BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 111
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	Thanksgiving Day had arrived. Marvin and Max had gone down to 
Arizona again to visit with their Aunt and Uncle, as well as Mindi, the 
neighbor girl there who always looked forward to seeing Marvin and Max 
every time they visited, and she always made sure to get in a diaper 
change or two while they were there.
	Tommy and his family usually went to his grandparents' house for 
Thanksgiving, but this year the event would be held at Tommy's house. 
Tommy reflected back upon the previous year and remembered what it was 
like to have to go around in diapers in the presence of his family, plus 
the fact that Adam hadn't yet been wearing diapers at that time.
	Tommy's grandparents, as well as his Aunt Judy, Uncle Mike and 
cousin Adam would all be there. Even though Tommy wasn't expecting to 
see them until Christmas, Aunt Valerie, Uncle Ray, and cousins Kenny and 
Robin were also invited and were expected to arrive soon. Being that 
they had a rather small house, things were expected to be crowded with 
twelve people eating at the same time. Aunt Judy and Uncle Mike arrived 
at about 1:00, but the meal was delayed an hour as everyone was waiting 
for Aunt Valerie and Uncle Ray to show up. Weather was expected to be 
the cause of the delay.
	Adam needed a diaper change at that time, so when Aunt Judy asked 
if she could take Adam into Tommy's bedroom to take care of him, Nancy 
offered to do it for her.
	"Why, thank you, Nancy," her Aunt Judy said as she handed Nancy a 
disposable diaper and a soaker pad.
"It'd be a pleasure, Aunt Judy," Nancy said to her Aunt Judy.
	"Be sure to use the soaker pad," Nancy was told. "Adam's a real 
heavy wetter."
	"I know what you mean," Nancy said. "Tommy's the same way."
	Nancy then escorted Adam into Tommy's bedroom and boosted him up 
onto the changing table. She pulled off his pants and exposed his wet 
and poopy diaper as it sagged from his crotch and smelled. Nancy didn't 
have a chance to be alone with Adam very much when she attended his 
recent birthday party, so this was a good time for her to find out how 
he was feeling about wearing diapers.
	"So, you like wearing diapers now?" Nancy asked Adam as she pulled 
away the soggy diaper and revealed his crotch, smothered in poop, and 
his stiff little penis.
	"Yeah, I love 'em," Adam said with an embarrassed smile.
	"That's good," Nancy said as she returned a smile to him. "What do 
you like about them?"
	"They're soft, and warm, and I like looking at them," Adam said, 
chuckling.
	"You're just like Tommy," Nancy said. "He loves diapers, too."
	"Do you like diapers?" Adam asked Nancy.
	"I like changing them," Nancy said. "It makes me feel like a big 
sister, even though I'm not as old as Tommy. I'm glad I don't have to 
wear them, though."
	"Peter likes his diapers, too, and we always take our pants off 
and wear just diapers all the time," Adam said, referring to his diaper-
donning friend back home. "We have contests to see how much we can pee 
and poop in our diapers and how long we can go before we're changed."
	Nancy giggled as she enjoyed listening to Adam continue to talk 
about the things that he and Peter did when in diapers. Adam had a minor 
speech impediment that made him sound like he was only four or five 
years old, which made him sound even cuter when he talked.
	"It sounds like you and Peter really like your diapers," Nancy 
said to Adam as she taped up his clean diaper. "Tommy's got so many 
friends now who all wear diapers and they all love wearing them. It must 
be some boys' thing or something."
	Adam then got down from the changing table and thanked Nancy for 
changing him. She watched Adam leave Tommy's bedroom and run out to the 
front room without putting his pants back on. Nancy didn't want to put 
them back on him anyway so she could swatch him and Tommy both play 
around in their diapers all day, and as long as Adam didn't ask for his 
pants, Nancy assumed he didn't want to put them back on, either.
	"Where's your pants, kid?" Adam's mother said to him as she 
reached under the leg opening of his diaper and pinched his bottom.
	"Can I just go around in diapers like Tommy's doing?" Adam asked 
her.
	"Well, since Tommy's not wearing his pants, either, and you 
usually go around in diapers anyway, I suppose it's okay. Just don't go 
outside without some pants on, you'll freeze your butt off." With this 
she gently pinched his behind again after poking her finger and thumb up 
into his diaper.
	"I doubt they're gonna be playing outside today, anyway," Tommy's 
mother said as she stared out the front room window. "Look at that wind 
blowing, it's supposed to snow later on, and it looks like it's starting 
already."
	A few minutes later the phone rang and Tommy's mother answered it. 
It was Uncle Ray, who was calling from a truck stop about forty miles 
away.
	"Keep the turkey and the rolls warm, Ellen, we'll get there when 
we can," Ray said. "It's a helluva storm out here, and it's coming your 
way!"
	"It's already started here," Ellen said to him. "Drive safely, see 
you when you get here."
	During the time that the family waited, Tommy and Adam got 
together and played with his toys and read some of Tommy's diaper 
stories. Adam admitted to getting hard-ons when he read the stories. 
They spent some time watching the storm through the window as the wind 
whipped up the leaves on the ground and stripped the trees of what few 
leaves remained on them.
	Tommy showed Adam some more Internet diaper web sites, including 
all the new material that Marvin and Max had put on their site, plus the 
web site for "Deidies by Heidi." They didn't stay online for long as 
they were told to keep the phone open in case Ray needed to call again.
	Later on, Tommy and Adam joined Nancy and they all played with 
their kitten Figaro. Nancy noticed that Tommy was smelling rather ripe 
and she asked if she could change him so he wouldn't be so stinky while 
sitting at the table.
	"Yeah, please do," Tommy said as he rubbed his hands over his 
bottom and his crotch.
	When Nancy had diapered Tommy that morning, she didn't layer his 
diapers on as heavily a she normally did when Tommy was home, since 
Nancy figured that Tommy may want to put some pants on to go outside. 
Judging from the harsh weather, however, it didn't seem likely that 
Tommy would want to venture out to the back yard for any reason. Still, 
Nancy asked Tommy if he was going to go outside.
	"Probably not," Tommy said. "Unless it lets up, and then Adam and 
I might go play out in the snow."
	"It's supposed to be this way all day and all night," Nancy said. 
"So, I might as well diaper you up like I always do."
	A few minutes later, Tommy was pinned up into a very thick batch 
of diapers, bulging inches out from his loins, and he was also wearing 
double plastic pants. Adam enjoyed looking at Tommy as he returned with 
a much thicker stack of diapers on him than what he had on before.
	"You're wearing a lot of diapers, Tommy," Adam said as he looked 
at Tommy's behind bulging out.
	"I usually do," Tommy said as he noticed Adam was reading a 
printed copy of Ryan's story.
	"What's diaper humping?" Adam asked Tommy as he pointed out the 
phrase on the page.
	"Uh, it's something that some older boys do," Tommy said to Adam. 
Tommy was embarrassed to be trying to explain this to an eight-year-old. 
Tommy didn't want to take the story away from Adam, but Tommy also felt 
awkward trying to explain diaper humping to Adam.
	"Why do they do that?" Adam asked Tommy. "And what does ej-, ejac, 
e-jac-u-late mean?" he asked, slowly reading and pronouncing the strange 
word.
	"You'll find out when you get older," Tommy said, trying to 
approach Adam's curiosity as delicately as he could.
	"Does it mean to pee?" Adam asked.
	"Well, no, not really," Tommy said. "It's something you have to be 
older for."
	"Why can't I do it now?" Adam asked. "It says here that it feels 
good."
	"Your body isn't developed for it yet," Tommy answered. He then 
thought for a moment and formed his next sentence the best he could.
	"You know how I have hair and bigger things down there?" Tommy 
said as he pointed to his thickly diapered crotch. Tommy was blushing as 
he tried to explain this to Adam.
	"Yeah, you got a big weenie and a big bag, too!" Adam said with an 
unrestrained chuckle. Tommy felt his face turn deep red and sighed.
	"Yours will do that, too, when you get older, give it about four 
years or so."
	"So what is diaper humping?" Adam asked Tommy.
	"What does the story say it is?" Tommy asked Adam.
	"When you rub yourself on the other boy's butt while you're 
wearing diapers," Adam said.
	"Then you got it," Tommy answered.
	"Can I try it?" Adam asked Tommy.
	"Shit!" Tommy thought. "He's only eight years old!"
	Tommy figured that it couldn't really hurt to let Adam do this, 
and if it made Adam have more fun with wearing diapers, Tommy figured he 
should allow him to do it. Tommy got on his hands and knees and let Adam 
get behind him. Adam started rubbing himself against Tommy's butt.
	"My weenie just got big!" Adam said.
	"He's off to an early start," Tommy thought to himself. He 
wondered how long Adam would keep it up since Adam wasn't able to 
ejaculate yet. Tommy enjoyed the feeling and it made him want to stroke 
himself, but he didn't want to do this in front of Adam. Suddenly, Nancy 
knocked on the door and opened it.
	"Aunt Valerie and Uncle Ray are here!" Nancy said. She looked at 
Tommy and Adam, who were both in a compromising position.
	"What are you two doing?" Nancy asked.
	Quickly, Tommy thought and said, "uh, he was going to play horsie 
with me."
	"That's a funny way to ride a horse," Nancy said as she looked at 
Adam hunched over Tommy.
	"Climb up on my back," Tommy said to Adam.
	Adam then stood up and then sat back down on Tommy's back as he 
had been told. Tommy then gave Adam a ride out into the hallway. They 
saw Aunt Valerie and Uncle Ray coming in through the door. Tommy could 
feel the cold draft blowing back to the hallway.
	"Okay, that's enough for now," Tommy said as he told Adam to climb 
off of him.
	Kenny and Robin came in the door right behind their parents. Robin 
looked at Tommy and Adam, both standing at the end of the hallway, 
wearing only diapers and T-shirts. She gave each of them a hug and told 
them that they both looked so adorable in just their diapers.
	Kenny then came up to them and said hello, but in a sullen voice. 
He seemed to be a little better-mannered than before, but he still gave 
Tommy and Adam a strange look when he saw that they were only wearing 
diapers.
	"You're always in your diapers, aren't you?" Kenny said to Tommy.
	"Most of the time," Tommy replied. "Actually, I am *always* in 
diapers, and most of the time it's all I have on."
	"Me, too," Adam said.
	"Don't you get tired of being stinky all the time?" Kenny said.
	"You get used to it," Tommy said. "Have you worn any diapers since 
we were there?" Tommy asked Kenny.
	Kenny didn't answer the question. Tommy figured that this had 
become Kenny's standard method of punishment for when Kenny misbehaved. 
He went to Robin and asked her about Kenny being put into diapers.
	"All the time," she said with a smile. "He says he hates wearing 
them, but he keeps getting himself in trouble, so I have to wonder if he 
does it on purpose. Of course, he's always in trouble for something 
anyway, and getting spanked doesn't seem to stop him, either."
	"When was the last time Kenny wore diapers?" Tommy asked.
	"Right after school yesterday," Robin said. "He mouthed off to Mom 
before we left, so Mom took his pants off right there and put a diaper 
on him and made him wear it until we got to the motel we stayed in last 
night.
	Kenny overheard the conversation and told Robin to shut up.
	"They asked me about you, okay?!" Robin said.
	"Quit telling Tommy and Nancy about me!" Kenny said.
	"Why, they already know you get put into diapers every time you 
get in trouble."
	"You don't need to tell them about it!"
	"Then stop getting in trouble," Robin said. "Or, do you keep doing 
it so you can get put into diapers?"
	"I don't do that, okay!" Kenny said. "I'd rather be spanked than 
wear freakin' diapers all day!"
	"What are you complaining about? Dad still spanks you before Mom 
diapers you."
	Kenny went out to the front room to get away from everybody.
	"Just you wait, he'll be put in diapers by the time we leave," 
Robin said.
	"Kids, time to eat!" Tommy's mother shouted. Everyone went into 
the kitchen and gathered around the table. They all held hands while the 
grandfather asked the blessing. Kenny, however, stood by himself and 
refused to hold hands with Robin and Tommy who were standing on each 
side of him.
	The table featured a spread of turkey, stuffing, rolls, mashed 
potatoes and gravy and many other well-prepared foods. Everybody filled 
their plates and gathered around the table that had been set up in the 
front room. The five kids had their own table in the kitchen, and Tommy 
sat at his high chair while Nancy fed him.
	"That's ridiculous," Kenny said. "Drinking from a bottle and 
sitting in a high chair!"
	"You wanna try it?" Nancy asked Kenny.
	"No!" Kenny snapped back as he had his mouth full.
	After Tommy and Nancy cleared their plates, they broke the 
wishbone from the turkey. Tommy got the larger piece and wished for a 
million dollars, though he knew he would probably never get it.
	By the time everyone had eaten, the weather had turned very 
fierce. The heavy snow was being driven almost completely horizontally 
by the strong winds. It would be about a little while before dessert was 
served, so Tommy and Adam went into his room to play for awhile.
	"I wanna go out and play in the snow," Kenny said. "Who wants to 
come out with me?"
	"Uh, no thanks," Nancy said.
	"No way!" Robin said. "Wait until it stops."
	Kenny went back into Tommy's bedroom and asked if he and Adam 
wanted to join him.
	"You wanna come outside with me, Tommy, Adam? Oh wait, you guys 
are just babies just sitting in your diapers, so you can't go out."
	Kenny just wanted to get out of the house and get away from all 
the people and didn't mind what the weather was like, and he could still 
take cover under the patio.
	"Have fun," Nancy said as Kenny went out the back door.
	"We'll come and find you when dessert is ready," his mother told 
him.
	As expected, the men put away the table and the chairs, mainly to 
clear the room so that they could all watch football on TV. The ladies 
put the food away and began washing the dishes, enlisting the assistance 
of Tommy, Adam, Nancy and Robin. Kenny was outside making snowballs and 
throwing them at the fence and the house, some hitting the glass sliding 
door and the kitchen window. Worried that he might break the window, his 
mother told him to stop throwing snowballs at the house.
	Tommy and Adam went back to play some computer games. Both of them 
had pooped their diapers by then and expected to be changed soon, but 
both of them could wait until after they had eaten dessert. Kenny came 
back into the house at that time. He sneaked a snowball in with him, 
stuffing it under his jacket.
	He stood behind Tommy and Adam, watching them play their game, 
deliberately trying to distract them. Kenny looked down at Tommy's rear 
end and thought about stuffing some snow into the back of his diapers. 
He saw that Tommy's diapers were very thick and pinned on tightly, and 
he wouldn't have an easy chance of slipping some snow in there, so he 
went to Adam instead and saw that his disposable diaper would be easier 
to pull back.
	While Adam and Tommy were both focused on the computer screen, 
Kenny got the snowball out from his jacket and then pulled Adam's diaper 
back, dropping the cold mass of snow down into his rear end.
	"Hey!" Adam complained as he turned around and looked at Kenny, 
knowing he was the culprit.
	"Feeling a little cold?" Kenny said as he went back outside.
	"Mom!" Adam shouted. His mother came to his attention and asked 
what happened.
	"Kenny put snow in my diaper!" Adam whined as he felt the cold 
slush pressed against his bottom, mixing with his poopy mess. Ray heard 
Adam's complaint and then he went outside and called for Kenny to come 
back in the house. He had to run out to the yard in the blowing snow to 
get him and drag him back in. Ray took Kenny to his mother and told her, 
"you know what to do."
	"Take your pants off!" Kenny's mother told him as she confronted 
him in the front room. Kenny refused.
	"I said take those pants off, or I will have your father spank you 
right here!"
	"I thought that's what you were gonna do," Kenny sobbed.
	"No, you're getting diapered, mister!"
	"No! Not here!" Kenny cried.
	"Yes, here!" his mother said.
	"But..."
	"Yeah, a BUTT!" his mother said, "yours is going to be diapered!"
	"But you didn't even bring 'em!" Kenny said.
	"Of course, because we knew there'd be some here!" she said. 
"Tommy has lots of diapers. Now take your pants off!"
	Kenny knew that he had to either obey his mother or face getting 
both spanked *and* diapered. He knew he would get diapered for this, no 
matter what he did, so he took his pants off to avoid further 
punishment. He was also told to remove his underwear, so his briefs went 
off, too. Kenny was naked from the waist down in front of the whole 
family as his mother escorted him into Tommy's mother's bedroom. She 
told Nancy to bring as many diapers as she felt could be pinned onto 
Kenny.
	"Kenny's gonna have to use some of your diapers, Tommy," Nancy 
said.
	"That's fine, I have plenty," Tommy said as he leaned back and 
rubbed himself as he thought about how many diapers he had.
	Nancy went into Tommy's room and grabbed about a dozen or so 
conventional diapers and took them to her Aunt Valerie, along with an 
ample supply of pins. While Nancy was in there, Adam was getting his 
diaper changed by his mother. The snow had melted and diluted the poop 
and caused it to spread all throughout Adam's diaper, making for an even 
bigger mess for his mother to deal with.
	"Call Robin in here so she can help," Valerie told Nancy as she 
returned with the diapers. Nancy then got Robin, who had joined Tommy to 
play the rest of Adam's game. Nancy and Robin then began folding the 
diapers and preparing them for Valerie to pin onto Kenny, who lay on the 
bed, sobbing as he didn't expect to be punished this way away from home. 
The two girls pinned on each of the diapers on top of one another until 
all twelve of them were bulging out from Kenny's crotch and his bottom.
	Just as Valerie was about to put plastic pants on Kenny, Robin 
said, "Hey, let's give him a taste of his own medicine!" Robin said. 
"Let's put some snow in HIS diapers!"
	Kenny thought his mother would come to his defense and tell the 
girls not to do this, but Kenny's expectations were proven to be wrong.
	"Good idea, girls," Valerie said. "Go out and get a couple 
handfuls."
	The girls came back a moment later, each of them with as much snow 
as they could carry in their hands. Kenny was already in his plastic 
pants, looking very ashamed and humiliated. Valerie told him to stand 
still and let the girls dump the snow into his diapers. Nancy pulled the 
front of his diapers as Robin dropped the chilly snow down the front of 
Kenny's diapers. Kenny winced as he felt the icy slush around his 
genitals. The girls did the same to the back of his diaper and filled 
the seat up with more snow.
	"Now just wet in it and that'll warm it up," Nancy joked. The two 
girls left the room so that Kenny and his Mom could have a talk.
	"Why did you do it?" his mother asked him. "Tell me what reason 
you had for putting snow in Adam's diaper."
	"I just thought it would be funny," Kenny said as he sniffed.
	"And you knew you'd get in trouble if you did it, right?"
	"Yes, but I didn't think I'd get put into diapers!"
	"Kenny," his mother sighed. "I don't know what to do. Dad drags 
your butt out to that damn woodshed so much that it's the first place I 
look when I go out looking for him! We thought that maybe using diapers 
on you would make you stop, but you don't learn, Kenny, you don't learn! 
You hate getting spanked, you hate wearing diapers, so why do you do 
these things?"
	"I just think it's funny," Kenny said. "I like to watch people 
suffer," he sobbed, admitting guiltily to his sadistic ways.
	"I was hoping I wouldn't have to tell you this until we got back 
home, but come Monday morning, you're seeing a counselor."
	"No!" Kenny said. "I'll straighten up, honest, I will!"
	"We've heard that too many times, Kenny," his mother said. "You 
need help."
	Kenny then started bawling as he realized that he did, in fact, 
have a behavioral problem but didn't want to fully admit to the extent 
of it.
	"I'm sorry, Mom!" he cried as he hugged her. "I love you, and Dad, 
and Robin, and Tommy and Nancy and everybody else!"
	"I love you, too, Kenny," his mother said.
	"No you don't," Kenny said. "You spank me and now you make me wear 
diapers!"
	"Well, maybe punishing you in those ways just doesn't work," his 
mother said.
	"So can I take these diapers off now?" Kenny asked.
	"Not until we leave," she said. "Your father will expect you to 
wear them for what you did. Now, are you ready to go back out there and 
apologize to Adam?"
	"Yes," Kenny said.
	"Then let's go. I want to hear a real apology, too."
	Kenny was barely able to walk with having to wear so many diapers 
at a time. He wondered how Tommy could tolerate feeling like this all 
the time. The snow had melted from the warmth of Kenny's body, making 
his diapers feel as if he had peed in them.
	"I'm sorry about what I did to you," Kenny said to Adam. Adam just 
said, "okay" and went about his business playing with Tommy.
	After dessert had been served, the grandparents decided to take 
off and try to get back home before the snow made the driving conditions 
any worse.
	"Please call when you get back," Ellen told them. "Drive 
carefully."
	A couple hours later the heavy snowstorm continued as it became 
late in the afternoon. The gray sky was beginning to dim as evening was 
approaching.
	"We'd better get going," Mike said as he looked outside. Judy was 
reading the weather advisory scrolling across the television screen.
	"Maybe we'd better wait it out tonight," she said.
	"We can't stay here, there's no room," Mike said.
	"Oh, I think I could accommodate you," Ellen said to her brother-
in-law. "It's better than trying to drive in this incredible weather."
	"We're staying at a motel here in town tonight," Ray said. "Why 
don't you call and see if you can get a room?" he suggested.
	"That'd be a good idea," Mike said.
	"Okay," Ellen said. "If you can't get a room, then my house is 
always open."
	"Thanks, Ellen," Mike said as he picked up the phone to locate a 
motel room. After having called six nearby motels without any luck, he 
decided to take Ellen up on her offer.
	"Yeah!" Adam shouted. "That means I get to spend the night with 
Tommy!"
	"Yes, you do, kiddo," Ellen said as she patted her nephew's 
diapered bottom and determined that from doing this, he was messy and in 
need of another diaper change. "You need changed again, don't you?"
	"Yeah, I just pooped," Adam replied sheepishly.
	"Never fear, Nancy's here to wipe your rear!" Nancy said as she 
offered to change Adam. Judy handed Nancy another disposable diaper for 
Adam.
	"He's only got one diaper left after this," Judy told Nancy.
	"No problem, he can always wear Tommy's diapers if he runs out."
	"He will run out, since we're staying here all night," Judy said.
	"Well, then maybe we should save his disposables for the drive 
home tomorrow," Nancy said as she handed the disposable diaper back to 
her Aunt Judy.
	"You're right," Judy said. "Good thinking, Nancy. You never know 
how long it will take or if we get stuck or something."
	"Looks like you'll be spending the night in some of Tommy's cloth 
diapers instead," Nancy said as she took Adam into Tommy's bedroom to 
change him.
	"Well, I suppose we ought to be heading out," Ray said. "I want to 
get an early start in the morning to head back."
	"Sounds good," Kenny said. "Can I take these diapers off now?"
	Valerie pulled back on his diapers and examined them from behind. 
She could see and smell that Kenny had pooped in them.
	"Well, since we're leaving, and you've used them, I guess you 
can," Kenny's mother said. "Go wait for Nancy to finish up with Adam," 
she said.
	"I'm not letting her change me," Kenny said.
	"I'll do it," Robin offered with a smile.
	"Why don't you, dear," her mother said.
	"I'll just take them off myself," Kenny said.
	"You don't touch those diapers," Valerie told him. "Or you'll wear 
them all the way home!"
	Kenny then resigned himself to having to let one of the girls take 
the diapers off of him and to clean him up. Robin led him back to 
Tommy's bedroom, where Nancy was busy pinning a thick stack of Tommy's 
diapers on Adam.
	"Hurry this up," Kenny complained. He watched Robin as she was 
smiling and taking the diapers off of Kenny while he was still standing 
up on the floor.
	Robin then started to wipe his behind, but Kenny walked away from 
her and said, "I'll go wipe my own butt, thank you." Robin stayed in the 
room to help Nancy finish diapering Adam. Kenny left the room, naked 
from the waist down, and went towards the bathroom, only to realize that 
the door was locked and that someone was using it. He was embarrassed as 
several of his family members could see him standing in the hallway 
wearing nothing except his shirt. He held his hand in front of his 
genitals.
	"I suppose you want your pants back," Kenny's mother said as she 
went to get them for him. She returned and handed them to him, oblivious 
to the fact that his butt was still covered with poop. When his Aunt 
Judy left the bathroom, Kenny went in and cleaned himself up and put his 
pants and underwear back on, glad to be out of diapers, at least until 
he got punished again.
	A couple minutes later, Adam came waddling out of Tommy's bedroom 
with Robin and Nancy following behind him, giggling in admiration of 
their cousin. They enjoyed looking at how much diapering they had pinned 
onto him.
	"Looks like you'll be set until we get home tomorrow in *those* 
diapers," Adam's mother told him as she took a look at how heavily 
diapered he was and felt his bottom.
	Ray, Valerie, Robin and Kenny then took off to get to their motel 
room. Everyone had pretty much settled down for the evening. Just then 
the phone then rang. Ellen answered it and received a call from her 
mother to let her know that they made it back home safely. They also 
reported seeing that someone had slid off the road on the way over. 
While Ellen was on the phone, the doorbell rang.
	"Who could that be?" Mike said.
	"Maybe Ray and Valerie forgot something," Valerie said.
	"I'll get it," Nancy said as she got up and went to the door. 
Nancy opened the door and saw the silhouette of a tall man as the street 
light lit the densely falling snow behind him.
"Hello, Nancy," said the man who was bundled up in a long, heavy coat. 
He stepped closer to the door where the light from inside the house 
shone on his face. He looked at her with somewhat of a smile. Nancy 
stared at him for a moment and looked at his face some more before 
saying anything. He looked and sounded so familiar to her.
	"Dad?" Nancy said to the man nervously. "Is that you?"

BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 112
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	Nancy stared at the tall man who looked a lot like her father as 
she remembered last seeing him when she was four years old, reminded of 
his appearance only by photographs. The man who she thought was her dad 
appeared more clean shaven and his hair was neater and shorter. Nancy 
wasn't at all expecting to see her father to show up on Thanksgiving 
without at least calling.
	"Nancy, is that you?" her father said as he looked down at his 
daughter. He hadn't seen her since she was not even five years old.
	"It's me, Dad," Nancy said as she shed a tear. She didn't know 
whether or not to invite him in, afraid that her mother may not want him 
there. His hair and his coat were covered with snow. The wind was 
blowing so fiercely, bringing cold air into the house. Tommy and Adam 
could each feel the draft brushing up against their bare legs.
	Tommy had been listening to the dialog being exchanged at the 
front door, and then he realized that it was his father at the door 
standing outside. Tommy was also very surprised that his father would 
just show up like this. Tommy became very nervous.
	Tommy had often thought about his father and had hoped to see him 
again someday, hopefully on better terms and on the basis of planning to 
meet him ahead of time. Tommy wasn't prepared to deal with his father's 
sudden arrival. Tommy's painful, fearful feelings that he had from his 
father nearly six years ago suddenly resurfaced. He felt very scared and 
he went into his room, not knowing what his father's motive was for 
showing up so unexpectedly on Thanksgiving. Tommy began to cry as he 
thought back to all the times his father beat him and yelled at him for 
wetting his bed and other things. Tommy instantly felt just as weak and 
as vulnerable to his father now as he did when he was seven years old.
	Just then, Ellen had gotten off the phone and asked Nancy who was 
at the door and why she had the door open, letting the frigid air come 
into the house.
	"It's Dad!" Nancy said. Her mother came to the door.
	"Alex?" she said as she greeted her former husband and the father 
of her two children.
	"Yes, Ellen, it's me," Alex said in a sullen voice. He acted 
apologetic for showing up when he did. A moment of awkward silence 
passed as the cold air continued to blow through the opened doorway. 
Ellen then turned on the light to see his face better. Alex looked down 
at the ground and thought that perhaps this was not a good time for him 
to visit his kids.
	"Well, come on in," Ellen said to him, knowing that he had to have 
been freezing to death standing in the blizzard. "Looks nasty out 
there."
	"It is," Alex said as he came into the house. Ellen shut the door. 
Alex hugged Nancy and told her how much he had missed her and how much 
he loved her and thought about her. Nancy told him the same thing. Nancy 
then took his coat for him and took it into her mother's bedroom and 
laid it down on the bed with the others. Nancy expected the coat to 
smell of cigarette smoke, but her father had apparently quit smoking 
since she last saw him. Alex looked around the front room, seeing that 
the house hadn't changed much since he had lived there. Mike and Judy 
looked at him, also surprised that he was there.
	"Well, hello, Alex!" Mike said as he got up to shake his hand. 
"How you been?"
	"I've been okay," Alex said in a low voice. "Just thought I'd stop 
by."
	"Hello, Alex," Judy said to him. "Nice to see you again," she said 
in a warm, welcoming voice. Alex started to feel a little better.
	"Yeah, nice to see you all again, too, to see how everyone's 
doing."
	Alex then felt a soft rubbing sensation by his ankles. He looked 
down and saw Figaro. He picked the kitten up and held him. He purred for 
Alex.
	"Who's this little guy?" Alex asked as smiled and gently petted 
the kitty.
	"His name's Figaro, Dad," Nancy said. "I think he likes you," she 
said as the kitten began licking Alex's numbed face.
	Adam was sitting on the couch with only a shirt and big, thick 
diapers bulging widely from his crotch. Adam felt embarrassed to be seen 
in diapers by his Uncle Alex, who he could not remember seeing as he was 
only two years old at the time. He could recognize some resemblance from 
the pictures he had seen, however.
	"Is this Adam?" Alex said as he walked over to his nephew.
.	"Yes, he's grown up fast, hasn't he?" Mike said.
	"Too fast," Alex thought to himself. "I've missed seeing my own 
kids grow up." As Alex thought about this more, he shed some tears and 
wiped them from his eyes.
	Alex shook hands with Adam and then asked him what he was doing 
without his pants on.
	"I'm just not wearing them right now," Adam answered awkwardly, 
trying to close his legs to conceal his diapers, but to no avail as his 
diapers were much too thick.
	Alex was also curious about why Adam was wearing diapers. As Adam 
was about the same age as Tommy was when he was in diapers for 
bedwetting, this reminded Alex of the way he had treated his son. Alex 
felt uneasy about this bitter recollection and he didn't know how to ask 
about why Adam was wearing diapers, or whether or not to ask at all. 
Alex also felt that perhaps it would not be appropriate to do so while 
he was just breaking the ice with the family he had left behind all 
these years.
	"Come sit down in the kitchen, I'll make you up some leftovers," 
Ellen offered to Alex.
	"Sure," he said. "I was hoping to make it earlier when you guys 
would probably all be eating, but the weather delayed me and I had a bit 
of a slideoff on my way over and I was stuck for awhile."
	"Well, better late than never," Mike said.
	Alex then looked around the room, wondering where Tommy was.
	"Where's Tommy?" Alex asked.
	"I think he's in his room," Nancy said.
	"I wanna see him, see how my boy's grown," Alex said. Alex wanted 
to apologize to Tommy the best that he could and to get this off his 
chest once and for all. He hoped that he could win Tommy's forgiveness.
	"Let me go get him," Nancy said. She then went to Tommy's room and 
knocked on the door.
	"Who is it?" Tommy asked, his voice muffled by his pillow.
	"It's me, Nancy," she said. "You want to come see Dad?"
	"I don't know," Tommy said. Nancy could tell that Tommy was upset 
as he was sobbing. She opened the door and went in. She saw that the 
light was off, so she turned it on. Tommy was lying in his crib face 
down with his butt in diapers prominently sticking up.
	"What's the matter, Tommy?" Nancy asked him as she put her hand on 
his back and rubbed it.
	"I'm scared," Tommy said as he lifted his face, which was covered 
with tears.
	"Scared of Dad?" she said.
	"Yes," Tommy said. "I wasn't expecting him to just show up like 
this, and I don't know what to do."
	"None of us were," Nancy said. Nancy then told Tommy to sit up, so 
he did. Nancy then sat next to him on his crib and comforted her 
"little" brother by putting her arm around him, feeling the high-rising 
elastic waistband of his plastic pants with her hand.
	"It's okay, Tommy," Nancy said as she took her other hand and held 
Tommy's. "Dad wants to see you," she said.
	"I keep thinking about the way he treated me, I thought I was over 
all that," Tommy said as he cried some more.
	"I'm sure he's not here to hurt you," Nancy said. "He hasn't seen 
you in almost six years, I'm sure he'd be glad to see you. He may have 
come to apologize."
	"Even if I'm in diapers?"
	"I know you have mixed feelings about diapers, since you wear them 
now and enjoy them, but you also think about what it was like when Dad 
made you wear them. I'm sure he'll understand when he finds out why 
you're wearing diapers again."
	"I hope so," Tommy said.
	"Let's talk about this," Nancy said as she remained in the room 
with Tommy and got him to feel better and to overcome his fear of facing 
his father again.
	While Nancy and Tommy sat together and talked in his bedroom, Alex 
joined Ellen in the kitchen, where she served him up some leftovers. He 
ate as they talked.
	"So, what made you decide to come by and visit?" Ellen said to 
Alex.
	"I knew the family would all be together. I went to your folks' 
place, thinking you'd be there, but nobody was there, so I figured you 
were all here. I had a slideoff on the way, so that's why I am late. It 
looks like I missed some of the family."
	"You're looking better now, Alex," Ellen told him.
	"I feel better, too," Alex said. "I quit smoking, and I don't 
drink anymore, either, not at all."
	"That's good," she said. "I'm sure you miss the kids."
	"Yeah, I do," Alex said as he wept a couple more tears. "That's 
one of the reasons I decided to come and visit. I miss them more than 
you will ever know."
	"Where are you living now?" Ellen asked him.
	"I'm here, back in Boise again," he said. "I moved around the 
country, stayed in Missouri for awhile and got my act together, and then 
decided, I miss the family, I want to go home and see everyone, so 
that's why I'm here."
	Alex and Ellen continued to talk as he finished off his plate of 
leftovers. They talked about the events of the last six years or so of 
each of their lives.
	"I thought Nancy was going to get Tommy," Alex said.
	"I'll go check on them," Ellen said as she got up from the table, 
wiping a tear from her eye. She went to Tommy's bedroom and found him 
and Nancy sitting on his crib.
	"Tommy, are you okay?" his mother asked him in a soft, gentle 
voice.
	"Yeah, I think so," Tommy said.
	"You want to come see your father?" she asked him.
	"Yeah, I think I'm ready," Tommy said.
	"Do you want him to see you in your diapers?" his mother asked 
him.
	"He might as well, no reason to hide it from him, and not that he 
hasn't seen me in diapers before. Did you tell him?"
	"No, I figured it'd be best for me to tell him with you there with 
him," his mother said.
	"I'm still a little scared," Tommy said.
	"Don't be scared," his mother told him in a soothing voice. She 
extended her hand as Tommy grabbed onto it. His mother held onto him as 
they left the bedroom and went to the kitchen. She kept her hand on 
Tommy's back as they walked. Tommy stood just before the entryway into 
the kitchen.
	"It's okay, Tommy," his mother told him. Tommy felt his heart 
racing as he stepped into the kitchen. He slowly appeared before his 
father, first sticking only his neck into view from around the corner. 
He briefly looked across the kitchen into his father's eyes. Tommy then 
stepped forward and slowly revealed his conspicuously diapered state. 
Alex was taken aback to see that his son was in diapers, especially 
since he was wearing them so thickly. He thought that Tommy had been in 
diapers this whole time he had been gone. He was also expecting Tommy to 
have grown more and look older than he did. Tommy still very much looked 
like the little boy that his father remembered, as if he had only grown 
up a couple years at the most. Tommy was also surprised to see that his 
father looked more presentable than what he had remembered.
	Alex decided to inquire about Tommy being in diapers later and 
just wanted to see his son.
	"Hi, Daddy," Tommy's voice cracked nervously.
	"Hello, Tommy," his father said. Tommy and his father stared at 
each other as Tommy stood still, knowing that his diapers were quite 
prominent.
	"It's okay, Tommy," his father said as he held his arms open. 
Tommy remained still.
	"I've missed you, son," his father said. Alex tried to retain his 
composure, but as he talked to Tommy over the distance of the kitchen, 
he began to weep and he spoke with several pauses, becoming choked up.
	"I've thought about you every day. I don't blame you if you still 
hate me for what I did, but I just want you to know, that...that I love 
you, Tommy. I love you."
	Tommy took one step and then another as his father patiently 
waited for his son's approach. His father spread his arms open, hoping 
that Tommy would approach him so that he could give him a hug. As Tommy 
got closer to his father, he walked up to him and then put his arms 
around him.
	Tommy's father gave him a long, firm hug. The embraced lasted 
nearly a minute. Not a word was spoken as words were not necessary at 
this point. Tommy was crying again, but now because he was relieved that 
his father wasn't going to hurt him and he was glad to be reunited with 
his father. Alex shed some tears, too, as he patted Tommy's back and 
felt his plastic pants beneath his hand. Tommy thought about how the 
same hands that had beaten upon him were now comforting him.
	"I love you, Tommy," his father said, exhibiting his deepest 
emotions. "I really do."
	"I love you, too, Daddy," Tommy said. "I missed you."
	"I missed you, too, Tommy," his father told him. "I know it's too 
late to apologize for what I did to you, but I am sorry. I am very, very 
sorry. I'm so sorry for being such a rotten father to you. I'll never 
forgive myself for it, and I know it's a lot to ask for you to forgive 
me, son."
	"I've thought a lot about you, Daddy," Tommy said as he choked on 
his tears. "I want to forgive you."
	Tommy and his father finally let go of each other and Tommy pulled 
up a chair and sat across from his father. Nancy had also come into the 
kitchen and sat down. Ellen was also in the fourth chair. It was the 
first time in almost six years that all four chairs were occupied by the 
family.
	"I see that Tommy's still wearing diapers," Alex said. "I know I 
caused him a lot of damage by making him wear them."
	"Well, actually, Tommy stopped wetting the bed when he was ten and 
he wasn't having to wear diapers after that. But about a year ago, he 
had a big accident on his bike, and this injured his bladder, so now 
he's back in diapers again."
	"I'm sorry to hear about that, Tommy," his father said. It was a 
soft, gentle, sympathetic tone of voice that Tommy could never recall 
hearing from his father. "That's too bad that you're having to wear 
diapers again."
	"It's okay, Daddy," Tommy said. "I don't mind wearing them, I 
really don't." Tommy didn't feel like telling his father that he very 
much enjoyed his diapers, and he hoped that there would be an 
opportunity for him to see his father again and to be able to tell his 
dad how he really felt about wearing diapers now, though this revelation 
was to come soon enough anyway.
	"Those are some awfully thick diapers he's got on," Alex said as 
he could see several layers stacked up in Tommy's crotch. "I don't think 
I ever made Tommy wear diapers that thickly."
	"I'm sure you didn't," Ellen said. "That's how Tommy likes to wear 
them now."
	"You like to wear diapers?" Tommy's father asked him. He was 
surprised that Tommy would feel this way after having diapers used on 
him as a punishment.
	"Yeah, thanks to a couple of friends who helped me to accept 
wearing them, and to enjoy them."
	"That's good," his father said. "Do your friends wear diapers, 
too?"
	"Yeah, they've worn diapers all their lives and they like wearing 
them, too. They're names are Marvin and Max, and they're brothers."
	"They're really nice boys," Ellen said. "They've really helped 
Tommy deal with this. They're a godsend."
	"It must have been hard for him to go back to wearing diapers, 
especially after what I put him through," Alex said, admitting to his 
past mistreatment of Tommy.
	"It was," Tommy said honestly. "But Marvin and Max helped me to 
deal with it, and now I really like to wear diapers. I know that sounds 
weird. You probably thought I'd hate to wear diapers."
	"I was surprised to see you wearing them," his father said. "Kind 
of heard to miss them as thick as you're wearing them."
	"It doesn't bother you to see me in them, does it?" Tommy asked 
his father.
	"Not at all, son, not at all. If you like to wear just your 
diapers around, that's fine with me," he said. "I'm just glad that I 
have gotten to see you again."
	"Will we ever see you again, Dad?" Nancy asked him. "Or are you 
just visiting this one time?"
	"I'm back in Boise," he said. "I came home just to see you kids. I 
just hope I can still see you more than this one time."
	"So do we," Tommy said.
	Alex then looked across the kitchen and noticed Tommy's high 
chair.
	"What's the high chair for?" he asked. "Has another one come into 
the family since I left?"
	"Nope, it's still just Tommy and Nancy," Ellen said to him.
	"So why the high chair?" Alex asked again.
	"Well, I know this sounds funny," Ellen said as she hesitated to 
answer. "But Tommy likes to be babied sometimes."
	"Yeah, and Nancy usually feeds him, too. I know you probably don't 
understand why he would want to do this."
	"Whatever Tommy wants to do, whatever makes him feel better, let 
him do it," Alex said. "I think I can understand why he'd feel this 
way."
	"You might as well show Dad your room," Nancy said to Tommy. "Can 
Dad see his room, Mom?"
	"Sure," her mother told her. Nancy led her father down the hallway 
and showed Tommy his room. She turned on the light and showed him 
Tommy's crib, complete with teddy bears inside of it and a mobile that 
hung from the ceiling above. Over in the corner was his changing table. 
Tommy's old toys were piled up in one corner. Alex recognized them as he 
remembered Tommy playing with them and was glad to see that Tommy still 
had them.
	"What do you think?" Nancy asked her father nervously.
	"It looks cute," he replied. "Tommy's still my baby boy, and I'm 
actually kind of glad to see he's held onto this part of his childhood. 
I thought I had missed seeing him grow up, but as it turns out, it looks 
like he didn't really grow up after all. He even looks younger than I 
expected."
	"So, do you change your own diapers?" Tommy's father asked him.
	"I usually change his diapers, Dad," Nancy told him. He was 
surprised to hear this.
	"You don't mind your little sister doing this?" Tommy's father 
asked him.
	"Oh no, it's okay," Tommy said. "Nancy likes doing it, and I'm 
comfortable with it. Marvin and Max let their sister Heidi change them, 
too."
	"Don't forget Lani changing Ryan," Nancy said.
	"Who's Lani?" Alex asked.
	"Heidi's friend," Nancy said. "Her little brother Ryan is friends 
with Tommy, too."
	"How old is Ryan?" Alex asked.
	"He's twelve. Marvin's thirteen, and Max is eleven. I also have 
two other friends, Carl and Mitchell, one's thirteen and the other is 
fourteen, and then Max has a friend his age named Jeffy, and he wears 
diapers, and Jeffy has a little brother named Danny, and he just started 
wearing diapers, too."
	"Wow, I didn't realize so many kids your age wore diapers," Alex 
said to his son.
	"I didn't, either, until I met Marvin and Max," Tommy said. 
"There's a couple kids in my P.E. class and several more at school that 
I probably don't even know about, I'm sure. I know a lot of kids on the 
Internet who wear diapers, too," Tommy said.
	"I'm sure you feel glad that you're not alone with having to wear 
diapers, Tommy," his father said. "I noticed Adam is in diapers, too."
	"Well, coincidentally, he was in a car accident last Christmas and 
the same thing happened to him," Tommy said.
	"He has a friend named Peter who wears diapers, too," Tommy added. 
Tommy smiled as he thought about all the names he rattled off to his dad 
of the boys he knew who wear diapers.
	"You seem to be quite well-adjusted to wearing diapers," Tommy's 
father said. "Adam didn't look like he was too shy about wearing his."
	"You get used to it," Tommy said. At that time, Nancy checked 
Tommy's diapers and determined that he was in need of a change."
	"You want me to change you?" Nancy asked him.
	"Sure, just as long as Daddy doesn't leave while you're changing 
me," Tommy said.
	"I'll still be here," his father told him. "I'm going to talk to 
your mother and the rest of the family for awhile."
	A few minutes after Tommy's diapers had been changed, it was 
Adam's turn to get a diaper change, too, so Nancy replaced his wet and 
poop-filled diapers with some clean ones. She put him into some regular 
diapers and then she put a Deidies on over them. The diapers went up so 
high on him that they nearly came to the nipples on his chest in the 
front and went up even higher in the rear.
	It was getting late and the kids were all tired and needing to get 
into bed by the time Alex was ready to leave. The snow had finally 
stopped after dumping two feet of it. Alex knew his drive home would be 
slow and long.
	"Will you be back, Daddy?" Tommy asked his father as he gave him a 
big hug and a kiss. His father patted him on the rear and felt his thick 
diapers, further reminding him of the fact that Tommy was still his 
little boy after all these years.
	"Will you see us again?" Nancy asked him.
	"Yes, kids," he said in an assuring voice. "And you won't have to 
wait six years again. I'm here to stay."
	Tommy and Nancy bid their father a good night as he trudged 
through the deep, fresh blanket of snow towards his car. They stood at 
the window and watched their father start his car to warm it up and then 
brush the snow off his car and then drive away. Tommy looked at the 
tracks he left behind. They were tracks that he was glad to see, for 
they would not be there had his father not returned that evening. For 
that moment, Tommy didn't want to ever see the snow melt. Tommy revised 
his list of things to be thankful for on that Thanksgiving evening 
before going to bed.

BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 113
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	Tommy was very excited to tell all of his friends about the 
unexpected appearance that his father made on Thanksgiving. On the 
following Monday he first told Karen about it in his second period class 
and then he told Marvin and the rest of the group about it at lunch. 
Tommy mentioned how he was afraid of his father at first, but then he 
went up to him and hugged him. Tommy had a hard time retelling the story 
without shedding a couple tears, which was embarrassed him to do it in 
the cafeteria. He delivered the story in a very touching and 
heartwarming way that also got the other boys to show their emotions. 
They were very pleased to hear that Tommy's reunion with his father went 
so well.
	"What did your Dad say when he saw you in diapers?" Carl asked.
	"He thought I had been wearing them the whole time, but then Mommy 
explained my bike accident. He was surprised by how thick they were, 
especially when Mommy told him that this was how I liked to wear them. 
He's cool with it and I think he actually likes it how I still wear 
diapers and that this still makes me his little boy."
	"Do you think he'll ever spank you or get mad at you like he did 
before?" Mitchell asked.
	"I don't think he'll spank me," Tommy said. "I hope he doesn't. He 
seems to have straightened up and I think he's wanting a second chance 
to be a father."
	"Do you think your Mom and Dad will get married again?" Ryan asked 
Tommy.
	"I really don't know," Tommy said. "I think Daddy just wants to 
get back in touch with the family again right now."
	Marvin and Max also talked about how they went around in just 
their diapers the whole time when they were in Arizona.
	"It was like eighty degrees there," Marvin said.
	"We had a huge storm and it snowed all day," Tommy said. "That's 
why my Daddy was so late when he showed up."
	"Mindi changed us when we got there," Marvin said as he talked 
more about his Thanksgiving. "Heidi gave her some of the locking diapers 
that she made for us and she put them on us, and then she and Heidi then 
took all the keys and threw them in the pool and left them there until 
it was time for us to be changed, and they spent over an hour finding 
them! Both Max and I were really wet and dirty by then. Then they did 
the same thing the next day. We had so much fun!"
	Later that evening, Tommy was surprised to see that his father had 
shown up again. His mother said that she invited him to come over for 
dinner since she wanted to talk to him some more.
	Tommy and his father enjoyed a long hug as they met again and sat 
down on the couch with Nancy sitting on the other side of him. They 
watched TV and petted Figaro while waiting for their mother to prepare 
the dinner.
	When dinner was ready, everyone was called into the kitchen. Tommy 
hesitated as he was about to get into his high chair, unsure of what his 
father would think when seeing him do this.
	"It's okay, Tommy," his mother told him. "Dad won't mind if you 
sit in your high chair."
	"Can Nancy feed me?" Tommy asked.
	"Of course she can," his mother replied.
	"Go ahead, Tommy, you can be a baby boy if you want," his father 
told him. Nancy took her position in front of Tommy and gave him his 
dinner and his milk in a bottle. Tommy's and Nancy's parents had dinner 
together for the first time in almost six years. They talked as if they 
were a happily married couple and hadn't been apart. Alex even offered 
to feed Tommy a couple bites of his dinner and then handed him his 
bottle.
	After dinner, Tommy and his father sat down at the computer and 
got on the Internet, where Tommy showed him some of the web sites that 
he visited. Tommy sat back in the chair with his legs apart and his 
diapers bulging out from his crotch and his butt. Tommy's father 
couldn't help but to look and to enjoy seeing how much more babyish his 
son's diapers made him look. He could tell that Tommy truly enjoyed 
wearing his diapers.
	Tommy's father couldn't believe that there were so many web sites 
on the topic of wearing diapers, some created by teens and others by 
adults. Many sites contained pictures and stories.
	"I didn't know there were so many people who like to wear 
diapers," his father commented.
	"Oh yeah, there's lots of us around," Tommy said.
	"Do you read these stories?" his father asked.
	"Of course," Tommy said. "I hope you don't mind, since they talk 
about using diapers and, well, other things," Tommy said as he was 
feeling embarrassed.
	"It's okay, son," his father told him as he patted Tommy on his 
shoulder and rubbed his back. "You're still a growing boy in some ways."
	Tommy's father became curious when he saw how much Tommy involved 
himself with the fact that he wore diapers and talked to others who also 
wore diapers. Tommy showed his father some of the e-mail that he 
received.
	"So why do all these boys wear diapers?" he asked.
	"Some of them are bedwetters or used to be bedwetters," Tommy 
said. "Some of them had infections or injuries, some were or still are 
just kept in diapers all the time as punishment, some of them have to 
wear diapers full time, day and night, like me and some of my friends, 
and then some of them just like to wear diapers because they like how 
they look and feel, and they like using them."
	"Interesting," his father said.
	"You don't think it's weird, do you, Daddy?" Tommy said.
	"I don't think it's weird," he said. "It's unusual, to me anyway, 
but there may be more boys out there who like to wear diapers than you 
think."
	"Did you ever know anybody who wore diapers?" Tommy asked his 
father.
	"As a matter of fact, yes," he said. "There were these two boys 
who lived down the street, and every day we'd go by their house and see 
them sitting outside on the porch with their sister. The oldest one must 
have been nine or ten, and the other one was like seven, I don't know. I 
was in junior high and I didn't see them at school. Anyway, the boys 
would have nothing on but these really thick diapers and their shirts, 
that's all they were ever seen wearing if the weather was warm enough. 
My friends would laugh at them and tease them, but I felt sorry for 
them."
	"Did you ever talk to them?" Tommy asked his father.
	"Yeah, as a matter of fact, their sister invited me in for milk 
and cookies, so I sat there with them, and I asked about the boys 
wearing diapers. They just said that they couldn't go the bathroom and 
had to stay in diapers, I never found out anything more. They seemed to 
like me since I didn't laugh at them like the other kids. Later I found 
out that their mother punished them for wetting their beds and kept them 
in diapers all the time, and then they got to the point where they 
couldn't hold their wastes and then had to wear diapers for that, too.
	"When I first saw you in your diapers, I thought that maybe I had 
done the same thing to you for making you wear them all the time, but 
your mother told me you stopped wetting a couple of years later and you 
were out of diapers before the bike accident."
	"Yeah, that's right," Tommy said.
	"Did you ever know anybody else?" Tommy asked.
	"Well, sort of, this was in junior high again. This one kid would 
come to school wearing about a dozen pairs of underwear and told 
everybody he enjoyed pooping in them. Back then they were the kind of 
underwear with the two layers in the seat, so his butt really stuck out. 
He always smelled from going to the bathroom in his undies so much. Of 
course everyone thought he was weird and nobody wanted to be friends 
with him except this one other kid. He didn't seem to mind and he would 
always tell people why he did it."
	"I know a couple people who do that," Tommy said. Tommy then went 
back to the computer and showed his father some web sites that he was 
saving for last to show him.
	"This is Marvin's and Max's site," Tommy said as he showed his 
father several pictures of his two best friends wearing their very thick 
diapers, along with pictures of their sister Heidi. Tommy also showed 
his Dad the stories that Marvin and Max had written about themselves and 
their many diaper experiences.
	"They look like nice boys," he said. "Why do they wear diapers?"
	"They were never potty trained," Tommy answered.
	"Really?" his father said. "They were just never trained?"
	"Nope, they tell me that their parents didn't even try to potty 
train them," Tommy said.
	"I wonder what that was like for them when they were growing up."
	"They liked wearing diapers and their parents liked them wearing 
diapers, too, so they left Marvin and Max in diapers."
	"I'll have to meet them sometime," Tommy's father said.
	"Their parents are really nice, too," Tommy said. "I like going 
over there and staying the night. Sometimes they come over here, too."
	Tommy then showed his father the "Deidies by Heidi" site.
	"Marvin's and Max's sister started making diapers for her brothers 
and then started selling them on the Internet," Tommy explained. "Now 
their Mommy runs most of the business and makes the diapers, and Heidi 
just helps out because she has school."
	"Those are some pretty big diapers!" his father said.
	"I'm wearing some of them right now," Tommy said as he looked down 
at his crotch and press his hand into the thick padding surrounding him.
"How are you supposed to wear anything over those diapers?" his 
father asked.
	"Well, actually, the idea is that these diapers are so thick that 
they have to be worn alone, that way, when you're wearing them, you have 
to let them show and everyone else sees you in them. You'd have to wear 
really big pants over them."
	"So that's why you don't have your pants on now?" his father asked 
him.
	"Yeah, and, well, I just like going around in just diapers, 
anyway," Tommy said, blushing.
	"Do you always go around this way?" his father asked him.
	"Most of the time that I am home or at Marvin's and Max's. You 
don't mind, do you, Daddy?"
	"Not at all," his father said, assuring Tommy again that it was 
okay for him to wear just his diapers if he wanted to do this. "Whatever 
you're most comfortable in, I don't mind. You can stay in your diapers 
as much as you want. I suppose Marvin and Max do the same thing?"
	"Oh yeah," Tommy said. "They love wearing diapers, too, and Max, 
he sometimes gets really wild and starts to show off. He dances around 
and sticks his butt out at you and then he rolls around on the floor and 
rubs his hands all over his diapers and tells everybody how much he 
loves his diapers. It's really cute when he does it."
	Tommy had one more site to show his father before signing off 
again. He brought up his own web site, complete with pictures of himself 
and all of his friends in their diapers. He also included his story, 
which his father began to read.
	"I wish this was a story you didn't have to tell," his father 
said.
	"I'm sorry, Daddy," Tommy said.
	"No, I'm the one that should be sorry. I don't blame you for 
wanting to write all of this about me."
	"It's not as bad as some of the other stories I have read," Tommy 
said. "You never tied me up or put itching powder in my diapers or took 
one of my soiled diapers off of me and then wrapped it around my head or 
stuck it in my face."
	"I guess things could have been worse, but I still feel bad about 
what I did do to you," his father said as he put his arm around Tommy.
	"It's okay, Daddy," Tommy said, sensing that his father was 
feeling upset again. His father took Tommy in his arms and gave him 
another hug.
	"The next chapter that I write about you will be a lot better," 
Tommy said. His father smiled at him.
	Tommy then signed off from the computer and went to his bedroom to 
show his father some of the diaper stories that he had printed out as 
well as several pictures. Shortly afterwards, Nancy came in and told 
Tommy that she would change his diapers for the evening.
	"Uh, Nancy, would you mind if I change Tommy?" her father asked 
her.
	"You don't want me to change him?" Nancy asked her father, 
thinking that perhaps he had second thoughts and didn't want her to 
change Tommy's diapers.
	"Oh, you can still change him, Nancy, I don't mind if you do 
that," her father assured her. "I just want to do it this time, if Tommy 
doesn't mind."
	Tommy thought back upon all the times in the past when diaper 
changes performed by his father were so unpleasant. This time, it would 
be different. Gone was the crying, the stinging in his buttocks from a 
hard spanking, and the yelling from his father. Tommy felt that by 
allowing his father to change his diaper, this would heal old wounds and 
further develop trust and a bond between them. Tommy's father felt the 
same way and he hoped Tommy would want him to do this for him.
	"Go ahead and change me," Tommy said to his father, who smiled as 
he went up to his son and reached for his plastic pants. Instead of 
abruptly yanking the plastic pants off of him, his father slowly and 
gently pulled them away from his waist and slid them down Tommy's legs.
	Next, his father began removing the diaper pins, noting that there 
were so many of them used.
	"You afraid your diapers are gonna fall off?" his father joked. 
"You got this boy pinned up good, Nancy!"
	"He likes that," Nancy said as she watched her father working on 
taking the pins out of Tommy's diapers.
	"For as thick as your diapers are, Tommy, you sure do soak 'em all 
up! Now I can see why you need them so thick."
	After Tommy's father had the topmost diaper off-- a Diedies 
diaper-- he saw that several more diapers were pinned on underneath. He 
removed these and then got down to the last diapers and then pulled them 
away from Tommy's body. His diapers were completely filled up with poop. 
His father fanned his face because of the smell.
	"Whoowee! I forgot how smelly you can get, boy!" Tommy's father 
told him.
	"Yep, Tommy still stinks up his diapers pretty good," Nancy said. 
Tommy gave her an embarrassed smile as she grinned back at him. Nancy 
enjoyed seeing her father changing her brother's diapers for the first 
time without Tommy having to endure pain and humiliation. She could see 
a bond forming between them that had never before existed.
	Tommy's father was surprised to see that, for as small and boyish 
as he looked, he had achieved puberty and he could see the stubble left 
behind from the last time Tommy's pubic hairs had been shaved. His penis 
was much larger and developed than it was six years ago. It was standing 
fully erect.
	"I see you have grown a little, son!" his father said, referring 
to Tommy's hormone-enlarged genitals. "I see your overdue for the ol' 
father-son talk."
	"That's okay, Daddy," Tommy said. "I know about all that."
	"Yeah, I suppose you do by now, Tommy," his father said. "Just 
don't forget, you'll always be my little boy." Tommy and his father 
exchanged smiles.
	Tommy had often been left unwiped and just put into more diapers 
before when his father changed him, but this time, his father lovingly 
cleaned up his tender bottom and removed the thick layer of stinky poop 
and then powdered his clean, soft bottom and then spread it around his 
crotch and genitals. Tommy was used to the feel of the softer, smaller 
hands of Nancy and the other girls when they worked around his genitals, 
and he wasn't expecting his father's hand to feel rougher and more 
abrasive.
	After Tommy was powdered up, Nancy brought to her father a stack 
of diapers that she had folded up.
	"Just remember, lots of diapers and lots of pins," Nancy told her 
father. He put the first diaper on and began pinning it up with Nancy 
helping him. The rest of the diapers were pinned up. Tommy's already 
thick stack of diapers was topped off by a Deidies diaper and pinned up 
tightly. Lastly, Tommy's plastic pants were pulled up over his bulky 
diapers.
	Tommy got up from the changing table and stood on the floor. His 
father gave him a gentle pat on the rear.
	"You're done, boy!" his father said. "How does it feel?"
	"It's really thick and snug," Tommy said with a smile on his face. 
He ran his hands over the sides of his diapers.
	"Then I haven't lost my touch," his father replied. "It just felt 
good to do change you under different circumstances than before."
	"Same for me," Tommy said.
	Later that evening, just before Tommy was to go to bed, his father 
asked him if he could read a story to him.
	"I notice you still have a lot of your story books from when you 
were little," his father said.
	"Yeah, I still like to read them," Tommy said.
	"Go pick one out, and then come back to me," his father said as he 
was sitting in the chair.
	Tommy returned a few minutes later with an old and worn copy of 
one of his favorite stories that he wished his Dad had read to him. Now 
was the chance for Tommy to fulfill this long overdue wish. Tommy handed 
his father the book and climbed into his lap. Nancy and her mother sat 
across from Tommy and his father as they watched him read the story.
	Tommy's father began reading the story to him. Tommy was nestled 
up to his father as he read the book along with his Dad. Tommy's Dad 
looked at how Tommy's plastic pants were so securely pulled up so high 
over his bulging, thick diapers, feeling Tommy's thickly padded bottom 
planted on his thigh. A long mirror hung on the wall across from the 
couch, which gave Tommy and his father a perfect view of themselves. 
Tommy's father could see in the reflection of the mirror his son's long, 
bare legs spread open and straddling his knee and dangling off the 
sides. He looked at Tommy's thick, wide crotch of his diapers spanning 
widely between his bare legs. Tommy also looked at the reflection, and 
Tommy's father could tell that Tommy enjoyed looking at himself in his 
diapers and admiring the glaring, white band of fabric, sheathed by 
plastic with many folds and creases to accent the wide strip of cotton, 
all of it pulled up onto him so tightly.
	Tommy then leaned back and slid his bottom forward to see more of 
his diaper on his rear as he sat with his father. Tommy tried to be 
subtle about it, but his father still knew that Tommy enjoyed seeing how 
he looked in his diapers.
	As Tommy's father continued to read to him, he wet his diapers and 
then pooped in them. Tommy enjoyed being able to freely use his diapers 
as he listened to his father read. Tommy knew that his thick diapers 
would not leak onto his father's pants.
	By this time, Tommy was very comfortable and sleepy and very much 
in a mood for being babied. Nancy brought him a bottle of warmed milk, 
which Tommy's father gave to him, as if Tommy were an actual baby. Tommy 
wet his diapers some more as his father gave him the last of his bottle.
	As it was Tommy's bedtime, his father took him into his room and 
gently set him down into his crib and tucked him in. For the first time 
that Tommy could ever remember, his father gave him a good night kiss.

BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 114
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	Tommy had never before been happier in his life. While having a 
lot of friends who were all diaper wearers like himself helped Tommy to 
feel better about himself, he was especially glad to see that his father 
had come back and that he was a much better man than he was when he 
disappeared after the divorce. Before this, alimony checks provided the 
only proof that he existed during those six fatherless years. Tommy 
frequently wondered about his father and hoped that he would return and 
maybe come back as a better man. Tommy thought back upon his 
Thanksgiving wish and felt that he had already spent his million dollars 
that he wished for, as the return of his father meant so much more to 
him than any amount of money.
	Tommy looked forward to introducing Marvin and Max and his other 
friends to his father. Tommy hoped that all the other boys could erase 
their bitter perceptions of Tommy's father that were based on his 
descriptions of the terrible past relationship. The other boys found it 
hard to believe that Tommy could speak so much more highly of his father 
now, after all of what he had told them.
	Tommy and Nancy were invited to spend Saturday afternoon with 
their father and stay overnight with him, too. Tommy had gone over to 
Marvin's and Max's house for a sleepover the night before, so his father 
would be picking him up from there about mid-morning.
	Tommy had just been changed and ready to go as he expected his 
father to show up at Marvin's house at about 11:00 that morning. Tommy 
was in just his diapers as were Marvin and Max. Tommy had told his 
father to expect Marvin and Max to be in just their diapers, too, when 
he showed up.
	Shortly after 11:00, Tommy's father showed up, along with Nancy, 
who had given him directions to get to Marvin's house.
	Tommy felt a little nervous, knowing that Marvin and his family 
had developed a bad perception of his father, but were convinced now 
that he had turned over a new leaf. They could all see that Tommy was 
happier since his father returned.
	Tommy, Marvin and Max were all playing together in the giant 
playpen, all of them wearing just shirts and diapers that Heidi had 
changed a couple hours ago. Heidi had given them bottles filled with hot 
chocolate to sip on as they played.
	The doorbell rang and Roger answered it as he got up from his 
chair watching the football game. His disposable diaper crinkled loudly 
beneath his sweat pants as he walked to the door.
	"Hello," Roger said as he greeted Tommy's father. Nancy then said 
hello to Roger.
	"You must be Tommy's father," Roger said the two men shook hands.
	"The name's Alex," he introduced himself.
	"I'm Roger, pleased to meet you, come on in."
	"Where are the boys?" Nancy asked Heidi.
	"The playroom," she said. "I just changed their diapers a little 
while ago, so they should be okay."
	Heidi then got up from the couch and introduced herself to Alex.
	"I'm Heidi," she said. "I'm Marvin's and Max's sister."
	"Tommy's told me about you," Alex said. "He tells me that you 
started a little diaper business."
	"Yeah, I did," Heidi said proudly.
	"How did you get started?" Alex asked.
	"Well, I don't know if Tommy told you that I make diapers for my 
brothers."
	"Oh yeah, Tommy was wearing them while I was visiting," Alex said. 
"I even changed him the other night and put one on him over about six or 
eight other diapers. Those are sure some pretty thick diapers you make," 
Alex commented. Heidi smiled again.
	"Thickest in the world," Heidi said. "Almost."
	Heidi led Alex out to the shop in the back. Her mother was out 
there catching up on some orders and sewing up some diapers.
	"Mom, this is Alex, Tommy's father," Heidi said as she took him 
into the building.
	"Hello Alex, I'm Rita, nice to meet you."
	"Nice facility you got out here," Alex commented. Heidi thanked 
him and gave him a quick tour and showed him the equipment, the 
materials and some of the finished products. Heidi held up one of the 
diapers that her mother had just finished and showed it to Alex. He held 
it and felt the thick material.
	"Now that's what I call a diaper!" Alex said. "I feel sorry for 
any kid that has to wear these for punishment," he added, trying to 
release some of his guilty feelings from his past treatment of Tommy. 
"I'm just glad Tommy likes to wear his diapers now."
	"So do my brothers," Heidi said. "They love being in really thick 
diapers, and I like putting them in them."
	"Nancy told me she likes to diaper Tommy, too," Alex said. "I 
guess as long as Tommy doesn't mind her doing it, then that's all right. 
It's better than seeing them fight like most brothers and sisters seem 
to do all the time."
	"I actually think my brothers and I have a better sibling 
relationship because my brothers trust me to let me see them naked and 
wipe their poopy butts," Heidi said.
	"You probably have a point there, Heidi," Alex replied. "Nancy's 
always been more of a big sister to Tommy, so she's probably more 
inclined to wanting to change his diapers, too. It used to bother me 
that Tommy let her be the big sister, but that doesn't matter anymore."
	"So tell me, how did all this start, this diaper business?" Alex 
asked Heidi again.
	"Oh yeah," Heidi said, realizing the conversation had gotten off 
course. "My brothers have a web site, and--"
	"Oh yeah, Tommy showed it to me," Alex said, not meaning to 
interrupt Heidi while was talking. "He showed me his web site and 
several others. I didn't think diapers were such a big thing to so many 
kids."
	"Of course, that's what's made this business such a success," 
Heidi said. "It all started when Marvin and Max got an e-mail from this 
one kid one day. He saw Marvin's and Max's pictures on their site. They 
said that their sister made their diapers for them, so this kid asked 
how much it would cost for me to make him a diaper like those. A couple 
of e-mails later, he said he'd send some money, it came in the mail, and 
I sent him two diapers. He wrote back after he got them and said they 
were the best diapers he ever wore. He knew some friends that wanted 
diapers, so they all sent some money, and well, I got an idea, I started 
selling the diapers that I make for my brothers on the Internet, and 
well, the rest is history."
	"It sounds like your career is pretty well determined," Alex said.
	"I'm going into business administration when I go to college in a 
couple years," Heidi said.
	"I'm really impressed," Alex said. "You're off to a good start. 
Well, I suppose Tommy's wondering where I'm at."
	Meanwhile, Nancy had let the boys out of the playpen and she was 
sitting with them at the computer as they played games.
	"Where's Daddy?" Tommy asked Nancy.
	"Heidi took him out to show him the diaper business."
	"Ahh, okay," Tommy said.
	A few minutes later, Heidi and Alex came back into the house. Alex 
then met Marvin and Max, who were both sitting in their chairs wearing 
diapers that were just as thick as the ones he had gotten used to seeing 
Tommy wear.
	"Hello, I'm Alex, Tommy's Dad," he said as he extended his hand to 
shake each of the boys' hands.
	"I'm Marvin," he said.
	"And I'm Max!" he introduced himself. Max then got up and turned 
his butt to Alex.
	"You like my diapers?" Max said as he rubbed his hands over his 
behind to show off his diapered rear end.
	"Your diapers are very nice," Alex commented.
	"I like to pee and poop in them," Max said.
	"Well, from the looks of it, you don't have much of a choice, 
since it must take a long time to get all those diapers off," Alex said. 
He knew that Max behaved this way as Tommy had told him, and he went 
along with it. Alex agreed that Max looked and sounded pretty cute by 
being so open about wearing diapers.
	"I'm in diapers all day, every day!" Max said.
	"So am I," Marvin said. "We love our diapers, don't we, Max?"
	"Yeah, I love diapers!:" Max said as he got down on the floor and 
rolled around, kicking his legs up. Marvin felt a little embarrassed 
that Max did this so soon after meeting Tommy's father.
	"He does that," Marvin said to Alex.
	"Let him, I think it's cute!" Alex said.
	"Really?" Marvin said, surprised that this, the man who yelled at 
Tommy and spanked him and utterly humiliated him, was the same man that 
Tommy said was his father.
	"Oh yeah, nothing wrong with having a little fun in your diapers, 
boys," Alex said. With that, Marvin got on the floor and joined Max. 
They play wrestled and tickled each other and stuck their diapered butts 
in each other's faces and just played around until they were tired.
	"You have your pants with you, Tommy?" his father asked him.
	"Uhh, no, Mommy just brings me over straight from home, and I 
don't bring my pants unless we're gonna go someplace."
	"We have to stop by the house anyway," Nancy said. "I have to drop 
off Tommy's dirty diapers."
	"Oh, okay," Alex said. "You don't mind walking out to the street 
in your diapers?" his father asked him.
	"Everybody in this neighborhood sees Marvin and Max in their 
diapers all the time, especially in the summer, and they all know I wear 
diapers, too, so it's no big deal."
	"No, but you're sure to freeze your butt off out in that snow," 
Tommy's father told him.
	"His legs, maybe," Nancy said. "But I think his butt will stay 
plenty underneath all those diapers."
	"Well, nice meeting you kids, hope to see you again," Alex said as 
he escorted Tommy and Nancy out to his car. "Nice meeting you, Roger, 
and Heidi," Alex said to them as he left.
	As the car had been sitting for several minutes, Tommy had to 
endure the cold on his legs until they got back to his house. Alex left 
the car running to warm it up as Nancy took the diapers to the washroom 
and Tommy went to his room, where he waited for Nancy to come in and 
change him into some thinner diapers to accommodate his pants. She also 
gathered up a large load of diapers for Tommy so that he would have some 
to be changed into while staying with their father. Tommy and Nancy gave 
their mother a hug and a kiss before leaving.
	"Have a good time with your father, kids," their mother told them 
as they ran to the car. Their father joined them after he and Ellen 
talked about what he was planning to do while he had the kids. Ellen 
also planted a kiss on his cheek before he left.
	"What are we gonna do today, Daddy?" Tommy asked his father.
	"I'll surprise you," he said. He let the kids listen to their 
favorite radio station on their way into town. They talked about school 
and other matters on the way. Alex also asked Tommy more about Marvin 
and Max.
	"Your friends Marvin and Max seem like a couple of pretty nice 
kids," Alex said to Tommy. "They aren't shy about letting people know 
they like to wear diapers, that's for sure. Even their shirts said it."
	"Did you see what Max's shirt said?"
	"I saw the back of it since he had his butt turned to me most of 
the time," his father replied with a little laugh. "It said, 'If these 
diapers are droopy, then I'm too poopy.'"
	Nancy giggled from the back seat.
	"Tommy has a couple shirts like that, too. Heidi makes them up on 
the computer and then irons them on."
	"Really?" Alex said. "What do your shirts say, Tommy?"
	Tommy blushed as he told his father what the last shirt that Heidi 
made for him said.
	"Uuhh, it says, 'If there's a lump in my rump, then I've taken a 
dump,'" Tommy said. Nancy and Alex both chuckled. "Marvin and Max come 
up with all of these silly rhymes and sayings about wearing diapers and 
stuff."
	"Cute," his father replied.
	"Daddy?" Tommy said to his father.
	"Yes, Tommy?" he replied back.
	"I'm really kind of surprised that you don't mind all this diaper 
stuff," Tommy said.
	"Well, it doesn't really surprise me, to be honest with you," his 
father replied. "I had a feeling that, after what all I had put you 
through when you were littler, that this sort of thing might happen. 
While I was thinking about you and the things I did, I did some research 
on what happens to kids when they're kept in diapers, and I found out 
that a lot of them develop a fetish for diapers, which you obviously 
have. I wasn't sure if you'd be wearing them when I showed up, and even 
though I wasn't expecting you to come out and see me in just your 
diapers, it seemed to make some sense when I found out that you like to 
wear them."
	"So, you don't mind that I like to wear diapers?"
	"Tommy, I've told you, you can go around in just your diapers as 
much as you want," his father reassured him. "And you can read your 
stories in front of me, talk to your friends and have them wear diapers 
around, it's fine."
	By this time they were driving in the middle of town. The closer 
they came to where they were going, the more apparent it was becoming 
that they were heading to Chuck E. Cheese. When the building was in 
sight, Tommy and Nancy hoped to see their father put on his turn signal. 
When he slowed down and activated his blinker, Tommy and Nancy became 
excited.
	"Yeah! We're going to Chuck E. Cheese!" they cheered.
	The place was very busy, being a Saturday afternoon. They managed 
to find a table and get their pizza ordered. Tommy and Nancy were given 
five dollars each to buy some game tokens and play games. After about 
twenty minutes, Tommy and Nancy were broke and the pizza was ready by 
then. After they ate, they went to the park that was located at the base 
of a large hill, which was a popular area for kids to go sledding.
	Tommy and Nancy played around in the snow with their father and 
got into snowball fights with him. They slid down the hill on some 
garbage bags that their father had brought along. Tommy climbed the hill 
a ways and came down at a good speed. On his third time down he fell off 
towards the bottom and tumbled into the snow. His diapers protected his 
bottom from feeling the brunt of the impact. They played for about an 
hour and then left when a large group of kids showed up. They drove up 
farther into the hills and found a private spot to play. There was a 
small, but fairly steep hill that appeared to have been already used. A 
path of packed snow led down the hill, and alongside it, several 
footprints from the last group that was there. Tommy and Nancy kept 
going up the hill and sliding down it on their makeshift sleds. Nancy's 
garbage bag had a hole worn through it by then and she was disappointed 
that it wore out on her. Their father had only brought the two bags 
along.
	"You can use mine," Tommy offered her.
	"Thanks, Tommy, but then what are you going to use?" she asked 
him.
	Tommy had been thinking about what it would be like if he slid 
down the hill on his bottom since he had on diapers and plastic pants. 
They were slick and the material was thick enough to handle a couple 
good runs, and he was also well-cushioned by his diapers. Tommy told 
Nancy and his father what he was going to do.
	"I'll just slide down on my diaper-butt," Tommy said. "I got 
plastic pants on, you know."
	"Are you serious?" Nancy asked her brother. He opened the car door 
and sat down on the seat. He took his shoes off and then stripped down 
to his diapers and left his pants in the car. He put his shoes back on 
and walked back over to Nancy.
	"Aren't you cold?" Nancy said, looking at Tommy's bare legs 
against a background of a snow-covered hillside.
	"Yeah, but I think I can survive it a couple times," Tommy said.
	"Son, you're gonna get hypothermia if you stay that way too long," 
his father cautioned him.
	"It'll be just a couple of runs, Daddy," he said.
	"Okay," he said as he watched Tommy and Nancy climb the hill 
together. Tommy's diapered bottom nearly blended in with the snow. Tommy 
got to the top and then he sat his bottom down on the cold snow. He felt 
the icy surface against the backs of his legs, which were starting to 
become numbed by the cold. His skin was reddish.
	Tommy began sliding down the hill, feeling the bumps underneath 
him, softened by his diapers. He felt the poopy mess inside of them 
being squished around as he continued to slide down the slope. He 
remained in control as he slid on his behind all the way to the bottom 
of the hill. Nancy came down right behind him.
	Tommy got up from the ground and rubbed his bottom.
	"Hey, that works pretty good!" Tommy said, surprised that his 
plastic pants worked as well as they did.
	"That's good," Nancy said. "You may have invented a new sport for 
the Olympics-- butt sledding!"
	Tommy and Nancy enjoyed a short laugh.
	"Wanna go again?" Tommy asked.
	"If you can stand it," Nancy said. "Your legs are getting pretty 
red."
	"We're gonna go up one more time, Dad!" Nancy said to him.
	"Okay, one more, and then we'll go," he told them.
	By the time Tommy and Nancy got to the top of the hill, they saw 
another group had arrived.
	"Great," Tommy said. "They're gonna see me in my diapers!"
	"Well, let's just go down and then you can just run to the car," 
Nancy said. "Or tie your coat around your waist."
	"I'll still look funny," Tommy said. He sat his rear end down on 
the snow and made his last run with Nancy right behind him. By the time 
they reach the bottom, the occupants of the other vehicle had gotten 
out. It was a man and his two kids, a boy and a girl. They had already 
seen that Tommy was in his diapers as he went straight to the car and 
climbed in. His father had started up the car and warmed it up. Tommy 
felt so good to get himself warm again.
	"Is that boy wearing diapers?" the girl asked her father.
	"Yeah, he sure was, must be awfully cold, though," he said. "Gotta 
admit he was pretty well-cushioned for the bumps."
	"That sounds fun," the boy commented, hinting somewhat at the fact 
that he had a budding diaper fetish that he otherwise kept hidden from 
his family.
	"Yeah, you would wear diapers," his sister told him.
	"I wonder if that's what he's wearing them for, to slide down the 
mountain on?" the boy said.
	"He probably wears them all the time," his sister replied. "Maybe 
you ought to start wearing diapers since you can't remember to flush the 
toilet or put the seat down," she said to him. The boy wished he could 
wear diapers, and he wished that he could have talked to Tommy before 
they left, watching as their car took off and headed back into town.
	After they got back into town, their father stopped at a drive 
through for some hot chocolate for the kids. Tommy was in the back seat 
and he had covered his lap with his coat so that he wouldn't be seen 
wearing just his diapers, which would appear especially unusual on a 
cold winter day.
	Next, Alex drove Tommy and Nancy to his apartment. It was a nice, 
but smaller and older unit. Tommy and Nancy carried their belongings up 
the stairs and into the apartment. It felt so warm and cozy as Tommy had 
once again exposed his bare legs to the cold since he didn't bother 
putting his pants back on, mainly since they were damp and cold from the 
snow. He set his pants next to the heat vent, where Tommy and Nancy also 
sat to warm themselves up.
	They looked around the apartment and recognized some of the 
belongings that their father had taken with him when he left from their 
family. He didn't have a lot of other things to fill his small, one-
bedroom apartment.
	By this time, Tommy's diapers were full and stinking and he needed 
to be changed. Nancy asked her father where she could change Tommy.
	"You can change him on the floor if you want," he said. "Do you 
need a towel for Tommy to lie on?"
	"Yes, please," Nancy said. Her father went into the bathroom and 
brought back a towel.
	"Thanks, Dad," Nancy said as she took the towel and spread it out 
on the floor. Tommy then scooted himself away from the heat vent and 
moved out to the middle of the floor and sat down on the towel. He then 
lay himself down as Nancy had gotten out a fresh change of diapers and 
the other supplies that she needed for his diaper changing. Nancy took 
off Tommy's plastic pants and then his soaked, smelly diapers. Some of 
the poop that had been caked onto Tommy's butt dropped off of him and 
onto the towel, sparing the carpet from needing to be cleaned.
	"Let me get you a bag for those diapers," her father said as he 
fanned his face to dissipate some of Tommy's strong odors. The father 
went into the kitchen and came back with a plastic grocery bag, handing 
it to Nancy. As Nancy put the soiled diapers in the bag she thought 
about how they were going to be washed.
	"Do you have a washing machine?" she asked her father.
	"Not in here, but there's a washing facility here in the complex," 
he said. "I'll walk you down there and we can wash Tommy's diapers 
there."
	"You wanna come with us?" Nancy asked Tommy as she wiped up the 
badly reeking poop from Tommy's bottom.
	"Nah," Tommy said. "I'm kind of tired and I'm gonna take a nap."
	"Okay," Nancy said. "Then I'll just diaper you up like I usually 
do."
	Nancy sprinkled powder all over Tommy's butt and crotch, spilling 
some of it onto the towel.
	"Sorry I got your towel dirty," Nancy said to her father.
	"Don't worry about it," he said. "That's what it's for."
	Alex sat down in his chair, pretending to be watching the football 
game that was on TV, but he was paying more attention to Nancy as she 
pinned onto Tommy the thick stack of diapers. He watched Tommy's diapers 
go from a wide band of fabric that was stretched over his crotch and 
over his stomach and thin enough still to allow his hard-on to show-- to 
a huge mass of white cotton that bulged out several inches from his 
butt. She finished up with his plastic pants and helped him up.
	"You're welcome to lie on my bed if you want," Tommy's father said 
to him as he watched Tommy walk into the dark hallway with his thickly 
diapered butt sticking out, it's whiteness fading into the dark.
	"Make yourself at home, there's pop in the refrigerator, and the 
TV's got cable."
	"How long are you gonna be gone?" Tommy asked his father.
	"Not too long," he said. "We won't disturb you if you're asleep 
when we get back."
	Tommy went into his father's bedroom and plopped himself down on 
the mattress of the unmade bed. Within minutes he was asleep. Meanwhile, 
Nancy and her father went down to the washing facilities. There was one 
other lady there who looked to be in her thirties. As the room was 
small, the lady couldn't help but to notice that Nancy was carrying a 
bag full of dirty cloth diapers. She also noticed their strong odor.
	"I didn't think anybody used cloth diapers anymore," she said as 
she looked at the poop-smeared fabric pressed up against the side of the 
white plastic bag.
	"Yeah, they're still around," Nancy replied as she threw the 
diapers into the machine. "I actually know quite a few people who use 
them."
	"Really?" the lady said as she took a puff from her cigarette. 
"It's better for the environment, I know that."
	"My brother likes to wear cloth diapers," Nancy said, partly to 
preclude any thoughts that the lady might have had that Nancy was the 
one who wore them.
	"How old is your brother?" the lady asked Nancy. Nancy thought she 
was being a tad nosy, but was probably just trying to make conversation.
	"He's thirteen," Nancy replied. The lady didn't seem to be very 
surprised to hear this.
	"He got hurt on his bike and he has to wear diapers because of 
it," Nancy added.
	"That's too bad," the lady said. "I know how he must feel about 
it."
	"Actually, my brother likes wearing diapers," Nancy said.
	"I have a nine-year-old son, and he wets his bed, and I've tried 
to get him to wear diapers. In fact, that's why I'm here, washing his 
sheets again," she sighed.
	"I'm sure it would be a lot easier for you if he wore diapers," 
Nancy said.
	"Yeah, he's got three sisters, two older, one younger, they all 
have to share one bedroom. They all tease him when he's worn diapers, 
especially since none of them wet the bed."
	"Well, most bedwetters are boys, you know," Nancy said.
	"Yeah, and mine's one of them," the lady sighed. "I've let it 
slide and tolerated his wet sheets, but he's starting to wet almost 
every night now, and when he wets, he wets a lot and he needs a good, 
thick diaper. I think he's thinking about wearing them now, since he 
gets teased for wetting his bed, anyway. I'd rather use cloth diapers, 
too, but I don't know where you can get them."
	"You got a pen and a piece of paper?" Nancy asked the lady.
	"Yeah, I do," she said as she rummaged through her purse. "Do you 
know of a place I can get them?"
	"Sure do," Nancy said. "My brother's friends' sister and their Mom 
make diapers."
	"Really?" the lady replied as she handed Nancy an old, wrinkled 
receipt to write on and a pen. Nancy then wrote down the phone number 
for Deidies by Heidi and the name of the business. She told the lady to 
leave a message since nobody answered the phone on weekends.
	"You have a computer?" Nancy asked the lady.
	"Yes," she said.
	"Do you use the Internet?"
	"I sure do," the lady replied. Nancy added the web site address 
for Deidies by Heidi to the slip of paper she was writing on. She 
decided to add the web site name for her brother as well as Marvin's and 
Max's sites, which she had memorized.
	"Those other two web sites are my brother's and his friend's 
sites," Nancy told the lady. "Your son might want to look at those. Does 
he have any friends who wear diapers?"
	"He knows a couple bedwetters who wear Goodnites," she said. "But 
those aren't enough for my son. He needs some, good, thick heavy 
diapers."
	"I'm pretty sure you won't be disappointed by these diapers," 
Nancy told the lady.
	"Thank you for the information," the lady said. "I just hope Tommy 
will want to wear them."
	"Did you say Tommy?" Nancy asked the lady.
	"Yes, I did, why?"
	"That's my brother's name," Nancy said. "Oh, and I'm Nancy."
	"Pleased to meet you, Nancy," the lady said. "Do you live here?"
	"No, just staying with my Dad," Nancy said as she looked over at 
him sitting in a chair reading a magazine. "My brother's back at the 
apartment."
	"Maybe my Tommy can meet your Tommy," the lady said.
	"Possibly," Nancy said. "He said he was going to take a nap when 
we left. Maybe tomorrow they can meet."
	"Well, we're leaving in the morning," the lady said. "Have him 
look at those other web sites," Nancy told the lady. "He can write an e-
mail to Tommy from his site, too."
	Nancy and the lady continued to carry on their conversation about 
the two Tommys, one who was already wearing diapers, and the other who 
was about to be wearing them. The lady then pulled the sheets out of the 
dryer and folded them up. Nancy was kind enough to help the lady.
	"Thank you, you're a really nice girl," the lady said.
	"Thanks," Nancy replied. "It was nice talking to you."
	"I'll be sure to check into getting some diapers for my son," the 
lady said. "It's getting to be a pain to have to come down and wash 
these sheets every day."
	When Nancy and her father returned to the apartment, Tommy was 
still asleep. The TV was still on the same station as when they left. 
Nancy turned on the light and could see Tommy still asleep on the bed, 
lying on his stomach with his rear end sticking up. Nancy went over to 
him and gently pulled the covers out from underneath his feet and then 
pulled them over Tommy.
	Tommy woke up at about 8:30, just as their father had ordered 
pizza delivery for dinner.
	"I eat more than just pizza, kids, trust me," their father 
explained with a small laugh after having given Tommy and Nancy pizza 
for lunch as well. The pizza arrived and Tommy and Nancy ate it while 
watching a movie with their father.
	When it came time to go to bed, Tommy and Nancy were given some 
pillows and a pile of heavy blankets to lie on for a mattress and then 
some other blankets to cover themselves up with. They were going to 
sleep out in the middle of the front room.
	"You know where the bathroom is?" the father said. "Well, for you 
anyway, Nancy."
	"I do," she said.
	"Okay, good night, kids," their father said as he shut off the 
lamp and walked back to his bedroom. Nancy and Tommy lay awake in the 
room, dimly lit by the street light outside the window as well as the 
reflection of the light off the snow-covered ground. Nancy talked about 
the conversation she had with the lady at the laundry facility and told 
Tommy about the other Tommy and how he was likely going to start wearing 
diapers for his heavy bedwetting.
	"She'll order them from Heidi, too," Nancy said. "I gave the lady 
the phone number and the web site, and I also gave her your web page and 
Marvin's and Max's, so that her son could look them up. I hope he'll 
write to you guys."
	"So do I," Tommy said. "I look forward to hearing from him."
	After a half hour of talking, Tommy's eyelids became heavy. He 
felt himself wet his diapers some more, adding to the warm dampness that 
was already in them. The hum of the heat vent and the gentle blast of 
warm air then lulled Tommy to sleep again.

BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 115
-------------------------------

