A SUMMER AT AUNT AMY'S
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Chapter 1

	Once upon a time, a boy named Davie had to stay with 
his Aunt Amy while his parents visited Europe. Being only 10 
years old, Davie wasn't allowed to go. Instead, he got 
dropped off at his aunt's house to spend the summer.
	 Now, Aunt Amy was known as a strict disciplinarian and 
felt no qualms about administering proper punishment. She 
delighted in making the punishment fit the crime. At 28 
years of age, she had seen a lot, and though she had never 
had children of her own, she felt sure she would have no 
problem caring for the needs of a ten year old.
	 When Davie was left off and his parents finally had 
said their last good-byes, and Amy and Davie were finally 
alone, Amy, having never been around children, inadvertently 
asked Davie, "So, are you toilet trained yet, or what, I 
mean how much assistance do you need?"
	"What do you mean?" Davie replied.
	"Oh, I just want to know if you still need to wear 
diapers or anything like that. I'm not used to having 
youngsters in my house and I'm not sure what you need. I 
bought a couple of dozen diapers, just in case, but you 
don't have to wear them if you don't need them."
	Davie was taken aback by his aunt's belief that he 
might actually still need to wear diapers. He really wanted 
to tell her yes, but he was afraid to. Davie had longed to 
wear diapers for as long as he could remember. He had even 
worn several pairs of underwear at one time and pretended 
that they were diapers. He didn't know if she was kidding or 
not, so he chickened out and told her he hadn't worn diapers 
for years. His aunt noticed how long it took him to answer, 
but said nothing.
	 Soon, it was time to go to bed. Aunt Amy led him to 
the bedroom he would be sleeping in for the summer. On a 
shelf, Davie noticed a large stack of cloth diapers. There 
were also pins and plastic pants on the shelf. Aunt Amy 
followed his gaze and laughed. "I feel kind of silly now," 
she said, "Don't worry I'll put them up in the attic first 
thing in the morning." She kissed Davie goodnight and left 
the room, closing the door behind her.
	 Davie got undressed and climbed into bed, but he 
couldn't get the diapers out of his mind. He lied there 
until he was sure his aunt was asleep, sneaked out of bed 
and got some diapers, pins and a pair of the plastic pants. 
He brought them back to bed with him he was so excited he 
could hardly breathe.
	 With some difficulty, he managed to pin the diapers on 
and pull up the plastic pants He was in heaven he wished he 
could wear diapers all the time.
	Davie had planned on wearing the diapers for only an 
hour or so, but somehow he fell asleep. He woke when his 
aunt shook him awake. "Get up, sleepyhead," she said, 
pulling back the covers. There, Davie lied in diapers and 
plastic pants. He was mortified. Aunt Amy put her hand 
inside the front of his diaper, and to his dismay, 
discovered he was wet.
	"Well, well, what have we here? Looks like someone wet 
the bed." Davie just looked down at his feet, too 
embarrassed to say anything.
	"Well, why don't you come to the kitchen and eat your 
breakfast while I decide what I'm going to do with you." She 
looked amused rather than angry, but she told him he could 
just stay in the diaper until after breakfast.
	Davie wondered how he had fallen asleep like that. Did 
he subconsciously want to get caught? Is that why he had wet 
the bed for the first time in over five years? What he 
wondered was what was his aunt going to do to him? He went 
to the kitchen in the wet diaper to eat his breakfast.

