BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 71
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During the night, Marvin had a highly unusual dream. After he had
just finished telling the other five boys about one of his favorite
diaper scenarios that he liked to think about, his mind seemed to change
gears and move in a completely opposite direction from what he had been
thinking about before going to sleep.
Marvin woke up one morning to find that his diapers were
completely dry, except for some sweat, which was nothing in comparison
to the usual deluge of urine he had gotten used to feeling in his
diapers. There was no huge glob of poop wedged between his butt and the
thick diapers that Heidi had put on him the night before. It was the
first time he had ever awakened to find that he could make it through an
entire night without peeing or pooping in his diapers.
Marvin could also feel a strange sensation inside his body, as if
there were someone pushing down on his abdomen. It was his bladder, and
it was full. He had never felt this sensation, but he figured this was
what it must have felt like when someone needed to go to the bathroom,
and now, Marvin was literally going to go to the bathroom himself. If he
could take his diapers off, he could use a toilet for the first time in
his entire life.
As he opened his eyes, his bedroom was not the nursery-like decor,
but like an older boys' room, with pictures of race cars, rock bands and
sports heroes. Most notably, he was not in a crib, but in a bed. Only
the fact that he had diapers on was there any indication of the boy that
he was the day before.
Marvin got up and reached down to remove his plastic pants.
"Boy, I have a lot of diapers on!" Marvin said as he looked at the
bulging white fabric wrapped several inches thick around him. He looked
at all the pins that were used in his diapers. One by one, he removed
them, and then removed the first diaper. Underneath it were several more
diapers, also individually pinned on just as heavily. He hoped to get
the diapers off before he peed in them. He also felt the familiar
sensation of needing to poop, only this time, he could hold it for much
longer than he ever had before.
At long last, Marvin had his diapers off. He was naked from his
waist down as he walked out of his room and down the hall. He stood at
the door of the bathroom and thought about what he was going to do. He
approached the toilet and looked at it. He wanted to try standing and
peeing into it like he had known other boys to do, but he needed to
poop, too, so he sat down and his butt nearly fell in. It was then that
Marvin realized how inexperienced he was with using a toilet.
"Silly me, forgot to put the seat down!" he said to himself. With
complete control of his bodily functions, he released his urine and his
feces into the toilet. He couldn't believe that he was actually using a
toilet! It made him feel like a bird who couldn't fly for thirteen
years, and then suddenly took its first flight into the wild blue
yonder.
Marvin knew his butt needed to be wiped, but this was the first
time he would be responsible for doing it himself. He figured that he
could probably handle wiping his own butt, even though he'd never seen
his brother wipe his butt, either, as he, too, had been in diapers all
his life. Marvin figured it couldn't be too difficult, but by the time
he was done, his entire hand was covered in poop and he didn't get his
butt very clean.
Now came the final moment that Marvin had been waiting for, to
flush a toilet for the first time. He pushed down on the handle and
watched the water swirl away his wastes. The water gurgled loudly. As
Marvin left the bathroom, he was confronted by Heidi, who saw him
standing there naked.
"Marvin! Was that *you* who just flushed the toilet?" Heidi asked
him.
"Yeah, it was," Marvin said. "I don't need my diapers anymore."
"Really?" she said. "It worked! I'm free! I don't have to handle
your stinking, filthy diapers anymore, or wipe your smelly butt,
anymore. As for your brother Max, well, he's next."
"What do you mean?" Marvin asked Heidi.
"It's a secret," Heidi said as she went into the bathroom.
Marvin was perplexed. He knew this wasn't like him to suddenly be
diaperless, and Heidi wasn't behaving like herself, either. As Marvin
returned to his room, he saw that Max was still sleeping in his crib.
Marvin pulled back on the covers and saw that Max was also still in
diapers. Marvin looked up at the wall, and only where Max's crib sat was
the old wallpaper still present. Only a small strip of the diapered
teddy bear wallpaper remained.
Max then woke up and rolled over on his thickly padded bottom. He
then opened his eyes and looked up at his big brother, standing there,
diaperless.
"Why don't you have your diapers on?" Max asked Marvin.
"I don't need them anymore," Marvin said.
"What happened to the room?" Max asked as he looked around. "The
wallpaper is gone, and you have a bed, and, you aren't in diapers
anymore."
"Nope, I can finally use a toilet like a big boy!" Marvin said.
"Marvin, this isn't you!" Max cried. "You love to wear diapers!"
"I know it isn't me, but soon, it will be," Marvin said.
"No, Marvin! Stay in your diapers! Be a diaper boy like me! Get
your crib back, I don't want you to go!"
"Go? Go where?"
"I don't know, all I know is Heidi is going to make me into a big
boy, too, and I don't want her to!"
"How is she gonna do that?" Marvin asked.
"You should know, she did it to you!"
"I don't, all I know is that I woke up and my diapers were clean
and dry, how are yours?"
"Well, you know, they're dry, too!" Max said.
"Then it sounds like she's already started on you," Marvin said.
"What do you mean? Man, I feel funny, like someone is sitting on
me," Max said.
"Your bladder's full, get up and take those diapers off and go to
the toilet," Marvin said.
"No!" Max shouted. "I ain't takin', my diapers off! I'm gonna sit
here in my crib and pee and poop in my diapers like the good, stinky
little diaper boy that I am!"
"No, Max, the time has passed, we are growing up now!" Marvin
insisted as he tried to pull Max out of his crib, which had suddenly
turned into a bed.
"My crib!" Max shouted. "It's gone! I'm in a bed!"
"The wallpaper changed, too!" Marvin said.
"Don't make me go!" Max shouted. He was screaming, fighting with
his brother, which he had rarely done before when they were both diaper
boys. Heidi then entered the room.
"Just give him a moment, he'll get up on his own and use the
toilet, too," Heidi said. She then handed Marvin some pants and a pair
of white Jockey shorts.
"What are these?" Marvin asked.
"They're pants. Your old pants are too big since you always wore
diapers underneath them," Heidi said. She then stuffed some more
underpants into the drawer.
"Where's the diaper cabinet?" Marvin asked as he looked at the
bare spot on the floor.
"Oh, I moved that out already, along with your diapers, since you
won't need them anymore."
Marvin then slipped his underwear and his pants on.
"Wow, I'm not used to being able to move my legs around so freely
like this," Marvin said. "I still feel like I'm not wearing anything,"
Marvin said.
"You'll get used to it," Heidi said.
Max then got up from his instantly-transformed bed and asked Heidi
to remove his diapers.
"Sorry, but I don't do diapers anymore," Heidi said. "Just think
of all the time I lost over my life changing you boys, and now I am done
with all that, and I am going to use every bit of time I can get, how
that I finally have it," she said as she left the room.
"Marvin, help me take these diapers off!" Max said.
"Sorry, if I can take mine off, you can take off yours, too,"
Marvin said. Max pulled off his plastic pants and then he began
unpinning his diapers and letting them drop, layer by layer, from his
body. The diapers seemed to disappear as they hit the floor.
Suddenly not showing any resistance, Max then said that he was
going to go to the bathroom. Marvin watched Max walk towards the
bathroom. His butt was totally bare for the first time that he was
either not having his diapers changed or that he was in the shower.
Max returned to Heidi, who gave him some new clothes, including
underpants. Marvin then went downstairs. As he looked around, the house
was dark, as if no lights were on. In fact, the whole house had this
eerily surrealistic look to it. The stairs were much longer, the walls
were a dark greenish shade, and there was no window in the living room.
Everything seemed so out of place.
"Where's Mom and Dad?" Marvin asked Heidi. It was the first time
he hadn't said "Mommy and Daddy" when referring to his parents without
talking to someone at school.
"They're gone," Heidi said. "I'm taking care of you now, I'm your
Mom," she said.
"But what happened to them?"
"They're fine, don't worry," Heidi assured them as she led them
into the kitchen. "Have some cereal," she said. "And no, I am not
feeding you, either!"
"We know," both boys said. "We can handle feeding ourselves,
anyway!" Marvin said.
After Marvin had eaten what appeared to be donut-sized Froot
Loops, he saw Tommy walk in. Tommy was still in diapers.
"Hi guys," Tommy said. "Where are your diapers?"
"Diapers, what diapers?" Marvin said. "We don't wear diapers."
"Yeah you do!" Tommy insisted. "You've always worn them!"
"Since when? Maybe when I was a BABY!" Marvin shouted. "Only
babies wear diapers, so what are you doing in them?"
"Well, I have to wear diapers, and I thought you guys did, too,
and since you do, I thought I could just come over here in diapers like
I usually do."
"I don't want anybody wearing diapers around me!" Marvin said,
exhibiting a growing aversion to diapers and to other boys who wore
them. "Get out of here!"
"But, we're friends!" Tommy cried.
"Not anymore! Get out!" Marvin shouted, much more loudly than he
felt he was capable of doing.
Tommy was suddenly gone. Then a girl appeared. It was Judy, the
girl he had seen at the school's registration that summer.
"Hi, Marvin, I see you finally decided to grow up!" the buxom gal
said to him in such a sultry, seductive voice that was unnatural for a
thirteen-year-old girl to be able to do.
"Yes, I did," Marvin said.
"Let's go see your new room," she said as she led him up the
stairs, which now were not only longer, but much steeper, too. She led
Marvin into his room. As he looked out the window, he realized that it
was suddenly night again.
"Where did the day go?" Marvin asked.
"The days are going to seem really funky until you get used to
being a big boy," the girl said. "Then things will return to normal."
Marvin then found himself sitting on his bed with this girl. She
and him were about to kiss and make out. Soon, she had her shirt off and
Marvin had his off, too. They put their arms around each other. Marvin
felt so excited by the girl when suddenly, Marvin realized he wet his
pants.
"Oh no!" Marvin exclaimed. "I wet my pants! I thought I was going
to be okay now!"
"You will," the girl said. "You need time to adjust."
About a minute later, Marvin realized that he had not only peed
his pants, but also pooped in them, too.
"That's it!" the girl said as she got up.
"But, you said I'd need some time to adjust!" Marvin said.
"I can handle peeing okay, but boys who poop their pants don't
belong to me! Goodbye!" The girl then left the room.
Marvin's dream became a blur at this point before his mind could
generate any semi-concrete thoughts again. Only vague fragments of
Tommy, Carl and Mitchell ran through his mind, as did some of the boys
he had met at the cabin. There was nothing that could be explained
beyond this. He then began dreaming more clearly again.
Tommy reappeared, but it was as if Tommy had never been told to
leave. Marvin was still not wearing diapers as he was sitting in front
of the computer, which vaguely resembled the old Commodore 64 computer
his father used to have many years ago.
"Why aren't you in diapers like I am?" Tommy asked.
"I just got tired of them, and Heidi got tired of changing them.
Max is still in diapers, though. He decided to go back to being a diaper
boy, and now he is."
Max then appeared later, wearing enough diapers for the crotch to
go down almost to his knees. The fabric around him was over a foot
thick.
"I'm a diaper boy!" Max shouted. As Marvin looked at Max, he said,
"Heidi put a thousand diapers on me!"
"That's nice," Marvin said, as if it didn't matter to him that Max
was wearing diapers again. Heidi then appeared and told Marvin to go
upstairs and let her get his diapers on.
"No, I'm not wearing diapers!" Marvin said as he was sitting at
the computer and staring at a blue screen.
"Yes you are, now come on!" Heidi said as she pulled Marvin away
from the computer and made him go with her up the stairs. The stairs
seemed to be normal this time. Marvin couldn't escape Heidi's unusually
strong grasp. Marvin tried to fight her, but she wouldn't let him leave
the room. Heidi had somehow produced a stack of diapers that was as tall
as she was. She said she was going to put every single diaper on him and
wouldn't let him leave until she was done.
"No, I won't wear diapers!" Marvin shouted to her.
"Fine, no diapers, I'll let you deal with the mess!" Heidi said as
she left. Marvin sat on his bed and thought about how strange everything
was. It didn't even look like his bedroom, more like Tommy's room
somewhat.
Marvin then realized that he was peeing in his pants again. He got
up and took them off as they had become completely soaked. He couldn't
stop peeing. He then started pooping, too. His poop kept coming out of
his butt in a constant stream. Marvin couldn't believe his own body
could hold so much. Suddenly, Marvin realized that he needed diapers
more than ever.
"Heidi! Come diaper me!" Marvin shouted as he looked down at the
growing pile of poop underneath him. "Please diaper me, Heidi!! Please
diaper me! I need diapers! I need diapers!"
Marvin then suddenly awakened, having recalled the last part of
his dream. He could still hear himself shouting "Please diaper me!" He
was in a cold sweat and he was trembling.
Marvin sat up for a moment and looked down at his thickly diapered
crotch, just to make sure that he was still in diapers. Unlike the
diapers he had on at the beginning of the dream, his diapers were
wonderfully wet and poopy, too. The smell of his poop assured Marvin
that he was the diaper boy that he knew he always was and always would
be. He looked around the room and stared at the wallpaper. The teddy
bears, all smiling so happily and wearing their diapers, assured Marvin
that his bedroom hadn't changed overnight. He was still in his crib and
Max was still in his, along with the other boys who were each sharing
their cribs. The diaper cabinet was still there, standing tall and,
Marvin hoped, still packed full of diapers.
Marvin mulled over the dream he had awakened from as he tried to
get relaxed again. He continued to sit up for a moment, noting that it
was daylight outside. He looked at his clock, which read 8:30 AM. All of
the other boys were still asleep. Ryan was lying down, snuggled up on
his side of the crib next to Marvin. Marvin pulled the covers back to
see that Ryan was very thickly diapered, which he was, of course.
"Holy shit," Marvin mumbled to himself as he thought back to the
dream. Apparently, Mitchell had been lying awake, too.
"What's the matter?" Mitchell asked Marvin.
"Man, I had the strangest dream!" Marvin said. "It was like, I
didn't need diapers anymore, and then I didn't want to wear them, and
then Heidi, she was making us into big boys, and then she was having us
wear diapers again, and then I was peeing and pooping out of control and
shouting for Heidi to come diaper me! It was really weird!"
"You were talking in your sleep," Mitchell commented. "You kept
saying 'diaper me, diaper me.'"
"Really?" Marvin said. "I know I was shouting it in my dream."
Marvin then got out of his crib and left Ryan there to continue
sleeping. He went over to Max's crib and pulled back the covers. Marvin
knew that he had awakened to reality again, but still, he felt he just
had to check, just to be sure. Max was lying there in his usual sleeping
position, on his stomach with his diapered butt sticking up and his legs
spread apart by the enormous diapers. Tommy was lying next to him in a
similar fashion with his legs likewise kept apart by the diapers. Their
legs were crossed over each other and they even had their arms up
against each other.
"I'm going downstairs," Marvin said to Mitchell. Marvin walked
past the bathroom and looked in. He looked at the toilet, knowing that,
unlike in his dream, he would never, ever use it. He went down the
stairs, recalling the parts of the dream where they were out of
proportion. The house was cheery and brightly lit. The computer was the
same system they had always had. Marvin could hear the three girls
laughing and giggling. He knew his mother and father had left that
morning to run some errands for getting the new building out back set
up. Their absence made Marvin recall this portion of his dream in which
they were unaccounted for.
Heidi, Nancy and Lani were all in the kitchen, each of them eating
a bowl of cereal.
"Morning," Heidi said as she sat there in her nightgown. "You look
tired."
"I am," Marvin said.
"You guys were up really late," Nancy said. "I thought after the
movie, you guys were all out and looked like you'd go right to sleep."
"Yeah, we could hear you talking," Lani said.
"Oh?" Marvin asked.
"Yeah, you were talking about some girl putting you in diapers."
"You heard all that?" Marvin asked.
Lani then started giggling.
"Not only that, but we were listening in on you through the door!"
"Oh, okay," Marvin said.
"It's no big secret," Heidi said. "I know how he feels about
wearing diapers."
"I had such a weird dream last night," Marvin said to the girls.
As they ate their cereal, Marvin explained it the best he could.
"Well, I can totally assure you, Marvin, that I would *never* be
like that!" Heidi said firmly. "I'd be missing out on a lot of fun if
you two stopped wearing diapers, and I know THAT will NEVER happen! And
I also know you and Max would never want do anything like that, either,
if you could."
"Want some breakfast?" Nancy asked Marvin.
"Sure," Marvin said.
"Well, get your butt on your high chair and I'll feed you!" Heidi
said. As Marvin climbed into his high chair, Heidi patted him on the
behind.
"How are those diapers doing?" she asked him as he sat down and
felt the gooey globs of poop squishing between his butt and his diapers.
"Wet and stinky, like a diaper boy like me ought to be wearing!"
Marvin said to assert his feelings about wearing diapers.
"You don't need to convince me of that," Heidi said, "just because
you had a dream about you not wearing diapers."
Heidi then offered Marvin his choice of cereals. He decided to go
with the Fruity Pebbles. He was glad to see that they were normal-sized
pieces of cereal as he recalled the giant Froot Loops he had eaten in
the dream. Heidi fed him and gave him a baby bottle filled with orange
juice. What a nice return to reality, Marvin thought to himself as he
joyfully sucked on the bottle and taking in the tangy orange juice.
The other boys filed into the kitchen, most of them in wet and
poopy diapers. Ryan had just soiled his diapers after he had awakened.
As Mitchell had been changed late the night before, only he was in
diapers that were only wet. The other four boys were still in the same
diapers that they had been wearing since early the previous evening.
"Who needs a change now?" Heidi asked the boys.
"Me!" came a round of voices.
"Who's gonna win the contest?" Lani asked them.
"Me!" came the same round of voices.
"Then who really needs to be changed?" Lani asked.
The four remaining "eligible" boys looked at each other, hoping
that one of them would drop out of the contest and ask to be changed.
Carl decided he couldn't stand the itching and burning he was feeling on
his buttocks and throughout his crotch.
"I'm getting a rash," Carl complained. "I'm afraid I'm out of the
contest," he conceded.
Mitchell was disappointed, hoping Carl would stick it out so that
he could at least borrow some of Carl's new "Deidies" diapers and wear
them, but now this wasn't going to happen. It was down to Tommy, Marvin
and Max.
Max and Tommy got into the high chairs to be fed their breakfasts
and given their orange juice, served in bottles, of course. Carl,
Mitchell and Ryan opted to sit at the table, though their orange juice
was still served in bottles.
"Did you put anything in this orange juice?" Carl asked Heidi as
the taste led him to suspect that his orange juice had been "doctored."
"Why do you think we have you wear such thick diapers?" Heidi
asked him.
"Okay," Carl said as he figured out what Heidi's response meant.
"It's only fair, since Marvin and Max pee and poop all the time
and they have no control of their bodily functions," Heidi said.
"Except only in Marvin's dreams," Lani added.
The other boys hadn't heard about the dream that Marvin had the
night before, except for Mitchell, so Marvin quickly went over the
details that he could remember. Max was completely taken aback by
hearing about such a dream that was so antithetical to the story that
Marvin had told them all the night before, before they went to sleep.
The dream was, in fact, antithetical to everything that Marvin and Max
had each felt about wearing diapers all their lives.
"No shit?" Max said.
"Only in our diapers!" Marvin gave his standard reply to this
phrase.
"Speaking of shit in my diapers," Tommy said as Lani was in the
middle of feeding him.
Tommy let another large, smelly pile of crap spill out into his
already well-loaded diapers. His skin was wet and itching, too, and he
figured his own comfort was more important to him than getting some very
thick diapers for free in spite of how much the diapers tempted him.
"Well, it's down to Marvin or Max," Tommy said. "Change me, too,
please."
"Brother against brother," Heidi said.
After the boys were finished with their cereal and had drank their
bottles dry, the ones needing to be changed went upstairs to Marvin's
and Max's room.
"Wow! You'd think there were six boys in here wearing diapers last
night!" Heidi said as she commented on the stronger pee and poop odors
in the room. Carl and Tommy each got up on the changing table. Lani
changed Carl and Nancy changed Tommy. Heidi stood in between them and
helped them both at the same time and brought diapers and other supplies
to them, including some Desitin for the rashes they had developed.
When they were finished, Heidi had a very heavy pail full of
soaked and stinky diapers to carry downstairs with her. Nancy and Lani
stayed in the room to finish piling on and pinning on several diapers on
Carl and Tommy, ensuring that they were sufficiently covered for awhile,
especially since the girls both knew that they would need to be heavily
diapered after drinking additive-laced orange juice.
Marvin and Max were sitting on the couch with their legs widely
spread apart and their diapered crotches exposed, each of their diapers
appearing symmetrical in width and in bulk, much too thick to provide
any indication of the huge messes underneath all the diapers they each
had on. Mitchell and Ryan sat across from each other in each of the
recliners, also exposing their diaper-filled crotches as they sat. The
boys all watched Heidi walk past them as she was carrying the bucketload
of soiled diapers.
Marvin then conferred with Max and told him that he felt that it
wouldn't be fair for either of them to win the diaper endurance contest
since they were both Heidi's brothers and also the most seasoned in
terms of withstanding having soiled diapers on for such an extended
length of time. Marvin also felt that they had plenty of diapers each
and didn't need more, although Marvin couldn't believe that there was
such a thing as having too many diapers. He figured that having the
other boys as his friends was more important to him.
Max didn't agree at first, but he soon conceded and decided that
Marvin was right. Max agreed on one condition, to take one of the
diapers and divide the remaining four among each of the other boys.
Marvin decided this was okay.
When Heidi returned from the washroom, Marvin and Max both asked to be
changed at the same time.
"So it's a tie?" Heidi said. "I see how you two are."
"Well, actually, this is what we decided," Marvin said as he
explained to Heidi what he and Max agreed to do. Heidi admired her
brothers for their generosity and kindness. She took them upstairs to be
changed, enlisting the assistance of Lani and Nancy again. Moments
later, Heidi came back down the stairs with another big load of soiled
diapers. She then went back into the sewing room and gave each of the
guest boys one "Heidies Light" diaper, which she had so named them
because of the one inadvertently missing layer that made them non-
salable. The boys accepted their free diapers and thanked Heidi for
them. She told the four other boys to thank Marvin and Max for being
such kind friends, and so they did.
BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 72
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The long awaited first day of junior high had finally arrived, and
Tommy felt especially nervous having to return to school and wearing
diapers, even though he had gotten used to wearing them by now. It was a
larger school and there would be more kids, many of whom he wouldn't
know, and after enjoying top ranking in the sixth grade at his
elementary school, he was once again back to the bottom. Tommy thought
about these things as his mother changed his cloth diapers from the
night before and put a disposable diaper on him, which he hadn't worn
all summer.
