Barbie's diary- Part one
Written by Angel 6

September 10

Hi diary,
My name is Barbie. Everyone calls me Barbie because I am small and I have
long blond hair. I am the smallest in my class. My real name is Ashley.
Before you ask, I do not like Barbie's. I never played with them. I
suppose when you have hair down to your shoulders, then people think you
look like a girl and call you Barbie. I am eleven years old.
I got this diary today. So I might as well write in it. It is a purple
one with a bear and heart on the cover. It has a lock on it. I might as
well use it. It could be fun reading about it a year after. It does look
like a girls diary. Maybe boys don't write in them.
I got the diary from my new step mum. My mum died when I was young. Now
dad has got married again. He didn't ask me. We have to move to step mums
new house. She has a daughter that is 9 and a son that is 16.
They got married today. It was OK. I sat there thinking that I had a new
mum. But I'm not going to call her mum. I have one mum. Its not my fault
shes dead. After the wedding and party we came home to their house. It
was now going to be my new family and house. I was no longer the only
child. I even had to share a room with Isabella. I would much prefer to
share a room with Alex, but Stepsie (I call step mum that) said it would be
better with Isabella.
The room was pink with some red. The ceiling was cool though. It has
clouds and a rainbow. Otherwise everything was pink. Their was 2 beds and
her toys were all over the place. Mine was still in boxes.
Her bed was a girls bed too. It had the Power puff girls. At least I had
my Spider man sheets. Anyway, I was too tired after the long day, and I
didn't care where I slept. Wow, see how much I wrote. If my teacher seen
this, she would think that I could write any essay. I will say goodnight.

September 11

Hi Diary,
Last night was strange. I like Isabella. She speaks a lot. Last night I
could hardly sleep because she kept on talking and talking. That's the
good thing about writing to a diary. You can't talk back. She put her
nightie on and looked at my pj.
"Those are so ugly," she said, "my nightie is much more pretty."
"It would look ugly on me," I tried to say. It was a joke.
"No I don't think so."
I thought she was weird. Who ever heard of a boy wearing nighties.
I bet you think that was weird diary. But wait to I tell you what
happened next. As we laid in bed, I looked over at Isabella. I couldn't
believe my eyes, she was sucking a pacifier. She was too old to be using
a babies thing.
"Isabella, why are you sucking that?"
She looked at my and if it wasn't that dark, I suppose I could see that
her face should have been red. However I did notice a smile and she said,
"Because I like it."
"Yeah, but you look like a baby."
"It helps me to sleep. I'm not a baby and don't call me that anymore."
I just laid in my bed and thought she was weird. Then she came over to me
with a dummy and placed it besides my pillow. "Try it, you will also fall
asleep much easier." She also gave me a fluffy care bear. No way was I
going to use a dummy. I was 11 years old.
As I looked around the pink room, I thought why Dad didn't tell them that
this was also a boys room, and boys shouldn't be in pink rooms. Then I
thought of my Mom and needless to say I started to cry silently. I don't
know why I did it, put I hugged the care bear and sucked on the pacifier.
Maybe it reminded me of when my mom was there. Isabella was right, I
slept so well.

September 12

Hi Diary,
The next morning I woke up, something was wrong. I wet the bed. I
couldn't believe it. It has been years since I wet the bed. I was sitting
in the wet bed thinking how I was going to sneak everything out when
Step mum came in. She told us to get up. Isabella was as chirpy as a bird
and told her mum that she helped me go to sleep by giving me one of her
pacifiers. I was so embarrassed. I wished that the ground would swallow
me up. Still I hid under the covers while Stepsie found clothes for
Isabella.
"Now its your turn, Ashley."
"I can get dressed myself, I can wait to you go out"
"Nonsense," she said as she pulled the bedsheets back. She noticed that I
wet the bed and despite the fact that I tried to explain it never
happened, she just was silent as she started to undress me. Isabella
couldn't keep her mouth shut, "Mum, he called me a baby last night
because I use pacifiers."
"I-I-I didn't call you a baby. I said that only babies-"
"Well, who looks like a baby now?" said Stepsie as I lied there with a wet
bed and a pacifier in my mouth. I quickly spat it out.
Stepsie gave me a hug and said it was probably because of the changes in the
family and maybe it was just for one night. "If it is the same tonight,
we can use Isabella's old protection so you won't be so embarrassed."
Protection, what could that be?? I got dressed and didn't think about it
all day until I went to bed. After saying my prayers, I lied in my bed
thinking about this new family and then I thought of my Mum. I started to
cry silently. Stepsie came in and noticed I was crying and didn't say a
word, she just put a pacifier in my mouth and kissed me on the forehead.
"I bought you six pacifiers today, as you shouldn't be using Isabella's."
I lied in my bed and starting writing this. It's a good thing that you
have a lock on because I am about to write a secret. I really don't mind
pacifiers. They sooth me. Make me sleep better. To tell you the truth I
am getting to like pink too.

