The Twins

Chapter 26: The morning

“Come on, we’re almost late.” Mom hurried us away from the breakfast table. She rushed us upstairs, and put us in matching dungarees. Even though it was half way through January, it was still cold. She put our pacifiers round out necks, and hurried us downstairs. Just think! What would anyone think if they saw two ten-year old boys, wearing diapers, sitting in oversized car seats, sucking on pacifiers? Just as well we have tinted windows in our car. Not that I minded being on display, but it was about the time the schools were starting, so there were too many people about our age.

Mom strapped us into our seats, and took her place in the driver’s seat. Emm was patiently waiting by the gate, and closed it after we had driven through it. She hopped in the front, and we were away.

“Why are we going to the doctors?” asked Johnny. “We only went about 2 months ago.”

“I just think that you need a check-up.” Mom replied. It was clear that there was going to be no arguing about that point.

It’s only a short drive to the doctors, but it seemed to take ages.

“Right, you two, put your pacifiers in the pockets of your doors, unless you want to take them into the doctors.”

I can’t say about Johnny, but I certainly didn’t want to be sucking on my pacifier in the doctor’s waiting room.

We all got out the car, and went inside. I was slightly surprised when I saw dad in the waiting room.

“We’ll be in in a few minutes.” He said as mom headed for the seats next to him.

Chapter 27: The doctor

As dad had said, it was only a few minutes until our name was called. I had gotten used to our Doctor. I didn’t know his name, but he was very nice and he’s the only doctor I remember having. He took Emma into his office first, and closed the door behind him.

“I’m going to need a change soon.” Johnny stated to mom and dad. “I can feel a poop coming on.”

“Thanks” answered dad, sarcastically. “If you could just hold it in until the doctor has seen you, then I would be grateful!”

Sadly, it was not to be. Just a couple of minutes after dad had asked him to hold it in I could hear the splattering sound of Johnny filling his diaper. He looked at dad. Dad looked back. I could tell that dad was slightly angry, but you could see in his eyes that he knew Johnny couldn’t help it.

“Just leave it. I’m sure the doctor wont mind clearing it up. He used to baby-sit for us, so he has seen a good few of Johnny’s messes!”

Unfortunately, the mere act of Johnny letting go, had made my bowels start to move, and it wasn’t more than a minute until I too was sitting in a pile of poop.

“I’ll see the boys now.”

Nobody had noticed that Emma had finished. We both got up, and walked rather cautiously towards the office. Dad and mom signalled for Emm to sit down and wait, while they came in with us.

“So, boys, how are you?” the doctor asked, closing the door. He sniffed the air. “Your mom has told me about you recent changes in your lifestyle.”

There was no mistaking what ‘changes’ he was talking about.

“I’ll look at you first” he said, staring directly into my eyes. I obeyed, and hopped onto the table. He pulled my shirt up, revealing my chest. He put his stethoscope in various places around my chest, and told me to breath in and out at different points.

“I’m guessing its getting somewhat, ah, uncomfortable?” he asked, looking nervous. He wasn’t wrong. Poop irritates fast. He expertly un-taped the diaper (it was a disposable, as we were outside the house), and rolled it up into a ball. He glanced at mom, who was rummaging in our diaper bag for a new one. He placed his stethoscope against my penis. It was freezing. I shuddered. He cupped my penis in his hands, looking closely at it. I guess he was looking for any effects that the diapers might have been having. One he had finished, he taped a new diaper that mom handed him on me, and told me to hop down, and onto the scales. He took readings of my height, weight and lung capacity.

When he had finished, Johnny went through the same process. After the checkups, we walked back out into the outer office of the doctor to meet Emm. Mom and Dad stayed behind, presumably to talk to the Doctor. When they came out, we all piled into the car, and drove home.

Chapter 28: The future

When we got home, we ate what mom called ‘Brunch’, a mixture between Breakfast and Lunch. As it was a long time from breakfast, I was pleased to have it.

I could kinda sense it in the air. There was going to be a ‘discussion’. That basically meant that mom would talk to us, most probably about the doctor’s trip this morning.

“We were talking to the doctor…” mom started, “and he was just telling us some of the long-term effects of you two in diapers. Now, I know that you two are happy at the moment, but I just wanted to check that you would be happy with the longer term effects.” She was pulling at the skin on her hands. I could tell she was nervous.

“Now,” she said “as a result of your wearing diapers so far, you have become almost completely incontinent. The doctor warned us that if we do not take steps to re-train you now, then you will remain this way throughout your life.

“I don’t want to force you to do anything, but I just thought that you should know, as if you didn’t, and then you couldn’t live with this, then it would be my fault that you were having a hard time.”

There was a moment of silence. Mom was letting us absorb her message.

“So, do you boys want to stay in diapers?” she finally asked.

I nodded my head.

Johnny nodded his.

“OK. Well, I suppose that makes that one easy then.

“In which case, I think we should get on with the rest of the day’s schooling. Let me just ring Mike, so that he can come over too.”

She rang mike’s house, and his mom answered. The moms engaged in a long conversation. It seems amazing to me that they can talk about almost nothing for that long.

When mom finally got off the phone, Mike arrived at the door. We were all ready for our lessons, and proceeded with (almost) a full day of school.

Chapter 29: A meeting

As soon as Emma walked through the door, I let it go. I could feel the brown mush filling up the back of my diapers. The other two gave me weird looks, and then let theirs go too.

Emma walked in just as Johnny and mike were finishing filling their diapers.

“Sounds like I’ve got some diapers to change.” Emm said, smiling.

“I’m just going out to the shops, but I’ll be back in about ten minutes.” Mom said as she stuck her head round the door. We could hear the front door slam.

“Now that mom’s out, and dad wont be back for ages, I think that now would be a good time to hold a meeting, don’t you?” Emm said, smiling at us. We all nodded in agreement. We waddled upstairs, and she grabbed the changing mat from our room. Although we had a table now, the mat was still kept for those occasions when we both needed to be changed at the same time, or when we couldn’t be changed in our room for some odd reason. She laid it, and enough fresh diapers, out on her bed. We took it in turns to have our soiled diapers taken off, and then we all stood in a line, as we watched Emm take her clothes off. All of us had one thing in common – a really stiff penis.
“I declare this to be the 9^th meeting of this group” Emm said, opening the meeting in the traditional style. “As always, news of this meeting must not go any further than those present.”

It sounds kind of stupid now, that we opened every meeting with that, but at the time, it seemed very professional.

“Who’s going first?” I asked.

“I think its mike’s turn” replied Emma.

We all looked at mike. “Who do you want?” Johnny asked.

Mike looked at us all, and then chose me. I was slightly surprised, as us three boys usually chose Emma.

“I fancied a change” he said, almost reading my mind.

He jumped up onto the bed, and lay on his back.

“I tell you what…” I started, with just a very small idea in my head. “How about if I…I… sucked” I asked. Mike had obviously been thinking along the same lines, as he nodded enthusiastically. I bent over, and started to suck on his small, but rock hard penis. Since I was used to sucking on a pacifier, I just thought about how I would suck on that. Mike was really feeling things, as he was rocking more and more, and starting to gasp for breath. I had a split-second choice. Either I stopped sucking, and started to rub with my hands for the last part, or I kept sucking and allowed him to ejaculate into my mouth. Since it was the first time, and I hadn’t really tasted anyone’s ‘boy juice’ I decided to keep sucking. I could feel his penis throbbing, luring the semen to the top.

Although I was almost sure that I liked girls better than boys, I actually enjoyed the feeling of mike’s semen hitting the top of my mouth. What with him not being very developed, there was not much of it, so I just stopped sucking, and spat it out into one of the clean diapers. Mike was breathless. I could see him panting. It seemed that Johnny and Emm were impressed with my performance, as Emm said that f ever I wanted that done, she would do it for me, even to the point at which I ejaculated in her mouth.

“Wow.” Was all mike could say. “That was the best I’ve ever felt. I thought that you would probably stop sucking, and start rubbing when I let out the stuff, so I want to really thank you for that.”

