The Housekeeper
By Karen Singer
Chapter 56 Part 1 of 3
Early Wednesday morning, Roger was
surprised to be rudely awakened extra early by Carol. “Get up!” Carol exclaimed all too
loudly. “It’s final exam day and we have
a lot to do before your class!”
“Before my class?” Roger asked as
he struggled to come fully awake. He
looked at the window. The sun wasn’t
even up yet! He turned back toward Carol
who had only looked into his room to wake him, but she was already
retreating. “Hurry and get your shower!”
she called as she disappeared into her own room.
Roger went to his dresser and found
his watch. It was nearly an hour earlier
than usual! Why? And why the heck would Carol be so excited about
it being the day that he was giving his final exams? He wasn’t the only teacher who was giving
them that day, the entire school had set aside this week for all the final
exams. As far as Roger could see, Carol
should be anything but excited about taking his exam. Breathing a sigh of frustration, he headed for
the bathroom.
His eyes watched his face closer
than ever as he shaved. Did his skin
look different? He had been wondering
that for the last several days now whenever he did his makeup, but today,
shaving, he was honestly afraid that his skin really did look… different. He had been wondering about the way it felt
too. There were times when he had
brushed one of his arms with his hand and had thought that the skin there felt
different too… softer. Was it possible
that those changes that the hormones would make in him were already
starting? It was nothing but a
frightening thought that he could do nothing at all about.
After his shower, he had barely
gotten back to his room and gotten his panties on before Carol was there
again. “Forget the panties today,” Carol
ordered. “You’re going to need to wear
something else instead.
“Something else?”
“Good morning Carol,” Janice called
sleepily from the doorway to his room.
“What’s going on?” Roger chanced
asking as he watched Carol walk over and give her mother a hug.
“I’m afraid that Carol has planned
something special for you today in honor of your final exams.”
“Something special?” Roger asked,
now growing more worried.
“Mm-hmm,” Janice replied.
“Is this something special,
something I’m going to like… or something else?”
Carol laughed. “I don’t think you’re going to like it all
that much.” She moved away from her
mother and started looking around his room.
“Now, where are those diapers you had?”
Roger was suddenly aghast. “The diapers!”
Carol opened his closet and peered
in. “There they are!” she exclaimed.
“Please… no! I have to teach! The kids!”
His only reply was to hear Carol giggle as she dug the large bag out of
his closet.
Roger looked to Janice. “Please…” He begged.
Janice only smiled. “I’m afraid that you’re going to have to
suffer a bit today… Candy. My daughter
rarely gets the opportunity to express her more… creative side, so when she
told me what she wanted to do, how could I possibly refuse? No, since I like to encourage Carol’s creativity,
I’m going to indulge her completely… which in this case means… so will you!”
Roger was growing more nervous by the
second. Before he could plead his case
again, Carol added to what her mother had just said. “Since you enjoy giving the kids tests so
much and we have to suffer through them, then I’m going to make sure that you
don’t enjoy it nearly as much today either.”
“Enjoy?” Roger exclaimed. “But… I have to give the tests. It’s a school requirement.”
“Never the less,” Janice told him,
“as I said, we will be indulging Carol’s creative side today, and you will
endure what she has worked out.”
“And what’s that?” Roger asked,
afraid to find out.
“It’s a surprise!” Carol replied
with total delight.
Roger merely looked at her as she
pulled several of the diapers out of the package.
“If you need to go to the bathroom
at all, you might want to do it now,” Carol said as she opened one of the
diapers and began spreading it out on the floor.
Roger took off for the bathroom to
at least try to go again. Diapers! Ugh!
He had no doubt that he would be in misery all day long. Another thought struck him. Carol had said that whatever they were doing
to him today was a surprise… which meant that the diapers were only part of
it! With that happy thought, his fear
went into overdrive.
A few minutes later, Roger
nervously went back to his room. With
her mother looking on, Carol was sitting on the floor with a pair of scissors
cutting slits into the coverings on one of the diapers she had pulled out of
the package. Three diapers he
noted. His fear went up another notch.
Carol looked up at Roger with a
gleam in her eyes. “Come over here and
lay down. I’ll diaper you myself this
time.”
Nervously, Roger did as he was told
and laid down near her. Carol grabbed
the diaper she had been working on with the scissors and moved to between his
legs. “Lift your butt,” she
ordered.
Roger raised his ass in the air
until she had put the diaper in place under him, then he lowered himself again…
and felt the horrible feel of the diaper as she pulled it as tight as possible
over and around him and taped it in place.
He had to do it again as she did the same with a second diaper… and
again as she did it with a third. Even
laying on his back, he could feel the tremendous bulk now between his
legs.
