Date: Sun, 16 Mar 2008 15:28:29 -0700 (PDT) From: Matthew O'Shea Subject: Sissy-boy baby Michelle Transgender Teens This Story has been in my mind for a while it is based on one of my Fantasies. All characters are of no living person known to me. The Country is just because I have a great fondness for England and young English men. If you don't like male on male sex, this is not for you Sweety. I would like to thank those who have written, for their kind words. They are very much appreciated. Matthew. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Chapter 2. Jonathans surprise. It was getting late. So we decided it's time to start getting really for bed. Well it was about 9pm. But we wanted time in bed before sleeping. Unfortunately that meant taking off all these lovely clothes. We stripped each other down as far as our pretty underwear, removed the ribbons from our hair. Jennifer tied a narrow silk scarf over my hair to hold it all back, then did the same to her own. The reason I found out was, so we wouldn't get make up removing cream in our hair. After a face wash, a perfumed moisturising cream was massaged in. That felt so good, I was feeling so pretty, so very feminine with all that had happened with me today. I wished it would never end. Even seeing my hair tied back in this soft scarf. But, now it was time to remove my lovely breast pads. I thanked Jennifer for giving me the pleasure of them for the day, and again vowed on getting my own, soon as possible. I now stood there naked, while Jennifer picked out which nightdresses we should wear. Mine was a three quarter length pretty pale blue silk with short loose fitting sleeve. With lace around the low cut neck and overlay the silk sleeves. The neck was low enough cut, that if I had my breast you could easily get to them. Jennifer wore a Ivory coloured satin of the same length with full length sleeves edged with two inch lace. Being together all day, yet now is the first time that we've been naked together. For me to now see Jennifer's adorable hairless body. Nothing could stop me from putting out my arms, beckoning her into them. Just to hold her, telling her how ravishingly gorgeous she is, a lovely kiss to prove it. I must admit I was getting quite excited, No! extremely excited. It's the first time for a few months that I've spent the night with someone. Plus it's the very first time I've slept with another "girl" like myself, and I'm really looking forward to it. Standing embracing, our naked bodies couldn't get any closer, our feminine hands stroking lovingly over the others back. Soft loving kisses punctuated by sweet words of endearment. Our fingers stroking gently over the other head of shining silken hair. The little things between our legs, were no longer little. As the warmth of the others body made sure they stood like rods of hot iron. The sound and beat of our hearts seemed to pulsate in unison. Looking seductively into my eyes, Jennifer asked if I would like to put her into her nighty. Taking up this soft feminine garment, holding it till she put her arms in the appropriate holes. Then slowly letting it cascade gently down over her petite, flawless body. As it fluted around her slim girlish body, I gave a little kiss, to the hands I now held. Jennifer took up the other pretty nighty, to repeat the process. Oh! Did it feel so divine, so very feminine, having Jennifer let the nighty go loose. To slither teasingly down over my body, every nerve cell seemed to come alive to the delicate touch. The coolness of the fine fabric as it now rested in the most arousing, teasing way. One could honestly say it was telling me, I'm made specially for your sissy-boy body. Enjoy every moment, every luxurious touch of me. Yes that I sure intended on doing. Firstly we had to move the dolls and teddies to their resting place for the night. We then lay side by side, facing each-other, me a little tense with eager emotions. Jennifer's lips touched mine giving soft little kisses, we cuddling, we talked, gently caressing over the others silken covered upper body. The kissing became a lot more intermit, our tongues sliding in and out of the others hot moist mouth. The tips of out tongues touching shyly, teasingly on the others. Then dancing happily together between each others wet mouths. Parting momentarily to give a soft sweet kiss to the others neck, earlobe, chin or where ever it landed. Before the tongues continued their merry dance. Tasting the others saliva, becoming so aroused just by the taste. In a while our hands found their way below onto the others wantoned little boy. But we just wanted to cherish the touching of throbbing pleasure sticks through our soft silky nighties. It was such a wonderful time, being together like this. Enjoying the beautiful sensual pleasure of another feminine, sissy-boys body. Constantly caressing over the others nighty, yes, thinking is this really happening. I'm not just dreaming again of being in bed cuddling another sweet `girl' like myself, no! this is for real. We lay quietly, holding hands, looking into each-others eyes, broken at times for another gentle loving kiss, or to caress over the others hair. Fingers feathering teasingly over her cool satin encased slender body. We were kissing and nibbling on