The Summer Was Five

This is a work of fiction.

Part 1

	I had turned five the first of April the year when my mother 
started her new job working twelve hour days on Monday, Tuesday and 
Thursday. I was no longer able to go to the same daycare as it closed 
too early. It was determined that I would stay with my Aunt Jane and 
Four year old cousin Fred.
I would go on Monday morning and stay until Tuesday evening and then 
come back on Thursday.
	I had recently stopped wearing diapers to bed as my bedwetting 
had slowed to once a week or so. My cousin wasn't quite as far along as 
he still wore diapers to bed and occasionally wore Pull-ups in the 
daytime.
	The first day I went over my cousin Fred and I played around the 
house all day. That evening at bedtime, we were given our bath together 
to save on time. After the bath I watched as Fred was put into a 
diaper. Jane then asked if I still needed one and I told her no. My 
mother had sent one of my bedpads along to be used in case I wet.
	The next morning I woke up glad to be dry but noticed that Fred's 
diaper was really wet. This day my Aunt said we needed a few things and 
so after breakfast we got dressed and she put Fred in a Pull-up for the 
trip. She told us that if we were good we could eat lunch at the 
McDonalds with the big playland.
	We went to several stores and then I said I had to go potty so we 
went and while I went she changed Fred's Pullup as he was wet. 
Lunchtime came and we ate our happy meals in record time, I even got a 
refill on coke. Aunt Jane told us that we had to go potty before we 
played. We played for quite a while when I had to pee. I was near the 
top of the playland and couldn't find the way out. I finally found the 
slide and came down. At the bottom I told Aunt Jane I had to pee bad so 
she slipped my shoes on me, but on the way I lost control and peed just 
a bit but enough to make a spot on my shorts. When we got to the 
bathroom Aunt Jane went to help me she noticed the spot and scolded me 
for waiting too long.
	After I peed we went out to her van and she said I needed to take 
off my pants. Then she got out one of Fred's Pullups for me and told me 
she didn't bring me any clothes. I first resisted the Pullup but 
remembered how it felt to be cared for when I had accidents in the 
past.

Part 2

	Aunt Jane put me in a Pullup and then helped me back into my 
shoes. Then she buckled Fred and me up and headed back home. When we 
got home we helped her bring in the bags and then she told us to go 
upstairs to the bathroom. When we got there she helped Fred and me 
using the bathroom and I watched her rinse out my wet underpants so 
they wouldn't stain.
	I was then told to go back to our room where she had me get 
dressed in underpants and shorts. Fred and I spent the afternoon 
playing in his backyard but Aunt Jane frequently reminded us to go 
potty. One trip in Fred told Aunt Jane he had to poop so she sat him on 
the toilet, I then realized I needed to poop as well so I spoke up, 
figuring I would use Aunt Jane's bathroom but she pulled out Fred's 
potty chair and said that I could use it if I couldn't wait. I got real 
excited as this seemed kind of fun to be treated like a younger kid 
again so I said I couldn't. I didn't poop a lot but I sure peed. When I 
was done I asked for toilet paper but Jane told me to lean over and 
used wet ones to wipe me and then she did likewise for Fred. Right 
after supper my mother came and we went home.
	That night I decided that I would really enjoy my summer with 
Fred and his mother. I woke up the next morning and my bed was wet. I 
didn't mind it near as much as I had in the past. It was cleaned up but 
I was not treated nearly as I had at Jane's.
	That day at home was real long and I considered having an 
accident just for fun but decided not to as it might cause problems.

Part 3

	Thursday morning came and I woke up wet again. After a quick bath 
I was left at Jane's and ate breakfast with Fred. While eating I 
noticed a smell and realized Fred pooped. Aunt Jane made no qualms 
about the problem just changed his pants. I remembered the feeling of 
the pullup and wondered if an accident today would result in the same.
	Later in the morning we went outside to play in the yard and I 
felt a need to pee so I decided to hold it until I went inside. I was 
running around when I realized I had to go now so I started to the 
house but didn't make it to the door before I wet my pants.
	I began to cry as I was not used to this and Aunt Jane heard me 
and took me inside and cleaned me up. She put dry clothes on me and 
sent me back out telling me not to worry as accidents happen.
	After lunch we set up the pool in the yard and we splashed 
around. Fred wore only a swim diaper and I wore my trunks. I had to pee 
once but Jane told me to just pee in my pants as she didn't want me to 
traipse through the house to the bathroom. We were still swimming when 
I felt the urge to poop and told Jane. She said that we would clean up 
shortly so to start picking up. While I sat in the pool I peed again 
and then just suddenly filled my pants. We went inside and Jane noticed 
I had pooped and told me to stand in the tub in case I leaked. I 
decided to finish the job in my pants and the last bit was runny and 
kind of leaked.

Aunt Jane cleaned me up and put me in a Pull-Up just in case.

