Tommy's Big Adventure
TOMMY'S BIG ADVENTURE
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My name is Tom, when I was 13 years old my Mom and Dad got a divorce and I had to move to a new town with my Mom because she found a new job there. My Dad and I never got along and it was always Mom and I that did things together.
We moved next door to a really nice lady, Ms. Jacobsen, who also lived alone with her son. Her son was 11 years old and was mentally handicapped. He was really nice though and we played together a lot and became good friends. He did have problems with going to the bathroom and had to wear diapers all the time.
Often when we were outside playing I’d notice he stunk and would have to bring him in the house and tell his Mom he needed to be changed. She’d immediately take him to her bedroom where she had a large changing table and would help him on to the table and change his diaper. While she changed him I’d stand and watch and we’d talk.
She was such a beautiful woman with long dark hair, a thin build and very large full breasts. While I’d stand there talking to her I couldn’t help my eyes being drawn to her large breasts when she wasn’t looking. They were so beautiful. She was so kind and gentle that it made me wish I was on the table being cared for with such tenderness.
My Mom was never that gentle and tender and my Dad certainly wasn’t. When she was done changing Timmy she would help him back to the floor and kiss him on the cheek and we’d run back outside to play. Ms. Jacobsen worked at a hospital and would have a girl named Chris come and babysit for Timmy during the day.
Chris was a junior in high school that lived just down the street and had a sister my age named Sammy, who I went to school with. I didn’t like Chris and she didn’t like me. She wasn’t very nice and treated Timmy like crap.
Sometimes when I’d come in and tell her Timmy needed to have his diaper changed, she’d say “I don’t have time right now, go outside and play”. Timmy would sometimes have to go all day with a poopy diaper.
One day shortly after my 14th birthday Ms. Jacobsen said that her babysitter had quit and she was really in a jamb because she had to be to work. I told her I could take care of Timmy if she wanted. We were always playing together anyway. Ms. Jacobsen said she’d ask my Mom about it and make sure it was ok with her. That started my babysitting job.
Ms. Jacobsen left for work and Timmy and I went out to play. We were playing for a while when I noticed Timmy stunk. I asked him if he had pooped in his diaper and he said he did. I said, “Well let’s go in and I’ll change your diaper.”
We went in the house and I helped him up onto the changing table. I opened the drawers to get out a new diaper and some wipes. I also noticed several pair of plastic pants in the drawer. They were blue with pink and blue dots on the them and little animals all over them.
I picked up one of the diapers. It was very thick and soft. I really liked the feel of it and as I changed Timmy’s diaper I wondered what it would be like to have Ms. Jacobsen change a diaper on me.
After I finished changing Timmy I asked him if he wanted to lie down for a while. He always takes an afternoon nap. Timmy said he did. I went to help him off the table and he said, “But I need my animal pants on for bed”.
I opened the drawer and got out a pair of the animal print plastic pants. I said, “You mean these”. “Yes, those are my animal pants. See all the animals on them”.
I helped him put on his animal plastic pants over his diaper and lead him off to his bedroom and into bed.
I went back to the living room to watch some TV, but I just couldn’t get the thought of those soft thick diapers out of my mind. I thought about trying one on to see how it felt. No one would know. I could just try it to see how it fit. I quietly went back down the hall to Ms. Jacobsen’s bedroom.
I went over to the changing table and opened the drawer with the diaper in it. I picked up a diaper and just held it in my hands, squeezing it and rubbing on the soft plastic outside. I looked around, of course nobody was there, Timmy was in bed and Ms. Jacobsen was at work.
Why was I shaking, and why was I feeling so excited about putting on a diaper. I thought maybe I should just out it back and go back out and watch TV. But I just couldn’t. I really needed to try on a diaper and see what it felt like. I set the diaper on the changing table and undid the button on my jeans and unzipped them and let them fall to the floor. I quickly slid off my underwear.
Now I was standing there in just my tee shirt looking at this diaper. I picked it up and opened up the diaper spreading it out on the changing table. The inside of the diaper was so soft. I spread my legs and slide the diaper between them. I lifted the diaper up until it came into contact with my groin. It felt really soft against my skin.
I pulled the front and back of the diaper up and pulled the back tapes around to the front and fastened them, first one side then the other. I turned and looked in the mirror on the bedroom wall. I liked the way the diaper looked on me and I loved feeling the soft thick diaper.
As I stood there I could feel the bulk between my legs and just kept rubbing the front and back of the diaper with my hands. I reached back into the changing table drawer and removed a pair of the baby print plastic pants. I stepped into the pants and pulled them up over my diaper.
