Too Old to be Young - Chapter 5 – Part 2 of 2

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Too Old to be Young

By Karen Singer

 Chapter 5 – Part 2 of 2

 Despite his situation, lunch was good.  Jim was surprised when the women didn’t mention his situation at all.  They talked about some Bridge game they were going to later that night at the community center, and they talked about a few other things happening in the community, but they didn’t mention his situation at all. 

Once lunch was over, hoping he would be getting a fresh diaper soon, he went ahead and peed into the one he had been wearing for the last few hours, hoping his next one would stay dryer longer.  With that done, he asked, “Can I change this diaper yet?”

Jackie looked around at both Pam and Lisa.  “I guess this is as good a time as any,” she replied.  “Right this way.”

Jim followed Jackie through her house and into her bedroom, not understanding why.  He had already been naked and had diapered himself in her living room.  But in her bedroom, he quickly noticed that all the blankets and sheets had been removed from her bed, and her bed was covered with what looked like an old shower curtain instead. 

Pam came up close behind Jim and said, “Get undressed.  We’ll do the diapering this time.”

Jim turned quickly and looked at her, totally surprised.  But he had no problem with that at all.  He removed his shoes, socks, shirt, and pants.  Then he had to wait while Jackie once again had a lot of trouble untying the yarn holding the straps of the bathing suit together.  Finally getting that suit off was a huge relief.  He was now looking forward to those new onesies getting here.  Jackie had been right, they would make life a lot more comfortable for him…as long as he continued with this game, which in truth, he was sort of enjoying…except for the part about his shoes.  That part still had him angry.  His diapers he had noticed earlier couldn’t be seen under his pants.

“Lay down,” Lisa told him.  “On your back of course.”

Jim laid down on the shower curtain covered bed.  The plastic felt cold against his body.  While Lisa started pulling the tapes of his diaper up, he felt Jackie grabbing his left right wrist and pulling.  He turned to look at her, and saw her slip a loop of yarn over his wrist and pull it tight.  “What are you doing?” he asked, surprised and worried.

“Keeping your hands out of the way,” Jackie replied as Pam grabbed his other wrist and pulled. 

In moments, they had not only his wrists tied up to his headboard, but his ankles were stretched out toward the footboard.  With that, Lisa finally pulled the wet diaper he had been wearing out from under him.

“Is it me,” Pam said, studying him, “or does he look even smaller than he did last night.”

“He’s not as excited as he was last night,” Jackie noted.

“I guess that’s it,” Pam replied.  She looked at Jim’s face.  “Are you sure your wife wasn’t disappointed with that thing?”

Jim fumed a bit over her comment, but said nothing.

Jackie handed both Lisa and Pam razors while she held a third. 

“What are you doing?” Jim demanded.

“Getting rid of that ugly hair on your body!” Jackie told him.  “Like it or not!”

Together, all three of them began shaving every inch of his body from the neck down.  They took turns and spent the most time working on his scrotum and the area around his penis, spending more time laughing at how small his penis was than actually shaving it.  But eventually they finished his frontside and turned him over and did his entire backside as well.  When they were done, they turned him onto his back again and Lisa slid the fresh diaper under him and taped him tightly into it. 

Jackie and Pam untied his hands and feet and Jim got up, his hands feeling the skin on his entire hair-free body.  His hair-free cock inside his diaper lurched, even though he gave no outward sign of it.

“Come along,” Jackie told him as she led the way back to her living room.  “Leave your clothes right there.  I think I want to see you in just that diaper for a while.”

Wearing nothing but the diaper, Jackie led him back to her computer and made him sit down.  She leaned down close to his head and spoke softly.  “From now until I say you can go home, I want you on the web looking at women’s shoes.  All kinds of women’s shoes.  We want to see you studying them.  Women’s shoes, and nothing else.  Now find some pictures.”

Jim’s eyes went wide.  Was she planning on making him buy some?  She had mentioned it before.  But he dutifully opened her web browser and typed in women’s shoes.  It took almost no time for him to find more than enough to keep him busy.

Someone knocked on Jackie’s door and Jackie hurried to open it.  As she expected, Beverly was there.

“He’s gone,” Beverly said softly. 

“How did it go?”

“There’s some cleanup he’s going to have to do, but otherwise, real well.”

“Good.  Come look at what we have him looking at.”

Beverly followed Jackie over to her desk and saw a page filled with women’s shoes.

