Robin just could not believe where he was or what was happening to him!  He was standing behind the curtains of a small private night-club theatre waiting to be introduced.  That in itself was not so unusual but what he was wearing certainly was.  Instead of his grown-up masculine attire he was dressed from head to foot in a cute ruffled little girls dress, nursery print panties, knee high socks and a big pink ribbon tied in a bow in his hair!  How did he get himself into this predicament?

Ever since he was a boy Robin had loved to secretly dress himself in little girls dresses.  As he grew older he learned that this behaviour was not something that most people accepted as ‘normal’ and fortunately he was never caught indulging in his secret activity.  Robin always believed that he would someday outgrow his need to dress up but at twenty-eight years old he still was in dresses and panties.  Robin found the most pleasure by dressing in ‘little girl’ or ‘baby girl’ outfits though finding things to fit his six foot two frame was almost impossible.

One day while reading an underground sex magazine he happened across an advert placed by a woman who, for a fee, would dominate me.  This woman specialised in treating grown men like little girls and babies and to Robin this sounded like a dream come true.  What was even better was the tact that she was an expert seamstress and could provide him with all the tailor made outfits that he could not find elsewhere.

After calling the telephone number in the advert Robin made an appointment to meet this woman, who liked to be called ‘Mistress Ann’.  That was the beginning of a long and very satisfying relationship for him.  While he was with his Mistress he was dressed up and treated just like the little princess that he always wanted to be.

The clothes that Mistress Ann made for him included dresses, rompers, and frilly sun suits along with the most darling ruffled panties.  Sometimes Robin was dressed up in baby girl clothes complete with diapers and waterproof baby panties.  Robin loved to be dominated by Mistress Ann and she could be quite strict with him but he loved every minute of it.  After being with his beloved Mistress for a while they learned that Robin also craved the humiliation of being seen in his little dresses by others.  Every time he was put in his ruffles and bows and was exposed to strangers his penis would become stiff and throb beneath his panties.  His wee-wee would always become stiff while he was having his diaper changed and Mistress Ann knew just how to rub it to make Robin happy.  He was in his own little heaven until the night that he found himself dressed in his best little dress behind the curtain of the theatre waiting to be introduced.

It had started out as just another session with Mistress Ann.  He had arrived at her apartment around eight p.m. as usual and she greeted him warmly at the door.

“How is my little girl tonight?"  she smiled and asked as she let him in.

“Just fine, Mommy."  He replied in a little girl lisp.  Robin always called his Mistress ‘Mommy’ when he was with her.

“I have a big surprise for you tonight, sweetheart,” she said as she took his hand and guided him into the bathroom.  In the bathroom she took all of his grown-up masculine clothes off of him and sat him in a big bubble bath.  Although he kept asking her what the surprise was she would only smile and tell him to wait.

After he was bathed she smoothed a depilatory cream all over him except for his head to make sure that he did not have any hair left anywhere on his body.  This was something that Robin had never had done to him before and he felt funny as all his pubic hair was washed off.  Finally he was all clean and sweet smelling as well as hairless as a toddler.  Taking his hand again she took her naked little ‘girl’ into the bedroom that she used for her clients to get him dressed.  Along one wall was a giant baby’s crib full of stuffed animals and baby toys and next to it was a big dresser full of baby and little girl clothing.  Going to the crib she picked up a large baby bottle full of warm milk and handed it to him saying that she wanted him to finish all of the bottle before she was through dressing him.  He usually didn’t take bottle unless he was going to be dressed as a baby but he took it anyway.  As he sucked his bottle she opened the top dresser drawer and rummaged around, finally pulling out a cute pair of little girl's panties.

“How do you like these, Robin?"  She asked, although she knew that they were his favourite pair.  They were white satin with little pink puppies and kittens printed on them.  On the seat was embroidered in bright red letters ‘Sugar ‘N Spice ‘N Everything Nice’.  He clapped his hands and laughed as she put them on him.  “We are going somewhere very special tonight and I want my little girl to look her best."  she said as she went to the closet and selected a ruffled satin slip for him to put on.

“Where are we going, Mommy?"  he asked as she pulled the slip over his head and buttoned it in back.

