The Bet
By Karen Singer
Chapter 57 (Saturday – week 8 Part 4 of 9)
Unfortunately,
the walk… waddle… was long. Mel hadn’t
been able to park anywhere near where the street performers usually set
up. Fortunately, the thick crowd of
people around them kept them from moving faster than Chad was able to waddle. Unfortunately, that same crowd of people and
that same long walk / waddle gave all that many more people a chance to have
all too good a look at him. He sucked
his pacifier furiously as he tried to stare down at the walkway in front of him
so as not to have to see the faces of all the people gawking at him. It wasn’t easy. Living the dream usually wasn’t easy.
By the time
Andrea brought them to a stop in front of some speakers with very loud music
blaring out of them, the inside of his legs where the crotch of his diapers
were pressed tightly together were beginning to chaff and grow a bit raw. He realized part of that problem was the fact
that in the short time since Mel had put all those diapers on him, he had
already gotten them fairly wet – especially down in that crotch area. And cloth diapers stayed wet!
He dared to look
up at where they had stopped. He saw a
guy dancing on top of what looked like a piece of plywood. The makeshift stage was more than most
performers used, and the guy was obviously well used to performing on top of
his wooden stage because he never came close to going over the edge – not that
he would fall very far. It was only
about half an inch to the grass underneath.
The guy did have a nice music system though, and between that and his
dancing, he was drawing quite a crowd.
Mel handed
Sissy’s hand off to Sandy
and spoke briefly with Andrea. Together
they approached the stage and waited for the music to end. As everyone finally applauded, Andrea and Mel
stepped to the edge of the stage and the guy who had been dancing walked over
to talk.
“Remember me?”
Andrea asked.
“Sure lady. You still want to use my spot?”
“That’s the
plan,” Mel replied for her.
The performer
looked to Mel instead. “You know what
she promised me for you to use this stuff?” he asked.
Mel held up a
fifty dollar bill and the guy nodded happily.
Then Mel slid her fingers against the bill… revealing a second fifty
dollar bill behind it. “If…” Mel said,
“you help us with the music.”
The guy didn’t
want to take his eyes off of the money in her hand. “You got a disc or something?” he asked.
Mel turned to
Sandy who held up the music disk. It was
at that point that he finally noticed Sissy.
He had to blink his eyes and look twice.
“You got to be kidding me!” he said, unable to take his eyes off of the
freak in front of him.
Mel smiled and
held the money up where he could see it again.
That quickly got his attention back.
He shook his head. “It’s your
show,” he replied as he reached for the money.
Mel pulled her
hand back before he could grab any of the bills. Then she pulled one of the fifty dollar bills
off and handed it to him. “You get the
other one when we’re done.”
The guy just
smiled and held up the disk as he took it from Sandy.
“Whenever you want to start.”
As the guy took
the disk over towards some equipment off the back of his little “stage,” Mel
grabbed Sissy’s hand and led him up onto the piece of plywood while Sandy headed over to tell
the guy where on the disk he needed the music to start.
Chad was
sucking his pacifier furiously as Mel turned him around to look out at the
large crowd that was in front of them.
Where had all those people come from?
And why did they have to stop here instead of somewhere else? Was it possible for him to feel any more like
a fool than he did just then? But then
he remembered… he hadn’t started dancing yet.
Mel raised his
hand up high in the air, which got everyone’s attention. While the performer had a nice music system,
she didn’t see a microphone anywhere around, so she spoke as loudly as she
could. “Ladies and Gentlemen. We’d like to present for your entertainment
pleasure, a different kind of dancing than you’ve been watching so far. We’re going to move from street dancing to
the beautiful world of classical ballet.
And to perform this ballet for you, I’d like to present our great big
baby ballerina… Sissy!” With that, she
dropped Sissy’s hand and stood back and applauded… along with everyone else.
Chad’s nerves
started going crazy… if not haywire. He
wasn’t just embarrassed, he was downright scared. Perform?
In front of all these people?
Stage fright couldn’t begin to explain how he felt. He looked uncertainly at Mel, only because he
didn’t know what to do anymore.
Mel grabbed his
hand again and led him just off the back corner of the stage. “Start from here,” she said just loud enough
that he could hear her. “Pretend this is
like where you came in from my bedroom like we practiced it.” Then she left him to stand in front of the
stage so she could watch.
