Oh Sally,” she gushed as she worked. “You are going to be such a pretty little girl! I can’t wait to get you into your big poofy dress. And just wait until we get your hair set in matching piggie tails and little bows!” There we are dear. That will keep the hair out of your eyes! Oh you look so darling! Get up and jiggle a bit for me.” Grumbling, I scooted myself into the large car seat and allowed her to snap me in extra tight so I couldn’t move a muscle. He had been dressed in a satin teddy onesie in rose pink, with a little Peter Pan collar at his throat and neat little ruffles round the tops of his legs. His penis stood nakedly erect through its slot. Maybe it was erected by the baby dressing he was being subjected to, or perhaps it was being handled and bossed by nurses in crisp dresses with white rubber aprons. He tried again appealing to his wife's sense of pity... or even her love for him.

With a laugh that made me feel as though I wasn’t in to anything good mommy replied, “Oh honey, you’re a baby girl! That’s what the diaper is for.” That was kind of embarrassing. I didn’t even realize I had hair there. Next she began shaving my legs very slowly. I became a bit scared when I saw how feminine my legs looked hairless but tried my best to think about the big payoff. A close variation to both the poufbunny annd the adult baby is the sissy who enjoys little girl dresses. Take him all the way, nurse," urged Arlene beside her elbow. "We want to see him surrendering to his treatment, right now please."I don’t want to get into the details but mommy at least let me take off my chastity and keep it off for the rest of the day until bed time. The male patient is going to have his mind refocused," the nurse said, her blond hair swirling across her shoulders as she turned from one listener to another. "The nurses are fitting him with his bottle fixture from which he will drink a subtle blend of babifying juices and feminine hormones, so that his nature will be modifying with every experience he meets during his treatment. Now his ear phones are being fitted, to add to his disorientation." It was a bright pink color with huge poofy sleeves. The petticoats had it jutting out so that my diaper was only just visible. It felt….amazing. He's being persuaded to accept what will happen to him over the next hour," said Nurse Cotton. "When his resistance is sufficiently reduced, we'll progress to his main masturbation sequence for full dress persuasion."

Aww you went in the Barbie Dream House didn’t you?” Baby Kimmy tried to speak “Aba goo goo” but all she could say was baby talk. “It was set up to turn Princess Samantha’s spouse into a baby whose name is also Ken. There isn’t a way to undo the spell, but not to worry. We have a wonderful nursery that can fit the both of you. The dollhouse will be in the nursery as well, so the both of you can see Mommy Barbie anytime you want...this is why its so hard for us to find good movers these days.” The end. As mommy finished up paying for my new stroller she kindly asked the cashier if we could use their bathroom. In a minute, Arlene. We like to wait until the patient accepts his treatment, so we wait for the signs. Shall we show your husband this little petticoat next?" Oh heavens dear I almost forgot your makeup! You look so girlish even with nothing on! Come sit down.” Mommy put down a changing pad (Guess what color?!) and told me to lay down. As I laid I could see my pigtails fan out around my head and my dress get all pushed up and look even poofier.

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That sentence just about drove me wild. After my hair was all set up in the curlers, Sissy waxed my eyebrows into teeny tiny arches. It hurt so bad I started to whimper. The little girl thing was already having an affect on my personality if I was sitting there whimpering rather than screaming obscenities. Oh Sally you’re such an excitable little girl!” mommy said. “How about we freshen you up a little while were in here dearie?” So with my new hair bouncing at every step I took I stood up and pranced around holding my skirts for my mommy. I couldn’t help it. That high pitched giggle escaped my lips again as I lost myself in playing.

Feeling very stupid now, but also wanting to please “mommy” I said in a near impossible pitch of falsetto, “Yes mommy I really want to be transformed into your pretty little girly girl.” My head felt much heavier. And yet it became heavier still as she started expertly knotting my new hair around little curlers. Hundreds of them it seemed. Oh heavens no Sally. How could you ever be a real girl with a wig? You’re getting extensions and a perm angel. Nothing but the best for my baby doll.”

Wha- bu-,” I sputtered. “I thought I was being turned into a girl. I don’t want diapers or a chastity!” Excellent Sally, excellent! Now sissy is going to take you into the tub and shave you bare and then the really fun part begins! See you in a little while sweetie!” Why you look like a little ballerina darling! But no little girl is complete without her corset. I’ll have to do this for you sweetie.”