This is a part two of a story that I first read years ago and wish there were more parts. You can find the original story on Deeker's Page. It's pretty apparent now that if there are going to be any more parts it's up to me to write them. Hope you like the continuation.

By Private Joker a.k.a. Black King

When I woke up in the morning I quickly realized I had to pee quite badly. I relaxed my bladder and filled up my diaper. It was becoming easier every time to just let go and let nature take it's course. I thought I could take my plan further and be diapered full time within a few days.

After I finished filling my diaper I looked over to Jon's crib to see if he was awake yet, but he was still turned to the wall and looked like he was still asleep. I remembered that Aunt Carol had left a bottle of Apple Juice to drink before she came to get us up. I decided to drink from the bottle while waiting for Jon to wake up. "Psst, Dave, you awake?" I heard Jon whisper in a few minutes.

"Yeah," I answered.

"Why did you want to wear diapers again?" he asked.

"Cuz, they feel good, and I feel safe and secure. And I love the attention from Aunt Carol," I answered. "Why do you still wet the bed?"

"I can't tell when I have to pee at night, and sometimes during the day I have accidents so Mommy makes me wear diapers during the day sometimes. I have to wear them more all the time. Usually three times a week. I think Mommy wants me to wear them all the time and I do, too. I love the way the diapers feel too," Jon answered.

"Good morning, babies!" Aunt Carol exclaimed as she walked into Baby Jony's and Baby Davey's nursery. "How are my babies this morning?"

Aunt Carol walked over to Jon's crib first and slid the railing down. She reached into the slit in the back of Jony's pajamas and announced that he was wet. She then went to Baby Davey's crib and reached into the back of Davey's pajamas and announced that he was wet, too.

"Look's like I'll have two babies eating breakfast in their diapers!" announced Aunt Carol.

Aunt Carol helped Jon and Dave out from their cribs. They both waddled out of the nursery and down the stairs to the table. Since Aunt Carol only had one hair chair for right now she helped Jon into it and put the tray down. Dave was able to sit at a normal chair. Soon Jeff arrived so he could eat his breakfast with them.

"Gee, Davey," said Jeff, "It smells like you wet your diaper again."

"Now, Jeff," admonished his mother, "We have to supportive of Davey, while he goes through this difficult period. Remember one tease made and it's diapers for you, too, young man."

With that said we started in on our breakfast. Jeff got to have pancakes and bacon. While Jon and I had the same thing we had to drink our milk out of a bottle. Which was just fine with me. Halfway through breakfast I had to pee some more. I just let it go into my diaper since I knew it could hold more. I barely even had to think about it this time before it my bladder let go.

After breakfast it was obviously time to get cleaned up and changed for the day. Since Jeff was already cleaned up he just sat down and turned on the TV. Aunt Carol took us upstairs and started a bath for us. She took Jon into the nursery and took of his pajamas and diaper and brought him back to the bathroom naked. I figured Jon and I would be seeing each other naked quite a bit, and that was just fine with me. Finally it was my turn to get undressed. Aunt Carol had me hold up my arms as she took the top off and then had me lay down to take of the bottoms. Then she pulled off my plastic pants and took off my wet diaper.

"My, this diaper sure is wet. You are a heavy wetter, Davey," Commented Aunt Carol. "I'm going to have to watch you. Oh, and we're going to have to shave off that nasty hair so you don't get a bad rash."

Having my pubic hair shaved hadn't crossed my mind. But I sure was excited about the thought of not having any pubic hair. Aunt Carol got some shaving cream and a razor and deftly shaved my crotch clean of hair. Aunt Carol then led me into the bathroom to get in the bath with Jon. That's when I noticed that Jon had his crotch shaved, too.

After Aunt Carol washed Jon and I clean, during witch I had an erection the entire time, as did Jon. Aunt Carol dried us off and led us back to the nursery naked. She laid Jon on the changing table and pulled out a daytime cloth diaper. She powdered him and put some baby oil on pulled that diaper up and pinned it. Next she pull out pair of plain rubber panties and pull them over the diaper. Which would explain why I couldn't hear any rustle yesterday. Then she dressed him in regular clothes.

