Too Old to be Young - Chapter 15 – Part 2 of 2

 

Too Old to be Young

By Karen Singer

 

Chapter 15 – Part 2 of 2

 

He should have worn pants!  He should have dressed normally.  That’s what he was thinking as he quickly made his way across her front yard from his house to hers.  He was still wearing the same nice blouse and printed skirt.  And his heels of course.  And everything else including the bra and pantyhose locked on under his onesie.  And if anybody happened to drive by or look out their window, they couldn’t miss seeing what he was wearing – outside his house!  He hurried into her carport and rang her doorbell.  The only golf cart he saw was hers, so he didn’t know if any of the other women were there yet.  Of course, Beverly lived right across the street and didn’t need to drive over.

The door finally opened, and Jackie let him in.  “Hi Jim,” she said with a smile.  “Come on in.  Get yourself some coffee if you want.”

As Jackie headed for her card table to finish setting things up, Jim slowly headed for her kitchen.  So far, everything seemed normal.  What did those demented women have in store for him now?  The worry over it was starting to upset his stomach.  Coffee wouldn’t be good for that, but he poured himself a mug full anyway.  He was heading back toward the living room when he heard someone ring the doorbell.

“Will you get that please?” Jackie called.

Nervously, especially because of the way he was dressed, Jim headed for the door and opened it. 

“Hi Jim,” Beverly greeted him.  “All dressed up pretty today, I see,” she added, then laughed.

Jim was too worried to utter any kind of sound.  As Beverly walked past him into the house, he noticed a golf cart pulling into Jackie’s driveway.  Both Lisa and Pam were in it.  Both women commented on what he was wearing, and a minute later, all four women were in the house and he nervously went back toward the couch to sit and drink his coffee.  Would they do something to him now, or make him sit here and wait – and worry over it?  But now that all the women were there, they all seemed to ignore him as they took their usual seats around Jackie’s card table.  In moments, they had dealt their first hand, and were starting their bridge game. 

“Jim,” Jackie called as the bidding progressed.  “We could all use some coffee please.”

Jim dutifully got up from his seat and went to the kitchen.  He poured four mugs of coffee and carried them two at a time back to the card table.  The women mostly ignored him as they were already intently into their game.  He went back to sit and read, except he was too worried about what they might do to him to actually read anything.  If he hadn’t been so used to keeping his bladder muscles loose all the time now, he wouldn’t have been able to pee to save his life, but the brief bit of pee that escaped from him was a moment when he could stop worrying about what was to come and actually enjoy something for a moment.  But it was only a moment and he soon forgot all about it as the worry crashed back in.

It was over an hour later when he saw all the women start moving around a bit as they set their cards aside and seemed to stretch.  As he watched them all get up from their seats, he literally started to feel sick to his stomach as the worry ate away at him.

“Okay Jim,” Jackie said as she approached him.  “Back to my bedroom.  It’s time for your weekly shave and diaper change.”

He had been through it every single week so far.  This was the only part he actually looked forward to.  As he walked toward her bedroom, he felt himself let out a tiny bit more pee.  Better now than after they changed him, but as always, it did nothing for the worry in the pit of his stomach.  “Can you tell me now, what you’re going to force me into this week?” he asked.

“Nope!” Jackie told him.  “It’s a surprise.”

Yeah, a surprise that worried him to death!  At least he would soon be rid of that miniscule chastity device they had locked him into last week – hopefully!  He was really looking forward to getting out of that thing so he could get some fun – just as soon as he got home!

He did his best to ignore his worry about what would be new for him as the women once again bound him to Jackie’s bed and he tried to enjoy the touching and attention the women were doing to him.  Once his wet diaper was removed, he joyfully felt them unlocking and removing the chastity device.  He felt Pam pulling his cock out straight and he heard her laughing. 

“I think it shrunk even smaller than it was before!” Pam exclaimed.  She looked into his eyes.  “How the heck did you ever get any enjoyment out of something that small?”

Jim didn’t answer.  Was his face turning red?  At least the thing was off him now, and hopefully it would stay off him.  Hopefully!  He was really looking forward to humping his bed later tonight.

