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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2025 at 7:11 AM
Content: Fri …

I first met her when we were 17. Although she lived in my village, she had always gone to different schools. She did however go to the same village disco as me. She was tiny and I had seen her a couple of times at the disco but never spoke, that is until the Christmas fancy dress disco at the village Hall.

I had rented a gorilla outfit as I thought it would be a good concealing costume for me. You see the thing is, I wear nappies most of the time, for comfort and confidence. My go to, at the time, were childsize Peaudouce Babyslips, they were big but not quite big enough to go round me. Always scared of leaking, I usually wore them in my underpants but better with a terry nappy and baby pants, then they did the job, quite literally. I had chosen the gorilla outfit as it seemed the least fitted outfit and knew that I could wear my nappy underneath with nobody knowing, In fact I only wore my terry nappy and baby pants with a disposable nappy inside and my T shirt under the costume, I was not planning on taking it off. Quite a bulky nappy under my normal clothes but I felt it was completely hidden under my costume.

At the disco, there she was with her friend both dressed as babies. Her friend’s outfit was minimal, a babydoll nightie and a terry nappy pinned around her bottom, but she had gone to town though with a full on short baby dress over her bulky nappy finished with white knee length socks and buckled shoes and with both girls having their hair tied up in two ponytails and both of them with babies dummies hanging on ribbons around their necks. Julie was tiny and stood only about 4’, I could well believe she was actually wearing a child’s dress

I had been watching them dancing when they then came and sat by me and a couple of my mates. They were laughing at my costume and squealed when I took the costume head off as if that was the scary part, but we immediately got chatting.

Her name was Julie and she was with her friend Jane. My friend Tim already knew Jane and they started chatting while I started chatting with Julie. She was also 17 years old, she went to a Catholic girls school but lived in the village. The music changed and we were all back on the dance floor together dancing, I was completely captivated by her and could not take my eyes of her. I’m sure she crinkled when she stood up, but it was probably my over-active imagination.

By the end of the night when the slow dance music came on, we were together, I held her tight as we kissed and stepped round slowly together in our interpretation of a slow dance. I tried to let my hands slip down to her bum, but she slapped them away telling me

“I’m not that type of girl” so we stood and ground our hips together. I was very aware that I was pressing my now wet nappy against her, but it was nappy to nappy with the way she was dressed.

I walked them home that evening as they only lived a couple of streets away from the disco, dropping Jane off first, I then took Julie to her door and stood and kissed her once more. I let my hands slide down her back to the bottom of her dress, just feeling her terry nappy but my fingers kept exploring as we kissed, along the top of legs and the edge of her nappy, I felt something else under her nappy, padding. I felt smooth plastic, plastic baby pants padded out with another nappy against her skin, her actual nappy and not just the one on show as part of her fancy dress, she too was wearing a nappy and baby pants hidden under her costume. I just pressed myself harder against her thinking about this and kissed her more deeply before she went in and I went home. I knew my nappy was already wet but wet again walking home with everything being completely covered by my costume and the biggest grin on my face.

Mom was still up when I went in

“You look like you enjoyed yourself” she said as I entered the room

“Yes, I met someone. Julie and her friend Jane were both dressed as babies, nappies dummies and everything”

“Really, I bet you liked that”

The thing here is that I’m sure Mom knew about my nappies, but it was never something we discussed. I kept my things hidden in the bottom of my wardrobe and I washed my nappies when I had a shower and dried them under my towel on my radiator. This meant that sometimes my nappies got a bit musty and rough but then all of a sudden, I would get home from being out all day at a weekend and they would be fresh and soft again, as if by magic.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2025 at 7:12 AM
Content: Sat ….

Julie had agreed to see me on the following day as it was a Saturday. I got up and went downstairs still in my night things for coffee and breakfast before my morning shower. My night things consisting of T shirt and shorts covering my terry nappy and baby pants with a disposable nappy lining it. A bit bulky but it was only me and Mom and she never noticed.

I sat in the kitchen with Mom, sipping my coffee and wetting my nappy as she is telling me her plans and telling me to make sure all of my dirty clothes and in the washing basket as she wanted to get the washing machine on today.

I went up for my shower and rinsed and wrung out my nappy at the same time before getting dressed and placing my nappy on the radiator under my bath towel to dry. I got dressed in jeans, underwear and a T shirt before taking my pile of dirty clothes into the bathroom and putting them in the laundry basket and going downstairs.

Mom was on her way upstairs as she wanted to strip the beds to be washed along with the towels and finally the laundry basket. It never crossed my mind that Mom was going to take my bath towel and would see what I had beneath. Soon enough, Mom is coming down the stairs on the first of several trips with armfuls of laundry. The first load in the machine was all white things and appeared to be towels or something but I paid little attention as I made my way out of the door.

I was soon at Julie’s house, she must have seen me walking down the street as she came out of her front door, before I even got to it. She looked nearly as good as she did last night, only a single ponytail now along with jeans and a T shirt and a big shoulder bag, but also the outline of padding under her jeans.

“come on then” as she took my arm and spun me round, “we are going into town” as we walked back to the bus stop.

This was planned as I had to return my costume to the hire shop. Seeing that Julie did not have a carrier bag with her costume in, I asked

“Do you not need to return your baby costume”

“No, they were my clothes I was wearing” she said with a grin

“Really, very authentic” but no comments about nappies.

“Will you go out with me?” I asked, asking a girl to go out with you is a crucial first step and one I was terrified of. If I get it wrong at this point then it opens the doors for her to tell her friends and then our mutual friends will find out and everybody will make fun of me, she said

“Yes, I would love to” and that was it, we were now officially going out.

We spent the day in town and I returned my costume before going back to Julie’s. I had to go to the toilet at least 4 times but Julie was able to hold on. We had already planned that we were going up to her room when we got back as we had bought some records, we wanted to play them on the record player in her room.

As we went in, we went into the kitchen to say hi to her Mom called Sandra and her 3-year-old sister Kelly. Her Mom was also doing laundry and a line full of nappies out in the garden on the washing line and multi coloured baby rubbers hanging on the drying rack in the kitchen along with a few pairs of normal girls’ underwear. More rubbers than knickers though.

We went up to her room, a pink paradise surrounded by soft toys. Julie put a record on and we sat on her big double bed as she leant in to kiss me and I kissed her back. We kept stopping as Julie changed one single for another before putting an album on. Julie then got on her bed and pulled me back and soon we were lying next to each other and still kissing. As we moved round on the bed, Julie manoeuvred us so I was on top of her and she had wrapped her legs around me and we just gently pressed ourselves together, fully clothed, against each other, I could feel the padding under her jeans. Knowing where this was heading, I backed off and tried to roll off her but Julie not having any of it, she allowed me to roll off but then sat on me and intensified her grinding, I was getting breathless, Julie was getting breathless. My hands were not allowed below her waist but I held her waist as she grinded her hips into mine.

My fingers exploring felt the soft plastic poking out the top of her jeans, Julie was wearing a disposable nappy. The inevitable happened and I exploded without even being touched. This was her game and she had just won as she held me tightly as I came back down. At no time had either of us ventured our hands blow our waists and Julie had the biggest grin on her face.

“I think you need to go home and get some clean underwear; you look like you’ve dribbled in your pants.” Collecting my things and with a departing kiss, I left still in a daze.

