The Bet
by Karen Singer
Chapter 51 (Sunday – week 8 part 5 of 8)
Mel looked at the
skirts again. Now she needed some kind
of top to go with them. She started
looking at the racks again, but when she reached the end of one of the rows,
she saw a sale table not far away. And
the sale looked like a very good one.
She wandered over to check it out.
Unfortunately, the table appeared to be all clothes that didn’t sell
last winter. But one of the sweaters
caught her eye. She picked it up to look
closer. It was a short white angora wool
sweater with a cute little pink bow in the middle of the neckline. It was really too warm to wear now, but it
was still pretty. And even though she
didn’t usually worry about the price, the sale made it all that much more
attractive. The fact that it was in his
size and he could wear it with either skirt pretty much sealed the deal. She carried both skirts and the sweater back
to the changing rooms.
Sissy was almost
done with his bottle when the door suddenly opened and Mel came in. He could see immediately that the skirts she
had in her hand were short – very short.
“Okay Sissy,”
Mel said as she held the blue check skirt out for him. “Try this on.”
Chad took the skirt and held it up
briefly. The thing really was
short! Sinfully short! But with a feeling of excitement, he pulled
it on and zipped up the tiny zipper in the back. He turned toward the mirror. Damn the thing was short – but exciting to
wear. Just as long as he didn’t have to
actually wear it anywhere!
“Here,” Mel said
next as she held out the sweater. “Try
this on with it.”
Chad was surprised at how thick the
sweater was. It looked more like
something for winter. But he pulled it
on. The sweater was fairly short too. It didn’t even quite reach the top of his
skirt. A little bit of the waist cincher
he was wearing underneath showed through.
And the darn thing itched… everywhere it touched his bare skin! He was suddenly thankful for his waist
cincher. “It itches,” he complained.
“Tough!” Mel
replied as she looked him over. She
opened the changing room door. “Go out
and show Derek.”
What? Show Derek?
That wasn’t at all what he wanted to do – especially not in that
outfit. But Mel was holding the door wide
open for him. Sheepishly he went
out. Derek was standing a few feet
away. The salesgirl was a few feet
further behind him. The loud snort of
laughter he heard came from the salesgirl.
“Curtsey,” Mel
ordered softly from the door to the changing room.
Chad curtseyed to Derek, and once
again he was too embarrassed to pull his eyes from the floor.
“What do you
think?” Mel asked Derek.
Derek
smiled. “I think it will certainly up
the attention he’s been getting.”
Chad was amazed and horrified that
Derek should say such a thing.
“I want to try
the other skirt on him too,” Mel told Derek.
“I’m not sure it will fit though.”
A minute later, Chad
was pulling off the blue plaid skirt and replacing it with the green and red
plaid one. This one was much tighter on
his waist, but he did zip it up without too much trouble. And he wasn’t sure, but he thought the thing
was actually shorter than the first one.
He turned to Mel and curtseyed.
“I think it’s too small.”
“I don’t know,”
Mel replied. “You didn’t have much
trouble getting it on. Go show
Derek. Let’s see what he thinks.”
Once again, Chad
sheepishly went out of the changing room to show Derek the outfit. And once again, he curtseyed for him. There was no snort of laughter from the
salesgirl this time, but when he embarrassedly looked up a little, he could
just see how wide-eyed with amazement she was.
“What do you
think?” Mel asked. “I like the color on
him better than the other one.”
Derek
nodded. “I don’t know much about color,”
he replied. “But it looks to me like
that one is even shorter than the other one.
He’ll certainly get even more attention with that one. And maybe you’re right about the color. It is brighter so I guess it will be noticed
more.”
Nothing Derek had
said was anything that Chad
wanted to hear!
Mel turned to the
salesgirl. “We’ll take them. And he’ll be wearing them now. We just need some scissors to cut the tags
off.”
That also wasn’t
something that Chad
wanted to hear! Not at all!
Mel sent him back
into the changing room to put his shoes back on and to get his clothes. But when he came back out, she stopped him so
she could take another good look at him.
She turned to Derek. “Those shoes
don’t go with that outfit at all.”
Derek looked at
Sissy’s tan high heels. “I guess they
don’t,” he replied. “What do you
suggest?”
Mel looked at the
Sissy in the outfit again. “It’s kind of
a schoolgirl outfit,” I guess. “Isn’t
that what you guys fantasize about?”
Derek only raised
his eyebrows in surprise. He wasn’t
about to answer the question out loud though.
The salesgirl
returned with the scissors. Mel turned
to her. “You wouldn’t happen to have any
knees socks, would you?”
The girl only
smiled. “Of course. Right this way.”
“Sissy, go take
those shoes off again,” Mel told him.
“I’ll be right back.”
Mel followed the
salesgirl to the other side of the store where she was shown a selection of
socks – all kinds of socks.
