They left the room laughing as I felt the heat from the lamps beginning to make my skin perspire. I knew that Dana was going to change me in ways I couldn't yet imagine. I finished before Dana and was forced to sit in the waiting area with Stephanie behind the counter. She didn't speak with me but I could tell she kept glancing over at me. When Dana finished she instructed me to thank Stephanie for all her help.

"Thank you Mam for helping me."

"We'll see you in a couple of days, Stephanie," Dana said.

We walked back to the car and went to our next stop the computer store. Dana informed me that she wanted me to pick up several video cameras which could be connected to my computer so she could monitor a live feed of my house to make sure I was doing as I was told.

"Joannie, I have a couple of errands I need to run. Do you want me to drop you off at the computer store and pick you up in an hour or do you want me to go in with you?"

"I can do it by myself," I quickly replied. I didn't want to be embarrassed any further.

"Okay, Joannie. I will be back in exactly one hour to pick you up. Don't be late."

I went into the store and explained what I needed to do without telling why I needed to do it. I think the guy thought I was a safety freak wanting cameras monitoring my house. This was not cheap. The cameras and the hardware I needed cost $1700. I finished with only a few minutes to spare. I met Dana in front of the store and loaded all the equipment into her car.

"Joannie, did you get everything you needed?"

"Yes, I did."

"Very well. I am going to drop you off and let you get to work. You have a lot to do. It's already pretty late and your bedtime is 10:00 p.m. so you'll have to work quickly. I expect you to install these cameras and get your body ready. By 10:00 p.m. the cameras have to be up and running and all the hair on your body from the neck down needs to be removed. You also have to have your finger and toe nails painted. Here are some items I bought for you while you were at the computer store. There are razors and Nair in this bag and also some red nail polish. Any questions?"

"No," I said. But I was worried about finishing all this in time. Dana dropped me off at my house and I carried all the supplies in the house. I worked at a feverish pace installing the cameras which took nearly three hours. It took another two hours to remove my hair, and that was not a pleasant experience. I was amazed at how much Nair stung. It also took a while to paint my toes and fingers. I finished all this around 9:30 and only had to get my teddy on before 10:00 p.m. At 9:58 the phone rang.

"Hello," I said. I knew that it had to be Dana checking up on me. I was right. She had me explain to her how to access the images of my house from her computer. We were also able to talk over the computer so I hung up the phone.

"Joannie, let me see your fingers and toes."

I held them up to the camera for inspection.

"Good. Now let me see that the hair is off your body. Good. Don't worry about the hair around your penis I took care of that while you were knocked out. That won't grow back for a long time, if ever. It's time for bed. Leave your lamp on so I can see you while you are sleeping. You may get up to use the bathroom but that is it. Be sure to set your alarm clock for 5:30. I will talk with you tomorrow. Sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite!"

I went to bed and laid there, hairless, frustrated and humiliated. Here I was a 32 year old, 6'1" 200 pound man being made to act like a girl all because a 5'4" 115 lb woman has caged me like an animal. I was in trouble and I knew it.

I didn't have a very restful night. I don't know if it was from wearing the teddy, having no hair, being afraid of over sleeping or a combination of all three. At least today was Friday and I would only have to go to work for one day before the weekend arrived. Maybe then I would be able to figure something out. I got out of bed at 5:28 a.m. and the phone rang shortly after that.

"Good morning, Joannie. I hope you slept well. You sure looked pretty laying there in your teddy. You have lots to do before you leave for work at 8:15. I want you to clean your house. Go and put on your French Maid's outfit so you can begin."

I went to my closet and pulled out the French Maid's outfit that we had purchased yesterday from Jenny. Included in this outwit were black stockings with a seam up the back of the leg. It was no easy task getting these to line up correctly. I was also told to wear high-heels whenever I had this outfit on. When I finished getting dressed I received further instructions from Dana.

"Joannie, I want you to start by doing laundry. Strip your sheets and pillow cases and gather all your towels together and throw them in the washer. While that is being washed you can clean your bathroom. Make sure to get the toilet especially clean, although I think in the future it may not get as dirty since you will be sitting down to go to the bathroom."