Since I had just finished sucking mike off, it was decided that I would go next. I chose for Emma to do me. I had an idea of my own. Before I got on the bed, I whispered something into Emma’s ear. I could see her thinking about it, and she concluded that if I was willing to suck mike of, she was willing to do this with me. She jumped up onto the bed, and lay down. I descended onto her. This was the very first time that I had had sex ‘the conventional way’, so I had to have Emma guide my penis into the right hole. I had only ever seen this happening in the videos we watched in Sex Education at school, so I had no idea what it felt like. We started to move in opposite directions, both ‘having sex’ as it were. What with dad having warned us about pregnancy, and other issues with having sex, I withdrew before I ejaculated. Emma finished me off, by rubbing my penis on her tummy, meaning that I shot my sticky semen all over her budding breasts. I then finished her off with my hands, bringing her to an intense orgasm.

That left only Johnny left to do. He chose mike, and asked him if he could possibly suck, but said that he didn’t have to go ‘all the way’. After his experience earlier, mike was more than happy to go all the way, and ended up having Johnny ejaculate into his mouth.

Emma went through the usual routine of peeing in the diaper that we used to wipe or hands, and placing it with the other diapers to be washed. She then pinned us all in new diapers, just in time for us to rush downstairs to meet mom with the shopping.

Chapter 30: A Decision

When mom came through the door, she was almost bowled over by the four of us. We all, eagerly, helped her to carry in the shopping, and then mike said his goodbyes, put his overalls on, and went back home.

Mom called us into the lounge.

“Now, your father and I have thought of a little celebration that we can have. Actually, it’s just an excuse to go to the new restaurant, but we had to think of an excuse so we came up with this one. Bobby and Johnny, you’ve been in diapers for six months now, so we’re going to celebrate!”

Although I didn’t like to show off the fact that I had been wearing diapers, I wanted to go out to eat, so I just went along with the idea of the 6 month thing.

“Judging by the smiles on your faces, you agree with the idea. We’ll meet dad there, but first of all, Emm and I have got to get ready. I know that she’s just changed your diapers, but I think that in about an hour, when we’re ready, you’ll have filled them nicely, so we’ll be able to put you in disposables.

“Now, you have a choice boys. You can either go dressed in ‘normal’ clothes, or you can go dressed as oversized toddlers. I honestly don’t mind, neither does your father, so you have the choice. I’ll let you think about it.”

With that, she went upstairs and started to have a shower.

Johnny and I were left to think about it.

For some odd reason, Johnny and I can talk to each other, without being understood by others. We’ve been told by both mom and Emm that we often speak in some way that only we can understand. Mom had researched it, and it’s probably something to do with the fact that we are twins. We kinda use our hands, and facial expressions, and practically no words. Anyway, without realizing, we were speaking like this about our clothes that evening. We didn’t realize our conversation techniques until Emm came down and started staring blankly at us.

“What?” I asked

“You were doing that speaking thing again” she replied, seeming slightly distant.

We just carried on as we were.

‘Well, its far enough away from our neighbourhood, I think’ Johnny communicated

‘I would have thought so’ I replied ‘and anyway, who’s gonna tease us, even if we are seen?’

‘Nobody I suppose’ he answered.

“Are you actually speaking?” Emm asked, a completely confused look on her face.

“Yes, and we can understand it too” Johnny replied, grinning at Emm’s reaction.

Mom came down the stairs, and joined Emma.

‘So, are we going to go?’ I asked Johnny in this strange language, knowing that mom couldn’t understand us

‘Yeh, why not?’ Johnny replied.

“I presume that you were talking about your outfits.” Mom said.

We both nodded.

“Do you want to go normally?” she asked

We both shook our heads

“So you want to go as toddlers” she asked, just to confirm our choice.

We both nodded.

“OK, but when we are getting you ready, if you feel uncomfortable at all, just tell us to stop.”

We both nodded in agreement.

“Right then, up to the bath” mom said.

Chapter 31: The Restaurant

It was obvious that mom had anticipated our answer, as after our bath, she had the thick diapers waiting for us. She explained that if we were going round as toddlers, we may as well have thick diapers. Plus the fact that if we were diapered thickly, we would not need to be changed half way through the meal, if we did pee and poop.

Mom had picked out our most juvenile t-shirts, and there were pairs of overalls laid out for us.

Mom picked Johnny up the same way she would have picked a toddler up, and placed him on the changing table. She thickly diapered him in cloth diapers, and finished it off with a pair of yellow plastic pants. She ensured that the diaper was inside the plastic of the pants, and grabbed Johnny’s t-shirt. She lifted Johnny down off the table, and told him to stand still and lift his arms up. She slid the t-shirt onto him. This one had a picture of Sesame Street on the front. She grabbed his overalls, and put him in those. She finished the child-like look off with his pacifier, which she produced from her pocket. I have to say, that Johnny looked remarkably like a toddler, and he probably could have passed off as a 4 year old, rather than his 10. I was then put through almost exactly the same process, only my t-shirt had Pooh Bear and Piglet on the front. I was also given my pacifier.

“Are you absolutely sure that you want to go dressed like this?” mom checked one last time.

‘Are you going?’ I asked Johnny with my hands

‘Yeh, why not?’ he replied.

“Would you care to translate that into English?” Mom asked.

“We’re going like this” I said.

“Right then, I’ll just get my stuff, and then we can go.”

She got us into the car. Thank goodness for tinted windows. We were both strapped into our child-seats in the car, and she drove us to the restaurant, which was about half an hour drive from our house. I must have wet at least twice, with the nervousness about appearing in my current clothing in public. Parading around as a small kid at home was one thing. In public was a completely different kettle of fish. When we pulled up into the car park at the restaurant, I took a few deep breaths. ‘OK’ I thought to myself ‘I can do this.’

We went into the restaurant. Dad had already got a table for five.

“Well,” he said when he saw how we were dressed “I suppose its fitting, given we’re celebrating you being six months in diapers.”

When the waitress came over, she gave everyone menus. We were all a bit amused when she gave me and Johnny children’s menus, rather than the normal, ‘grown up’ menu.

Johnny and I both ordered beef. Mom ordered salmon, Emm ordered chicken, and dad had some tuna.

The meal seemed to go without a hitch. By the end of it, I had been through 4 glasses of lemonade, and managed to devour my beef, and a bowl of chocolate ice cream. It was a very nice meal, as we all agreed.

When mom had us strapped back into our car seats, we set off back home. We talked, a bit, but most of the journey was ‘talking’ between me and Johnny. When I say ‘talking’ I mean that we were communicating in that funny hands way. Mom compares it to sign language, so I suppose I’ll just call it that.

‘I kinda enjoyed that’ he said, after grabbing my attention.

‘Me too’

‘It wasn’t too bad, being dressed like this’

‘I loved the way that the waitress gave us kid’s menus’

“So boys, did you…” mom started, but then she saw that we were already deep in conversation, and stopped.

‘I think I could get used to going round like this’ Johnny stated.

‘Yeh. I tell you what, I’m quite full.’

‘Me too, in fact, I think I’ll just make a bit of room’ he said. With that, he bent over, and let a really huge fart go. There was no mistaking the splattering sound that accompanied it, either.

‘Feel better?’ I asked, trying hard not to laugh.

‘Yes, thanks, you should try it.’

‘Alright then’ I said, agreeing to his suggestion. I, too, leant over to the side, and let my bowels loose. I could feel the back of my diaper fill up with my sloppy poop.

“Hey, could you two be a little less disgusting?” Emm asked from the front seat.

“Sorry.” We replied.

‘You know, you’re right, it does make you feel better.’ I said to Johnny.

We both smiled at each other for the last 10 minutes of the journey.

By the time we got home, it was quite late. Both Johnny and I were very sleepy, so mom and dad carried us in. After our diaper-filling session in the car, we were both in deep need of a change, so mom changed us, and laid us in our cribs. With a kiss on the forehead, and a tap to the mobile, I was sent into a very deep sleep.