I got home and went up to my room, my bed freshly made, my room tidy and I even found my terry nappies feeling soft and fresh. I did not hesitate to get undressed and get nappy on. I pulled my clean PJ shorts over and PJ T shirt, before going back downstairs to spend the evening with Mom. My nappy was a bit crinkly and I was aware of it ballooning under my PJ’s but Mom never noticed.

We had tea then sat watching telly, I was concentrating on what I was feeling and what I had felt when I was with Julie, I became aware that I was wetting my nappy like it was automatic and no control required and the more I thought about it the more I realised that when I’m in a nappy, I don’t even think about wetting and it just happens automatically. It was quite late by the time I went to bed; I had been asleep on the sofa when Mom woke me up to go to bed. Closing my bedroom door, I could feel that my nappy was already heavy, so a quick nappy change before I climbed into bed and was asleep.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2025 at 7:13 AM
Content: Sun ….

I woke up on Sunday morning feeling totally refreshed and ready for the day. Down for coffee and breakfast before my shower and change. I am soaked but not leaking yet so I stay in the kitchen on the plastic chairs with Mom, not risking a leaky nappy on the fabric sofa.

“What are your plans today?”

“I’m seeing Julie later”

“Ok so do you want to come dog walking with me?”

“Yeh OK, that’ll be good”

“OK go and get your shower and get changed then we can be off”

I made it upstairs and into my bedroom to get my towel then into the bathroom and stripped off, balled up my disposable nappy then got in the shower where I rinsed my terry nappy and baby pants before I soaped myself and rinsed off. Dried off, disposable in my bin, clean disposable against my skin under my terry nappy and baby pants followed by my shorts and T shirt, nappy on my radiator under my towel then down to Mom. It was our regular weekend dog walk on the Chase. Mom parked the car then we made our way down the ravine and up the other side and starting our circular walk. As usual we stopped at the café and Mom said

“Can you wait here with the dog for a Moment while I just nip for a wee” and she was gone. I needed a wee too but I just let it go as I felt the heat build up between my legs while wetting my nappy. I knew I was OK as these nappies could easily cope with anything. Mom came back

“right, let’s get a coffee then” and Mom went in and got a couple of coffee’s and we sat on a bench outside to drink them.

“OK, let’s get back then” and we stood up and to go back to the car.

I stood up and immediately froze as I began to wet again.

“you done then” Mom asked a Moment later

“yes, sorry, just lost in my thoughts for a Moment”

“it’s fine, we’ll go when you’re ready” I finished my wee then I made my way back to the path.

“OK then, you done then” and we were off.

I sometimes did wonder if Mom could read my mind as her comments could always be taken one of two ways. Either she knew I was wearing a nappy and was giving me space and permission to use it or she was just hustling me along.

We get back to the car and I get in, looking down at my shorts and I can see that my nappy has swelled up quite a lot and I am looking very padded down there.

“Right then, let’s get you home so you can get changed and go and see your girlfriend.”

I went up to my room and got my nappy changed. Making a mental note that I need to empty my bedroom bin as it was full of used nappies. I was then downstairs and saying bye to Mom as I started my walk to Julie’s. It was only 15 minutes down the paths.

Arriving at Julie’s and I knock the door and can hear a commotion inside. The door is soon opened by Sandra

“Oh hi Joe, Julie will be down in a second she just had to nip up to her room” and I followed Sandra into the living room where Kelly was playing with her dolls just wearing a Pampers nappy and a T shirt. Julie appeared Moments later, telling her Mom

“We’re just going up to my room to listen to my records and I follow Julie upstairs. Looking up as I follow her upstairs and she is wearing her nappy and baby pants, pink baby pants of course. Julie puts an album on and then we got on her bed and we start kissing.

“Sorry I didn’t answer the door, I was playing with my sister and was only in my underwear” she says

“It’s OK, I don’t mind your underwear” as we are kissing again.

This time I am not holding back as I lie on top of and she wraps her legs around me and we start kissing and grinding, even though we are both wearing bulky terry nappies and baby pants, I can still feel everything. I could feel my breathing quickening as was hers and her hands are round me and feeling the top of my trousers. I know my nappy is sticking above my waistband but all I am thinking about is Julie. We roll over and now Julie is now on top. My hands are around her waist feeling the waistband of her skirt and the baby pants and nappy poking above as Julie speeds up her grinding and breathes quicker as do I before I explode again and lie there quivering as Julie hold me. Julie then sits up and is sitting on my bare legs and just grinning at me. Lying there and I feel my bladder empty but also hear it hiss. So does Julie as a big grin appears on her face and then I feel heat on my legs. Julie is sitting on me and wetting her nappy at the same time and both of us just stayed there for a minute giggling but neither of us acknowledging what has just happened.

Julie jumped off the bed and changed the record before climbing back over me and snuggling back in.

“You OK” she asked

“Of course I am, I’m with you”

“at least you’ve not made a mess in your pants this time” she said while stroking my hair with one hand and other hand on my leg just under my shorts, feeling my plastic baby pants.

Seeing the time, I say to Julie

“I need to be getting home for my Tea, it’s school tomorrow”

“are you coming to see me after school”

“yes of course, I will need to get my homework done first and then I’ll be round”

“OK, missing you already” and I was off back home.

Mom was just finishing cooking tea as I came in and she asked me

“Hi Joe, can you get the table ready while I serve this up”

Tea served and eaten and then I helped Mom tidy up and wash the dishes. Mom then said

“do you want to go and get changed and get ready for bed while I finish up here and then we can watch some telly.”

I went up to my room and got my clothes off followed by disposable nappy that I balled up and put in my bin, then the usual clean disposable, terry nappy pinned on and baby pants pulled up. Looking at myself in the mirror, there did seem to be a lot of capacity in the rear which was perfect for my doubled up nappies. I can’t even remember where these came from, they just seemed to appear in the back of my wardrobe. I got my PJs on and went down to find Mom already in the living room.

I settle down but I am soon asleep and having an uncomfortable dream. I am being chased by the school bully and I’m running through a stream. I try to climb up a bank out of the stream but fall backwards and land sitting in the stream and I’m wet. I’m then aware that Mom is shaking me awake

“Joe, Joe wake up, you’re safe. Are you wet?”

“I.. I.. I don’t know” as my senses came back to me and I have only half woke up. The first thing that I am aware of is that I am wetting as I can feel it, but I ignore it.

Come on then, let’s get you to bed. I am still asleep and this feels like it is happening in my dream. Mom guides me upstairs and into my room. Then in my dream, just like when I was little, she undresses me and gets me to lie on my bed as he pulls my baby rubbers off and unpins my terry nappy then she replaces my wet disposable nappy, pins my terry nappy back on, pulls my baby pants up and tucks me in, a kiss on the head and she leaves me to sleep.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2025 at 7:14 AM
Content: Mon …

Beep.. beep.. beep..

It’s my alarm and I have to get up for school. I lie there for a Moment with some strange memories of some weird dream and I slide out of bed. Unable to put the pieces together, I pull my PJ’s on and go down for breakfast with Mom. Extra crinkly this morning it seems very loud to me but as usual, Mom does not appear to hear anything.

“Bin men are coming today, if you need to empty the bin in your bedroom. I’ve already emptied the kitchen and bathroom bins so it’s just yours.” I just sit there sipping my coffee as I feel my nappy heating up again, I’m wetting without even trying. “I also want to nip into Asda’s later, is there anything you need?” Yeh I need some more nappies but I can’t say that out loud.

