The back side of our property was pretty much untouched woods, except that Dad, Randy and myself carved a nice mountain bike trail into it that we loved to ride. The woods bordered on a old railbed that was long since removed. There was an old removed bridge that covered an old creek bed and created the perfect dip hill. The family down the road, the Barry’s had 3 boys who were totally out of control; they liked to ride the rail bed too, and used to be able to ride our wooded trail too, until there were issues. They were just rude, horrible people.
We are talking about doing horrible things, they once set a fire in a neighbor’s field that got out of hand. Opening a gate and letting somebody’s cows out of the pasture. Riding their 4-wheelers in a field and tearing it up. Of course, their parents basically ignore and downplay any and all mischief that they get into. My dad caught them on our property one too many times and had since barred them from riding on our property, but that did not stop them; we even had proof from our trail cameras. Anyway getting off topic here.
Randy and I rode back to the woods and started riding when I notice 3 others up ahead and I stop. Sure enough it was the Barry’s.
“You are not supposed to be here” Randy piped up
“So, what are you and diaper boy going to do about it?” One of them yelled
“I have notified my dad and he has called the sheriff“. My iPad said.
“Whatever!, Let’s go, we won’t get in trouble, diaper freaks” the oldest Barry boy yelled as they rode away.
“Dad said we will build fence.”
“Yeah hope he makes it an electric one”
“Oh Shocking…. ZAP!” My device played as I shook like being electrocuted
We rode around for about an hour before my ipad alerted me I had a message. My dad had sent me a message that he officially had a trespass warning issued to the Barry’s; hopefully they won’t be bothering us again.
Randy and I talked about what else we wanted to do this summer
“Dad and I have almost got the old bus ready.” I said
“Cool, are you planning any trips?”
Yes Yellow Stone Park. Rockys
“That should be fun, how long will you be gone?”
Three weeks, you should come
“I don’t know if my parents will let me.”
It would be fun, be in diaper all time
“Hmm that might be fun, but I don’t have enough for that time. I only have about 8 sets.”
I have lots, we have washer clean them
“I gotta get back to the house, I gotta poop!” Randy said
You have a diaper on go here
“I dunno, wetting is one thing, I only pooped once and it was bad and I’d never want to do that again”
Chicken. You can clean up at my house, no big deal
“I just can’t do it, I want to make another run and then we will go back to your place”
When we got done running through trails, Randy had stopped and doubled over and I knew what he had done. “This feels so good and gross at the same time”
You stinky, ride back to house
He mounted his bike and as soon as he sat on the seat yelled “OMG this is so gross!”
I just let out a laugh and waived for him to come on. We rode back to the house, he tried to stay off the seat as much as possible, but that was not always possible.
We rode up to the garage at the house and I motioned for him to follow me as we waddled up to my room. I grabbed his arm and directed him to the awaiting changing table, I patted the changing pad to signal for him to jump up. He gave me a strange look, but hopped up on the table further smashing the mess into his backside. We had changed each other several times before. It’s not like it was a secret that we wore and used.
“Ugh, that just feels gross” he whined as he laid back on the changing table preparing to be changed; which I would do from time to time.
I grabbed a pair of gloves, wipes and moved a diaper pail close to the changing table… Here goes nothing! I tapped his leg and he lifted up, as I grabbed his waistband and pulled his pants down and off his feet. Next up the plastic pants and then I unpinned his diaper. I grabbed a couple wipes and started cleaning his front before having him roll over and I started wiping the mess from his backside. It was horrendous and I gagged a couple times.
Once I got him cleaned up I asked him Shower or another diaper?
“I think a shower, I got all sweaty out there riding.” He said as he sat up and hugged me and thanked me.
I handed him the small pail you rinse diaper out in potty
“Ok I guess” he said smiling as he walked out the bedroom.
Randy had been at my house so much he knew where the towels were, and how to rinse out a dirty diaper. He came back in right as I was done getting my own messy diaper changed and heading to the shower.
