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(part 2 of 2)

They walked out to the car together. More than ever, Luke was relieved they lived on a private drive. With a quarter mile between them and their nearest neighbors, he didn't have to worry about anyone spying on them while mommy loaded him into his car seat, buckling him up nice and secure in the back where he'd be the safest. Being a little fennec fox, he was no stranger to sitting in a booster seat and using pedal extenders when he drove a car, but this was a bit more embarrassing for obvious reasons. Luckily, their SUV had tinted windows, allowing him to kick back in his big padded car seat in total privacy. All he was expected to do was suck on his juicebox, play gameboy, and leave the stress of driving to mommy.

Though, she didn't mind in the slightest. She preferred to have everything her way, which meant taking charge of every little thing in their relationship, including the car. Even if he wanted to drive, she wouldn't let him anywhere near the wheel. Sure, he had a driver's license, but damned if he knew where it was. It's not like he carried a wallet around in the back pocket of his footie pajamas. After all, He was a baby now. He didn't concern himself with things like that, so he had no idea that his wallet had been sitting in mommy's underwear drawer since the first day she put him back in diapers. This left her squarely in charge of his affairs and money, while he enjoyed a simpler life of diapers, finger foods, and of course, car seats.

As a result, the ride seemed to go real quick for Luke as he stayed focused on his gameboy the entire drive. Mommy had her music on, but she didn't talk at all otherwise, enjoying a relaxing drive while Luke stayed quiet in the backseat. That was just fine by him, of course. He was totally content with his videogames and didn't like to be bugged when he was in the zone. Though, he didn't have a chance to get very far before he started seeing signs for the mall on the side of the road.

He just barely had enough time to get to the save point before mommy was pulling their big SUV into an open parking space, killing the music and the engine before stepping out. A moment later, the door to the backseat opened up and mommy reached in, working to free him from his car seat.

"Geez, mommy. I still gotta put away my game," said Luke, holding his arms up while she undid the straps across his chest.

"Go on and make it fast. You could have been doing this while I was driving around looking for a spot," said mommy, impatiently tapping her foot while she waited for her little slow-moving husband to get his toy put back in its carrying case.

"Sorry, mommy. I just hafta... and...there!" said Luke, zipping up the case and tossing it on the seat next to him before turning back to his wife with his arms outstretched, indicating his readiness to be picked up.

"Now that's a good boy, always putting away his toys when he's done with them," said mommy, scooping the little fennec fox up under his armpits setting him down in the pavement below. "You stay with me while we're in the parking lot. It's dangerous for a little shorty like you, so I want you to hold my hand and don't let go, understand?"

"Yes, mommy," answered Luke, reaching up to take mommy's paw, allowing himself to be led around freely by the hand.

She opened up the rear hatch of the SUV and slid out his stroller. It took only a few short seconds to get it unfolded and locked into position, then she grabbed the diaper bag and shoved into into the storage compartment under the seat before turning her attention to Luke. Even with his squirmy little legs, she managed to get him stuffed him into the padded seat and strapped in tight without any issues. Then, whether he liked it or not, she started pushing him toward the gigantic mall in the distance.

Luke was starting to feel a bit nervous now, even a bit queasy as they got closer, afraid to be seen riding in his infantile stroller. It was intended for children, of course, but it was a pretty good fit for him as well, even if it was a little tighter fit than he would have liked. Luckily, the thickly padded seat was extra gentle on his spanked and plugged bottom, so he didn't have much reason to complain, that is, except for the soggy padding wadded between his legs.

He hadn't planned to wet himself so early into the trip, hoping to keep his diaper fresh and clean as long as possible. This was, however, another one of his frequent accidents where he didn't even realize his was going until he felt the warmth spreading across the front of his diaper, and by then it was too late to stop. It was hardly surprising, considering he usually didn't think twice about using his diaper, but that didn't make him feel any better about his incontinence when he was out in public. Now he'd have to walk around in a damp, humid diaper for the rest of the day, worrying about whether he'd end up with another itchy diaper rash on his unmentionables.

Even still, he knew he couldn't ask for a diaper change this early into the trip. They weren't even inside the mall yet and already he'd pissed himself, a fact mommy would be quick to point out in front of anyone who would listen. Though, the shame of being scolded for his wet diaper paled in comparison to the humiliation he'd suffer when mommy dragged him into the ladies room and changed him right there in front of everyone.

Just the idea of being laid down on one of those folding changing tables and having his naked privates put on display was enough to ensure he kept the wetness of his diaper a carefully guarded secret as long as possible. The last thing he wanted was for anyone to see his little plastic chastity cage, or even worse, the base of Mr. Plug'ems peeking out between his powdery asscheeks. As such, he did his best to keep quiet and pretend like nothing was wrong, though his anxiety was only increasing the closer they got.

"Just a little further now," said mommy, pointing to the mall entrance up ahead.

Luke took a deep breath and tried to keep his cool, but it didn't seem to help much. Now that they were almost there, he was starting to get butterflies in his tummy, and it only got worse as time when on. The entrance itself was crowded enough to give him heart palpitations. Half a dozen people were standing around smoking cigarettes, while several groups of trendy looking teens waited around for their rides to pick them up. There was no way he'd make it through that mass of people without being noticed, and here he was, dressed up like little girl on her first day of preschool with a buttplug squeezed up inside his tailhole. All of the sudden, the fear of exposure and public ridicule got to be too much, causing the poor little fennec fox to cry out just as they made their way safely across the crosswalk in front of the mall.

"Wait!" whimpered Luke, sitting forward in his seat to get mommy's attention.

"Huh? Why? What's the matter?" she asked, shooting Luke a suspicious glare as she looked down at him. "Did Mr. Plug'ems slip out? Did you make a mess in your pants?"

"Nuh uh," said Luke, shaking his head slowly as he stuck his thumb into his mouth, too embarrassed to say anymore.

"Well, what is it then?" asked mommy, increasing the volume of her voice, trying to coerce more information out of her bashful husband.

"I dunno," said Luke, his speech devolving into childish muttering as tried to talk around his thumb. "I juss don't wanna go in. Can we pweeze go home?"

"What are you so afraid of, huh?" asked mommy, crouching down to give her little guy a hug for confidence. Then she took his pacifier, which had been conveniently clipped to the bib of his overalls, and stuffed it right back into his mouth to help sooth him. "You just hide behind your paci and I promise no one will give you a second glance, and if someone is staring at you, it's only because you're the cutest little foxy in the whole mall."

Luke turned his head away, trying hide the fact he was blushing, but he wasn't fooling anyone. Mommy could always read his expression, and she knew he loved being complimented on his cuteness. She poured on a bit more sweetness, trying to butter him up into cooperating.

"What? You know it's true," said mommy, smiling warmly as she caressed his cheek. "Now just sit back in your stroller and always remember Princess Pony's three rules for making a good first impression: always be positive, always bring a smile, and always be... ?"

"Always be a perfect pwincess," said Luke half-heartedly, drooping his ears in defeat as he was forced to recite another embarrassingly lame line from that stupid etiquette training video.

"That's right!" said mommy, giving Luke a little pinch on the cheek. "And that means you gotta obey the queen, so be a good pup and don't embarrass me in public or you'll find yourself locked up in the castle dungeon tonight."

Luke wasn't totally sure how he felt about mommy's little pep talk, but the stoller started moving again regardless of what he wanted. He nervously kneaded his pacifier between his teeth as they approached the the mall, trying to remember what mommy told him about hiding behind his pacifier. His only hope was to keep his head down, stay quiet, and pray. Fortunately, no one seemed to pay him any mind as she wheeled him past the crowds and through the big automatic doors.

It was only the beginning of his all-too-public adventure, but he was still relieved to have made it this far without incident. In fact, it was almost eerie how no one seemed to notice him. He was expecting to be laughed out of the mall, but for some reason his short little purple overalls and stylish pacifier didn't get any attention from the other shoppers. Still, he tried to keep his eyes focused on the floor in front of him, preferring to ignore the other patrons as much as possible.

