Rasputini - Part 2 of 3

Rasputini

By Karen Singer

 

Part 2 of 3

 

On Sunday, Dick didn’t know why he was going to the party again.  After how humiliating it had been for him last week, he couldn’t figure out why he still wanted to go.  But there was one bright spot, when he went home, he was already looking forward to wetting his pants again.  Maybe that was why he was looking forward to being there.  It was an excuse to get out of the house, then go home…and have some fun.  Of course, he had already done that a few times during the week.  He had come home from work, wet his pants, enjoyed himself for a while, then got right back in the car and drove around for a while before going home and doing it all again.  He never imagined that doing something like wetting his pants could be so enjoyable.

At the party, Maria circulated around for a while, just talking and enjoying it.  She noticed with amusement that Dick was often giving her little fearful looks, but he was staying well away from her.  She had no intention of letting that go on too long.

“Are you going to do anything else with Dick today?” Ruth finally asked.  “I only asked because last week you said you might.”

Maria smiled.  The little suggestion she had placed in all of them last week was working just as she hoped.  “Yes!” she told them.  “In fact, I’ve got something special for him today.  A couple of things actually.”

“What?” one of the others asked.

Maria smiled and sipped her wine, then said, “For starters, I think little Dickie needs a repeat lesson in what he learned last week.  And now that I’ve gotten to him once, I think you’ll see how much easier it will be for me to get into his head again today.”

Before anyone could ask anything else, she wandered away from them and headed for Dick.

“Hi Dick,” Maria said as she sidled sexily right up next to him.

“Uh…hi,” Dick replied nervously.

“Wet your pants!” she ordered, using none of her force of will.

Dick’s mind went into overdrive.  Just the thought of it brought up all the fun he’d had at home wetting his pants all week, but at the same time, he wasn’t home.  She was trying to humiliate him again in front of all his friends.  “No…please!” he begged.

“Wet your pants!” she said again, just barely pressing with her force of will.

“No…I don’t want…”

“Wet your pants,” she said once again, increasing her force of will just slightly.

“Please…” he begged, even as the images and memories of the pleasure he’d had all week once again went through his mind.

“Wet…your…pants!” she ordered, increasing yet again her force of will.

Dick suddenly looked down at his pants as he felt himself flooding them.

Maria laughed.  She hadn’t even fully put her willpower into it.  She had just started, and he was already wetting himself.  She reached up toward his red embarrassed face and placed her hand lovingly against his cheek.  “Good boy,” she told him.  “Stay like that an enjoy the party.”  With that, she left him and went back to the group of people she had started with.  “See,” she told them.  “Didn’t take me long at all today.”

“Poor Dick,” one of the women noted as she watched him still looking down at his pants, totally embarrassed.

Maria wanted one of them to say that the guy deserved it, but no one did.  Pity.  That would have been nice to hear.

“You said you were going to do a couple of things?” one of the women mentioned.  “What else?”

“Hmm,” Maria mused.  “I guess we might as well get into it.  Just give me a minute to find my bag first.”  She left them all and went to find her purse.  A larger one than she usually carried.  With that on her arm, she once again headed in Dick’s direction.  She walked right up to him and looked him in the eyes.  Fear!  That’s all she could see.  “Enjoying yourself?” she asked.

“Uh…”

“Don’t lie,” she told him.  “I got you to do that so easily I’ll bet you secretly loved it.”  She loved the way his face was turning red again.  She shook her head.  “You can’t go around with wet pants again like that.  Of course, you can,” she admitted.  “You did it last week, but Dickie boy, that just won’t do.  I mean…they smell!  You smell.  Not to mention, you are all wet.”

Dick wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do about it.  He looked down at his wet pants, then back up at her.

“Don’t worry, she told him.  “I’ve got just the thing for you.  The perfect thing.”  She opened up her full force of will on him and in a commanding voice said, “Lay down on the floor.  Now!”

Dick’s head went dizzy again.  That’s what he was thinking about as his body reacted and laid down like she wanted him to.

Maria knelt down next to him and started unbuckling his pants.  When his hands immediately started to stop her, she put some of her force of will into it as she said, “You can’t wear wet pants at a party.”  His hands dropped away, and his eyes stared up at her as she finished unfastening his pants, and then she tugged them off, pulling them over his shoes and slightly damp socks, leaving him in just his shirt and wet underwear.  She grabbed his underwear and his hands came back to stop her.

“No…” he said with some distress.