I wondered again what it would be like to have Ms. Jacobsen change my diaper. How soft and gentle she would be and how caring she would treat her baby. I thought about her huge breasts and how I could just stare up at them while she changed my diaper. I wondered what it would have been like to be held by her and breast fed.
I couldn’t believe the feelings I was feeling. I began to feel excited. I began to rub the front of my diaper and could feel I was about to cum. Suddenly, I came in my diaper with so much intensity that I had never felt before.
After that I thought I’d walk out to the living room in my tee shirt and diaper and finish watching my TV show in a diaper. The diaper crinkled loudly as I walked. I went to the living room and sat down on the couch. I couldn’t stop touching and rubbing my diaper through the plastic pants.
As I was watching I could feel the urge coming that I had to pee. I wondered what it would feel like to pee in a diaper, just like when I was a baby. I pushed and pushed and thought it would never come out. Then, I could feel it starting to come out.
The diaper started getting warm and beginning to swell as it absorbed the pee. I thought I was never going to stop peeing. I had to go so bad and it really filled up the diaper. The diaper became tighter and warm now and was even thicker between my legs. As I walked the diaper was pushing my legs apart slightly because it was so thick having absorbed all the pee.
I went back down to Ms. Jacobsen’s bedroom thinking I’d just take off the diaper and plastic pants and put the diaper into the diaper pail and the plastic pants back into the drawer.
As I walked into the bedroom I noticed a clothes hamper sitting in the corner. Sitting on top of all the other clothes in the hamper was one of Ms. Jacobsen’s bras. I walked over and picked up the bra. I thought to myself how big the cups were on her bra. The bra was black and soft with some frilly lining around it.
I held the bra up to the front of me thinking about what her beautiful large breasts must look like with nothing on them. I lifted her bra up to smell the smells of her. It smelled so sweet and comforting.
I could smell her in the bra and could picture her standing there in just her bra and panties while getting ready for work. I thought, if this is how good her bra smells just think of how good her whole body smells. I bet her bed smells really good to.
I walked over to her bed and pulled back the sheets. I bent down and smelled the bed sheets. Her bed did smell just like her. I could picture her laying in bed at night sleeping and how beautiful she must look. I wondered if she wore a bra to bed, or what she wore while she slept. I bet it was just a bra and panties.
I crawled up onto the bed and laid my head down on her pillow. It smelled like her too. I just laid there massaging her bra in my hands and smelling what she smelled like. I could feel someone touching the front of my stomach and reach their fingers into the front of my underwear. Then they started running their hands through my hair. Then a soft voice said, “Hey sweetheart. Tommy, wake up baby”, the voice whispered.
Suddenly it all sank in and I remembered what I was doing and where I was. NO! My eyes snapped open to see Ms. Jacobsen sitting on the bed next to me rubbing my head and running her hand through my hair. I had fallen to sleep on her bed in just my tee shirt and very soaked diaper covered by the baby print plastic pants.
I didn’t know what to say. I just laid there staring at her. I tried to say something but all that came out was “Uh, Uh”. “I’m sorry”, I said. I started to sit up, but couldn’t with her sitting right up against me. “Sorry”, she said. “Sorry for what sweetheart. I don’t have a problem with you napping while Timmy naps”.
She stood up from the bed and it was then that I noticed she was wearing a light silk robe that draped over her beautiful large breasts and flowed down to her mid thigh. The robe was tied at the waist and the opening came down well below her cleavage. I could see the inside of her breast as the robe was pushed out from her body by their enormous size.
She said, “Here let me take that”, as she removed her bra from my still tightly gripped hands. She walked to the clothes hamper and dropped the bra on top. Then she walked over to the changing table and picked up the pack of baby wipes and came back over to the bed and said, “Ok, sweetheart, why don’t you roll over onto your back so I can get you out of that very soaked diaper and plastic pants before Timmy get’s up from his nap.
I didn’t know what to say. I said, “I’m sorry Ms. Jacobsen for this”. She replied, “Sorry”? “Sorry for what sweetheart”? “I don’t mind that you slept in my bed, I’m just glad you put on one of Timmy’s diapers and a pair of plastic pants before you did so that you didn’t wet my bed”. “That was very thoughtful of you”. “Now, lay back and let’s get you changed”.
I laid back and she bent over the top of me and began to pull down the plastic pants. She pulled the plastic pants down to my ankles and left them there. I could see the whole side of her right breast and even see her nipple as the robe fell away from her chest with her being bent forward.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t take my eyes off her beautiful breast. I wanted so bad to reach out and touch it, to feel its softness and caress it. She undid my diaper tapes and pulled back my diaper. This also caused her robe to open up even father revealing almost her entire breast.