“That is a surprise, Robin, but I have made a new dress for you just for tonight."  She went to the closet again and returned with the cutest white satin dress with a pink ruffled hem and short puffed sleeves.  The dress had a ruffled yoke with pink flowers embroidered on it.  It looked just like the dress he had seen a four year old little girl wear at his church and when his mistress put it on him he could once again feel his pee-pee begin to harden and rub against the inside of his satin panties.  The only thing that he didn’t like about his new dress was that it was so short that it only came down to his waist and didn’t cover all of his panties.  He kept trying to pull it down further until Mistress Ann slapped his hands and told him to stand still.

Next came knee high pink ruffled socks and white one-strap patent leather shoes.  His Mistress had a wig of long blonde hair that she put on him and she tied his new hair with a big pink ribbon and bow.  He finally finished his bottle of milk although it had tasted funny and he handed the empty baby bottle back to his Mistress.  She patted him on the head and remarked at what a good little girl he was being.

After he was dressed she put him in front of a full-length mirror so that he could admire his pretty new outfit.  Robin was stunned!  Staring back at him from the mirror was a little three or four year old toddler in a precious party dress!  The fact that the little girl was six feet tall didn’t seem to matter at all to him.  His dress was shorter than he liked and when he turned around he could see the embroidery on the seats of his panties.  While she stood there pirouetting and admiring himself in the mirror he could feel his penis stiffen.  His Mistress left and soon returned carrying a big cloth bag.  She smiled at him and said, “Is my little girl ready to go?  Good, give me your hand."  She led him into her garage and put him into her care.  Robin felt funny while walking around in a dress, especially one so short.  He was used to wearing long men’s pants and his hairless legs felt bare and cold.  As they pulled out of the garage his Mistress explained to him, “We are going to a little show tonight, dear, so I want you to be on your best behaviour, okay?”

“What kind of show, Mommy?"  Robin asked while trying vainly to pull his skirt down.  Sitting down made his dress pull up even further and now it was up above his waist!

She smiled at him and said, “A group of us professional dominatrixes have decided that we are going to put on a little show featuring some of out clients.  The people in the audience have paid a lot of money to watch us perform.  There will be every thing form B&D, Leather, S&M, Fetishism and of course...  you!"  Robin gasped in horror, never in his wildest dreams had he ever imagined being put on stage in front of a whole room of strangers while in his little outfits!  This was awful!

“No!  I won’t do it!"  he cried in terror.

“Yes you will do it, Robin,” his Mistress replied sternly.  “You will do exactly what I tell you to do and you will do it because we both know that you love being humiliated like this.  This is going to be the best night of your life and you know deep down that you want to let everyone see you dressed like this.  Besides, if you don’t do this then you can forget coming back to me or any dominatrix in this city.  You have had a pretty good thing going up until now but if you don’t go along now it will be all over and you will just have to go back to being the lonely frustrated man that you were before you met me.”

Robin knew she was right, she was always right.  While the thought of the coming ordeal made him cringe with terror it also made his little peter tickle as it rubbed against the inside of his panties.  They both knew that he could always do exactly what his Mommy told him to do and he might as well accept it.

They finally pulled up behind a downtown night-club and entered through the back door.  There were greeted by a woman dressed in black leather and when she saw Robin in his little dress she burst into laughter and said, “Ann, he is precious!  You sure know how to treat your men, or should I say ‘girls’!"  Robin blushed a deep red and once again began pulling on the hem of his dress.  The two women led him backstage and instructed him to wait quietly until his name was called.  Everyone that he could see was dressed in bizarre costumes, some were dressed in leather, some in rubber, and some people had not clothes on at all!  They all burst into laughter when they saw him though and all he could to was hold his head in shame.  After instructing him on what to do Mistress Ann left him alone and went off with the woman dressed in black.  He stood there tugging on his skirt and trying to keep his nursery panties from showing.  He could hear all sorts of strange things going on on the other side of the curtain.

Every once in a while a name was called and one of the strangely dressed participants would go on stage.  It sounded like there were a lot of people in the audience and they would occasionally all burst into laughter or clap.  After about an hour Robin suddenly realised he desperately needed to go to the bathroom.  If he didn’t pee right away he knew that he was going to have accident!  Suddenly he realised why his Mistress had made him drink a baby bottle before they left.  She had put a diuretic called Lasix into the milk.  She had done that before to get him to wet himself and he should have recognised the bitter flavour.  He knew from past experience that there was no way that he could hold off.

