Date: Tue, 22 Sep 2020 23:25:34 +0200 From: Stuart Mills Subject: Just in Panties, Part1, TG My father died when I was three years old, so it was only mummy and me and no other close relatives. Daddy had left us with enough money from his pension to live reasonably comfortably although we were not well off. From that early age mommy built her world around me and loved me very much. She had wanted a girl and I was named Nickolas, though she called me Niki. I was brought up to be very feminine and when at home wore girls' clothes. At school I wore a boy's uniform and usually wore girls' panties except on days when we had PE or sports. I didn't seem to make close friends but seemed to get on reasonably well with everyone. Sports didn't interest me, but I did well at PE and although I was small, I was very fit. When I came home in the afternoon mummy always had me change into girls clothes, until it was time for bed when she would bath and dry me and take me into her bedroom where I climbed onto a changing table covered by a crinkly plastic sheet. I would lie there naked while she powdered me before she secured a nappy on me before pulling up a pair of pink nursery print plastic baby pants. Why I had to wear these I don't know, as I never wet the bed. Whenever I said anything about it, she replied, `You will always be my baby'. She would then put me in a white or pink romper suite that buttoned up between my legs and had me suck her breasts until she thought it was time for me to get into my large cot, also in her room. I was 5ft 3 when I started in the senior school and she began giving me enemas at bath time, or in the morning, it was done with a black plastic tube with a rubber bulb at one end and a penis shaped thing at the other that had holes in the end. The first one she let me expel but the second I had to keep in me all night -- which I never could, so in the morning my nappy was wet. I then had to wear disposable nappies at night. At first I hated it but soon got to like the feeling of the plastic penis going into my pussy, (as mummy started calling my bottom). In the last years at Junior School I began to do well in swimming in fact I was the best in my class, and it wasn't long before I was representing the school at Swimming Galas. I went into the senior Boys School just after my eleventh birthday and was given extra training to swim for the school. After a year I went to a Gala with a team from the school, a bus was laid on for us and I was a little nervous. We arrived at the baths and there were several other schools there. Filing in it seemed there was a shortage of changing cubicles and we were being paired off to share. One of the senior boys invited me to share his cubicle -- I was horrified as I was wearing a pair of panties, thinking I would be changing alone. We went in together and locked the door and started to get changed, he seemed to get changed very quickly and I hoped he would go out but no, he was waiting for me. At last I had to take my trousers off exposing my white silk bikini panties. `Do you always wear those?' he asked. The bulge in the front of his trunks was getting bigger. `Err........most of the time.' I answered hesitantly, standing there in just my panties. `Turn round so I can see you,' he whispered. I turned round and could see he wasn't making fun of me, in fact he ran his hand over my bottom which made me start to get an erection. `You look really nice in those, but I think you better get your trunks on or we're going to be late.' When we left the cubicle, we parted to join up with groups we were going to swim with. It was a very tiring afternoon and our school did very well and although I didn't win any of the heats, I was in the first three in each. When I eventually returned to the cubicle after having a shower, I found the senior boy was almost dressed. He sat down and watched me as I dried myself took my swim trunks off and put my panties on. `Do your parents know you wear those?' he asked. `I live with my mother and she likes me wearing girly things', I replied. `Are you saying you dress completely as a girl? Standing there in just my panties I began to blush and felt my erection begin to return. `Yes'. His face looked as if he had just won the lottery. `Would you let me see you dressed one day'? he asked, standing up and gently running his hands down my body until he was feeling my bottom and erection through my panties. My body tingled under his touch and I felt as if I was going to explode at any second. `I'll ask mummy, as I've never had a boy come to our house, it would be nice if she said yes'. We talked as I continued to get dressed, he told me his name was Mark and I told him mine was Nick although mummy called me Niki. He said he would like to talk to me the next day at school if we could find somewhere