With that many women working on him, it didn’t take long before he was shaved clean and smooth once again, and his thick night diaper was firmly pulled up and taped onto him.  In minutes, the onesie once again covered his diaper, his bra and the pantyhose that were back on his legs.

“How am I supposed to get undressed for bed?” he asked, noting that once again he couldn’t remove his bra or pantyhose. 

“They’ll just have to stay till tomorrow,” Jackie told him with a laugh.  “Enjoy it!”

He said nothing, but he wondered if his face was turning red again at just the humiliation of it…and the fact that he would indeed be enjoying it, just as soon as he could go home and hump his bed.  Since they were done shaving him, he followed all the women as they headed back to Jackie’s living room.  There was no doubt that it was time for him to find out what new monstrosities he was going to have to live with now.  But once again, the women took their seats at the card table.

“More coffee for all of us,” Jackie called.  “And please bring those trays of snacks in the fridge too.”

Jim watched in disbelief as the women went back to playing cards and ignoring him.  He could have screamed!  After he delivered the coffee and snacks, he once again sat and tried to read, but it was impossible.  The worry simply was too much for him.

It was about an hour later when the women all seemed to move around again, finally finished with their card game.  They were talking amongst themselves about the game and not about him, but Jim watched them all carefully.  He had no doubt the time was getting closer to him finding out what they were going to do to him.  The worry ate away at him more than ever.  He was almost physically sick from it.  And then he saw Jackie turn toward him.

“Okay Jim,” she said.  “Going home time.”

He was shocked.  “Home?” he said as he got up from the couch.  “You’re not going to stick me with anything horrible?”

“I didn’t say that.  I just said it’s time to go home.  To your house.  So let’s go.”

It was a moment before Jim realized that they were all going.  All the women…and him.  He followed Jackie and Beverly across the lawn toward his house, while Pam and Lisa took the golf cart.  For some reason, Pam and Lisa took a lot longer to get there than just walking across the lawn.  Once in his house, Jackie and Beverly headed straight for his kitchen, and he naturally followed, curious as to what they were going to do there.  Strangely, he watched as Jackie started preparing his coffee maker and set it brewing instead of having him do it himself.

“You all came here for another cup of coffee?” Jim asked, not believing it.

“We might,” Jackie replied.  “But…probably not.”

“Then what are you doing?”

But Jackie’s answer came in the form of a wicked smile, and Beverly just laughed.  At that point, Jim’s door opened, and Lisa and Pam came in.  But it was what was in their hands that worried Jim the most.  Each woman was carrying a cardboard box.

“What’s going on?” Jim asked as the worry increased. 

He got no answer from any of them as both Pam and Lisa crowded into his small kitchen and placed the empty boxes on his counter.  As the coffee was dripping down into the pot, Jim watched as Jackie opened one of his cupboards and removed two of the coffee mugs.  She handed them to Lisa, who put them into one of the boxes.  While they were doing that, Beverly opened another cabinet and started grabbing the glasses from inside it and handing them to Pamela, who put them into the other box.

“What are you doing?” Jim asked again.

“What’s it look like?” Pam replied as she put more glasses into the box.

It didn’t take long before all Jim’s cups and glasses were removed from the cabinets.  But then Jim watched as they opened every cabinet in the kitchen searching for more things.  Jim was astonished when the one vase he owned got put into one of the boxes as well.  Beverly even checked the dishwasher and pulled whatever was in there out while Jackie left the kitchen to check his bedroom and his office.  When she came back, she was carrying the mug he had been using earlier in the day.  The mug got rinsed, dried and put into one of the boxes.

“What are you doing?” he asked again as Lisa came back from the living room.

“Living room is clear.  I think that’s it,” Lisa told the other women as she came back to the kitchen.

Jim realized that they had put every cup and glass he had into the boxes, along with anything else that he might possibly drink out of.  “What am I supposed to drink out of now?” he asked, realizing that they were going to take away everything he could drink from.  He was almost frightened when every woman turned to look at him.  The fact that every one of them was trying desperately not to laugh wasn’t lost on him at all.  And then he watched as Jackie opened her large purse and pulled out two packages of pastel colored plastic baby bottles.  One package containing two large ones and the other package holding two smaller ones.

