Evolutions

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Conrad Tracy Shelly was born to a young couple 2 months after they

were wed. Both parents were hoping for a girl but were thankful for a

healthy baby, even though it was a boy. However, his parents

immediately gave the baby the nickname of Connie. He was not a happy

baby. He cried miserably, kept his parents up at night, was prone to

various illnesses and made life quite unpleasant for his inexperienced

young parents. Their "bundle of joy" was more of a "beast of burden"

to them. His father, Tom Shelly, was a construction worker. His mother

was planing to go into nursing school, but the stress of raising a

child was more than she was ready for. She stayed home all day with

the baby and gradually got more and more into drinking.

Connie was a bit late learning everything: walking, talking and, to

his mother's great dismay, toilet training. She first started to

toilet the toddler at 18 months, but he didn't show any readiness.

Repeated attempts at 20, 24, 28 and 30 months showed he was still not

going to use the potty. Finally, when he was 3 and a half years old he

gradually got used to using the toilet for going "poop", but still had

problems staying dry during the day. His mother continued to diaper

him every night. By his 5th birthday he was staying dry pretty well

during the day and was out of night diapers, wetting the bed only 3-4

times a month.


Shortly after this birthday his parents decided to take their first

honeymoon. It was only for 3 days so they asked Connie's mother's

brother to take the boy for a weekend. Tom was a little concerned

because he knew his brother-in-law was a heavy drinker with a volatile

temper, but Connie's mother insisted. The honeymoon was not what they

had hoped. In fact they fought most of the time. But things got even

worse when they got home. When they retrieved Connie from his uncle's

the boy seemed scared. Within hours they found the boy was wetting his

pants and bed again. When forced to go to the toilet Connie would

scream with fear. When Uncle Max was questioned about what might have

happened during the past weekend he said nothing out of the ordinary

had occurred and couldn't explain the situation. His sister believed

him; her husband did not. He went to Max's house and demanded the

truth. Max was drunk at the time and unable to defend himself against

Tom and admitted "dunking" the boy's head into the toilet when he wet

his bed the first night. Tom busted Max's face with his fist and told

him he never wanted him to see his kid again and left.

It took another few months before Connie got over the incident (the

actual truth of which was far worse than Max had admitted). He went

back to wearing training pants by day and diapers again at night. His

parent's relationship was on the rocks. His mother's drinking got

worse and his father became more and more abusive toward her and the

boy.

Shortly after Conrad turned 6 years old his parents separated. His

mother was a drunk and his father took the boy and left town without

protest from his wife. They settled down, his father got a job and

Conrad, who was now being called Radie (RAY-dee) by his dad, was taken

care of during the day by a neighbor woman with 2 kids, one a girl

about his age and the other a boy about 2. This situation continued

until Radie was ready to enter 1st grade at age 7. Radie exhibited

more bladder control problems after separation from his mother and was

threatened by his father that if he kept wetting his pants Mrs.

Elrik (his caretaker) would put diapers on him. And so it came to be.

The first of many times that Radie would wet his pants at her house

he was made to undress in front of her daughter, Beth and younger

son, Tim and be made to lie down on the living room floor, naked, legs

spread while Mrs. Elrik washed his privates, powdered him and

diapered him, completing the punishment with rubber panties. Radie

would have to spend the rest of the day in diapers which he had to use

instead of the toilet. Mrs. Elrik's son was by now no longer wearing

diapers and she offered her stock of diapers and rubber pants to

Radie's father who insisted Radie wear them to bed every night until

he stopped stopped wetting. Tom seemed to take particular delight in

diapering the youngster, which invariably caused him to get his

little penis standing at attention. Tom would rub baby oil into it,

stroking his little penis up and down. Radie learned to actually

like this attention which might explain why he kept on wetting his

diapers every night (and Radie knew he'd get similar treatment in

the morning when he got cleaned up). Radie continued to be diapered

by Tom every night until Radie was 10, at which time his wetting

began to taper off and he allowed him to sleep without the his

diapers, accepting the inevitable accidents that still happened about

once a week, for which Radie always got his age in straps of his

belt across his bare bottom. Radie continued wetting 4-6 times a

month, on and on. As sort of a comforting consolation for his

punishment Tom would frequently take him into the bathtub with him

and they would wash each other, followed by Radie laying against his

father's chest between his legs as his dad washed his privates. Then

Radie would turn around and wash his father's engorged penis. Tom, who

had lost interest in women, taught Radie to masturbate both of them

in this way, and, in fact, encouraged the child to "pleasure himself"

whenever he desired desired it, thus turning him into a compulsive

masturbator long before puberty.

