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Jenny Handly, a smartly dressed middle aged woman, stood beside a large version of a baby's cradle. It was covered in deep white satin frills and big ribbon bows and at the head was a lovely canopy made from pretty women's panties. As Jenny gently rocked it the young adult male lying inside gurgled happily on a deep bed of more silky panties. He was dressed in a short satin baby dress, white with big, pink polka dots, over a mass of soft flouncy white petticoats. White satin booties, mittens and frilly baby bonnet, all tied with a big pink bow completed the adorable picture. His legs were held wide apart by wide satin ribbons fixed at the bottom corners of the cradle which were tied round his booties at the ankles with big satin bows. The shortness of the baby dress ensured his plastic baby panties, white and printed all over with little pink flowers, was pulled snugly over a thick diaper, were on full view. The cradle had long legs so Mrs Handly hardly had to bend down to fuss with the bows and frills of his bonnet, or flounce out the hem of his baby dress, or gently stroke his baby Panties. They also made lifting the big baby out of his cradle much easier for ladies wanting to hold the sweet angel in their arms. ' Oo da pwetty ickel babykins den' Jenny cooed, kissing his smooth pink cheeks as he lay on several huge pillows with more ladies panties sewn all over them. Looking up at the lady with a sweet baby smile and happy little gurgling sounds he jerked his mittens and booties with excitement. David recognised Jenny, his aunt, who ten years ago had unwittingly begun the process of infantilising him. ....................................................................................... David was once a normal boy. He was clever, charming and popular, though perhaps with a too trusting nature and lacking in normal male aggression. He was happy and secure until, at the age of 12, when a tragic thing happened; both his parents died in a terrible car crash. The death of his mother in particular shattered the boy who was her only child. Fortunately there was Jenny, his mother's sister, who was very fond of David. She gladly took the orphan boy into her house and devoted herself to his care. Jenny was recently divorced and having no children she was lonely. Having a pretty young boy in her house was delightful and she devoted herself to making David happy again. It wasn't easy because the lad missed his mother so very much. His aunt often found him sobbing in his room and it was a very distressing site. She finally decided on a plan, a foolhardy one perhaps; she would replace herself as his mother! She would smother him in so much maternal love that it would overwhelm all his grief. The next night, dressed in her silky bedtime lingerie, she went to his bedroom door, listened, and heard his helpless sobbing again. Without knocking Mrs Handly entered her nephew's room, lifted him in her arms and carried him into her own large, warm, comfortable bed. 'I am your mummy now David. I have sooo much love to give you my darling boy,' she said softly and holding him in her arms began showering kiss after kiss on his wet cheeks and even full on his trembling lips. 'Why should we both sleep alone in my house darling? We will cuddle together like a baby boy and his mummy every night.' Jenny had advanced ideas on sexual matters and firmly believed boys, (and men too for that matter), should pleasure themselves freely without shame whenever they wanted to. And why should David do it furtively alone, (as she knew he did a great deal), when his aunt adored seeing males wank, even more, doing it for them. In future, whenever he felt the urge to masturbate he was instructed to ask nicely saying, 'Aunty, please give me a lovely wank'. Jenny was never slow to oblige. There was only one condition. Once in her bed she would only rub his cock with a pair of her panties placed over it to catch his spurting cream. Jenny did not want her freshly laundered silk sheets stained with spunk. Jennys next idea was to put him in a pair of extra large babyish plastic panties, elasticated at the legs, over a pair of her very feminine silk ones, 'So I can make you spurt whenever I like and none of your spunk will stain my sheets or the furniture'. David was not keen on plastic pants; 'like some baby' he objected. David was a very compliant boy however and quite unable to say 'no' to any female. He soon got used to the plastic panties. Mrs Handly could lie on top of him in bed and wriggle over his erect penis until he spurted and never get her lingerie soiled with a single drop of his creamy sex liquid. Soon she dressed him like that all day at weekends so that she could gently fondle him and bring him off whenever he asked for it, or she got the urge to milk him herself; while they watched a naughty film together at home, or sometimes, secretly in a crowded cinema. Jenny happily kissed and petted and masturbated her 'darling boy' a thousand times over the very happy years they spent together. These intense sexual experiences with a wonderful older woman, (the same age as his