“Since he likes them so much,” Jackie told her, “I thought I’d have him spend some time looking at them.  He can dream about not just wearing them, but which ones he might actually buy.”

Beverly laughed.

While the women sat and talked at Jackie’s table, Jim was stuck looking at women’s shoes on the internet.  But the longer he looked at them, the more he found he was having a problem.  His cock, inside his diaper, was growing.  Just thinking about all those shoes, and now the fact that he had no choice but to only wear women’s shoes, was the stuff of his fantasies, and consequently, it was fueling his need for an orgasm.  He wanted to rub the front of his diaper so badly with his hands, but with the women there, he dared not.  If he didn’t go home and take care of it soon, he might actually explode in his diaper without touching himself.  He desperately wanted to at least hump himself to put some kind of pressure against his cock and get as much enjoyment out of it as he could.  Unfortunately, the women seemed to be perfectly content with their visiting and talking, while he was becoming less and less content looking at – shoes!

It was a long time later when he suddenly found Jackie standing next to him.  She handed him his low-heeled pumps.  “Put these on,” she told him.  “It’s time to go back to your house.”

Jim noticed Pam holding the rest of his clothes.  He reached for them, but she pulled them away. 

“Just wear your diaper,” she told him.

“But…” Jim started to argue.

“It’s just next door,” Jackie told him.  “And we’ve been enjoying seeing you in just a diaper for a while.  So just go home the way you are…unless you want me to tie you into my bathing suit right now instead of later.”

That was something Jim could do without.  He was excited and happy to do without that bathing suit for a while.  Not to mention, he needed to do without it for a while so he could use the bathroom and get rid of another problem that had been building up in him all day.  A smelly problem.  Since the women weren’t giving him a choice, and anxious to get out of his diaper for a while, he grabbed the low-heeled pumps and slipped his feet into them.  Wearing nothing at all to cover his diaper, he carried his clothes out the door and literally ran across Jackie’s lawn to his own house. 

“One hundred…ninety-nine…ninety-eight,” Pam began counting.  The women all laughed as Pam continued to count down the seconds from one hundred.

Jim breathed a big sigh of relief the moment the door was closed behind him. 

With a few needful things on his mind, he headed straight for his bedroom.  He threw his clothes on the bed and went straight into his bathroom…and stopped dead.  His toilet was missing.  Gone!  There was nothing but a big plastic cap covering the pipe that led down through the floor and the remnants of a nasty waxy ring surrounding it where the toilet had been sealed to the floor.  He stared in disbelief.  Gone!

“Seventy-four…seventy-three…seventy-two…”

Jim ran to the other bathroom in his house.  The toilet there was gone as well.  Just a plastic cap and that nasty looking ring.  Panicked, he ran all around his house searching, but he didn’t see any sign of his toilets at all.

“Thirty-eight…thirty-seven…thirty-six…”

Still wearing just his diaper, Jim ran out his front door and went into the laundry room.  No toilets there.  He went into the storage room on the other side of his carport…and stopped.  Both his toilets were sitting in there, side by side up against the back wall.  They were there…but they weren’t in the bathroom where he needed them to be.  They were completely useless where they were now…and he didn’t have a clue how to hook them up again.  He ran back into his house.

“Nine…eight…seven…”

Jackie’s phone rang.  “Close,” Jackie laughed.  “You were almost right to the second.”  She connected the call and put her phone on speaker so they all could hear.

“What did you do?” Jim’s panicked voice came over the tiny speaker.

“What do you mean?” Jackie replied, trying hard not to laugh.

“My toilets.  You got rid of them.  Both of them.”

It was Beverly who spoke loudly.  “We didn’t get rid of them,” she told him.  “They’re just out in your storage room.”

“But…I need them in the bathroom!”

“What for?” Jackie asked.  “You’re not allowed to use them anymore, so all we did was to make life easier for you.”

“Make life easier?” he screamed.

“Of course.  Since you wanted to be stuck using diapers all the time, we simply removed the temptation.”

“But…but…”

“Jim, calm down,” Jackie told him.  “This is what you wanted, remember?  This is exactly what you asked for.”

“But…”

“Is there more room in your bathrooms now?” Pam asked. 

“But…”

“Look at it this way,” Pam continued, “not only won’t those nasty things be a temptation anymore, but they won’t be in your way.”

“And better still,” Lisa called out.  “You won’t even have to worry about cleaning those nasty things.”

“Good one!” Beverly said.  “I hate cleaning toilets.”

“Me too!” Pam agreed.