Part 4

	Aunt Jane told Fred and me to lay down and rest in the living 
room. We watched cartoons and dozed a bit. I woke up and realized my 
Pull-Up was wet but not soaked. I still had a stomach ache and didn't 
feel like getting up. In a little while I needed to poop but as I went 
to get up some slipped in my Pull-Up. I told Jane that I had to poop 
and she came to help me and as we went to the bathroom. I couldn't hold 
it and pooped some more loose poop.
	In the bathroom she asked if I was finished and I said no, so she 
laid down a changing pad and told me to strip except for the Pull-Up. 
When I was undressed I decided to pee again and started to pee and soon 
was pooping as well. My poop started to run down my leg so Jane undid 
my Pull-Up and set me on the toilet to finish. She then wiped me and 
brought out a diaper, telling me that since I was pooping loose this 
would be better.
	After that big pooping I felt lots better. I went back to 
watching TV and after a while had to pee so I decided to just wet the 
diaper. At about six Jane told us supper was ready and noticed my wet 
diaper. After a light supper she changed me back to my underwear to go 
home.
	When mother arrived Jane told her about my accidents so I got 
questioned about them on the way home. Mother said she was sure that I 
must not have been feeling well to have that many accidents in one day.
	Once we got home I was sent straight to bed and wondered about 
the next week at Fred's.

Part 5 

	I got home and my mom told me to get ready for bed. As soon as I 
was ready she gave me some medicine and told me to go potty again and 
then go to bed. I still didn't feel well so I complied easily.
	I woke up the Friday morning and was wet again and mom said to 
get in the tub and was given a bath. My mom had to study some material 
for her new job as she would have to go to class for two weeks soon to 
help her do the job. We spent all weekend at home and mom reminded me 
to use the bathroom often so I wouldn't have an accident. I was never 
wet in the morning as she didn't let me have any soda all weekend, 
either.
	Monday morning came and I looked forward to Aunt Jane's and to 
the week ahead. Mom had to go in early so I got there at six am and was 
still sleepy. Jane told me to lay down in bed and sleep until Fred woke 
up. At nearly eight I got back up as I heard Fred talking. Aunt Jane 
saw me and told me breakfast was ready and so I ate the cereal and 
drank the orange juice before me.
	That morning Fred told Jane he had to poop so she went and helped 
him in the bathroom and complimented him on making it in time. A short 
while later I had to poop as well so I told Aunt Jane I was needing a 
poop so she helped me as well and even wiped my bottom again. Fred and 
I played in his sandbox that morning and about lunchtime I had to pee 
but decided to wait just a bit more. I waited too long and soon peed my 
pants. As we went in when Jane called, she noticed my accident and told 
me to go to the bathroom and she would clean me up. After she undressed 
me, she wiped me off and asked if I needed to go again. She then gave 
me a pull-up to wear as we were going shopping after lunch.

Part 6 

	We ate lunch of grilled cheese and French fries and as soon as 
the dishes were done Aunt Jane had me and Fred go potty. We left and 
stopped first at a Wal-Mart and Jane helped find me some clothes that 
fit over diapers better. She just changed my clothes right in the 
aisle, not going to a dressing room to see what would fit.
	After the clothes we found a few other items we needed and even 
bought a life jacket that fit me so we could go to the big pool 
sometimes this summer. We then went to the diaper area where she picked 
up a package of diapers, Pull-ups and Lil' swimmer pants, and some wet 
wipes. About this time we went to check out and I realized I needed a 
pee. I told Jane and she said just wait until we get the stuff paid for 
and we would go. We pushed our cart into a family restroom by the door 
just as I leaked a little bit. I was able to finish in the toilet and 
she left the same Pull-up on me as it was only slightly wet. She then 
checked Fred and he was wet so she got him a fresh Pull-up from her 
handbag.
	After we left Wal-Mart we went back home and she asked if we 
wanted to color using the new markers we bought. She told us to strip 
to our Pull-ups so that we could draw on ourselves as these were 
washable markers. We spent some time drawing several pictures on the 
paper she gave us and then spent time drawing on each other. I noticed 
once that Fred's designs were fading so I asked if he was wet and he 
said yes. I then realized I needed to go as well so I just let loose 
and watched the print disappear. After I wet I realized a poop was 
coming but we were having too much fun to stop so I tried to hold it. I 
succeeded for a while but soon a little bit slipped out. I didn't mind 
the feeling yet so I just kept drawing. Fred told me to lay down so he 
could draw on my belly and when I sat my poop smooshed up against my 
bottom and felt weird. As he drew he pushed a little and I pooped some 
more and then made a noisy fart and I noticed the smell. As we laughed 
I started peeing and really made a mess in my pants.
	Aunt Jane came in shortly and smelled the mess and first checked 
Fred and found him only wet but took one look at me and realized I had 
filled my pants.

to be continued