“Yeh but I’ll sort it later” is my actual reply

I finish my breakfast then up for a shower and get dressed for school. I actively avoid nappies at school, I have enough problems there already without giving them more ammunition. My wet nappy balled up and in the bin, I pick up the full bin to take downstairs. I need to get some nappy sacs as this bin stinks. I walk through the kitchen and straight past Mom but she does not notice what my bin is full of. I take it outside and empty it into the main bin, a bin liner would be good, I could just tie that up, maybe even bin liners and nappy sacs. I’ll sort that later. Going back into the house, Mom is still in the kitchen

“Could you get me some bin liners when you go shopping please, it’ll make emptying my bin easier”

“OK no problem, I’ll get you some little waste bags as well to keep it all tidy”

I get my book bag and I’m off to school with my mind still reeling from the weekend I’ve had, has it even been real, it doesn’t seem real.

7 hours later and I am getting off the bus ready for the walk home and I see Julie’s bus coming but she will already have got off the stop before. I start my walk home with Julie front and centre in all my thoughts.

I get home and go in. Mom is still at work so I drop my bag and go to the kitchen to get a drink. The washing line is still full of towels, bedding and some white squares that look like old nappies that Mom uses as dusters. Seeing into my neighbour’s gardens and there washing lines are also full of white square nappies drying in the breeze. They have toddlers though.

I take my drink and my book bag upstairs to my room where I take my uniform off and get my double nappy on then just sit there in my T shirt to start my homework.

I hear Mom get home just as I finish my homework, so I pull my shorts on and go down to meet her

“Oh hi Joe, how was your day?”

“Hi Mom, it was OK. Monday so double maths but I’ve done my homework”

“Good boy, can you give me a hand with the shopping please” and we go out and start getting the shopping bags out of the car. I get the bags with cans in and Mom grabs some other bags with bulky rectangular objects in, They could be toilet paper rolls or kitchen paper rolls or lady things or nappies. Yes I actually thought nappies as the bit I saw was the right colour and the bag the right shape but I also know Mom would have no reason to buy nappies as I laughed to myself, wishful thinking. If only I could wear nappies as openly as Julie appears to, like it was normal. Normal would be good as I’m sure I need nappies now as I become aware that I am wetting myself, well wetting my nappy anyway. Mom then passes me a couple of things.

“Bin liners like you asked for and some little waste bags”

“Thanks” as I take them upstairs to my room. It is then that I notice she has bought me bin liners as requested but also nappy sacs! I guess they are actually what I need, Mom seems to be good at this without knowing a thing.

“see you in a bit, I’m going to see Julie” I say

“OK, be careful, see you in a bit” Mom replies and I’m off.

I arrive at Julies and knock the door, Sandra lets me in and shouts up the stairs

“Julie, Joe’s here” Julie then appears at the top of the stairs wearing a big T shirt and pink cycling shorts underneath. Cycling shorts on girls hide nothing, hence the term ‘visible panty line’ where you can see the seems of their underwear through their clothing. Julie doesn’t wear panties and I can definitely see the shape of her underwear, it just happened to be shaped like a nappy, no mistaking her rounded bum like a balloon.

“Come on then slow coach” she shouts down and I take my shoes off and go up to her. We go in her room and I can see her open books on her desk where she has being doing her homework and an album record is already playing. Julie wraps her arms round me, kissing me as we fall onto her bed. I’ve been waiting for this as we kiss and roll around on the bed. I’m on top grinding our crotches together with my arms around her waist. I can now feel that we are grinding the padding of our nappies in ignorant bliss, feeling her nappy stick out the top of her shorts which did not even try to hide her nappy. We pump and writhe away at each other until I erupt with an orgasm that seems to shake the room then collapse on top of her. Julie rolls me over and slides down so her head is lying on my chest and her tummy on my waist. I feel as I wet my nappy while still lying there delirious and Julie holds me tighter as I do. Does she know? I then feel the heat on my legs where Julie is lying on me, she is wetting too.

“Good boy” she coo’s to me as I cradle her head on my chest.

It had been a couple of hours as I peel Julie off me

“I’ve got to go home for my tea now” as I kiss her gently on the lips “I’ll try to see you tomorrow after school, maybe we can do something”

“Yeh OK, see you later” we go downstairs and I get my shoes on, one last kiss and I’m gone.

I get back home and we have tea then I go up and get ready for bed, I just change my disposable then shorty PJ’s and back down to watch telly. I know its early, it is just our routine.

“Oh!” Mom says “I’ve got something for you that I think you will like” as she hands me a clear plastic bag with a grey object inside. I take it out and it is an enormous grey T shirt like thing “It’s a men’s nightshirt” she adds “I thought it would be comfier for you” I like it.

I pull my T shirt off in the living room, I know my nappy waistband peeks above my shorts at times, but Mom never notices details like that. I pull the nightshirt on, it nearly comes to my knees.

“It’s like a nightie, that girls wear.” I proclaim

“yes, but it is a nightshirt, girl’s nighties are nightshirts too they are just known as nighties and just like girls, you must wear underwear with it, girls always wear their knickers under their nighties which won’t be a problem for you as I know you wear underwear with your PJ’s anyway. You won’t need your PJ shorts so I thought it would be comfier for you, as I pulled my PJ shorts off too.

It was far less restrictive than my PJ’s and I liked it. Mom went up and got her nightie on too, Moms’ nightie was also just an oversized T shirt only hers was pink with a bunny rabbit on it. We soon settled down at each end of the sofa for our evening TV watching. My mind still on Julie and imagining her in her nightie. No doubt also pink but with lacy edges. Yes Julie would definitely have something special and intricate but no she would not be wearing knickers under her nightie. I’ve never known Julie to be wearing knickers ever. Julie would be wearing a nappy under her nightie, just like me.

I’m on the settee watching something on telly and my hand resting on my leg has drifted between my legs and I can feel the plastic of my baby pants completely exposed where my nightshirt has drifted up.

Glancing down and I see the stark contrast of my grey nightshirt and the brilliant white of my nappy and baby pants exposing themselves below. I make a mental note to be more careful here as I shift and pull my shirt back down to cover myself.

“You OK Joe” Mom asks, looking directly at me as I’m moving about

“Yes thanks, just getting used to my new nightshirt”

“You like it then?”

“Yes, it’s great thanks” I shift a little more and check that my rear is also covered. It’s not!. As I am half sitting and half lying away from Mom with my legs tucked up, my bulky double nappy on my bum, covered by my bright white childsize baby pants with ‘forward facing legs’ is completely exposed to Mom where my nightshirt has pulled up under me. It is at least a couple of inches thick and completely unmistakable. How she missed it when looking at me, I have no idea as I pull my nightshirt down and cover myself. I suppose girls must grow up used to this as they are wearing skirts and dresses all their lives, they know how things ride up and show things off which is why they are always smoothing their dresses and skirts and checking their hems and sitting carefully either knees crossed or at least knees together. Mom goes to make us a cup of tea and I try sitting with my knees together and crossed but can’t do neither due to the bulk of my nappy and my boy bits packaged beneath.

We finish our evening and Mom follows me up to bed where I clean my teeth then go into my room. I change my disposable nappy again then climb into bed and asleep

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2025 at 7:14 AM
Content: Tue ….

Beep.. beep.. beep..

I kill my alarm as my hand drifts down to feel my underwear, by the bulk of it I know that it is already wet where I have wet in my sleep, but I lie there as I let my morning wee go too. I know that I now wet in my sleep, but I am not fussed about it. I just have to make sure that I go to bed in a clean nappy every night otherwise I will probably leak and I will have a wet bed. I know as it has happened before. I just left my duvet pulled back so the air could get to the wet patch and it was dry by the time I went to bed. I’m not overly worried though as I still have a mattress protector. Mom says it for the best as I get so hot and sweaty at night, I would soon spoil the mattress.