Chapter 32: Illness

I woke up. There was a terrible cramping in my gut. It was dark. I could vaguely see the downstairs light on. I turned over just in time to puke onto my mattress. The puke was closely accompanied by a huge push of watery poop into the back of my diaper. I don’t know what did it, but it wasn’t coming out in the nicest way.

Mom must have been doing some late night work, because it was within minutes that she was at my side. She let the side of the crib down, and carried me into the bathroom. I sat down on the floor by the toilet, and managed to puke up another dose of yellow gunk from my stomach.

I could hear Johnny throwing up in our room. I would guess that he had the same problem. Mom rushed out, and shortly carried him in, and sat him down next to me. I could see that he was pale. I let another dose of the burning poop go into my diapers. It was burning around my bum. Mom must have sensed my discomfort, because she lifted me into the bath. She slid down my plastic pants, and undid my diapers. She left me sitting in the bath, wearing nothing. I suppose it was a good idea really. If the poop was burning my butt, then it was a good idea to get it away from me as soon as possible. The bath allowed draining. I let another dose of it out. The smell was terrible. Johnny was placed in the bath next to me, also with no diapers. I saw him release a gush of poop.

I threw up one more time, and suddenly felt quite a bit better. There was one last load of watery poop, and then I felt a lot better. I could feel the blood, refilling my face. Johnny, however, was not looking so good.

It was only because I was feeling a lot better that I started to get aroused by the sight of Johnny’s bowels releasing their load uncontrollably. The stench was terrible. He threw up once more, and then he started to look better. Whatever it was, it was obviously out of our system now. I still wasn’t feeling perfect, and I was starting to get a headache because of the amount of liquid I had pooped out of my system. I was slightly dizzy. As Mom said later, I don’t often get ill, but when I do, I go down bad. I had some difficulty getting my mouth to work. I just about managed to say “water”, in a croaky voice. Mom got me a bottle, and filled it with water from the tap. She got one for Johnny too. Woken up by the commotion, Emma wandered in, squinting in the light. She went over and started to hug Mom, only to turn around, and puke into the toilet. She didn’t look so good. Mom just rolled her eyes, and went over to look after Emma. I grabbed the shower attachment on the bath, and started to wash away our poop. Luckily it was quite watery, and washed away down the drain. The final contents of my stomach also got washed away in the warm flow. Emma had just about stopped puking now, but had done her part on filling the toilet with the contents of her stomach. She didn’t seem as weak as me or Johnny, and just lowered the seat, and sat on it. I could hear a runny dose of diarrhoea being released on top of the yellow-brown sludge.

Mom went into our room, and got some fresh diapers. I instantly noticed, for some odd reason, that she was carrying three pairs of plastic pants. She proceeded to diaper Johnny, and then me, in the bath, and then turned to Emma.

“You’ve got a choice:” she said, “either you can go back to bed, and get up if you need to poop, which you probably will, or I can put this diaper on you, and I will change you in the morning. Which would you prefer?”

I could see Emma thinking about this. She kept eyeing the diapers, as if she wanted to get into them. She finally pointed shook her head.

“You don’t want the diapers?” Mom asked. Emma shook her head.

Mom grabbed the bucket from under the sink, and went into our room. She picked up the sheets, with the puke inside them, and placed them in the bucket. She put the bucket to one side, and then got some new sheets from the linen cupboard. She stretched out the new sheets, and then took the bucket downstairs. She came back into the bathroom, and carried Emm, who was almost asleep on the floor, back into her bedroom. She came back, presumably after tucking Emm into her own bed, and picked Johnny up. He was placed in his crib, and Mom came back for me. Having already discussed this with Johnny, I motioned for Mom to put me in Johnny’s crib with him.

I hugged him close, and he hugged back. We fell asleep.

Chapter 33: The Morning After

I could feel the bed rocking back and forth. I opened my eyes, to be greeted by the sight of Johnny rubbing the front of his diapers. I could feel the cold mushy poop in the back of my own diaper.

“Enjoying yourself?” I asked, smiling, but still feeling rough.

Johnny just ignored me, and brought himself to an intense climax.

“I thought I heard you two up.” Mom said, as she came in the door. “Smells like one of you two has a very full diaper.”

“That’s me.” I said, almost proud of the amount of poop that I had produced into the back of my diaper.

“How’re you feeling?” she asked, kneeling down by the cot.

“I’ll be ok.” I replied. Just as I said that, I felt myself heave, and I deposited another large load of poop in the back of my diaper. I ended up coughing uncontrollably.

“Sounds like you might still be ill.” I just nodded.

“How about you?” she asked Johnny.

“I’m fine” he said, bouncing up and down on the mattress to show how much energy he had. Mom lifted me to my own crib, and laid me down. “Back in a tick.” She whispered.

She walked over to Johnny, and lifted him onto the changing table. She proceeded to change his heavily soiled diaper. The smell made me wretch again, and I proceeded to load my diaper yet more. I could fell the poop getting forced up, past my penis, and towards my stomach. I could feel some of it push its way into my belly button. Mom, sensing my intolerance to the smell, opened a window. She double diapered Johnny, and sent him downstairs to get breakfast. Just after Johnny had left, Emma walked into the room, obviously just having got out of bed. She didn’t look too good either. She lay down in Johnny’s crib.

“Morning” Mom said to her. “Sleep ok?”

Emm just nodded.

Mom came over to me, lifted me up onto the changing table, and started to change me. When she got my diaper off, she gasped at the amount of poop that I had produced.

“Well, I suppose its better that it’s out of your system now.” She said, whilst wiping poop off my stomach. After a thorough clean, she pinned me into a double diaper. She grabbed a new pair of plastic pants from the drawer. “Do you want breakfast?” she asked. I shook my head, knowing that if I ate anything, then I would just throw it back up again.

“If you need a diaper change, just say. I’ve got the monitor, so I should hear you” she said, indicating the baby monitor plugged into our socket. I smiled and got back into my crib.

“How are you this morning?” she asked Emma. “Get up a lot in the middle of the night? I hope you didn’t make a mess of the sheets.” She asked.

“I’m not feeling too good, and no, I didn’t make a mess of the sheets.” she said. Mom just nodded.

“You’ll have to sleep in here today, because then I can hear you.” Mom said

Emma just nodded. I turned over, and pulled my blanket over me. I soon fell asleep.

Chapter 34: Oops

I woke up to the sound of Emma leaving the room. I could tell that she was feeling better, because she had my diaper pail in her hand. She was back into helping mode. I glanced at the clock. It was 3:30 in the afternoon. I had slept a lot. But I was feeling better for my sleep. I turned over, and made a small cry, like a baby would. I didn’t know what noise I was supposed to make to get Mom, so I thought that, seeing as it was a baby monitor, I may as well do a baby cry. She soon responded to my calling, coming in and opening the curtains. She grabbed me out of my cot, and lay me on the table.

“How are you feeling?” she asked, as she took off my sleeper.

“Better” I replied.

“Phew, what a stink” she exclaimed as she peeled away my plastic pants. She set to work removing my diaper. She got all of the layers off, and into the waiting diaper pail.

She had just finished wiping me off, and was folding my new diapers, when I let out a fart, and a small stream of poop.

Mom was slightly surprised, but just raised her eyebrows at me and waited for me to finish. I blushed bright red. As if to add to my embarrassment, my very stiff penis started to pee, covering my chest, and running down my sides.

“I was wondering how long it would be until you did that. He probably didn’t tell you, but Johnny did the same yesterday morning.”

She wiped up the remains of my little ‘accident’ and finished folding the clean diapers.

“Are you feeling well enough to come downstairs and eat something?” she asked, whilst pulling my plastic pants over my bulging diapers.

“I think so. I’m quite hungry” I said. I let out a small yawn. “Even if I am a bit tired” I added. Mom grabbed my pacifier, and popped it in my mouth, and then dressed me. It seemed that she was giving me the full baby treatment. She picked me up, and carried me like she would a baby, with my head looking over her shoulder. I didn’t mind. She carried me into the kitchen, and sat me down. She put down a plate of pancakes in front of me. I was glad to get something in my stomach. Johnny walked in.

‘Hi’ he signed to me. ‘How ya feeling?’