Tommy was first given the opportunity to try putting his own
diaper on since he would be on his own in school, at least in the locker
room for gym class, and he hoped that he wouldn't have to rely on the
nurse to help him, either. Seeing that Tommy was unable to diaper
himself tightly enough, his mother ended up helping him. The disposable
diaper felt different and much thinner than the multiple cloth diapers
he had gotten so used to wearing all day all the time. The feeling of
having pants on for half the day would also take some getting used to
for Tommy.
"Just take your diapers to the nurse's office, just like you did
at your other school," Tommy's mother told him as he stuffed a supply of
disposable diapers into his book bag.
"They'll have a place for you to keep them there, too," his mother
said.
Tommy knew he'd look funny carrying a school bag that was full
since he had no books issued to him yet. He hoped that nobody would
notice or care as he went to the bus stop. After having Nancy join him
on his way to the bus stop for four of the last six school years, he was
on his own now as Nancy, still in grade school, left for her bus after
Tommy. Tommy stood on the corner and met with one kid that he had
recognized, but didn't know closely. He was sort of a nerdy kid, short
and thin. He looked at Tommy's book bag as he set it down.
"Did they give you your books already?" the kid asked Tommy. Tommy
already knew that this year would be a challenge from the way things
were starting out. Tommy just said, "no, why?"
"What do you have that bag for?" the curious kid asked, seeing
that it had more than just a few notebooks, pens and pencils in it.
"It just has some of my stuff in it," Tommy replied, sounding
annoyed at the boy. The nerdy kid then backed off and didn't say another
word to Tommy. Later, two girls who were most likely ninth graders
joined Tommy and the other kid at the bus stop. Another boy then showed
up. He was a kid that Tommy hadn't seen since the fifth grade.
After the bus arrived and Tommy got on, he set his book bag down
on the seat next to him. He could hear the diapers crinkling inside of
it as the jolts and bumps on the bus jostled it around. At one point it
fell into the aisle and made an especially noticeable tell-tale sound,
at least to Tommy as his ears were well-tuned to hearing the sounds of a
diaper's crinkle, though nobody else seemed to notice.
When Tommy picked up the bag, he didn't realize that he had
forgotten to zip it up! When he grabbed the base of the bag from the
floor, three of the diapers had slid out of the opened top and were
laying on the floor of the bus, their whiteness contrasting sharply
against the black surface of the bus' aisle. Very quickly, Tommy
retrieved the diapers and stuffed them back into his bag and zipped it
up. Tommy looked up and looked around at everyone. He felt so nervous,
wondering if anyone had noticed his diapers that had spilled out. The
seat across from him was still empty, but the girls in the seats in
front of him both looked as he picked up the diapers and put them away
so quickly. They then looked up at Tommy and gave him a strange stare.
He could hear the word "diapers" in their conversation afterwards.
Three stops later, the bus arrived at where Marvin had been
waiting to board. When Marvin got to Tommy's seat, Tommy picked up his
bag and set it on his lap so that Marvin could sit next to him. Marvin
was also toting a full book bag that contained a supply of diapers for
him, too.
"Is your bag zipped up?" Tommy asked Marvin.
"Yeah, it is," Marvin answered. "Why?"
"I'll explain it when we get to school," Tommy said.
The bus ride to school was longer now than what it had been when
Tommy and Marvin went to elementary school as the junior high school was
over three miles away. The bus had made a few more stops and picked up
more kids, who nearly filled the bus to its capacity, before it got to
the school. Tommy and Marvin then stepped off the bus and walked towards
the building. Tommy told Marvin about the episode involving his unzipped
book bag on the bus when he had a chance to get away from the throngs of
kids filing into the school.
Tommy and Marvin headed straight for the nurse's office and went
into the back. They each turned in a slip to the nurse that had been
signed by their parents which stated their medical needs. They were then
both directed to a small room much like the room in which they had their
diapers changed at the elementary school.
There was a series of boxes in which they could keep their
diapers. These boxes didn't have any doors on them, however, unlike the
boxes that were used in the elementary school. Because of this, Tommy
and Marvin could see all the diapers that other kids had already brought
in that morning. Two of them even had cloth diapers folded up and
stuffed in the boxes. This looked unusual to both Marvin and Tommy since
the school recommended that only disposable diapers be used. About half
of the boxes were already occupied with diapers. Tommy and Marvin could
see that they each had the thickest diapers of all as they looked over
the other diapers that had been left there. Two other kids appeared to
use diapers that were about as thick as Tommy's and Marvin's diapers.
As Tommy and Marvin left from the nurse's office, two other boys
were seen handing slips to the nurse. They were also carrying book bags
that appeared to be quite full. As Tommy and Marvin each had developed
an acuity for detecting the sound of diapers underneath one's pants,
they both knew that these two boys both had diapers on.
"Well, even in junior high, we're not the only ones," Marvin
commented as he thought about the two boys and the occupancy of the
other boxes in the nurse's office.
Tommy and Marvin then went down the hallway and located their
lockers which were next to each other, mainly to test their
combinations. They then arranged to meet at the cafeteria entrance at
lunchtime. They then split off to run to each of their first classes
before the tardy bell rang.
Max was now alone without his older brother in school for the
first time, being that he was still in grade school and in the fifth
grade along with Nancy, who was also without her older brother. They
both had the same class together and were friends from each of their
older brothers being friends. Max had always hung around with Marvin at
school and they got along well enough to be friends. Max now didn't have
any close male friends other than some boys that he had talked to and
only knew at the new school since he and his family moved. He missed
having his older brother around, and the kids laughed at him for having
Nancy as a "girlfriend." Max knew that he would have to find someone
that he liked and trusted enough.
Max went through recess and played on the swings and the seesaw
with Nancy and Dee Anne. As Max had shorts on, Nancy could see through
Max's leg openings that his diaper was showing. She wondered if anyone
else would notice it, especially since when he got off the swings and
returned to class, his shirt had ridden up and his diaper was showing
above his shorts. Nancy quietly told him that his "you-know-what" was
showing. Max acted upon this and pulled his shirt down. In the middle of
class, Max got up and left the room. Only Nancy knew exactly why he got
to leave like this.
Tommy went through his classes, starting with Social Studies, one
of his weaker classes from his experiences and his lack of interest in
history. His second class was Drawing and Painting, and was glad to see
that he had Carl there with him. Tommy wanted to improve his drawing
skills so that, away from class, he could draw and paint pictures of
boys in diapers for the diaper stories that he had been working on. Carl
took the class for the same reason, plus the fact that he enjoyed
drawing anyway. Carl's writing skills were poor, so he couldn't do
stories very easily like he wanted to, so he chose to build upon his
artistic strengths instead and express his feelings about wearing
diapers in a visual manner, though he would not do this in the class, of
course.
Tommy was curious to see whether or not Carl had decided to come
to school in diapers. Tommy, who was sitting next to Carl, dropped his
pencil on purpose so that when he bent down to pick it up, he'd have a
chance to look at the back of Carl's pants, hoping to see if something
was showing. The red and black stripes that he saw on his underpants
confirmed that Carl decided not to try wearing diapers to school, and
Tommy could understand why, though he was still hoping that Carl would
at least try it.
Tommy's third period class was Data Processing, which he felt was
a guaranteed "A" since he already knew so much about computers. He had
Ryan in this class, so he was glad to know that he wasn't alone, and
since it looked like it would be an easy class with a cool teacher, he
hoped to have some fun by having Ryan there. Tommy could tell by the
bulge in Ryan's pants that he had a diaper on. He didn't know whether to
tell Ryan how much his diaper showed through his pants since Ryan was so
sensitive about things like this.
Tommy's next class was Life Science. As he walked into the
classroom he saw Karen, the girl that he saw over the summer when he was
out with Marvin and Max on their bikes, all of them in just their
diapers. He felt embarrassed as he thought about the fact that this girl
had seen him in diapers. In spite of this, he said "hello" to her and
she said "hi" back to him. She didn't appear to be interested in talking
to him more as she turned to her other friends who were in the class
with her. Tommy felt disappointed.
Tommy's next class was English, and he didn't like his teacher
very well and didn't know anybody in the class. He was hungry by then
and he looked forward to lunch. At lunchtime, Tommy and Marvin met at
the cafeteria entrance like they had agreed upon. Tommy had also told
Ryan and Carl to join them there. Mitchell was there with Marvin, too,
when Tommy arrived. They got into the lunch line and waited along with
dozens of other kids to be served. Carl and Mitchell had their own
lunches and had already sat down to eat. The food looked surprisingly
good for a school cafeteria and it also offered selections that hadn't
been available at the elementary school. Tommy, Marvin and Ryan then
joined Carl and Mitchell.
Ryan, Carl and Mitchell carried on a conversation of their own
while Tommy and Marvin conversed about their first day in junior high.
"So how are your classes?" Tommy asked Marvin.
"I hate my English teacher," Marvin grumbled, having just been
dismissed from her class. "Her name's Mrs. Carlson, she's a bitch. She
gave us a big homework assignment already."
"I don't like my English teacher, either," Tommy said. "I think
all English teachers are mean and grouchy for some reason."
"Heidi warned me about Mrs. Carlson and said she had her for
English when she was here," Marvin said. "She won't allow any talking or
anything whatsoever. Me and Mitchell got busted for talking. Then this
one kid farted, and of course everyone laughed and she yelled at us for
it. Heidi barely passed her class, too, and Heidi usually gets A's and
B's."
"You know those girls we saw last summer when we were out riding
our bikes in our-- 'shorts?'" Tommy said, making it obvious to Marvin
what he really meant by the word "shorts."
"Yeah, Judy's in my Social Studies class," Marvin said. What was
the other one's name?"
"Karen," Tommy said. "She's in my Life Science class."
"Did you talk to her?" Marvin asked.
"Just a little, I said 'hi' to her, and she said 'hi' back, but I
don't think she really remembered me."
"We were in our 'shorts' when she saw us," Marvin said, using the
now-established code word for "diapers."
"I doubt that she'd not remember you."
"Speaking of your 'shorts', how are they?" Marvin asked Tommy.
"I need go to the bathroom," Tommy said. Marvin, of course, also
understood that Tommy really didn't mean the bathroom. Both boys had
peed and pooped their diapers by then and wanted to get changed before
the smell got any more noticeable than it already was. The other boys
had gotten in the conversation and they all decided to go outside so
they could talk more about their common interests, albeit such interests
being a need as well for three of the five boys.
They all went down to the nurse's office. Carl and Mitchell,
wishing that they were wearing diapers, too, went into the bathroom and
took care of their bodily emissions while Tommy, Marvin and Ryan had
already released theirs into their diapers and now needed a change. As
the three boys had all seen each other in diapers many times, they all
went into the changing room together.
Ryan reached for his diapers first. Just as Tommy and Marvin had
noted, these were some of the diapers that Tommy and Marvin had noticed
as being some of the thicker ones.
"We looked at those this morning when we came in," Marvin
commented. "What brand are they?"
"I don't know, my Mom bought them somewhere. They work pretty
well, I tried them out yesterday and tested them. I didn't want to find
out the hard way, in case they didn't hold."
"I think those will do for awhile," Marvin said expertly. "I can
tell a good diaper just by looking at it."
The three boys each removed their diapers, but only Marvin and
Tommy had pooped in theirs. Ryan had wet his quite a bit, however."
"You guys poop your diapers in school?" Ryan said.
"Like we have any control over it," Marvin said.
"I've been needing to poop, but I've always avoided doing it in
school," Ryan said.
"Well, this is private here, and there is a toilet behind that
door, if you want to use it."
Ryan thought for a moment and realized that if he waited too long,
he may end up going in his diapers. He barely felt confident enough to
wear diapers to school at all, but his doctor confirmed that his bladder
was weakening to the point that he could not reliably go around without
a diaper and take a chance wetting his pants, which would be more
embarrassing. Pooping in his diapers was optional, however, that is,
unless Lani or one of the other girls had bundled him up in so many
cloth diapers that he could never get them off as the girls so often
liked to do to him.
As he was at school now and only wearing a single disposable
diaper that could be removed much more easily, Ryan decided that it was
best that he not poop in his diaper at this time. In spite of his wishes
to do otherwise, Ryan walked over to the toilet and closed the door and
sat down on it to take a dump while Marvin and Tommy cleaned themselves
up. They each dropped their diapers into a device that worked like a
Diaper Genie, but could take larger-sized diapers and also had a greater
capacity.
Ryan felt like he was wasting a good poop by going in the toilet,
the first time he had used one in a couple months. He hoped to have at
least one more good dump later on after school, when he could do it in
diapers instead. He wiped his butt and then flushed the toilet.
Ryan came back out of the bathroom carrying the wet diaper that he
had taken off. He saw that both Tommy's and Marvin's bare behinds were
turned to him as they had just finished cleaning themselves up from
their poopy messes. The rashes that they had gotten from the diaper-
wearing endurance contest they had over the weekend could be seen. Ryan
instantly felt aroused and saw his dick get hard as he looked at his two
naked friends from behind, and he felt more and more certain that he was
gay. He was embarrassed to let the other two boys see that he was erect,
even though both Tommy and Max also had hard-ons. Ryan deposited his
diaper in the container along with Marvin's and Tommy's freshly added
contributions.
Neither Marvin nor Tommy was good at diapering themselves, though
Marvin had diapered Max on occasion. Tommy had little experience
handling diapers and always relied on others to change him. The two boys
decided to diaper each other to ensure that they would have their
diapers on tightly enough. In spite of Tommy's inexperience with
diapering himself and others, he got Marvin's diaper on him tightly
enough.
"Take it from someone with some experience with wearing diapers,"
Marvin said, proud of his lifelong record of being in diapers. "If I say
it's tight enough, then I knew it's tight enough."
Ryan's naked and rash-covered behind was sticking out towards
Tommy and Marvin as he grabbed a diaper of his own and put it on. Marvin
decided to help Ryan get his on. Even though it wasn't intentional,
Marvin felt Ryan's hard-on through his diaper. Ryan enjoyed the
sensation, and if he had the opportunity, would have possibly asked
Marvin to jack him off, but they were at school and had already been in
the changing room for several minutes. The boys then got their pants
back on and left the room. The same two boys they saw this morning were
both waiting outside. They both looked surprised as the three boys all
came out of the room at once.
Carl and Mitchell were outside the nurse's office waiting when
Tommy, Marvin and Ryan came back out.
"Took you guys long enough," Carl remarked. The boys then walked
outside towards the playing field behind the school.
"What do you wanna do?" Marvin asked everyone. "They don't have
playgrounds in junior high, that sucks."
"There's Karen," Marvin pointed out. "Why don't you go talk to
her, Tommy?"
"I don't know," Tommy hesitated. After he stood there for a
moment, he said, "okay, I'll say 'hi' to her again."
Tommy started walking towards Karen when suddenly another boy came
up to her, He had to have been an eighth- or ninth-grader. He was tall
and had a muscular build. Tommy felt intimidated by the other kid and
backed off.
When Tommy went back to his group, he saw that some other kid had
joined the group and he was talking to Mitchell. He looked like one of
Mitchell's old friends, but their conversation was not friendly in the
least.
"So who are these wussies that you're hanging out with now?" the
kid asked Mitchell.
"They're my friends, Rick," Mitchell said.
"These losers?" the kid said as he pointed to Marvin, Tommy and
Ryan.
"I thought you were cool, Mitch, I thought you were cool. I
thought you were my friend."
"Well, if being a bully is your idea of cool, then I guess I'm not
cool," Mitchell replied. "And acting like that won't make me your friend
again."
"You know, Mitch, for someone who should be in the eighth grade
now-- but isn't-- you're quite a wussie, too!" Rick said to him.
"I'd rather be a wussie than a bullying jackass like yourself,"
Mitchell responded in a deadpan tone.
"Really?" Rick said. "Let's see how tough your baby friends are!"
Tommy cringed when he heard Rick refer to him as a "baby friend"
of Marvin's, as if Rick somehow knew that they were wearing diapers.
"You know how to fight, kid?" Rick said as he looked Tommy in the
eye.
"N-no," Tommy responded nervously.
"Well, let's find out. Let me do something to piss you off and
then see what you do."
Tommy backed away.
"Leave me alone!" Tommy said.
"Let's see about giving you a wedgie!" Rick said as he went after
Tommy and pulled up his shirt. Rick then reached for the back of Tommy's
pants, expecting to grab an elastic waistband, but instead, he grabbed a
thick disposable diaper.
"What the hell?" Rick said as he examined the bulky material in
between his thumb and forefinger. "You're wearing a diaper!"
Tommy couldn't believe it. It was only the first day of junior
high school and already he was getting harassed for wearing diapers.
"I suppose your other friends wear them, too!" Rick said. "Let's
take a look!"
Marvin and Ryan backed away.
"You guys wear diapers, too, or you'd let me look!" Ryan said.
"Rick, leave them alone!" Mitchell defended the other three boys.
"What about your brother?" Rick pressed.
"Rick, shove it up your ass!" Carl snapped back.
"You son of a bitch!" Rick lashed out at Carl and took him down to
the ground and struggled with him. The fight only lasted about thirty
seconds before a teacher saw the commotion and came running over to
break up the fight. The teacher talked to the boys and Carl was
determined to be the innocent one and Rick was taken away to see the
principal. The five-minute warning bell then rang and the boys returned
to their classes.
BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 73
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After sitting through the first day of the math class in which
Tommy and Marvin were both placed together, they headed for their last
class of the day, P.E. They had long thought about this class, knowing
what problems they might face by having to undress in front of other
kids and letting their diapers be seen. Ryan was especially nervous
about it.
On the first day, there was an orientation only and nobody had to
dress down until the next day. The class met in the gymnasium and they
sat on the floor and listened to their teacher talk to them about the
activities they would be doing and were given a tour of the other
facilities, such as the weight room. The boys were in one group with
their teacher while the girls, who were in a separate class, were seated
on the other side of the gym. The students were issued gym shorts and
shirts to wear during gym class. Lockers were then assigned.
Tommy, Marvin and Ryan were placed in a row of lockers that was
designated for them and the other boys in the class who wore diapers.
Tommy and Marvin were both surprised to see that there were nine other
boys that wore diapers, at least, their placement in the locker room
indicated this. The two boys that Tommy and Marvin had seen at the
nurse's office were also in the class. They were next to Marvin in the
row of lockers.
As they were trying out their locker combinations, Marvin
introduced himself to them.
"Hi," Marvin said as he looked at the one to his immediate right.
"Uh, hi," the other kid replied. Both he and the other boy barely
looked old enough to pass for sixth graders, let alone seventh graders.
"I'm Marvin, and this is my friend Tommy," Marvin said.
"I'm Ben and this is my brother Billy," the small, short boy said.
"We're twins, not identical, though."
"Yeah, I can see that," Marvin said, being mildly sarcastic. He
looked at the two boys from behind and he could tell they both had
diapers on underneath their shorts. Tommy and Marvin both hoped to get
to know them.
At this time, the teacher, Mr. Lawson, got the twelve boys
together and talked to them privately back out in the gymnasium.
"I'm sure you all know that you're all in this particular P.E.
class for a reason," Mr. Lawson began, "and we place all the students
who have special needs such as yours, in this class. You won't have to
strip all the way down and shower like the others do, and if you need to
take care of something, there's a little room across from your lockers.
If any of the other kids start harassing you guys, just let me know,
because I won't tolerate it from any of them."
By the time the P.E. class ended, the day was over and Marvin and
Tommy could go home. As each of them was given plenty of homework to
start off the year, they each went to their own houses and decided to
get together later in the week.
Tommy only changed his diaper once during the day, and by the time
he got home from school, the diaper that he had put on during lunch was
already well soaked. He decided to wait until Nancy was home from school
to change him. When Nancy came through the door a few minutes later, Dee
Anne was with her. She had been gone off and on throughout the summer
and didn't get to see Nancy as much as she would have liked. She hadn't
been over in awhile and she missed getting to diaper Tommy, so when she
asked Tommy if she could diaper him, he told her that she could.
Tommy went into his room and waited on his changing table for Dee
Anne to come in and strip off his shorts and his diaper, which, because
of its high absorbency, was sagging from the weight of the pee he had
put in it. The materials were puffed out and expanded even more in the
front, a yellow tint ran throughout the front of his diaper. The wetness
indicator wasn't needed as it was quite obvious without the indicator
that Tommy's diaper needed to be changed.
"I forgot how much of a wetter you are," Dee Anne commented as she
pulled away the soaked diaper and smelled the steamy urine wafting up
into her face. She was surprised to see that he was only wet since most
of the time his diapers were filled with poop, too.
"I thought you'd be a stinky-butt by now," Dee Anne commented.
"I pooped in my diaper from this morning," Tommy said.
"Did you change yourself?" Nancy asked Tommy.
"Well, Marvin helped me out," Tommy said. "He helped Ryan get his
on, too."
"I see," Nancy said.
Nancy got out the diapers for Dee Anne to put on Tommy. She
stacked six regular diapers and a Deidies diaper on the changing table
next to Tommy. She also gave Dee Anne a large handful of pins.
"Are you serious?" Dee Anne asked as she question the amount of
diapers she was given to put on Tommy.
"That's how he likes to wear them now," Nancy said. "You should
see what Marvin and Max are wearing these days. I swear they must wear
an entire cotton field at a time, each of them!"
"Wow, this is even more diapers than you were wearing before,
Tommy," Dee Anne commented as she couldn't imagine that anyone would
want to wear so many diapers at a time. She wiped Tommy's skin dry and
was advised to go gentle on him since he was still recovering from the
rash he got from spending so much time unchanged when he was at Marvin's
and Max's house. She enjoyed rubbing the wipes around his large and firm
penis, knowing that he liked this, too.
"You like that?" Dee Anne asked him.
"Yeah, I do," Tommy said, though feeling a bit nervous to express
such feelings to her.
"You really have come a long ways, Tommy," Dee Anne remarked.
"Almost a year ago, you were so much different, you hardly even talked
to me, and I thought this accident you got in on your bike was the end
of you when I find out that you would be wearing diapers because of it.
Now, here I am, getting ready to put you into this big, huge pile of
diapers and enjoying me doing it."
"I'm kind of glad I had that accident," Tommy said. "I really love
wearing diapers."
"That's good, you've adjusted well to your situation."
Dee Anne powdered Tommy up and then began putting diapers on him.
Nancy came back into the room and saw that Dee Anne was being modest
with the pins, sticking only a few in each side of the diaper.
"Use all the pins on him, Dee Anne," Nancy said.