“We have a few
more in here,” the girl said as she pulled open a drawer. “But these may be too heavy to wear now.”
Mel glanced into
the drawer to see what the girl was talking about and immediately noticed how
much thicker those socks in the drawer were.
But something red immediately caught her eye. She reached into the drawer and grabbed
them. They were a pair of bright red
woolen knee socks… and they would go perfectly with his skirt and his angora
wool top! “These will work nicely,” she
declared. She immediately turned and
carried the socks back toward the changing room.
Since he seemed
to have time, Chad
had just dug another baby bottle out of his diaper bag again. But he barely started drinking it when Mel
came in with some socks. Red socks. And they were knees socks! And as soon as he pulled the first one on, he
felt it itching his leg. Wool
socks! Ugh! With the heavy socks on though, he had a lot
of trouble getting his heels back on.
And between them and his sweater, he wanted to claw at his skin all
over.
Once his shoes
were back on, Chad
thought he was ready to go – as embarrassing as his outfit was, but Mel had
noticed something else she didn’t like.
“Take that waist cincher off,” she told him. “It shows under your sweater.”
Take it off? The waist cincher was the only thing that was
keeping the sweater from being unendurable!
But he removed the sweater, and then had to remove his skirt too to get
the waist cincher off. While he was
removing his waist cincher, Mel removed the tags from his new clothes. Then he got dressed again. Only now he noticed how short the sweater
really was. When he bent or moved at
all, the skin at his waist was definitely exposed between the sweater and his
skirt. And without the waist cincher,
since the skirt was so tight at the waist, he had to move it up a bit higher on
his waist to fasten it so that the top of his diapers wouldn’t be in the way. Short skirt, short sweater… long socks.
“Much better,”
Mel declared happily.
Better? As far as Chad was concerned things were much
worse! The sweater was really bothering
him now. As were the wool socks. And he was suddenly much more aware of how
warm everything was – well, maybe not the skirt. But of course, part of that warmth could be
from how frightened he was about having to wear them – out in the mall!
Mel led the way
out toward the cash register so she could pay for the clothes. Chad followed her carrying his
diaper bag. As he walked, he kept
twisting his body, trying to do something about the horrible itching from his
sweater. But the darn thing clung so
tightly that all his movement had no affect at all.
Derek brought up
the rear as they headed over to where they could pay for everything. As they walked, he noticed how Sissy kept
jerking around a bit as if he was very uncomfortable. He noticed something else too!
Chad was glad that Mel had decided
to pay for his things instead of having him pay for them himself, but as Mel
was paying, he kept glancing out into the busy mall area again. In just a minute he would have to go out
there wearing… this! The thought was
horrifying, and humiliating… and exciting!
As soon as Mel
had finished paying for everything, Mel ordered Sissy to lead the way again –
and to make sure he went slowly, just like before! Chad started walking from the cash
register out toward the entrance to the store.
“You know,”
Derek commented to Mel, who was again at his side. “That skirt he’s wearing is so short that
every time he moves or twitches too much, you can see a tiny bit of the white
underneath from the diaper he’s wearing.
It’s a good thing that diaper isn’t any thicker!”
Just then, Sissy
twitched strongly again from the itching and Mel noticed the tiny little flash
of white beneath it. She stopped dead
which stopped Derek too. Sissy, not
knowing they had stopped, kept going slowly out toward the mall. He twitched again at the itching and again
Mel saw the flash of white.
“Sissy!” Mel called. “Stop right there!”
Chad heard her and turned
around. They were just standing there
looking at him. Why? Okay, he knew he looked ridiculous, but they
already knew that.
Mel, still
staring at Sissy, said to Derek. “You
said that if his diapers were any thicker…”
“What of it?”
Mel shook her
head. “Darn you! Okay I guess.
Just this once!” She yelled to
Sissy. “Sissy, get back here!”
“What did I do?”
Derek asked.
“I didn’t really
want to do this with him,” Mel explained.
“Not now since I’m trying to keep him on a time limit. But…”
She looked up at him with a devilish look in her eye. “I’m afraid I just can’t resist!” She turned and led the way back to the
changing room again.
Chad was very surprised to be going
back to the changing room again. Now
what? Maybe they decided his skirt was
too short after all. Or maybe they were
going to take pity on him and find him something to wear other than the
miserably itchy wool sweater he was wearing.
He could only hope.
Chad was surprised when Mel had him
take his skirt off again and lay down on the floor. She opened his diaper bag and pulled out a
fresh baby bottle for him. “You can
start working on this,” she told him without telling him anything else. He put the bottle to his mouth and started
drinking. He did have that leaking
deadline!
But then Mel did
something that really surprised him. She
started cutting slits all over the diaper he was wearing. And then she began preparing more of
them. A few minutes later, Chad
was very surprised to find himself wearing not one, not two, and not three… but
four layers of disposable diapers! And
then Mel pulled out a pair of his plastic panties and slipped them on top of
everything else!