I began my chores but found that it was very difficult to maneuver very quickly in high heels. And strangely enough every time I bent down and leaned over I felt so exposed, and I am sure that Dana could see my panties very clearly. I scrubbed the bathroom thoroughly and put the clothes in the dryer before I began my vacuuming and dusting. These chores took me to nearly 7:30. Dana allowed me to eat breakfast and remove the polish from my finger nails before getting dressed for work.

"Joannie you may remove your French Maid's outfit but leave on the garter, panties and stockings. You can put your pants on over these and hope that you do not have any visible lines underneath. Make sure that you are home by 6:00 and changed back into your proper attire. Have fun at work Joannie. I will see you later."

As I was walking out of the door I hoped and prayed that no one would discover my secret. And God forbid that I would get in an accident and have to go to the hospital. All the way to work I felt as though the whole world new my secret and were staring at me.

I arrived at work at 8:55 a.m. and was apprehensive as I walked through the office. The morning went by slowly and the whole time I kept expecting someone to say, "Why are you in women's underwear?"

Since being caged by Dana I had not been the least bit horny but when I noticed Laurie walking through the office I began to feel myself getting excited. She was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Laurie walked toward me and we began talking.

"John, how are you doing?" It was strange to be called John instead of Joannie.

"I'm doing great." Which of course was a lie.

"I was wondering if you would like to go out with me after work tonight and get a drink. Maybe afterwards we could catch a late movie."

I couldn't believe my ears. I had been dreaming of this moment for a long time. Laurie was probably the main reason that I decided to stop dating Dana.

"I would love to do that," I said without thinking.

As soon as the words left my mouth my dick began to ache and I was brought back to reality. This was the first erection I had since being caged and it wasn't pleasant. I also remembered that I had to be home by 6:00 or else Dana would punish me severely.

"What's wrong John," Laurie asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's just that I remembered that I have to do something tonight. I had planned it so long ago that I almost forgot about it. I hope you aren't upset."

"No problem. This was short notice. How about next weekend?"

"That would be great," I said although I had no idea how I was going to pull that off.

As I watched Laurie walk away my dick throbbed as it longed to be set free. The more I fantasized about her the worst it got so I had to try to distract myself anyway I could. The rest of the day went by agonizingly slow and at 5:00 I was ready to walk out the door when my boss stopped me and asked if he could see me for a moment. I thought my secret was about to be exposed but he just wanted to talk about an upcoming project.

I didn't leave work until 5:15 and the Friday evening rush hour was brutal. I was a nervous wreck all the way home honking my horn as I weaved through the traffic. I arrived in my driveway at 6:03 and I was hoping that Dana wouldn't notice this slight infraction. But as soon as I entered the front door the phone rang.

"Joannie, you are late."

"I'm very sorry, but my boss kept me late and traffic was a mess."

"Joannie, that's really not my concern. Rules are rules you know. You do want to be a 'rules girl' don't you? You will have to be punished."

"Please don't add any more time to my sentence. I am already beginning to go crazy. I need to be let out."

"Joannie, what am I going to do with you. You have a long, long, long wait before you are let out, and I don't think you have a clue yet what 'crazy' is. So you would rather have a different punishment than weeks being added?"

"Yes"

"Very well. For being late you are grounded this whole weekend and you will not have any television privileges. Furthermore, you will go to bed early without dinner. Now go get ready for bed before I change my mind. And be sure to do your nails."

"Thank you, Dana. I will try to do better in the future."

"I am sure you will, Joannie. Now hurry up and get ready for bed."

As I laid there I couldn't quite believe that all this was real. Here I was dressed in my nightie in bed at 6:00 p.m. on a Friday night when I could have been having the time of my life with Laurie. I began to talk out loud saying, "Who the hell does she think she is? Dana has no right to do this to me! I will find away to pay that Bitch back! Wait until I get my revenge! She won't.." At that moment the phone rang. I didn't want to answer it for I didn't want anyone to know that I was home. The answering machine then picked up the phone.

"Joannie, Joannie. This is Dana. You better pick up the phone. Don't keep me waiting."

"Hello," I said in a sheepish voice.