Before he could do anything he heard his name announced and someone behind him shoved him through the curtain and onto the stage.  When the crowd of about sixty people saw him they all howled with laughter.  Mistress Ann was already on stage with her big cloth bag and she was holding a microphone.

“Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce my little girl,” she said as she dragged Robin to the middle of the stage.  All he could do was stand there and try to pull his dress down further to cover his panties.  “Tell the nice people your name, sweetheart."  She said and shoved the microphone in his face.

Robin said in a voice that was just barely audible, “My name is Robin.”

“Louder, we can’t hear her!"  Was shouted from the audience.

His Mistress lifted the back of his dress and swatted him smartly on his fanny and said to him, “You better speak up if you know what’s good for you, young lady!  Now tell the people your name and how old you are!”

With tears of shame running down his cheeks he said in a loud voice, “My name is Robin and I am four years old!”

When the people in the audience heard that they once again began to laugh.  Robin stood there shaking with his knees pressed tightly together trying desperately not to pee.  His Mistress had him slowly turn around so that she could show off his pretty new dress.  She made him turn with his back to the audience and raise his dress so that everyone could see his panties and the fancy embroidery print.  Never in his life had he felt so humiliated!  He just wanted to die right there.  The worst part was the fact that his penis was so stiff that it was poking his panties out.  When he turned around everyone saw this they burst into loud guffaws.  That was the last straw for him, As he stood there trembling and whimpering he could feel the warm trickle start to run down his legs and soak his socks.  He knew he was wetting himself but there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop.  As he began to pee in earnest a big puddle began to form under him and a loud splashing sound could be heard.  When the crowd realised what he was doing they all roared with laughter, even his Mistress was laughing at him.  “What is this?"  She said, trying to sound shocked.  “Is my little girl wetting her panties in front of all these nice people?  What a bad little girl you are!  You know what I do when you wet yourself, don’t you?"  she demanded of him.

Robin had tears of shame and relief rolling down his cheeks.  He knew very well from past experience what his punishment would be and he numbly shook his head up and down.

“Tell the people what happens to little girls who wet their nice new clothes!"  She ordered him.

He sobbed and said, “Little girls who wet their pants get a spanking.”

The crowd loved it!  Someone placed a chair in the middle of the stage and Mistress Ann led her thoroughly humiliated little girl over to it.  By that time he had stopped peeing but his panties and the front of his new satin dress as well as his ruffled socks were soaking wet.  His Mistress sat down in the chair and laid a large rubber sheet across her lap.  Then she ordered him to lay across her knees and lifted her skirt.  Someone handed her a big wooden handled hairbrush and she pulled his soaked panties to his ankles and began to paddle his bottom red with the back of the hairbrush.  He was determined not to break down and cry but after a while he was wailing and kicking like a little toddler.  The audience loved it and yelled encouragement to his Mistress to keep it up.

“You have been behaving like a big baby wetting yourself like that,” she said after pulling his skirt down and standing him back up.  “Since you are acting like such an infant perhaps these nice people think you would be better off wearing baby diapers!  You are obviously not old enough to wear big girl clothes.”

The audience burst into laughter and began cheering.

“Please, Mommy!"  Robin sobbed, rubbing his flaming bottom, “don’t make me wear a diaper in front of everyone!  I promise I won’t wet myself again!  I promise."  He was becoming cold standing there in a wet dress with his panties still around his ankles

“Mommy knows what is best for her little girl, doesn’t she?"  she asked.

Robin was horrified!  It was bad enough to have to wear a dress and be spanked in front of a whole room full of people, but now he was going to be dressed up like a baby!  He had never worn any of his baby outfits in front of anyone but his Mistress before.  Once again he began to cry in shame.

“Now don’t cry little baby, Mommy has a nice dry diaper for you."  She said as she took a large quilt out of her bag and spread it on the floor.  Robin’s Mistress very quickly pulled his wet clothing off of him and ordered him to lay on the baby quilt.  He felt just awful laying there with absolutely nothing on but the people in the audience were loving it.  He tried to cover his stiffy with his hands but of course everyone knew what he was doing.  From her big cloth bag Mistress Ann pulled a large adult sized disposable diaper and a can of baby powder.  She sprinkled powder on his tummy and gently smoothed it in all the while talking to him as if he were a small infant.  She had him roll over on his tummy so she could powder his still sore and red bottom and then she had him roll back over and raise his hips so that she could slip the diaper under him.  She slapped his hands away from his penis and everyone could see how stiff and hard it was because it was sticking straight up.  His Mistress smiled at Robin and slowly and gently began rubbing his peter up and down as he lay there.

