BABY KENNY

Chapter 1

	Every since I can remember, I've enjoyed diapers, 
wetting and pooping. Let's start back as far as I can 
remember.........
	"Peepee mommy, I gotta peepee," three year old Kenny 
implored for the fourth time. He still received little 
notice from his mother as she pulled him by the hand 
through the busy store while she shopped.
	"I can't hold it no more, mommy," and with that, he 
stood still while the warm pee rapidly soaked his training 
pants, spread across the front of his shorts, ran down his 
legs, into his shoes and onto the floor.
	"That's the second time you've done that today, young 
man!" His mother said in a voice that sounded almost 
pleased to little Kenny.
	"Now you've used all your training pants I brought 
with us and that was your only other pair of shoes. All you 
have left is your diapers and rubber pants, so come on, 
I'll have to put you back into a diaper."
	She took him by the hand again and led him to the 
dressing room where women try on clothes. They didn't have 
changing stations back then, and that was the most private 
place she could find. She took Kenny into one of the rooms, 
and after making sure there were no straight pins on the 
floor, laid him down and took off his wet shoes, socks, 
shorts, and training pants. Then she took a prefolded cloth 
diaper out of his diaper bag.
	"Good thing I brought this," She said to Kenny, and 
slipped it under his bottom.
	Before pinning it, she powdered his diaper area 
thoroughly and spread it on his soft skin. She finished the 
job by pulling a pair of blue plastic pants over his 
diaper. She stood him up and looked at her little boy 
standing there with nothing to wear but the diaper and 
plastic pants. It reminded her of when he was two.
	"There, now," she said. "You're a dry baby, but you're 
kinda big for a baby. You're almost four, you know."
	Kenny didn't care. He liked his diapers and rubber 
pants. He loved the softness of the cloth and the wonderful 
feeling of mommy rubbing in the baby powder, and the 
smell.... That was a most pleasant smell. He loved the 
rubber sheet under his flannel sheet in his crib. He didn't 
like having to hold in his peepee. He enjoyed the warm 
feeling of his diaper as he peed and it spread under and up 
the back of the diaper. And if he couldn't have a diaper 
on, he was almost as content with the feeling of wetting 
his pants. His mommy said she wanted him to tell her when 
he had to go, but often ignored his notices till he wet 
himself. Anyway, when she did respond and set him on the 
potty, Kenny would do his best to hold it till she took him 
off and he had his pants back on. Then he would wet his 
pants. He always liked the way it felt as the pee soaked 
his pants and ran down his legs. All of this usually 
resulted in his being diapered after several wet pants' 
episodes.
	 They were back home again and she was holding him 
close to her, sitting in the big chair that reclined and 
rocked.
	"So, what am I going to do with you, Kenny?" His 
mother asked softly.
	His head lay on her shoulder while she gently rocked 
back and forth, alternatingly patting him on his back with 
her left hand and on his bottom with her right hand.
	"You like being a baby, don't you, sweetheart?" She 
was almost whispering; she was talking so softly.
	Kenny slowly nodded his head, still resting on her 
shoulder and began to suck his thumb.
	"It's O.K., baby," his mommy said, kissing him softly 
on the cheek. "I think I want you to be my baby as long as 
possible, sweetie. You can just stay a baby for now, O.K.?"
	Kenny softly nodded his understanding again.
	After a short while, Kenny took his thumb from his 
mouth and whispered, "I gotta poopoo, mommy."
	"Shhhh, darling, you're a baby again remember? You can 
peepee and poopoo your diaper whenever you want to."
	Having been given permission, Kenny relaxed his bowel 
and began to go. It felt good, the way it slowly came out. 
As it pushed back against the diaper, he had to push to get 
it out and he began to pee at the same time. With his head 
still laying on mommy's shoulder, he was enjoying this dual 
sensation with quiet delight. His mother had stopped 
rocking and just held him tighter while he did this. Just 
as he finished, she gently pushed on his diapered bottom. 
The warm poop squished across his butt and between his 
legs. Kenny liked this feeling as much as wetting his 
diaper.
	Quietly, his mommy got up, still holding him and laid 
him on the couch.
	"I'll be right back, honey," she said and walked into 
the kitchen.
	Soon she came back carrying a baby bottle she had 
filled with warm milk.
	Kenny smiled as she picked him up and sat back in the 
easy-chair holding him across her lap and gave him the 
bottle. He began to suck on it and closed his eyes, 
enjoying all the sensations of the last few hours. Kenny 
was very happy and contented to be a baby again with his 
mother's blessing.
	"For now," his mommy said, "I'll just tell people you 
have a bladder problem and that's why your not potty 
trained, OK baby? Also, baaba's are only for before naps 
and bedtime so you can suck your thumb in public like you 
always have and use a pacifier at home. Do you want me to 
change your diaper now, or wait till after your nap?"
	"After nap..." Kenny replied, half asleep already, and 
drifted into full sleep as his mommy continued to rock and 
hum a lullaby.

