Date: Thu, 30 Aug 2007 13:56:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tony Myers <lil_tonyboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Training my Diaper Bitch - part 12

Warning: This story contains scenes of spankings, diapers, shaving and
non-consensual sex.  If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting to you
or if you are a minor in your country of residence please leave now. I
would also advise you that one should practice safe sex at all times and
not be careless like my fictional characters.

This work is copyrighted by the author and commercial use is prohibited
without a written permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if
complete and if including the copyright notice.

As the author I would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, suggestions or maybe just a short note if you find
this story worthy to be continued.

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Chapter 12

Albert led him to the table and put down his bag. He opened the zipper of
the jeans and pulled them down, so the pooled around his ankles. My pet's
dick was jumping out at him, standing at full attention.

"My, my, somebody sure is excited again. Mr. Townsend, he is hard again."

Nicole went over and curiously looked at his prick, using the tip of her
pen to pull it up more with the ring.

"This tube will make it a little difficult to find panties that will fit
him. We have to try them on for sure."

Albert was helping Baby to take off his shoes, socks and the wet jeans and
let him stand there in only his t-shirt.

"You take this t-shirt off as well, so we can try on these brassieres." She
went and got a nice pink lacy bra with the boosted nipple cups. There was
no way somebody could hide it under any type of clothing, if worn. Just as
I wanted it. She quickly put it on Baby, hooking it up in the back and then
reaching into the cups, making sure the nipples went into the right
place. It looked really perverted on a stud like my pet, drawing attention
to his little tits and their obscenely large nipples.

"As I thought, he is a B-cup, so this fits perfectly." She plucked and
pulled on the bra a bit while Albert used some baby-wipes to clean up his
legs. When he was done, he took a small tampon out of his bag of wonders,
unwrapped it and stuffed it into the metal insert.

"This will make sure you will not leak for a while." He got up and made
Baby follow him again to the middle of the room.

"So is this bra comfortable?" I tried to let my voice sound disappointed
and little bit disgusted.

"Yes, Daddy." Compliant once more, this would hopefully ensure his good
behavior for the rest of the shopping trip.

"Good. Nicole we leave that one on, he likes it. And we take these others
you showed me as well. Baby, you will wear bras from now on, I don't want
your breasts to start sagging."

We led him to the machine and helped him get in. Methodically Nicole
strapped him in and when he was secured she took the steps under his feet
away, so that he was only held up by the harness with his feet dangling in
the air.

"Well, for underwear now. What are you looking for, Peter?"

"I would like to get him a matching garter and a thong to each bra we're
taking.

Everything other than that, I leave to your discretion, you're the expert."

"Let me call one of my girls to get the garters and thongs, while we look
for some other things he can wear. Suzanne? I need your help in here."

A good-looking blonde came in, openly amused by the sight of an athletic
guy wearing a pink bra being strapped into the machine in front of her.

"Sure, Madame. What can I do to help?"

While Nicole explained what she needed, Albert came over, the diaper bag
over his shoulder.

"We should put him in the diaper when we're done here; I think that's
better for our drive back."

"You're probably right." I couldn't tear my eyes of my pet, with his nice
hard-on, the big plug clearly visible between his spread cheeks, a lacy bra
unmanning his muscular manly body and his balls hanging low between his
legs. He was wet dream come true.

"I got some underwear you might like. We have a new collection of
Jet-thongs, made of micro-mesh with a tube-like pouch where you can put the
penis in. It has a double string that can go around his plug on each side
and it comes in pink and lavender. I think this would look nice on his
skin, shall we try it on?"

She took the thong and pulled it up his legs, stuffed his hard prick into
the pouch and stepped back. His prick was sticking out from his body
enclosed in a tube-like pouch of see-through material - he was
mouthwatering.

"What do you think?"

"I like it; I think it fits him rather well. We'll take some of these for
sure."  Nicole pulled the thong down and got a silky creation with laces.

"This is called a peek-a-boo-brief. It's crotchless, made of real silk and
has nice lace trimmings around the penis hole in the front and in the
back. You see the back is made of two triangles, which leaves access to the
boy's hole, and it's tied with a nice satin ribbon under his balls." She
finished tying it under his balls and looked at me expectantly.

"You convinced me, I want some of these for him as well."