September 13

Hi again Diary,
the next morning was the same. I woke up with a wet bed. Isabella was
nice about it but I could see that stepsie was annoyed.
She took of my wet pj. I stood there naked and I must have gone red all
over. "Mum, isn't Barbie a boy?"
"Yes sweetie, why?" Stepsie asked Isabella.
"Look at his thingie, it's so small," she laughed
"Yes," Stepsie said, "he could nearly be a girl. Who knows?"
The she put me over her her knee and started spanking me. This hurt like
anything. It was more embarrassing that I laid over her knee half naked
while Isabella could just see me. And Isabella thought I looked like a
girl. As I screamed and cried, I thought that it would never end. The
stepsie told Isabella to slap me 5 times. I didn't understand why my new
half sister also should spank me. Even though she has a small hand, it
hurt.
I was then told that I shouldn't wet the bed. As I lied on her I cried.
Stepsie put the pacifier in my mouth and calmed me down. I noticed that the
pacifier was pink and white!!!
Then Stepsie said that we will have to do something until the bed wetting.
Maybe a plastic sheet would help I thought. I knew that a girl from my
class used them when she was younger.
That evening when I came home from school, Stepsie called me into my room.
Or should I call it a pink princess room. She told me to lie down on my
bed. I thought I was going to be spanked for talking in class that day.
However she told me to lie down on my back. Isabella came in and she knew
what was going to happen. I could see it on her face, and lets face it,
she knew her mom better than I did.
Stepsie started by taking my trousers down. This was embarrassing, once
again my privates was shown for everyone to see. I should have fought it
and ran as far as my 2 legs would take me. But I just lied there. Then
the surprise of my life came when Stepsie came with a diaper. A pampers baby
diaper.
"We have to protect the bed and you will find it easier sleeping in the
bed with a diaper on."
"I am not a baby!" I protested.
"Well, only babies wet their beds. It makes no difference. Every day when
you get home you will wear a diaper."
"Why cant I wear it just before I go to sleep?"
"Because this is the rules, as as your new mum, I decide."
By the time we finished arguing, I had a diaper on. It was big and I felt
like a 11 year old baby. They put my pj on and then I started doing my
homework. After a bit I forgot that I was wearing a diaper.
That was until I cam down to watch TV. Isabella was very nice about it
and didn't tease at all. But then John, my new step brother came in and
noticed my big bum while I was laying down on the floor.
"Are you wearing a diaper?" he asked
"Sod Off. None of your business," I retorted
"OMG, we have a baby in the house. A Diaper boy. This is so weird."
I hated being teased, and could feel a tear flowing down my cheek.
Isabella ran out of the room and just stuck a pacifier in my mouth again.
I started sucking. What is happening to me?

September 16

Hi Diary,
sorry I didn't write to you sooner. I have no excuse. I am wearing the
diaper every afternoon when I come home from school. The funny thing was
that I started to wet the diaper. I don't know why, but I think it's
because I waited for the last minute and when I tried to get to the
toilet, then it was too late. Maybe I was lazy. I most likely was. Today
when I came home from school and I was getting the diaper on. As my legs
were pointed in the air, I started thinking that it is not that bad. My
heart started to beat faster when I had to admit that I liked having
diapers on. I no longer minded them. What was happening to me? Am I now a
baby? I was no longer a big boy. I was lying down getting a diaper on and
I didn't care.
When the diaper was finally fastened, Stepsie came with a nightdress. It was
new with white and pink arms with a picture of the Little Mermaid. Again
she just slid it over me and did I put a fight up? No. I just accepted it
as if it was normal. Then the thought hit me. I was wearing a girls
thing!!!
"This is for girls," I said.
"I know, however it will be easier to change you before bed."
"But I look like a sissy!""
"Maybe, but a cute sissy."
I hate being called cute.