Chapter 2

	Kenny was glad they were going to the mall. He always 
got to get a toy from the Toy Store.
	"You're getting big, Kenny," his mommy said. "Since 
it's your fifth birthday tomorrow, I've decided we should 
get you some new sleepers and maybe some bigger pants. The 
ones you have now hardly fit over your diapers! Then we'll 
go over and get you a special toy for you to play with."
	Kenny jumped up and down with delight.
	"Now lay down here and let me change your diaper 
before we leave. As a extra special treat, you can have a 
bottle of Kool-Aid to drink on the way. And, you can ride 
in the stroller the whole time we're at the mall if you 
want!"
	Kenny could hardly wait. He hurried over to his mother 
and lay down on the floor, ready to be changed.
	The mall was fairly crowded and Kenny enjoyed watching 
other babies as their mommies pushed them by in strollers 
or carried them as they shopped. Of course, they were all 
smaller and younger than Kenny, but he was glad to be 
treated just like them. He was happy sitting in his 
stroller, sucking his thumb.
	His mommy guided the stroller into the department 
store and went straight to the children's department. Soon 
she had found some cute, one-piece sleeper outfits complete 
with padded feet in them and the zipper up the front. These 
were Kenny's favorite kind of pajamas. They spent more time 
than Kenny wanted to trying on pants and stuff and he 
constantly reminded his mommy about going to the toy store. 
Mommy finally bought two of the sleepers and three pair of 
elastic waist trousers big enough to fit over the bulk of 
his diapers.
	The lady helping them had been curious and finally 
asked why a child of Kenny's size would be wearing diapers. 
His mommy said he had a bladder problem. The lady went on 
to say she could understand that, because her boy still wet 
the bed even though he was twelve. Maybe she would put 
diapers on him, just to keep the bed dry. Kenny's mommy 
told her that might be a good idea and gave the lady her 
phone number.
	"Give me a call if you decide to put him in diapers, I 
might be of some help to you."
	As she pushed Kenny's stroller out of the store, she 
was somewhat amused that the lady didn't seem to really 
notice that Kenny was in a stroller and sucking his thumb 
as they left.
	They headed for the toy store at the other end of the 
building. During the drive to the mall, Kenny had pleased 
himself by soaking his freshly changed diaper and now he 
was happily straining to go poopoo, feeling it smush 
against his bottom. As they approached the toy store, his 
mommy made exaggerated sniffing sounds.
	"Smells like someone needs a change," Kenny's mommy 
said with a smile, looking lovingly down at her baby.
	"I only brought one change for you, sweetheart, so you 
can wait till after we pick out your new toy."
	Kenny didn't mind at all, he liked the way the poop 
squished around in his wet diaper as he walked through the 
toy shop aisles eagerly looking for that 'special toy.' It 
wasn't easy to choose, but he finally settled on a new 
Tonka Dump Truck he could use in his sand box.
	As they left the store his mommy said they needed to 
find a place to change his poopy diaper and steered toward 
a long bench next to a small planter area. She stopped the 
stroller and sat down at one end of the bench. Just as she 
started to reach for Kenny, a man sat down at the other 
end, leaving just a short, open space between himself and 
her. The man seemed to be just watching the people go by. 
He showed no inclination toward leaving so she could lay 
Kenny down on the whole bench to change his diaper.
	"Excuse me, but do you mind if I lay my little boy 
down on the bench space between us so I can change his 
messy diaper?" Kenny's mommy asked the man with somewhat of 
an apologetic voice.
	"Ah, no, not at all; go ahead, I don't mind at all," 
He replied with a warm smile.
	He watched as she had Kenny get out of the stroller 
and had him lie down on the bench. Kenny's head was right 
next to the man's lap.
	Kenny looked up at the man and immediately started 
talking to him. "My name's Kenny, what's your name, mister? 
I pooped my diapers!" Kenny said with a big smile.
	"I see you did, Kenny," The man smiled back at him.
	"My name's Bob, glad to meet you, Kenny."
	He reached over and slightly tickled Kenny's tummy. 
Kenny giggled and continued to talk to his new friend as 
his mommy pulled down his pants and his plastic baby pants, 
then unpinned the diaper. He was telling Bob about his 
truck and how much sand it should hold while his mommy 
gently wiped his soiled diaper area with parts of the 
diaper that were not soiled. When she had removed what she 
could with diaper, she rolled it up and placed it in a sack 
in the diaper bag. Then she took a wet washcloth from a 
plastic bag that was in the diaper bag's side pocket and 
began to finish cleaning the last of what was a very big 
mess. Kenny had worn this diaper full for quite a long time 
and it had spread to almost all of his diaper area. She 
took another washcloth and did a final wash of his bare 
diaper area. Next, she slipped a fresh diaper under him and 
shook baby powder all over his bottom and genitals, then 
gently rubbed the powder to spread it evenly.
	As she was pulling the elastic waisted pants up on 
Kenny, he looked up at Bob and very honestly asked, "Did 
you poopoo your diaper too?"
	"KENNY!" His mommy exclaimed, "You don't ask adults 
questions like that!"
	The two adults looked at each other and blushed. Bob 
had also been talking to Kenny's mommy while he was 
watching Kenny being changed. She had introduced herself as 
Mary, and explained her husband had tragically died in an 
auto accident before Kenny had been born. He had enough 
insurance to pay off the house and give her enough of an 
income to allow her to stay at home and raise Kenny.
	"Gee, I'm sorry to hear that about your husband, 
Mary," Bob had said, "At least he saw to it you would be 
taken care of financially."
	There had been a lag in the dialog as Mary finished 
cleaning Kenny and slipped a diaper under him.
	Bob changed the subject. "Oh, I see your not one of 
those people who have switched to those new disposable 
Pampers they came out with. Cloth will always be the best 
way to diaper a baby. It's more natural and softer, and it 
has to be more comfortable for the baby. If you don't mind 
my saying so, Kenny must be at least five, does he have a 
medical problem to still be in diapers?"
	Mary paused, having just pulled a pair of natural 
rubber baby pants over Kenny's diapers, and looked up at 
Bob. She was going to tell him Kenny did indeed have a 
medical problem, but there was something about Bob...an 
understanding look in his eye maybe...that caused her to 
tell him the truth.
	"No, nothing like that. Kenny will be five tomorrow 
and so far, I just haven't been able to bring myself to 
potty train him. He's the only baby I will have. I started 
to potty train him about a year and a half ago, but he 
didn't seem to want to have anything to do with the potty. 
In fact, he told me he liked being a baby. I guess I was 
secretly pleased and told him that it was O.K. to stay my 
baby. As you can see, he still is, and is quite happy. Oh, 
dear, I can't believe I told you all that, I hope you 
understand and don't think too badly of me."
	This was the point at which Kenny chose to ask his 
question.
	After a short silence, Bob looked at Kenny, who had 
sat up and was waiting for his answer, then looked at Mary. 
"To be as honest with you, as you have with me; yes, I'm 
wearing a diaper and yes, I've pooped in it. I'm also very 
wet," Bob said slowly.
	He expected an outrage, a comment of disgust, or at 
least a shocked outcry, but Mary just looked at him with 
just the slightest hint of a smile on her face.
	"I see," She said "Do you have a medical problem?"
	Mary didn't give him time to answer.
	"Kenny really seems to like you (Kenny took this as an 
opportunity and hugged Bob around the waist to show he did 
indeed like Bob), and I must admit there is something about 
you."
	Mary hesitated for a moment then continued.
	"I haven't invited a man over to my house since my 
husband died, so I don't suggest this lightly. Why don't 
you come over to my house and I'll change your diaper for 
you if you like. That is, if it wouldn't be too 
embarrassing for you."
	Bob just sat there for a few moments.
	"Um, ah, yeah...I would like that."
	Kenny got down from the bench after saying how happy 
he was Bob could come visit, and began playing with his 
truck while the adults worked out the logistics of dealing 
with the two cars while wanting to ride together in one 
car. They decided to take her car and come get his later.
	Kenny was in a squatting position, pushing his truck 
around when he stopped and looked up at his mommy with that 
impish grin only children can get.
	"I'm peeing again, mommy," Kenny announced.
	His mommy looked at Bob who traded smiles with her. 
Then she looked down at her baby and laughed.
	"You knew I used the only diaper we brought to change 
you a few minutes ago, silly goose! You'll have to wait 
till we get home and then I'll change you and Bob, both!"
	Mary liked being the mommy and now it looked like she 
would have two babies.