‘Fine’ I replied. ‘You should have seen how loaded my diapers were.’

‘I’ve loaded mine a bit’ he said. ‘In fact…’ “Mom, can you change me?” he asked, now speaking properly.

“Let me just finish loading the dishwasher, and then of course.”

As soon as the other two had left, Emma made a mad rush for the bathroom. I could tell that she needed to poop.

Chapter 35: Reflection

Being alone in the kitchen allowed me some time to just think. When I was at school, I would lie awake at night, just thinking. I never seemed to be able to sleep. Those of you who have been in a similar situation will know what I mean. You just can’t get to sleep. The same thoughts go round and round in your head. Round and round. I used to just lie awake, in my bed, staring at the ceiling, just about being able to make out the luminescent stars that had long lost their luminescence. That was, of course, when the bullying was not getting to me. On those nights, I would lie awake, silent tears trickling down my cheeks, and soaking into my pillow below me. I would eventually cry myself to sleep, only to be woken up by my Mom.

When you’re in a situation of intense bullying, you have to learn to hide your real feelings. Experts tell you to tell someone, but that never works. The only thing that happens then is that the bullies get annoyed at you dobbing them in, so they beat you worse. No, the best solution is just not to show emotion. The only problem with that is that you then don’t show emotion anywhere. Not even at home. I’m finding this problem at the moment. Even though I’m really happy, Mom thinks that I’m almost indifferent. I thought back to the days of bullying.

Mom put her arm around me, making me jump. “Sorry” she said “I didn’t mean to scare you.

“What were you thinking about?” she asked. There was no doubting that she knew exactly what I was thinking about, but she just wanted to hear it from me.

“School.” I replied, sighing. A tear made its way out of my eye, and rolled down my cheek, eventually plopping onto my top. She pulled my head closer to her. I nestled into her chest. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything.

“You know that you can talk to me, or dad.” She said “You don’t have to keep it to yourself. If you want to talk about it, you can.”

Chapter 36: The Evening

We must have sat there for a while. Not talking or anything, just hugging. Mom has told me since that she thought I was very grown up. Very mature for my age. To be honest, I would rather have enjoyed my childhood. But then, I suppose I was re-living some of it, sleeping in a crib and all.

“Well, it’s no use just sitting here all day. Some of us have got dinner to cook.” Mom broke the silence. She patted the back of my diaper as I stood up, and deduced that I needed a change. She guided me upstairs, into my room. I climbed up onto the changing table, and lay down. Mom expertly changed the heavily soiled diaper for a fresh, clean one. She’s brilliant, my Mom. She always seems to be able to do everything well. And she always seems to be able to tell what you really want. No matter what you say you want, she always knows. It’s almost as if she’s reading your mind.

I glanced at the clock. It seems that time had flown, as it was already 6:00.

With a fresh diaper pinned onto me, Mom placed my pacifier into my mouth, and then picked me up off the table. She carried me downstairs, and placed me on the sofa. Johnny was already watching cartoons. After about an hour of watching cartoons (the wonders of cable TV!), dad’s car pulled into the drive. As was his custom, he rang the doorbell three times, and then let himself in with his key. He glanced in at us, and then made his way to the kitchen. Mom was busily making dinner. He went upstairs to get changed.

“Tell you what.” I started, “Why don’t we see if Mike can come over for a sleepover.”

“OK” Johnny said. “Are you sure you’re feeling up to it?”

“I’ll survive.” I replied.

“Mom,” I yelled through into the kitchen “Can I invite Mike over for a sleepover?” I asked.

“Well, if his Mom says it’s ok, then yes” came Mom’s reply.

I grabbed the cordless phone, and dialled the number.

“Hello?” It was Mike’s Mom.

“Is Mike there?” I asked.

“Hold on a second Bobby, I’ll just get him.” I guess that she must have recognised my voice.

“Hello?” came Mike’s voice.

“Can you come for a sleepover?” I asked, getting straight to the point.

“I’m just about to have dinner, but afterwards, I think so. I’ll have to ask my mum.”

“Tell you what, ask her over dinner, and ring me afterwards” I suggested. Mom had just called us into dinner too.

“OK. I’ll ring you after dinner. Bye”

“Bye”

He hung up.

I happily walked into the kitchen to eat dinner.

Chapter 37: The sleepover Part 1

Mike rang after dinner to say that he was allowed for a sleepover, and to ask what time he should be here. I told him to come over in about half an hour, when we had had time to set everything up. It was decided that the lounge would become the bedroom for that night. As it was Friday, Emma could stay up too, so it was decided that we would have the lounge to ourselves for the whole evening. The kitchen table was brought in, and the changing pad placed on top to create a make-shift diaper changing table. The sofa was pulled backwards, to make space for the massive blanket that was to form our bed for the night. The sleeping bags were brought out, and zipped together to make a triple width duvet. Plenty of diapers were brought down, so that Emma would have some to change us into. Mom and dad agreed to go to bed early, and watch TV in their room, so that we had enough time to ourselves. The only limit to our night was that Emma was told to be in bed by 3:00 the next morning. Mike arrived soon after we had finished setting things up, and was amazed at the triple width bed that we had created. He had brought a bag with some clean diapers, and a sleeper in it. He didn’t need a spare pair of underpants, as any normal kid would bring, as his underwear was his diapers. It wasn’t long until we were watching our first film. We were lying in the bed, and Emma was taking up the whole of the three-person sofa. We watched Top Gun, which we all agreed afterwards, is a very good film. At the end of Top Gun, Emma stood up, and took a trip to the bathroom. Of course, that’s something that the three of us needn’t worry about, as we had our toilet strapped around our waists.

Whilst Emm was out, Mom and dad popped their heads around the door, saying that they were going to bed now, so we should keep the noise down. We all said goodnight, and they went upstairs. Emma came back shortly afterwards.

“Do any of you need a change?” she asked whilst walking in.

“Hold on.” I said. I let my bowels loose into the seat of my diaper. “Yes please.”

She rolled her eyes, as she realized what I had just done, and motioned me onto the changing table. She changed my freshly soiled diaper, and exchanged it for a clean soft diaper. They had been sitting by the radiator, so it was warm as well.

“Anyone else?” she asked as I got down from the table. No-one answered, so we settled down to watch the next film. It was Shrek 2.

We all laughed at the funniness of Donkey, and I think all of us three boys wet our diapers at least once due to the laughing. I also noticed Johnny fill the back of his diapers at some point near the end of the film.

When the film finished, we had to decide what to do next.

“Well, I know that we all want to do a particular thing at least once this evening.” I said, of course referring to one of our meetings. Everyone else just looked at me, trying to muster an innocent smile.

“What would that be?” asked Emma, in as innocent a voice as she could muster. I just let it drop. They all knew anyway.

“OK, so, seriously now, do we want to do that now?” Emma asked. “Or do we want to save it until later?” we all agreed that we wanted to do it now, and when Emma stripped off all of our diapers, it was obvious that the discussion had affected quite a few people. All of our penises stood up, as solid as a rock. Emma locked the door, and then removed her clothes. It seemed that the more that she undressed in front of us, the more her body fascinated me. She ensured that the curtains were completely closed, and then turned to the three of us.

“Who’s going first this time?” she asked, staring at each of us in turn.

We all looked at each other.

“OK, since you can’t decide, I’ll go first.” She said. “I’ll pick Mike.”

Mike stepped forwards and walked over to Emma. They had a hushed discussion, presumably to decide what they were both going to do. Soon enough, Emma was lying on the floor, with Mike’s head between her legs. She was rocking in time with Mike’s licking, and she had to try very hard not to moan. I could see the look on her face as she came to an orgasm, and I heard Mike just licking up her juices. She loved it. After Mike had licked her clean, she thanked him in the usual manner, and told him to lie down. She descended on his penis, which was sticking straight up from the amount of excitement that he was experiencing. Within minutes, she had brought him to an orgasm, and was sucking up his semen. The then retreated, and swapped places with us on the sofa. Johnny and I decided that we would satisfy each other. I went first, and Johnny sucked on my pre-pubescent penis. As I felt my orgasm approaching, I grabbed the back of Johnny’s head, and made him go faster. It felt so good, that I collapsed onto the bed behind me.