“We all do!” Jackie said.

Jim was going crazy.  “What am I going to do?”

“What do you mean Jim?” Jackie asked.

“What…”

“I’m quite sure you can figure that out all by yourself, Jim,” Jackie replied.  “In fact, now you’ve got no choice but to figure it out.”

“But I don’t want…”

“Jim!” Jackie said sternly.  “It’s too late!  This is exactly what you wanted – to be stuck with no way out.  We’re just giving you exactly what you asked for.  Jim…welcome to your fantasy!  We’ll be over on a little while to see how your bathrooms look now,” she told him.  “Bye Jim.”

She ended the call and all four women laughed. 

“I can’t wait to see his bathrooms now,” Lisa said.

“Let’s give him about fifteen minutes to get a little more used to the idea,” Jackie told her.  “Then we’ll go over.  I’m going to put him back into that bathing suit again too.”

“What on earth for?” Lisa asked.

“Just to make him doubly realize what he’s stuck with now.”

“If he’s stuck using his diaper,” Pam noted, “then I have no doubt that eventually he’s not only going to be wet, but he’ll be messy in the back end as well.  If he can’t get out of his diaper, he’s going to be stuck in that.”

“Yes,” Jackie said.  “And it’s probably not a good idea.  But for now, I’d like him to get used to the fact that we’re taking all those decisions away from him.  He’ll change his diaper when we decide, not him.”

“Making him a little more stuck in them,” Beverly realized.

“Yes,” Jackie agreed.

Fifteen minutes later, all four women barged into Jim’s house.  They found him sitting in his dark living room, still in just his diaper.  Jackie went to the window and pulled the curtains fully aside.  “No!” Jim exclaimed quickly.

“Jim,” Jackie said.  “It’s dark in here.  This is much better.”

“I don’t want to take a chance of anyone seeing me through the window.”

Jackie shook her head.  “Leave it open.”

“I’m going to look,” Pam said as she headed for the main bathroom.  The other women followed.  Jim got up from his chair and reluctantly followed.

“It looks so different!” Lisa exclaimed. 

“What is that on the floor.  It looks bad!” Pam said, looking at the remnants of the wax seal that had been left behind.

“Both toilets had a thick wax seal under them to make sure nothing leaked,” Beverly told them.  “That’s all that’s left of it.”

“You might want to clean that up,” Jackie told Jim.  “Before you step in it.  I have no doube you’ll have a real mess to deal with if you do.”

Jim said nothing. 

The women checked out the other bathroom, the one attached to his bedroom.  But it looked exactly the same.

“Okay Jim,” Jackie said.  “Fun time is over.”  She handed him the bathing suit to put on again.”

“What do I need this for now?” Jim asked, frustrated with everything.

“Because I want you stuck in that diaper until I say you can change it.  Now put it on!”

Reluctantly, Jim pulled the too small, too tight bathing suit up his body, and in moments, the straps were tied tightly behind his head so there was no way he could get it off.

Jackie turned to Jim and ran her hand lightly down the side of his face.  “I do hope you’re having fun with all this,” she said, “because that was the whole point of it all.  You, enjoying the situation.  Now you can enjoy it a little more.”  She grinned wickedly.  “I know I am.  Aren’t fantasies fun?”

 

Too Old to be Young - Chapter 5 – Part 1 of 2

 

Too Old to be Young

By Karen Singer

 Chapter 5 – Part 1 of 2

 Jackie wasn’t expecting anyone to knock on her door.  When she answered it, she found both Lisa and Pam there.

“Hi,” Lisa said.  “We were both wondering how things were going with you and Jim, so instead of calling separately, we decided to jump in the golfcart and come over together.”

“Come on in,” Jackie told them with a smile. 

“Have you seen him yet today?” Pam asked.

“Of course.”

“Is he still in that diaper?”

“Not the one he left here in last night.  I went over and let him shower and change into a fresh one.  Actually, Beverly went over with me.  I’m pretty sure that his predicament hasn’t fully sunk in yet.  I have no doubt it’s going to take a few days for it to hit him completely.”

“So you had no trouble with him at all?” Lisa asked.

“Not with that.  Not a lick.  But while he was in the shower, Bev and I gathered up every pair of men’s shoes he had, and I brought them back here.  It sure took him long enough to figure out they were missing, but when he did, boy did he have a fit.”  She laughed.  “You should have seen him!  I loaded all his shoes up into my car and backed out of the driveway, and he came running across my lawn begging me not to get rid of them.”

