New Amazon Story Released: Shared Destiny

[BoTox]

Here are the first three pages of my new book just published on Amazon in Kindle format. Enjoy this little peek.

Link to the book where a larger preview is available: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07VLP1Y89

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Shared Destiny

Chapter 1

Destiny was fresh out of clean diapers and she wearing her last one. There was only one place in town to get the ones she liked and she loved to browse around the store, Mommy's Little Darling. It was an Adult Baby store, or AB for short.

The diapers that Destiny wanted, those thick disposables she loved, were not available any where else without ordering a case from stores on the Internet. But Mommy's Little Darling carried them and so much more in stock and on the shelves every day.

She drove across town in her beat up little red Honda through terrible traffic and parked in the back lot. It was nearly dark by the time she arrived but the store stayed open until 9PM on Fridays. She thought nothing of it and walked in the back entrance of the building.

The owner was a lady that went by Agnes. She was plump but not fat for a middle aged woman. She waved at Destiny with a smile. Destiny had seen her most of the times she'd been in before and had talked to her briefly. She was a domme and wore a leather bustier accented with dark eye makeup today. She lived with an AB sub. He often worked in the store in full AB attire. He was always a hit with the customers.

Agnes asked, “Can I help you with anything, Destiny?”

“Do you have the all black Rearz.” replied Destiny.

Agnes pointed them out and also to a new display of latex and vinyl pants that she might be interested in. Destiny walked over and inspected the merchandise. She felt the smooth fabric of the latex. The texture of the vinyl was so nice. She picked up three pairs, one latex and one pink pull-on and one pearl white snap-on.

"Agnes," Destiny raised her voice as she held the several pairs of panties aloft, "Can I try these on?"

Agnes nodded and pointed to the changing room, “Help yourself. Yell if you need a different size.”

Destiny walked back to the little private fitting room and locked the door behind her. She had all of her clothes off except for her bra and the Tena Super brief she was currently wearing. It was a little wet but not ready for a change.

She slipped on the latex pair first. They were very snug and very comfy over her diaper. She was about to try on the pink pair when she heard something bump behind her. The mirror slid away and a man grabbed her. He shoved something into her face and very quickly the lights went out for poor Destiny.

Destiny was awakened by a throbbing in her head and a bounce as she opened her eyes. She was on her side, in a moving van or car. She was muted with a ball gag in her mouth and her hands were bound tightly behind her back. She was also acutely aware of her wet and leaking diaper. Her bra was now missing as well. She was naked save for the diaper.

The vehicle stopped. It was parked inside a building and she was roughly pulled out. She was still groggy but they trotted her into a room with no windows. Destiny got a good look at the person that dragged her, it was Agnes's sub, still wearing a diaper but looking much more masculine and menacing with a black leather collar harness. He was a stout fellow, despite his diapered appearance. She tried to turn away, hiding her breasts but it was no use. He shoved her into a seat, sloshing her soaked diaper all up and down her legs.

Then Agnes entered the room, slamming and locking the door behind her, "Well, Destiny, you just won the grand prize! Of all the diaper gals that have entered my store, you were chosen for this exceptional  offer. Its an offer you can not refuse."

Agnes laughed heartily and her sub smiled behind his over-sized pacifier. Destiny didn't even know if she'd ever heard anyone call him anything besides Agnes's sub. He was hardly looked like the typical adult baby now despite his attire.

Destiny was now aware of others in the room, in the shadows of the far side there was movement. They walked toward Agnes, three of them, three women. As they came closer, it was apparent that it was not just three women but two dommes and a sub. From the looks of it they were quite into the scene.

One domme was an Asian, tall with straight, black hair, slim figure, dressed in an open red silk kimono. Her shiny black hip boots with five inch heels and garters attached to her velvet bustier held up her black stockings. She looked to be all business with her makeup and jewelry. She had a smug grin on her face as she approached Agnes.

The other domme was her polar opposite in appearance. She had shoulder length honey blond hair and the brightest blue eyes. Not as tall but very well formed, perfect cleavage and curvy hips. She wore what appeared to be a sheer white teddy with a shiny white push-up bra, shiny white shorts and high heeled sandals. She wasn't just grinning, she smiled with big pearly white teeth and looked at Destiny as she approached Agnes.

