Date: Sun, 28 Dec 2003 16:51:01 -0800 (PST) From: Wendi Subject: Kissing Kousins - Part 1 - Playing House 'Kissing Kousins - Part 1 - Playing House' {Wendi} ( real 1st bg g^b bd spank ) [1!3] I'm trying to remember when it first became apparent to me that I liked to be one of the girls and preferred girlish things and clothes to the nasty and totally unfeminine boyish lifestyle. It was something that was so embarrassing at the time, that I had completely blocked it out of my mind. I thought that my first sexual experience was a homosexual one with my best friend, Bobby, when we were both in our early teens, but I now know that it happened several years prior. I believe it was when I was about eight years old. I had been in 'love' with my cousin, Julie, since I was six. Julie was two years older than I was. She had waist-length blond hair that was usually done in braids, was, oh, so pretty, and she always smelled like flowers. Whenever I would go to visit my cousins, it was she that I was drawn to and with whom I would always play. Julie and I liked to play 'house,' and she was always the 'mommy' and I was her 'baby.' She would cuddle, rock, and caress me on her lap, and kiss me on the lips and call me her sweet little baby. It was intoxicating. She liked me to pretend that I was bad, and she would then put me over her knee and spank me. When I pretended to whimper and cry, she would slid her hand inside my pants and undershorts and massage my bottom. Oh my, but that felt soooo good. Then Julie would turn me back over, put her hand under my shirt, and rub my naked chest and stomach while she hummed and softly crooned a lullaby in my ear. I was in heaven! We played this little game for the next year or two, whenever we would visit, and I could not wait until the next time that I could see her. One day she said we could go over to her cousin's house to play. She told her cousin, Lollie, about our game, and Lollie said that she'd like to play, too. Lollie was as old as I was and she was pretty, too, only she had short dark hair. Julie said that we'd have lots more fun there, because there was no one else home and we wouldn't be bothered. Besides, they would fix lunch for me, too. I couldn't lose. I'd get to play house with two pretty girls and have lunch on top of it. Julie and Lollie and I each lived a little over a half-mile from each other in sort of like a triangle. Julie came over to get me, and then she and I walked hand-in-hand over to Lollie's house. Julie said that she'd still be my 'mommy,' but that Lollie would now be my 'auntie,' and that they would take real good care of their 'little baby.' "Why not?" I thought. Lollie went to get us some chips and pop, and we sat down and chatted while we had our snacks. The chips made me thirsty so she got me another glass of pop. The girls decided that I should be wearing baby clothes, but I didn't like the sound of that! "Come on," said Julie. "It'll be so much fun! Do it for me. Pretty please. You can have some more pop." "I guess I could," I told her. How could I deny my 'love' this little thing? I finished off my drink. "We first have to give the baby a bath," said Lollie. "Hey, you guys ain't giving me any bath!" I said. "I'm not going to take my clothes off for a couple of girls and then have you wash me. My Mom's the only girl who's ever seen me without my clothes on. Not even my friends Bobby and Teddy have seen me with no clothes!" "Don't be such a fraidy cat, Eddie!" scolded Lollie. "Who's gonna know?" "I will. That's who!" "Don't be so silly! You'll like it," said Julie. "Here. I'll help you get your clothes off while Lollie gets the water ready." "I dunno 'bout this," I said, "but I'll do it just 'cause you're my favorite cousin and so long as nobody finds out." "Nobody's gonna know'" said Julie as she started to take off my shoes and socks. She next unbuttoned my shirt and took it and my T-shirt off while Lollie finished with the bubble bath. "You're kinda skinny, but that's okay," she said as Lollie watched and snickered. I turned red. "Our little baby's blushing!" Lollie laughed. The two cousins now unbuckled and unzipped my pants and let then drop to the floor. They then slid their fingers under the elastic waistband of my shorts and slid them down over my hips and bottom all the way down to my ankles. I was totally embarrassed! There I was, an eight-year-old boy standing completely naked in front of an eight and ten-year-old girl, even if they were cousins! "Look at his little weenie," giggled Julie, as she took my boyhood in her hand. "We'll make sure that it gets a real good washing!" This couldn't be happening; not to me, anyway! Each of the girls took one of my hands and led me into the