JIMMY COMES TO DIAPERTOWN PART 1

This is a work of fiction, there is no child pornography, just a lot of kids who like to wear diapers. If you're a pedophile, please stop now!

Until recently, I lived on a colony with my parents. It was a special colony, being about 22 light years from Earth, and is the last haven for the Basics (a back to the basics religion founded in 2002, for people to escape technology and it's evils). About 5 years ago (it's 2122) with land running out on Earth, there was no room left for our traditional lifestyle, so the community made a decision, we had to use technology to continue to live as God intended, so we chartered a ship to this colony and set up life. I was 5 years old when I last saw Earth. My parents started a small farm and we had a good life.

What I could never understand, is my love for diapers. When we still lived on Earth, I would see little children running around with nothing but a disposable diaper on, and yearn to wear the same. On this colony, we had no disposables, and looking and thinking about cloth diapers just didn't do anything, so I assumed that it was just a weird phase that had passed.

5 months ago, We had an accident while driving for supplies, I survived, they didn't. A local version of a bear attacked the wagon and we went over a ravine. I didn't survive unscathed though, I woke up in the hospital, and found I had this dead feeling right above my legs. The doctor couldn't figure out what was wrong. Because they couldn't figure out what was wrong, they assumed I was paralyzed and were about to euthanize me (Basics believe that if someone is no longer useful or strangely deformed or injured, they should be put out of their misery. Nice guys huh?) when a visiting official stopped him He said he would take me to a hospital for treatment that was off-world, so I would still be out of their hair. After a great deal of discussing, they decided to let me go (to my relief). After they wheeled me into his ship (I still was having trouble walking)and we took off, he turned to me.

"You're pretty lucky I was there, kid."

"Yes, I am. Thank you."

"What's wrong with you anyway?"

"I can't feel anything in the middle of my body. They didn't know what to do about it so."

Just then a hot stream of pee shot out of my pants, soaking him and me! I was so embarrassed! Until then I hadn't thought that I wouldn't be able to feel the need to pee! He just sat there a moment, dripping. He then got up and got a towel to dry himself off.

"So you can't control yourself can you?"

"No."

"They didn't think to put you in a diaper, did they?"

"No, they don't have any that big. Anyone like that is put to sleep, like they were going to do to me!"

"Well, we'll fix that! I don't want that happening to my leather seats again!"

He then went over to this small device, tapped a few buttons, and then asked me...

"How big is your waist?"

"Uhh, 22 inches."

"Diaper, 22 inch waist," he said to the box.

All of a sudden, the box glowed and with a flash of light, a disposable diaper appeared!

"How'd you do that?"

"It's a producer, don't you know about them?"

"No! I never saw one before!"

"Yeah, they came out about 3 years ago. You're lucky "diaper" is part of the basic patterns. It drove Proctor & Gamble and Kimberly Clark nuts until they made specialized designs etc., to plug into it. Now nobody has to buy them, it saves landfills, time and money. When we had our kid, gee was it a timesaver! Here, put it on." He then threw the diaper to me.

I stripped off my wet clothes and put the diaper on! It felt so good, all soft, and it made a nice crinkle sound, too!

For the rest of the trip, I wore my diapers, but he wouldn't change them (to my great disappointment:( ) When we got to the hospital, we docked and I was helped (I could walk by now) into the hospital. After they examined me, the doctor came in.

"Jimmy," he said (my name, forgot that), "When you fell on that rock, you injured the nerves that control your bowels and bladder. I'm sorry, but you'll have to wear diapers for the rest of your life."

YIPPEEE!!! I thought. But then I knew I had to put on a somber face.

"Do you really mean that? I have to wear diapers?"

Yes, but also you need a home since your parents are dead and you can't go back to your colony. I think I have the perfect place though. There's a colony about 5 light years from here that takes children with incontinence. At first, a lot of people thought it was a place for pedophiles but it was checked out and they just take care of them. They do a very good job and I have yet to see someone come out of there that isn't a healthy, happy person, so we're going to send you there."

Hmm... I thought. This could be interesting. So I agreed to go.

One week later I was landing on the planet. It looked like a normal colony for rich people, with pools, parks, everything! A man greeted us at the space port. He was a tall, slim man in his early 20's. I couldn't help but notice the bulge in his crotch though.

"Hi! You must be Jimmy!" he said.

"Yeah."

"Well, welcome to the colony, I'm John, we'll get you settled right away."

"OK!" I liked him immediately. As we walked down the street, I was looking at the people. Every single one had a bulge in their crotch area.

When we got to the home, it was amazing! A pool, computer, holography, TV and communal rooms. Everything! I'd never seen nor tried most of this stuff and was a real eager beaver to try it all out! We finally reached what was to be my room and John opened up the door. Inside I saw a changing table, one of those producer things, as well as a crib!

"There's a crib in my room! What's going on here?"

"Everyone sleeps in cribs, they come with waterproof mattresses and are easier to clean up in case of a mess."