“Dickie, they’re wet!”  She put her full force of will into it as she looked him in the eyes.  “You wet your pants like a baby, right in front of everyone.  I’ll bet you wet your pants a lot at home now too.  There’s only one solution for someone who likes to wet their pants so much.”  With that, she reached into her bag and pulled out an adult disposable diaper with nursery prints all over it.  “You wet yourself like a baby, so you should wear diapers like a baby.  Now hold still while I put this on you.”

Under her force of will, Dick had no choice but to lay there while she diapered him in front of everyone.

 When she finished, Maria looked him in the eyes again and put her force of will behind her words.  “You’re going to stay in that diaper for the rest of the party.  Later, you can wet yourself again too so everyone can see you in it wet.  When you get home tonight, you’re going to order yourself more diapers and start wearing them all the time, even at work!”

With that, she withdrew her force of will and got to her feet.  Dick was a lot slower as his head took a few moments to clear.  It was only then that the full impact of what had just happened hit him.  He had allowed her to put a diaper on him, in front of everyone.  From his back, on the floor, he looked around.  Everyone at the party had gathered around to watch.  What was he going to do?  With little else he could do, he got to his feet while everyone watched him.  He looked down at the diaper.  Childish characters were printed all over it.  His hands felt it a little.  It felt…strange to wear.  His eyes went to everyone around him, but they finally landed on Maria.  She was smiling smugly at him…while she raised her wine glass to her lips.

“Get yourself a drink, Dickie boy,” Maria suggested.  “You might want to wet yourself again.”  With a laugh, she turned her back and walked away.

Dick’s diaper was wet when he carried his wet pants out to his car after the party.  He still couldn’t believe he had spent the entire party, in front of all his friends, wearing a diaper.  And that didn’t even include wetting his pants again in front of them before that.  Wearing no pants over his diaper felt strange to him as he drove home.  He worried a lot about other drivers seeing it, but what could he do?  Nothing.

He pulled into his driveway and headed for his garage, but thoughts of wetting his pants was already on his mind.  Except this time, he wasn’t wearing pants…but he could still wet himself.  It was like an irresistible urge.  He couldn’t stop himself if he tried.  The minute he got out of his car, he was home and he had to do it again.  Staring down at his already wet diaper, he let the floodgates open, and he wet himself.  With the diaper, it was a totally different feeling than wetting his pants.  His pee stayed inside the thing instead of just soaking everything and dripping downwards.  But he couldn’t help it, it still felt just as good.  He realized there was an upside to wetting the diaper too, he didn’t have to put up with wearing wet pants all around the house and being afraid of sitting on his furniture.

“Dickie boy…”

Dick looked up at the sudden intrusion.  Once again he hadn’t closed the garaged door before he wet himself.  And this time he was standing there in just a diaper and a shirt.  He couldn’t believe it when he saw Maria walking into his garage carrying a large package.  “Maria?” he asked nervously.  “What do you want?”

She put a bit of willpower into her words.  “Let’s go inside,” she ordered.  Once she had him inside his house, she put her full force of will behind her words.  Dick’s head went dizzy again as she spoke.

“Like I told you at the party, you’re going to order more diapers tonight.  A lot of them.  Some you can wear during the day, and maybe some thicker ones you can wear to bed.  I brought the rest of this bag I had ordered for you, so you have some to get you through until your new ones come in.  You’re going to need them all because you’re going to be wearing them all the time now.  The only time you won’t be wearing a diaper is when you’re taking a bath or a shower, but that’s it.  From now on, diapers all the time.  At home, at work, anywhere you go.  All the time.  So you need to make sure you keep ordering them so that you never run out.

“And you’re going to need all those diapers because from now on, you’re not going to be able to use a toilet.  Any toilet.  Any time.  You use your diapers instead, no matter how much you don’t want to.  From now on, you’re going to pee, and poop, in your diapers and nowhere else.  Any time you even think about using a toilet, you’re going to find that you get so distressed over it, that you simply can’t do it.  As much as you either like or don’t like it, you’re going to wet and mess in your diapers.

“I do have one thing you can do with a toilet though.  From now on, you’re going to find great pleasure and comfort, in cleaning them.  Even though you can’t use toilets, you’re going to find that cleaning them makes you feel good.  But the minute you consider trying to use one to pee or poop, you’ll get so stressed out it will hurt!

“Now Dickie baby, you’re going to continue to wet yourself as soon as you come home every day, and wetting and now messing your diapers is going to bring you a huge amount of sexual pleasure.  So you see, you’re going to really enjoy all those diapers you’ll need to buy now.”

She had just one final command for him.  “After I leave,” she told him.  “You will forget I was ever here.  You won’t even wonder about the bag of diapers I left you.  You’ll just enjoy them and order yourself more.”  With that, she withdrew her willpower and left.

