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The lower left lobe contained a small gold round hoop with three very dainty gold chains hanging from it which were attached to a small stud in his left nostril. The chains draped femininely across his left cheek. Henri said as he began un-strapping Jacob. Matilda are you sure that I can't perform some other service for you beside the lazar hair removal we did earlier. You know I can make such a pretty little sissy so much more feminine.
He was very thankful when he heard Miss. Matilda reply that she did not. As he was being dress by Martha, Jacob had the chance to examine himself closely in the wall to wall mirror of the dressing room. Just as he feared, he looked totally ridiculous. His hair was a bright gold color in small corkscrew curls.
It was too short to be a girl's yet too feminine to be a boy's hair style. The piercings were just as bad. The ones in his ears were definitely feminine but what girl would have golden chains dangling across their cheek. As he reached up to touch the dangling chains, Martha told him he would have to be very careful that he didn't snag them on anything or he could rip them out.
His make up was reapplied before they left the salon. Jacob couldn't wait to get back to the relative safety of the house. All he needed was for some guys to see him looking like this to totally ruin his life. He became even more afraid when instead of walking to the car, Miss.
Matilda headed in the direction of the tattoo parlor. Before he could say anything, she told him that because of his behavior at the salon and at the house he was going to be punished. Additionally, you tried to resist Miss Martha when she was helping you undress and had to be spanked. Therefore, I have decided to get you a reminder of your improper behavior by getting you a pretty little hummingbird tattoo over your left breast," she informed him.
Perhaps a barbell through your tongue and other more elaborate tattoos would be in order, if you understand my meaning Camille. The only thing that could be heard as they walked the short distance to the tattoo parlor was the loud swishing of his pantaloons. At the parlor door, he hesitated only briefly to swallow hard and set his mind. He had to make sure that he did nothing to further piss off Miss.
The very last things he wanted were feminine tattoos and piercings. The tattoo parlor proved to be both humiliating and very painful. He had to curtsey to the two men in the parlor and then in his feminine voice beg them to tattoo a cute little hummingbird over his left breast. Laughing the larger of the two men said that he had to have proof of age before he could do anything.
When Jacob looked blankly at Ms. Matilda she nodded towards his little pink purse. Opening it up, he found his driver's license, a tampon, a tube of lipstick and some tissues. Turning a bright shade of pink, he handed over his license. Matilda who is with me. She works for my guardian. Jacob has always been the sweet little girly boy that you see standing before you.
That is except that one time when he tried being a real boy when he started driving. As you can see by that picture on the license, he wasn't much of a macho man like you two. Camille, as he likes to be called, couldn't wait to get back into his frillies. Didn't you my precious? Doing his utmost to keep the tears out of his eyes, Jacob answered, "Of course I couldn't wait to get back into my pretty clothes Miss Matilda.
I just luv my pretties. It took the artist about two hours to do his work and it was done out in the open where everyone could see him. The bright green and red throated hummingbird stood out on his pale white skin. It would very difficult to miss seeing if he ever dared to bare his chest again.
As an added touch, the artist tattooed three small pink hearts over the hummingbird. Saying as he did that all the girls wanted it that way. After the artist finished the tattoo, he put a sterile bandage over it. He handed Jacob a sheet of paper telling him how to keep it clean and not get it infected.
Jacob thanked both men and did a little curtsey before leaving the store. The tears he was still shedding were not all from the pain of the needle. Fortunately for him, Miss Matilda did not seem to notice how badly his mascara was running. Jacob stood before Mz. Nelson with his hands clasped firmly behind his back.
His chin was held upward by her pudgy left hand as she stared into his eyes. That precious hummingbird tattoo is especially appealing to me. I am somewhat disturbed from your report that he misbehaved while at the salon. I could forgive Camille for forgetting to walk, speak and behave as a good sissy should as it was his first public outing.
However, having to be spanked in the salon is unforgivable. The more I think about it, the more embarrassed I become. Imagine what Martha and Mr. Henri must think of me after witnessing Camille's bad behavior? I think it is time to insure Camille's bestest sissy behavior in the future. I think What about me? I was the one totally humiliated by being paraded around dressed like a complete idiot and forced to undergo the salon's treatments.
Worse, I was the one forced into asking, no not asking, begging to have a girly hummingbird tattooed on my chest. She should be chewing out Miss Matilda not me! If that doesn't change your attitude and obedience to orders, then we will think of something much more comprehensive.
