Date: Fri, 4 Jul 2008 21:20:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: Matthew O'Shea <femboynz@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sissy-Boy Baby Michelle chapter 5 transgender teens

Warnings as previous Chapters, hope you're of age like 18yr to read
this. Yes, good now read and hopefully enjoy.

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End of Ch 4.

"I'm sure this will be very good for my little baby sister. Open wide my
darling." I was told.

Of course I knew to obey, that's one thing Alan has beaten into me. I now
know why. With mouth open, I looked eagerly as the juice covered finger
came closer, then entered between my lips. With both hands I held
Jennifer's wrist in case she tried to withdraw before I was ready to let it
free. After licking the precious juice onto my tongue to savour the
delicate flavour. I began suckling the intruding finger, as I had not long
before done on my bottle. Wishing also it was another part of Jennifer's
divine body.

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Chapter 5


I lay peacefully sucking on Jennifer's finger as if it was her clit. After
about a minute or so of this, she asked. "Would you like me to cuddle in
beside you sweetheart?"

I quickly nodded, smiling to her, as I moved a little to the side making
way for my big sister. The duvet pulled up over us both, our arms just as
quickly entwined the others body. In a frenzy we began kissing, fondling
each other, like it was our first time together. Under my nappy I was rock
hard, could feel a little dampness I knew my pre cum must be oozing out. As
my whole baby body seemed to feel so sensitive, to be on fire. With the
gently moans and sights coming from Jennifer I knew she was in exactly the
same high state of arousal. My mouth went to suckle at her breast. Oh my!!
her nipples were also standing firm, right ready waiting for this babies
mouth. As I sucked Jennifer began stroking my hair telling me what a good
baby I am, how she's going to enjoy playing with me over the weekend.


Removing my mouth from her nipples, smiling at me, then asking, "Would baby
like something bigger to suckle on?" I knew exactly what she meant, as I
could feel the twitching from below as I was sucking those loving
nipples. I didn't have to think twice before saying, "esss peesss." at the
same time nodding me head excitingly. In no time I was down under her
nighty. The strong smell of sexual aroma radiating from her clitty drew my
mouth ever so quickly towards it. Kissing, licking her rock hard clit,
another seepage of pre cum trickled from the slit, to hang
teasingly. Quickly be licked off and savoured in my hungry mouth. Down
licking, sucking around her every part. Kissing tenderly over her virginal
pussy, in the most loving way I could. Tweaking my hot wet tongue over her
pussy lips, backwards and forwards again and again in a gentle caring
manner. The cries and jerking coming from Jennifer I knew she was enjoying
the attention her pussy was receiving. Yes wishing I could go further, but
it's not for me to question her decision on remaining a virgin for a
time. Anyway, would I still be man enough to do the deed, as I've always
been totally bitch. Well there is no time to think about that now, my
hungry mouth has a job to do.


Hearing the soft noises coming from Jennifer, I knew she was wanting her
clit taken care of. Kissing and tonguing my way back to the skin covered
gland head. Licking the nob of love, before slowly lowering my wide opened
mouth over. Sliding downwards, pushing back her foreskin in doing so. In a
wild frenzy my tongue licked around the hot purple throbbing nob, cleaning
out any goodness that may be sitting under there. Jennifer's hands came to
hold over my head, pushing it downwards. Till I had the full length of her
divine clit filling my mouth, pushing at my tonsils. The jerking of her hot
organ sent me into wild sucking, working up and down that shaft like my
whole life depended on it, for survival of mankind. Up and down, up and
down I went slowly, deliberately slow now, hoping to prolong the
pleasure. Out licking downwards to kiss and suck around her now tight love
nest.


The long deep moans of pleasure coming from Jennifer, the odd words of
sexual encouragement she was uttering. I knew my lover wasn't far from
offering up her love nectar to this little baby, to give it life. Like
every little baby receives from its bottle of milk, many times a
day. Quickly my hot wantoned mouth was back, sucking in and out of
Jennifer's thick pulsating shaft. Faster and faster I went, taking her
deeper and deeper on each downward thrust. In on time Jennifer took hold of
my head again, holding it as her whole body just jerked in frantic wild
spasms. Calling out, OOHHHH YESSSS!! YESSSS!!! FUUCCKKKK III'MMMM
CUUMMMMMIIINNGGGG!!!!!! UUUMMMMMM GOOOODDD SUUCKKKK MEEE!! Then UURRrrrrrrr
UURRRrrrrrrrrrrr as her load of hot sissy juice was jettisoned deep into my
sucking mouth. Her clit suddenly pushing hard at my throat, sending her
volleys of hot sperm straight down. Eagerly I sucked faster wanting to take
all my darling had to offer, as shot after shot just seemed to keep coming
for me. Pushing her clitty out a little so at least I could get a taste of
Jennifer's sissy juice on the back of my tongue.


My mouth was still full of cum as her love tube slowly began to deflate. I
continued to suck as the size shrunk, to get every last droplet of her
divine goodness. Completely spent, I felt Jennifer's body lie motionless,
her breathing slowed, but still long and deep. One hand still resting on my
head, the other I don't know. With the knowledge she had nothing more to
give from her clit, after one last cleaning suck and kiss. I slowly and
lovingly kissed my way back up this beautiful body beside me. To rest my
head gently over her strong beating heart. Even the sound each beat made,
was the most beautiful, peaceful sound to listen too. My whole body seemed
to raise and fall in time to her deep down breathing. Together we both just
lay there, silently. My hands couldn't help but gently caress over the
pretty satin nighty, covering this loving beauty my head was allowed to
rest upon.


Under my nappy, I still possessed one stiff eager for attention sissy
clit. Hoping as soon as Jennifer recovers, I'll be offered relief via at
least a lovely soft hand milking. After about a minute or so, Jennifer
turned towards me. Kissing over my face, finishing with one sweet and
tender on my lips. Thanking me for giving her such a fantastic orgasm, she
didn't think she had so much in her, till it started on its
journey. Telling me how wonderful she felt, feeling my mouth fighting to
take every last drop. In turn I told her how much I love the taste of her
sissy juice, that I can't get enough of it.