"That's just more you have to take out when you change him," Dee
Anne. "I'll be here all day putting those in."
"He likes it when you really pin them on good, isn't that right,
Tommy?"
"Yeah," he agreed.
"I'll help you, you do one side, I'll do the other."
When they finished the first diaper, Nancy thought of a fun idea.
"Let's put the second diaper on him so that they pin up in the
rear," she said.
Tommy agreed with her idea and thought it would be fun and
exciting to have his diapers pinned up behind him where he knew he
couldn't reach them. It seemed awkward to Tommy as he got on his belly
and let the girls pin the second diaper up so that the pins were running
along his buttocks.
They alternated each diaper so that every other one was pinned on
in reverse. The last diaper, the extra thick Deidies diaper, went on top
of the already bulging stack of diapers that were too thick for Tommy to
close his legs. As this diaper went on even higher than the others, more
pins were used to fasten it on. Tommy was then put into a double set of
plastic pants and he was dismissed, barely able to walk in his massive
diapers.
Tommy didn't want to dive into homework right away, so he sat down
and watched cartoons for about an hour with Nancy and Dee Anne. Nancy
had brought Tommy a baby bottle filled with juice.
"Can I play Mommy?" Dee Anne asked Tommy. Tommy decided to go
along with her request, so he got up and then planted his diapered rear
end on her lap and assumed the position of a baby being given a bottle.
Dee Anne held Tommy and tilted his head up as he nursed on his bottle.
He kept this up until he finished the contents of the bottle. The
cartoons he wanted to watch were almost over, and so was the fun. He
still had his homework to do. At least when he got that finished he
would get on the Internet and check with some of his online friends to
see how their first day at school went.
"Max was kind of bummed out today," Nancy said as she and Dee Anne
sat across the table from him, all of them busy working on their
assignments.
"What was wrong?"
"You and Marvin aren't there at his school anymore, and he's
always stuck with Marvin at lunchtime and he told me didn't have any
really close friends until he met you through Marvin. It's not that he
doesn't like being around me-- he does of course-- but the kids laugh at
me and him because they think I'm his girlfriend and then tell me that
I'm gonna give him cooties."
"They say worse things than that, trust me," Dee Anne said.
"So he's really sensitive about wondering what they would think if
they found out he wears diapers. He never let anyone from his school
come over until he met you, so now he's wanting to find someone that
won't laugh at him for wearing diapers."
"Do you know anybody else at school who does wear diapers?" Tommy
asked Nancy.
"Well, there was this one kid. He was on the teeter-totter with
this one girl, and when he told her that he needed to get down, she
wouldn't let him down. He said he had to go to the bathroom, which is
why the girl kept him up on his end of the board. I saw him get all
fidgety, and then he acted nervous and embarrassed after I detected the
odor. The girl then let him down and laughed at him as he ran off
crying.
As excited as Tommy was to hear about this little story, he was
concerned for the other boy's feelings.
"Why did this girl do this to him?"
"She said that he poops his pants all the time and he always
stinks," Nancy said. "I hardly ever saw him, but now I know why."
"Does he wear diapers?" Tommy asked.
"I don't think he does, at least not in school," Nancy said. "In
fact, I saw his underwear showing."
"He could have been wearing his underwear over his diapers to
cover them up like I used to do," Tommy said.
"It looked like he had three or four pairs on," Nancy added. This
got Tommy's attention.
"I've read stories about kids who've done that when they couldn't
get any real diapers. Some wear twelve pairs or more."
"Well, he probably wanted his pants to fit so he could wear them
to school, so maybe that's why he only had on three or four pairs."
"Are you sure about this?" Tommy asked Nancy, surprised that she
would witness something like this.
"I know he had an accident, I can tell you that, I should know the
smell after changing your diapers for almost a year now. I think his
name is Jeffy. Maybe I can talk to him tomorrow and introduce Max to
him."
Back at Marvin's and Max's house, Heidi and Marvin had gotten home
at about the same time, though on separate buses. The minute Marvin came
in the door he set his book bag down and then took his shorts off. Heidi
could see that Marvin had soaked his diaper rather well as it was
bloated in the front and tinged in yellow.
"It looks like you want me to change your diaper first thing,"
Heidi said. She followed Marvin to his bedroom and took off the heavy,
wet disposable diaper.
"Tommy put this diaper on me," Marvin said.
"It looks like he did a pretty good job," Heidi said as she
noticed that the diaper was taped on tightly as it should have been.
"I helped Tommy with his diaper as well as Ryan's," Marvin said.
"How's Ryan doing?" Heidi asked. "Is he still struggling with
whether he thinks he's gay?"
"He didn't say anything about that today," Marvin replied. "Well,
actually, he did, sort of. He told me after P.E. class that he liked
looking at our butts when we were getting changed."
"I know you'll be there to support him and be his friend, no
matter what," Heidi said as she began putting Marvin into multiple sets
of diapers like he had been waiting all day to be wearing.
"Ahh yes, diapers, real diapers!" Marvin said. "I spent my whole
summer like this and today it felt like I wasn't wearing anything," he
said.
"Well, from the way you soaked that last diaper, you weren't
wearing much of anything," Heidi said. "Good thing those are the heavy
duty kind. Did anybody see your diapers showing?"
"This one kid saw Tommy's diaper when he tried to give him a
wedgie," Marvin said. "Then he came towards me and Ryan to check to see
if we were wearing diapers. When we backed off and wouldn't let him see,
he figured out that we were wearing diapers, too."
"Who is this jerk?" Heidi asked.
"His name's Rick, he used to be a friend of Mitchell's until
Mitchell decided to hang out with us 'wussies' instead. That's what he
called us."
"Well, his attitude is about like your diapers after you've worn
them awhile," Heidi said to Marvin. "It stinks and it needs to be
changed. If he keeps bothering you, let me know."
"Why? What can you do?" Marvin asked.
"I'll find a way," she said. "Nobody will get away with harassing
my brother or his friends because they all wear diapers."
Marvin went downstairs with his books, waddling in the thick
diapers Heidi had just pinned onto him. Marvin decided to get online
first and check his e-mail before diving into his homework right away.
Heidi went in to see if her mother needed help making diapers.
"I'll be okay, dear," her mother said as she was busy stitching up
another diaper to complete an order for six diapers from one kid who
explained in his e-mail that he wanted to wear diapers more than a new
bike and decided to spend all his savings on the diapers. The money for
his order had arrived in nothing larger than a ten dollar bill, and most
of it ones and fives.
"You probably have some homework," Heidi's mother said.
"Yes," Heidi groaned.
"Go ahead and take care of that first, and then check back with me
and I'll see if I still need your help, thanks, sweetie."
Max came in the door at that time.
"How was your day, Max?" Heidi asked him.
"Okay, I guess," he said, sounding somewhat depressed.
"What's wrong?" Heidi asked as she could sense his emotion.
"I guess I really don't have any friends of my own at school now,"
he said. "Tommy and Marvin aren't there anymore, and other than some
kids that I talk to, they aren't really that close of friends."
"What about Nancy?" Heidi asked. "And Dee Anne?"
"Everybody makes fun of me if I go around with them because
they're girls," Max said.
"Typical fifth grade stuff," Heidi said. "I'm sure that there are
some other kids there, I mean, I know you don't want them to know you
wear diapers, but maybe after you get to know someone, you'll trust him
to know that you wear diapers. Maybe he'll want to wear them, too. It
seems like every boy you and Marvin meet either already wears diapers,
should wear diapers but doesn't, yet, as was the case for Ryan, or, they
just like to wear diapers."
"I dunno," Max said. "If I make it so nobody can tell I'm wearing
them, then the others probably do the same thing."
"You say the boxes in the changing room where other kids keep
their diapers were all used last year?"
"Yeah, they even had to bring in some extra boxes this year,"
Marvin said.
"Then there has to be others, others who are in your grade. You'll
find someone, I have faith that you will."
"Thanks, Heidi," Max said as she helped boost his confidence.
"If you're like your brother, that diaper is probably begging to
be changed," Heidi said.
"It is," Max said. Heidi pulled his shorts off and then pulled on
the back of his diaper.
"Oh yeah, the ol' fudge factory's been working overtime back
there!" Heidi said as she noted the volume of poop in Max's diaper.
She followed Marvin up the stairs and looked at his rear end and
thought about the mess that was underneath the pure white surface of the
back of his diaper.
"What was it like to be wearing disposables again?" Heidi asked
Max as she took off the heavily soiled and wet diaper.
"I felt like I was naked today," Max remarked.
"You've been in your super thick diapers all summer, that's why,"
Heidi said as she wiped Max's wet crotch and excited his little penis,
which wasn't really so little once it was erect.
"Marvin said he felt the same way," Heidi added.
"I guess you boys will have to get used to it now that you're back
in school again."
Heidi finished up Max's diapers, putting the usual six to eight
regular diapers on underneath a Deidies diaper. Heidi followed Max
downstairs, where he joined Marvin on the Internet. Marvin was still
reading his e-mail as he had so much of it.
"Well, let's get our homework done," Marvin said as he logged off
and took his books into the kitchen, where he, Max and Heidi sat at the
table. Heidi gave her brothers each a baby bottle of soda and some
potato chips to munch on.
"So what was P.E. class like?" Heidi asked Marvin.
"We didn't strip down today, it was just an orientation."
"Are there others in your class who wear diapers?"
"Counting me, Tommy and Ryan, there's twelve of us on 'diaper
row.'"
"Really, twelve?" Heidi said. "Were Carl and Mitchell there?"
"They're not in this class since they don't wear have to wear
diapers like the rest of us do."
"Are there others in the class besides you and all the other
diaper wearers, or just you?"
"There's other kids, the teacher said he'd make sure they didn't
harass us."
"What about that one kid? The one that was bugging Mitchell?"
"He's not in it, thank God," Marvin said as he opened up his
English homework.
"What did you think of Mrs. Carlson?" Heidi asked Marvin.
"I hate her already!" Marvin said. "I'm glad you warned me about
her."
"See, told you!" Heidi said.
BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 74
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The next day at school proved to be more challenging for Tommy and
his friends as Rick, their new nemesis, had spread the word that Tommy,
Marvin and Ryan all wore diapers. He even went so far as to say that
Carl and Mitchell wear diaper wearers, though Rick had no proof of this.
As what would be expected in a junior high, the kids who
recognized Tommy, Marvin and Ryan from their respective former grade
schools made jokes and comments about them. Girls were not as cruel as
boys, and many of them offered to change them or make them their baby
boys for a day. While many of the girls said these things to be
facetious, some of them were serious about it, though none of the boys
could take them seriously.
It was early in the day, and already there were kids who had come
up to Tommy and Marvin and pantsed them while they were standing at
their lockers, right next to each other. A round of laughter came from
the kids who were passing by and witnessed the incident. Many of them
got a good look at both Tommy's and Marvin's diapered rear ends as they
bent down to pull their shorts back up.
"Dammit, I should have worn my overalls," Tommy thought to
himself, surprised that he wasn't crying over the ordeal, though very
humiliated. Marvin, likewise, projected a stoic exterior, but was also
very embarrassed. It had become known throughout the day that Tommy and
Marvin were both diaper wearers.
Down the hall from Marvin and Tommy was Ryan, who was all alone.
He was next on someone's list to have his pants taken down and his
diapers exposed. Ryan wasn't so able to withhold his emotions and he
began crying as he was laughed at.
"I knew this would happen!" Ryan thought as he began to wonder why
he could enjoy diapers so much at home, yet dislike having them on at
school, wishing that people weren't so insensitive to his medical needs
and assumed he just wore them to be weird.
By the time Tommy got to his Life Science class, just about
everyone who knew who he was, was aware of the fact that he wore
diapers, though many of the kids had no idea who Tommy Olsen was and
didn't think much of it until he was pointed out by others who already
knew him.
During class, lab partners were determined and paired up, each set
of two students remaining as lab partners for the entire semester with a
switchoff to occur after the semester break. Tommy just happened to be
paired up with Karen.
To start everyone off, the class was given a simple lab exercise
that would help everyone to become acquainted with their lab partners.
As expected, one kid from the back of the room saw Tommy and Karen
together.
"So how does it feel to have 'Diaper Boy' as a lab partner?" the
bratty kid said. This earned him a firm reprimand from Miss Walters, the
teacher.
"One more remark like that, young man, and you're going straight
to the principal!" she shouted.
"Well, he does wear diapers!" the kid said.
"You're only acting old enough that *you* should probably be
wearing them!" Miss Waters scolded him. This shut him and the rest of
the class up rather quickly.
Tommy could barely refrain from completely exhibiting the extent
of his embarrassment. Fortunately for Tommy, Karen was understanding of
his situation and well aware of his circumstances, especially since she
had already seen him in his diapers the previous summer.
"Don't listen to them," she said. She tried to be as comforting
and as consoling as she could in the classroom environment. The lab
exercise only lasted fifteen minutes and everyone was back in their
seats to go through the newly issued textbooks and listen to Miss
Walters discuss each chapter that they would be expected to cover over
the next two nine-week terms. During the discussion, Tommy felt his
bowels charge out of his butt and into his diaper, filling up the tight
space inside of it. He felt his poop find its way to the front of his
diaper and his balls were submerged in the soupy, poopy mess.
Tommy knew that he had to be excused to change his diaper. The
smell had already made its way around the room and everyone knew that
Tommy had an accident. Many of the kids, who at first thought that the
other kids were only making a joke about Tommy wearing diapers, were
quickly convinced that he wore diapers for real.
Tommy went up to Mrs. Walters and showed her his special pass that
allowed him to be excused from classes for this purpose. She dismissed
him and let him go down to the changing room. When he got there he
realized that his timing for having a bowel movement coincided with some
of the other kids who were waiting to get into the room.
Two of the kids who were presumably waiting to use the diaper
changing room were older-looking boys, the other one, a seventh grade
boy, in fact, one that Tommy recognized from his P.E. class yesterday.
He expected to eventually run into everyone from his P.E. class here at
the nurse's office at one time or another. As the time seemed to pass
slowly between diaper changes, this gave Tommy time to think.
It was no surprise to Tommy that the kids waiting to change their
diapers were all boys. Everyone that Tommy knew past the age of three
who wore diapers was a boy and everyone who e-mailed him that wore
diapers was also a boy. His notion that mostly boys wear diapers was
further corroborated by his findings that boys typically take longer to
toilet train, the majority of bedwetters are boys, and boys also hold
the majority in cases of encopresis, and in general, seemed to be more
likely to want to wear diapers. He knew that there were girls, too, with
his condition or had other reasons to wear diapers, but from what he had
seen on the Internet, at school, and just within his own observations,
girls were notably absent from wearing diapers as far as he was
concerned. Heidi, Nancy, Dee Anne and Lani were all good examples of
girls who didn't wish to wear diapers, but very much enjoyed putting
diapers on boys and seeing boys wearing and using diapers. Tommy enjoyed
thinking about this as he waited for his turn to go into the changing
room to peel the mushy and stinky diaper off of his behind. This
pleasant thought helped ease the tension that Tommy felt that day and it
reminded him of what made diapers so enjoyable to him.
Tommy went into the vacant room and locked the door. He could
smell the odors of the other diaper changes that had just taken place in
the small room. For the first time, Tommy was completely alone to change
his own diaper. He wished that Heidi or Nancy could help him, even
Marvin, anybody that could get his diaper on him more tightly than he
could diaper himself. Realizing that such help wasn't available, Tommy
knew that he would have to do this himself and hopefully not have his
diaper leak on him.
Tommy spent several minutes getting himself cleaned up. He knew
the class period would end soon and if he didn't hurry, the bell would
ring. He got the diaper out and started taping it on. He tried to get it
to fit tightly, but in spite of his efforts, he couldn't get the diaper
to have the right feel that it had when someone else put it on him. It
was too late to request the nurse's assistance, so he had to make do
with what he had. The diaper felt tight until he got up and felt it
sagging by about half an inch. He figured he was okay for now and he
would have Marvin help him at lunch.
Tommy returned to class with just five minutes left to go. Miss
Walters was still rambling on about class objectives and whatnot. She
handed Tommy a big stack of papers that had been distributed to the rest
of the class. Tommy could see that most of the students were bored and
couldn't wait for the bell to ring. As Tommy sat down, he felt his pants
and diaper hit the chair with a slight, but perceptible lapse before his
bare bottom touched down on the diaper underneath. Tommy knew that if he
wet, it would leak for sure. He decided to go back next period and
adjust it, since his next teacher would have no idea that he had just
been away in the previous class to change himself. He still smelled of
poop odors since he knew he had missed some spots when wiping his own
butt.
Tommy quickly talked to Karen after class before trotting off to
his English class, which was just two doors up the hall. He followed
Karen to her locker and asked her what he had missed in class.
"Nothing, nothing at all," Karen said. "She just went on forever
and basically read the table of contents to us; you didn't miss a
thing."
Tommy then asked Karen if she could join him and his friends in
the cafeteria.
"Sure," she said. "I just hope Tim won't mind," she added.
"Who's Tim?" Tommy asked, feeling uneasy about her mentioning
another boy's name.
"Well, he's my boyfriend-- sort of," she said.
"You have a boyfriend?" Tommy asked, feeling a little
disappointed.
"I met him at the water park last summer," she said.
"Is he that tall kid, with muscles?" Tommy asked.
"We all have muscles," Karen said.
"Yeah, I guess we do, don't we?" Tommy laughed lightly, sensing
that Karen was being a smart-ass.
"I guess that really doesn't mean anything, does it?" Karen said,
knowing that Tim prided himself on his stocky build, which was one of
the things that Karen didn't like about Tim, his constant bragging.
"I guess not," Tommy said. In his thoughts, he added, "especially
since I know I have a few muscles that don't work so well."
"Don't look disappointed," Karen said as she could see that Tommy
was somewhat jealous that Karen was interested in another guy, an
interest that was waning, however. Karen also knew that Tommy was
already sensitive and vulnerable to the teasing he had gotten from the
other kids about his diapers and didn't want his feelings to be hurt any
more.
"It's not like we're really serious, and besides, Tim is trying to
act cool and all, and he's on the football team and he's showing off."
"So, can we be friends?" Tommy asked her.
"Of course," she said as she smiled. "Well, I gotta get to class."
"Meet us at the table right by the door!" Tommy hollered as he was
about to go to his class. He only had two doors to go, but he didn't
even get this far before somebody stopped him. It was Tim.
"Hey kid!" Tim said as he stared down at Tommy. "What you talking
to my girl for?"
"We we're just..."
Tim shoved Tommy back into the wall.
"Listen, wimp. the minute I catch you away from teachers, POW!"
Tim threatened Tommy as the bully shoved his fist towards Tommy's face,
just stopping within a quarter of an inch of Tommy's nose.
Tim then sniffed the air and detected the lingering foul odor that
was coming from Tommy.
"Why don't you go home so your Mommy can change your pants!" Tim
said as he ran ahead to catch his so-called girlfriend. Tommy was shaken
and unsure of how well he could handle being in diapers in junior high,
even though he knew he was not the only one, albeit among just a few
fellow diaper wearers.
Tommy sat through his English class, catching a few stares from
people who knew he was in diapers. Others could tell just from the smell
alone. As the teacher slowly and monotonously lectured, Tommy became
lulled by boredom and couldn't wait for the bell to ring. He had also
wet his diaper once, and from examining the crotch of his shorts, it had
leaked just as he feared. He decided that now was a good time to get his
diaper situation taken care of. He hoped that he could walk to the front
of the class without anyone noticing the front of his shorts being wet.
In spite of this, they still laughed as they could see the back of his
shorts were wet.
Tommy left the room, ignoring the unwanted attention that he was
getting. When he got to the nurse's office, there was no line and nobody
in the room changing.
"Back already?" the nurse commented. She then looked down at
Tommy's shorts.
"Oh dear," she said, now understanding of why Tommy returned so
promptly.
"Uh, can I have some, assistance?" Tommy asked her shyly.
"Why, of course," she said as she opened the door and escorted
Tommy into the room. Tommy had been through this routine before and had
overcome the feelings he had before about stripping down before the
school nurse. As he pulled his shorts off, his diaper sagged even
farther from his crotch from the weight of the contents of his diaper.
Tommy lay down on the hard wooden bench in the room, which wasn't as
comfortable as the padded table he lay down on at his other school.
"Your shorts are wet, can I call your mother or someone to bring
you some dry pants or shorts?" the nurse asked Tommy.
"Sure," Tommy said.
"You might want to keep an extra pair of pants or shorts with you
at school from now on," the nurse advised Tommy.
Tommy then realized that it would be likely be a long wait until
he could get his mother to come to the school and he didn't want to sit
around all lunch hour. He asked the nurse if he could put his wet shorts
on and then walk over to the locker room to get his newly issued gym
shorts.
"Well, I suppose, if that's what you want to do," she said as she
got Tommy's wet and loose diaper off of him. Tommy was still embarrassed
about his erection staring the nurse in her face, but she was used to
seeing boys on both sides of the puberty line with erections during
diaper changes and thought nothing of it, having twelve years of school
nursing experience behind her.
The nurse wiped Tommy's crotch and bottom dry and put a clean and
dry diaper over him and then she taped it up. She performed her work in
lightning-quick swiftness that served to demonstrate her years of
experience as a school nurse. The diaper felt tight around Tommy's
loins, as if Nancy or any of the other girls who often changed Tommy had
diapered him, and unlike the diapering the girls usually performed on
Tommy, he could still put some pants or shorts on, soaked with pee as
they were.
Tommy quickly ran down to the locker room and passed through the
gymnasium, which was empty since the P.E. classes for that period were
all outside. He went in and changed out of his regular shorts and into
the school-issued shorts. He knew he would look funny walking around in
them during lunch and his upcoming math class, but it was better than
wearing wet shorts.
Tommy returned to his English class. Everybody could see that not
only did Tommy change into a different pair of shorts, but that he
apparently had no other choice but to wear his P.E. shorts. The
remainder of the class period passed and then, at last, the lunch bell
rang.
Tommy and the others all met at the table that they had designated
to be their regular meeting place. Everyone was there except for Ryan,
who showed up after telling everyone in a subtle way that he was
changing his diaper.
"Just say 'I was in the bathroom,'" Marvin said to Ryan. We'll all
know what you mean.
"Everybody knows about us now," Ryan complained. "What's it matter
how we say it?"
"Yeah, thanks to that asshole Rick," Marvin said. "You seen him
today?"
"He tried to get in a fight with me again," Mitchell said. "Then a
teacher came and warned him before he did anything."