Now give me a kiss on the cheek and tell your Auntie Nelson that you will be a good little sissy from now on I think you should apologize to Miss Matilda for being such a bad sissy," she said as she released her hold on him. Fuming in silent rage, Jacob did as he was ordered.
The fact that he would be in diapers for the next four days did not immediately register in his mind. With his apology made he was dismissed and told to follow Miss Matilda. Placing his left wrist tight against his left hip, fluttering his hand and raising his right arm, elbow tight against his side, wrist loose, he simpered after her.
The swishing of his bridal satin pantaloons and click-click of his heels on the wooden floor could be heard throughout the room. The noise roared like a lion in his ears reminding him with every step of what had been done to him. Miss Matilda quickly stripped him of all his clothing.
Then led him into the bathroom where he was allowed to use the toilet. To his surprise, she did not give him a fresh tampon. Back in the bedroom, she had him sit on the vanity stool as she went into the back of the large walk-in closet. He sat nervously as he heard her rummaging in the closet. Jacob was worrying about what new indignity she was going to come up with next.
As she emerged from the closet, he saw what she was carrying and bolted for the door. In a panic, Jacob grasped the brass door knob and twisted as he saw Miss Matilda drop what she was carrying and picking up her crop. Pulling on the stubborn door knob for all he was worth, Jacob couldn't get it to open.
In desperation, he stepped back and kicked out his bare foot as hard as he could at the wooden door. Two sensations filled his mind at about the same time, a feeling of excruciating pain in his foot and the second, a shearing burning pain across his bare bottom. Jacob found himself lying on the carpet by the door face down.
He ass was being assaulted by the crop and all he could feel was pain. Tears overwhelmed his eyes and flooded in a torrent down his face by the time the punishment was over. Miss Matilda reached down, pulled him to his feet and led him limping to the bed. He stood crying while she quickly laid a pink rubber sheet across the mattress.
Without a word, she pushed him down on the sheet face down and began smoothing a sweet smelling lotion across his burning cheeks. After using a generous amount of lotion, Matilda sprinkled baby powder liberally over his exposed butt. Turning him over, she did the same with his groin. It did not take her long to place two thick pieces of soft toweling between his legs and pin them securely between his legs with bright pink tipped diaper pins.
She picked up a bright violet colored pair of plastic panties frilled across the bottom with eight rows of lavender colored floral lace and waved them before his eyes. As the plastic panties were shaken before him, Jacob's pain filled eyes changed to ones filled with total humiliation and fear. Still without a word being said, Matilda slid the garment up his legs.
Making sure that the tight elastic legs and waist were completely covering the bulky diaper, she pulled him into a sitting position. He was about to beg for mercy but before he could get out a single word, she thrust a large pink rubber pacifier into his mouth. The pacifier was shaped like a realistic penis three inches long and one and a half in diameter with a white plastic lip guard.
It could be secured around the head by two bright pink satin ribbons. His eyes were as large as saucers as it came into focus and pushed its way into his mouth. Now I want to see you sucking on that like a good sissy baby and you had better look like you are enjoying it," she warned. Jacob gulped in fear and did as he was told.
She pulled lavender lace ruffled anklets onto his feet followed by a pair of lavender patent leather Mary Jane styled shoes with a two inch heel. His right foot screamed in pain as she fastened that one but the pacifier muffled what little noise he dared utter. His hands were placed into lavender satin fingerless mittens and tied securely to his wrists.
There was no way he could use his hands for most purposes much less get his diaper off by himself. Almost as humiliating as the diaper was the E-cup lavender bullet bra that she fastened to his chest. The cotton bra cups stood out in stiff overlapping ridged layers in order to form the pointed cup. It looked like a garment put on inside out but just the thought of those stiff ridges against bare skin sent a shiver down his spine.
Cotton pads were used to fill out the cups. A matching waist cinch was quickly fastened around his waist, drawing it in at least four inches. It left him gasping for breath. He felt his lower two ribs crunch under the garment's pressure. What looked to be a white floral lace communion dress with a square neckline and embroidered bib front came next.
The bib front was centered by a pink rose and thin bow with six inch streamers. Matilda pulled it over his head and buttoned up the back. The hem had a two inch band of pink floral lace and the hem reached to his upper thigh. Finally, a large bright pink satin baby's bonnet with white lace frilled brim and ribbon streamers was tied securely under his chin.