“Did you?” Pam asked.

“Of course!  I donated them all to charity.  He’s got nothing but women’s shoes left to wear now, just like he wanted.”

“You didn’t even save one pair for emergencies?”

“What kind of emergencies?” Jackie replied.  “As far as I’m concerned, no matter what happens, I see no reason at all why he can’t face it in a decent pair of women’s shoes.”

Both Lisa and Pam laughed. 

“Um…ladies,” Jackie said.  “Just so you know, first thing this morning, I did go ahead and order something from the internet for him.”

“What?” Lisa asked.

“Well, I have no doubt that eventually he’s going to start balking, and balking hard at having to wear diapers all the time.  Which if you’ll remember, is just what he wanted.  So I spent some money on something to make him think twice about not doing as he’s told.”

“What did you buy?” Pam asked.

“Remember that little used device that someone was selling because it was too small and painful?  The one with all the spikes inside?”

“Oh God,” Pam replied.  “That thing looked nasty!  I could almost feel the pain just looking at it.”

“Yeah well, I decided it will be the perfect thing to use if he ever decides to give me any trouble, which I have no doubt is going to happen.  I’m hoping it will be here in the next few days.  Actually, I’m very surprised that Jim hasn’t outright tried to back out of everything already.  I’m amazed at that.”

“Me too,” Lisa told her.  “So you’re really going to make him…keep doing it?”

“That was the whole idea.  The whole point of it was to do it whether he liked it or not…up until the point where I lose interest.  And just so you know, Beverly has already called her nephew as well.  He should be here sometime today between noon and two.  I’m going to bring Jim over here for a few hours at lunchtime and keep him busy with a few things, including trying to shave what hair he’s got all over his body.  Want to help?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” Pam replied.

“Good.  Let me show you what else I was thinking of.” 

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 Jim tried writing, and wasn’t getting anywhere.  He tried reading, and found it too hard to concentrate on his book.  The situation he was in was still too new.  And it had suddenly gotten a whole lot more frightening when she had gotten rid of every pair of men’s shoes that he owned.  That was something he had never expected.  Now he couldn’t wait until the new pair he had ordered over the internet got here.

He needed to pee again.  He’d been holding back for a while, but what was the use?  He couldn’t get the darn bathing suit of hers off to use the toilet if he wanted to…which he did!  He stood up and let himself pee into the diaper.  As always, the warm pee rushing out and running down all around him added some excitement, and then it was over.  He felt around his pants.  No leaks.  Good. 

His musings were interrupted when his phone rang.  He noticed that it was Jackie calling.  “Hello?”

“Hi Jim?  Enjoying yourself?

“Not completely,” he replied.

Jackie chuckled.  “Have you had lunch yet?”

“No.  It’s still a bit early,” he replied.

“Well grab a fresh diaper and come on over.  I’ll let you change over here in a little while.”

Jim wasn’t sure if he had a choice in the matter or not, but if he wanted a fresh diaper, which he did, then he figured he had better do what she wanted.  “Okay,” he replied.  “I’ll be right there.”

“Oh Jim!” Jackie said quickly.  “I don’t know what you’re wearing, and I don’t care…other than your diaper and your shoes, but whatever it is, you better make sure you can bring your wallet with you too, or at least your credit card.”

“My credit card!”

“I’ll explain when you get here.  I have a feeling you’ll want to buy something to make your life easier.”

“Easier?”

“I’ll explain when you get here.”

Five minutes later, he was walking across her lawn, still wearing men’s pants and shirt, but he was again embarrassed by the breast bulges in his shirt because of her bathing suit he had on under his clothes.  The low-heeled pumps he was wearing were an embarrassment too.  He could do nothing at all about either of those situations.  He knocked on her door, hoping to get inside quickly.  He was shocked when the door was answered by Lisa, not Jackie.

“Hi Jim,” Lisa greeted him brightly.  She started chuckling as she let him inside.  “Somebody’s got a bra on under their shirt, and I’m not talking about me.”

“It’s just her stupid bathing suit,” Jim replied.  “I can’t get the thing off.”

Lisa laughed.

“Hi Jim,” Pam greeted him.

“Jim looked around but didn’t see Beverly.  “Are you all here?” he asked.

“Not Bev,” Jackie told him.  “She’s busy.”

“You said something about making my life easier?”

“Absolutely!” Jackie replied.  “Are you enjoying that bathing suit of mine?”