"See? It's just like I told you. No one's going to give you any shit as long as you're with me," said mommy, grinning as she pushed her little hubby's stroller through the crowd. "That being said, I wouldn't be too surprised if any sweet old grannies came up and pinched your chubby lil' cheeks, so you better look out."

"Very funny," thought Luke, keeping his sarcastic comments to himself for fear that someone might notice his voice didn't quite match his outfit. He was still terrified of being found out, or worse yet, recognized. It was better to just keep a low profile and suck his pacifier until he was safely back out in the car. Though, his silence didn't prevent him from becoming a target of mommy's playful teasing.

"How about we make a stop in there and pick you out something cute?" she asked, slowing down to a crawl as they passed a store called "Sugar and Spice," which obviously catered to little girls.

Luke twisted his upper body around to look her in the eye, trying to see if she was serious, but it wasn't immediately clear. She was looking a bit mischievous, like she was trying to hide a smile, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to do it. Growing nervous, he shook his head to let her know that he wanted nothing to do with her little plan, hoping that she'd take pity on him.

"Aw come on," she said. "They have some really adorable stuff. Where do you think I got that outfit you're wearing?"

Luke grumbled, looking unamused as he shook his head again even more decisively this time. He knew he was dangerously close to earning himself a strike for backtalk, but he really wasn't in the mood for mommy's antics right now. Fortunately, he didn't get any public scolding. Instead, she broke out in a toothy grin, revealing that it was just a bluff.

"Pff, you're no fun," said mommy, strolling past the hideously pink storefront as they headed deeper into the mall.

Relieved, Luke untwisted his spine, looking straight ahead once more. Other than the embarrassment of being pushed around in a stroller, it wasn't half bad. After all, he'd rather be sitting on his padded butt rather than waddling all over the mall with the base of his buttplug rubbing against the inside of his chubby little asscheeks. Also, they could move much quicker with mommy pushing, meaning less time navigating the crowds as they bounced about from store to store. The first of which was a little boutique where the sales girl greeted mommy by name.

Luke knew that mommy was still going by her maiden name, but it still felt weird to hear it in person. Legally speaking, she'd taken his last name to keep his parents happy, and also because it never hurt to have another ID with a different last name, but she'd already flat-out told him she wasn't going to use it. They may have been married in the eyes of the law, but in her eyes, he was her little baby. That meant he took her name, not the other way around.

Luke may have felt a slighted, but he couldn't argue with the logic. How could he expect her to take his name, considering the nature of their relationship? Regardless, this was hardly the time or place to discuss it, having much bigger problems to worry about, like avoiding eye contact with the pretty, young sales girl who came out from behind the counter to meet them.

"OMG! Who is this cutie?" asked the energetic gazelle as she bent over to get a better look at the little fennec fox in the stroller. "Don't tell me... Is this the little bundle of joy?"

"In the flesh," said mommy with a smirk. "I figured the little guy could use a some time out of the house. He's so damn bashful, I figure a little socialization might do him some good."

"Aw, how can someone so adorable be so shy?" asked the salesgirl, smiling down at Luke. "Don't you like being mommy's little helper?"

Luke just stared back, not making a peep as he kept his lips locked tight around his pacifier. He didn't even want to know what mommy had told her about him, and hoped she'd just leave him alone. Luckily, mommy stepped in to break the awkward silence.

"Oh, you know how boys are," said mommy with a wave of her hand. "He'd rather be at home playing video games than out shopping for clothes."

"Okay, well let me know if you need help with anything," said the salesgirl, leaving the strange couple to browse in peace.

Of course, there wasn't anything in this store for Luke, leaving him with little to do while mommy combed through racks of new clothes. He just sat back in his stroller, trying to stay inconspicuous as he quietly sucked his pacifier. The last thing he needed was anymore unwanted attention now that he'd finally gotten some peace and quiet.

Mommy seemed to be done teasing him for now, too engrossed in her browsing to pay him much attention, and that nosey sales associate was back behind the counter where she belonged. Now that everyone was out of his face, he could breathe easier for a bit, no longer the center of attention. He wished he had his gameboy, but he knew mommy wouldn't allow it. She didn't like him bringing toys out in public, knowing how he tended to misplace his things. Though, that sure didn't leave him with much to do besides sit on his ass and count down the minutes until it was time to go.

If all went well today, he'd finally get the cock cage removed from his neglected little boyhood, and getting his uncomfortably full testicles drained was his primary concern. He could hardly wait to get home, fantasizing about how mommy was going reward him tonight, but that was still a long way off. He'd have to behave himself at the mall today if he wanted out of chastity, and that wouldn't be easy.

Mommy knew he _hated_being babied in public, but she wasn't going to hold back. She wanted to test the limits of his obedience, and was thus far quite impressed by how well-behaved he'd been, obviously motivated by his desire to cum. There's no way Luke would have been caught dead in that cute little outfit before mommy took his genitals hostage and forced him to be a perfect little angel all the time. Unfortunately, it had worked all too well, and he'd practically come to accept it as a way of life, ensuring he didn't dare try to crawl out of his stroller or whine for mommy's attention as she picked out a few choice garments to try on.

Once she had an arm-full of clothes, she wheeled Luke over to the dressing room and helped him out of his stroller so he could accompany her. The mall was no place to leave a sweet, innocent little tyke unattended, and she knew Luke wouldn't want to be left alone to fend for himself if the salesgirl came back to fawn over him some more. As expected, he followed her right in, happy to be out of the public eye for a bit.

The dressing room itself was plenty big enough for two people. Mommy nudged Luke toward the padded bench along the wall, and he took a seat, watching with great interest as his lovely wife began to disrobe. He tried to be subtle about it, but couldn't help staring way too long, making it plainly obvious where his eyes were focused. Of course, mommy was perfectly aware of what she was doing.

She made sure to wear something extra nice under her clothes today, specifically for Luke's enjoyment. Knowing exactly what turned his crank, she went with matching bra and thong underwear, both of which were deep crimson with plenty of elegant lace to get her little man nice and excited. No sooner had she gotten undressed than she noticed Luke's eyes wandering back and forth between her chest and thighs, just as she expected.

Her pint-sized hubby was quite the little voyeur, and she was nice enough to throw him a bone every once and awhile, showing off her fit, well-toned body to ensure he stayed infatuated with her. She figured there was no harm in it, considering his little boyhood was securely locked away inside his diapers. Best of all, it would keep him horny and desperate, ensuring he'd do _anything_to get out of his chastity cage at the end of the day. She could already tell just by looking at him that he was getting rock hard in his little plastic cock tube.

Sure, Luke _tried_to hide his discomfort, but that was easier said than done. He couldn't help but squirm as he sat there on the bench, trying in vain to adjust the cumbersome chastity device between his legs, but it was no use. There was nothing he could do to prevent his pathetic finger sized penis from jamming itself into the end of its woefully cramped plastic prison. Usually, he would try to shift his thoughts to something else in the hopes of going soft as quickly as possible, but not this time. She didn't always give him a show like this, and he wanted to enjoy every second, unable to resist staring at his wife's perfect body as she undressed.

She clearly wasn't trying to hide anything, bending over to give him a good view of her thong as she slowly slid a pair of skin-tight shorts up her long, slender legs. Luke had apparently given up on trying to be subtle, and now had his mouth hanging open as he stared at the gap between her thighs. Her sheer panties didn't hide anything. Everything was laid out for him to see and he was absolutely shameless, allowing the pacifier to drop out of his mouth as he gawked at mommy's well-pronounced pubic mound through her see-through panties.

He wanted to reach out and touch the moist spot between her legs, but he knew he'd get his paw slapped away in an instant. He was allowed to look all he wanted, but she never let him near her "The Kitty" as she called it. She'd scold him the moment his mischievous little hands wandered anywhere near her crotch, telling him that it was no place for a little boy like him. It was the one place he wasn't allowed to go, which only made him covet it even more, and here it was being flaunted right in front of his face.

It was so close he could smell it, and the scent was driving him crazy. He just wanted to bury his face between her shapely thighs and paint her hot sex with his tongue, desperately longing to pleasure her any way he could. Nevertheless, he managed to fight his primal urges, knowing that his little pussy eating fantasy would remain exactly that, and he was better off keeping it to himself unless he wanted to be permanently exiled from the dressing room. Wisely, he kept his hands to himself, choosing to enjoy all the tantalizing sights and aromas without risking a potentially embarrassing tongue lashing while they were still in earshot of any pretty young salesgirls.