quiet and private. That evening I told mummy all the things that had happened at the Gala and spent a lot of time talking about Mark and the feelings of his hands on my body and how gentle and nice he was. She listened with interest then I told her he asked to see me dressed as a girl. `Are you sure you want that', she asked. `Well he's seen me in my panties twice he didn't make fun of me and I'd like him as a friend. Could I ask him to come over on Friday evening, please mummy'? `If you're really sure you're not making a mistake, you can invite him'. Next day at school (Thursday) I didn't see Mark until lunchtime, then we did manage to find a spot where nobody could overhear us. I told him that mummy did agree to him visiting us on Friday evening, if that was alright with him. I could tell before he spoke that he would be there, his face said it all. He asked me if anyone else had seen me dressed and I told him only the man next door who came in to do odd jobs for mummy and I think I excite him, and when mummy takes me out shopping or for a meal but nobody knows I'm really a boy. `Do you like being treated like a girl all the time'. `Very occasionally I like to be a boy but not very often, mummy's always treated me as a girl, so I've grown up being used to it'. I was so excited, I couldn't wait for Friday evening to come. We spoke during the Friday lunch break and I'm sure he was as excited as me, but he was trying not to show it. We also had to be very careful not to make it to obvious that we were becoming very close so that rumours didn't start going around school. Friday afternoon came at last and I rushed home to get myself ready for my first.....date. Mummy bathed me, gave me my enemas letting me expel them both and did my hair in a pixie style. She also made up my eyes and put a little makeup on and some subdued lipstick. We decided that all I should wear was a bra, panties, and a short loose light summer dress. At seven o'clock the front doorbell rang, and my heart started racing. I went and opened it, Mark was standing there in an open white shirt and brown shorts. He looked a little startled and asked if I was Niki. I nodded and his face brightened, and he told me I looked beautiful and I'm sure mummy must have heard him. He put his arms around me and gave me a long kiss, when he had finished I invited him in to meet mummy. Mummy was sitting on the sofa in a close fitting, mid-thigh, blue satin dress, I was hoping that I looked as good as her. `Pleased to meet you Mark', she said and tapped the sofa for him to sit by her. `It's very nice to meet you too Mrs Wilson'. `Please call me Susan it's less formal'. `How far did you have to travel to get here?' I didn't know but he only lives a few roads a few roads away and it was only a five-minute walk. Positioning myself so he had a good view of my panties, as he talked to mummy I could see by the front of his shorts he was becoming very aroused. I think that mummy knew what I was doing as she told me to be a good little girl and go and make some tea and get some cakes out. In the kitchen I tried to hear what they were talking about but it was difficult because of the noise of the kettle but I could make out a few things like `be gentle with her' and `I'm sure she likes mild humiliation although she says she doesn't', the kettle got louder and I could only pick out words like pregnant, swimming, why don't you try', sissy, and baby. Then the kettle boiled and afterwards they were talking quieter but by this time my panties were wet with pre cum. When I returned to the room they were talking about swimmers having hairless bodies and how mummy liked to keep my body as soft as a baby. `Oh, Niki You are a naughty girl, your little thing is pushing out the front of your dress, you both seem very aroused, have your tea then you can show Mark your playroom.' I think mummy said that just to make me blush. After tea I took Mark to my room, it was a sort of den. It contained a desk and computer, a bed settee, a large walk in wardrobe, some exercise machines, and a TV. I put on some music and he sat down on the sofa. `Why don't you dance for me', he said. `You look cute in that little dress and your mum -- Wow!' `Do you fancy my mummy then?'