“Bu….but Mommy…..chu thaid I could make googoo’s on my birfday,” he pouted incoherently.
James had been diapered, sissified, and locked in chastity for the last year without even a milking to relieve his sexual tension, let alone an actual orgasm.
“Awwww, my widdle Jamie,” his wife, Cynthia, replied. “I said you could make googoos on your birthday if I felt you were mature enough, and little girl I don’t think you’re nearly there yet”
“How am I thupposed to be matuwe, mommy?”
“Well sweetie, for starters, can you even call me by my name? Sound it out cutie, Cyn-thi-a. And for seconds, nobody using a pacifier is close to being big enough for a big girl, adult orgasm. So I’ll cut you a deal, my widdle cupcake, if you can spit out your pacifier and say my name; I will let you out of your frilly, little frock right now, and I’ll give you the best sex of your life.”
James wriggled his diapered bottom in excitement, giggling behind his paci. Little did he know, the phrase “Widdle Cupcake” was one of his hypnotic, trigger phrases to keep him locked in his most extreme, sissybaby state.
He mustered up all his might and began to spit his pacifier out, but his mouth wouldn’t cooperate. A bead of sweat began to form on his brow, as he tried over and over again to let go of his binky, but the harder he tried, the harder he instinctively suckled on it.
He whimpered behind his paci before looking up at his former wife, now mommy, trying to say, “Cynthia, why can’t I spit it out?” But all that came out was “Mommy I wuv my paci mowe tan anyfing!”
“Aww, my little baby girl, that’s okay,” She said while patting his head. “Anybody your age would love their paci more than big girl cummies”
James began to break down into tears, crying vehemently as he felt his body betraying him, culminating in his bladder releasing as he flooded his fluffy, pink diaper, causing him to cry even harder.
Cynthia stroked his curly, pink hair before feeling the crotch of his diaper. “Shhhh…It’s okay baby girl, let’s go get that diaper changed then get you off to beddy byes for tonight. We’ll see if you’re ready to give up your paci and stop calling me ‘mommy’ next year.”
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maybe next year 💖😭