I get up and go downstairs in my nappy and nightie. I can feel my nappy swinging freely between my legs as I enter the kitchen, this is a new feeling! I sit at the kitchen table to eat my breakfast, it’s a small round clear glass table with 4 chairs and I can see my legs but I can also see my nappy where my nightie has drifted up again. I adjust myself to stay covered up, it seems impossible for my nightie to stay down on its own, but at least Mom hasn’t noticed.

Breakfast finished then school uniform again and I’m off to school, I’m wondering, does Julie wear her nappy for school too. She must do as I’ve never seen her not in a nappy. I wish I could do that, but I know I would never get away with it and I would be ridiculed. I remember back in year 1, one of the boys, Billly Price, used to mess his pants almost every day, then he had to wear a nappy that everybody could see under his shorts with what looked like a balloon in his pants, nobody would talk to him or let him play with them, he was very unhappy and then he stopped coming to our school altogether. Then in year 2 there was a rumour that one of the girls, Elaine Symmonds, was wearing nappy too. All of her friends denied it and nobody ever saw anything so it went away. I suppose that is the difference between girls and boys, girls keep secrets and boys try to use them as ammunition.

7 hours later, I’m walking home and I need a wee badly. I’m not very good at holding and don’t normally have to. I can feel that my underwear is damp but nothing showing yet. I quicken my step to get home. Key in the door and I’m in and leaking more now, I get to the bathroom just as I lose control and completely soak myself while standing in front of the toilet. Oh well, I strip off and put my wet things to one side of the laundry basket, I don’t think Mom would appreciate my wet things soaking the rest of the washing. I ditch my school shirt as well, then go into my room and get my nappy on. I thought I was nearly out of disposable nappies but looking at the pack now and it is still half full. I have no idea what is going on, since meeting Julie, my head has been in a spin.

I sit down and start my homework, English and Geography but my mind is elsewhere. I’m reading through the text of the book looking for the plot and sub-plot and relax while doing so, thinking about Julie and feel as I fill my nappy, I wonder if Julie does that as it seems to most natural thing in the world to do when you are wearing nappies. No problem for me though as Mom won’t be home for a couple of hours so plenty of time to clean up. Just tricky as I now have to wash it and then I have two nappies to get dry on my radiator. I can risk it though and not have one under my towel as Mom never notices anyway. I really need to learn how to use the washing machine, if I could use that and have a nappy bucket, I would only have to wash nappies twice a week. The terry nappies never get really wet or really dirty though as I have a disposable nappy against my skin that catches most of the mess, they still get little stains though that I try to wash out. Luckily, they seem to evaporate during the day when my nappy is drying on my radiator, I have no idea how that works.

I get cleaned up and then dressed just as Mom gets home, Mom walks in the door and into the kitchen

“Hi Mom”

“Hi Joe, how was your day”

“OK, English and Geography homework but it’s done”

“Good boy, you seeing Julie tonight”

“no, she’s with Jane tonight, girls’ night”

“Yes, good idea. She needs to keep her friends.” Nothing much to do so I set about mowing the back lawn. It was a warm evening and Mom bought me a couple of large cold drinks out while I was doing and sure enough, they went straight through me and I could feel that my nappy had expanded considerably and I needed changing. I’m walking bow legged by the time I am finished and everything put away. I walk into the kitchen and Mom says

“do you want to go and get changed before tea, you look like you need it.” Was she referring to my sweaty T shirt or my bloated nappy? I go upstairs and get undressed, walking across the landing in just my nappy and carrying my still wet bath towel from where I had showered earlier. It’s a risk but very unlikely that Mom will come upstairs as she is getting tea ready. Showered and changed into another clean nappy, I’m losing count of how much washing I’ve got to do. I just put my wet nappy into one of the nappy sacs and it can wait. Disposable nappy in another sac and in my bin. Mom has bought me pink nappy sacs but I guess it doesn’t matter as they are only being thrown away. Clean nappy on all covered with my nightie and I’m down for tea.

We eat tea and clear up then settle in front of the telly for our normal evening. I’m not really concentrating on the telly as all I have is Julie on my mind. I have seen and felt her nappy and know she has wet it while sitting on my lap twice. She has no problem wearing a nappy under her short skirt and then walking upstairs in front of me. She knows that she is showing her nappy off to me, but it is never mentioned. At the same time, Julie is all over me every chance she gets, my nappy is hardly discreet when she is sitting on me so she must know but that is also never mentioned. I guess the best thing is to enjoy it while I have her, there is no saying where we will both be in a couple of years.

It's bedtime before I even realise it and Mom is following me up the stairs. It crosses my mind, when I’m following Julie upstairs, then I can see her nappy under her skirt. My nightshirt is like a short dress, does that mean Mom can see my nappy under my skirt?

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2025 at 7:15 AM
Content: Wed …

Beep.. beep.. beep..

Is it morning already as I lie there and feel as my bladder empties. Downstairs and I can feel my nappy swinging between my legs. I know I have overwhelmed my disposable and so my terry nappy needs washing. I am generating a lot of washing. Mom uses the terry nappies as dusters and keeps them in the airing cupboard; it is also where I help my self to them. I will have to come up with an excuse as to why I have used do many. I could clean the windows tonight and say I used them doing that.

Breakfast and shower followed by disposable nappy in one nappy sac and in my bin and then a couple of wet terry’s in another 2 nappy sac’s which are placed in the bottom of my wardrobe and I’m then dressed and off to school.

7 hours later, I’m walking home and I see Mom is already home before I even get to the house. I walk in and say

“Hi Mom” and she replies

“Hi Joe”

“Your home early”

“Yes, they owed me a few hours so I took the afternoon off to get on with some jobs done while its nice.” I look out of the window at the washing line, it is full of nappies and my school uniform from yesterday. “I’ve been having a good clean through as it smelt a bit musty yesterday. I’ve found the wet rags in your bedroom that you have obviously being using for cleaning and I have got them washed. I’ll have to get you a bucket with a lid to keep them in. We’ll nip out in a bit when you’ve done your homework.”

I go upstairs and without thinking, strip off then nappies and T shirt on and get on with my homework just like normal. It’s Chemistry and Physics tonight, Physics is hard but doable, Chemistry makes no sense and feel like I’m on another planet trying to get my head round it. With barely a thought, I am wetting my nappy then as is also a regular occurrence, I relax and fill my nappy too. I have no idea why but I really do feel a lot less stressed when I do this and I get on with my work.

I don’t even hear Mom come up the stairs and appear at my open door, looking straight at me and she says

“Hi Joe, when you’ve done, have a quick shower and get dressed and we’ll go to maccies for tea.” And then she was gone. How does she not see or does she not look.

Showered clean nappy and dressed, then down the stairs and in the car. First stop is a homeware store. Mom makes a beeline for the children’s department where she immediately finds what she is looking for. A yellow bucket with a lid and little duck decals across the front.

“I know its not what you would choose at 17 but it will be ideal for your cleaning cloths and only we will see it. Decision made then. I now had a yellow nappy bucket for my room. I will have to be more careful what I am wishing for as Mom is clearly reading my mind. Into maccies for tea, I did consider a happy meal but I need something bigger. Food consumed and back home.