“Okay,” Carol said as she got to
her feet. “Go find some pantyhose and
put them on.”
“Pantyhose?” Roger asked, fearing
what he thought she had just said.
“That’s what I said, didn’t I?
Carol replied in no uncertain terms. “Put
some on!”
Roger moved quickly to his dresser
and pulled out one of the pairs that he usually wore to church. The uncomfortable bulk of all the diapers she
had put on him hampered his movements.
Pulling the pantyhose up over top of the very bulky diapers he was
wearing made him realize more than ever how thick the three diapers were. One thing was for certain, the diapers were
nowhere near as comfortable as the frilly panties he wore every day. In fact, after this, he would probably never
complain about the panties again!
With the pantyhose in place, Roger
looked up to see Carol grinning evilly at him… as she held out his corset. “Put a camisole on next,” she told him. “Unfortunately, Momma won’t let me make you
wear a bra to school. She said that was
part of the deal she had made with you once and she won’t break it.”
The fact that Janice was keeping
her word about not having him wear a bra to school wasn’t lost on Roger, but
with everything else Carol was dressing him in, the bra would have only been a
minor little thing. He slipped a
camisole on and stepped into his corset, and waited as Carol pulled all the
strings in place, pulling it tighter, and tighter, and tighter. When she was done, he was sure she had pulled
the darn thing tighter than it had ever been before! He could barely breathe!
“Okay,” she said when she had tied
his corset off. “Get dressed. Oh, no socks today. You won’t need them.”
“I won’t?” Roger asked, surprised
and horrified. But the only reply he got
from Carol was one of her devilish grins as she left his room to get dressed
herself. What the hell was she planning
today? His corset bit uncomfortably into
his chest. He tried to pull at it a bit,
but the effort was useless. He just
hoped he didn’t pass out today from being unable to breathe!
It was a half hour earlier than
Roger and Carol usually left for school when Janice asked her daughter. “Do you have everything you need?”
“Yes, Momma. I made sure of it.”
“Then I guess we’re ready,” she
declared. “My car today Candy. I’ll be driving you to school.”
Roger’s nervousness went up yet
again. Why would Janice need to drive
them to school… today of all days? But
he had long since been trained to do whatever Janice told him to do. There was simply no choice in the matter. Carrying his heavy expandable briefcase…
stuffed with exams that his students would be taking all day, he headed to the
garage and got into the back seat of Janice’s car. He wondered if Carol’s backpack didn’t look a
little fuller today than it usually did.
But then he knew she had been studying pretty hard all week so it was
most likely full of books… but then he was also aware that there was something
odd going on today that he was worried about too.
He was further surprised when once
they got to the school, Janice parked in one of the guest parking places and
got out of the car with them.
“Will you need to let the office
know that I’m going in with you?” Janice asked.
“Are you staying through any of my
classes?” Roger asked uncertainly.
“Oh no,” Janice replied with a
grin. “I’ll only be here for a few
minutes I’m afraid.”
“Then I think we can just go
straight to my room.” As they walked,
Roger was very aware of the fact that he wasn’t wearing any socks. He was glad they were early enough that there
would be fewer people around to notice the hose at his ankles. He was also more than a little aware of the
huge bulk of diapers he was wearing under his pants. The diapers were so bulky he could hardly get
his pants on earlier. It was almost a relief
when they all got to his classroom so nobody could see him… except that in a
little while, his room would be full of all too many people – his students!
As soon as she got into his
classroom, Janice closed the door behind them.
“Kindly remove your shoes and your pants… Mr. Brinkley,” she ordered.
Roger looked at her horrified, and
gulped. “My… pants?” he asked, even as
his hands were already starting to unbuckle his belt… that was buckled several
notches tighter than usual because of the corset around his waist.
Janice didn’t reply, she simply
watched as he nervously removed his pants, kicking off his shoes in the process
before lowering the pants and stepping out of them.
“I’ll take those,” Carol declared
happily. She grabbed his pants and picked
his shoes up from the floor, and she placed them on one of the desks at the
front of the room. Then she opened her
backpack and pulled out… the skirt from the grey suit they had shopped for last
weekend.
“You… want me to wear… that?” Roger
asked, totally horrified.
“Put it on!” Carol ordered in no
uncertain terms.
“But I can’t wear a skirt to
school,” Roger said, even as he took the dreaded garment from her. “The kids!
I’ll be thrown out!”
Carol only grinned. “That’s the beauty of what I’ve got planned
today,” Carol replied with a big grin.
If you do what I tell you, nobody is going to know!”
Roger couldn’t figure that part out
at all. All he could think about was
that he couldn’t wear a skirt in school… even as he pulled it up over his bulk
of diapers and zipped the zipper up in back.
