Chapter 11
Andrea rode in silence all the way home. She did not attempt a conversation with her tiny charge, nor did he in return. Once they had arrived home, she simply lifted the carrier out of the back seat and brought it into the house. She set it in the middle of the living room and went into the bedroom to get ready for bed.
Jim just lay in the carrier, still strapped in, unable to get out if he had wanted to. He was totally under his wife?s control and he knew it.
When she wanted him out, she would come get him.
Andrea, on the other hand, wanted him to ask to get out. And she was willing to wait for a while, but she did not have all night. Once she was had done all her evening preparations, she came into the living room and began to get Jim out of his bonds.
She said nothing and he said nothing. He simply allowed her to remove him from his bonds, be lifted out and carried to the bedroom. She laid him on the bed and looked at him. He did not look at her. Inside he was in turmoil and his way of dealing with total loss of control in his life, at this point, was to retract from the world.
Problem was, Andrea wanted him to be ?there? in a bad way.
She slowly removed his slacks, leaving the small white bootie socks on. She smiled as she looked at the Huggies he wore as she began to unbutton his shirt. Jim was still dry, which Andrea thought was cute.
Once she had him down to just the diaper and booties, she started to ?get his attention.? She slowly stripped naked and laid down next to him.
Jim tried to act un-interested but could keep his eyes off his woman. She slowly stroked her hand across his hairless chest, lovingly playing with each tiny nipple. It sent shivers down his spine and he noticed with slight despair that he never even began to get aroused. The treatment he had undergone had totally removed his sex drive.
He did, however, enjoy her touch and that fact was becoming evident to his wife. She smiled softy, leaned closer and casually licked his ear.
That was enough.
Jim rolled over and kissed her full on the mouth. She responded by holding him close to her breasts and hugging him tight. He was just long enough that his foot was able to reach her pussy. He pressed the booty-covered foot into the place he knew his Andrea?s clit was hiding.
Andrea moaned and grabbed the foot. With a giggle she removed his booty and then pressed his tiny foot back into her slit. He caught the hint and began to gyrate the toes across and up and down against her clit.
Andrea moaned and kissed him more deeply. In this position he was able to play with her exposed breasts as well. He kept the foot action going and began to massage her right breast. All the frustration he had pent up in him, he released in exploring once again his wife?s huge body.
He leaned over and took her nipple into his mouth began to suckle. Andrea kissed his forehead and held him close. She was not only enjoying the experience of having control over her miniature husband, she found that this kind of play was very erotic.
Jim was finding his own place in the new order his life was in. This was really the first time since that morning that he had had control over anything.
And he liked it.
He kept a grip on the one breast and reached his other hand to her pubic mound. By stretching, he could reach both erogenous zones at the same time. That was JUST what Andy wanted. She held him there, urging him on to raise her feelings closer to the climax.
Finally she could not take it any more. She once again grabbed Jim?s arm and thrust it deep inside her soaking wet vagina. The moans were in unison as she felt his tiny hand once again grip and fondle her cervix and he felt the clamping of her hot and hungry cunt on his arm.
Each stroke in was with force, each stroke out was long and slow. Like two members of a log cutting competition, they drew his arm in and out with purpose. And the climax did come.
She arched her back and held him deep. He knew the timing was right and he had to be fast. He put his tiny mouth on her hard little clit and let his tongue rove over it just as the wetness gushed from her pussy. She strove to keep the rising tide at this point, and Jim for his part, worked toward the same end.
She climaxed once more before she sank exhausted on the bed. Jim knelt beside her and smiled at his satisfied wife.
Well, now can we take this silly diaper off me?? he asked.?
Andrea rolled her head to one side to look at him and countered, ?Is it wet??
Jim was shocked. ?No!?
?Then why take it off? Jim, honey. You know what Dr Berk said. We are going to have to show that the procedure reduced you mentally. You are going to have to learn to act the size you are.?
Jim looked worried, pondering that statement. ?Then when can I take it off??
