Part 8

(sorry only a short one this time but please enjoy)

"What fun" Mum said giggling slightly "I'm so glad we went to the fair now"

Mum then disappeared to get two tickets so that me and Amy could play dress up, as if we haven't done that enough already I thought. Lauren in the meantime, had gotten a list from the organizers that showed pictures of all the outfits they had available. Lauren was giggling the whole way through the list no doubt imagining me and Amy in one of the humiliating outfits. Soon Mum was back waving the tickets she had in tow, we were then wheeled around to the back of the stage into a dressing up room. Everyone then got one cubicle each so that they could dress up their Dolly Wolly. Mum released me from my stroller and took me into one cubicle and then Lauren released Amy and took her into another, I didn't envy Amy very much as I knew how good Lauren was at making an embarrassing situation more embarrassing, although Mum wasn't really any better. Mum plonked me down on the floor of the cubicle and then disappeared back into the dressing room. She returned with a bag that no doubt had the pinnacle of embarrassment inside, as if what I wasn't wearing already embarrassing enough.

"Okay Dolly time to play dress up" said Mum stripping me back down to my diapers "I think you're just going to look darling"

I just wanted to look normal not darling, but somehow I didn't think she was going to pull pants and a t-shirt out of the bag. Unfortunately for me I wasn't wrong, Mum had pulled out what I could only describe as a little girls sailor outfit.

"Doesn't it just look sooooo cute" said Mum as she held up the outfit so I could see clearly "I'm definitely sure you'll get first place for this"

I didn't even want last place and I definitely didn't want to be seen wearing a sailor outfit. Unfortunately for me Mum soon had me dressed and then spun me around so I could see myself in the mirror. I looked ridiculous with the big bow on the sailor top and the little pleated skirt that did absolutely nothing to hide my thickly padded behind. My feet were now encased in these frilly white socks and black Maryjane shoes. My spirally curls were now held in place not by a bow but a little sailor hat. Combine all that with my pacifier and diapers and the whole entire outfit made me look more like a 2 year old baby girl instead of a 16 year old boy.

"How cuuuuuuuuuuuuuute" Mum said rather loudly "How adorable you look so pwetty"

I thought Mum had literally one the lottery based on how much she was jumping around with the biggest smile on her face. Mum then lifted me up and took me out of the cubicle and then outside. We passed the cubicle that Lauren and Amy were in and judging from Lauren's giggling that was coming from the cubicle, Amy was probably going through the ten stages of hell. Mum in the meantime took me outside the dressing room and to my horror waiting for me was another one of those accursed boll boxes.

"Sorry Dolly" said Mum giggling "But you have to go back on display"

I thought about running away right there and then, but thanks to the diaper I couldn't even stand much less run. Mum soon had me tied back in to the hellish box and once again I was trapped. A giant pink sheet was then placed over my box so that it could be taken off on stage to reveal my humiliating attire. Some times I could hear other dolls getting tied into their boxes and I wondered which one was Amy.

"It's showtime Dolly" said Mum slapping the side of my box "I just know your going to do great out there"

I was then wheeled on stage with the other Dolly Wollys ready to be revealed in my embarrassing costume.

"It''s the moment you've all been waiting for" said the announcer coming onto the stage "Which Dolly Wolly will be victorious"

I could only imagine the crowd outside ready to see the spectacle to come.

To be continued