Transformation in Reno

by DeeWet

 

John and I met at a party. I had just moved to take a new job on the west coast and he worked for a large law firm. We talked for a while over wine and he offered me a free ticket to the Lakers on Friday.

We had a great time at the game and began to go to other sporting events and dinner. Now, I wasn't gay and thought nothing of our dates. I guess date was not the right word since we were just two guys going out together.

When he sent me an airline ticket to Reno, I hesitated, wondering if this was developing into something else besides a friendship. He stood about 6'5'' and against my 5'4" 130 pounds he seemed overwhelming sometimes and once he did mention that it was too bad that I wasn't a girl. Then we wouldn't get the stares from people wondering if we weren't a gay couple.

With the ticket was a note from him saying that he had just won a huge case and wanted to celebrate in Reno with me. Would I meet him there? He promised that it would be a week that I wouldn't forget.

So here I was, on a Southwest flight to Reno. The plane just stopped at the gate and people are moving around getting their luggage. I felt very strange taking the ticket and having a man spend money on me. I can't explain it, but I almost feel feminine as I ed to get off the plane.

As I followed the passengers off the airplane, my heart beat hard. I try to take in a deep breath to calm myself, but it didn't work.

I looked around for him at the gate but he wasn't there. Should I go to get my luggage? Would he be there?

My luggage came around the carrousel and he still wasn't there to meet me. I started getting worried, then I saw a tall blond woman holding a sign with my name.

She smiled strangely as I tell her that I'm Terry. She insisted on carrying my bags to the waiting limo. Again, I felt feminine walking behind her with nothing in my hands.

The driver of the limo waited with the door open for me. They put my bags into the trunk and before she follows me into the limo, I heard her saying something to the driver that makes no sense to me. "Don't worry about his bags. He won't be needed those clothes this week."

I wonder what she meant by that. Was that crazy guy buying me a new wardrobe to go with a free vacation?

She introduced herself as Nina and told me that her job is to get me ready for a great week. I asked her what that meant as we pulled out of the airport but instead she poured a glass of champagne. I took the drink and down it fast, looking to calm my racing nerves.

She just stared at me as I drank two more glasses. Finally, after about fifteen minutes the car stopped. I looked out the window and saw that we have pulled in front of a place called the Glamour and Transformation boutique.

I am handed an envelope. In it was a note from John.

Terri

As you said, we have been having a good time together. If you were a girl we might become more than friends. I have never had these feelings for a man, but I know they are real. I also know that it would be easier if one of us was a girl and seeing that you are over a foot smaller than me, it makes sense for you to be that girl. Nina is there to help you make the transformation. I'm not asking you for anything sexual, just to be a girl that I can wine and dine this week. That way we can be together with no stares. Well, maybe some at you, because I know you will make a very pretty girl.

If this isn't for you, just tell Nina to take you back to the airport. No hard feelings.

 

I was afraid to look up from the letter to Nina. She knew already what he wanted from me. That is why she made the comments about my clothes. The car idled patiently as I re-read the note several times.

"You'll make a splendid girl," said Nina.

A long time ago, when I was just starting high school and only 4'10" and weighed maybe 80 pounds, I used to fantasize about being a girl instead of a boy. The world is tough on a small boy with girlish features so I spent most of my time alone. If I had been a girl, it would have been so much better. Surely, I would have been popular.

I wasn't sure what I should do. No way was I ready to turn gay and have sex with him, but then, if we didn't go that far what would be the harm? Maybe I would find out that I like being dressed and acting like a girl.

"Could I pull it off?"

Nina pointed out the window. "With their help and me, I'm positive that no one will know."

She opened the door and stepped out of the car. I was still not sure what to do, but when she held out her hand, I take it and let her lead me into the transformation shop. The staff was waiting for me.

There were three women, all a little overweight, but their faces and hair are beautiful. I ed around nervously and saw that I'm the only customer. That helped me relax a little, but it was very embarrassing as they all smiled knowingly at me. I thought to change my mind, but one of the women grabbed my arm and guided me toward a back room.

"You look like a deer caught in the headlights," she said. "Relax and let us take care of everything. You're going to be so happy with the results."

I look around the room and it seems to be a very nice beauticians workplace. The colors are all soft pinks and purples. Soft music plays.

