Scenario:A humiliation story, of a year 11 boy known as Conr humiliated an manipulated by his older female cousin into wearing her school uniform into school asswell as a large pink princess print nappy underneath the uniform consisting of a blue checkered skirt, a white shirt, a blue tie and a girls blazer and whatever else.
The story starts in the cousins house with the cousin forcing him to try the outfit on white out any pants , then she hides his clothes and when he complains she forces the diaper onto him, making him have a wobble in his walk due to the thickness.
following humiliation and manipulation they travel to swancore school together where con is thrown in the deep end
At swancore he is humiliated throughout the day by his peers some names are
-ethan
tilly
molly
gracie
He gets so nervous he ends up filling the diaper with poop in a babyish way leading only to more humiliation
There is no good ending but only humilation
This takes place firstly at the cousins house then transitions into swancore college where con tries to hide his outfit but if found
characters:
Year 9 boy:con, blond ‘fluffy hair’, blue eyes
year 11 girls: amelia, the cousin manipulator and bully, taller and stronger than him , has dark brown hair and glasses
bystanders;
tilly
molly
gracie
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A humiliation story, of a year 11 boy known as Conr humiliated an manipulated by his older female cousin into wearing her school uniform into school asswell as a large pink princess print nappy underneath the uniform consisting of a blue checkered skirt, a white shirt, a blue tie and a girls blazer and whatever else.
The story starts in the cousins house with the cousin forcing him to try the outfit on white out any pants , then she hides his clothes and when he complains she forces the diaper onto him, making him have a wobble in his walk due to the thickness.
following humiliation and manipulation they travel to swancore school together where con is thrown in the deep end
At swancore he is humiliated throughout the day by his peers some names are
-ethan
tilly
molly
gracie
He gets so nervous he ends up filling the diaper with poop in a babyish way leading only to more humiliation
There is no good ending but only humilation
This takes place firstly at the cousins house then transitions into swancore college where con tries to hide his outfit but if found
characters:
Year 9 boy:con, blond ‘fluffy hair’, blue eyes
year 11 girls: amelia, the cousin manipulator and bully, taller and stronger than him , has dark brown hair and glasses
bystanders;
tilly
molly
gracie
Conrad
He is a student at Swancore College. He is sensitive,shy,and vulnerable. His cousin Amelia forced him to wear a girls uniform and a diaper to school,humiliating him deeply. At Swancore,he faces bullying from peers like Ethan,Tilly,Molly,and Gracie. His embarrassment grows when he poops in the diaper during class. Throughout the day,he struggles with humiliation and longs to return home.
Amelia
She is Conrad's cousin and a student at Swancore College. She is manipulative,dominant,and sadistic. She forces Conrad to wear a girls uniform and a diaper as punishment for whiteouting her drawing. She enjoys humiliating him and takes pleasure in his suffering. Despite her age,she acts like an adult and shows no empathy towards Conrad's struggles and humiliation at Swancore.
Ethan
He is a classmate of Conrad at Swancore College. He is aggressive,meanspirited,and popular. Ethan mocks Conrad’s outfit and calls him names like "baby boy." He takes advantage of Conrad's vulnerable situation and joins in on the bullying at school. His behavior contributes significantly to Conrad's humiliation and distress.
I was sat in my cousins house, she was a year older than me and went to the same school as I was about to start.
She had asked me to come over and help her decide what to wear for her first day, or so I thought.
"Right con, now that we have decided on my outfit, its time to decide on yours."
What?
"No, I'm not wearing anything you have here."
I said back to her.
"Oh, but you are, you don't have a choice."
She got up from the floor and walked over to her wardrobe.
She opened the doors and pulled out a girls school uniform consisting of a blue checkered skirt, a white shirt, a blue tie and a girls blazer.
She handed me the shirt and tie and told me to try them on.
I put the tie round my neck but didn't tie it as I didn't want to wear this stupid outfit.
I then put on the shirt, which was too small, so all the buttons were undone.
Amelia looked at me and giggled before asking me to take off my pants, which I refused to do.
She stood up and walked over to my bag, which was at the side of the room.
She opened it and pulled out my clothes and hid them behind the sofa.
"You can't go home now; you don't have any clothes to wear."
I was furious with her but didn't say anything.
"Take them off con; you can't wear boys clothes today."
I reluctantly took them off and stood before her in just my boxers.
She handed me the skirt and told me to put it on.
I did as she told me what else was I going to do?
My trembling fingers fumble with the zipper on the side of the skirt as Amelia watches with a smirk.
The pleated fabric feels foreign against my bare legs, making me shiver.
When I finally manage to secure the zipper, the skirt sits uncomfortably high on my waist, barely reaching my knees.
Amelia circles me like a predator, adjusting the hem and smoothing out wrinkles.
I catch a glimpse of myself in her full-length mirror and quickly look away, my cheeks burning red.
She notices my discomfort and laughs, reaching for something pink and crinkly from her dresser drawer.
"Now for the special underwear," she announces, holding up the princess-printed diaper.
I stare at it, my heart pounding, realizing there's no turning back from this twisted initiation.
My hands shake as I hold the pink princess diaper, its childish pattern mocking me.
Amelia towers over me, arms crossed, tapping her foot impatiently.
"Put it on, or I'll tell everyone at school what you did to my art project," she threatens, her voice laced with malice.
I fumble with the thick padding, the crinkly material loud in the quiet room.
The tapes stick awkwardly as I try to position it around my waist.
When I finally secure it, the bulk forces my legs apart uncomfortably.
Amelia laughs and pats the front of the diaper, making me flinch.
"Welcome to your new life, Con," she whispers, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