"There is also a variety of front ring thongs that I can recommend..." By
now Nicole was seriously into sales-mode. We spent the next hour putting
J-strings made of fishnet, mini lace tangas, mesh thongs, curly key-hole
strings, juicy strings, shanghai thongs, Brazil bottoms, jewel pouches,
zipper briefs, Brazil thongs and a latex 5-hole brief on Baby. He looked
incredible in all of them. I also got him a Tallulah Swim skirt, a Snyder
bulge bikini and a rubber string bikini.

By the time we were finally through with dressing Baby in all those almost
non existing scraps of material, a large group of women had assembled by
the open door, watching us playing dress-up with my toy. They were
obviously enjoying the sight of his manhandled stiff cock and the low
hanging balls, if they only knew how nice his still red ass looked in those
silky little nothings I had purchased for him.

"I think we got all we need now, Nicole, thank you so much for your help."
I ignored the tears of shame that were running down the cheeks of my
humiliated pet and started to unstrap him from the machine that had done a
remarkable job of holding him up for us.  His eyes were closed, trying to
hide the shame he felt by being forced to accept the treatment he
received. He was standing there now, his cock at attention, a pink bra
around the soft mounds of his tits, looking absolutely out of place on his
nicely toned chest. He pulled the t-shirt over his head that I gave him and
I was amused to see, that the bra with the prominent nipple support cups
showed clearly under the thin material. Everybody could tell he wore a bra
with hard tips which made his nipples stand out erect and stiff.  How
utterly slutty - how perversely delicious.

"Sir, we need to find him something to wear, he can't put those wet jeans
on again."

"I can put them back on; they will be okay until we're home." I couldn't
believe he dared speaking up.

"You will do as you are told, boy; that is not open for discussion. Nicole,
is there something here he can wear? We have one more shop to visit, so if
you could help me out here?"

"I don't think I have anything that will fit him other than some spandex
shorts. She went over to a cabinet and got a small white pair of shorts
out. They would be really tight on him.

"Put these on, they'll be good enough for where we're going. But first some
underwear..." I gave him the really frilly looking peek-a-boos to put on;
they would be nicely seen under the shorts. I watched him struggle with the
lacy contraption, pushing his dick though the hole in the front and then
bending down to tie the ribbon under his balls. He pulled the shorts up and
as I thought, the panties were clearly visible, his cock nicely outlined
and his large balls hung out, they were too long for the shorts.

"Sir, can I put my balls inside the shorts?" It was nice hearing him asking
me that in such a hesitant voice.

"No, we don't want them too restricted for now, you just had that infusion;
just let them hang like that."

He followed me and Albert to the register where 3 girls were packing up our
purchases and adding up the total. They helped us carry the bags to my car,
giggling all the way at how Baby tried to walk really close behind me, so
nobody could see his balls hanging out of his shorts, leaving everybody
though with a clear view of his invaded ass. By the way he was walking I
could tell that he had gotten used to the large plug, one could hardly tell
that he was stuffed to the limit.

When we reached the car, I made him step out of the shorts, so we could
buckle him in like before. He didn't complain this time; I guess he was
glad to be able to get back in the car.

"We need to get him his protein when we're at Barneys', Albert, don't let
me forget."

"Sure, I'll remind you as soon as we get there."

On the way to our next stop I watched my pet trying to squirm around on his
seat trying hard not to be too obvious about it.

"Is there something you need to tell me, my pet?" I looked at him through
my rear mirror.

"I think my little-boy pussy needs to make poopy..." His face was flushed
and he avoided looking at me.

"Well, we only have one more stop to make, so you'll need to hold out until
we are done there. You can do it. That'll be a good exercise in control for
you. But I can help you taking your mind of your ass, to make it easier for
you." With that I turned up the control for the currents running through
his dick which would make his balls produce a nice load of sperm for me. I
could tell that the stimulation was just what he needed to distract him
from his pussy. He started to sweat and moan, his dick got harder and he
desperately tried to reach his balls to get himself some relief from the
tension that started to build up in him. This would be one long trip for my
pet.


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Comment: The ideas for the underwear are from a site called
BodyAware.com. And no, I'm not in any way related to them, nor do I receive
eny compensation for mentioning them here.  I just thought you might like
to look at what I was talking about.