"Now lets take off those clothes and get started."

I don't know if it is the music or her voice, but I'm began to relax. A sense of submissiveness flowed into me as I decided to enjoy the experience and trust what John has planned for me.

"The nasty underwear too," she said.

I pull the underwear down to me ankles and step out. I dare not look in her eyes as she sees how small I am down there.

"Take this," she softly said. I looked up and she was holding out a silky pink robe to me. I thankfully toke it from her and put it on to cover my embarrassment.

The next thing she did was to take me to another room that was obviously a spa. One of the other women waited by a bubble filled sunken tub. She had on a black plastic dress on and rubber gloves. Her blond hair was long and looked bright against the slickness of her black dress.

The woman in the black dress stepped over to me and takes my long black hair out of the ponytail. She pushed it up under a pink shower cap. Without a word, but with a warm smile she led me to the tub.

The water was very hot and I instinctively try to rise up out of the tub, but her hand was firm as she pushed me deeper into the water. Soon I grew used to the water and any doubts I had seem to slid away into the scented water. After a while, I drift into a semi-sleep. The world seemed distant as the woman in the plastic dress washes my manhood away.

I stepped out of the bath to find that all my body hair was gone and my skin rosy and smooth. I spent a few moments rubbing the softness of my legs, before I was led to a hairdressers chair back in the other room.

The chair is fully reclined so I was actually lying down. They removed my pink robe. "Raise you hip, darling," said one of the women.

Totally submissively, I do as asked and she slid a thick towel underneath my butt. She lifts the front of the towel to dry me. At least that is what I thought she was doing, but surprisingly she pulled the towel tight around me. I tried lifting my head but another woman pushed me down. "This is just a diaper so we don't have to worry about getting you to the bathroom as we work on you."

For some reason that doesn't bother me. I even lifted my hips again without being asked when she slides some plastic pants on me. The combination of the fluffy diaper and protection of the plastic felt wonderful and before I realized what was happening I wet myself. The warm liquid running down the side of my hips and along my balls to puddle in the crack of my butt before being absorbed by the diaper

"Looks like we got those on you just in time."

My face burned with embarrassment. I'd just wet my diaper like a baby in front of several women.

The woman that had pushed down my head is rubbed something on my chest. To take the baby thing further they gave me a baby bottle of juice to drink.

Now I was fitting with rubber life like looking breast. I'm using the seven day glue," said on of the woman, but she really wasn't talking to me. They were talking with each other now as if I was a baby that didn't need to be told what is happening.

She stuck the boobs on me and then pushed me to sit up. She started playing with them to see if the were firmly in place. I couldn't believe this.

"How do I get these off?" I asked.

I only got a smile for an answer and then they moved the back of the chair up so that I was now sitting. They began to work on my hair as they put it into tight curlers. This and the make up took several hours and two more baby bottles. I was very happy to have the diaper on during this time.

When they finished by putting a light pink polish on my fake nails, they finally showed me the results in the mirror. I was stunned. Looking back at me is a pretty girl with her long curly black hair hanging down on soft shoulders. They had put a pink bow in my hair.

"Why the little girl look?" I asked. I expected to look like a hot woman.

"It's what we are being paid to make you."

They started dressing me. First, I was fitting into a very tight pink corset. They still hadn't removed my diaper or pink plastic pants.

"Lean over the chair and take a deep breath."

Before I could exhale, they pulled the laces of my corset tight.

"I can't breath."

"Sure you can," said a woman. "Just take small ones."

I find by doing that I could breath.

Before they dressed me more, the chair was lowered.

"Lie on your stomach."

I did what they ask and they removed my diaper and plastic pants. I then feel something cold and slick at my butt hole. Next, something is inserted.

"We need to make sure that you are clean for your man."

I start to rise. I'm not stupid. I knew what she meant.

Someone grabbed my wrist and they are strapped down to the table. "Just relax."

I felt warm water filling me. When it seemed like I was about to burst, they stopped the water.

Suddenly I felt something swelling in me.

"That will help you keep it in you for a while."

I was forced to lie on the table for several minutes as the enema solution works on my bowels. I felt cramps and pleaded for relief.