"I guess that makes sense." Inside, I loved it! This was great!

Suddenly, a putrid smell hit my nostrils. I felt my well padded rear and knew it wasn't me. I looked at John and he seemed uncomfortable

"You wear diapers too!"

"Yeah, everyone does in this colony! That's why it was established. Infantilists were so discriminated against on Earth that they left. They were being arrested left and right for child rape just because they liked diapers, so we just up and left! Now we take in kids like you so you could live happily and not be teased!" Oh Boy! Now this is going to be great!

JIMMY COMES TO DIAPERTOWN PART 2: I See More of My New Home

John went over to the producer and said, "Cloth Diaper, John setting."

When he saw the look of confusion on my face, he explained that he liked cloth diapers better. Accepting that, I watched him with great interest as he changed himself. After removing his stinky diaper, he used a device that removed all the poop from his butt, and then wiped himself completely with some baby wipes on the table. Satisfied that he was clean, he wrapped the diaper around himself, and then pulled on the plastic pants.

"Let me show you the rest of the complex."

The first place he showed me was the pool. From the observation level, I could see a bunch of children happily splashing around. It looked like such fun!

"Can I go swimming?" I asked.

"Sure," he said, "but you'll have to be prepared first."

Curious as to what that meant, I followed him into a room with a changing table. After instructing me to hop up and lie down, he got a strange looking diaper from the producer. It looked like a regular disposable diaper, but had a plug on the outside. After changing my diaper into the new one, he pulled a pair of plastic pants up that had a similar attachment on the outside, and strange rubber tubes at all the openings. He took a small tube and attached that to the plug on my diaper, and the one on the inside of the pants. He then took a spray can like device, and filled each one of the tubes with air.

"This is so no water gets on your diaper. It won't do you much good if the water soaks it through, now will it?"

We then walked down to the pool where he took a hose from the side and connected it to the diaper.

"This hose will drain your pee so you can stay in as long as you want! Most kids will play in the pool for hours with this on!"

Pleased with my good fortune, I jumped into the pool and quickly was welcomed into a game of Marco Polo by the other kids. After several times of being "it". I retreated to the side, and was joined by a small blond-haired boy.

"Hi! I'm Bill! What's your name?"

"Jimmy, I just got here."

"Yeah, I know, new kids don't come very often, so word gets out fast."

"Hmm, well, how long have you been here?"

"All my life, my parents founded this place, and when I was 4, they gave me a choice, diapers or toilet training. And of course, I stayed with diapers!"

I then related my life story to Bill, who found it interesting, until my narrative was interrupted by the entry of a sulky looking boy who, after being connected to his hose, sat in a chair by the side and just glared.

"Who's that?"

"Oh, that's Steve. He HATES his diapers, but he has to wear them and is always getting punished for misbehaving. I try to be friends with him, but every time I do, he just pushes me away! Most people stay away from him."

It was just then that I felt myself peeing. As soon as I finished, a felt a small suction, and I saw my pee being drained away through the hose. Kinda neat if you ask me. Bill laughed when he saw my eyes staring at the hose.

"Everyone does that their first time in a pool diaper, but you stop noticing it after awhile."

After about 3 hours of playing in the pool, John came to get me, and he had a woman with him.

"Hi Jimmy! Did you have fun?"

"You bet I did! Who's that?"

"This is Jane, she's your caretaker here, but I'll still see you, so don't worry."

She came over to me and helped me out of the pool.

"Let's get you ready for dinner shall we?"

She unplugged the tube, and led me back to me room, and told me to hop up on the changing table. She deflated the pants and started untaping my diaper.

"Gee, you're soaking despite our best efforts huh? Let's get you dry."

My diaper was removed, and my crotch wiped thoroughly. She then put me in a pair of pants with a snap crotch and a T-shirt. She then led me to the dining room. It was more like a restaurant than a cafeteria, with tablecloths and everything. As we sat down, a waiter came up to us.

"Anything to drink before dinner?" he asked me.

"Uhhh, chocolate milk!" (I had quickly developed a taste for this on the trip here.)

"Excellent choice, in a bottle or a glass?"

Hmmm, after a moments thought I went with the bottle, and Jane had a glass of wine. Dinner was spaghetti with meatballs, and as I'd never eaten it before, I made quite a mess of myself before I got the hang of twirling. After dinner, Jane took me to the communal room and left me there.

"The nurses will change you if you need it," she said as she left.

All the kids there were just wearing their diapers, so I quickly took mine off and handed them to a nurse, who folded them and put them away.

I quickly found my friend Bill, and as he was teaching me Monopoly, there was an outburst from the other side of the room.

"Don't come near me! I don't need your help!"

It was Steve, huddled in a corner crying, I felt so bad for him, and wanted to help him, but was sure this would earn me nothing. Suddenly, Steve ripped off his diaper!

"Steve! How could you do that! The diaper helps you!" said one of the nurses.

