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 .......