They released the enema nozzle from me and unclamped my wrists. I hurry to the bathroom, desperately holding my asshole closed. Despite everything, I do leak a little down my leg before I fell on the toilet.

They all watched as I expelled everything from my bowels.

"Do you think she needs another?"

"I don't think so."

"Now get off there and bend over."

I can see that she is holding a tampon. "This is to protect your pretty panties from any leakage."

I reluctantly bend over and she rammed the tampon home. She pulls on the string to make sure that it is in tight.

They next have me put on a gaff as they push my equipment out of sight.

The panties are satin white with little red hearts. They fit me perfectly. I was made to step into very fluffy petticoat trimmed in red. When she pulled it up to my waist I'm amazed by how far it stands out.

The dress is satin red with white polka dots. It fall down to just above my knees, but is not long enough to cover the bottom of the petticoat. Instead of hose, she puts ruffled socks and black Mary Jane shoes on my feet. Now I think back to John's note and realize that he said I would make a great girl not woman.

All the women gather around to look at me and several take pictures.

Right then Nina comes into the shop.

"She is perfect!" cried Nina.

"I can't go out looking like this," I said.

"We almost forgot," said one of the ladies. She picks up a spray bottle and tells me to open my mouth. I do and she sprays a thick mist into my throat.

"Now ask that question again," she said.

I asked again, but this time my voice sounds like a girl's.

They all clap.

"He's waiting outside," said Nina.

"Where can we go with me dressed like a little girl?"

"A very special place," answered Nina.

The women all wished me luck and one of them whispered in my ear. "Be sure to swallow. Men love that."

I stopped the front door. It is one thing to play games in the safety of this shop, it is another thing to step outside. Nina helped with the decision as she took my hand and pulled me out into the sunlight.

John stood on the curb and by his wide smile, I believed he liked what he saw. Any hesitation I felt about being his girl, disappeared. Standing there in a dress, petticoat, panties, and long curly hair changes the way I looked at him. I now can think of him as a man. A man I want to please. He held out his hand like a gentleman and helped me into the Limo.

"Why the little girl clothes?" I asked

"I can get women if I want," he replied. "I want you to be my little sissy."

He lifted my skirts to look at my panties. "I told them to keep you in diapers."

I squirmed a little on the leather seat and could feel the tampon in my rear move some.

"How far are we going with this," I softly asked in my new girl voice.

For an answer, he put my little hand on his crotch. I could feel that he is excited.

"I'm not sure," I said.

"You have no choice," he replied. "I have all your clothes locked away except for the girl clothes waiting at the house we are renting." He squeezed my hand. "When you stepped into the transformation shop you gave yourself over to me for the week. You'll be my sissy, diapered slave until Saturday."

How stupid was I not to see the trap. It was so seductive that I kept me eyes closed to the signs. He was right. I was trapped! Surprisingly, I found this very exciting. Being trapped meant that I'm not responsible for what I'm forced to do.

I see that the windows of the limo are heavily tinted. "What do you want me to do, Daddy?" I make my voice sound scared.

He smiled and pulled down his zipper. I reached over and softly pulled his large penis through the hole in his boxer shorts. After being used to seeing my little equipment, his seemed huge. I wonder how I could do this without choking.

"This is going to be so much fun, Terri," he said. "I've dreamed of you being my sissy since we first met. At night I would dream about you wrapping those lovely lips around me."

I get off the seat and knelt in from of him. I looked into his eyes as I lowered my waiting wet mouth over the top of his cock. He moaned and I took the whole thing into me. A sissy moan escaped from me as his cock filled my mouth. This is so good. I can't believe I'm riding in a limo, dressed as a girl while I sucked my friend's cock. My own little penis is hard in my panties as I worked on his shaft, moving my lips up and down it's length.

I felt him growing bigger, but his explosive orgasm surprised me. I didn't expect this much cum as he sprayed my throat. As fast as I could, I tried to swallow it all. The taste pushes me over the edge and I come in my white satin panties.

He pulled me off his spent cock. I sat back on my heels and swallowed the last drops of his semen. I am all wet and sticky from coming in my panties. He sees this and picks up the phone in the car.

"Nina, Terri made a mess in her panties. Meet me at the club with some diapers and plastics pants for our new diaper slave."