Chapter 2

	Davie dejectedly entered the kitchen, dressed only in 
his wet diaper and plastic pants. He noticed he hadn't done 
a very good job in diapering himself; if it weren't for the 
plastic pants the diapers would have surely fallen off, the 
ultimate embarrassment. His Aunt Amy silently fed him a 
large breakfast, musing and perhaps a bit amused as well. 
She made him drink two large glasses of prune juice, just to 
keep him healthy. Finally she spoke:
	 "Davie, I noticed how long it took you to answer when 
I asked if you still needed diapers yesterday. Then this 
morning, I find you not only wearing them, but wet as well. 
I know the pressure your parents give you with school and 
all. So I think that you really would like to be babied if 
only for a little while. Is this how you feel?"
	Davie found himself blurting out his secret desires to 
be treated like a baby again. He felt embarrassed and yet 
strangely relieved to be baring his soul after all those 
years of hiding his true feelings, and feeling that he was 
the only person in the whole world to feel this way.
	 Aunt Amy gave him a big hug, kissed him and said, "If 
it would make you feel better, you can wear diapers and be 
my baby all summer long. I just have one or two rules; One I 
will put your diapers on you, the way they're sagging, its 
obvious you can't do a proper job of it yourself. Two, you 
can take them off at any time, but once you do, that's it, 
you'll never get to wear them again. I mean it, you can wear 
them as long as you want, but if you ask to have them off, 
you won't be able to wear them any more."
	Davie found himself agreeing to let his aunt diaper him 
and keep him as her baby. In short, she was going to be in 
charge of every aspect of his life.
	"All right then," she said. "Back to your room, baby, 
Its time to change your diaper."

Chapter 3

	Aunt Amy led Davie back to his room with the intention 
of changing his diapers, although Davie really wanted to 
wear the diapers, he was starting to get cold feet.
	"What if she tells my mom? What if my friends find 
out?"
	He might have backed out of the whole thing if at that 
moment he hadn't seen his aunt's beatific expression. She 
really wanted to take care of a baby and he had lucked out 
beyond his wildest dreams.
	 He decided to ask the deciding question: If I am to be 
your baby, may I be a true baby, or must I still use the 
toilet? I just don't want you to get mad at me if I do 
something you don't want me to do."
	 She replied, "Honey, if you are my baby I won't get 
mad, no matter what you do unless you call it off by asking 
to have them off. I've never had a real baby. Can you be 
mine for a little while at least?"
	She finally changed his diaper. Davie's Aunt Amy was 
wasting no time. She knew if she let Davie get a chance to 
think about it, he just might realize why she had left the 
diapers in his room to begin with. She had hoped that he 
would try them on. Everything had worked out better than her 
best scenario; she was about to change Davie's diaper less 
than 24 hours after his arrival.
	Amy knew that Davie's mother had hurried him through 
life, insisting that he achieve goals, perform formally and 
informally well beyond his years since he was an infant. His 
mother had started toilet training him when he was only 10 
months old. He had maintained an A+ average in school or 
else! The poor kid had never had a chance to have a 
childhood, much less an infancy; She wanted to give him one.
	 Davie followed his aunt back into the bedroom with 
trepidation, He had been in total control of his every 
function since he couldn't remember, and he wasn't sure he 
was ready to relinquish control, but, oh, how he longed to 
just be taken care of, and here was his chance. He lied down 
on the bed with his eyes closed and opened his legs. If she 
wanted to change him, he would let her. Aunt Amy put new 
diapers on Davie and a bond was formed.
	Amy felt a thrill of elation as she removed Davies ill 
attached diapers; The boy really needs someone to take care 
of him. She proceeded to properly pin him into fresh, clean 
diapers, remembering to oil and powder him profusely so as 
to avoid an unpleasant diaper rash.
	Davie felt funny but nice as his aunt administered to 
his needs He didn't really need diapers but it felt good to 
let go of all the pressures he had let build up what with 
keeping straight A's and all his extracurricular activities. 
He sighed and let go his inhibitions.
	Aunt Amy had fed Davie a very nutritious breakfast, It 
also contained natural laxatives and diuretics. She couldn't 
believe that he had actually asked for more prune juice. She 
was going to test his resolve. Ah, but who was testing whom?

