Date: Sun, 16 Mar 2008 15:28:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Matthew O'Shea <femboynz@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sissy-boy baby Michelle   Transgender Teens

  This Story has been in my mind for a while it is based on one of my
Fantasies. All characters are of no living person known to me. The Country
is just because I have a great fondness for England and young English
men. If you don't like male on male sex, this is not for you Sweety.

  I would like to thank those who have written, for their kind words. They
are very much appreciated. Matthew.

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  Chapter 2.


  Jonathans surprise.

  It was getting late. So we decided it's time to start getting really for
bed. Well it was about 9pm. But we wanted time in bed before
sleeping. Unfortunately that meant taking off all these lovely clothes. We
stripped each other down as far as our pretty underwear, removed the
ribbons from our hair. Jennifer tied a narrow silk scarf over my hair to
hold it all back, then did the same to her own. The reason I found out was,
so we wouldn't get make up removing cream in our hair. After a face wash, a
perfumed moisturising cream was massaged in. That felt so good, I was
feeling so pretty, so very feminine with all that had happened with me
today. I wished it would never end. Even seeing my hair tied back in this
soft scarf. But, now it was time to remove my lovely breast pads. I thanked
Jennifer for giving me the pleasure of them for the day, and again vowed on
getting my own, soon as possible.


  I now stood there naked, while Jennifer picked out which nightdresses we
should wear. Mine was a three quarter length pretty pale blue silk with
short loose fitting sleeve. With lace around the low cut neck and overlay
the silk sleeves. The neck was low enough cut, that if I had my breast you
could easily get to them. Jennifer wore a Ivory coloured satin of the same
length with full length sleeves edged with two inch lace.


  Being together all day, yet now is the first time that we've been naked
together. For me to now see Jennifer's adorable hairless body. Nothing
could stop me from putting out my arms, beckoning her into them. Just to
hold her, telling her how ravishingly gorgeous she is, a lovely kiss to
prove it. I must admit I was getting quite excited, No! extremely
excited. It's the first time for a few months that I've spent the night
with someone. Plus it's the very first time I've slept with another "girl"
like myself, and I'm really looking forward to it. Standing embracing, our
naked bodies couldn't get any closer, our feminine hands stroking lovingly
over the others back. Soft loving kisses punctuated by sweet words of
endearment. Our fingers stroking gently over the other head of shining
silken hair. The little things between our legs, were no longer little. As
the warmth of the others body made sure they stood like rods of hot
iron. The sound and beat of our hearts seemed to
 pulsate in unison.


  Looking seductively into my eyes, Jennifer asked if I would like to put
her into her nighty. Taking up this soft feminine garment, holding it till
she put her arms in the appropriate holes. Then slowly letting it cascade
gently down over her petite, flawless body. As it fluted around her slim
girlish body, I gave a little kiss, to the hands I now held. Jennifer took
up the other pretty nighty, to repeat the process. Oh! Did it feel so
divine, so very feminine, having Jennifer let the nighty go loose. To
slither teasingly down over my body, every nerve cell seemed to come alive
to the delicate touch. The coolness of the fine fabric as it now rested in
the most arousing, teasing way. One could honestly say it was telling me,
I'm made specially for your sissy-boy body. Enjoy every moment, every
luxurious touch of me. Yes that I sure intended on doing.


  Firstly we had to move the dolls and teddies to their resting place for
the night. We then lay side by side, facing each-other, me a little tense
with eager emotions. Jennifer's lips touched mine giving soft little
kisses, we cuddling, we talked, gently caressing over the others silken
covered upper body. The kissing became a lot more intermit, our tongues
sliding in and out of the others hot moist mouth. The tips of out tongues
touching shyly, teasingly on the others. Then dancing happily together
between each others wet mouths. Parting momentarily to give a soft sweet
kiss to the others neck, earlobe, chin or where ever it landed. Before the
tongues continued their merry dance. Tasting the others saliva, becoming so
aroused just by the taste.


  In a while our hands found their way below onto the others wantoned
little boy. But we just wanted to cherish the touching of throbbing
pleasure sticks through our soft silky nighties. It was such a wonderful
time, being together like this. Enjoying the beautiful sensual pleasure of
another feminine, sissy-boys body. Constantly caressing over the others
nighty, yes, thinking is this really happening. I'm not just dreaming again
of being in bed cuddling another sweet `girl' like myself, no! this is for
real. We lay quietly, holding hands, looking into each-others eyes, broken
at times for another gentle loving kiss, or to caress over the others
hair. Fingers feathering teasingly over her cool satin encased slender
body. We were kissing and nibbling on the others ears, whispering sweet
nothings into it. Then my Jennifer cuddled back into my breast, kissed each
nipple. Then softly said. "I want to tell you something more about
myself. I don't know what you'll think, but please don't laugh at me, or
abandon me I haven't told anyone else about this, not even my parents
know. I just feel I can trust you and I really do want to see a lot more of
you."