He told me to lie down on the floor with my hands behind my back. I have no choice so I do what my new master said. He put my wrist in cuffs and I'm told to open my mouth which he fills with a ball gag.

I lie there helplessly as we head to this unknown place. My head swims with thoughts on what might be next for this sissy diaper slave.

As I lay at John's feet on the floor, I worry about what I just did.

Dressed in a red dress and petticoat, my feet in ruffled socks and black Mary Jane shoes, my white satin panties are wet and sticky between my legs. I had sucked my friend's cock. I can still taste his cum. The most worrisome part to me is that I loved it and can't wait to please him again.

I can't describe the feeling of helplessness as I lay there with my wrist bound behind my back and my mouth plugged with a large red ball gag. I wanted to ask John what party we were going to but that is impossible.

After awhile, the limo stops and Nina gets into the car. She is dressed so hot in a red leather jumpsuit and high spiked heels. She is carrying a gym back.

"How is little Terri doing?" she asks. "Did she enjoy her first cock bottle?"

They turn me over onto my back

"Look what a mess she made in her new panties."

Nina pulls down my soiled panties and then my gaff.

"I see that you aren't big enough to be wearing panties," she says as she takes a disposable diaper from the gym bag. Before she puts that on me, she powders my butt and private areas. After she finishes with the powder, she pulls up the diaper and tapes me in tightly at the waist.

I see that there is a blue indicator strip to inform everyone when I'm wet. For added protection and sissyness she pulls out a pair of ruffled panties with a plastic lining to put on me.

"She's all ready now," says Nina as she ties a bib around my neck.

We step out into the street in front of a non-descript brick warehouse.

There is a long line of brightly dressed women and men. I'm deeply embarrassed with my little girl clothes and bound wrists. I lower my head and try to back into the limo.

"Don't be shy," says Nina.

They lead me past the line to the front. My shoes click loudly on the pavement and I can hear the plastic of my diaper crinkle with each step.

Nina seems to know the woman at the front door and we are allowed to go in ahead of the rest. Inside was nothing like the outside. Here was a plush large lobby. A sign over one of the door said "Bondage Club" and over another was a sign pointing upstairs, "Sissy Party". We went upstairs, but before we did, I get a glimpse of the Bondage Room. A waitress walks by in panties with no top. Her hands are chained in front of her and a wide piece of white tape seals her mouth. At the top of the steps, we are met by a heavy woman dressed in a nurse outfit.

"Nina," she says. "This is the prettiest little girl you have ever bought to the party."

"This is a special night for her and her daddy," says Nina. "She was just transformed today."

"Take them to booth twelve," she says to a tall sissy, who is obviously a man dressed in a pink ballerina dress and thickly diapered.

As we are led to our booth, I sneak a look around. Never would I believe that there are this many people who liked to be dressed as little girls. Many of them are so pretty.

"Does the little girl need a booster seat?" asked the ballerina.

"Certainly," said Nina.

It is obvious that Nina is in charge and that this is John's first time here. I wonder who she is? Did John hire her for this week?

The ballerina returned with a large booster seat, but this isn't like any normal one. Sticking out of the seat is a large purple penis. I squirmed and moaned around my ball gag. I couldn't sit on that. The ballerina pulled out a rubber and slid it over the penis. He next applied a thick coat of lubricant.

"What about her diaper?" asked John.

Nina doesn't answer. Instead, she bends down and pulls down my panties.

"Can you get me some scissors she ask the ballerina?"

She returned with a pair and Nina cuts a slit in the back of my pampers.

"Put her chair in the booth," said Nina to John.

He followed her orders and smiled at me.

Nina helped me into the booth and lined me up over the penis. Slowly I'm pushed down. When I feel it at my back door I hesitate.

"All the way," said Nina

The penis penetrated me. I can felt it pushing me open and it hurts. I cried around my gag. Saliva ran around the ball to dribble on my plastic bib. People have gathered around the booth to watch and I'm so sorry that I took the flight to Reno.

Then it is over and I impaled on a rubber penis, sitting in a booster seat with my hands bound and my mouth gagged. I am totally helpless and submissive to John and Nina.

Because of the height of the booster chair, my feet couldn't touch the floor. This made the pressure of the rubber penis jammed up my butt worse as my feet dangled in the air.