Chad was so
nervous he couldn’t believe it. How was
he going to do this? Having nowhere to
go to get away from all the people, he figured his best bet would be to get the
stupid thing over with so they could get out of there – he hoped. Plus, by going ahead and dancing like Mel
wanted him to, most likely everyone would simply think he was just another
outlandish street performer. They would
all think it was nothing but an act where he was trying to drum up a little
money. At least he hoped that would be
the case.
He took a deep
breath to steady himself. Then he put
his feet into the position he was supposed to start from… or at least he tried
to put his feet into that position. His
diapers were so thick that it was impossible to get his legs anywhere close to
the right position. Instead of having
his feet turned outward and touching right in front of him, there was almost a
foot of space between his feet that he couldn’t lessen no matter how hard he
tried. He looked up at Mel, wondering
what he was supposed to do. Naturally,
she was giggling at his predicament.
Then he saw her
look over to the guy who was running the music system and give him the signal
to start. A second later, the childish
music was coming loudly out of the speakers and he had no more time to think
about anything. He was on. He had to perform – like it or not! It was his best course of action. And before he knew what he was doing, his
feet were moving him out toward the center of his plywood stage.
He wasn’t exactly
moving like he wanted to move. Instead
of his legs going one foot in front of the other gracefully, the massive bulk
of the diapers between his legs had him waddling and swinging his legs
awkwardly instead. He couldn’t help but
hear everyone laughing as he tried to do the graceful classical movements… with
a ton of diapers on. It just wasn’t
working! But what choice did he have
other than to keep going. At least the
upper part of his body was having no problems.
He could move his arms and hands just fine. His head was fine as well – if you didn’t
count the silly baby bonnet on top of it and the pacifier stuck in his
mouth. He had no doubt that must be
quite a sight.
The dance called
for him to go into a running movement across the stage, but he had only a few
feet to move in. Before he knew it, he
was pulling up short and his momentum forced him to almost fall as he slipped
the short distance down to the ground.
He stepped backwards, back onto the plywood stage and looked to Mel to
see what she wanted him to do about it.
But all she was doing was laughing like everyone else. From that point on, most of what Mel had made
him work so hard to learn to do properly went totally out the window. The stage simply wasn’t big enough. But he did try. And since he had to continue dancing,
wherever possible, he tried to use what he had been taught, but much of it now
simply had to be made up as he went.
With every step
he took, he was so aware of the annoying bulk between his legs. He was also aware that the way it forced him
to move was also making his overly padded backside swing around more than he
would have liked as well. But under the
big flat tutu he was wearing, would anyone even notice that? Yeah, he had no doubt that they would. All part of the show, he told himself… but he
only half believed that. While he did
his best to move his arms and the entire upper body fluidly and gracefully, his
lower body below the tutu was totally the opposite. And then he had to wonder how his upper body
really looked – part of it graceful and elegant – while contrasted with the
crazy baby bonnet and his pacifier.
Graceful… sandwiched between the absurd look of his head and the bizarre
look of his lower body. Graceful? No, he dared not hope for that much at all.
The music was
getting on toward the end when it happened.
The one thing he had totally forgotten about. And when it happened, he was so taken by
surprise that every muscle in his body locked in place and he froze with the
most distinct look on his face as he stood there sucking his pacifier more
furiously than ever. And the people
watching the little motion of the pacifier in his mouth laughed like crazy at
it. They all thought it was part of the
act. In fact, it was a few moments
before anyone realized that while he was frozen in place, his knees slightly
bent and splayed apart, his arms held out semi-gracefully to the side, that all
during that time, he had been filling the back of the bulky diapers he was so
obviously wearing. Eventually, more than
a few shouts of, “Oh my God!” could be heard above the music.
When it happened,
Chad
had been taken by surprise.
Totally! Right in the middle of
his dance, it felt like all three of the stupid suppositories that Mel had put
up inside of him had decided to do their thing – and do it fast! And all the food that Mel had forced him to
eat last night, and this morning, and even for lunch today, all came out of him
at the same time in a semi-liquid rush – despite how tightly his diapers were
pulled into his backside by his leotard.