the others ears, whispering sweet nothings into it. Then my Jennifer cuddled back into my breast, kissed each nipple. Then softly said. "I want to tell you something more about myself. I don't know what you'll think, but please don't laugh at me, or abandon me I haven't told anyone else about this, not even my parents know. I just feel I can trust you and I really do want to see a lot more of you." Taking her face in a caring manner between my hands, "You didn't laugh or think of me being weird. When I told you about my love of being dominated and punished by Alan, having him strapping me at least weekly. No! I wouldn't laugh at whatever you want to tell me. I want you to know you can trust me completely." I told her, as I stroked lovingly over her cheeks followed by a gentle loving kiss. Cuddling in close to me, a warm little kiss on my neck, one hand caressing along my side. Lifting her head up a little, then in a quiet voice, Jennifer began to tell me her private secret. "Remember I told you about going to my Mummy and Daddies place next weekend?" "Yes, I remember," I said, kissing her forehead, as her face was still at me breast. "Well .......... , well they aren't my real parents. You won't be shocked if I tell you something else about me. Will you?." her fingers shaking while gently stroked down my side. "No my darling, you say what ever is on your mind." as I tried to lift her head to look at me. But she kept her head cradled into my breast. Then slowly and nervously told me. "My Mummy and Daddy treat me as their little baby girl." silence followed, but I could feel tension come into her whole body. Her hands even seemed to just grip at my sides. I must admit to being taken back by this, as I had never heard of anything like adult babies before. Not wanting to upset her by my sudden silence, all I could think of to say was, "Tell me more, why do they make you be their baby girl. Are they to old to have babies or can't they have them." "No, it's not like that. You see for a long time I've been wanting to be treaded as a little baby. Wearing nappies, crawling around, being fed baby food and all that. So about a years ago I put an advert in this `Kinky Contact' magazine. As I've seen others adult babies advertise in there. I advertised for a Mummy or Daddy. Then to my astonishment I got a few replies. Plus one from a couple who seemed very keen and were interested in having a baby like myself. Also they didn't live that far away either, just down in Weybridge." I know it sounds stupid, but all I said to that was. "Where's Weybridge?" from then after I kept being reminded about Weybridge. Yes, I was also told where Weybridge was, in time. After that interruption, Jennifer then continued about going to meet them, how they just seemed to click. Maybe it could of been that they were in their late thirties and not as old as Jennifer had expected them to be. I was told since that meeting she has spent at least one full weekends a month at their place as a little baby girl. She would go there straight after work of a Friday and stay till late Sunday afternoon. I was beginning to get interested in all this. So asked if I could put her into a nappy for the night. But, to my disappointment was told, "No, I don't have any made up baby things at home. They are all at Mummy and Daddy's place." But I was told a lot about it all and how she feels as a baby and why it's all kept to her "Mummy and Daddy's" place. After she had told me all. I said, "I would really love to see you in your baby clothes and treat you like my baby girl." I really got turned on just thinking of Jennifer wearing nappies, having a babies bottle in her mouth. I pulled her close for another loving kiss, telling her just how sweet and adorable she is. How I'd never heard of Adult being treated as babies before. But am now pleased she has told me, then asked "Is there any other little secret you want to share." Don't know why I asked that, maybe in hope of another kinky surprise to wet my weird appetite. "I'll ask Mummy and Daddy if you can come down sometime then, to see me as a baby. Would you like that?" Jennifer asked. "Yes I would really love that, then to cuddle you like my little baby sister, wouldn't that be fun?" then gave her another lovely warm kiss. "Now that wasn't so bad was it, telling Michelle about her little baby girl." I noticed how Jennifer relaxed so much more, now she realizes I'm not going to laugh or think anything different of her because of what I've just been told. She knows I'm interested and saw the affect it was having on body. something that wouldn't happen if I was repelled my it. The sex we had that followed, seemed even more intermit and intense. Was it because we both know this little extra about the other? I think so, as we felt free of our little secretes. With great horror the alarm when off at 6:30am. Waking us both from a beautiful sleep. No! Don't say we have to get up this early, but yes we did. But not before this dream-boy beside me rolled on top, wrapping his arms around me and planting a sweet `good morning' kiss on my lips. This is the most wonderful way to be woken of a morning. By the time we had a shower and a bite to eat. It was time to get dressed, I had mixed feelings about it. No make