"Ok, Davey, your turn," proclaimed Aunt Carol. "Since you've turned out to be such a heavy wetter all of a sudden, I think it's best you wear a diaper during the day, too."

"Wow," I thought, "This is going faster than I ever imagined!"

So I went over to the changing table and lay down. Aunt Carol pulled out a daytime diaper and lifted my legs up to get it under my butt. Then she powdered and oiled my diaper area and pulled it between my legs. Then she pulled a pair of rubber panties over the diaper. Then she pulled a T shirt over my head and had me step into some shortalls. The shortalls had snaps in the crotch so it would be easy to check to see if I was wet. Finally we ready for the days adventures.

Aunt Carol led us from the nursery and into the front room. Jeff noticed that we were finally ready so he got up and turned off the TV and joined us. We eagerly anticipated to what Aunt Carol had planned for us this day. I knew I would not be let down.

"We're going to go to the drug store today, boys, and buy some disposable diapers since we don't have quite enough to keep two babies diapered all the time," announced Aunt Carol. "After we are done at the drug store we will go and have lunch. After lunch, if you all have been good, we'll go and play at the park for awhile. After the park we're going to have to try and find something Davey's diapers can fit into better."

I blushed realizing that none of my regular clothes would be able to fit a diaper. I would need some new Pajamas as well. I wondered if Aunt Carol would by something with snaps in the crotch and what else she has in mind for my clothing attire. I knew it would be a full day.

We all went and got into Aunt Carol's minivan. In the cargo area I noticed that there was a rubber pad for diaper changes and that there were two diaper bags full of diapers, rubber pants, powder, and oil. I knew that these had to be for Jon and I. I saw that Jon had a car seat in the back that he had to sit in. I didn't know that car seats came that big.

"I think we better be getting a car seat for Baby Davey," said Aunt Carol. "Don't worry about finding a toilet during the day, since that seems to be a problem, just use your diaper like the good baby that you are."

I couldn't believe that Aunt Carol was actually encouraging me to use my diaper and not bother to find a restroom. I knew that if she kept this up that in no time I wouldn't be able to tell when I had to pee. But I wasn't too worried, yet, and just enjoyed the fact that I was in diapers with my cousin.

"What if I have to do number two?" I asked.

"Let me know on that one, and I'll take your diapers off," replied Aunt Carol.

Soon we were off to do our days errands. Jeff was in shotgun and Jon and I were riding in the back seat. It was about 10 miles to town and our destinations. Our first stop turned out to be a medical supply store where they sold the modified car seats.

"Okay Davey, let's get you fitted for a car seat," said Aunt Carol.

Aunt Carol took my hand and let inside the store. There were a couple of curious glances from the staff since I had on shortalls with snaps in the crotch and my crotch did bulge a little in my diaper area. I also had to waddle a little since I couldn't close my legs all the way.

"Can I help you?" asked the sales assistant.

"Yes, I need to get a car seat for him," stated Aunt Carol.

"Okay what I'll need to do is take down his measurements so we get the right size of car seat for his size," said the sales assistant.

With that the assistant took out here tape measure and took down my height and measured around my waist.

"Will he usually be wearing a diaper in the car?" she asked.

I about died with embarrassment at that point.

"Yes," answered Aunt Carol.

So she continued on with her measurements. So she has selected the car seat the would fit me the best. Aunt Carol soon had the car seat purchased and took it out to the van with us. Aunt Carol took the seat out of the box and fitted it into the space I would be sitting in all summer. After she had the seat firmly attached she had me sit in it. Soon she had all the straps adjusted and fitting correctly. Finally she buckled me in. It felt like I was two all over again. Aunt Carol was satisfied I wouldn't be moving around very much.

Our next stop was the drug store. Aunt Carol said that the disposable diapers were cheaper there than at the medical supply story for some reason. The drive there only took about five minutes. Aunt Carol had all of us come into the drug store with her. First she picked up more baby powder and oil. She also got some rubbing creme in case of diaper rash.

