wittlesissybaby
Inside These Walls (Custom)
Published: November 22nd 2023, 6:00:04 pm
Andre felt so lucky to have found a dominant woman that was akin to his interests. They had only chatted online, but she knew exactly how to push his buttons. Sure, she was a professional Dominatrix, but he could swear it seemed like she understood him on a much deeper level.
He eventually felt comfortable enough to share his deepest darkest secrets: that he wanted to dress like a sissy baby girl, and go by his alter ego ‘Emilie’.
When summer finally came and he started his four week holiday, he (and mostly she) decided it was finally time for them to meet up.
Andre didn’t expect for her to live in such a large house. Hell, it wasn’t even a house, it was a mansion. Was all of this just from dominating people? Andre drove past the giant stone walls until he finally made it to the wrought iron gate. He buzzed in, her voice sounded silky smooth and seductive, but even through the static he could sense a hint of familiarity.
The gate clanged shut behind him. He made his way through the circular drive and pulled up to the ‘house’. He wasn’t sure if he should knock or ring the doorbell, but before he could decide the door swung open.
This was it. The moment he’d been waiting for, the moment he dreamed–
Wait a minute. This wasn’t how he imagined it at all. Instead of some towering, dominant figure, it was a woman about a head shorter than him, and wearing a face that looked just like his ex-girlfriend: Rebecca.
Damn it. It was Rebecca! And she was grinning gleefully from ear to ear.
“Hello Andre!” she smiled. “Or should I say…Emilie?”
Andre was frozen in fear, bewilderment, and…
“Awww! Is somewon happy to see me??”
Andre quickly covered the tent forming in his pants, but it was too late.
“Don’t fight it!” she said, snapping into that dominating tone she always had, but never fully used. “Go on. Take those icky boy clothes off!”
Andre looked around. “Right here?”
“Right here. Right now” she repeated.
Andre’s fingers were moving before he could even think. He wanted to at least hesitate, but his body had other plans.
Before he knew it, he was stark naked on the porch of her giant house.
Rebecca smiled triumphantly. “Good boy, now step into the house and become my little baby girl Emilie!”
It was like she was pulling him in with a tractor beam. His legs wobbled as he stepped across the threshold.
“Up the stairs, little one!” she cooed softly, “time to get you in a diaper where you belong!”
******
2 days later, Emilie was struggling in her crib in a very soiled diaper. She could already feel the rash setting in. This wasn’t at all like she imagined. Her jaw hurt from having the four inch penis pacifier in her mouth at all times when she wasn’t feeding. Her arms cramped from the straitjacket she’d been wearing for 48 hours without reprieve.
The cartoons playing on the screen above did nothing to calm her. In fact, that mixed with the hypnotic music made her head spin. Or was that from something in the bottle she had earlier? Regardless, she couldn’t help but notice there was also a camera on the ceiling as well, monitoring her every movement.
“Hello wittle Emilie!” Rebecca cooed. Emilie didn’t even hear her enter. “Are we having fun being the sissy baby girl we always wanted to be?”
Emilie swung her pigtails back and forth in a “no”. Turns out the fantasy was far better than the reality.
“Awww! I knew you would! And guess what! Others are enjoying seeing you as well!” she giggled as Emilie’s eyes widened in fear. “That’s right! You’re being livestreamed on all major platforms, and are getting viewers from all around the world! I wonder if your family and friends are one of them…”
Emilie squealed something unintelligible into her gag, but it just made Rebecca laugh harder.
“Don’t worry, little one! You’ll be out eventually! It’s only about 4 more weeks until the end of your holiday. But who knows, if you keep being so damn squirmy and adorable, I might have to keep you even longer than that…”