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The Mysterious Path


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this is slightly similar to a story I had previously written but its a fantasy that I really like so I thought I would write another story that was similar but with a lot a different factors to it. I hope you enjoy and please give feedback or tell me whatever favorite part of the story is. I know there may be some grammar issues here and there but please bear with it for writing has has never been my strong point, Thanks!

It was late afternoon in May and like usual, Timmy was enjoying a ride on his bike through the bike bath behind his neighborhood. Of course it being May, a lot of the late spring rainstorms had been in the forecast so Timmy's mother warned him to be careful. Of course being 8 years old, he didn't think much of a "rain storm", after all its just water. He has always passed a turn on the bike path that he was always afraid to go onto, it was a dirt path that went so far into the woods that you couldn't even see the end because it went so far. Being the curious young boy that Timmy was, he decided to embark on this mysterious path regardless of how scared he had previously been of it.

As he was carefully cruising along the old beaten path, he began to feel some rain drops hitting his face and it only started to come down heavier and heavier. Timmy could hear loud roars of thunder from above and lightening starting to to strike from the clouds. This was a good indication for Timmy that he should start to head back home and fast. As he put pressure on his bike brakes, one of the tires must have hit a rock and the tire had popped and Timmy lost control of his bike so he quickly jumped off, avoiding a painful crash to the ground. As he though his situation couldn't get any worse, a lighting struck not to far in front of him, that was so loud Timmy was frozen for a bit from being so terrified. He has to think of what to do, leave his bike and come back for it? or try to take it home through this terrible storm. As he glanced around he saw a small an old house that he decided to walk towards, hoping someone would be home so he could stay there until the storm passed.

As he approached the old house, he realized the front of his pants were soaked but not like the rest of his body was, it was pee that must have come out from being scared we he saw the lighting strike. He approached the door and reached up high and gave it a couple of hard knocks. Timmy waited about ten seconds and finally the door slowly began to open up. It was an older looking lady, probably around his grandma's age and she was very tall with almost all grey hair. "i'm sorry misses but my bike tire its flat and i do-" she interrupted by saying yes yes young man come inside with a smile on her face.

"This is no weather to be out riding a bike especially for a little boy like yourself" the old woman said. I was just wondering if I could use your phone to call my mom so that she could pick me up. "Oh nonsense, you can stay here until it passes I don't mind at all, here let me get you a towel to dry off a bit." Timmy observed the room while the old lady was gone which was decorated with all sorts of old dolls and the kinds of things he would find at his grandmother's house or nanny's place. "Here we go" and before Timmy even realized it, she started to dry his hair and upper area off making sure not to miss a spot. As she moved down to his jeans she noticed that his jeans were almost all dry except for his front area. "Oh my, did you have a little accident?" embarrassed, Timmy said yeah I didn't mean to I just, it was raining and- "its okay young man, these things happen with a comforting voice. Timmy felt so uncomfortable, he had never wet his pants since he was a toddler and for it to be in front of a complete stranger it made it worse.

"I have a grandson not too much younger than you yes, he used to come over a lot when he was younger and he used to have accidents all the time". Her telling him this didn't make him feel better whatsoever. "But I made sure it didn't really get on his pants she said to herself" which flew over Timmy's head because he was thinking about how much this situation sucked. "You know I could get you nice and cleaned up and make you some soup, this rain doesn't look like its going to stop for quite a while" Timmy didn't like the sound of that and replied saying "well actually I should get home, my mother would get mad if i was gone too long. He quickly got up and started to walk down the hallway when all a sudden he from behind "you really should stay here young man" and he felt a hand go down the back of his jeans and he was swiftly swung over her shoulder. Timmy began to panic but didn't show it because he was too scared, what this old lady doing to do to me? he stared at the door as she carried him upstairs.