Chapter 3

	As they rode in the car on the way to his house, Kenny 
sat on Bob's lap. He was laid back in Bob's arms, drinking 
a baby bottle. Bob had filled it with milk he had gotten 
from a vending machine. Kenny sucked on the nipple quietly, 
listening to the adults talk.
	"So, how long have you worn diapers?" Mary asked as 
she drove along. Her mind was going a thousand miles an 
hour. She wondered why she was accepting this stranger so 
easily. There was just such an instant rapport, a feeling 
of ease, she had with him and she could tell he felt the 
same way. Was this 'love at first sight'? It certainly was 
the case with Kenny. Mary could see he was already very 
much attached to Bob. She liked the way the two hit it 
off.. Kenny had always been very shy towards other adults; 
especially men. He had opened up to Bob right away. Maybe 
it was because Bob could understand Kenny's baby side as 
well as his slightly more grown-up side.
	In any case, here she was, headed home with a man who 
was wearing a wet, messy, diaper. A guy she just met, and 
she was actually looking forward to changing his diaper 
when they got there! She came out of her thoughts as he 
answered.
	"All my life, actually," Bob spoke the answer as if it 
was a normal response to a normal question asked by a woman 
he had just met. He was amazed at how at ease he felt. 
Sitting there in her car in a wet, poopy diaper, holding 
her five year old son, who was sucking on a baby bottle and 
wearing a wet diaper himself; he really and truly felt 
comfortable and relaxed.
	Bob felt his diaper warm and knew he was wetting 
again. Kenny realized it, too. He stopped sucking his 
bottle and looked up at him with a smile.
	Kenny interrupted the conversation by reaching up with 
his bottle and putting the nipple up to Bob's lips. Bob 
sucked on it a few moments. The cold milk tasted good. Bob 
stopped sucking and pulled his head back to get the nipple 
out of his mouth.
	"I'll have mine later, Kenny." He said, with a happy 
grin. He gave Kenny a little hug by gently squeezing him in 
his arms, pulling Kenny against him. Kenny hugged back, 
then started drinking his bottle again.
	"When I was a child, I had a number of bladder 
infections," Bob continued. "As a result my mother always 
kept me in diapers. I started in a regular school, but was 
teased so much when they discovered I wore diapers. I was 
soon transferred into a special school where other kids had 
various problems that required them to wear diapers too. 
About the time I was ten, I stopped getting bladder 
infections. By then I was so used to wearing a diaper, I 
would often wet without realizing it. My mother, like you 
with Kenny here, liked me being her baby and never tried to 
potty train me. Even as I grew up she diapered me, fed me 
baby bottles, and often dressed me in little boy and baby 
clothes she made herself. I still wear the last pair of 
pants she made before she passed away. They are light blue 
corduroy baby pants, elastic waist, with little bears 
printed on them and they have snaps on the inside of the 
legs to make diaper changing easier."
	"You're not going to believe this," Mary interjected 
joyfully. "I just made Kenny a pair of pants that sounds 
just like those!"
	Mary thought for a moment, then asked; "So that 
explains why you wet your diaper, but what about the other? 
You know, pooping your pants?"
	Bob chuckled. "I guess since I was already wearing a 
diaper, it was just natural to poop in them, too. It seemed 
like a normal thing to do."
	"Isn't that right, Kenny?" Bob asked as he glanced at 
Kenny.
	Kenny laughed and shook his head yes.
	Mary found herself laughing, too. "I guess you're 
right, I never gave a second thought to Kenny messing in 
his diaper, either."
	"I'm completely incontinent at this point, and to tell 
you the truth, I really have no desire to even try to go 
through what would be a long and hard potty training 
ordeal. I'm happy and content to wear diapers the rest of 
my life." Bob's tone of voice was quite serious.
	"That's O.K. by me. Mary answered, "I don't think I 
would mind a bit if that's what you want."
	Bob looked at Kenny. He had fallen asleep in his arms, 
still sucking on his bottle. Just then, Bob felt Kenny's 
diaper grow hot through the rubber pants. By now they were 
both very, very wet. Thank goodness, the car seats were 
vinyl, because Bob noticed his diaper was so wet, it had 
leaked quite a bit and even his pants were noticeably wet. 
Mary noticed at the same time.
	"My, my, your soaked aren't you, Bob?"
	"Yea, I guess I am. I usually don't go this long 
without a diaper change. I didn't bring a change of clothes 
in my diaper bag." Bob said with a trace of anxiety in his 
voice.
	"It's going to be all right, Mommy will take care of 
everything." Mary said in her maternal voice.
	She was smiling ear to ear. "We'll be home in just a 
few minutes."
	Bob wasn't even conscious of the fact he had started 
sucking his thumb. He just knew he was the happiest he had 
been in years.