Chapter 4

	After having his diaper changed this time so it would 
probably stay till the second coming, aunt Amy seemed to be 
an expert diaper administrator. aunt Amy led Davie to the 
living room where he was to play whilst she did her morning 
chores 
	He enjoyed playing with the blocks and stacking rings 
for awhile, but lets face it, Davie was not really a baby; 
he was a highly intelligent 10 year old. He soon became 
bored and started to explore his aunt's house.
	He looked for a while in the closets, but there were 
only coats and stuff. Then he looked in the bathroom, but no 
one had left any turds in the bowl, so he couldn't play 
submarine. (Authors note: I played this game as a child and 
I will give you the rules If you ask me at my email address)
	Davie then decided to do the forbidden. His aunt had 
mentioned that her bedroom was sancrosanct. In other words 
off limits, what could be more adventurous? He listened and 
heard her puttering around the kitchen, so he guessed he was 
safe.
	Davie opened the door to his aunt's bedroom with some 
trepidation being off limits he felt there might be creepy 
crawlies in their, or boogie men or even dead bodies, but 
there was only a four poster bed a dresser and an 
interesting cedar hope chest at the foot of the bed. Davie 
couldn't resist as he opened the hope chest and looked 
inside.
	Actually he was pretty disappointed, he wanted to see 
gore and stuff and all he saw was a lot of girl stuff. Then 
he saw this thing with a cord and plug coming out of it. He 
pulled it out and it looked funny what was, it was rubber 
and looked like a carrot or a stick, but it was soft like 
rubber. Davie decided to plug it in, being curious as to its 
purpose; it started to tremble when he plugged it in.
	"Oh, I know what this is!" he exclaimed. "This is one 
of those electric erasers that those kids in drafting use. 
He looked for some paper and a pencil made some scribbles, 
and sure enough, the big vibrating eraser started to do the 
trick.
	Whilst our errant hero was transfixed with the 
complexities of the vibrating electric eraser, Aunt Amy had 
quietly entered the room . Oh she had him now, she had him 
now.
	"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!" Aunt Amy exclaimed. 
"YOU HAVE GONE INTO MY ROOM! Now I'm going to have to punish 
you, do you hear me!" 
	Yes ma'am," Davie replied with an apprehensive look.
	You'll get more than you bargained for now [ maybe more 
than I bargained for too she glowered.]
	"Oh jeezley crow!" Aunt Amy looked really mad as she 
drug Davie out of her room. She no longer had that look of 
loving acceptance She had had before, Now she looked like 
she really meant business. "Okay, sport, since you can't 
keep your nose where it belongs then I'll just have to see 
to it that you can't go wandering anymore. And you just lost 
the privilege of choosing whether or not you can take those 
diapers off; you'll wear and use them for the next two 
weeks, whether you want to or not.
	Just then Davie started to feel the prune juice he had 
drank starting to take effect. He had planned to call it off 
before he actually had to go poo. And now his Aunt was 
telling him he no longer had a choice in the matter.
	"Please, Aunt Amy I've really got to go to the 
bathroom. I won't go in your room any more, I promise. I 
don't want to play this game anymore!"
	"Well, that's just too bad cause it is no longer a 
game," said Aunt Amy.
	"But I really have to go and I don't want to poop my 
pants."
	"You should of thought of that before you went into my 
room," she said.
	Davie tried, but his bowels would not be denied totally 
against his will. His spinchters began to relax and the 
waste product of his body expelled into the diapers. He had 
only intended for a short little excursion into regression.
	His bladder, also being full, soon started emptying 
itself. Davie was mortified, yet some how thrilled. Just to 
show his aunt that he could play this game too, he pushed a 
little more and added to the load.
	Davie's rebellion didn't last too long. The cocky way 
he had defied his aunt's new rules by purposely pooping in 
his diaper didn't seem like such a good idea now. She hadn't 
changed him in two hours and he was starting to get 
uncomfortable
	Just then, the doorbell rang, Davie sat horrified in 
his own filth as the ladies of Aunt Amy's bridge club 
convened for their cat talk bridge and smidgen of gossip, 
don't you know? Davie wanted to hide, but the women saw him 
before he could get away.
	They teased him a little then became very matter fact 
about the proper way to change diapers and how old was too 
old for a boy to be diapered.
	By and by, one of these garrulous old hens noticed that 
Davie's diaper stank to the high heavens and all decided at 
once to honor him with a change. Davie wasn't sure that he 
really wanted all this attention. But he was going to get it
nonetheless!
	They held him down as they changed his diaper. No 
playtime, this. No, this diaper was meant for business It 
was six layers thick and could contain easily two quarts of 
liquid soon to be supplied by our hapless hero Davie. Well, 
of course after the diapering ALL the ladies wanted to adopt 
or at least baby sit for lil' Davie, whatever would he do?
	Well, the years went by, Davie's parents never came 
back from Europe. His Aunt Amy never let him out of diapers 
And her lady friends helped to keep him pure.

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