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Baby Carol Part 1
This is an account of an experience I had with my girlfriend in Cleveland and how I was taken out in public dressed as a BABY GIRL!
It was the Mid-Summer of 1987 and I was in the middle or working on my Degree in Business Management. I was enrolled in a couple classes that I needed to have and were only being offered at this time. The course work was fairly light giving me more time to enjoy some of the simple pleasures in life. The Fall quarter would come soon enough and I would have my hands full then.
During this time, I had a girlfriend who I met at Lakewood Hospital. Her name was Sandy and she worked in the Dietary Department. I met her through a friend and we became good friends. Through our times together, I learned that she was somewhat "open minded" and knew that would be a plus if I was going to share certian aspects of myself with her which I eventually did.
Because I lived alone, I often "dressed up" as a little girl and often times a baby girl in diapers, plastic panties and baby clothes. that I had made for me by a dear friend in Texas. I often timew wore diapers under my clothes while at home and all the time on the weekends. They had their advantages while I was out running my errends and if I had to stand in line, it wasn't a problem. I love the feeling of wearing wet diapers and plastic panties under my clothes.
I knew that eventually, I would have Sandy over to my place and although I took care not to leave things out in the open in the public areas of my appartment. The bedroom was another matter. There were petticoats hanging from the celing and other "girl" things in plain view. Cosmetics and wigs for one and my "other" wardrobe in the closet. This included the baby clothes that I had at the time.
As we got to know each other, I decided that it would be best to share with her the fact that I was a Crossdresser. I knew Sandy would have questions and I was prepared to answer them. If she was receptive, and able to have an open mind about this kind of lifestyle. I would be able to share with her my love of little girl and baby girl pleasures.
To say Sandy was receptive was somehting of an understatement. She was very curious and had soemquestions as I knew she would. I exposed her to this gradually and she began to catch on and liked the photos I showed her. In these, I was dressed as a big girl. A couple weeks later, Sandy asked me to dress up for her so she could see what I looked like as a girl. We agreed that the next time Sandy came over, I would greet her dressed as a girl. She would get to meet Carol.
The following Saturday morning I got up early and went through my transfoamation process. Bubble bath shave and make up were followed with my nails. Once this was done, I dressed tastefully and put on my hairpiece. Grabbing my purse I looked in the full length mirror and applied lipstick to match my nail polish and had one final look. The whole process took just over two hours and I was as ready as I would ever be for Sandy.
I didn't have long to wait. Around 11:00 I heard Sandy buzz me letting me know of her arrivial. I was a little nurvous but things went off better than I expected. I had some practice walking in heels and managed to carry myself fairly well. Due mostly to my involvement with the support group I belonged to of other Crossdressers. I prepared a light lunch for the two of us and toasted the occasion with a glass of white wine. We talked and Sandy offered me some pointers which I was greatful for. Mostly gestures and mannerisims to halp make me more believeable. Sandy told me my make up was good and offered to give me some tips and told me that with some effort I could pass in public in certian situations. I felt good about that.
Now that Sandy had seen me dressed, it was tome to show her my wardrobe. She had asked about it before on an earlier visit and I decided to let her see all my girl stuff. Everything from the contents in my lingerie collection to the big girl clothes as well as my fettish outfits. My Black Satin French Maid's Uniform and my School Girl's Uniform.
Baby Carol Part 2
The last articles I showed her were the baby clothes, diapers and plastic panties and accessories. She was curious about these and wanted to know why I would want to wear something like this. Other questions too like did I wear diapers and plastic panties too and did I wet them? I answered these and others for her as well. yes, I wore diapers and plastic panties like any baby girl and yes, I wet them too. I told Sandy how I was raised as a baby girl by Mom for nearly five years and my enjoyment at being dressed like a baby girl too.
We spent lots of time together during the rest of the summer and often went shopping together for lingerie. Sandy enjoyed wearing sexy lingerie and she knew that I enjoyed it as well. Both on her when we were together and the enjoyment I got from wearing such pretty things.
September rolled around and I knew School would be starting in a couple of weeks. Sandy and I would see less of each other. Mostly on the weekends. Mostly because of my increased class load but our times together would be that much more enjoyable.