................'More than me?' `Of course not you are both out of this world, now come on, dance for me or I'll smack your bottom.' Turning the light down, I began to sway my hips and thrust my pelvis, the music was slow, my dancing was sensual, and my dress was still tented. After a few minutes Mark got up and put his arms around me, pulling me tightly to his body. I could feel his hardness pushing against me as he slowly pulled up my dress feeling my panties and sliding his finger backwards and forwards across my rose bud. `It's time your dress came off', he said, pulling it over my head. I couldn't really stop him, but I didn't really want too. `Do you want me to make you a real baby girl, you sexy little bitch', he said, turning me around and pulling me against him with his hand down the front of my panties. `You're wet baby girl so you cant say no, take all your clothes off I want you naked and submissive'. He stood back while I undid my bra, then slid my panties down. I could feel his eyes looking all over my naked body and felt very embarrassed. Standing there in his shorts and shirt, while I stood before him submissive and naked, he told me to kneel. Taking out his penis he rubbed it around my face until he told me to open my mouth. I'd never done this before and was frightened but knew I had to do as I was told. His penis was the biggest I had seen and I let him put it into my mouth and I sucked it as I did my mummy's breast. I was surprised to feel my little clit was as hard as iron and that I was enjoying it. After a few minutes he told me to get up and bend over the arm of the sofa, lubricating my rose bud with pre cum and something else I couldn't see. `Are you ready for this sissy', he said while putting fingers in my bottom. `Yes, I think so', I whimpered. Then I felt the head of his penis start to push into me. `Please don't hurt me', I cried, tears beginning to run down my face. `It's going to hurt but you'll get over it and want it all the time'. It did hurt, so much that I wanted to scream but I knew I mustn't, or mummy would hear. The pain went on and on it was unbearable, then it began to ease, and I found I was beginning to get pleasure out of my body being impaled. He thrust into me hard and deep, I was being used as a girl, I had totally submitted my body to another male. His thrusts became faster until I felt his seed pumping into me, again and again and again and again. `Now you are a real little girl, you are no longer a boy, you are my little girl and I have impregnated you'. As he said this his penis slipped out, I looked round for my panties and put them on to stop the cum dripping on the carpet. He put his strong arms around me and gave me a long kiss, I felt more like a girl than I have ever felt, and my pussy felt very sore and empty. How often would this happen I wondered as we sat together on the sofa listening to soft music. It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door. `Come in', I called. Mummy opened the door and came in. `Looks like you've had an enjoyable evening, but it's time for baby Niki to go to bed'. `Look at the state of your face, have you been crying?' `Yes mummy, I was crying with pleasure, I've had a wonderful evening'. With that I walked with Mark to the front door to see him off, in just my wet panties. Mummy called out, `Would you like to cum again tomorrow?' `Yes please Susan, I'll ring you tomorrow Niki'. He kissed me again and left. I stood there in just my panties and watched him leave the front garden and go off down the road. Mummy took me by the hand and I followed her us to her bedroom. `Now tell me all about your evening', mummy said as I lay down on the changing table. I told her everything, almost to the point of how many breaths I took as he was fucking me. `What a mess you've mad of your panties, two lots of cum in them'. She said getting an enema ready, cleaning my clit and pussy with baby wipes. Then came the enemas again in my sore pussy, before putting baby lotion and powder on me ready for my nightly nappy. `Do I still need to have a nappy on now that I'm a real girl'. `You are still a baby girl and Mark was just using you to satisfy himself, we are going to share you now and he wants you to stay a baby girl.' The nappy was fastened securely then the pink, nursery print, plastic baby pants were pulled up my legs. Mummy knew this aroused me as no matter how I tried I couldn't stop my little clit from getting hard, but I didn't want to be a baby girl. The bright pink wet look romper was put over my head, pulled down and buttoned between my legs, another feeling that encouraged my hard clitty. I lay there on the changing table in front of my mummy feeling just like a submissive little baby girl just wanting her to rub me between my legs. The next morning I had a phone call from Mark asking me if I'd like to use the school swimming pool in the afternoon as he'd got permission from the coach, he said there'd only be the two of us and I could wear a bikini. How could I resist? So he said he'd come round, and we could walk there together. I wore boys clothes with a pair of pretty panties underneath so as not to draw attention to us. When we arrived we were able to get in as the cleaners were working over the weekend. The big indoor pool was like glass and I couldn't wait to get in. We used the same cubicle to get changed and when I was naked his