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    • Fifty Yards to the Outhouse By Willie Makeit Illustrated by Betty Dont With a a new forward What's the hurry by Di Purd  
    • Chapitre 4   -Mais... Je comprends pas...Bafouilla-t-il. Ça ne m'est jamais arrivé. -Ecoute, va la retirer, je comprends ton étonnement mais en attendant de trouver une solution il va falloir que tu portes une protection la nuit. Arthur se dirigea vers la salle de bain sans dire un mot. Il était partagé entre une sensation de culpabilité face à Liam de lui imposer ces problèmes, et une totale incompréhension face à son propre corps. Il jeta la Drynites à la poubelle, s'habilla puis retourna dans sa chambre. -Je vais me reprendre en main, c'est décidé. Il passa la journée à chercher des articles sur internet à propos de l'énurésie nocturne chez l'adolescent, consulta des blogs, des forums, mais tous en venaient à la même conclusion : sans traitement médical ou psychiatrique, les couches étaient la seule solution. Arthur eut un rire nerveux. « Liam ne me fera jamais porter des couches. Ca doit même pas exister des couches à ma taille. » Se persuada-t-il. La nuit arrivait, il redoutait le fameux « toc toc » à sa porte, qu'il n'eut pas longtemps à attendre. Liam s'installa sur son lit. -Comme je te l'ai dit, en attendant de trouver une solution, il faudra que tu portes une protection la nuit. -C'est d'accord, je mettrai ces Drynites pour pas salir les draps. -Non, ça ne sera pas suffisant. Je ne sais pas si tu l'as remarqué mais celle de la nuit dernière a débordé, ton pyjama était mouillé. -Quoi ? Non je l'ai enlevé de suite après, j'ai pas fait attention. -Et encore, tu n'avais presque pas bu la veille... Non non il te faut quelque chose de plus absorbant. Il se leva et déverrouilla la fameuse armoire. A l'intérieur se trouvait plusieurs paquets de différentes tailles et couleurs. Il en prit un de la marque “Tena Slip” et sortit quelque chose. Les yeux d'Arthur s'écarquillèrent pour la énième fois. C'était une couche. -Un change complet, expliqua Liam. Ça absorbe beaucoup, et c'est plus confortable. Beaucoup plus adapté pour toi. -Non... Non. Tellement de questions se bousculaient dans sa tête. Allait-il vraiment devoir remettre des couches ? Que faisaient-elles déjà dans cette armoire ? Liam l'avait déjà prévu ? Liam essaya de le rassurer : -C'est rien de bien méchant, je vais te la mettre comme ça tu passeras une nuit tranquille. Arthur sortit de ses pensées. -Quoi ? Me la mettre ? Hors de question, je veux pas que tu me vois nu ! -Mais enfin Arthur... -Passe-moi ça. Je vais la mettre moi-même. -Très bien, très bien. Je suis dans le couloir si t'as besoin d'aide. Arthur, furieux, jeta la couche sur le lit. Il retira son pantalon et son slip puis déplia la couche. Dans quel sens fallait-il la mettre ? Fallait-il s'allonger ? Comment l'attacher ? Il se rendit compte qu'il n'avait aucune idée de comment la mettre. Il se résigna donc à appeler Liam. -Je m'en doutais, se moqua-t-il. -Oh ça va. Et comment ça se fait que toi tu saches ? Tu fais ça souvent de mettre des couches aux gens ? -C'est pas compliqué je t'assure. Maintenant enlève ton slip. Arthur hésita, puis l'enleva, cachant ses parties avec honte. Liam le fit allonger sur le lit et passa la couche en dessous de lui. Il l'ajusta puis la ferma avec les attaches autocollantes. -Et voilà ! Protégé pour la nuit ! Tu sais que t'es très mignon comme ça. -Te moque pas de moi... La sensation était étrange, il avait une épaisseur incroyable qui l'obligeait à écarter les jambes. C'était confortable, mais vraiment épais. -Alors ? Comment tu te sens ? -Comme un bébé qui va passer une bonne nuit, rétorqua-t-il en imitant ironiquement Liam. -Exactement ! Avec ça aucun risque de fuite, crois moi. Arthur le fusilla du regard. -Passe une bonne nuit, dit Liam en éteignant la lumière. Il ne savait même pas comment se positionner dans le lit. L'épaisseur le surélevait du lit. Il choisit finalement de dormir sur le ventre. « J'ai besoin de couches pour dormir. » Réalisa-t-il. « Y'a vraiment quelque chose qui tourne pas rond chez moi. » C'est sur cette dernière pensée qu'il s'endormit.