After I had recovered, I swapped places with Johnny. I started slowly on his little, erect penis, and slowly sped up. As I felt him on the verge of shooting his load, I stopped and let him rest for a couple of seconds. The many nights I had laid awake, masturbating, had taught me that if you stop just before you shoot, and wait a bit, it feels so much better.

I waited about 30 seconds, then started on his penis again. This time, I nibbled the end of his penis gently, and he shook with the feelings. I started to slide my tongue against the end of his penis, under the foreskin, and then I felt his semen hitting the roof of my mouth. I swallowed it before I even thought about it. He collapsed, and I stood up, looking at the other two. Mike’s erection had sprung to life again, and his was subconsciously massaging it. I walked over to him, and whispered into his ear what he was doing, telling him to save it until later. Johnny stood up behind me, and patted me on the shoulder.

Chapter 38: The sleepover Part 2

“Well, bobby, you seem to have that one down to a fine art.” He said. I smile at him, and we went over to the changing table. It was only then that it occurred to me that we had all swallowed each other’s juices. There was no diaper for Emma to pee in. I pointed this out, and Emma looked disappointed. Mike suggested that maybe she should just wear a diaper like the rest of us, but she refused. We all settled down to watch another movie. All of us only in diapers. We picked out the third Matrix, which is quite long.

By the time it had finished, everyone had a wet diaper on. We decided to have one last ‘session’ as it was almost time for Emma to go to bed. I went with Mike, and Johnny went with Emm. We decided that we should all go together, as it was already 2:45 and Emma had to be in bed by 3:00.

Mike and I had a bit of discussion, and decided on a position. I lay down on my side on the bed, and he lay down, the other way up, in front of me. I was staring directly at his penis. Almost by instinct I placed it into my mouth and started sucking. He did the same at the other end. It’s probably just as well that we are the same size, as otherwise we would not have fitted. I could see Johnny and Emma taking up similar positions. Within what seemed like no time (it turned out to be 5 minutes) we had all satisfied our sexual urges, and Emma was into her pyjamas. Johnny, Mike and I were all snugly in our bed. “See you tomorrow.” Emma said before leaving the room, turning off the light.

It wasn’t long until we were all soundly asleep.

Chapter 39: The girls next door

The next morning was relatively normal. Mike went home, and we cleared up the sitting room. The bed was no longer to be seen. The ‘changing table’ was cleared away, and everything returned to its rightful place. It was quite a surprise when a large removal van appeared outside the house next door. Even dad admitted that he didn’t know that the house had been sold. It was, of course, good to see a boy and two girls appear in a car a few minutes later. It seemed that this neighbourhood was full of people moving! We all agreed that we should go next door and welcome this new family. After the removal men had left, and we had given them time to sort out some of their stuff, we headed over. Not before we had been changed into disposables.

Dad rang the doorbell. One of the girls answered it.

“Hello,” dad said, in a kind voice “we’re your new neighbours.”

Not knowing how to react, the girl yelled into the house for her Mom. A nice-looking lady came down the stairs.

Dad repeated that we were the new neighbours. The lady shook out hands, and we went in.

“Do you want a cup of tea?” she asked. “We’ve just boiled the kettle.”

“If you don’t mind.” Mom replied.

At this point, a rather shy looking boy peered round the door. Seeing us two seemed to give him some comfort, but he still didn’t come in until his mum returned with the tea. The lady introduced herself as Joan. She put the tea on the table, and then called her three children down to ‘meet the neighbours’. Three kids appeared. All three of them I had seen before, but it was only as I saw them close up that they seemed to be the same age. The father appeared soon after, and everyone introduced themselves. The boy was called Jamie, and the two girls were Jill and Claire. After we had all gotten to know each other, Joan told her kids to take us upstairs and make us feel at home. All five of us trooped upstairs, and the three boys split up from the girls.

Jamie had quite a small bedroom, which only had a bed in at the Moment. As they had just moved in, I didn’t expect him to have much. On the floor, in the middle of the room was a Lego set. I hadn’t played with Lego in ages. Us three boys sat down, and started to play with the Lego. While we were playing, we talked. We talked about the ‘normal’ things, such as what we did at the weekends, what we were interested in. The normal 10-year-old things to talk about.

Just as we were talking about playing with Lego, and how Johnny and I hadn’t played with a Lego set in ages, Jamie gasped. It was only very small, so I just ignored it. He politely waited for Johnny to finish what he was saying.

“…Maybe we should get our Lego set down from the loft?” Johnny asked. The conversation stopped just for long enough for Jamie to get a question in.

“Say …” he said, nervously, “Do you guys wear diapers?”

I would say that he was at least 99% sure that we did when he mentioned them, as otherwise we would have known about him, and we would have, in effect, used it against him. We both just nodded, and he shyly pulled the top of his pants down enough for us to see the top of his diaper.

We all swapped stories, over how we got into them, and why we were wearing them. Jamie had had a fall a few years before hand, and had temporarily weakened his bladder. Although he could have made a full recovery, he used to secretly use his diapers on purpose, just to ensure that he stayed in them.

“I thought that my mum and dad didn’t know, until they brought it up a couple of weeks ago. They just suddenly asked if I wanted to continue to wear diapers, as I am getting to the stage where it would be impossible to re-toilet train me. They also explained how the knew that I liked wearing diapers and that they were OK with that, and just took it as one of life’s little things.” He explained.

Chapter 40: Girlfriends

Over the next couple of weeks, we got to know each other. Jamie’s Mom was home schooling him and his sisters too, as they were also quite well off. We ended up with both the Moms teaching us, and us alternating the venue daily. During this time, I got to know Claire quite well, and even started to think that she was quite attractive. Of course, with me getting towards the hormonal change of puberty, I was drawn towards her. Johnny and I talked quite often about how I was getting a crush on Claire, and he was getting a crush on Jill. I could also sense that Jamie was starting to look at Emma in the same way.

It was almost as if the two families had been made for each other.

About two weeks after meeting them, I plucked up the courage to ask Claire to be my girlfriend. She said that she also liked me, and we instantly became an ‘item’ as Mom would put it. A couple of days later, Johnny and Jamie decided that they wanted to catch up with me, so asked out the appropriate people, and everyone was accepted. The only one now without a girlfriend was Mike, who, not surprisingly, was feeling a bit left out.

“Guess what happened last night?” he asked, as we met at Jamie’s for school.

“What?” we all asked. We could tell that he was excited.

“Well, we were having a meal, and the neighbours came over to join us, and they have a daughter. Since you both have a girlfriend,” he said, motioning at us “I thought I would get one too.” This was all he said, and he waited for us to work out the rest.

“You asked her out?” asked Jamie. Mike just nodded. “And she said yes?” He nodded again. After this revolutionary bit of news, we were told to get in and get to work by the Moms. We split up by gender, as usual, and we got to go with Mom. Once again, she was teaching us maths. It was algebra. I have always been good at algebra, so I was on harder work than the other two, but then they were ahead in other subjects.

After a hard day’s work, we all decided to have a barbeque. It was quite a bunch, so the two Moms went out to the store to get some more food. It was decided that we would have me, Johnny, Mike, Jamie, Emma, Claire, Jill, Lucy (Mike’s new girlfriend), Mom, dad, Ann (Mike’s Mom), James (Mike’s dad), Joan (Jamie's Mom) and Bill (Jamie's dad). That made 14 of us.

Mike, as the only one who knew her, rang up Lucy, and asked if she could come to the barbecue. She wasn’t doing anything else, so she decided that if her Mom let her, she would. She quickly got the go-ahead from her Mom, and set off for Jamie’s house (the house we were in).

It was about this time that we had planned a little surprise for the girls. Being boys, and as disgusting as boys are, we all decided to take a laxative each. We had all agreed that we would let go at the same time, and as we had taken them at the same time, it was about now that we felt it coming. We all looked at each other, and nodded our heads. We all let out the stinky, runny poop into the back of our diapers at the same time. The girls looked at us all, with a look of disgust. Just then, the doorbell went. Jill went and answered it, and as we had all expected, it was Lucy.