  Taking her face in a caring manner between my hands, "You didn't laugh or
think of me being weird. When I told you about my love of being dominated
and punished by Alan, having him strapping me at least weekly. No! I
wouldn't laugh at whatever you want to tell me. I want you to know you can
trust me completely." I told her, as I stroked lovingly over her cheeks
followed by a gentle loving kiss.


  Cuddling in close to me, a warm little kiss on my neck, one hand
caressing along my side. Lifting her head up a little, then in a quiet
voice, Jennifer began to tell me her private secret.

  "Remember I told you about going to my Mummy and Daddies place next
weekend?"

  "Yes, I remember," I said, kissing her forehead, as her face was still at
me breast.

  "Well .......... , well they aren't my real parents. You won't be shocked
if I tell you something else about me. Will you?." her fingers shaking
while gently stroked down my side.

  "No my darling, you say what ever is on your mind." as I tried to lift
her head to look at me. But she kept her head cradled into my breast. Then
slowly and nervously told me.

  "My Mummy and Daddy treat me as their little baby girl." silence
followed, but I could feel tension come into her whole body. Her hands even
seemed to just grip at my sides.

  I must admit to being taken back by this, as I had never heard of
anything like adult babies before. Not wanting to upset her by my sudden
silence, all I could think of to say was, "Tell me more, why do they make
you be their baby girl. Are they to old to have babies or can't they have
them."

  "No, it's not like that. You see for a long time I've been wanting to be
treaded as a little baby. Wearing nappies, crawling around, being fed baby
food and all that. So about a years ago I put an advert in this `Kinky
Contact' magazine. As I've seen others adult babies advertise in there. I
advertised for a Mummy or Daddy. Then to my astonishment I got a few
replies. Plus one from a couple who seemed very keen and were interested in
having a baby like myself. Also they didn't live that far away either, just
down in Weybridge."

  I know it sounds stupid, but all I said to that was. "Where's Weybridge?"
from then after I kept being reminded about Weybridge. Yes, I was also told
where Weybridge was, in time.

  After that interruption, Jennifer then continued about going to meet
them, how they just seemed to click. Maybe it could of been that they were
in their late thirties and not as old as Jennifer had expected them to
be. I was told since that meeting she has spent at least one full weekends
a month at their place as a little baby girl. She would go there straight
after work of a Friday and stay till late Sunday afternoon.


  I was beginning to get interested in all this. So asked if I could put
her into a nappy for the night.

  But, to my disappointment was told, "No, I don't have any made up baby
things at home. They are all at Mummy and Daddy's place." But I was told a
lot about it all and how she feels as a baby and why it's all kept to her
"Mummy and Daddy's" place. After she had told me all. I said, "I would
really love to see you in your baby clothes and treat you like my baby
girl." I really got turned on just thinking of Jennifer wearing nappies,
having a babies bottle in her mouth. I pulled her close for another loving
kiss, telling her just how sweet and adorable she is. How I'd never heard
of Adult being treated as babies before. But am now pleased she has told
me, then asked "Is there any other little secret you want to share." Don't
know why I asked that, maybe in hope of another kinky surprise to wet my
weird appetite.

  "I'll ask Mummy and Daddy if you can come down sometime then, to see me
as a baby. Would you like that?" Jennifer asked.

  "Yes I would really love that, then to cuddle you like my little baby
sister, wouldn't that be fun?" then gave her another lovely warm kiss. "Now
that wasn't so bad was it, telling Michelle about her little baby girl."

  I noticed how Jennifer relaxed so much more, now she realizes I'm not
going to laugh or think anything different of her because of what I've just
been told. She knows I'm interested and saw the affect it was having on
body. something that wouldn't happen if I was repelled my it. The sex we
had that followed, seemed even more intermit and intense. Was it because we
both know this little extra about the other? I think so, as we felt free of
our little secretes.


  With great horror the alarm when off at 6:30am. Waking us both from a
beautiful sleep. No! Don't say we have to get up this early, but yes we
did. But not before this dream-boy beside me rolled on top, wrapping his
arms around me and planting a sweet `good morning' kiss on my lips. This is
the most wonderful way to be woken of a morning. By the time we had a
shower and a bite to eat. It was time to get dressed, I had mixed feelings
about it. No make up, no dress, no sweet perfume, just male body
cologne. At least I had my pretty underwear on, then it was male outer
clothes for the general public to see us wearing. At least I could help
dress Jonathan, it was pleasing to see that he also wears female underwear
to work like myself. Stockings, panties and just a plain camisole. So it
won't stand out under his shirt. Before helping put my trousers on,
Jonathan got into a drawer, took out a wide pale pink satin garter with
white lace edging top and bottom, knelt down to place it around the top of
my stocking on the left leg. I could only take him in my arms to give him a
lovely gentle kiss, saying "Thank you, I'll wear it all day."

