you."

"Come on," Sally said quickly to Megan, wanting to get her out of there before she said anything else, "lets leave him here and go up to my room. I want to try on some bathing suits before this afternoon."

When they got to Sally's room, Sally said, "I think that John expects that I'm going to allow him to dress normally when we go to Jenny's later. I don't want to spoil the surprise for him."

"You mean you are going to make him go like that?" Jenny asked.

"Absolutely," sally answered her. "Right now, I'm planning on turning him into the biggest sissy I possibly can and I want everyone to see him that way. His old friends won't be too interested in seeing him then."

"No, I don't think they will," Megan agreed with her delightedly.

Just then, the phone rang again and Sally ran to answer it. Megan followed and heard her say, "I'm sorry Bill, but John can't come to the phone just now, but he isn't really doing anything this morning, so if you want to come over to see him, you can… Ok, see you in a few minutes then…bye." Bill was part of the bunch that John always hung around with and usually had a very unpleasant personality.

"Oh, you're cruel," said Megan with a sparkle in her eye as Sally hung up the phone. Sally just smiled.

Before going back upstairs, Sally checked in on John, he was still watching Barney, and was now starting on his second bottle. Sally picked up the empty one, refilled it and handed it back to John. "Finish this one too," she told him.

John was getting worried that he was going to have to pee soon and all the water Sally was making him drink was only making it worse. "What happens when I have to go to the bathroom?" he asked afraid of what the answer might be.

"That's the point of all the bottles," Sally said to him, "I want you to wet your diapers." Then she quickly turned and left the room with Megan following her. She didn't want hear John complain that he didn't want to.

John really wanted to protest, but there was suddenly no one there to talk to. He had been afraid that was going to be the answer, and now, Sally had confirmed it. Wetting himself like a baby was something he knew he didn't want to do. And he knew that the more he thought about having to pee, the stronger the need was going to get.

John had finally started on his third bottle when Sally came back into the den. "Look who else is here," she said to him.

When John turned his head, there was Bill who was staring back wide-eyed at him. John wanted to run as fast as he could, but there was nowhere to go. They were all blocking the door.

"What's going on?" was all Bill could say.

"I'm afraid we found John's stash of drugs and so for the rest of the summer he's being punished," Sally said to him. "Actually, the only reason I asked you over this morning was because I wanted you to see him so you could tell all his friends not to call him anymore. He's not allowed to see any of them, and as you can see, he's trying to develop a new and better personality."

Megan laughed to herself.

"Now," Sally continued to Bill, "please leave and spread the word."

Bill just looked amazed at Sally and then back at John who was starting to cry. "Geez!" was all he could say as he shook his head and headed for the door.

When he was gone, Sally smiled and said to Megan, "I don't think John will be getting too many calls from his friends for a while, do you?"

"No," Megan answered her, "I don't think so."

John was crying openly. Sally refilled the empty bottle and handed it back to him. "You know what to do with this one too," she said as she and Megan left to go back to Sally's room.

By the middle of John's fourth bottle, he had to pee really badly. He knew he was supposed to use his diaper, but he just couldn't. He stopped drinking and began squirming more and more trying to hold it back. Finally he decided that no matter what Sally would do to him, he was going to use the bathroom so he ran out of the den heading for the nearest toilet. Unfortunately for him, Sally and Megan were just coming back downstairs when they saw him run out of the den. Sally ran after him and caught him just as he got into the bathroom. "Just what do you think you're doing?" she asked him harshly.

"Let me go!" John screamed, "I have to pee!"

"I told you to use your diaper." Sally said.

"I can't!" John cried as he fought with her to free his hands so he could get his diaper off.

"Megan," Sally called to her friend. "Find me something to tie his hands with."

Megan looked quickly around the house but didn't know where to find any rope. "What can I use?" she came back and asked Sally who was by now holding John in a very painful hold to keep control of him.

Sally thought for a minute then said. "There's some duct tape in the bottom kitchen drawer. Get that."

