Chapter 11 –  Disney Days 1 & 2

 

The rest of Monday was a blur, after getting all our stuff off the train and loaded into a van that would take us to the Disney resort that we were staying at.  We checked into our hotel, got our vip entry passes for the rides (I get to the front of the line).  We then went over the map of the park of where things were and what we wanted to ride and the shows we wanted to see.  We then went to the park for a bit and rode some rides, saw some shows, and then arrived back at the hotel at 10:00; pooped, some of us literally.

When we arrived back in our room I noticed a large brown box, I knew immediately what it was too.  “Well the diapers arrived” I said.  I also noticed that my teddy bear had been placed on the bed too.  I pulled back the covers on my bed and transferred into it, and when I leaned back, I was out like a light.  I know I was changed by somebody, not sure who.

Tuesday we had a breakfast buffet with Disney characters and then headed to the park for more rides, shows and shopping.  As with any diaper wearer, you know that you need to be changed whenever and wherever.  I am no exception, neither is Matt.

While we were in a bathroom getting changed by my dad, this little boy said “Daddy those big boys wear diapers too, why?”

I look over and there is this face under the stall wall, which soon disappeared.  I could hear him asking his dad several times.  Finally when we were both changed, dad and us walked out; and who do we see, Little Peepin Tommy

“Why do you wear diapers” little boy said

“Cause I cannot be potty trained” I said, learning a long time ago not to try to explain why to somebody who was too little or stupid to understand”

“Cause I want to wear them” Matt said “why don’t you?”

That started it, now that little boy is probably going to want his dad to diaper him too…..

While at the park, Mike said he would get changed on his own, as he would have died to have his mom take him to the bathroom and change him. I frankly could not care less what complete strangers think of me wearing diapers and being changed by others.

Our second day at the park we found out that they had places that are a little better for changing bigger kids diapers, especially ones who are in wheelchairs, the first aid stations.  One of the cast members overheard me and Matt talking about needing to get our diapers changed to our moms, and he directed us to the first aid building.

“Hello, may I help you” the female attendant said

“um yes, I need a place to change these two” Mom said

“Ahhh yes, I can smell it now; you can go into room 2” she said and mom directed us back there.

On our way back we passed somebody about 20 or so leaving one of the rooms; being a diaper wearer, I can spot others.  This guy was a cast member too.

“I have no idea why we didn’t find out about this sooner, this place is much better than the bathrooms in the rest of the park.” Shirley said “I’ll have to be sure to tell Mike about this place, as yesterday he stayed wet the entire day because he did not want to change in the normal restrooms cause he didn’t want others hearing him change.”.

Shirley and Mom got us changed and we left the changing room, and walked towards the front desk.  We heard the lady at the front desk talking that cast member that we passed going in.  “Well Jakey, I will just have to be sure to diaper you better when you leave for work” she said, not noticing us, but ‘Jakey’ sure did as he turned 6 shades of red.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot you were still back there.  I’m Sandy, and this is Jake my boyfriend” Sandy said “Jake wears diapers just like you two”

“It’s ok Jake don’t be embarrassed, I am glad I’m diapered this week, I don’t have to get out of line to go to the bathroom.  I don’t need diapers, but like to wear them, so does my brother” Matt said

Jake now realizing that Matt wore for fun like he did lightened up “always nice to know that I’m not alone in this world”

“Oh Jake you will never be alone as long as you have your cousin, and nephew wearing diapers” Sandy said “We live next door to his cousin and his family, there are more people in diapers than out of them there.  His cousin is a paraplegic and his nephew was born with Spina Bifida, so they both are in diapers for need, but Jakey just likes to be a baby, which is fine with me”

We left shortly thereafter, but not before Jake gave my mom a card with his family’s business info on it, he said that they make cribs, onsies and other clothes for Adult Babies and those who are in diapers.

Our moms let us go off on our own and ride the rides, which was nice, it was not like we were babies and needed our moms to hold our hands, even though they did still change our diapers.

We got off one ride and Matt stopped to tie his shoe, when he bent over his diaper showed.

“Hey look, that kid is wearing a diaper” said one of two kids about our age, but a little bigger. “aww did baby go poopy in his diapee” the other one said

“Shut up, you don’t know anything about us”

“Aww did we hurt your feelings, you’re probably a diaper baby too” they said laughing as they walked off

Matt was a bit unnerved but I just brushed it off  “whatever” I said to Matt “sometimes you will meet people like that, they are just covering for some of their own insecurities”

As the afternoon wore on, we wore out.  We stopped and found a show and sat all the way in the back…. All I remember is being woken up after the show.

That night Matt and I got our swim diapers on and went down to the pool for one last time before bed. I usually would just float along on the lazy river or swim, since I could not get up on the waterslides.

“Look! It’s those  diaper boys from the park” I heard somebody say a little loudly.

I looked over and saw the two kids that we had seen at the park that day, our shirts had ridden up exposing our diapers.  I saw the two brats walking over to us “hey diaper boys, did your mommy change you into some little swimmers in case you go poo poo in the pool?”  “Baby pool is over there” the other one said.

I could see that Mike was a little worried, as was Matt. We soon found out that Mike had worn a swim diaper that was under his trunks hidden, but ours was visible above the waist of our trunks, only choice was to be a smartass.

“uh yeah she did. I have to wear all the time, I have no feeling below my ribs.  What’s your malfunction?” I shot back  “Must suck to have to wait in line when you have to pee, bet you peed yourself when you ‘spilled’ the water down your front while waiting in line today.  Yeah I saw that today”

“whatever babies, I don’t pee my pants, lets show off your diapers to everybody” the one grabbed Matt and tried to pull his trunks off….  Just about then Mike stepped forward

“Enough, why don’t you pick on somebody bigger than you” they began to back away, “what not so tough now are you”

“they’re just babies, babies should be in the other pool, I don’t want to swim in their shit. They should just run back to their mommy” the other on chimed in

“why do you care?” the taller one said

“cause there is nothing wrong with wearing a diaper, I wear them too, and I guarantee I could whoop both your asses, even with a load in my pants” Mike said as he lowered his trunks showing the top of his swim diaper

“So why don’t you run back to your mommy, before I throw you back there” Mike said as the two backed away.

That was the last of the trouble we had with them, as Mike hung with us that night in the waterpark.

Chapter 10 – Surprise Vacation

 

Towards Thanksgiving and on into December our parents would be talking and having conversations that would abruptly end when any of us entered the room.

The closer it was getting to Christmas break, the more stranger they became. At this point the 3 of us were certain that they were planning a surprise for Christmas.  We tried to pry from them what they had planned, but it did no good, they were tighter than Ft. Knox.

Christmas morning I was woke up at like 7 AM by mom.  She changed me and handed me a baby bottle of warm milk and I was re-dressed in my footed sleeper and then wheeled to the living room where mom and dad must have been up to the wee hours wrapping presents.

I got some new onsies, games for my Xbox 360, an iPad, a digital video camera, socks and pants, sleepers and overalls.  The last item I got was a pair of mouse ears from Disney, with my name on them, then mom handed me an envelope……

Inside was train tickets from Toledo to Washington DC, and then to Orlando, and 3 tickets for Disney and Universal Studios.  I looked on the train tickets and they were to depart tomorrow, which was Saturday night at 11:00.  Just then my mom turned on the TV and I saw a webcam ontop of the TV, when the TV came on it was Matt and Mike’s living room.

Mike and Matt were pretty much dressed just like me, in diapers and footed sleepers.  They too were sporting mouse ears. “We’re going to Disney World Justin!” Matt said

“Me too!” I said excitedly. “I got train tickets, I’ve never been on a train, it sounds fun”

We talked on Facebook and text throughout the day and that evening they came over to our house, so we all could leave for the drive to the train station together.  Our parents arranged for a van to come pick us up and take us to the station, which meant that our lift van was not going to sit in the lot for the whole time we were gone.

When we arrived at the train station around 10:00 and we were greeted by the conductor and several Red Caps who helped get our luggage to our sleeper cars, and then helped load me and my wheelchair aboard. I’m glad that we got sleeper rooms, as it was easier for me to get out of my chair and for me to get changed.  By the time the train left, I was quite wet and messy too.  The trip from Toledo to Washington DC was 13 hours long, but it was through the night.

As soon as we got settled in, there was a knock at the door, it was our car attendant.  He gave us a reservation for breakfast and let us know how meals would work for me, as I was unable to get to the dining car, since it is upstairs on this train.

I then drifted off to sleep, only to awaken somewhere on the east side of Pittsburgh as the train switched over to another track and a freight train barreled by us with its horn blowing.  I soon drifted off to sleep with the gentle rocking of the train

The next morning (Sunday) outside of Cumberland MD at 9:15 there was a knock on the door for our sleeper car.  It was James, the car attendant letting us know that our reservation was soon in the dining car, or should I say everybody else’s reservation, I was staying put.

Our parents got us all changed into clean diapers and headed upstairs.

Matt stayed back and ate breakfast with me, while our moms, dads and Mike went upstairs to the dining car for breakfast.  We both got cream stuffed crepes, yummy!!

Matt and I talked about all the fun things we were going to do at Disney, and some places that we wanted to go to in DC too.

Most of all Matt was excited cause his mom and dad said that he could stay diapered the entire time.  I asked him if Mike was planning on wearing the whole time as well, and he thought so, as usually Mike would tell one of his parents or just change and not get into another diaper if he didn’t want to wear; and so far he did not act like he did not want to be diapered.

After Matt and I were done eating, our car attendant knocked on the cabin door and I yelled for him to come in.  He brought us both warm chocolate muffins.  He also left us a large size trash bag.

“Good morning boys, I brought you some dessert for you, and I will take your plates.  I also wanted to bring a larger trash bag for you to throw your diapers away in, having 3 boys in diapers, our little trash cans are just not big enough for that trash.

“If you need anything just press the call button.  When your parents get back I will be more than happy to make the room up for daytime if you need it.  Did you want me to make your beds up now”

We told him we were good with the bottom bunk staying as a bed, we thanked James, and he left.  Matt and I played around on our phones till our parents and Mike came back.