Our arms just wrapped tightly around each other. At the same time I worked
myself on top, looking straight into Jennifer's eyes. With the hope she
would notice the pleading look and feel the state my clit was in as I
rubbed my nappy covered area over her stomach. In return I got pulled down
then offered a sweet kiss, as I was told., "No! you're not going to get
what you are wanting. You are just a baby girl, babies just have to be fed
nice baby food."

I felt quite dejected on hearing her say that, I just fell off to her side,
looking to the ceiling. That wasn't going to give me any inspiration. So I
slowly let my left hand wonder down, till it was over the little thing that
was crying out for her attention.

"No!!! don't you dare touch." Jennifer said in a very firm voice.

"Please let me I don't think I'll be able to sleep with this rod pushing on
my nappy. Please Jennifer." turning to kiss her cheek at the same time.

"I know how hard it is not to have any relief. This is what you'll have to
get use to when we go to Mummy and Daddies place. Then on the Sunday
afternoon we'll be taken into their bedroom. You wait and see just how
wonderful it will be, after waiting all this time for juicing."

"Yes I guess so, but I'm still so very hard under my nappy." all the
response I got, was her finger wiped gently across my tenter lips. Quickly
I opened my mouth and took it in, for another we suck.


As we lay there quietly talking, I asked Jennifer, "Instead of being my big
sister. Could I please call you Mummy all weekend? I'd really like that."

"Yes I think that's a good idea, I can see you're really happy being a baby
now aren't you Michelle?"

I couldn't agree more, as I just cuddled into her breast, nodding my head
feverishly in doing so. The last thing I remember is having my head lightly
stroked by a soft caring hand.


I woke early in the morning, well not that early. Daylight was peeping
through the drapes in an annoying fashion. But I had this feeling of a full
bladder.

"Mummy! think I need to do wees." Still a little sleepy and about to jump
out of bed. Only to be pulled back my the hand.

"Just where do you think you're trying to go little one?" at the same time
poking at my nappy covered area.

"Now you lie there, show Mummy what a good little baby you are by doing
your wee wees."

Lying back conscious of what I have to let flow, was for me a lot easier
said than done. The more one tried the harder it seemed to be. Till Mummy
turned me on my side facing her, raising the back of the nighty. Teasingly
she started running her fingertips along my lower back, just above the
nappy. Somehow that did the trick, like turning on a mains tap. The flow
started with a little trickle. Then I got this most wonderful feeling, as
my waste water began gush forth, like never before, filling my nappy. I was
so delighted, putting my hand down there just to feel the warmth, the
squashiness I had developed.


Having all this wetness sitting around, with the help of my plastics, it
all stayed in there. It didn't take long then, till the smell of urine
waffled out. Guess that wasn't so bad either, knowing I had made it. It was
a smell I would get used to very quickly, plus enjoy. Jennifer also seemed
to take pleasure in the smell. As I looked to her to see a big beaming
smile across her face. To be followed by a lovely kiss telling me, "That's
being a good little baby girl for your Mummy. You'll find it a lot easier
from now on." We just lay there, both feeling what I'd achieved. As hot as
it was coming out, it doesn't take long before it cools right down, but not
to cold. At least I'm now a happy little wet baby girl, in the arms of her
beautiful Mummy Jennifer.


Not long after we decided, seen as daylight had risen, we should follow
suit. Holding my hand, Mummy led me to the bathroom. Helping me lie down on
a large bath towel, then started filling the bath adding nice smelling bath
oils to it. I lay contented having Mummy open one very wet nappy. I didn't
realize just how much these disposables hold till then. With my bathing
over Mummy had me do my normal things like shaving, cleaning teeth while
she had her bath. Oh, how I wished I could be washing her all over, as she
had just done to me. That time will come again, I know. We stayed in our
nighty and lovely satin robes while we had breakfast.


To my great surprise, I had a large pink bib with lots of teddies and dolls
all over it tied around my neck, as I sat at the table. To watch open
mouthed, as a bowl of baby cereal was placed before me. Then to have Mummy
feed me one dessertspoon fill at a time. The taste of the first mouthful,
took me straight back to my real life as a baby. Strangely it is a taste I
don't think you'll ever forget, is Farex baby cereal. I liked it then and I
still do. While Mummy had her grown up breakfast, I got put on the floor
between resting on a couple of pillows then given a bottle of milk with a
little tea added.


Unfortunately I wasn't put back into my nappy as it's time to go into town
and have a look around this store I'll be working at in a few weeks. At
least I wore pretty underwear, suspender, stockings, but no bra. As
Jennifer said it could look a little obvious if we were close talking to
someone. So to be sprung even before I started working there. Guess I had
to agree with that, even though we did still look rather
effeminate. Wearing silk scarfs tied neatly under our shirts, all so neat
for a Saturday morning shopping. But hey! We didn't care about that, we are
what we are.


All ready to go, then the phone had to ring. It was Jennifer's mother [the
real one] to say they are expecting us for lunch at 12:30 tomorrow. That is
all I needed, to be reminded of the forth coming inquisition. I still
didn't get a reference from Alan or David for that matter. Oh to have close
loving friends. I know tomorrow will be on my mind for the rest of the day
now, why didn't we leave a little earlier. Just before opening the door, we
had a lovely intermit kiss. Then to be reminded not to call her Mummy while
we're out. That, I had no intention of doing. As it was a nice morning and
were not that far from the township, walking was the order of the
day. About 15 minutes later, there we were in front of what was to be my
new work place.

"I hope Cory is working today, love to see who I'll be able to drool over."
I said.

"You just keep your eyes off or I'll see Alan about getting you a chastity
belt. Because he is gorgeous." was the reply.

I just gave a sweet smile before saying, "I don't want anyone else but
you."

"You don't have to grovel now." giving me a look, like trying to be a
superior miss than I.

Then that lovely smile couldn't help but come back to her cute face.


Looking around inside, I thought this is going to be wonderful. But I won't
be able to take any money with me. Or Lord knows what I'd finish up
buying. The mens department had so much, a lot of what I'd love. Wandering
through the lingerie department, Oh my God, this is a sissies dream place
to work. So many different styles of panties, in many brands and must say
prices. Divinely rice coloured French Knickers, edged with wide delicate
lace around the leg openings. Beautiful soft delicate silks and satins,
plain or trimmed with lavish lace. Fine lace or chiffon panty camisole
sets. Petticoats, half slips again trimmed in lovely soft lace around the
hem, across the bodice also on the petticoats. So many lovely bras to chose
from, this has just made my mine up.