up, no dress, no sweet perfume, just male body cologne. At least I had my pretty underwear on, then it was male outer clothes for the general public to see us wearing. At least I could help dress Jonathan, it was pleasing to see that he also wears female underwear to work like myself. Stockings, panties and just a plain camisole. So it won't stand out under his shirt. Before helping put my trousers on, Jonathan got into a drawer, took out a wide pale pink satin garter with white lace edging top and bottom, knelt down to place it around the top of my stocking on the left leg. I could only take him in my arms to give him a lovely gentle kiss, saying "Thank you, I'll wear it all day." "If your clit was shaved I'd put a pretty petty on that also," he said looking into my eyes smiling brightly. Sure he knew what I'd be doing then once I got home. Time had arrived, that we had to depart to the train station. Before opening the door to the World outside, we embraced, kissing like we had never before, thanking each-other for making it a wonderful weekend. Each now know the others little secret, which I hope we can both share. Only, somehow I don't think I could see Jennifer dominating me, lit alone strapping me the way I deserve. We both had little tears, happy pleasing ones in our eyes. I took my handkerchief to pat over Jonathan's eyes, then realized he'd also put one of his pretty embroidered hankies in my pocket. "I thought you'd like to have it," he quietly said looking embarrassingly towards the floor. "Jonathan I'll keep it with me day and night, till I see you again," I told him, while lifting his head to look at me. To see how pleased I am to receive such a sweet gift. "God! Why do we have to leave right now!!!" I said while wrapping my arms around him and resting my head on his shoulder. But we both knew there would be many more times like we've just had. To enjoy, to savour the pleasure of the others femininity. To be able to just sit together talking sissy-boy, girly talk. Before opening the door, Jonathan just clasp my hands in a warm loving way, knowing we couldn't walk to the station holding hands. Shit!!! why are people out there so bloody narrow mined. Just because we're male, who want to show their affection and happiness being together. I went all the way into the city with him, I didn't want to be apart from Jonathan till the last minute. After saying our goodbyes, the best we could in that crowd. I was on the tube back to Tooting, feeling quite empty and alone now. A day spent just thinking of Jonathan and the most enjoyable last couple of days. Arriving home to read a note from Alan, with instructions of what I've got to do before they get home. Well first things first, it was into the bathroom naked, scissors and shaving gear in hand. About fifteen minutes later there I stood, displaying one clean shaven boy-clit. It looked rather pale, but felt so smooth and sexy. After sprinkling talcum powder liberally around, now stroking over it. All I could think of was having one of Jonathan's pretty petties or ribbons tied over it, to look and feel so very sissy pretty. I must buy some Nair hair remover when I'm shopping next. To have a smooth hairless body, and as Jonathan says the soft silky touch of your clothes without anything in between, is so sexually erotic. By the time Alan and David got home I had everything done that he wanted. Even to the meal just about ready to eat. I couldn't wait to tell them about being with Jonathan. They tried to make out they didn't care, just to tease me. So I played along with their game, knowing at least Alan would want to know everything we did. Yes it did get the better of Alan, as he crabbed me, pulled me onto his knee in a bear-hug. Telling me to spill it all or get a father of a hiding before bed. So I gave him a quick kiss with a grin. I started by thanking David, I'm so pleased he decided I must go with them to the Chris's party on Saturday night. Or I would never of met Jonathan. I told them about spending the whole time dresses up. Etc. Etc. No I didn't say anything about Jonathan baby times, that's private, not even for Alan. When I finished, I looked at Alan saying, "I really think I'm in love with him. We have so much in common, you know what I mean. I hated leaving him this morning. He's so beautiful and caring in every way, yet is so lonely also. All day I just haven't been able to think of anything other than Jonathan." I looked at Alan then to David, as they weren't responding to my remark. But both had those starry eyed look on their faces, grinning to each-other. "How did you feel when you realized you loved each other." I said quietly, hoping for one to answer me. Alan kiss me warmly on the cheek, before saying, "Probably exactly the same as you do now. It was such a lovely walking on air feeling, we both shared. Just being in the same room feeling his vibes. Hearing his breathing was something I wanted to keep listening too." then he cuddled me closer, looked at me saying "It's just like the way you and I are. You know how much I love you and I know the way you love me." looking to David as he finished, blowing him a kiss. "Yes but you and I are different in a way. You're more of a big brother to me and I could never love anyone the way I