Poof butts :3
Charles butt felt like a cannonball. It was a mere week ago that he had agreed to become the sissy in training of a couple he met on the internet, and he already had to negotiate their orders to be able to satisfy their demands. His initial task was relatively easy: His caregivers had rendered his toilet useless and commanded him to rely on his diapers. For this lovely Sunday however, they had planned a trip to the zoo. And Charles, now Charlotte, was not ready to wear his frilly pink dress with a pink diaper in public yet. So he had begged for mercy, and surprisingly, the couple had an actual interest in training him, so they gave him an easier outfit.
Easier didn’t mean easy though. This morning, Charles was instructed to put on a goodnite and a Crinklz with an extra booster pad. And even though that sounds manageable, it’s one hell of a bulge when you’re not allowed to wear more than a patterned onesie with a matching skater skirt. That, paired with the requirement to wear his hair in pigtails would make him fool to anyone with functioning eyes. He didn’t have time to review his decisions though. As he heard his caregivers’ car honking, he could only throw on his black skirt and waddle out of the door. Today was going to be a humiliating day… One of many to come.