  "If your clit was shaved I'd put a pretty petty on that also," he said
looking into my eyes smiling brightly. Sure he knew what I'd be doing then
once I got home. Time had arrived, that we had to depart to the train
station.


  Before opening the door to the World outside, we embraced, kissing like
we had never before, thanking each-other for making it a wonderful
weekend. Each now know the others little secret, which I hope we can both
share. Only, somehow I don't think I could see Jennifer dominating me, lit
alone strapping me the way I deserve. We both had little tears, happy
pleasing ones in our eyes. I took my handkerchief to pat over Jonathan's
eyes, then realized he'd also put one of his pretty embroidered hankies in
my pocket.

  "I thought you'd like to have it," he quietly said looking embarrassingly
towards the floor.

  "Jonathan I'll keep it with me day and night, till I see you again," I
told him, while lifting his head to look at me. To see how pleased I am to
receive such a sweet gift.

  "God! Why do we have to leave right now!!!" I said while wrapping my arms
around him and resting my head on his shoulder. But we both knew there
would be many more times like we've just had. To enjoy, to savour the
pleasure of the others femininity. To be able to just sit together talking
sissy-boy, girly talk. Before opening the door, Jonathan just clasp my
hands in a warm loving way, knowing we couldn't walk to the station holding
hands. Shit!!! why are people out there so bloody narrow mined. Just
because we're male, who want to show their affection and happiness being
together. I went all the way into the city with him, I didn't want to be
apart from Jonathan till the last minute.


  After saying our goodbyes, the best we could in that crowd. I was on the
tube back to Tooting, feeling quite empty and alone now. A day spent just
thinking of Jonathan and the most enjoyable last couple of days. Arriving
home to read a note from Alan, with instructions of what I've got to do
before they get home. Well first things first, it was into the bathroom
naked, scissors and shaving gear in hand. About fifteen minutes later there
I stood, displaying one clean shaven boy-clit. It looked rather pale, but
felt so smooth and sexy. After sprinkling talcum powder liberally around,
now stroking over it. All I could think of was having one of Jonathan's
pretty petties or ribbons tied over it, to look and feel so very sissy
pretty. I must buy some Nair hair remover when I'm shopping next. To have a
smooth hairless body, and as Jonathan says the soft silky touch of your
clothes without anything in between, is so sexually erotic.


  By the time Alan and David got home I had everything done that he
wanted. Even to the meal just about ready to eat. I couldn't wait to tell
them about being with Jonathan. They tried to make out they didn't care,
just to tease me. So I played along with their game, knowing at least Alan
would want to know everything we did. Yes it did get the better of Alan, as
he crabbed me, pulled me onto his knee in a bear-hug. Telling me to spill
it all or get a father of a hiding before bed. So I gave him a quick kiss
with a grin. I started by thanking David, I'm so pleased he decided I must
go with them to the Chris's party on Saturday night. Or I would never of
met Jonathan. I told them about spending the whole time dresses
up. Etc. Etc. No I didn't say anything about Jonathan baby times, that's
private, not even for Alan. When I finished, I looked at Alan saying, "I
really think I'm in love with him. We have so much in common, you know what
I mean. I hated leaving him this morning. He's so beautiful and caring in
every way, yet is so lonely also. All day I just haven't been able to think
of anything other than Jonathan."


  I looked at Alan then to David, as they weren't responding to my
remark. But both had those starry eyed look on their faces, grinning to
each-other.

  "How did you feel when you realized you loved each other." I said
quietly, hoping for one to answer me. Alan kiss me warmly on the cheek,
before saying, "Probably exactly the same as you do now. It was such a
lovely walking on air feeling, we both shared. Just being in the same room
feeling his vibes. Hearing his breathing was something I wanted to keep
listening too." then he cuddled me closer, looked at me saying "It's just
like the way you and I are. You know how much I love you and I know the way
you love me." looking to David as he finished, blowing him a kiss.

  "Yes but you and I are different in a way. You're more of a big brother
to me and I could never love anyone the way I do you. Even though you strap
me when I don't deserve it at times." I said with a little giggle.

  "You don't think I would do that sort of thing, do you?" I just grinned
and shock my head. "When are you going to see Jonathan again," he asked,
slapping the side of my leg as well.

