Glenda was a hot babe in my government class at a community college in Dallas. I'd had my eye on her for some time. And she'd guest-starred in more than a few of my fantasies. However, I didn't really think I'd ever have a chance to be with her.
I'm 25 years old, and I'm a stocky 190 pounds on a 5-foot 6-inch frame. I'm a little chunky. There's some undeniable padding on my belly, but, I'm not obese in anyone's book. I am a little insecure, though.
Sometimes, my boldness surprises me. I once brushed my hand across Glenda's butt while the class was filing out after a lecture. She whipped her head around and glared at me. That is why I was taken aback when she approached me and asked me to attend a Halloween party her boss was giving.
"Come on, Hugh," she coaxed. "I think you'd be a lot of fun."
I agreed to go, unable to understand my luck.
"I'm going as Glenda the Good Witch. Why don't you come as Baby Huey? We're all supposed to somehow tie in our names."
That Friday I picked her up wearing nothing but a sheet wrapped around my pelvis in the fashion of a diaper. My beefy stature helped my appearance as a baby. Glenda was a knock-out in her Good Witch gown, complete with magic wand.
At the party, though, Glenda avoided me and didn't introduce me to anyone. I just stood to myself and watched the costumed proceedings. Most people were sufficiently masked so that no one knew who they were.
Glenda's boss, Eddie Hogan, wore nothing more than a speedo bathing suit. He wore a blond wig and professed to be "Hulk" Hogan. He was a massive, meaty specimen of a man.
After about an hour, I'd downed a number of beers when "Hulk" Hogan approached. "Are you Baby Huey?"
"Yeah." I hesitated. Then, I saw Glenda watching from across the room.
"Come with me, Baby." He slung one massive arm around my neck and led me in a head-lock to the center of the room.
"Hey! What's the idea, jerk!" He was clearly a bodybuilder who outweighed me by about 40 or 50 pounds.
"Everybody! Can I have your attention?" The crowd silenced. "This is the punk who grabbed Glenda in her class the other day." He paused.
I knew I was in for it.
"Babies who disobey get what they deserve, don't they?"
"Yeah!" The crowd chanted together. Then, Glenda appeared with a chair and placed it behind her boss. He easily turned me around and twisted an arm behind my back. He sat down and positioned me across his lap.
"We spank 'em!" And he slammed a meaty paw into my ass. The padding from the diaper cushioned the blow considerably. I was thankful I had worn it. But, he was not to be deterred. I felt his hand grab a wad of the sheet and before I could protest he yanked it downward. The top half of my ass was exposed to the partygoers.
"Hey!" I shouted.
"This won't do. This thing is coming off, Baby. And keep your mouth shut or it will be worse."
Another forceful pull and I heard ripping and felt the material slip away. The whole diaper came off! I was completed naked over this big man's lap in front of an audience of masked strangers.
I opened my mouth to protest again, and he twisted my arm tighter. Then, he let loose with another viscous slap to my plump cheeks. They wiggled like Jell-o to everyone's delight. He let me have about ten hard smacks while the crowd cheered him on.
"Glenda, bring me that magic wand." I knew that couldn't be good.
"Here ya go, Baby." Hogan spoke to me as he inserted the handle of the wand up my puckered ass. I tensed and flexed. But, he began to churn it, working it in and out. He was _f_u_c_k_ing my butt with a stick in front of an excited audience. Eyes around the room were lit up with glee, and smiles were on every face. Then things got worse. Yep. My pecker started swelling. I could feel it against Hogan's hairy leg. I think he could, too, because he started really pumping the wand and digging it all around inside me. I realized then I was started to cry. And through my tears I saw Glenda staring at my ass, mouth agape.
At last the wand came out. "Come slap these chubby cheeks one time, Glenda, and say the magic word."
She approached and slammed an open palm across my right cheek. It stung pretty good. "Abracadabra!" She shouted. "Let the hard-on appear!"
As she spoke, Hogan twisted my arm again and wrenched me to my feet. Shoving my arm higher up my back, he thrust my hips outward and my erection swayed before the amused crowd. Cheers erupted from the girls, and the guys literally guffawed.
Then, Glenda picked up the wand and brought it down on my 7-inch shaft. The force of the blow bent my manhood down, but it snapped back, staring at the ceiling with its one eye. Glenda passed the baton and Hogan led me around the room, my bobbing _c_o_c_k_ thrust out. Each new partygoer took their turn spanking my _d_i_c_k_ with the magic wand. Everybody was having a grand old time. But, I had never imagined such humility and degradation. I was bawling freely now. Like a baby.
Once Hogan had led me around the room, he took me back to the center and stood me in front of the chair.
"Okay, Baby, I've got one more magic trick to do with this wand. And your gonna do what I tell you or Dracula over there is gonna make lots of copies of this video for lots of people."
I glanced over. Sure enough, some guy dressed as Dracula had captured the whole incident on video!
"Now," explained Hogan, "I'm gonna let go of your little arm. But you are gonna put both arms on top of your head and interlace your fingers. Do you understand?"
When I didn't respond, he reached around with a massive hand and grabbed my nuts with a terrific squeeze. I wanted to faint, but I didn't. I knew he meant business, though.
"Yes, sir." I said meekly.
"When I let go of your arm, hands go directly on top of your head or what happens will be much, much worse. I'll face-_f_u_c_k_ you right here and make you drink every drop!"
I eagerly did as I was told. Hands on my head. But, my _d_i_c_k_ still stood proudly, rigid as any stone. And I could still tell that the eyes in the room were glued to my member.
Hogan sat down behind me and instructed me to spread my legs a little. I was willing to do as he ordered to get this over with. The wand handle slipped up inside my ass, again. And Hogan probed around, watching my reaction. He found a good spot and proceeded to _f_u_c_k_ my ass some more, occasionally slapping a sore, reddened bare cheek for effect.
Soon, I closed my eyes and began bucking my hips methodically. The familiar sensation began building inside me. "No." I whispered. "Please stop." My voice was meek. But, I didn't really want him to stop. I was too far gone.
He stopped moving the wand and held it steady, letting me do all the work as I humped and bucked myself, impaling my ass on the wand.
I suddenly opened my eyes, and without warning, I sprayed a ribbon of creamy seed across the room. It landed and the feet of a woman dressed as a ghoul. Then, my subsequent eruptions of cum exploded on the floor all around me. I don't think I had ever spent such a big load.
The audience roared with approval. They got their prize. I expected was happened next.
"Make him lick it up, boss." That was Glenda speaking. My date.