As he was led over to the vanity, Jacob wobbled as the thick padding between his legs made even his sissy stride impossible. He saw his reflection in the vanity mirror as he approached it. Jacob could see what appeared to be a big sissy baby and that his padded bottom and panties were visible to anyone who cared to notice. Seated at the vanity, she used a nearly white foundation on his face, followed by vivid purple eye shadow, dark black mascara and eye brow pencil and a vivid red lipstick.
She had given him a doll's face and with his Goldilocks hair style and bonnet looked like he belonged beside the other dolls sitting on his bed. He felt totally defeated and humiliated beyond belief as Matilda led him downstairs for dinner. He was assisted into a high chair and once seated strapped in and a tray fastened pinning him to the seat. Two bowls filled with what looked like green slime and yellow yuck were placed in front of him.
Matilda put a large white bib around his neck. It had a picture of Tinkerbelle and covered his exposed clothing. Using a large spoon, she began quickly feeding him. First she fed him the green slime which tasted as bad as it looked then the yellow yucky stuff which tasted even worse. He later discovered that the green slime had been pureed asparagus and the yellow pureed squash.
By the time she had finished feeding him, his face and bib were covered in a mix of greens and yellows. From the high chair, he was led into the dinning room where a playpen had been set up. It was pink with a bright white plastic mattress with pink fairies printed on it. In the pen he was given a large baby bottle with a pink phallic shaped two inch long nipple.
The baby bottle contained a mixture of supplement, milk, sugar, diuretic and castor oil. She shoved it into his mouth and told him to drink every bit of it or else. With the fingerless mittens, Jacob could not hold onto the bottle. Seeing the look on Miss Matilda's face he knew he had to find a way to finish the bottle.
It wasn't until he remembered seeing a baby drinking his milk using both his little hands and feet to prop it up that he managed to suck on his bottle. Finished with the foul tasting solution, he was told to play with the Betsey Wetsey doll. Under Matilda's and Ms.
Nelson's watchful eye, he did as he was told. He watched them from his pen and envied their large helpings of mouth drooling roast, fresh bread, and all the trimmings as they ate at the dinning table. The aromas coming from their dinner made his tummy rumble and he had to concentrate on his doll play.
He did not want any additional punishment and hoped by cooperating his diapering would not last long. While the two women were having their after dinner sherry, Jacob's stomach did a loud rumble and he felt a very strong urge to both urinate and pass his bowels. He looked up desperately at the two women but seeing no reaction, mumbled as loudly as he could with the pacifier tied in his mouth.
His mumblings became more frantic with each rumble of his stomach. Nelson looked over his way and with a smile said, "Matilda I believe our little sissy baby is trying to get our attention. Do you think there might be something the matter with the little tyke? Matilda gave him a stare and turning to Ms. Nelson replied, "Oh I don't think it is anything important enough to interrupt our sherry Madam.
Why don't we play a hand of rummy? Whatever Camille's problem, I am sure it will pass momentarily. Both women laughed and began playing cards. Jacob understood Matilda's little joke and did his best to keep from messing his diapers. He squeezed his bottom until his face became red but it was to no avail.
With a loud squishing farting sound he filled his diapers to almost overflowing. His plastic panties managed to contain it all and soon the initial warmth of his excrement turned cool then cold. He could feel the cold mess pressing against his bottom and groin.
As he squirmed on the plastic mattress, the mess was further rubbed all around his bottom and groin and the smell became quite obvious. Tears filled his eyes and he began crying in total humiliated surrender. Finished their game of rummy, Matilda took him from the play pen and up the stairs. As he waddled, the stench became more prominent and his diaper sagged between his legs.
His feelings, as he waddled beside her, were so new and utterly disgusting that humiliated did not come close to describing them. The only thing he could do in reaction to these new feelings was cry and cry hard. She led him up the stairs and into a room across from his. Inside was revealed as a little girl's nursery. Painted a soft pink with fairies and dancing baby blue unicorns and smelling of baby powder and perfume, it was a baby girl's dream come true.
An adult sized crib painted in white enamel with soft pink chiffon drapery and raised chiffon netting with a large poof tied off with a bright pink satin ribbon was against one wall. A changing table stood nearby with shelving filled with diapers and all the necessary powders and lotions required. A pink plastic mat on the floor took up most of the remaining space and had numerous dolls, coloring books and crayons, cut-out books with blunted scissors and paste stacked in neat piles.
A large rocking horse with straps for securing the rider and a rocking chair finished the furnishings. Matilda fastened him to the changing table and soon had his filthy diaper off and his bottom and groin cleaned. Before she pinned his new diaper in place, she took a small egg shaped white suppository and inserted it into his anus. A pale yellow plastic panty with six rows of white lace were pulled up his legs and secured around his waist.