I knew the condition of Mike’s diaper as soon as he came in, he was also red faced as well

“OK stinky, assume the position” Shirley said as she laid out a changing mat on the other sofa and Mike laid down on it

“I’m sorry mom, I tried to hold it till we got back here, but I just couldn’t” Mike said

“It’s fine, that is why you are in a diaper, to use them, not take them off all the time.  So, I take it that you are going to be diapered the whole trip too” Shirley said

“Well… I… Um” Mike hem-hawed

“Yes or no!” she said smacking his exposed bottom

“OW!! Yes, I thought I would try” Mike screeched as his mom kept right on with the diaper change.

Shirley let his legs down onto a dry diaper and taped it shut “there all done!” she said as she saw the large trashbag hanging on the closet door.

“I see that James brought us a larger trashbag, such a nice man”

“He is very nice, he brought us chocolate chip muffins  too” I said

It was about 10:30 am Sunday morning, and we had about 75 more miles to get to Washington DC, but it would take another 2 hours to get there.

Matt, Mike, and I all talked about the things we wanted to do in DC while our parents sat and read some brochures that they brought along.

About 12:15 James came to our car to let us know that we are going to be pulling into DC and came to collect the trash and brought us some bottled water and snacks before we left the train.

“Ummm can you come back in about 10 minutes, I’m going to change the boys before we get to DC” Shirley said

“Sure thing, Trust me, they are not the only kids their ages who wear diapers, my sons do as well” James said

“Really?” I said inquisitively “do they need them for medical need”

He got a look on his face of wonder, knowing that I understood that not all kids wear diapers for medical need.  “Well my older boy used to need them, and he decided he wanted to keep wearing them, and my younger son just never got out of them.  They both are potty trained, but they like their diapers”

“Well I like wearing them and so does my brother Mike, but Justin has to wear them cause he has no control” Matt said

“Oh, it’s no problem, you three are well behaved, some kids are running up and down the train, which isn’t safe, nor is it very nice to the other passengers. I will be back before we pull into DC to take care of the trash.

Sure enough he came back, just as we all got done being changed and he bid us farewell, and told us to enjoy DC and then Orlando when we got there.

When we arrived at Union Station in Washington DC, again we were helped with our luggage by the red caps, we were staying a night and afternoon in DC to see the sights. We got to our hotel, and dropped off the luggage at our rooms, grabbed some stuff from the luggage and set off.

We had booked a hop on and off bus that their entire fleet was wheelchair accessible.  I was glad that I had packed my smart drive wheel.  I knew that even though we were on a bus tour that there would be a lot of ‘walking’ and my arms would be so tired.  I had charged it up before leaving the house.

“What is that thing” Matt asked seeing my dad clamping the device to the frame of my wheelchair.

“It’s a smart drive, it gives me a little help when wheeling around for long distances, where my arms are going to be very tired.  It makes touring places more fun for me.” I said.

“Ok, all done, here’s your wristband” Dad said “Everybody ready to go?”

We headed to the lobby and out to the street and soon a bus came along and stopped.  The driver motioned for us to stand back, and deployed the ramp.  It flipped outward from the entrance and the part inside the bus was a ramp up to the floor level.  As soon as I wheeled forward I could feel my assisted drive help push me upwards.  Everybody else followed up the ramp.  Once inside dad helped strap my chair down while everybody else found a seat.  Some other passengers were nice enough to move so that we all could sit together.

The idea was to go as far out as we could which was Arlington National Cemetary where we watched the changing of the guard.  Then to the World War II Memorial, the Holocaust Museum before heading back to the hotel.

The next morning we packed up our luggage, stored it at the hotel and went out on the bus tour again.  Today we wanted to see the Lincoln Memorial, Vietnam War Memorial, and then to Fords theatre.  By the time we made it through all the stops, we were hungry and it was about 3 hours before the train took off, so we went back to the hotel and we got shuttled to Union Station to board our train.  We got a quick bite to eat at the train station after we checked our luggage in.

Our train was scheduled to leave at 7:30 pm. So we would get dinner on board the train.  The adults decided to eat by themselves tonight and left us kids in the sleeper car.  Our attendant Brian was so nice, he too had heard from James about us and made sure the car was stocked with bottled water, and trash bags.

After dinner, Brian came back with hot fudge sundaes for us all.  By this time I was hoping mom came back soon, I was sure I had messed, and it smelled like somebody else did too.  It was rank in here!

Our parents came back shortly and had us all taken care of in no time at all.

“OK, now we are going to bed early tonight as we arrive in Orlando around noon, and we will have a busy day, and I don’t want to be dragging around cranky little boys” My mom said

“But mom! It’s not even 10 O’clock I don’t want to go to bed this early, it is vacation!” I whined, she didn’t budge on it either.

Our moms then proceeded to get us ready for bed for the night, Brian came in and made the car into beds.

“Look who has some nice jammies” Brian cooed as he looked at the three of us in footed sleepers, we blushed 10 shades of red.  “ok all done, you boys have a nice sleep tonight” he said as he turned to my mom and asked about the breakfast reservation for 7:00 am

“OK bedtime” Shirley said and turned off the light.

Matt and I texted back and forth for about another 30 minutes before we got told to go to sleep, that was about 9:30 PM

Sometime in the night I woke up to the sound of the train coming to a stop somewhere outside of myrtle beach SC, I think a freight train woke me up again, but again I drifted off to sleep, only to be woke up by my dad changing me about 6:45 am

“You stunk!” was all he said as he cleaned me up and re-diapered me “there all done”

“where are we?” I asked groggily

“Outside Savannah Georgia” He whispered, “We need to get breakfast in, then we will get a lunch right before getting off the train at 12:30”

Again we had breakfast in our room and then napped a bit till around noon, then got a light lunch, got changed, and gathered our things to get off the train.

Meeting us trackside was Mickey, Goofy and Pooh.  We grabbed our luggage and headed to the ground transportation.  Mom had called ahead and made sure the resort would send a handicap van.

Chapter 9 – Michael gets caught

 

In October I decided to invite Matt and Michael, now that he knew about Matt’s diapers over for the night, our parents were going out to a Halloween party in town and would be gone till really late.  We planned to play PS3 and watch movies.  Mom had ordered pizza before they left and we were well stocked up on the drinks.

Matt arrived diapered as he usually does, he quickly stripped down to just a onsie and I did too, leaving Michael the odd man out.  About an hour after the pizza arrived Mike disappeared to go to the bathroom and he was taking some time.  I rolled back towards my room and found mike standing in my room

“So this is your room. Looks like a toddler’s room with all the stuffed animals.  Those onsie shirts look neat, you have ones with babyish stuff on them” Michael said

“Yes, did you need anything?” I asked, knowing what he probably wanted  “they are in the cabinet right here and there is powder and lotion on the changing table over there”

He looked at me like I was a mind reader “How’d you know”

“I’m good, what can I say, now get diapered up and get back out there, we are waiting on you” I said

Sure enough 5 minutes later Michael came out, still in his shorts and t-shirt but crinkling.

Matt shot him a look “Why are you in a diaper? I thought you hated them that day that mom made you wear them?”

Michael got real nervous “well um you see, I don’t like them as much as you do, but they were nice when I was playing COD with you that day, I did not have to get up and go to the bathroom.  I admit that since I caught you and you started leaving your footlocker unlocked, I have been grabbing a few diapers here and there.”

“I knew something was up, cause I always wrap my diaper up a certain way and there have been other diapers in the pail now and then, more than I used.  Matt said  “So when you went back to the bathroom and it took you so long, were you trying to find the diaper cabinet or are you that slow at diapering up”

“Hey I’m not as good at that like you two are”

The night wore on, Michael had to change once, and when he came out he was in just his diaper and t-shirt.  We all began to doze off, the next thing I remember was a flash and giggling.

We had all fallen asleep on the sofa in just our shirts and diapers, all 3 of us wet, and our parents came home to find us that way. This also meant that Michael just got caught

“Look like we have 3 boys who need their diapers changed” Shirley said  “How did you two get Michael into a diaper?”

I spoke up “he wondered into my room and I pointed him towards the diaper cabinet and he put it on all on his own, there was no arm twisting, or trickery involved, he did it all on his own”

“Michael I did not know that you too liked wearing diapers” My mom said

“Well judging by the fit he threw when I punished him for making fun of Matt, I would not have guessed either” Shirley said

“M…Mom I didn’t like it before that day, but I have to admit that they are ok.  I don’t like them to the extent that Matt does, but I will be honest, I have been sneaking a diaper here and there from Matt’s stash since he does not lock it up.” Michael confessed

“Honey I kind of knew that somebody else was wearing them when I started to see more diapers in the diaper pail and his supply was going down quicker than it should have.” Shirley said

“Please don’t be mad at me mom” Michael said, obviously worried that his mom would be mad at him.

“Sweety, I’m not mad.  If you like wearing them, then that is fine, wear whenever you like.  Would you like to just share Matt’s stock, or did you want me to get you your own setup?” Shirley said

“I really don’t know, can we discuss this later” Michael said, getting overwhelmed with all of what was happening

“Sure, but for now lets get you and Matt changed” Shirley said

“Same for you Justin” Mom said as she picked me up and put me in my chair and pushed me towards my room.

“what time is it?” Not even thinking what the time was.

“It’s shortly before 2am.  I think it is best that you boys just spend the night here” Shirley said as she was changing Matt, while Michael waited his turn, not certain he wanted his mom to change him, but he was too tired to want to do it himself.

“OK Justin, all done, I’m going to get the air mattress for the third person to sleep on, Shirley and Charlie are going to stay in the guest room, and then we are going to bed.  You boys sleep good” My mom said

“This one already is” Shirley said as she pointed at Michael asleep on the changing table while she was changing him.  “just gonna leave him right there, all that excitement must have worn him out” as she covered him up with a blanket, and then the lights were turned out, I think I was asleep before my eyes even adjusted to the lack of light.

The next morning brought several questions from Michael.

“So mom changed me and I fell asleep while she was doing it? Where did this pacifier come from?” he asked holding the pacifier as he sat up on the changing table.

“Yes you fell asleep when she was changing you, and mom gave you the pacifier” Matt said

“Oh man I gotta go” Mike said “I might as well just use this diaper” resigning himself to the fact that if he was diapered, that he should use the diaper.