Megan ran to the kitchen, found the tape and brought it back to the bathroom as fast as she could. "Tape his wrists together," Sally said to her as she held John's wrists up behind his back. Megan dutifully wrapped several layers of tape around his wrists and then cut the tape off. Sally got off of John and let him go.

John jumped up and thrashed around trying to get his hands free, but it was useless. He was crying again. "Please, please take this diaper off of me and let me pee," he kept pleading.

"You can pee anytime you want," Sally told him, "but the diaper stays on! Now back to the den.

John was still squirming and dancing around trying not to wet himself as he was marched back to the den. Sally picked up the unfinished baby bottle to hand to him then realized that he could no longer hold it in his hands. "Oh darn," she said. "I wanted to keep him drinking from the bottle, but he can't hold it anymore, and I really don't feel like holding it for him right now."

"I have an idea," said Megan, "but it will mean undoing his hands for a minute. "Ok," said Sally, "I'm game."

Sally grabbed John's wrists and held him down while Megan untapped them. Then she grabbed John's left hand, which he was holding in a tight fist, and started to wrap the tape tightly around it so that he couldn't open it. When she finished with that hand, Megan picked up the baby bottle, and forced John's right hand around it, then started wrapping the tape around his right hand and the bottle. When she was finished, there was no way that John could even let go of the bottle. "Ok," Megan said at last, "all done, let him up."

Sally let go of John and got off of him again then she and Megan stood back to watch as John thrashed at his diaper with his now useless hands. Sally started to laugh. "I'll tell you what John," she said to him, "if you can get your diaper off now, you can use the bathroom like you want."

John was crying. No matter what he did, he just didn't have any way to remove the diaper.

Sally walked over to him and suddenly yanked his skirt down to the floor. "I have a feeling that you'll be wet pretty soon she said to him, and now, we can see it. Now you just stand right there so we can watch you and put that bottle in your mouth again and keep drinking!"

John was in absolute agony over having to pee and he couldn't hold still. He was crying, but he put the bottle back into his mouth and pretended to drink from it. Sally and Megan sat down and just laughed at him.

A few minutes later, Megan said to Sally, "Is that blue stripe on his diaper turning darker at the bottom?"

Sally looked closer, "It certainly is," she confirmed. "He must be starting to wet himself, but by the way he's still dancing around, he isn't nearly finished yet."

John was still trying not to wet himself, but he was getting tired and he had felt a little bit of pee leak out into his diapers. But it was getting harder and harder to hold back and a few minutes later, despite all his efforts to stop it, the pee was just flooding out of him into his diaper. There was just no stopping it. He bawled like a baby as he felt the warm pee flooding around him and filling his diaper.

"Finally," Sally said at last. "See, you can pee in your diapers. Just like a big baby." Then she walked over to him, pulled his skirt back into place, sat him down in front of the TV again, and shoved his bottle back into his mouth. "Now finish that!" she said to him as she and Megan walked out of the room again.

John was miserable. The agony of having to pee was now replaced by the unfamiliar feeling of the warm wet diaper around him. He sucked on his bottle again as he cried and without realizing it, gathered a small measure of comfort from it.

Megan soon left to go home for lunch and to get ready for their swim herself. "I'll stop here on the way over and we can all walk together," she said to Sally as she left.

Sally went into the kitchen to prepare an early lunch for John and herself. With John's hands taped up and useless, Sally knew there was no way he could feed himself, so Sally ate a small salad by herself then mixed some peanut butter and jelly together in a bowl for John. She brought John into the kitchen, sat him down and fed him his lunch. John was grateful to finally get something he liked instead of the mashed up lunches he had been getting. When he was through, Sally brought a pitcher of water over and refilled the bottle still taped in John's hand. Then she went up and got a fresh diaper for him, and changed him while she made him suck on the bottle. John was certain glad to have his diaper changed.

When she was through, Sally sent him back in to watch children's TV shows until it was time to go.

"Don't we have to leave soon?" John asked her.

"Pretty soon," Sally confirmed. "When can I get changed?" John asked her.

"I just changed you," Sally said.

"No, I mean to go out," said John.

"You are changed to go out," said Sally with an evil grin. Oh, but don't worry, I packed a bathing suit for you. You can change when you get there."