mother would have been), during his formative teenage years did have serious consequences however. David never got excited by the idea of normal sex. Even the prettiest girls of his own age had to be content with masturbating him, and most refused point blank to give him a 'nice pantywank' in a dark cinema dressed in plastic panties over his aunt's silk ones. Girls of his own age he decided were just boring! When he reached the age of 18 and had not fucked a single girl, Jenny became concerned. Perhaps she should cut down the frequency of her hand jobs. Perhaps he should even leave her house, go out into the real world and learn the grown up facts of life. This decision was made easier for her by a torrid affair she was having with her gardener, a great big, hairy man David loathed. He was around far too much. The boy was only getting 2 or 3 nights a week in Mrs Handly's bed. David had now inherited the fortune from his parents and Jenny found a luxury apartment for him. She furnished it beautifully in her own feminine tastes and put gorgeous flowers in every room. On the day he moved in they drank Champagne and went to bed early; she had chosen one just like her own; large and luxurious, with cool silk sheets, huge soft pillows and a duvet of a lovely flower design. She had filled a drawer of his pretty dressing table with masses of delicate panties and an extra wardrobe with beautiful negligees, peignoirs and teddies in silk and sheer nylon. She thought this would make him think of her when he wore or wanked over them. David accepted it meekly when she dressed him in 3 pairs of her panties under his spunk-proof baby pants, and 3 pairs over them. Then came a pink satin slip and a lovely white see-through nylon peignoir trimmed with pink lace. She put a pile of more panties into the bed 'to make it more lovely for you darling'. All of this did make David feel deliciously soft and dainty and feminine; and clearly very eager to be milked. Jenny loved seeing and feeling him as a lovely young girl. He would grow out of it of course, as soon as the right woman came along. Aunt Jenny gathered him tightly to her ample bosom, smothered him with kisses and toyed with his throbbing cock bulge all night. This time it was not only plastic panties that kept the sheets clean of spunk stains but also her cock- sucking lips. For the first time she released his hard cock out from its prison of panties and got to work with her lips and expert tongue until he eeejac-jac-JAC- JACULATED down her throat. Lying, panting in her arms David called her 'Mummy' for the first time. From now on every woman in David's life would be his 'Mummy'. ........................................................................................................ David was rich enough to lead a life of leisure, indulging his unusual tastes for maternal women, but he had a strong desire to do something important in the world. He studied hard, took an excellent degree and joined the Civil Service, with a view to a political career in due course. His superiors agreed that the clever new boy would certainly go far. Wearing his aunt's lingerie every evening was a reminder of those happy days and inevitably he began to embrace full transvestism. He had his hair styled in soft blonde curls and bought lovely feminine dresses, blouses stockings and high heels. When Jenny came over to see the transformation she squealed with delight. 'If only I'd known you wanted to be a tranny darling!' David was a joy to dress and Jenny taught him so many feminine things; dainty movements, limp wrists, girlish ways of speech-everything! Once she arrived with a little girl's party frock for him with masses of wide swishy petticoats. David looked absolutely adorable as he swished about admiring the lovely little girl he saw in all the mirrors of his apartment. Jenny lifted up his frock and petties and saw the lovely panties she had put him in were sticking out stiffly with his very hard cock already making his silk panties wet. 'Is there anything little Davina would like to ask aunty Jenny?' she asked him. 'Please give me a wank aunty' he said urgently. David was mostly alone however and had begun shedding tears over his lost mother again. Sadly Jenny and her lover got married and moved away. He longed for another sexual motherly Female to take him in her arms again. Then he met a woman at a Hampstead party. Something about her stern looks and imperious manner struck him forcefully. She spent the whole evening standing in a corner looking at the men, studying how they moved and particularly how they interacted with women. All but one of them was too loud and conceited and when any of them approached to 'chat her up' she quietly said. 'Fuck off.' The one promising male was far too timid to try. A young girl told her his name, adding; 'He's a dish alright! A bit dull though, too shy to be any fun.' The girl spoke evidently from experience. 'Depends on your idea of fun darling' the older woman replied. She strode over to David and interrupted his conversation with a small mousy woman. 