Danny
Danny
I wasn’t completely potty trained until I was 5 years old. I still wore a diaper and plastic pants to bed until that time. When I was 10 years old my parents had another baby. It was a boy and they named him Timothy. Timmy and I shared a bedroom. My parents divorced when I was 11 years old and my Mommy’s sister Karen moved in with us to help out because Mommy worked long hours and couldn’t always be there.
Karen was really nice and we got along great. Only there was one problem. After the divorce I started waking up wet in the mornings. In the morning Karen would come in to change Timmy and give him a bottle. Then she’d wake me up and tell me to go get in the shower and get cleaned up while she changed my bedding. This went on for about two weeks straight.
Then one night while I was playing with my toys on the bedroom floor and Karen was changing Timmy’s diaper and getting him ready for bed she turned to me and said, “Maybe I should put one of these diapers and plastic pants on you too”. I didn’t know what to say, but I could feel my face turning red. She said, “It sure would be nice not to have to change your bedding every morning and nobody has to know except you and me”. She had a point, it would be nice not to wake up in a soaked bed.
Karen walked over and took my hand. She walked me over to my bed and I sat on the edge of the bed. When I looked up I saw she had a diaper and plastic pants in her other hand. She lifted off my tee shirt and said, “Why don’t you lay back on the bed and I’ll get you ready for bed”. She pulled off my jeans and set them on the dresser. Then she said, “Pull your knees up like this and she lifted my knees”. She pulled my underwear off and asked me to lift up my butt.
As I did, she slid a diaper under me. She took the baby powder off the dresser and spread powder all over my groin area. Then she folded the diaper over me and attached it. She took my feet one at a time and lifted them up sliding on the plastic pants. Then she pulled them up over my diaper. It was embarrassing but felt good to be treated with loving kindness and attention like that. She kissed me on the forehead and said, “good night sweetheart”.
The next morning I woke up when Karen was changing Timmy’s diaper. She gave him his bottle and then walked over to my bed. She pulled back the covers and that’s when I remembered I was also wearing a diaper. Karen asked, “So how did we do last night. I see your bedding is dry”. She reached her fingers into my diaper and said, “Well, lets get that wet diaper off you”.
She took off my plastic pants and removed the heavy wet diaper. Then she told me to go to the bathroom and get cleaned up. This continued for several weeks and every morning my diaper would be wet when Karen changed me. I was really beginning to enjoy wearing diapers and plastic pants.
One night after Karen had diapered Timmy and me she stopped by Timmy’s crib before leaving the room. She said, “Boy, he sure fell to sleep fast tonight. He didn’t even drink any of his bottle”. Then she quietly walked out and closed the door. I lay there for a while thinking, I wonder what it would be like to drink from a bottle again. I used to do it, so what would be the difference if I did it again. Maybe I could just try drinking a little from Timmy’s bottle as long as he’s sleeping anyway.
Quietly I got out of bed and walked over to Timmy’s crib. I reached in and took the bottle lying next to him. I didn’t want to try it right there. If Karen or Mommy came it I’d be caught. I could take the bottle back to my bed and when it was gone put it back in Timmy’s crib. Then everyone would think that Timmy just woke up during the night and drank it. I carried the bottle back to my bed and got in. I pulled the covers up over my head and put the nipple of the bottle into my mouth. As I sucked on the nipple the warm milk flowed down my throat. It tasted really good.
The warmth was so soothing I just lay there drinking slowly. It was getting hard to breath so I pulled the covers back down. Then I just lay there drinking from the bottle just like a little baby. When the milk was gone I just sucked on the nipple for a while. The next thing I knew Karen was stroking my hair and talking to me to wake me up. “Good Morning my little one. It’s time to wake up”, she said.
I opened my eyes and she said, “Boy, you were really out. I’ve already got Timmy’s diaper changed and gave him his morning bottle”. I tried to say good morning, but that’s when I realized I still had the baby bottle in my mouth. Karen took the baby bottle and stood up pulling the covers back. “Let’s get that wet diaper off you now”, she said.
She took off my plastic pants and my wet diaper and sent me off to the bathroom to get cleaned up as usual. Nothing at all was said about the bottle. That night Karen went down to the bedroom to put Timmy to bed while I was watching television. After a little while she called me down to the bedroom to get ready for bed.
I took off my jeans and tee shirt and lay down on the bed. Karen slipped off my underwear and placed a diaper under my bottom. She powdered me and pulled the diaper up and attached it. The she pulled on my plastic pants. “There you go”, she said, “now open up”. She placed the nipple of a bottle into my mouth.