For his self control, he was rewarded with all the visual stimulation his little heart could handle. His rock hard little pecker felt like it was being crushed inside his tight cock cage, but he didn't care, happily watching from his spot on the bench as mommy tried on another pair of jeans and a couple of tops. She modeled each article of clothing for her eager little husband, but didn't bother to ask for his opinion on anything. Twenty minutes later, they emerged from the dressing room and poor little Luke had even more of a waddle than usual thanks to the raging erection pressing against the inside of its cock cage.

He kept his head low, trying to hide behind his pacifier as he toddled along at mommy's side. He was still too intoxicated with arousal to look anyone in the eye, afraid they might gaze into his soul and see what a little pervert he was. He may have looked like an ordinary little girl on the outside, but it was hard to keep up the act while he had a hard rubber plug up his bottom and the tight tube locked over his dainty little prick. It was a constant struggle to act natural, always having to fight the urge to scrunch up his face as he felt his cock being squeezed. Though, despite his nervousness, no one noticed seemed to notice him at all.

He stayed close to mommy, not saying a word as he waited for her and the salesgirl to finish up. The girl behind the counter was busy folding clothes, asking about the fit before prattling on about some kind of customer loyalty card. The whole process felt like it lasted an eternity, but at least no one bothered him. It wasn't until mommy took him by the paw to leave that the salesgirl finally acknowledged him one last time.

"Bye bye, cutie. It was nice meeting you," she said, waving at Luke.

Overcome with shyness, he tried to ignore her, turning to face the exit as though he hadn't heard anything. Unfortunately, mommy wasn't going to let him get away with being rude this time. She cleared her throat, and when that failed to get his attention, she gave his paw a firm tug, turning him around to face the towering gazelle once again.

"What do you say when someone compliments you?" asked mommy, glaring down impatiently as she awaited his reply, mortified by his lack of manners.

"Thank you, ma'am," said Luke, mumbling somewhat as he kept his eyes lowered to the floor. He was too embarrassed to look her in the eye, but he did at least give her a cute little wave with his free paw before turning back toward the exit like a coward.

Mommy wasn't exactly satisfied with his etiquette, but she knew there was no point pressing the issue, not yet at least. He always acted like a bashful little pup in public, so it wasn't exactly a surprise. There was a chance he'd loosen up a bit, but scolding him at this point would only add to his humiliation and make him shut down even more. For now, she just smiled and shook her head as she led him back to the front of the store and sat him back in the stroller.

"You know, you're only going to draw more attention to yourself the way you're acting," said mommy, speaking softly as she fastened the safety strap between his legs. "Just relax and everything will be fine. Trust me."

"Okay, but..." said Luke, his reply cut short as mommy stuffed the pacifier back into his mouth.

He considered muttering something naughty under his breath to let her know what he really thought about this whole trip, but decided to bite down on his paci instead. Being ignored was so frustrating, but it wasn't worth testing mommy's patience. Better to just sit back, suck quietly on the rubber nub in his mouth, and keep out of the way until they were safely back in the car. Though, he had no idea when that would be. Mommy was the one pushing the stroller, so it was entirely up to her, and she didn't bother to tell Luke much of anything anymore. She made all the decisions, so it really didn't matter what he thought of their itinerary. He'd go wherever she pushed him whether he liked it or not.

A short elevator ride up to the third floor took them to another one of mommy's favorite boutiques, where Luke got to enjoy more of the same. A bit of awkward small talk with the staff, followed by twenty minutes of hiding in the racks of clothes while mommy picked through the new inventory. It was tedious as all hell, but only a matter of time before they ended up back in the dressing room for another stripshow.

It went by quick this time. She didn't bother with any of the theatrics, only trying on two tops, and hating both of them. Luke had no idea why she bothered to try them on if she didn't like them, but he didn't really care as long as it meant they didn't have to stop by the cashier on the way out. Another store down, and another step closer to going home. That's all he could think about as mommy loaded him back into his stroller.

Their next stop was a store that sold nothing but sunglasses, as if she didn't have enough already. It was terribly boring, but also refreshingly uneventful. The place was empty, and the guy running the store barely even looked up from his phone the entire time. Their trip to the cosmetics counter went fairly smooth as well, considering Luke didn't even have to get out of the stoller. Though, as much as he enjoyed being ignored entirely, his boredom was starting to get the better of him. He was nearly ready to start whining to go home again until mommy mentioned they'd be grabbing some lunch after they made one last stop.

It had been hours since his paltry little breakfast, and the thought of eating out at an actual restaurant sounded too good to be true. Reinvigorated by the promise of a real meal, he immediately straightened up in his seat and sucked his pacifier like a good little pup. At first, the excitement was enough to distract him from his social anxiety. However, that quickly changed when he saw where mommy was taking him.

He could feel his cheeks burning red with embarrassment as they came up to the lingerie shop. He hoped they might make a sharp turn before reaching the entrance, but mommy barrelled right in without so much as slowing down. She was brimming with confidence as usual, knowing she had the money and the physique to get anything she wanted. Unfortunately, the opposite was true of Luke, who looked rather nervous as he unwillingly led the charge from the seat of his stroller.

He tried his hardest to sink into the plush padding of his seat, hoping no one would notice him blushing behind his big purple pacifier, but there was no hiding how apprehensive he was. Everywhere he looked, he was confronted with racks of lacy undergarments and lingerie-clad mannequins, and it didn't take long before his tiny pecker was once again fighting a losing battle with its constrictive chastity cage.

He looked down at the floor in front of his stroller, ashamed at the fact that thong underwear and a garter belt on a moulded plastic torso could get him so aroused. More importantly, he didn't want anyone to catch him eyeing the merchandise like a little pervert. However, mommy didn't see any reason for him to be so secretive. He was just a baby, after all.

"Try not to look so conspicuous, dear," said mommy, speaking quietly so only Luke could hear. "A prepubescent lil' pup like yourself has no reason to be skittish around sexy things like these. In fact, a certain amount of childish curiosity is normal and expected, so feel free look around to your heart's content. You don't want anyone to catch onto the fact that you're actually a horny little panty sniffer, do you?"

Luke hated that she brought up the panty sniffing incident in public, but she was right about everything else. Rather than pouting about it, he took her advice, holding his head up to get a good look around. He shamelessly inspected everything he laid eyes on, and no one gave him a sideways glance, just as mommy promised. In fact, she even got a few compliments about how well-behaved he was as they were shopping.

It was a relief to know that no one was questioning his age, but he still wasn't sure _why_mommy was in here in the first place. Sure, the corset and crotchless panties she'd picked out were absolutely mouthwatering, but just who was she buying them for? She'd never worn anything like that for him and she certainly wasn't stopping to ask his opinion on anything. In fact, she pretty much ignored him the entire time they were in the shop, and he knew better than to interrupt her browsing.

Countless spankings, enemas, and mouth soapings had taught him that she didn't respond well to being questioned, especially when it came to intimate matters. Even if he were to be so bold as to ask her directly, she'd just shut the conversation down immediately, saying it wasn't any of his concern. Then, he'd end up spending an hour on the timeout stool when they got home for being nosey, most likely with fresh paddle marks all over his bald behind. At least, that was the usual punishment whenever he dared to try and tell her what to do.

Though, it could also be slow and drawn out. It wasn't unheard of for her to give him a double dose of castor oil in his food and then stop changing his diapers all together until she received the desperate, heartfelt apology she wanted from him. Of course, Luke wouldn't know what his punishment would be until it was too late, so he wasn't going to risk it, especially not when he was so close to having his chastity cage unlocked.

No, he just had to sit there quietly while mommy picked out the sexiest thing she could find, all the while wondering who she was planning to show it off to. Would it be any of the boneheaded "male friends" she'd introduced him to over the last few weeks, or some other macho douchebag she hadn't brought home yet? Just the idea of mommy getting undressed for any of those blowhards put a bad taste in Luke's mouth, and it was all he could do to keep his snide comments to himself. Though, his jealousy reached its peak when mommy barred him from the dressing rooms, leaving him all by himself while she tried on all her skimpy selections.