'Look at me for a moment David,' she said firmly. He did so and her large dark eyes flashed and fixed on his. It was a look that somehow overpowered his gentle nature. He was far too weak to resist a female look like that. After a whole minute the amazing Woman turned up the intensity for a few seconds. It was like a physical blow and the poor weakling responded, pleasingly, with a shudder and an audible little moan. His knees had turned to water and he had to steady himself. At last, satisfied, her eyes released him. 'My name is Jessica Mountwell' she said coldly. You belong to me now. Be at this resteraunt tomorrow at 7.' She handed him a card and walked off in her tight skirt and impossibly high heels. .......................................................................... At the dinner she let him talk nervously about himself and then said, 'Tell me about your mother David. That was so sad.' Within seconds tears were running down his cheeks. 'You loved her very much didn't you?' 'Mummy was everything to me' he sobbed quietly. 'She must have been very tender and loving when you were a babe in arms. But of course we can never really remember those lovely experiences can we? ' Oh, how I wish.... I could Miss' he sobbed. She told him it was disrespectful for males to address her by name. 'You know dear, deep down, all the experiences of your mummy's beautifully tender mothering of you as a little baby are stored in your little male brain.' 'B but ... I can't remember them Miss.' 'I don't mean just 'remembering' them you idiot. You could live again the infant pleasure of being on your mummy's lap as she holds you tight and softly kisses your cheeks. Re-live all those many many kisses and hugs and babytalk endearments...and her breast feeding as well'. The insolent boy looked sceptical 'How she took out a milk filled breast from her blouse and her bra and gently guided your baby lips onto the juicy red nipple and you sucked, and sucked and sucked and the warm sweet milk poured into your pretty baby mouth. That is baby heaven! I could make you experience all that again.' ' Oh, could you Miss?' The young man asked weakly as tears ran down his cheeks. The people at the next table were listening to every word. 'You would live again those wonderful baby feelings as an adult. And of course your cock would get very hard, almost painfully hard, and you would ejaculate with intense pleasure. It's your deep mother love that would be spurting out. I will make all this happen again for you David.' ' C-can you Miss? Can I really feel like a baby again?' 'I did not say feel like, I said BE a baby Do you doubt me boy?' she snapped. 'Oh no Miss, never... never.' Look at my eyes David and concentrate on them.' He did so... and it happened again... the submissiveness, the trembling, the fear. He began moaning and felt overwhelmed by a delicious weakness. Then came the extra 'something' in her eyes again for a few seconds. His body jerked and he gasped and began shaking. 'Ohhhh.... oooooh mmnng nnnng my Mummmyyyy ' She was satisfied. 'I'm releasing you now. Look down. Take some deep breaths... good boy... ' The whole restaurant was staring at them, and Jessica made sure they heard every word. She had been taking a video of all this on her phone ( several women were doing the same)and while he slowly recovered she tapped out a message and sent it all to her women friends. Then she paid the bill and they stood up, but not to leave just yet. 'Come here and stand close to me.' She ordered, opening her diamante hand bag. She took out a flimsy pair of pink panties and shook them out. 'These are mine. But I'm giving them to you now; aren't they pretty? A woman has put you in panties before hasn't she, I can always tell.' She held them close to David's face as he gave a little gasp. 'My aunty did... all the time I was growing up'... he confessed. 'A splendid woman; she has prepared you for me. Kiss them weakling, kiss my pretty panties like a perverted, submissive weakling.' She pressed them onto his face, over his cheeks and nose and lips. The restaurant was dead silent. Then a woman giggled. All the diners and waiters watched as the young man pressed his lips over the thin, delicate panties. The Dominatrix pushed the gusset into his eager mouth with two fingers. 'Suck them pantyboy, suck mummy's pretty panties. Suck them here, where they press against my pussy.' She pushed the gusset deeper into his mouth and he gagged a little. 'nnngggggggg nnnnggggaaah', greedily taking in all the soft silky girlishness and soaking it with dribble. 'Nnnnnnnggg nnnnnnggg nnnnnnggg!' Some of the male diners were becoming very uncomfortable and looked at the maitre de standing just yards away, expecting him to do something. But he did nothing. He was even smiling. Monsieur Vellore knew Jessica Mountwell . That's why she chose this restaurant. Monsieur never missed the Boys will be Girls parties Jessica held, where pretty sissy boys sucked his enormous cock. Miss Mountwell allowed David to suck noisily on her panty covered fingers a little longer and then pulled them away. He almost began to cry again. 'Now, these must go where pretty panties really belong' she said, bending down to stretch out the waist elastic towards his feet. 