During this time his father never entered a relationship with a woman,

but as Radie got a little older he became fully aware that his dad had

men over, some who spent the night. Radie remembered all the sounds,

sounds and words that confused the little boy, that came from his

father's bedroom. Radie really didn't know what exactly was going on

but it kind of scared him. It wasn't until Radie was nearly 12 that he

finally got a first hand experience of what was really going on with

his dad. One night the boy woke up in a wet bed. He got up and went

to the bathroom but was very sleepy and ended up walking into his

father's bedroom, having discarded his wet pajamas. Radie woke right

up when he saw his father and his friend naked on the bed sucking

each others erect penises. Radie gasped and they noticed him

standing naked at the door. Radie turned to leave, but was ordered to

stay and shut the door. The men stopped their activity and his dad

asked what he was doing there. Radie admitted he had wet his bed. He

was ordered over to the bed and told to lie on his back and pull his

legs up. Dad got his belt and gave him 11 straps across his legs and

bottom and then, since Radie was nearly 12, he gave the belt to his

friend and Radie was given a 12th, hard, strap "to grow on". Radie

was crying and rubbing his bottom as his dad left the room. His

friend, Dave pulled him up next to him and began rubbing his

stinging bottom. Then his hands slipped to his penis and he began

stroking him, bringing him to an erection even as the youngster still

sobbed from pain. When Radie was fully erect Dave put his mouth over

his penis and began sucking on it, licking it up and down. Radie was

very scared and confused but realized it felt good and the sting

quickly was replaced by feelings of pleasure. Then Dave lifted his

head and asked if he felt a little better now and Radie meekly

nodded. He began masturbating him and guided his hand toward his

throbbing penis and placed his fingers around it and indicated what

he wanted him to do. So they lay there stroking each other until his

dad returned from changing his sheets. He got into bed and watched

the action between Dave and him. Then he reached under the bed and

pulled out his Poloroid camera and as Dave and Radie continued their

"game", Tom took pictures. He had Dave suck the boy some more and

then he told him to do the same to Dave. Reluctantly Radie did the

best he could to take Dave's big penis into his mouth and began

licking and sucking as the camera flashed. Dave began moaning as Radie

continued to suckle his organ and he urged him on as he began moving

his hips up and down. Radie had a hard time keeping Dave's penis in

his mouth. And then it happened. His sticky milky jism began

squirting into his mouth as Radie drew back and got it in his face

as another flash went off. Tom ordered him to keep sucking and

licking him until he was clean. Radie did as he was told, not wanting

another beating. (Radie had produced the same discharge in his

father's penis many times before, but never had he had to taste it!)

When he had licked all the cum from Dave's penis, swallowing every

drop, Tom got back into bed and Dave began doing to Tom what Radie

had just done to Dave and as this happened Tom got Radie to straddle

his face and he began sucking his penis again. Eventually Dave

brought Tom off and they placed him between them and began sucking

his penis, balls and his anus for what seemed like an hour. Being

too young to ejaculate Radie finally came with a dry orgasm, the

first Radie had ever experienced. After a brief rest Tom got up and

left the room only to return with diapers and rubber pants. He

proceeded to diaper the confused, exhausted and now ashamed boy. Dave

got very excited watching Radie being diapered. Then they all got

under the covers, with the "baby" in the middle, and slept the rest of

the night. The next morning they all got into the shower together

and the men washed the child's body, bringing all of them to

erection again and Radie was instructed to wash their erections.

When they were clean they got dried off and they dressed. Dave left

after giving Radie's dad and him a wet kiss on the lips. As Tom and

Radie ate breakfast he told his son he had been "initiated" last

night and he should expect to join him with his friends again before

long. Although Radie told his father he enjoyed the session, he was

very confused by it all and consequently began wetting his bed more

often than usual, for which he was given the usual punishment as

well as being returned to wearing diapers several times a week. For

the next 6 months Radie joined Tom and his various friends in

similar sexual encounters about once a week and Radie learned to

really like them. Between episodes Radie masturbated often, still

experiencing dry orgasms but enjoying them just the same; and Tom

bathed with his son frequently.