A few minutes later we heard some stirring from the adult’s and shortly after Charlie and my dad came in the room.  “Well Charles, are you ready for diaper changing” Dad asked.

“Might as well get started on Mike” Charlie said as he grabbed 2 diapers from the cabinet along with a tub of wipes “OK, I’m not the best at this, but at least you won’t be kicking and not following directions like you were when you were 2”

“Umm dad, why did you get 2 diapers, I don’t want to wear another one” Mike said

“Oh well, too bad, that is what you are getting put on you, talk to your mom about it; I’m just following directions.  Now lay on your back and behave.” Charlie said to his son

Charlie untapped Mike’s diaper and cleaned him up and re-diapered him “ok up you go, the ladies should have breakfast started, so head to the kitchen.  OK Matt you’re next”

Matt went over and laid down, as my dad was just finishing up on my diaper change

“Dad, why did Mike have to wear another diaper, when he didn’t want to” Matt asked his dad

“Well your mom thought it was best if he stayed in diapers this weekend to see if this was what he really wanted or not, before we spend more money on diaper stuff.  Plus she was not thrilled that he was sneaking your diapers; it upset her that he thought that he could not talk to her about it” Charlie explained to Matt

About that time I was in my chair and out to the kitchen, Matt and Charlie shortly followed.  We all ate a nice breakfast. Matt, Mike and their parents stayed around for a little bit. Mike and Shirley had went to the bedroom to discuss some things, when they came out, it looked like Mike had been crying some, and he was still in a diaper under his shorts.  Shortly after that they left.

Matt told me at school on Monday that Mike stayed in diapers the whole weekend and never complained about having to be in them the whole weekend, even with his mom making him mess the diaper and insisting that he be changed by an adult.

That was the first of many times from October up to Christmas that Matt and Mike were at the house and both were diapered.  Now since Mike knew about my diapers and Matt’s and he also wore, I was even able to stay the night at a friend’s house; and I mean the whole night too, not leaving at bedtime cause I was in diapers.

Chapter 8 – The rest of summer – I don’t want to go back to school

 

That summer, Matt and I hung out a lot, almost daily, and he slept over often.  His mom and my mom became close friends.  Matt’s mom continued to diaper him and baby him when the time was available; his dad even did so several times.

Eventually Matt’s brother Michael did find out he was in diapers, Matt either forgot to lock his bedroom door, or his brother came home unexpectedly, but never the less, he knew.  Michael did promise not to go blabbing about it to his friends.  At home was different, Michael would call him “baby”, “diaper boy”, would always make comments about it smelling like somebody needed a diaper change and that stuff.

One night in August about a week before school Matt had enough of his brother’s shit, and decided that revenge is a dish best served cold, and wet, and sometimes stinky.  I don’t know who would have given Matt any sort of laxative that was clear and virtually tasteless (innocent eyes), but he got some.

Michael was always a deep sleeper, never deep enough to wet the bed, but not easy to wake.  That night Matt laced Mike’s drink that he got right before bed with the laxative and waited till he fell asleep.  He then got a large glass of warm water and snuck into Mike’s room.   It took some work, but he got his hand into the glass.  In the night the water did it’s trick and so did the laxative.  The next morning Matt made sure that he was taking up the bathroom right about the time that Mike would wake up.

After waking up finding his sheets and clothes wet, he felt a rumble in his bowels and panic set in, he had to run to the bathroom NOW!.  Running to the main bathroom in the house he found it occupied, “COME ON, I GOTTA GO, HURRY UP DIAPER BOY”  but Matt probably could not hear him, he had the shower running (so mike thought).  Desparate he went to his parent’s room and tried to use their bathroom, only to find his mom in the bathroom.  The urge became way too much and he messed his pants.

As if right on cue, his mom opened the door to see her 15, almost 16 year old standing there with obviously wet shorts and the gravy leg “oh Michael, what did you do, you smell, go take a shower, rinse your clothes out in the shower and leave them there.”

“It’s fucking diaper boy that did this mom, I know he did something to me” Mike screamed in an attempt to not sound like a cry baby pussy.

“Your brother made you wet and mess your pants, why would he do that?” Shirley said

“Probably to get back at me for teasing him about his diapers” Mike said, not thinking that his mom would remember him being told not to tease his brother

“well ain’t karma a bitch! Go get cleaned up and meet me in your room when you are done” Shirley said, getting more annoyed by the second

She then went and found Matt, who had heard all the commotion “You!” She pointed at him “that was not very nice to do that to your brother, and don’t say you didn’t do it either, cause I know you did”

Matt hung his head “I’m sorry mom, but he kept teasing me and making fun of me, even after you and dad told him to stop.  He even said he was going to tell everybody at school.  For once I wanted to get him back for being so mean to me”

“Well it worked! Why didn’t you tell me he was teasing you that much, your father and I would have made him stop” Shirley said

“He wouldn’t have stopped, he never does” Matt said almost crying thinking that he was going to be in trouble.

“Well let me handle him, and yes, you too will be punished, I’ll be back for you next” She said as she walked into Mike’s room.  Upon seeing the wet spot on his bed and the total disarray of his room, she formulated a punishment for him picking on his little brother.

She went to Matt’s room and got a changing pad, and some diapers and supplies, just in time for Michael to enter the room.

“Wha…. What are those” he said startled, knowing fully well what they were “I’m not wearing that, I’m not like diaper boy who likes to piss and shit his pants”

SLAP!!! Shirley smacked Michael right across the face “I have had about enough of you calling your brother diaper boy, and since you continued to torment him well after your dad and I told you to stop, you can just wear a diaper too.  Now lay down on the changing mat, or the next slap will be accompanied by 19 more across my knee”

Knowing what was good for him, he complied and laid down on the mat, rubbing his sore face from where he was slapped, as his mom stripped him of his towel and proceeded to ready the diaper

“lift up” she said as she slid the powdered back half of the diaper under him.  She then powdered the front side of him and brought the diaper up and taped it up tight.

“There all nice, dry and clean” she said as she patted the front of his diaper “mommy loves you”  as she pulled him into a sitting position.  “Now go play nicely in the living room while I deal with your brother”

“He better get punished for what he did to me” Michael shot back

“Don’t you worry about him, or you may find yourself in diapers for longer than I had planned” Shirley quipped

“Just how long” Michael asked, this time more calmer and nicer, hoping it would buy him favor

“Till I am certain that you learned your lesson” Shirley replied as she led him out of the room

“Wait can I get some shorts” Michael said trying to go back into his room

“nope, you will not be hiding your diaper”

Shirley then went and found Matt and gave him a stern look “Now for you young man, you must be punished as well.  Come here” she said as she sat down on her bed.  Matt received 10 smacks to his backside, which he was crying before the first one even happened.  “Now Matthew, you know mommy loves you and Michael both the same, but sometimes you need to know that there are rules and boundaries, you should have told mommy or daddy that Michael was still teasing you.  Now lay down on your bed”

Shirley got the diapering supplies out and diapered Matt up and sent him out to the living room just like she did Michael.  Following behind him she told the boys “you both behave and play nice, or there will be spankings to follow”

The boys sat there in silence for about 30 minutes before Michael first spoke “I gotta pee, I need to get this thing off”

“I am willing to bet if she put you in it, she expects it to be used” Matt said “just relax and let it happen”

After struggling and groaning Matt saw ‘the look’ that meant one thing, that and the yellow spot that was growing on the front of Michael’s diaper.

“Better now?” Matt asked

“That is strange, and it was so hard to let go, I thought I was going to burst first.  I’m sorry I made fun of you” Michael said

“I’m sorry I gave you a laxative and then made you wet your bed” Matt said

“How long do you think she will make me wear this diaper?  Do you think she will let me change if I go find her” Michael asked

“I’m not sure how long she will make you wear them, probably just the whole day, and that diaper has a lot more to take before it needs changed” Matt advised his older brother

“Oh God!!, I got to go, I don’t want to do that in this diaper” Michael said referring to going #2, which likely would still be a sloppy mess seeing that the laxative was still working through his bowels

“I take it that the laxative is still working? you might as well get it done and over with, the sooner you mess, the sooner she will probably change you” Matt said

That day Matt and Michael both stayed inside in just their diapers, by the end of the day Michael was ready to get out of diapers.  He was sure glad he had a diaper on instead of pooping his pants like he did that morning, and he did not have to stop playing Call of Duty when he needed to wet either.

Michael was sent to bed in a diaper that night, and the next morning he was allowed to get out of diapers, Matt decided to just stay diapered most of the time from then on.  He had the ability to walk around the house in just a diaper and tee-shirt when Michael was around since he knew that he would no longer be tormented for wearing diapers.

Unbeknownst to their mother and Matt, Michael did sneak a few diapers from Matt that summer to wear when he felt like it, he would always get them back to the diaper pail or hide them in the trash when he was done.

The end of August brought the start of the school year.  Matt was told that he would need to be out of diapers during school, unless he wanted to risk getting caught.

Matt would sleep diapered each night, get up shower and go the school like a big boy, and almost as soon as he got home, back to a diaper. Some days he would just ride home with Justin and hang out diapered there too.

Chapter 7  – Monday – New Doctors and pool party fun

This part is narrarated by Justin

After Matt left, I helped dad with some work out in the garage with a new project.  Dad had decided to get an outdoor above ground pool at our house, rather than always running to the old farm house to go swimming, and my indoor lap pool was too small to really enjoy with others.  So we were cutting the needed boards for adding onto the deck, and pre assembling a hoist for the pool, so I could get in and out of the pool.   Dad and I had laid out where the new pool would be going, tore up the grass, leveled it out, and placed a sand base under the pool area, so it was all ready for the installers.

The pool would be installed tomorrow, when I was at my doctor’s appointment.  Since we moved here, I had to get a new doctor for general medicine and one for my SB; luckily they both were in the same complex.

That morning was rush rush rush, the pool people could not find the house and were at the other place; mom had to give them directions on how to get here.  I talked to Matt, and he was telling me how his mom babied him last night and that he really enjoyed it a lot.  Which was funny since she had told him that she was not going to be changing him or babying him; I guess things do change.  Then right about the time I was ready to go to my doctor’s appointments my bowels let loose.  So that meant I had to get cleaned up and changed again.