He sat with his arms crossed the entire time, pouting with all his might as he waited for her on the bench outside of the changing room. It was a fancy place, so there was a private waiting area just for him, but that didn't change the fact that his own wife wouldn't allow him to see her in any of the lingerie she'd just picked out. She obviously wanted him to know how their relationship would be working from now on, and the message was so crystal clear that even a naive fool like Luke could understand. Nevertheless, she acted as though she had no idea why he was looking so upset as she came out of the dressing room, fully clothed once again.

"What's got you so grouchy?" asked mommy, raising an eyebrow at her little sourpuss hubby. "Does someone have a sore wittle tailhole? Do you need me to take you into the ladies' room and put some more lube on your buttplug, sweetie?"

"No, and could you not talk so loud? Geez..." grumbled Luke, furious that mommy had just blurted out another one of his shameful secrets. There was only a curtain separating the waiting room from the sales floor, so it's not like they had any_real_ privacy. However, that didn't mean a thing to the domineering panthress. She wasn't going to be bossed around by a shrimp like him, and she didn't care who might be listening.

"Excuse me?" asked mommy, looking both surprised and offended at the same time. "I'm sorry, but did you just shush me, little man?"

"No, mommy. I didn't mean it like that, it's just someone might hear, and..."

"And what?" she snapped, cutting through his bullshit.

"...And I'm mad, cuz you lef' me alone for so long," said Luke, reverting to the tone of a whiny child, suddenly too nervous to speak like a proper adult.

"Well, you can get over it now," said mommy, dismissively. "I just have to go out and pay for these, then we'll go and get some lunch. So stop pouting like an impatient brat and come on."

"I'm not hungry," replied Luke, scowling as he slammed his little fists down onto his thighs in a fit of impotent rage. "It's just... Why did I hafta sit out here all alone? Why couldn't I come inta the dressing room with you?"

For a moment, mommy looked like she was going to drag him over her knee for a spanking right there in the store, but then her face softened a bit as she heard a slight quiver in his voice. Knowing he didn't have the guts to stand up to her, she flaunted her menagerie of frilly, feminine undergarments in front of her chaste little husband so he could get a good look at them while she degraded him.

"You've already seen plenty of me today, and these are for big boys only," said mommy, holding up her bounty as she spoke in a patronizing tone. "You know, actual grownups."

"What's_that_ supposed to mean?" asked Luke in a demanding tone, too overcome with jealousy to mind his tongue.

"It means these aren't for your eyes, little man," said mommy, firing right back. "Now, you can either lose the attitude, or we can go home right now. No lunch, no toy store, just straight home for a paddling and a nice, long nap with a double-dose of glycerine up your sassy little butt. Does that sound like fun, mister?"

Luke opened his mouth to speak, but wisely shut it again before he could say anything he'd come to regret. He paused for a moment, thinking about his options before ultimately taking the path of least resistance. Head held low, he got up off the bench and shuffled over to mommy, taking her by the paw begrudgingly.

"You made the right choice, princess," said mommy, gripping her little guy's paw and leading him back out of the waiting room toward the sales counter.

Luke kept quiet, standing right up against mommy's leg as the salesgirl rang everything up. There was a garter belt, stockings, crotchless panties, corset, and even a pair of fuzzy wrist cuffs with matching blindfold. It was clear that mommy was planning a special surprise for someone, but Luke did his best not to think about it as he desperately waited for the lady behind the counter to hurry up and get it all bagged so he wouldn't have to look at it anymore. Ironically, the biggest blow to his ego came after the transaction was complete.

"Thank you for shopping with us," said the peppy cashier, adding her own two cents as she handed the bags off to mommy. "Now all you need is a babysitter for the little one and some alone time with daddy."

Mommy smiled, taking the bags before turning to leave, somewhat unimpressed with the rookie casiers presumptuous commentary. Though, not nearly as annoyed as Luke, who really didn't appreciate being reminded of the fact that he was too much of a child to enjoy his wife's new lingerie. To his credit, he was smart enough to keep quiet about it as he followed mommy back to the stroller, but things only got worse from there as she dumped the fancy perfumed shopping bags right into his seat.

"May I please ride in the stroller?" asked Luke, disappointed and droopy-eared as he stared at the bags that were taking up his precious spot.

"The storage area in back is full, and you're crazy if you think I'm going to carry everything while I push your spoiled ass everywhere," said mommy, pointing down at the floor next to her. "You stay right by my side and try to keep up. Lag behind and you'll end up on a leash. That's a promise, not a threat, so don't test your luck."

Luke's delicate tushy was already a bit sore thanks to the base of his buttplug rubbing against his powdery asscheeks. This, along with the feeling of the plug moving inside him with each step, made the idea of waddling all over the mall rather unappealing, though he was far too embarrassed to say anything about it. Besides, it was clear by the tone in her voice that she wasn't in the mood for any further discussion on the matter, so whining about his bottom wouldn't get him anywhere. Wisely looking to avoid another embarrassing public scolding, he made his way over to mommy and stayed glued to her side as they made their way back out into the mall.

It was a struggle for Luke to match mommy's pace with his short legs, and the thick padding between his thighs didn't help at all. Fortunately, they didn't have to go far. The elevator was a short walk from the lingerie shop, and it took them straight to the restaurant on the top floor. He was relieved to hear they wouldn't be eating at a crowded food court, that kind of food always upset his stomach. This place, on the other hand, was actually somewhat swanky, which was good because Luke could hardly remember the last time he'd eaten at a real restaurant.

Thankfully, there was no need to wait for a table, and they were seated immediately. Luke got a booster seat and a kids menu without mommy having to ask. It was reassuring to know that his childlike disguise was still effective, and he was already feeling a lot less anxious by the time they were seated in a cozy booth. At least it felt like he had a bit of privacy now, sheltered by mommy's shadow as he sat wedged between her and wall. He just hoped their server wasn't the type that loved kids, because he had no idea what he was going to do if some nosey bitch started asking him how old he was and if he'd started preschool yet.

Thankfully, their server ended up being a bored-looking guy who seemed to go out of his way to ignore Luke, leaving him to color on his paper menu in peace as mommy did all the talking. She ordered for both of them, not bothering to ask the little one his opinion before picking him out the mac 'n' cheese, while opting for a piece of seared tuna for herself. Luke would have preferred an escape from the usual bland kiddie food for once, but he didn't say anything, happy enough that she'd gotten him a soda to go with it.

Luke passed the time by drawing on his menu, sucking down his first kid-sized soda in many months as he waited for his food. Meanwhile, mommy stayed busy on her e-reader. Neither of them were very talkative, though mommy did break the silence a few times, checking on her little guy while lavishing him with praise for being such a good pup at the mall. She didn't even bother to bring up his mouthiness at the lingerie shop. It was a shift in tone for sure, but Luke was too busy enjoying all the positive attention to question it.

He loved getting compliments from mommy, and today was no exception. Even after everything she'd put him through, from the spanking that morning, to the sissy clothes, and even the lingerie shop, it only took a few minutes of flattery and fawning to completely earn Luke's forgiveness once again. His wife, the cunning predator she was, could immediately tell that she had him under her spell again, knowing just what to say to make him feel little.

She was a bit worried that she'd pushed him too far in such a short time, taking him out in public and flaunting her infidelities in his face, but it was obvious she still had him wrapped around her finger. All she had to do was reassure him of her unconditional love and he willingly fell right back into her arms, though the promise of a new videogame probably smoothed over some of his hard feelings too. Either way, Luke seemed perfectly content to be mommy's little princess again by the time their food arrived.

He was so hungry he could hardly wait, but mommy wouldn't give him his fork until she'd fashioned him a bib by stuffing a napkin down the front of his collar. He grumbled a bit, trying to act as though he didn't need it. However, she wasn't about to risk him dribbling cheese down the front of his adorable little overalls, handing over his fork only after he was properly outfitted. Predictably, there were no more complaints from Luke once he started shoveling food into his eager mouth.