I quickly pushed it out with my tongue. “What’s the matter” she said, “is it too hot”? I said, “I don’t drink from a bottle”. “Well, you did last night”, she said, “Now open up”. She stuck the bottle back into my mouth. The milk was warm and tasted good. I began sucking on the bottle. “That’s my good baby boy”, she said. “You go ahead and drink that up now”. From that night on I was wearing a diaper and plastic pants and drinking from a baby bottle every night when I went to bed.
One day Karen told me she was going out of town for a couple of days to visit a friend. She would need me to help Mommy take care of Timmy.
That night I was in the living room watching television when Mommy went in the bedroom to put Timmy to bed. After a couple of minutes she called to me asking me to come to the bedroom. I wondered what she wanted. Surely she didn’t know that Karen was putting me into a diaper and plastic pants at night.
I walked into the bedroom and there she was standing next to my bed holding a diaper and plastic pants. She said, “Its ok honey, Karen told me all about it and I think it’s a good idea that you wear your diaper and plastic pants too”. She said, “If you want to, you and I can go back out and watch television for a while after you get your diaper on”. I climbed up on the bed and Mommy diapered me just as Karen always did. Then her and I went out to the living room to watch television.
Mommy asked if I wanted to sit on her lap and be rocked while we watched a movie. I climbed onto her lap. She began rocking me and then said, ”here sweetheart, do you want your bottle now”. She put the nipple of a bottle into my mouth. Karen must have told her everything. I began sucking on the bottle, but shortly after the movie started I fell asleep.
After a while I woke up as Mommy was laying me on my bed. She said, “Lets get your wet diaper changed before you go back to sleep”. She pulled down my plastic pants and removed my wet diaper. Then she put a clean diaper on me and pulled my plastic pants back up. Before I knew it I was sleeping again. In the morning I woke up when Mommy was finishing changing Timmy.
She gave him his bottle and came over to my bed. She said, “Good morning my little baby boy” as she pulled back the covers. She felt my diaper and smiled. She said, “You woke up dry this morning”. “Why don’t you go into the kitchen and I’ll make you a nice breakfast”. I sat at the table, still in my diaper and plastic pants, while she started making
breakfast. We had a nice talk as she worked.
Suddenly, I realized I really had to go potty…..bad. I said, “I gotta go potty Mommy”. She told me she couldn’t leave the stove right now or breakfast would burn. I told her I couldn’t wait. She said, “Well, you do have a diaper on. Go ahead and go and I’ll change you later”. I really tried to hold it until she was done cooking breakfast, but I couldn’t. Suddenly, this warm feeling started to fill my diaper. It felt good to let it go though, and soon my diaper was heavy with pee.
Mommy finished making breakfast and we sat down to eat. It was very good. It sure was nice to be able to spend some time with her. I was still eating breakfast when Mommy had finished. She got up from the table and put her dishes in the sink. Then she said, “I’m going to go get Timmy up and put him in the play pen in the living room, then I’m going to go into the office and do some work while you finish eating”.
When I was done I went into the living room by Tommy because my
favorite show was on television. I was watching for a while when I felt I had to poop. I thought I could wait until the next commercial. Then I’ll go
ask Mommy to take my diaper off. The commercial came on and it was one for a play station game I really wanted to get.
The commercial was so cool. After the commercial my show came back on. After a couple minutes I realized I hadn’t asked Mommy to take me to the bathroom. I really had to go now and could barely hold it, but I knew I had to wait until the next commercial. When the commercial finally came on I got up and went to Mommy’s office.
On the way there my poop started coming out. I had to stop and squeeze as tight as I could to keep it from coming out. When I walked into Mommy’s office she was on the phone. I tried waiting but knew I couldn’t, my poop was starting to come out again. I tried to ask her to take me to the bathroom. She told me to keep quiet she was on the phone. My poop started coming out again.
This time there was no stopping it. I could feel it pushing my diaper out and swelling into a large mound as it filled my diaper. There was nothing I could do. Mommy looked at me and smiled. She could tell by the way I was standing and the look on my face what had just happened. Mommy said, “I have to go now, my baby needs his diaper changed”. She hung up the phone and said, “Lets go get your diaper changed”.
We went down to the bedroom and I crawled up on the bed. Mommy went over to the dresser to get my underwear, or so I thought, but she came back with another diaper. She said, “Lift up your knees”, and slid down my plastic pants. Then she slid the clean diaper under my bottom. I said, “Aren’t you going to put underwear on me”. Mommy said, “No, I think we better put another diaper back on you”.
She finished changing my diaper and said, “Why don’t you go back into the living room and play with Timmy for a while. I have some more work to do and later we’ll go to town and get some ice cream”. Timmy and I played for quite a while before Mommy came in and said, “Let’s get you boys dressed so we can go get some ice cream”. She took Timmy into the bedroom and changed his diaper and got him dressed to go. Then she called me to come to the bedroom and get ready.