They ordered drinks. Nina took out my ball gag and they untied my wrists.

I was given vodka and orange juice in a sippy cup.

After three sippy cups, I'm feeling drunk. Also, any inhibitions are melt away and I was enjoying myself. I let myself go to being a submissive sissy. I had nothing to think about except bringing pleasure to John. They gagged me again and my hands are bound in front of me. I hold them daintily on my dress. Nina laughed and whispered something to John. He also seemed to be getting drunk.

I saw him reach down to the side of my chair and then I fell into pleasure. On the side of the booster chair must have been a switch, for now the penis was vibrating inside of me. I started moaning around the gag. The sensation overpowers everything and I'm only focused on the penis inside of me.

"Your sissy seems to be enjoying the chair," said someone, but the voices are distant as the vibrating penis work on me.

I felt pressure building inside mean it is like I have to go to the bathroom but can't. My feet swing in the air and I loose control of my bladder. The warm liquid spreads around my own little penis.

Then he turnsed the chair off.

"Let's take her to a back room," said Nina.

"What goes on there?" asked John.

"You get to play with your sissy."

The pressure is building behind the purple penis. When she pulled me off the boaster seat, I knew I was going to lose it. Tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't believe I'm crying. I haven't done that since I was a kid, but I couldn't stop myself as the rubber penis slid out of me.

"I've got to go to the bathroom," I said in my little girl voice.

"So go," said John.

"You have a diaper on," says Nina. She tells me to lift my feet as she pulls a transparent pair of plastic pants over my diaper.

"But," I started to say, but it was too late. I tried to squeeze. This was not a normal poop. Instead, what came out of me is a noisy, runny mess. I stand there crying as I filled my diaper.

When I finished I look up to see everyone looking at me. Many have smiles on their faces.

"You're a hit," said Nina. "Come on let's go change you so we can have more fun."

"What about my tip?" asked the ballerina. He now has no diaper on and his large cock sticks out from under his tutu

"Show him that you're thankful," says Nina to me as she removes my gag.

It is one thing to suck the cock of someone you like, but another to do it with a stranger. It is hard to believe I'm saying that to myself since before today I never thought about giving a blow job to anyone.

I drop to my knees and Nina pushes my face toward his big tool. My mouth was stiff from the gag and it hurt some as I stretch my lips to engulf him.

He starts fucking my mouth. As he pushed forward, Nina held the back of my head. I could smell his cock and the stuff in my diaper. My mouth was completely full and when he came, I had to swallow large gulps before he finished.

"Was that a sufficient tip," asked Nina.

"My turn," said John as they pulled me back to my feet and we headed toward the back rooms.

John and Nina led me out of the main bar area. I could still taste the cum from the waiter and my diaper smelled. As we left the bar area I didn't look up because I didn't want to know who had just watched me as

I had knelt and sucked another cock.

What a strange thing. Before this vacation, I never thought about being gay and now I'm a cocksucker. Even stranger and surprising was that I liked the felling of a cock filling my mouth and felt a little empty without one moving between my lips.

The room they took me to was a changing room. Inside the smell of baby powder and other not so pleasant smells filled the air. A very large woman in a rubber nurses outfit was just finishing with a diaper change.

"I'm almost finished here," she said to us. "Take those cuffs off of her."

One the large changing table was a very small man dressed like a little girl. Her hair was very curly and tied in several bows. Instead of a dress, she only wore a little pink shirt and when she stood after the nurse finished, her thickly diapered bottom was on full display to everyone. She smiled at me around the pink pacifier in her mouth.

That smile quickly disappeared as a big man grabbed the lease attached to her neck collar and pulled her from the room.

"She's next," said the woman.

The booze was starting to wear off and I was growing a little tired of this baby game. What I wanted was to get out of these soiled diapers and be dressed as a sexy woman for John. Maybe we could go get something to eat?

"I don't want to do this anymore," I said.

The nurse's face grew red and she smacked me hard across the face. I fell back into John's arms.

"Hold her," said the nurse.

He must have hesitated because the nurse shouted. "You do what I say or you can leave. If you leave, you can never come back."