Finally we arrived at the diaper aisle. I was the smallest of all there, I barely looked ten years old even though I was fourteen. I was still able to fit into Pampers size 6, which Aunt Carol thought was adorable. So she picked up package of those for me. Jon on the other hand was the biggest out of all of us, even though he was only twelve. We had to pick up a package of Attends mediums for him. We where then ready for check out.

I became aware that I needed to pee and followed Aunt Carol's instructions and let it all into me diaper. All I had to think was pee and my bladder just let go. After we had loaded the packages into the care Aunt Carol asked if anyone needed their diaper changed. Jeff looked like he was about to say something or laugh, but didn't. He must have remembered Aunt Carol's warning. I wondered if he would be diapered by the end of the summer. Both Jon and I needed a change.

Aunt Carol decided that Baby Jonny would be changed first. She decided to use one of the Attends that she had just bought. She laid Jonny on the changing pad in the back of the van. She the changed his diaper and got him diapered again. Next it was my turn.

"Okay Baby Davey, lie down here," Aunt Carol cooed.

I lay down on the mat like she had instructed me to. She unsnapped the buttons on my shortalls and pulled them out of the diaper area. She then pulled off the rubber panties and pulled of the wet diaper.

"My my, aren't we a wet baby?" Aunt Carol teased. I could only blush. "We better get this baby changed before he develops a diaper rash."

With that Aunt Carol pulled out a baby wipe and cleaned me diaper area. With all the attention I once more became noticeably aroused. Aunt Carol continued to get me ready for my next diaper. She then powdered and oiled my diaper area and pulled out a Pampers. She lifted my legs up and slid it under my butt then pulled it close and taped it. To my amazement the Pampers fit perfectly. Then she snapped me back up. Finally it was time for lunch.

There was a McDonalds just down the street from the drug store. Fortunately we would be able to eat soon, since I was starving. Once we were parked Aunt Carol let Jon and I out of our car seats. I wasn't sure how I felt going into a crowded fast food place since I was wearing diapers. The snaps weren't all that noticeable and the diaper didn't make very much noise, but there was a small diaper bulge.

After waiting in a long line it was finally our turn to order. Jeff wanted a Quarter Pounder with cheese meal with Coke. Aunt Carol decided to order for Jon and I. She ordered a Happy Meal for both of us. Aunt Carol had a Big Mac. Our food took a couple of minutes to get ready. Finally we sat down to eat.

About half way through the meal the need to poop hit me. I leaned over to Aunt Carol to let her know of my situation.

"Aunt Carol, I need to poop," I whispered.

Aunt Carol took me by the hand and led me to the restroom area. Since there wasn't anyone in the Woman's restroom she took me in that. She had me lay on the floor while she undid the diaper. The urge was quickly overtaking my ability to hold in my poop. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to hold long enough to make it to the toilet since Aunt Carol was still undoing the tapes carefully so she could reuse the diaper.

"Aunt Carol, I can't hold it much longer." I exclaimed!

"Hmm, maybe you should just use your diaper then," she said thoughtfully.

The thought of going poop in my diaper wasn't too appealing to me. I was happy to pee in them, but going poop in them never entered my mind before. Realizing I didn't have much choice I pushed as hard as I could and pooped in my diaper. I quickly filled my diaper and the bulge became apparent in my back end.

"That's a good baby!" cheered Aunt Carol, "Filling his diaper like that."

Aunt Carol hadn't brought another diaper in with her to change me with, so she went out to the car to get another Pamper for me. Once back she removed the soiled diaper. She cleaned my up and put a clean diaper on me. Then we went back out and finished out lunch.

Once we were done with lunch it was time to get some clothes that would fit over a diaper. Aunt Carol drove over to a discount clothing store. Aunt Carol decided to get a few pairs of sweat pants and a couple pairs of jeans. She took me to a changing room to try them on. All of the pants fit well and really hid the diaper. Once the purchases were made it was finally time to go to the park.

"Since you all have behaved so well we're going to go to the park now," announced Aunt Carol.

"Alright!" exclaimed Jon, Jeff, and I.