Chapter 4

	Kenny woke up early. He lay in bed for some time 
trying to decide if he felt any older. Today is my eighth 
birthday he thought to himself. His mind wandered to the 
events of the last year. So much had happened. His mommy 
had married Bob just three months ago. That made him very 
happy. He loved Bob very much and he was a good daddy. 
Kenny had thought of Bob as his daddy very soon after they 
had first met, but now he was his daddy for real. Kenny's 
eyes wandered around the room looking at the many drawings 
and paintings his daddy had given him and made for him. His 
daddy was an artist and a good one too! Kenny knew Bob was 
the best artist in the whole wide world. His daddy was also 
his teacher. Daddy knows almost everything, Kenny thought. 
Since he worked at home, Bob had began to home school 
Kenny. Kenny enjoys "school time" and is an eager leaner.
	Just then, Kenny's thoughts were interrupted when he 
realized he had to go pee. Kenny held still for a minute 
and then released his bladder. The warm pee was quickly 
soaked up by the soft cloth diapers. He could feel it 
spread out and also run down between his legs, soaking his 
bottom. He reached down and felt the warmth through his 
plastic pants. He peed for a long time since he hadn't wet 
at all during the night. This sure feels good, he thought 
to himself. It had been a full year since he had worn a 
diaper at all. He had been potty trained for most of that 
time and was not allowed to wet or poop his pants. His mind 
drifted to his potty training.
	"Kenny," his mommy said, after sitting him down on the 
big arm chair and herself sitting on the sofa next to Bob. 
"You're getting to be a big boy now. Bob and I think it 
would be a good idea if you were potty trained."
	Kenny was not ready for that. His mouth turned down 
and he quietly began to cry, big tears running down his 
face as he listened to his mommy. She went on.
	"You know that Bob wears diapers all the time and even 
as big as he is still wets and poops in his diapers, don't 
you sweetheart? Well, he didn't really have a choice about 
wearing diapers. His mommy just made him wear them without 
giving him the O.K. not to wear diapers. We think it should 
be up to you, Kenny, to decide if you want to wear diapers 
or not."
	Kenny started to say that he really did want to wear 
diapers, but his mommy kept on talking.
	"So, I think that the only way you can really decide 
is if you were potty trained like most other kids your age 
and used the toilet instead of your pants. Starting today, 
you will not wear diapers any more. You will wear big boy 
underwear and you will not wet or poop in them. You will 
wear regular pajamas to bed and you can't wet the bed."
	Kenny was crying hard by now and ran over and embraced 
Bob for comfort. Bob wrapped his arms around the little boy 
and spoke softly to him. "Now, now. It's O.K. Kenny. Mommy 
and I are not punishing you, little buddy. You just need to 
know what it feels like to be dry for a long time before 
you can decide about wearing diapers. I'll tell you what, 
sport. You do this for us until your next birthday, until 
you're eight, and if you want to wear diapers again, you 
can, OK?"
	Kenny got control of himself again and reluctantly 
agreed. It took a whole month before Kenny stopped having 
accidents in his pants and bed since he was so used to 
wearing diapers and relieving himself whenever he wanted. 
However, Kenny wanted to please Bob and his mommy, so he 
tried real hard and the accidents stopped after awhile. He 
was completely potty trained. Kenny hated it. He missed his 
soft diapers and his plastic pants. He missed the special 
attention he got when he was getting his diaper changed, 
and the wonderful smell of the baby powder. He didn't like 
having to stop playing when he had to go potty and go in 
the house to the bathroom. He missed the warm feeling of 
wetting his diaper and the way the poopoo felt in his 
diaper. He was a good boy and obeyed his mommy and daddy. 
The night before his eighth birthday his mommy and daddy 
sat him down again for another talk.
	"Well, Kenny," Bob began. "You have been very good and 
stayed dry ever since you were potty trained. Now that you 
know what it is like not to wear diapers, what do you 
think?"
	Kenny did not even hesitate. "I want to wear diapers 
again!" He ran into the bedroom closet and got some diapers 
and a pair of plastic pants out of the boxes they had been 
stored in. He grabbed some diaper pins out of another box 
and ran in to have his mommy put the diapers on him. He 
tossed everything into his mommy's lap and took off his 
pants and underwear. He was about to lay down when he 
remembered something and ran to his daddy's dresser to get 
the baby powder. Then he ran back and laid down for his 
mommy to diaper him for the first time in almost a year. 
His mother was laughing as he rushed beck and forth.
	"OK, sweetheart," she said as she began to diaper her 
little 'baby'. I'll diaper you, but you can't use this 
diaper until tomorrow because you won't be eight until 
then." Kenny was fine with that, he was going to bed real 
soon and it wouldn't be long till morning. For now he 
savored the smells, feelings and softness of the diapers 
and the attention that went with it........................
	"Kenny!," his mommy said as she walked into his room. 
"Happy Birthday!" Kenny shifted his thoughts back to the 
present. Kenny's mommy handed him a bottle full of apple 
juice. "Thanks mommy!" Kenny said. His mommy sat down on 
his bed and gave him a big birthday hug and checked his 
diaper.
	"I see you've started being a baby again, your diaper 
is wet already." Kenny's mommy smiled at him as she said 
it. "I'm glad you want to stay my baby sweetheart. I know 
you have wanted to go back to diapers all along, but may 
least now you know the difference. Did you wet in your 
sleep?" She took him in her arms and cradled him while he 
drank his bottle.
	Kenny took the bottle out of his mouth long enough to 
answer. "No mommy, I went peepee after I woke up." He 
returned the smile as he spoke and then went back to his 
bottle and enjoying being held in his mommie's arms.
	"You lay down a few more minutes, baby. Mommy is going 
to fix breakfast for her little baby boy while he figures 
out what we might do today for his birthday."
	"O.K. Mommy." Kenny said with a mouth full of nipple. 
He lay down and continued to suck his first bottle since he 
had been forced off of them. He was wonderfully happy and 
started thinking of all kinds of things to do for his 
birthday.
	"Time to get up Kenny!" His mother called from the 
kitchen. "I'm fixing the birthday boy a big, special 
breakfast! Come on in to the kitchen, sweetheart! Happy 
birthday!"
	Kenny got out of bed and put his slippers on. They 
looked like little kittens and even meowed when he walked. 
Just as he reached the bedroom door, he felt he had to 
peepee, so he immediately relaxed and wet in his diaper, 
enjoying the warm feeling all over again. He then followed 
the smell of his favorite breakfast into the kitchen. As he 
entered the doorway to the kitchen, his mommy smiled at 
seeing him standing there in a wet, saggy diaper, plastic 
pants, and kitten slippers.
	"Happy birthday, baby!" His mommy finished sliding the 
ham and cheese omelet onto a plate. She put two slices of 
freshly buttered toast on the plate and sat the plate down 
where Kenny always sat. There was a toddler's sipper cup of 
fresh, strained orange juice already at the place. Kenny 
sat down in the high chair ( Bob had made him a new, bigger 
one ) in front of the table and his mommy fastened the tray 
to the arms of the chair. She sat down next to Kenny, 
fastened a bib around his neck and began to hand-feed Kenny 
his birthday breakfast. Just then, Bob came into the 
kitchen carrying a big box all wrapped up in paper with 
clowns and balloons on it and a large blue bow.
	"Hi daddy!, Kenny shouted out. "Mommy's feeding me my 
favorite breakfast! What did you get me daddy? Can I open 
it now?"
	"Woah, tiger!" Bob laughed. "Happy birthday! You can 
open the present after breakfast." Bob went over and kissed 
his son on the forehead and then checked to see if he was 
wet. "Then mommy can change both our diapers. Your soaked 
and so am I." Then Bob noticed Kenny's face turning red and 
a certain look Kenny had that Bob hadn't seen in almost a 
year. "Your going poopoo, aren't you Kenny?", Bob said with 
a knowing grin.
	Kenny smiled back and nodded yes, but didn't say 
anything. It was taking a little effort since it had been 
so long since he had pooped in his pants. Never-the-less, 
Kenny was glad he didn't have to wait till after breakfast 
and was enjoying the feeling as the soft poop filled his 
diaper.
	After he was done, Kenny hurriedly finished his 
breakfast as fast as his mommy could feed it to him. 
"Hurry, mommy, take the tray off!", Kenny said with excited 
anticipation. As soon as she did, Kenny leaped down and 
started ripping the paper from the box. Kenny was so 
excited, he peed his diaper again! Before half the paper 
was off the box, Kenny could tell what it was.
	"I LOVE IT!" Kenny shouted. "I always wanted a 
sleeping bag! Does that mean we're going camping?"
	"Yes, it does, sweetheart!" Mary said to her son. 
"We're going tomorrow morning! Now, you two need to come 
with me and I'll change your diapers. Then we'll plan our 
camping trip!"
	Kenny couldn't be happier! He was back in his beloved 
diapers, wet, messy, and about to be changed by his mommy. 
He was also going to get to go camping for his very first 
time! He could hardly wait!