  "I'm not sure, he has to go to Weybridge next weekend. You know where
that is don't you? But he said he'd ring me."


  Next thing David came over, pulled me off Alan's knee and he also gave me
a big hug and kiss saying, "We are both very happy for you. If you and
Jonathan love each other the way Alan and I do, you should have a wonderful
time together. Do you think Jonathan feels the same way?" Before asking
with a big grin on his cute face. "Who is butch, who's the bitch." Pushing
him away, I said "You are so rude, didn't your Mother ever tell you not to
talk to a Lady in that sort of manner." grinning at him.

  Alan just couldn't resist the opportunity saying, "And, whoever said you
are a Lady? Remember the first night you came to live in the flat back
home? Your pants off, legs were parted, ready to be taken before you had
even unpacked. Plus it had been well used before then, hadn't it?"

  "No, only a few times before you. Then at the flat, I could tell by the
way you were walking that your balls were hanging in great need of
emptying. So I thought I'd do you a service to help empty them out. Anyway!
You wouldn't let me give my pussy to anyone else after that?" trying to
make myself look better in front of David, then said. "Oh well, guess I was
a little bit sluttish, but David doesn't need to know that." I said
grinning to David.

  "Yes I do, it's good to know what sort of sissy tart you really are." as
his hand went between my legs, stroking over my crotch. Making me take a
quick step backwards. While telling Alan to tell David to behave
himself. That I am reformed now. They both just laughed at that bit of
false information.

  "We didn't do anything like that anyway, as Jonathan is still a virgin
and wants to stay one until he's 21. So we just did other things ..., you
know." looking shyly to David, as he was right in my face.

  "Why does he want to wait till he's 21." David asked looking concerned.

  "I don't know, I never questioned him, that's his decision. I'm not a
nosy parker like someone I know. Anyway it's only a couple of months to
wait." I said, hoping it'll be me that can take it. Mind you I've never
given it before either, as I'm very much the bitch.


  It was about 8:30 when the phone rang, all I could think of. I hope this
is Jonathan calling me. Alan and David looked at each other, then to me
without a word. I got up to go answer it, "You just sit where you are, if
you pay the bill you can answer it." Alan said as he went picking up the
hand piece. Yes!!! it was my darling Jonathan, only I had to sit, listening
to Alan questioning him about my stay. Fortunately he didn't say or ask any
embarrassing questions to him. But finished his little talk by asking
Jonathan, if he thinks I make a pretty girl. All the time smiling to David,
knowing how embarrassed I am, hearing all this. Before letting me talk, I
had to then listen to him telling Jonathan, "If Michael doesn't behave
herself, let me know." I felt mortified, my face just went a very quick
bright red, with further embarrassment. Good job it couldn't be seen over
the phone. Yes, I know what he meant in saying that.


  It was so good to hear Jonathans voice again and he just wanted to hear
mine also. Saying how he's been thinking of me all day. That it was the
best weekend he's had, to be dressed with another cross dresser and can't
wait till we are together again. I was feeling very much the same, my
little penis was getting excited thinking of us being together. There was
much I wanted to say, but with Alan and David sitting listening to
everything, plus making little remarks between themselves, made it so
hard. I had to tell Jonathan I had two extremely bad mannered faggots
listening to every thing I say. He said "Well you know some queers are like
that, they get very jealous you know." I just had to agree saying in a
voice to be heard. "Yes I know and these two poofters I have to live with
are the ultimate in jealousy." Before I hung off I said, "I love you very
Much Jonathan." After a few seconds came, "That makes me so happy, as I
love you so very much also Michelle."

  "I like hearing you call me that, my sweet." I said before saying, Good
night Jennifer my love, then giving a kiss through the phone to finish the
call.


  Yes I did get the usual remarks from those sitting hearing all. Alan
promised a hiding for calling them jealous poofters. I offered him a kiss
as a means of forgiveness, but he wouldn't take it. David even asked if I
was going to have a good wank off now. I could only reply by saying, "No, I
do have the greatest amount of self-control over this sort of thing." which
isn't really true, and Alan knows it all to well. As he told David, "You go
into her room once she's in bed and you'll see just how much control she
doesn't have. She's a real slut, aren't you?" I just poked out my tongue to
Alan with a grin, before running off, saying I have to go to the toilet I
need a leak.

  "I see can't even wait till she's in bed." David remarked.


  When I did go to bed and every night to follow. I made sure I had
Jennifer's hanky with the little yellow and orange Rosebuds embroidered on
it. Plus the lovely garter safely under my pillow, after giving them a
loving kiss. I did the same of a morning, thinking of my Jennifer getting
up then, so would say good morning my darling, as I kissed both items. Yes,
I did do what Alan knew I'd be doing. Well wouldn't you? If the boy you've
just been talking with, is so sweet, so very adorable and you just told
each-other you loved them?