Then came the most traumatic experience Radie had suffered in his 12

1/2 years of life: Tom was killed in a car crash. In shock, Radie

was quickly wisked off to his mother's home and he could tell from

their first meeting he wasn't exactly welcome...


Now bear in mind Radie had not seen his mother since he was 6 and only

knew her from a photo he had of her and him when he was a diapered

toddler. He somehow expected to see the same woman. What greeted him

at the door was a tall, rather massive woman in a nurse's outfit. She

didn't look anything like the picture Radie had of his mother who

was slim and rather petite. Radie carried a single suitcase that

contained 3 sets of clothing, a few toys, his teddy bear (stuffed

under every thing else due to his embarrassment at still holding

onto a childish doll), and still deeper hidden was his rubber sheet,

something Radie hated to bring but knew Radie still needed, hoping

his mother would understand his problem, especially in light of his

father's sudden, violent death.


Radie quickly concluded this large woman at the door was not his

mother as he was ushered with terse words into the living room. He

had arrived late in the afternoon by cab and he smelled food

cooking. He was told to sit down and wait. The woman left the room

and after a few minutes the she returned with a smaller, rather

haggered looking woman and a girl, about his age but slightly taller

and heavier than him arrived. The large woman introduced the other

woman as his "Mommy", the girl as "Sister", and then in a very stern

voice pronounced herself as "Mommy-Daddy". Looking at Mommy Radie

realized she WAS his mother, but she looked older and worse than she

looked in his photo. He jumped up and ran to his mother for an

embrace but was sharply slapped by Mommy-Daddy and told to sit down

again. Radie looked sadly at his mother, tears swelling into his

eyes as Sister smirked.


After this brief introduction Mommy-Daddy told Mommy to go back to the

kitchen and Mommy-Daddy and Sister told him to follow them upstairs.

Radie was led, suitcase in hand, to a small room decorated in

infantile manor. There was a small youth bed and the various

accoutrements of a nursery. Mommy-Daddy said this was the only

arrangements that could be provided for him in the short notice they

had of his arrival. She explained this was Sister's bedroom until

she grew up and it was all that was available for him. Mommy-Daddy

told Radie to unpack, showing him a small closet and dresser to

place his clothing and stating that since he had had a long day that

he should get into his pajamas, take a short nap and would be called

for dinner in about an hour. Radie was left alone.He unpacked and

placed his clothes in the proper places and then pulled up the

bedsheets, somehow hoping the mattress had some protection. It

didn't. He quickly stripped the bed, laid out his rubber sheet and

remade the bed, quivering with anticipation and dread of the unknown

that was to come. Hee undressed to his underpants and put his pajamas

on and got in bed (Radie was tired!) and taking his bear from his

suitcase, curled up into a ball of anxious, painful exhaustion and

quickly fell into a restless dream-filled sleep...about Tom...about

his friends...about his death...about his mother and Mommy-Daddy and

Sister, who, after what seemed like only moments of sleep, entered his

room and rudely shook him awake telling him dinner was ready.

Regaining consciousness Radie got up from his little bed and, after

making a nervous check of his sheets, which to his relief were dry,

joined her toward the stairs to the kitchen, but not without her

commenting with a sarcastic tone on "what a cute teddy bear Radie

had", making him blush with embarrassment.


At the dinner table Radie felt conspicuously small and vulnerable

amongst the company he was in the presence of. All eyes seemed on him,

in his pajamas, small and quiet. Mommy was serving dinner. Mommy-Daddy

had changed into a brown shirt and black leather pants. Mommy looked

like a maid. He was seated beside Sister. Mommy and Sister both had

red wine while Mommy-Daddy had beer and Radie had a large glass of

milk, warmed. As dinner began Mommy-Daddy began to expound: "Conrad

Tracy Sherry, from now on you will be addressed by your middle name.