"Those were some powerful statements you were making about and against me. Why were you saying all that?"

"What are you talking about?" I said in my most convincing voice.

"I thought you were brighter than that. Did you forget that I have a 24/7 feed into your house with both video and audio?"

In my frustration I had forgotten that. All at once I knew that I was in trouble even though Dana's voice remained clam and steady.

"I asked you a question Joannie?"

"Yes Dana I did forget about the videos and microphone. I am sorry about what I said. I didn't mean it. I was just kidding. Ha Ha I guess I was just being a dick."

"Joannie, you are right. You were a dick but the problem is you no longer have one or did you forget that too? What am I going to do with you. Obviously your punishment tonight didn't work. Do you need me to add more time to show you that I am serious?"

"No Dana, please not that. Anything else. Pleeease!"

"Joannie do you agree that you were acting like a baby tonight throwing a temper tantrum?"

"Yes I was and I am sorry."

"That's good. Well then I will have to treat you like a baby for a while until you can act like a mature adult. I want you to quickly fasten yourself to the bed like you did before and I will think about your punishment. This time also add a blindfold. Do it quickly."

I did as I was told and secured my feet, put in the penis gag, put on the blindfold and then secured my hands. Then I helplessly laid there waiting for the inevitable punishment without knowing what it would be. I laid there for about an hour when I heard the front door open and close.

"Joannie, you have not been very good and you must be punished. I am sure you won't like it but you must know that it is going to hurt me more than it hurts you. But I will be strict so you may learn discipline. I am going to take pictures and set up this video camera for insurance in case you ever decide to act on any of those crazy things you were talking about before, but I really don't think you will. After this weekend I have a feeling you will be much more compliant.

I tried to peek through the blindfold but to no avail. I heard Dana moving things around the room and placing things on the bed near me but I couldn't tell what she was doing.

"Tell me again what you aren't and what you were tonight Joannie."

"I am not a man, I do not have a dick. And tonight I was acting like a baby."

"What did I tell you your punishment would be?"

"You told me to quickly bind myself and to be ready to be treated like a baby."

"Very good Joannie. You do listen to me every now and then. The first thing I want you to do is to drink this milk I have for you. Be sure to drink it all and make sure you get it all down quickly. If it takes too long your punishment will be worse. When I say 'go' beg me to drink it and you best not hesitate one iota or else. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Dana."

Dana then removed my blindfold and penis gag. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the lights in the room. I quickly looked around the room and saw the video camera with its red light on. I then looked at Dana and saw the milk in her hands. But it was in a baby bottle!

"Go" she said in an almost motherly voice.

"Dana, may I please have the milk. Please let me have it." I said this the best I could even though the thought of this embarrassed me to no end. Dana then held the bottle to my lips and I began to suck the nipple of the bottle.

"Good girl Joannie. Make sure you suck it good. When you get done with this one I have another for you. I am sure you don't mind. I am sorry that it had to come to this. But as you admit, you were acting like a big baby. And I want to break you of this habit before it gets too bad. I will not tolerate you being a baby for the next 2 years and 28 weeks. If you continue to act like a baby I will treat you like one. So it's your choice, but if I were you and if you have any dignity left then I would change my ways."

Dana continued to feed me the first bottle and then the second the whole time warning me that any future childlike behavior would not be tolerated and dealt with swiftly and harshly. When I finished the second bottle she wiped my mouth and stood back from the bed looking at me.

"I am sorry Dana and I promise I won't do this again. I've learned my lesson."

"Why that's strange Joannie. How could you have learned your lesson when it is not nearly completed yet? The milk was only the first step and by far the easiest."

Dana then, to my utter shock and horror, produced a diaper from between my feet that I had not previously seen.

"Joannie I am now going to put this diaper on you. I don't want you wetting your bed. You see you will be bound to this bed for the entire weekend. And all that milk I just gave you and rest of the milk I will give you these next couple of days will eventually come out. I don't think you will be able to hold it all weekend although you are free to try. I will also have to cut your panties off to put this on. This of course means you'll have to make another trip to Jenny to replace these. I want you to ask me very nicely to put this diaper on you."

