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My Wife My Mommie part2As I opened the door I saw a lovely young girl receptionistsitting at the reception desk. She smiled at me as I approached herand in a loud voice said “Oh Hello…..you must be Mr. Meyer, wehave been expecting you. Are you dry now, or do you need diapersand rubber panties during the day as well.” In a very soft and trembling voice I told her that I was onlyhaving a problem at night and that my wife wanted me to see if itcould be corrected. She told me to fill out the necessary papersfor insurance reasons and to have a seat till she called my name.It was then that I turned around only to see several mothers withtheir little c***dren, knowing that they had heard every word. Theyall kind of smiled at me after hearing all the receptionist hadsaid. I meekly sat down in one of the chairs and waited for my nameto be called. There were toys of all types lying around the waiting room andbeing played with by the c***dren. One of the mothers looked at herlittle girl and said in a mocking tone, “Now don’t hog all the toysJane, maybe MR. MEYER will want to play.” I could have crawled ina hole.After everyone else was called and what seemed like aneternity, a very attractive nurse, in her late 20’s, called myname. I got up and followed her to a small room. She took all myvital signs, height, weight, blood pressure, and then asked me whatwas my problem. I told her that I was having trouble with wettingthe bed at night and that I wanted to find out why. She asked mewhy I requested to see Dr. More, and I told her I hadn’t, that mywife had made the appointment and I didn’t know why she made itwith Dr. More either. She had a knowing little smirk on her face,but didn’t say anything and continued in a very professionalmanner. I was told to disrobe as she handed me a ‘pink’ smock toput on, apologizing for the color, but saying that they were notequipped for men, and that this was the only thing that might fitme. I went behind the curtain and sheepishly put on the smock. Ididn’t want to come out with her still in the room, but she toldme not to be embarrassed and insisted that I come out. I did, andI can’t remember which was a brighter pink, me or the gown. Shethen left the room and told me the doctor would be in shortly.After what seemed like more hours, but in reality was only afew minutes, Dr. More came into the room. She had to be one of themost beautiful women I had ever seen. She had long blond hair thatwas pulled together in the back with clip combs and then continueddown to just below her shoulders. Her make-up was flawless, and herhands were delicate and well manicured. She wore a white smock overa skirt suit. The skirt was just above her knees and displayed thehigh heeled boots which came to just below adiosbet yeni giriş her knees and which hadat least 6 inch heels. She reminded me of the type of women thatyou would find in a B&D magazine and one that you would willinglydo anything she commanded. I was speechless. My eyes followed herevery move. She smiled at me knowingly and said very matter offact, “I understand you still wet the bed like a baby.” I told her that I did have an accident now and then and mywife wanted me to find out what was wrong. She told me that she had spoken to my wife and that it seemedlike more than just an accident now and then. In fact, she told methat my wife said I had wet the bed for the past several nights.She also told me that my wife mentioned to her about my desire towear women’s cloths before we were married and that she waswondering if this may be a direct result of my suppression of thatidea or if it were truly ‘medical’. She matter of fact told me thatbefore I left, all these and more questions would be answered. “Now,” she said, ” I want you to answer several questions forme. How long have you been a Transvestite?”I told her that I have had the urge to dress for as long asI could remember, and that even though the urge to dress was stillthere, I didn’t to it because of my marriage.”Do you have a secret desire to be a baby?” she asked.”Of course not!!!” I lied.”Do you have a desire to be a sissy baby, to be controlled bya dominant women?””These are stupid questions!!! I wet the bed a couple of timesand you think I’m some kind of pervert!!!” I said.”Look,” she said, “I only want to find the root of theproblem. If we have to be here all night, then that is what we aregoing to do. Further more, I personally think that wetting the bedwas more of a mental than a physical condition. Now just answer thequestions, and DON’T speak to me in that tone of voice again. DOYOU UNDERSTAND?”I was taken back by her powerful and authoritative tone ofvoice. About this time the nurse walked in with what appeared tobe the necessary items to draw blood. She put a tourniquet aroundmy arm and inserted the needle into the vein. After she took thefirst container of blood she took another, and then when I thoughtshe was taking a third, she place another tube in the holder, butthis was full of a clear liquid. After she injected the solutionin my system, I found out that it was not only a tranquilizer torelax me, but was really ‘truth serum’. My head began to whirl andevery thing went kind of blurry.”Can you hear me?””Yes” I said.”Do you know who this is?” she asked.”Yes,” I said, “you are Dr. More””Do you know why you are here?””Yes Dr. More, because I wet the bed like a baby.””Do you like to wet the bed like a baby?” adiosbet giriş Dr. More Asked.”Yes Dr. More,” I said”Tell me, would you like to be boy baby or a girl