John was horrified. His sister was planning to take him out of the house dressed just as he was. This was something he hadn't even contemplated.
A few minutes before 1:00, Megan knocked at the door to wait for Sally and John. Sally was wearing her bathing suit under her top, but John was still dressed the same way he was earlier except that he was now wearing his sneakers on his feet. Megan laughed. "This should be funny," she said, as Sally literally had to push John out the door.

It was bad enough for John to be outside dressed the way he was, but watching Sally lock the door behind them seemed to make matters even worse. He knew he would have no choice but to publicly humiliate himself in front of everyone.

When they arrived at Jenny's house, they went through the back gate straight into the pool area. Jenny was already laying out in one of the chairs and their friend Cathy was laying along side her. "Hi," Sally called out to them as they walked through the gate.

Jenny and Cathy looked up and started to say hi to Sally and Megan when they both saw John. "My God!" exclaimed Cathy. Jenny was still searching for words. "The both just sat staring at John wearing Sally's clothes, with tape wrapped around one hand, and a baby bottle taped into his other hand.

"What did you do to him?" Jenny finally was able to say.

"He's being punished," Sally told them. "I've kind of decided that since I'm going to be stuck with him for the rest of the summer, that I'm going to make his life as miserable as possible. So I'm turning him into the biggest sissy I possibly can."

"Well, it certainly looks like you doing a good job of it," said Cathy.

"I like the baby bottle bit," said Jenny, "but why are his hands taped up that way?"

"Lift you skirt," Sally said to John. John awkwardly tired to lift his skirt. It wasn't easy with his useless hands, but he managed to finally get the bottle under it to help hold it up.

"He's wearing diapers!" exclaimed Jenny in amazement.

"How sweet," Cathy added teasingly to John.

"Are you going to let him swim? Jenny asked Sally.

"Yes," Sally answered her. "I brought a bathing suit for him, but I wanted you to see him first."

"I'm glad you did," said Jenny. "Seeing him like that has absolutely made my day!" she added.

"Can I please change now?" John asked, his face a nice bright red from embarrassment.

"Not quite yet," Sally answered him as she walked over to him and once again yanked off his skirt leaving him with nothing to cover his diaper. "First you have to finish that bottle of water, and show everyone how big a baby you really are by wetting your diapers for them. Now sit down there and drink. And if we have to wait too long to see your wet diapers, I'll just refill the bottle again and you can keep trying. In the meantime, we're going to cool off and swim in the pool, while you stay right there in the sun till you do as you're told."

John dutifully sat down in the chair and started sucking on his bottle again. It was certainly hot out in the sun and watching the girls splashing in the cool water made him envious of them. All the water he had been drinking all day had left him with the need to pee again, but doing so was not easy. By the time John had finished the bottle, he had to pee pretty badly and he was really hot and sweaty. He knew there was no way around it, so he concentrated and was finally able to allow himself to pee in his diapers again. In seconds, the warm wet pee that was flooding around him had soaked far enough into his diapers to change to color of the wetness indicator strip on the outside. John stood up to let Sally know that he had finally wet himself, but he didn't have to say anything. All the girls noticed his sagging diapers at the same time and laughed at him telling him what a big baby he certainly was. "May I please have my bathing suit now so I can go swimming?" John asked politely.

"Yes you may," Sally answered him. "You were a good boy and did exactly as you were told, so as I said earlier, you can enjoy yourself and swim for a while."

"He can change in my room," Jenny told Sally.

Sally got out of the pool, grabbed her big tote bag and led John into the house. "I guess we better take this tape off your hands," she said as she started to pry the tape up. Getting the tape off was a bit difficult for Sally, but even more so for John since it pulled at his skin. But when it was off, he was certainly very glad to be able to move his fingers again. Then Sally took his t-shirt, bra, and diaper off of him. "Here," she said as she reached into her bag and brought out a bathing suit for John, "put this on while I put the rest of your clothes in the bag."