It was a short drive to the local park. Jeff, Jon, and I played on the swings, played on the monkey bars, and went down the slides numerous times. Jeff was being nice to us since he knew if he made any crack or joke at all Aunt Carol would put him in diapers as well. It was getting to be fairly late in the afternoon and Aunt Carol announced it was time to go.

We had worn ourselves out with all the running we had done at the park so the ride home was fairly quite. Once home I carried my clothes into the house while Jon carried our disposable diapers. Once the things were put away Aunt Carol started on dinner, since we were all hungry again. Jon, Jeff, and I went to watch TV while waiting for dinner.

"What a bunch of babies you guys are," Jeff said when were out of earshot of Aunt Carol.

"I'll tell mommy," Jon sniffled.

"Do that and I'll beat the living crap out of you!" Jeff threatened.

I decided not to say anything since I didn't want the brunt of my cousin's anger focused on me. I just hoped that dinner would be ready soon. Fortunately about five minutes later it was. Jon didn't say anything about what Jeff said and neither did I.

After dinner we all watched a move that was playing on TV. Around 8:30 Aunt Carol announced that it was bed time for Jon and I. Aunt Carol led us to the nursery to get us ready for bed. She laid Jon on the changing table first and took of his pants than his shirt. Finally she removed his Depends.

"Looks like Jonny is a wet baby." cooed Aunt Carol. "We better get him cleaned off before baby gets a rash."

Aunt Carol then cleaned off Jon and put on a night time cloth diaper on him. Next she pulled on a pair of plastic pants. Then she put Jon in his pajamas and had him go brush his teeth in the bathroom. Next it was my turn.

"It's baby Davie's turn to go beddy-bye," announced Aunt Carol.

I walked over to the changing table and Aunt Carol lifted my onto the pad. She undid the shortalls and took them off of me. Next she removed my Pampers.

"Looks like baby Davie is still dry!" cooed Aunt Carol, "That's a good baby."

Aunt Carol then preceded to oil and powder my diaper area with expert care. I just smiled happily while she was getting me ready for bed.

"It looks like baby Davie likes getting his diaper changed," she said.

I just nodded in agreement. Aunt Carol got a night time diaper out for me and preceded to diaper me in it. Then she got a pair of plastic pants and pulled them over my diaper. Finally she dressed me in a sleeper and had me go brush my teeth.

After Jon and I were done brushing our teeth it was time to go to sleep. I was really tired so I didn't mind going to bed so early. She put the railing to Jon's crib down and then mine. She helped us both in to the cribs which wasn't easy with the bulging diaper.

"Good night, babies," said Aunt Carol, "Sleep well."

I was slightly wet in the morning when I woke up, which surprised me slightly. I had a full bladder so I finished emptying my bladder. Once again I was the first one to awake. For the first time I realized that there wasn’t any clock in the nursery. Judging by the light coming in the window it had to have been some time after eight. I didn’t have long to wait until Aunt Carol came to get us up for the day.

"Good morning, dears!" greeted Aunt Carol.

"Good morning, Aunt Carol!" I returned.

"How are my precious babies this morning?" she asked.

"Good," replied Jon and I.

"Well, let’s get this day going!" exclaimed Aunt Carol, "We don’t have anywhere to go today, so it’s going to be a good day to have fun at home."

Aunt Carol came over and let down the sides of the cribs so Jon and I would be able to get out. Aunt Carol reached in to check to see if Jon was wet or not, then she checked to see if I was wet or not.

"Looks like we’ll have two babies eating their breakfasts in their diapers," announced Aunt Carol.

Jon and I waddled down into the kitchen to have our breakfasts. Today there was two high chairs for both babies. I wondered how Aunt Carol had time to get another high chair. It was obvious the second one was for me so I went over and sat down in it.

"Good baby, Davey," cooed Aunt Carol. "Knows exactly what to do."

Aunt Carol lowered the tray in front of me and placed a bowl of oatmeal before me. Jeff finally made it to breakfast and just sat down without saying anything. Aunt Carol placed a bowl of oatmeal in front of Jon and Jeff as well. Breakfast was eaten quickly and was finished in about 10 minutes. After breakfast it was once again bath time.