About this time, I began dropping hints that I would like to go out "dressed" for Halloween. Sandy wanted to know as what and I told her that I wanted to go as a Baby Girl. This caught her off guard a bit but she recovered and asked if I was serious. I told her that I was and that I wanted to do it right. I told her I had everything I needed and gave her some magazines devoted to Adult Babies as well as a few stories that I had in my collection to read. My hope was that she would gain a better understanding about this sort of thing and realize that it's not some sort of weirdo behavior, rather something enjoyed by quite a number of people. And that there are organizations and companies that cater to this kind of lifestyle.
As it turned out, this proved to be the right move. Sandy returned the material and told me that they were helpful in her understanding of the AB lifestyle. When I asked her again about going out as a baby girl for Halloween, she was all for it and agreed to get into it and be my Mommy/Mistress for the occasion. I was very happy about this and let her know just how happy I was. Sandy took me into the bedroom for some "play time". She was very affectionate and we enjoyed being with each other. I was looking forward to Halloween.
About a week before the party, Sandy told me that the Hospital staff was having a Holloween party. Each employee could bring a guest. Sandy asked me if I would like to go with her. "You will go as Mommy's little diaper girl," she told me and continued. " You will have no bathroom priviliages during the weekend of the party. You will use your diapers like any two year old baby girl would" I nodded my head in agreement and said, "yes Mommy, I understand." Sandy gave me a kiss and patted me on my frilly baby panties! I knew I was going to love every minute of this and wondered what sorts of things Sandy had in store for me. I suppose I would find out soon enough.
The day of the Halloween party had finally arrived. It seemed like it took forever but here it was and I was excited. Sissy Baby Carol was going to be taken out in public for the FIRST time. I nearly wet my frilly panties just thinking about it.
The day started off around 10:00 in the morning. Sandy gave me a bottle of orange juice followed by another. Then, it was tome for a perfumed bubble bath that Sandy had drawn for me. Because of the occasion, I applied Nair to my arms and legs and waited about fifteen minutes for it to do it's job. I loved bubble baths like this and took my time. When I got out, the only hair I had on my body was the hair on my head. I was baby smooth all over.
Sandy dusted me from all over with Diaperine baby powder. It has such a babyish scent and I loved the smell of it. Next, I was told to lay on the bed on a large pad. Sandy then put me in very thick disposable diapers with a few extra layers of padding.Sandy then unwrapped a tampon, dipped it in baby oil and put it into my bottom. Sandy told me that it would expand. It felt kind of strange and a little erotic in a way. I had to wear two pairs of plastic panties. The second, a pair of Nursery Pring plastic panties that crinkled loudly whenever I took a step. These came well over my diapers. I then put on a pair of white tights.
Baby Carol Part 3
Standing up, I could just barely bring my knees together. My buldging plastic panties left no doubt that I was very well diapered. I had the feeling I wasn't going to be changed for a very long time. Wnenever I moved around, you could hear the crinkle of my diapers and plastic panties. This made me feel very babyish
Sandy then produced a thing chain and ran it through four sewn in loops in the inside of my tights. She brought the two ends together in the back and she snapped a miniture padlock closed insuring I would not be able to remove my tights or diapers. Sandy smiled and held the key in front of me then putting it in her pocket telling me. "This is to insure that my little sissy will not be able to remove her diapers. I have made you dependant on your Mommy" she told me. I knew she was right and looked down at my diapers.
Next, Sandy had me put on a 32-A bra. It was a little snug, but provided the appearence of having very small breasts. Kind of like a training bra. At this point, Sandy helped me with my make-up. and set it with baby powder. While this happened, my nails were polished with a soft pink polish and allowed to dry. Only after they were dry did Sandy resume with getting me properly attired.
The next item Sandy handed me to put on was a very soft white petticoat. It was extreamly short once it was in place around my waist, it barely covered my hipe leaving my buldging diapers in full view. I could see that this was going to be very humiliating for me but I guess I knew that long before now. I was beginning to feel like the sissy baby girl I knew I was. I felt myself wet my diapers just a little bit and knew itwould only be a matter of time until I would wet again.
The baby dress laying on the bed was pure perfection. It was pink and white satin and was covered with loads of lace all over. I had it made for me about a year earlier from a lady in Texas. Her name was Auntie V. She had a business called VSC (Very Special Clothes). She was the person who made all my baby clothes until she stopped sewing a few years ago. The dress also had matching panties withf rothy white lace around the legs. There was also a lace collar and a pair of white satin mittens that completed the outfit.