Straight upstairs, changed and into my nightie then downstairs to watch telly with Mom. Walking past Mom in the living room and she says

“Come here Joe, you’ve got your night shirt caught in your underwear as pulls my nightie out of my baby pants where it had got caught and she never even saw what I am wearing. I get the discovery channel on for a bit but it is soon bedtime and Mom is following me upstairs as usual. Into my room and door closed and I stand to change my disposable nappy before getting into bed and asleep.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2025 at 7:16 AM
Content: Thu …

Beep.. beep.. beep..

I’m awake and out of bed walking down the stairs and wetting at the same time, no thought and no control.

Eating breakfast and slowly becoming aware. My nappy is very heavy again this morning, no doubt very wet disposable and terry. Breakfast finished then upstairs and in the shower, nappy rinsed, me washed then into the bedroom, disposable in a nappy sac and in my bin, terry in my nappy bucket and lid on. Dressed and ready for school. I wonder whether Julie’s life is so complicated or is she just looked after?

There is a secret zipped compartment in my book bag, I take a major risk and hide a disposable nappy in there. I always need a wee on the way home and surely this is less risky than wet pants.

7 hours later and I’m heading home, I stopped in the toilets on the way out of school, they are deserted that time of day. I get my hidden disposable nappy and put it in my pants, its completely hidden. Then I set off on my way home, terrified that someone will see and out me. I’m safe as I walk into our estate and feel as I let a wee go in my nappy. Nappies do work with school uniforms after all. This is a home time walk thing only. I’m too nervous about being caught.

I get home, nappy changed and in my T shirt to start my homework, metal work theory and trigonometry. Homework finished and I get my shorts on just as Mom gets home

“Hi Mom”

“Hi Joe, how was your day”

“OK I suppose, metalwork and trig for homework. Much better than chemistry. I’m going to see Julie”

“OK, I’ll get tea ready for 6 like normal.”

“OK, see you later” and I was off on my walk.

I knock on the door and Sandra opens it just as Julie races past and upstairs just wearing her disposable nappy and a vest.

“back in a sec” Julie shouts down as she disappears into her bedroom.

“Hi Jo, sorry about that, she’s not quite ready for you. Take a seat and I’ll be back in a sec” as I go into the living room where Kelly is also just wearing a nappy and a vest, by the state of the dolls spread around on the carpet, it looks like they had been playing together. Julie and Sandra come back down a couple of minutes later, Julie now back in her cycling shorts and padded with her nappy, a nappy under shorts or jeans is a dead giveaway as it’s round like a balloon. I’m starting to be able to tell the difference by sight alone. It makes me wonder if I’m also so visible, I always thought everything was hidden but now I am starting to see things differently.

“Mom says we’ve got to go and do something and not just sit in my room, so we are going to the park” Julie tells me, she has clearly got this worked out “OK, see you in a bit Mom, we are just going to the park”

“OK honey, be good” and then we were off. We were quite fortunate in that we were both wearing quite long T shirts that covered us up, Julie’s being even longer than mine, but that was good as her nappy was more obvious than mine.

We got to the park and sat on the swings; we had the park to ourselves when Julie started with

“How many girlfriends have you had?”

“Me, well I guess I’ve had 2, one at junior school but only for 2 days. 1 in seniors, we had been going out for a couple of weeks in the first year, she mentioned something about bedwetters, I didn’t make fun of them and she guessed I was a bedwetter too. She then started making fun of me and finished with me”

“How many befriends have you had”

“only 2, you and Steve Smith from school. He made fun of me in front of his friends and really upset me, I said I would never trust another boy. But then I met you. You’re different and I feel we have too much in common for you to make fun of me”

“How so”

“You know, just stuff” Julie then got off her swing and came and stood in front of me. With me sitting on the swing, she stood between my legs and pressed herself against me and we started kissing, gently and lightly pushing me backwards and forwards while pressing our crotches. I was very aware of our mutual padding and started to get breathless and excited as Julie intensified her actions and just kept going until I exploded in my underwear, Julie clearly enjoying the effect she has on me.

“oh I do hope you haven’t made a mess again” she said to me with a grin.

“Nope, no problems and no mess here” as I check my jeans for any telltale stains. Standing there I relax as I let my bladder go too but Julie hears the hiss and stands there with a big grin on her face.

“I need a wee” she says as she gets back in close to kiss me again.

“Do you need to go home then?” I ask dumbly

No answer, just kissing.

We spend the next ½ hour chasing each other around the play equipment, on the roundabout, into the treehouse and down the slide. Julie then stops and is bent double holding her stomach and she stays there for a few Moments before standing up again. Then I catch a wiff. Julie has had an accident and just filled her nappy.

“Do you need to go home now?” I ask.

“Probably better” she replies. I then take her hand and we start the walk back to her house not talking.

“I’m sorry” she says, tears in her eyes.

“You have nothing to be sorry about”

“but nobody wants to be my friend when this happens”, “Do you love me?” she asked

“I think so, I think that is what I am feeling, I’ve never loved anybody before except my Mom and dad but this is different. I can’t stop thinking about you, I always want to be with you and just want to make you happy, making you happy makes me happy so yes I think I love you”

“Steven Smith said he loved me. But then this happened and he started making fun of me and telling me that I’m just a baby and then laughing with his friends. It shouldn’t still be happening and it doesn’t happen to anybody else but it keeps happening to me.”

“I will never make fun of you and I think I understand” we stopped along the alleyway where we were still on our own and I squatted down to tie my shoelace and filled my nappy too. Julie just stood watching in disbelief until I was done and I stood up.

“What are you doing?

“Just tying my shoelace” but we now both had the same secret. My hope was this would reassure Julie that she could always trust me.

We made our way back to Julie’s house, both walking a bit bow-legged until we got to her front door.

“I won’t come in as I need to get home, but you are not alone anymore, I’m with you” but we faced each other in a tight embrace and kissed. I felt as I began weeing in my nappy and not a care in the world, completely destressed.

“See you tomorrow”

“yes, see you tomorrow” and I turned and started my walk home.

Walking in the back door into the kitchen, Mom was there getting our tea ready.

“Oh hi Joe, tea is nearly ready, do you want to lay the table for us” so I pulled the table and chairs out, put the mats on the table and the cutlery, walking in and out of the kitchen as I do so. “Might be an idea if you have your shower and change your bum before tea and then we will be ready for our TV.” I can’t believe she said change your bum. A quick off-hand comment but she said it.

Showered changed into a clean nappy, my nightie on and I go down for tea.

“we went to the park this afternoon, me and Julie”

“no, Julie and I” Mom corrected

“yeh she was trying to catch me but I’m too quick”

“Running away from girls is not always the best idea”

“Yeh, but I let her catch me in the end and then we was talking, she asked me how many girlfriends I’ve had and then she told me about her only other boyfriend but he was mean and made fun of her to his friends because of her size and she has some other problems”

“Oh dear, that’s not nice. I hope you are never mean to her”

“No way, she even asked me if I love her, I said I like her more than anybody in the world, except my Mom, but I don’t know what love is yet. Then Julie had an accident like little kids have and she was really upset and scared I was going to stop liking her and make fun of her. So, I did the same to show her she could trust me and it’s no big deal.”

“Ah, OK, I think I get it, but that is your secret to keep with Julie, that is where the trust comes in” I sat there thinking about what Mom was saying and felt as I just started weeing, no plan just wet. This happens more when I’m relaxed after I’ve filled my nappy but that is not something I can talk to anybody about. I know Julie filled her nappy and I’m pretty sure she knows I filled mine too, but we left it unsaid.