do you. Even though you strap me when I don't deserve it at times." I said with a little giggle. "You don't think I would do that sort of thing, do you?" I just grinned and shock my head. "When are you going to see Jonathan again," he asked, slapping the side of my leg as well. "I'm not sure, he has to go to Weybridge next weekend. You know where that is don't you? But he said he'd ring me." Next thing David came over, pulled me off Alan's knee and he also gave me a big hug and kiss saying, "We are both very happy for you. If you and Jonathan love each other the way Alan and I do, you should have a wonderful time together. Do you think Jonathan feels the same way?" Before asking with a big grin on his cute face. "Who is butch, who's the bitch." Pushing him away, I said "You are so rude, didn't your Mother ever tell you not to talk to a Lady in that sort of manner." grinning at him. Alan just couldn't resist the opportunity saying, "And, whoever said you are a Lady? Remember the first night you came to live in the flat back home? Your pants off, legs were parted, ready to be taken before you had even unpacked. Plus it had been well used before then, hadn't it?" "No, only a few times before you. Then at the flat, I could tell by the way you were walking that your balls were hanging in great need of emptying. So I thought I'd do you a service to help empty them out. Anyway! You wouldn't let me give my pussy to anyone else after that?" trying to make myself look better in front of David, then said. "Oh well, guess I was a little bit sluttish, but David doesn't need to know that." I said grinning to David. "Yes I do, it's good to know what sort of sissy tart you really are." as his hand went between my legs, stroking over my crotch. Making me take a quick step backwards. While telling Alan to tell David to behave himself. That I am reformed now. They both just laughed at that bit of false information. "We didn't do anything like that anyway, as Jonathan is still a virgin and wants to stay one until he's 21. So we just did other things ..., you know." looking shyly to David, as he was right in my face. "Why does he want to wait till he's 21." David asked looking concerned. "I don't know, I never questioned him, that's his decision. I'm not a nosy parker like someone I know. Anyway it's only a couple of months to wait." I said, hoping it'll be me that can take it. Mind you I've never given it before either, as I'm very much the bitch. It was about 8:30 when the phone rang, all I could think of. I hope this is Jonathan calling me. Alan and David looked at each other, then to me without a word. I got up to go answer it, "You just sit where you are, if you pay the bill you can answer it." Alan said as he went picking up the hand piece. Yes!!! it was my darling Jonathan, only I had to sit, listening to Alan questioning him about my stay. Fortunately he didn't say or ask any embarrassing questions to him. But finished his little talk by asking Jonathan, if he thinks I make a pretty girl. All the time smiling to David, knowing how embarrassed I am, hearing all this. Before letting me talk, I had to then listen to him telling Jonathan, "If Michael doesn't behave herself, let me know." I felt mortified, my face just went a very quick bright red, with further embarrassment. Good job it couldn't be seen over the phone. Yes, I know what he meant in saying that. It was so good to hear Jonathans voice again and he just wanted to hear mine also. Saying how he's been thinking of me all day. That it was the best weekend he's had, to be dressed with another cross dresser and can't wait till we are together again. I was feeling very much the same, my little penis was getting excited thinking of us being together. There was much I wanted to say, but with Alan and David sitting listening to everything, plus making little remarks between themselves, made it so hard. I had to tell Jonathan I had two extremely bad mannered faggots listening to every thing I say. He said "Well you know some queers are like that, they get very jealous you know." I just had to agree saying in a voice to be heard. "Yes I know and these two poofters I have to live with are the ultimate in jealousy." Before I hung off I said, "I love you very Much Jonathan." After a few seconds came, "That makes me so happy, as I love you so very much also Michelle." "I like hearing you call me that, my sweet." I said before saying, Good night Jennifer my love, then giving a kiss through the phone to finish the call. Yes I did get the usual remarks from those sitting hearing all. Alan promised a hiding for calling them jealous poofters. I offered him a kiss as a means of forgiveness, but he wouldn't take it. David even asked if I was going to have a good wank off now. I could only reply by saying, "No, I do have the greatest amount of self-control over this sort of thing." which isn't really true, and Alan knows it all to well. As he told David, "You go into her room once she's in bed and you'll see just how much control she doesn't have. She's a real slut, aren't you?" I just poked out my tongue to Alan with a grin, before running off, saying I have to go to the toilet I need a leak. "I see can't even wait till she's in bed." David remarked. When I did go to bed and