"I don't care! I HATE THEM! I don't REALLY need them but...."

With that comment, poop started to drop from his butt, and his pee began soaking the floor. He got a look of complete disgust on his face, and then ran from the room. The nurse calmly told another one to clean up the mess, and then called someone on the phone. Several minutes later, a man brought Steve back in, still kicking and screaming.

"NO! NO! DIAPERS! PLEASE!!"

"Steve, you need to wear them! I wish you didn't but you do! We don't want to have to lock you in your crib, AGAIN. You won't keep your diaper on, so I guess we'll have to do something."

With the man's help she quickly diapered him, and then put a pair of locking plastic pants over it. Whimpering, Steve retreated to a corner and just huddled there. I felt so bad for him, but what could I do? I really couldn't see things from his perspective, as I loved my diapers, but I couldn't help but feel I should do something. About 9PM, Jane came back to take me to my room. She put me up on the table and commented on the nice pile of poop that was there. She cleaned me up, and then put me in a sleeper, and then into my crib for the night. As I drifted off to sleep, I tried to think about how I could help Steve, but before I could think of one, I was fast asleep.

JIMMY COMES TO DIAPERTOWN PART 3:Outside Wanderings

Several months had passed since I came to the colony, and I had settled in pretty well. Bill and I had become close friends, and we spent every available moment together. Steve on the other hand, had become more and more secluded as time went on. I finally reached the decision to confront him. I woke up that day (as usual) to a wet diaper. As it was still early morning, Jane was not due to come in to change me for at least a half hour, leaving me plenty of time to lie there and think about what I was going to say to Stevie. As I thought, I reached down and squished the gels in the front of my diaper around, feeling how neat that was. Finally, Jane came in to change me.

"My, we're wet today, aren't we?"

"Yeah, before I went to sleep I had to go."

"Well, it looks like you almost overloaded this sucker, maybe we should get you some thicker ones for nighttime."

"Yeah, maybe."

She finished powdering me and changing my wet and poopy diaper, and finally released me. As I moved toward my dresser, Jane spoke up.

"You know, we're having a cookout today, and it's almost 90 out there, I think you'd be more comfortable without clothes."

"But won't I get sunburned?"

"There's almost no UV radiation on this world, you'd have to be out there about 12 hours even to turn a slight shade of pink!"

Seeing no reason not to, I toddled outside in just my diaper. Almost all the people were already out there, and almost all of them were just in their diapers. Bill ran up to me, and we started running around playing, the only thing louder than our yelling was the crinkling of all the diapers. Suddenly, I heard some yelling.

"Stop! C'mon PLEASE!!!"

I ran over to see a couple of diapered butts going off in the other direction, the lead boy holding a pair of pants in his hand. I heard some sobbing and turned to see Steve, huddled in a corner with his diaper gleaming out from under his T-shirt. I noticed for the first time that even months later, they still had him in the locking plastic pants.

"Steve."

"WHAT?! Are you here to take my shirt?"

"No, I want to help you."

"How!? I'm stuck in these diapers, pooping and peeing myself, and I can't help it! Diapers are for babies!"

"Babies and people who just can't help it, Steve."

"I know they're for babies! My father told me so! He knew I could control myself, he sat me on that toilet and I used it! He knew I didn't need diapers! I was in there for weeks! I knew I was fine! Then both of them died, and they sent me here!"

Aha! So that's why he hated his diapers! His father didn't want a baby son all of his life, so he thought he could toilet train him by force! Just then, John walked up.

"Hi, John!"

"Heya Sport! But seriously, I need to talk to Steve, I've got something he may be interested in"

"What? Another pair of locking pants? Or how about a bottle?"

"If you hate your diapers this much Steve, I may have the answer."

"A doctor is coming soon, who has invented a synthetic bladder and bowel, and he can put them in you so you can function without diapers, what do you think?"

"I could be normal? You're serious?"

"As a heart attack."

"Please do! Please!"

"OK, OK, he'll be here in a few days."

The doctor came, and with a little time, Steve gained control, and was able to move out of the colony, to a normal life on Earth. I however, lived happily at the colony until I went away to school, and even though some people couldn't accept diapers on anyone over 2, I made it through.

JIMMY COMES TO DIAPERTOWN:10 Years Later

There was a reunion at the colony for all the graduates, and I took the space liner over from Andromeda 4, where I was teaching computer programming. When I arrived at the grounds, I had found that most people had stripped to their diapers so I did the same. Suddenly, there was a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see a good looking guy, about my age standing there grinning with a gleaming disposable diaper wrapped around him.

"Hi Jim"

"Who're you?"

"You might remember me better as the guy you wouldn't ever expect to see here again."

"Steve?"

"Bingo!"

"But...You hated your diapers! What happened?"

"Lets just say, I missed an old friend, and realized that my father wasn't the guiding force in my life."

I grinned, put my arm around him, and we both headed off to the party, happy as a baby with a bottle of apple juice.