  The following weekend I was alone, or should I just say. I wasn't with
Jonathan in body, but was in my mind. Thinking of him at his Mummy and
Daddy's place as their baby girl, wondering what he's doing. I know he'll
be enjoying what ever big babies do. But I wish he was with me.


  Seen as I had worked four days this week, Alan and David saw to it that I
didn't waste my time over the weekend. I had shopping to do, the flat to
clean, all the washing, ironing to get done. I was pleased when Monday
came, I knew tonight Jonathan is going to ring. I haven't heard from him
since Thursday night, four whole days. We had not long finished dinner,
when the phone rang. YES!! It is Jonathan. I went to take the phone into my
room, but was called back by David.

  "You can't just take the phone away like that, it's very bad
manners. What do you say?"

  "Please David Sir, can I take the phone into my room to talk with
Jonathan." I asked

  "Yes, if you get down kiss my hand and tell us you're going to be a good
girl in there. No wee messes." he said loud enough so Jonathan could hear.

  I did as I had too, then of to my bedroom. We talked for a good half
hour, I was told all about his weekend. Then was told, if I still wanted to
see him in his baby time. Mummy and Daddy said we can go next Saturday
afternoon, but had to ring by Wednesday, so they wouldn't make other plans.

  "Yes I do still want to see you as a little baby girl. I've been thinking
of my baby Jennifer all week." I told him in a very positive manner.

  He sounded so pleased that I hadn't changed my mind about it. So would
ring tomorrow night to tell them the good news. As he said.

  Another agonizing four days of going to the agency for work, which I got
each day. But all the time my mind was down south, thinking of a baby
Jennifer. I knew not to say anything about it to Alan or David. So just
said he was taking me to meet a couple of close friends. As he told them
I'm from New Zealand and that seemed to interest them for some reason.


  A babies life begins.

  Saturday at last has arrived. I was up early, had my shower, dressed in
my best male outer clothes. After having the pleasure of waking Alan and
David by pulling their duvet off. Just to check all was in order under
there, and saying goodbye. After being called a few nasty names for waking
them. I was about to walk out the door when David called out. "Michael! get
back here." as I returned he asked, "Aren't you going to say goodbye in a
proper manner?"

  "Yes OK then, but no funny business, I don't want sex right now."then
bent over David to kiss Alan. As I went to kiss David, I couldn't resist
resting my hand right where he felt it. In turn making him squeal like a
trapped cat.

  "Just you wait till you come back, bitch!" he got out after taking an
involuntary deep breath.

  "Promises, Promises. Anyway better have a shave before then. I like my
men to have a nice smooth clean shaven face while making love to me." I
said blowing him a kiss, before quickly heading to and out the door.


  Then of to Kingston upon Thames I headed. It was not much after
10am. that I arrived, to again be met by Jonathan of the bus. I could
detect a little nerves tension in the way Jonathan acted. Yes, he admitted
he was feeling a bit that way. Wondering what I might think when I saw him
later, as that baby he told me about. I held his hands close to my chest,
assuring him that I respect him as he is. That I wouldn't want to be going
if I didn't. His lips came to mine, our arms encircling each other.

  "Thank you," he whispered in my ear. "You don't know what it's like
wanting to share this with someone else, I'm pleased you understand."
grasping my hand tightly.

  I must admit at this point, I was still just very curious about the whole
idea of wanting to again be treated as a baby. I wouldn't say that to
Jonathan, I think to much of him. But thinking of it, people properly think
that of me, wanting to wear female underwear, dresses and makeup. Plus
letting Alan control and punish me the way I do.

  "Now would you like to help me get dressed," He asked knowing what the
answer would be, before he even asked.

  "Yes, I guess I'll have to get used to dressing my baby, won't I." I was
given another quick kiss.


  Jonathan stripped naked, applied some more deodorant and just a little
talcum powder over his front and down below. Then took a small white lace
band threaded with a pink ribbon, placing around the base of his sissy
clit. "Would you like to tie the ribbon in a nice bow for me?" There now
his sissy clit looking so feminine with the lovely lace and big bow
cascading from it. The camisole was of Gold satin with an off white lace
bodice and edging at the hem. Next to go on was a pair of charcoal stay up
stocking. To be followed by a light yellow shirt with a white collar and
cuffs.