Dick was so disoriented from her force of will that she was long gone before his head cleared.  He finally looked down at the wet diaper he was wearing.  Remembering how he had just wet it when he got out of the car had him so turned on.  His hands went to the front of it to masturbate.  This was better than wetting his pants.  He might never take them off.  He had to order more.  Soon!

 

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Everyone at the party had heard Maria tell Dick that he would be wearing diapers all the time now, even to work.  But once Dick got to work, he didn’t seem to get up from his desk.  He stayed put.  A few wondered if he would get up to go to the bathroom, but he never did.  Was he wearing a diaper under his pants like Maria had told him to?  They couldn’t tell.

Dick was too embarrassed over what had happened at the party to face anyone.  He kept his head down and worked as hard as he could.  He didn’t take a break or get up from his desk for anything.  And of course, he had no reason to get up to go to the bathroom.  For some unknown reason, anytime he tried to use a toilet now, he got all wacked out over it to the point where if he kept trying to use it, it started to really hurt.  When he needed to pee now, he had no choice but to sit there and pray his diaper wouldn’t leak.

At lunchtime, he still didn’t want to get up from his desk, but he had to eat.  He hurried out of the room after everyone else had left and went down to his car.  He drove through a fast-food drive-thru and got his meal.  He drove back to work and did everything possible to change his wet diaper in the car before carrying his lunch back up to his desk where he ate it before the rest of them could get back.  Whew!

He was so embarrassed and secretive about it, that everyone at work kept wondering.  The whispered comments mostly centered around, is he…or isn’t he?  Finally, near the end of the day, Maria herself decided to put an end to all the whispered wondering around the office.  She boldly walked up to Dick and did what no one else had the courage to do.  “Dickie baby,” she said, loud enough for everyone to hear.  “Are you, or aren’t you wearing a diaper under those pants you’ve got on?”

Everyone saw how red Dick’s face turned…as he jumped up from his desk and hurried from the room.  Proof enough!

 

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Adjusting to his new life in diapers was both stressful and rewarding for Dick.  On the one hand, he couldn’t help himself.  Peeing in his diapers turned him on so much he sometimes couldn’t stop thinking about it.  And he had quickly discovered that pooping in his diapers was just as good.  But on the other hand, it wasn’t right!  He still didn’t know why he couldn’t use a toilet anymore.  For some unknown reason, he had developed a phobia against using toilets.  Except oddly, he now found that for some unknown reason, he seemed to enjoy cleaning them.  Consequently, he cleaned both the toilets in his house every night, doing it in wet and often messy diapers.

At work, it was Wednesday before he gave up trying to hide the fact that he was wearing diapers under his pants.  He couldn’t use the toilets at work, but he could use the toilet stalls to change himself at lunchtime.  It was just a bit difficult to keep himself from cleaning the toilets every time he went in for a change.  He would never admit to anyone though that every time he secretly wet himself all day, he was loving it.  It was turning him on in ways he never imagined it could.

 

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Maria waited until Thursday night.  That evening, well after work, she made another little trip to Dick’s house.  She went to the front door and rang the doorbell.  It was a while before he opened his door, she could only guess as to why, but the moment he did answer the door, she put her full force of will behind her words.  “Let me in.”

Inside his house, she kept her force of will on him as she spoke.  “From now on, you’re going to start getting more and more interested in baby things.  Anything to do with what babies do and how they behave is going to fascinate you.  Instead of watching your usual shows on TV, you’re going to find the most childish things to watch instead, and they’re going to completely fascinate you.  Instead of the usual music you listen to, you’re going to be interested in listening to music made for infants and toddlers.  You’re going to go to the store and buy yourself some baby toys to play with, anything made for a child two-years-old or younger, and you’re going to play with those simple toys, finding that they’re totally fun to play with.  When you go to sleep at night, you’re going to start dreaming about how much fun it would be to live your entire life as much like a baby as possible, and just thinking about doing that is going to turn you on even more than wetting and messing your diapers.”

Maria’s next instruction for him had to do with the next party.  “Next Sunday when you go to the party, I want you to wear a shirt that won’t completely cover your diaper.”

Once again, she had her usual final instructions for him.  “After I leave, you’re going to go back to doing whatever you were doing before I got here, and you’re going to completely forget that I was ever here.”  A moment later she was gone, and Dick went back to cleaning his already sparkling clean toilet.  As he worked, his mind had a strange idea.  When he finished with the toilet, he turned the TV on.  Flipping through the cartoon channels, he found himself fascinated by one of the most childish ones possible.  But he wasn’t interested in looking away from it.  The simple childish cartoon had him completely fascinated.

 

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