The one Destiny had assumed was their sub girl was not a girl at all. It was a man. He was smaller than either of them. If not for his Adam's apple, Destiny would not have noticed. Now that she did, it was apparent that he was well padded. He was fully decked, head to toe, in an elaborately created sissy outfit. She'd never seen such a thorough sissy AB costume in her life and she had seen many.

Usually the sissies had frilly dresses. This one had that and ample cleavage! Either a heavily padded bra or even implants. He had a huge pacifier strapped to his head, curly pig tails in his bleached blond hair, stud earrings and a tiny waist. His frilly dress only came down to about mid thigh. Tight strung garter straps strained at his stockings, as they passed over the enormous diaper and plastic panties he wore. His Mary-Jane shoes were highly polished and as he passed, Destiny could see his ruffled rump.

The Asian domme spoke to Agnes but Destiny didn't catch all of it. Something was said about an exchange. The blond shoved the sissy toward Agnes and handed her a sheet of paper. Agnes looked at it and handed it to her sub. He put it in a briefcase and pulled another document out that Agnes looked over before she handed it to the blond domme.

More verbal exchanges took place but still she only caught something about men were a lot of trouble or something to that effect. It didn't make sense. Agnes's sub approached Destiny and roughly dragged her to the little gathering. He took the sissy and shoved him into the chair Destiny recently vacated. It was sinking in now, Agnes had traded her to these dommes for this sissy AB! How? WHY!

Agnes spoke, "Yes, she is a fine looking one. I just yanked her this evening. She has been coming to my store for a good while. She'll make an excellent trainee. Loves her diapers! I hate to lose her as a customer but you've made it worth my while."

The blond spoke up, "She's so cute. What was her name?"

"Destiny," Agnes replied, "That's the name on her checks."

"That's an excellent name, we shall use it. For it is her shared destiny," the Asian domme said, "to serve us with distinction! What do you think, Susan?"

The blond, apparently called Susan, chimed in, "Yes, Ling, I like it. We shall share Destiny."

Ling, the Asian domme, thanked Agnes, "We are grateful at your generosity. A fine specimen and so unspoiled. Do as you please with the mongrel we brought. The balance of the payment will be wired to your account. She is well worth every penny of the $100,000 finder's fee, as you promised."

Destiny was stunned, she had been sold for $100,000 like a piece of art work or a race horse? This sort of thing still happens in this day and age? But how? She didn't have time to ask before she was collared and a leash attached. Was she now a slave? The two dommes led her away.

"She's wet, you see that right?" asked Ling.

"Yes, I saw that. Who gets to change her first?" responded Susan, "It is just like Christmas! Who gets to open the presents!"

Ling thought a bit and answered, "I know, we'll let her stew in her own juices until we get back for a proper christening. Put a pair of those latex panties on her that Agnes gave us. We'll have her model them for us."

Destiny felt a yank on her collar as she was pulled to one side. Susan pulled a pair of pink panties out of a small case and shook them to full size. She tapped one of Destiny's legs and she raised it to step into one side. Then the other foot and Susan raised them up over her waist.

"There, that should hold her," Susan said self confident, "How's she look Ling? Cute as a button?"

"Let's get her to the car," interrupted Ling, "She's cold with just a soaked diaper... or she likes it?"

The two femme fatales locked arms, Destiny in tow, and walked to the car. Susan opened the door of the stretched black limo with dark windows and kissed Ling as she slipped inside. Ling then pulled Destiny inside by her collar. Susan followed next, Destiny sandwiched between the two. She felt so small and insignificant, vulnerable and afraid.

The women, both of them, were staring at her. Ling stroked her hair and released the ball gag that had been painfully forcing her jaws apart. Susan released her bound arms as well. It felt good to work the cramps out of her arms and jaw.

"Destiny, you have been collared by Mistress Ling and Mistress Susan," said Susan, "You are our baby slave and will do our bidding. In return, you shall be rewarded for exceptional service."