I must get those silicon breast pads soon as possible. Another strapping
from Alan for wasting my money so soon, will still be worth it. All these
dainties in so many shades of colour. You can see why sissies, even women
spend so much time shopping. To have these soft luxuriously feminine
articles of undergarments resting gently on their fingertips. Oh my God, I
love shopping. The thought of having that touch of sensual lingerie
caressing their hairless feminine bodies. Yes!! Yes!! Just as beautiful,
nighties and dressing robes hanging there teasingly, waiting a caring
feminie body to slither over to hug lovingly into and be caressed over
through the night. Then to one side hung underwear for the plain Jane
type. Yes the cottons, plain nylon underwear all so dull and boring,
completely sexless. Full length winceyette nighties like my mother use to
wear in the winter. She'd kill me if she knew what I said, well hope she
wouldn't go that far.


Walking on towards the stocking department. Again hanging or folded neatly
were beautiful silk, satin, chiffon scarfs. Many, many different colours
and patterns, all so soft. All crying out, "buy me, wear me, enjoy my
gentleness around your neck or covering your soft silken head of hair from
the cool breeze that is blowing out side." You can just see any one of them
fluttering gently in the breeze as you walk gracefully down the
street. Nice size squares or long oblong ready to be wrapped lovingly
around ones neck. Then stockings, many different sorts that I hadn't seen
back home. Oh my heart was pounding wildly with the trill of being in
amongst all these divinely beautiful girly things. To think, we still
hadn't been anywhere near the dress or blouse departments.


I said to Jonathan that I can see how Grant was able to get you your
pretties when you started dressing. This would even make the butchest of
boys turn into sissy girly. With that lovely grin on his face. He had the
cheek to say, "Yes that's right, I was planing on being a young Mr UK body
builder before that."

I had to remind him, the only decent size muscle he's got is hanging safely
between his legs. Waiting patently to be massaged later. "Well I did go
into the Gym a few times at college, when on cleaning duty." he insisted in
telling me.


We didn't have time to finish this little debate, when I got a nudge in the
side and told to look over there. As Jonathan indicated to my left. Oh yes,
I am really going to enjoy working here. Standing to our left talking
rather animatedly with his hands to a couple of girls. Who obviously worked
here also, was none other than Cory himself. What a darling he looked from
where we stood. Slim build with well cared for straight light brown
hair. Gelled and combed to the right front, sort of over his right eye if
you know what I mean. Would say about 5'8" tall. Immaculately dressed,
wearing navy trousers and matching waistcoat, a blue and white vertical
stripped shirt with plain white collar and cuffs, linked with what looked
like deep blue studs to match his tie. His tie was a patterned blue silk
held in place by a mother of pearl tie-tack. Guess in his possession in
cosmetics, I gather you would have to be well presented. Just in this short
observation of Cory, one could also tell he is obviously gay and may I say,
a little effeminate. Yes I know, who am I to talk about being
effeminate. But no, it was just good to see he seems to get on well with
the others. Hope it'll be the same for me in a couple of weeks. Jonathan
noticed how I could hardly stop looking Cory's way. When he said "Well
you've seen enough in here, so lets go now." No he wasn't getting jealous,
there's nothing to get jealous about. I love Jonathan and he knows it. But
all the same, knowing me I had to have him on by saying. "When we get home
can we ring Grant to see If I can start work come Monday?"

"Yes and I'll tell him to keep you out in the backroom doing all the
unpacking. Not to let you anywhere near the shop itself. When we get home
I'm ringing Alan. No I won't because I know you'll like that. So I'll get a
chastity belt for you to wear to work."

"OK. I said, you win. Where can we go, I just want to kiss you right now."
I told him.

"And a kiss is all you'll get." leading me off towards the rest-room area.


Satisfied with our visit to the shop, we then wandered down towards the
river for a coffee and sandwich before heading home again. As we sat eating
Jonathan looked me in the eye saying,

"You got all horny going through the store didn't you, with all that lovely
lingerie?"

"Yes I did, I felt like a kid being in a favourite toy shop. With its Mummy
watching over." I had to admit. Jonathan put his warm hand over mine, as he
said.

"This is making me so happy to have you to share all these lovely feeling
and thoughts with."

"It's the same with me, I know I could tell Alan anything. But it wasn't
the same, him not sharing my girly feelings. Just holding a soft petticoat
gently in my hands, up to my face excites me. But Alan couldn't understand
how or why." I could feel myself getting all emotional just thinking of
it. Jonathan also noticed it, as he then decided it is time to head
home. At least this outing has taken my mine of that phone call and what
faces me tomorrow.


On our way home, we again past this quaint little old stone church. Outside
a wedding party were having photos taken. OK we did make a few little
comments. Well what girl wouldn't seeing three cute young spunky men
looking so absolutely stunningly handsome standing right before your
eyes. In their morning suits, white shirts. The groom wearing a gold satin
cravat, matching handkerchief in the top pocket. The groomsmen wearing
maroon satin cravats and handkerchiefs, which matched the bridesmaids
dresses. A bride and bridesmaids also looking so beautiful in their elegant
bridle gowns. Holding their bouquets of flowers, which I noticed each to be
tied in a big satin bow the brides matched the cravats her handsome groom
wore. The bridesmaids bouquets were tied in more a magenta satin bow which
helped them stand out from their fabulous satin and chiffon gowns. Both
Jonathan and I wishing we were the bride, well even the maids. just to be
wearing those fabulous gowns. We also started discussing which of the men
we wanted. Fortunately we wouldn't have to share, as Jonathan wanted the
groom, were as I was more interested in the second best man. But neither of
us got our wish to come true.


So as not to look quite so obvious to our presence, we went inside. This
was one real old church even part cobblestone floor. How was a girl meant
to walk on them in her high heels. I was quite taken to see this place was
built in the 1300's. Well guess they didn't wear high heels back then or
even nylon stockings to get ladders in kneeling on a stone floor. Anyway I
have digressed, and no the Groom or his handsome men didn't come to seduce
us, as we gracefully headed slowly away towards home.