every night to follow. I made sure I had Jennifer's hanky with the little yellow and orange Rosebuds embroidered on it. Plus the lovely garter safely under my pillow, after giving them a loving kiss. I did the same of a morning, thinking of my Jennifer getting up then, so would say good morning my darling, as I kissed both items. Yes, I did do what Alan knew I'd be doing. Well wouldn't you? If the boy you've just been talking with, is so sweet, so very adorable and you just told each-other you loved them? The following weekend I was alone, or should I just say. I wasn't with Jonathan in body, but was in my mind. Thinking of him at his Mummy and Daddy's place as their baby girl, wondering what he's doing. I know he'll be enjoying what ever big babies do. But I wish he was with me. Seen as I had worked four days this week, Alan and David saw to it that I didn't waste my time over the weekend. I had shopping to do, the flat to clean, all the washing, ironing to get done. I was pleased when Monday came, I knew tonight Jonathan is going to ring. I haven't heard from him since Thursday night, four whole days. We had not long finished dinner, when the phone rang. YES!! It is Jonathan. I went to take the phone into my room, but was called back by David. "You can't just take the phone away like that, it's very bad manners. What do you say?" "Please David Sir, can I take the phone into my room to talk with Jonathan." I asked "Yes, if you get down kiss my hand and tell us you're going to be a good girl in there. No wee messes." he said loud enough so Jonathan could hear. I did as I had too, then of to my bedroom. We talked for a good half hour, I was told all about his weekend. Then was told, if I still wanted to see him in his baby time. Mummy and Daddy said we can go next Saturday afternoon, but had to ring by Wednesday, so they wouldn't make other plans. "Yes I do still want to see you as a little baby girl. I've been thinking of my baby Jennifer all week." I told him in a very positive manner. He sounded so pleased that I hadn't changed my mind about it. So would ring tomorrow night to tell them the good news. As he said. Another agonizing four days of going to the agency for work, which I got each day. But all the time my mind was down south, thinking of a baby Jennifer. I knew not to say anything about it to Alan or David. So just said he was taking me to meet a couple of close friends. As he told them I'm from New Zealand and that seemed to interest them for some reason. A babies life begins. Saturday at last has arrived. I was up early, had my shower, dressed in my best male outer clothes. After having the pleasure of waking Alan and David by pulling their duvet off. Just to check all was in order under there, and saying goodbye. After being called a few nasty names for waking them. I was about to walk out the door when David called out. "Michael! get back here." as I returned he asked, "Aren't you going to say goodbye in a proper manner?" "Yes OK then, but no funny business, I don't want sex right now."then bent over David to kiss Alan. As I went to kiss David, I couldn't resist resting my hand right where he felt it. In turn making him squeal like a trapped cat. "Just you wait till you come back, bitch!" he got out after taking an involuntary deep breath. "Promises, Promises. Anyway better have a shave before then. I like my men to have a nice smooth clean shaven face while making love to me." I said blowing him a kiss, before quickly heading to and out the door. Then of to Kingston upon Thames I headed. It was not much after 10am. that I arrived, to again be met by Jonathan of the bus. I could detect a little nerves tension in the way Jonathan acted. Yes, he admitted he was feeling a bit that way. Wondering what I might think when I saw him later, as that baby he told me about. I held his hands close to my chest, assuring him that I respect him as he is. That I wouldn't want to be going if I didn't. His lips came to mine, our arms encircling each other. "Thank you," he whispered in my ear. "You don't know what it's like wanting to share this with someone else, I'm pleased you understand." grasping my hand tightly. I must admit at this point, I was still just very curious about the whole idea of wanting to again be treated as a baby. I wouldn't say that to Jonathan, I think to much of him. But thinking of it, people properly think that of me, wanting to wear female underwear, dresses and makeup. Plus letting Alan control and punish me the way I do. "Now would you like to help me get dressed," He asked knowing what the answer would be, before he even asked. "Yes, I guess I'll have to get used to dressing my baby, won't I." I was given another quick kiss. Jonathan stripped naked, applied some more deodorant and just a little talcum powder over his front and down below. Then took a small white lace band threaded with a pink ribbon, placing around the base of his sissy clit. "Would you like to tie the ribbon in a nice bow for me?" There now his sissy clit looking so feminine with the lovely lace and big bow cascading from it. The camisole was of Gold satin with an off white lace bodice and edging at the hem. Next to go on was a pair of charcoal stay up stocking. To be followed by a light yellow shirt with