The waist cinch and bullet bra were left on him but the dress removed. The dress was replaced by a long pale yellow with prancing pink unicorns flannel night gown. It had a bright yellow satin draw string at the hem so that his feet could be secured inside. His mittens were replaced with bright yellow satin ones.
A yellow satin mop cap was placed on his head as a finishing touch. Cleaned and dressed, she took him into his old bathroom where she washed his face and brushed his teeth. Back in the nursery, she put him in the crib and gave him another large bottle of formula to drink. To his surprise, he saw a small DVD television attached to the foot of the crib.
Matilda turned it on and that horrible purple dinosaur with its mind numbing songs began playing. Again he had to use his feet to secure the bottle in his mouth. When he had finished it, she put his pacifier back into his mouth secured it with its ribbon so he couldn't spit it out and pulled the draw string tight enfolding his feet inside the night dress. Turning out the lights, she left him imprisoned with that purple dinosaur still playing on the television.
It seemed to take hours for him to drift off to sleep as his mind kept repeating all the nasty things that had happened to him. What filled his mind the most were thoughts of how long could he bear wearing diapers and what could he do to minimize this punishment. The annoying soft sound of the television finally faded away as sleep overcame him.
Soon after falling into a fitful sleep, his stomach cramped painfully and he was woken as he gushed into his diapers. Tears came rushing down his cheeks as the smelly mess began working its way all over his diapered bottom. In the morning he was changed and feed another large bottle of formula. Dressed in a frilly aqua satin baby dress with lots of white floral lace, matching plastic panties and mittens he was placed on the mat and told to play with his toys.
About an hour later his stomach cramped painfully and he filled his diaper. Matilda was sitting in the rocker reading a book when this happened. His pacifier muffled cries caught her attention and she came over to him. Taking him by the arm, she led him over to the rocking horse and secured him to the saddle. She went back to the rocker and picked up her book. As he rocked enthusiastically with a false smile on his lips, the mush in his diaper was forced into every crease and orifice.
It also released the foul odor into the air and it filled his lungs with its stench. Still he smiled and rocked determined not to incur any further punishment. After a lunch of pureed peas, carrots and some of last night's roast, he was given another bottle of formula.
He was told to get back on the mat and play with his doll cut-outs when they got back to the nursery. Dinner was a repeat of lunch with pureed liver as the main course and he was placed back in the playpen while the ladies ate a scrumptious meal just a few feet away. Dinner and play time over, he was changed and dressed like the night before except that she did not insert another suppository.
He was so exhausted by that time, even the purple dinosaur couldn't keep sleep from overtaking him. The next three days followed this same pattern. By the end of the forth day, he vowed to do whatever was necessary to never be punished like that again. He also vowed that if he ever got his hands on that purple dinosaur, he would tear him into shreds.
It took him a long time to get that silly "I love" song out of his mind. He did not have to pretend to be happy when Matilda brought him back to his old room. He was taken into the bathroom and handed his douche kit along with a tampon. As he worked the nozzle into his bottom, she placed a pink condom on his erect penis.
Even the thought of what was about to transpire did not bring a frown to his face. She dressed him in a pair of white bridal satin pantaloons with lots of lace around the knee, matching satin corset, training bra and camisole. A pale blue poly blouse with short capped lacy sleeves, pleated front with a high ruffled collar that tickled his chin was buttoned up the back.
A pair of neon bright baby blue velvet shorts with matching lace frilled suspenders was next. Blue knee high nylons with attached blue satin garters and a pair of blue patent leather Mary Jane's with pointed toes finished his dressing. At the vanity, he did his best to apply all his cosmetics correctly.
It took him three tries but Miss Matilda did not reprimand him for his inept attempts. She brushed out his hair and tied a bright blue satin ribbon at the top of his curly mop. As he was led down to breakfast, he couldn't help but think that life was much better even if he had to dress like a stupid sissy.
He did not realize just how much weight he had lost with the constant diarrhea and diet. Plus with the tight corseting and waist cincher, his body was beginning to conform to the metal stays. After a real breakfast of two pieces of toast, unsweetened tea, and one poached egg he felt better than he had in a long time.
It wasn't until he stood before Miss Nelson that he began to fret. As he sat on her upper thigh with his round bottom not sticking over it and his legs dangling down the other side, she gave him a hug. Don't you my little sissy? Now I want you to tell me who and what you are and I want a sincere answer.