Aunt Carol led Jon and I to the nursery. Jon was taken out of his diaper and placed in the bath first. It was my turn to have my wet diaper taken off. Aunt Carol unzipped my sleeper and pulled it off of me, then she laid me on the changing table and took of the plastic pants and undid my diaper.

"My my, baby Davey sure has become a heavy wetter quickly," fretted Aunt Carol, "I wonder how much longer he’ll be able to maintain day control?"

I just lay there and blushed as Aunt Carol pondered what was happening to my bladder control. It was obvious that I was quite aroused at the thought of wearing diapers 24 hours a day. My hairless genital area looked quite infantile. Aunt Carol helped me off the changing table and into the bath with Jon.

Aunt Carol thoroughly washed us both and the bath was finished quickly.

"Dave, I think you should wear underwear today and see how it goes," stated Aunt Carol.

In order to please Aunt Carol I was soon dressed in regular clothes which included a pair of underwear. It was decided that we would play outside for a while, at least until lunch. So Jeff, Jon and I went over to the schoolyard to play some kick ball and play on the playground equipment. Jeff seemed to go with us grudgingly since he didn’t want to play with the "babies."

We played kick ball for a while before we got bored and went and played on the swings. I noticed that Jeff hadn’t said anything bad since he was more afraid of ending up in diapers than making good on beating up his brother. We had been playing for a few hours when I noticed that I had to pee. I also knew that I wasn’t going to make it to the bathroom in time. I couldn’t believe I had digressed this far in only a few days.

So I started to run back hoping upon hope that somehow I would be able to make it in time to use the bathroom. I thought I might be able to but 2/3 of the way back my bladder let loose against my will. Crestfallen I jogged the rest of the way. I opened the front door and was soon greeted by Aunt Carol.

"Oh dear, Davey, what happened?" questioned Aunt Carol.

"I was playing on the swings and had to go to the bathroom. I ran back as fast as I could but wasn’t able to make it in time," I answered holding my head down in shame.

"It’s okay, Davey, we know how to take care of this, don’t we?" asked Aunt Carol.

"Yes, Ma'am," I replied.

"Oh, baby Davey, don’t look so sad," prompted Aunt Carol, "It’s not your fault you can’t always tell when you have to go pee-pee!"

With that Aunt Carol took my hand and led me up to the nursery once again. In the nursery she untied my shoes and took them off, then she unzipped my pants and pulled them down with my underwear. She then had me step out of them and washed off my legs and diaper area to make sure the urine was gone.

Finally it was time for me to be diapered. She helped me lay down on the changing table. She oiled and powdered very liberally. Once again my pleasure at being diapered became very pronounced, but Aunt Carol ignored it this time. Next she pulled out one of the Pampers that were bought for me yesterday. She fanned it out and slipped it under me, then she pulled it up between my legs and pulled it closed. Finally she taped it securely at my hips.

I obviously wasn’t going to be able to wear then pants I had on before so Aunt Carol pull out a pair of sweats that we had purchased yesterday. She helped me get into them, then she pulled them up around the diaper. The sweats fit perfectly.

"There it looks like you’re ready for the afternoon," declared Aunt Carol, "If you need your diaper changed later just ask."

"Thank you Aunt Carol," I responded meekly.

I went outside and back to the school yard to rejoin Jeff and Jon. It was pretty obvious that I wearing a diaper to them since that was the reason that I was given the sweat pants in the first place.

"Ah, baby Davey had an accident and is wearing a diaper," quipped Jeff. I gave no reply though.

"What happened, Dave?" asked Jon.

"I tried to run to the house but just was able to make it," I answered. "Are you wearing a diaper?"

"I’m wearing an Attends," he admitted. "I’ve pretty much lost all bladder control now."

I wondered if that was what would happen to me by the end of the summer with the way things were going. Aunt Carol hollered at us it was time for lunch a few minutes later. I hoped we would be able to swim in the lake after lunch.