Chapter 5

	Kenny went to his room and started playing a video 
game while he waited for his mommy to finish changing his 
daddy and then come to change him. He didn't play too long 
before it was his turn. His mommy came in and motioned for 
him to hop up on the changing table. As she set him up on 
the table, he could feel his poopoo spread over his bottom. 
Kenny loved that feeling and grinned as his mommy started 
to change him.
	"Someone smells verrry stinky!" Kenny's mommy said as 
she smiled back at his grin. She laid him back and pulled 
his plastic pants down to his ankles. As she unpinned his 
diaper, she made a funny face to show Kenny how stinky she 
thought he was. She started pretending to choke and holding 
her breath, puffing her cheeks out and crossing her eyes 
from the smell as she held his ankles, lifted his bottom 
into the air, and took the dirty diaper off of him. Kenny 
laughed at her antics then began to suck his thumb. Still 
holding his legs up, Mary then wiped off his bottom with 
baby wipes until he was clean. She then slid a clean, dry 
diaper under him and lowered his bottom onto it. Kenny's 
mommy always used lots of baby powder that she gently 
rubbed in all around his diaper area. This was one of 
Kenny's favorite parts of his diaper changes. Once the 
powder was done, she brought the diaper up between his legs 
and pinned it on both sides, making sure it was very snug. 
Mary decided to change his plastic pants too so she slid 
the dirty ones off his ankles and slid a clean pair up over 
his diaper. Next, Kenny's mommy got his favorite white 
onesie from his drawer. She sat him up, slipped it over his 
head and arms, laid him back down, then fastened the snaps 
in the crotch and the two on his shoulder. All of this was 
done in almost total silence, with Kenny sucking his thumb 
and lovingly watching his mommy's face.
	"OK, birthday baby, what would you like me to dress 
you in today? Do you want to wear your baby clothes or 'big 
boy' clothes?" Kenny's mommy stroked his hair and kissed 
him on the forehead while she waited for him to decide. 
"Baby!" Kenny said, his words slightly slurred by his 
thumb. "Baby it is!" Kenny's mommy said as she got his 
little sailor suit from the closet and proceeded to dress 
him in it. He looks so cute in this outfit, she thought to 
herself. She loved how his diaper caused his white sailor 
slacks to bulge. She finished by putting his socks and 
shoes on him and as she picked him up to set him on the 
floor, gave him a big hug and kiss. Kenny gave his mommy a 
kiss back and then he went to watch some cartoons while his 
mommy got herself and daddy ready for the day.
	"He sure loves being a baby," Mary said as she came 
into her bedroom and saw Bob sitting there in just his 
diapers and plastic pants. "Of course, I know someone else 
that loves that too," Mary said as she kissed her big baby 
husband. "So, what is the plan for this camping trip 
tomorrow?" Mary slipped her finger under the leg opening of 
Bob's plastic pants. She wasn't surprised to find out he 
needed changing again, and began to change him while he 
told her about the trip plans.
	"First off," said Bob as he lay down on the bed and 
lifted his bottom so Mary could pull down his plastic 
pants, "I rented a good sized camper-trailer for us. We'll 
have a tent too so Kenny can sleep in that if he wants to. 
And I plan on at least one night of us sleeping totally 
outside the camper and 'under the stars'. The camper will 
be useful in giving us a more private place to change 
diapers and a more comfortable place the two of us to sleep 
in. I like camping, but I don't want to spend every night 
sleeping on the hard ground and the rocks. Guess I'm just 
too citified!" Bob and Mary laughed at the comment. Bob 
lifted his bottom up again so Mary could slip the wet 
diaper out and slip a clean, dry one back under him. AS he 
lowered his butt back onto the diaper he continued. "I 
reserved a place way up above the valley at Yosemite Park 
last year just for this occasion. It is still accessible 
for the camper but it is more secluded than most of the 
camping spots there. I'm sure Kenny will have a great 
time"! Mary had already powdered and fastened the diaper on 
Bob and was slipping the plastic pants up his legs. Again, 
Bob lifted while she brought them up into place. "There are 
lots of things to do to get ready for this trip as well as 
making sure Kenny has a fun day for his birthday today." 
"Well, I guess I will have to dress you fast then," Mary 
said as she slipped Bob's pants up his legs. Bob said he 
could dress himself, but Mary told him her babies needed 
their mommy to dress them and not to argue. Bob never 
argued with her when she was being the mommy. She got him 
dressed in record speed and they set about the many tasks 
of the day.
	The day flew by. Kenny had some friends from the 
neighborhood come over and they had an impromptu party with 
ice cream and cake. Bob had to go get the camper and spent 
most of his time loading it with all the things they needed 
for the trip. Mary was so busy with the surprise party (it 
was a surprise to her) and getting food ready for the 
camping trip she didn't even think to change Kenny until 
she saw he was leaking. Mary took him to his nursery and 
changed his diaper and his baby clothes. She put a pair of 
shorts and a T-shirt on him for the rest of the day. The 
other kids had seen his wet sailor suit too but they didn't 
say anything because they had known Kenny wore diapers 
already. They had been told Kenny had been on a medication 
for a year so he wouldn't have to wear diapers but now the 
medication didn't work anymore. His best friend David knew 
the real reason he wasn't in diapers for that year and that 
Kenny had chosen to go back into diapers and be a baby, but 
that didn't matter to David. Kenny was his friend. Besides, 
David was a bedwetter himself and when he slept over at 
Kenny's he was diapered at night. He didn't get to wear 
diapers at home and he liked them much better than a wet 
bed, so he kind of knew how Kenny felt.
	All of a sudden, it was 9:00 PM and Kenny's bedtime. 
Mary diapered him for bed in diapers so thick he could 
hardly walk and then put his Pooh night-time onesie on him. 
She carried him into the family room and his daddy hugged 
and kissed him goodnight, then she carried him to the 
nursery. Mary put him in his crib and gave him a bottle of 
warmed milk. As he started sucking on his bottle, Kenny 
felt his diaper warm with pee. He was already back to 
wetting without thinking about it. Kenny was so happy! He 
had had a great birthday and was excited about the camping 
trip tomorrow, but he was also exhausted. Kenny fell asleep 
as his mommy sang a lullaby and he sucked on his bottle.

Chapter 6

	Kenny woke up sucking his thumb. This was the day! He 
was going to get to go camping! The side was down on his 
crib, so it was easy to climb out. As he slid over the 
lowered railing, he realized with a smile how wet his 
diapers were. They hung down low with his onesie, barely 
able to hold them up. He toddled down the hall and into his 
parents bedroom.
	"Mommy, daddy! Time to get up so we can go camping!" 
Kenny jumped up into their bed and cuddled next to his 
mommy. She instinctively put her arm around Kenny, and 
pulled him close. Still half asleep, she looked over at her 
clock.
	"Kenny, for Pete's sake, it's only 4:30 in the 
morning!" Mary whispered, amused he would be so eager. 
"You're going to have to go back to sleep for a little 
while. Mommy and daddy were up late getting ready for 
camping so we're real sleepy." Kenny didn't think he could 
go back to sleep, but he closed his eyes and tried. While 
he was laying there, trying to be a good boy and go to 
sleep, he felt the need to poopoo. Kenny relaxed and let it 
come out. He was enjoying the feeling as his mommy was very 
softly patting him on his diaper and telling him he was 
such a good baby boy. Somewhere after that, he must have 
drifted back to sleep.
	"Wake up baby boy!" Kenny's eyes opened and focused on 
his daddy's face. Bob was standing next to the bed, bending 
over to give his little boy a kiss on the forehead. "I love 
you, sweetheart, it's time to get your diaper changed and 
get you dressed so we can start our trip." Kenny was up and 
in his daddy's arms before he could say anything else.
	"Whoa!" "You're getting to be a pretty big baby," Bob 
laughed as he changed his footing to keep himself and Kenny 
from falling backwards. Kenny hugged his daddy who carried 
him back to Kenny's own bedroom for a very needed diaper 
change and then to dress him for the day's events.
	Bob soon had Kenny all cleaned up and was dressing him 
in a T-shirt and shortalls when Mary called to them to come 
and eat breakfast. Both baby boys were very hungry and 
quickly arrived in the kitchen. Bob helped Kenny into his 
highchair, tied his bib around his neck and then let Kenny 
tie a bib on his daddy before sitting down next to his son.
	"Well, as soon as we finish eating, we'll jump in the 
camper and take off," Bob announced with a smile. Mary 
looked over at him and laughed! Bob looked back at her with 
a little surprise in his face. "How come you're laughing, 
Mary? You've seen me with a bib on lots of times." Mary 
laughed even louder! She finally composed herself and said, 
"I'm used to you in a bib and diapers, my love, but I don't 
think other people will understand your walking around in 
just diapers and baby-print plastic pants with no trousers 
on!" Marry started laughing again as Bob looked down to see 
his diapers and bare legs. "I guess I better get some pants 
on before we go," Bob said as he started to laugh, too. 
Everyone then went about the business of enjoying a big 
breakfast. Kenny capped his off by sucking on a baba of 
cold milk.
	Bob finished his breakfast and went in to get some 
pants on. Mary followed him because it was obvious to her 
that he needed a diaper change. She called back to Kenny as 
they left the kitchen. "Stay in your high-chair and finish 
your baba, sweetie, I'll be back in a few minutes to get 
you and change your diaper. If your daddy's that wet, I'm 
sure you are, too." Kenny smiled from behind his bottle. He 
was very wet indeed.
	After diaper changes there was a flurry of activity as 
everyone made final preparations for the trip. Last-minute 
details were attended to and finally everyone loaded into 
the camper. "WE'RE OFF!," Bob and Kenny said in unison as 
they backed out of the driveway and headed down the street.