"I wonder where Karen is," Tommy asked.
"Ooh, Karen!" Carl said. "Is this a GIRLfriend?"
"Well, she's a friend," Tommy said. "Just a friend."
"Sure," Carl said in a joking manner. Tommy scowled at Carl, who
sensed that Tommy wasn't in a very good mood at the moment.
Just then, Tommy looked over to the next row of tables and saw
Karen sitting with Tim. Karen looked at Tommy and acknowledged him, as
if to say, "sorry, Tommy, I really wanted to sit with you, but this jerk
wants me to sit with him, instead."
"She has a boyfriend," Tommy said with a heavy sigh as he pointed
to Karen. "See that tall guy? His name is Tim, and he got mad at me for
talking to Karen."
"They don't like us here, do they?" Marvin remarked.
"I just hope everybody shuts up about us, because we..."
"They think we do the same thing because of what Rick was going
around telling everybody," Mitchell said. "We just don't do it at
school."
"Well, do you suppose we ought to walk around, or stay here?"
Marvin asked everyone. "I'm tired of everyone teasing us."
"Hey, it's the diaper boys!" a kid said as he passed by the table
at which the boys were sitting.
"Ever heard of a toilet?" came another voice shortly afterwards.
"See what I mean?" Marvin said.
"Let's go to the library, nobody will bother us there," Tommy
suggested.
"Aww, man, the library?" Carl remarked. "That's lame."
"Well, it's better than these other guys going after us," Tommy
said.
"What are you supposed to do there, sit there and read books?"
Carl said.
"That's usually what a person does in a library," Ryan remarked in
a deadpan tone.
"Well, I can't read very good," Carl commented, feeling ashamed of
this. "That's why I'm in Basic classes."
"You're in my art class with me," Tommy said. "You can draw a lot
better than I can, that's for sure!"
"That's why I took the drawing class, so I could get a good grade
in something," Carl said. "Maybe sometime I'll bring you the drawings
that I was working on last night," Carl said.
"Not *those* drawings!" Mitchell said to Carl vehemently, knowing
which particular drawings Carl was referring to. "Don't bring them to
school, wait until they come over, or we go to their place or
something!"
"You can draw while we're in the library," Marvin recommended.
"Sure," Carl said.
"We'll meet you there," Marvin said to Mitchell and Carl. "Right
now we have to go to the 'bathroom.'"
Just as Marvin thought his code words were working, some kid who
overheard Marvin say, "what for, diaper boy?" It wasn't just any kid,
but Rick.
"Is someone gonna change you in there?" Rick said.
"Rick, leave us alone!" Marvin pleaded angrily.
"What did we do to you?" Tommy asked, pleading for an explanation.
"It's what your lame-ass friend Mitchell did!" Rick said. "He
hangs out with diaper boys now!"
"Anything wrong with that?" Marvin asked, shaking nervously as he
realized that he had taken the bull by the horns and was now going to
likely have Rick's attention for awhile.
"Yeah, diapers are for BABIES, moron!"
"Would you say mean things about us if we were in wheelchairs?"
Marvin asked.
"What's that gotta do with wearing diapers?" Rick asked.
"Ever think about the possibility that we *have* to wear them?"
Marvin said.
"Oh, really?" Rick said in a sardonic tone. "Did Mommy and Daddy
not potty train you or something?"
"Well, actually..." Marvin was thinking to himself, but he didn't
say anything.
"Tommy had an accident on his bike, if you really want to know."
"Oh yeah!" Rick said. "I remember Mitch telling me about that! I
remember you going around on them crutches! I thought it was pretty damn
funny when I heard about it!"
"You would, Rick," Marvin said. "You would."
"I've gone down that hill on my bike since then," Tommy said. "And
I didn't wreck, either."
"Too late, look what it did to you the first time!" Rick said as
he walked off.
"Asshole!" Marvin grumbled. "Let's go change-- I mean, you know."
Carl and Mitchell got tired of waiting in the library, so they
left and went to the nurse's office where they figured the other three
boys were waiting. Tommy was still outside of the office since he didn't
need to be changed at that time. He told Carl and Mitchell about their
confrontation with Rick.
"I know he'll get suspended for something this year," Mitchell
said. "And it won't be long before it happens."
After Marvin and Ryan got themselves changed into dry diapers, the
lunch period was nearly over. Everyone split off for their next class.
P.E. had come at the end of the day, and Tommy and Marvin knew
that this was the day they would have to undress in front of the other
boys who were also wearing diapers. Tommy was already wearing his gym
shorts and he only had to change his shirt. His other pair of shorts was
sitting in his locker, still wet and now smelling of stale urine, though
such smells and other diaper-related odors were expected when eleven
other boys all in diapers were present.
Tommy couldn't help but to watch the others as they changed,
seeing what kinds of diapers they had on. Most of them were wearing
disposable diapers, some of which had wetness stripes on them, most of
them indicating that they were wet. Ryan was on the endmost locker,
looking embarrassed as he removed his shorts and exposed the high-rising
white diaper that he had on as did the other boys. He quickly put his
gym shorts on.
Marvin was next to Tommy, and next to Marvin were the twin boys,
Ben and Billy. Tommy saw that they were wearing plastic pants over their
diapers, so he wondered if they were wearing cloth diapers. He
remembered seeing two sets of cloth diapers in the boxes in the changing
room and figured that they belonged to Ben and Billy.
The class then went out on the playing field and the coach ran the
boys through several warm-up exercises and then had them run the track.
Tommy figured that he wouldn't be the first crossing the finish line,
and Marvin didn't set any high expectations. Ryan, however, was quite a
sprinter. The two twin boys finished last, right behind Marvin and
Tommy, all of them walking and panting, gasping desperately for some air
as they finished. Tommy felt himself getting dizzy, so he hoped that
P.E. class wouldn't be too rigorous for him.
After performing a series of other exercises, the boys were done
for the day and they returned to the locker room. So far, things went
okay and nobody had made fun of Tommy or Marvin or any one of the twelve
boys for wearing diapers. They went back to their lockers and stripped
down and showered. While none of the boys in what was known as "diaper
row" opted to shower, five of them went into the private changing room,
each of them carrying a clean disposable diaper with them. The twin boys
were the last to go in there to change. They took their bags with them
and went into the room, so it was more apparent to Tommy that they were
wearing cloth diapers.
As Tommy only had to change his shirt and stuff his pee-soaked
shorts in his book bag, he was done quickly, so waited at the door for
Marvin and Ryan. While he was standing there, he saw Ben and Billy come
out of the changing room and took a look at their diapers as they went
past. Tommy took a look at the sides of their diapers and could see
diaper pins showing through their plastic pants. Both Ben and Billy were
wearing diapers like this.
After Marvin and Ryan got dressed, they joined Tommy and the other
boys and waited inside the locker room door for the final bell to ring.
The assistant coach was blocking the door to keep anyone from leaving
early. When the bell rang, everyone charged out of the locker room and
scattered, either to board a bus or walk home.
"Can you come guys come over?" Marvin asked his friends as they
walked to the bus.
"Sure, I can," Tommy said.
"Me, too," Ryan said.
Just as they were halfway up the hallway, they were greeted by
Rick, who was just as obnoxious as expected.
"Have a nice day, diaper boys!" Rick said. Right behind him was
Tim.
"See you later, wimps!" he said rudely.
"It's gonna be a long year," the boys all thought to themselves.
BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 75
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On the next day during recess, Max and Nancy were outside on the
playground, each of them on the seesaw. Dee Anne and another girl were
next to them. As Max straddled his end of the board, Nancy could see his
diaper through the leg of his shorts. As expected, the other kids made
remarks about Max hanging out with girls, as most grade school kids
would do. Derek, the one kid that Max and the rest of the school hated,
was the most persistent.
Nancy wanted to let Max know about this other boy she saw the day
before, and thought that, because of her suspicions that he either might
wear diapers or, at least needed to wear them, that he and Max would be
a good match.
"So, Max," Nancy said as she and Max teetered up and down. "Have
you found any new friends yet?"
"No," he said. "I guess I didn't think about having friends after
being with Marvin all the time at school," he said.
"I think there's someone you should meet," Nancy said to Max.
"Who?" Max asked.
At this point, Nancy and Max stopped. Nancy accidentally let her
weight off of the seesaw too early and Max went down another foot and
half, crashing to the ground, though the impact was softened somewhat by
the thick disposable diaper underneath his shorts.
"Sorry about that," Nancy apologized.
"That's okay," Max said. "You know I'm 'covered' for things like
that."
"Yeah, I guess you are, aren't you?" Nancy said. She told Dee Anne
that she would be back and needed to talk to Max about something.
Mainly, Nancy just wanted to get away from the other girl and some other
kids who she didn't want to be around her when she talked to Max about
the other boy. Dee Anne accepted this and continued playing with the
other girl.
"I saw this kid yesterday that I think would make a good friend
for you," Nancy said. I don't see him, but if I do, I'll point him out."
"Why do you think we'd make good friends?" Max asked. "Do you know
him?"
"No, but I think he pooped his pants yesterday."
"Does he wear diapers?" Max asked Nancy, whispering the word
"diapers."
"I dunno, it looked like he had some extra underwear on, though."
"Really?" Max said. "Is he nice?"
"Well, he's kind of like Tommy was, didn't talk to anyone and
didn't have any friends."
"Kind like me and Marvin were before we met you and Tommy."
"Well, maybe at lunch we'll catch him," Nancy said as she headed
towards the school building to use the bathroom.
"I'll be right back out," Nancy said.
"So Max, who's your girlfriend?" Derek said to Max as he stood
outside alone.
"She's not my girlfriend," Max said, not even making eye contact
with him.
"Then why do you hang out with her?" Derek pressed.
"She's my brother's friend's younger sister," he said. Derek
ignored Max's explanation and continued teasing Max about having a
"girl" friend.
"Okay, she's a girl, and she's a friend, but she's not a
girlfriend!" Max said.
"That doesn't make sense," Derek said.
"Well, you gotta have a brain to understand what it means," Max
said back.
"You gotha haff a brain thoo unnerthand what ith meanth!" the
bratty kid mocked Max before leaving.
Meanwhile, as Nancy was exiting the girl's bathroom, she saw Jeffy
coming out of the boy's bathroom, carrying a plastic bag. He looked
upset. Nancy could only conclude that the bag contained his soiled
underpants and that he just had another accident. When she got back
outside, she told Max that she saw Jeffy.
"I saw Jeffy," Nancy said. "He was coming out of the bathroom. I
think he was changing his underwear in there because he was carrying a
bag and he looked like he was crying."
"Where is he now?"
"I dunno," Nancy said. "Maybe we can catch him!"
Nancy and Max then ran around to the other side of the building
towards the front where they weren't allowed to go. They peeked around
the corner and saw a lady carrying the same plastic bag that Nancy had
seen Jeffy carrying. The lady must have been Jeffy's mother, who had
brought Jeffy some clean underpants to school.
"Poor Jeffy," Nancy said. "I know what he must be going through, I
know Tommy had a hard time dealing with this sort of thing until he met
Marvin, and then you. I think it's your turn now, Max, to help some kid
realize that he's not alone, even if he doesn't wear diapers."
"If I invite him over, I'm sure Heidi would make sure he was in
diapers," Max said.
"So would I," Nancy said as she smiled.
By this time, the bell had rang and everyone had to return to
class. Max had wet his diaper a couple times already, but he never went
to get changed until he either pooped or wet his diaper so much that he
could sense that it was approaching its fluid retention capacity. In
most cases, though, Max produced a bowel movement before wetting the
extra absorbent diapers to the point of saturation, as was the case
about fifteen minutes before lunch. Max knew the routine very well after
having done this over the previous four school years and in
kindergarten. Most kids thought he was diabetic and needed to take his
insulin shots, though some could sense the odor in his pants and also
suspected that the bulge indicated a diaper.
Even after just having attended this particular school for just
one year, Max had known the nurse so well that he could ask her and tell
her just about anything. Likewise, she knew Max quite well as he was
more comfortable to talk to the nurse about wearing diapers than most of
the other kids.
"So how's Marvin doing in junior high?" she asked Max as she
pulled his shorts down and exposed the sagging, wet diaper, loaded down
with poop in the rear.
"He's okay," Max said. "Him and Tommy are in P.E., and they have
to undress in front of others in their diapers," Max said. "But they say
there's about twelve of them who wear diapers, too."
"That's nice," the nurse said. "That is, at least they're not the
only ones."
The nurse then continued cleaning up Max and replacing his stinky,
sodden diaper with a fresh one.
"There you go, Max, you're all done!" the nurse said as she handed
Max his shorts.
"Thanks again," Max politely told the nurse. Just as Max was about
to leave, he turned around and asked the nurse a question.
"Is there a Jeffy that comes in here?" Max asked the nurse.
"Uhh, no, there isn't," the nurse paused as she tried to think of
anyone who had that name who come for diaper changes. "There's a Jimmy,
and a Johnny, but they're both first graders. Any reason you ask?"
"I was just curious," Max said as he returned to class.
Lunch came shortly afterwards. In spite of the remarks the other
kids said to Max and the girls he sat with, he felt that they were his
only real friends at his school, and he was relying on Nancy to help him
meet Jeffy.
"Have you seen Jeffy?" Max asked Nancy.
"I don't know, we'll walk around and find him," Nancy said. "I
think some of the kids know you wear diapers, too," Nancy whispered to
Max.
"Uh oh," Max said. "I knew I should have worn overalls."
"Well, that wouldn't have mattered," Nancy said. "You were kind
of, well, ripe," she said.
"Probably the bean casserole we had last night," Max said. "I
think my Mommy likes to make it because she knows what it does to me and
Marvin."
"As if beans don't do enough to you already make you fart all the
time," Nancy remarked.
After they finished eating their lunch, Max followed Nancy and Dee
Anne throughout the playground to find Jeffy. After walking everywhere
without seeing him, they figured he was in the bathroom, perhaps
changing his soiled underpants. Max even walked into the boys' bathrooms
throughout the school to check. It was the first time ever that Max had
ever gone into any of the bathrooms. He never went into the bathrooms at
the other school he went to before he and his family moved.
No such luck, they figured that Jeffy was just not easy to find.
Finally, Nancy saw Jeffy sitting at the window inside of the library. He
had his head down, apparently reading a book or doing schoolwork.
"Well, do we go in and talk to him?" Max asked. "You can't talk in
a library."
"Well, there's one more recess period, maybe then," Nancy said.
When the last recess period of the day came, Max and Nancy went
out again to search for Jeffy. This time they found him sitting alone
behind the baseball field dugout. He looked surprised when he saw Max
and Nancy show up.
"Hello," Nancy said to the boy.
"Uh, hi," he said. "Who are you?"
"I'm Nancy, and this is Max," Nancy said.
"What are you guys doing here?" the boy asked, skeptical of Max's
and Nancy's intentions.
"You looked lonely and thought you might like someone to talk to,"
Nancy said.
"I don't need to talk to anybody," the boy said as he moped.
"Why's that?" Nancy asked.
"Nobody likes me," he said.
"What makes you think that?" Max asked him.
"Because I have problems," the boy said.
"We all have problems, nobody's perfect," Max said. "Some things
are problems only if you think of them as problems," Max said, alluding
to his need for wearing diapers. Max pulled his shorts down a couple
inches to allow his diaper to be exposed from the waistband. He and
Nancy then sat on the grass across from him, Max sat with his legs open,
hoping that Jeffy would see the diaper he was wearing.
"What's your name?" Max asked him.
"Jeffy," the blonde boy with a bowl haircut said to Max without
looking up. The boy also had buck teeth.
"I think me and you would make good friends," Max said.
"Really?" Jeffy replied, this time looking up at Max. "Why do you
think that?" he asked cynically.
"I just think you're a neat guy," Max said with a smile.
"Do you really mean that?" Jeffy asked Max. "Or are you just
trying to trick me?"
"Trick you?" Max questioned Jeffy.
"Everybody likes to make me think they're my friends, when they
just want to tease me because they know I don't have any friends."
"That sucks," Max said. "I mean, these kids doing that to you. I'd
never do that. I don't really have very many friends, either."
Max could sense that Jeffy was starting to warm up a little now
and apparently, also noticed that Max was wearing what looked to be
thick underwear from Jeffy's view.
"I'm going to catch up with Dee Anne now," Nancy said, seeing that
Max was starting to break the ice with Jeffy.
"You're the first one who's ever wanted to be my friend," Jeffy
said, now smiling a little, shedding a tear of happiness.
"Why didn't want to be your friend?" Max asked him.
"Because of a problem I have," Jeffy said. "I don't really like to
talk about it," he said. Max knew what this particular problem was, but
was respectful enough to not probe into the matter. Max knew that he
would have the chance to reveal his own "problem" soon enough.
"That's okay, I understand," Max said.
"You'll probably find out about it, anyway," Jeffy said.
"I think that not wanting be friends with someone because of a
certain problem they have is wrong," Max said. "To me, that's a problem
more than anything else, having that kind of crappy attitude."
"So, you really want to be my friend?" Jeffy asked Max. Max
extended his hand, and the boys shook hands, commencing their
friendship. There was only two minutes or so left in the recess period,
leaving the boys little time to talk.
"Maybe you can come over with me after school," Max invited him.
"I can't today," Jeffy said. "My Mom's picking me and my little
brother up. I'll ask her, though."
"Find out if she'll let you come over tomorrow," Max asked Jeffy.
"I will," Jeffy said, smiling, surprised that he was suddenly
accepted as a friend.
"See you tomorrow," Max said to him as they parted ways and
returned to their classes.
Max was so excited to tell Marvin and Heidi about the new friend
he had just met, acknowledging Nancy's assistance for introducing the
two. Marvin and Heidi were both happy to hear of this.
"Well, that's another butt to diaper around here!" Heidi said.
"Every boy you guys meet wears diapers! What about Jeffy, does he?"
"Well. no, I don't think he does," Max said. Heidi was actually
surprised since she had gotten used to all of the boys with whom Marvin
and Max associated as being diaper wearers.
"He did poop his pants in school yesterday, though," Max said.
This naturally got both Marvin's and Heidi's attention. Just the mere
mention of a pants-pooping episode made Marvin's penis grow stiff
beneath the heavy bundle of diapers that Heidi had just pinned onto him.
"Then I say bring him over and I'll diaper him!" Heidi said, eager
to have the pleasure of having yet another boy to put diapers on.
"Tell me more about this accident!" Marvin said, just as eager to
meet this boy and hopefully see him get put in several layers of thick
diapers by Heidi when he came over.
"Nancy said he was on the teeter-totter, and this girl kept him up
in the air and wouldn't let him down, and he said he needed to go to the
bathroom and she wouldn't get off, so he ended up pooping his pants. I
think the girl knew that he was gonna poop his pants if she kept him up
in the air long enough. Nancy said she saw him wearing about three or
four pairs of underwear."
"Did Nancy say his underwear was just showing, or did she actually
see him in just his underwear?" Marvin asked, wondering, and hoping that
perhaps Marvin meant the latter of the two.
"She said it was just showing," Max said.
"Is he going to come over anytime?" Marvin asked.
"Tomorrow, as long as his Mommy says he can."
"Then I'll make sure to have some extra diapers ready for him!"
Heidi said. "If he wears his underwear like that, then I'm sure he
wouldn't mind wearing diapers."
When Max went back to school the next day, he met up with Jeffy,
his new friend, on the morning recess.
"What did your Mommy say?" Max asked Jeffy as they went back to
the baseball dugout where they liked to get away from the other kids.
"My Mom said I could come over, but I can't stay for long," Jeffy
said.
"Okay, well, I'm sure you'll get to come over more and more," Max
said. The two boys then talked and got to know each other a little
better.
"Do you have any brothers or sisters?" Max asked Jeffy.
"I have a younger brother, his name is Danny, he's a second
grader, a real brat."
"Any sisters?" Max asked Jeffy.
"Yeah, her name's Kim. She's a sophomore this year."
"SI have an older brother, his name is Marvin," Max said. "I also
have a sister named Heidi. She's a sophomore this year, too. I think
you'd like my brother and sister, in fact, my whole family's pretty
cool. My Daddy's the neatest Daddy around!"
"I don't have a Daddy," Jeffy said. "He died three years ago."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Max said. Max then changed the subject
and talked about some of the things he liked to do and the things he did
over the summer. Max wanted to eventually mention to Jeffy that he wore
diapers, but he didn't want to say anything about it just yet
BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 76
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When lunchtime rolled around, Max and Jeffy got together and ate
at the same table. Kids still teased Max about Nancy, asking him where
his "girlfriend" was.
"Why do they keep teasing you about your girlfriend?" Jeffy asked
Max.
"Well, before I met you, she was about the only friend I had here.
My brother is in junior high now, so I don't have him to hang out with
anymore."
"You hang out with your brother?" Jeffy questioned.
"Actually, yes, me and him get along really good, and so does my
sister. My Daddy thinks we're a model family which others could learn
from, he tells us this all the time. There are some things that I don't
think most families would do, though," Max said.
"My Mom has to work all the time and most of the time my sister
Kim has to watch over me and Danny. We fight all the time."
"Like what?" Max asked.
"Stupid things, like who gets to watch what on TV, since we only
have one TV, and it's old and doesn't work half the time. I have to
share my bedroom with Danny, and it's small and we don't have a lot of
toys to play with. I never have anything to do or anyplace to go after
school except for home. That's why I'm glad I'm coming over to your
place."
"We'll have fun, I promise," Max assured his new friend.
"Hey look! Max and Jeffy! Stinky-dee and Stinky-dum! What a
match!" Derek said as he passed by the two boys. As Max was starting to
be known for the smell he had created in class the day before.
"Why did they call us those names?" Jeffy asked Max.
"Just because they're mean names, but don't listen to them,
especially Derek. He's a jerk."
Max and Jeffy finished their lunch and left the lunchroom.
"Wanna go to the library?" Jeffy asked Max.
"What do you do there?" Max asked.
"Read, what else?" Jeffy replied.
"Don't you ever stay outside and play or anything like that?" Max
asked Jeffy.
"I kind of like to stay away from the other kids," Jeffy said.
"That's why I was behind the dugout yesterday."
Just as Max and Jeffy walked by some other kids, they pointed to
Max's behind.
"I think Max has a diaper on!" one of the kids said. "Let's go
find out!"
Max and Jeffy continued to walk towards the school building to get
to the library. They were just minding their own business when suddenly,
Max felt his shorts get yanked down, fully exposing his diaper in front
of dozens of other kids. His diaper was already wet and swollen from all
the pee that it had absorbed over the day. Max was embarrassed and Jeffy
was surprised. Max quickly pulled his shorts back up and looked at the
perpetrator.