He may not have been enthusiastic about the idea of macaroni and cheese at first, but it was way better than he expected. The cheese was creamy and rich, and there were little bits of bacon to add a nice smokey taste. Needless to say, it was way better than the cheesy mac he got at home, and he couldn't shovel it into his mouth fast enough. Naturally, it wasn't long before he'd cleaned his plate, leaving him little to do but wait patiently for mommy to finish her meal.

Fortunately, she had quite an appetite after shopping all morning, not wasting any time as she carved her way through the thick hunk of rare tuna on her plate. Unlike Luke, she ate at a steady but dignified pace, never popping another bite of food into her mouth until she'd finished the one before. Even with her more refined eating habits, she didn't keep her pup

waiting too long, leaving him just enough time to down a second soda before the bill was paid and they were ready to move onto the toy store.

"Do you need a fresh diaper before we go?" asked mommy, passing the restrooms on their way out.

"No, mommy," replied Luke, blushing in embarrassment, hoping no one overheard.

"I just watched you inhale two sodas back there," she continued, sounding a bit skeptical. "You sure your diaper is gonna be okay?"

"It's barely wet, and I don't even hafta go yet," he said, dismissing her concerns, though his body language wasn't nearly as confident. Regardless, mommy was nice enough to take him at his word.

"Well, you just tell me if you have a potty emergency and you don't think your diaper can handle it. I don't want any leaks," she said, leading Luke past the bathrooms and out into the mall.

Luke gave a quick nod to acknowledge he'd heard her, but he wasn't planning on taking her up on her offer. He couldn't imagine anything more humiliating than being strapped down to a mall changing table and having his diaper stripped off in public, especially when he was plugged and caged. Just thinking about it sent a chill down his spine, but he was fairly sure he wouldn't need one.

He'd only wet himself twice so far today, and there was still plenty of dry padding in the back. He figured he'd be able to use his diaper two more times before it would be soaked all the way through to the plastic lining, but even then there wasn't too much risk of leaks. These diapers mommy got him were really thick, and they only had one more stop to make before heading home, so he preferred to just get it done and get home before asking for a change. Right now his top priority was making it to the toy store to collect his reward and then getting out of the mall as quickly as possible. Though, there was nothing quick about the way Luke was waddling.

It's possible his diaper was more swollen than he realized, or maybe it was the plug pushing against the inside of his tailhole, but either way it was getting harder and harder to keep up with mommy, and the toy store was still nowhere in sight. Worse yet, she kept getting distracted by everything along the way. Thankfully, she only stopped for a bit of brief window shopping but didn't go into any of the stores, making a mental note to return later in the week before moving on. That is, until they walked by a swimwear shop and she remembered she needed a new bikini for an upcoming getaway she had planned.

Luke audibly groaned as mommy led him into yet another boring store. Again, he was stuck following her around as she looked through half a dozen racks of bathing suits, and his little legs were getting tired. Regardless, he still wasn't allowed back into the stroller, earning himself a light scolding for even making such a frivolous request while mommy was busy shopping. Ultimately, he ended up with his pacifier back in his mouth to keep him quiet.

Irritated and feeling neglected, Luke waited for mommy to turn back around before rolling his eyes and biting down on his paci to keep himself from mumbling anything that might jeopardize his trip to the toy store. As if he hadn't been through enough already, she still wouldn't give him a break. After another fifteen minutes of being dragged through the crowded store, he was fed up and ready to go, but she pretended not to notice the look of sheer frustration on his face. Worse yet, the two sodas he'd drank at lunch were having a much more noticeable effect than he'd planned on.

He'd only had a mild urge to pee when they were leaving the restaurant, but those sodas caught up with him quick. He was starting to get uncomfortable already, and his weak little bladder just wasn't strong enough to hold it like he used to. He tried to pinch off the flow of liquid as soon as he felt warmth pooling around the seat of his diapers, but couldn't resist trying to release some more of the pressure on his bladder. He only let out a little at a time, trying to space it out so his diapers wouldn't be overwhelmed. Unfortunately, in his rush to relieve his discomfort, it's possible he may not have been as careful as he thought he was.

In an instant, Luke saw his life flash before his eyes as he felt a trickle of liquid run down the inside of his thigh. In a daze, he reached back and grabbed the seat of his overalls. Feeling the warm, damp denim against his paws, he let out an audible gasp of horror, allowing his pacifier to fall right out of his mouth. Of course, this immediately got mommy's attention.

"What is it, baby?" asked mommy, turning around in a flash to make sure her precious little guy was okay.

However, as soon as she saw his awkward stance and the location of his paws, she knew what had happened. There was no mistaking that look of shame on his face as he stood there motionless. Immediately, her expression of concern changed to disappointment and then quickly over to anger as she went off on him.

"Did you really just...?" said mommy, cutting herself off momentarily before continuing at a slightly lower, but still very audible, volume. "Dammit Luke, I just asked you if you needed a change and you said 'no.' Then you turn around and embarrass me like this. I swear, you just don't think sometimes."

"I-I'm sorry," said Luke, stammering out an apology as he tried to hold back tears, but he had no idea if mommy even heard him as she grabbed him by the paw and marched him back out into the mall.

She made her way to the restrooms in a huff, pushing a stroller full of bags with one hand while keeping a firm grip on her pissy-pants husband with the other. It really burned her up that she had to leave before trying anything on, but she was even more aggravated because she didn't bring any spare pants to replace his urine-soaked overalls. Though, she'd have to worry about that after she got him into a diaper that wasn't hemorrhaging piss down his leg.

They weren't too far from the bathrooms, and as much as Luke wanted to escape the shame of his leaky diaper and wet overalls, he was deathly afraid to go in. His legs froze up involuntarily, but mommy didn't slow down one bit, causing Luke to stumble forward, barely regaining his footing before falling flat on his face. She yanked him along forcefully, knowing full-well that he wasn't going to go willingly, even though it was clearly a necessity at this point.

"Don't make this any harder than it has to be," said mommy in a gruff tone. "You're in enough trouble already."

Luke was already in tears, which only added to his embarrassment, but he couldn't stop himself. Being dragged through the mall with his piss-laden overalls on full display was like a bad dream come to life. All the other towering shoppers that happily ignored him before, couldn't help but look down at him now that he was wailing like a spoiled child, adding to mommy's embarrassment as she tried to get him to the relative privacy of the ladies room as quickly as possible. She let out an audible sigh of relief as she pulled him into the restroom and saw that the one and only changing station was not currently in use.

"I'm really sorry," said Luke, reiterating his point from earlier as mommy unhooked the straps of his overalls.

"I'm sure you are," replied mommy, sounding cold and distant as she dropped his overalls right there in front of everyone like it was no big deal.

"I didn't mean to," he said, his voice quivering as he watched her roll up his overalls and deposit them into a spare shopping bag. "I don't know what happened. I just..."

"You don't have to tell me what happened," said mommy, cutting him off early as she tied the plastic bag shut, hoping to contain the smell of his urine-soaked clothes. "You drank a bunch of soda, then flooded your diapers just like I knew you would. That's why I asked if you needed a change, but you insisted that you'd be okay. Well, you can look forward to plenty of diaper checks while we're out in public from now on since I can't trust you to be honest with me."

Luke kept quiet after that, unable to provide a decent excuse for why he'd leaked all over the seat of his overalls. He lowered his ears and hung his head in shame, doing his best to cover the front of his sissy pink diapers with his paws while he waited for mommy to gather the necessary supplies from the diaper bag. He could only hope that no one overheard his latest tongue lashing. Then, before he knew what had hit him, mommy scooped him up and laid him down on the changing table.

A moment later, she fastened the nylon safety strap across his tummy to help keep him still while she worked, stripping off his wet diaper with no regard to who else might be watching. Before he could complain, she shoved the pacifier back into his mouth, keeping him quiet as she fastened the paci clip to the collar of his shirt. Still worried that someone might see his dainty little chastity cage, Luke reached down and tried to cover his privates, but mommy smacked his paw away.

"C'mon princess, you know better than that," she said, grabbing a package of baby wipes and getting to work on her little guy's damp diaper area.