'Get into my panties weakling' she said. He hesitated for a second looking up at the gawping crowd of diners. 'NOW you fool!' she said sharply. He immediately lifted one black shod foot and inserted it daintily through the open panty waist and then through one lace edged panty leg and back to the ground. 'Good boy, now the other... that's it... clever pervert... now up we go, oooh yes...that feels nice doesn't it? You are going to be so easy. Say 'thank you mummy.' 'Mmmmmnng th-thank mmmmnnnnnng thank you mm-mummy' She slid them slowly up his smart black trousers. Half way up she stopped for a moment, then pulled them right down, and slowly up again. She did this three times. 'A pervert's first pantying in public should be slow and thorough'. She said, noting with satisfaction that the fly of his trousers was pressing outwards in a very clear cock bulge. David moaned louder. He looked round the restaurant at the silent diners and saw all the women were filming the scene on their phones. Many of the women were clearly full of admiration of the Woman's power. Some of the men too, the others just looked... fearful. It was almost religious. 'Up we go...all the way...here we are pantywaist.' She grabbed the waistband firmly and tugged the panties up tight. Then she smoothed her hands all over them front and back, smoothing everywhere. Mostly her fingers fluttered over the straining bulge of his obvious excitement. 'Let me see pantywaist, make a few twirls. That's right; Let all the ladies see my panties fitting you nicely...' One of the female diners started clapping and more joined in and there was soon cheering and whoops of appreciation. Taking his hand in hers Jessica gave a little bow to the room and without even being told David attempted a curtsey. That would certainly have to be worked on later but it was met with more clapping and cheering from every corner. 'You're coming home with me pantyboy said Jessica, still holding his hand. You need to feel those real baby feelings I promised.' ................................................................................................................ Though some of her best results were with older men who had annoyed her in some way, Jessica always preferred pretty young men to work on. David was her ideal subject because he was not only pretty but had been so well prepared by his aunt. And he had money too, lots of it. It would finance the considerable expenses of her most comprehensive infantilising treatment. Men who were taken through this never came back. A considerable amount was needed for Medical and Psychology services, a huge amount of a superior viagre type drug, the use of a very famous fashion house with a discreet adult baby department and professional advice from other Dominatrixes who change men into babies all over the world. Jessica moved into David's apartment, took over the ownership and indeed all his money and got to work. Six months later, now Baby Sexless, he was deep into adult babyhood. The wardrobe of lovely baby dresses, bonnets and booties, the waterproof baby pants and diapers were all he ever wore. His adult speech was going, replaced with baby gurgling. His legs were very weak and soon he would not be able to walk. All his human contact was with Jessica and her friends. They dressed him, kissed and petted him, fed him from his baby bottle, (containing a very special milk) and masturbated him; everything to infantilise the weakling more and more. It was time Sexless was taken to a beautiful house in the country where Lady Sissingham, mother of a very weak adult baby step-son, held outrageous Big Baby Parties. Jessica put Sexless in the boot of her Daimler, wriggling happily among a mass of lingerie and soft baby toys, and drove for over an hour to reach her Ladyship's house in it's own extensive estate. It was like entering a wonderful fantasy land of women like herself, with their beautifully dressed victims. A dozen or so Women had infantilised husbands, sons-in-law, former bosses and ex-boyfriends who had foolishly tried to 'dump' them. Three 'normal' men largely kept in the background, drinking whisky and talking business. The baby men, were at various stages of development. Some, like David, were well advanced. Some had only been babies for a few weeks and still wore an expression of fear and bewilderment. One of them, Gwendolyn, held by his mother-in-law in a pink baby harness, was still trying to resist his fate. The forty year old kept spitting out his dummy and had to be slapped hard several times on the back of his legs. Lady Sissingham gave his mummy-in law one of a dozen prepared plastic baby bottle of special milk which she squirted down his throat. A few minutes later little Baby Susan was an absolute darling. Several women had changed into baby-nursing outfits with rubber or plastic aprons, wispy nylon lingerie with spiky high-heels, or 'little girl' dresses and petticoats. In the huge lounge a dozen lovely cradles, in pink or white satin, were arranged in a circle and the adult babies lifted into them to be admired by all the women. For over an hour they were fussed over, petted