“No!” Jim replied.  “Yes, I’m enjoying the fact that I can’t get at my diaper underneath, and I’ve got no choice but to use it, but it’s way too tight and the shoulder straps hurt.”

“I thought so,” Jackie replied.  “But right now, it’s all we have.  I did find something else that you can buy though that we can use instead that I’m sure will be a whole lot more comfortable for you.”

“What?”

“Come over to my computer.” 

She led the way to her desk where her computer was setup and already set to the webpage she wanted him to buy from.  Jim recognized it as soon as he got a look at the screen.

“Onesies?”

“You got it.  Aren’t they cute?  I never knew such a thing existed in an adult size.  And the zippers in the back are lockable so we don’t have to worry about you.  The material looks nice and soft, and I have no doubt they’ll be a lot more comfortable than that bathing suit you’re wearing now.”

He said nothing.  He just stared at the screen.

“You’ve got two choices,” Jackie told him.  “Buy yourself a couple of those onesies, or we keep using that too tight bathing suit, and maybe a few others we have around here between us that may be even smaller than the one we’re using now.”

Jim looked up at her.

“Your choice,” Jackie said again.  “Comfort, or pain.”

Jim looked back at the screen and reached out to grab her mouse.

“It’s your choice, but I recommend getting at least two, and personally, I love the kiddie prints.  They’ll go so well with some of those new diapers we ordered for you.”

Ten minuets later, Jim had ordered two animal print onesies – lockable. 

“Don’t worry Jim,” Jackie said softly in his ear.  “I already ordered a package of locks for them…and anything else we may need them for too.”

Jim stared up at her in horror.

“Lunch?” Jackie asked brightly. 

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 Beverly was looking out her front window when she saw her nephew’s van pull into her driveway.  She hurried outside and was standing next to his van before he could get out.  “It’s the house right across the street.  On the corner,” she told him.  She hurried across the street to Jim’s house while her nephew backed his van out of her driveway and backed it into Jim’s driveway.

“Hi Aunt Beverly,” her nephew greeted her as he got out of the van and gave her a hug.”

“Thanks for doing this for us,” Bev told him.

“Why am I doing this again?”

“It’s for a…don’t ask.  Okay.  Just do it.  We’re having fun.”

“So this is for a joke?”

“Um…sort of, but no.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Can you just do it for us?”

He shrugged.  “I guess.”

“Right this way,” Beverly told him as she headed for Jim’s front door. 

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Too Old to be Young - Chapter 4 – Part 2 of 2

 

Too Old to be Young

By Karen Singer

 Chapter 4 – Part 2 of 2

 The darn bathing suit she had trapped him in was still just as tight and uncomfortable as it had been all night, despite the thinner diaper he was wearing.  He didn’t even try untying the string that held the straps together behind him.  He already had enough experience trying to untie it last night and again this morning, that he knew he didn’t stand a chance.  Even Jackie had trouble with it when she let him out of the thing earlier.  He was stuck!  And the situation was exciting him like never before. 

Experimenting, he decided to get dressed and put some clothes on over top of the bathing suit.  He was tempted to put something girly on, but he had enough excitement already.  He decided to dress normally instead.  Man clothes!  Normally he would have grabbed some underwear to put on, but that wasn’t exactly an option.  He grabbed a pair of socks though.  With them on his feet, he went into his closet and grabbed a pair of pants and a shirt.  He put them on along with a belt to hold his pants up, then he went to his full-length mirror to see how bad the diapers showed under his pants. 

It wasn’t the diapers underneath that caught his attention in the mirror first.  It was the bumps sticking out of his chest where the bra part of the bathing suit was.  He pushed them in with his hands, but the padding underneath was too stiff to stay that way and the bumps came right back as soon as he pulled his hands away.  Horrified, he tried pushing them in again and again, only to have them spring back into place.  If he ever had to go out…and he was hoping that right now he didn’t, he was going to have to find a way to deal with that problem.

He turned his attention lower, down to where his pants hid the diaper underneath.  He ran his hand up and down, all around the area, turning as far in each direction as he could.  Getting older was filled with disappointments, and one of them was that his butt wasn’t as big as it used to be.  Consequently, he saw no sign of the diaper underneath at all.  Especially since it was all held tightly in place by the bathing suit. 