His heart was beating so fast. "I really miss having my little boy coming over here and me being able to take care of him like a grandma, so don't worry I'll take care of you for a while". She took him into her room to get a key from her dresser and then carried him back into the hallway, unlocking a door across from her room. When the door opened, a scent hit his nose that was familiar but he couldn't quite remember until he saw what was was in the room. There was elmo and sesame street characters all over the walls, a crib and in the corner to his horror, a changing table fully stocked with very thick disposable diapers, baby wipes, powder and lotion. "Are you going to di di diaper me?". "Yes honey I am, I miss taking care of my grandson and looking after him so we'll both have fun on this rainy day" with smile. This was anything but fun, Timmy was nervous to have some old lady he never met diaper him! let alone anyone diaper him at all! She slowly lowered him to the changing table, tightly strapping his waist down to make sure he didn't fall. Keep in mind, Timmy is a very small boy for his age so he fit the changing table like a glove. The old woman began to untie his shoes and unbutton his pants to which he back to kick a little. When she pulled of his underwear she lifted his butt and gave him a light swat on the butt which let Timmy know that she wasn't messing around and he stopped immediately.

She started by opening a box of wipes and started wiping his pee pee, and inner thighs where the pee had trickled down. She was smiling at him and cooing saying things like "grandma's gonna get her little boy allll cleaned up isn't she? he could feel her soft and wrinkly hand around his ankles and for a slight second, Timmy had a little deja vu. He could remember being a toddler and his grandmother diapering him and cooing to him and teasing him too. But then he snapped back into reality as she started to sprinkle baby powder all over his rear. "This will make your wittle butt smell nice and fresh!" she said with enthusiasm. Finally she opened up a larger pack of huggies disposable diapers that must have been leftovers from her grandson along with all the other items. She slid the diaper under his butt and slowly lowered it onto the thick diaper which to Timmy's surprise, didn't feel to uncomfortable but regardless didn't want to be in the situation that he was in. She then pulled the diaper between his legs and snugly taped it together. "There! now your all clean in your nice diapee, grandma's gonna get you dressed now." She then pulled out a footed sleeper that had fur on the inside to help stay warm and slid Timmy into it.

She then swung Timmy back over her shoulder and patted his very thickly diapered bottom as she carried him into the living room and set him down on the couch, turning on the tv to some cartoons. "You sit here like a good boy and grandma's gonna make you some food for your wittle tummy" she said, poking him in the stomach that did not make him laugh. Thirty minutes passed and finally she took him into the kitchen so that he could eat. Timmy was very hungry and ate the soup as if he never eaten before, not even caring that he was in a diaper at some old woman's house in a high chair, none of that mattered at the moment.

About ten minutes after eating, Timmy could feel the urge to poop and very badly. It was probably from the huge dinner he had the previous night. Naturally, he walked to the bathroom to go relieved himself but the door was locked! the reality of the situation had sunk in, this old lady was going to diaper and baby me and I can't do a think about it! His stomach began to act up again and Timmy slowly walked into her basement so that she wouldn't she him. He looked all around downstairs for a bathroom but it was hopeless. Accepting defeat, Timmy waited about a half hour and could wait no more, he had to poop. He slowly couched to his knees and began to push as hard as he could and could feel the soft poop filling up and expanding his diaper. He was trying to make sure that this mess didn't spread so make sure that he was crouching. Right as he finished, he heard the door open and he quickly while trying to avoid his mess from getting bigger. He heard her calling for him playfully. "I think I smell a stinky little boy down here that needs his wittle butt cleaned by his grandma!" she said in a playful manner. The basement was kind of dark with furniture all around so it was east to hide but at the same time it was hard to see where she was coming from. "Phew! you left grandma a little sunrise didn't you?" he could hear he getting close but was sure that he was perfectly hidden under an old office desk.

All of a sudden he felt her pick him up under his arms and brought her nose against his butt. "Did you make a poopy in your diaper for grandma? she said as she teased him and held her nose. Timmy wanted to crawl in a hole and die but he also couldn't like to himself that it would be nice to get out of this stinky diaper. She carried him up to the living room and when he thought she was going to take him upstairs to change him, she took him over to her rocking chair and placed him on her lap making the poop spread evvverywere. Grandma is gonna finish sowing her her bib she made just for you and then we'll get you all cleaned up. She was moving her knee up and down which kept making his mess bigger and bigger, spreading the poop up his butt, tummy and a little up his back too.

