Husband Becomes Baby Girl (Part 4) (Patreon)

Brenna kept pushing him forward, encouraging him to start his night time routine. 

"Remember, she whispered in his ear, you're going to see each one of them individually and no skipping conversation, I don't want you to be rude."

She gave his crinkly butt a pat. There was about 10 women left, with a bit of luck they wouldn't be too talkative and this would all be over soon.

"Hey everyone! Brenna spoke loudly, Stephy has come to say her goodnights before I put her to bed!"

A few awws followed around the room as the girls fawned over how cute "she" looked in her pajamas. 

It was surreal for Stephen.They weren't laughing at him, they weren't making cruel jokes, they simply treated him as if he had actually physically transformed into a 4 year old girl. Apparently a bedwetting 4 year old too. 

This might've been even worse then if they had made fun of him. It was a different kind of humiliation. Instead of being ridiculed he actually felt belittled and powerless. It wore him down psychologically and made him more likely to respond as a little girl then as a grown man. Inducing regressional behavior.

He went up to the first one. 

''Goodnight'' He said.

''Sleep well little one'' She replied in return.

Simple enough. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. He kept drinking then approached the second guest who seemed a bit more drunk then the previous one. Before he could even speak, she shouted.

''Well aren't you so precious in those PJs! Aw and look at that, she's drinking from a sippy cup how adorable! Don't drink too much baby you're gonna tinkle in your bed!

''Oh my god, said her friend, did you see her earlier? The poor thing had an accident in the middle of the living room! Peed all over her pretty overalls.''

''I heard about that! Is Mommy gonna need to put you back in Pull-Ups sweetie?''

''Don't be a meanie, accidents happen sometimes, it doesn't mean she's not a big girl, right Stephy?''

Stephen didn't know what to say, especially as he could feel the pressure of his thick diaper tightly wrapped around his butt, knowing he would eventually have to use it.

''Look you've made her all shy now! Don't worry honey, I'm sure Mommy won't have you wear training pants because of one tiny accident.''

''Except at night maybe... Do you still need Pull-Ups to go to bed? Stephy? Did you put them on now?

''Stop bugging her! Run along now little one, keep saying your beddy-byes.''

Stephen walked away, eager to get on with it.

The next group of women he encountered had been looking at him from afar, whispering in each other's ears, giggling as if they were up to something.

''Come here Stephy, we have something for you. But first you're gonna need to finish up that bottle.''

Without even thinking about it, Stephen plugged the bottleneck of his sippy cup back into his mouth and lifted it up to emtpy it, gulping the whole thing at once. Pressure was already building up in his bladder from the previous bottle.

''There you go, now open your mouth wide, here it comes...''

All the women giggled as she revealed a large, pink pacifier and slipped it in Stephen's mouth.

''Don't you look cute. Now I know you have to say goodnight to everyone but you can do that with the paci in your mouth. I don't want you to remove it unless you're given permission, understand?''

Stephen nodded, sucking on his babyish binky. 

''Good. Move along.''

They all laughed as she  gave Stephen's butt a slap. He hoped they hadn't all been able to hear the loud plastic noise it made, but there was no way that woman did not feel the thick padding covering his bum. She had to know he was diapered by now, but it didn't seem to take her aback one bit. Hopefully she wouldn't tell anyone.

The last group was located near the couch. They watched Stephen waddle their way with big bright smiles in their faces. He looked every bit like a little girl as possible. Braided hair, pink pacifier, carrying an empty sippy cup and wearing Hello Kitty pajamas that barely covered up his big night time diaper. 

''Goo-gnight'' It was difficult for him to speak clearly through the pacifier, making him sound even more like a toddler.

''Goodnight little one''. They each said one by one.

It was over now. He had been through all of them, said his beddy byes to each of them. He could now go back to the nursery and cry himself to sleep after such an humiliation. He started walking away from the group.

''Claire'' his wife spoke, addressing her friend from the last group near the couch.

Stephen instantly froze, knowing this would have to do with him.

''Could you check Stephy's diaper please? I want to see if I need to change her before she goes to bed.''

Stephen's cheeks instantly became flushed with embarrassment. He had forgotten about that. He had to use his diaper before he could go back to the nursery, otherwise he'd be spanked in front of everyone. Whispers and giggles surrounded him, all these women were closing up on him like a pack of wolves, eager to see what would happen next.

He felt his pajama pants being yanked down to his ankles, completely uncovering his thick white diaper. A soft laughter ensued, a hushed one as tears slowly made their way down Stephen's face. 

''I told you she wore diapers'' said a voice.

''You said Pull-Ups'' another one replied.

''Same thing. I bet Brenna will buy her Pull-Ups tomorrow though. She peed her pants today''

''Oh my, she must be a bed wetter too huh...''

''Is she wet? Did she pee herself again?''

Claire tugged at the back of Stephen's diaper and slid her fingers down.

''Still dry.'' She announced.

''Is that so...'' Brenna looked at Stephen with a devilish smile.

He didn't know what to do, fearing what would come next, he began to sob uncontrollably.

''Oh look!'' Someone yelled.

A yellow spot was forming on the front of his white diaper, becoming larger and larger. That's when Stephen stopped sobbing and looked down, realizing that it was happening. He hadn't even forced himself to pee he was just... having an accident. Now he could feel his diaper becoming wet and warm.

''Oh my god, she's peeing right now!'' 

''What a baby... Couldn't you tell us you needed the potty?''

''She peed herself twice today and she's not even sleeping!''

''Yeah I guess we need to keep her diapered at all times, I wouldn't trust her in panties anymore.''

''I guess Brenna was right to have you checked little girl, you do need a change.''

''I wonder why she wasn't wearing a diaper before, clearly she's not ready for potty training yet.''

Stephen watched Brenna now looking satisfied and smug. If he had looked like a little girl before, now he had gone full toddler. He walked away from the living room, crying through his pacifier, with his pants at his knees, waddling his wet diapered butt out of the room.

When he got back to the nursery, he instinctly lied on the giant bed-sized crib, waiting for Brenna to change his diaper and for this whole thing to be over. When she followed along though, it didn't seem like she had the same thing in mind.

''Oh did you think I was gonna change you here? No baby girl. Either you go to bed in that wet diaper or you take a new one and carry it back to the living room for one of my friends to change it. You'll do a second tour and ask them one by one if they would change you. The choice is yours.''

What do you think he should do?

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