This I couldn't wait another minute for. Yes to again have Jennifer as my
Mummy. It was straight up into the bedroom to be stripped naked. Then made
lie on the bed cuddling one of the dolls and told to wait, but not to
touch. I knew what she meant by that stern order. But for any sissy like
myself lying cuddling a lovely doll, as well as being naked. Began coursing
big problems down below where I haven't been allowed to touch for almost 24
hours now. Even longer since I had any juice flow forth. Fighting the urge
the best I could, I decided to sit Debbie [that's one of the dolls names]
at my problem. Like use it as the back of a seat. That way it was hidden
from view, plus Debbie's pretty silk dress and petticoat had the desired
effect by keeping clitty stimulated till Mummy returned. Yes, the silk
skirt over the back, so as not to get crushed. Like when you sit on a chair
you won't sit on your skirt, will you. The silk of the petticoat in front,
clitty is now surrounded excitingly in such delicate fabrics. The way I was
positioned I could still happily play with Debbie. I do love playing with
dolls, cuddling them, talking to them like any girl would. Soon as I heard
Mummy returning I quickly pulled Debbie into my arms again, as if she'd
been there all the time. Plus to show, I hadn't attempted to enjoy my
clitty. At least I didn't stroke it, so I was a good girl like Mummy
wanted.


"Look what Mummy has for her baby Michelle," I heard as Jennifer re entered
the room. In one hand was my bottle full of milk, wrapped in a bib. Holding
firmly in the other, a new nappy for my little bottom. A big smile came
across my face. I was now really getting into being a baby, just the
thought of wearing nappies. Able to be acting so child like, with not a
care in the world. No one judging me, somehow I felt free and
comfortable. I helped Mummy by raising my legs high as she slid the nappy
under my bottom. The feel as baby powder got sprinkled wildly around my
soon to be enclosed genital area. Mummy took delight in spreading the
powder with her warm hands, stroking over my length and little cherry
basket. But making sure I didn't get to much stimulation from her
touching. Pulling the protective cover of the two tapes, once again putting
out of site, but not out of thought a throbbing sissy clit. "Now sweetheart
let Mummy help you sit up." The bib was now tied securely behind my
neck. Mummy then sat to my left, turning me sideways and back. So I
finished up leaning against her arm, over her lap. I knew what is about to
happen, as I cuddled my face into Mummy's breast. "No darling not from
there now. Look Mummy has a nice bottle for you."  I soon leant back
opening my little mouth, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the rubber teat to
suckle on. All the while Mummy talked soft baby talk to me, with little
kisses to my forehead.

Yes I know I'm really enjoying being here in Baby heaven.


Once my bottle was finished, I had plastics put on. Then just a little
makeup, followed by petticoat, pretty dress and one of Jennifer frilly
edged pinafores. Little white wooly socks and slippers, a lovely pretty
ribbon tied in a bow in my hair. Now dressed I sat in the bed holding
Debbie, watching, as Jennifer changed from a gorgeous boy into a beautiful
looking girl. Taking up the dolls and teddy we headed down stairs. For the
rest of the afternoon we just sat in the lounge talking about the time
ahead. We both knew this could only be a short term love affair. But we
both so much wanted to enjoy our togetherness, our love of dressing up,
being as feminine as possible with each other. I can't wait for the
weekends away being a baby with Jennifer and her Mummy and Daddy.


Taking Jennifer's hand in mine, I nervously asked. "Would you tell me why
you don't want to lose your virginity till you're 21." Hoping also that she
didn't think I was just wanting to get into her sissy pussy. Leaning in to
give me a we kiss before answering the question.

"Why do you want to do it with me? It's just over a month to wait. Then we
can do it. "

"No It's not like that, well yes I would love to be that intermit with
you. But not if you don't want to. I'm just curious, that's all. Maybe it's
because I lost mine when I was 16. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't a slut,
well not really. Alan will even tell you that, as I'd only taken it one
more time before I met Alan. Then he wouldn't let me give myself to any one
else." Yes I felt bad now for asking.

"Well it's not that I haven't wanted to at times. But when I plucked up the
courage to tell Mum and Dad that I was Gay. No I didn't say anything then
about wanting to wear these pretty things. My gayness was enough to start
with. It came as a shock especially to Dad. When I left college and after
confiding with Grandma. She suggested I better tell them about my cross
dressing before they just found out. You can just imagine how Dad reacted
to this also. Once he cooled down, he came straight out saying. "I suppose
you'd given your butt to half the kids at School also. Did you?" I told him
No! I haven't given it to any one. Then made to big mistake by saying, I'm
not going to either till I'm at least 21. Just wanting to sound like I had
control. With that remark Dad came out saying "I bet you can't wait, I'll
give you a thousand pound if you can." So that is why, I'm determent to
prove to Dad that I'm not a tart like he thought I was.

 And he knows I would never lie to him, just for the money. The whole house
felt cold after that, so I went and spent the night here with Grandma. Next
day she came home with me and had words with Mum and Dad." looking at me
Jennifer just said. "If she was alive you would really love her and I know
she would love you."

 I put Debbie and Teddy to the side, took hold of Jennifer. Pulling her
right into me kissing her telling how she is the most wonderful person
ever. Cuddling her more like she's the baby now. Well guess we both are
really, we stayed wrapped snugly in each others arms for awhile. Each just
savouring this tenter loving moment, our hearts beating in unison.


Another surprise awaited me as Mummy put my bib back around my
neck. Telling me to sit at the table like a good girl. As she went to bring
in our evening meal. For this baby was a bowl of mushed up vegetables, cut
up pieces of meat in gravy. Again Mummy spoon fed me, in between each
mouthful Mummy ate her own dinner. Even though it was all mushed up it was
very tasty and enjoyable to eat. Afterwards I helped clean up and do the
dishes. Right at that time I had no option but to stand with a guilty look
on my face. My balder could wait no longer, as I stood even more seemed to
gush out.

"What are you just standing like that for sweetheart." Mummy said, knowing
for well why, but wanting to hear me say it.