The skirt was tight around his legs with only a small kick slit in the
back. With the huge bulk of diapers on
his rear, it was now very tight around his ass as well. And then he saw Carol remove his shoes from
her backpack and hold them out to him – the high heeled shoes that he wore to
church every week. “Those too?” he asked
horrified. But Carol only giggled.
Having no choice, Roger sat in his
chair and buckled the high heels onto his feet.
Then he stood up again. He was
dressed as a man, on top anyway. He wore
a white dress shirt complete with a jacket and tie. He hoped that the jacket hid the corset he
was wearing underneath. But he knew that
his jacket did nothing to hide what he was wearing below his waist – a skirt,
pantyhose, and his high heels! And he
was sure that his skirt couldn’t hide the bulk of diapers he was wearing under
it.
“How am I supposed to dress like
this today?” he asked. “I’ll be thrown
out of school!” He briefly wondered if
that was Carol’s plan all along, to get him thrown out so that she wouldn’t
have to take his final exam.
Carol walked over behind his desk
chair. “Sit down,” she ordered.
Worried, Roger sat.
“Now push yourself forward so that
you’re as far under your desk as you can get.”
Roger pushed himself forward… a bit
more than the point where he usually sat at his desk.
“There. Perfect!” Carol declared happily as she
looked at him from the side. “See Momma,
you can’t tell he’s wearing a skirt at all when he’s sitting like that. His jacket hides some of it, and his desk
hides the rest.”
Janice nodded approvingly. “And how about his shoes under the desk?” she
asked.
Carol hurried to the back of the
room and sat in one of the desks. She
slouched down just a bit to make herself lower.
“Put your feet forward more,” she ordered.
Roger pushed his high heeled feet
out toward the far end of the desk.
“Now pull them back just a little,”
Carol told him. She watched as part of
his feet disappeared. “Back just a
little more,” she ordered. “There!” she
declared happily. As long as you don’t
extend your feet any further out from under your desk than that, then nobody
will see your shoes.”
“I…
I’ll have to sit here all day, just like this!” Roger said, his voice
full of horror.
“That’s the idea,” Carol declared
happily. “If we have to suffer through
your tests, then I don’t see why you shouldn’t have to suffer too.”
“But… I won’t be able to move!”
Roger exclaimed.
“Like I said,” Carol replied. “That’s the idea. And now you know why you’re wearing all the
diapers. You won’t be able to leave that
chair without anyone seeing what you’re wearing.”
Roger was simply horrified. He noticed Janice walking around the
room. Inspecting him from all
angles.
“It looks perfect!” Janice declared
with more than a hint of amusement in her voice as she got back to Roger’s
desk. “I’m sure you’re going to have a
very interesting day today. Carol will
bring you some lunch later so you have something to eat, and I’ll be back with
your pants after school.” She picked up
Roger’s heavy expandable case and set it on top of his desk so he could reach
it.
“But… what if someone comes
in? What if I have to get up for any
reason?”
Janice shook her head. “You’ll just have to work something
out.” Her face turned more serious. “Actually, I’m not overly worried about
anyone finding out about what you’re wearing.
The school year is all but over, and Candy Brinkley is soon to become a
permanent part of the world and Roger Brinkley is being removed!” Her face lit up in a smile that Roger could
only call evil. “Have a nice day today…
Mr. Brinkley.”
Roger watched as Carol and her
mother walked out together, leaving his classroom door totally open. How was he supposed to survive the school
day? It wasn’t possible!
Since he could do little else, he
pulled all of the printed exams out of his expandable case and set the case on
the floor. He sorted the exams into
piles that would be ready for each class.
As he sat, he was very aware of the miserable bulk of diapers under his
skirt. He couldn’t close his legs… even
though the tight skirt was trying to force his legs completely together. The tightness of the bulk at his crotch
between his legs was more than a bit uncomfortable, yet there was nothing that
he could see that he could do about it.
With nobody in the room, he chanced
stretching his legs out, aware that his high heeled feet would show below the
other side of his desk. But the moment
one of his students entered the room, he quickly pulled his feet back again. He had a feeling that he was going to get
very tired sitting like he was all day.
When all the students had arrived,
he asked one of them to close the door.
Not daring to get up or even move in his seat, he told two of the
students in front of him to come to his desk where he handed them the exams to
pass out for him. Five minutes later,
the exam had started and he dared to push his chair back away from his desk for
a little while and lounge back in it as much as his stupid corset would allow,
while the students took the test. He
might not be able to get out of his chair, but with everyone concentrating on
the test, he could at least move a little bit to be more comfortable for a
while.
2 comments:
Yay more diaper time :) Boy he's got to be feeling super tense.
Fantastic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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