Luke squirmed uncomfortably, but didn't bother trying to fight it, knowing it would only draw more attention to his humiliating predicament. He had no choice by to lie there with his chubby little legs splayed apart, nervously chewing on his pacifier and praying that mommy got a new diaper put on him before anyone caught a glimpse of what was between his legs. Though, she certainly didn't seem to be in much of a hurry, taking time to make embarrassing comments along the way.

"I can't believe I didn't bring along any plastic undies for you," said mommy, scouring his naked crotch with baby wipes while giving special attention to his little egg-shaped testicles as they poked out from under his plastic cock tube. "Well, I won't be making that mistake again, let me tell you. From now on, you're not stepping foot outside the house without at least one pair of plastic panties on over your diapers, and until you can get your leaks under control, you're going to wear them at home too. I'm not sure how long, but it's going to take a few weeks without any accidents before I'll be able to let you on the furniture without extra protection. I trust there are no objections?"

Luke was too shy to speak. Two of the bathroom stalls had been in use since they arrived. He had no idea who was in them, but he was sure they could hear everything that had transpired up to that point. Mercifully, mommy didn't press him for an answer, allowing him to stay silent as she lowered his bottom down onto a clean diaper and sprinkled on the baby powder. She could tell he wasn't in the mood to talk, so she didn't waste time trying to pry a response out of him. The embarrassment of a public changing was enough punishment for now.

She could sense how withdrawn he was. Normally, he'd be bellyaching about the cloud of perfumed powder in the air or the coldness of the baby wipes, but not today. He remained quiet and compliant the whole time, hoping to get it over with as soon as possible before someone inevitably noticed him lying there with his shame on display. Unfortunately, his little naughty bits were still exposed when a group of teenage girls came in and gathered around the mirror over by the sinks. He tried to close his legs, hoping to at least cover his chastity cage, but mommy wouldn't allow it.

"Oh come on, don't start this," she said, her patience already worn thin as she put her hands on his knees and pried his legs apart once more. "Just stay out of my way and let me get this diaper on you. I swear, no one wants to see your teeny little nub anyway."

Luke could barely resist the urge to close his legs a second time, fearing someone might look over to see what was going on after that last humiliating comment. However, he managed to keep them open as instructed, knowing mommy would only get louder if she had to reprimand him again, and that was the last thing he wanted. She'd already embarrassed him into submission, causing him to cover his face with his paws in shame as he heard the girls over by the sink giggling amongst themselves.

Thankfully, he felt the diaper come up between his legs and close over his shrimpy little genitals, hiding his pathetic privates from any nosey onlookers. In a few short moments, mommy got the new diaper taped on nice and snug, holding his chastity cage firmly against his body as well as keeping the base of his buttplug pushed up between his soft asscheeks so it wouldn't slip out. The pink diapers were an obvious symbol that he was a little sissy now, but he wasn't going to argue about it, considering the alternative was a walk out to the car in nothing but a frilly pink shirt, naked from the waist down with his powered and shaved bottom on display and his chastity device bobbing around between his legs. The thought alone was enough to scare him into obedience, making him appreciate having a new diaper, no matter what color it was.

"There, all done," said mommy, patting the front of his diaper before gathering up all the supplies and stuffing them back into her bag. "Now you won't have to worry about any of those girls over there seeing your itty-bitty lil' worm, so relax and wipe that snotty look off your face or I'm really going to let you have it. Don't forget, it's your fault you're in this situation right now. You're_the one who had pee running down your legs. _I'm just cleaning up the mess, like usual. Seriously, is a little gratitude too much to ask?"

"Sorry, mama. Thank you mama," said Luke in a hushed tone as he mumbled through his pacifier, turning toward the wall to hide his face as mommy unclipped the safety strap from across his belly.

She helped him down to the floor, smirking as she tugged his shirt down over the waistband of his diaper and gave him a playful whack on his padded rear. As expected, he stayed quiet and docile like a good boy, sucking his paci without complaint despite her playful teasing. She could tell by the way he called her "mama" a moment ago that he was deep in his own personal headspace now. He only called her that when he was feeling really little, which meant he wouldn't be giving her anymore attitude. Convenient, considering what she had planned next, but she didn't say anything yet, not wanting to spoil the surprise.

"Luke, honey, it's time to go. Come take mommy's paw," she said, stuffing the diaper bag under the stroller before turning to find her little man practically clinging to her leg as though he were trying to hide in her shadow.

He was obviously shy about having his adorable pink diapers on display, but that didn't stop mommy from grabbing him by the paw and leading him right back out into the mall while pushing the stroller with the other hand. Miraculously, he managed to keep up pace while also using his free hand to hold down the front of his shirt as much as possible. Even then, his poofy, padded butt was still on display, and it felt like everyone was looking now.

Some smiled down at him, finding his naked little legs irresistibly adorable, while others were probably just wondering why there was a kid walking around with no pants. Either way, he couldn't wait to leave the mall and put all this behind him. However, it soon became apparent that they were nowhere near the entrance they'd come in.

He looked around, anxious and confused, trying to identify any familiar landmarks, but he couldn't remember any of these stores. He looked up at mommy, but she didn't seem to notice, staring straight ahead as she pulled Luke along, using the stroller to cut a path for them through the crowd. He wanted to know why they weren't heading to the car, but was afraid to say anything. Knowing he was already on thin ice with mommy, he opted to keep his head low and follow along before getting himself into anymore trouble. Regardless, he couldn't help but give into distraction as they came across the toy store.

He'd forgotten all about it since the incident, and he honestly didn't expect to get anything after his little accident, but he couldn't help but entertain the fact that maybe he'd still get a treat. After all, if they weren't on the way to the car, then where were they headed? He kept his thoughts to himself, of course, not wanting to draw anymore attention to himself. However, whether he spoke up or not, mommy could feel him begin to lag behind, pulling back on her arm as she continued to drag him along.

"C'mon baby, stay by mommy," she said, looking down to see what the holdup was. He was clearly preoccupied with something and it didn't take long for her to notice the toy store coming up on the left, prompting her to quickly snuff any notions that they might be stopping. "Oh no, princess, don't even think about it. You don't get a reward after soaking through your overalls. Just try to keep up and consider yourself lucky that I haven't cancelled your unlocking party yet."

Luke gave a weak grunt to let her know he heard her loud and clear, checking to make sure she wasn't looking before shooting her a mean face from behind his pacifier. He was sick of being paraded around the mall and just wanted to leave. Though, he didn't know where the exit was, and he had no idea if his tired little legs had enough strength left to get him there. He felt trapped, like he'd be stuck at the mall forever without any pants. He wanted to stop walking and just cry his eyes out, but mommy pulled him into a store before his emotions could come bubbling to the surface.

Luke wasn't immediately sure where he was, but at least it was quiet and empty. Looking around, he didn't see any other shoppers, just racks of dresses and other girly things. There were pinks and purples everywhere and the mannequins were all child-sized, clearly they were in a clothing store that catered to little girls. Luke nervously tugged on his mommy's arm, hoping to get some answers, but she wasn't offering any.

"Stop that," she snapped, scolding him under her breath. "This is a classy place, so you better get on your best behavior and mind your manners or I'll leave your little pee-pee locked up until you forget what it looks like."

Luke blushed, looking around once more to make double-sure no one was around to hear that last comment. Fortunately, the place still seemed to be deserted as mommy led him to the counter in the back, but even that appeared to be unmanned. However, as they got closer he saw a pair of rabbit ears perk-up, taking him by surprise. They obviously weren't as alone as he thought, but little Luke couldn't see who was there over the tall counter.

"Hello and welcome to Sugar and Spice," said the unseen woman. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes," replied mommy, "I've got a naughty little girl here who went and had an accident all over the seat of her pants. Could you please show me where I might find something cute for my lil' baby fennec here?"

"I'm sure we can find something," said the woman. "We have a lot of smaller sizes that other places around here don't carry, and I do custom jobs too. I mostly specialize in formal dresses, but I can do just about anything you can think of. Just let me come down there and get a closer look at the little angel."