    • Chapter 4   "But... I don't understand..." he stammered. "This has never happened to me before." "Listen, go take it off. I understand your surprise, but until we find a solution, you'll need to wear protection at night." Arthur headed to the bathroom without saying a word. He was torn between feeling guilty for burdening Liam with his problems and a total incomprehension of his own body. He threw the Drynites in the trash, got dressed, and returned to his room. "I need to get myself together, it's decided." He spent the day searching the internet for articles about teenage bedwetting, reading blogs and forums, but they all came to the same conclusion: without medical or psychiatric treatment, diapers were the only solution. Arthur let out a nervous laugh. "Liam would never make me wear diapers. They probably don't even make diapers in my size," he convinced himself. Night was approaching, and he dreaded the familiar "knock knock" at his door, which didn't take long to come. Liam sat on his bed. "As I said, until we find a solution, you'll need to wear protection at night." "Okay, I'll wear those Drynites so I don't soil the sheets." "No, that won't be enough. I don't know if you noticed, but last night's one leaked, your pajamas were wet." "What? No, I took it off right after, I didn't pay attention." "And you hadn't even drunk much the night before... No, you need something more absorbent." He got up and unlocked the wardrobe. Inside were several packages of different sizes and colors. He took out one labeled Tena Slip and pulled out something. Arthur's eyes widened for the umpteenth time. It was a diaper. "A full diaper," Liam explained. "It absorbs a lot and is more comfortable. Much more suitable for you." "No... No." So many questions were racing through his mind. Was he really going to have to wear diapers again? Why were they already in the wardrobe? Had Liam planned this? Liam tried to reassure him, "It's nothing serious, I'll put it on for you so you can have a peaceful night." Arthur snapped out of his thoughts. "What? Put it on for me? No way, I don't want you to see me naked!" "Oh, Arthur..." "Give it to me. I'll put it on myself." "Alright, alright. I'll be in the hallway if you need help." Furious, Arthur threw the diaper on the bed. He took off his pants and briefs, then unfolded the diaper. Which way was it supposed to go? Should he lie down? How did he fasten it? He realized he had no idea how to put it on. So, he resigned himself to calling Liam. "I figured," Liam teased. "Oh, shut up. And how come you know? Do you often put diapers on people?" "It's not complicated, I assure you. Now, take off your briefs." Arthur hesitated, then removed them, hiding his private parts in shame. Liam had him lie on the bed and slid the diaper under him. He adjusted it and then closed it with the adhesive tabs. "There! Protected for the night! You know, you look very cute like that." "Don't make fun of me..." The sensation was strange; there was an incredible thickness that forced him to spread his legs. It was comfortable, but really thick. "So? How do you feel?" "Like a baby who's going to have a good night," he retorted, ironically imitating Liam. "Exactly! With this, there's no risk of leaks, trust me." Arthur glared at him. "Have a good night," Liam said, turning off the light. Arthur didn't even know how to position himself in bed. The thickness lifted him off the mattress. He finally chose to sleep on his stomach. "I need diapers to sleep," he realized. "There's really something wrong with me." It was with this last thought that he fell asleep.
    • I've had a couple women let me do this who knew I wore diapers. It's a pretty special feeling and I'm not even  that into the DL side of things. Hopefully my next serious partner is up trying it 
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