Mom and I drove the 10 miles into town and signed into the medical center.  Dr. Johnson and Dr. Smith had both ordered many tests to be done, they wanted blood, urine and x-rays as well.  I never enjoy the first two of those. I hate needles, and to get a urine sample from me they use a catheter which I don’t like.  X-Rays are not bad at all, I just usually need help onto the table at most places, but this place had a table I could easily transfer onto.

While I was being poked and tubed, mom was filling out all the forms for both doctors, both doctors had the same questionnaire.  The first one I saw was Dr. Johnson, who looked over everything; ears, throat, nose, eyes, reflexes, and felt around my stomach, noting the top of my diaper sticking out of my shorts.  The normal stuff a doctor looks at, he went over my bloodwork and urine test and x-rays and said they were good.  Then it was off to Dr. Smith’s office.

We were sent with my labs, and x-rays for Dr. Smith to look at as well.  For his exam, I had to get into a gown, he checked the same things, as well  and when he lifted my gown I think he was startled by the baby printed disposable diaper.

“So you manage your incontinence with diapers?” He asked inquisitively

“yes, I don’t care to use other methods” I spoke up, “I don’t like the feeling of the catheter, and pull-ups are not very good, plus I have to get completely undressed to change them.  I’d rather just wear a diaper that works for me and keeps my pants dry”

“That is OK, just thought the prints on the diaper were a little unique” He said

“Yeah, I modeled for a company in Europe and they were marketing a line of youth diapers with prints, I got a very large quantity of them as part of my pay.” I said

“OK, hey were you ever in photo ads in England?” he asked

Blushing I admitted “yes, I was in advertisements for that company in the UK.  They wanted to use me in the US, but I said NO WAY!”

“I thought you looked familiar, I seen your photo when I was at a conference in the UK, and that is ok, whatever works for you, but if you are ever interested in alternate methods of management, we can talk about them.  I wish some of my other patients had the outlook that you do.” He said

“So are you fecally incontinent as well?” he asked

“Sadly I am, and my schedule is all off since we moved here….” I started

We formulated a bowel plan to get me back on track, and I hope it will work. Overall my appointments were good, not a bad way to spend the afternoon.  Afterwards mom and I dropped my prescriptions off, and then went to lunch.  When we got home that night I started the bowel program, which included a nice big enema  and some quality time on the toilet.  Well at least I can multitask and surf the internet. I got all the enema let out and had a movement, then waited a bit more; when I thought I was done I called mom to help me get cleaned up.  Then I was re-diapered for bed, hopefully I would not be messy in the morning.

I had a hard time sleeping that night, I was so excited to have a friend who too was into diapers, even if it was by choice and he could decide when he wanted to wear.  I was happy for Matt that his mom and dad were somewhat cool with him wearing too.

Tuesday morning brought much excitement, I woke up without a messy diaper, the first time in a month.  I was able to roll to the bathroom, get my diaper off and sit on the toilet and poop.   I got cleaned up and went back to my room and re-diapered just in time to have mom arrive, thinking that she would have her normal dooty duty.

“Well then!, I guess you don’t need mommy to wipe your butt this morning” she said sarcastically.

“Nope, I think the colon cleanse cleaned me out and reset my bowels,  hopefully this works.  I will try to sit again after lunch and see how that goes.” I said

“Well your father said the milk truck filled the pool overnight and he is just now getting the water ready for swimming.  If you want to you can invite Matt and his mom over this afternoon” Mom said

“I’ll see if he is on facebook in a minute, but what’s for breakfast, cold cereal and toast?” I said, hoping she would make breakfast for me, but probably not”

“yep, with a side of chores, you got dishes to do, and don’t forget to take your pills either” Mom said

“OK, OK, You know how I love dishes, and I will take my pills like a good little boy for my mommy” I said being silly

I called Matt and told him that he and his mom were invited to come over this afternoon.  They accepted the invite.  Now I had to look up my swim diapers.

Around 3PM Matt and his mom Shirley arrived.  I noticed that Matt was in a diaper by the way he walked and I could hear the crinkle as well.

“OK, boys in the house and get changed” My mom said

“Matt go into Justin’s room and lets get your wet diaper off” Shirley said

I entered my room with mom, Matt and Shirley following; mom had me transfer onto my bed and she changed me into a swim diaper.  I looked over and Shirley was pulling Matt’s shorts off revealing a soaked diaper.

“here Shirley, he can use these” mom said as she threw a swim diaper towards them

Matt seemed surprised that he was going to be dressed in just a swim diaper alone, and his face said it too “Don’t worry Matty, mommy don’t care if you want to wear diapers, so why not just wear just a diaper around Justin.”

“OK, I guess so” Matt said, still puzzled

“They don’t hold pee, just poop” I chimed in as I rolled out of the room and towards the kitchen

On the deck I rolled up to the pool’s edge and just launched myself out of my chair into the pool, Matt was soon to follow with a cannonball

“Ahhhh  COLD!!” I screamed as I came above the water, Matt did the same.  We looked to the deck to see our mom’s just busting out laughing.

“You two were in such a hurry to get into the water that you did not realize that the water has not had time to heat up yet” Mom said through her laughter  “it will feel better in a minute or 10” and it was not that bad after a few minutes.  Mom and Shirley got in the pool as well.

Matt and I were probably in the pool maybe an hour when I noticed Matt start to squirm. “what’s up” I asked

“gotta poop” he said through his gritted teeth, meaning the urge was bad

“Well you probably shouldn’t poop in the pool if you can help it” I said, “but if it happens you have a swim diaper on, but you then gotta get out of the pool”

Right about that time one of the moms heard us “OK both of you out of the pool, diaper check time” My mom said.

Matt got out grabbed a towel and quickly dried off and ran into the house to use the bathroom.  I was lifted from the pool, checked and told to go sit on the toilet for a bit, then we would do lunch and then more pool time (after making us wait 30 minutes after eating).

I was surprised that my body was getting back in sync, I sat on the toilet and waited for about 5 minutes and my bowels decided to move for me.  I got cleaned up and rolled back to my room and diapered up, since I knew I would likely be needing it for the time from now till I got back in the pool.

As I was getting dried off and diapered back up, Matt appeared at my bedroom door with his towel wrapped around him. “umm…, could I umm.. you” he mumbled

“Do you want a diaper and want me to diaper you?” I asked, a bit peeved that he didn’t just come out and say it, I mean it’s not like I’m not good at changing diapers and I’ve not seen him naked before.

He nodded his head that he did

“You know you just have to ask, no need to beat around the bush about it” I told him “Now make sure you are dried off good and go lay down on the changing table” I said as I fetched a diaper for him.

“OK, lift up” I said as I slid the diaper under him, powdered him up and taped it up “All done; better now?”

“Yes, thank you. Since meeting you and getting to wear diapers, I’ve been so happy” Matt said

“Boys lunch is ready” Shirley called us as we both went to the kitchen in nothing but a diaper

We eventually did get back in the pool, after a few hours of sitting on the deck.

Chapter 6 – Sunday – Matt goes home.

This chapter is narrated by Matt.

The next morning, I woke up as the sun streamed into the room.  My diaper was still dry for the moment…… not anymore.  I am telling you, nothing beats the feeling of pee flowing into your diaper when you are laying down.  I look over and see my new friend Justin still sleeping, pacifier in his mouth.

I lay in bed until Justin woke up.  “Hey man, I don’t even remember getting to bed last night”, I said

“Yeah mom carried you in and changed you” Justin said “I was barely awake when she carried me in.  It also looks like I am stuck here; she did not bring my chair in either”

About that time, Justin’s dad Jim came in. “So, how many dirty diapers do I have to change this morning?”  It was then that I realized that he was going to change me.  Now, I was embarrassed enough when Justin’s mom changed me, but now his dad was going to change me.

I didn’t have too long too long to ponder this as “OK, Matt, you’re first” he said as he went to the cabinet and came back with another diaper and a tub of wipes. “Just relax, I am experienced at changing diapers, no matter what my wife says” he said as he reached down and unsnapped my onsie and undid my diaper

“OK, all done” he said as he patted the front of my diaper “You can do your own snaps” he said as he went to work on Justin.  “Breakfast is in the kitchen”

I sat through breakfast, I just did not know what I was going to do, it all felt odd.  Just yesterday my mom caught me in a diaper and diapered me and told me that she was ok with me wearing.  What are my older brothers going to think…? I’m 13 years old after all!  They are going to really tease me if they find out, probably tell all their friends who will tell their brothers and sisters who will then spread it around the school.

I guess my thoughts were evident, “Matthew are you OK, what are you crying for” Mrs. Apton said.

Realizing I had tears streaming down my face, “I… I’m just scared that my brothers and others at school will find out about me wearing diapers.  My brothers are very mean; they’ll tell everybody they know”

“Well sweetie, you may just have to wear when they are not there.  Your one brother is off at college, and the other one works, so you should have time if you want to wear.  You mom and I talked last night and she just wants you to be happy” Mrs. Apton said

That made me feel a little better, but I was still unsure about what would happen at home.

Justin and I played on the computer till about 1pm when my mom came by to pick me up.  I was still in a diaper and onsie and was quite wet, and had just messed too.  I did not hear her even come in and come up behind me

“Hey there, oh boy somebody is stinky” mom said as she hugged me “lets go get you changed” as she grabbed me by the shoulders and directed me to Justin’s bedroom.

“Nobody is at home; your dad and Michael (my younger of my two older brothers) are out fishing and won’t be back till tomorrow night.” She said as she directed me to the changing table, grabbing a diaper along the way. “I had time to think about you wanting to be diapered, and I am willing to give it a try.  Now lets get that diaper off” Mom said as she preceded to change me.

When we got out to the kitchen I noticed a case of diapers sitting by the door, along with a sack that looked like it had some clothes in it and a bottle and sippy cup.  I wonder what is going on.

Mom and I got all my stuff gathered up, along with the diapers and the sack with the clothes and stuff in it.  “I’ll send the onesies and stuff back when I get his new ones”, Mom said as she told me to load them into the car.

The ride home was very quiet, I was too scared to even talk to mom much, and I think she got that vibe too.  I got home to an empty house. Strange, as it seems that somebody is always there.