“Since you wear diapers and onesies like a baby,” Jackie told him, “we’re going to stick you with something else like a baby too.  We’re taking every single glass and cup from your house, and from now on you’ll be drinking everything from a baby bottle.”

“One other thing,” Beverly said as she now opened her purse.  “Since you like to drink coffee and it’s so hot, we didn’t want you to burn your hands.  So we found you some nice drink koozies to put your bottles in if you need them.”  With that, she pulled out three colorful drink koozies and set them on the counter next to the bottles.

Jim stared at the bottles in disbelief.  Baby bottles?  They had to be kidding!  This is the most bizarre thing he had ever heard of!  They couldn’t be serious!  These women were nuts!  Did they actually expect him to do that?  But he already knew the answer to that, of course they did!  As evidenced by the fact that they were making sure he had no choice in the matter.  As usual!

“Okay.  Goodnight girls,” Pam said as she picked one of the boxes up.

“Great game tonight,” Lisa added as she grabbed the other box.

Jim followed them and watched in disbelief as Beverly held the door open and the two women carried everything he could possibly drink out of out his door, except the baby bottles.  “Goodnight Jim,” Pam called laughingly.

“Have fun!” Lisa added as she laughed as well.

“I’m going now too,” Beverly added.  “I just know you’re going to love those bottles so much!”  With a laugh, she too was gone, closing his door behind her.

In disbelief, Jim headed back to the kitchen.  When he got there, Jackie had opened the packages of bottles and was now washing them and the nipples.  She spread a dishtowel out on the counter to put the wet bottles on.

Jim finally found his voice again, but barely.  “Baby bottles?”

Jackie leveled that wicked smile of hers at him.  “Of course!  Don’t you just love it?”

Jim wasn’t so sure about that and didn’t answer.  Instead, he felt himself peeing a bit into his diaper as Jackie continued to wash the bottles. 

By the time Jackie was done, the coffee was about finished.  She took one of the large bottles and carefully filled it with coffee, then screwed the cap and nipple onto the top.  “Oo!  Hot!” she said as she shook her fingers a bit.  She grabbed one of the drink koozies and put the bottle inside, then picked it up again.  “Much better,” she declared.  She turned to Jim and handed it to him.  “Enjoy.”

Jim took the bottle and held it, but he didn’t look at it or put it to his lips.  He stared at Jackie instead with that same look of disbelief on his face.

“Drink up,” Jackie finally told him.  “No time like the present to start getting used to it.”

Jim’s arm was shaking a bit as he raised the bottle to his lips and pressed them to the nipple.  The plastic nipple felt and tasted strange.  He tilted the bottle a bit more and sucked hard.  He got very little coffee out for his effort. 

Jackie laughed and reached out her hand to touch his face.  “Don’t you look so sweet with that thing in your mouth.  I just know you’re going to enjoy your new little predicament!”

With a laugh, she grabbed her purse and headed for the door.  She opened it and stopped.  “Have fun tonight Jim,” she told him.  “Somehow, I have a feeling that you’re going to enjoy yourself more than usual.” 

With another laugh, she was gone, and Jim stared at the closed door behind her.  He looked down at the koozie covered baby bottle in his hands.  The drink koozie did nothing at all to disguise that it was a baby bottle he was drinking from.  Not only did half the bottle stick out from the top, but the nipple was a dead giveaway.  He unconsciously brought the bottle back to his mouth and attempted to take another sip.  He quickly determined that drinking anything from now on wasn’t going to be easy. 

First his toilets had been removed leaving him with no choice but to use his diapers, now his cups and glasses, leaving him with no choice but to drink from the baby bottles.  With the women gone, he headed straight for the bedroom.  As much as he didn’t want to admit it, he was too turned on by his strange new situation to ignore it anymore.  Stuck using diapers.  Stuck drinking from baby bottles.  He took another sip from the bottle and jumped onto the middle of his bed.  He had only one thought at that point – thank God that stupid chastity device was gone!