baby.””I would like to be a girl baby, a little sissy girl baby,”I said.”Do you have a name when you are a little sissy girl baby,”Dr. More said.”Yes Dr. More, I would like to be a sissy girl baby and myname would be Tami.””Okay Tami, it is alright that I call you Tami, isn’t it?””Oh Yes!!!! Dr. More.””Would you like to call me mommie?””Oh Yes Mommie. I would love to call you Mommie,” I said.”Tell me Tami, how do you feel when you wake up all wet likea little baby? How do you think you started to wet the bed?””I am so humiliated, but I love the warm feeling. I would loveto be securely diapered so I wouldn’t make the bed all wet. Ilistened to a hypnotic tape to make me wet the bed at night. Ithought it wouldn’t work, but all of a sudden I started to wet. Ididn’t know I was wet till after it happened.””Why do you desire to be a baby and further why would you liketo be a little sissy girl baby?” Dr. More asked.”When I was young, I always envied my sister. I like the wayshe always fussed over when she got into a pretty party dress. Iwas dressed in a plain suit and nobody cared. I wanted to be thecenter of attention and was always left behind. I always had aproblem at night, and one night my mother put me back into ‘pink’rubber panties and diapers. I received all kinds of attention, andI loved it. They actually knew I was around. From then on I havealways wanted to be able to be dressed in frilly, sissy outfits.””Okay Tami, now at least we know the truth as to why you wantto be a baby and a sissy baby at that. Your wife is in the nextroom and has heard all that has happened here. Now little Tami, siton the floor and I want you to suck on this pacifier while I go andtalk with your wife.”Dr. More left the room and I sat there in the middle of thefloor with a pacifier in my mouth, content at just sitting andsucking it.A short time later Dr. More and my wife came back into theroom. My wife had been crying and came over to me and gave me a bighug, telling me how sorry she was and all would be better soon. Dr. More started talking. “Tami, you will not remember whatwas said and done when you wake up. But from now on when your wifesays, and only your wife, “Tami is a baby” you will regress backto that of a two year old baby girl. You will have no control ofyour bladder, and you will not be able to talk like an adult. Youwill only be able to talk baby talk. You will, in your mind, be atwo year old baby girl and act accordingly.””When your wife says “Tami likes being a baby.” you will haveno control of your bladder and wet freely. You will have adiosbet güvenilirmi anuncontrollable urge to dress like a baby girl, and want to suck ona bottle or pacifier. You will however, know that you are a 43 yearold ‘man’ and will be able to talk like and act like a 43 year oldvery effeminate man and freely admit to anyone, that you like beinga sissy baby.” If someone were to ask you or tell you that you arewet, you would tell them that you are a sissy baby and have towet.””When your wife says “Tami is a big girl now” you will havean uncontrollable urge to do anything that your wife wants. Youwill have complete bladder control. You will be in her completecontrol and do anything she tells you to do. If she told you towalk around the block in panties and bra, you would do so withoutquestion.” “When your wife says “Tom’s Home” you will be able to be yourcomplete and normal self. You will have complete bladder control,be able to act and feel like a 43 year old man, but you willremember and love all the humiliating things you have done, and besexually aroused by thinking about them, and also always know andwant your wife to let Tami take over. Do you understand all thedirections?””Yes Mommie, I understand.””No Tami, this is Dr. More. Your Mommie is right here.”With that I was given an antidote and in a few minutes wasTom, wide awake, and did not remember what had happened, ifanything. It was like I had a total loss of time.”I sorry Dr. More,” I said not realizing what had transpired,”I won’t use that tone of voice again.” I then noticed that my wife was also in the room. Dr. Morethan told me what had happened and played the recorded session. Iwas totally humiliated. My wife hugged me and said everything wouldbe alright and that she now understood. She said that she wouldtake care of her little sissy baby. I was in heaven. Dr. More than went on the intercom and told the nurse it wasalright. I was told to get on the examination table. Within asecond or two the nurse came back into the room carrying some thickdiapers and some pink rubber panties. I was about to protest whenAnn, my wife, said, “Tami Likes Being A Baby.” Without question Ilaid down and let them diaper me. As they pulled up the pink rubberpanties, I freely wet myself. You could see the wetness against therubber panties. Dr. More, my wife, and the nurse smiled. I wastotally humiliated, but freely wet. Ann tied a pink pacifier on apink ribbon as we were about to leave. I was Ann’s baby sissy girl.Tami had just been issued the command “Tami Likes Being ABaby”,by his wife Ann, which meant that he knew he was a 43 years old’male’, and yet, being totally humiliated, could not help himselffrom acting effeminately, wanting to dress and act like completesissy baby, plus he had no control of his bladder. His wife hadjust tied a pink pacifier on a pink ribbon while they were gettingready to leave the doctors office. They were still in the doctorsoffice but Ann was still had some question for Dr. Regina Morebefore they left.
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