John grabbed me wrist. I tried to struggle, but his hands were like iron vises. The nurse strapped purple rubber cuffs on my wrists.

"Open up your mouth," she said. She was holding a leather gag with a black rubber cock. I tried to turn my head away, but she squeezed my nose and I opened my mouth. She pushed the rubber cock into my mouth and quickly locked the gag in place.

"That should keep her quiet," said the nurse. Now put her on the table."

John lifted me easily onto the table. The nurse took my wrist and attached them to something above my head. I was helpless on the table with a rubber cock filling my mouth.

"Looks like we made a mess," said the nurse. I felt her pulling down my plastic pants and then cold air hit me as she took the tape off my soiled diaper.

"I can sure see why he is the little sissy," she laughed. Look how little his toy is."

I heard the snap of a rubber glove and then one of her finger probed my ass.

"She still needs some cleaning out."

She pulled up my plastic pants without putting a diaper on me. They felt huge without the diaper. Then she released the chains holding my arms to the table.

"You try to fight me and I'll spank you so hard you won't be able to sit," she said to me. "Do you hear me?" I nodded since it would be impossible to answer with my full mouth.

She pulled my dress off and petticoat replaced them with a dress made of pink plastic. She kept the tight corset on me. Then she told John to put me face down on the table while she took off my Mary Jane shoes and ruffled socks.

She pulled down my plastic pants and I felt a tube of plastic enter my butt, followed by a rush of warm water filling me. I moaned around my gag. I didn't want another enema.

She filled me until I was bloated from the warm water.

"Don't you spill a drop," she said as she told me to stand.

I desperately struggled to keep everything inside of me as she pulled

up my transparent plastic panties. Next, she took me over to the large mirror on the far wall and made me turn so that my butt faced the mirror. There were two long chains hanging from the ceiling that she attached to my wrist cuffs.

"Hold it as long as you can."

I was standing on a tiled floor that sloped to a floor drain. I'm not stupid and knew that the mirror had to be a window on the other side and people were watching me struggle to hold the enema inside.

Cramps twisted my guts. I felt the muscles of my butt twitching against the strain. I looked down and saw that my fake boobs were quite visible through the sheer pink plastic of my dress and that they bounced as I fought against the chains that held me to the ceiling.

Then, it was over. In an explosion of water and shit, I filled the plastic pants. Liquid filled the panties and leaked down my legs to the tile floor. I looked over at John and screamed into my gag. Why was he letting them do this to me?

I hadn't noticed before that the plastic panties had snaps on the front. The nurse smiled and pulled open the front of my panties and everything ran down me to the floor. She then took a big wet rag and cleaned me.

"She's ready for you," said the Nurse to John.

With the gag in my mouth and just being cleaned out by the enema, I'm sure that I'm about to be fucked for the first time. Since the hairdressers, I had a feeling in the back of my mind that I would be fucked before the night was over, but I'd hoped it would be something more romantic. I moaned and tried to plead, but all that came out around the penis in my mouth was a whimper.

I was put into a pair of purple rubber panties that she had to work on since they were very tight. was a round hole in the back of the panties.

There was a bed in the room. The nurse unchained me from the ceiling and led me to the bed. The sheet were plastic and she pushed me face first on to the bed, then placed a plastic cover pillow under me to raise my latex covered butt into the air.

Bondage was always part of the game and my wrist cuffs were attached to rings on the sides of the bed. I whimpered when I saw that John had removed his pants and his massive cock was rock hard for me. That thing would rip me apart. He just smiled at me as the nurse lubricated his cock.

"I know this is what you always dreamed about," he said to me.

I tried to tell him that I had changed my mind, that I just wanted to get back on that plane and go home, but I was totally helpless as I only slobber around the rubber cock filling my mouth.

The plastic sheet crinkled as he climbed up on the bed behind me. I closed my eyes as I felt the tip of his massive cock touch my hole. Slowly, he pushed it in me. I screamed into my gag. The pain was unbearable. Then he pushed hard and was in me. I felt a dick filling both my ass and mouth. I'd become a total submissive slut and started rocking to meet his thrust as I sucked hard at the rubber dick in my mouth.

