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Daily Free-Write July 27, 2022: Babied by Billy 23.3
🕑 Added 2022-09-28 11:00:10 +0000 UTCAuthor's Note: I have completed the chapter I will post next, which goes a little beyond what is posted here. Next I will edit and revise and post as a PDF! Wish me luck in completing a quick turn around in my writing and recording in these final days of the month!
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The trip to the bathrooms was embarrassing. I hid my face in Tank's shoulder the whole time, knowing that people were staring at me and my soggy diaper butt. He patted my butt the whole way to relax me, and it worked, except for the fact that I could feel the sticky goo I had spurted into the diaper, and it made me all the more horny and embarrassed. The excitement of the crowd grew as we walked on, and I looked up as Dr. S. began to give his next lecture.
"Ah, here we are, coming up on one of the crowning jewels of this project. The bathrooms! It's a little something that will suit the needs of all the fraternity members, those applying, and those in their care. Let's takea look!"
There was no door on these bathrooms, and 'a little something' didn't do them justice. It looked more like a spa, and the entrance was a big tiled opening in the wall wide enough for several people to pass through at once. First, we passed through the locker rooms, which consipicuously had tie down points on all the benches. Past that were the showers, which were open, no stalls, and had heads and hoses available every few feet.
There were baths further down. Raised tubs at waist to chest height that were meant for adult babies and pups to be easily washed without bending over.
And of course, there were plenty of changing tables as well.
"Why don't we demonstrate with a couple of our star subjects? Spritzer and Jimmy both look like they could use a change!"
I sucked my thumb to calm down as I was laid on my back. The pup didn't seem to hesitate at all when Dr. Windelmann whistled and patted the table with a sharp command in German. He seemed perfectly fine being changed in public, if a little wiggly and the doctor was already pulling out his bag of tricks before the diaper was out.
"Can I get an instrument tray over here?"
Meanwhile, I sucked my thumb and stared off into space while Tank laid me down and reached for my tapes."
"Let me have a crack at him," said Billy, stepping in. I made eye contact with him but quickly looked away again, sucking my thumb like I didn't care. Of course I hated that I was already getting hard as he took off my diaper, but I tried not to let it show.
"What a good baby," he said, looking at my stiff bits as he pulled down the front of my diaper. "He really loves his diapees, don't you Jimmy?"
I nodded, keeping my thumb in my mouth. I didn't even have to fake that. It was another automatic response programmed by Billy himself that I nod yes to all questions he asked.
"Of course you do! That's why you begged to be this way. Well, buddy, you struck the jackpot here. You get to be this way forever and ever, and now you're in the place best equipped to make your new lifestyle a reality! Bet you never dreamed you'd get this treatment when you came to college, huh?"
I didn't say anything. I pretended I was a dumb baby who didn't understand.
"Yeah," he said, smiling and toying with my pecker for just a moment. "Look at all that pre. You are in baby heaven right now. There's no faking that!"
The infuriating thing was he was right. I really was enjoying my baby treatment more than I'd like to admit. Even though I knew I was supposed to be growing up and becoming an adult in college. Billy sure knew how to rub salt in the wound.
I winced as he used the pre to slick my dickhead and slid his finger over it. A bladder spasm followed and a little spurt of pee hit his hand. He chuckled.
"No control at all, little guy. That's why we keep you in diapers!"
I wished he would just get on with the change, so I turned my attention over to Dr. Windelmann, my favorite doctor. He had an array of hollow aluminum stretching tubes out and was working an incredibly large ribbed one into his pup's cock. Several smaller sizes, including the one he had apparently been wearing until now, were stacked on the tray, covered in lube.
"Ahh... zere ve go! I could practically fit my finger in zere now," he said, as he flexed his fat finger where the pup could see. The pup was rock hard and if he had a tail I was sure he'd be wagging it. The doctor pumped the bumpy cock straw in and out of Spriter's penis several times, causing the pup to shudder and whine in pleasure, before taking it out and sticking his lubed finger in there.
"Ohhh, yes, my pet. You took my whole finger! What a good boy you are! Good boy!"
He rubbed the puppy's tummy and I could see a lot of precum dripping out around the doctor's fat finger. I couldn't fathom what was so enjoyable about having a darn tub up your peehole, but different strokes for different folks, I thought to myself. The doctor moved on to the puppy's tail, which he worked around before pulling out to inspect his pet's backside. When he was finally satisfied, he put the tail plug back in, and put a very very large tube in the front of the pup's pee-pee before locking it in with a cage and taping him up again. The poor whiny pup was stuck like that. There was no way he was going to do anything about it with the rubber and diaper and cage over everything. Not with his hands in thick padded rubber mitts. I didn't envy the pup, but at least he seemed to be enjoying himself. I wondered if he had been like me and hated his treatment at first. The way he looked into the doctor's eyes with such love reminded me of me and Tank and I decided that at this point it didn't matter. He was happy now, and that was better than being miserable here. I would try to enjoy myself as much as possible until I got through this.
It would be a lot easier to do that if Billy wasn't around. I was once again forced to smile and play along as Billy finished hamming it up and taped up my diaper. A few pats to my front made me squirm, and a firm pat on my plugged butt made my eyes bug out. It was going to be very hard to keep my composure around this asshole.
Luckily the only bigger ego than Billy was right there in the room, and he soon grew tired of the pets and pedants stealing the show.
"Yes, yes, very good. As you can see, the brothers of Alpha Beta Delta Lambda will have all they need. Now, if we're all diapered up, let's get on with the show! We have one more stop to make... and it's in the basement..."
We all made our way out of the restroom, and I could tell something was up because the chatter was more excited, and much of it was coming from the existing membership.