Chapter 41: Lucy

Lucy appeared at the door, and hesitantly walked in. I could see her glancing at us boys’ diapers. Mike broke the silence

“I told you about these three last night” he said, pointing at us “Jamie, Johnny and bobby, this is Lucy, Lucy these are Jamie, bobby and Johnny, from left to right. Then over there, we have Emma, Claire, and Jill’s behind you.” He said, introducing Lucy to everyone. “As you may already be able to see, we all wear diapers, for one reason or another, and we don’t try to hide them when around family or friends.” He was, of course, referring to the fact that all we had on was a t-shirt and a diaper each. We all said hello, and sat down to get to know Lucy, and so Lucy got to know us. We talked for a bit, and then I let another really runny poop into the back of my diaper.

“Sounds like you could do with a change.” Claire said to me, eyeing my diaper. I nodded, and she took me off to Jamie’s room. It was quite different to how it was when I first saw it. There was a normal bed (although he was hoping to get a crib soon), a changing table, a chest of drawers devoted entirely to diapers, another chest of drawers devoted to the rest of his clothes, and a bookcase in the corner. Claire locked the door behind us, and helped me onto the changing table. She closed the curtains, and took off my t-shirt. I could tell that I was going to enjoy this change.

She took of my plastic pants, and started to unpin the diapers that I had around my loins. As she got lower, the diapers started to be a brown colour at the back, where my liquid poop had stained it. When she got the last one off, my penis was rock hard. She wiped up my butt, and then proceeded to strip herself. She tested the strength of the changing table, to see if it could take both our weights. When she was satisfied that it could, she climbed up, and descended onto my rock hard penis. Within a few minutes, I was almost at an orgasm. With the risk of all sorts, we split up before I shot, and she finished me onto my chest. I then told her to turn round, so that her privates were above my head. She obliged, and I started to lick her thing. As she experienced an orgasm, I lapped up her juices. She got down, and continued to diaper me, being very careful of my now sensitive penis. She re-dressed, and helped me down from the changing table. We went downstairs, and Johnny and Jill went upstairs, so that Johnny could be changed. They took about the same amount of time as us, so I could guess what had taken so long. Pretty much the same happened for the other two boys, waiting for a change. Just as Mike came downstairs, he was the last to be changed, just as the Moms came in. We quickly introduced Lucy to them. We asked where all the stuff was, and they replied that it was all next door.

“Well, I suppose we had better be going next door, too.” Emma said. We all trooped next door, and were met by Ann and James, who were preparing the meat. Shortly afterwards, dad appeared from upstairs. It seemed that he had got off work early for the barbecue. We went outside, and on the patio was our barbecue, Mike’s barbecue, and Jamie's barbecue.

Having sensed my surprise at there being three barbecues, Mom said “Well, there are 14 of us. You can’t expect us to cook it all on one barbecue.” I just nodded.

We had a nice evening, with the dads cooking the meat on the barbecues, and the kids eating most of it. We sat out in the garden until it got too cold to do so. By the time that we had finished the meal, and I had a very full diaper. Yet again Claire offered to change me, though there was no masturbation involved this time. I had eaten too much. Just as we arrived downstairs, the guests decided that they were going to go home. Even though it was a Friday night, all of the kids were tired, and wanted to go to bed. I suppose that 10:30 is not too early. Johnny then announced that he was going to bed. Emma went off to change him for bed. Dad wandered off to do some work, and it was just me and mom.

Chapter 42: School Day Memories

For some odd reason, I had a sudden urge to tell her about what had happened at school. I moved onto the sofa next to her, and lay my head in her lap. She started to stroke my hair. My eyes watered, and I started to explain what had happened. I started from the first time that I had been bullied, and then told of how bad it had become. It had been going on for almost three years, so there was a lot to tell. She just patiently listened. At one point, dad appeared at the door, and mom shook her head, telling him not to come in. He wandered off, and carried on working. I spoke, and cried for almost 3 hours. Occasionally, mom would ask me a question or two, but she mainly let me do the talking. By the time I had finished and calmed down, it was almost 1:45 in the morning. Dad had gone to bed, and everyone else was also in bed. I felt exhausted. Just thinking about some of the incidents had made me cringe with pain. Even so, I felt a lot better having told her about it. After having comforted me through the whole thing, she just kept calming me down, until the tears had finally dried up. She then, stood up, turned round, and picked up my pacifier from by the TV, and placed it in my mouth. I started to suck instantly. She picked me up, and took me upstairs. She lay me on the spare bed, with an old towel under me. She changed my wet and soiled diaper, and then took the old one to rinse it out. After she had finished, she lay me in the spare bed, and joined me.

Although I don’t like to admit it, I was grateful for her company when I woke up, screaming, in the middle of the night.

Chapter 43: The Morning

It didn’t take long until I was woken. It was just as the cool air rushed around my penis. I opened my eyes.

“Morning” said mom, smiling down at me. “How’re you feeling?”

I could tell that she was referring to what we had talked about last night.

“Better” I said. “What time is it?”

“Midday.”

“I slept that long?”

“Bobby, you weren’t in bed until 2:00, it’s only 10 hours sleep. Its what you’d normally get.

“Oh, and by the way, Johnny was wondering where you are. I told him that you weren’t going next door today.”

This was a slight surprise. You see, it was meant to be our turn. We swapped which house we had schooling in. We were in Jamie’s house yesterday, so we should be in ours today. I voiced my confusion

“Aren’t we meant to be here today? We were at Jamie’s yesterday.”

“Do you honestly think I’m going to let that lot romp around our house when you’re asleep? Possibly having nightmares? I spoke to Joan about it. She said that it was fine, and that she would take over today, and we would do tomorrow and the day after.

“Anyway. Are you feeling well enough to go to school?”

Although I wasn't ready to admit it, I was still a bit shaken up, and I didn’t think that I could face the other five asking questions about what had happened. I shook my head.

“OK. Anything you want?” I was feeling a bit tired, so I asked to be put back into bed. I snuggled under the covers, and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 44: Evening?

I woke up to the sound of Johnny coming into the room. I glanced over at the clock. It was 8:30. I had slept all day. I guess that I hadn’t been sleeping properly when I had all of that school stuff running round in my mind. I felt a lot better for sleeping all day though. I rolled over to face Johnny. I saw his face light up as he saw me, and he turned round and tore out of the room. Only seconds later, he was joined by mom. She smiled as she saw me awake.

“Feeling better?” she asked, smiling.

“I slept all day.” I complained. “Why didn’t you wake me?”

“Bobby, if you need the sleep, you need the sleep. It’s best if you get it. I didn’t wake you because it doesn’t seem right. Anyway, your brother would just have pestered you.”

“Not that he wont now” she added as an afterthought.

I got upright, and had mom change my diaper. Then I went downstairs to the lounge. I sat on the sofa on one side, and Johnny sat on the sofa on the other side. It didn’t take him long to catch my attention and start to sign at me:

‘How come you didn’t come to school today? Were you sick?’

‘No, but I talked to mom last night about school. It kinda brought back memories, and I didn’t feel up to coming and learning stuff.’

‘I see.’ He replied ‘so, what did mom say about the school stuff?’

‘Not a lot. She asked some questions, but mostly she just listened. I tell you though – it feels so much better to have talked. You should try it.’

‘Yeah. I thought about it, but I wasn't sure how to address the subject. But now you have, I should find it easier.’

‘Well,’ I said ‘If you’re going to do it, I suggest that you start before 11:00 tonight. We were up until 2:00 last night.’

‘OK. I might do it now, but there’s nowhere to go. But then, I don’t really want to do it on my own. Could you come with me? To give me moral support?’

‘I suppose so.’ I replied. I didn’t really want to, but he is my brother. And we do have to look out for each other.