“Go ahead and take your stuff to your room, I’ll be right up to help you put your stuff away” Mom said, as I carried the case of diapers to my room and noticed a new storage chest at the end of my bed and a padlock on the bed.

Mom came up behind me and said “the footlocker is for you to put your diapers and things in and lock them up, so your brothers don’t find them.  Now the only two people who will have keys are you and me, because I may need to re-stock it for you” We put all the diapers and clothes in the chest, and locked it up. I noticed that she left a baby bottle out “You and I have the whole night to ourselves.  I’m going to make dinner, so go in the living room and watch TV.  I’ll call you when it is ready” She said taking the bottle with her.  I went to the living room and settled into watching tv and surfing the internet on my laptop.

“Here” my mom said as she came up behind me and handed me the baby bottle, which looked to have chocolate milk in it.  I reclined my end of the sofa and quietly drank my bottle and watched TV, trying to take in all that has been happening this weekend.

About 45 minutes later mom came back into the living room, I had started to doze off a bit, “Wake up sweety, supper is ready.  Did you like your bottle?”

“I guess so” I said, kind of stunned that she would ask about the bottle.  I got up and waddled into the kitchen, taking my bottle with me.  Mom had made my favorite dinner, fettuccini alfredo with broccoli, and then we had ice cream.

Somewhere between before dinner, during and after dinner I had managed to wet my diaper a couple times.  Mom, having the kitchen cleaned up, brought me another baby bottle of chocolate milk, this time warm.  Noticing that my diaper had to be wet, my mom went to my room and got a diaper and some wipes.  She came back in the living room as I was laying on the couch watching TV and drinking my bottle. “now enjoy your bottle while mommy changes your diaper” she softly said.

I was too engrossed in my TV show to notice till she had started to take off my shorts and unsnap my onsie.  I was not about to say anything, I just laid there sucking on my bottle and watching TV.  I knew that this was truly a treat for me to be cared for like a baby, and I probably would not be able to do this all that often either. “There, all done, you really soaked that diaper” She said patting my diaper, as I started blushing at what just happened. By this time I was done with the bottle and mom took it from me. I sat up on the couch to see where she was going and when she came back she sat where my head had been and then pulled me onto her lap, pressing yet another bottle to my lips.  I think she is setting me up for some major wet diapers.

“mommy put a lock on your bedroom door, so you would have some more privacy when you are wearing a diaper, so your brothers don’t walk in on you” She told me in her supportive way

“does daddy know” I said while sucking on the bottle, worried about what my dad would say about me wearing diapers and the baby stuff.  My dad and I don’t really mesh; he likes to fish and hunt, I like more musical and technological stuff, which he does not understand.  His lack of understanding and non-interest just pushes a wedge further between us, leading up to anger.

“Yes, daddy knows, while he may not understand it like I do; he promises to not tell your brothers, nor to make any comments about it, unless you talk about it” mom said, kind of giving me a little hope.  “now you need to realize that with Michael still living at home, and Robby coming home on breaks, you may at some point get caught, or they may find out”.

Now THAT worried me; I know my brothers, they will relentlessly tease and make fun of me for this, heck Michael may blab about it to all his friends who will in turn tell their younger siblings. I couldn’t help it, I started to cry some.  “but mommy they will make fun of me and tell people”

“Well sweetie, that is a chance you have to take, when and if they do find out, mommy and daddy will make sure to tell them that they are not to tell others or make fun of you.  The only other way to avoid them catching you, is to come right out and tell Michael and I can email Robby at college.  It is your choice”  Mom said while softly stroking my hair as I drank my 3^rd bottle of the night.

“I think I will wait till later to tell them if I do at all” I said through the bottle

“That’s fine, when you wear at night, there is a trash can with a lid on it in your closet, just drop your diaper in there and I will take care of it. I would suggest to not make a poopy diaper, cause that smell will be hard to hide.  If it is just me and you here for the day like it was today, then you can ask if you can make poopy.”

All that talk about poop made me realize the growing urge in my bowels, I started to squirm and mom just kept playing with my hair saying “it’s ok Matty, just relax and let it happen”.  She was giving permission for me to mess my diaper.  I just relaxed and let it happen, it took me a bit but when I was finished, mom told me I was a good boy; which made me cry.  It is not often that I am told I am a good boy.  We snuggled for about 30 more minutes before mom announced that I needed changed and to get ready for bed.

I went back to my bedroom and waited for mom to come in and change me; which she did, and then dressed me in a onsie and a pair of shorts before tucking me into bed for the night.

I slept very good Sunday night, and when I woke up that next morning to mom in my room hanging clothes up.  “Did you sleep good sweetie?”  she stopped what she was doing.

I had to get online and tell Justin about it

Matt: I just can’t describe how nice it was to spend time with my mom being treated like a little baby again.  She changed my diaper while I was drinking a bottle and watching TV.

Justin: You mean she just up and changed you without asking if you needed it?

Matt: Yes, I didn’t realize what she was doing till she started taking my shorts off, and something in me just let her do it too; like it was normal and what I wanted.

Justin: Awesome.

Matt: even more after that she laid me on her lap and fed me a bottle too, then when I tried to get up to go to the bathroom to use the toilet to poop, she just held me there and told me to just use my diaper.

Justin:  No way!

Matt: yes way, then she changed me and put me to bed.  I tell ya, all those bottles made me have to wet at least 2 or 3 times in the night, I was super soaked this morning. She changed me again when I got up and told me I could just run around diapered till this afternoon, but then had to be a “big boy” as she put it cause my dad and Michael are coming home.  I may try to wear to bed again tonight.

Justin: You don’t want Michael to know you wear diapers? LOL

Matt: uh no, mom said that eventually I will probably get caught; but if I came out, then I could control the situation.  I don’t know about telling him, but I don’t think I am going to do that unless I have to. Mom said that her and dad would make sure if him or Robby find out that they know not to blab about it or tease me.

Justin: That’s nice, I don’t think I would tell him either unless you have to, I mean in a year or so he will be out of the house at college anyways.  Mom says I got to get changed, I got a dr. appointment in town with my new dr.  Maybe we can hang out sometime this week?

Matt: Oh dr appt sounds so fun.  Yeah I’d like to hang out sometime this week, call me, maybe we could go to the pool.

Justin: Well dad says that our outdoor pool should be installed this week, then he just has to finish the deck to the pool and we can swim at my house.  I’ll call ya tomorrow and let ya know.

 

Justin signed off and I did as well after checking out some diaper sites, then grabbing a sandwich.

Around 2pm mom said that it was time to be a big boy again, so I was changed out of my diaper, sent to the shower.  I came back to my room to see mom taking the trash bag from the diaper pail  out of the closet and the now clean baby bottle laying on my bed.

“put the bottle in your foot locker and lock it up then get dressed and bring the trash bag with you to the kitchen” she said

I met her in the kitchen and she told me that in agreement for being able to wear diapers, I was supposed to help around the house; so trash duty was my job.  I took the bag from my room, and the kitchen and bathroom out to the big bin in the garage, making sure to put the bag that has diapers in it on the bottom.

Around 5 pm I heard dad’s truck rumble into the drive, I knew him and Michael were home.  After exchanging pleasantries with mom, dad then greeted me, and had me help him unload the truck.  We put things away in the garage and stuff.  Michael went to his room and got online or on the phone – not real sure.

“So son, your mom tells me that you had fun at your friend’s house this weekend” My dad said trying to find the correct way to get into the conversation that he probably felt obligated to have with me as a father, that he would have rater not had; nor would I either

“yep it was nice.”  I said, totally blowing past the wearing diapers for the weekend, and up till this afternoon; hoping that he would not bring it up, but I knew he was going to.

“Your mother and I just want you to be happy, but we also have to look out for your best interests as well.  That means shielding you from undue embarrassment and ridicule.  Do you know what I mean”  he explained the best he could; I understood what he was getting at.  “I nor your mother have any intentions of telling your brothers, that is unless it has to be done, like if they catch you, or find them” He continued, totally avoiding the use of the word diaper.

“I won’t pretend I understand why you want to do this, but I will be there to support you.  That don’t mean I will be changing them things though; you’re old enough to do that yourself.  I do expect you to do some extra chores and possibly take a cut in your allowance to be able to pay for them too, cause they ain’t cheap.”  His words comforted me and shocked me at the same time.

Here was a man who did not say a whole lot of heart-felt words to any of us that often; you knew you were loved, even if you never heard the words, and that had to be good enough for you.

“I understand dad, and thanks very much”  I tried to hug him, but it ended as a pat on the back, which he returned.

I went back in the house with dad, to the sound of mom arguing with Michael “you were just away with your dad for the weekend, why don’t you spend some time at home tonight”

“But mom, I have to work the rest of the week, Mitch wants me to come over and check out the new Call of Duty game” Michael pleaded

“Shirley if he wants to go to Mitch’s he can go; no use arguing with him.” My dad cut in “Mitch’s parents better be home though, cause I don’t want to hear about any party”

“Mitch said his mom and dad have a card night, and we will be hanging out downstairs; his mom is gonna pick me up in around  7 pm, I just got to call him back” Michael said

After dinner Mitch’s mom honked and Michael ran out the door, so it was just mom, dad and I tonight.  I helped mom with the dishes while dad went to the living room to watch some TV.  I then went and got on the computer and looked at some TB forums.

I sauntered into the living room while mom and dad were talking “I told him I don’t under stand it but I support…..” Dad stopped as he saw me come in.

“Hey sweety” Mom said “done on the internet”

“Yep, kinda bored.  What you watching?” I said

“Oh you know your dad, has it on the old man channels, something on Nat Geo” mom said  “why don’t you go get ready for bed and come back here” she said, motioning that I should diaper up.

Well, she didn’t have to tell me twice. I darn near ran to my room and got a diaper, stuffer, onsie and pj bottoms out and proceeded to diaper up and get dressed.

I waddled back out to the living room where mom and dad were still having their semi-secret conversation about me and my diaper loving.

“hey buddy, come sit here”  Dad motioned to the couch next to him.  I obeyed and went and sat down.  “All comfy now?” he said, me knowing fully well what he meant, I nodded my head

As the night wore on, I had wet my diaper at least once.  I was also getting tired.  As mom got up to get something to drink , dad said he wanted something too.  I was surprised when mom walked through the house and then went to get the drinks.  She handed dad his drink and then passed me a bottle to drink.