	Tuesday of the following week, the first week of December, Tommy 
was presented an opportunity that he had never anticipated having. He 
and Karen were talking with each other during a lab exercise in their 
Life Science class that day. She had told him about one of the upcoming 
plays in her Drama class.
	"It's called 'The Forgotten Christmas,'" Karen told Tommy. "It's 
about a boy who can't remember anything about Christmas when he was a 
baby, so he goes back in time to revisit his past."
	"Sounds interesting," Tommy said.
	"I'll tell you more about it at lunch," Karen said to Tommy. "Mind 
if I join you guys?"
	"Not at all," Tommy said.
	Later that day, when Tommy was sitting with Marvin and Ryan during 
lunch, Karen arrived with her friend Judy and they sat down with the 
three boys. Carl and Mitchell were both absent that day and were at home 
feeling sick. Karen told the boys about the Christmas play and described 
its plot. As she had mentioned the baby character, Tommy had a slight 
hunch with where this discussion was heading. As it turned out, Karen 
also wanted to know if any of the boys would be interested in filling 
one of the roles that the play called for.
	"We need a boy who's willing to go onstage in diapers before 
several hundred people," she said. "The role calls for a boy, and since 
he's going to be without a shirt in some parts, well, it has to be a boy 
for that, of course. And if he looks really young, that would help, 
too."
	"Why not just have one of the boys in the class play the part?" 
Tommy asked.
	"When the teacher mentioned the role and described it, the boys 
all whined about it and said they wouldn't do it. At first we were just 
gonna use a baby doll and have someone behind the curtain speaking his 
lines, but then the girls all thought that sounded pretty lame, and they 
all want to see a boy going around the stage in diapers. The teacher was 
going to draw names, but then I mentioned to Mrs. Sterling that I knew 
of some boys who might be interested. I told her that I would talk to 
you guys about it at lunch and she said that was fine, so here I am, 
asking you guys. What do you think?"
	"Uh, not me," Ryan said. "I'd get major stagefright."
	"How about you, Marvin?"
	"Well, it sounds kind of fun," Marvin said. "But you say you need 
a younger-looking boy for the play?"
	"That would really help," Karen said. As she mentioned this, 
Karen, Judy, Marvin and Ryan were all looking at Tommy at the same time. 
As he looked a couple years younger, he was clearly the best pick for 
the part.
	"Uhh, me?" Tommy said. "You want me to do it?"
	"You'd be perfect, Tommy," Marvin said. "You look younger than I 
do."
	"You really think I should do it?" Tommy asked.
	"Yeah, go for it, Tommy!" Marvin said.
	"What do I have to do?" Tommy asked Karen.
	"Well, since babies and little boys can't talk much, you won't 
have a lot of speaking lines," Karen said. "You'll be lying in a crib 
most of the time, doing a couple fake cries, but you'll also have to 
crawl around and then walk, too, when you get 'older' in the play. 
Sometimes you'll be in a footed sleeper, and in some scenes you'll be in 
just a diaper, sometimes with a shirt and sometimes without."
	"Well, let me think about it," Tommy said hesitantly.
	"Think fast," Karen said. "Mrs. Sterling wants to know by the end 
of the week. If not, we'll have to do that stupid, lame doll thing."
	After having thought it over for a couple days and talking to his 
mother and Nancy about it, Tommy agreed that he would go ahead and do 
the part.
	"I think this would be a good thing for you," Tommy's mother told 
him. "You'll do fine. Just think, this could lead to something big. 
You'll have fame, fortune, your name in lights! A star on the Walk of 
Fame! You'll have your own agent and people will want your autograph! 
You'll--"
	"Mom, please!" Tommy said with a bit of a laugh, knowing that she 
was joking. "I really don't think it would ever get that far."
	"You never know," she said. "Every actor has to start somewhere."
	"I don't think I'd really want to have all that fame and stuff 
anyway," Tommy said. "I don't want to have my picture on the Enquirer or 
something like that."
	"You know, in all seriousness, I think you're right, Tommy," his 
mother said. "It'd be nicer if you always stayed as my little boy in 
diapers."
	Tommy blushed as he and his mother exchanged smiles.
	"Still, I think you will enjoy this if you do it," his mother 
said.
	"Yeah, go for it, Tommy," Nancy said to him.
	After Tommy thought about it while watching TV with Nancy and his 
mother, he said that he would go ahead and do it.
	"I'm so proud of you, Tommy," his mother said. "I knew you'd 
eventually want to do it."
	It was Thursday morning, Tommy told Karen during their science 
class that after thinking it over and discussing it with his family, 
that he would go ahead and do the part.
	"Great!" she said. "Can you come talk to the Drama teacher with me 
after school?" she asked him.
	"I think so," Tommy said. "I just need to make sure that I can get 
home from school."
	"No problem," Karen said. "I walk home from school, so we can go 
to my house."
	"I'll call my Mom and ask her if she can pick me up from there," 
Tommy said.
	"Okay," Karen said to Tommy. "Sounds good."
	After school, Tommy parted ways with Marvin, who knew that Tommy 
would not be going home with him because of discussing the play with the 
Drama teacher.
	"Give me a call and tell me about it when you get home," Marvin 
said as he boarded the bus.
	Karen then led Tommy back into the school and to the Drama 
classroom, where Mrs. Sterling was expecting Karen and Tommy to meet 
with her.
	"Mrs. Sterling, this is Tommy," Karen introduced him.
	"Pleased to meet you, Tommy," Mrs. Sterling said as she shook his 
hand. "I'm Mrs. Sterling."
	The three of them sat down at a table and discussed the play. She 
had a copy of the script and also showed Tommy a video tape excerpt of 
one of the diaper scenes from the play when it was performed several 
years ago.
	"So, I'm sure Karen has told you about this play," Mrs. Sterling 
said to Tommy. "I must say, you are indeed the best-looking boy we've 
ever gotten for this part."
	"How do you decide who does the part normally, since nobody wants 
to do it?" Tommy asked Mrs. Sterling.
	"Well, this is only the second time we've done this one in my 
fifteen years of teaching," Mrs. Sterling said. "The first time, there 
was a boy in the class who volunteered to do it, and he wore diapers, 
anyway, so it wasn't a problem then. After all the kids complained about 
it this time, we were going to just use a doll and have someone behind 
the curtain do the voice, but thanks to Karen here, it looks like we 
won't have to do that now."
	Mrs. Sterling continued to go over some of the scenes and the 
lines that Tommy would be expected to say.
	"You'll have to do some crying and some 'ga-ga's', stuff like 
that, she said."
	Tommy then blushed and said, "well, Nancy, my sister, thinks I do 
a pretty good baby cry."
	"Let's hear it," Mrs. Sterling said.
	Tommy then hesitated for a moment and then swallowed. He then 
nervously let out his imitation of a baby's cry.
	"Excellent!" Mrs. Sterling said. "That's really good, Tommy."
	"Thanks," Tommy said, feeling a little embarrassed about having 
just done this.
	"Now let's hear some baby-talk," she said.
	"What do I say?" Tommy asked.
	"Here, read this line," Mrs. Sterling instructed Tommy.
	"Mommy! Me have wet dia-pa! Come change me!" Tommy said in the 
most toddler-like voice that he could muster. Mrs. Sterling and Karen 
were both highly impressed.
	"I may have to call you back to do this play every time we put it 
on," Mrs. Sterling said. "You're a natural!"
	"Well, that makes sense," Tommy said. He then blushed and said. 
"After all, I do wear diapers for real."
	"Yes, Karen told me that, Tommy," Mrs. Sterling said. "She figured 
you'd be more accustomed to the part because of that."
	"Do I have to actually go out on stage in the diapers that I 
normally wear?" Tommy asked her.
	"Oh no, what you'll be wearing is a costume diaper," Mrs. Sterling 
explained. "It just slips on like a giant pair of underwear, and it has 
a big plastic diaper pin in the front of it. Here, let me go get it."
	Mrs. Sterling returned a few minutes later with the costume diaper 
and showed it to Tommy. He looked at it and held it. As heavy and as 
bulky as it was, it looked like it could have served as an actual 
diaper. He wondered how he would look in it and asked Mrs. Sterling if 
he could try it on.
	"Oh, that's okay," she said. "You'll be wearing it during the 
dress rehearsals, which will be just before the performance, and during 
the performance itself, of course."
	"When are the rehearsals?" Tommy asked.
	"Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays," she answered.
	"I think I can handle that," Tommy replied.
	Tommy was given a copy of the script to take home with him so that 
he could read it over. Tommy asked a few more questions and then he and 
Karen left.
	"See you next Tuesday," Mrs. Sterling told Tommy as he and Karen 
left.
	When they went back outside, they noticed that a dense fog had 
rolled in. Tommy and Karen walked across the snow-covered playing field 
to where there was a break in the fence for kids to walk through it. 
Their feet crunched through the snow as they followed the tracks of 
dozens of other kids who came and left from the school this way.
	Karen and Tommy then left the school and were walking through the 
subdivision. Tommy had talked a lot about his father coming back and the 
things that they had done since he showed up on Thanksgiving.
	"What does he think about you wearing diapers now?" Karen asked 
Tommy.
	"He's really cool about it," Tommy said. "He says it doesn't 
matter that I do wear diapers, in fact, he kind of likes it now and 
regrets that he ever used them on me for punishment."
	As Tommy and Karen continued to talk, Tommy looked ahead, unable 
to see where they were going because of the fog.
	"How much farther is it to your house?" Tommy asked Karen.
	"A little ways," she said.
	"I'm starting to get cold," Tommy complained. With this, Karen 
then took Tommy's hand and then held it as they continued to walk. Tommy 
enjoyed this and he felt his dick get hard inside his diapers.
	"You still cold?" Karen asked him.
	"Just my face," Tommy said.
	"I know one place I bet you keep plenty warm," Karen said. She 
then let go of Tommy's hand just long enough to pat his diapered bottom 
a couple times. She then grabbed his hand and held it the rest of the 
way to their house. As Karen was an only child and that her parents were 
both at work, she and Tommy had the house to themselves. They went 
inside and warmed up next to the heat vent.
	"Ahh, feels good to get back inside," Karen said.
	"Yeah, me, too," Tommy said.
	"So when will your Mom pick you up?" Karen asked Tommy.
	"After five, when she gets off from work," Tommy said. "I'd better 
call her at work and tell her where to pick me up," Tommy said. "By the 
way, where are we?" he asked.
	"904 West Dogwood Street," Karen said.
	"How do you get in here from the main street?" Tommy asked. Karen 
then gave him directions to relay to his mother.
	"I know where that's at," his mother said. "See you in about an 
hour, hour and a half or so," she said.
	Tommy and Karen then sat down on the couch to watch television. 
After a few minutes, Karen asked Tommy if he would take off his pants 
and let her see his diapers.
	"Well, I don't know," Tommy said.
	"It's not the first time I've seen you in diapers, you know," 
Karen said to him. "Remember last summer? You guys were on your bikes 
and we saw you in your diapers?"
	"Oh yeah, I remember that. When will someone be home?" Tommy 
asked.
	"Not until after 6:00, it's just us until your Mom gets here," 
Karen said.
	Tommy felt himself becoming very excited now. He told Karen that 
he would take his pants off so she could see his diapers.
	"Uhh, can I take them off for you?" she asked him with a smile.
	"Uhh, sure," Tommy said.
	"Take your shoes off and lie down on the floor," Karen said to 
Tommy. He then got off the couch and removed his shoes, and then he lay 
down in the middle of the living room. Karen then went up to him and 
began to unfasten his jeans. She pulled the fly apart and exposed some 
of his diaper.
	"That's right, you wear disposables at school," she said, 
expecting Tommy to be wearing cloth diapers as often mentioned doing 
when he was at home.
	"Lift your butt off the floor," Karen told Tommy. As he did, she 
worked at the waist of Tommy's pants and slid them off of him some more, 
revealing more of his diaper until it showed in its entirety. She looked 
at his bare legs and his crotch, knowing what was underneath it, further 
evidenced by the bulge in the center of the front of the diaper. She 
then went around to his feet and told him to extend his legs. She then 
pulled his pants all the way off, leaving Tommy in just his diaper, his 
shirt and his socks.
	"Wow, that's an awfully thick diaper!" Karen commented.
	"Well, I need them to be thick," Tommy said. "And, uh, well, I 
like them thick, too."
	"Good thing they are thick," Karen said. She then felt the gels 
and other absorbent materials in the front of Tommy's diaper. It felt 
warm from his most recent wetting just before Karen asked to remove his 
pants. She also enjoyed feeling his hard-on poking up into the front of 
the diaper.
	"Get up and turn around," Karen told Tommy. "I wanna see your 
butt."
	Tommy felt embarrassed, yet very excited at the same time. He did 
just as Karen told him and got up on his hands and knees and then turned 
his rear end to her. She could see that his behind was very well-padded.
	"Ooh, your butt looks really cute in those thick diapers!" Karen 
said.
	"You should what it looks like when I'm wearing my cloth diapers, 
especially with how Nancy and Heidi put them on," Tommy said.
	"I have seen you in cloth diapers," Karen said.
	"The bike ride, right?"
	"That, and I've been to your web page, too," Karen said. "I can't 
believe you and your friends are brave enough to put pictures of 
yourselves in diapers on the Internet where everyone can see them."
	"Well, most of the people who see it are into diapers and wear 
diapers themselves," Tommy said. "I figure mostly my target audience is 
going to see them, and that's what they're after anyway."
	"Ahh, I see," Karen said. "Of course anybody can get to it, they'd 
just have to do a search for 'diapers' and your site would probably come 
up."
	"That's true," Tommy said.
	Karen them patted Tommy's bottom and felt that he had a big, 
smelly load in them.
	"Ahh, him's poopy!" Karen said. "I think there's a little boy who 
needs his diaper changed!"
	"Yeah, I do," Tommy said as his face turned red. "Sorry if I'm 
stinking up your house."
	"Not to worry, it'll dissipate by the time my Mom gets home. Do 
you have an extra diaper with you?" she asked Tommy.
	"Yeah, I usually keep a couple in my book bag," he said. "Why do 
you ask?" he said, knowing what the answer would be but just wanted to 
hear Karen answer him anyway.
	"Well, uh, I was wondering if I could change you," Karen asked 
Tommy. She blushed with embarrassment over asking him.
	"Well, sure, except that when my Mommy comes and picks me up and 
then I go home, she'll probably wonder why I have a fresh diaper on."
	"She wouldn't mind if I changed you, would she?" Karen asked.
	"I don't know," Tommy said nervously.
	"Your sister changes you, and your Mom seems to be okay with 
that."
	"Yeah, but it's different with my sister, I mean she's, well, my 
sister, part of my family."
	"Okay," Karen said as she was resigning from her desire to change 
Tommy's diaper. "I understand."
	She then thought of another idea.
	"You could say that the nurse changed you after you got done 
talking to the drama teacher."
	"Yeah, that would work," Tommy said. He went to his book bag and 
pulled out a diaper and handed it to Karen. He also gave her some wipes 
that he also carried with him. Karen got a garbage bag from the kitchen 
to use as a changing pad.
	"Have you ever changed a diaper before?" Tommy asked Karen as he 
lay down on top of the garbage bag.
	"Of course," she said. "I baby-sat the little boys next door this 
summer," she said. "And when I was about seven I changed my cousins' 
diapers, too."
	"How old are the boys next door?" Tommy asked.
	"Would you believe the older one is four and a half, and he's 
still in diapers?" Karen said.
	"Actually, yes, I can believe that," Tommy said. "I read all the 
horror stories that are posted in parenting groups from people who are 
frustrated with toilet training, especially their boys."
	"Yeah, I've noticed that more boys wear diapers past the age of 
three when I've baby-sat other kids," Karen said. "One was six years 
old, but he was like you and wore diapers because of an injury."
	"Boys do train later," Tommy said, being proud of this fact.
	"They must," Karen said. "I was out of diapers before I was 
three," she said.
	"Then there's Marvin and Max, who were never toilet trained at 
all," Tommy commented.
	"That's true," Karen said.
	"Am I the oldest one you have ever changed?" Tommy asked Karen as 
she removed his diaper and revealed his poop-covered bottom.
	"Yeah, you are," she said. "In more ways than one." She looked at 
Tommy's big, hard penis sticking straight up. She was surprised to see 
that he had no pubic hair.
	"I just noticed that you don't have any hair down there," Karen 
said.
	"It's shaved off," Tommy explained. "It's easier to change me and 
to keep that area clean that way."
	"Ahh, so I see," Karen said. "I bet it'd hurt if someone caught 
one of your hairs while changing you," she said with a smile. Karen then 
continued to talk about the boys next door.
	"Anyway, the other boy is two and a half, and he's still in 
diapers of course. I don't think the older one will ever be potty 
trained. We were over there one night, and his mom was telling him, 'go 
use the toilet, go use the toilet!' Then he said, 'no, I want diapers!' 
He would not go to the bathroom, no matter what, so his mother just gave 
up and diapered him, and then he pooped in it right there and then. Then 
there was a time that she told him to get one diaper for his little 
brother, so then he comes back with two and she says, 'I told you to get 
just one diaper!' He then said, 'the other one's for me! I wear diapers 
just like my brother!' Last I heard, they gave up on him and are going 
to leave him in diapers, even if he has to go to kindergarten in them, 
they're hoping he'll change his mind then when he sees the other kids 
not wearing diapers."
	Tommy was very excited by hearing this little story, as evidenced 
by his stiff penis, which was also stimulated by Karen running her hands 
around his butt and his crotch and his balls as she gently cleaned him 
up. He nearly ejaculated. Tommy looked forward to telling Marvin and Max 
about it, as well as the diaper change that he was in the middle of 
getting from Karen. He hoped Marvin wouldn't feel too jealous.
	Karen wiped up the stinky goo off of Tommy's bottom until it was 
perfectly clean. She ran her hand along the skin of his butt.
	"You're butt's as soft as a baby's," Karen said as she smiled. She 
then got out the diaper and placed it underneath Tommy's bottom. She 
then brought up the sides and taped them up tightly.
	"You're a good diaperer," Tommy told Karen.
	"Thanks," she said. "I've changed enough of them, so I should be," 
she said.
	"Where do you get diapers this thick?" Karen asked Tommy.
	"There's a medical supply store close by where I live," he 
replied. He told her the brand.
	"Why do you ask?"
	"I think the boy next door would like to wear them," she said. "I 
swear, he'll be in diapers the rest of his life."
	"Kind of like me and Marvin and Max and all the others?"
	"Yeah, something like that," Karen said as she pulled the last 
tape over Tommy's diaper and sealed it shut.
	"There! All done!" she said. She patted his bottom as he got up.
	"You do that, too, eh?" Tommy said to Karen.
	"Do what?" she asked.
	"Pat my butt," Tommy said. "My sister does it, Heidi does it, Lani 
does it, everyone who's changed me has done it."
	"It's too hard to resist," Karen giggled. "You don't mind, do 
you?" she said.
	"No," Tommy replied. "I actually like it."
	Karen then continued patting Tommy's butt repeatedly, knowing that 
he liked it. She also enjoyed doing it.
	Tommy then wondered how the diaper that Karen had just taken off 
of him would be disposed of.
	"Easy, just drop it in the neighbor's garbage," Karen said as she 
picked it up. She then went outside. Tommy stood at the front window of 
her house, wearing just his shirt and the diaper that Karen had put on 
him. He watched Karen walk over to the neighbor's house and drop the 
soiled diaper in the garbage. As their house was around a curve on the 
street, he could still see what she was doing from the window. She 
nearly disappeared in the thick fog, but he could still see her through 
the dense mist.
	Karen then came back and made some hot chocolate for her and Tommy 
to sip during the last half hour or so before Tommy's mother was 
expected to pick him up. They sat right next to each other on the couch 
and enjoyed each other's closeness. Karen kept looking down at Tommy's 
crotch as she liked the way Tommy looked wearing the diaper.
	"You'll make a perfect baby for the part," Karen said to Tommy 
during the commercial break. "I can't wait to see you out there in that 
huge diaper."
	Karen then asked Tommy to sit on her lap. She did this so she 
could enjoy looking at his diapered bottom. Tommy sat up on her and 
enjoyed feeling her arms braced around him as she held him. She then ran 
one of her hands down to the front of his diaper and began rubbing his 
hard-on. Tommy didn't say anything, but Karen knew that he was enjoying 
this. She continued to rub his dick through his diaper until he 
ejaculated.
	"Ahh, okay, ahh!" Tommy said.
	"Did you just, you know, shoot?" she said.
	"Ahh yeah, I did," Tommy said.
	"You like?" Karen asked Tommy in a cute voice.
	"Ahh yes, very much," he said.
	"I just hope whoever changes you next won't notice," Karen said.
	"They won't," Tommy said. "It disappears into the diaper, and my 
pee will mix in with it, too."
	It was after five o'clock and Tommy knew his mother was expected 
to show up soon. Tommy then put his pants on and waited as he and Karen 
enjoyed another cup of hot chocolate each. A few minutes later, Tommy's 
mother pulled up and then came to the door.
	"How was the rehearsal?" his mother asked him.
	"We didn't rehearse," Tommy said. "We just talked to the teacher 
and she showed me the script and a video of the play, stuff like that," 
Tommy said.
	Karen then introduced herself to Tommy's mother.
	"Pleased to meet you, Karen," she said.
	"How's your diaper holding up?" his mother asked him.
	"I'm okay," Tommy said. "I got changed after we talked to the 
teacher," Tommy said, phrasing his answer as such so that he wouldn't be 
lying, though it turned out that he wouldn't need to lie.
	"Oh, did Karen change you or something?" Tommy's mother asked him.
	Tommy paused and then hesitated.
	"It's okay if she did, Tommy," his mother said. "No different than 
when Heidi or Lani change you."
	"Yeah, Karen changed me," Tommy said.
	"I've done plenty of baby-sitting," Karen said. "I've gotten 
pretty good at changing diapers, too."
	"So have I, as well as Tommy's sister Nancy," Tommy's mother said.
	"See you tomorrow in Miss Walters' class," Karen said.
	"Yeah, see you tomorrow," Tommy said, thinking of the big homework 
assignment he still had to do for his science class when he got home.