"What's with the diaper, Max?" the kid said as he laughed among
his colleagues and the other kids who had witnessed the event.
"Knock it off!" Max shouted back.
"Does your Mom-mee change your poo-pee DIA-PERS?!!"
"I'm with you, let's go to the library!" Max said as he and Jeffy
walked away from the scene. They got inside the building and went to the
library.
"I knew that would happen!" Max said, sounding more angry than
embarrassed as he and Jeffy found a table by the window. They looked
outside and saw a teacher disciplining the boy who had been caught
pantsing Max. They obviously couldn't hear the teacher's words, but they
knew this boy was in for some trouble when they saw the teacher
forcefully grab his shirt and drag him into the building. They could
hear the boy crying as he and the teacher escorting him went past the
library's entrance.
"I hope Mr. Barnes nails his butt hard!" Max said as emphatically
as he could get away with in a library.
"I noticed that you were wearing a diaper," Jeffy said to Max,
sounding somewhat nervous. Max didn't intend for Jeffy to know about it
in this particular manner, but now that Jeffy had seen Max's diaper and
was talking about it, Max decided to tell Jeffy more about this.
"Yeah, I wear them," Max said. "So does my brother."
"Really?" Jeffy said. "My Mom and my sister and brother all say
that only babies are supposed to wear diapers."
"Why do they say that?" Max asked Jeffy. "Do they think about
diapers a lot or what?"
"I don't know, I'm sure everybody thinks about diapers at some
time or another. I'm sure it's none of my business why you wear them, so
I won't ask you about them," Jeffy said.
"No, no, it's cool, I like telling people about my diapers, people
that I trust."
"Do you trust me?" Jeffy asked.
"Yeah, I do," Max said honestly.
"I hope I can trust you," Jeffy said to Max.
"Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a thousand diaper pins in my
eye," Max said.
"Well, I was just, you know, thinking," Jeffy stammered. Max tried
to sit patiently, knowing that at this stage, Jeffy was very shy about
discussing such matters. Max was tempted to cut to the chase and mention
that he knew about Jeffy's accident and the way he wore his underwear,
but Max decided to exercise his better judgment, remarkable for a boy
who was not even eleven years old yet. Max felt that Jeffy, like Tommy
and all the others who had become diaper boys, that Jeffy would become
more comfortable with the topic and hopefully learn to enjoy it.
Jeffy then backed off from what he was about to tell Max and
decided to ask him something else.
"You handled those kids pulling your shorts down really good,"
Jeffy said. Max was somewhat disappointed that Jeffy didn't come right
out and tell him about his pooping accident, or perhaps his desire to
wear diapers for them. Still, Max welcomed the opportunity to comment on
Jeffy's remarks about the pantsing episode.
"I've worn them all my life," Max said. "I dealt with the teasing
at the school I went to before we moved, and I figured they'd find out
about it here sooner or later. Most of them don't want to be my friend
anyway, so what do I have to lose? They might as well just know about
it. Sure, they're gonna tease me and call me names, and it hurts, but I
know I'm not alone in dealing with this. My brother wears them and he
gives me a lot of support and encouragement."
At this point, Max and Jeffy were told by the librarian to either
stop talking or leave the library, even though they were only
whispering. They decided to leave and return to the playground since
there was only five minutes left in the lunch period.
As they came out of the library, they saw the same kid who had
yanked down Max's shorts. This time, he looked very somber and subdued.
His face was red and still streaming of tears. He looked at Max,
regretting that he had ever done such a thing to earn him twenty painful
and swiftly delivered swats to his backside.
"Yes!" Max said after the kid stormed out of the building and
returned to the playground.
"I think Mr. Barnes paddled him good!" Max said. "Serves him
right!"
By now, word had gotten around that Max wore diapers. Many of the
other kids teased Max about it, and he tried to ignore them the best he
could. They also teased Jeffy for messing his pants, a reputation that
he had carried since kindergarten, and unlike Max, who had only moved to
another school and had gotten away from his former classmates, Jeffy had
dealt with listening to many of the same kids make fun of him over and
over and over. Jeffy started crying.
"Don't listen to them!" Max said to Jeffy.
"Now you probably know what I was going to tell you," Jeffy said
as he sobbed. "I poop my pants a lot."
"I know," Max said. "I was told about what happened Monday," Max
said. "That's kind of why I thought you and I would make good friends."
Max put his arm around Jeffy to comfort him.
"I poop my pants every day," Max said to Jeffy. actually, I poop
my diapers, and my pants stay clean, if I'm wearing pants at all."
The bell started ringing and Max and Jeffy went off to their
classes, agreeing to meet behind the dugout on the afternoon recess.
"I might be a couple minutes, since I'll probably have to take
care of you-know-what," Max said as he discreetly pointed to his waist
to indicate that he meant his diaper change.
Max had gone longer than he was usually capable of lasting in a
wet diaper since he usually pooped in them before lunch. The moment came
in the middle of a grammar exercise.
"Eddie, give me a sentence with a direct object in it," Mrs.
Lancaster, Max's fifth grade teacher, directed the other student.
"Uh, Max just pooped his pants!" Eddie said. While his example was
correct, the teacher didn't recognize it as this and sent him out of the
classroom. The rest of the class laughed, all except for Nancy, who gave
Max a sympathetic look.
"Max, go ahead and go," Mrs. Lancaster said to him. Max got up and
went to the nurse's office. The kid who had gotten in trouble was
sitting outside the door, waiting for Mrs. Lancaster. He stuck his
tongue out at Max and then flipped him off. Max ignored him.
"The rest of you, SHUT UP!" Mrs. Lancaster shouted. "I was going
to give you only the even exercises tonight, but now I'm giving them
all!"
After a round of "awww"'s and groans filled the classroom, a kid
from the back of the room said, "No way! No fair!"
"Not one more word, young man, or I will give you the next
exercise to do tonight, too!" Mrs. Lancaster threatened. Nancy resented
having to do the extra homework when she knew that she was no part of
the raucous laughter that had erupted. Her teacher could see that Nancy
was completely innocent in this matter and could tell from the look on
Nancy's face that she didn't feel that she deserved the same punishment
as the rest of the class. When the bell rang for recess, Mrs. Lancaster
called Nancy up to her desk.
"Don't worry, I noticed you weren't laughing at that poor boy's
problem, so just do the even exercises tonight," the teacher told Nancy.
"Thanks, Mrs. Lancaster," Nancy said. "Max is my brother's
friend's little brother, he's my friend, too, so I know what it's like
for him."
"I'm sure he appreciates your understanding," Mrs. Lancaster told
Nancy before dismissing her for recess.
Max had left from the nurse's office just in time to meet up with
Jeffy as he was leaving the classroom. The two boys then went straight
to the dugout and went past the kids who were using the baseball field.
As expected, they laughed at Max and Jeffy since they were both known
for pooping themselves in school, and while Max was now known for
wearing diapers, many thought that Jeffy wore them, too, or suggested
that he should wear them.
"How often does this happen to you?" Max asked Jeffy, being
careful to avoid key words that would embarrass Jeffy even more.
"I did it about five or six times last year," Jeffy said. "My Mom
thinks I'm gonna grow out of it, but I haven't, and I don't think I ever
will. She thinks it's because I was forced through toilet training."
"You wanna know something?" Max said to Jeffy.
"What's that?" Jeffy asked.
"I was never toilet trained at all, and neither was my brother."
"You serious?" Jeffy asked, incredulous of Max's statement.
"You mean, you've just been in diapers the whole time? Why?"
"My Mommy and Daddy raised us this way," Max said.
"My gosh!" Jeffy exclaimed. "And you said you have cool parents?"
"Yeah, I do! To be honest with you, me and Marvin really like
wearing diapers," Max confessed.
"You like wearing them?" Jeffy asked.
"We've grown up with it and learned to enjoy it," Max said. "Just
wondering-- and you don't have to answer if you don't want to-- but do
you wear diapers?"
"Well, sort of," Jeffy explained. He looked around to each side of
them and then told Max to look quickly. Jeffy pulled his shorts down and
let Max see what turned out to be six pairs of underpants, the amount he
usually wore. He quickly demonstrated this by pulling back his
waistbands and snapping them back onto his waist, each of them bearing
various stripe patterns.
"This is what I have to wear in case I poop my pants," Jeffy said.
"Just wondering, why don't you just wear regular diapers?" Max
asked him.
"Well, for one thing, my Mom thinks diapers are for babies," Jeffy
said. ",and it's not like I poop my pants all the time, and I can still
pee okay. I asked my Mom about diapers and she just said 'use your
underwear like you've been doing.' I suppose I'm the only one who does
this."
"You'd be surprised," Max assured him.
"How do you know?" Jeffy asked Max.
"The Internet," Max answered. "I talk to people all the time, boys
like me who wear diapers, there's thousands of us! Maybe millions."
"Really?" Jeffy said, curious to find out more about this. "We
don't have a computer, except an old 286 or something that Mom picked up
at a yard sale this summer. We can't get on the Internet with it."
"I'll show you some web sites when we go to my house today," Max
promised Jeffy. The bell rang and the boys returned to their classes,
each of them impatiently waiting for the final dismissal bell to ring.
BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 77
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After school had let out, Max and Jeffy headed straight for the
bus and hopped aboard with about five dozen other kids. As expected,
just about everyone knew by now that Max wore diapers and was now
friends with a known pants-pooper in the school, so the kids thought
that Max and Jeffy would make perfect friends, though in a mocking sort
of way.
"Look, now we have *two* pants poopers on the bus!"
"Better put all the windows down, peeeeheeeww!!" another kid said
as he went around and opened all the closed windows, causing the rest of
the kids to laugh.
"I don't poop in my pants," Max said.
"Oh yeah? Then why do you wear diapers?"
"Exactly," Max said as he turned back around and ignored the other
kids, some of whom didn't understand what Max meant.
"Since I wear diapers, I don't poop my pants," Max explained to
Jeffy.
"Ever heard of a toilet?" another kid asked. Max chose to ignore
them until they shut up. The bus ride was fairly short, fortunately, as
was the walk from the bus stop to Max's house. Jeffy felt overwhelmed to
see that Max lived in a more affluent neighborhood than his own, which
was a mobile home park. Even more impressive to Jeffy was the house
itself, two stories, a large, green and well-maintained lawn, and he
wasn't even inside yet.
By this time, Marvin and Heidi had each gotten home from school.
As expected, they were both upstairs, where Marvin was in his bedroom
getting diapered by Heidi, the first thing she always did to Marvin when
he got home from school.
Jeffy looked around the house, seeing all the things that they had
in their house. It made Jeffy feel envious that Max had a more well-to-
do family. They had an entertainment center and a computer, and the
furniture and wall hangings didn't appear to have come from a second-
hand store, either.
"C'mon, I'll show you my room," Max said as he led Jeffy up the
stairs and into his bedroom.
When Jeffy entered, he was surprised to see that the room had a
nursery motif to it, plus the fact that there were two cribs. Most of
all, Jeffy was surprised to see Marvin lying on the changing table with
Heidi standing before him, putting several thick diapers on him. Jeffy
could smell the mixture of powder, pee and poop throughout the room. For
a moment, Jeffy thought that Heidi might be the boys' mother and she
looked extraordinarily young, but then Jeffy realized that Heidi was
Marvin's and Max's older sister.
"Oh hi guys!" Heidi said to Max and Jeffy as she was busy pinning
up Marvin's diapers.
"Uh, hello," Jeffy said.
"You must be Jeffy," Heidi said to the boy as she smiled. She was
especially charmed by his buck teeth.
"Yeah," he said, feeling nervous and awkward. He didn't expect to
see their bedroom like this, and he certainly didn't expect to see a
girl diapering one of her brothers.
"Kind of a different first impression, huh?" Heidi said to Jeffy
as she saw that he was looking at Marvin, who was already heavily
diapered and still getting more diapers put on him. He had never seen
cloth diapers used on anyone before, but he knew they existed. Jeffy
couldn't help but to develop a hard-on as he looked at Marvin's diapers
bulging out from his crotch so much.
"This is my brother Marvin and my sister Heidi," Max introduced
the two.
"I'd shake your hand, but until I wash up, you way want to wait.
I'm in the middle of a diaper change," Heidi said to Jeffy.
"I'm sure Max told you about us," Heidi said to Jeffy.
"Actually, he found out when some kid yanked my shorts down in
school today," Max said.
"Aww, who did that?" Heidi asked Max. "Was it Derek?"
"Some kid, I don't know his name," Max said. "Mr. Barnes spanked
him, at least I think he did, because this kid was really crying when he
left the principal's office."
"If he keeps it up, let me know," Heidi said.
"What can you do about it?" Max asked Heidi.
"I got ideas," Heidi said with a satisfied expression on her face,
hinting an evil tone in her voice. "I'll have Nancy take care of him for
you if she needs to."
When Heidi finished diapering Marvin, he got off the changing
table and waddled towards the door. Jeffy kept staring at Marvin's
stocking feet and bare legs, and then the big, thick bunch of diapers he
had on, first getting a frontal view of them as they went up past his
stomach, and then a rear view. Jeffy thought his underpants made him
look like he had a diaper on, but never had he seen an older boy in real
diapers, cloth or otherwise, especially since Marvin's diapers were so
big and extraordinarily thick, especially in the butt, plus the fact
that he had a couple pairs of plastic pants on over them. Jeffy figured
that Marvin's diapers were the equivalent in thickness of sixty pairs of
underwear worn together, ten times the amount he usually wore.
"Do cloth diapers normally have to be that thick?" Jeffy asked
Heidi.
"They don't have to be, that's just how we do it around here,
right, boys?"
"That's right," Marvin answered as he proudly showed off the thick
diapers he had on.
"Come on down," Marvin said to Jeffy. "Max will be done in just a
few minutes."
"Oh, do you want me to leave?" Jeffy asked Max.
"No, no, you don't have to leave," Max said. "It doesn't really
matter to me or Marvin since we're always in just our diapers anyway,
and Heidi changes us most of the time. You can stay in here if you
want."
Jeffy wasn't sure what to do. His little penis inside his shorts
and his six pairs of underpants had gotten big after watching Marvin get
changed and then strut past him in his thick, white diapers. He knew
that most kids would probably want privacy in a situation like this, but
Max was obviously more comfortable with being watched while he had his
diapers changed than most.
"You sure I can stay?" Jeffy asked as he was now wanting to watch.
"Of course, you're next!" Heidi said to him.
"What, me?" Jeffy asked, sounding very surprised. "But, I don't--"
"Max told me all about you," Heidi said.
"He did?" Jeffy asked.
"But that's okay, did he tell you I like diapering you boys?"
"Yeah," Jeffy said, sounding nervous. "I didn't think he really
meant it."
"He meant it," Heidi said. "If you don't want me to diaper you,
that's fine. I just thought you might try wearing them, since you
already do, in a way."
"Max told you about that, too?" Jeffy asked Heidi.
"Wearing several pairs of underpants? Yes, he did. Those work
okay, if you're just pooping, but my brothers pee and poop, they can't
control it, so they wear diapers all the time."
"You really like to do this to Max and Marvin?", Jeffy asked
Heidi, who carried on the conversation as she was taking off Max's very
wet disposable diaper.
"Oh yes, it's fun!" Heidi said. She then turned to Max and said,
"you must have been changed after lunch; you're only wet."
"I was, right before the last recess," Max said.
"How did she know?" Jeffy asked Max. Heidi answered, however.
"If he's changed before lunch, then he's almost always poopy by
now," she said.
"Why do you like doing this?" Jeffy asked Heidi. He was curious,
both in his mind and in between his legs.
"I thought it was fun to change my brothers' diapers when I was
little, and it made me feel good when I did it, so Mom let me change
them, and I've done it ever since. Marvin was only five years old and
Max was only three. Mom told me that boys take longer to toilet train,
so I assumed that all boys at five were still in diapers, and there were
kids in school then who I knew wore diapers, and they were all boys,
too. So I guess I felt that it made me feel superior somehow, to be a
girl, since I was potty trained at two and I didn't have to wear diapers
like my brothers did. Of course I found out that boys do eventually
potty train, too, just later. My brothers were never potty trained,
though, which is good, because Marvin and Max always liked getting their
diapers changed, so I knew they were having fun, and I was having fun.
We still do."
"My sister thinks it's gross," Jeffy said. "She only babysits
older kids and hates it when they have accidents, and she thinks it's
gross when me or my brother have accidents, too."
"Your brother has accidents, too?" Max asked Jeffy, just as Max
was getting his genitals powdered up. Jeffy looked at Max's penis
sticking straight up and he could see just how Max enjoyed being
diapered by his sister.
"Sometimes he does," Jeffy said.
"Bring him over, I'll take care of that problem!" Heidi said.
"He still laughs at me whenever I have an accident, since I have
them more than he does. My sister thinks it's gross and she doesn't like
the smell of poop, especially when it's someone else's, much less having
to wipe it out of someone else's butt."
"I thought it was gross at first," Heidi said, but I still liked
getting to put diapers on Marvin and Max, so I looked forward to doing
this after they got cleaned up, and Mom often helped me with this until
I told her I could do it myself. Of course my brothers were littler back
when I first started diapering them, and as they grew up, I just got
used to cleaning up bigger poops and wiping bigger butts."
Jeffy watched as Heidi as she got out several diapers and folded
them together. He couldn't believe that she liked to use so many diapers
on her two brothers. He then watched Heidi cover up Max's stiff penis
with the diapers. She started pinning the diapers on. Jeffy noticed that
she was also using a lot of diaper pins when it didn't seem like so many
were needed.
"Why all the pins?" Jeffy asked.
"Just something I like to do," Heidi said as she kept fastening
more pins up in Max's diapers.
"I noticed you decided to stay," Heidi remarked to Jeffy.
"I don't know, I just..."
"You wanted to watch him get changed, huh?" Heidi said.
"Well, I don't, that is..."
"I've changed enough boys by now that I know they like to watch
others get their diapers changed, it's natural if you like to wear
diapers to want to see this," Heidi explained.
"I guess I did kind of want to watch," Jeffy admitted and then
apologized. "I'm sorry."
"You don't need to say you're sorry," Max assured him. "I'm glad
you stayed and watched the show."
"I just don't know if it's right to feel this way, you know, when
you wear diapers, or you have an accident, or what."
"Of course, it's normal to feel that way, Jeffy," Max said. "It's
part of being a boy."
"But my sister says I'm supposed to feel this way when I see a
girl, and sometimes I do, but it happens more when I poop my underwear,
when I'm home, and well, sometimes I look at pictures of other boys,
either in their underwear, or in diapers, and I feel like this," Jeffy
opened up some more.
Heidi then stopped for a moment and handed Jeffy one of the
binders that contained Marvin's and Max's collection of diaper
advertisements from various magazines, newspaper clippings, and other
sources, including printouts from the Internet.
"Then you'll enjoy this!" Heidi said as Jeffy took the binder from
her hand. He leaned up against the wall as he looked through it,
intermittently looking back up at Max, as Heidi was still getting him
diapered. A couple minutes later, Max was fully diapered with plastic
pants on him. He hopped into his crib and rolled around on his very
thickly diapered butt and spread his legs open, exposing his crotch. He
then got on his back and then turned back over and showed his butt off
to Jeffy.
"I love diapers!" Max said. "They're so fun to wear! See my thick
diaper butt!" He then started spanking himself to demonstrate the
thickness of his diapers. His hands made a soft "whump" each time he
swatted his own behind. Heidi then went over to him and started tickling
him and playing with him. Now Jeffy was getting more excited, but also
jealous as he saw that Max obviously also got along quite well with his
sister.
"Okay, Jeffy, it's your turn!" Heidi said as she shut the gate to
Max's crib and handed him a pacifier. She also handed him the binder
with diaper advertisements.
"Do you guys act like babies, too?" Jeffy asked. "Your room looks
more like a baby's room, and you guys sleep in cribs!"
"Yeah, it's just part of the fun!" Max said as he momentarily
removed the pacifier from his mouth so that he could talk.
"I don't know how long I can stay here," Jeffy said. "My Mom gets
off work at 6:00."
"Relax, you got plenty of time, it's just before 4:00 now," Heidi
said. "You want me to take your shorts off, or do you want to do it?"
Heidi asked him.
"I dunno," Jeffy said, feeling shy. "I don't like it when Kim sees
me naked."
"Kim, your sister?" Heidi asked for clarification.
"Yeah, it's bad enough she sees me in my underwear since it's all
stained."
"Well, either way, Jeffy, I'm going to have to see you naked if
you want me to diaper you," Heidi said.
"Can I leave my underwear on?" Jeffy asked her.
"Sure, if you don't mind peeing in it and getting it wet," Heidi
said. "You're going to have to wear your underwear when you go home,
unless you want to wear diapers home, though I doubt that, since your
shorts won't fit over them."
"She's seen me and Marvin and lots of other boys naked," Max said
to Jeffy. "You're no different."
"Yep, all boys get stiff the same way!" Heidi said.
Jeffy then slowly removed his shorts and revealed his underwear.
Heidi looked at the multiple waistbands of his briefs spanning across
him, just below his stomach. Heidi pulled on a couple of the waistbands
and saw that he was marginally protecting himself and anything he sat on
or wore from any accidents he might have. She counted six pairs and then
told him to take them off.
Jeffy knew that he was already too far into this to back out, and
he was getting excited about it. He slipped off the first pair and let
it go to his ankles. The seat of his briefs was very badly stained with
a large brown spot embedded into the grayish fabric. He turned around
and Heidi could see his rear end, with the other pairs also tarnished
from his accidents.
"Why don't you wear diapers?" Heidi asked Jeffy.
"My Mom thinks diapers are for babies," Jeffy said. "But now that
I have seen Max and Marvin wearing them, maybe I can tell my Mom that
not just babies wear diapers."
"You can tell them that, though Marvin and Max are still babies in
their own right; take a look at their room."
"She says since I can pee okay, I can use the toilet for that, and
she doesn't want me to start wearing diapers so that I stop using the
toilet completely."
"Do you always poop in your underwear?" Heidi asked Jeffy.
"Not always, and I'm not supposed to, but I do-- sometimes on
purpose."
Jeffy's face turned red as he confessed that some of his accidents
really weren't accidents.
"It's okay," Heidi said, sensing his embarrassment. "I'm glad
you're telling us these things, so you should feel better now."
