Becoming a Sissy Baby Boy – Chapter Five
I woke up the next morning to my alarm going off. Well, several alarms, as I had several set in case I slept through any. I could feel my diapers embrace around my hips, and still groggy, I pushed my morning pretty into it’s waiting confines. Satisfied my bladder was empty, I went about my morning.
Straight to the coffee machine.
James was gone, and in his absence the place felt lonelier….bigger. But at least it was cleaner. Coffee was brewing, so I had my morning smoke (babies don’t smoke, I know, it’s a bad habit. I’m working on it, alright?!) while it did it’s job. I had to leave for work in an hour, so I took my time to wake up first. Drank a cup of coffee, changed my diaper, and put on my work clothes. Since I work in a hot environment, the plastic backing off my diapers tend to chafe the inside of my thighs, so a tykables onesie under my work clothes seems to fix that problem just fine. But with the pants as small as they are (small guy, small pants. 32×32) they make quite the diaper bulge!
With everything in order, I went to work.
I work as a live hanger for a poultry plant. Not exactly the right job for a baby boy, nor does it fit my MANLY attitude (pffttt…..) but it pays the bills. Also helps keep me in shape.
Work was work. A pain, an annoyance. Got scratched by the turkeys a little, bit no biggie. But all throughout the day I was constantly aware of the diaper, and made sure to use it as I should. It was one of those premium ones from ABuniverse, a Littlepawz one, so it held quite a lot by the time work was over. And my day and mind we’re filled with thoughts of James and the day we had had together….it seemed like a dream. I wanted to see him again as soon as I could. Not just for sexual aspect…..but I absolutely loved the way he was a daddy. It seemed like his thoughts were on caring for me first, and everything after that was just a bonus. Just the way I like it. If I had my way, I’d leave the sex out of my little space. I like to believe that littles don’t need sex, nor should seek it…..but as adults, we crave and lust after that attention and love. So oh well. Just another fantasy.
Driving home was fun, feeling my soggy diapy squishing under my bottom. I found myself rubbing it as I drove, lewd thoughts crossing my mind…..
I got home, and got ready for my shower. James said to have a daily enema….so I did as I was told, doing my best to clean myself out, getting rid of the poopy mess while using a few of my toys to help…..I guess the word would be plungering. Plunging?….the rest out. I dried off, rediapered myself, and got to work on some food. Nothing big….barely healthy….but filling. All the while I was still thinking about James…..and since I had just had some fun in the shower, my thoughts were turning to the more sensual side. My dick was fully awake in it’s plastic encasement, striving for attention, so after my food, and because of the rules set by James, I decided it was playtime. I pulled down my diaper, lubed my biggest toy, and pushed it inside myself. I worked it in and out, getting my ass comfortable with it’s intruder, before pulling my diaper back up to hold it in place. Now my ass was filled with a slippery toy, and every movement caused it to either slip out s little, or slip further in. I was full submissive mode now, moaning from the mixture of feelings I was receiving from this rubbery cock. But I didn’t stop there. I turned my thoughts to the most sexual kind I could, getting my dick as hard as I could, and I began to rub myself through the diaper….before long, I was caught between my front and my back, trying to keep the feelings balanced so I could cum as James had told me to. But with my training so crappy, it was a difficult task. But I managed. I found that pretending the cock was James’s, my horniness stayed stronger for longer, and I was moaning and calling out for him….
“Oh James…..oh god, push that cock inside of me…yes…..make love to your sissy baby boy…..ahh…..I wanna feel your cum shooting inside of me, leaking out of my sissy ass and into my diaper….yes….yes! Yes! Ahh!!”
And as requested, my cum was shot into my awaiting diaper from the thought of this man’s dick making love to me.
Once my sexual high had dimished, I removed the dildo and continued with my evening, washing the dishes like a good boy, and then settling down for bed. I hadn’t wet myself yet, and didn’t want to waste my diaper (them things cost money man!) so off to sleep I went.
And that’s how my week went. Except for Wednesday. I broke a rule there. I was exhausted from work, so after my meal I decided to do those dishes the next day instead. Which I did do! But because of the longer dish washing time, I knew I didn’t have enough time to train as I wanted….so I admit I didn’t cum with a toy like I was supposed to. But who cares, it was one day. Friday was good though. I did everything as I was supposed to, plus it was payday AND a shorter day! I spent that day doing my bills and making sure my apartment was cleaned up for Jamess visit tomorrow, that way I wouldn’t get spankings again. As much as I think I liked them, I didn’t like seeing him disappointed…..which I found curious. I seem to already consider him a daddy figure, despite only knowing him for s day…..well, less then a day really. No matter. That evening I had more fun with my toy, calling out for him again…this time calling him daddy. I was feeling more submissive then ever, excited as well, for what the next day would bring. But because of work, sleep still came easy…..
The End of Becoming a Sissy Baby Boy – Chapter Five.
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