We watched telly for a bit my mind was miles away with Julie and I went to bed early, clean disposable nappy first though.

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2025 at 8:04 AM
Content: Fri

Beep.. beep.. beep..

I’m awake, I’ve not been to sleep for long. I’ve been thinking about Julie all night. We’ve shared so much but actually acknowledged nothing.

I know that she wears a nappy and I have seen her wearing and using her nappies but she has never said and I have never asked, why?
I think she knows that I wear a nappy and she has seen me wearing and using my nappies but I have never said and she has never asked, why?
I know she wears nappies openly at home and her Mom helps her with them.
I keep everything concealed and my Mom takes no part with them.
This was all a lot to consider and nobody I could ask advice from.

I venture down for my breakfast, not even aware of what I am wearing. My nappy is normally the first thing on my mind in a morning, but not this morning,

“Morning Joe”

“Morning Mom”

“are you OK?”

“I don’t know, Julie thinks I’m going to leave her and make fun of her and I don’t know what else to do”

“well from what you were saying last night, I can see that you are prepared to try with her, have you talked to her?”

“Yeh, we talk all the time”

“I know but have you talked to her properly and asked her how she feels and been open about what she means to you?”

“No, I don’t know how to say that”

“OK, get her to come and see you on Saturday morning and I will see if I can break the ice for you and work out what it is that you are both looking for.”

“I don’t know how that works”

“Don’t worry about it, you and Julie have fun later and then we can have fun tomorrow and it will be OK”

“Really”

“Yes really, it’s called girl talk and I used to be a girl. Go and get your bum changed and get ready for school” and I started walking upstairs even more confused now as I went up for my shower, Girl talk, getting issues sorted, what we are both looking for, did she really say ‘get my bum changed’ again?

Showered and dressed, I conceal a disposable nappy in my book bag again. That had worked well for me. Then its bye to Mom and I start on my way to school.

7 hours later and school is done for the week. I stop in the toilets on the way out of school and get my nappy on in my pants, this just feels right. I start my way home and I’m not even halfway before I’m wet, this is me.

I get home and get a terry nappy and baby rubbers on in place of my disposable then stop. This is not what I am after so take it all off and then pin a double terry nappy on with my baby pants, this feels better and put my T shirt on to start my homework, just history tonight. I sit there trying to concentrate on my assignment as I feel my nappy heat up. Terry nappies feel different to disposables nappies and it is a sensation that is burned into my soul and one that I do not fully understand.

I’ve never met anybody else that wears nappies until I met Julie, well I haven’t met anybody where I know they wear nappies as nobody knows I wear them, except Julie. Or does she? I can’t say she does or doesn’t, I just think she knows. I hear Mom come home as I finish my homework and pull my shorts on, thin cotton shorts that do little to hide what I am wearing and I know fail to conceal from behind as my nappy hangs below my shorts and a balloon in my pants the same as a toddler, they are a token gesture and a signal of how I feel.

“Hi Mom”

“Hi Joe, how was your day”

“OK, I think. I’ve done my History homework already, but I can’t stop thinking about Julie and I’m scared”

“It’s OK darling” Mom says as she comes over to me and puts her arms around me “It will be OK, trust me” as her hand rests on my nappied bottom, she gives a firm press and I feel my shorts sliding over my shiny plastic baby pants “We will get it sorted, are you seeing Julie today?”

“yes, I was going round after tea, because its Friday”

“OK chippy tea tonight then” as we go to the car to drive to the shops.

I probably should not be out dressed as I am but my T shirt is quite long, so I take the chance. We get to the chippy and get in the queue when Julie Sandra and Kelly appear in the queue with us. Julie wearing a skirt and a T shirt and Kelly in a T shirt and shorts, I can see Kelly’s nappy under her shorts, no doubt the same as mine, but Julie is discreet and has a big grin on her face as she is looking at me.

“Hi Julie, hi Sandra, this is my Mom Beth” I say

“Oh Hi Beth” says Sandra. Julie had squatted down on the floor facing me, tying her shoelace and there it was, her nappy showing under her skirt with pink baby pants over her bulky nappy. Julie was not being discreet either and I’m fairly sure my Mom saw it too. Julie just looked up to me and smiled, I think she was showing me deliberately before she stood up again.

“See you in a bit” I say to Julie as we were served and then went home to eat.

“I’m going to Julie’s” I announce as we finish the dishes

“Are you going like that?” Mom asks

“Yeh” I reply trying to look at myself and see if I’ve forgotten something.

“OK, be careful” and I’m gone on my walk to Julie’s.

I arrive at Julie’s and knock the door which Sandra opens. I go in and see Julie is lying on her tummy on the living room floor playing with Kelly and her dolls. As she is lying with her legs towards the door, I can see straight up her skirt and her pink baby pants over her bulky nappy covering her bottom. She rolls over as I walk in now showing her nappy between her legs too as she sits up and cross legged, she puts her arms in the air like a toddler wanting to be picked up as she says

“Joe” as I step over and pull her up to standing and we hug. Sandra is standing just behind me, having seen everything I saw and now smiling as we hug.

“We’re just going up to my room to listen to my records” and I follow Julie upstairs. No sooner are we in and as she close her door, she spins round and hugs me tightly

“Missed you” she says. Julie then puts he record player on with music in the background as she pulls me to her bed, pushing me into the middle of her bed, she climbs on top of me, her legs bent either side of me as she sits straddled on my lap and looks at me. Her skirt has ridden up and her bulky nappy completely on show as she comes down and kisses me, passionately. Then steadily she starts grinding her crotch into mine. Kissing and grinding with music playing, I could stay here forever.

Julie grinds harder and we kiss deeper as our breathing quickens over the first side of the album and then, just for a Moment, Julie locks rigid and stops breathing, relaxes Momentarily again then locks again, repeating several times as I exploded in my nappy and went rigid too. We lay there together both experiencing an orgasm at the same time. Julie stopped and lay on me, holding me as I wrapped my arms around her with one hand on her cute nappied bottom. I felt as Julie tensed up but also felt as something swelled in her nappy. She was filling her nappy while lying on me and then the heat on my legs as she wet her nappy too. Looking at her, she had a tear in her eye

“Sorry” she said to me with whimper as we lay there.

“Sorry? There is no need to be sorry when you do that to me.

“Yes but…”

“No buts, you are amazing and I love you”

“even when I…”

“always and forever and no matter what” as we lay there embraced and kissing gently and I relax as I wet my nappy, hearing the hiss, Julie squeezes me tighter and gives me a little smile.

“I need to…” she starts

“I know, I’ll get off home now. You come and see me in the morning and we’ll do something fun, together”

“OK” as we get up and make our way downstairs, Julie was a bit bow-legged as one of us had a load in our nappy.

Mom was in the kitchen when I got home

“Hi Mom”

“Hi Joe, everything OK”

“Better than OK” I say as I give Mom a hug. She hugs back and with a tap on my nappied bum she says

“You go and get your bum changed and we’ll watch some telly before bed”.

There it was again ‘bum change’. It only means one thing to me but I guess it could be used as a generic term. I go up to my room and do just that, get my bum changed, double terry nappies again. I was wanting to advertise my nappied state, even if it was just to myself.

Downstairs in my nighty sitting on the settee with a big glass of pop, I’m aware that my nappy is showing beneath my nighty, front and back but I do nothing to correct it. There is a quiet Moment on the telly as I’m wetting with an audible hiss. Mom looks at me and smiles before turning back to the telly, does she know and if so how much?