"I don't know what I'd do if my Mom or Kim or Danny, my brother,
ever found out that I like to do this sometimes. I just do it at home on
purpose, but I still have accidents, too, both at home and school."
"Well, if you want, you can just wear diapers while you're here.
And you can have all the accidents you want!"
At this point, Jeffy was standing before Heidi, facing her again.
He had one pair of briefs on and his penis was sticking straight out,
forming a tent in the fly.
"I can already see it's there, Jeffy," Heidi said as she pointed
to his erection. "You might as well take them off now."
Jeffy slowly removed the last of his underpants. A pile of six
pairs of stained briefs lay on the floor. The last pair showed a nice,
fresh skid mark in the dingy fabric.
"Get your butt up on the changing table!" Heidi told him. He
exposed his naked rear end to Heidi as he got up on the table. He lay
down and assumed the position he would need to be in for Heidi to diaper
him.
Heidi began by rubbing and spreading powder around Jeffy's crotch.
Jeffy was embarrassed that he was having this done to him. At the same
time, Jeffy was enjoying this treatment very much. His already stiff
penis became stiffer as Heidi ran her hand up into his butt crack and
back through his crotch and up to his tender little balls again.
"Now comes the good part," Heidi said as she went to the cabinet
and brought out a thick stack of Max's diapers, including a Deidies,
plus two pairs of plastic pants.
Heidi folded several diapers up and then she stuck them underneath
Jeffy's bottom. She pulled the soft, bulky fabric up tightly into his
crotch and then she brought the sides of his diapers together. She
decided to go easy on the pins since she knew he would want to be
changed fairly quickly by the time his mother showed up. She also tamed
the diapers down a little from what her brothers were wearing, though he
was still going to be very thickly diapered. After she put four regular
diapers on him, she topped them off with the Deidies.
"That's sure a thick diaper!" Jeffy commented as he watched Heidi
prepare it and wrap it over the other diapers he already had on.
"Of course it is," Heidi said. "I designed it."
"You make diapers?" Jeffy asked her.
"I started making diapers, and then it became a business, and
since I'm in school, I don't have time to do it, so my Mom's making them
from my designs now. I'll show you the diaper making room we have
downstairs when we're done."
Heidi fastened up the last of the dozen or so safety pins on the
topmost diaper that Jeffy was wearing. She then got the first of two
pairs of plastic pants ready. Jeffy's jaw dropped when he saw how big
the plastic pants were.
"Kinda big, huh?" Heidi said as she noted Jeffy's amazed facial
expression.
"Am I gonna fit in those?" he asked Heidi.
"They'll be a little snug, but they'll go on," Heidi assured him.
"If you could see how much you were diapered, you'd know why these pants
are so big."
"I can feel it, my butt feels like I'm sitting on a pillow," Jeffy
remarked. "It really bulges from my crotch."
"I didn't even diaper you as much as I did my brothers," Heidi
remarked. "Imagine how they feel in theirs!"
"It feels good!" Max commented as he continued to lie in his crib
and watch Heidi diaper Jeffy. Max had been massaging the front of his
diapers the whole time.
"Been kind of quiet back there, Max," Heidi said to her littlest
brother. "I thought you'd gone to sleep."
"Nope, just watching and enjoying the show," Max said.
Heidi then put the plastic pants on Jeffy. She pulled them up onto
his waist and then pulled them up higher to completely cover his
diapers. She then added the second pair before dismissing Jeffy from the
changing table. When he got down, Heidi gave his butt the customary
swat, which Jeffy wasn't expecting. Max was sitting silently as he
watched and anticipated Heidi swatting Jeffy.
"Hey!" Jeffy said.
"Get used to it," Heidi said. "It's become standard procedure
around here," she smiled.
"Yeah, if you feel it, then it isn't thick enough!" Max said as he
sat open legged on his bed exposing his crotch. He then let out a fart
that his diapers mostly muted, though it was still audible.
"Excuse me!" Max said.
"Keep farting, Max!" Heidi said. "It might freshen up the poop
smell in this room!"
Jeffy then went to the mirror to look at himself in diapers. He
looked at how the diapers covered his entire stomach and stuck out at
the sides from their thickness. He looked at himself from the side and
saw how the padding was bunched up into his crotch and how it cushioned
his butt so nicely. He then turned around and looked at his butt. Not
since he last got new underwear did his butt appear as white as it did
in the diapers he was wearing. They were quite thick, and Jeffy liked
how his behind looked with diapers that were so many times thicker than
his multiple briefs and went so much higher. He then bent over and
looked at his crotch as it solidly bulged out a couple inches or so from
his skin.
"You look good in diapers!" Heidi said as she affectionately
patted him on the behind while he was bent over. Heidi then let Max out
of his crib and she escorted the two boys downstairs. While Max was used
to it, Jeffy had a hard time walking in such thick diapers, much thicker
than any amount of underwear he had ever worn before. He was enjoying it
very much and was already planning to convince his mother to get him
some real diapers now.
BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 78
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Jeffy felt the thick diapers bunched between his legs as he
followed Max and Heidi downstairs. Marvin was at the computer working on
a project that he had started the night before. It was a sign that he
was going to put in a frame and put up in the bathroom. It had a scanned
picture of Marvin and Max standing with each other with a caption that
read:
TOILET SEAT UP? DON'T BLAME US!
"Very cute!" Heidi said as she looked at it on the screen. "Print
it up and I'll put it up in the bathroom."
Heidi then brought out an extra chair for Jeffy to sit on so he
could watch Marvin and Max show him the various web sites they visited
and all the kids they talked to online via e-mail and chat. When Marvin
logged in he checked his e-mail, which had over a dozen new messages.
One of them was from Judy.
Hi Marvin!
Sorry that I haven't talked to you much at school, but I just wanted you
to know I think about you and what you look like in your diapers! Can I
come over and change you? :-) Karen also says hi to you and Tommy. Tell
Tommy not to let Tim bother him. Karen's thinking of breaking up with
him anyway. Well, I got homework to do so I gotta go, bye!
Marvin continued to read through his responses from various
people, including Tammi, the girl in Arizona who saw Marvin and Max when
they visited their aunt and uncle:
Hi Cuteybutts!
How was your summer? I'm back in school now and I hate it! My teachers
are all so mean and they give lots of homework, oh well, I suppose I
should be doing it, huh, and not writing you guys, which is more fun! I
still get to babysit that 7-year-old boy I told you about. He really
likes me now and likes it when I change his diapers and he likes me
because I let him play outside in his diapers and his mom and dad wont
let him. He likes wearing diapers and he hopes he finds a friend who
does, too. There's probably other kids around here like him, since there
are so many of them around where you live.
Tammi's e-mail continued with other details about her summer that
didn't have anything to do with babysitting or diapers, so Marvin
decided to come back to it and read it later. The other messages were
from his other e-mail friends who wrote to him regularly. Jeffy read the
messages and wished that he had a computer that was capable of using the
Internet so that he could start writing people back and forth.
Jeffy was then shown various web sites with stories and pictures.
Jeffy couldn't believe that there were so many people, kids and adults,
who liked to wear diapers, and he was pleased to see that a majority of
them were boys, many of them about his age or a little older. He now
really wished he got to wear diapers himself, and now that he was
wearing diapers for the first time since his aunt used some on him when
he was six, he knew he would never again be as satisfied with just
wearing several pairs of briefs at a time. He couldn't wet in them, for
one thing, which was what he had to do right now.
"I gotta pee," Jeffy said.
"Well, go ahead and pee, you're plenty diapered for it!" Marvin
said, smiling.
"I'm not used to it, I only poop in my underpants, not all the
time, either, just sometimes," Jeffy said. After a moment passed, Jeffy
complained that he still had a hard time getting himself to pee into the
diapers he was wearing.
"Just sit there and relax, think of the sound of a running stream,
or a running faucet."
"It's not working," Jeffy complained.
Max then took Jeffy into the kitchen, where Heidi was filling
three baby bottles of soda for the boys.
"Jeffy can't pee into his diapers, so I'm helping him," Max
explained. Max turned the water on and told Jeffy to listen to it. He
then started urinating. It was a slow trickle, but he was able to empty
his bladder and soak the front of his diapers.
"Here you go, boys!" Heidi said as she handed Max three baby
bottles filled with soda.
"Have a drink!" Max said as he handed one of the bottles to Jeffy.
"You want me to drink out of this?" Jeffy asked as he looked at
the bottle.
"Sure!" Heidi said. Jeffy felt awkward about it, but he agreed to
take the bottle and drink from it if for no other reason than that he
was thirsty. As he took his bottle, he looked at the two large high
chairs in the kitchen.
"Do you and Marvin sit in those?" Jeffy asked Max.
"Just about every time we eat!" Max said.
"I even get to feed them!" Heidi said. "Just like they were
babies!"
Max and Jeffy then returned to the computer, where Marvin had
brought up his and Max's web page to show Jeffy.
"You guys even have a web page, too?" Jeffy asked. "How do you do
it?"
"Easy, just gotta know HTML code or have a good web page editor,
have some pictures and other graphics, and a good story to tell about
yourself, and some other places to go, simple."
Marvin showed Jeffy the stories that he and Max wrote about
themselves as well as some fiction that they had collaborated on. In
addition, they posted their own father's story about his diaper
experiences, which Jeffy was surprised to see. This led to a discussion
about Roger and why he wore diapers. Jeffy looked forward to meeting
Marvin's and Max's father as he sounded like a nice man.
Marvin then showed Jeffy Tommy's web site. It included Tommy's
true story as well as a couple of fictional stories that he also wrote.
Nancy had also written a story about Tommy and his diapers from her
perspective as a younger sister by age, but as an older sister by heart.
Tommy's page also included a story that he helped his cousin Adam write,
as well as a short story about Adam's friend Peter. Jeffy wanted to read
them all, but he only had time to glance over the stories.
"This is our friend Tommy," Marvin showed him as a couple pictures
of Tommy donning his diapers appeared on the screen. "His story explains
how he started wearing diapers and how he met us, and how we helped him
to deal with it and enjoy wearing diapers like we do."
"You know, I think I do enjoy wearing diapers," Jeffy said.
"They're so soft, and comfortable, and, well, I like they way they look
on my butt."
"You're already becoming one of us," Marvin said with a smile.
"Soon you'll be a full-time diaper boy!"
"I'm not sure what my Mom will think of that," Jeffy said. "She
doesn't think I should wear diapers and I can just use my underwear, and
that's just so in case I have an accident, since I'm really not even
supposed to poop in my underwear. If I started wearing diapers and not
going to the bathroom at all, she'd kill me."
"Well, I don't know what to say," Marvin said. "I don't want you
to get in trouble over it. I hope you can work something out."
"You could wreck on your bike like Tommy did," Max suggested
jokingly.
"Or you could get in a car accident like his cousin Adam," Marvin
added.
"Or, you could wet your bed like Ryan did," Max continued.
"Or just get caught with diapers like Carl and Mitchell,"
said Marvin.
"Who are all these other people?" Jeffy asked.
"They're just some others that we know who have started wearing
diapers since we met them," Marvin said. "Whether by choice or by need,
they all like wearing diapers."
"I was thinking of maybe having a few more pooping 'accidents,' or
something like that," Jeffy said.
"Well, since pooping accidents is where your weakness is, maybe
you can use this to your advantage," Marvin suggested. "It sounds like
you have encopresis."
"I do," Jeffy said, being familiar enough with the word. "But my
Mom says I still don't need diapers."
"Maybe I can come over and spend the night with you," Max
suggested.
"Not our house!" Jeffy said. "It's small, and I have a small
bedroom, and I have to share it with my brother Danny, and he's a real
brat!"
"Maybe you can stay over here this do it this weekend," Max
invited Jeffy.
"No, because Labor Day's coming up and we're going up to the
cabin, remember?" Marvin reminded him.
"Oh yeah," Max said, feeling somewhat disappointed. "Maybe he can
go with us there. How does that sound, Jeffy?"
"I'll have to ask my Mom," Jeffy said.
"I'm sure our Mommy and Daddy won't mind," Max said. "Let's go ask
right now!"
At this time, Max got up and decided to show Jeffy the diaper-
making room as well as introduce his mother to Jeffy. Max took Jeffy to
the room and opened the door, where his mother was busy stitching
together some panels for one of the diapers she was making. Jeffy was
nervous about going around in just diapers and a shirt meeting someone
for the first time, though by now he had become more comfortable after
seeing Marvin and Max wearing only diapers and a shirt, too.
"Hi Mommy!" Max said. "This is Jeffy."
"Hi Jeffy, pleased to meet you," Rita greeted the new boy.
"I see Heidi's already gotten to you!" she remarked with a
welcoming grin, seeing that Jeffy was very well diapered. "Pardon the
mess and the clutter in here, this room is just too small, so we're
going to have a building put up in the back yard where we can do all
this work out there."
"Can Jeffy come with us to the cabin this weekend?" Max asked his
mother.
"I'll leave that up to your father, but I'm sure he won't mind,
especially since Tommy can't go because of he's going out of town to see
his aunt and uncle. Just as long as Jeffy's parents say it's okay."
"Parent, just my Mom," Jeffy corrected Rita. "My Dad died a few
years ago."
"Oh gosh, I'm sorry to hear about that, dear," Rita said to Jeffy
as she put her hand on his shoulder.
"You're really nice," Jeffy said to Rita. "Your whole family is
nice."
"Why, thank you," Rita said. "I'm sure you'll like Roger, too,
he's my husband."
"Max says his dad's real cool," Jeffy said. "I hope to meet him."
"He'll be home late tonight, he's got a big project he wants to
finish up at the office before the big weekend. Maybe tomorrow night you
can come over and join us for dinner."
"That'd be nice," Jeffy said. "Thanks."
"You got homework to do?" Max's mother asked him.
"Yeah," Max groaned. "We're just showing Jeffy the Internet, our
web page, stuff like that."
"That's fine, just be sure to get on your homework when Jeffy
leaves."
"My Mom's probably gonna pick me up soon, so I'll be leaving
then," Jeffy said. "I have homework, too."
"Nice meeting you, Jeffy," Rita said as Max and Jeffy returned to
the computer.
"Why don't you take Jeffy back to your room and show him some more
diaper stories?" Marvin suggested to Max. "I'm just gonna sit here and
write back on some of the e-mail before I start my homework."
"Okay," Max said. He led his new friend back into his bedroom.
"Hop on in!" Max said as he invited Jeffy to get into his crib.
Max grabbed a binder full of diaper stories from the Internet, plus the
binder that contained the stories and personal accounts that he and
Marvin had written about themselves. This gave Jeffy the time to read
them at his leisure.
Jeffy picked up one of the binders and thumbed through it. He read
bits and pieces of the stories, overwhelmed to see such an abundance of
written material on the subject of boys who wear diapers. He had only
obscurely understood his feelings that came from having messing
accidents and wearing what he felt was suited to be a diaper. Now that
he was in real diapers and among other boys who had such feelings and
were more open about it, Jeffy was feeling more and more comfortable
with his situation and was thankful that he and Max had come together.
"This is neat!" Jeffy exclaimed. "I'd like to take some of these
stories home with me and read them!" he said.
"Which ones do you like?"
"I dunno, they all look good," Jeffy said. "This first one's
pretty cool!"
"'Diapers Are a Boy's Best Friend,'" Max read the title. "I think
that was one of the first stories me and Max found that we liked."
"Here's another one, 'Addicted to Diapers,' Jeffy read the title
and then continued leafing through the volume. "Let's see, 'Potty Pants
Paul,' "'Shane's Shameful Shitting', 'The Diapered Butts Club', these
all look good!"
"I'll go tell Marvin to start printing some of these for you to
take home!" Max said as he crawled down off of the crib and went
downstairs to talk to Marvin.
"He's definitely one of us!" Max said to Marvin on. "He's really
excited about those diaper stories!"
Marvin and Max gave each other the high five, which, at least in
the privacy of their home, was followed by the "Low Two", which was when
Marvin and Max bumped their diaper-covered behinds up against each
other, the "two" referring to each of their buttocks, albeit wrapped up
in diapers as they very much were.
"Just give him whatever you can print from one of the older disks;
that's what he's reading," Max said.
"Sure, I can do that while I work on my e-mail," Marvin said. "He
probably doesn't want his Mom to see him with these, so I'll print off
just a few for now."
While Max was away and Jeffy was alone in the room, he felt his
hard-on teasing him more and more. While he was still too young to be
able to ejaculate, he was definitely sensing a very powerful sensation
from in between his legs and he felt like rubbing himself through his
diapers. He continued reading the first story as he ran his hand along
the front of his diapers. He was so engrossed in it that he didn't even
hear Max coming back up the stairs. When Max suddenly appeared at the
door, Jeffy stopped and became embarrassed when he realized that he was
caught playing with himself.
"Jeffy, relax, it's okay," Max comforted him.
"I feel so guilty," Jeffy said. "I probably shouldn't do that,
especially since Kim says it will make me grow hairy palms."
"Do you actually believe that?" Max asked Jeffy semi-rhetorically.
"Kim is filling you with shit!" Max said. "That's what diapers are for.
What else has she told you?"
"I dunno, but she says boys aren't supposed to do it."
"Shit!" Max exclaimed. "Don't listen to another word she says
about that! She's going to really have you messed up!"
"So, is it okay if I do that?" Jeffy asked.
"Of course it is!" Max said. "Marvin does that right in front of
me all the time, and I do it, too, but it's supposed to be a lot better
after you get into puberty, because then it really feels good, according
to Marvin."
The two boys sat next to each other and talked about the story as
they read through it.
"So how do you feel now?" Max asked him.
"Better, but I have to keep this a secret from my Mom and Kim, and
especially Danny. The little twerp would probably tell my Mom or
something!"
"Keep your stories hidden, and make sure he's not around when you
read them," Max advised.
Marvin came up the stairs a few minutes later and was carrying a
stack of about twenty sheets of paper.
"Here you go, this ought to be a good start," Marvin said as he
handed Jeffy his copies of the stories. "And believe me, it's a start!
All those binders over there have diaper stories in them," Marvin
pointed. "Those others have pictures in them."
"You're shitting me!" Jeffy gasped as he couldn't believe how much
material Marvin and Max had collected on diapers.
"Well, I just shit myself," Marvin said as he rubbed his bottom,
which was now covered in fresh poop beneath the mass of diapers that
contained it. "You'll just have to shit for yourself!"
While the boys were gathered upstairs in the bedroom, the doorbell
rang.
"Dammit!" Jeffy exclaimed. "My Mom! Already?! Oh no, I don't wanna
get caught wearing these diapers!"
"Here, I'll help you get those diapers off," Marvin offered to
Jeffy. Just as Marvin was pulling down Jeffy's plastic pants, Heidi's
voice rang from the bottom of the stairs.
"Tommy's here!" she hollered.
Marvin then stopped taking the plastic pants off of Jeffy and
pulled them back up onto him.
"Hello," Tommy greeted the other boys. Tommy was carrying his math
book in one hand. He had his big shorts on and it was obvious that he
was heavily diapered from the bulge underneath.
"Tommy, this is Jeffy, Jeffy, meet Tommy," Marvin introduced the
two boys.
"Hi," Jeffy said, feeling awkward as Marvin was still getting his
plastic pants back on him.
"We thought you were Jeffy's Mommy, which is why I started taking
his plastic pants off," Marvin explained.
"Why, is he afraid to be seen wearing them?" Tommy asked.
"My Mom doesn't want me to wear diapers, even though I need them,
and now I want them, too," Jeffy said. He then proceeded to explain the
reasons why his mother didn't want him to wear diapers.
"Well, as you know, Marvin and Max wear diapers, and I wear
diapers," Tommy said. He then took his shorts off and exposed the thick
bundle of cloth diapers that Nancy had put on him after she got home
from school that afternoon.
"See?" Tommy said as he turned around 360 degrees to model his
diapers from all angles.
"I wanted to see if you wanted to do our math assignment
together," Tommy said to Marvin.
"Sure," Marvin said. "I know I've been wanting to get going on it,
but I can't do anything until I check my e-mail."
"Same here," Tommy said. "My Mommy said I could come over and do
homework with you," Tommy said.
"Do you guys always say 'mommy?'" Jeffy asked as he had noticed
that Marvin and Max, and now Tommy, preferred to use such an infantile
method of addressing their parents.
"Yeah, it's just habit," Marvin said. "Tommy's been saying it,
too. Well, Tommy, let's go downstairs and get this assignment done so we
can do some fun stuff afterwards," Marvin said.
Max and Jeffy continued to read their stories for about another
half hour or so. Jeffy then stopped.
"I have to poop all of the sudden," Jeffy said.
"Unless you want to take off those plastic pants and take out all
those diaper pins, on all those diapers, that Heidi put on you, so that
you can get to the toilet-- I'd say you're better off going in the
diapers," Max said. "At least you know when you need to go, I don't, but
I love it anyway!" Max exclaimed as he rolled on his back and kicked his
legs up in the air so joyously and then rubbed himself.
"I'm afraid my Mom's gonna show up and I'll have a diaper full of
poop to clean up," Jeffy said.
"I'll go get Heidi up here so she can change you, so just go ahead
and just poop those diapers up!" Max said as he patted the front of
Jeffy's thick diapers.
"I should probably have her take me out of them so I can use the
toilet, but-- I really don't want to use the toilet now."
Jeffy then grunted and winced as he started pushing stools out of
his behind and filling up the back of his diapers with a big, fresh,
sticky pile of smelly shit. He felt silly taking a crap in his diapers
while in front of a kid he had only gotten to know the day before, but
he trusted Max enough already to feel okay about this.
"I can't believe I'm actually doing this!" Jeffy said. "I'm really
liking it."
"Around here, if you're a boy, this is what will be expected of
you," Max said. "There's a sticker on the toilet seat that says NO BOYS
ALLOWED.
"Really?" Jeffy said.
"Heidi put it there, of course," Max said. "It's been there almost
since the day we moved in."
"So have you ever used the toilet?" Jeffy asked Max.
"Nope! Well, I have had to puke in it, but that's it," Max said.
"As far as peeing and pooping, me and Marvin have never done it in a
toilet, and I mean NEVER!"
"So that story I started to read about you and Marvin is true?"
Jeffy asked.
"All of it is true," Max said assertively.
"I wish I could say that," Jeffy said. "My Dad made things hell
when he toilet trained me. I'll tell you about it some other time."
"Let me go get Heidi," Max said as he got up from the crib. After
Max had been gone a couple minutes, the doorbell rang again.
"Oh shit!" Jeffy said. "That's gotta be her!"