and kissed mercilessly by each Mummy going round the circle again and again. The sounds of excited female squeals and baby talk and happy baby gurgling filled the entire room. Sexless proved one of the favourites. He was so adorably pretty and and babyish, kicking out his little booties and jerking out his little mittened hands so sweetly as each new Lady came to pet him and smother him with kisses. Lady Sissingham's step-son Susan, a lovely blond eighteen year old, was beautifully dressed and fully compliant but looked a little sad. When the three business men, after having a word with his step-mother, came and lifted Susan out of his cradle he began to cry. The baby crying only got louder as they carried him up the broad stairway. They re-appeared an hour later and poor Susan's pretty face was white and wet with tears. The men retuned him to Lady Sissingham who gently rocked her baby in her arms. Jessica heard her saying, 'There there Susykins. You know I had to do this to you because your mother stole my husband from me.' After the 'normal 'men had restored themselves with more whisky they approached Jessica and asked if they might take her lovely baby upstairs for a while. She smiled and replied, 'I'm afraid not gentlemen. We all know what you guys do to our big babies up there,' she said laughing. I would let you have him gladly but he's a virgin you see and a very rich American has paid me a great deal to let him deflower the fool'. The men looked disappointed. 'Sexless will happily suck your cocks though gentlemen, for just 50 pounds each', later that evening they took full advantage of the offer. It was time for a lovely 'falling in love' session. Pairs of babies were put together face to face in one cradle, their mothers standing on each side. Jessica was delighted when Lady Sissingham chose Sexless to go with Susan. Sexless was now in a white satin baby dress and Susan in a wide pink broderie anglee number, As soon as David was lifted into Susan's lovely cradle and the two arranged to face each other they looked deep into each other's eyes and it was amusing to see a few tears flowing. With skirts lifted high plastic pants and diapers were removed so that their naked 'poppets' were kissing nicely. Jessica and Her Ladyship smiled at one another when both quickly reached a thumping full erection, equal at about 6 inches. Next the women dressed the lovebirds in a double version of extra thick and absorbent diaper with large openings for two legs to go in each. That snugly in place a big, pink double plastic panty was stretched open and one foot of each baby pushed through the waistband and into each leg opening in turn. The women giggled as they took the waistband and tugged the panty slowly up over the double diaper and past it, tightly round their slim waists so no drop of baby liquid could escape. Now their two pretty satin bonnets were replaced with one wide- brimmed double one. Fastened in one big bow with wide satin ribbons so as to keep the weaklings' lips pressed lovingly together in an endless kisssssss kisssss kiiiiiiissssssss. 'Isn't it adorable to see the precious darlings hugging and kissing,' cooed her Ladyship' 'Oh yes, enforced Babies get such comfort from holding each other tight don't they.' Said Jessica, smoothing her hands all over the baby panty. But she knew not to stimulate the perverts too much just now All the poor babies had been fed for hours with so much 'special milk' from baby bottles that they were straining hard to keep their bursting bladders 'held in'. It was tremendous fun though to keep the trussed-up weaklings rigid with straining and making (muffled by their kissing lips), hilarious high pitched 'Ooooh ooooh ooooooh noises. Jessica and Lady Sissingham made the desperate weaklings endure another agonising 5 minutes of this and finally, with a laughing nod to each other they said in unison, 'Let it go .....................NOW!!! A muffled 'Aaaaaaaagaaaa, nnnnnnngggggh ga gaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrhhh' sound came from Susan and David as they felt the ecstasy of relief and each cockette gushing its hot torrent over the other's made it doubly delicious and excitingly naughty. 'Aaaaaaaaaaaaah aaaah aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhnnnngggggg' the babies gasped again. Their mummies, bending very close to their double diapers could hear the torrent of wetness pouring out, on and on and on. 'How the little scamps are enjoying it', laughed her Ladyship.' 'Yes indeed' agreed Jessica. You know I detect the beginning of a lovely weakling love affair!' 