Chapter 45: Johnny speaks

Johnny approached mom later that day. Dad had gone out to get some groceries, and Emma was in her room, minding her own business. Mom led us both upstairs, to the spare bedroom, where she closed the door, and sat down on the bed. Then, just as I had last night, Johnny started to speak. He managed to think of at least five occasions that I had forgotten, and all of the memories that he shared were hard on us both. By 9:00, after 4 hours of it, he had finally exhausted his supply of memories. Mom had, yet again, showed support and love, and all those other things that you need in a situation of that kind. Unfortunately for Johnny, the spare bed was not big enough for all three of us to sleep in, so it was agreed that mom would sleep there, and we would sleep in the same crib as each other, so that we could comfort each other. Mom would stay in the spare bed, so that if we needed her, we wouldn’t waken dad as we got her. We were both exhausted from all the crying we had done, so we both decided to go to bed right then. Mom changed our heavily soiled diapers, and laid us both in my crib. In a matter of minutes, we both fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 46: Changes and Revelations

Johnny woke up four times that night, and I woke up three. Only once did we have to go to mom.

In the morning, mom came into our room to find me awake, but Johnny still asleep. She motioned for me to get out of bed, and she took some clean diapers and the rest of my changing stuff into the spare room. When I went in, she had the mat on the bed, ready for my change.

“I thought it was best to not do it in your room, because otherwise we may wake Johnny.” She explained, as she stripped away my soaked diapers. When she was about half way down, I felt my bowels let loose. A large volume of poop emerged into the back of my diapers, and mom just smiled at me.

“Better now than just after I’ve changed you, I suppose” she reasoned. She stripped off the rest of my diapers, being met with a fresh, warm load when she got to the last one. She cleaned me off, but found it quite hard to get it clean around the base of my penis, around the first sprouts of pubic hair.

“I’ve noticed that you’re starting to develop. Now, you have a choice. I can continue to battle with getting your poop out from in-between your hair, which will make it possibly more painful for you, and make your changes longer. On the other hand, I could get rid of all of the hair, leaving you smooth to allow easier changes. I’m not going to force you, but I would advise the second, as it will ensure that you are clean.”

Now, although I don’t like to admit it, I was starting to get annoyed with growing up. I want to stay the little boy that I am at heart, but nature was taking its course.

I agreed to have the hair removed.

Mom went out, and came back with a razor, some shaving cream, some scissors, and some anti-hair cream. My eyes widened as I saw the razor, not looking forward to when it was in close proximity with my penis. Mom calmed me down a bit, explaining how she shaves her legs often, and she’s very good at not getting cuts.

First, she used the scissors to cut away the top of my hair. Although there was not very much, she cut it back as far as she could. Next she rubbed the foam around the base of my penis. As you can imagine, my penis instantly responded to this action. She tried her hardest not to acknowledge its erect state. Next she, very carefully, shaved away the small stubble that was left from her cutting. Finally, she rubbed the anti-hair cream over my balls and down into my crack. At this point, I was getting very close to shooting my load. Sensing this, she asked if I needed a minute to be alone. She was no stranger to my masturbation, and she even admitted that she knew about our group sessions. I went bright red as she revealed exactly how much she did know, but she assured me that it was all part of growing up, and that she trusted us all not to do anything dangerous. She left me alone for a couple of minutes, and I violently massaged my erect penis, feeling the baby-soft feeling around its base with my other hand. I very quickly brought myself to an ejaculation, spewing my creamy semen all over my belly. As I lay there, mom came back in, having just heard me finish, and wiped up my semen with a wet wipe. She waited a couple of seconds for my penis to go soft, and then very carefully, as not to upset my, now sensitive, penis, rubbed powder into my now smooth diaper area. She diapered me up into my usual diapers, and slipped the plastic pants over them. I jumped down, finding my legs slightly weak, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

As I walked down the stairs, I savoured the feeling of my smooth penis and balls inside my diaper. Every step I took allowed me to feel as though I was only a toddler, and constantly reminded me of the kid I wanted to be. Mom joined me, and made me some breakfast. She went over to the phone, and rang Joan up, explaining that today Johnny was in bed, and asking if we could go to school next door again. She got the OK from Joan, and rang Ann, warning her to send Mike to Jamie’s.

Chapter 47: Group Trip Part I

Mom kept popping back to our house during the day, to check on Johnny. She quietly told me that he was awake at about 2:00, and then excused me to go and see him. I went back to our house, leaving my studying, and went up to our room. I found Johnny in his crib, looking hot in the face. As mom had just changed him, I could guess why.

‘Did mom shave you?’ he signed to me. One advantage of having sign language – you can’t get overheard.

‘Yeah. I have to say, I kinda like it’ I replied, also silently

‘Also, did she leave you to masturbate after she’d done it?’ It was obvious to me that Johnny had just had a repeat of the change that I had had earlier in the day.

‘Yes. And she told me that she knows’ I replied, answering his next question before he even asked it.

He just lay there.

‘Are you coming to study?’ I asked

‘No. I’m still quite tired. Although, mom did say that we may be going out later; dressed as toddlers again.’ This was a new piece of information to me.

‘She’s going to invite Jamie’s family, Mike’s family and Lucy too. I think she’s going to match the boys with the girls, and make the girls change us, but I can’t be sure.’ He continued.

He was right. Mom had decided (with the other parents) that we would go out for a meal to a restaurant that Mike’s dad knew the manager, with the boys dressed as toddlers, and the girls acting as their minders. She matched us all off with our respective partners: Me with Claire, Johnny with Jill, Mike with Lucy, and Jamie with Emma. What we didn’t know, was that Mike’s parents and Jamie’s parents had brought their sons outfits that matched with ours, along with pacifiers to go with them. All of the boys agreed to this treatment, and we all got dressed up in matching overalls, and t-shirts that all had children TV programs characters on the front. We all had pacifiers, and all of us could have passed off as toddlers rather than 10-year-olds.

Because we were such a large group (and partly because of our dress), Mike’s dad had arranged for us to have an enclosed room of our own. What we didn’t realise, was that the restaurant had special high-chairs to fit larger boys. It’s a long story (Mike’s dad says), but the manager’s son was kinda like us. He was a year older, at 11, and he was really into kid-like things. It was revealed to us that he never ate his own meals, and that he was always fed from a high chair. When the manager had met some of the parents of his son’s friends, he had opened up an exclusive offer for people with boys the same as his own. He had a stock of 6 high chairs, all of which would fit boys of up to about 14.

When we got there, the manager met us personally, and directed us around the back before we had even got out of our car. We parked in the staff car park, and were led to a lovely room. It was only then that we saw the high-chairs. I turned to mom, and asked if they were for us. “Only if you want them” was her answer. All the boys agreed to be treated like this, and the girls were shown where we could have our diapers changed. They each put down the diaper bags of their respective boy, and came back to join the table. It seemed that the girls had been in on this before, too as they led us to a high chair each, and sat us in it.

Chapter 47: Group Trip Part II

I was, of course, with Claire. She led me over to my chair, and sat me in it. She fixed the table, and went over and grabbed some paper and some colouring pencils. She brought them over to me, and set them in front of me. I happily started to draw some childish drawings, and was rather upset when I had them taken away from me. Claire then read out the menu to me, so that I could decide what I wanted. I chose some fish, and asked for my drawings back. She passed them back to me, and I continued drawing. I was fully content for the first time in many years.

When the food came, I was surprised to see Claire produce a bib with my name on it. She tied it around my neck, and proceeded to feed me my dinner. I could see that Johnny was having the pleasure of exactly the same treatment, and the big smile on his face left no doubt that he was enjoying it. I glanced at the other two, and they also had big grins on their faces.

By the end of eating the main course, my face was very messy. There were bits of food all round my mouth, and my bib was coated in half-chewed bits of food. Claire wiped down my face, and untied my bib. Next, she lifted me out of my high chair (something I wasn't aware she could do) and took me out to the changing room. I wasn't really surprised when I saw four large changing tables, not dissimilar to those at home, lined up against the wall. She carried me over to the first table, and strapped me down. Whilst I was eating, I had dumped a good sized poop load into the back of my diapers, and Claire had, of course, noticed the smell. She set about the task of getting rid of my diapers. She stripped me down to my last diaper. By this time, the back of the diapers were showing large brown stains, and when she took off my last diaper, the full load of poop was exposed. I looked at her, and giggled as she sighed at the task she was about to perform. She cleaned my poopy area, and asked me what had happened to the ‘hair down there’. I explained that mom had shaved it, as it made changes easier, and she agreed. She played for a couple of seconds more with my penis, almost bringing me to an ejaculation, and then laid the first diaper on me. Having done this, she pushed her hand down inside my diaper, and started to play with my penis again. She brought me to a satisfying orgasm, and wiped her hand on the outside of my diaper, knowing that before long it would be saturated with pee.