"Marvin, Max, one of you get the door!" Heidi shouted from the top
of the stairs.
Heidi then went into Marvin's and Max's room and took Jeffy to the
changing table and started taking his diapers off. Meanwhile,
downstairs, Marvin was in a situation where he had to answer the door in
his diapers, not that it was the first time he had done this. His mother
had left for the store at that time.
"Who is it?" Max asked as Marvin was peering through the peep
hole.
"Some fat girl," Marvin said.
"That must be Kim, Jeffy's sister," Max said. "He said she was
really big and fat. I'll go let Jeffy know his sister's here."
Max then tried to run up the stairs as quickly as he could, given
that he was in heavy diapers. He ran into his bedroom and told him and
Heidi.
"I think Kim's here," Max said to Jeffy. Heidi was still unpinning
Jeffy's diapers.
"Hurry!" Jeffy told Heidi.
"I can only work so fast," Heidi replied. "I may be fast with
changing diapers, but I can't perform magic. It'll take me awhile to
clean you up."
"What do I do?"
"You can put your underpants back on and tell your sister you had
another accident," Heidi suggested.
"Yeah, that'll work, I know she'll believe it," Jeffy said.
Heidi then worked as swiftly as she could to remove the pins and
the diapers. Jeffy put quite a load into his diapers as Heidi peeled
them off of his body. She tossed the soiled diapers into the pail and
Max handed Jeffy his underpants. He put the first pair on to hold his
wastes in his briefs as he got up and put the other pairs on.
"What do you want me to do with your stories?" Max asked him.
"Stick them in my bag!" Jeffy told him as he hastily put the rest
of his underpants on.
Kim had rung the doorbell a second time, wondering if anyone would
answer the door. She heard people running around inside, so she knew
somebody was home. Marvin then opened the door and appeared before the
portly gal. She was very surprised to see a nearly thirteen-year-old boy
in very thick diapers.
"Uh, hello," she said to Marvin as she looked at the mass of white
cloth bundled around him. "Is my brother here?"
"You mean, Jeffy?" Marvin asked her.
"Yes, tell him his Mom and his sister are here waiting," she said
as she couldn't help but to keep gazing at Marvin's diapers, given their
height on his body and their thickness.
"Come on in," Marvin said. "He'll be right down."
When Kim entered the house, she detected the pee and poop odors
from Marvin's and Max's diapers. The smell seemed very familiar to her
as she often dealt with similar odors in her own house, most of which
came from Jeffy's accidents.
Tommy was still sitting in the kitchen, out of view of Kim.
Curious, he got up and looked out into the front room. Kim saw Tommy in
his diapers, albeit more moderately but still very conspicuously.
"Hi," Tommy said.
"Hi," Kim replied tersely.
"Does everyone here wear diapers?" Kim asked Tommy.
"Just the boys," Tommy replied.
"Hmm, I wonder," Kim said. "Do you have any idea where my brother
is?"
"I think he's upstairs," Tommy said. "I'll go check."
Tommy then strutted across the room, knowing that the strange girl
saw him in his diapers, which actually got Tommy aroused, being somewhat
of a diaper exhibitionist like his friends.
"I've never seen anyone as old as you guys wearing diapers
before," Kim remarked. "My brother comes close, though, him and his
underwear."
While Kim was inside, her mother and her brother were outside in
the car waiting. Her mother blared the horn.
"Jeffy! Get your butt down here!" Kim shouted. "Mom's getting
impatient!"
Jeffy then appeared at the top of the stairs. He was followed down
by Tommy, Marvin, Max, and Heidi.
"Hello," Heidi said.
"Hi!" Max said.
"Hi, sorry, I don't have time right now or I'd introduce myself,"
Kim said. "Jeffy, what took you so long?"
"I had another accident," Jeffy said. Kim then pulled back on his
shorts and checked for herself.
"You're disgusting, Jeffy, let's get going."
"See you tomorrow, Max," Jeffy said as his sister escorted him out
the door.
BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 79
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"Jeffy had an accident! Jeffy had an accident!" his little brother
Danny was saying over and over as he could smell Jeffy's soiled pants.
"Be quiet, twerp!" Jeffy shouted at Danny.
"Jeffy pooped his pa-ants! Jeffy pooped his pa-ants!" Danny
continued.
"Enough!" his mother shouted.
"Boy, it stinks in here!" Danny said.
"Danny!" his mother warned him.
"I'm sorry!" Jeffy feigned guilt over the supposed accident that
he had. As he was afraid enough of being caught in a lie, this fear
served to make his guilt sound believable enough.
"Jeffy, you are ten years old, and you still have these
accidents!" his mother scolded him. "That's twice just this week!"
"Mom! You know I can't always help it! The doctor says I have a
condition!" Jeffy defended himself.
"Yeah, pooping-pants-itus!" Danny joked. He was ignored.
"If you'd just go when you need to go and not be afraid of other
people smelling you or hearing you, you could avoid a lot of this!" his
mother said. Danny started giggling as he sat next to Jeffy in the back
seat.
"Do we have to talk about this in front of Kim?" Jeffy snapped.
"Gee, Jeffy, it's not like this is the first time I've known you
to poop your pants!" Kim said. "Maybe you just ought to wear diapers
like those three other boys were wearing!" Kim suggested.
"Now, we've discussed this before!" Jeffy's mother said. "Jeffy's
not going to wear diapers, because this won't encourage him to stop
having accidents."
"Well, it hasn't done him much good so far, he's ten, almost
eleven!" Kim said.
"That's my point," their mother said. "He's not a baby, and he
shouldn't be treated like one, and it's not like he needs to have a
diaper on all the time."
"He almost does, Mom!" Kim said. "He puts on six pairs of
underwear, sometimes more, and he looks like he's in a diaper!"
"Sure, you wanna change him?" her mother said.
"No way, I'm not changing stink-butt!"
"Shut up, pig-butt!" Jeffy said back to Kim.
"Stink-butt!"
"Pig-butt!"
"Stink-butt!"
"Pig-butt!"
"Stink-butt!"
"All right, knock it off!" their mother yelled. "Let's just get
home, Jeffy can get cleaned up, and we can have dinner and relax!"
"Mom, you should have seen these boys in that house," Kim said to
her mother. "They were all wearing diapers."
"Really?" her mother said. "And these are older boys?"
"Yeah, I know one of them was Max, the other two looked even
older. And you want to talk about diapers, they were so big and thick on
them that they could hardly even walk in them!"
"So it probably doesn't bother Max's family that you poop your
pants, since your friend obviously does it if he wears diapers," his
mother said.
"I gotta admit, they looked pretty cute wearing them," Kim said.
"They're butts were almost as big as mine! Well, maybe not, but you get
the idea."
"Are you suggesting that Jeffy wear diapers?" Kim's mother asked
her.
"Might not be a bad idea," Kim said. "Especially since I know
Jeffy wouldn't be the only kid his age wearing them."
"If Jeffy's condition were worse, then I might reconsider. If he
can usually make it to the toilet, then he has no need for diapers, and
his underwear will work for the times he doesn't make it."
The wheels started clicking in Jeffy's head:
"If my condition were worse, then she might reconsider."
"Jeffy's gonna wear dia-pers! Jeffy's gonna wear dia-pers!" Danny
said.
"If he does, you're wearing them with him!" his mother said to
him.
"Oh," Danny said. He remained quiet for the rest of the drive
home.
Jeffy went to his room and grabbed six pairs of underpants and
then went into the bathroom. He took off his dirty briefs, the innermost
pairs mostly covered in his butt-muck. The stench of his soiled
underpants quickly filled the air in the small bathroom. He stepped into
the shower and rinsed himself off. When he got himself dressed again he
left his pants off and went around in his underwear the rest of the
evening.
Jeffy worked on his homework and then he and his family ate
dinner. While they were eating dinner, Kim asked Jeffy why Max and the
other boys at his house were wearing diapers.
"Max told me he wasn't toilet trained, and his brother wasn't,
either," Jeffy answered.
"What kind of parent would do such a thing?" Jeffy's mother
gasped. "I hope Max isn't abused, poor child!"
"No, Mom, he says he's got a really cool dad, and his mom is
really nice, too," Jeffy said.
"So why weren't those boys toilet trained?" his mother asked him.
"He said that him and his brother didn't want to be toilet
trained, so their mom and dad let them wear diapers."
"So how do these boys feel about it now?"
"Max and Marvin say they both like it," Jeffy said. "Max was
rolling around on his cri--, uh, I mean his bed, and telling me how he
liked wearing diapers so much."
"Excuse me, did you say 'crib?'" his mother asked him.
"Yeah, they sleep in a crib, and they drink from bottles, and they
said they even eat in high chairs and let their sister feed them, and
she changes their diapers, too."
"I don't know about this new friend of yours," Jeffy's mother said
as she was beginning to cast some doubts on whether or not Jeffy should
hang out with him.
"Mom!" Jeffy said. "He's the first real friend I have ever had! I
mean, he wanted to be friends with me because he knows that I have
accidents, and he didn't tease me about it."
"Of course, he wears diapers, I'm sure it's no big thing to him to
just poop in his diapers," Jeffy's mother said.
"It is, and he says he likes it," Jeffy said. "His sister likes
changing him, too."
"Sounds like a strange family if you ask me!" his mother remarked.
"You want to meet him tomorrow?" Jeffy asked. "He's really nice.
Maybe he can have dinner with us tomorrow night."
"Well, okay, maybe I'm overreacting," Jeffy's mother said. "So he
likes to wear diapers, fine, this is his and his family's business. It
doesn't mean that you should start wearing them because you have an
accident every now and then."
Jeffy recalled the very words his mother said in the car earlier
that day:
"If Jeffy's condition were worse, then I might reconsider."
Soon after Jeffy had finished dinner, he got up to go into the
bathroom, strutting towards the bathroom door in his multi-layered
briefs.
"You're gonna make it to the toilet this time?" Danny said to
Jeffy.
"I only gotta pee!" Jeffy said as he went and shut the door behind
him.
Jeffy stood before the toilet with his briefs still on. He thought
about leaving his underpants and on peeing in them, but at the last
minute he decided that this would be far too obvious of an attempt to
get his Mom to get him some diapers. He sighed as he ended up pulling
his underpants down and holding his hard little penis as he tried to aim
it into the bowl. His erection caused him to miss and spray the toilet
rim and the floor with his pee instead.
After Jeffy left the bathroom, Danny went in right behind him to
take care of his own needs. When Danny came out, he went up to his
mother and said, "Jeffy peed on the floor!"
"What have I told you boys about that?" the mother scolded both of
them.
"Yeah, if you were a girl like me, you'd have to sit, and you
wouldn't do that, now would you?" Kim said. Standing behind Jeffy, she
grabbed his waistbands and snapped them one at a time back onto him.
"If you can't pee into the toilet the right way, then maybe that's
another reason for you to wear diapers!" she said. "Just don't expect me
to change them."
"Well, Kim, you'll be a mother someday," her mother said. and this
will mean changing diapers, so you'll have to do it eventually, though
not on your brother."
"I doubt it, who'd want to marry a fat chick like me?" Kim said.
"I was a 'fat chick' when your father married me," her mother
said. "I still am," she sighed.
Jeffy figured that he had about two hours before he and Danny
would have to go to bed. Danny was out in the front room watching TV
with his mother and his sister. He figured this was the perfect time for
him to go into his bedroom and read some of the stories that Marvin
printed for him. He went to his book bag, still sitting on the kitchen
counter, and pulled out the story printouts. He also had a magazine
stashed away in his bag, so he tucked the story pages in the magazine
and carried it back to his room with him. Nobody else thought twice
about what he was carrying.
Once inside his bedroom, he closed the door and turned on the
radio to break the silence. He sat down on his bed, which was the lower
level of the bunk beds that he and Danny slept in. He turned on the lamp
and then spread himself out on the bed. He pulled the story pages out of
the magazine and set it aside.
For nearly an hour, Jeffy was sitting on his bed in his six pairs
of briefs, reading the stories and rubbing his stiff, pre-pubescent
penis through the fly fronts. He never before realized how a story about
wearing diapers and peeing and pooping in them had such a stimulating
effect on him, and he was enjoying it more than any thoughts he had
produced about this subject matter could ever do for him before.
Jeffy then realized that he was needlessly cutting himself short
of what could be an even more pleasurable experience. He got up and went
to his underwear drawer and added another six pairs to the ones he
already had on. These felt plenty thick around him, which satisfied
Jeffy.
"That's better," Jeffy said. "It feels more like a diaper now,
just wish it were one."
Jeffy resumed his reading. The others were still out in the living
room.
"Jeffy's sure quiet tonight," Kim remarked. "Where's he been?"
"I think he's in his room, I can hear the radio," the mother said.
"Danny, time for your bath, go check on your brother first, make sure he
didn't pass out on us."
Danny did as he was told and went to his bedroom to check on
Jeffy. This presented Danny an opportunity to be mischievous, so he
quietly sneaked up to the door. Jeffy was so engrossed in the story,
totally off his guard. His left hand was holding the page, while his
right hand was busy rubbing the front of his underpants.
Danny then put his hand on the doorknob, and in one quick motion,
he turned it and swung the door open. Jeffy quickly threw the papers to
his side and picked up the magazine.
"Ha!" Danny shouted as he suddenly appeared before Jeffy.
"Holy crap! Geez, Danny! Scared the beejeezus out of me!"
"I got you!" Danny said as he giggled playfully.
"I'll get you, just you wait!" Jeffy snapped back.
"What were you reading, Jeffy?"
"None of your business!" Jeffy shouted.
Danny then came towards Jeffy and tried to climb over him.
"Lemme see, lemme see!"
"No, you can't see it!" Jeffy said as he didn't want Danny to see
the stories.
"Why don't you want me to see it?" Danny said.
"Because, I don't want you to!" Jeffy snapped back. Jeffy then
stuffed the papers down in between the wall and the mattress of his bed.
"Danny! In the bathtub, now!" his mother shouted at him as she
came to the door. She then pulled Danny off of the bed and swatted him
on the behind lightly to prompt him to get into the bathroom. She then
looked at Jeffy, who had his legs open. His mother could see that his
underwear looked even thicker than what she was used to seeing.
"Jeffy, do you really think it's necessary to wear your underwear
like that?" his mother asked him.
"No, not really," Jeffy said.
"I don't think you need to even wear them like that at night, I
mean, I don't think you'll have an accident in bed."
"Okay," Jeffy groaned. "I'll take them off."
"Your turn is next in the bath, so you might as well take them
off, anyway."
"But I showered earlier, I don't need a bath," Jeffy protested.
"You just sprayed your mess off of you, that's all. You still need
a bath," his mother said.
"All right," Jeffy groaned. His mother then left the bedroom. A
few minutes later, Danny returned, wearing only his underpants. His
whole body was wet and still dripping water.
"You left a mess in the bathtub again!" Danny said to Jeffy.
"There was poop all around the drain!"
"Oh come on, Danny, it's not like you don't have a few accidents
yourself!" Jeffy said to his little brother. "Maybe that's why your
underwear has a picture of Superman on the butt! To cover your stains!"
"Look who's talking, stink butt!" Danny said, trying to emulate
Kim's favorite way of teasing Jeffy about his accidents. Danny then took
off his underpants and purposely stuck his wet butt into Jeffy's face,
purposely coordinating this action with a big, sustained, gassy and
smelly fart that hissed out from his behind.
"Danny!" Jeffy shouted, fanning the fumes away from his face.
"Your poopy underpants smell worse than my farts!" Danny said as
he reached into his underwear drawer. "I'm two up on you tonight!"
"Keep it up, and I will settle the score!" Jeffy said.
While Jeffy only wore plain white briefs--actually, semi-white
from being old and stained so much)-- Danny liked to wear cartoon
underpants with the big character print across the seat. Jeffy sat up
and yanked on his underpants.
"Wedgie alert!" Jeffy shouted as he yanked Danny's underpants far
up into the crack of his butt.
"Jeffy!" Danny cried.
"That's one!" Jeffy said as he smiled. "I got one to go!"
Kim had come to her brother's bedroom and had just witnessed Jeffy
giving Danny a wedgie. Kim tried to give Jeffy a wedgie, but his twelve
underpants made this difficult to do, so she just ended up snapping his
waistbands like she usually did.
"Hurry up, I'm next, and don't use all the hot water!" she said.
Jeffy went into the bathroom and peeled off his underpants, layer
by layer. He then took his bath, washed his hair, then he got out and
dried himself off. In spite of what his mother had told him, Jeffy chose
to keep wearing all twelve briefs as he went to bed that night.
BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 80
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Jeffy woke up early the next morning with a hard-on buried
underneath his briefs, which he had piled on himself twelve layers
thick, the thickest he had ever worn them and especially, the first time
he had slept a whole night like this. That is, it was the first time
since his father used to make him wear as many pairs of underpants as he
could fit on him whenever Jeffy had an accident. Jeffy figured that if
his underpants felt like this, he could only imagine what real diapers
felt like after they had been used and been worn for a long time.
Jeffy needed to use the toilet, specifically to eliminate a bowel
movement. His mother hadn't even come into the room yet to wake him up
as the daylight coming through the window usually awakened him before
school at the beginning of the year. His clock indicated that he could
expect her to come into the room in about twenty minutes.
Jeffy couldn't resist the urge to poop in his briefs. He figured
he had enough time to do it, and if he didn't do it now, he'd wish he
had done so. It also reduced the possibility of him having another
accident in school.
Jeffy propped his back up against the wall behind him. He spread
his legs apart and then soiled himself. He felt so naughty as he
deliberately pooped in his underwear. Knowing that Marvin and Max
enjoyed this activity so much, Jeffy didn't feel as guilty about it, but
he still didn't want anyone to know that he did it on purpose.
About ten minutes later, Jeffy's mother came into the room. Jeffy
wasn't expecting her at this time, so when the door opened, he tried to
get back under the covers, but it was too late, and his mother knew that
he was awake.
"Time to get up, boys!" she said. She then took a whiff of the
air.
"Jeffy, you didn't just now have an accident, did you?: she asked
him.
"Yes, I did," Jeffy said. "I had to go when I woke up, and I
couldn't hold it," he said.
"Well, at least it didn't happen in school," his mother said,
acting somewhat skeptical over the fact that Jeffy would soil his
underpants first thing in the morning. "Go get yourself cleaned up, I'll
have breakfast ready."
Jeffy then got up from his bed. His mother saw that he still had
on twelve pairs of underpants.
"I think you're starting to enjoy this sort of thing, Jeffy, I
really do," his mother said as she watched her son, clad in a dozen
briefs, walk into the bathroom.
After Jeffy cleaned himself he came out of the bathroom, wearing
the standard six pairs of underwear that he felt he needed to wear, and
now, wanted to wear. Kim had been waiting on him. She winced as she
looked at the soiled underpants that Jeffy was carrying out of the
bathroom.
"Eww!" she said. "Now you're having accidents in the morning,
too?" She then went into the bathroom and closed the door.
"God, it stinks in here!" she shouted, hoping Jeffy would hear
her, which he did.
Jeffy returned to his room and got himself dressed and then went
to the kitchen to join Danny for a bowl of cereal.
"You did it again, didn't you?" Danny said to Jeffy. Jeffy ignored
him and continued to eat his cereal. After he finished eating he got up
and grabbed his book bag, which was still opened from the night before
when he grabbed his stories.
Later in the day, Jeffy told Max about what he did the night
before. Max was, of course, very excited to hear about this, and Max
hoped that Jeffy would soon become a full-time diaper boy like himself.
"I think my Mom knows I like having accidents," Jeffy said. "She
said so this morning."
"Oh?" Max said. "I wouldn't overdo it if I was you," Max said.
"Besides, you want to go with us to the cabin, right?"
"Shoot, I forgot to ask about that!" Jeffy said as he snapped his
fingers.
"We're leaving Friday night," Max said. "Be sure to ask her
tonight."
"Well, I was gonna see if you wanted to come over with me after
school," Jeffy said to Max.
"I'll have to call my Mommy and let her know," Max said. "Since
she's working at home now I know I can get a hold of her."
During the following lunch after Max and Jeffy ate, Max called his
mother at home and asked her if he could go to Jeffy's house. His mother
said it was okay, but there was one thing that she wanted to make sure
of first.
"Are you going to need a diaper change by then?"
"I'm gonna go have the nurse change me now," Max said to his
mother.
"I'd take a couple extras with you if you have some there at the
school."
"I have plenty," Max said.
"Who's going to change you? Do you think you can do it yourself?"
"Well, maybe Jeffy's mommy could do it, or his sister, but I don't
think she'd want to," Max said.
"Oh, then she and Heidi are complete opposites!" his mother
chuckled. "If you get really bad or if you need some help, just give me
a call. Where does Jeffy live?"
"Wagon Wheel Mobile Estates, space 23," Max said. Jeffy blushed,
embarrassed that his particular place of residence was mentioned. He
blushed.
"I know where that is, not very far," his mother said. "If you
don't need me before your father gets home, I'll come pick you up then.
Just be sure to get your homework done."
"Don't worry, Mommy, I will," Max said. Two girls who were walking
by looked at Max strangely as he said the word "mommy" into the phone.
Max then went to the nurse's office to take care of a diaper that
he had soiled at the beginning of the lunch period. Jeffy went with him
and waited outside in the lobby. As he sat there, he wondered who else
in the school came to the nurse for a diaper change. He saw a little boy
who must have been a third grader enter the office, and as he walked,
the sound inside his pants as well as the fact that his diaper was
showing above his shorts made it quite obvious.
After Max came out of the nurse's office, Jeffy asked him what he
does with his used diapers.
"The nurse throws them away," Max said. "What did you think I do
with them, keep them?"
"No, I just wondered," Jeffy said. Max was looking at him, seeing
that he wanted to say something, but he was too embarrassed.
"You didn't really *want* it, did you?" Max asked Jeffy, making it
a partially serious question.
"Well, this is gonna sound gross, but I kind of wanted to see it
and see what you did in it," Jeffy said. "I know this is weird."
"No weirder than the fact that me and my brother like to wear
diapers, and use them," Max said as he ensured that nobody was around.
"Well, I like those, too," Jeffy said, "probably because of what
you do in them. I guess I sort of like the smell of it," Jeffy said.
"Then you oughtta love our room," Max said. "It stinks in there
all the time. You know, I don't think I've even told Marvin this, but I
like the smell, too. Who knows, he probably likes it, too, since we've
both gotten so used to it."
This helped Jeffy to put his mind at ease after confessing that in
addition the visual appeal of diapers, he was also excited by the
olfactory effects that soiled diapers and soiled underpants had on him.