“Those diapers
had better be absolutely soaked by the time we get home!” Mel warned. “Or so help me, I’ll have Derek beat you
black and blue!”
The threat of
Derek beating him sunk home immediately.
Chad
was allowed to get up and put his skirt back on. But when he did, he immediately noticed two
things. First, as he moved, the plastic
panties he was wearing made an awful lot of noise. Whenever he wore plastic panties, they were
usually covered up by his all-in-one girdle so they didn’t make any noise at
all. But now, nothing covered them. And that was the second thing he
noticed. His skirt was so short that
when he looked in the mirror, even he could just see the childish pattern on
his plastic panties sticking out below the bottom of his too short skirt. Mel intended on making him walk through the
mall in not just this schoolgirl outfit, but showing off that he was diapered
underneath too!
“Much better!”
Mel proclaimed as she looked him over.
Much better? Chad was totally horrified! A few minutes later, he was again heading
through the store out towards the mall area.
He wasn’t having to try so hard to walk slower this time because the
four diapers he was wearing were making him waddle more than walk!
As he reached the
store’s entrance and was about to take his first step out into the mall area,
he paused to look back, both Mel and Derek were watching him closely. Too closely!
And in a few moments, everybody else in the mall would be watching him
too closely too.
Not having any
other choice, he took that first step out into the mall… and kept going…
waddling… slowly. He felt so
exposed! More so than ever before! The crazy skirt he was wearing was so short
that he felt like his legs were totally exposed – which they really were. And the knee socks only seemed to make things
feel that much worse! And then there was
the fact that everybody could see the plastic panties. That alone was horribly humiliating! And on top of all that, the damn sweater and
socks he was wearing itched horribly! He
wanted to scream! And he couldn’t do
anything about it!
He immediately
noticed how everyone he passed now looked him over – very closely. So many of them now pointed at him. So many of them actually laughed! He couldn’t blame any of them one little
bit. He would have laughed too – if he
were in their position.
“I’d say he’s a
lot more noticeable now,” Derek noted.
“Not to mention I’ll bet the little shit it embarrassed as hell!”
Mel only smiled. “We’re not done yet!”
“Not done?”
“Nope! He still needs shoes to go with that outfit,
and I think… a few accessories too.”
“So where to
now?” Derek asked.
Instead of
answering him, Mel called ahead to Sissy.
“Sissy, there’s a big shoe store up ahead. We’re going there!”
Chad wanted to hurry into the shoe
store – just to get out of the main mall area where there were all too many
people. But every time he tried to move
any faster, Mel slowed him back down. It
was infuriating – like the miserable itching from his sweater and socks!
The shoe store
was big, and there were a lot of people in it, men and women – and kids. Sissy instantly turned heads the moment he
entered. But still, there were a lot
less people in the store than out of it!
Once Mel and Derek got to the store, Sissy again followed them around –
closely. Now that he was away from the
main area of the mall again, things were quiet enough for him to once again
hear the crinkling of his plastic panties.
There was just no getting away from all the little humiliations he had
to endure. Not to mention getting away
from the horrible itching from his sweater and knee socks! He figured it was a good thing he had his
diaper bag and was carrying the bag that now held the clothes he arrived in,
because they gave him something to grab and keep his hands busy. Otherwise, he’d be clawing like crazy at his
body under his sweater.
“There!” Mel
said after spotting what she wanted.
Chad looked at the shoes she was
heading for. Black and white saddle
shoes! Mel handed him the display shoe
and he was sent off to find a salesperson to get him the shoes in his size. “And don’t forget to curtsey every time you
open you open your mouth!” Mel called after him. Ugh!
And worse, Chad
had no doubt that both Mel and Derek would be watching him!
Since the store
was fairly busy, so were all the salespeople.
Chad
had to wait up by the registers where they all seemed to be helping other
customers. But fortunately, the outfit
he was wearing seemed to scream for attention and it wasn’t long before one of
the salesmen came out to help him. Chad
forced himself to curtsey before he handed the guy the saddle shoe and told him
his foot size.
The guy looked
dubiously at Chad for a
moment before saying, “Of course!” as if he would have expected Chad
to be wanting that particular shoe. Chad
followed him toward the store room just because it was further away from so
many people. A few minutes later, the
man came out and handed Chad
a box of shoes. Chad carried them over to Mel and
Derek where he was made to sit down and try them on. Since they tied instead of buckled, they were
a bit tight over the thick wool socks he was wearing, but not bad at all. And as much as he liked heels, they were a
lot more comfortable than the shoes he had just taken off. In fact, as bright and noticeable as they
were, they were the least humiliating thing he was wearing!
2 comments:
Heeheehee poor sissy! :)
Finally in a teen outfit with 'her' diapers and plastic panties showing ! sissy dawn (always in my diapers and plastic panties)
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