I slowly drank the bottle, not sure what my dad thought.  I had set it on the coffee table, half drank and further started to doze off.  What my dad did next was beyond belief.

As I was sitting there beginning to doze off, he reached for the bottle on the table and pulled me into his lap and helped me finish the rest of my bottle.

The next thing I remember was dreaming I was floating, then hearing my dad say “out like a light, just like when he was in diapers before, you could change him and he would never wake up.” I think I remember the sound of tapes ripping and being moved in my bed.

I woke the next morning (Tuesday) covered up in my bed, in just a onsie and diapers, clutching my teddy bear; totally wondering how I got there.  I sent mom a text from my phonex

From Matt:  Is mike home yet? I’m still in my PJs
            From MOM: nope just daddy and me, breakfast is ready

I got my shorts on and went out to the kitchen, crinkly diaper announcing my arrival.

“well look who finally woke up” My dad spoke up, “did you sleep well?  Your mom had to change you, I had to carry you to bed, you never woke up when you were changed and tucked in; just like when you were a toddler”

It was then that I realized that he must have seen her change me last night; though he was the one who fed me the bottle last night.

“I though I was dreaming, guess not” I said, checking my other text messages on my phone.

“nope, you were not dreaming.  Well I got to be going to work, Matt you be a good boy for your mom” dad said in a way that meant he was treating me like a child.  Just then my cell phone rang

“hey man, the pool people came yesterday and got the pool installed, dad said that you can come over this afternoon for a swim.  They filled it up last night with the milk truck and the water is mostly clear.” Justin said excitedly, probably jumping out of his wheelchair with excitement.

“mom Justin wants me to come over after bit, their pool is finally done” I told mom, as dad’s truck was pulling out of the drive.

“your mom can come over too my mom said” Justin chimed in

“mom you can come too, justin says” I relayed to mom

“OK, what time should we come over Justin?” I asked.  Just then I heard a car pull up “Oh shit Mike’s home” I said while trying to get up and to my room unseen… too late!  Now what do I do?  I can stay here in the kitchen and hope he don’t notice or try to slip back to my room and hope the crinkle does not give me away. I chose to stay put.

“Hey mom” Michael said as he walked in, “I got called into work early, so Mitch’s mom is going to take me into work, just getting my work clothes” Michael said as he slipped into his bedroom.

Now was my chance, I got up and tried to make it to my room and shut the door, but did not make it before Michael came back into the hall.  He made a strange face… I think he may have noticed the crinkle or maybe the bulge in my shorts.

Michael left shortly after that and mom and I got ready to run some errands and then go to Justin’s for a pool party. For some reason mom insisted I wear a diaper and I was put into a dry diaper, I hope nobody notices that I am in a diaper when we are out.  Mom insisted that I also not stay in the car either.

She ran to the mailbox store and I had to carry out some boxes for her, when I came back in the store clerk and mom had been talking but stopped when I came in; wonder what they were talking about.

“mom what’s in the boxes” I asked

“wouldn’t you like to know” She said, leading me to wonder what it was

By the time I got to Justin’s I was in a pretty wet diaper.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 5 – The next morning

“Hey how are my two little sleepy boys, smells like I got two fun jobs ahead of me” Mom said as she crinkled her nose up.

It was at this point I realized that Matt had went all the way in his diaper.

Matt blushed “I’m sorry, I should not have done that, I’m sorry” he started to almost cry

“Honey it is ok, I’m just trying to have a little fun with you, Just hold tight and I will get you all cleaned up.” Mom said, as she went to the cabinet and closet and got out some more clothes.

She expertly unsnapped the onesie and ripped the tapes off before he even knew what was happening. “Ok Matt roll on your side so I can get your backside cleaned up” she said, without skipping a beat.

“ok Matt, all done” she said as she patted the front of his fresh diaper  “here is a plain onsie and some shorts that should fit ya” she said as she threw some clothes at Matt and turned to me  “ok stinky, your turn”, as she set out to get me changed.

“Ok all done.  Justin, your dad should be in the barn.  Let me check with your dad” mom said as she took her cell phone and called my dad “Joe, where abouts are you?”

“I’m out in the front 40, Steve hit a deer with his combine and I had to put it down” Dad stated, obviously winded “couldn’t shoot it or it would have ricocheted, you don’t wanna know, but It will be a bit before I get home.  What do ya need?”

“Uh yeah keep the gory details to yourself.  Well the boys wanna ride the 4-wheelers”

“Well they are gassed up in the barn.  Did you have two diapers to change this morning?”

“Ok, yeah I got their stinky butts changed”

“Well I will be home in a bit”

“OK, and don’t be tracking mud, blood, or guts into my house, I just mopped those floors yesterday.  You shower in the barn.  Love you” Mom said as she hung up

“Ok, the 4-wheelers are in the barn and gassed up, your dad does not want you two leaving the property, or going through the fields that have not been cut yet.”

“Ok mom, can we go now?” I whined

“Yes you can go, you can go out to the kitchen and sit at the table and eat something.  Justin, you know you have to take your medicine as well.” Mom said, utterly delaying the fun even more.

After we ate breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and bacon (oh yeah, that is gonna be good when it comes out), we got some old hoodies on and some orange vests and were about to head to the barn when mom called to us from the kitchen.

“Do you two want to take anything to drink, I can get you some lemonade if you want” Mom said

“Sure I’ll take some lemonade” Matt said, and mom handed us two plastic bottles with lemonade in them.

We rode around on the trails around the property for about an hour and then stopped to drink some of the lemonade.  “Man this is the most fun I have had in a long time” Matt said, which I agreed with, as I don’t think I have ever had this much fun; most of the things I used to do at our old house involved me being stuck in that chair.

“I love wearing diapers” Matt blurted out, “I love the feel, the need to not have to stop to go to the bathroom.  I just wish I had the courage to tell my folks.  To be honest with you, when I first met you I was guessing that you wore diapers, which have interested me for oh so long, but as I got to know you, you are a really cool friend; and your parents are probably the coolest I have ever met.  I mean you mom thought nothing of changing a teenager’s poopy diaper”

“Well I am certain that anytime that you are here, you will be more than welcome to wear diapers.  I bet you could sneak a few home as well, as you can see, I have plenty of them.  Do your parents have a clue about your diaper desires?”

“I was caught about 5 years ago when I was like 7 or 8, I had gotten ahold of a pull-up and was wearing it, I bent over and the waistband showed and mom got mad and said that I was a big boy and made me take it off and trash it.

Since then I kept it pretty hidden, and have not had any diapers.  Strangely enough my dad was not too upset about it; it was all my mom’s attitude.  Dad seemed to just be silent to ok with it” Matt recalled “Do you think I should take some home and hope not to get caught.  Cause I know that I could never get my mom to allow me to wear diapers.”

“You never know, she may be open to it, and just scared that you will revert to wearing them all the time, or maybe she did not want you to use them and her have to clean you up” I said.  “I have been in diapers long enough, and met others who have to wear and like to wear.  Some parents see wearing diapers as something that they have failed at.

Heck one of my friends’ mom totally wigged out that he would want to go back to diapers, and he had SB also, and needed them. She would rather him use a catheter like every 3 hours just to avoid using a diaper. He was getting infections from using the catheters.  She just felt that he would be made fun of using diapers, he was made more fun of for the accidents that he had by not using the diapers.” I stated as I sipped my lemonade.

I checked my diaper, felling that it was getting wet, and a smell came about – meaning that one of us was messy as well.  Matt noticed I was checking my diaper too.

“I’m already wet and about to be messy” he said and grunted a bit “all done.  Lets ride some more”

We rode another hour, and then headed back to the house.  We rode into the garage and put the 4-wheelers away and headed into the house.  As we walk into the kitchen door, Matt stops and I can see mom in the kitchen with somebody else.

From the other side of Matt is where it is interesting.  Keep in mind; he is in a wet and messy diaper.  Sitting in the kitchen is Matt’s mom, talking with my mom.  This can’t be good.

“Hello boys, why don’t you two go get out of those muddy clothes, and get showers and then come back here for some sandwiches” Mom said, picking up on Matt’s facial expression and what the situation was.

Matt and I filed past our moms and made our way to my bedroom.  “OH SHIT!” Matt exclaimed, “She knows, I know she knows, she is going to be so mad, I bet your mom told her too”

“Relax, your mom probably did not notice, and my mom would never tell her unless your mom confronted her about you wearing, meaning your mom would have to have a clue.  Now lets get out of these diapers…” I said as I transferred to the changing table and started getting undressed.  “if you want to, just go in my bathroom and undress and get in the shower, just spray the poop off yourself and then wash up there” I told Matt as I stripped down to just my poopy diaper and set about to change it while he was showering.

Matt came back just as I got done getting cleaned up.  “Feeling better?” I asked as he emerged from the bathroom with a towel around him.

“Yes, but still scared she knows. I am not going to push it and put another diaper on though” he said

“I don’t blame you, no reason to push your luck.  Well I am going to get in the shower and then I will be back.  You can wait here or you can go on out there” I said, hoping he would wait here.  I went and got washed up in the shower, and washed my back side to get anything that I might have missed with the baby wipes.  When I got done and went back into the room, Matt was still there.

I quickly got re-diapered and dressed in some track pants and a t-shirt and we went to the kitchen and went to sit at the table, where mom already had some cold meat sandwiches chips and soda set out for us.  As Matt walked passed his mom she smacked his back side.  “What, not wearing a diaper since mom is here” That stopped time.

“Matthew, I knew as soon as you walked past me on the way to get changed that you were in a diaper, I could hear it crinkle and could smell two different poopy smells, so I knew that both of you were poopy” She said, making me blush as the comment about 2 different poopy smells.  At this point, I could have cut the tension with a chainsaw, Matt looked like he was about to faint, mom looked like she was a little shocked.

“I know you think about diapers, I have seen your web history, you are always searching out diapers, and related stuff.  I have even noticed you almost staring at toddlers just to see a glimpse of a diaper.  If you truly would like to wear a diaper now and then, I have no issue with that, but you will not wear all the time, and don’t expect me to change poopy diapers.” His mom said, leaving us all in shock.