Max and Jeffy went to an unoccupied corner of the playground, the
same corner in which Tommy and Marvin declared the beginning of their
friendship.
"You were going to tell me about your toilet training," Max
reminded Jeffy.
"Well, it was really bad," Jeffy said. "I could pee just fine when
I was three years old, but I was still having problems pooping, and my
dad was getting madder and madder at me because I was still pooping in
my diapers. So one day he figured that as long as I was wearing diapers,
I'd never learn to get to a toilet to poop, so then he decided I was
going to wear underwear like a 'big boy.' So him and my mom decided that
I wasn't going to wear diapers so they got rid of them. I still pooped
my pants a lot, and I got in trouble. They made me go to the bathroom
when I didn't need to go, and when I did need to go, I was never in the
bathroom, so then they'd yell at me, and my dad would just spank me
until I was sore."
Jeffy tried not to cry as he recounted this vivid, painful memory
in his life. He shed a couple tears, but continued to tell his story,
adding that his forceful and unpleasant toilet training was about the
only thing he could remember of his early childhood.
"This went on until I was in kindergarten, and of course I had an
accident the first day and the kids were laughing at me, telling me I
needed to go back to diapers, and funny thing is, I did want to wear
them, I don't know why. Then one day when I was six my dad didn't want
to deal with it, so after I pooped my pants again, he threw me in the
bathtub and spanked me before cleaning me off, and he was really mad.
Then he pulled me out and took me into my room. Then he got out all of
my underwear and then started putting all of it on me. He must have had
about fifteen pairs on me before he couldn't get any more to fit. Then
he put a bunch of pins from my old diapers in the waistbands and stuck
them to my shirt, that way I couldn't take them off. He made me go
around all day like that, in front of Kim and her friends. Danny laughed
at me, even though he was three and still in diapers himself then. He
made me pee in them and everything and he wouldn't take them off until I
really pooped in them a lot, so I smelled and I had to feel it inside my
underpants all day.
"He then kept doing this until he died when I was seven. He was
fishing one day and he fell in the river and drowned. So then after that
my mother had to deal with my accidents. She took me to a doctor and he
said I have a condition called encopresis."
"I know what that is," Max said proudly. He then let Jeffy
continue his story.
"By then my Mom was trying to help me, and she's tried, but I just
can't always make it to the bathroom, and here at school I don't like to
use the toilets unless I only have to pee."
"So when did you start wearing your underpants like this on your
own?"
"I started doing it after my Dad died. For some reason I felt like
doing it again, even though my Dad made me do it a lot. I also realized
that I liked it when I had an accident, and I liked the smell of it,
too. That was over the summer. When I went to school I had more
accidents and the kids were laughing at me because they could see the
poop bulging through my pants and it soaked through them, too. So I
decided to start wearing my underpants to school like this, everybody
still knows I have accidents, but at least I have a 'diaper' on, sort
of, in case I do. I knew that I liked it, but I was afraid to tell
anybody. So that's why I'm glad I have you as a friend."
"That's a good story," Max commented. "Maybe I can write it out
for you and put it on my web page."
"You serious?" Jeffy said.
"Yeah, you don't have to put your name on it. Maybe we can borrow
my Daddy's laptop and work on it at the cabin."
"But I've never really worn diapers," Jeffy said. "You think
people would like reading about that?"
"I liked it," Max said. "except for you losing your daddy."
"I just wish he had lived to tell me he's sorry," Jeffy said. At
that time the bell rang and the boys headed back to their classes.
After school had gotten out, Max returned to the nurse's office,
where he retrieved a couple extra diapers from his supply and put them
in his book bag, just in case he needed to be changed. He obtained two
diapers just to be sure he was okay, though he was planning to let Jeffy
have one since Max didn't expect to need it. Max then boarded Jeffy's
bus and rode home with him and Danny. The kids on Jeffy's bus were even
worse than the ones Max rode with, calling Max and Jeffy names because
of their reputations. It was a short bus ride, fortunately, as the bus
stopped at the entrance to the trailer park. About half of the school
bus load was let off at this stop.
Jeffy felt ashamed to be bringing Max to his modest and untidy
home, which was nothing like the spacious, well-kept house in which Max
lived. They walked to his trailer, whose yard was half grass, half dirt,
and toys scattered everywhere, most of them belonging to Danny.
Jeffy and Max then went inside the trailer house. Kim was already
home, sitting in the recliner and watching a trashy talk show.
"Hi guys," she said as she reached into a bag of Doritos and
drinking a pop.
"Kim, this is Max," Jeffy said to his sister.
"Hi, we met last night," Kim said. "Those were some mighty thick
diapers you were wearing!"
"I just have a disposable on right now," Max said. He pulled his
shorts down to show her.
"Nice," Kim said. "Very nice."
"Well, uh, you wanna see my room?" Jeffy said to Max.
"Sure," Max said.
"Sorry about the mess," Jeffy said as he stepped through several
piles of laundry and other clutter scattered about the floor. The
kitchen was a mess with dishes, papers, boxes and other miscellaneous
junk strewn about.
Max followed Jeffy down the narrow hallway and they went into his
bedroom.
"Not much, huh?" Jeffy said as he and Max stood in what little
space there was between the bunk beds and the dresser drawers. Jeffy
then reached down and showed Max the underwear he soiled that morning.
Max liked seeing that his friend used his underwear in such a manner.
"I got a little surprise for you," Max said as he had his book bag
with him and set it down on Jeffy's bunk. Max then pulled out the diaper
that he had brought for Jeffy to wear. Max decided he'd give Jeffy the
diaper now since Max didn't expect to need the second diaper.
"It's yours," Max said to Jeffy.
"Uh gee, thanks," Jeffy said. "I don't know when I'll get to wear
it," he said.
"Put it on now," Max said. "You can wear it while I'm here."
"Yeah, I know I'd never get to wear it around at night when I go
to bed," Jeffy said. Jeffy then pulled down his pants and exposed his
underwear clad behind to Max. Max could see that all of his underpants
were dingy and stained as he removed each pair. Jeffy was hesitant to
remove the last pair and expose his genitals to Max.
"I'm a boy, too, I look the same as you do," Max said. "You wanna
wear a diaper, don't you?"
"Yeah," Jeffy said as he removed the last pair and let Max see his
stiff little dick.
"I'll lay the diaper out and you sit on it," Max instructed Jeffy,
who then planted his bottom on the center of the diaper. Max then
reached around to each side of him and taped up the sides.
"You'll have to do without powder," Max said. "You'll be okay just
this one time, but if you start wearing them all the time, then you'll
want it, or you'll get a rash."
Max finished taping the diaper up on Jeffy. He then stood up and
showed his diaper to Max.
"Looks good," Max said. "I like those diapers because they're a
lot thicker than other disposables."
"It crinkles," Jeffy said. "Kim and Danny are gonna hear it when I
walk around in it."
"Put some underwear on over it," Max suggested. As expected, Jeffy
didn't just put one pair of underwear over the diaper, but six as he was
used to wearing. Max looked inside of Jeffy's underwear drawer while he
had it open. All of it was dingy, though some pairs were less dingy than
others.
"You need some new underwear," Max said. "Maybe Heidi can make you
some, if you know what I mean."
"You mean, diapers?" Jeffy said.
"Yeah, she also makes a pull-on diaper that's more like underwear,
but thicker, a lot thicker."
"How thick?" Jeffy asked.
"You remember that big, thick diaper that Heidi put on top of all
those others when she was diapering me yesterday?"
"Yeah, that was a pretty thick diaper," Jeffy said.
"That's how thick she makes them," Max said.
"How much does she charge?" Jeffy asked.
"Thirty dollars," Max said. "But for you, she might make you a
deal, I might even talk her into giving you a couple pairs," Max said,
knowing that Jeffy probably had little money, if any.
"Or she could take all your underwear that you have now and sew it
all together and make diapers out of them."
"Would she really do that?" Jeffy asked Max. Max then told
Jeffy then reached for his shorts. At this time, Danny came to the
door.
"Stay out!" Jeffy shouted.
"What are you two doing in there?"
"None of your business!" Jeffy said.
"You're showing each other your weenies, huh?" came Danny's voice.
"I'm gonna kill him!" Jeffy muttered under his breath.
"I'm glad me and Marvin get along so good," Max said.
"I wish I could say that," Jeffy replied. "Let's go outside."
Jeffy and Max then went back through the house and went outside,
where they played a game of catch in the street. Some of the other
neighborhood kids, most of them younger, were also playing. After this
activity got old and the boys got bored with it, they went back inside
the house. Kim was still watching TV.
"Can we watch our shows now?" Jeffy asked his sister.
"No!" she said. "You can when this show's over, but then Mom will
be home by then and she'll make you do your homework."
"There's not much to do here," Jeffy complained.
"I'm going over to Darren's!" Danny shouted as he was leaving the
house.
"Let's go back to my room," Jeffy said. "The little brat's gone."
Jeffy and Max went back into his bedroom and shut the door.
"I don't know about you, but I'm gonna lose these shorts," Max
said as he pulled his shorts off so that all he had on was his diaper,
socks and a shirt. "Unless I'm at school or in a public place, I'm in
just my diapers," Max said.
"Well, I usually don't go around in my underwear this early,"
Jeffy said. "I suppose I could."
Jeffy then removed his pants and tossed them aside. As he sat down
on the bed, Max could still hear the disposable diaper crinkling beneath
his underpants.
"I gotta pee already," Jeffy said.
"Those diapers hold a lot," Max assured him. "You could probably
pee twice or three times before changing."
"I'm not used to this," Jeffy said as he sat there.
"Just relax, let it flow," Max said. After a couple minutes, Jeffy
was still having problems getting himself to wet his diaper.
"Maybe I could go stand in front of the toilet," Jeffy said. He
then got up and walked out into the hallway, hurrying to avoid getting
caught by Kim since he was only in his underwear with a diaper on
underneath. He shut the door and stood before the toilet for a moment.
He still had problems, so he went to the sink and ran the water, which
did the trick. He listened to the water as it splashed into the sink,
and this helped Jeffy to wet his diaper. It felt weird, but it also felt
good as he felt the warm liquid surround his testicles and dribble down
into the crotch of his diaper. Just for good measure he flushed the
toilet and turned the water off as he left the bathroom. He opened the
door and looked around the corner. Judging that the coast was clear, he
trotted back to his room, only to bump right into Kim's voluptuous
chest.
"Aren't you a little early to be going around in your underpants?"
Kim said as she confronted Jeffy, grabbing the waistbands of his
underpants and snapping them as he walked past her. She followed him to
his room, where she saw Max sitting on the bed wearing his diaper.
"You have some weird friends, Jeffy," Kim said as she left the
room.
"Did you do it?" Max asked Jeffy.
"I had to turn the water on, but I did it," he replied.
"It just takes getting used to," Max said. "Not that I've ever had
to get used to it myself, since I've always been in diapers, of course,
but this is just what some web pages I've read on this tell you."
"It feels good, kind of squishy," Jeffy said as he rubbed the
front of his underpants/diaper combo. "I still like pooping better,
though."
"You'll be doing both pee and poop if you get into real diapers,"
Max said.
"Do you still have those stories?" Max asked Jeffy.
"They're stuffed between the bed and the wall," Jeffy said. "I had
to hide them last night."
Jeffy then ran his hand down in between the mattress and the wall
to feel for some papers, but he didn't find any.
"I can't find them," Max said as he kept feeling for the papers.
"No! They're not there?" Jeffy gasped.
"They might have fallen to the floor," Max said.
Jeffy then got down on his knees and then crawled under his bed.
Max looked at Jeffy's pseudo-diapered behind as he rooted around under
the bed to find the stories.
"I found them!" Jeffy said. He returned with dust bunnies in his
hair.
"Me and Marvin can re-print these for you," Max said as he noticed
that the pages were wrinkled and one was even torn.
Jeffy showed Max the stories that he had gotten read the previous
night before Danny barged in on him. The two boys sat on the bed and
read stories together. About twenty minutes later, Jeffy stopped and
said, "guess what?"
"What?" Max asked.
"I gotta poop now," he said.
"Don't let me stop you," Max said.
"I've never done this in front of anyone, on purpose, that is."
Jeffy then sat back on his bed and leaned up against the wall. He
spread his legs and then sat for a moment as he anticipated what he was
about to do with Max sitting next to him.
"I feel silly about this," Jeffy said.
"Maybe you need some kind of visual aid," Max said.
"Like what?"
Max got up from the bed and stood before Jeffy. He then turned
around and bent over as he leaned on the dresser.
"Just look at my butt and think about how much poop is in my
diaper!" Max said.
"Have you pooped yet?"
At that very moment, Max then started to load his diaper with
poop. Jeffy could see the seat of Max's diaper bulging as he filled it
up with his stools. He farted as he loaded his diaper. Jeffy enjoyed the
sight, sound and smell of it. It was enough to make Jeffy want to rub
the front of his underpants as he pooped into the diaper underneath
them.
"At least your underpants will stay clean," Max said to Jeffy.
"All you have to do is take the diaper out of your underpants."
"Yeah, but now I have to do something with this diaper," Jeffy
said. He pulled his underpants off and then removed the soiled diaper.
Knowing that Max also enjoyed such scatological scents, Jeffy wasn't
afraid to express the way he liked the smell of the poopy diaper.
"I can just carry this out to your trash and tell Kim that it's
mine," Max offered.
"The trash is outside," Jeffy said.
"I'll take my chances," Max said. "Just younger kids out there
anyway."
Max then picked up the dirty diaper and carried it out through the
front room, walking past Kim.
"Eww!" she said as she saw the poop-filled diaper in Max's hands.
She assumed that it was Max's diaper and didn't think of her brother
Jeffy being the one who wore it and pooped in it.
"Where are you going?" Kim asked Max, seeing that all he had on
was a diaper.
"Outside to get rid of this," Max said.
"In your diaper?" she asked him as he went out the door. He walked
around the porch and went to the garbage. While there was nobody in the
street who saw him, there was a little boy in the house next door,
staring through a glass sliding door, who saw Max strutting around in
his diaper.
Max went back inside the house and returned to Jeffy's bedroom.
Jeffy was busy changing his underwear, putting more pairs on than what
he had been wearing before.
"You want my other diaper?" Max offered.
"Aren't you gonna change?" Jeffy asked.
"Nah, I'm used to going around in poopy diapers," Max said. "You
can have my other one."
"Thanks," Jeffy said. "But I'll have to hold off on using it."
"Sure, let me know when you do use it," Max said as he watched
Jeffy stash the diaper underneath the mattress of his bed.
Max and Jeffy returned to the front room after Kim had gone into
her room to work on her homework. The two boys sat in front of the
television until Jeffy's mother came home. When she came in through the
door, she saw Max in his diaper, which was still full of poop and also
wet, and Jeffy, who had on a dozen pairs of briefs, the bottom pair
which had become soiled from the residue left behind on his buttocks
when he pooped in the diaper.
"Jeffy! What are you doing dressed like that now? And it looks
like you're wearing more underpants than you need!"
"Okay, Mom, I'll go take them off," Jeffy groaned.
"No, don't bother," his mother said. "I've had enough of this from
you already. I know it's because of your friend who wears diapers that
you're doing this now. Am I right?"
"Yes, Mom," Jeffy confessed.
"Oh, hi, I'm Sarah, Jeffy's Mom," she introduced herself to Max.
"You're Max, right?"
"Yep," he said as he looked up at her.
"If you want to go around like that, fine, but remember, you're
not wearing a diaper!"
"I know," Jeffy said.
"I mean, don't pretend that your underwear is a diaper," she said.
"I know you have a few accidents, but I still expect you to use the
toilet, understand?"
"Yes, Mom," Jeffy said.
"Mom, I was wondering, can I go with Max this weekend?"
"Where are you going?"
"We have a cabin up at Silver Shores," Max said.
"Well, I'd like to know who you're going with," his mother said.
"My Daddy, my Mommy, my brother Marvin and my sister Heidi," Max
said.
"I'd like to meet your family before I let Jeffy go with you,"
Sarah said to Max.
"I'm gonna call my Mom and she's gonna pick me up," Max said.
"I'll tell her to have everyone come with her."
"Okay. By the way, it looks like you need to be changed," Sarah
said. "Do you have any extra diapers on you?" she asked Max.
Max didn't know whether to mention that he had another diaper, but
had since then given it to Jeffy.
"I don't," Max said.
"Well, I suppose then, you could do what Jeffy does," she
suggested.
"You mean, his underwear?"
"Might as well, it's all stained anyway," she said.
"You got some plastic pants?" Max asked. "I pee in my diapers,
too."
"Sorry, don't have any," she said. Just sit in a kitchen chair,
it's vinyl and I can wipe it dry if I need to."
Max figured that he had better make the best impression on Jeffy's
mother as he could, so if she expected him to take his dirty diaper off
and use Jeffy's underwear for the meantime. Max went into Jeffy's room
and took off the poopy diaper. He set it aside and left the poopy
residue on his bottom as he started putting on Jeffy's underwear.
Knowing that he would need the absorbency, Max put on as many pairs as
he could fit, sixteen pairs. It was sufficiently similar to wearing a
diaper to Max, and Max thought it would work in a pinch, but as an
experienced diaper wearer, Max still preferred to wear tightly pinned
cloth diapers.
Kim saw Max emerge from her brother's bedroom as he was carrying
another soiled diaper.
"You just changed, didn't you?" Kim asked Max.
"Uh, yeah, I did, I went again."
"I see you're using my brother's underpants," Kim said.
"Only until my Mommy and Daddy get here," Max said. "I'll tell
them to bring me some diapers."
"If you poop like that all the time, I'm glad you have *something*
on!" Kim said as she noticed that Max had padded up his rear end quite
thickly using Jeffy's underpants as a diaper.
Max then called his mother and told her to bring some diapers and
the rest of the family since Jeffy's mother wanted to meet them.
Sarah talked to Max and asked him why he wore diapers.
"I was never toilet trained," Max said as he sat at the kitchen
table with Jeffy's mother. Max then assured her that he was not an
abused child and was very content with wearing diapers. He answered her
questions honestly and enjoyed the opportunity to tell Jeffy's mother
about himself and wearing diapers.
Shortly after 6:00, Max's family stopped by to pick him up. Roger
and Rita introduced themselves to Sarah, who sat down with them to get
to know them and to find out why Max and Marvin had been kept in diapers
all their lives. By the end of their conversation, she was assured that
Max had decent, caring and loving parents, though she couldn't
understand why the boys were never toilet trained. At least she felt
good enough to let Jeffy go with them on the camping trip.
Meanwhile, Marvin and Heidi were out in the front room talking to
Danny, who had come home since then, plus Jeffy and Kim. Marvin was in
just his thick diapers and a shirt as always. Max's "diaper" was wet as
expected. Heidi had brought into the house with her a big bundle of
diapers for Max, a handful of diaper pins and a pair of plastic pants.
She changed Max right there in the living room while the other kids
watched. Kim couldn't believe how quickly Heidi could work on pinning
the diapers on, her hands making fluid-like movements as she pinned up
each layer of the diapers. Within a few minutes, Max was back into his
real diapers and very happy to be wearing them again.
Kim asked Heidi why she enjoyed diapering her brothers so much,
and Heidi was pleased to have the opportunity to explain the pleasure
she first got out of doing this, citing how it all began when she was
only seven years old.
"It makes me feel even more like a big sister," Heidi said. "And I
always thought Marvin and Max looked cute in diapers, and since they
kept wearing diapers as they grew up, I kept changing them. Just looking
at them in their diapers, knowing that I'm the one who diapered them, I
get a lot of satisfaction from that. And I know my brothers enjoy being
in diapers and they like how I diaper them, so it makes me feel good
about it, too."
Kim accepted Heidi's explanation and could understand how thinking
the boys looked cute in their diapers, and she felt that if she
performed such diaper-changing duties on Jeffy and Danny, it would make
her feel that her role as a big sister-- a role for which she was
recognized in more ways than one-- would be better fulfilled. Kim found
it difficult to understand what was so fun about wiping someone's stinky
poop-smothered behind every day, however. She also felt that the
behavior between Heidi and her brothers was borderline incestuous as
Heidi and her brothers were all sexually aroused by this activity. Heidi
assured Kim that while the sexual arousal made it so fun and enjoyable,
it was a necessary duty as her brothers were completely incontinent as a
result of no toilet training, and therefore, needed to wear diapers.
"So why weren't they toilet trained?" Kim asked Heidi.
"Well, you see," Heidi started to explain. She then whispered into
Kim's ear.
"My Dad wears diapers, too."
"Really?" Kim said, surprised to hear this.
"He grew up wearing diapers all his life, too, and then he met my
Mom, who got into changing his diapers and treating him like a little
boy."
"You know all this about your Mom and Dad?" Kim asked Heidi.
"Yeah, they told us this. We're really open about these things,
which is why I suppose our family gets along so well. We don't hold any
secrets from each other."
"I think Jeffy's little secret sort of got out after he met your
brother Max," Kim said as she and Heidi looked at him strutting around
in his thick multi-layered underpants.
"He should just wear diapers, they work a lot better," Heidi said.
"If he does, I'm not about to change him and wipe his butt every
day like you do for your brothers."
"If he wears pull-on diapers, he can change them himself. They go
on just like underwear, kind of like what he's wearing now," Heidi said.
"And they're even thicker, quite a bit thicker."
"Where can he get something like this? Where do you get diapers
for your brothers?"
"I make them," Heidi said, glowing with pride for her craft.
"Well, I designed them and started making them, but now my Mom's doing
it."
"Oh really?" Kim said.
"Let me see if my Mom has a business card on her," Heidi said as
she went to her mother and asked for a card. Her mother handed one to
Heidi, who then returned to give Kim the card. It read DEIDIES BY HEIDI
at the top and then it gave the post office box address and their web
page address, www.deidiesbyheidi.com.
"Maybe you can come to my house and I can show you some of our
stuff," Heidi said.
"If Jeffy goes over there with Max., I'll see you when we stop by
to pick him up," Kim said.
Max and the rest of the family then left for the evening. Kim
watched Marvin and Max, clad in their thick diapers as they always were,
walk outside to the street without any concern for who might see them.
"See you tomorrow!" Jeffy said as he stood at the doorway in his
"diaper" and waved to Max and his family.
"Nice meeting you all," Sarah said as she shook hands with Roger
and Rita.
"We'll stop by about 6:00 and pick Jeffy up," Roger said.
Becoming A Diaper Boy, Parts 81-90