Tell you what. I will make a deal with you. Tomorrow Maria will be back and she has agreed to help you be ready for the evaluation. Maria?s daughter and granddaughter will be here to help. I suppose that until then you are not officially in training. I will let you take it off if you do one thing for me.?
?Anything, honey. Please. To have to wear this is humiliating.?
?OK. Stand up on the bed, suck your thumb and wet in the diaper.?
Jim gaped. ?You can?t be serious.?
Andrea kept a poker face, all the time feeling the thrill of controlling him return. I She lifted him up and stood him facing her.
?I am totally serious. There is no reason to remove a perfectly good diaper and ruin it. When it comes off the tapes will ruin it and you can?t use them again. So, you have a diaper on, USE IT!?
The main reason Jim asked to be released from his bonds was because he did really need to use the restroom. He could see by the look on her face that he was not going to be allowed the 15 foot walk it was to the get there. He stood uncertainly as he decided what to do.
Andrea took his right hand, the one that had so recently caressed her inner parts and pressed the thumb into his mouth. Without a word and knowing he had no control once again over his life, Jim Miller emptied his bladder into the diaper.
Andrea watched with satisfaction as the front of the diaper of the diaper turned a slight shade of yellow and sagged more than before. Jim sucked sullenly on his thumb, tasting the mature juices of the woman he loved while she forced him to pee in a diaper like a baby.
She picked him up and cuddled him close. Humming softly, she carried him into the living room and laid him on his back. The thumb never left his mouth as she went about her motherly chore.
She carefully removed each tape and pulled the padding from between his legs. She again saw his reaction to cool breeze that rushed in after having the warmth of his own urine on his skin. She did not stop for a moment as she slipped 2 cloth diapers under his butt and set him back down on it.
He was about to say something when a look from Andrea told him he may as well not waste his breath. He lay in total resignation as the thick double diaper was brought up between his legs, the baby powder was poured onto his tiny limp penis and then the pins were secured. Nor did he make a peep as the plastic pants were put on, then he was sat up and fitted with undershirt and sleeper. Each foot and leg were inserted into their place, as well as his arms then the zipper slid to the top and the locking safety pin was set in its place.
He was trapped in his bonds and there was no way out. He rode the situation to the end. Andrea laid out a large blanket and placed him in the center. She rolled one flap over him and tucked it under, tightly. She then rolled the other corner over the other way and effectively had him in a cocoon. It was the age-old practice of swaddling. Maria had shown her how.
The top of the blanket came across just below Jim?s mouth and she slipped a pacifier into it under the blanket edge. It would not fall out during the night.
She picked up the tiny bundle and hugged him close. He was silently crying as she kissed his forehead, and then laid him in the playpen.
She shut out all the lights and closed the bedroom door.
Jim drifted into a very fitful sleep.
Andrea, after sending off an e-mail, was awake for hours ?enjoying? herself.
Next morning?..
It had been a fitful night for Jim. He had woken even before the sun started to come up with an overpowering need to relieve himself. The fact that he was bound in some sort of fabric took just a few moments to sink in. He had laid there knowing that there was no escaping whatever other torments his wife wanted to put him through, but he did put up a valiant effort to stay ?dry? just the same.
He lost.
With the mixed feelings of losing a battle that you know you can never win, he felt the flow once again leave his body and flood the fabric in which he was encased. The relief was such that he could feel nothing else, just the immense removal of the pressure that had woken him. He had closed his eyes, sucked quietly on the pacifier and drifted off to sleep.
He opened his eyes and looked up, only to see the faces of 3 women looking down at him. All three had huge grins on their faces. He had no idea how long they had been staring at him, but he certainly hated how the scrutiny felt.
?Good morning, little? um? little man,? said Andrea.
The two other women giggled.
One of the others was Maria, the other he did not recognize. He tried to speak, and realized he still had a pacifier in his mouth. He moved his head to get his chin over the blanket wrapped around him and spit it out.