A moment later, a short little bunny woman came walking out from behind the counter. She was an older lady, almost as round as she was tall, but that wasn't saying much because she was only scarcely taller than Luke. It was hard to say how old she was, but she dressed like someone's kindly grandma. Regardless, the plump little rabbit terrified the nervous pup, and for good reason. Surely, she'd be able to recognize an adult male fennec fox, being a smaller species herself.

"My eyes must be going," said the dressmaker, adjusting her glasses as she eyed Luke suspiciously. "How old are you, little lady?"

Luke just stood there frozen, clenching his pacifier between his teeth, unable to think of a number. He didn't want to admit his age, but he knew there was no point lying. The lady staring him down knew damn-well that he wasn't a child, so why even try? Thankfully, mommy stepped in before Luke burst into tears right there on the spot.

"He's my twenty-six year old little man turned princess, and he'll be twenty-seven next month," said mommy, acting rather casual about everything, as though there was nothing odd about the situation at all.

"Ah, I see," said the dressmaker, doing her best to sound non-judgemental as she paused to ponder the dynamic of their relationship. Whether or not she approved of dressing up grown men and calling them little girls, she certainly didn't question it any further, keeping the conversation focused on what type of outfit mommy was shopping for.

"I'm looking for something girly. Bows, ribbons, lace, that sort of thing. I want everyone to know what a sweet lil' baby I have, just by looking at him," said mommy, grinning as she tousled the fuzz on her little husband's head."

"Well, if you're looking to leave with something today, I can show we what we have in stock that would fit," said the dressmaker, taking Luke by the paw and leading him through the store as mommy followed close behind.

All of a sudden, the woman started snatching dress after dress from a nearby rack, holding each of them up in front of Luke as he stood there blushing, too dumbfounded to react. Most of the dresses she pulled out went right back on the rack, and by the end, the dressmaker had whittled the selection down to a few difference choices that were hung out for mommy's inspection. All of them were different colors and styles, some better for play while others were clearly more delicate and ornate. Honestly, Luke couldn't see himself wearing any of them, but he already had a pretty good idea which dress his wife was going to pick for him.

"Do any of these strike you?" asked the dressmaker, looking to mommy. "I think these here are going to have the best fit for your little one's distinctive body type_._"

"This is exactly what I'm looking for," replied mommy, sounding genuinely pleased as she picked up the little pink froufrou abomination on the end. "What about a diaper cover? Do you have anything that would match?"

"Oh, I'm sure I have something," said the dressmaker. "Why don't you take her into the changing room and see how it fits. I'll be by in a minute to check on you, right after I have a look in the back room for matching underpants that might fit over that thick diaper. Just give a holler if you need anything in the meantime, my name is Miss Sugar by the way."

Luke waited for the bespectacled bunny lady to wander off before looking up to mommy and giving her a mean stinkeye. He wasn't happy about this latest development one bit, and the longer it went on, the less likely it was that mommy was bluffing. He could hardly believe it, but it seemed she was really planning to put him in a frilly dress as punishment for flooding his diaper earlier. Desperately, he watched her face for any sign that she might be playing a prank on him, but she didn't crack, staying committed to the plan.

"Over here, baby. Come on," said mommy, grabbing her pouty little runt of a husband by the paw and pulling him toward the back of the store.

"But I don' wanna wear a dress, mama," said Luke, managing to work up enough gumption to speak up, even if the pacifier in his mouth made him talk like a baby. Still, he still didn't dare to try and pull his paw away, knowing it was a fight he couldn't win.

"Aw, but think how cute you'll be. You'll look just like a real princess for your unlocking party tonight," said mommy, trying to butter him up to make the little brat more pliable to her demands, but he remained resistant nonetheless.

"But mama," said Luke, growing louder and whinier as they entered the dressing room, "It's jus' not..."

"Shh!" hissed mommy, cutting him off and giving a stern look before reaching back to pull the curtain closed behind them. "I don't want to hear another word out of you, so zip it before you get yourself into even more trouble. You piddled all over your overalls like a little girl, so now I'm going to start dressing you appropriately, end of discussion."

Luke crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, unable to hide his displeasure. He was thankful for the pacifier in his mouth, giving him something to bite down on as he tried to suppress the urge say what he was really thinking. Though, his little pouting-fest came to a swift end as mommy grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head, leaving him standing there in nothing but a diaper. Even his precious pacifier was taken away from him, having been clipped to his shirt when it was wadded up and tossed into one of the other shopping bags.

"Okay, arms up over your head. Let's see how this fits," said mommy, grinning as she held the dress up for Luke.

He shook his head timidly, instinctively sticking his thumb in his mouth to help calm his nerves and keep himself from whining. He really didn't want to make mommy angry, but he couldn't imagine the embarrassment of being seen in something so froufrou and girly. His only hope was that she'd reconsider and pick out one of the more practical outfits instead, because that short little dress didn't look like it would even hide the back of his diapers. Regardless, mommy wasn't about to back down.

"C'mon, you've been good all day, don't blow it now," she said, taking a more sympathetic tone than expected. "I know you're probably getting tired and cranky, but just wait until you see yourself all dressed up."

Luke remained skeptical of mommy's claims, absolutely sure that he'd hate being dolled-up like a princess. Holding out for a miracle, he defiantly kept his thumb in his mouth while his other paw stayed pressed tightly against his side. Surprisingly, mommy didn't raise her voice, but she did make it perfectly clear that there would be consequences for disobeying.

"Is this _really_worth another week in chastity to you?" asked mommy, remaining calm but also dead-serious at the same time. "This is your last chance, pumpkin. We can do this the easy way, or you can do it the hard way, but I guarantee you'll be a sad little pup later tonight when I have to move your unlocking date forward another week."

Luke lowered his ears as he considered his options. Eventually, he lifted his arms and sighed, willing to do whatever he had to do to get out of his tight, restrictive cock cage. He tried to put on a big pouty frown as a sign of resistance, but he ended up looking defeated instead, trying to fight back tears as the frilly pink dress was pulled down over his head. The neck hole was smaller than he was used to, tugging on his big ears painfully as his head slipped through the tight opening. Plenty irritated already, he didn't appreciate having his ears yanked and let out an exasperated groan as he got closer and closer to having another one of his emotional meltdowns.

"Oh my god, just relax," said mommy, dismissing her husband's rage as nothing more than the impotent pissing and moaning of a whiny baby. "I swear, you act like such a fussy brat sometimes, and then you wonder why you get treated like one. Well, now you finally have an outfit to match your personality, a spoiled princess."

Luke turned his back on mommy in a huff, frustrated that she continuously ignored his problems while talking down to him at the same time. He wished he could storm out of the cramped little dressing room to show how upset he was, but he didn't dare step foot outside the curtain. He couldn't let anyone see him like this, dressed like a flower girl who had just wandered off from someone's wedding. He felt unbelievably silly, but mommy wasn't nearly as shy about showing off his new look. All it took was a little push to send him stumbling back out onto the sales floor where the plump little dressmaker was already waiting for them.

Luke quickly regained his footing, but froze up in embarrassment once he noticed he was being watched. He stood up straight, keeping his mouth shut while he modeled his new dress. He tried to stay on his best behavior without even thinking about it like some kind of defense mechanism, hoping that the grownups would talk amongst themselves and leave him out of it. Fortunately, he seemed to get his wish, but that didn't mean it wasn't a humiliating ordeal regardless.

"What do you think?" asked the dressmaker, speaking past Luke, directly to mommy who came out of the dressing room behind him.

"It's just darling," replied mommy, smirking with delight as she continued to gush about how adorable her little hubby looked.

She went on and on, insisting he looked just like a real princess now, and that she_loved_ the way his padded bottom poked out from under his frilly dress. Meanwhile, the dressmaker was busy poking and prodding Luke, tugging on his dress to check the fit. The poor emasculated fennec could hardly hold back a wave of tears as the two woman openly discussed his appearance. Though, he truly lost any remaining dignity he may have had when the little bunny lady held out a satin-covered pair of rubber panties and ordered him to step into them.