It was by far the biggest mess he could remember making in his diapers
in a long time. And as usual, he had no
control over it at all. Of course, with
that many suppositories up inside of him, it came out in much more of a rush
than he had felt in a long time now.
Maybe his system had gotten more used to handling one suppository, but
three was definitely way too many!
Mel was beside
herself with glee. She had only hoped
that with all the food she had given him, and all the bottles she had made him
drink, as well as the exercising he was doing as he danced about on that little
stage, that the suppositories she had given him would go to work during his
performance. And now to actually see it happen, she couldn’t believe she had
managed it. And what a perfect pinnacle
to his little dance it was. She had been
totally mesmerized by the tiny movement of his pacifier as she watched the look
of complete surprise and horror register on his face. Perfect!
Perfect! Perfect! If he didn’t feel intense humiliation from
that, then she figured nothing would get to him!
It was several
seconds before Chad
could move again, and when he did, if he thought trying to dance with that many
diapers on before was difficult, it was nothing compared to the trouble he had
now. Not only was the bulk greatly
increased, but the awful feeling of what was now in the back of his diapers
added greatly not only to his obvious embarrassment, but also to the
awkwardness of his every step. There
wasn’t a tiny movement that he made now – with any part of his body that didn’t
seem to make him feel what was now pressed tightly against his backside.
Much more
hesitantly – not to mention much more horribly – he continued trying to
dance. But he was only moving around on
the stage now as his face still registered the horror of what he had just done
in front of so many people. He knew his
movements were no longer even attempting to be graceful. He knew he looked even more ridiculous… not
to mention childish as he now jumped a little and bounced cautiously around on
the stage. And his new more childish
style of moving was bringing much more laughter from the crowd. It was with great relief that he heard the
music finally end. He had totally missed
that the ending was even coming since he was still too preoccupied with the
embarrassing thing he had just done.
Quickly he went into his final pose… at least somewhat. Doing what Mel had made him practice so
diligently was totally out of the question.
It was over –
finally! Everyone was applauding and laughing
wildly as he maintained his awkward pose.
Not knowing what else to do, he curtseyed to the audience – which again
made him very aware of the nasty mess in his backside. But the people were still applauding, so he
turned slightly and curtseyed yet again… and again… and again. By continuing to dance – through everything –
the audience had simply thought he was another street performer. Or so he hoped. It was a few moments before he dared step
back off of the plywood stage, hoping that everyone would leave now… and
desperately hoping that Mel would take him home. Fortunately, the crowd got the message and
started breaking up.
Mel crossed the
small wooden platform to where Sissy was waiting. She couldn’t help herself, she grabbed him
and hugged him the moment she got there.
“Oh, you were so good!” she declared happily.
Chad loved the
hug he got from Mel. Unfortunately, he
didn’t love the feeling from his messy diapers as she did it. “Can we go home now… please?” he asked
desperately.
“Absolutely!”
Mel agreed. “I think you’ve had about
enough for one day. We just have to make
one little stop on the way and then we’ll go straight home.”
Chad was
overwhelmingly glad to hear that. He
wasn’t sure what the one stop would be, and no matter what, it couldn’t be any
more embarrassing than what he had just been through. He just wanted to go home… and get cleaned
up!
After Mel paid
off the owner of the equipment, they all started their long walk back to the
car. But for Chad, the walk was necessarily
slower and much more uncomfortable than it had been when they were going the
other way. While he was still very
embarrassed over his appearance, he was now also embarrassed over what he had
done, not to mention the even more awkward way he was forced to walk, not to
mention that so many people had just witnessed him making such a major fool of
himself. Basically, he was just glad it
was over!
When they got
back to the car, Chad
was really hoping that Mel would change his messy diapers before they did
anything else – despite the crowd that was still around, but she just made him
get into the back seat of her car – overly large tutu and all! Well, at least he was a bit more protected from
everyone’s view. And sitting in messy
diapers was something he had to put up with every day at work.
Before they left,
Mel gave Andrea the copy of the bet contract she had brought with her… and
Sandy gave Sissy another baby bottle to drink in the car – as if that would
assuage his frayed nerves. Actually it
didn’t hurt. Once Mel got the car out of
the parking lot, he felt much less on display.