Chapter 7

	Kenny was so excited! He kept running up and down the 
length of the big camper. It was the type that was like a 
big bus and he would run up to where his daddy was driving 
and run back to where mommy was laying in the little 
bedroom. Finally, Kenny's mommy grabbed him and pulled him 
next to her in the bed to get him to settle down. He got 
the hint and snuggled next to her, happily sucking his 
thumb. Kenny had a tendency to fall asleep during long 
trips and this was no exception. He woke up to his mommy 
changing his diapers. She had slipped a changing pad under 
him and already had the legs of his shortalls unsnapped and 
his plastic pants off. She was just unpinning his diaper as 
he woke.
	"Hi precious," his mommy said. "I'm glad you woke up, 
you've been asleep for two hours already! We're almost to 
where we're going to eat lunch, so I'm going to change your 
diaper and put a Pampers on you. I know you don't like 
disposables as much as the cloth diapers, but it will be 
too hard to do laundry and a week is too long to store wet 
cloth diapers. I'm sure glad they make these size 6 
Pampers, they fit you great."
	Kenny really didn't care what kind of diaper he was 
put into at the moment, he was starving! It was a very hot 
day, so his mommy just left him in his T-shirt and his 
Pampers. Soon, they reached the Howard Johnson's they were 
going to eat at. After they found a parking area for the 
camper, Bob went back to the little bedroom so Mary could 
change him, too. As usual, he was soaked. Mary put her 
husband into a Molicare diaper and put him into shorts and 
a T-shirt. If someone was observant, they could tell he had 
a diaper on under his shorts. Once Mary was done, she and 
her two babies exited the camper and went into the 
restaurant. They were seated right away. The hostess 
noticed Kenny was in just a T-shirt and a diaper and asked 
Mary if the baby needed a high chair. Mary told her yes and 
one was brought to were they were seated. The busboy who 
brought the highchair picked Kenny up to place him in the 
seat.
	"My, what a big baby!" he said as he lifted Kenny. 
Everyone just smiled. As soon as Kenny was seated, the 
busboy left and the waitress brought the water.
	"Can I get you something else to drink or would you 
like to order an appetizer?" she asked. As she was 
speaking, she was looking at Kenny and thinking he was kind 
of old to be in diapers and in a highchair, but she kept 
her opinion to herself.
	"Would you like me to fill a bottle for your son?" She 
gestured toward the empty bottle in the diaper bag Mary 
carried.
	"That would be great," Mary answered. "He's very 
thirsty, I'm sure."
	Mary handed the bottle to her as Bob told her they 
would all like milk. The waitress took the bottle and 
returned in a few minutes with the bottle, two glasses of 
milk and took their order. Lunch was great and they joked 
and talked the whole time. Right before they were done, 
Kenny filled his diaper. Bob was the first to catch the 
tell-tale odor.
	"I think someone needs a change before we go! I'll 
change him in the restroom here so that there is at least 
one less smelly diaper in the camper's trash can."
	With that, Bob undid the tray on the highchair, picked 
up the diaper bag, and carried him into the men's room. 
There was a baby changing station there and Bob sat Kenny 
on the fold-down platform. Kenny was a little big for it, 
but still could lie on it for the diaper change. Bob 
proceeded to undo the tapes on the diaper and clean Kenny's 
bottom with several baby wipes. Being very practiced, Bob 
quickly got Kenny cleaned up and into a fresh diaper. He 
picked Kenny up and carried him back to the table. When 
they got back, Mary made a sniffing sound and said, "It 
doesn't smell like you got him changed. What were you doing 
in there?"
	Bob laughed and whispered to his wife, "While I was 
changing Kenny, I filled my own diaper."
	Mary chuckled and asked if he though he could fit on 
the changing station in the bathroom. Bob said he thought 
he might be a little too big so they paid the check and 
everyone went back to the camper. Mary took Bob to the back 
and changed him before they headed back down the road.
	Kenny sat on the bench seat of the table near the 
front of the camper and drank his second baba for lunch. Of 
course. he soon fell asleep. Kenny woke up near the end of 
the trip and just watched the scenery go by while his mommy 
talked with his daddy up in the front.