a white collar and cuffs. "Now, before we go any further. I want you undressed," with that my shirt was being unbuttoned. Before I knew it there I stood just in suspenders and fine tan stockings. He was so pleased to see my now naked penis and ball sac. Just had to caress all over my genitals, causing a we problem in doing so. Returning from his drawers, he had in his hands one of his pretty penis petties. It was a soft blue silk with a small pattern over it, the base was a white lace threaded with a couple of narrow white satin ribbons. The same as the lace band that now adorns Jonathans we clit. Once I deflated to an almost semi deflated penis, Jonathan took delight in threading this lovely pettie over my penis. The ribbons were pulled tight and tied into separate bows to hang neatly from the base behind my cherry basket, over my pretty pettie. The feeling as it touched between my thighs was so beautifully erotic. Jonathan now took a long narrow white silk scarf placing it around the lower thigh of my left leg. Tying it in a lovely big bow, so it wouldn't slip or move, a strip of double sided tape was between my stocking and the scarf on the inside of my leg. The tassels hanging teasingly against my lower leg. My little boy was standing from when the pettie went on. Oh! this extra delightful fluttering, I was at a point where if I touched it, I would of lost all control. Jonathan was delighted with my reaction, but told me "Don't you dare even think of putting a hand anywhere near your clitty, or do I have to tie your hands up. Or better still tell Alan you misbehaved." with a little slap on my backside. "No I won't, but I just look and feel so pretty like this." while admiring what I saw facing me in the mirror. My own pale Blue satin camisole went back on over my unpadded bra. I now had to step into a pair of mauve satin knickers. "These are best when wearing your little pettie." I noticed embroidered in deep yellow just above the lace trim on each leg, the word "Sissy". "Jonathan look these are made for me, they have my name on." I said. "Isn't it lovely being a Sissy." he said "All these beautiful things we can wear and feel so Fem all the time." I couldn't disagree with that. I now had to finish dressing Jonathan. Putting on his loose fitting panties, that matched his beautiful camisole, with the lace around the legs. He didn't wear a pretty garter, as he would be getting changed soon as we arrived anyway. I was given an oblong blue silk scarf to put under the collar of his shirt. To be folded over loosely and hanging out. After putting on his dark charcoal trousers, he looked really so handsome. Then I had the white satin cravat that he had worn the other Sunday tied neatly around my neck. "You like this one don't you, I noticed how you liked holding it the other Sunday." "Yes I do, it looked so nice on you with your Teal stripped shirt," We were both hot and as horny as hell, we rubbed against one another, softly kissing. Both getting so worked up. That we just had to touch the others clitty before anything else. It's a good job Jonathan has got a lot of self-control. As he stopped us going any further, knowing what was to come this afternoon. Says he learnt to control himself like this, though being with Mummy and Daddy. So it was on with our trousers and shoes, brushed each others hair. Must say I was hoping for at least a little make up, but no. Then before leaving had a cup of coffee and bite to eat. Put on our jackets with silk pocket handkerchiefs that matched our neckwear, away we went. I could now tell Jonathan was getting excited about it. So different now, from when we met this morning. But for me, it was of to the unknown, to see my darling transformed into [I hope] a sweet baby girl. At least I'll find out where Weybridge is. On our arrival, it was like Jonathan had been Hypnotised. In the car he was still that twenty yr. old feminine male, like myself. Then soon as the door was opened by his Mummy. Jonathan was straight in giving her cuddles and kisses, just like you would see a small child doing. Jonathan was now just a little baby child. Next I saw a man standing there, a good looking man in his late 30's. He was also given cuddles and kisses by Jonathan. It's now my turn to be introduced to them. This is Michael my friend I told you about, this is Anne and Peter my Mummy and Daddy. With that his Mummy gave me a nice kiss and a friendly we cuddle, Peter did the `male' thing, just shaking hands "It's nice to meet you Michael, Jonathan was saying you're from New Zealand?" And a bit more of the normal greeting thing. All the while Jonathan was still cuddling into his Daddy. "Dear, why don't you take Jennifer into the nursery and change her, while Michael and I have a we chat." Peter said. "Yes, I think that's a great idea. Don't you think so sweet heart?" Anne said, putting her hand out for Jennifer to take hold of. As she took hold of her Mummy's hand, she looked sheepishly towards me. As to say, I'm now a baby girl. I went over gave her a kiss, saying in her ear. "Be a good baby girl for your Mummy won't you and I'll see you soon, my darling." Peter was very interesting to talk with, we seemed to get alone quite nicely. Which is great. [but why do people overseas always say