Sandy fluffed the petticoats under the dress and arranged the the skirts of the high waisted dress covering the petticoats with a hint of ruffles showing. No matter what I did, I could not cover my diapers. Of course I knew this. Sandy had me put on the little mittens and tied the pink satin ribbions on each into pretty bows.
I was tnen helped into the pink satin panties and Sandy pulled them up over my puffy diapers. They had three rows of white lace with a pink bow in the middle and looked so sweet. I was helped into my black patent leather Mary Jane shoes and was told to stand up. Sandy had combed out my little girl wig. It was light brown and had bangs in the front. The wig was put on my head and combed it into place. Sandy then took two pink hair bows and placed them into each side of my hair. Finally, she applied pink lipstick and just a hint of blusher for the final touch. I was taken over the the full length mirrior to see what I looked lile.
I knew what I would look like having dressed like this many times before, but every time I saw myself dressed as I was, it always felt the same. The image looking back at me in the mirrior was that of a sweet little sissy. A two year old baby girl in every way. My thick buldging diapers were very odvious. I felt utterly babyish and infantile as I looked at myself in the mirror.
It was now early afternoon and Sandy suggested that we take some photos to remember the occasion and then have some lunch. I got my camera and Sandy took about half a dozen photos of me and promised to show them to her when I had the film developed.
Lunch was a light affair of sandwiches and potato chips. I had to drink two bottles of chocolate milk with my lunch. "Milk is very good for baby girls and I know you like chocolate, don't you?" "Yes Mommy, I like chocolate milk very much." "I know you do" she said and smiled as I drank the second bottle down.
Baby Carol Part 4
Once lunch was over, Sandy went about getting herself ready for the party. She was going as a Nurse and had borrowed a uniform from a good friend of hers. She looked lovely in the uniform that came down to just above her knees. Instead of pantyhose, Sandy wore a garterbelt and white stockings. They looked darling and with the white cap on her hair, looked very lovely. It would be time to go soon.
The appointed time for departure had arrived and so as not to be seen by the other tennents in the appartment building, Sandy and I walked down the stairs to the ground floor and out the side door and walked to her car. It was mid afternoon, around four and although nobody was outslde, I felt like everyone was tatching me as we walked the short distance to the car.
pThe drive to the party was uneventful. Except for the time we stopped at a red light and another car pulled up beside us. and the lady driving looked over at me waved at me and smiled. I wonder what she was thinking. As we drove, I felt myself begin to wet again.
Sandy pulled into the 'employees' parking lot at the hospital and got out of the car. I hesitated a little before getting out. "Don't worry" Sandy told me, "you look like an overgrown two year old baby girl. Besides, nobody knows you." I thought to myself that she was probably right and I felt a little better. As we went into the hospital, Sandy cautioned me not to say anything and that she would speak for both of us.
Walking past the security desk, the guard asked, "Hi Sandy,going to the halloween party?" "Yes" she said. "Who is that with you?" "Oh" Sandy said, "This is my friend Carol."
"Hi there Carol" the guard said. I smiled and we continued down the hallway towards the Employee's cafateria. It was all decorated for the party and lots of people were already standing around talking. Some of them in costume but most were dressed in hospital garb or their street clothes.
Hanging up my coat put my costume on full view for everyone there to notice, and notice they did. I was really embarrassed to be standing thre in such infantile dress, but then this WAS a Halloween party. One of Sandy's friends saw her and came over to say hi and commented on my outfit. "How adorable" and "what a darling costume. Sandy introduced her to me as Barbara, her best friend.
Sandy walked over th the refreshment table and filled my bottle with 7-UP and told me to "be a good girl and drink it." As it turned out, I ended up drinking several bottles of 7-UP that afternoon and evening. Of course this meant that I would eventually be wetting my diapers and hoped they would do their job.
I got lots of looks from the others at the party and Sandy introduced me to some of her co-workers and other friends she had at the hospital. The girls adored my outfit and asked me lots of questions and patted me on my thickly diapered and plastic pantied bottom. This was embarrassing and I'm sure I turned red from the attention.