billowy, perfumed bubble bath. The bath temperature was just right, and as I sat down in the tub, I felt my nervousness and tension just relax away. Julie poured some water over my head and lathered up my hair with a generous amount of Halo shampoo. Lollie, meanwhile, was at the other end of the tub washing my feet with a bar of Ivory soap. Her fingers really felt good between my toes. Julie got some shampoo in my eyes and it burned like hell. "Hey, watch what the heck you're doing!" I said. "Wanna blind me?" For this little protest, I received a stinging little slap across the cheek. "When we're playing house and you're the baby, you can only talk 'baby talk." said Julie. "You have to call me 'Mama' and you have to call 'Auntie' Lollie 'Lala' and things like that or else you'll get punished. No talking in whole sentences allowed!" I figured that I better do what she said. Julie was bigger than I was, there were two of them, and I was just a skinny little runt. I didn't want to have to explain how two girls had beaten me up. Julie finished washing and rinsing my hair and then she started on my arms and face, including working over my ears. Lollie was wholly engrossed in washing my legs. "We'll have to get you up now, so we can wash the rest of your baby body," said Julie. "Stand up, now." "No-no, Mama, pwease." I pleaded. "Don't be silly, sweetie," she said, "You want to be a clean little baby, don't you?" The girls yanked me to my feet and then took turns soaping up and washing my little penis and scrotum. This part felt sooo good and I found myself pushing my groin to meet the cousins' gentle manipulating. It was the first sexual feeling I ever had! "Look. He likes it!" squealed Lollie. "He's pushing his wee-wee into our hands. I think it's growing!" "No, no! Bad baby!" scolded Julie as she slapped me across my dick. "Mustn't do that!" "Ow, ow, ow, Mama, I sorry!" I cried out in pain and surprise. "Me try not to do no more." That placated them and they now busied themselves with getting my butt clean to their satisfaction. They made me bend over and I felt their fingers soaping the crack of my ass and then inserting them into my asshole. It sort of felt good, but how embarrassing for an eight-year-old boy to have his anus finger-fucked by his ten-year-old cousin and her eight-year-old girl cousin! "Have to make sure we're all clean all over, honey," admonished Lollie. My 'Mommy' and 'Auntie' now rinsed me off with a spray while the tub was draining, and then had me step out onto a towel on the floor. Julie blotted and patted me dry while Lollie had gone off to somewhere in the bedroom across the hall. Lollie came running back and announced that I had to be powdered and diapered. Hearing that, I pulled back, and for this little act of rebellion, I received a resounding slap across my naked little butt. "Little Eddie has to be given a good spanking so he learns not to disobey his 'Mama' and 'Auntie Lala,' said Julie. She pulled my naked self across her lap and both of my tormentors took turns paddling my cheeks crimson. It hurt so much that I actually began to cry! "Ow, ow, ow!" I cried, tears streaming down my face. "Eddie be good baby! No hit no more! Pwease, Mama an' Lala!" My pleas fell on deaf ears and the cousins continued with my spanking, obviously deriving some perverse pleasure from it. Maybe it was an early "girls rule" thing. They then apparently got their fill for then they started gently massaging and kissing my buttocks. Lollie had a powdered diaper folded and laid out on the bed and they had me lie on it on my stomach. "Click, flash!" Julie had taken a picture with her dad's brand-new Polaroid Land camera. It took about a minute or two for that totally embarrassing picture to completely develop. They now took a can of baby powder and proceeded to powder my bottom, rubbing the talc well into the crack of my ass. It felt good! Turning me over on my back, they spread my legs apart, so that my nakedness was now fully exposed to their gaze. "Click, flash!" Another one! The talcum was now shaken over my groin area and the girls made sure that I was well powdered as they massaged it in on my penis, scrotum and my entire abdomen. This was awesome. I had never before felt such pleasure! But, what was with the pictures? They now both cinched up the diaper around my loins and secured it with a gigantic safety pin. I was now made to don a pair of pink rubber pants. "Click, flash!" They told me that they didn't have any baby boy clothes, but they had this large pink lacy baby girl dress that they insist that I wear. I wasn't about to oppose them this time because I didn't want to get another one of their spankings. They topped off my outfit with a pair of