I moaned in my gag now for him to keep fucking me. My man was fucking the shit out of me and I loved the feeling of being the source of his moans. He grabbed my hip and plunged in as he had an orgasm. I could feel his hot cum shooting into me. At that same time, I filled the front of my rubber panties with my sticky cum.

Spent and happy, I laid on the plastic sheet that was now slippery from my sweat. My wrists were still firmly bound to the bed. The nurse released me and put me back on the table. This time she was being very gentle as she took of my rubber panties and clean me up with a wet warm rag. She then powdered me and slid a thick flannel diaper under me. Before she finished, she also put another thick piece of cloth inside this diaper. When she pinned it on me, I could feel my legs being forced apart by the thick diaper. She followed this with a very cute print pair of plastic pull on panties.

She sat me up to unzip and remove my plastic dress. I was put into a cute yellow blouse with matching socks and the black Mary Jane shoes.

"Time to go," said Nina. John had his pants back on and he rubbed my neck and told me that if I was good, that tomorrow I could be a big girl and he would take me around town as his date. I wanted that very badly, but couldn't tell him since I still had the gag filling my mouth. They started leading me out of the room as I squirmed to tell them that I didn't want to go outside with my diapered state so obvious and I wanted them to remove my gag. No one seemed to notice.

When we stepped outside the club, I was sick with humiliation. The line was still long to get in and I quickly became the center of attraction.

"Is her diaper wet?" someone shouted.

"What's baby sucking on?"

Nina stopped us before we got in the limo and turned me around to face the crowd. I felt her reach back and undo the strap to my gag. To add to my grief, she pulled the rubber penis from my tired mouth and showed it to the cheering line of women. Before I could protest, she jammed it back through my lips and redid the strap.

"I want to gamble some before we go home," said John.

"No problem," replied Nina. "She has a diaper on so there won't be any problem leaving her in the limo." I still had on my purple wrist straps. She pushed me down on the long leather seat face down and fastened the wrist cuff together. To make sure I wasn't going anywhere she put cuffs on my ankles and bound them together.

"That should keep her out of trouble."

The limo soon stopped and they left me helpless in the limo, wearing a thick diaper safely protected in my exposed plastic panties. All there was for me to do was wait and think about myself bound in a limo, sucking on a rubber penis and feeling a little pain in my butt from the earlier reaming from John.

I lost track of time as I waited, bound, gagged and diapered, for John and Nina to return from the casino. Surely, I fell asleep for awhile because I do remember waking up with a full bladder and the pleasant feeling of relieving myself in the waiting thick diaper.

Finally, they returned. "Daddy is in a good mood," said John. "He won over ten thousand dollars." I almost choked on the rubber cock in my mouth. Where was he getting this money? Was he richer than I knew?

I was still on my stomach with my wrist and ankles bound together. "Did you get a little nap?" Nina asked as she stuck her hand down the front my diaper. "Looks like it was good that we had a diaper on our little sissy."

John patted my curly black hair and said, "Let's get her home. It is way past a little sissy's bedtime."

They whispered as the limo drove home. Of course, I remained tied and gagged, not having any idea on where we were headed.

Before we arrived, Nina took out a large bag that she pulled up over me, tying it closed over me head. I was blind inside the bag. The limo stopped and I was pulled out of the car and thrown over someone's shoulders.

"Put her on the bed," Nina commanded.

I was gently put on the bed. It sounded like everyone left the room and

I was left helpless on the bed. What were they going to do? I asked myself. Was I going to left in this bag?

My answer came in a few minutes when the bag was untied and I was freed. John smiled as he unbound my wrist and ankles. "I hope my fantasy has been fun for you," he said. "If it's been too much, tell me now and I'll bring you your clothes and you can take the night flight back home."

"With my hair looking like this." He laughed and I looked into his green eyes and said, "I'll do what ever you want."

John told me that I didn't need a diaper for bed. "Go take a long hot bath. Nina left some clothes out for you in the bathroom."

The bath was huge and I filled it with hot bubbly scented water. As I lay in the tub, letting the warmth relieve the ache in my arms from being tied, I saw that Nina had left me a pink satin teddy with white lace at the leg openings and at the breasts. There was also a small box wrapped in pink ribbon.