"I's doing wee wees Mummy in my nappy." trying to hold the dress out in
case it got wet, no it didn't those plastics sure do a good job in holding
everything in. Mummy now stood behind me, wrapping her arms around
me. Slowly caressing my front, working downwards, till her hands are
comfortably over my soaking wet nappy. Kneading them, asking how that
feels. I could honestly say, "It feels wonderful Mummy, clitty is trying to
stand also."

"Yes I can feel it getting hard under there. I think your clitty like being
wet with babies wees, doesn't it."

I just nodded my head, as I was also trying to squeeze on the wet nappy,
hearing the soft swishing sound it made.


Back in the bathroom I lay on the large towel that Mummy laid out for my
third nappy change of the day. Lying there all exposed got Mummy very
aroused also. Kneeling beside me, her hands fondled over my wet clit, all
around my wet smelly crouch. Looking me in the eye as she did so. With a
smile on my face, my eyes focussed straight into hers and hoping in
anticipation. Sure that look I was giving, must of softened mummy
heart. Knowing how her young male hormones were taking charge of her
head. Last nights resolve of not letting me have any relief till Sunday, I
could see is about to be dismissed. Encircling my throbbing member lightly
with a warm hand, then asked. "Would my little Michele like mummy to stroke
clitty for her?" Soon as her hand touched my clitty I was in rapturous, my
lower body slowly jerking feeling the pleasure of clit sliding up and down
ever so slightly between gentle fingers.


I could answer no other way but to say, "Ees peeesss Mummy." I just lay,
opened mouthed, opened eyes, giving myself totally. Watching as Mummy
proceeded the Oh, so short journey to orgasm. Stopping after a few stokes,
sliding my skin slowly down then back up to cover one steaming purple gland
head. Another time to get down, sliding those tasty lipstick coated lips
deep down one stiff pulsating clitty. Taking a deep breath, closing my
eyes, as I raised my hips trying to push further down Mummy's hot wet
wantoned mouth. Noticing the way Mummy also thrilled at licking over my
urine coated genitals. Made me realize how much the smell and taste of
urine was another thing that excited my Jennifer.


The warm, moist touch and heat of her breath, suddenly took its toll on my
whole electrically charged, sexually sensitive body. My fingers flicking,
tweaking, squeezing over two erect nipples. Down tensely grasping the towel
under me. My whole body seemed to vibrate before tensing up. I could feel
both legs stretch out raising my butt. As Mummy held me firmly in her
saliva fulled mouth. Her tongue gently flicking over my gland head, before
engulfing one still throbbing shaft once again. Long soft moans, became
stronger groans before jerking uncontrollable. Opening my mouth to just,
uuummmm!!!! uuummmm!!!!! Yeeeeeeessss!!!! JENNYYYY!!! firing volley after
volley of hot sissy sperm into Mummy's mouth. I could feel her swallowing
quickly, so as not to spill a drop. Inevitably some did dribble out the
corners of her mouth. Finding its way down her chin, finishing up around
the base of my clit. Before taking the instrument in hand to finish me off
like milking of a cow. Squeezing every last drop from my tube. Then to
watch as she licked my juice from her fingers, wiping misses from her
face. To also savour before leaning over giving her little baby girl a
loving kiss.


Lying there now completely spent, weak, totally exhausted, eyes closed,
still breathing deeply. As my mind, my body came slowly back to earth from
its beautiful trip to sissy Venus. Then to feel Mummy's hot tongue and
mouth working over my still sensitive genital area, up over my
stomach. Licking up every last morsel, sexually expelled from my still
pulsating body. Yes, sissy cream, along with the urine flavoured sweat,
that had ousted from every pore in my over heated body.


Kneeling back up between my legs again Mummy asked, "Did my baby enjoy
Mummy's milking of your clitty?" My eyes now open, smiling extremely
satisfied with what had been done. I told her, "Yes Mummy that was just so
beautiful, I was frightened I wouldn't even last as long as I did. Can
Michelle suck on your clit now Mummy?" Looking pleadingly to her.

"No not just yet wait till bedtime, is that alright?" giving me a sweet
smile, knowing this little baby did want a touch of what was standing
erect. But hidden under her panties, petticoat and dress. "Well give me
your hand and you can have a little play with it." Mummy offered.


Moving up over my body, her panty covered genitals sitting right at mouth
level. I didn't have to be asked to put my hands up under Mummy Jennifer's
dress and petticoat. Lifting my head the best I could to kiss over those
panties. The strong sexually musky aroma penetrating from within, the heat
radiating out. Leaving me no other option, but put out my tongue, to start
licking up the length. After a few licking strokes Jennifer's panties
became nice and moist. The taste ever so exciting to my palate. There was
nothing else I could do, but wrap my wide open mouth over the
culprit. Sucking feverishly at its head, causing Jennifer to become ever so
much more aroused. She realized I was now there for the long-haul. So
despite her keenness to wait till bedtime. I'm so pleased our young male
hormones are so alive, to control our brains, hence have the greatest say
in these matters. I watched with great delight, as her thumbs went under
the waist band of her panties. Pulling it out from her sensitive clit nob,
then slowly pushing downwards. Finally off they came, followed by the
removal of her dainty silk little petty. Looking to me with those seductive
eyes and sweet grin, bending over to give a lovely kiss, no not on my lips,
but my forehead. Saying "You win this time." I could only answer "Yes I
know my love."


Now lying over me in a more comfortable position. My mouth now able to
engulf Jennifer's clit, like a mother bird feeding its chicken. Only
difference, It was my body being fed the food of life via my lovers
throbbing instrument of wonderful pleasure. To start Jennifer let me do
most of the work. But soon it was her sliding in and out, faster and
faster, deeper and deeper she went. Her cherry sack was so tight to the
touch, it was so full of the goodness soon to be fed to the baby under
her. Listening to her breathing becoming more erratic, long deep moans. I
realized meal time was near, clitties swelling the temperature increased
quite noticeably. Holding my head firmly now with just one hand, holding
the bath with the other to keep balance. Pushing in deeper almost choking
me, "Suck me!! Yes!! Suck me!! Uurrrr Uuurrrr"

One final push in of her thick sperm filled shooter. Then straight down my
throat Jennifer shot, squirt after tasty squirt of sissy cream. I quickly
had to push her out a bit or I wouldn't get any of the delightful taste on
my taste buds. I needn't worry as she had a lot more to give. To savour the
last few droplets in my mouth, pulling Jennifer down to kiss her, to keep
kissing her. To share with her, what she had so willingly offered up and
fed to me.