something about rugby, to us. I don't like rugby!!!] He and Anne are up in their Thirties. [as Peter put it] Both are rather attractive also, Peter's about 5'8" I would say, Anne just a little shorter with beautiful long black wavy hair. I love their accents also, makes my Kiwi sound so flat, if you know what I mean. [I'm determent to do something about it before returning to NZ.] I gathered Peter and Anne are more interested in "Different" kinds of sex rather than just the norm. Peter has also cross dressed on occasions. Even the odd weekend when Jennifer has been there. It was while they had been reading stories about Adult Babies, that they came across Jonathans advert in a Kinky Contact Magazine, so they wrote to him. Peter said, they hadn't been this happy in a long time. They really love having their Jennifer come visit for weekends. It didn't seem that long, till I noticed Peter looking towards the doorway with a smile on his face. I looked over to see standing there, one sweet little baby girl cuddling into her Mummy. Looking a little shy, as she was wondering what I would be thinking. Seeing her now as just a baby girl. Peter said, "Jennifer come over to Daddy for big cuddles." with the invitation, Anne held her hand as she wobbled towards Peter. Unable to wake normally because of the thick nappy she had on. I watched as she sat happily on her Daddy's knee for a cuddle and kisses. She really looked so beautiful sitting there. Wearing a pale Lavender satin dress, short puff sleeves edged with a good inch wide white lace, and a two piece white satin collar. The skirt was a little short with lots of scalloped lace around the hem. A sash around the waist tied at the back in a lovely big bow, with the streamers hanging a half way down the skirt. Underneath a lovely white silk petticoat also with pretty lace at the hem. Which helped hold out the skirt of the dress. Her matching Lavender rompers could plainly be seen, with there wide band of lace around each leg opening, at the side of each sat a pretty white satin bow. It looked a real babies dress that had just been enlarged. She also wore a matching bonnet tied at the side of her chin in a lovely big bow. On her feet she wore little white sox under Ivory coloured satin knit booties, again tied in pretty bows. I couldn't wait any longer, seeing my Jennifer looking so sweet with her Daddy. So much the baby girl she told me she loved to be treated as. Just looking at the pretty girl I'd come to love so much. Caused my petty covered little boy to become quite aroused that I just had to ask, "Would baby Jennifer like to give Michael a big kiss and cuddle?" while holding out my arms to receive my sweet baby Jennifer. Peter sent her over to me, after another kiss for his baby girl. Sitting across my knee I was given a big smile, as she now knew that I excepted and loved the baby I was holding. She rested her sweet head lovingly against my shoulder, her left hand stroking over my side. I noticed she is now wearing just a touch of make up and the lightest shade of lipstick, to hide any sign of maleness. I kept kissing her, telling her how lovely my little baby girl looked. That I'm so pleased she told me about this side of his life. Holding baby Jennifer, caressing lovingly over her pretty dress. Lowering my hand to lift her skirt and petticoat, for a view of those pretty rompers. I got taken by the thickness of cloth nappies underneath, no wonder she walked with a baby wobble. She also had that clean, fresh baby powder smell about her. The smell associated only with beautiful, sweet, lovely babies. Feeling the thickness under her rompers, I asked, "Can Michael see babies nappies." Without a word she just nodded her head, as to say, Yes. Helping Jennifer stand between my legs, I noticed a thumb going into her mouth to be sucked on, as babies do. It was such a warm happy smile I got as I started lifting the skirt right up. Now getting a better view of the lovely white silk petticoat, heavily frilled around the hem, holding out the skirt. Then I was in view of those nappies encased by the Lavender satin rompers with two rows of inch and a half wide white lace around the top of them. Again a pretty bow at the centre of the waist-band in a deep shade of Pink. Turning down her rompers, I noticed though there was no plastic panties. I asked "Doesn't my little girl wear protective panties in case of we accidents." Again she just nodded sheepishly to me. Then Anne said, "She normally does, but she wanted you to see her just with the pretty panties over her nappies. She's promised to say if she wants wee wees before they're put back on her." Like being magnetised my hand was drawn towards the nice white cloth nappy, covering the sweet smelling baby talcum powered bottom enclosed. Resting my hand gentle over her front, I knew she was in the same state of arousal as myself. We looked lovingly into each-others eyes, not caring about anyone watching. Seeing two such sissies show their affection, just by a look. Lifting her rompers back to cover the nappy, letting the skirts gently fall back. Now taking hold of her hand saying, "Come, sit back on Michaels knee my darling." Even though she wore a thick nappy, Jennifer knew what she was sitting upon, as her little bot wiggled