Finally she said "phew, your diaper really wants me to know it needs to be changed" and with that she carried him back upstairs to the changing room again. She strapped him down and began to take off his sleeper, exposing his sagging diaper the air. She untaped him diaper and pulled back the huge mess that he carried around his butt for the last hour. She kept looking at the mess and sating "shoowee!" and then looking at him with her nose wrinkled. She did this back and forth a couple of time before using the diaper to wipe off a little bit of the excess poop from his rear and tossing it in the trash. She then lifted his legs by ankles again with her wrinkly but soft hands, and began to softly wipe his butt clean. Alex almost didn't find this as bad as the first time and found it quite nice actually and started to think to himself, maybe I could in time enjoy this? it feels like i'm a baby again and someone is giving me all of their attention and I don't have to worry about making mistakes or anything. "You made grandma use half the box your stinky wittle butt! Maybe I can call Nancy and tell her to pick some up for me before she comes over today" wait, what?! Timmy said to himself inside. Who was this Nancy woman?? He didn't know how he felt about that but again he had absolutely no control of the situation. This old lady is keeping me for a while and i'm going to have to accept that it is possible that I might get seen in diapers by another woman and quite possibly even changed by her too! he gulped. The old lady then opened up some baby lotion and began to apply it to his inner thighs and all along his butt cheeks too. She then sprinkled a nice amount of powder all over his butt again. Finally, she got out another diaper and placed it under his now cleaned behind and pulled it through his legs and taping it very tight and snug. "Grandma's little boy is all nice and clean isn't he? isn't? she then began to blow on Timmy's tummy to which he couldn't help him self but let out some uncontrollable giggles.

You decide what happens next ;)

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Love the start of this, I am not clever enough to write stories, just love reading them. Hopefully Grandma will be able to take care of the boy for a few days once she has chatted to his mother (holidays perhaps), and give him some nice pretty clothes to wear with his nappy, bath time by Grandma and who ever nancy is, would need to help out.

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Guest ritzcritz

now for part 2 of the story ;)

Timmy woke up feeling sort of groggy and instantly smelled, and felt something. His diaper was bulging and he could feel the poop as spread all around his crouch, inner thighs and all around from rolling around when was sleeping. It felt really uncomfortable and it almost made him want to cry considering that he was pretty much a baby at this point. When he looked up he could see the old woman and other mysterious woman both smiling down at him and then he realized that she must have been that nancy woman. She looks younger than the old, lady maybe around her mid to late 40's

Once she knew Timmy was awake she reached down to pick him up and he made a weak attempt at holding on the bars of the crib so that she would no discover his mess which was already obvious. Nancy swung him around playfully and then pressed her her nose against the back of his bulging diaper, "phew!!, did you make a stinky mister? do you make a poopie in your diapy when you were sleeping?" she said as she patted his butt only making the mess larger. She carried him back into the nursery and flew him around like an airplane before putting him down on the changing table. She undid his furry sleeping and began to untape his diaper. As she began to pull it back, the smell grew bigger, "phew!" she said as she wrinkled her nose in a playful manner only making Timmy blush in embarrassment as if being diapered to begin with wasn't embarrassing enough. She started to use the diaper to clean up a lot of the excess poop and then began using the baby wipes she had picked up from the store which had a much stronger smell than the old ones.

After many wipes she finally got him cleaned off, and squirted some baby oil onto her hands. She rubbed in onto his inner thighs, his penis, and on the insides of his butt. It felt nice because the oil had a sort of warm feeling.

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Guest ritzcritz

thanks to you all but i would love for someone to continue where i left off, i give anyone the go ahead to continue my story because i've always wanted to write something and have other people interpret it in their own way and so and so on. So please, continue the story ;)

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Yeah I like it when people write it make it more interesting to read if someone alway make in what come next you already know what going to happen it lose that edge of your seat feeling at the end of each chapter.

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