"Another Summer Day In Diapers" Part III of One-Summer-Day ---------------------------------------------------------- It is now day two for little Nick under the supervision of Jenny, Tracy, and Jill Nick and the three girls had just finished eating breakfast. Tracy and Jill were in the kitchen helping Jenny clean up, while Nick was making his way up the stairs, toward his toy room. This room was Nick's heaven, for not only was it the place where he played, but was also the place where he had his diaper changes. The room had the smell of fresh baby powder, and on the wall was a shelf full of thick white disposable diapers. On the wooden floor sat a mountain of plastic Lego's, with little toy men nearby, that patently waited for Nick's yellow dump truck to return. Guiding the fully loaded truck, while crawling in his diapers, Nick made his way to mountain of Lego's. Nick had already been playing for 15 minutes when Tracy walked in to check up on him, then went back down stairs to the kitchen where the other girls were. All the girls were sitting at the kitchen table talking about their boyfriends who were away on a camping trip. Jenny made the comment on how she thinks it would be funny if she could make her boyfriend wear diapers when he doesn't do what she says. The other two girls agreed, while at the same time giggling about it. Then Jill made another comment: "you're right, and no diaper changes, either." All the girls started to laugh. Then out of nowhere, little Nick walked into the room: "There's the cute little diaper boy," said Jill. "Let me guess, you have poop in your diaper and want us girls to change you, right?" All the girls started laughing again, "We're just kidding, you can poop in you diaper as much as you want, we don't mind." Nick just stood there, arms crossed with a quiet look of defeat on his little red face. A couple of hours had passed, and it was now almost noon. The girls decided that they were going to go meet some of their girlfriends for lunch at Scooby's hamburger. The girls put sneakers on Nick's feet and a white tee shirt on him, but that was it. Once again Nick had to go in public in his fully exposed diaper. Once they got to the restaurant, the girls put Nick in a high chair while, waiting to order their food. Everyone had mostly ordered the Scooby burger, because it was the most popular hamburger in town, and definitely the largest. Although a little big for Nick, that didn't seem to intimidate the little toddler, because he was hungry and the burger smelled great. After dinner, no one wanted to eat another thing, except Nick who somehow managed to find room for desert finished a plate of apple pie, followed by a large cup of hot chocolate. The girls sat and talked, as Nick patently waited, trying to be good as best he could. 10 minuets had now passed, and he began to feel a sudden need to use the washroom, but was going to wait until everyone was up before making a hint to Jenny. While the girls were waiting for their receipt, two of the girls got up to use the washroom. As Nick watched the two girls make their way to the restrooms, he couldn't help but think about how nice it would be if he could get out of his high chair to do the same. After the two girls got back from the washroom, they all left the restaurant in a hurry so that they could spend a few hours at the mall. Although Nick was not happy about the idea, for he had missed his chance to use the washroom in the restaurant, and was getting very uncomfortable. Jenny know Nick needed to go, but didn't seem to feel it was as important as the mall: She just giggled, and told him that little boys use their diapers, and that she wouldn't be upset if he did. Although Nick felt a little relief, he still did not want to have to walk around all day with a load sitting at the bottom of his diaper. The girls had now arrived at the mall, and were all wearing shorts, while little Nick walked in wearing only diapers. Everyone seemed to be looking at him with a look of sympathy, for they know he must have been embarrassed wearing only diapers. An hour had now passed with visits to ten different stores, and Nick was not only tired of walking, but was trying very hard to keep from pooping in his diaper. Finally, the girls had decided that they were done and it was now time to leave. By the time they all reached the car, Nick's need to use the washroom had suddenly become priority; the girls could tell that Nick had to go, from the look of his stomping steps that looked more like a march. On the way home, Nick couldn't help but squirm in his baby seat for all he could think about, was how much longer he would be able to withstand this agony. At last they arrived at the house, but Nick couldn't wait: he was already trying to undo the straps to his seat. Unable to budge the stubborn fasteners, Nick tried to open the straps with the force of his body, but they still wouldn't release. Jenny went over to help him, but like always, had to first tease him by tickling him in the stomach. His face became red, and he looked like he was about to burst right there in an unsuccessful effort to help himself. The other girls had already been in the house for a few minutes, before Tracy finally decided to let Nick out of his seat. Almost instantly he jumped out of the car in an almost panic like manner, for this would be the worse accident ever to unload into his diaper if he didn't move fast. Into the house ran Nick with clumsy, stomping footwork in his bulky diapers trying to reach the end of the hall which lie straight ahead. Tracy who was standing on the other side of the room with an all too familiar grin on hear face, called to Nick, "Hey ,diaper boy, come over hear so I can tickle you." For a minute Nick froze, while looking into the teenager's eyes. He could tell that she was about to chase him for his usual tickle torture. Nick slowly turned, and focused on the end of the hall, then turned back to look into Tracy's eyes in wonder: Would he make it to the end of the hall before the teenage girl caught him? With in less then a second of thought, You could hear the sound of Nicks diaper as it made its way down the hall in an unusual pace. Closer, and closer, Nick could hear the thumping sound of Tracy's steps coming up behind him. At last he turned into the entrance of the washroom, while quickly closing, and locking the door behind him. "Ah...Ha... She can't get me in here," thought Nick. The door handle began to make a funny twisting sound. Nick could here Tracy's voice on the other side of the door, followed by little giggling sounds, but he paid no attention, as he had more serious business to attend to. As Nick was turning around, he quickly realized that his was not in the bathroom alone. Jill was sitting on the toilet seat painting her toenails. "Sorry Nick, you'll just have to wait till I'm done." Nick could not wait another second. In a desperate effort, the little boy grabbed on to the teenager's legs and began trying to pull her off the seat, but she was much bigger and would not budge. Jill began to giggle: "Nope, I'm not moving, and if you touch me again, I going to unlock the door and let Tracy in, and we are both going to tickle you." Nick's face was red with anger, and his eyes began to water, from the pressure of what felt like a bowling ball waiting to drop into his diaper. Nick was beyond caring at this point: With all his might, again he tried to get Jill to move, but this time she decided to use her legs to push him away from her in a playful and teasing manner, but Nick was not playing. All of the sudden, Nick's face turned white, as he could see the bathroom door opining through the mirror behind Jill. (Tracy had found a key to the bathroom) In less then two seconds, Tracy had put him in to one of her famous leg locks, and began tickling without mercy. By the look on Nick's face, it was very obvious at this point, that he was not about to get away from her. Unaffected by Tracy's tickling fingers moving like little spiders on his tummy, Nick seemed to be concentrating on something more important. Tracy continued to tickle, but Nick could take no more All his squirming movements had now come to a halt, and you could tell that something had just happened. Jill who was in front of Nick, reached down and also began to tickle his stomach, then jumped back up on the toilet seat to watch him cringe in his diaper, for there was nothing he could do while being restrained by Tracy. "Ah...ha...you can't get me," said Jill. Nick was so angry that, as soon as Tracy let him go, He went right after Jill who was sitting up on the toilet seat, but lost his balance, and fell back, into Tracy's lap, landing on the seat of his poop-filled diaper. (Squash!!!) Jill began again: "ah...ha...you can't get me." Now Tracy, who had Nick on her lap, began to display a grin on her face, then said to Jill, "Guess what? Someone's got poop in their diaper, and I know who it is." Both girls began to laugh, then Jenny walked in and said: "Pee...U, Is that his diaper that smells?" "Bingo," said Jill.