Sissy Baby Husband Gets Outed in Front of my Friends ♕

Showing Off My Husband-Turned-Sissy Baby To All My Friends

There was just no other choice – my husband was always a little whiner. Prissy in his movement and expressions. I suppose some would call him a metro male, and some would call him effeminate, but that’s just a nice way of saying a sissy. But after I caught him wetting himself, I called him a sissy baby. Because let’s face it, he couldn’t be considered just a regular Adult Baby. Again, too feminine for that label.

I had no choice but to sit him down at the kitchen table and inform him of how things were going to go. That he was no longer welcome in my bed. I only allowed real men in my bed, and it was clear he was anything but.  I was going to change the spare bedroom into his nursery – a sissy baby nursery. Complete with all things pink and pretty.

He was no longer allowed to use the big boy’s bathroom. Instead, he was to be in an ABDL diaper at all times and use them like every other baby in the world.  And to make sure he does just that, I would be introducing him to a wide variety of laxatives and suppositories, and making sure he fills his adult diaper regularly.

Immersing him in his new station in life as a sissy baby, he took to it relatively easy. He understood that this was his life from here on out, and didn’t fight me too much about his transformation. I think deep down he knew this was what he was born to be – not just an adult baby, but a sissy baby.

As well as he was settling into his new sissy baby life, I don’t think he was ready for the next step

It’s one thing to accept being a sissy baby in the privacy of one’s own home. It’s quite another to be outed in public… or at least have several women bear witness to his new role as a sissy baby.

As I lead him into the living room, crawling on all fours, all forms of sounds and voices emerged. Eight of my girlfriends were waiting for me to show them, my new sissy baby. Laughs, awwws, and grasps abound as we entered the living room. My sissy baby stopped for a moment, looking around. In the center of the room was a pretty pink baby blanket. On the coffee table was a sundry of baby paraphernalia; powder, wipes, lotion, baby bottles, pacifiers, and of course diapers.

I looked down at him and smile saying, “All my friends didn’t believe that I turned you into not just a sissy baby, but that you filled your diaper like a baby as well. We are going to prove to them just how true my words were.”

And with that, I led him to the blanket, him knowing that he was going to fill his diaper in front of all these female witnesses.

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