darling pink booties and a pink baby bonnet. They cooed and oohed and aahed over me and said that I was the cutest baby that they had ever seen. They brought me in front of a mirror and what looked back at me wasn't an eight-year-old boy; it was a large baby. My God, I was transformed! "Click, Flash!" I was now informed that I had not learned to walk, yet, and that I was to crawl on my hands and knees whenever I wanted to get somewhere. I was allowed to stand as long as there was something there that I could pull myself up on. Julie stuck a pacifier that was tied to a pink satin ribbon in my mouth, and said that she and Lollie were going to fix lunch for me. "Click, Flash!" First, though, it was time for my bottle. My bottle?! Julie pulled me up on her lap as she sat by the kitchen table. She took the pacifier out of my mouth, removed my bonnet, and fastened a bib under my chin. She cradled me with one arm and took the bottle that Lollie handed her. "Open your widdle mouth and drinkee your milkee," coaxed Julie. "Little Eddie has to drink it all down or he won't get any lunch," she said as I parted my lips and she put the nipple inside my mouth. "Yuck!" I thought to myself. "Warm milk!" I sucked on the bottle regardless, and it didn't taste too awful bad at that. I just laid my head back against my older cousin's shoulder, closed my eyes, and sucked myself into a kind of a stupor. I just loved to be held so by my 'Mommy.' "Click, flash!" Now, Lollie had the damned camera. When I had finished, 'Mommy' took the bottle from me, wiped my mouth with the bib, held me to her breast, and patted me on the back. "Be a good little baby and burp for Mommy," said Julie. "We don't want to get a little tummy ache, do we?" I let out a decent belch and she seemed satisfied. Lollie and Julie now boosted me up into this old high chair that they dug up. It's a good thing that I was such a skinny little shit; my bony ass, which was upholstered with the diaper and rubber pants just fit into the seat. The tray was fastened around me, thus securing my arms snuggly in the chair, and lunch was brought out. "Click, flash!" But what a lunch! It was baby food! Strained and pureed and looking and smelling pretty gross! "You have to eat all of this, now, honey," said 'Auntie Lala.' "You want to grow up and be a big strong boy, don't you? Now, open wide and eat. This is all that you're gonna have for lunch." I wasn't even allowed to feed myself, much that I would've even wanted to put that crap under my nose. Lala scooped up some of that nasty stuff, held my nose so I couldn't breathe, and when I opened my mouth, gasping for air, she shoved a spoonful past my lips. "Click, flash!" It was horrible tasting shit; I think it was supposed to be spinach! "If you spit it out, you'll really get a spanking this time!" said Lala. Since I couldn't get my arms free or get away, and I didn't want another one of the devils' spankings, I swallowed it down. It's no wonder that babies cry when they're fed that junk. The rest was fed to me, alternating with some strange kind of pureed meat and mashed up carrots. The vanilla pudding for dessert was passable, even though that, too, was warm. They were really intent on shoveling all that soft food into me. For some reason that I couldn't fathom at the time, they were intent on making me drink glass after glass of apple and orange juice. I would soon find out the method of their madness. I was at last freed from my prison and allowed to crawl around on the floor, "Goo-goo, Mama, Lala," I was forced to utter, among other nonsensical embarrassing baby talk. I had hardly finished 'lunch' when my two captors decided it was time for a snack. They brought out this huge bowl of melted vanilla ice cream that they fed to me, followed by more glasses of juice, and then a couple of large baby bottles of water. I was stuffed full and felt like a bale of bloated oats. My bladder now sent me a message. I had to take a nasty piss and I couldn't hold it for too much longer, so I started crawling across the floor toward the bathroom. "Make wee-wee, make wee-wee!" I exclaimed as I scooted toward the john. "No, no, baby is too widdle to use the potty!" cried Julie, as both she and Lollie ran after me, dragged me back into the kitchen, stuck the pacifier back in my mouth, and knotted the attached ribbon behind my head. "That's what didies are for!" Now I knew what their angle was. They wanted me to wet my diaper; they wanted me to pee in my pants! I was getting frantic! I pleaded with them in baby talk lest they spank me again, but it was all in vain. They wouldn't let me up off the kitchen floor, and they jostled me and squeezed my stomach. "Click, flash!" Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore and my bladder let go. The hot urine poured out of my dick, totally inundating my diaper. I could feel the wet warmth of my piss surrounding me inside my diaper. I actually sloshed! "Yay!" cried the cousins, practically in unison, "Baby Eddie wet his diaper! Now we get to change him!" The crazy little broads were delighted. Walking me back to the bedroom, I could see that there was now a large white rubber pad draped across the bed. The girls boosted me up in the center of the bed and rubber pad, and hiked my baby dress up over my stomach and chest to just under my armpits. They laid me back on the bed and boosted up my buttocks until they were able to slip the elasticized rubber pants down over my hips and bottom, and down and off my legs. My diaper was completely saturated with my piss. They removed the wet diaper and the air felt cool against the urine-soaked skin of my pubic and pelvic areas. While Lollie washed and wiped my scrotum and now erect little stiffie with a soapy wash cloth, "Click, flash!" Julie snapped another picture. "Why camera, Mama?" I asked in the best baby talk that I could muster. "Why pictures? Why, Mama?" "That's so you'll play house and baby with us any time we want, and do anything we say, forever," answered Julie. "If you don't, we'll show the pictures to everybody, and they'll see what a big sissy baby you turned into." Trapped! Not only was I the plaything of my first love, my cousin, Julie, and my second cousin, Lollie, I was now also their slave, at their beck and call for whatever their whim. Julie grabbed another wash cloth and helped her cousin finished cleaning me up. Lollie readied another powdered diaper, which I had to again lie on while they powdered my butt and genitals. Up came a fresh pair of rubber pants, and I was as good as new (?). I had longer hair than most boys did and it was blond, so Lollie had an idea. She took some pink ribbon and made me little pigtails and a little curly-cue at the top of my head. "Click, flash!" It was Julie and her fucking camera again! Frick and Frack now had a real brainstorm! They put the bonnet back on my head, put the pacifier back in my mouth, dragged out a big old baby buggy, and had me get in it. They found this lacy little pillow and a fuzzy pink baby blanket, tucked me all in, and told me they were going to wheel me around the block so I could get some fresh air. "No, no, Mama an' Lala. Pwease no," I begged. "No take me outside. People see." "Remember the pictures," warned Lollie. "We'll tell anyone who asks, that you're our baby cousin, Wendi. And don't forget to baby talk and drool!" Oh no, now they've even given me a girl's name, and I can't refuse them. Julie and Lollie manhandled the buggy with me in it down the front steps and onto the sidewalk. I had hoped that we'd be through with our walk before anyone spotted us, but it was not to be. We were out no more than a couple of minutes when I spotted nosy Mrs. Pearson coming toward us down the block. She knew both girls and me, and I was terrified that I'd be recognized. Naturally, she had to peer into the buggy to take a look at me. "Who's the delightful baby?" she asked. "It's our cousin, Wendi," said Julie. "Lollie and I are babysitting. She's very big for her age, but isn't she pretty?" Mrs. Pearson bent in to get a good look. "She sort of looks like your cousin, Eddie, Julie. Seems to be quite a family resemblance there," she said as she ambled off. Thank God that that woman was so extremely nearsighted. "I can't believe you pulled it off," said Lollie. Wasn't that wild? She didn't even recognize Eddie!" "Wild, crap," I said. "Good thing the old bat's blind. I didn't even have to drool or talk baby talk." "Who told you that you could stop talking baby talk?" said Julie. "Remember, you have to do whatever we say, forever, and remember the spanking. If you're not good, we'll take off your pants and diaper, and spank your naked bottom right here on the street in front of everyone and they'll see your little dick hanging down between the legs of the little sissy baby!" I stopped talking and sassing the girls for the rest of the walk around the block. Luckily, no one else wanted to look at the baby and we made it back into the house without incident. Once inside, the girls let me get out of the buggy, but I still had to crawl around on all fours and talk baby talk. While I was sitting on the kitchen floor, my bladder told me that I had to take another piss. All that pureed baby food and liquids that those two had forced me to ingest were wanting out again. I got up and turned toward the bathroom, but Julie and Lollie saw me, ran and grabbed each of my arms, and pulled me back into