Chapter 8

	Kenny watched as the flat farmlands began to change to 
more and more trees. The camper had been in an uphill climb 
for some time. The trees were soon a forest and the forest 
got thicker and thicker. Eventually Kenny's daddy turned 
the big rig onto a smaller road leading off the highway. 
The smaller road became even smaller roads and there were a 
number of sharp turns. Finally, the camper came to a halt 
and was backed into a camping area.
	"We're here!" exclaimed Bob. "Kenny, we're going to 
setup a small tent just outside the camper so you can sleep 
outside at night if you'd like to." Kenny loved the idea of 
being able to sleep out in a sleeping bag in a real tent!
	"OK Kenny, you can go explore around a little," Mary 
said as she saw how eager Kenny was to check out the woods. 
"Just stay close enough to the camper so that if we call 
you, you will be able to hear. There are campsites in all 
directions so you can't really get lost. Do you need your 
diaper changed honey?" Mary had gotten some shortalls and, 
going over to Kenny, began to dress him. Kenny was wet, but 
he told his mommy no because he wanted to get going to 
explore. Mary decided to let him go rather than insist he 
get changed first. She finished putting the shortalls on 
him. "Go for it Kenny!" Mary had barely gotten the words 
out and Kenny was already out the door and going into the 
woods.
	Kenny was in awe of the forest. He walked a ways into 
the trees. He was far enough from the camp he couldn't see 
his parents. He could still hear them, but it was distant 
and he could not hear what they said. In the distance in 
front of him, he could also hear the faint laughter coming 
from another camp site. This was perfect, he thought, and 
sat down on a fallen log to take in the awesome experience 
of his first encounter with the forest and the mountains. 
He was sitting at the edge of a small clearing.
	Suddenly, he heard noises coming from the woods 
directly in front of him! There was something coming toward 
where he was sitting! He jumped up and got behind the log 
he had been sitting on and peeked around the end to see 
what was making the noise. He was scared, but he just had 
to see what it was. He readied himself to run back to the 
camp just in case whatever it was chased him. He watched 
and listened as it got closer to the clearing. Making quite 
a bit of noise, out from around a tree stepped another boy! 
Kenny was still hiding and watched him carefully. The boy 
was almost the same size as he was, maybe even a little bit 
smaller. He was skinny and had long blonde hair to his 
shoulders. He was wearing just a T-shirt, shorts and a pair 
of sandals. The boy seemed to be at ease and used to being 
in the woods. Kenny kept watching, being very quiet. The 
new kid walked a few steps into the clearing and started 
looking around. He especially seemed to be watching behind 
him. He was only about fifteen feet from Kenny, but didn't 
see him. After one more glance behind him, the boy 
squatted. He made a little noise and then Kenny saw! There 
was a definite bulging in the seat of the boy's shorts. The 
kid was pooping his pants! As Kenny watched in sheer 
fascination, the bulge got bigger, and then pee flowed from 
the shorts as well. Kenny watched the boy finish. The new 
kid stood back up and felt behind him, feeling the bulge 
the poopoo made in his shorts and smiled. Then, with his 
hand, he felt the wet front of his shorts and smiled even 
more. The kid stood there a minute, obviously enjoying what 
he had just done, then he walked toward the very log Kenny 
was hiding behind. Kenny ducked back and crouched behind 
the log trying to keep from being seen. The boy was paying 
more attention to the load in his pants than his 
surroundings and turned to sit down on the log Kenny had 
been sitting on and was now hiding behind. The kid made a 
tiny jump backwards, landing in a sitting position on the 
log. Kenny heard him make a little "Ahhhh" sound as he 
landed and his load smushed on his bum.
	Kenny giggled. The boy jumped way up and actually 
turned in mid-air. He landed facing the log and saw Kenny 
stand up from behind it. "What the crap are you doing 
spying on me!" the kid yelled at Kenny. "I wasn't trying to 
spy" Kenny quickly replied. "I was scared when I heard 
noises and hid behind this log and then there was you and 
then you went potty in your pants and sat down and I didn't 
know who you were and, Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to 
spy!" Then there was silence. The new kid just looked at 
him and he just looked at the new kid.
	Finally, the kid said, "You're not going to tell 
anybody I went in my pants, are you?" Kenny relaxed a 
little and replied, "No, but how come you did? I could tell 
you did it on purpose. Do you like it?" The kid seemed 
almost ready to cry. "Umm, er, ah, yeah........ but don't 
tell no one! I tell them I had an accident!" He was so 
afraid Kenny would start teasing him or run and tell on 
him.
	Kenny thought for a second, then slipped off the 
straps to his shortalls and pulled them down enough for his 
Pampers to show. The new kid stared at them for a minute. 
"Wow," he whispered. "That is so cool! How come you wear 
diapers?" The kid never took his eyes off of Kenny's 
Pampers. Kenny smiled and said, "I want to. I wear them all 
the time. I like to be a baby and my mommy likes me to be 
her baby, so that's why." The new kid's mouth dropped open. 
He just stood there, staring at the visible top of the 
Pampers Kenny was wearing.
	Kenny was getting a little uncomfortable with his 
diaper being stared at so close and finally spoke again. 
"My name is Kenny, what's yours?" The kid came out of his 
trance. "Danny," he said. "Hey, you got snaps in your 
shorts too, Kenny." Kenny chuckled and agreed. "Yeah, 
that's so mommy can change me easy. Ya wanta come over to 
our camp for a while?" Danny's eyes lit up for a second, 
but then a sad look came over his face and he said, "Your 
mom and dad will see I peed and pooped my pants and then 
probably take me back to where our tent is and tell my 
mommy."
	"No, they wont tell on you Danny," Kenny said very 
seriously so Danny would know he wasn't fooling. Come on, 
follow me, they won't tease you or tell on you at all, I 
promise!" Kenny started to walk back to the camp and Danny, 
still not real sure about going, followed a little ways 
behind. Before they got all the way back, Kenny stopped and 
let his new friend catch up. When Danny got close enough, 
Kenny took his hand and led him the rest of the way. 
Danny's thoughts were filled with what was going to happen 
when they saw his shorts all wet and smelled that he was 
poopy. Even through his concern though, he was enjoying the 
feeling of his wet pants and the poop that had spread all 
the way to the front of his underwear. Whatever they did, 
he thought, it was worth it.
	The two small boys broke through the woods into the 
clearing of the campsite where the big RV was parked. 
Kenny's parents had set it up for the stay and had already 
set up Kenny's tent with his sleeping bag inside. As the 
boys approached, Mary came out of the camper and stood next 
to Bob as he was building the campfire for later in the 
evening.
	Mary spoke first. "Hi baby! Did you have fun 
exploring? I see you found a new friend in the woods." As 
they came up to the two adults, Mary asked, "What's your 
name sweetheart?" She of course had noticed his wet pants 
and being downwind of the two boys, knew one of them had 
full pants. Bob noticed as well.
	Danny, looking at the ground, was afraid to look up at 
them. His reply was barely audible. "Danny," he said as he 
brought his head up just enough to see their faces for a 
second.
	"It looks like you need to be changed, Danny," said 
Bob as he smiled reassuringly at Danny. "I can tell you 
went poopoo in your pants as well as wet them. Why don't 
you and Kenny come into the camper, and Mary will get you 
both changed into something dry and more comfortable. I 
know Kenny has to be soaked by now and needs a change as 
badly as you do. I need to finish a few things for the 
campsite and then I will join you all inside."
	That said, Kenny took Danny's hand again and led him 
into the camper. Danny followed, somewhat stunned by the 
lack of scolding from the adults once they had realized the 
condition of his pants. Kenny's dad had even said all that 
about getting changed with a smile!
	Mary followed them inside and put Kenny's changing pad 
on the bed. She smiled at the two boys and said, "Hop up 
here Kenny, we'll change you first so your little friend 
can see how it's done." Kenny got up on the bed and lay 
down like any good toddler would do. Danny stood and 
watched in silence. Mary hummed the tune from Sesame Street 
while she started the diaper change. She undid the snaps on 
the inside leg seams and crotch of his shortalls and pulled 
them upward till Kenny's diaper was fully exposed. He was 
soaked. She untapped the sides and rolled up the diaper as 
she was sliding it out from under him. Kenny automatically 
lifted his butt up as she did this. She threw the wet 
diaper in a trash pail that was next to her. Then she took 
a baby wipe from its container and wiped his diaper area 
completely. She did the same with another wipe to make sure 
he was clean after being in a wet diaper so long. She had 
him turn over and cleaned his bum with yet another wipe. 
While he was still on his tummy, she put a diaper rash 
cream on her hands and rubbed them together to warm up the 
cream before she spread it all over his bum, rubbing it in 
completely. She had him roll back over and rubbed more 
cream on his front diaper area, taking care to cover his 
penis and scrotum. Next, she sprinkled a large amount of 
baby powder on his diaper area and proceeded to rub that in 
too. Back on his tummy again, he was sprinkled with powder 
and that was rubbed in gently. All the while, Kenny sucked 
his thumb and kept looking over at Danny who was watching 
intently. Mary didn't say anything either, but just hummed 
happily. She loved changing her baby boy. One more rollover 
to his back and Mary slipped a fresh Pampers under Kenny. 
She brought the front of the diaper up between his legs and 
fastened each side with the tape. Finally, she pulled the 
shortall back into position and fastened the snaps. "There! 
You're a clean baby again!" Mary pulled him toward her and 
gave her baby a big kiss before letting him get down from 
the bed. She turned her attention to Danny.