The only problem now, was that despite his plastic panties and
everything else he was wearing, he was starting to smell a bit. Okay, more than a bit. Inwardly, he smiled as Mel cranked up the
air-conditioning in response. Served
them all right!
The ride home
seemed to go faster than the ride to get there, but Chad still had more than
enough time to finish the latest bottle he had been given. He remembered that Mel had wanted to make a
quick stop before they got home, but as they got closer and closer, he figured
that maybe she had changed her mind. It
wasn’t until Mel suddenly turned into the parking lot of the drug store where
he bought his weekly supply of diapers that he realized exactly what stop she
had planned on making – and he realized that once again she was going to make
him get out of the car and humiliate himself.
The only good part was that it was so late in the day now that those two
girls he usually saw every week wouldn’t be there. In fact, as he looked around the parking lot,
the number of cars was far less than usual.
Maybe he had caught a lucky break.
Mel parked the
car – fairly close to the front door for once.
“Okay Sissy,” she said, “we didn’t have time to get your supply of
diapers earlier, so let’s get them now.
I’m just sorry that it’s so late that you’re going to miss seeing your
friends today.
Actually, Chad wasn’t
sorry about that in the least. He wasn’t
happy about having to get out of the car and having to go into the store
dressed as he was… not to mention the way he was starting to smell, but he knew
that delaying would only make it that much longer before he could finally get
changed. He was actually disappointed
when he stepped out of the car and his large tutu went right back into perfect
shape. So to most eyes, his ballet
costume would appear to be perfect… if you didn’t count the baby bonnet on his
head and the pacifier in his mouth… and if you didn’t count the massive amount
of diapers that were bulging out underneath his tutu… and if you didn’t count
the fact that he was a grown man dressed that way to begin with… he looked
perfect!
Everyone got out
of the car. As they did, Chad
noticed all of them quietly taking in big breaths of fresh air. He smiled once again to himself.
“Can we just
leave the doors or windows open while we’re in there?” Cassie asked.
Mel was
tempted. “No, better not. Not in this city. We’re almost home anyway.”
“It’s a good
thing,” Cassie muttered as Sandy
grabbed her hand and they followed behind Mel and Sissy.
“Oh come on!” Sandy replied
quietly. “It’s not that bad! You’re gym girls usually smell even worse!”
“Yeah, but what
smells worse there is not the disgusting thing that smells worse here!” Cassie
replied.
Sandy said nothing to that as they walked
through the doors.
Like the parking
lot, the store appeared to be empty. Or
at least mostly empty. There were a few
people shopping, but they were very few and were hard to spot. Sissy on the
other hand, was not hard to spot. Not by
a long shot! And every person who was in
the store was soon very aware of the weird person who had just walked in.
Mel looked for
their usual cashier, but she didn’t see her anywhere as they all headed to the
back of the store. With so few people
there and no other distractions, they quickly reached the disposable adult
diaper display. Mel directed Sissy to
grab three packages and Sandy
and Cassie each helped him to carry some.
Then they all made their way back to the front of the store.
Mel was hoping
for someone who would make a bit of a fuss over Sissy’s appearance, but the
cashier turned out to be the same manager who had given them a bit of a fuss a
few weeks ago. She said nothing as she
rang up the purchase. But she did give
them all rather nasty looks. Mel paid
for everything this time since Sissy didn’t even have his tiny sissy purse, and
before long, they were all back in the car and heading home. Chad couldn’t believe his good
luck!
Once they were
home, Chad
had to lug his diaper bag and the other bags up to Mel’s apartment while Sandy
and Cassie went home. But once that job
was done, instead of changing his diapers there, Mel sent him straight back to
his own apartment with orders to shower and get thoroughly cleaned up before
coming back again. “One diaper again
Sissy – as I’m sure you know! And make
sure your uniform is clean and pressed!
I want you looking perfect all afternoon. And I’ll be inspecting you when you get
here!”
Chad was
totally elated over getting to go home and take a good shower – he really
needed it now. He was so elated in fact,
that he didn’t even think about the uniform he had worn earlier that morning –
the uniform Mel had told him to leave laying out on her bed. He just went straight home where he got
totally undressed and treated himself to a very long hot shower!
1 comment:
*giggles* Such fun! Baby ballerina time :) *giggles*
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