It gets later and decide it is bedtime as I check the doors are locked and Mom takes the pots into the kitchen and then she comes up the stairs after me, still smiling as she looks up at me, at least Mom seems happy.

Nappy changed for a terry and a disposable with clean baby pants and nighty off then lights out and into bed.

I lie there trying to process my week, am I still the same person, will everything ever go back to normal, is this my new normal, is this what I want?

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jul 30, 2025 at 8:06 AM
Content: Sat …

I was awoken with a start the following morning, Mom had come in and woken me up saying someone was here to see me and Julie followed her in into my room. Looking at the clock, it was only 9:30 but there she was, absolutely radiant and in my room where I was still in bed.

“I’ll just go and make you two a cup of tea, do you want any sugar Julie”

“no thanks” she replied and Mom left.

Julie came over and sat on the side of my bed as I’m still waking up but I’m also aware that I’m wetting my nappy. It happens every morning as I wake up and completely automatically, but I don’t normally have my gorgeous new girlfriend watching me. It happens quite often when Mom comes in to wake me up and is standing there telling me what her plans are for the day and I will just pull myself to sitting up in bed as I soak my nappy, but she has no idea about that. I’m now sitting up and soaking my nappy while Julie is sitting by me, also unaware of what is happening under my covers.

“I came round to see what you wanted to do today, we never got chance to discuss it yesterday.”

“Ok well how about we go over the chase with Mom to walk the dog.”

“Aww yeh, that sounds good”

Mom reappeared with the cups of tea and placed them on my bedside cabinet

“I’ll be leaving in about an hour if you want to come dog walking” Mom said, Julie replied

“Oh yes please”

“Well drink your tea and get dressed, I’ve put all of your clean things in your wardrobe” and Mom left, closing the door behind her and we heard as she went back downstairs.

Leaning over me, Julie kissed me and then started holding me, Julie pulled the covers off me and pulled me back down the bed, I’m naked except for my nappy and Julie has never seen my nappy before and then she climbed on and she sat on me, she sat on my nappy. I heard a distinct crinkling as she thrust her crotch against mine. With the padding of my nappy, I could feel her against me and I felt her pressure on me down their as she started to grind away. My hands on her thighs as she sat on me, leaning over and kissing me whilst grinding her crotch into mine. My hands drifting up the sides of her legs, under her skirt until I felt the elastic of her leg gatherings. Realising while still passionately kissing her, Julie was wearing a disposable nappy under her skirt, the crinkling, the elastic and now the soft plastic under my fingers Still writhing away on top of me, Julie then pumped away at me until I exploded again and then sat up and sat back on my legs as she drank her tea, as her skirt rode up and she was straddling me, her pink pampers nappy nestled between her legs.

I could feel the soft plastic of her nappy on my legs and I just lay there in bliss. I then felt as her nappy get hot, she was wetting her nappy while sitting on my lap again. Then with a little giggle, she got off me.

“I’m just going to the loo and then down to chat to your Mom while you get dressed stinky boy” and she was gone. Still foggy in my brain, I sat up on the side of my bed trying to figure out what was going on. I heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door close then footsteps going downstairs, so I went out and got in the shower. What I was not expecting was the pink disposable Pampers nappy balled up in the bathroom bin but assumed I was seeing things.

Nappy and rubbers rinsed and me washed, I went back to my room with the normal putting my nappy under my bath towel on the radiator to dry and then I got dressed.

Knowing what I now knew, it was a disposable nappy and a terry nappy and baby pants under my baggy shorts, these were big enough and baggy enough to disguise my chosen underwear.

Downstairs and Mom and Julie are chatting, seeing me and Mom says

“Come on then, let’s go”

I let Julie sit in the front seat while I sat in the back with the dog and Mom drove us to the Chase.

At the Chase, there are ravines where you scramble down one path then back up another on the other side. Julie taking the lead with the dog. Being quite steep up the other side, I could clearly see up Julie’s skirt and her Pampers baby nappy covering her bum. Mom was just in front of me and could clearly see the same thing, then looking back to me, Mom whispered

“Perfect for you, she is so pretty”

We scrambled around for over an hour before we made our way back to the cabin to get a drink.

“I need a wee and a coffee” said Mom “do you two want pop and can you watch the dog”

“Yes please” we said in unison and we sat down on a bench outside with the dog as Mom headed to the ladies.

“I do know you know” Julie said suddenly looking quite serious

“know what?” I asked dumbly

“I did know already that you wear nappies, I could tell at the disco when you had your gorilla costume on. Jane spotted it first but then told me and we both checked together. We both have little sisters, so we know what nappy bums look like and you definitely had a nappy bum and I needed to know more.”

“Oh, sorry. I thought I was being discreet”

“oh you were, we just know, I was surprised you weren’t wearing a nappy when you came to mine on Saturday because I was.”

“were you, I couldn’t tell. I knew you were at the disco, I even knew that the baby terry nappy was just disguising your actual nappy and baby pants under your baby dress”

“Well yeh, I could have just worn a disposable baby nappy, but people would then be able to tell if I wet myself as they have wetness indicators”

“If?” I asked in surprise

“Ok when I wet myself. I’ve always had a problem and it’s something to do with growth hormones, it’s also the reason I’m only as big as a 6-year-old.”

“My Mom knows too, we could see under your skirt when we were climbing the bank.”

“I know, it’s what me and your Mom were talking about while you were in the shower this morning. She was telling me that you had separation and loss anxiety after your dad died and she was just happy to keep her little boy safe.”

“What, no my Mom doesn’t know anything”

“Of course she does, she is your Mom, she said she kept it as your secret, but she’s been helping you. She was telling me that she washes your nappies and baby pants at a weekend without you knowing and she buys as many disposable nappies as you do to keep you topped up, it’s just that you don’t seem to count them. She sees you wearing your nappy under your PJ’s every night just like a toddler as they don’t hide it all and she knows that you sometimes have a dirty nappy too.”

“I don’t do that”

“She’s a Mom, she’s your Mom, She knows. I’m only a sister and I know exactly what my sister is doing in her nappy, call it female intuition. Like just now, your when your Mom said she was going to the café. She said she needed a wee without asking if I wanted to go with her, Girls always go together, even Moms and daughters or Moms and son’s girlfriends. She didn’t ask us as she knows we have our nappies on and so she knows we’ve used them.”

“how would she know I’ve got a nappy on, we can see yours under your skirt but I’ve got shorts on

“yes but we can see where your nappy is showing out of the bottom of your shorts and a balloon in your pants, it’s what nappies do.”

“OK, but Mom wouldn’t know I used my nappy”

“She is your Mom and she washes your nappies, of course she knows you use them.”

“But I’ve known anybody else who has worn a nappy past the age of 3”

“You have known the people, you just didn’t always know they were wearing nappies. So going by the people you’ve mentioned. Billy Price, you saw him in a nappy. Elaine Symmonds, she lives by me and was in nappies until just before senior school, probably still is. Jane Brown who came to the fancy dress party with me, she was wearing a disposable nappy under her terry nappy too. And then there is me, I’ve been in nappies my whole life. At home I don’t bother with clothes and it’s just a nappy and vest just like my little sister.”

Mom then reappeared with a tray of drinks for us.