hands explored my body again making my clit very hard. I eventually managed to get my bikini on, it was a small, tight, shiny pink one, that held my hard little clit tightly to my body although the outline did show. Mark wasn't so lucky, his speedo's hardly covered his hard tool. We swam several lengths together when a voice called out to Mark, `Hi Mark, you didn't say you were going to bring your girlfriend with you, I'd have been here earlier if you had'. Oh no, I thought, it's the coach, what am I going to do, I began to panic. Mark noticed and told me not to worry and that everything's alright. We swam to the coach and as we looked up at him he recognised me instantly. `Hello Nick, your choice of swimwear is exciting', he said. `It's Niki when he's dressed', Mark corrected him. `Get out and let me have a good look at you'. I went so red it's a wonder the water didn't start boiling. I pulled myself out of the water and stood in front of the coach, very self-conscious as his eyes roamed all over my body. He turned me around and I felt his hand stroke my bikini covered bottom and I felt my clit getting harder. `I've always thought you were a sexy little kid but never thought I'd see you like this. Mark how did you two get together'. Mark told him what happened at the Swimming Gala and that I wore panties all the time. It looked as if the coach was getting a little excited. `Let's go and have a drink in my office', He suggested. He gave us both a Pepsi as we sat in front of him. `How long have you been a sissy Niki, you look so good in that bikini'. `As long as I can remember Sir'. `And you wear panties to school as well'. `Yes sir'. `Mark, let this little girl suck your cock. You want to do that don't you Niki?' I nodded and knelt on the floor in front of Mark as he released his tool from his speedos. `No not there, I want Mark to lay on the medical couch and you can lean over and take him in your mouth and Mark take your speedos off'. I began to suck Marks penis and the I felt the coaches hand feeling my bottom and slowly going between my legs, which I parted, and then started feeling my little clitty through my bikini, I was very hard. He whispered in my ear, `You're not a good little girl, you're a sexy little bitch'. He must have pulled his tracksuit bottoms down as I could feel his penis rubbing up and down against my bikini bottom. His hands held either side of my body. While his penis rubbed harder and faster up and down my crack. Here I was a young boy dressed as a girl being used by two men. The rougher he got the harder I sucked Mark and the more I tried not to cum in my bikini -- but it was no good, my little clitty exploded in my little bikini panties. It wasn't long after than Mark came in my mouth and down my throat but the coach continued to hump me. This was obviously not enough for him as he pulled my bikini panties down and must have seen I had cum in them, he scooped the cum up with his fingers and lubricated my pussy, then without warning thrust into me. The pain was bad but not as bad as last time although he was bigger, fucking me like a whore and I was beginning to enjoy it. `You fucking little bitch', he kept saying. `If I'd known you were a pervy little girl I would have been fucking you all the year, your tight little cunt is going to be filled with my cum any second now, Oh, Oh, you fucking little whore here it comes'. And it did, time and time again filling my stomach with his hot seed. Then he stopped and lay heavily on me, his penis still hard in my pussy, my face was pressed against Mark's slowly deflating phallus and the only sound was that of heavy breathing. `I've just fucked your girlfriend good, Mark, and she's taken it like a little slut', `Yeh, you owe me now'. I don't know how long we lay there but the coach finally pulled out and pulled up his track suit bottoms. As I pulled my bikini panties up, I could see the large amount of cum left after he had used it as lubrication and could feel it as we walked to the showers. While walking home I asked him if he had planned what happened this afternoon and he said he knew the coach would be there sometime but didn't have any idea that things would turn out that way. He asked me if I had enjoyed the afternoon and I asked him if this has made me a big girl. He laughed and said, `No, you are going to stay a little girl'. We went to his house on the way back so he could get changed. His parents were out (thank goodness) so Mark changed quickly and we returned home. Mummy seemed to be very pleased to see Mark again and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I was sent out again to make the tea and sandwiches. I couldn't hear what they were saying as they were speaking very quietly, which made me desperately inquisitive. When I walked in with the tray, they both stopped