Happy about that, but concerned and excited at the same time about the “breasts” sticking out from his chest, he headed back to his closet to grab a pair of shoes to put on, his mind already deciding on the low-heeled women’s pumps he wore most days whenever he was in the house.  Back in his closet, his eyes spotted the pumps right where he had left them when he had taken them off last.  But in looking down to put his feet into them, something appeared to be wrong.  Something appeared to be missing.  There was empty floor next to where all his women’s shoes were.  He stared at the blank spot, then turned all around searching his closet.  Every pair of his men’s shoes that he always kept in his closet appeared to be missing.  He searched the closet again and didn’t see them.  He hurried out of the closet and searched quickly around his bedroom.  None.  Room by room he ran through his house, looking for his missing shoes.  All his missing shoes.  He didn’t see any sign of them at all.  What had she done?  What had that demented woman done to him now?

Panicked, he picked up his phone and called her.  “I can’t find my shoes!” his panicked voice yelled into the phone.

It was all Jackie could do not to laugh.  “What do you mean?  I saw them in your closet.”

“They’re not there!  Trust me.  They’re not there.”

“Yes they are!” Jackie argued.  “I saw them.  All three pair of shoes you have.  The high heels, the low heels, and that ridiculous pair with the big white bows and the locks.”

“No.  I mean my men’s shoes.  Where are they?”

“Oh, those,” Jackie replied, finding it even harder to keep from laughing.  “I took them.  I’ll be getting rid of them permanently for you in just a few minutes.”

“No!”

“Jim,” Jackie said.  “This was your fantasy, remember.  You wanted to be stuck in diapers and just women’s shoes, with no way out of either.”

“No.  But…I can’t!”

“What do you mean you can’t?  Of course you can.  In fact, just like you wanted, now you’ve got no choice.  And I intend on making sure you’re stuck with no choice in the matter from now on.  By the way, you really do need to get some different colored shoes.  Every pair you’ve got is black.  We’ll look into that problem another time, but soon.”

“But I can’t!  What if I have to go out?”

“Of course you’ll have to go out.  You can’t sit in that house forever.”

“But my shoes!”

“Jim, you’ve got three perfectly good pairs of shoes there.  Well, two and a half, although I can’t wait to see you go somewhere while you’re locked into that one pair.”

“But I can’t.  Bring my shoes back.”

“No Jim.  In fact, I’m leaving now to dump them all in a donation bin somewhere.”

“No!”

“Jim, this is what you wanted.  This was your fantasy.  Welcome, to your fantasy!  See you at lunchtime.”

She hung up the phone, unable to contain her laughter anymore.  A moment later, she realized something else.  She had just said she was going to get rid of his shoes, and she intended on doing just that, but it would help if he could actually see her doing it…or at least going to do it.  She grabbed all of his shoes that she had gathered up and stuck them into a bag and went out to her car.  As she backed it out of the driveway, she suddenly saw him running across her lawn in her direction.  She noticed he was only wearing a pair of black socks on his feet.  She also noticed the breast forms from her bathing suit bulging his shirt out.  She chuckled at that as she stopped the car and let her window down.

“No!” Jim yelled as he reached the car.  “Don’t do it!”

Jackie wanted to laugh again.  “Sorry Jim, but it’s your fantasy.  They’ve got to go.”

“No.  I want to quit.  I don’t want this anymore.”

With a chuckle, Jackie replied.  “Too late.  You wanted no choice.”  She started backing out of the driveway again, then stopped.  She reached into the bag of shoes and brought one out.  She held it up so he could see.  Say goodbye to men’s shoes…forever!” with a cackling laugh, she stepped on the gas and quickly backed the rest of the way out of her driveway.  She was still laughing as she headed down the street, already picturing in her mind which donation center was going to benefit from the five pairs of men’s shoes she had with her.  They would benefit, and Jim was going to be stuck.  He was already stuck! 

She laughed again when she dumped all his shoes into the big collection dumpster.  She was still laughing when she got home.  Yeah, this stupid idea was going to be a bit of work on her part, but so far, she was getting more laughs out of it than anything else had given her in years.

In the house right next door, Jim sat in one of his living room chairs, staring at the narrow gap between his back curtains.  His men’s shoes were gone.  Gone!  The only shoes he had to wear now were all women’s shoes.  It was the stuff of his fantasies.  But now that it had become real, it was nothing but a nightmare.  What was he going to do?  Without a doubt, he was going to have to get another pair of men’s shoes – right away!  But to do that, he had to wear women’s shoes out in public to get them.  Unless he ordered them from the internet.  Yes!  It might take a day or two, but that was no problem.  He had no reason to go out of the house for anything for a few days yet.  