Now spent and exhausted, her beautiful slim feminine body collapsed over
mine. Embracing my darling, with soft kisses I thanked her for what she had
just given up to me. We just lay peacefully, happily entwined together. Not
even thinking about where we are lying, yes still on one urine fulled
nappy. Nether cared, we are in love and loving the moment, that is all that
matters right now. We didn't even notice the smell coming from below us.


Waking in the morning after a peaceful nights sleep, listening to the
almost silent breathing of Jennifer. Raising myself a little to just look
at the beauty, a loving Princess, I'm so fortunate to be lying
beside. Looking so sweet and innocent, a slight smile on her face. Possibly
having a beautiful baby girl dream. I just lay back, not wanting to disturb
or interrupt the dream. It was then I consciously let my mind go to the
pressure building in my bladder. Lying still, willing the flow to being,
the thought process worked wonderfully. Without a second thought the dam
gate opened, the trickle quickly became a one fast flowing gash of hot used
water. The wet warmth of urine seeping around covering my crotch
area. Thankfully for the plastics none seeped out to wet my nighty or most
of all Jennifer's bedding. These nappies seem to be so good at holding
everything in. Putting my hand under the nighty, just to be that little bit
closer to the wetness I had made. Circling my hand all around, enjoying the
knowledge of what I'm learning to be. Yes one little nappy wearing sissy
baby girl, who will soon give herself to a Mummy and Daddy. To be treated
as a baby girl with my sweet little Jennifer.


As I made a slight turn to look at the beauty still sleeping beside me. The
movement I made woke her, in one pleasing move. There she was resting now
over my body, still partly asleep. A good morning kiss landed somewhere
between my eyes and bridge of my nose. Hey! Who cares it landed on me
anyway, so it must of been for me. Rolling her back, then to lie over her,
a kiss to her lips. Then pushing my tongue into her mouth just to get the
early morning taste. Before enthusiastically telling my Mummy what I'd just
done in my nappies. Hearing that seemed to help her waking process, as she
said. "Lie back so Mummy can have a good feel of what you did." lifting my
nighty away to give Mummy better access, watching then as her hand went
under the plastics to really feel it all. "Oh aren't you just the best
little girl." while still feeling all around. In turn causing early morning
problems for ones little clit. Mummy knew exactly what she was doing, by
keeping the hand under there squeezing around. "Oh dear look what's
happening, what a shame we don't have time to do anything about it. You
know what we have to do today don't you Michelle?" God, she sure knows how
to deflate a person in quick time.


Yes the cloak beside us displayed 9:15, Sunday morning I knew it was or
hopefully did we sleep though it, now it's Monday. No such luck.

"Come on, we better get you up and cleaned up." Mummy said as she rolled
out of bed. Taking my hand pulling me into a sitting position, before
pushing my feet out. I stood grabbed Mummy around the waist pulling her
close for a proper Good Morning kiss and cuddle. In doing so, something
poked at my front.

"Oh dear what was that." putting a hand down, squeezing on the offending
object.

"In the shower." was all she said. Goodie, Goodie we are going to have sex
in the shower. Well I hope that was the imprint of that remark. So like the
good little lamb that I am, quietly I followed Mummy to the bathroom.


Stripped of my second to last nappy, the shower was beckoning. How
wonderful it is to be together under this gentle spraying very warm
water. Soaping by hand each others upper body. Our lips meeting each time
we faced each other, or soft kisses to whatever part of the body is
closed. Hands cris crossing, soaping, caressing the other in a gentle
soothing manner. Soap in hand they slowly wandered downwards. Jennifer's
eyes on mind, smiling silently, knowing what I'm about to do. To finish
washing her lower body I had no other option, but to kneel. Almost hitting
my eye out, stood ridged Jennifer's rod of hot wet steel. Begging to me to
be taken into my, to be washed. To have my tongue cleaning under her sweet
foreskin, in a way no facecloth could do justice. I wanted to decline the
task, but the way it just stood twitching almost saying, ˇPlease, Please
wash me properly.' Well after that look, I would be so very mean to say No!
again.


Hearing a deep sigh coming from above I knew Jennifer was in total
agreement of my actions.

So to work my mouth went, my hands wandering all around. Gently squeezing
her cherries, under stroking along her entrance to one still virgin boy
pussy. But being carful not to upset Jennifer, by letting a finger enter
her still sacred virginal passage. Not wanting to interrupt my job at
hand. I tried giving hand signals to Jennifer, to cut the water supply. As
each time I retacked from her solid clit, I seemed to finish up with a
mouthful of unwanted water. The message was understood, to work my mouth
went at a feverish rate now. I was receiving all the telltale signs that an
eruption was imminent. Jennifer's hand grasped at my totally wet hair of
head pulling me closer. In turn pushing her now thicker, hotter, pulsating,
sissy-boy clit deeper at my throat. Loud screams of unadulterated pleasure
came bellowing forth. From she who was now pumping volleys of beautiful
tasty hot sissy juice straight down my contorting throat. Weak, exhausted,
and spent of all Jennifer had to offer. Her legs could do nothing but
buckle under her. Sliding down in the bath so we finished sitting face to
face. Putting my hands out inviting her into them. The offer was gracefully
excepted, as I now had my sweet loving Jennifer resting recovering against
my shoulder, her face buried at my neck.


Time was running by to fast for any further activities in the bathroom
between us. But I was promised some bedtime playing tonight. I asked Mummy
if I could at least have a quick wank now. "Just want to get rid of this
thing wobbling between my legs. Or it'll stay like this all day, I'm sure
your patents won't be amused. Properly won't let me live with you then." My
hand was wrapped around it already, sliding the skin back and forth off my
nob.

"OK then but make it quick." giving my nipple a squeeze as she jumped from
the bath.