talking and smiled at me. `What have you been talking about?' I asked. `That's nothing to do with little girls like you', mummy replied. The look on Marks face made me very suspicious but nothing more was said until mummy commented on how well I had presented the tea and what a good little girl I was. She then went on to say that she was sure that Mark would like a fashion show this evening in my room. It seemed to me as if they'd been conspiring together and it had something to do with me, something that I would not be happy about. I knew something was going to happen but didn't know when, and they were not going to even give me a hint. After I'd cleared the tea things away, Mark and I went to my room for the fashion show mummy wanted me to put on for him. He sat on the sofa while I went into the wardrobe to find some clothes to put on. I came out in a cheerleaders costume, it was shiny with a small top above a very short skirt and matching panties, leaving my midriff bare. Dancing for a few minutes before sitting on his lap for a big kiss and feeling his penis growing beneath my bottom, I knew it was having the desired effect. `Would you like to see me in my ballerina outfit', I whispered. `Yes I think I'd like that, but hurry I don't like waiting', he said as I left laughing as I went. Returning in my ballerina attire, tights, panties and tutu, I danced around the room feeling like a real ballerina, my legs straight and my arms making elegant gestures as I spun round on my toes. It wasn't long before Mark was on his feet molesting me, his hand running down the back of my panties, between my legs then rubbing my very hard clit. He pushed me down on the sofa and pulled my tights and panties down to my knees, getting something out of his pocket he lifted my legs onto his shoulders, pulling his shorts down before lubricating my pussy. As he entered me I could still feel that I had already been used that day but there was no pain, just pleasure. The little boy/girl was submitting her body to one of the senior boys, being eagerly raped, giving no resistance and enjoying every minute. Mark used me many times in the next few weeks and he and mummy became very friendly, too friendly as I found out they were phoning each other during the day. She never stopped him doing anything he wanted with me. Sometimes it made me cry out and mummy must have heard but she never came to find out what was happening. One Friday evening mummy told me that Mark was coming for a night sleepover. I was horrified, `You can't treat me like a baby in front of him, what do you want me to wear to sleep in?' `Let's wait until later to decide on that,' she replied calmly. Mark arrived and I prepared the tea as usual and when we went to my room, apart from putting his hands all over me and up my dress we didn't have sex. I thought it would be best to wait until bedtime and he didn't make any further moves towards it. At 9 o'clock mummy came in and told us it was bedtime and I wasn't going to complain that it was a little early. We all went downstairs for a bedtime drink after which, to my horror mummy told me to go up stairs and get myself ready for her. I looked at her with disbelief, she surely wasn't going to let Mark see me dressed as a baby. `Go on,' she said, and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I ran upstairs and lay face down on her bed, knowing that I couldn't go through with it. Mummy was soon up there with me sitting on the bed trying to calm me down. `If you think a lot of Mark, you shouldn't keep secrets from him', she said, stroking her fingers through my hair. `He's not going to see me babied', I replied defiantly. `Oh, but he is. Now start taking your clothes off -- or do you want me to do it for you?' `I am not going to get undressed for you to baby me'. `Come on little one, you know you're going to enjoy it, you always do in the end'. `How many times do I have to tell you mummy, I don't want to do it!'. `Mark', mummy called. `Would you come up and give me a hand'. `Yes Susan', came the reply. `Just coming'. Mark entered the bedroom and from the look on his face I could tell he knew what was about to happen. They both began to take my clothes off holding me so I couldn't resist and when I was naked they put me on the changing table. I was still struggling so they secured my hands above my head and Mark held my ankles. `There, that wasn't so bad was it', mummy said as she ran her hands over my exposed body. I didn't reply and kept my eyes closed, wishing I wasn't there, but I was, and her hands became more intimate. I felt the baby lotion being gently rubbed between my legs and up to my rose bud and then to my little clitty. I made a half hearted attempt to get away but the damage was done. More lotion was applied and my little clitty responded no matter