'So do I Jessica darling, How amusing that will be.' They each had their ears pressed against the double plastic panties as the gushing seemed to go on and on for minutes. Their cheeks touched and neither moved away. The gushing, soaking sound faded away as the flow became a trickle and then stopped. The mothers felt the satisfying warm heaviness of the drenched double diaper in their cool fingers, Oohing and Aahing with maternal pleasure and pride. The women took turns to press a finger gently on the panty front to feel the two cocks, quickly grow stiff and then hard as rock together Without being ordered to Susan and Sexless began sliding and slithering and humping and wriggling their cocks frantically together in the slushy warm wetness. Jessica pressed a hand as far as she could down the panty waistband into the drenched diaper to feel the baby cocks, slithering together while Lady Sissingham concentrated on kiss-kiss-kissing their flushed baby cheeks' 'aaaah nnnnng MMMNNNGGGAAAH.' The babymen moaned 'Yes, I can feel it Your Ladyship, they are both.....yes about to.... yes... YES! they're spurting together, Look!' Her Ladyship looked intently as spurt after spurt ss-ss-SO-SOAKED the double diaper with spunk. Similar scenes occurred at all the cradles and the sound of babies groooannninggg and women sqeeeaaallingggg filled the room. Jessica and Lady Sissingham fell into each others' arms, pressed their lips together and then scampered up the stares. The others gathered at the bar to drink Martinis and gossip about other infantilised men, while their weakling husbands and son's in law held each other and shed baby tears and whispered little endearments of baby love. ................................................................................................................. It was a special day when Jessica found a wonderful agency on the 'dark web'. It was called 'Mother's Milk for Baby Men' and they did indeed provided real wet-nurses for adult babies. Women who had recently given birth would come to the homes of Women who were infantilising a male and suckle him with real milk from her breast. As the blurb said, 'No experience makes an adult male more infantile than pressing his face into a mound of soft, warm mammary flesh, finding the dark succulent, juicy nipple and sucking down the delicious milk.' One of the wet-nurses became very fond of David and Jessica always asked for her if she was available. This was Mildred Haltwhistle a jolly, plump women who had 6 of her own children and so was a very experienced breast feeder. Mildred felt a genuine affection for many of the adult babies she dealt with and even, for a few of them, experienced the surge of mother love that comes over some very maternal women when her baby is sucking greedily at her breast. Her maternal feeling for David was very strong indeed, stemming from when she heard how the poor darling lost his real mother and was inconsolable for so long. And then also he was so pretty and feminine and so ripe for really deep infancy. It was touching to see him start to gurgle and splutter with excitement when nurse Mildred appeared at his high cradle, dressed in an old fashioned nurse uniform with starched white apron and little white cap. She beamed with pleasure, leaning over to kiss his soft cheeks and babble coochy-coo babytalk at him. For an additional fee the 'Mother's Milk for Baby Men' wet-nurses would provide a Baby Milking service, masturbating the big baby while he suckled at her breast. It was unthinkable for Mildred not to give her favourite darling a lovely wank free of charge. It was another way of expressing the mother-child bond that had grown between them. Mildreds highly developed masturbation technique, once experienced by any male was never forgotten. Mildred was never content with a merely rubbing of the outside of baby's panties and diaper till he jerked out his load. She pushed a cool hand down inside his diaper, gently grasped his usually fully engorged cockett and very gently ran a finger nail just under the rim of his helmet. David's sucking down of her warm milk got faster and noisier. When he had drained that breast she moved him gently over to the other and he immediately latched onto that stiff dark nipple. The very talented wet-nurse continued her delicate finger work stopping to just squeeze the helmet to stop him cuming too soon. She knew exactly how to keep any male thrillingly on the verge of exploding with jism for as long as she wanted to and Sexless was sucking and sucking at the big chewy nipple of her huge soft titty, moooaooningggg and gulping and spluttering in prolonged baby pleeeeaaaasuuuuuurrrrre...... The second titty was empty of all its sweet warm milk now and it was time to bring baby off. Moving down the hard throbbing cock she just had to tap- tap gently on each of his little plumbs and the groaning, jerking baby suddenlyexploded. Spuuuurt after spuuuurrrt of hot spunk poooouuurrred from the eye of his penis to splash all over Mildred's fingers as she gently squeezed and kept him eeeeee-jackkkk-jaaaaakkk-jackuuuulattinnnnnggggg on and on and oooooonnnnngggg. When baby was finally spent and lay gasping Mildred kissed his cheeks and lips and said softly, 'Was dat nice for my ickel babykins? Oo did spurt sooooo much woverly sticky spunkies'. Jessica always 'live streamed' these occasions by phone to all her lady friends. They were rather popular. With David's money Jessica could have used a wet-nurse every few days but it was better to make him wait until Mildred was available again. When her milk stopped coming, (she would certainly be available after her next child was born) other lovely nursing ladies were available and Mildred had