As I stroked myself to a satisfying squirting of sissy cream. I couldn't
take my eyes away from the smelly urine filled nappy, sitting in the bowl
on the floor waiting to be disposed of. Thinking of how wonderful it has
been wrapped surely in then since Friday night. The exciting weekends of
baby pleasure that lie ahead. With the telltale splashes in the bath all
cleaned up. Myself dried, nighty and dressing gown back on, I went to the
kitchen to fine sitting on the table one bib next to a bowl of lovely Farex
breakfast cereal. Yes this is what I like, to be sat down bib tied behind
my neck. Now to be spoon fed by a loving Mummy Jennifer. While watching as
she had bacon, eggs and tomatoes on toast. Yes, but I still liked my
cereal, then I was given tea and toast to finish on.


Time had arrived at last to get dressed, for the big visit to meet
Jonathan's patents. Yes, we both dressed quite conservatively for the
visit. Well on our outer clothes anyway, like shirt and tie, instead of
silk scarfs like we wore yesterday. Even to normal male body cologne
instead of sweet smelling perfume.


Jonathan noticed how quiet I had become, as I contemplated this inevitably
visit to his patents. What if they don't like me, is this going to be the
end of Jonathan and me living together. For some reason I went for a walk
through the flat looking in all the rooms. Just looking for no real
reason. When Jonathan called me back to the bedroom.

"What are you doing mobbing around like that?" he asked.

"I don't know, I'm just bloody frighten about meeting your folks, that's
all. I love you so much Jonathan, I want to be with you. Please tell them I
can be trusted, won't you?" as I wrapped my arms around her waist and
kissing those soft lips.

"You stupid Bitch!! Get any idea of not being liked out of your head." as
he just grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me. "They are not going to
judge you, they just want to meet you."

"But you said the other day about ..........." Jonathan wouldn't let me
finish. When he said, "You are in no way like the other two guys that used
me. I wasn't on with either, they lived here just because I was lonely and
wanted company. After just coming from home. But as it turned out, the
wrong sort."

I just wrapped my arms around my darling giving him a lovely big hug and
little kisses where ever they landed. "God, I can feel my own heart
beating." I said as it pounded away.

"Well so you should, or else you're be dead." said he with great knowledge
on the matter. "While it's still beating, let's get going. Seen as it's a
nice day we'll walk, hopefully that will clear your head of any strange
thoughts you'd had."


I never thought I'd miss hills as much as I do. Everywhere is so flat,
where as at home we'd be walking up and down hills. An another thing I
asked Jonathan, why aren't there any timber houses. They all seem to be
brick, I don't think I've seen one in timber yet. That he couldn't answer,
Oh well. Guess if anyone asked me at home why we had mainly timber houses I
wouldn't know either. The further we walked the posher the house seemed to
become. The cars in the driveways also of a more expensive type. It was
after asking of that, I found out what Jonathans father did. I just stopped
in my tracks, looking at him.

"Oh my God! A lawyer!" I asked, thinking I miss heard.

"Yes that's right, a Lawyer." he said as if it's nothing.

"I've never seen one of then before." I said, properly sounding rather
dumb. "Like he goes to the Old Baily and wears one of them wigs?"

"Michael, you are such a girl. Yes he has a wig, But no! you can't have a
lone of it. It's not your colouring or style." he said while patting his
own hair gently. "You'll have ask him about going to court, that'll give
you something else, other than Rugby to talk about." he said stepping
quickly away from me, knowing what I'd say about that. "He does Commercial
Law, nothing juicy like murders. Or taking New Zealand boys to court, who
come up here seducing innocent English boys. So you'll be safe." he said
still laughing at my reaction to it all. I didn't say anything, but
thought. No wonder Jonathan can have those two flats his Grandmother left,
plus how his father could bet a thousand pounds. Like he did with
Jonathan. Hope he doesn't ask what my dad does. Can't think of a fancy name
for a carpenter, other than ˇA Chippie' then he might think he is in a Fish
and Chip shop or something, if I say that. Oh well, I'm proud of my dad
 and what he does. At least he makes houses for people to live in.


It was almost noon as we arrived at his patents house, after walking for
twenty minutes. But it was a very pleasant walk. Nosing in on all these
beautiful large homes, well manicured lawns. Most of the gardens looking
dormant, waiting the arrival of Spring. To burst into magnificent array of
sweet smelling flowers, with a great variety of colour. Just before walking
up the drive Jonathan asked how I was feeling now and not to be
nervous. Neither will bite your head off, those days are long gone. Trying
to brighten me up. Well I was feeling a great deal better now than before
leaving home.


Jonathan opened the front door calling out "Mum, Dad we've arrived." as we
continued walking on in after closing the door behind us. OK with me
following a few paces behind like a scared pussy cat, not noticing anything
around me. Suddenly from nowhere his mother appeared. Wrapping her arms
lovingly around Jonathan, with a caring motherly kiss to follow. Jonathan
embraced his mother in the same manner, It was so nice to see. While still
embracing his mother, Jonathan said. "Mum I want you to meet my best friend
and yes, Lover." I felt my face changing colour from a pale face pink to a
deeper shade of red. I never thought he'd call me that, so soon on meeting
his mum. Their embrace was broken, this is Michael that I've told you
about, Michael this is my mother. As we said our hellos and shook hands,
both looking and just smiling at each-other. Standing beside us now was
Jonathan's dad. Again it was good to see how they just naturally embraced
each-other. Then Jonathan introduced me to his dad, as he did with his
mother. We shook hands saying how we were pleased to meet etc. Again it was
good to get a nice firm handshake from his dad. I always remember my dad
saying, you can always tell a sincere man by the firmness of his
handshake. Over my 21 years I believe it to, OK just a little trivia.


With the introductions over we moved into the lounge. By now my mouth was
opening again. As I couldn't help myself from looking around at the
magnificence of everything around me. I thought the house where I went to
Chris's party was something. Well this place would leave it for dead. My
eyes were brought back to Mr Saunders level when he asked, "what would you
like to drink Michael."

"I'll have whatever you're all having ˇTea, Coffee' doesn't matter." Oh
what a fool I was.

"No I mean Whisky, Gin, Wine or a Beer." Mr Saunders said smiling at me.

"Oh, um I don't know, what are you having Jonathan?" I asked, Mr Saunders
got the wrong impression. As he said "You can have what you like. Don't
have to ask Jonathan."