how I tried to control it. Next came the baby powder, gently brushed over me with a big white powder puff. Even with my eyes tightly closed I could tell what was going on, the same things that happened every night. A fabric nappy was put under my bottom and fastened tightly with pink safety pins, then the shame of plastic baby pants being pulled over my feet and slowly up my legs and the feeling of the elastic legs getting tighter the further up my legs they went until the plastic was pulled tightly over the nappy. `Doesn't she look a lovely baby girl, let's get her into her pretty girly pink shiny romper and I'll take a picture of her', she said as she gently rubbed the front of the panties. `I can feel your little clitty excited in there don't fight it, just enjoy it'. My eyes were still shut when they released my hands and put the romper over my head and pulled it down my body, fastening the two buttons between my legs. I was not being restrained and could tell several pictures were being taken of me. `You know what's next don't you baby girl. It's time for you to lay on mummies lap and suck her breasts, you'll enjoy that won't you?' `No mummy no, please don't make me, please!' `Yes dear you must, I'm sure Mark wants to see you suckling'. `No mummy, please no!' `By the feel of your panties your body is saying yes. Now open your mouth and suck mummy'. It was no good refusing, they would find a way of forcing me to do it so I did begin sucking her. Opening my eyes a little I could see Mark looking down at me with a big grin on his face. `Go on suck her harder, nibble her tits baby Niki'. I felt him feeling my clitty through my nappy and I could feel myself getting harder. When I began to suck her other nipple, Mark began to rub the front of my romper over my plastic panties and I began to suck harder. I was just about to cum when he stopped and suggested that I was put to bed, what kind of a sleepover was this? As I was taken from the bed to my cot, I saw myself in the mirror in my lush shiny pink romper and no matter how many times I wear it, the way it fits round the tops of my legs, the way it hugs my nappy, the way it makes me feel so very baby girly, the way it makes my clit ache! I wanted to cum. They lay me on the crackly sheet and then secured my hands to the rails on either side so I couldn't get the relief I needed, and I needed it so bad. This torture must have been planned carefully beforehand. A large pacifier was put into my mouth and secured with a strap around my head. Then they stood talking to me as if I was a baby, which was very humiliating and degrading especially dressed the way I was. They finally went downstairs leaving me trying to hump my nappy, with little success. It didn't matter how I tried I couldn't get the feeling I needed. Looking at myself in my shiny pink romper kept me on the edge but satisfaction was beyond my grasp. Laying there wondering what they were doing and what was going to happen next. My mind was in overdrive but the time was going painfully slowly. At last I heard them coming up the stairs and my heart began to beat faster. The door opened and they came in, I think they must have been drinking alcohol as they were both laughing and giggling. As soon as they had entered Mark started taking off mummy's dress leaving her in her bra and panties then took all his clothes off, standing naked in front of her. They were still giggling like children as Mark pushed her onto the bed. I wanted to ask what was going on but my pacifier wouldn't let me. He tied her hands to the head rails with stockings and she lay there wriggling and laughing as he pulled her panties down. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and didn't know what to think, although my little clitty found it very exciting and I was still humping my nappy. `Hey Susan', he said loudly, `Look your little sissy baby is humping her nappy, she wants to see her mummy being abused by her boyfriend, so I better not disappoint her'. With that he knelt astride mummy's body and moved up to her face his, penis rubbing over her lips. She turned her face away but he turned it back again forcing it into her mouth, she had turned red and looked very flustered but apart from kicking her feet on the bed there was nothing more she could do. His knees were now either side of her head and his penis sliding deeply in and out of her face. I'm ashamed to admit it but seeing mummy being used in this way, seemingly now against her will, was exciting and I knew I'd soon be able to cum. He then took it out of her mouth and moved down her body, kissing and nibbling her small firm breasts that I suck every evening, before starting to prepare her pussy for his penis. `No Mark!' she shouted, `You mustn't'. `It's what you want Sue and what your sissy baby wants by the look