called many of them to her own house for a party to demonstrate her wanking method using her husband. He even agreed, under duress. to be baby dressed and diapered for the occasion. Rumour has it that he enjoyed it all rather more than he was supposed to. The deeply infantaising effect of these wet-nurse sessions was clear to see, and they were permanent. David was sinking into a perfect, brainless babyhood and Jessica felt huge pride at what she had achieved. ......................................................................................................... Jessica had a pretty niece Mandy. She was just sixteen when she found her aunt's phone and saw examples of her degrading infantilising of poor weak men. She was thrilled. Mandy was already tired of arrogant, sexist males and pretty, weak, helpless adult babies in lovely baby dresses were much more to her taste. ' Oh aunt, do let me meet some of your lovely boys. I really want to hold darling Sexless in my arms. He's adorable.' 'On your eighteenth birthday darling. All things come to girls who wait.' said Jessica. Two years later Mandy was working in her aunt's business, Baby Men, three evenings a week. She and Jessica were on the white plastic covered sofa with baby Sexless between them. His little feet are in Jessica's lap while she changes his white satin booties for darling little pink woollen booties threaded at the ankles with white satin ribbons tied into bows. A lady from America knitted them especially for Sexless; she fell in love with the 'baby darling' while watching him being breast fed on Jessica's website. Now his pretty head was in Mandy's lap deep in a pile of silky and nylon panties, and she was gently rubbing them over his cheeks and lips so he could be saturated in femininity. 'Girlish feelings greatly increase baby ones', was the dictum of Baby Men. They had dressed him in a new baby dress made form a dozen layers of see-through white nylon all trimmed at the hem with a 3 inch frill, and pink silk bows everywhere. Put into matching booties. Mittens and bonnet he had immediately cum in his diaper. Mandy was wearing lovely little girl party frock in pink gingham. Jessica approved very much. She had a few little-girl frocks herself for playing soppy girlie games with new clients. They come to me to be dressed as 'six year old' sissies in flouncy party frocks; little do the fools know how much younger they will be when I've finished with them.' she said once said with a laugh. Jessica was streaming this evenings baby training live with her phone to her 'Enforced Adult Babies' group of ladies. They were confidant of another deliciously exciting baby petting session, well worth the thousand pound annual subscription. One new group members was a lady who had known Sexless very well when he was a boy, his Aunty Jenny. Jessica had found this lady when perusing some of David's old diaries and sent a link to her website Men Babies. There were many videos featuring one particularly infantile young man who Jessica assured her was her nephew David. Eventually Jenny did recognise him. She was deeply shocked to see what these cruel women had done to her lovely normal nephew and horrified to think she might have begun his sad decline. She had dressed other boys in her lingerie, and masturbated them relentlessly, but they were now married men with children! Well, except for the very camp Drag Queen in Dallas. Over the phone Jessica had assured her that as a baby David was giving enormous pleasure to many Women and having a blissful life himself too. How could that be a bad thing? Jenny had to agree that the gurgling young man certainly looked very happy, perhaps because the women fussing over the baby-man seemed able to give him twice as many orgasms as she had ever managed. One day, perhaps soon, she would go and see him and hold the darling boy in her arms. Sexless wriggled and bounced on the plastic sofa enjoying the feminine rustling sounds as his new dress swished over his smooth legs and the girlie panties covering his plastic ones over his thick absorbent diaper. Mandy and Jessica were fond of a particular baby game, they sat him up and then each took an arm and stood him up on the deep pile rug. He was as unsteady as any little baby would be but perhaps today he might stand on his own and even take a few baby steps! Beaming with pleasure the women prepared to let go of his arms. 'I wonder if little babykins will walk today darling' said Jessica. 'I think he might aunty. He is two now isn't he,' ' Lets try then shall we?' They both let go together and a moment later burst out laughing. The baby weakling tried so hard to stand but after about a second he flopped down on his bottom, It was all so hilarious. Mandy found it touching too. She loved little Sexless and she loved him more as he slipped slowly into deeper and more helpless babyhood. 'Never mind ickel diddums, I'm sure babykins will walk one day,' she said. 