BECOMING A DIAPER BOY PART 116
------------------------------

	As Tommy expected, Marvin was very interested in the story that 
Tommy told him about what he and Karen did after school that day. He 
said that Marvin could join him after school and sit on the rehearsals 
if he wanted to. Marvin agreed with this and was hoping that maybe Karen 
would want to see him in his diapers, too.
	The weekend had arrived again and Tommy had invited Marvin for a 
sleepover since they hadn't had one at his house in a little while. 
Tommy also knew that Marvin felt a little jealous about what he and 
Karen did, so Tommy felt a little guilty about it.
	That evening, they went out for pizza with Tommy's mother and 
Nancy. They also drove around town to look at Christmas lights, plus 
they paid a short visit to the toy store before it closed, while Nancy 
and her mother visited the crafts store next door. Tommy and Marvin went 
through the aisles to make up their wish lists for the coming big day. 
As they had both loaded their diapers, some of the other kids looked at 
Tommy and Marvin as they could smell the messes they had made. Their 
pants also bulged with their thick diapers.
	A little boy who was about seven or eight went up to them and 
asked them if they were wearing diapers. He seemed to be genuinely 
curious, especially since there was evidence that they had used them, 
and he asked them if they were wearing diapers.
	"Yes, we're wearing diapers," Marvin answered the little boy. "Do 
you wear diapers?" he asked the boy.
	"No, just underwear," he answered. "How old are you?"
	"Thirteen," Marvin said.
	"I'm thirteen, too," Tommy said.
	"And you still wear diapers?" the boy said.
	"Yeah, just because you're not a baby doesn't mean you can't wear 
diapers," Marvin said.
	"Why do you wear diapers?" the boy asked.
	Rather than go into a lengthy explanation about why he and Tommy 
were in diapers, Marvin simply told the boy, "we just like to wear 
diapers."
	"Your Mom and Dad let you wear diapers?" he said.
	"Oh yeah, in fact they sometimes change us, and our sisters change 
us, too," Marvin added.
	"Really?" the boy said. Tommy and Marvin both noticed that he was 
reaching for his privates as this apparently excited him.
	"Can I see your diapers?" the overly curious boy asked.
	Marvin lifted his coat and his shirt and let the boy see the thick 
diapers that were sticking up above his pants. The boy giggled 
innocently.
	"Do you wish you could wear diapers?" Marvin asked the boy.
	The boy looked around, acting a little embarrassed about the 
question. He didn't see his mother or his older brother and sister, so 
he told Marvin and Tommy, "yeah, I think it would be fun, but I know my 
Mom and Dad wouldn't let me wear them."
	"Tell you what you could do," Marvin told the boy. "You could just 
wear all your underpants together."
	The boy looked down at the floor and then back up at Marvin.
	"I never thought of that," he said with a smile. At that moment, 
his family showed up and told him that it was time to leave. His mother 
also showed him two six-packs of boys' briefs that she had just bought 
for him.
	"Promise me you'll keep these clean," she told him as they walked 
away. As this got Tommy's and Marvin's attention, they followed behind 
to listen in, but were careful to avoid looking too obvious.
	"What if I don't?" the boy asked.
	"Then you'll just have to wear them around in front of everyone 
with poop stains in them," she said. Both his brother and sister 
laughed.
	"Those two kids I was talking to wear diapers," the little boy 
said.
	"Really," his mother said. "Maybe I ought to have you wear them, 
too," she said as they went out the door.
	Marvin and Tommy high-fived each other.
	"I think we just made a diaper-lover of him!" Marvin said.
	"Yeah, good move, I hope he'll get to wear diapers if he gets 
caught wearing his underwear like you told him."
	Shortly afterwards, Tommy's mother and Nancy went into the store 
to get Tommy and Marvin.
	After the boys got back that evening, they were both in serious 
need of diaper changes. Nancy decided to try changing both of them at 
the same time, so she had them both get up on the changing table. She 
pulled off Tommy's plastic pants, and then Marvin's, and set them aside. 
Next, she unpinned the top layer of Marvin's diapers and then did the 
same to Tommy. She performed each step of the diaper changes and 
alternated between Tommy and Marvin, wiping each of them up and 
powdering their crotches. She enjoyed looking at the two naked boys 
lying next to each other, both of them with big hard-ons.
	Nancy spent awhile getting the two boys diapered for the evening. 
She pinned up one diaper at a time on each of them until Tommy and 
Marvin were both wearing ten diapers each-- eight regular diapers, plus 
a Thickies and a Deidies diaper on top of these. She also doubled up 
their plastic pants. Nancy liked looking at the two boys lying next to 
each other on the changing table with their legs widely spread open and 
exposing the wide strips of thick, white padding in their crotches. She 
told them to hold still while she went to get a camera to take a picture 
of them together.
	"That'll make a cute picture," she said. As the boys left the 
room, she snapped another one of their butts.
	For the rest of the evening, they watched a couple Christmas 
movies, "Home Alone" followed by "Christmas Vacation." Nancy brought the 
boys some peppermint ice cream and fed it to them while watching the 
movies. She then gave them each a bottle of warm milk. By the time they 
were halfway through the second movie, the boys were getting sleepy, but 
they remained awake until the credits rolled. By this time it was almost 
one in the morning. Tommy and Marvin lay together in the crib, their 
butts pressing up against each other. They both went to sleep right 
away.
	Tommy and Marvin both woke up the next morning with their diapers 
wet and dirty, as always. Tommy was the first to awaken. He pulled back 
the covers and looked at Marvin as he lay there on his side with his 
rear end facing Tommy. Marvin was still sound asleep, his shoulder 
moving ever so slightly as he breathed. Tommy stuck his finger inside of 
Marvin's diapers and detected poop. He wiped off the small amount of 
fecal matter on the side of Marvin's diapers.
	Tommy had the urge to masturbate as he had fallen asleep the night 
before, feeling too tired. He also had an intense dream that, upon 
thinking about it, was giving him a hard-on that he just couldn't let 
die without giving it some attention.
	As with most dreams, Tommy could only recall key elements, but 
this particular dream replayed very clearly in his mind and was more 
logical and realistic than most of his dreams. He dreamt that all of the 
boys in his school wore only diapers and shirts, shoes and socks, too, 
but they didn't wear any pants. Tommy recalled visions of being in the 
school hallway, seeing white, diapered butts and bare legs along the 
rows of lockers where all the boys stood before their lockers to drop 
off and retrieve their books. The continuity of the row of diapered rear 
ends was interrupted by the girls in blue jeans and other attire as this 
was how they were all dressed. He also recalled what seemed to be his 
science class as Karen was in it. He wished he had dreamt about gym 
class, imagining what possibilities could exist there.
	The boys' bathrooms were converted to changing rooms, which were 
staffed by girls who were in detention as well as a few "non-conformist" 
boys who were in detention for this reason, at least this was a good 
enough reason for Tommy as he filled in some post-dream details. Karen 
was one of the girls in the changing room, and she told Tommy that she 
always tried to get in trouble so that she could go into the changing 
room and change all the boys' diapers.
	Tommy had so much in his head about this dream that he couldn't 
wait to write a story about it. First, he had to fulfill his erotic 
desires that were building up. Marvin was right there next to him in his 
crib, still asleep. Tommy tried to be subtle, mainly to avoid waking 
Marvin, not that he was embarrassed about Marvin seeing him jack off.
	Tommy realized that he had to get out of the crib in order to be 
able to bring himself to ejaculation. He lowered the gate of his crib 
and then he slowly climbed out. He grabbed his pillow and lay down on 
the floor, propping his head up on the pillow. He lifted his legs in the 
air and began rubbing the front of his diapers. As his body scooted back 
and forth on the floor, Tommy could feel the mess inside of his diapers 
pushing up against his butt, compressing and spreading. Tommy had to 
take another big dump at that time and when he did, he felt his diapers 
become heavily loaded with poop. He could smell the stink that he 
created. He rubbed his diapers some more, feeling the fresh, warm shit 
flowing up into his crotch and towards his balls. Tommy thought about 
how great it would be to attend a school where he and all his male 
classmates were in diapers. He thought about how this could mean never 
wearing anything but diapers again, at least for another six years or so 
until he graduated. These exaggerated and highly stimulating thoughts 
brought Tommy to achieve an intense orgasm.
	"Was it good for you?" came Marvin's voice. Marvin had been 
watching silently, getting excited himself as he watched Tommy so 
vigorously masturbate on the floor in his diapers.
	Tommy was a little embarrassed, but he trusted Marvin and he knew 
that Marvin did the same thing, not to mention the fact that they had 
experimented with diaper-humping each other.
	"I had this really incredible dream," Tommy began as he started to 
explain the dream about all the boys at school wearing diapers without 
any pants. Marvin had a hard-on of his own that needed attention. He 
told Tommy to tell the story again, more slowly, and to improvise. Tommy 
decided to use the gym class scene that he had been fabricating in his 
mind. While he told the story, Marvin was jerking himself off, shaking 
the crib, its back bumping the wall behind him, where Nancy could hear 
it in her room while she was getting dressed for the day. She let out a 
silent giggle, knowing what at least one of the boys had been doing in 
the crib. She heard Tommy narrating as she walked by the closed door to 
his room. Curious, she listened in and could hear Marvin moaning as he 
shot his load into his diapers.
	When Tommy was finished, he got back up and grabbed his glasses 
and put them on. He went to the window and noticed that it was snowing 
again. Marvin told Tommy about his dream, which wasn't as intense, but 
diapers were a key element. Tommy stared out the window and watched the 
snow fall as he listened to Marvin.
	"Jeffy moved into our house with us and my Mommy and Daddy adopted 
him as our brother," Marvin said as he told about his dream. "He told 
Heidi to make him these really big diapers that used these really big 
pins, so she did. She also put like ten pairs of plastic pants on him 
and then me and Max," Marvin added. "That's about all I remember."
	"Sounds pretty good," Tommy said. "Hey, I want to go write about 
this dream before I forget everything," Tommy said as he went out of the 
room.
	Tommy's mother and Nancy were both busy getting breakfast ready to 
serve them and the boys.
	"Good morning," Nancy told them. She could smell the strong odors 
of Tommy's and Marvin's diapers over the delicious aroma of frying 
bacon, even though she knew that Tommy and Marvin always needed to be 
changed in the morning, anyway.
	"How long will it be before it's ready?" Nancy asked her mother.
	"It'll be a few minutes," she said.
	"Long enough to change two poopy bottoms?" Nancy said.
	"Yeah, it'll be a little while," she said. "It should be ready by 
the time you're done."
	"Okay," she said as she led them back into Tommy's room. She 
changed them using the same method as she did the night before by 
alternating between each of the boys with each step of the diaper 
change.
	After Tommy and Marvin were changed, they went to the computer. 
Tommy checked his e-mail and he had received several replies from the 
expanded pictures section he had on his site. Marvin expected to get 
several replies to the pictures he added to his site, too. He figured 
that Max had likely checked the e-mail that same morning. As a matter of 
fact, Max happened to be online at that time, so they got into a brief 
chat session. Tommy told Max about his dream. As breakfast was ready, 
Tommy and Marvin had to sign off and go eat. Nancy fed Marvin, who got 
to sit in the high chair, while Tommy's mother fed him. The boys each 
drank a bottle of orange juice and were then given some milk to enjoy 
the rest of the morning.
	Tommy and Marvin then returned to the computer, where the two boys 
collaborated on the story that was based on Tommy's dream. They 
completed nearly four pages of material by the time Tommy's father 
showed up to take everybody to the mall and do some other things that 
day.
	"I suppose you boys ought to get dressed," Tommy's mother said.
	"Uh, well, I think these diapers are just a tad too thick for our 
pants," Tommy said as he pointed to his diapers that puffed out a few 
inches from his body.
	"I'll thin 'em down for you," Nancy offered as she took the boys 
back into Tommy's room to strip off some of the layers of their diapers. 
She could see that both Tommy and Marvin had wet their diapers in the 
hour and a half that they had been wearing them since they had been 
changed. Nancy decided to start them off with fresh diapers before going 
into town for the afternoon. She re-diapered the boys and gave them 
their pants. It was then that Marvin told her that he didn't have his 
pants with him."
	"I'm sure my Dad will stop at your house to pick them up," she 
said. Tommy and Marvin then followed Nancy back out to the front room.
	"Is it pants-optional day for boys at the mall today?" Tommy's 
father joked, seeing that Marvin was still without his pants, but 
wearing his shoes, socks and his heavy coat, with his diapers and bare 
legs contrasting sharply against the way his top half was dressed.
	"I need to get my pants at my house," he said. "You don't mind, do 
you?"
	"Not at all," he said.
	"Let me get the rest of my stuff," Marvin said, knowing that he 
would be dropped off at his house when they were done for the day. His 
dirty diapers were still being washed, but he knew he could always get 
them later.
	Tommy, Marvin and Nancy got into the back seat of their father's 
car while Ellen rode up front with Alex. They drove through the snow and 
made it to the mall. Nancy and her mother separated and went to various 
stores together and were looking for some supplies for baking Christmas 
cookies. Marvin, Tommy and his father went to the video arcade, where he 
watched the two boys battle it out on their favorite games. He then 
joined them on a couple of them. After an hour and a half had passed, 
they regrouped at the food court and ate lunch.
	They decided to spend another hour and a half at the mall and shop 
around together, going into stores they could all agree upon, such as 
books, CD's, software, novelties and toys, which they saved for last for 
the kids. Marvin and Tommy looked at the Legos and the Hot Wheels and 
Matchbox cars, adding to their mental wish lists as they went through 
the alluring merchandise. The aisle was crowded with dozens of other 
kids.
	As Tommy bent over to pick up a big box that contained a Lego set 
that he wanted, he let out another loose bowel movement and filled his 
diapers. He farted loudly enough to draw attention and giggles from 
several other boys and a couple girls, who were then repelled away from 
Tommy by the stinky air that he created. Marvin could see that Tommy was 
embarrassed by the other kids' reactions, especially since they were 
younger, so Marvin bent over and did the same thing in his diapers, just 
as some of the kids thought it was safe to return to that section of the 
store. Marvin let out a long, wet sustained fart as he was shitting his 
diapers in the middle of the toy store. Other kids were accusing their 
buddies or their brothers of passing gas. Two boys who were brothers got 
into a fight because of arguing over which of them cut the cheese, and 
ended up knocking over a stack of boxes on the floor. A visibly unhappy 
employee began to re-stack the boxes, grumbling under his breath. He 
apparently caught some of the foul air, too, as Marvin and Tommy 
observed that he winced in disgust and said, "eww!" and fanned his face.
	"Oops, I suppose I shouldn't have let that one out when I did," 
Marvin said, realizing that he ultimately caused the incident. "Not that 
I can really control it, anyway."
	"Not to worry, it's job security for the employees," Tommy joked. 
"Gotta keep these guys busy somehow."
	The boys continued to walk around the store, each of them feeling 
the big messes inside of their diapers. They finished looking at all the 
boys' toys and then they caught up with Nancy, who was looking at the 
Barbie dolls. As the aisle was occupied by all girls, naturally, Tommy 
and Marvin felt silly about walking into it, especially knowing that 
they both stunk from making big batches of fresh poop in their diapers. 
As they sauntered past the bright pink packages, some of the girls 
looked behind them when they detected the trail of odors that Marvin and 
Tommy left behind them. One of the girls looked at her sister, fanning 
her face, and said, "boys, it figures!"
	"You guys ready to go?" Nancy said.
	"Yeah, you could say that we're ready to go," Tommy said. Nancy 
silently gestured her acknowledgment of the odors.
	"Actually, we already went," Marvin said.
	"I'm sure Mom and Dad are ready, too," Nancy said, seeing that 
they were both sitting on a bench just outside the toy store.
	On their way out of the mall they saw Santa Claus and a long line 
of kids.
	"Wanna stop and talk to Santa?" Alex joked to the kids.
	"Nah," Nancy said.
	"Don't you still believe in Santa?" her father asked her, sounding 
half-serious. He realized how much his kids had grown, and Nancy could 
sense that this was what her father was thinking.
	"Yeah, I still do," she said.
	"How about you boys?" Alex asked them.
	"Sure," Tommy said. "I have a wish I want to give Santa, anyway."
	"Me, too," Marvin said.
	"Do you mind if they talk to Santa?" Alex asked Ellen.
	"Oh, no, I suppose that's all right, you've never seen the kids 
sit on Santa's lap before, I think it's a good idea. Maybe we should get 
pictures."
	"Good idea," he said. "I'll even pay for them."
	"What about Marvin?"
	"Sure, he'd feel left out if we didn't do one for him."
	Ellen and Alex sat down again and waited as Nancy, Tommy, and 
Marvin waited in the line. Tommy and Marvin were clearly the oldest kids 
in the line. They felt silly about it, but they felt it was fitting and 
proper for them, being the little boys at heart that they were. Tommy 
also wanted to make sure that Santa Claus received Tommy's wish, even if 
it wasn't the real Santa. Tommy and Marvin felt the poop slosh around in 
their diapers as they moved up through the line.
	Several other parents who were accompanying their kids were seen 
checking to see if their kids had pooped their pants because of the 
odors that Tommy and Marvin were making. With several kids in line who 
were six and under, nobody suspected that the two thirteen-year-old boys 
were the source of the poop odors.
	While Alex and Ellen were sitting and watching, they talked about 
the things they were going to do that afternoon. While Nancy and her 
mother were going to make some cookies, Alex said he wanted to string up 
some Christmas lights for them and hoped that Tommy would want to help 
him.
	When Nancy and the two boys approached the front of the line, Alex 
went up to pay for pictures for the next three children. Ellen joined 
him as they stood off to the side as they watched.
	"Ho, ho, ho, we got a big girl here!" the Santa impersonator said 
as he watched Nancy come up to him and take a seat on his lap. She told 
Santa what she wanted for Christmas. The picture was taken and then 
Nancy left after having been handed a candy cane.
	"And we got a couple of big boys, too! Ho! Ho! Ho!" the red-suited 
man chortled. He noticed that Marvin smelled as he sat down. While Santa 
Claus was used to kids with smelly pants, he didn't expect it from a 
thirteen-year-old. As Marvin sat down, he felt the poop squishing around 
in his diapers. Santa could also detect the thick padding of Marvin's 
diapers.
	Tommy's turn was next. Santa couldn't believe that Tommy, just 
like Marvin, also smelled of poop and was wearing diapers, as evidenced 
by the bulky feeling that Santa felt in his lap when Tommy sat down. 
Assuming that Tommy had pooped as much as he had smelled, Santa was glad 
that Tommy was well-diapered. Tommy felt his poop spreading up towards 
his balls as he took his seat on Santa's lap.
	"And, little boy, what would you like for Christmas?" Santa asked 
Tommy, trying to ignore the strong stench coming from Tommy's pants.
	Tommy quietly told the faux-bearded man, "I want my Mommy and 
Daddy back together again, for good."

BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 117
-------------------------------

	Over the next couple weeks, Tommy spent his Tuesday, Wednesday and 
Thursday afternoons after school at the rehearsals for the upcoming 
Christmas play. Marvin joined him on most of these days and he did his 
homework while sitting there and watching Tommy and the kids in the 
class carry out their rehearsals. Just before the performance itself, 
which was scheduled on Wednesday of the following week before school let 
out for the Christmas break, the class started doing dress rehearsals. 
For the first time, Tommy had to dress down into his costume, which 
consisted of the big diaper and a plain white T-shirt that didn't even 
cover his stomach. In some scenes he was to be completely shirtless, 
such as a scene when Tommy is changed by his Mommy, that part of which 
is played by Karen.
	During previous rehearsals, Karen simply pretended to be taking 
Tommy's diaper off with a towel that had been wrapped around him while 
he was wearing his pants. Now that Tommy was dressed for the part, he 
knew that this time, Karen would actually be taking his costume diaper 
off of him and revealing his real diaper underneath, not that she hadn't 
already changed his diapers for real.
	By Tuesday, just before the performance itself was to be put on 
the following evening, the class had pretty much gotten the play down 
pat and Tommy knew his parts quite well, too and what his cues were. The 
kids from the wood shop class had also since then built a crib and 
painted it for use in the play. Prior to this, a table had been used to 
serve as a crib. Tommy and Marvin were quite impressed with the crib and 
it looked to be suitable for actual use. They each climbed into it to 
try it out.
	Tommy wondered what would become of the crib after the play, so he 
asked Mrs. Sterling about this.
	"Well, unless somebody happens to want it, it'll probably be torn 
down and scrapped," she said.
	Tommy looked at the crib. Besides being such a significant symbol 
of babyhood, it was such a beautiful work of art. Both Tommy and Marvin 
agreed that to discard it would be such a shame. It deserved more than 
just a few hours' worth of usage for a performance.
	Tommy and Marvin talked about it.
	"Well, me and Max both have our own cribs, anyway," Marvin said. 
"And so do you, Tommy."
	"That's true," he said. "I suppose I could use an extra one to 
serve as a guest crib."
	Marvin agreed that this was a good idea, though the two boys each 
enjoyed lying close to one another in one crib and wearing diapers 
whenever they had sleepovers. They didn't want to mention this in the 
presence of other classmates.
	"Has anybody claimed it yet?" Tommy asked Mrs. Sterling.
	"No, but it will go to whoever first says he wants it. Somehow I 
doubt that will be the case since none of the boys wanted to play as a 
baby in diapers in the first place."
	"Well," Tommy hesitated. "I was thinking that maybe I could have 
it."
	"Then it'll be yours as soon as the final curtain drops tomorrow 
night," she said.
	Tommy was happy to know that the crib would be spared of the fate 
that it may have otherwise faced. He envisioned it sitting in his room 
next to the crib that he was already sleeping in.
	"Now how am I gonna get it home?" Tommy asked Marvin.
	"We can just put it in the back of my Daddy's van," Marvin said. 
"We can drop it off at your house afterwards."
	"Sounds good," Tommy said. "I'll ask my Mommy if I can have the 
crib."
	As rehearsal ended early that day, Tommy and Marvin had extra time 
to spend with Karen that afternoon. Since most of the rehearsals ran 
over two hours after school was let out, Tommy and Marvin always waited 
at the school for Tommy's mother to pick them up while Karen walked 
home. As there was some extra time this day, the boys both went with 
Karen to her house. The three of them trudged through the snow, which 
had become deeper as the winter weather brought an abundance of snow, 
guaranteeing a white Christmas. Tommy and Marvin played around in the 
snow and the three of them got into a friendly snowball fight on the way 
home.
	Tommy and Marvin had both gotten their pants wet from playing in 
the snow. Some of it had melted into the fabric, producing a cold 
sensation against the skin of their legs. Their precious genitals were 
insulated by their diapers, however, and kept warm by their body heat.
	As Tommy and Marvin followed Karen into her house, they felt the 
rest of the snow in their pants melting. They felt the wetness running 
down their legs and the boys were given a partial impression of what it 
would feel like to have wet their pants has they not been diapered. It 
made the boys both further appreciate the fact that they wore diapers. 
Tommy placed a call to his mother to tell her to pick him and Marvin up 
at Karen's house.
	Karen hadn't gotten to see Marvin in his diapers yet, at least not 
since the previous summer, and she was looking forward to seeing both 
him and Tommy in their diapers that afternoon.
	"Take your pants off, boys," Karen told them in a sultry, sexually 
suggestive sort of way, just to be cute. "Your pants are all wet."
	"So are our diapers," Marvin said as he grabbed his crotch.
	"Then let me change them," Karen said. "You have extra diapers 
with you, right?"
	"Oh yeah, of course," Marvin said.
	Tommy and Marvin did as Karen told and they removed their pants in 
front of Karen. They felt their legs, still cold and damp from the snow. 
They stood next to each other in just their diapers as they watched 
Karen carry their pants over to the heat vent, an older, upright furnace 
that blasted hot air throughout the house.
	"Who wants to be changed first?" Karen asked the boys.
	"Check us and decide who needs it worse," Marvin suggested. Karen 
agreed that this sounded like a good idea and would be fun. She checked 
Marvin first and felt the front of his diaper as well as his stiff penis 
underneath. She then "checked" the front of his diaper a few more times. 
The entire front was yellow and she could feel that the absorbent gels 
were saturated with pee. She then went around to Marvin's backside and 
grabbed the seat of his diaper, feeling a good-sized load of poop 
underneath the diaper materials in her hand. Some of the poop had leaked 
out of his leg opening as she squeezed, dropping down to the floor.
	"You need a diaper change pretty badly, I can tell that already," 
Karen said to Marvin. She went to the kitchen to grab a paper towel to 
clean up the mess.
	Next, Karen moved over to Tommy and examined his diaper in the 
same manner as she did with Marvin. Tommy's diaper was also yellow and 
completely soaked in pee across the entire front, and he also had a 
stiff dick when Karen checked his diaper, as she was purposely running 
her hand over the tip of his penis repeatedly, being sure that he would 
get equal attention and not feel jealous. Karen then checked Tommy's 
butt and determined that he was carrying a big, stinky load of poop 
himself.
	"Hmm, it's a toss-up," Karen said. "You both messed your diapers 
pretty heavily."
	Just as Karen was talking about which one of the boys to change 
first, Tommy dumped another load into his diapers. Right as Karen was 
standing behind Tommy, she heard him fart and she watched the seat of 
his diaper was expanding, as Tommy pumped more poop into it. The smell 
of his fresh poop filled the room. Tommy was now clearly the one who 
needed to be changed first.
	"Looks like you broke the tie, Tommy," Marvin commented.
	Karen retrieved another garbage from the kitchen to lay out on the 
floor for the boys to be changed upon. Tommy lay down on the bag and let 
Karen to go work on his diaper change. She got into his bag and 
retrieved a fresh diaper and some wipes. She knew that she was in for a 
really dirty diaper change, but she was well-trained for handling the 
messiest of diapers. Marvin was surprised that Karen seemed to not be 
bothered by Tommy's big pile of poop.
	"Didn't Tommy tell you that I have been doing baby-sitting for 
awhile?" Karen said to Marvin.
	"Oh yeah, duuuh," Marvin said. "He has told me."
	Karen slowly and carefully wiped up Tommy. His penis was standing 
so stiff. Tommy kept thinking about Karen giving him some extra 
attention. It seemed that Karen knew that Tommy was wanting this as, 
without even asking or suggesting it, she began stroking Tommy's hard-on 
and kneading his balls. Within a couple minutes, she had brought Tommy 
to ejaculation. His semen shot up in the air and then splattered back 
down on his balls, his crotch and the plastic bag underneath him.
	"Feel better?" Karen said to Tommy.
	"Yeah, thanks," he said. "I needed that."
	Marvin had been watching. He was very stimulated by watching Karen 
jerking on Tommy and making him come. At the same time, he was feeling a 
little jealous, but hoping that Karen would also do the same to him.
	Karen looked over at Marvin and said, "don't worry, I saved some 
for you, too," she smiled. Marvin began rubbing himself in anticipation.
	"Don't waste it," Karen told him.
	"Time to put your toys away now," Karen said in a cute voice as 
she began to put the diaper on Tommy. Tommy winced as she pulled the 
diaper up over his now limp, red and very sensitive organ. She taped him 
up and then patted him on the butt as he got up.
	"Ne-ext!" Karen said to Marvin, signaling him to get on the 
makeshift changing pad. He took his position and lay down. Karen went to 
his book bag to get out a diaper and some wipes. Karen then removed 
Marvin's soiled diaper and cleaned him up. She then took a hold of his 
stiff dick and began rubbing it vigorously, delivering what she had 
promised to him. Marvin then ejaculated and squirted his joy juice. His 
thick, sticky white goo had gotten on his stomach and the plastic bag as 
well as all points in between. Karen then wiped up the mess he had made 
and then she diapered him up, smiling a she pulled the diaper over his 
partially erect penis, recovering from its orgasm.
	There was just a few minutes remaining before Tommy's mother was 
expected to pick him and Marvin up from Karen's house. Karen used the 
same garbage to dispose of the soiled diapers and the wipes. She 
disposed of them in the neighbor's garbage again. When she returned to 
the house she lit some of the scented Christmas candles in the room, 
which she often did anyway. This time she did it to cover up the poop 
smells of Tommy and Marvin.
	It was about another half hour after Tommy and Marvin had been 
changed before they were picked up. They remained in their diapers the 
whole time. Tommy and Marvin decided to show Karen the latest revisions 
they had made to their web sites. They were also quite intrigued by some 
of Karen's e-mail. She enjoyed writing to other boys who also wore 
diapers, playing as their baby-sitter or older sister. In some cases, 
she played as a younger sister, but one who was stronger and more 
dominant. Some of her other e-mail was simply just moderately sexual 
discussions with teenage boys. She had also received some false 
accusations of being a cop trying to sting potential sexual offenders, 
but she had learned to ignore these messages.
	Tommy and Marvin put their pants on just as they heard Tommy's 
mother pull into the driveway. Their pants were dry and also very warm 
from the constant blast of heat blowing on them. It felt good to them as 
they walked out to the car.
	"Tomorrow's the big day," Karen reminded Tommy as he and Marvin 
left.

BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 118
-------------------------------

	The night before Tommy was set to make his big debut in acting, he 
was feeling very nervous about it, thinking about how he would appear 
before his classmates, and then their parents, when the big production 
was set to be put on. To help him out, Nancy worked with Tommy on his 
lines while she took the script and played the lines of the mother and a 
couple other characters who interacted directly with Tommy.
	Marvin, Max and Heidi had come over that evening to watch the 
rehearsal and were dropped off by their father. Marvin and Max came into 
the house wearing their heavy winter coats, which clashed strongly 
against their thick, white diapers and their bare legs. Tommy's bedroom 
became the makeshift "stage" as it was conveniently already equipped 
with the appropriate props, mainly, a crib. Tommy's real, cloth diapers 
were nearly as thick as the costume diaper, and he was wearing a white 
T-shirt just as he would be doing on stage at school.
	"Just pretend that you are here in your room when you're out on 
that stage," Nancy told Tommy.
	Heidi also brought the video camera along so Tommy could at least 
get somewhat of an idea of how he would look on stage when the 
performance was played out. For nearly two hours, they rehearsed Tommy's 
lines and watched it on video.
	"Do you think I'll look okay out there, in diapers?" Tommy asked 
as he watched himself crawl around on the floor of his room, going up to 
Nancy, his "Mommy", in this case.
	"You'll look just like you do now," Nancy said to him.
	"You're gonna really wow 'em!" Heidi encouraged him. "Just 
remember, there is no audience."
	"Or do this, just pretend that everybody watching you is naked," 
Nancy suggested.
	"Or pretend they're in diapers," Marvin added.
	As they watched the most recent taping, Heidi kept the camera on 
Tommy's diapers the whole time with a close-up on his rear end in most 
scenes. Heidi laughed as she watched what she had just done with the 
video.
	"Did you video just my diapers the whole time?" Tommy asked Heidi.
	"Yes," she laughed.
	"Aww, the last run-through was the best one we've done," Tommy 
said.
	"Yeah, but I think it just makes a cute video anyway," Heidi said.
	"Can we do it again?" Tommy asked. "I just want to make sure I 
have it," he said.
	"Sure," Nancy said. "Then we'll eat, how does that sound?"
	Tommy and Nancy went through the scenes one more time. By this 
time, Tommy was feeling more confident and he felt that he could do it 
now. He was also really in need of a diaper change when Nancy acted it 
out.
	"I'll change you after dinner," she told Tommy as she smelled his 
stinky, messy diapers.
	"Good job!" Heidi said as she turned off the video camera when the 
final scene was performed. "You'll knock 'em dead!"
	Everybody went out to the kitchen, where Tommy's mother had dinner 
ready for everyone. Tommy took his position in his high chair. Marvin 
and Max sat at the table next to Tommy. Heidi sat across from them as 
she fed them while Nancy fed Tommy. After dinner and some dessert, Heidi 
asked id she could change Tommy since she hadn't gotten to change him in 
the last few weeks. She enjoyed getting a chance to diaper him again, 
wiping up his mess and causing his dick to remain enlarged as she wiped 
his balls and butt clean. She gave Tommy a very thick stack of diapers 
to wear to bed that evening. Shortly after Tommy's diaper change, Roger 
showed up to pick up Marvin, Max and Heidi. They looked forward to 
showing their father the video.
	Tommy had done his homework and tried to relax the best he could 
even though the only thing he could think about were his lines and his 
cues, which he had felt he had down, but just couldn't let his mind 
rest. He and Nancy played a couple games together on the computer just 
before it was time for them to go to bed. As Tommy lay in his crib that 
night, his nervousness resumed upon thinking about the next day, he was 
in need of the extra diapering Heidi put on him as he had wet them quite 
a bit before he even went to bed, and he wet them more before going to 
sleep.
	Tommy tossed and turned for over an hour, mentally reciting his 
lines and his parts, ignoring the big, wet mass of cloth wedged between 
his legs. He finally shifted his thoughts to Karen herself and thought 
about her changing his diapers, for real, not just in acting. He 
envisioned her as being naked as she changed him. In Tommy's thoughts of 
Karen's bare body, he envisioned playing a breastfeeding scene with 
Karen that was not really in the actual play.
	Tommy's thoughts were a mixture of erotic visions of Karen, and 
thoughts about him being in thick, stinky diapers in her presence as she 
was about to change him and wipe his nuts clean, as she had done a 
couple times. The two thoughts made Tommy get very aroused as he jerked 
off in his wet diapers, feeling the rows of densely placed diaper pins 
beneath his plastic pants, feeling the ends of the pins beneath the 
undersides of his arms as he rubbed the front of his thick set of 
diapers. After he enjoyed an intense ejaculation, Tommy relaxed and then 
went to sleep.
	Tommy's diapers were very wet and also messy when he woke up the 
next morning. As his mind had been subconsciously set on the play, he 
woke up before his mother was expected to come in to wake him. Tommy 
felt the warm pile of pudding-like shit in his diapers as it had mixed 
with his pee, smelling the odors as he pulled back the covers. As he lay 
there to wait for his mother to come in, his thoughts about the play 
returned to his head. The anxiety was even greater than what he felt 
before having to take even the hardest test he could remember.
	After Tommy had been changed and gotten dressed, he just wanted to 
get to school and get on with the final rehearsal and ultimately, the 
final performance that evening. He knew he wouldn't be able to 
concentrate on anything else that day.
	Tommy had gone to his first two classes and spoke with Karen about 
the play in their Life Science class. They parted ways for third period 
and then rejoined each other in fourth period. Tommy had been excused 
from the rest of his classes to attend the lunch-hour rehearsal of the 
play. Before he went to the auditorium, he saw the nurse to get his 
diaper changed. He had wet more than normal as he was becoming 
increasingly nervous as the noon performance of the play approached.
	With a fresh, dry diaper on, Tommy went to the school's auditorium 
and met up with Mrs. Sterling, who helped him to get set up and ready to 
go. Tommy changed into his costume and then he nervously appeared before 
the rest of the class wearing the plain white T-shirt and the costume 
diaper, worn over his actual diaper. It appeared as thick and as bulky 
as the multiple cloth diapers he wore at home, but it's thick appearance 
was only cosmetic and it lacked the solidness and the weight of real 
diapers. The girls all looked at Tommy admirably. They all thought that 
Tommy looked cute and commented on how he fit the part so well because 
of his size and younger appearance.
	Tommy tried to think that he was back in his bedroom at home, 
rehearsing in the company of his sister and his friends. In spite of 
this, Tommy's bedroom did not have a large, dark room off to the side 
where hundreds were about to watch him perform, nor did it have the 
acoustics or lighting of the auditorium. It was a much different 
environment than even the stage in the Drama classroom.
	Tommy knew he couldn't back out of this now. Karen went up to 
Tommy and she could tell that he was nervous. She put her arm around him 
and told him to relax. Her soft, sweet voice made Tommy feel better.
	"Remember, I'll be close by throughout most of the scenes," she 
told him.
	Tommy wished he had eaten more for breakfast as he was hungry 
again and wanting to eat. It was lunch hour, which was when the final 
rehearsal would be performed. It was also performed for the students to 
enjoy. Tommy couldn't remember his heart beating more rapidly since the 
time he made that first attempt to ride his bike down that steep hill 
that ultimately brought him to where he was now, performing as a baby in 
diapers before everyone in the school. His mouth was dry. He wanted a 
drink.
	Tommy's opening scene had him lying down in the crib, pretending 
to be sleeping. His first line was for him to start crying. When he 
heard his cue, he swallowed nervously and then, with a crack in his 
voice, he let out his authentic-sounding wail of a baby. Tommy could 
hear the kids out in the auditorium laughing. He knew that most of them 
were amused by the mock cries and that they weren't actually laughing at 
his performance.
	Later on, Tommy was "awake" and crawling around on the stage. He 
crawled halfway across the stage and then sat down with his legs spread 
apart, the thick crotch of his diaper showing as the part had instructed 
him to do. He began drinking from the baby bottle that Karen had given 
him. It contained real milk and Tommy actually drank from it. As he had 
been thirsty and his mouth had felt like cotton, the milk tasted good 
and was a welcome refreshment. As Tommy looked out into the dark void in 
front of him, he could only hear the students laughing, laughing out of 
amusement and not because of performing poorly. The bright lights made 
it so that he couldn't see who was out there watching him, but he 
figured most of the school had to have come to watch. Tommy looked off 
to the side while he sat there and sipped on his bottle. Mrs. Sterling 
gave him a short nod as if to gesture, "you're doing fine."
	Marvin, Ryan, Carl and Mitchell all arrived early and got a seat 
up towards the front of the auditorium. They all waved to try to get 
Tommy's attention, but Tommy was too busy focusing on his performance 
and watching for his cues, and he couldn't see them from where he was. 
Tommy was relieved to go back to the crib, where he would remain 
"asleep" for awhile.
	"Tommy's doing really good," Marvin commented to Ryan. "I wonder 
how he feels."
	"Probably nervous as hell," Ryan answered as he realized that he 
had just wet his own diaper. "I'm glad I didn't take the part, I could 
never go up there and do that."
	The final rehearsal ran more slowly than Tommy had expected. It 
continued throughout the remainder of the school day as the play had 
been stopped several times to correct missed lines and other last-minute 
problems. Many of the students had been excused from their afternoon 
classes to attend the play, including Marvin, Ryan, Carl and Mitchell.
	The long-awaited diaper-change scene then came up about halfway 
through the play. Tommy became nervous as Karen would actually remove 
the diaper itself and put a second, identical costume diaper on him. She 
performed the diaper change for acting just as she would have had it 
been an actual diaper change, complete with acting like she was wiping 
his butt clean. With his costume diaper off, she tickled him playfully 
as the script had dictated. She shook an empty baby powder container 
above him. While doing this, she noticed that Tommy actually did need a 
diaper change as his disposable diaper was yellow and puffed out in the 
front. Karen was tempted to add her own line while looking at Tommy's 
diaper, but she refrained. She noticed that Tommy also had a hard-on as 
evidenced by the tent in his diaper. Karen then put a second, identical 
costume diaper on in place of the one that she had taken off. An "older 
brother" was then handed the "used" diaper by Karen and told to dispose 
of it. As he walked off the stage with the diaper, he plugged his nose 
and said, "phew!" The kids in the audience laughed.
	The final rehearsal was over with at about the time classes got 
out for the day. Mrs. Sterling, Karen and some of the other students 
complimented Tommy on his performance. The boys thanked him for 
volunteering to do the part since they didn't want to wear diapers in 
front of everybody. At this time, the class diverged to go home or do 
other things at the school since they would have to be back again by 
5:00 that evening.
	Tommy met with Marvin and Ryan, who were both planning to stay 
after school with Tommy. Carl and Mitchell had to leave, but said they 
would come back with their parents that evening to watch.
	"Well, how did I look up there?" Tommy asked Marvin and Ryan.
	"You looked fantastic!" Marvin replied, giving Tommy the high 
five. "I'm not just saying that, you really looked good out there."
	"Thanks," Tommy said.
	"I think you did good, too," Ryan said. "You'll be just fine 
tonight."
	Tommy went around to his other classes to collect the assignments 
that he had to do for that day since he missed English, Math and P.E. 
because of the rehearsal. Marvin also had to get his math assignment 
since he and Tommy shared this class. They lucked out and only had a 
short math assignment to do. There was no homework from P.E., of course.
	Tommy's diaper was in need of changing as he had wet it a couple 
times and also messed in it towards the end of the rehearsal. The school 
nurse had already left for the day, so Tommy either had to do his own 
change or allow Marvin or Ryan to help him. The nurse's office wasn't 
even open, so Tommy didn't have access to his supply of diapers. He had 
to use the last diaper that he kept in his school bag and hope it would 
hope up throughout the afternoon and the evening, during the 
performance.
	Tommy, Marvin and Ryan went into the bathroom, where they all 
needed to change their diapers. They didn't expect anyone to come in as 
the building had been all but completely deserted by then except for 
some faculty, administrative and janitorial staff.
	The bathroom stall proved to be quite uncomfortable for Tommy as 
it was narrow, the floor was cold, and it smelled of stale urine left 
behind by other boys whose aim was poor or had peed on the floor 
deliberately. Tommy lay down on the floor while Marvin removed his pants 
and then his messy diaper. Marvin wiped Tommy's bottom clean, giving 
Tommy a big erection as he did it, and threw the wipes into the toilet. 
He put another diaper on Tommy and taped it up tightly.
	Tommy then wanted to try changing Marvin's diaper for him, so they 
reversed their positions, where Marvin lay down on the floor while Tommy 
pulled off his pants and his diaper, which was just as wet and smelly as 
his own diaper was. Tommy cleaned Marvin's behind and made his dick 
stand up as he ran the wipes around his balls. Tommy then got out one of 
Marvin's diapers and put it on the best he could.
	"Does that feel okay?" Tommy asked Marvin.
	"Oh yeah, it feels good," Marvin said as he rubbed his hard-on 
through his diaper. "Seriously, it's on good and tight," Marvin said as 
he ran his hands over the sides of his diaper.
	Ryan had been in the other stall changing his own diaper, though 
he had jacked off in his diaper while he listened to Marvin and Tommy 
change each other's diapers. Everything from the sounds of tapes being 
ripped to the smells of their poopy messes aroused Ryan. It wasn't until 
after he came that he realized that he had jerked off in the school 
bathroom, something he would never do during regular class hours.
	When the boys were done with changing their diapers, they each 
dropped their used diapers into the garbage. As the janitor had already 
been in to empty the trash, there was nothing else in the garbage can to 
disguise the three diapers. One at a time, the boys dropped them into 
the empty receptacle. Each diaper made a loud thud from the weight of 
its contents, echoing throughout the bathroom. The three boys laughed 
and talked about what the next person would think when he threw away a 
paper towel and saw three big, soiled diapers in the garbage.
	The boys spent the interim period before the evening performance 
in the library to work on their homework. At about 6:00, Tommy had to 
return to the auditorium to get ready for the performance. The curtain 
was to rise at 7:00. Tommy dressed down and got into his diaper costume.
	By that time, the auditorium was full of parents, teachers, other 
faculty and students. Promptly at 7:00, the curtain went up and the 
performance was on.
	Marvin, Max, Heidi and their parents were up near the front of the 
auditorium. Heidi brought the video camera to record all of Tommy's 
scenes. She had become familiar enough with the play to know when Tommy 
would appear. Lani and Ryan were also there with their mother, as were 
Carl, Mitchell and their parents. Tommy's mother and his father, too, as 
well as Nancy and Dee Anne, were seated right behind Marvin and his 
family.
	It was showtime. The house lights were dimmed and the stage 
lighting kicked on. The curtain went up and the set was revealed. There 
was a fireplace, a Christmas tree and some other furnishings in the 
first scene. After the first scene was acted out, Tommy made his 
appearance in the second scene, lying in the crib. He felt nervous 
again, knowing that this was it, the big finale, and he had to do it 
right, no second takes. As he lay there silently listening to the 
others, he heard his heart beating rapidly as his big moment approached. 
When Tommy got his cue, he wailed loudly and very authentically, much to 
the amusement of hundreds of spectators. Tommy knew that all eyes were 
on him.
	All seemed to go well for Tommy as far as he could tell. He felt 
confident that he delivered his lines well. He knew the diaper-changing 
scene was coming up. By this time, his real diaper was very wet, but he 
was glad that he hadn't pooped yet. Heidi made especially sure to 
capture this entire scene on the video as she kept the camera fixed on 
Tommy and Karen the whole time.
	Karen then removed the costume diaper. She noticed that Tommy's 
real diaper appeared even wetter and more used, at least in the front. 
Karen knew that not all of the bulging in the front of Tommy's diaper 
was from his hard-on. This time, Karen couldn't resist improvising, so 
she said, "Well, I guess baby really did need his dydee changed." The 
crowd laughed over this improvisation of Karen's. Tommy and Karen both 
looked over at Mrs. Sterling, who was giving them a strange, surprised 
and somewhat disapproving look.
	The rest the scene, as well as the show itself, continued 
virtually flawlessly. The performance received a standing ovation at the 
end. Tommy enjoyed the opportunity, but he was glad that it was now over 
with, and relieved that the performance was so well-received.
	Mrs. Sterling talked to Karen about the line that she had added 
during the diaper change scene.
	"Sorry, I couldn't resist, Mrs. Sterling," Karen apologized. "I'm 
sure most people thought that it was just part of the play."
	"Yeah, I suppose so," Mrs. Sterling said. "They got quite a kick 
out of it, that's for sure."
	"Uhh, how was I?" Tommy asked Mrs. Sterling nervously. Tommy was 
still in his diaper costume as he stood before her.
	"You were fantastic, Tommy!" Mrs. Sterling said. "Too bad you're 
not part of my class. There's always a role or two for a small child in 
most of the plays we do."
	Mrs. Sterling thanked Tommy for his cooperation and his 
participation in the play before he changed back into his regular 
clothes. All of the students congratulated Tommy on his performance, 
bolstering Tommy's confidence and his general self-esteem.
	Tommy later met with everyone who had come to see him. He received 
congratulations from everyone. Tommy was pleased to see his father among 
the group.
	"You looked great out there, Tommy!" his father said as he shook 
Tommy's hand.
	"Thanks, Daddy," Tommy said to his father.
	"We're going to get the crib and bring it to your house," Roger 
told Tommy and his parents.
	"Sounds good," Tommy's mother said. "We'll be leaving now, so we 
should be home by the time you get there."
	Later that evening, Tommy was back home, thinking back upon the 
recent performance he made in front of many of his classmates and 
others. He wondered just how he looked from the audience's perspective. 
Nancy told him how great he looked out there as she changed him out of 
his wet and freshly pooped-in disposable diaper, replacing it with the 
usual thick bunch of cloth diapers that he usually wore at home.
	Marvin. Max and his father showed up with the crib shortly 
afterwards, carrying it into the house and into Tommy's room. Tommy's 
regular crib was moved over to make room for what would be designated as 
the guest crib. It sat empty and bare as it would need some bedding, but 
at least it was spared from becoming a pile of scrap wood.
	"Does this mean I'm going to get a new crib every Christmas?" 
Tommy joked, recalling that he had gotten his crib at around Christmas 
time during the previous year.
	"It depends on how many friends you're willing to invite over, I 
guess," his mother said with a slight laugh.
	"Thanks for bringing the crib over," Tommy told Roger.
	"My pleasure," he said.
	Before Tommy went to bed, Nancy and his mother grabbed some old 
blankets and lined the crib with them until they could get a mattress 
for it. Figaro took to it right away and made it his bed that evening, 
curling himself up in the corner.
	"I guess even cats liked to be babied," Nancy commented. "All he 
needs now is a diaper," she added as she gave Tommy a bottle of warm 
milk to enjoy before he went to sleep.

BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 119
-------------------------------

	School had been dismissed for Christmas vacation, and Tommy was 
very excited, as he always was when the Christmas break rolled around. 
He looked forward to getting to spend most of his time going around in 
nothing but diapers and a shirt for the next several days, only getting 
dressed to go outside to play in the snow when the mood struck. Most of 
all, however, Tommy looked forward to having his father with him during 
Christmas this year.
	It was just two days before Christmas when school was let out for 
the break. It was a shortened school day, so everyone enjoyed most of 
the afternoon and the evening. Tommy went home with Marvin and had 
planned to stay overnight. Ryan also went with them, but only for the 
afternoon as he and Lani would be leaving that evening to see their 
grandparents over Christmas.
	Heidi and Lani had already gotten home from school by the time 
Marvin and Tommy arrived. They both wanted the girls to change their 
diapers since they didn't get their noon-hour diaper change from the 
nurse at school as usually did. Seeing that Heidi and Lani were not in 
the house, Marvin figured they were out helping make last-minute orders 
for diapers and T-shirts. Jeffy's mother was also there getting last-
minute orders caught up and done, ready to be shipped in time for 
Christmas.
	The Christmas season was proving to be especially profitable-- and 
busy-- to Heidi's diaper-making business. Many of the people placing 
their orders indicated that they wished to give them as Christmas 
presents, either to fellow adult babies and diaper lovers, as well as 
parents giving the diapers as gifts to their kids.
	Marvin and Tommy walked into the diaper shop out back and noticed 
several stacks of boxes against the wall, all containing orders to be 
shipped out that afternoon via next-day air, ensuring their recipients 
that they would arrive before the big holiday.
	"Can you boys take all those boxes out to the van for me?" Tommy's 
mother asked them, pointing to the pile.
	"Sure," Marvin said. She handed Marvin the keys to the van.
	"Why is the van here?" Marvin asked out of curiosity, since his 
father almost always drove the van. "Why did Daddy take the car to work 
instead?"
	"He knew I'd need the van today to haul all the orders to the post 
office," his mother replied.
	"I can see that," Marvin replied, looking at the large pile.
	Marvin, Tommy and Ryan all grabbed some of the boxes and carried 
them out, making a couple trips each as they filled the back of the van.
	"Thanks, boys," Marvin's mother said to them as Marvin handed the 
keys back to his mother.
	"How many more orders do you have left to fill?" Marvin asked his 
mother.
	"Just a few more," his mother replied with a sigh as she leaned 
back in her chair, sounding exhausted. "Sarah and I have been working on 
these non-stop since you left for school this morning. Heidi's helping 
Sarah and me get caught up. Lani's also here helping us."
	"Can Heidi and Lani break away to change our diapers?" Marvin 
asked his mother as he felt the poopy mess in his pants.
	"Sure," his mother said. She went to the back, where Heidi and 
Lani were busy ironing some T-shirts with the clever diaper sayings 
printed on them.
	"We'll be right in to change your diapers soon, boys," Heidi told 
Marvin, Tommy and Ryan. The three boys then went inside and played on 
the computer. They all took their pants off and sat around in their wet 
and soiled disposable diapers. In the meantime, Max and Jeffy, along 
with Danny, came into the house.
	"Yeah! No more school until next year!" Max cheered as he tossed 
his book bag onto the couch.
	"I know, isn't it great!" Marvin replied.
	"What are still doing in your disposables?" Max asked the other 
boys as he took off his own pants. Jeffy and Danny then followed and 
stripped down to their diapers.
	"We're waiting for Heidi and Lani to change us," Marvin said. 
"They're pretty busy getting things caught up out there."
	"Looks like they got their work cut out for them," Tommy said as 
he looked at himself and the other five boys, all of whom were in just 
their diapers, all of them in need of changing.
	"Yeah, we got a lot more business for Christmas than we expected," 
Marvin said.
	"That's good," Tommy said. "Although what I meant by them having 
their work cut out for them is that Heidi and Lani have a lot of diapers 
to change since there's six of us here."
	Heidi and Lani came into the house a few minutes later, looking at 
the six boys who had all removed their pants and were sitting or 
standing around in their diapers, all waiting to be changed.
	"Well, who's gonna be first?" Heidi said.
	"Me!" Max said as he lay down on the floor and spread his legs. 
"I'm all poopy!"
	"Gee, what else is new?" Heidi said sarcastically with a laugh. 
She knelt down and patted Max's crotch, feeling the large accumulation 
of poop in his diaper. She then checked Marvin's and Tommy's diapers 
from the rear and determined that they were also full of poop. Ryan told 
Lani that his diaper was soiled.
	"I can see that," she said as she could see the bulge in the seat 
of his diaper.
	"Me and Danny are just wet," Jeffy said.
	"You boys haven't lost control of your bowels yet, that's why," 
Heidi said to Jeffy and Danny. "We'll change you, anyway."
	The six boys and the two girls went upstairs to Marvin's and Max's 
bedroom. Heidi changed Max first at the same time that Lani changed 
Ryan. They each had a race against each other, establishing ahead of 
time how many diapers and how many pins were to be used in each diaper.
	Max and Ryan were lying next to each other, each of them in 
position and waiting to be stripped of their soiled diapers. Heidi and 
Lani each had wipes and powder available and ready. Max then announced, 
"on your mark, get set, go!"
	The race was on. Marvin could hear the William Tell Overture 
playing in his head as he began to hum it, as he watched Heidi and Lani 
rip away Max's and Ryan's dirty diapers. tossing them into the bucket. 
As expected, Heidi had the lead, but Lani gained by not having as much 
of a poopy mess to wipe up with Ryan as what Max had left for Heidi. By 
the time the cleaning was done, Lani was ahead, getting the first diaper 
on Ryan while Heidi was still getting Max's butt clean. Heidi did get 
caught up and went ahead of Lani again by the time she was about 
finished with diapering Max. While Heidi won the race, Lani wasn't too 
far behind as she was getting Ryan's plastic pants on him just as Heidi 
had dismissed Max from the diaper table.
	"You're getting a lot faster, Lani," Heidi said.
	"I've gotten some practice since I got Ryan to start wearing 
diapers," Lani said proudly. "Wanna do it again?"
	"Sure," Heidi said. "We gotta do this as fast as we can anyway, so 
we can get back to helping my Mom get those orders done."
	This time, the race was pitted with Heidi and Marvin, versus Tommy 
and Lani. Max called the start of the race and observed this time. Max 
decided to be cute and talk as if the event were a horse race.
	"And in the first turn we have Heidi ahead by two butt wipes, but 
it looks like Lani is gaining some ground as Tommy doesn't have as big 
of pile of poop to wipe...And there's the first diaper on Marvin, 
Heidi's ahead by a pin, now by two pins, three, oh, here comes Lani, 
she's got the first diaper on Tommy, and she's gaining speed, it's gonna 
be a photo finish, folks...!"
	This time, Lani won the second "diaper derby", but not by much. In 
fact, the margin was even closer. Heidi later admitted to slowing down a 
little to give Lani a chance.
	"And now, let's change Jeffy and Danny," Heidi said. "This will be 
the tie-breaker."
	Marvin, Max, Tommy, Ryan all stood behind the two girls to watch 
them change Jeffy and Danny. All four of the boys stood there, each of 
them wearing only their shirts and very thick multiple sets of cloth 
diapers.
	This time, the girls had to contend with handling plastic pants, 
pins and cloth diapers as this was what Jeffy and Danny always wore, 
whether in school or at home. Heidi looked at their diapers and asked 
how their sister Kim was doing with changing their diapers all the time.
	"She's gotten used to it," Jeffy said.
	"That's good, since she's got a baby on the way," Heidi said. "It 
looks like she's gotten pretty good at it, too," Heidi remarked, noting 
how tightly pinned up Jeffy's and Danny's diapers were. At this point, 
Marvin called the race. It was almost a dead heat this time, so Marvin 
decided to call it a tie by the time the girls got Jeffy and Danny into 
some thicker sets of diapers than what they had been wearing.
	"You still do better at diapering me than Kim," Jeffy told Heidi.
	"Well, I do have almost nine years of experience behind me with 
diapering my brothers every day," Heidi said. "She'll be up to my speed 
eventually."
	Heidi carried the bucket downstairs, weighing heavily and 
overflowing of wet and poopy diapers. Heidi discarded the disposable 
diapers and put the cloth diapers into the bin for pre-soaking them.
	"Wanna help us out with the diaper orders, boys?" Heidi asked 
them.
	"What do you want us to do?" Marvin asked, willing to be of help 
as he knew everyone was so busy that day.
	"You can fill the boxes, print the shipping labels, just the easy 
stuff, if you want," Heidi told him.
	"Sure," Marvin said, agreeing to contribute to the effort. Tommy 
agreed to help, too.
	"What about you, Ryan?" Heidi asked him.
	"I dunno, I was gonna have some fun today," he said.
	"You got all of Christmas break to have fun," Lani said to Ryan.
	"Just think of all the little boys who are counting on Santa Claus 
to deliver their diapers for Christmas!" Heidi said. "You want to make 
sure they'll all be happy on Christmas morning and all excited to wear 
their new diapers and pee and poop in them, don't you, Ryan?"
	"Okay, I guess I can help you out," Ryan conceded.
	"It shouldn't take too much longer," Heidi said to them.
	"What about us?" Max asked.
	"You can help if you want," Heidi told him.
	"I would, but Jeffy and Danny wanna play computer games," Max 
said.
	"Fine, no problem," Heidi said. "I think three is enough help," 
Heidi told Max as she led Marvin, Tommy and Ryan outside in only their 
diapers and their shirts. They had put their shoes on before walking out 
to the back yard and into the diaper shop.
	"I got us some assistance, Mom," Heidi said as she pointed to 
Marvin, Tommy and Ryan, standing by the heat vent to warm up their bare 
legs.
	"Ahh, Santa's little helpers!" her mother quipped. "Just think of 
yourselves as elves, boys" she told them. "I don't recall that any of 
them wear diapers, however," she joked.
	The boys were given their job duties and were thanked in advance 
for their assistance. Ryan worked alongside with Lani, where she showed 
him how to apply the iron-on transfers to the shirts. Tommy worked at 
the computer, printing mailing labels and invoices, as well as running 
some of the color T-shirt transfers that were still needed. Marvin 
helped with boxing up the orders and applying the labels. As he sealed 
the boxes with tape, he became very aroused as he recalled having read 
several diaper stories in which mailing tape was used to reinforce 
diapers and to ensure they couldn't be taken off. Just for the fun of 
it, Marvin wrapped some of the tape around his plastic pants a couple 
times. He couldn't resist the urge because it made him feel so excited.
	It was about 4:00 by the time the day's orders had been finished 
up and ready to go. The three boys carried the rest of the boxes out to 
the van, which was parked out in front of the garage. There were some 
younger neighbor boys and girls playing in the snow across the street. 
They all knew that Marvin, Max and the other boys who visited their 
house wore diapers, and went outside in diapers in the summer. They were 
quite surprised, however, to see the boys standing outside among piles 
of shoveled snow in just their diapers on such a cold winter day.
	Heidi went with her mother and Sarah to deliver the large load of 
packages to the post office.
	"Thanks again for your help, boys," Rita said as she got into the 
van and drove off.


BECOMING A DIAPER BOY: PART 120
-------------------------------

	The busy day for Marvin's and Max's mother didn't end after she 
ran the last of the diaper orders to the post office. Later that 
evening, they were expecting some relatives to arrive at the airport, 
who would be staying with them through Christmas.
	These relatives were Marvin's, Max's and Heidi's Uncle Ronnie, 
their father's brother. He would be coming with their Aunt Holly and 
their six-year-old cousin Bobby. They lived in Kansas and rarely got to 
visit. The last time they visited was when Heidi was eight years old, 
Marvin was six, and Max was four. Their Aunt Holly had been pregnant 
with Bobby at the time and had yet to meet him.
	Unlike Marvin and Max, however, Bobby was toilet trained in spite 
of his father's own desires to wear diapers as a result of wearing them 
during his childhood. Bobby had also not been told of his father's 
childhood experiences with diapers and the way he and Roger had been 
kept in diapers all the time for wetting their beds. Ronnie was very 
low-key about his wearing diapers and was able to do without them during 
the day, wearing them only for pleasure when he went to bed.
	Ronnie also didn't want Bobby to be subjected to the idea of 
wearing diapers unless he decided to wear them himself when he got 
older. As Bobby had escaped from being one of the many bedwetters in the 
Oppenheimer family, he had no need for wearing diapers. Roger and Ronnie 
disagreed on the way Marvin and Max were not toilet trained and raised 
in diapers in spite of them enjoying it as much as they did. Roger hoped 
that this wouldn't become an issue again and wouldn't cause any 
disagreements this time around. Roger recalled the previous Christmas 
and dealing with his mother-in-law, getting her to accept the boys 
wearing diapers. This year, he'd have to do it all over again and 
hopefully convince his brother that it was okay to have Marvin and Max 
to wear diapers, not to mention their need for them as a result of their 
getting no toilet training whatsoever.
	The family ate a quick dinner and then rushed to the airport to 
meet their relatives for their 8:00 P.M. flight. Marvin and Max were 
changed and put into disposable diapers to wear while they were out. 
They got to the airport just before the flight was due to land. A big 
snowstorm in Denver delayed the flight by over an hour, however. During 
this time, Marvin, Max and Heidi played games to pass the time. Marvin's 
and Max's diapers were soaked from drinking the 32-ounce sodas their 
father had bought for them when they arrived. The boys also pooped their 
diapers and began to stink, causing people sitting in nearby chairs to 
move away as they were offended by the boys' strong poop odors. The 
plane from Denver had since then stopped at the gate and passengers were 
getting ready to deplane.
	"I think we'd better be changed," Marvin said, noting how people 
winced as they caught his and Max's diaper odors.
	"Yeah, you boys are smelling rather ripe about now," Heidi said. 
"But Aunt Holly and Uncle Ronnie are getting off the plane now, as well 
as Bobby, so let's meet them first, and then I'll change you guys."
	"What is Uncle Ronnie gonna say when he finds out that we're still 
wearing diapers?" Marvin asked his father.
	"I dunno," his father said nervously. "I remember last time he 
didn't agree with having you boys still in diapers, and now that he has 
a six-year-old boy of his own, who knows what he'll say when Bobby sees 
you and Max going around in your diapers."
	"Well, we could just stay in our pants until bedtime," Marvin 
said. "I mean, I don't want you and him to get into an argument over me 
and Max wearing diapers around the house like last time."
	"He's gonna find out sooner or later. I mean, you'll be in your 
diapers when you go to bed, and besides, I don't think it'll be easy to 
hide your smells. Come to think of it, I need a change, too. Ronnie will 
understand and probably think it's just me anyway."
	"So why doesn't he just let Bobby wear diapers?" Max asked his 
Dad.
	"Your Uncle Ronnie doesn't feel the same way about Bobby wearing 
diapers as I feel about you boys wearing them. Even though he likes to 
wear diapers and that he doesn't have to wear them, he feels that he 
should leave it up to Bobby to decide for himself when he is old enough 
to understand his feelings, and he thinks I shouldn't have kept you boys 
in diapers and get you two to like wearing them."
	"I have no complaints, Daddy!" Marvin said with a smile.
	"I know you don't, Marvin," his father said. "Too bad the rest of 
the family doesn't see it this way."
	"I don't have any complaints, neither, I love wearing diapers!" 
Max said loudly enough to draw some attention. Heidi and Rita looked a 
little embarrassed when they heard Max go off on how he loved wearing 
diapers in the middle of the airport concourse.
	"Well, I just don't think your Uncle Ronnie can be brought to 
accept how I raised you boys. But I can't keep it a secret from him, 
either."
	After a few dozen passengers filed out from the airplane and into 
the concourse, Uncle Ronnie, Aunt Holly and cousin Bobby all came off 
the plane and greeted the family. Holly gave Marvin and Max a hug. As 
she squeezed him, she heard his diaper crinkling underneath his pants 
and she could also feel the bulge. She also determined that Max was in 
diapers when she hugged him.
	Marvin, Max and Heidi then got to meet their cousin Bobby for the 
first time. He was blonde and he had a puffy face and a cute smile as he 
greeted his cousins.
	"Phew, what's that smell?" Bobby asked.
	Marvin and Max looked at each other, and then back at their 
father.
	"Should we tell him, or will Uncle Ronnie get mad?" Marvin asked 
Heidi.
	"Just say that someone probably farted."
	"It was probably a fart you smelled," Marvin said to Bobby. Bobby 
laughed.
	"There's a lot of people here, and chances are that at any given 
moment, someone in this airport is cutting the cheese."
	"I still smell it," Bobby said. "It smells more like poop than a 
fart."
	"Go ahead to the baggage claim," Roger said to the rest of the 
group. "I need to use the restroom."
	Rita reached into her purse and gave Roger a paper bag which 
contained one of his diapers.
	"Okay, we'll meet you down there," Rita told Roger. "Kids, how are 
you all doing?"
	"We need to go, too," Heidi said, giving her mother a subtle 
gesture that she was going to change her brothers' diapers. "We'll be 
right down."
	Heidi then led Marvin and Max into the women's restroom. Bobby 
looked behind him and noticed that Marvin and Max had gone into the 
women's restroom with her.
	"Mom!" Bobby said to his mother. "Marvin and Max went into the 
girl's bathroom with Heidi!" he shouted.
	"Come on, Bobby," his mother said, ignoring what Bobby had just 
said.
	"They did, they went into the girl's bathroom!" he said again. 
"They're boys!"
	"There's only one entrance and it splits off into the men's and 
women's bathrooms," his mother said. "Now come on!"
	"Why did they go into the girl's bathroom?" Bobby asked.
	"Will you just forget about that and get over here!" his mother 
shouted. "Let's catch up with your Aunt Rita and your father!"
	"I gotta go the bathroom!" he said.
	"You can go when we get to the baggage claim!" she said. "There's 
probably a bathroom down there." Bobby was too curious, so he started 
going back towards the restrooms. His mother went after him and scolded 
him for disobeying. She looked ahead and saw that Rita and Ronnie were 
waiting.
	"I really hafta go!" Bobby complained.
	"All right, go if you must," his mother sighed as she stood 
outside the restrooms and waited.
	"Just don't pee your pants and wind up like your father," she 
thought to herself.
	Roger then came out from the restroom.
	"Oh, hello, Holly," Roger said, not expecting her to be standing 
outside waiting. "Didn't you go ahead with the others?"
	"No, Bobby insisted that he needed to use the bathroom," she said.
	"I know the perfect solution to *that* problem!" Roger thought to 
himself, wishing he could tell it to Holly.
	"He also thinks Marvin and Max went into the women's restroom with 
Heidi," Holly told Roger.
	"Well, they did," he said.
	"Why?" she asked.
	"Holly, I know Ronnie probably won't like to know this, but--"
	"Marvin and Max are still wearing diapers," Holly cut in, knowing 
that this was what was going on.
	"Yeah, I figured you and Ronnie would find out soon enough," Roger 
said, clutching onto the empty paper bag that he had used to carry his 
diaper into the bathroom.
	"Why are they still in diapers?" she asked him.
	"Well, like I have told Ronnie, my boys like to wear their 
diapers, and yes, I know it's because I raised them that way. And 
besides, well, they're completely incontinent now because of being in 
diapers all this time, and they need to wear them, too. I just hope you 
and Ronnie can understand this."
	"Well, it's too late now," Holly told him. "I just hope it doesn't 
affect their social life and how kids treat them at school."
	"Kids get teased for everything in school," Roger said. "Some kid 
may have crooked teeth, another kid may have funny glasses or a funny 
haircut or a funny voice, and then there are kids like Marvin and Max 
who wear diapers. Marvin and Max deal with it, but they have a lot of 
friends who wear diapers, too." he said. "They all gather at our house 
and just go around in diapers and have fun and do things like any group 
of boys would."
	"Hmm, well, I guess at this point, there's nothing you can do to 
change things," Holly said. At this moment, Bobby had come running out 
of the restroom. Rita and Ronnie had also walked back to find out what 
was going on.
	"Hi honey," Roger said to Rita. "Still waiting on Heidi and the 
boys."
	A moment later, Heidi came out of the restroom with Marvin and Max 
behind her. Some girls and women going into the restroom did a double-
take as they saw the two boys emerge from the restroom.
	"Marvin and Max *were* in the girls' bathroom, Mom!" Bobby said 
out loud. "Why?"
	"I'll explain later," his mother told him. "You'll find out later 
tonight."
	"What were you boys doing in the women's restroom?" Ronnie asked 
Marvin and Max.
	"Ronnie," Roger said as he put his hand on his brother's shoulder.
	"I might as well tell you this now, since you would probably find 
out tonight anyway. Marvin and Max are still in diapers."
	"That's what I figured," he said as the group walked back down the 
concourse heading towards the baggage claim. They picked up their 
luggage and bags as they came up the chute and onto the carousel and 
then they headed out to the parking garage.
	"Bobby, why don't you ride with your Aunt Rita on the way back?" 
his father told him.
	"I wanna ride with Marvin and Max and talk to them!" Bobby whined.
	"You'll have plenty of time to talk to them and get to know them," 
his father said.
	"Awwww," Bobby whined. Heidi put her arm around him.
	"Tell you what, Bobby, you can talk to me on the way to our 
house," she said. "I'm a lot of fun to talk to."
	Roger and Ronnie climbed into the front of the van while Marvin 
and Max got into the back seat. They sat and listened to their father 
and their uncle talk about them wearing diapers.
	"I guess your boys are going to wind up just like you, Roger" 
Ronnie said.
	"Yeah, they probably will," Roger said. The boys smiled and looked 
at each other. "But I see nothing wrong with it since my boys and I are 
all well-adjusted to wearing diapers."
	"I bet they get teased all the time at school like we did," Ronnie 
said cynically.
	"Yeah, but they also have a lot of friends who wear diapers, too." 
Roger said, isn't that right, boys?"
	"Yeah, Uncle Ronnie, we have lots of friends! Ever since I met 
Tommy last year I've gotten to know quite a few other boys that either 
have to wear diapers or just like to wear them. There's Ryan, and Carl, 
and Mitchell, and some other boys in P.E. class that wear diapers, then 
there's Todd and Mike, and Toby and Jared from the cabin, there's 
Tommy's cousin Adam and his friend Peter, and all the kids I know on the 
Internet."
	"Don't forget Jeffy and Danny!" Max said. "They wear diapers, too 
and they like them!"
	"See, they're not alone, they're not the only ones who wear 
diapers," Roger said to Ronnie.
	"But how do they do at school?" Ronnie asked.
	"Marvin and Max keep their grades up and they're both happy boys," 
Roger said firmly. "Having other friends like them helps. We never knew 
anyone else like us, and think about how better it would have been if we 
had friends like my boys do."
	Ronnie was thinking to himself, feeling envious of the fact that 
Roger's boys had it so much better. He began to think back to his 
childhood, wishing that he and Roger could have had friends like them 
who wore diapers. He decided to change the subject somewhat.
	"That doesn't explain why you never toilet trained your boys, 
though," Ronnie said.
	"Well, some people may think I shouldn't have raised my boys the 
way they've been raised," Roger said. "Last Christmas I had a hard time 
convincing Rita's mother that I did nothing wrong by raising my boys in 
diapers, but she finally came to terms with it. I just wanted the boys 
to enjoy diapers like I enjoy them," he said. "I know you don't wear 
diapers all the time anymore, and you don't understand this like I do. I 
know that had things not turned out well for Marvin and Max, I would 
have regretted it, but Marvin and Max are more than content with wearing 
diapers."
	"That's right, Daddy!" Marvin said.
	"Yep, me, too!" Max added.
	"Well, you're their father," Ronnie conceded. "I'll let Bobby 
decide for himself if he wants to wear diapers."
	"He's going to see Marvin and Max in their diapers, so this may 
influence Bobby," Roger said. While listening to Roger and Ronnie 
talking, Marvin and Max began talking about getting Bobby to wear 
diapers with them.
	"Bobby's only six years old, Roger," Ronnie said.
	"A lot of six-year-old's like to wear diapers and wish they 
could," Roger said. "Marvin and Max have plenty of stories from the 
Internet from people who had these feelings when they were that age."
	"Yeah, I'll even show them to you, Uncle Ronnie," Marvin offered.
	"That's okay," he said, dismissing Marvin's offer.
	"I don't think Bobby is going to want to wear diapers just because 
he sees your boys wearing them," Ronnie said.
	"Let Bobby decide for himself," Roger said. "If he wants to try 
wearing diapers, let him, don't keep him from satisfying his curiosity, 
because this will only cause conflicts."
	Marvin and Max nodded profoundly.
	"Well, I'd rather he not get into all the diaper stuff that you're 
into," Ronnie said. Marvin and Max resented hearing their Uncle Ronnie 
talk about discouraging such diaper interests.
	"If he does, you just have to accept it," Roger said. "If he has 
the desire to wear them, it's not going to go away, and you'll only make 
things more miserable for both of you if you interfere."
	Marvin and Max agreed with this and were silently rooting for 
their father's side of the issue.
	"Let's just not plant the seed and avoid the whole issue 
altogether," Ronnie said. "Perhaps Bobby shouldn't even share your boys' 
bedroom."
	"My boys will take off their pants and get their diapers changed 
the minute we get back and then leave their pants off until they have to 
go somewhere," Roger said with a somewhat raised voice, putting emphasis 
into his words. "They'll go around in their diapers the whole time 
they're home, so Bobby is going to see them in their diapers, no matter 
what. He may get to know a few kids in his school who wear diapers as he 
gets older, so you can't hide from Bobby the fact that some people 
besides babies and toddlers wear diapers."

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