I came back from the shower to find Randy in a onsie and diaper, and to find a fresh diaper, plastic pants and onsie waiting for me. He patted the top of the changing table like I had did to him. Soon enough he had me in another diaper and onsie.
It was a Friday, so that meant pizza night, now the question was to make our own or order. I had texted my mom and dad to find out what they wanted to do. Dad said to get the pizza oven fired and to start making the dough.
Randy and I got wood from the wood pile and got the fire going. Then we went in the house, cleaned up and got the kitchen aid mixer out along with all the crust ingredients and began working on making the crust and then we let it rest in the bowl to proof.
We went to the garage fridge and got the rest of the toppings we would need like cheese, pepperoni, mushrooms, sausage, green peppers and more. I got a jar of homemade pizza sauce that we had canned earlier in the summer from the pantry.
By the time that mom and dad got home we had everything ready to go.
Randy had called his parents to see if he could stay overnight and of course the answer was always yes. Mom and Dad had invited them over for dinner as well.
On the back patio/ yard I was free to dress how I felt, and Randy usually would follow suit as well. We had an 8 foot privacy fence, so seeing in was not possible. While we were waiting for dinner to be ready we were tossing the football around, Randy and myself just running around in just diapers and onesies. When Randy noticed that his mom and dad had walked into the backyard he got really shy about being out in just a onesie.
“Randy, it’s not like I care if you would run around in nothing but a diaper. I know you are having fun and it does not bother your dad and I” She said.
We got our pizzas in the oven and were sitting around talking.
“So John, hows that schoolie coming along?” Randy’s dad asked
“Almost done, should be finished in the next couple of weeks. Then going to give it a trial run up at the lake. This summer we are going to take a road trip for a few weeks, go out west to Yellowstone, and the Rockies.”
“Sounds like fun a fun trip, I am sure Fox will enjoy it”
“Yeah, he will. Hey we’d be happy to have Randy come along if possible?”
“We can discuss it, but I see no problem with that, he should be out of school by then. If it would not be a problem”
My Mom replied “Oh no problem at all, Fox had been suggesting it since we started planning”
“OK, Pizzas are done, let’s eat” Dad said as he pulled the individual pizzas out of the oven with the pizza paddle. I grabbed the pizza blade and cut everybody’s pizzas. We all sat down and ate, sharing pizzas and making small talk.
“So Randy, Fox and his parents asked if you would like to go on vacation with them; your father and I are fine with you going if you want to” Randy’s mom said
“That’s awesome, gonna be fun” Randy said, excited
As the night wore on, the moms were having a glass of wine and the dads a beer. Randy and I were playing glow in the dark frisbee and drinking soda. Randy was taking an empty can up to the trash can when his mom reached out to grab him. She immediately patted his diaper and stood up.
“Come with me” She said as she led him into the house for what I can only assume was a diaper change; which is weird because Randy said his mom had never changed him. About 15 minutes later she came back out but with no Randy.
My mom took that as her cue to get me. “Let’s go, your turn, it’s bedtime” she said as she guided me into the house. My mom had not changed me in 3 years, so I wonder why now.
We got into the house and into my bedroom. Randy was in my crib with the side closed, I could almost swear he had a pacifier in his mouth too. Mom directed me to the changing table and patted the top of it.
Soon enough I was stripped down to my diaper and plastic pants and my mom was removing them. After cleaning me with wipes, she proceeded to re-diaper me and pulled out a pair of light footed PJ’s that she had me sit up and get into.
Mom why change my diaper?
“You’ll always be mommy’s little Foxy, that’s why. Have a good sleep sweetie” She said as she opened the side of the crib and I crawled in.
She came back with two bottles of juice for us. “Now sweet dreams you two” She said as she turned out the lights, causing the nightlight to come on and bathe the ceiling with swirling stars.
Did your mom change you too? I typed into my iPad.
“Yes, she has never done that before…. I loved it though” Randy said around the bottle nipple.
Mine has not changed me in years either, I typed. I hung up my ipad on the holder inside the crib and went to sleep.