John looked at the bathing suit. He had been expecting on of his bathing suits but he knew he should have known better. Sally had handed him one of her bikini suits. John pulled the bottom of the bathing suit into place. While it covered his privates, they certainly formed a strange looking bulge underneath. Sally had to help him fasten the top in place. When she finished, John didn't know if he felt more ridiculous wearing Sally's bathing suit, or the outfit he had on just a few minutes earlier. He reluctantly followed Sally back out to the pool and braced himself for the reactions of all the girls when they saw him.

"Oh look!" shouted Cathy as she saw John emerge from the house. All the girls broke into fits of laughter. John would have loved to find a very deep hole to crawl into.

"That suit is definitely you," said Megan laughing.

"It really makes look like a sissy," added Jenny.

John jumped into the water. The water was very cold, but felt great after being out in the hot sun. John felt a little more protected and covered in it, almost like he could hide under it. He mostly stayed by himself and swam around in the corner of the deep end, but after a while, the cold water started to make him shiver. He was forced to get out for a while to warm up.

"Lay over here in the sun," Sally told him pointing to a lounge chair next to her. "It will warm you up quick."

John laid down in the chair and let the warm rays of the sun wash over him. It wasn't long before he was hot again and was ready to jump back into the pool. That's how he spent the next couple of hours, going back and forth from the chair to the pool. Most of the time, the rest of the girls ignored him. Something he was really glad about.

When it was time to leave, Sally gave him his sneakers and made him put the t-shirt on over his bathing suit. "You were very good this afternoon," Sally told him as they walked home. "You did exactly as you were told, and weren't a bother to anyone. I'm sure Jenny will let us come back to swim again next time."

John didn't say anything. He just wanted to get home.

 

That evening when Kate came home, she found Sally and John making dinner together again in the kitchen. John was once again dressed in the skirt, bra with the pantyhose inside, and t-shirt. By the way he was walking, Kate was sure he was wearing a diaper underneath. There was no sign that either of them had been upset or fighting. All Kate felt was a sense of quiet peace in the house. "What a nice atmosphere to come home to," she said more to herself than to her kids.

During dinner, John ate his food from his baby dish and drank from his bottle while Sally filled their mother in on what had happened all day.

John had been fairly quiet all during the meal, but as they were finishing he suddenly blurted out, "Mom, do I have to do everything Sally tells me to do? She made me wear a diaper all day today and drink lots of water and she didn't let me use the bathroom. She made me wear her bathing suit over at Jenny's when we went swimming, and she totally ruined my life when Bill came over and let him see me and she's showing me off to all her friends. I'll never live it down. Everyone will laugh at me for the rest of my life! She says she's going to turn me into a big sissy and she's telling everyone about it."

Kate quietly listened to his complaining. When he was through, she said slowly and clearly to him, "You were the one who was caught with drugs. You were the one who stole Sally's diamond earrings and sold them. Never mind how expensive they were, they were given to her by your Daddy and were very special to her. You have been rude to everyone and have been fighting over everything for as long as I can remember. Since your punishment has started, this house has been more at peace than ever before. I can't tell you how much nicer it is to come home to it this way. If you were allowed to continue to see your friends and buy more drugs, you would probably be in jail soon or worse. So the answer is simply this. Sally stays in charge, and you 'will' do everything your sister tells you to do, no matter what! It's obviously working, so I don't care at all if she turns you into a big sissy and everybody knows it. You do what she says!"

John just hung his head and cried softly.

 

When Sally got John ready for bed that night, she realized that John would probably try to sneak into the bathroom and use the toilet while everyone was sleeping. "I'm sorry to have to do this to you again," she said as she once again taped his baby bottle filled with warm milk into his hand, "but I just can't trust you to not try to use the bathroom during the night. We're going to have to find a better way to keep your hands out of trouble. Now, I expect that bottle to be finished before you get up in the morning. So drink it."

John felt totally helpless. He never realized how not having the use of his fingers could make even sleeping difficult. He couldn't even pull the covers over himself the way he wanted them. John didn't get a lot of sleep that night because he had to pee so much. Twice he had to flood his diapers before he could cry himself quietly back to sleep.

  

  

  

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