Before I got out of the bath, I shaved my face again, although it was already smooth from the ladies at the salon and besides I can go for days without shaving. I was very relaxed as I dried and sat down to fix my make-up. On the counter was a tube of KY jelly and I decided to get myself ready for my lover. Next, I opened the box. Inside was a pair of pink thigh high stockings. My heart was beating fast as I pulled the teddy up over my waist and slid the thin straps on my shoulders. The feeling on my crotch was so light and airy after wearing the thick diapers incased in plastic. I pulled on the hose. I felt so sexy and my legs looked wonderful in them.

John waited for me in bed. The lights were down with the only light was from the candles lit around the bedroom. He smiled. "You look so good," he said as he patted the bed next to him. He was only wearing silk boxers and I could see that he was very excited.

He had me lay on my stomach so that he could massage my back. "You have been such a good sissy." I moaned as he straddled me to rub my back. He took off his shorts and I could feel his hot cock rubbing against the silk of my teddy. "Take me," I desperately whispered to him.

My teddy had snaps in the crotch, but he didn't bother to unsnap me as he pushed the material to the side and penetrated me with his hot tool.

There was no roughness or urgency as we moved in time together, him pushing deep inside me as I raised my ass to meet his thrusts.

The fucking when on for a long time, and the rim of my backdoor grew more sensitive to the rubbing from his hard cock. As he made love to me, he softly told me how beautiful I was and that I made a great girl.

He spoke of how he could take care and protect me.

Then, I came unexpectedly. There wasn't the usual buildup and I wasn't even hard. My small tool just leaked out into my teddy and my breathing grew short. John must have felt my excitement because he exploded into me, filling me again with his cum.

He fell off me and I remained on my stomach, embarrassed about the mess in the front of my teddy. The gentleness of my orgasm was something I never experienced before and it felt so sissy and right. There was a mirror running along the wall, and I turned my head to stare at myself wearing a teddy and stockings. My hair fell off my shoulders in curls to flow across the satin pillowcase.

Soon, John fell asleep next to me. Silently I slipped out of our bed and went to clean myself up and put on something dry.

There were two bedrooms in the suite and in the other room I found a closet full of dresses and petticoats. The drawers were full of diapers, plastic pants, slips, frilly panties, and other very sissy looking clothes.

For some reason the diapers and plastic pants seemed right to me and I knew it would make John happy, so I pulled out a very thick diaper. The decision on the plastics pants was hard, but I decided on a pink pair with little stars to match the diaper. I found pins and powder on the nightstand.

Since my breast looked so real, I decided to not wear a top to bed. I spread out my diaper on the bed and then had an idea. Quickly I went to the bathroom and saw that Nina had left me tampons in the make-up box. I wanted to keep his cum in me so I greased the tampon and bent over, sliding it into me to stop any leakage.

After I was safe from leaking, I went back to the bedroom and my waiting diaper. I lied down on my back, placing my hairless butt on the soft diaper. Next, I generously powdered myself with baby powder. The scent of the powder brought back old memories of security and happiness. I pulled the diaper tight and pinned the sides. Next, I stood and pulled on the plastic pants making sure that the diaper was safely tucked in around the legs. I didn't want to get my lover wet.

John didn't open his eyes as I climbed back in bed, but he must have heard the crinkly of my noisy plastic pants because he smiled and reached over to feel them.

Darn, I cursed to myself, I should have gone to the bathroom before I put on the diaper. Now I had to go.

I pulled John hand to the front of my plastic pants and relaxed as the hot pee flow out of me and into the diaper. John's hand started messaging my hot, wet diaper and I saw that his massive cock was again growing hard. Well, a girl can't ignore that kind of thing and must help her man go to sleep.

I crawled down to the end of the bed and knelt over between his legs. He was rock hard. I started by licking the shaft as if it were a sucker. He groaned as I ran my tongue along the underside and then played with the head. Then I worked on his balls, coating them with my wet lips.

Finally, when he could take no more, I lowered my hungry lips down his cock, filling my mouth with him. Knowing that he had just cum, I figured it would take some work from me to get him to feed me his cum. I didn't care if it took all night. As I worked on him, my plastic pants crinkled in the dark and my wet mouth was very noisy as I slurped his tool.

What a wonderful first day of vacation. I grinned around his dick as I thought about the six more days left.

 

 

 

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