“Please, Mommy!"  He whispered, “don’t do that here!"  She just continued to stroke him while the audience watched.

“That doesn’t look like a little girl to me!"  Someone in the audience shouted and everyone began to laugh.  The humiliation and the gentle stroking soon had Robin flushed and breathing hard.

“Is Robin going to wet herself again?"  Mistress Ann asked as he began to gasp and moan.

“Yes, Mommy, Yes!"  He began to moan to himself over and over as he felt his orgasm rising.  Suddenly he felt wave after wave of pleasure that made him groan loudly, his penis spurting.  His Mistress quickly pulled his diaper up between his legs and taped it as he lay there convulsing in ecstasy and coming in his diaper.

“There, there baby, don’t you feel much better now?"  She asked soothingly as she finished diapering him.  The people in the audience were laughing and jeering at him as he slowly recovered.  “You can see that my little girl has wet herself again!"  Mistress Ann laughed and said to them.

She pulled a pastel pink pair of plastic lined rhumba panties out of her bag and put them on over Robin’s diaper.  They were his favourite pair of baby pants and he just loved the cute little ruffles across the bottom.  He lay on the quilt as if in a daze as she took a large frilly baby bonnet that had Robin embroidered on it and placed it on his head, tying it in place with a pink ribbon and a big bow.  Next she produced a large babies pacifier which she placed in his mouth and ordered him to suck on it.  A large baby rattle was pushed into his hand.  She took his other hand and helped him to stand up and said to the audience, “Ladies and gentlemen may I introduce you to my little baby Robin!"  Robin blushed a deep red and shook his rattle, which sent the audience into a fit of laughter.  He seemed to be dazed and bemused but not at all embarrassed anymore.  He did not seem to be aware of the fact that he was idly rubbing the front of his baby panties over the bulge of his pee-pee.  Mistress Ann rightly guessed that he had reached a state where he could not feel humiliation or embarrassment anymore and she decided that it was time to take him home.  She gathered up his wet clothing and announced to the audience that Robin had to be taken home and put in his crib.  The audience gave them a standing ovation as she led her baby girl backstage and placed him in the car.

He did not seem to notice that he was wearing a baby diaper as they drove home, he was still softly rubbing himself between his legs.  When they stopped at a red traffic light a car full of young teenage girls pulled up along side of them and they glanced over and started laugh at the grown man wearing a baby bonnet.

“Hey!  Why doncha’ take your baby home and change his diapers!"  One of the girls shouted as they drove away laughing.  Robin seemed still to be off in his own world though and just smiled at them.

When they arrived back at the apartment Robin seemed to become himself once again.  His Mistress took him by the hand and led him inside while telling him what a good little girl he had been that night and patting him affectionately on his ruffled bottom.  She checked his diaper and found him once again soaking wet and in need of a change.

As he lay on his back in the crib to have his diaper changed, she asked him, “You aren’t mad at Mommy for all the thing I had you do at the show tonight are you, honey?”

Robin smiled at her from around the nipple of the baby bottle that she had given him.  He thought about what he had gone through that night and once again his wee-wee began to stiffen.  “No, Mommy,” he said in a sweet toddlers voice.  “Robin still loves you!”

Mistress Ann smiled down at him and softly began to stroke his stiff penis.  He loved to lay in his crib and have her play with him like this and soon he had another huge orgasm.

After Robin had been diapered and put into his little nightie he was tucked into the crib and his favourite dolly was placed in his arms.  His Mistress turned out the light in the nursery and she left to take a long hot shower.  She thought about the events of the night.  Robin really was a sweet little girl she thought to herself as she prepared for bed.  She went to her room and prepared a nice soft diaper for herself.  It had taken some doing but Robin had finally introduced her to the pleasure of sleeping in a soft warm baby diaper.  After her diaper was pinned into place she softly tiptoed into the nursery.  She quietly let the side of the crib down and crawled into bed with Robin.

“Wake up, honey!"  She softly called out to him and gently shook him awake.  No only was Robin a sweet little girl, but he was also a wonderfully powerful lover.  She had long ago stopped charging him for her services.

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