“What are you two conspiring about?” Mom asked

“Joe’s nappies” Julie proclaimed, more openly and publicly than I expected. “Joe said he doesn’t ever have dirty nappies”

“only occasionally, first time he was about 8 and really poorly with the flu. He was in bed for a week and he was so poorly, I thought he was going to have to go to hospital. He was wetting his nappy all of the time and at his lowest ebb, he messed as well. He was so poorly that he didn’t even know and I just got him cleaned up. It was actually easier keeping him in nappies or he would have been a real mess to cleanup otherwise. Then another time, Joe would have been 9 or 10, I had gone out on a Saturday morning and left Joe in bed, I had actually gone out to get him some more disposable nappies and wanted to do it when Joe was not there. When I got home, Joe was downstairs watching his cartoons as expected. The look of fear on his face as I walked in, he hadn’t heard me and I surprised him. He was still in his PJ’s so I knew he was still in his nappy too but then I smelled it, he had filled his nappy and by the look on his face, he was terrified. I calmly asked Joe if he was going to have a shower and get dressed, he very carefully walked past me and up the stairs. I was in two minds about just changing him, but I didn’t say anything.”

“and Joe doesn’t know any of this?”

“Oh no, he doesn’t think I know” Mom whispered conspiratorially to Julie, but the cat was out of the bag. Mom now smiling at me “I’ve always known, he will always be my little boy” Julie sat there eager for more as my Mom started telling stories I had no idea about.

“He comes home from school everyday and changes into his nappy and a T shirt while he does his homework. It’s also when he normally fills his nappy, again it is his secret and nobody knows.” Julie was now sitting there open mouthed trying to take it in.

“But if’s secret and when you are not here, how do you know?”

“I’m his Mom, I wash his nappies, even the dirty ones. He first started back in nappies when he was 7, about a month after his dad died, he started wetting his bed. I knew what was going on and put his waterproof sheet back on to save the mattress. My sister, Alex, had been round to see us and brought my 4-year-old niece, Amy, round too. Amy is still in nappies most of the time so Alex had changed her nappy just as I was putting the washing on so put the nappy and baby pants in the washing machine. It got washed and dried and I put in the airing cupboard. I also kept a packet of disposable nappies here for her. He wet the bed almost every night but then stopped and I noticed the nappy and baby pants had gone and I went into his room after he had gone to bed and was already asleep, he has always been hot at night and normally sleeps naked but I saw he was wearing the nappy and baby pants, the following morning his bed was dry. I decided then that if it was easier for him then it was certainly easier for me, He was a good boy and tried to wash and dry his own nappy as I found it on his radiator under his towel. Seeing this, I went out and got some new nappies but got the larger childsize terry nappies and the childsize baby pants too, to go with them. The childsize pants are really big and have forward facing legs which gives that cute puffy bum. He has no idea but he has such a cute bum when he is wearing them and his nappy peeks out under his shorts and a balloon in the seat of his pants just like a toddler, just to keep things simple, I also got some of the large disposable nappies and left them in the airing cupboard too and I just keep them stocked up. I know he usually wears a disposable nappy inside his nappy during the day at weekends as well as in bed as I can tell. He doesn’t know I know and so I keep his secret for him.

He gets the Peaudouce Babyslips, the child size ones. He doesn’t quite fit in them anymore but they are good as a booster in his terry nappy. I still change him occasionally, again he has no idea but when he is asleep in bed and I see that he has already soaked his nappy, then if I am careful I can change his nappy without him even waking up.” Julie was listening to Mom intently with the biggest grin on her face. I sat there in shock with no idea what had been going on, I thought this was all secret but here I am confronted by my Mom and my girlfriend who seem to know everything. “then when he has been round to see his mate Tim and they have been drinking, I’m glad he is wearing his nappy as he just falls asleep when he gets home. I have to get him upstairs, undressed and into bed. Those are the nights when I have to make sure I change his nappy as he is fast asleep and I know he will be soaked in the morning. Mothers intuition”

“it must be so nice for him to be able to be so relaxed about it, even if he is completely clueless” Julie added

“well, I’m his Mom, I have to look out for him, I’m all he’s got.”

“well he’s now got me too”

“well I do hope so, I saw he went out on Friday to the disco trying to be all macho in his gorilla outfit, when in actual fact he looked like a big toddler in his Babygro with even his round nappy bum showing the same”

“Haha, that’s exactly what me and Jane were saying, super cute nappy bum. We knew what we were seeing though as we both have a little sister,

“Oh really, how old is your sister?”

“she is 3 but coming up 4”

“but still in nappies”

“yeh some of the time, bedtime, shopping trips, car journeys, the normal for little kids”

“Oh yes, I remember those days well, planning for the worst but hoping for the best. I thought we were done with nappies by the time he started school but oh well, if it’s what he needs.”

Julie went quiet for a Moment, staring at the forest surrounding us.

“we’d better be getting you two back, someone needs their nappy changing”

“oh sorry I was somewhere else for a Moment”

“it’s OK honey, Joe’s the same, he drifts off into his own little world and usually when he is using his nappy, I’m a Mom, I know the signs.”

“yes, it is a problem I was born with. I have a growth hormone deficiency, and I have always had bowel and urinary problems. There is no pattern or reason that we can find, it just happens, usually at the worst times when I’m having fun and that just makes it worse. If it just happened in a morning when I’ve just got out of bed, ideally just before my shower, then that would be easier. We’ve even tried enema’s and suppositories to force a pattern but I still fail.”

“It’s not failure honey, it’s just you.”

“Yeh but it’s so embarrassing when it happens”

“I know honey, but at least you have accepted it and do something about it. Accidents in nappies are easy to deal with and it’s just a nappy. Accidents in clothes and underwear are much more difficult to sort. All girls wear little nappies for that time of the month, we do it because we are taking control. In fact the word nappy comes from napkin and that is another word we use for feminine hygiene products, you are not being weak by wearing a nappy, you are being strong because you are taking control.”

“I know, I used to refuse to let Mom put me in a nappy and the last time I had a full blowout in my jeans, we were in town. It was horrible, I was 9. I was mortified and everybody was looking at us. Never again.”

“I know honey but just remember, people that matter aren’t bothered and people that are bothered don’t matter”

“I guess you’re right”

“Guess I’m right, of course I’m right, I’m a Mom” with both Mom and Julie now giggling together, they were bonding. “So what is this about you dumping Joe, he is terrified you are going to leave him”

“it is what I have always felt that I have do to protect myself, it is easier to leave than to be made fun of”

“and you think Joe is going to make fun of you because of this”

“I filled my nappy, it doesn’t get any worse, of course he is going to dump me.”

“and what actually happened?”

“He stopped and filled his nappy too”

“Yes I know he did, he came in and I was getting tea ready, I was in two minds about just getting him to lie down so I could change him and why did he do that? Because that normally only happens at home, where he is safe, definitely not out in public?”

“I don’t know”

“well, I suspect it is because he did not want you to be alone, even if it is alone in a dirty nappy, he wanted to share it with you, so that you were together, he put himself in danger of ridicule to make you feel safe.”

“Really? Why would he do that?”

“Because he loves you, it might not be the fairy tale that all girls dream of but it is still the same thing, he loves you, he wants to be with you, he wants to protect you, he wants to make you happy.”

We finished our drinks and set off back towards the car, Julie and me are holding hands and ahead of Mom.

“From where I am I can see both of your nappies as your skirt is too short and your shorts are failing to hide your nappy as it looks like a balloon in the back and from down here I can see it”

Julie then slows down and is now walking with Mom and starts singing

“I can see your nappy; I can see your nappy” with Mom and Julie both now giggling.

“Does anybody need their nappy changing before we go home?” asked Mom

I guess it’s not my secret anymore.