When I walked in she had a pair of jeans and a tee shirt laid out on the bed. She said, “Come on over here and I’ll help you”. I walked over to the bed and she pulled off my tee shirt. Then she put the clean tee shirt from the bed on me. She picked up the jeans and said, “Put your foot in”. “But I still have a diaper and plastic pants on”, I said. “That’s right, and you can keep them on for now.
What if you have another accident, you don’t want people at the store to know do you”. I said, “No, but”. “There’ll be no but”, she said. “Now put your pants on”. The jeans fit tight, but Mommy managed to get them zipped up. They were bulging out in the front and the back from the thickness of my diaper and plastic pants. “Now put on your shoes so we can go”.
While I did that she put together a diaper bag for Timmy. Then the three of us left for the store. At the store we ran into the neighbor lady Denise from next door. Her and Mommy talked for quite a while. I noticed she kept looking at me from time to time while they were talking. Then she said to Mommy, “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but does Danny wear a diaper yet”.
I couldn’t believe it. I could feel my face getting hot and I thought I was going to pass out. How did she know? Mommy looked at me and smiled. “Yes he does”, she said. “It used to be just at night that he would wet the bed, but now it seems to be that he’s back to being my baby all the time”. “Does he just have a wetting problem”? Asked Denise. “No”, said Mommy, “it appears to be a bit more than that”. “I had to change a wet and messy diaper on him before we left home”, Mommy said.
I couldn’t believe she was telling Denise this. I went to school with her two daughters. Luckily, it was summer vacation and I wouldn’t have to face them for a couple months. Much to my surprise her daughters Becky who was 11 and in my grade at school, and Terri who was 13 came walking down the isle. “Hi Mrs. Michele, Hi Danny”, they said. I was too embarrassed to say anything.
Mommy said, “Hi, how are you girls”? “We’re doing great”, said Becky. “We’re going to the park after we leave the store, can you guys come too”? “Yes”, said Mrs. Grant, “Why don’t you join us”. I wanted to say no, but before I could say anything Mommy said, “That should be fun, we’ll be glad to join you”. The Grant’s left to go to the park and my stomach was in a knot. I couldn’t believe we were going to be spending the afternoon with them in the park after Mommy just told her about my diapers.
We went to the ice cream parlor at the back of the store and had our ice cream. I was really feeling sick after the ice cream and knowing we were going to the park now. We left the store and got into the car. As we were pulling out I could feel my stomach turn and suddenly I had to go to the bathroom, right now. I stood up in the van leaning forward and told Mommy we have to go back to the store, I have to go potty really bad.
She said, “We’ll be at the park soon and you can go there”. It was already to late, the poop had come out and filled my diaper. Some pee had also come out. I was kind of standing there and Mommy said, “You have to sit down”. I said, “I can’t”. She said, “Sit down right now”! I sat down and could feel the large mound of poop squishing around as I sat on it. Mommy could smell it and said, “Did you just poop in your diaper again”? “I couldn’t hold it”, I said. “Well, it’s a good thing you were wearing a diaper then wasn’t it”, she said.
We got to the park and parked over by the play area. Becky and Terri came running up to the van. I didn’t want to open the sliding van door because I was afraid the girls would smell my poopy diaper. Mommy pushed the button that opened it automatically. The girls climbed into the van and over by Timmy. Becky was undoing Timmy’s seat harness and Terri was right in front of me. Terri looked at me and then looked down at my pants.
They were bulging from my diaper being soaked with pee and had my jeans stretched so tight they looked like they were about to burst open. She started to giggle and leaned over and whispered into Becky’s ear. Becky turned and looked down at my pants and they both started laughing. Becky asked Mommy, “Can we take Timmy over by the swings while you change Danny’s messy diaper. Both girls giggled again and Mommy said, “Sure, I’ll change Danny and we’ll be right over”. I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t do anything.
Mommy opened up the back door of the van and then asked me to come back there. I got out of the van and walked to the back. “Why don’t you climb in here and lay down so I can change your messy diaper”, she said. I climbed in and lay down. Mommy pulled down my jeans. “Oh, what a mess”, she said, “You’ve got poop all over the inside of your jeans”. Mrs. Michele said, “Oh, I always hated those messy ones when my girls were babies too”. I didn’t even know she was standing there by Mommy.
Mommy pulled off my plastic pants and removed my diaper. She reached into the diaper bag and got out the wipes to clean me up. When she was done cleaning my bottom she asked Mrs. Michele to get her the baby powder from the front seat. Mommy then slid a new diaper under my bottom. Mrs. Michele handed Mommy the powder and Mommy powdered me and pulled up my diaper and fastened it.