?Very funny. Look, you had your fun. Please Andrea, I just want to be myself. Can?t I please just be a little me??
Andrea put a compassionate look on her face. ?Sorry, honey. You are in training. We are going to help you learn what you need to know so you can get the kind of progress report that Dr Berk wants. I want you to meet Grace. She is Maria?s daughter. And Tonya is Grace?s daughter.?
Jim looked at Andrea with an inquisitive look. Then a movement in the playpen caught his attention.
He was sharing the crib with a REAL BABY.
She was dressing in overalls and tiny sneakers. She sat against the slats on the other side of the playpen, a silly grin on her face wrapped around a pacifier. She held a stuffed rabbit under one arm.
?Meet Tonya, Jim. She will be spending the day here and you will do everything she does. Dr Berk wants you to be able to act appropriate to the size you are, remember??
Jim nodded, still trying to release himself from the blanket he was wrapped in. ?Yeah? I remember. Can I get out of this blanket now??
Maria reached down and pulled the end of the blanket loose. Jim could hear the familiar sound of Velcro coming loose. Jim stretched and sat up, still loking at his wife.
Andrea never took her eyes off him but said, ?¿se cerciora de él consigue estar como babied como sea posible, aceptable?
At first Jim thought she was saying something to him, but when he noticed the other nodding, he knew what was going on.
?Andrea, don?t leave me here with people I can?t even talk to!?
He stood up and leaned against the side, reaching his arms toward his wife. She had backed up and out of reach and was now watching him with a wicked little smile on her face. She was beginning to enjoy every time Jim did things that made her think he was a child. She once again addressed Jim?s ?enforcers?.
?Estaré en el trabajo. Usted puede llamar si usted tiene cualesquiera apuros. Recuerde cualquier cosa que ella consigue, él consigue.?
Jim saw them nod, then Andrea turned and headed out the door.
Before he even had a chance to say anything Maria picked him up while Grace picked up her daughter. Before he knew it, both he and Tonya were laid on the blanket and were about to get their diapers changed. Mother and daughter smiled at each other and nodded. Grace began to unsnap Tonya?s overalls and Maria unzipped Jim?s sleeper.
The race was on.
It looked like the younger mother had the edge with the snaps the only thing between her and getting the diaper changed.
In the end, experience won out. Jim?s legs and arms were removed from the sleeper so fast he could not even react. He lay like a rag doll and let her do whatever she wanted for fear that if he were to try to resist, he might get hurt. Tonya just lay there sucking on her pacifier and paying no attention.
The plastic pants were off and the pins removed before Grace even had all the snaps undone on her own daughter. Jim?s soaked diaper was swiftly removed and another double diaper was pinned in place. Plastic pants once again in place, Jim was stood up and his undershirt snapped between his legs.
Tiny jeans with elastic waist and snaps up the crotch were pulled out. Has spun around and forced to sit on Maria?s lap like the day before and the pants were pulled up over the diaper. A light purple shirt was pulled over his head and the snaps at the neck fastened. He was dressed.
Jim stood there shivering, wondering what the day had in store now that his wife had left him in the care of these women.
?And I have nobody I can even talk to,? he moaned.
?Actually, you do.? Grace had spoken for the first time.
Jim turned and stated to walk toward her. ?Oh thank God you can talk!?
Grace pushed him back with her hand.
?You crawl, baby! Ms. Andrea says you are going to need proper training and that is exactly what you will get. Now ON YOUR KNEES!? Grace watched him with a hint of fire in her eyes.
Jim swallowed hard, then slowly dropped to a crawling position. Grace smiled and held out her arms, beckoning him to come to her. Maria smiled and nodded as she watched.
Jim made his way across the expanse that separated him from Grace, knowing if he disobeyed her request he was going to be in even more trouble. Once he got close, she swept him up and cuddled him against her breasts.
?That was not so bad, was it? We are going to learn a LOT of new things today. Are you ready, baby??
Jim was not.
To be continued?.