I, Mommy-Daddy, am the master of this household. Sister, is my

daughter. Although she is only 11 and 1/2 she is obviously more mature

than you and is second in command in this household. Your Mommy is MY

maid-servant and has the least authority in our home. Since she is

your mother she has control over you ONLY when Mommy-Daddy or Sister

is not present. I am a nurse in a rehabilitation hospital, your Mommy

works part-time as an orderly in the Children's Hospital in town. I

want to impress upon you that I had absolutely no plans for a boy in

this household. You will be under constant observation and authority

of everyone else. Mommy-Daddy runs the house; Sister reports ANY and

ALL infractions of rules to me; your worthless mother has only minimal

control of you when the two of you are alone, and Tracy, I assure you

your Mommy is trained to report ANY and ALL infractions by you to

me...and you will be severely punished for the slightest error, and

knowing boys your age we all know you will need training and

correction very soon. MIND ME BOY: do everything anyone tells you to

in this household, without hesitation, or you will be severely

punished! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!?". More fearful than ever Radie

(now dealing with being called by his middle name, Tracy, which

embarrassed him as he had known girls, but no boys by that name)

meekly responded with a positive nod, which was not sufficient for

Mommy-Daddy who demanded a "Yes Mommy-Daddy! I will do everything I am

told to do without complaint" response before Tracy could resume his

dinner...


After dinner Mommy-Daddy got up from the table and ordered Mommy to do

the dishes and him to "get his little butt up to the bathroom". Not

sure why, Tracy said "Yes, Mommy-Daddy..." and headed for the stairs

with Mommy-Daddy and Sister right behind him. When they arrived

Mommy-Daddy started to run the bath water. She ordered Tracy to shed

his pajamas and underpants. The boy was trembling with a complexity of

fear, embarrassment and anxiety he had never known before. Sister was

staring at him as he dropped his pajamas pants, leaving him in just

his underpants. Sister demanded (with great apprehension) "Get those

undies off, Tracy...NOW!" Quivering with fear, and noticing Mommy-

Daddy's glare, Tracy reluctantly pulled his underpants off, quickly

attempting to cover his private parts from the first women he had been

seen naked since his pre-school years. At the first sight of his

attempted display of modesty Mommy-Daddy slapped his face and ordered

him to place his hands on his head. Mortified, the trembling boy did

as he was told, exposing his nakedness to his new mistresses.


With body blushing beet-red Tracy was ordered into the tub. Mommy-

Daddy began washing his chest, back, arms and legs, and then his hair.

During this time she changed her tone and soothed him as she bathed

him, telling him the first few days might be hard for everyone to

adjust to, but that he would soon learn to adapt to the "house rules".

Then, after washing most of his extremities, she ordered him to stand

up in the tub. Taking a bar of soap, she lathered up both hands and

began her intimate cleansing of the boy's private areas. She first

began to lather up his penis, causing it to grow to its maximum

stature and while continuing to massage his pulsating penis she

insinuated a finger of the other hand into the child's rectum where

she slid it in and out, over and over as she stroked his erection.


As Tracy stood with his hands still on his head he began to drift off

into semi-consciousness, filled with a blur of confused feelings

ranging from ecstasy to total humiliation, not sure which feeling was

the most enticing. Eventually the bath ended and Tracy was helped out

of the tub and dried off and allowed to redress in his PJ's, but

without his underpants. After combing his hair Mommy-Daddy and Sister

led him to his little youth bed and tucked him in, placing his teddy

bear in his grasp and kissing him goodnight. He was exhausted and fell

asleep within minutes, but had some strange dreams...including at

least one of going to the bathroom...

After what seemed like but a few minutes Tracy woke with a yelp from a

leather belt slapped across his backside. He shook off the sleep in

his eyes and turned over to face Mommy-Daddy, Sister and Mommy all

glaring down at him. Then he felt the wetness beneath him and suddenly

went into a state of fear and anxiety. Mommy-Daddy gave him a menacing

order "Get out of that bed, NOW!". Tracy did as he was told. He stood

shame-faced beside his wet bed in wet pajamas, unable to face the 3

females he knew so little about but had already come to fear. Mommy-

Daddy said "Get out of those wet pajamas! I knew it when you first set

foot in my house. Your bastard father raised a pathetic sissy

bedwetting baby!". Tracy, blushing furiously, removed his pajamas and

stood naked in his shame. Mommy-Daddy ordered him to stand at the foot

of the bed, hands on head, as she instructed Mommy to strip her

"worthless" son's bed. Mommy obeyed wordlessly. When the fitted sheet

came off and the rubber sheet on the mattress .......