Panty Diaper Boy & Tomboy Housemates

Colleen / Colin

Colin was sitting at the kitchen naked table worried about bills. His car engine was shot that would cost over $5000.00 to repair. His rent in his crappy apartment was past due, and all his credit cards were maxed. He went to the bank yesterday to try to get a loan so he could fix his car and get caught up on all his bills. They refused his credit score was 478. It couldn't get much lower. He even asked his boss for an advance just to fix his crappy old Chevy. He was sick of taking the bus to work. He was generally frustrated and pissed off.

The phone rang. Seeing the unrecognized number, he thought it was another bill collector. What the fuck. Oh well if it is, I'll just hang up.

"Hello?"

On the other end, Matt didn't recognize the male voice, "Is Colleen there?"

At least it's not a bill collector he thought. "Oh yeah wait a minute."

He set down the phone and cleared his throat. When he picked it up, he answered in a female voice. "Hello, this is Colleen."

"Hey, this is Matt I gave you a ride home from the auto shop."

"Yes," Colleen waited.

"I was wondering if you wanted to join us for a Bar-B-Q next Saturday?"

Colleen paused for a while, Of course she would, but she didn't want to appear eager. Her fridge was low, and she only had twenty-three dollars left on EBT....

"Sure, why not? It sounds like fun." She answered.

Matt gave all the details about the address and time. "Oh, before I forget," Matt continued, "You might see people dressed kinda weird or naked. We don't run around like a bunch of hippies in a nudist colony. It's just we dress like we want here.

"That's OK. I've been to some pretty weird parties back in college. See you then.

"OK Bye." Matt hung up.

Fuck what am I going to wear! Should I bring a swimsuit? He's really cute. What if he finds out I have a dick? Fuck all that! How the hell am I gonna get there? Should I bring something? The thoughts raced thru Colleens head.

Colin had been raised as a good Catholic boy. He did all his catechisms, got confirmed, and went to catholic schools all his youth. Secretly he wanted to wear girls' clothes. He liked both girls and boys. He even confessed it to a priest. The priest freaked and told him he should "erase" those thoughts from his head. If he continued that path, he surely would wind up in hell.

That's when he decided to come out to his parents. When he did his mom cried, "OH! MY LITTLE BOY IS GOING TO HELL!"

His dad beat the shit out of him and said. "I won't have any faggots in my house!"

He complied hiding his desire all the way through college. At graduation he wore a nice business dress thong panties and a bra. His boobs were already developing with his participation in a college study of hormones on the male body. If he wore a loose shirt, they were barely noticeable. His A cup boobs, and slender frame fit his body well. He started shaving his entire body and growing his hair long in high school. By the time he finished college it was almost to his butt. He was determined to live his own life.

While packing to go home from college he took off his graduation gown, saw his cute dress, and decided Fuck it this is how I want to be.

His parents disowned him, and he didn't cover anything since then. It was hard but he finally got a job at a reality company. Nobody notices the slight spelling change of his name Colin-Coleen So he became she. "Colleen." When His friends asked why he didn't have a sex change. He simply replied, "This is how I like to be. Sometimes I feel like Colin most times I feel like Coleen." 

Most didn't care those that did did not stay friends long.

That was not her worry today she had to sell a house to get enough money to fix her car. she called a potential buyer and set an appointment for the following Wednesday. On Wednesday she wore a smart business dress suit with cute pink panties he put in a heavy protective pad. Nobody likes when you have to get up to pee every 15 minutes to pee during a meeting and her nervous bladder might not make it. This was one of the rare times she wished she had a vagina. It wasn't sexual. It was because situating her penus was a little bother. If it shifted she may pee out the side of her panties and tucking was very uncomfortable. She briefly considered wearing full coverage diapers, but the thickness would be noticed under her hip hugging skirt. She stuffed a few extra pads and headed out.

Her boss allowed her to use the company car until hers was fixed, but she was strictly forbidden to use it for personal use. What an asshole, She thought.  She arrived at the home 15 minutes early, opened the door turned on the A/C and checked all the spigots. All that running water made her have to pee. As she was sitting on the master bed toilet relieving herself, she heard....

"Hello! Is anyone here?"

She quickly pulled up her panties and adjusted her bits letting the last little bit in her panties. The pad did it's job. She flushed, washed her hands, and walked out to greet he buyer.

"Hello, I'm Colleen. I was just checking the plumbing."

"I'm Doctor Morris this is my wife Missus Morris. Why should I buy this house?" He handed his business card. His obese beer belly stretched his undersized polo shirt bulging over his hidden belt. 

This guy was obviously a narcissistic idiot. He looked down on her just because she was a girl. His wife stayed submissive standing behind him not saying a word....

Well this home is versatile it has two large bedrooms either could be used as a Master and two smaller that could be used as a home office or guest room. All have their own bathroom plus there is an additional conveniently located just down the hall from the living area.  the kitchen is suitable for any atmosphere..."

She knew this guy wasn't interested in what she had to say. She suggested that they looked around. They went off to look around. While the couple was wandering around, Colleen looked at the business card. "Dr. Daniel Morris PhD BA. Investment Consulting." On the next line he had "Member of National Champs Florida University State" This idiot isn't even a real doctor she thought, as she Googled his company. There was no way he could afford it. He was just one of those guys. She searched his name. He was a third string linebacker and only played two plays that year. Knowing the sale was lost, she sat on the couch not bothering. When they were done, she handed them her business card, escorted them out, turned of the breaker, and drove home.

Broke, and depressed, she decided to call Mark and tell him She couldn't attend his BBQ.

She dialed.....

"Hello." Markie answered.

"Yeah, Um, This is Colleen. I can't make it to your place Saturday. My car is still in the shop."

"Oh, no Problem I'll come pick you up." Mark replied.

"That sounds great!" Colleen couldn't contain her excitement.

"Is 11ish OK?"

"That's good. I'll see you then."

"OK Bye." The phone hung up.