“Wow”, she said. “You really had to go didn’t you, this diaper is really soaked”. I managed to pull my eyes off her breast to look into her eyes. She had stopped and was looking right at me. She looked down at her breast and back up at me. “You like boobies, huh?” she said. I said, “w-what”. “You like looking at my boobies?” she asked.
I didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing.
She pulled out one of the wipes and started to clean me up. Her robe was now hanging so far open that I could see her entire right breast. It was so big and full and beautiful. I couldn’t help it and reached up my hand to touch it. She stopped what she was doing and turned slightly towards me. “You like that”, she asked. “Timmy really likes boobies too”, she said.
I touched her breast and it felt so soft. The skin was soft and I just rubbed my hand around on it. I could feel that her nipple was firm and was sticking out. She took my hand down and finished cleaning me up and said, “Ok sweetheart, lift up”. I lifted my butt off the bed so she could pull out the diaper.
“Ok, back down”, she said. Then she pushed my legs apart slightly and pulled up a fresh clean diaper and lifted it up to my stomach. I didn’t know what to say, she was changing me into another diaper. She pulled the tapes over and fastened them.
Then she reached down and pulled up the plastic pants. “Lift up sweetie, so I can get these under you,” she said. I lifted up, not knowing what else to do. She pulled up the plastic pants and checked that they were secure around the top of my diaper. Then she sat down next to me on the bed.
I said, “Why did you put another diaper on me.” “Oh, I did, didn’t I? I guess it’s just habit from changing Timmy’s diapers all the time”, she said. “Did you not want a diaper on, she asked? “Um… well… I…” I just didn’t know what to say. I liked her changing my diaper, and really I liked being in a diaper. But, I just knew it probably wasn’t right and I should say No. It’s just that the word wouldn’t come out.
She said, “Here, come over here,” and pulled me over to her so my head was laying on her lap. She reached down and started running her fingers through my hair, while I just laid there with my eyes glued to her beautiful large breasts.
She leaned forward and reached down to scratch her ankle. When she did the robe fell down off her shoulder and completely down to her elbow. Her completely bare left breast was now hanging right in front of my face. I felt her nipple touch my check. I turned my head slightly and her nipple was right there at my lips.
I stuck my tongue out and touched her nipple with it. It was so firm and there was a very sweet taste to it. I could feel something warm in my mouth. I swallowed and it was very sweet tasting. She sat back up and looked down at my face.
“That’s ok sweetheart, you can have some if you want”, she said. “I usually breast feed Timmy when he gets up from his nap as well.” With that she pulled her arm the rest of the way out of her sleeve and lifted my head pressing her nipple to my mouth.
I opened my mouth and began so suck on her breast. The milk from her breast was warm and sweet and tasted so good. I just kept sucking and sucking, swallowing every drop of warm sweet breast milk.
It dawned on me that here I was a 14 year old boy back in diapers and plastic pants being breast fed. I had to pee really bad again. Ms. Jacobsen must have known because I was squirming a bit and said, “That’s ok honey. If you gotta go potty you just go right ahead and go and I’ll change your diaper again later”.
I just relaxed and let the pee come. I could feel the diaper swelling and getting warm in the front again. Ms. Jacobsen said, “There you go honey, all done with that one. Let’s save the other one for Timmy when he gets up”.
With that she put her arm back into her robe and pulled it back up. Then she helped me back and stood up. She said, “Why don’t you go out and watch TV while I get Timmy up”. “But what about my diaper”, I said. “Well, let me get Timmy taken care of first”, she said. “Then I’ll get you changed again”.
With that she walked out of the bedroom and in to Timmy’s room. I went out to the living room and turned the TV back on. I was watch a show for a little while and realized I really had to take a dump. I thought I’d just wait until the next commercial. I continued watching and just squeezed my butt cheeks together to keep from going.
Suddenly, I had a severe pain in my stomach and knew I didn’t have much time left. I got up to walk down to the bedroom to ask Ms. Jacobsen if I could use the bathroom, but half way there I had to stop and squeeze my butt cheeks and legs together again to keep the poop from coming out.
It finally subsided and I walked to Timmy’s bedroom door. The door was open slightly and I could see Ms. Jacobsen breast feeding Timmy. She was so beautiful and was caressing his face and hair while he drank from her lovely breast.
Suddenly, it hit again and I couldn’t stop it from coming out. I could feel it pushing its way out no matter how hard I squeezed. I finally just had to relax and let it come out. I relaxed my grip and felt the poop push its way out and fill the back of my diaper. The diaper felt really heavy and sagged in the back.