It took him a moment to compose himself before he replied, "Miss Nelson my name is Camille and I am a Being cooped up in this house all the time is not good for your development and social skills are a real necessity. I have talked to Mr. Henri at the salon and he was very helpful.
So Saturday morning, I will send you over to the salon to make some new friends. While you are there ask him give you a beauty treatment I think, as a further reward, I'll have Miss Matilda take you back and get a small unicorn tattooed over your right breast.
Isn't that a wonderful idea Camille? Jacob was stunned and in shock with the revelation that he was going to not only meet other boys just like him but actually have to do things with them. It took him a moment for her tattoo comment to sink in. Her voice brought him out of his stunned silence and knowing that he had no choice but to sound enthusiastic replied, "Oh yes!
That is a wonderful idea. Thank you so much Miss Nelson. She pulled him into her very ample bosom and hugged him tight. Now don't go and ruin it for me by causing any more trouble. Okay, that is enough of this love fest. Go with Miss Matilda. I am sure that she has lessons for you to do. Give us a kiss dear before you hop down. Jacob meant to kiss her on her fat cheek but she surprised him and kissed him full on the mouth.
Her bright red lipstick smearing all over his lips and chin mixing with his rose pink painted lips. He almost gagged when he felt her tongue plunge deep into his mouth but kept his promise to himself Do whatever it takes to keep from going back to diapers. Jacob wanted to wipe the back of his hand across his lips after Miss.
Nelson's sloppy wet kiss but managed to restrain the impulse. Instead he slipped off her lap and performed a curtsey saying, "Thank you Miss Nelson and I promise to be a good sissy. Placing his hands in the expected position, he swished after Miss Matilda back to his old room. He was happy to be back in the extremely feminine room and hoped he would never see the nursery again.
Jacob took in a big breath of the heavily floral scented room and flushed the last of the baby powder smell from his constricted lungs. His ribs ached from the strain of the corset and his intake of air but he did not mind. Miss Matilda led him over to the vanity where she had him repair his smeared lipstick and fluff up his golden curls. She then led him into the bathroom where he was allowed to douche and replace his tampon.
Having to clean out the filled condom did not dampen his resolve. Back in the bedroom, he spent the next hour practicing his sissy mannerisms. Satisfied that he was improving, Miss Matilda had him sit and begin practicing his voice lessons. The recorder was turned on and the headset placed over his ears. He began reading along with the girlish voice in his ear from a book of poems while his voice was being recorded.
By the time he was finished with his voice lesson, his voice was hoarse. After taking a break for a light lunch, she had him practice his writing skills. He was handed pen, paper and several English Literature school assignments written by young girls. He was instructed to copy their styles and include little hearts over the "i's" and to put smiley faces inside the "o's.
When she returned to check his progress, he was still diligently at work. Miss Matilda examined what he had accomplished and nodded her approval. Like how much you enjoy performing your personal hygiene, make up, deportment and dressing activities. You have an hour then it will be time for dinner.
After he finished his nightly beauty ritual, Jacob was surprised to see Miss Matilda place on his bed fresh soft diapers, semi-transparent lilac colored plastic panty with white lace frills at the leg openings and waste band, waist chinch in a bright violet satin with matching bullet bra and a baby doll nightie in a shimmering violet. The lingerie was topped off with a matching white lace ruffled mop cap.
Seeing the look of horror on his face she explained, "Camille this is just a reminder and you will not be required to use your nappies. Come over here and let me get you dressed for bed. Once he was dressed, she sat beside him on the bed and began to gently rub his diapered crotch. The crinkling of the plastic panty as she rubbed rang loudly in his ears.
As she continued to rub his diapered crotch, she began with her free hand to pinch and twist his nipples through the fabric of his bra. Despite the utter humiliation of her actions, his penis became quite erect. As he neared climax, he sucked more heavily on his pacifier and began to moan softly. She began messaging his groin and playing with his nipples much rougher as he neared and finally reached his climax.
Smiling to herself, she got up, kissed him on the forehead and left the room. Jacob totally spent; fell into an exhausted sleep still sucking on the pacifier. The rest of the week was spent in a similar manner with Miss Matilda bringing him to climax inside his diaper. Finally Saturday arrived and his trip to the salon was set for
The chains draped femininely across his left cheek. Therefore, I have decided to get you a reminder of your improper behavior by getting you a pretty little hummingbird tattoo over your left breast," she informed him. Description saved 6. Now come on, we don't have all day. She pulled him into her very ample bosom and hugged him tight.
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