"I'm sorry Sir, it's just that I don't really drink. Can I have a Wine then
please?" so much for getting off on the wrong foot. They must be wondering
what is it with this guy. I sat quietly not knowing where to look till
Jonathan gave me my drink and sat beside me. Mrs Saunders then broke the
ice, asking about home what I did and all that stuff. At last I began
opening up feeling a great deal better.


"OK. Jonathan you can come and help me bring the meal in." Mrs Saunders
suggested. Oh, now that was leaving me alone with Mr Saunders. Here comes
Rugby or is it going to be about living with Jonathan. I just seemed to
finish my drink in one final gulp, making me cough and splutter.

"I can see you're no drinker Michael, Wines should be drunk slowly and
savoured." he advised with a smile from ear to ear. With that he poured me
another, saying. "That should last you right through meal."

"Yes Thank you Sir." God I was nervous, but don't know why as he seemed a
nice chap.

"Now Michael, Don't call me Sir, my name is Howard and the wife is
Margaret."

I didn't know what to say, as I would never be allowed to call Alan's mum
and dad my their first names. And Alan alway call my patents by their
tittle or Mum or Dad. Seemed to be the way we were brought up, I
guess. Anyway I decided best to go along with it for now. As I've made a
big enough fool of myself already in only half an hour or so.


Without any warning Mr Saunders came straight out saying. "We know you and
Jonathan are both gay and in a love affair. So I hope you are both
practising safe sex, using condoms. I've seen enough cases where people
haven't used them."

I just looked at him with opened mouth in shock, at even being asked
that. After taking another ˇSip' of my Wine, I said. "We have condoms but
don't use them. As we don't do what you may be thinking of. Jonathan is a
virgin." It suddenly came to me what he was possibly getting at. "Anyway I
haven't done anything like that for a good six months. Before I left home,
I also had a test. So please don't think I'd do anything stupid. Also I
love Jonathan to much to even question his decision. As you know Sir, he's
the most wonderful person. I feel honoured to of met him, and so proud to
be with him. We think alike in so many ways." I never thought I had it in
me to talk back to grown up or should I say ˇan older person' the way I
just have. But he just made me wild by asking that or didn't he trust
Jonathan not to use rubbers. Now it was his turn to just look at me without
saying a word.


Thankfully Jonathan called us to the dining room. The smell coming from the
kitchen was something my tastebuds were looking forward to
savouring. Placed before me a meal of roast pork with cranberry sauce,
roast potatoes, believe it or not baked kumara [encase you don't know,
that's a NZ sweet potato, which I love] cauliflower in cheese sauce and
beans. Looking at it, I just had to say, Mrs Saunders this is wonderful I
haven't had a roast diner like this since Christmas day with the
family. Through the meal there was lots of small talk and laughter. Which
made me open up some, thankfully and yes I made my glass of Wine last the
distances. Even though the other had two, but I'm not complaining. I must
say the meal was cooked beautifully. After awhile we had desert, a lovely
hot chocolate steam pudding with chocolate sauce and yummy whipped cream. I
know this sounds stupid. But it really made me think of home, with my
family on a Sunday. Once I'd finished, I couldn't thank Jonathan's mum
enough for the wonderful meal. Then I helped Jonathan take the dishes out,
thinking we'll do the washing up. But no into a dishwasher they all
went. First time I'd used one of them, as dad always said we didn't need
one. The kids had to learn to do these things. Mind you my folks didn't
have much money anyway for these luxuries.


The rest of the afternoon went of great, I even got that cup of tea. Mr
Saunders also seemed to warm to me after our little
confrontation. Fortunately he never mentioned Rugby, so I was happy. Yes I
really liked him, but still didn't call either by their first names. It was
after 4pm when were leaving, to started our walk home again. At the front
door both Mr and Mrs saunders gave me a nice warm embrace. Even a kiss on
the cheek from Jonathan's mum saying, "We look forward to see a lot more of
you." Which made me happy, as I'm sure she meant it. In turn I thanked her
and also again, for the wonderful Dinner she had cooked.


Walking home I told Jonathan about his father asking me to call him and his
mother, by their first names. "But I'm not going to because I'm just the
same age as you, more or less. So I feel I shouldn't, also Alan addresses
my patents as mum and dad or Mr and Mrs in front of others. I do the same
to his patents. It seems more respectful somehow, and I wouldn't get away
with it at home." So I asked how he would feel if I called his patents ˇMum
and Dad' because if not, it'll just be Sir or Mama. Jonathan just took hold
of my arm, saying "I could kiss you here ˇn' now, you're so sweet."

"OK kiss me now, but I'm not so sweet. It's because they're your
patents. You don't call them my their first names. Do you?" as I turned
sideways awaiting my kiss. After looking around I received one on the
cheek. A better one at home, I was promised. One thing I never told him
about being questioned on using rubbers. Didn't want to upset him, well I
know it would of me. If it was the other way round.


After such a filling meal, neither felt like anything else to eat. So it
was a quick change from manhood back to womanhood for us. Yes even me, as
there were no more disposable nappies left to wear. So couldn't be the
baby. This weekend has certainly wet my appetite for the weekends ahead at
Mummy and Daddy's place. Hopefully odd times here also with Jennifer. We
spent the rest of the evening involved in sweet girly talk, with dolls and
teddy in hand to cuddle. As well as one another, so relaxing and so
lovingly enjoyable. Talking about Jennifer holiday next weekend, away with
Mummy and Daddy down at Eastbourne on the South Coast somewhere. [Wonder if
it's like the Eastbourne back home, that I look over the harbour to.] But
it won't be all baby time. No I couldn't imagine myself going out during
the day, wearing nappies or baby clothes for that matter. Seems like they
really have a fun time all the same.


Then it'll be the following weekend for my big move. To be with Jennifer
living a much greater amount of time wearing more freely makeup, dresses,
all these girly things. It's not that I have many clothes yet, but being
able to share Jennifer's. As well as buy some of the lovely lingerie
items. I happened to notice when walking around what is going to be, my new
place of employment. WOW!!!


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Chapter 6 soon as it's written. As I've had a major crash with my computer.
So lost ch 6 completely, so will have to start from the beginning
again. Matthew.