"Dana, will you please put my diaper on so I won't wet my bed." Although it was me talking it felt like a stranger was speaking these words.

"Yes, I will Joannie."

Dana cut off my panties and put the diaper on me. She even showed me that they had Barney on the front of them.

"Okay Dana you are all set except for one thing. Here is your pacifier or should I say 'binky'? I don't want you to be without it all weekend. Don't worry I will be back in the morning to change your diaper and feed you. I will also leave the light on and watch you over the computer to make sure you are alright."

Dana then put the binky in my mouth and before she left she moved the free standing mirror I had in the corner next to my bed allowing me to see myself all stretched out wearing a diaper.

"I will see you tomorrow Joannie. I hope you will use this time to reflect upon what you did. If this happens again I will do this for a week and you will go to the store with me to pick out your own diapers and binky. Nighty, night. Don't let the bed bugs bite," Dana said as she left me all alone.

As I laid there in my diaper wondering what these next couple of years would be like I had a much more immediate need- I had to pee. Dana had left me nearly three hours ago and I now felt the desire to pee and hour ago and now that desire has become a need and necessity. I tried as long as I could to hold it back but the inevitability of nature took its course and I wet my diaper. It was an experience unlike any other I had ever had. It is hard to describe what it feels like to wet your pants when you entire adult life there has been such a stigma attached to it. As I felt the piss fill my diaper I also realized that Dana wasn't going to return for several more hours to change me. It was bad enough to wear a diaper and much worse to lay in a wet one. As I struggled with my bonds the phone rang and I heard the voice on the answering machine.

"Joannie, what's wrong? Did you have a little accident? I don't know if you realize this or not but the Barneys are gone on your diaper. You see, when the diaper stays dry then Barney is there, but if you get wet Barney disappears. It is supposed to be incentive for a young child not to wet their diapers. Obviously you need to work on you self control. Don't worry I will be over tomorrow morning to change you. Sleep well."

Not only was I wet and uncomfortable I was now embarrassed beyond anything I could have imagined. My biggest worry in life now was not advancing at work or finding a date, but rather keeping Barney on the front of my diaper. Around 11:00 p.m the phone rang again and I thought it was Dana again but it was Paul, one of the guys from work.

"John, are you home? Pick up, this is Paul. John, are you there? Well, you must be out. If you get home in time to hear this why don't you come to the bar and have a few drinks with me and the guys and shoot a little pool. I know you must be bummed after Dana dumped you like that. That little bitch! She didn't know how good she had it with you. Hope to see you later."

I struggled with my bonds like never before to answer that call, but I wasn't going anywhere. As I continued to struggle the phone rang again, only a few moments after Paul hung up.

"Joannie, this is Dana. I believe you and I are going to have to have a talk tomorrow morning about my breaking up with you. I am so silly, I thought it was the other way around. We'll talk about that tomorrow- sweet dreams."

Oh God! Dana heard what Paul had said and I knew I was in serious trouble, although Dana stayed calm and didn't raise her voice one iota. I finally must have passed out from exhaustion for the next thing I remembered was the front door opening and closing and then Dana appearing in my bedroom.

"Good morning, Joannie. I bet you wish that I was putting on another strip show for you, but that will never happen as long as you are Joannie, you see I am not a lesbian, although there is still hope that you will become one. First things, first though, let's change your diaper and give you a new one."

Dana approached the bed and pulled out a little baby basket containing all the things she needed to change me. She removed the old diaper, wiped my bottom, put on ointment for diaper rash, sprinkled me with powder and put on a fresh diaper with a big, bold picture of Barney on the front. She then removed my binky and produced two bottles from her purse.

"Joannie, drink your two bottles now like a good little girl. That's it, suck away. A girl you know, can never become too proficient at sucking. But that's another story for another day. I would rather talk to you now about your friend Paul. Is he under the impression that I broke up with you? And that I am a bitch? That is quite unfortunate, for as you know, I always value truthfulness in a relationship. I wouldn't want Paul to continue with the wrong idea about us, and especially about me. How are we going to resolve this? I know, maybe I can call Paul right now and have him come over here so that you can tell him the truth. How about that?"

