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!