Mom was the first to speak. “Shirley, umm, it’s partly my fault… When he and Justin were home alone yesterday afternoon, he tried one of Justin’s diapers, we don’t have an issue with him wearing, so I told him if he wanted to wear while here, he could.” Mom jumped in hoping to help calm the waters; at this point Matt was white as a ghost and was starting to cry.

“I… I …. I’m sorry I caused so much trouble, mom, I’m sorry you are mad at me, Justin and Mrs. Apton, I’m sorry you got involved in this.  I will get my things and leave, cause mom probably is going to make me go home” Matt said through his sobs, he was truly scared at what was going to happen and me too.

“Oh sweetie” Shirley said as she grabbed Matt in a hug “I’m not mad, confused and conflicted, but I am not mad at you.  You could be doing worse things, and it seems that you have found a friend and have had some fun so far, so I will make a deal with you, you help me a little around the house and such, and you can wear diapers when you would like when dad is not home.  I am not going to tell him unless he finds out or you tell him.  Now dry those tears and how about we get you back in a diaper”

Matt’s tears dried up, knowing that his mom was not so much mad with him as she was confused as to why a normal kid might like a diaper.  She ushered him off to my room and he came out about 10 minutes later obviously diapered under his shorts.

“Better” I asked

“All better” Shirley said as she gave Matt a smack to his padded bottom causing him to jump.

That was the start of Matt’s diaper wearing.  His mom left shortly thereafter, she said something about running errands….. Wonder what she had to get.

That evening we both were just in our diapers in the living room watching TV, when mom brought us 2 sippy cups and dishes of popcorn, “For my two little boys” She said as she put in a DVD.  Needless to say we both fell asleep halfway thru the movie.

I awoke to the sounds of a diaper change; mom had just gotten a diaper on me and was putting a onsie on me.  She then put me in bed, popped a pacifier in my mouth and clipped it to my onsie, as she put the side rails up on my bed.

Minutes later she came back with Matt and laid him down on the spare bed and changed his wet diaper and clothed him the same except for the pacifier.  She then turned on the LED night light that changes colors through the night and turned off the light and closed the door.

I know most will not ever understand it, but I love being a big baby

Chapter 3 – Saturday morning.

I woke up before Matt did, and for once I did not smell that familiar messy diaper smell.  I threw off the covers, and lowered the rail on my bed, guess mom must have put it up.

Dang it, my chair was too far away. I really wanted to get up on my own and get to the bathroom to do my bowel routine. “Psst Matt, you awake”

“Huh… What” He sleepily said

“Can you push my chair closer to my bed, I think it got moved in the night”

“Sure” he said as he hopped up and positioned the chair.

“Thanks, sorry about what is next” I said as I grabbed a changing pad and dropped it into my chair.  I wiggled my shorts down and unsnapped my onsie before ripping the diaper tapes off and getting the diaper out from under me and transferred to my chair.  I rolled towards the door and opened it, going into the hall without anything but a onsie on.  I rolled into my bathroom and shut the door.

Next I transferred onto the toilet chair, grabbed some gloves and gave myself the suppository that I use to stimulate a bowel movement. Now we wait.  Soon enough I started to get the vague feeling of my colon moving and I could smell the stool.  I did some crunches and rocking back and forth.  After 30 minutes, I leaned over some and got cleaned up.  About this time my mom knocked on the door.

“Ready to move?”

“Yes” I said as she opened the door and positioned the chair that was hovering over the toilet towards the roll in shower.

Before I could transfer over I heard my mom open some wipes and clean my backside again, as if I did not do a good enough job.  My shower chair is much like the toilet chair except it does not have padding, just a contoured seat with a hole in it.  I transferred over and pulled the shower curtain shut.  I grabbed the water controls and directed the shower head away from me so I could adjust the temperature of the water.  Once it was right, I started washing up, and rinsing off.

Mom had left me a towel on the rack, and put a thick waterproof pad on my wheelchair that was next to the shower. I started drying myself off the best I could.  I transferred over to my wheelchair, putting my towel on my lap.  I rolled into the hallway, my tires making that ‘screetch’ as they rolled against the wood floor.

Mom followed me into my room where Matt had laid back down.

“Matt, why don’t you go out to the kitchen, there is some cereal boxes and milk on the table for breakfast, I just need to help Justin get ready” Knowing entirely what she meant.

I know that at 13 I should be able to get myself dressed and such, but it is just easier with mom or dad doing it.  Most of my peers, even disabled ones would be mortified having their parents see them naked, being diapered and dressed by them, I really did not care, I have always had help.

Mom put a changing mat onto the spare bed, and I transferred over, she rolled me on my side so she could make sure everywhere was dry before rolling me back and onto an awaiting diaper.  Soon I was dressed and back in my chair and we rolled out to the kitchen where we washed our hands and got some breakfast.

I rolled out to the kitchen where Matt was already making himself a bowl of cereal, Reeses puffs.

“So, what are you two going to do today” Mom said as she was getting herself a bowl of corn flakes

“I don’t know, maybe go ride the 4 wheelers, and maybe go swimming” I said “Matt do you know how to ride a 4 wheeler?  Mom is that ok?”

“Sure it is ok Justin; you just need to be careful and don’t be reckless” She said.

“Yes, I used to have one till my older brothers blew the engine.  I didn’t know you had a pool, where are you hiding that at?”

“The pool is over at the old farm house right now, but by next month we are going to get one over here. We have not got the indoor pool in the basement done” I replied

“So you are putting a pool in your basement” he asked.

“Yes it is an endless pool, it is for swimming laps and doing water therapy” Mom said as she cleaned me up and got me dressed.

We both finished our bowls of cereal about the same time

“Justin, your dad should be in the barn.  Let me check with your dad” mom said as she took her cell phone and called my dad “Joe, where abouts are you?”

“I’m in the barn, what did ya need?”

“The boys are wanting to ride 4-wheelers, can you help them get them going?”

“Yeah if they get out here soon, I have to be heading to the farm in a bit.  Does Matt know how to ride a 4-wheeler?”

“He says he does.”

“Tell them they will have to be careful and not go riding in the fields or off our property. Have them wear orange just incase”

“Yes, I’ll tell them, bye.

“Ok, your dad is out in the barn, get going before he has to leave. To go over to the farm.  He said you need to wear something bright like hunter orange just in case”

“Sure mom”, I said as I wheeled away from the table and grabbed my hoodie and we both headed out to the barn where dad was.

Dad gave us the whole speech about being careful, not leaving our property, staying visible and having a two-way radio with us. We then took off riding for about an 2 hours.  I was somewhat certain that my diaper was used, based on how much I typically drink.

“Hey how far are we from your house, I gotta use the bathroom” Matt said

“Can’t you just go behind a tree” I said

“I gotta drop a load” he said

“OK, we can head back to the house’ I said as we took off.  When we got back to the house Matt jumped off the 4 wheeler and ran into the house.  I laughed a bit, I have never known the urgency that is going to the bathroom as I have been diapered since birth. I just kind of sat out there on my 4 wheeler as my wheelchair was in the barn.

Eventually after a few minutes mom came out with my backup chair and helped me transfer to it and I came in the house.  “Diaper check” she said as it had been a couple hours since we left.

I checked my diaper, finding it wet. “Yeah” I said signaling that I needed changed

“OK, lets get that taken care of” as she directed me to my room where I got over to the changing table.  She quickly had my shorts down, onesie unsnapped and was changing me. About halfway through I heard the toilet flush and Matt exit.  As he walked by, he almost stopped and stared at me getting changed, that was weird.

We went and rode for about another hour before mom called on the radio. “I thought you two were talking about swimming earlier? Still wanting to?”

I grabbed the two-way and called back “Yeah I think so… Matt’s saying yes”

“Ok, Come back to the house and then we can load up and go over to the farm” She said

“Roger that, on our way” I said as I put the two-way back on the holder and we headed to the barn.

Matt got off and got the door and we put the 4 wheelers away and I got back into my chair.

“OK, Matt did you bring trunks?”

“Yes Mrs. Apton”

“Ok go get them on, Justin you need to get changed too” She said ushering us into the house.  Matt ran in my room and grabbed his swim trunks and went to the bathroom while I transferred to the changing table.  Mom grabbed a cloth diaper and some plastic pants and switched me out to that, and then threw some trunks on top.

Back in my chair and we were out the door.  Mom opened the side of the van and the ramp folded down.  I rolled up in and onto the anchor for my chair with a Click! as it locked my chair in place.  Matt got into the other side of the van and we were off.

I could see the wheels turning in his head before he blurted out “So how do you get in the pool wearing a diaper, wouldn’t that thing blow up?”

“Well if I had a disposable on yes it would swell up, explode and make a mess, but I have a cloth diaper on and tight plastic pants.  So when it gets wet it’s just like a beach towel soaked in water.”

“Oh OK” he said.

I don’t know maybe it is me, but Matt seems to be very interested in my diaper situation.  Eh whatever

We arrived at my grandpa’s old house that is now a house for one of the workers on the farm.  We had an agreement that we could use the pool and bathroom In the garage until we got our pool in this summer.

Mom pulled the van around the back of the house where the pool is and we got out.  Grandpa had put an above ground pool with a big deck around it.  So I was able to wheel up a ramp he had put there.  Grandpa was always thinking of me and how to make things easier for me. Anyways I wheeled to the edge, pulled my shirt off and launched myself into the pool as Matt jumped in.  Mom waited and took my wheelchair away from the edge so it would not get wet with all the splashing and water.

We swam and played around in the water for a couple hours, I honestly just cannot get enough of being weightless in the pool.  What I can feel of my back is able to stretch out and decompress after I sit all day in my wheelchair.

We swam for close to 2 hours before I started to hang onto the side of the pool more often, since I cant stand, I have to keep myself above water mostly with my arms.  This was not unnoticed by my mom.

“Ok, Justin, time to get out and rest” she said as she climbed out of the pool and lowered the chair lift into the pool.  I swam over to the chair and sat on the chair as my mom hit the button to raise it out of the water.

“You need to rest at least 30 minutes before you can go back into the pool. Do you want to just sit there or get back into your chair?”

“I think back into my chair” I said

Mom wheeled my chair over and put a waterproof pad on my cushion as I transferred myself into my chair and rolled over to the patio table and grabbed an awaiting water bottle that mom had removed from the cooler.  Matt climbed out and joined us.