  "Now, before we go any further. I want you undressed," with that my shirt
was being unbuttoned. Before I knew it there I stood just in suspenders and
fine tan stockings. He was so pleased to see my now naked penis and ball
sac. Just had to caress all over my genitals, causing a we problem in doing
so. Returning from his drawers, he had in his hands one of his pretty penis
petties. It was a soft blue silk with a small pattern over it, the base was
a white lace threaded with a couple of narrow white satin ribbons. The same
as the lace band that now adorns Jonathans we clit. Once I deflated to an
almost semi deflated penis, Jonathan took delight in threading this lovely
pettie over my penis. The ribbons were pulled tight and tied into separate
bows to hang neatly from the base behind my cherry basket, over my pretty
pettie. The feeling as it touched between my thighs was so beautifully
erotic.


  Jonathan now took a long narrow white silk scarf placing it around the
lower thigh of my left leg. Tying it in a lovely big bow, so it wouldn't
slip or move, a strip of double sided tape was between my stocking and the
scarf on the inside of my leg. The tassels hanging teasingly against my
lower leg. My little boy was standing from when the pettie went on. Oh!
this extra delightful fluttering, I was at a point where if I touched it, I
would of lost all control. Jonathan was delighted with my reaction, but
told me "Don't you dare even think of putting a hand anywhere near your
clitty, or do I have to tie your hands up. Or better still tell Alan you
misbehaved." with a little slap on my backside.

  "No I won't, but I just look and feel so pretty like this." while
admiring what I saw facing me in the mirror.


  My own pale Blue satin camisole went back on over my unpadded bra. I now
had to step into a pair of mauve satin knickers. "These are best when
wearing your little pettie." I noticed embroidered in deep yellow just
above the lace trim on each leg, the word "Sissy".

  "Jonathan look these are made for me, they have my name on." I said.

  "Isn't it lovely being a Sissy." he said "All these beautiful things we
can wear and feel so Fem all the time." I couldn't disagree with that.


  I now had to finish dressing Jonathan. Putting on his loose fitting
panties, that matched his beautiful camisole, with the lace around the
legs. He didn't wear a pretty garter, as he would be getting changed soon
as we arrived anyway. I was given an oblong blue silk scarf to put under
the collar of his shirt. To be folded over loosely and hanging out. After
putting on his dark charcoal trousers, he looked really so handsome. Then I
had the white satin cravat that he had worn the other Sunday tied neatly
around my neck. "You like this one don't you, I noticed how you liked
holding it the other Sunday."

  "Yes I do, it looked so nice on you with your Teal stripped shirt,"


  We were both hot and as horny as hell, we rubbed against one another,
softly kissing. Both getting so worked up. That we just had to touch the
others clitty before anything else. It's a good job Jonathan has got a lot
of self-control. As he stopped us going any further, knowing what was to
come this afternoon. Says he learnt to control himself like this, though
being with Mummy and Daddy. So it was on with our trousers and shoes,
brushed each others hair. Must say I was hoping for at least a little make
up, but no.


  Then before leaving had a cup of coffee and bite to eat. Put on our
jackets with silk pocket handkerchiefs that matched our neckwear, away we
went. I could now tell Jonathan was getting excited about it. So different
now, from when we met this morning. But for me, it was of to the unknown,
to see my darling transformed into [I hope] a sweet baby girl. At least
I'll find out where Weybridge is.


  On our arrival, it was like Jonathan had been Hypnotised. In the car he
was still that twenty yr. old feminine male, like myself. Then soon as the
door was opened by his Mummy. Jonathan was straight in giving her cuddles
and kisses, just like you would see a small child doing. Jonathan was now
just a little baby child. Next I saw a man standing there, a good looking
man in his late 30's. He was also given cuddles and kisses by
Jonathan. It's now my turn to be introduced to them. This is Michael my
friend I told you about, this is Anne and Peter my Mummy and Daddy. With
that his Mummy gave me a nice kiss and a friendly we cuddle, Peter did the
`male' thing, just shaking hands "It's nice to meet you Michael, Jonathan
was saying you're from New Zealand?" And a bit more of the normal greeting
thing. All the while Jonathan was still cuddling into his Daddy. "Dear, why
don't you take Jennifer into the nursery and change her, while Michael and
I have a we chat." Peter said.

  "Yes, I think that's a great idea. Don't you think so sweet heart?" Anne
said, putting her hand out for Jennifer to take hold of.

  As she took hold of her Mummy's hand, she looked sheepishly towards
me. As to say, I'm now a baby girl. I went over gave her a kiss, saying in
her ear. "Be a good baby girl for your Mummy won't you and I'll see you
soon, my darling."


  Peter was very interesting to talk with, we seemed to get alone quite
nicely. Which is great.

  [but why do people overseas always say something about rugby, to us. I
don't like rugby!!!]

