Jim woke up and looked down…and he was diapered. And there was a woman across from him wearin
Jim woke up and looked down…and he was diapered. And there was a woman across from him wearing a bra and a diaper. Wait, no, that’s a man. A man. A sissy. Oh god. It all came back then. Unable to find a dominant mommy to humiliate him and too scared to go to a daddy, he’d resorted to playing in a local hotel with another sissy. But….did things get weird? Had the sissy proven more dominant than Jim expected? He thought so. Oh yes. The sissy, diapered and feminized herself, had forced Jim into his Pampers and a bra of his own and put his hair into little pigtails. He’d then forced Jim onto his knees and made him suck some sissy cock. Jim protested that he didn’t want to do that but the poppers and alcohol and coke soon loosened all his inhibiitons. The other sissy also made Jim suck on his titties, pulling them out of the bra and forcing Jim’s mouth onto it while the sissy played with Jim’s clit through his diaper. He remembered the sissy taking pictures…and sending them to people. But to who? He remembered being put on a leash and the other sissy leading him around the hotel room and forcing him to lick her feet. Jim remembered finally passing out and the other sissy being diapered crotch to diapered crotch with him as sleep hit.And now he woke up to the sissy smiling at him, still crotch to crotch. “Hi, hon, sleep well?” Jim laid there, a penis pacifier lodged into his mouth, and all he could do was moan. “Now just listen before you try and say anything through your paci. Your wife has responded to those pics I sent her last night and, uh, your phone is blowing up.” Jim put his head back and cried. Oh god. The sissy enjoyed Jim’s torment and ground her diapered crotch into his again and Jim could tell the dominant pansy was cumming from exposing and cruelly outing Jim to his wife. “So why don’t we just spend the next few days here till you figure out how you’re going to go on with your life. Okay, baby? I’ll make you feel good.” Again the sissy rubbed Jim’s diapered crotch with her own. “You’re the lowest of the low now, sugar. Another sissy did this to you. Diapered and demoted you. Not a mommy. Not a daddy. Not a mistress. Not a master. A fucking sissy took you down and ruined you and exposed you as a diaper queer. Oh, sweetie, maybe I’ll make you my sissy fag, huh? Wanna serve a sissy mommy?”Jim moaned through the gag. Whether he wanted to or not…he had a feeling he was going to. -- source link