Triple Tiered Sissy

What's the best way to keep a little boy princess from playing with others during a play date? Well, the best approach is three-fold - and that's not just the three folds in the diaper! No no, first you want to humiliate the sissy with some body décor, then you ensure the little darling is kept chaste, and finally? Finally you add a diaper. Confused as to the steps? Our darling model Ollie here would be glad to demonstrate!

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Mommy shoved me down on the bed and I looked nervously at the camera she was holding.  Her Boy Princess web-series had really taken off, much to my humiliation.  I remembered, six months ago, when I was her husband, not her princess.  I was a man!  Not a sissy.  Today some of Mommy's work friends were coming over.  Cute women.  Women that made me flustered just to be around.  And no matter how much I argued, she had still picked out a frilly pink dress for me to wear. "Mommy, please..." I tried to push her camera away.

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"'Mommy please... let me show everybody the three-fold steps to keeping me behaving'?" I smiled from behind the camera and watched as my little princess boys face twisted up in embarrassment and humiliation, cheeks red as tomatoes. "Of course, Ollie, darling, I'd be oh so happy to!"

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With no hesitation, she pulled me up by the ankles and lifted my feet high in the air. "See how beautiful Ollie's little socks are?  They are pink, of course, so he has no illusion of masculinity.  No, with decorations like this, we strip that away." I swallowed hard and looked away from the camera in shame.  I knew what was coming next. "And here, between his legs..." With a sharp slap to my thigh, I opened my legs for her.

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"Here's where the magic happens, darlings, here's where the trinity of humility comes from!" I angled the camera, I made sure that I caught every pretty little detail; the diaper that wasn't even taped up yet, the pretty chastity cage, and the heart-shaped design cut into his fuzzy little princess hairs down there.

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Mommy set the camera down on the dresser and went about diapering me, pulling the thick padding up between my legs to hide my shameful cock.  I let her.  I couldn't resist anymore.  These past few months, she had broken me down.  She could take videos of me and post them online.  She could prance me around in front of her friends.  I'd wet myself for her on command.  I wasn't a man anymore; I was just her little sissy baby.