  He and Anne are up in their Thirties. [as Peter put it] Both are rather
attractive also, Peter's about 5'8" I would say, Anne just a little shorter
with beautiful long black wavy hair. I love their accents also, makes my
Kiwi sound so flat, if you know what I mean. [I'm determent to do something
about it before returning to NZ.] I gathered Peter and Anne are more
interested in "Different" kinds of sex rather than just the norm. Peter has
also cross dressed on occasions. Even the odd weekend when Jennifer has
been there. It was while they had been reading stories about Adult Babies,
that they came across Jonathans advert in a Kinky Contact Magazine, so they
wrote to him. Peter said, they hadn't been this happy in a long time. They
really love having their Jennifer come visit for weekends.


  It didn't seem that long, till I noticed Peter looking towards the
doorway with a smile on his face. I looked over to see standing there, one
sweet little baby girl cuddling into her Mummy. Looking a little shy, as
she was wondering what I would be thinking. Seeing her now as just a baby
girl. Peter said, "Jennifer come over to Daddy for big cuddles." with the
invitation, Anne held her hand as she wobbled towards Peter. Unable to wake
normally because of the thick nappy she had on. I watched as she sat
happily on her Daddy's knee for a cuddle and kisses. She really looked so
beautiful sitting there. Wearing a pale Lavender satin dress, short puff
sleeves edged with a good inch wide white lace, and a two piece white satin
collar. The skirt was a little short with lots of scalloped lace around the
hem. A sash around the waist tied at the back in a lovely big bow, with the
streamers hanging a half way down the skirt. Underneath a lovely white silk
petticoat also with pretty lace at the hem. Which helped hold out the skirt
of the dress. Her matching Lavender rompers could plainly be seen, with
there wide band of lace around each leg opening, at the side of each sat a
pretty white satin bow. It looked a real babies dress that had just been
enlarged. She also wore a matching bonnet tied at the side of her chin in a
lovely big bow. On her feet she wore little white sox under Ivory coloured
satin knit booties, again tied in pretty bows.


  I couldn't wait any longer, seeing my Jennifer looking so sweet with her
Daddy. So much the baby girl she told me she loved to be treated as. Just
looking at the pretty girl I'd come to love so much. Caused my petty
covered little boy to become quite aroused that I just had to ask, "Would
baby Jennifer like to give Michael a big kiss and cuddle?" while holding
out my arms to receive my sweet baby Jennifer. Peter sent her over to me,
after another kiss for his baby girl.


  Sitting across my knee I was given a big smile, as she now knew that I
excepted and loved the baby I was holding. She rested her sweet head
lovingly against my shoulder, her left hand stroking over my side. I
noticed she is now wearing just a touch of make up and the lightest shade
of lipstick, to hide any sign of maleness. I kept kissing her, telling her
how lovely my little baby girl looked. That I'm so pleased she told me
about this side of his life. Holding baby Jennifer, caressing lovingly over
her pretty dress. Lowering my hand to lift her skirt and petticoat, for a
view of those pretty rompers. I got taken by the thickness of cloth nappies
underneath, no wonder she walked with a baby wobble. She also had that
clean, fresh baby powder smell about her. The smell associated only with
beautiful, sweet, lovely babies.


  Feeling the thickness under her rompers, I asked, "Can Michael see babies
nappies." Without a word she just nodded her head, as to say, Yes. Helping
Jennifer stand between my legs, I noticed a thumb going into her mouth to
be sucked on, as babies do. It was such a warm happy smile I got as I
started lifting the skirt right up. Now getting a better view of the lovely
white silk petticoat, heavily frilled around the hem, holding out the
skirt. Then I was in view of those nappies encased by the Lavender satin
rompers with two rows of inch and a half wide white lace around the top of
them. Again a pretty bow at the centre of the waist-band in a deep shade of
Pink.


  Turning down her rompers, I noticed though there was no plastic
panties. I asked "Doesn't my little girl wear protective panties in case of
we accidents." Again she just nodded sheepishly to me. Then Anne said, "She
normally does, but she wanted you to see her just with the pretty panties
over her nappies. She's promised to say if she wants wee wees before
they're put back on her."


  Like being magnetised my hand was drawn towards the nice white cloth
nappy, covering the sweet smelling baby talcum powered bottom
enclosed. Resting my hand gentle over her front, I knew she was in the same
state of arousal as myself. We looked lovingly into each-others eyes, not
caring about anyone watching. Seeing two such sissies show their affection,
just by a look. Lifting her rompers back to cover the nappy, letting the
skirts gently fall back. Now taking hold of her hand saying, "Come, sit
back on Michaels knee my darling." Even though she wore a thick nappy,
Jennifer knew what she was sitting upon, as her little bot wiggled over
it. I just wanted to get down and kiss all over my babies lovely bottom. To
feel the softness of the nappy on my lips. To be closer to the smile of her
J&J's baby powdered bottom. But that will have to wait a while longer.