With that much decided, he headed for his computer.  Twenty minutes later, he was looking forward to an order being delivered for a pair of casual men’s shoes.  He felt somewhat relieved now that the order had been placed.  He was going to feel a lot more relieved once that order arrived, according to the tracking, Friday!  He hoped it would be early Friday.

 

Too Old to be Young - Chapter 4 – Part 1 of 2

 

Too Old to be Young

By Karen Singer

 Chapter 4 – Part 1 of 2

 As usual, Jackie woke up earlier in the morning than she was happy about.  For once though, her mind wasn’t fixated on her aches and pains.  For once, they were secondary to the main thing she was thinking about – Jim.  She still couldn’t get over the fact that not only had he shown up last night, but he had stayed and done what they wanted – right up to the point of no return where she had made him put her bathing suit on and she had literally tied him into it. 

One of the pains of this whole thing was that she was going to have to do a lot of going over to see him to let him change his diapers.  For a while anyway.  She was going to have to do that later this morning.  But not for a while yet.  She didn’t care if he was awake or not, she’d rather let him stew in that thick diaper and start getting used to the fact that he was stuck in them.

Keeping him stuck in them for the foreseeable future was what a lot of today was going to be about.  She had absolutely no doubt that he was already wanting to end this deal, but as far as she was concerned, the deal was to keep him using his diapers whether he wanted to or not.  End of story for him.  Beginning of all the work for her. 

Speaking of what would be starting today, she got out of bed and found the bunch of computer printouts that the girls had all put together last week.  They had laughed about them in ways they hadn’t done in years!  She had saved all that paperwork, but the ones they had thought would be the most useful she had kept on the top of the pile.  She grabbed one of those printouts now and studied the picture.  The sight of it was disturbing, but to fulfill his fantasy, and consequently keep fueling her interest, she was going to need something just like it.  The more she studied the picture, the more she realized that it too was holding her interest.  Frightening, yet fascinating.  And she was a woman.

She went to her computer and went to the website.  Ten minutes later, the purchase had been made.  There were other things that would need to be bought – soon!  But she had yet to determine who would buy them, Jim, or her.  Most likely, Jim.  But she still wasn’t sure about that.

With item number one of the day finished, she headed to her kitchen to make coffee and breakfast for herself. 

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 Jim gave up trying to sleep and groggily dragged himself out of bed.  He automatically headed for the bathroom where he tried once again to get out of the bathing suit covering his diaper.  No luck.  Frustrated, he gave up and wet his big diaper once again.  The weight of the thing was heavy, but the bathing suit held it all up and in place.  He did notice though that the suit was bulging out all around the diaper – a lot!  The thicker his diaper had gotten last night, the more difficulty he had sleeping in it, and that didn’t count the fact that the thickness of the diaper kept him from closing his legs together.  But he’d had no choice but to try and sleep that way.  He couldn’t get the bulky thing off.

With no way to get the suit off, he waddled out into the kitchen, unable to ignore the super bulk between his legs.  He was tempted to not make any coffee, but he needed a cup.  He was having trouble thinking about anything at all except the situation he was in, but he needed the comfort of the coffee more than ever today.  If even just to hold the cup and not drink it. 

He was doing it.  He had gone through with it last night, and he was stuck with the situation.  It boggled his mind.  How many of his different fantasies had revolved around just this kind of situation?  He had masturbated twice since he had gotten home last night, and he was tempted to do it again right now.  In fact…with the coffee maker set up and brewing, he headed straight back to the bedroom.  The thick wet bulky diaper made masturbating again almost impossible, but that too was part of the fun.  It was a long time before he finished and could get up to finally get his coffee.  He wasn’t the least bit surprised when after his first few sips, he had to pee again.  Usually about now he’d be ripping his diaper off and would be done with it for it for a while, but he couldn’t do that this time.  She had fixed it where he couldn’t get the diaper off.  She had fixed it so that he was stuck.  The stuff of his dreams. 

Now, how long until she finally showed up so he could get showered and changed?  He was hoping it would be soon.  His backside was beginning to itch a little. 

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 It was still somewhat early, but Jackie’s phone rang.  The caller ID on her cellphone showed Beverly’s name.  “Good morning,” she greeted her neighbor across the street.

“Hi Jackie,” Bev said.  “I just wanted to let you know, I called my nephew already.  He’s going to try and work us in on his lunch hour, sometime between twelve and two.  He couldn’t get any closer than that.”