the kitchen. "Now, just where do you think you're going, Eddie?" asked Julie. "Please, Julie, let me go to the bathroom before I pee in my diaper again," I pleaded. "What did we tell you about only talking baby talk?" chimed in Lollie, "and besides, why do you think we put a diaper on you? You're our little baby and you have to do it in your diaper!" "Oh, no, pwease, Mama, pwease, Lala, let baby go to potty," I whined and begged. "Baby Eddie is going to stay on the kitchen floor until he wets his didy," said Julie, and with that she sat me down and tied my arms behind my back with satin ribbon. Lollie, meanwhile, wrestled my legs into a crossed position and securely bound them with another ribbon. There I sat, captured again, unable to get up from the floor, and trying to keep my innards from exploding. It was to no avail! All at once, my bladder let loose with another torrent of urine and I pissed all over myself for the second time. Try as I may, I just could not hold it in, and I felt my warm piss fill the front of my diaper, seep through the opening between my legs, and spread all around inside my rubber pants. I was, however, able to control my bowels and resist the urge to shit, though I really had to go. "Wow, terrific!" cried the little bitches. "We made Eddie make #1 in his diaper just like a little baby twice today! That's really swell, but he must be punished so he learns to hold it next time until we can put him on the potty." "What next?" I asked myself. Lollie untied my legs, and then she and Julie pulled me to my feet and ushered me out the front door and down the steps into the yard. I stumbled along, my soaked diaper squishing around me. They then sat me down on the lawn within clear view of the sidewalk and Lollie quickly rebound my legs. Julie, meanwhile, made a sign and hung it around my neck. It read, "My name is Eddie. I'm a sissy baby and I'm being punished for peeing in my diaper!" There I was, sitting and bound cross-legged on the ground with ribbons, dressed in a baby girl's dress and pink booties, with ribbons in my hair, and a pacifier fastened in my mouth. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, and I was quite a sight! "Click, flash!" There went another picture for posterity! Naturally, Lollie's neighbor boys and girls spotted me and ran over to tease me. They tormented me horribly, pulling my hair and poking me, all the while laughing and giggling at my expense. I was just so thankful that Lollie's house was far enough distant from mine so none of my friends or schoolmates would see me. One of the boys lifted up my dress and felt between my bound legs. "It's a sissy-boy, all right," he said. "He's got a dick, but he sure needs to be changed. He sloshes!" One of Lollie's girlfriends came up to have a look and also lifted my dress. "Eeeew, he does need changing, but he's so darling. Wherever did you find such a pretty sissy?" "He's my cousin, Eddie," said Julie, "but we call him 'Wendi' when he's our little baby when we play house. He's much better than dolls to play with." Julie and Lollie left me sit there in my wet diaper for a good hour while all the neighbors came to have a good look at the overgrown sissy in the front yard, and all the neighborhood kids made fun of me. My cousins finally came out to get me, untying my feet and arms and walking me up the stairs and into the privacy of the house. They again led me into the bedroom and took the pacifier out of my mouth. "Pwease, pwease, change me, Mama," I pleaded to Julie. "Mama and Lala will change you and clean you up, sissy Wendi, but first we have to take your little dress off," said Julie. Lollie helped Julie remove my dress, and then they pulled me up onto the bed. They laid me back and took off my booties, and pulled my rubber pants down. "Ooh, sissy Wendi is really wet this time!" said Lollie. "He made lots of pee-pee in his diaper." Julie undid the safety pin and opened the diaper. "That's disgusting!" she said. "Baby has pee-pee all over him, again. He'll have to be spanked real good for being so messy, but first he has to be potty trained." Lollie somewhere found an old wooden potty-chair that she brought out into the kitchen. They sat me down on the seat and brought the attached tray down around me. "Baby Eddie has to stay on the potty until he learns to make pee in it and not in his diaper." said Lollie. "He also has to learn to make poop in it, so he doesn't dirty his diaper." "That's a real good idea, Lollie," said Julie. "We won't let him off until he does! I'll make him drink another big glass of water so he has to go. I better stuff his dick in the hole so the baby doesn't pee on the floor." With that, Julie grabbed my penis and made sure it