Mrs. Michele reached into the diaper bag and got a clean pair of plastic pants. “You’d better not forget these”, she said. Mommy put the plastic pants on me and pulled them up over my diaper. “Ok honey”, she said, “Stand up now and go play”. “I don’t have any jeans on though”, I said, “I can’t go play in the park. People will see me in my diapers”. “That’s alright”, said Mrs. Michele, “We all know you wear a diaper anyway Danny, and the people on the other side of the park probably won’t even notice”.
“That’s right, Danny”, said Mommy, “You can go and play with the girls”. “I don’t want to”, I said, and I started to cry. I couldn’t help it and I couldn’t stop crying. “That’s ok, Danny” said Mrs. Michele and she sat down on the back of the van and pulled me over to her. She held me tightly against her chest and started running her fingers through my hair. I just couldn’t stop crying.
She told Mommy, “Why don’t you go see how Timmy and the girls are doing and we’ll be along shortly”. After a couple of minutes Mrs. Michele reached over a grabbed the diaper bag, She said, “Let’s see if we have something in here that will help”. “Here we go”, she said, “Open up”. She pushed a pacifier into my mouth. It was Timmy’s pacifier and I tried to push it out with my tongue.
She just held it there and said; “You keep this in there now until you can stop crying”. I cried all the harder. Mrs. Michele stood up and shut the back door of the van. She took me by the hand and said, “Let’s go over by everyone else now and I’ll rock you on the park bench over there”. As we walked across the park I couldn’t stop crying, but I kept sucking on the pacifier.
We got over by Mommy, Timmy and the girls. Becky looked at me and started to giggle. Then she whispered to Terri and Terri looked at me and they both giggled some more. Then I realized how it must have looked. Here I was, an 11 year old, standing in the park in a diaper and plastic pants with nothing else but a small tee shirt on and sucking on a pacifier. I started to cry some more.
Mrs. Michele sat down on the park bench and put me on her lap. She held me tight and rocked me back and forth. Before I knew it Mrs. Michele was waking me up saying, “Common Danny, It’s time to go now”. I opened my eyes and Mommy was holding Timmy and Becky and Terri were standing right there next to her. I felt Mrs. Michele reach her fingers into the top of my diaper,
I went to say, “Stop”, because I didn’t want her to know but I realized I was still sucking on the pacifier. She said, “It looks like the baby needs his diaper changed again”. Mommy said, “I’ll have to get Timmy’s toys picked up first and then I can change his diaper”. Terri said, “I can change his diaper. I’ve changed lot’s of babies before”. I couldn’t believe it when
Mommy said, “Well thank you Terri that would be wonderful”. Terri grabbed my hand and ran pulling me to the van with Becky right behind us. I could feel my diaper was sagging under the weight of the pee. Becky opened the back door of the van and Terri said, “Ok little baby boy, you lay down here now while I change your diaper”. Her and Becky laughed.
I knew I had to do it, so I just climbed into the van and lay on my back. Terri pulled my plastic pants down to my knees. Then she said, “Lift up you butt”. When I did she pulled off my wet diaper and slid a clean diaper under my bottom. Becky took the powder and poured it all over my diaper area. Terri then folded the diaper over me and fastened it. Then she pulled up my plastic pants.
By the time Mommy got to the van with Timmy and Mrs. Michele the diaper changing was complete. Mommy said, “Well it looks like you girls have a job. When my sister Karen is out of town I’ll call you and you can come over and baby sit for my two baby boys”. No, I thought, that can’t be. Becky is the same age as me, and Terri is only two years older. We go to the same school.
That night when we got home Karen was already at the house. When we walked in Karen noticed that I was wearing only a tee shirt and my diaper and plastic pants. Mommy said to her, “I think we’ve got two babies here. I’ve had to change several messy diapers and even more soaked diapers on Danny this weekend.
I can see that I’m going to have to go shopping and get him some baby clothes that will fit over his diaper”. Karen told us how her and her boy friend had secretly gotten married over the weekend and she would be moving out. Karen was very concerned about Timmy and me and what Mommy would do with how busy her work keeps her. Mommy told her not to worry about that.
She had talked with the girls next door and they offered to help out with the babies. Since Karen left Terri and Becky have been taking turns coming over to baby-sit. Mommy has kept me in diapers and plastic pants day and night. She even feeds me a bottle when I want a drink.
Quite often Mommy will get me up in the morning and change my diaper. She’ll put a clean tee shirt on me and put a clean pair of plastic pants over my diaper and send me outside like that to go over to the neighbors for the day.
written by: Ronnie