Mom asked after a bit if we wanted to get back in the pool or not.  We hopped back in the pool for about another hour, when we decided that we were done swimming.  I got out of the pool again.

“Ok, lets get you out of those trunks and changed” Mom said.

I rolled down the ramp of the deck and towards the garage, where there was a bathroom where I could get changed.  I rolled into the garage and into the bathroom that Grandpa had built for when people came over to use the pool.  It wasn’t much, a toilet, sink, shower and a changing bench.

Mom had went to the van and got our dry clothes.  She grabbed a dry towel and clothes out and set them out in the order she would need them.  I transferred to the bench and leaned back and forth as I slid my trunks down leaving me there in a cloth diaper and a frosted pair of plastic pants, the diaper obviously saturated with pool water. By this time mom had turned her attention to me and had me lay back as she worked the plastic pants down my legs.  During this time Matt was slowly getting his trunks off, dried off and getting some other clothes out.  It was almost like he was staring at me laying there in my diaper, like he was purposely taking his time.

Mom grabbed the front of the cloth diaper and ripped the Velcro closures open and got the diaper out from under me and proceeded to dry me off.  Next she spread out a fresh diaper and powdered up the back and lifted my butt off the bench and slid it under me.  She finished up and out of the corner of my eye I could see Matt looking over now and then.

I got dressed in the onesie and shorts that mom had laid out and transferred back into my awaiting wheelchair.  Mom put the soaked cloth diaper and plastic pants into a waterproof bag along with our wet towels.

We headed into town to the local diner that everybody seemed to frequent.  They have the best Swiss Steak and pies.  I got that and a piece of chocolate peanut butter pie.  Matt had a bacon cheeseburger and pumpkin pie.

When we arrived back at our house it was about 9:00.  “Why don’t you two get ready for bed now, and you can watch tv for a bit?”

Matt and I went into my room, and he got his shorts he was going to sleep in and a shirt and went to the bathroom while my mom helped me get changed and dressed.  I noticed that he must have went break neck speed to get changed, as he was back outside my room while mom was finishing my diaper change in no time flat,

“Did you want to stay in here any watch tv or go back in the living room?” I asked Matt.

“We can stay in here if that works for you.” Matt said

By then I was done getting into my PJ’s and slid over in the bed.  Matt climbed in like he had done the night before and I started something on Netflix.  I swear one time when he was trying to get comfortable his hand grabbed the front of my diaper, maybe not a grab/squeeze but definitely he pressed the diaper as I heard the crinkle.

The next day we all got ready for church, Matt packed his things up and he was going to go home with his mom after church.

Chapter 2 – Matt arrives

I was playing X-Box when he arrived, and we played for about 2 more hours, ate some snacks and drank tons of soda and then played some more.  After about an hour, he paused the game and was sniffing the air.

“Smells like somebody shit their pants” he said

I guess I must have blushed a bit.  I would have really thought I had all the poop out of me, but I guess not.

“Eeew gross did you poop yourself”

I sniffed “I guess I must have, it happens” I said as I set the controller down and got ready to go to find my mom.

“What do you mean ‘it happens’, do you poop yourself often?”

“Yes I do, much to my dislike sometimes.  Didn’t you wonder why you have been to the bathroom twice since you got here, and I drank tons more pop than you, but never budged?  My Spina bifida affects more than just my legs, it affects my bladder and bowels as well, and I have no control over them”

“So, what, you wear a diaper?”

“Yep, all the time.  I don’t announce it to the world, but there is no reason to deny it.  Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get changed.”  I went to my room and got my supplies out and transferred to the changing table/spare bed.  Got that done and my diaper disposed of in the diaper pail.  I opened my bedroom door, to find Matt waiting on me.

“So you change in your bed room and not the bathroom, why?”

“Well I have a place I can roll over and get changed on in here, and that is where my diapers and stuff are”

“So that’s your room?”

“Yep, that’s my bed, and the spare bed that I use to change on, my dresser for my clothes, and the diaper cabinet, and this is my closet” I open my closet and show him more clothes and the stacks upon stacks of diapers.

“Why so many diapers… I mean you have like 10 bags in here; and your shirts have these snaps on the bottom”

“Well I go through a lot, and I did some testing for the makers of the diapers and they sent me about 200 cases, I have a storage shed with about 150 more cases left. That should last a good year or two.

Those shirts are called onsies, the back of the shirt comes up in-between your legs and snaps, it is a shirt that never comes un-tucked.  It helps keep the diaper hidden when I am in my chair and moving around and transferring.” I explained.

“By the way, you can sleep in here on the spare bed, I washed it off with Lysol and I used a changing pad when I was on it, and mom will get some sheets.  I also have another bedroom that is normal if you don’t want to sleep in here”

“Why does your room look like a toddler room? Your sheets are Winnie the pooh and tigger, and you have a pooh and tigger on your bed.”

“I guess I just never grew up, acting little is kind of my way of coping with the hand that life dealt me, I mean look at me, I am in a wheel chair and in diapers too.  It is not all fun.  Let’s go watch a movie; I got some new DVD’s”

I noticed that Matt had moved closer to the diaper cabinet and I think once he even touched one of the diapers.  Something tells me that the tough-guy attitude is a show.  Time will tell.

“Boys I am headed to town to get dinner.  Justin, your dad is down at the miller’s helping them fix their combine.  I will be back in about an hour; will you be ok till I get back?”

“Sure we will be fine” I replied and unpaused the DVD.

“Hey Justin, can I ask you something?” Matt said

“Sure”

“Your diapers, what do they feel like, ya know to wear them?”

“Well I really don’t know, about the only area I can feel is right where the waistband is on the back.  Why, do you ask?”

“well…… ummm, no reason, just always wondered”  He said stammering and quickly dropped the topic

We continued playing until my mom came back from town with groceries and pizza for dinner.  “Justin, everything doing good” She asked trying to in a round about way ask if I needed a change.  “Did you change positions lately”

“Yes before you left I got off my butt and shifted” I said signifying that I had changed.  We had an almost code language about changing diapers

“ok good to know. Pizza’s ready, grab a plate and dig in.” She said

We all took about 3 slices, leaving some for dad and some left overs.  We all went back for just one more slice before dad came in.

“Did you get Miller’s combine fixed?” Mom asked dad

“Yeah, he’s back up and running. Glad we could get it fixed so he could get his work done this weekend, supposed to rain next week” Dad said

The 4 of us had some talk around the table.  “So Matt have you lived here all your life?”

“Yes sir, same house” Matt said

“You like the school, teachers and staff” Dad asking to kind of see if it will be a good place for me?

“Yes, the teachers and staff are nice, of course there are a couple of bullies, but no big deal”

“That’s good, I just always look out for Justin, we’ve had problems in the past”

After dinner mom, dad and us watched a TV program and then mom turned the TV off

“Ok you two, you don’t have to go to bed, but you do need to be quiet, Justin’s dad needs to get up really early.  Why don’t you get ready for bed and then you two watch DVD’s in Justin’s bedroom, or take the X-Box in there” Mom said

“Ok, why don’t you get what you are going to sleep in and go to the bathroom and change, I need to help Justin get ready for bed” Mom said

Matt grabbed his bag that he had dropped in the living room and went into the bathroom as mom and I headed towards my little room.

“So, has Matt seen this room, or were you using the other bedroom?” Mom asked. To which I indicated the little room.  “Are you OK showing off this room with Matt” Mom asked

“Yes, I had to change while you were gone and I had to change and he caught me coming out of here.  I showed him my room. I think he is ok with this side of me.  Something gives me the vibe that he may have some sort of interest in diapers too, I am just not sure.”

“OK, that is your choice” Mom said as she finished helping me get changed.

Mom opened the bedroom door to find Matt exiting the bathroom.  “So were you wanting to sleep in here on the spare bed, or we have a spare bedroom?”

“Here is fine, do you have some sheets for it”

“Oh yes honey, and I cleaned it off with some Clorox too” Mom said as she reached into the closet for the sheets and started to make the bed, which Matt helped her with.

After she left, Matt sat down on the bed, hearing the crinkle of the plastic covered mattress that was used for my changing area.

“Dude, where’s your TV at” Matt said, finally noticing that I had no TV in my room.

“Watch this” I said as I got my big remote out.  The wall above the changing table turned blue with a DVD logo on it.  “I got a projector for myTV, bought it with my diaper testing money”

“Why did we not play X-box in here and are you serious that you got paid for diaper testing?” Matt asked

“I was not sure that you would be cool with the diaper stuff; normally I don’t let new friends see my real bedroom, I usually use a spare bedroom that we have setup to look like a 13 year old’s room.  To answer your second question, Yes, I get paid to test diapers.  Most incontinent people are too self-conscious to ever talk about their conditions, and it is hard to find test subjects who can produce the results like an incontinent person”

“You mean they have to find people who don’t need diapers to test them?”

“Yep, because people who are not incontinent will hold their pee till they have to go and then let it all out at once, where as me, I just spurt out a little at a time, sometimes I just dribble.  I mean look at the pay I make….

My diapers are usually covered by Medicaid, but they are crappy (no pun intended) diapers; with my testing money and what they give me of the product, I get the best of the best…. Trust me, I have tested them all.  I am even in ads for the diaper company and suppliers in Europe.  I thought that doing photos for ads here in the US might not be good, but in Europe, nobody will know me.  That got me another $7,000 just for the photo shoot, and commercials.  Now, mom and dad make me put most of it in the bank, it is supposed to be for my college, or stuff like that”

By this time the movie is ready to begin and I patted the mattress of my bed and told Matt to “climb in, there is plenty of room” I said as I scooted over to the edge and he climbed up into the bed and we watched the latest harry potter DVD.

“Matt, I have really never had friends before.  Where we lived at before I was always the cripple, I could not play sports.  It is cool having a friend who enjoys hanging out and playing video games and watching DVD’s. “

“You really are the only person I have ever had sleep over, most people leave about the time I get ready for bed, and when I would go to their house, I would not want to stay overnight or too long cause of needing to change my diapers.”

We watched something on Nick at Night before Matt said he was tired, secretly I was too.  He went to his bed, said good night and I turned off the lights