over it. I just wanted to get down and kiss all over my babies lovely bottom. To feel the softness of the nappy on my lips. To be closer to the smile of her J&J's baby powdered bottom. But that will have to wait a while longer. Anne then said, "I think Baby Jennifer wants to show you her Nursery, with all the lovely dresses and things she has in there." Hearing that, Jennifer cuddled her pretty bonnet covered head, lovingly into my breast. As I caressed gently down her side, then stroked a finger softly on her cheek, I asked "Going to take Michael to see your Nursery Sweetheart?" A soft "Yes" came from my ever so cute baby girl sitting on my knees. Holding my hand, I was taken into the babies nursery. Wide eyed and opened mouth, I just had to stand and look. It was just like you would expect in any baby girls Nursery. A white dresser with a mirror, a soft pink Organza draped over it, in the top corners a silver ribbon tied in a lovely big bow drew the material so it hung gently down each side. Another chest of drawers atop was a large container of J&J's baby powder, bottles, pacifiers and many other baby things. In between both sat a three quarter size white bed, come cot. [as the sides can be taken off to be just like a normal bed again] It was a four poster with a lovely canopy draped in a pretty soft pink nett under white scalloped lace, tassels hanging all around its edge. On each of the four white posts there was a beautiful deep red velvet ribbon tied in a lovely big bows with the streamers hanging a good six inches below. It all looked so lovely, so very feminine. You could see by the bed where Jennifer had been lying, not long before to get nappies put on. Sitting on the cot also were lots of dolls, teddies and a big pink panther. Under the cot I noticed a large box, the contends of which I would be shown later. Now that I had realized I was in Jennifer's little room. Before going through looking at anything else, I just embraced Jennifer in my arms again. With a big kiss telling her how pleased I am that she's brought me down to see the baby, she is. Again telling her, "I love you so much in every way, you are really so adorable." I couldn't stop kissing my baby Jennifer, till it was decided we better stop before her Mummy or Daddy comes in. I was shown though her drawers, so many pretty things, panties, bonnets, booties, lovely little girls socks with lace threaded with narrow satin ribbons around the tops. Many different coloured ribbons for making bows on my babies hair. Another drawer full of bibs, plastic panties, and other things. The bottom drawer contained lots of dresses and things for the dolls, plus some toys for Jennifer. Every drawer that was opened, I just couldn't help but touch, hold even kiss its contents. I was really so overwhelmed, excited by everything I was seeing. Jennifer slid open the mirrored wardrobe door. My mouth watered as to see all those beautiful baby dresses, nighties, rompers and petticoats hanging there. I couldn't do justice trying to explain how beautiful they all were. The styles, the colours, but to say most were of satin, there was also a couple of gingham dress with lovely coloured flower buds all over it, another sweet we blue floral cotton dress. Then Jennifer said shyly, "Those one are for playing in." Now to be shown a really lovely deep burgundy colour velvet dress with short puff sleeves and an Ivory coloured Taffeta bodice bordered in lace and a two piece lace collar that buttoned up the back. The skirt hung from the bodice to just above the knees, and had a nice Ivory Taffeta sash that tied at the back in a big bow. I took it, held it to myself, thinking how pretty it is. "Mummy and Daddy took me out to visit this lady they had been in contact with one night wearing that dress." I just looked in shock as my Jennifer said that. "You mean you also go out in your baby clothes." I enquired. "No not normally, but I'll tell you all about it later." then she just asked, "You like my baby things?" "Yes I really do, and you know Jennifer. I wish it were me." as I pulled my baby close to me. "See what it's doing to me, getting Michael all excited isn't it." She just gave a we giggle and kissed the side of my neck. "We'll fix that tonight," she said before telling me, "I feel a lot better now, as I didn't really know what you would think. Was hoping though that you wouldn't be discussed or think I'm totally weird because of what I enjoy." "No Jennifer far from it, I'm very pleased for you and I would love to have you dress for me some time at your home." I told her, then asked, "Where do you get all your pretty clothes from." Thinking there must be some place that makes all these baby cloths for adults. To my surprise I got told. "Oh I make everything, you know Grandma taught me to sew." I was informed. I was dumb founded. "You are one very clever girl," holding her hands close to my breast, before kissing them. Footnote: Hope you're not confused by how I change Jonathan to Jennifer and Michael to Michelle all the time. Only I feel it better being dressed as male with male name. Dressed as female with female name. If you disagree lets know, OK. Be with you again soon. Love, Matthew. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = To be continued.