Chapter 9

	"OK, sweetie, it's your turn," Mary said as she patted 
the changing pad on the bed. "Come on up here Danny, I 
promise it will be OK."
	Danny climbed up on the bed and lay down on the pad, a 
little uncertain about how this whole thing was going. His 
own mommy would usually get mad and spank him whenever he 
peed or pooped in his pants.
	"Oh my, you certainly are a messy little boy." Mary 
spoke softly so as not to scare Kenny's new friend. It was 
obvious to her that he wasn't used to being treated so 
casually about messing his pants. Danny seemed almost ready 
to cry and very unsure about how to act while being 
changed. Kenny had recognized the look on his new friend's 
face and already had a solution. While Danny was getting up 
on the bed, Kenny had gone to the little refrigerator and 
gotten one of his bottles. He handed the bottle to his 
mommy.
	"You're such a good baby, Kenny! That was so nice of 
you to offer Danny one of your babas." Mary put the nipple 
of the bottle up to Danny's mouth. Danny thought he was 
dreaming! He had been wanting to drink a baby bottle ever 
since he could remember. He took the bottle in both hands 
and began to suck it, now smiling up at Mary.
	Mary began changing Danny. Just as she did with Kenny, 
she started humming the tune from Sesame Street. She 
unfastened his pants button and slid the zipper down. She 
then worked on sliding his jeans down, being careful not to 
pull his underwear down yet. Kenny stood next to the bed 
and watched as quietly as Danny had watched him. Poop had 
worked its way out the edges of his underwear and had 
gotten all over the inside of his jeans. She placed the 
dirty jeans into a plastic bag she had put at the foot of 
the bed. Next, she pulled off his soaking wet and very 
soiled Power Rangers underwear and put them into the 
plastic bag as well. As careful as she was, there was no 
way to avoid getting poop on his legs as she removed his 
undies. Mary began cleaning his bottom and legs with baby 
wipes. Danny watched her smiling face intently as Mary 
continued cleaning his bottom. Danny was so happy right 
now. He was perfectly at ease with this stranger cleaning 
him as he sucked the bottle that was nearing empty. With 
the 12th baby wipe, Mary finally removed the last traces of 
Danny's 'accident' and then spoke to him. "I'm sorry honey, 
but I don't have any underwear for you to wear. Luckily you 
are about the same size as Kenny so you can wear a pair of 
his jeans, but I'm afraid I will have to put a diaper on 
you instead of underwear because that's all Kenny wears is 
diapers."
	Without a moment's hesitation, Danny nodded his head 
yes and his smiled widened even more than it had been. Mary 
smiled back and sprinkled a large amount of baby powder on 
Danny's diaper area before slipping a new Pampers under the 
little, blond boy. Danny was in his own little world as 
Mary pulled the front of the diaper up between his legs and 
brought the sides up, taping them snugly into place. He was 
totally engrossed in the wonderful feeling of the soft, dry 
diaper. He reached down with one hand and felt the 
smoothness of the plastic. He loved the softness of it as 
he pushed on it. This is something he had only dreamed of 
since he had been forced out of diapers at the age of four. 
He had never wanted to give up his diapers, and now, for a 
little while at least, he was back in the diapers he loved. 
Mary watched this beautiful little boy as he explored the 
way the new diaper felt. She could tell easily that here 
was another boy that enjoyed diapers as much as her own son 
and husband enjoyed them. As she was reaching to sit Danny 
back up, Bob entered the camper announcing everything was 
ready for the campfire that evening. His entry brought 
Danny's thoughts back to the here and now. He started 
crying.
	Mary instinctively took Danny in a hug close to her 
and the little boy wrapped himself around her as any baby 
in distress would have. Mary held him tightly for a few 
minutes, rocking him gently, as Bob tried telling Danny he 
was sorry if he scared him when he came in. No matter what 
Bob said, Danny just kept crying.
	Finally, Kenny couldn't stand seeing his friend in 
distress. "What's wrong Danny? Did my daddy scare you? Did 
something hurt you? What's wrong?"
	Danny quit crying enough to sob, "My mommy and daddy 
is going to 'pank me bad cause I messed in my pants and now 
I gots a diaper on, an, an I like it but mommy is going to 
'pank me cause I look like a baby an', an'." Danny started 
crying hard again. He clung firmly to Mary, crying into her 
shoulder.
	Mary spoke in his ear using her most gentle and 
softest voice. "It's going to be OK, Danny. Bob and I will 
talk to your mommy and daddy. We'll tell them we didn't 
have anything else to put on you because our little boy, 
who is your age wears diapers all the time. We will try to 
make it OK with them Danny. I'm sure they will understand. 
It's OK, Danny." She repeated this several times until 
Danny finally stopped crying and could hear her. He laid 
with his head on her shoulder for a minute more and then 
asked, "You really think so?" He leaned back a little, 
still holding onto her neck as he searched her face for the 
answer. Mary smiled at him, reaching up to his face to wipe 
away his tears and said, "I'm sure we be able to work it 
out Danny. You let us worry about that. Why don't you and 
Kenny go out in front of the camper and play while Bob and 
I talk about what to say to your parents."
	Danny seemed very satisfied with that and released his 
grip on Mary's neck. She stood him up on the floor and 
Kenny took his hand as they ran out the door to play.
	"What a darling little boy," Mary said to Bob as she 
motioned to him it was his turn to lay down foe a diaper 
change. Bob, very familiar with Mary's signals, undid his 
shorts and dropped them to his ankles, and immediately laid 
down on the bed. He was overdue for a change anyway.
	"He is very cute Mary. The second cutest little boy 
I've ever seen. Of course, Kenny is the cutest!" Bob 
chuckled and then continued as Mary was in the process of 
removing his wet diaper and wiping his diaper area clean.. 
"I'd love to draw him if his parents let me. I hope they 
are understanding about his messing his pants and your 
putting him in a diaper. He seems to like wearing one very 
much."
	"Yes, he does. Just like two other babies I know," 
Mary said with a grin. "I hope they are understanding too. 
I'm sure by now they have begun to miss him and must be 
looking for him. If they don't come soon, we will take him 
back to their camp ourselves. I don't want them to think 
something has happened to him." Mary finished diapering her 
husband and he stood up, pulling his shorts back on.
	Outside, Kenny and Danny were having a great time 
playing. Kenny had a few Matchbox toy cars and they were 
pretending to drive them around the camp ground. Danny was 
wearing only the diaper Mary had put on him and he kept 
feeling his diaper, thrilled with the idea he was actually 
wearing one. Kenny had decided he was hot a few minutes 
after they had started playing and had shed his shorts so 
that he too was wearing only a diaper. Danny kept looking 
at his new friend, imagining he must look like the same as 
Kenny, and Kenny looked a lot like a baby wearing just his 
diaper. As he was looking at Kenny playing, he noticed the 
front of Kenny's diaper turning a dull yellow color and 
beginning to swell. Danny knew Kenny had just peed his 
diaper although Kenny paid no attention to it as he played. 
Danny had been feeling the need to peepee himself and 
decided to use his diaper just like his new friend did. 
Danny stood up and spread his legs slightly. Not used to 
openly peeing his pants, it took a moment for Danny to let 
go, but soon he was feeling that wonderful sensation of his 
diaper getting wet and warm against his skin. Kenny's 
attention had been drawn to his friend's actions and both 
of them watched intently as Danny's diaper yellowed, and 
swelled. As Danny finished, he looked up with a huge smile 
on his face. Suddenly, his smile changed to a look of shock 
and fear! What he saw almost made him fall over backwards. 
There, right in front of them, were his mommy and daddy! 
They had watched him as he peed in his diaper!