  Anne then said, "I think Baby Jennifer wants to show you her Nursery,
with all the lovely dresses and things she has in there." Hearing that,
Jennifer cuddled her pretty bonnet covered head, lovingly into my
breast. As I caressed gently down her side, then stroked a finger softly on
her cheek, I asked "Going to take Michael to see your Nursery Sweetheart?"

  A soft "Yes" came from my ever so cute baby girl sitting on my knees.


  Holding my hand, I was taken into the babies nursery. Wide eyed and
opened mouth, I just had to stand and look. It was just like you would
expect in any baby girls Nursery. A white dresser with a mirror, a soft
pink Organza draped over it, in the top corners a silver ribbon tied in a
lovely big bow drew the material so it hung gently down each side. Another
chest of drawers atop was a large container of J&J's baby powder, bottles,
pacifiers and many other baby things. In between both sat a three quarter
size white bed, come cot. [as the sides can be taken off to be just like a
normal bed again] It was a four poster with a lovely canopy draped in a
pretty soft pink nett under white scalloped lace, tassels hanging all
around its edge. On each of the four white posts there was a beautiful deep
red velvet ribbon tied in a lovely big bows with the streamers hanging a
good six inches below. It all looked so lovely, so very feminine. You could
see by the bed where Jennifer had been lying, not long before to get
nappies put on.


  Sitting on the cot also were lots of dolls, teddies and a big pink
panther. Under the cot I noticed a large box, the contends of which I would
be shown later. Now that I had realized I was in Jennifer's little
room. Before going through looking at anything else, I just embraced
Jennifer in my arms again. With a big kiss telling her how pleased I am
that she's brought me down to see the baby, she is. Again telling her, "I
love you so much in every way, you are really so adorable." I couldn't stop
kissing my baby Jennifer, till it was decided we better stop before her
Mummy or Daddy comes in.


  I was shown though her drawers, so many pretty things, panties, bonnets,
booties, lovely little girls socks with lace threaded with narrow satin
ribbons around the tops. Many different coloured ribbons for making bows on
my babies hair. Another drawer full of bibs, plastic panties, and other
things. The bottom drawer contained lots of dresses and things for the
dolls, plus some toys for Jennifer. Every drawer that was opened, I just
couldn't help but touch, hold even kiss its contents. I was really so
overwhelmed, excited by everything I was seeing.


  Jennifer slid open the mirrored wardrobe door. My mouth watered as to see
all those beautiful baby dresses, nighties, rompers and petticoats hanging
there. I couldn't do justice trying to explain how beautiful they all
were. The styles, the colours, but to say most were of satin, there was
also a couple of gingham dress with lovely coloured flower buds all over
it, another sweet we blue floral cotton dress. Then Jennifer said shyly,
"Those one are for playing in."


  Now to be shown a really lovely deep burgundy colour velvet dress with
short puff sleeves and an Ivory coloured Taffeta bodice bordered in lace
and a two piece lace collar that buttoned up the back. The skirt hung from
the bodice to just above the knees, and had a nice Ivory Taffeta sash that
tied at the back in a big bow. I took it, held it to myself, thinking how
pretty it is. "Mummy and Daddy took me out to visit this lady they had been
in contact with one night wearing that dress." I just looked in shock as my
Jennifer said that.

  "You mean you also go out in your baby clothes." I enquired.

  "No not normally, but I'll tell you all about it later." then she just
asked, "You like my baby things?"

  "Yes I really do, and you know Jennifer. I wish it were me." as I pulled
my baby close to me. "See what it's doing to me, getting Michael all
excited isn't it." She just gave a we giggle and kissed the side of my
neck. "We'll fix that tonight," she said before telling me, "I feel a lot
better now, as I didn't really know what you would think. Was hoping though
that you wouldn't be discussed or think I'm totally weird because of what I
enjoy."

  "No Jennifer far from it, I'm very pleased for you and I would love to
have you dress for me some time at your home." I told her, then asked,
"Where do you get all your pretty clothes from." Thinking there must be
some place that makes all these baby cloths for adults. To my surprise I
got told.

  "Oh I make everything, you know Grandma taught me to sew." I was
informed. I was dumb founded. "You are one very clever girl," holding her
hands close to my breast, before kissing them.


  Footnote: Hope you're not confused by how I change Jonathan to Jennifer
and Michael to Michelle all the time. Only I feel it better being dressed
as male with male name. Dressed as female with female name. If you disagree
lets know, OK. Be with you again soon.

  Love, Matthew.

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  To be continued.