She finished diapering me, and then snapped my overalls back up. Then she carried me out to the table.

The same process was followed for the other boys. I can’t say about the masturbation, but they all had their diapers changed. We then chose desserts. I had chocolate ice cream – on of my favourites. Claire gave me my colouring things back for while I waited for desert, and as I glanced up I could see that the others had their things too. I was happily drawing an infantile version of a garden, with multi-coloured flowers, and a large, smiling sun, when I was interrupted by the desserts arriving. Again, the bib was tied around my neck, and I was fed every bit of my dessert. This, again, mad a huge mess on my face, and down my bib.

When everyone was finished eating dessert, we were led to a lounge-type room, where the adults were served coffee. After all that had happened so far that evening, I was not surprised when us boys were served a bottle of warmed milk. The manager and his son joined us for this part.

Joey, the manager’s son, was a year older than all of us, though he was donning thick diapers like us. He seemed like a nice kid. He explained briefly his story, about how he was caught in diapers after many years of using them in secret, and then his parents agreed that he should wear them. They were happy to have another chance to bring up their son, as they had been slightly negligent the first time. It seemed that Joey was happy to have his childhood back, much for the same reason.

It seemed like hardly any time before we were packed into the car, and on our way back home. I had only one question for mom and dad:

“How did you know that we liked these things?”

“Well,” dad replied, “With our bedroom being next to yours, we can sometimes hear what you are saying at night, before you go to sleep. I’m not saying we’re eavesdropping, but when you get excited, you raise your voices. Over the last couple of weeks, we have heard enough to be able to build up an idea of what you really want. Of course, there was always the chance that we had got it wrong, which is why we have you the opportunity to not be fed, or any of the other things.”

He wasn't wrong. For the last couple of weeks, me and Johnny had been discussing what we called our ‘perfect diaper world’, i.e. what we would love, but were too embarrassed to ask for.

Chapter 48: Surprise!

Both Johnny and I were almost asleep by the time we got home. Dad lifted up Johnny, and mom got me. They carried us into the kitchen, and put us in our new high chairs. It took me a couple of seconds to realise it but…

“You’ve got us high chairs?” I asked rhetorically.

“Yes. We bought them, and then decided that we would test that you really wanted them before we gave them to you, so we arranged to go out for dinner. As soon as you agreed to go in the high chairs there, we rang Lucy’s parents, who had agreed to set them up for us. Then, it would be a surprise.” Mom explained.

And a surprise it was! Mom grabbed the bottles that she had put in the microwave, and gave one to Emm. The advanced on us boys, and started to feed us our bottles. I was in heaven.

That night, I was really smiling as I drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 49: New Lifestyle

The next morning, I woke up feeling particularly babyish. I don’t know what it was that brought it on, maybe the meal the night before. I woke up, as I often did, needing to poop. I did not hesitate to release it into the back of my very wet, overnight diapers. The feeling of the fresh poop up the back of my diapers was one that I loved. By this time, my penis had assumed its erect state. I violently massaged the front of my diapers, repeatedly thinking of how much of a baby I was. ‘I’m a small kid, who sleeps in a crib, and can’t hold in his poop.’ I kept thinking. It didn’t take long for me to bring myself to a climax, and release my load into the front of the diapers. Just as I was coming down from my diaper high, I heard Johnny enjoying himself in his crib. It was quite early, so we were the only ones awake.

We had agreed with mom that she would make us her baby boys, just for today. That meant the full treatment. Johnny and I, of course, had agreed, and it had started. We quickly slipped into our roles, waking up the rest of the house with our cries. Mom was quickly in to shush us, as she would with a small kid. She carried Johnny over, and sat him in my crib. She chucked in a couple of soft toys for us to play with while she went and got dressed. She also passed us our pacifiers. We were happily sucking on our pacifiers, playing with the soft toys when she came back in. Whilst she was at the door, she stopped, and smiled, glad to have her baby boys back. She took a mental picture of us sitting there, and then came over to change our diapers. She took Johnny first, and carried him over to the changing table. She quickly and efficiently changed his night-time diaper, noticing, but not saying anything about the result of his orgasm. She lovingly wiped up his mess, and carried him to the bath tub. She had already started filling it, and after checking the temperature, she lowered him in. She gave him a couple of plastic tug-boats to play with, and came back for me. Again, she quickly removed my soiled diapers, and again, noticed the result of my orgasm. She picked me up, and took me to join Johnny in the bath. She washed us over, whilst we were playing with the boats and sharks, making giant tidal waves, and eating men alive. She ordered us to stand up, and dried us off, one by one. It was as if we were three again. Next, she carried me into our room. She took me over to the table, and pinned me into some diapers. She didn’t even let me pull up my plastic pants, and she then sat me in my crib again. She placed the pacifier back into my mouth, and gave me a soft toy to play with. I watched her go back out, and return with a naked Johnny, and watched as he was put into diapers, just the same as I had been. She then pulled off the best stunt that she had ever pulled off. She managed to get me balanced on one hip, and Johnny balanced on the other. Don’t ask me how she did it, but she did. I guess the fact that we were small for our age helped. In fact, I suppose we didn’t have much more weight than a 4 year old may have. She carried us downstairs, and set us in our high chairs. She then pulled a couple of yoghurts out of the fridge. She placed them on each of our high chairs, and fetched our bibs from the wash room. She tied a bib around my neck, and then Johnny’s and fed us. She alternated, feeding me two spoonfuls, and then Johnny two spoonfuls. By the time we were done, we had really messy faces. She grabbed a flannel, and washed off my face, and then Johnny’s. Then she carried us back upstairs. She took us in to see dad. He was awake (I think we may have woken him up). Mom set us down on the bed, and we both crawled towards dad, with our diapered butts sticking upwards. He grabbed us both, and we started to play wrestle. This action brought back many happy memories of my earlier childhood. We snuggled up to him, because he was warm. Mom climbed into her side of the bed, after stripping down to her underwear. We were one big, happy family. Except Emma, who was acting like she normally did, and was sleeping in. We must have been there for about half an hour, all snuggled in with each other, when Emma appeared at the door. Her face lit up when she saw us all lying in bed. She somehow managed to squeeze in between me and Johnny, and then it was complete. Emma started to play with us, as she would a toddler, and mom and dad got out of bed to get dressed. Next, dad grabbed Johnny, and took him downstairs. Mom grabbed me, and took me downstairs after him. They set us down in the lounge, in front of the TV, and gave us some Fisher Price toys to play with. I was kinda surprised at seeing the toys, as we never had any the first time. I decided that I would stop worrying about where they came from, and just enjoy playing with them. Emma watched us as mom and dad had breakfast, then the other way around.

Chapter 50: The future

In my opinion, that day went too quickly. We pretty much lounged around, and played with toys as toddlers would.

That evening, Johnny and I were talking in bed. Yet again, mom and dad could hear us, though we didn’t know it.

“I enjoyed today, didn’t you?” Johnny asked me.

“Yeah, I wish it could be every day” I replied. Johnny agreed with me.

Next door, in mom and dad’s room, they quietly agreed to make that wish come true.

It wasn't a surprise when we found out that the others had had the same wish. For the next couple of months, we were treated like toddlers. Instead of schooling, we set up a day-care type thing. But we weren’t robbed of our privileges, otherwise I wouldn’t be sitting here, sucking contently on my pacifier, writing this story to post on the internet.

Maybe I’ll write again, some day, but not just yet.

Finally, excuse the plug, but Jamie’s written a story. You’ll find it under “Jamie”!

Bobby