"Mmmmph, mmmmmph," I said loudly through the nipple of the bottle being forced to my lips.

"What's that Joannie? You think I should call Paul and have him come over?"

"Mmmmmmmmph, mmmmmmmmph," I hastily replied.

"Where do you keep your personal phone book? That's right, it's right here next to your dresser. Let's see if I can find Paul's number."

Dana was paging through the book and my eyes were pleading with her not to call Paul. I had thought that I had hit the bottom as far as humiliation had gone, but I now realized that I was far from the bottom, if indeed, there was a bottom to my descent. Dana then found Paul's number and picked up the phone and began dialing. I was going to shout and protest, but I have learned very quickly that there was no need to make a bad situation even worse.

"Hello, Paul. This is Dana. You know, John's old girlfriend - the Bitch! I am at John's now and there seems to be a little disagreement about who broke up with whom. I was wondering if you could come to John's right away and the three of us could settle this once and for all. Half an hour would be fine."

Oh shit! Paul was going to be here in 30 minutes and see me like this. What was I going to do. I began to thrash around in the bed to no avail.

"Hold on a second Paul, John seems to be going crazy, let me calm him down... That's better. You want to talk to him? Sure, I guess that would be no problem. Let me remove the baby bottle he's sucking on and I give him the phone."

Dana then removed the bottle and began to put the phone next to my ear since I could not hold it myself. What was I going to say to Paul now? "In theater 4 we are showing Spiderman at 1:15, 3:30...."

Dana had not called Paul at all. She had instead called the local theater for a recording of the show times for Saturday. I was relieved and pissed at the same time. Relieved that it wasn't Paul and pissed that she almost made my heart stop. Dana then took the phone from me and hung it up placing it on the bed beside me.

"Joannie, don't think for a moment that I wouldn't really call Paul, your other friends, or your family, for that matter, if I really wanted to and there's nothing you could do to stop me. I just chose not to this time. It was enough pleasure watching you thinking that I really did it. But there is this little matter of the truth. Paul is still under a false notion so I am really going to call Paul for real this time and let you talk to him rectifying the situation. If I don't like your version of the story then rest assured that I will take that phone from your ear and invite Paul over for a personal conversation. If you get his answering machine then leave him a message. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Dana" As she dialed Paul's number I quickly thought about what I was going to say. When the phone began to ring Dana placed it to my ear.

"ring...ring...ring... Hey, this is Paul. I am not here to get your call, but please leave a message and I will get back with you. Beep"

"Paul, this is John, I got your message last night and just wanted to clear a few things up. I know I told you that Dana broke up with me, but the truth is that I broke up with her. She was really mad at me being a jerk stringing her along for so long and she's right. Dana's not a bitch, but I am a bastard and I hope I can make it up to Dana somehow, someway. Talk to you later."

"Good job, Joannie. It's not so hard telling the truth, is it? And don't feel completely bad, for you will make it up to me over the next 2 1/2 years. Let's finish these bottles so I can leave and go shopping. I will be back this afternoon and I hope there is a Barney or I will be very disappointed in my little girl."

Dana finished feeding me and then left for the mall as promised. I laid there fighting the urge to pee again not knowing what form her 'disappointment' would take if I lost my Barney. Dana returned around 3 p.m. and strolled into my bedroom with a number of shopping bags.

"Good girl, I can still see your Barney. For that you will be rewarded. I bought you some baby food to go along with all of your milk. I bought jars of chicken and beef, green beans and carrots, and some fruit. Make sure you eat all your meat and vegetables are you won't get dessert. Now open wide."

Dana proceeded to feed me with a baby spoon from the little jars. She purposely got some on my chin and cheek so she could wipe it with the spoon and place it in my mouth. When I was finished eating Dana said she would go into the other room and read letting me have a chance to go to the bathroom before she left so she could change my diaper again. It was hard enough peeing in a diaper in the first place, and doubly hard knowing that there is someone in the next room waiting to change you after the fact. I did manage to relieve myself and Dana changed me like last time.

"Goodbye, Joannie. I will be back later tonight to feed and change you."