Luke blushed, but did as he was told without question, ashamed to have a stranger helping him into a pair of girly underpants. The inner layer would prevent leaks, while the outside layer was covered in pink satin and ruffles, perfectly complimenting the ridiculously over the top dress mommy had picked out for him. As expected, both ladies expressed their approval once his undies were pulled safely over his diaper, and they wasted no time getting him in front of a full-length mirror.

He hardly recognized his own reflection at first. Mommy wasn't exaggerating before; he really did look like a princess, or at least a little girl dressed up as one for Halloween. From the short poof sleeves, to the big bow on the back of his dress, his new outfit dripped femininity. He was actually somewhat pleased by what he saw, impressed by how young and innocent he looked. Usually, he just saw himself as a big boy playing pretend in diapers, but even he was fooled into believing he was a sweet little girl, even for just a moment.

The only problem he saw was the length of his dress. It was so short that it didn't cover his big padded bottom, making it clear he was still in diapers and leaving his furry little legs exposed for all to see. However, neither mommy nor the dressmaker gave him a chance to speak his opinion, preferring to converse amongst themselves while Luke sucked his thumb and stared at himself in the mirror.

Mommy wouldn't shut up about how cute his little ruffled fanny looked poking out from under his dress. In fact, she was so pleased that she bought the other three outfits the dressmaker had picked out. Meanwhile, Luke was so overwhelmed with everything happening around him he felt like he could burst into tears any second. Somehow, he managed to hold it together up to this point, focusing on the complex taste of his thumb in the hopes that it might take his mind off his new wardrobe. Unfortunately, he couldn't shake the thought that he'd be back at the mall modeling another one of his new dresses sometime soon.

Finally, he broke down, unable to hold it in anymore. His eyes filled with tears until he could no longer see his reflection clearly, prompting him to reach up and wipe his eyes with a pathetic little sniffle. It had been such a long day that he hardly remembered the events of that morning. The sting of mommy's hairbrush against his backside was nothing compared to the humiliation he'd suffered during his trip to the mall, and now he was going home with a selection of dresses that mommy could force him to wear for future outings. It was all too much, and he just wanted get back home to his safe place. Of course, the tears rolling down his cheeks quickly got mommy's attention.

"Well, would you look at that. Seems my little princess is all tuckered out from shopping," said mommy, placing her hand gently on the back of Luke's head while still speaking to the dressmaker. "I suppose we'd better hurry up and pay. We've already been at the mall for over four hours and her royal highness is long overdue for her nap. No wonder she's getting pissy."

"Certainly, let me go and get you rung up," said the dressmaker. "Just give me a minute to get everything wrapped up nice and neat, then I'll meet you over at the counter."

Luke watched the dressmaker in the mirror, waiting until she was out of sight before latching onto mommy's leg and wiping his tears on her jeans.

"I wanna go home," said Luke, sniffling as he pressed his cheek against mommy's thigh, doing his best to earn her sympathy.

"I know, sweetie," she replied, smiling approvingly as she reached down to take his paw. "I just have to go pay, and then we can go home, I promise."

Luke smiled back, relieved to hear they were finally going to be leaving, even if he'd be doing it in an embarrassingly short dress. His legs were tired, his little foot paws were sore, and the plug up his bottom had really worn out its welcome. His tailhole ached from hours of hugging the bulbous plug up inside of him, and he couldn't wait for mommy to take it out. Even his chastity device was starting to chafe his little shaved and powdered boyhood after walking around so much. He'd do anything to get back to the comfort of his carseat, even stroll through the mall dressed like a sissy.

Though, it's not like he'd have a choice. Mommy certainly didn't ask for his thoughts on the matter as she led him through the empty store. They soon arrived at the counter where the dressmaker was folding up all his new dresses and packing them neatly into tissue-lined garment boxes. Mommy didn't even wait to hear the total before handing over her credit card, not concerned at all with the cost as she loaded the stack of boxes into their already overcrowded stroller. Shortly after, the dressmaker handed her back her card and receipt, wishing them a great day and urging them to return. Apparently, having grown more fond of the big-spending couple, regardless of how she felt about their little living arrangement.

"Oh, I'll definitely be back," said mommy, stuffing her pocketbook back into her purse, nestled amongst the other boxes and bags in their hoarded-out stroller. "I'm not usually in such a rush, but Princess Puddles here is absolutely exhausted, and I'm afraid she'll have a meltdown if I don't get her home for her afternoon nap pronto."

"Well now, we certainly don't want that," said the dressmaker, smirking a bit as she look down at Luke.

He blushed, clearly not thrilled with all the unwanted attention. Too shy to say anything, he looked down at the floor and fidgeted nervously until mommy called him to her side and took his paw once more.

After what seemed like forever, they were finally done at the mall. This accursed day would finally be over, and he'd soon be back at home, snuggled up in his own crib where no one could gawk at him or judge him anymore. The only thing standing in the way was the walk to the exit, which was only made more unpleasant by the fact that he could feel eyes on him from all directions. His flashy new dress attracted the eyes of the other shoppers as they passed by, causing many to stare. Most shot him a smile, finding his short little dress and ruffled satin diaper cover just darling. Even still, he couldn't wait to get out of there.

Thankfully, it wasn't as far as he thought, and he was soon noticing familiar sights. Sure enough, they were near the east entrance where they came in, and Luke felt like crying tears of joy when he saw the big glass doors leading out to the parking lot. It was still shining bright outside and it would be for several more hours, but it felt so much later to Luke. He hadn't exerted himself that much in a long, long time, and was nearly ready to crumple to the floor and let mommy drag him out. Thankfully, the rays of sunshine pouring in through the door gave him the strength to power through, allowing him to keep up with mommy as they headed out into the lot. Though, even with his renewed determination, it was a long walk across the parking lot to reach the car, and Luke was soon moaning in distress.

"Moooommy, how much further is it? I don't know if I can make it," whined Luke, beginning to lag behind.

"That's our car just ahead, so stop your bellyaching because I'm not carrying you," said mommy, growing somewhat tired of the journey herself.

Luke sighed and continued to push himself, ignoring the aching of his foot paws just a bit longer until they arrived at their destination. Mommy quickly loaded all their bags and boxes into the back of their SUV before collapsing the stoller itself and shoving it in alongside the rest of their bounty. She worked fast, opening up the back passenger door before scooping up Luke and stuffing him into his carseat.

She fastened the straps in a hurry, filling his mouth with a spare pacifier before plopping his gameboy case in his lap and slamming the door shut with a thud. A moment later, the driver door opened up and mommy sat down behind the wheel, starting the car. As the AC began to cool the spacious interior of their large-size SUV, mommy slipped on her sunglasses and put on a smooth R&B playlist to help them relax before backing out of their parking spot.

"You did very good today," said mommy, glancing back at Luke in the rearview mirror as she carefully navigated her way through the crowded parking lot. "You had a little accident there, but that's okay; even big boys and girls can have accidents. Just hold it together until we get home, and I'll see to it that you're rewarded after your nap, okay?"

"Yes, mommy," said Luke weakly, hardly able to keep his eyes open as he stared at his gameboy, exhausted from his long, arduous day.

"What?!" asked mommy, sounding genuinely perplexed. "I thought you'd be more excited than that. Aren't you looking forward to your unlocking party? Should I postpone it for another day?"

"No mama! I wanna have my party tonight!" said Luke, perking up in a hurry to show that he was still plenty eager to get out of his cock cage. "I'm jus' sleepy now, but I'll take a nap right when I get home like a good boy, I promise."

"A boy? Are you sure? Dressed like that?" asked mommy, peering into the rearview mirror once more with a cocked eyebrow.

"A good girl, I mean," said Luke, correcting himself without a second thought, doing whatever was necessary to secure the key to his chastity cage.

"Now you're learning, honey," said mommy, sounding as though she was stifling a laugh as she spoke. "You just sit back and rest for a bit, and we'll be home before you know it."

Luke blushed, happy to please mommy, even after everything she'd put him through today. With renewed vigor, he started up his game, planning to pass the time by grinding out a few more levels. However, he didn't make it more than five minutes before succumbing to his physical and mental exhaustion. His head slumped to the side, he fell into a deep sleep with his gameboy resting in his arms, dead to the world as mommy rushed them back home to their sanctuary.