The basement was wide, open, and much more minimally furnished. Someone must have been passing out robes because suddenly everyone seemed to be wearing one, except the pledges themselves, of course, who shuffled nervously about as the obvious signs of a big formal and secretive ceremony made themselves known.
Amidst sigils and candles and dim lighting, the members formed a large circle, and behind a stone altar that looked suspiciously like a lectern stood the doctor.
It was easy to get caught up in all of the pomp and forget that these were just people like anyone else. I tried to roll my eyes but couldn't quite manage it. The ceremony was underway.
"It is now time for our annual induction. Pledges. Brothers. Guests... and patients, he said, finally smiling down at me. "It is my pleasure to welcome you to this special occassion. Even more special because we have our own Fresh Start with the completion of our big renovation. And even more special than that, because this is the customary time that we select our house baby. Every four years or so, this fraternity has a very special vote. A vote for the house baby - the mascot, if you will. It can be anyone they vote for, even me," he said with a laugh. "Of course we know that would never happen. Let's see who everyone votes for," he said, looking at me with a big smile. He had no doubt that it would be me, and neither did I. I gulped.
But first, let us commence with the ceremonies of induction!"
The pledges all stood in rows in the center of the circle. There were dozens of them, and several who had only just joined that evening thanks to the recruitment team.
"The brothers are going around with white ribbons, yellow ribbons, and red ribbons as well as blue ribbons. You will find out about them shortly."
The members began pinning ribbons to the pledges' clothing, or whatever they happened to be wearing, and I watched as the pledges looked at first perplexed, and then gradually started to work out the meaning for themselves based on who got what.
A proud looking pledge puffed out his chest as he accepted a blue ribbon. Many others seemed impressed and they seemed to generally think that blue was best.
A much less confident looking pledge, shrunk as a red ribbon was pinned to him. He looked terrified.
A newbie got a white ribbon, as had anyone who signed up at Billy's table. All that seemed to indicate was that they had signed up that night.
The yellow ribbon, had pledges scratching their heads. A number of them seemed reasonably confident that it was good, others were not so sure. It seemed to be a good chunk fo the pledges, though, so it seemed safe to assume that it couldn't be too far in either direction.
Once the ribbons had all been distributed, the doctor continued.
"Now that you are all ribboned, I'd like you to listen carefully. Blue ribbons... you have passed with flying colors. Please accept your robes and prepare to be inducted.
There was a general cheere from the blue ribbons and uncomfortable shifting from the rest, who had had at least one of their suspicions confirmed.
"Red ribbons, you are out. I'm sorry, but you are just not Alpha Beta material. Better luck next year."
There was a general murmur and shuffling of feet as most of the red ribbons began to slink off toward the exit. However, one or two were a bit more vocal.
"Hey! That's not fair!"
"Yeah! We worked our butts off! Isn't there anything we can do?"
The doctor gave them a cold glance that seemed to lower the temperature of the room a few degrees, before breaking into a smile.
"Well, I suppose there is one way you could get in. You could sign the forms and enter along with the new recruits who came in tonight." He gestured toward the white ribbon wearers. "Do that and you'll get a white ribbon. You'll lose your status as a pledge, though."
A number of the red ribbons said to heck with it and walked out then and there, but others signed the sheets conveniently provided on clipboards for quick signage. They got their white ribbons and smirked, feeling that they had somehow beat the system once again.
"Yellow Ribbons... you are almost there, but you still have to prove yourselves. If you can withstand a paddling longer than 50% of your group, you can stay."
The brothers unsheathed the paddles, and the yellow ribbons were told to bend over and drop trow, or whatever they happened to be wearing. To their credit, everyone did so. They were committed to making it. However, that paddling wouldn't stop until at least half of them had dropped out. One by one, yellow ribbon pledges began to drop out. Nearly every one that did took the offer to sign the form and get the white ribbon. I wondered why they were so dedicated. Maybe they were legacies and it was just expected of them. Maybe they were in it for the connections. Whatever the reason, the group all remained in the room - half of them just changed from yellow ribbons to white ribbons and red butts.
"Very good," said the doctor. "And the last group - our white ribbons... please accompany our C.A.B.S. representatives to your new accommodations. You've all been accepted into the program, and we look forward to seeing you back here soon, where you'll get to stay and make full use of the new facilities as Alpha Beta's newest charges.
The shocked faces of all the members with a white badge brought mixed feelings in my mind. It was heartbreaking to see those that had innocently signed up being shuffled off to the baby program. Yet there were surely those who were getting their just desserts for their laziness, thinking they could just skate their way through life without any consequences.
The yellow ribbons who had made it smirked, and teased their former peers, saying that they'd see them soon and they would be sure to 'take good care of them'. I felt for the poor schmucks as I watched them go, and not without protest, but anyone who did soon found themselves pacifier gagged. One or two members were even put into a straight jacket and dragged off. That was enough to quiet the herd, so to speak, and a large group of over 50 was gone just like that.
Once the room settled down, the doctor continued once more.
"We'll see them again soon. Wave gooodbye now. Very good. And now, for the convocation."
There followed some chanting, and some swearing in. Some pledges of allegiance and whatnot. It was all quite boring and I snuggled into Tank and zoned out for most of it. That is, until the time for the big vote came.
"Now, it is time to have a vote on house baby. Put your nominations in the hat, everyone."
As the hat was passed around, I was sweating bullets. I knew I was stuck as a baby whether I liked it or not, but I hoped by some miracle I wouldn't have to be the mascot of the whole dang fraternity.
Once all papers had been collected, the hat was passed back to the doctor, who reached in and pulled out a name...