of it'. `No, No, please Mark No', but it was too late he was inside her. She began writhing and struggling to try and stop him but he was too strong for her and it seemed to please him to be taking her against her will. I was watching mummy being raped, something she had wanted but had now changed her mind. Her legs kicked franticly as he fucked her harder. `Struggle as much as you like, you asked for it and now your getting it'. This was too much for me, I came and came and came again in my nappy, falling back hot and spent. I lay there gazing at the ceiling. Laying there for a few minutes I began to feel embarrassed being dressed as I was and being called a sissy baby by my boyfriend who had watched me humping. I was now feeling wretched. `She's cum Sue, she's cum! That's because I was abusing you, your sissy baby came without using her hands. You sexy little baby, you like me raping your mummy don't you, you like seeing your mummy struggling and trying to stop me fucking her. Come on baby keep watching you might cum again'. Mummy had stopped struggling, but didn't answer him and after a few minutes I saw her body start to move to meet his as he thrust into her. A few more minutes I heard her whisper, `Don't stop Mark, please don't stop'. It looked like she'd dressed me up and treated me like a baby in front of mark just so she could have sex with him -- and supposing he tells the coach, I'd never live it down. As it was the coach put his hands all over me every opportunity he had and kept a girls swimming costume in his office for me. What humiliation would I have to endure if any of this got out. I had stopped watching them and was deep in thought when they finally finished their copulation. It wasn't long before Mark was standing beside my cot taunting me but I kept my eyes shut and tried to ignore him. He rubbed the crutch of my pink shiny romper, unfastened my wrists, undid my pacifier and told me to enjoy myself but I was in no mood for that. When I woke up in the morning I could hear mummy in the shower and Mark was still asleep. I had got over my big downer of last night and had my early morning arousal felt good. Then the thought of going down to breakfast dressed the way I was put me into a near panic. Mummy came in wrapped in a towel and Mark took her place in the shower. `I can't go down dressed like this mummy'. `Of course not dear, I'll take your romper off when I'm dressed'. After dressing she helped me out of my cot, I saw myself in the mirror, my pink shiny romper, a rush came over me and my little clittie felt like it was going to burst. Mummy put her arm round me holding me to her body, then slowly ran her hand down the front of my romper until they reached the two buttons between my legs the feeling of her unfastening them was exquisite. There was a tinge of disappointment when the romper was pulled off over my head, now I was left standing in just my nursery print plastic panties over my well used nappy. `What am I going to wear today?' `You could wear your little green pleated skirt, or tight black shiny leggings, or what about a pair of jeans'. She said laughing. `I'll wear the skirt'. `Come downstairs now and I'll change you after breakfast'. I was just about to plead with her to change me now when Mark came in with a towel around his waist. Begging mummy to change me in front of him would be just as embarrassing as going downstairs as I was. He grinned at me as mummy and I left the room and I could have slapped his face. Sitting around the table at breakfast Mark started to taunt me saying how cute I looked in my nursery print plastic panties. I was trying to think of a sharp reply when mummy told him to behave himself. I think mummy regretted what she had done the previous night as when Mark mentioned it she said she shouldn't have let him do what he did and it will not happen again. `But you enjoyed it', said Mark. `Yes but I had too much to drink and you took advantage of me, I'm old enough to be your mother'. When she took me upstairs to change me she told Mark to stay where he was until we came back again. Mummy bathed and dressed me in my little green pleated midthigh skirt, white blouse, white socks and matching shiny white bra and panties, then did my hair and makeup. Standing in front of the mirror I felt good. By the time we came downstairs Mark looked fed up with waiting. `I better go now', he said. `But if you want to go to the school pool this afternoon, I'll come round at about three. Why not come dressed as you are?' `As long as her clothes don't get spoilt', mummy said knowingly. It didn't look as if I had any say in the matter, but I did want to go, and I did want to go in the clothes I was wearing. Mummy and I went to the Mall for a coffee and something to eat but nothing was mentioned about the previous evening.