September 18

Dear Diary,
when I was doing my homework, I started to think that I felt like a girl.
With my hair down to my shoulders, I mostly looked like a girl. This was
strange. You know what the problem is, I sort of liked it. It made me
feel different than the others. Here I was a 11 year old boy sitting
doing my homework dressed in a girls nightdress and a diaper, and I
allowed it!
Stepsie shouted up if I was wet. I was of course wet, but I didn't want to
get changed. I wanted to get my homework finished. She came up and asked
was I sure that I was wet and I said no. I really hated her.
She came up to me and lifted my nightie and seen the wetness. She lifted
me to the bed to change me. This was embarrassing. I know I was small for
my age, but I could walk.
Then she said, "Since you can't tell me when you're wet, you will be
checked. Otherwise you will get a rash. What are you afraid of, I will
see your thingie? Let me tell you this much, there is not a lot to see."
I told her to shut up. She went out with a smile on her face. I know that
my thingie was small, but she shouldn't tease me about it. She shouldn't
even talk about it!!!
Later that night, I got a shock. Isabella came in when I was playing a
computer game. She asked if I was wet. I didn't answer. Then she pulled
up my nightie and put her hand down my diaper. She said that she will
tell stepsie that I was wet. I sat there in shock. Why didn't I stop her
from putting her hand down my diaper. At least she didn't start feeling
around.
I still couldn't believe it, I just let her. She was my younger half
sister. I felt like a baby. 

September 21

Dear Diary,
remember when I told you that I didn't play with Barbie's. Well that is
not true now. I have started playing with Isabella's things. Her dolls and
dollhouse. It is actually fun. I like it. I like when I play with her. We
have become very close friends, even though she calls me sister. I suppose
when I am sitting in a nightdress that I do look like a girl.
Isabella still checks to see if I'm wet. I don't mind that anymore. I
think she likes it as sometimes she does take her time checking me.
Anyhow tonight Stepsie came into our room when we were playing and said,
"It's time girls for your bath." Isabella jumped up and ran out to the
bathroom. I just sat there, she did say that it was a girls bath.
Then stepsie came up and took my hand and dragged me out to the bathroom. It
was now that I was certain that stepsie was starting to consider me as a
girl. Isn't this against the law???? I suppose it didn't matter. It was
only a nightie and a girls bath. It was only girls toys and long hair. I
am still a a boy. I think.
It was strange sitting in the same bath as Isabella. I know she has seen
me before, but this was freaky. What if my mates at school heard. They
would think that I fancied Isabella. All these thoughts went through my
head while stepsie was washing me. What would my friends say to that. My
step mum was washing me. They would think I was weird. At the end
Isabella and I played in the tub until we were told to come out because
our skin will be wrinkled as an old man.
While Isabella put her big girls clothes on, I was put in my nightie and
diaper with a dummy in my mouth.

September 23

Hi Diary,
let's hope that no one can read this. If people knew that I was an eleven
year old that wore diapers at home and nightdresses. If they knew that I
liked dummies and girls toys. Then they would lock me away for life. They
would ask why don't I say no? It would be hard to explain that I really
don't care. I kind of like it.
I was now bed wetting every night. I could not control it. Every morning
when I woke up I would have a wet diaper. The same when I was wearing a
nappy at nighttime. I started noticing that I could not get to the toilet
on time.
Today at school, I just made it to the toilet. But as I was taking my
trousers down, I started to pee. Some of it could be seen in my trousers.
It wasn't very wet, but I got scared. I told Stepsie that when she was
putting me in a diaper when I came home from school. She said that she
had thought that this would be a problem and it would be better tomorrow.
I smiled as she found my dummy. Things were going to get better. Maybe
she would give me medicine or potty train me.

September 24

Dear Diary,
when I woke up, I was of course wet. Stepsie came in and started changing
me. She had my school uniform ready. Then she took a trainer and
explained that it was underwear but it had padding in it in case I had
the same accident as yesterday. She said she bought pink and white ones
with minnie mouse as a fairy because she thought they were so cute. It
looked like girls panties, just a lot more thicker.
As she started putting it on me, I started thinking if I should protest.
In thing is being a baby at home, but wearing diapers to school could
ruin my life. And if they found out they were pink, then I might as well
hide myself.
I didn't protest.
The trainer diaper made my butt look very big under the trousers. I was
sure that someone at school would notice.
However no one did, and it was good that I had it on, because the same
think happened as it did yesterday. I didn't make it to the toilet on
time. No one noticed, but I was afraid all day that it would leak, that
someone would see it or something else.
Stepsie told me that she had a solution to that.

September 25

Dear Diary,
today is the second day where I would be wearing a trainer diaper to
school. Stepsie told me that she had bought me something that would keep me
warm. I wasn't cold. I just wanted to make sure that my friends didn't
find out about the diaper. Now I had something else to worry about.
After Stepsie put the trainer on me, she put a undershirt. But it was
obviously a girls one. It had straps around the shoulders and a little
pink ribbon. This was not the worse. She started putting tights on me.
They were white and not that thick. They felt funny against my legs.
Lucky I got my uniform on. I was a boy on the outside and a girl hidden
under.

In Barbie's diary 2

Does Barbie become more and more a baby girl?
Does his friends find out?
Does he fall in love or should I say does she?

If you have any comments or suggestions, you can contact me
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Barbies Diary 1