was in the hole. "Now you can make tinkle, Eddie," she said as she forced another 10 ounces of water into me. Lollie came up to me and squeezed my stomach and sides, and my intestines started to growl ferociously. With one big gush, my bladder forced out what seemed to me like a gallon of piss, splashing into the water in the pot underneath me. At the same time, my bowels released the digested load of all that damn baby food they had forced down my throat. The gas that it produced in my gut made the most obscene roar as the entire load of shit shot out of my asshole and into the pot. "Great!" squealed Lollie. "Eddie finally made #1 and #2 in the potty! You're such a good baby," she said to me. "You just sit there for a while until we can wipe you." "Wipe me!" I thought in horror. "They're going to wipe my behind!" I had never felt so humiliated before in all my young life! Lollie appeared with a bunch of wipes and cloths and a basin of warm water and some baby soap. They put me over Julie's lap, and after they wiped my ass, they soaped it up and washed it, paying very close attention to the crack and butt hole, with both of them inserting their fingers in as far as they would go. I though that I had died and gone to heaven! They now soaped up my genitals and rinsed them until they were clean. My little dick got hard from all the stimulation, and Lollie delighted in washing it with her bare hands and stroking it up and down. It was a delightful feeling and I wished that she would keep it up forever. Now they decided that they had better rub my privates with baby oil so that I wouldn't get diaper rash. They took me back to the bed and I was rolled over and over while my sweet torturers applied the oil. They coated my buttocks and ass crack with it and fingered some up my rectum. They massaged it onto my abdomen and balls, and coated my prick with it as they stroked it up and down and up and down. I couldn't take it anymore and jerked my hips as I experienced my first dry orgasm. I thought that my insides were going to come out of my cock. I squealed in ecstasy! The girls giggled and squealed along with me. "He really went wild when we played with his thing," squeaked Lollie. "We must have made him have a sex feeling! Wow!" "Golly, yes," said Julie, "but he still has to be spanked, now, for wetting his diaper a second time!" Neither of them wanted to stain their dresses with the baby oil on me when they put me over their laps to spank me, so they undid the buttons on the backs of each of their dresses and slipped them off over their heads. There they both stood in only undershirts and panties. They had no boobs, yet, but it was somehow very exciting to be totally naked with two girls clad only in their underwear, even if they were my cousins. They passed me back and forth across their laps, soundly spanking my well-oiled ass until it was crimson red. The pain felt so wonderful, and the feeling of my naked groin against their naked thighs was a truly sensuous thing, and I had my second dry orgasm lying across the naked lap of my cousin, Julie, while she slapped away at my butt. "Our sissy must really like being spanked," said Julie. "He doesn't even cry anymore." "Oh, pwease, pwease, Mama, pwease, Lala, do more!" I begged. "Sissy baby Eddie like spanking! No stop now." "We have to stop today, honey," said Lollie. "My Mom will be coming home soon, but first you have to have a new diaper." "Baby no need diaper...going home." I said "You have to wear the diaper home and put it on again before you come over to play house again next time." she said. "It's part of the game! Remember, you have to play house with Julie and me any time we want or I'll show those pictures." "No have to show pictures." I told her. "Baby likes play house with Mama and Lala!" They boosted me back on the bed and positioned me on the triangular-folded diaper, powdered me front and back, and fastened the diaper around me, and pulled up my newly washed rubber pants. "You can put on the rest of your clothes, now, while Lollie and I get our dresses back on," said Julie. I pulled up my pants over the bulky diaper and 'rubbies,' put on my socks and shoes and shirt, and stuffed my undershorts into my pocket. Luckily I looked into the dresser mirror, for I had completely forgotten about the ribbons in my hair. I promptly removed them and said good-bye to the girls. "Bye, I had lots of fun." I told them. "I like playing house with you." "Bye, Eddie," said Julie, "you're such a cutie." "Don't forget to have your diaper already on when you come over next time." instructed Lollie. "We'll have more fun." "I won't forget, Lala," I laughed. "See ya." Feel free to e-mail me. Wendi at sweetwendi2002@yahoo.com