'Oo juss need a nice bouncy-bounce in da woverly panty bag what make ow ickel legy-legs stwong.' Sexless began to cry; by now his very frequent baby crying and continuous baby gurgling sounds were very like the real thing. Still laughing Mandy and her aunt gathered little Sexless up and carried him over to a contraption Jessica had ordered online from Baby-Toys-for-Men.com. Fixed to the top of a doorway were two strong pink elastic straps fixed about 3 feet down to the opening of a large, pink rubber bag lined with white satin and forming a sort of panty, with a wide waist opening for baby to be dropped into. As his feet were guided through elasticated leg openings he was let gently down until his baby bottom was encased snugly by the rubber panty bag with his new booties dangling sweetly just 2 or 3 inches from a thick white fur rug. Jessica took hold of him and pulled down until his feet were on the rug and a little more to bend his knees. Then she let go and the elastic straps sent him springing up and his weight brought him down again and his legs pushed him up again and the helpless manbaby bounced delightfully up and down laughing with baby pleasure. The scene was doubly amusing for the women who knew it had no effect whatever at strengthening his legs enough to stand up, let alone walk. After a few minutes Sexless began to cry and they got him out of the pantybag, and put him in his cradle. Jessica had fun slapping his face and legs and then Mandy was allowed to comfort her darling baby, starting with a long moaning kiss on his puckered lips. Normal boys always became strong and assertive when she kissed them, but she much preferred Sexless just becoming even weaker and more helpless, except for their cocks getting big and very hard. She moved a hand up his dress to stroke the front of his panties. These were a pretty pair of her own panties in fact, made of soft pink nylon edged with lace frills. She had removed them from under her gingham skirt to slip them over his plastic baby panties, (white with pink flowers). Mandy reached a hand down underneath his diaper, stretching it out as Jessica put her phone where her ladies could see Mandy gently grasping his penis and lifting it free from the diaper so the helmet could be placed against his tummy. Now the hot stiffening cock was free to grow and get harder and harder as his infantile feelings became overwhelming. He gave more little moans of pleasure and kicked out his sweet woollen booties. Jessica brought her phone closer as Mandy began slithering her nylon panties over her uncle's plastic baby ones, tugging them, pulling out the waist elastic and thoroughly pantifying the helpless male. He moaned with brainless pleasure and, even covered with thick diaper Mandy could feel his big cock sticking up freely now, blood pumping urgently into it, making it hard as rock. Jessica lifted his baby dress and petties right out of the way and moved the phone even closer. She too gently pressed her free hand over the panties and felt the fully erect cock herself. Now two female hands were patting and stroking and baby was groaning and jerking up his bottom. 'Do not cum yet Sexless! Shouted Jessica 'You will spurt when I say so!' He went rigid trying desperately to calm himself down. He tried to think of something male and boring but he just couldn't. After a few moments Jessica resumed petting his panties where his stiff cock bulge throbbed visibly and Mandy started kissing and kissing his cheeks and lips. Then she opened her little girl dress and lifted a breast out of her bra and pressed it over his face. Baby Sexless started to jerk himself violently up and down and cry out, 'Aaah AAAAAH!' 'DO NOT CUM!' shouted Jessica. He stiffened again but it was useless Of course he did ejac-jac-JACK-JACK JAAAAAACKKKKULATTTTTTEEE in a torrent of hot spunk. Mandy quickly reached a hand to feel his cock under the diaper ssspur-spur-SPUR-SPURTING too, pumping and jerking, and they looked at each other grinning broadly. And the phone was so close the ladies viewers were sure they could see the baby young man having a long, wet sticky orgasm into his diaper. Some of them had been rubbing between their legs, faster and faster for several minutes too and could be heard moaning in ecstasy. One of these was David's aunty Jenny who had a blissful cum as she watched baby jerking and kicking out his legs until he was spent and fell back exhausted. He had to be punished for deliberate disobedience of course. Jessica slapped his face hard several times while Mandy took the phone and then Mandy slapped him, not hard enough she knew. She must work on her punishment of babymen. It was an important part of the job. Jessica contacted one of the businessmen who had been at Lady Sissingham's recent adult baby party. Mr. Jack Standing lived quite close, and he eagerly agreed to 'enjoy some fun with pretty, effeminate baby Sexless'. When Jenny saw the slapping she was angry at first. 'Why hurt the darling boy. He couldn't help spurting his cream'. But although he was crying she could see that David actually liked being slapped. He was wriggling and gurgling with sheer infantile pleasure. 'He is happy like this, blissfully happy' she said out loud. ' I really must visit the precious diddums and give him a lovely slow wank myself.' ***
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