“I’m sure that will work out just fine,” Jackie replied.  “In fact, I’ll make it work out just fine.”

“Have you been over to see him yet this morning?”

“Not yet.  I was just getting ready to go now.”

“Want some company?”

“Sure.  Why not?  And I can give you the key when we’re done.”

“Good idea.  See you in a few minutes.”

Jackie hung up the phone.  She grabbed her key ring and his house key.  She could knock on his door, but she wanted him to start getting used to her coming in whenever she wanted.  He needed to start realizing that his house wasn’t going to be his safe refuge away from the world anymore.  The world could come walking through his door anytime she wanted.  Heading outside, she noticed Beverly coming out of her house.  Jackie crossed her lawn in front of her house and stood in Jim’s driveway waiting for her.  Together they approached his door.  

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 When was she going to come?  Damn it!  His backside was getting itchy!  He couldn’t believe that the diaper he was wearing, as thick as it was, especially now, hadn’t started leaking yet.  But if she didn’t come soon, he had no doubt that it soon would.  Still waiting for her, he stood in front of a narrow opening between the curtains on his back window and looked out at the yard behind his house.  He was still looking out when he suddenly realized that his door was opening.  Alarmed at the intrusion, he turned quickly to see Jackie coming in.  And right behind her he noticed Beverly.  Two of them!

“Having fun?” Jackie asked.

“I’m starting to go crazy with itching inside this thing,” he complained. 

Jackie laughed.  “Too bad.  I’m sure you’ll get used to it in time.  Ready to get cleaned up?”

“Yes!  I’ve been ready…for hours!”

“Tough.  I was sleeping,” she told him, knowing full well what a lie that was.

In his bedroom, with Beverly looking on, it took Jackie a long time to unpick the knot she had created with the yarn holding the bathing suit straps together last night.  Once the yarn was removed, she watched amused as he struggled to get the thing off, breathing a big sigh of relief at having it gone.  She was more amused though at the size of the diaper he was wearing.  The thing had swollen up to huge proportions.  “I’m sure you can get that thing off yourself,” she told him.  He didn’t say a word.  He ran…actually waddled…quickly toward the bathroom.  But he found Jackie following him right inside.

“What are you doing?” he asked, seeing her in the bathroom with him.

She lowered the lid on his toilet seat and sat down.  “Making sure you don’t get any ideas,” she told him pointedly.

She was frustrating him again.  Making sure he would have no choice about using his diaper.  He felt his cock give a little bit of a twinge.  He managed to get the huge bulk of diaper off and he jumped in the shower.  Ah!  The warm water felt so good.  He began washing, taking as much time as he possibly could with it.

While Jim was in the shower, Jackie went out to his bedroom.  “Look around,” she told Beverly, let’s find his shoes.  All of them.”

Between the two of them, they found the three pairs of women’s shoes she had seen before, if you could call that one pair with the big white bow on the front, women’s shoes.  But more importantly, they rounded up five pairs of men’s shoes. 

“What are you going to do with them?” Beverly asked.

“Take them to my house when I leave.  It’s his fantasy.  I’m just letting him live it.”

“Jackie laughed.  “If you want to take them now, I’ll stay and wait for him to come out of the shower.”

Jackie smiled.  “Sure.”  She gathered up all five pairs of his men’s shoes in her arms and hurried back to her house with them. 

Jim turned the water off in the shower.  One of the longest and best feeling showers he’d had in a while.  He grabbed a towel and began drying off.  Half-dried, he finally came out of the shower, where he now found Beverly sitting on his toilet, blocking all his access to using it.  Darn!  And he was starting to need to pee again. 

“Grab a diaper,” Beverly told him once he had finished drying off.

“I haven’t shaved yet,” he complained.

Jackie was just coming back into his bedroom after dropping his shoes off at her house.  “She told you to put a diaper on.  Do that first.  Then you can shave.”

With a sigh, he went out, grabbed one of his thinner diapers and stood in front of the two women while putting it on.  Jackie handed him the swimsuit again, which he didn’t want, but with her standing there waiting, he finally managed to get it on again.  Two minutes later, he was tied into it so he couldn’t get at the diaper underneath.

“Now you can go shave,” Jackie told him.   We’ll be back around lunchtime so you can change again.”  She and Beverly giggled their way out his door.  Before leaving his driveway, Jackie passed his house key to Beverly.

“I’ll call you and let you know when he gets here,” Beverly told her.

“Thanks.” 

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