When my tears became sniffles she pulled me to my feet and quicklyremoved my slacks, boxers and the shirt off my arms. She effortlesslylifted me onto...the changing table and fastened a restraining belt over mychest pinning my arms in the process."That should keep you under control as I prepare you for your firstdiapering. Before I do that we have to do something about that littledeformity between your legs," she stated.What she did next destroyed what manhood I had left. It was a malechastity. At next station a pack of people enter inside the metro , resulting in her almost hugging me, her boobs hit my chest , i smile and she inturns gives me a naughty smile. she suddenly turn 180 degree , such that her ass seems to be grinding on my dick , as she was wearing a skin tight jeans , my dick had sudden erection, she seems to be enjoying it , she push her ass, causing my dick to become almost tent pole.I now leans toward her and in an husky voice said ” seems to enjoy that ” she said shh. The fashion technique had the most interesting effect of pulling Shelly's T-shirt tight around the curves of her chest. Scott could see her nipples, hard and bulging against the tight, cotton fabric.'My god,' Scott thought to himself. 'I don't think she's wearing a bra.'Indeed, Shelly was not. Despite this, it seemed to Scott's unabashed gaze, that her ample breasts had no trouble being supported and lifted from her torso. Her shirt was tight enough that it clung to the underside of each boob.. . What he did.. if he was married.. k**s.. and filled him in on their future plans. After dinner the house band began to play and the gurls excused themselves to the ladies room. Larry took this chance to grill me some more… “How in the hell are these two dumber the shit bimbos going to help you in your project” he asked… I said “You will have to wait until we got home to get that answer. But trust me these two sexy gurls were absolutely perfect for what I have in mind”… I don’t think this was.