Around six o'clock, A small buffet was set up against one wall with various hot foods. While standing in line, Sandy made a production of lifting up my dress and petticoats and fussing with them. I heard someone mention how sweet I looked and "was I wet" and "does baby need her diapers changed?J" I was wet to be sure but would be a lot wetter before the evening was over.
Sandy and I sat down with some of her friends and we talked. "Yes I was her boyfriend" Sandy told one of them and the thought of a goy dressing up as a baby girl sounded quite facinating to them. I didn't let on that I did this sort of thing often but that it was something special just for the halloween party. I was hungry then and the food was quite tasty for hospital food. It was embarrassing to have to drink from a baby bottle, but I didn't mind all that much.
Baby Carol Part 5
I asked Sandy if there was going to be a costume contest. I was really looking foreard to entering. I felt sure I would have a good chance to win wearing such prissy baby girl attire. Sandy told me that there wasn't going to be a contest and I was a little dissapointed. "You just want to let everyone know what a little sissy you are" Sandy told me and I turned red again.
Shortly after that exchange, I felt a sharp cramp and the realization that I would eventually have to use the bathroom set in and I managed to get Sandy off to the side and told her so. "Oh, don't worry" she said. I won't make you mess your diapers in front of all these people. Besides, we will be leaving soon" she told me. I felt a little better but knew I would not be allowed to use the bathroom. The locked chain around my waist reminded me of that. Once again, I could feel myself needing to wet and I just let it happen.
Another bottle of 7-UP and Sandy told me that we would going soon. I felt relieved. Another cramp and I had to concentrate on controlling myself I just couldn't mess my diapers in such a public place wearing my infantile attire in front of all these people. I glanced over at Sandy letting her know that it was getting harder to control myself. She caught my expression and thought it was about time to leave.
Sandy said good-bye to her friends and "see you Monday." and "It looks like 'she' is getting anxious, wonder why?" Barbara looked at me again and told me how darling I was and patted me on the bottom again. I flinched and once again had to make a consious effort to maintain control. For at least a little while longer. My efforts wern't entirely successful. A little managed to escape into my diapers. This eased the pressure just a little but I was able to maintain control of myself. We said good-bye and Barbara told Sandy that she wanted to see me dressed up like this again and Sandy told her that this might be a possibility in the future. Sandy took my hand and we walked to the car to go back to my place.
On the way home, I told Sandy that I had messed myself just a little but knew that it would only be a matter of time before I would be really messing my diapers. She smiled knowing that the time would soon come. What I didn't know was that Sandy had added a good amount of bulk laxative to the bottles of orange juice I had this morning. She also added chocolated X-Lax to the bottles of chocolate milk I had with my lunch. When I questioned her about lacing my bottles with laxatives, she admitted that she did and smiled. "I told you that you would be using your diapers for all your needs this weekend" she told me. I only hoped I could control myself until we got back into my appartment.
Pulling into the parking place I noticed there was a couple people standing in the lobby talking. I only hoped they would leave so we could go in without being seen. They were waiting on the elevator and watched them get in and the door closed. I unlocked the door and we walked down the hall to the stairwell and walked the seven flights to my appartment. I didn't want to be seen like this by anyone.
By this time, I was struggling to keep from messing my diapers. I dug in my pocket for the key and unlocked my door and went inside. I had no sooner got my coat off that I felt myself begin to loose control. Just a little at first, then I was helplessly filling my diapers full like the two year old baby girl I was. Sandy watched as one contraction after another caused me to mess my diapers in front of her. This was very humiliating but at the same time, I was enjoying it very much.
At last the contractions stopped and I felt myself wetting again. This only served to remind me that my diapers and panties were so very wet and messy. I turned to Sandy and pleaded with her to remove the lock and chain around my waist. She looked at me and smiled, gave me a kiss and told me that she would after she got into something more comfortable.
After Sandy returned, sue undid the lock and she helped me out of my outfit. I took a shower and got cleaned up. Returning to the bedroom, Sandy had fresh diapers and plastic panties waiting for me along with a pink babydoll minus the matching panties. After some play time together, I was re-diapered and put into my babydoll nightie and we spent some time together before going to bed.
That was Friday and as promised, we spent the whole weekend together with me as her little diaper girl. We played these dress-up games together many more times until she moved to Chicago to take a better job. I hope you found this story enjoyable.
Little Diaper Girl :-)
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