I looked up and could see Ms. Jacobsen looking at me through the crack in the door opening. “It’s ok, you can come in”, said Ms. Jacobsen. I opened the door and walked over to the bed where she was breast feeding Timmy. “Wow”, said Ms. Jacobsen. “You sure are a smelly one. Did you poop in your diaper”? “Yeah”, I said. “Well we’re just about done here and then I’ll change your diaper”, she said.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the front door. Ms Jacobsen pulled up her robe and shouted out, “Who is it?” “Its Chris Ms. Jacobsen, I just stopped by to pick up my last check for babysitting.”
I started to panic not knowing what to do. What if Chris saw me in my diaper and plastic baby pants? If she did it would be all over the neighborhood within minutes. She’d also tell Sammy and everyone at school would know.
“Ok, come on in”, shouted Ms. Jacobsen, “the door is open and I’ll get your money from my room”. I wanted to run and hide but I couldn’t move. Ms. Jacobsen stood up and walked out of the bedroom and down the hall into her room. I moved over into the corner to hide.
Timmy called out, “Hi Chris, come and see my new truck.” “No”, I whispered to Timmy. I hoped Chris was in too much of a hurry and had to get going. I started looking around the room for a place to hide. A closet, under a blanket, something, anything I could hide under or behind.
Then, I heard Chris say “Hi Timmy” as she walked into the room. “Oh, Hi tom”, she said looking at me. I looked up and saw her starting to laugh. “Well, well, what have we here Tommy? I didn’t know you wore diapers and baby pants. She came walking over to me and I couldn’t say anything. I just stood there frozen. I thought I was going to pass out.
Chris reached down and patted my diapered butt. “Smells like someone needs his poopy diapers changed,” she said. I didn’t know what to say and I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I started to cry. Chris knelt down next to me and said, “That’s ok little baby. I didn’t mean to make you cry”.
Ms. Jacobsen came walking back in to Timmy’s bedroom. She said, “I’m really sorry Chris, but I’m a little short. If you need the money now I can walk down to the store at the end of the block and get some money out of the time machine.”
“I hate to have you do that Ms. Jacobsen, but I really could use the money tonight. I’m going out of town early tomorrow morning.” “It’s no problem”, said Ms. Jacobsen. “But would you mind watching the boys while I’m gone”. “No problem,” said Chris.
With that Ms. Jacobsen turned and walked out to go to the store. Immediately, Chris’s head snapped around and she looked right at me and said, “Boy isn’t this special. Now come with me so I can change your obviously wet and poopy diapers baby Tommy.” She reached out and grabbed my hand and began forcefully leading me to Ms. Jacobsen’s room and to the changing table.
She said, “There now you climb up on the changing table so I can change your diaper.” I turned and started to climb up onto the changing table when I heard CLICK and saw a flash. “What was that,” I asked? “Oh, nothing,” said Chris.
She reached out and grabbed the top of my plastic baby pants and pulled them down to my ankles. Then she untapped the diaper tabs and pulled the front of my diaper down. She told me to lift up my legs so she could clean up my poopy mess.
As I did I heard the CLICK and saw the flash again. This time I saw she took a picture of me with my plastic baby pants around my ankles and my poopy diaper laying open.
I yelled, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING”. She said, “Nobody would believe me that you wear diapers and plastic baby pants, let alone that you wet and poop in your diapers. Now I have the proof to show everyone.” “No, please don’t,” I begged. But I knew by her laugh it was of no use.
She cleaned up my mess and put baby powder and a diaper back on me. Then she pulled my plastic baby pants back up. She sat me up and took my tee shirt off.
She said, “Here give me that. Some of your poop got on your shirt.” She helped me back to the floor and said, “You babies go and play now.”
Then she said, “Wait. Tommy, turn around here.” As I turned around she took another picture of me. I said, “Please, please don’t show anyone the pictures.” Chris said, “I tell you what. I won’t if you do one thing for me.” “What, anything”, I said. She said, “Put your thumb in your mouth and suck on it.”
“What,” I said. She said, “I want to see you suck on your thumb.”I put my thumb in my mouth and started to suck on it.“Now, turn all the way around and face me again,” she said. I did as she said because I’d rather her see me in my diaper and plastic baby pants sucking my thumb than to have her show those pictures to anyone. Especially, her sister. Only, as I turned back around to face her she was waiting and took another picture of me.
“STOP,” I shouted. “You said you wouldn’t…". But before I could finish she said, “I guess I lied, didn’t I. I’m going to show these pictures of you in your diapers to everyone.”
Just then I heard the screen door open and Ms. Jacobsen called out to Chris. “Here’s the rest of your money, Chris. And, thank you so much for watching the babies for me.” “That’s no problem,” said Chris, “I enjoyed it. Oh, and I changed Tommy’s diaper for you.”
With that Chris turned and skipped down the hall and out the door. I knew this would not be the end of it and soon everyone in town would see the pictures and know the truth.
Written By: Anonymous