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Diaper/wetting references found in movies and on TV
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I got my cable and internet bills lowered by threatning to cancel. Got rid of a coule streaming subscriptions. -
Here's a plot thread to consider. If stepmom is 40 or so, combining use of a breast pump with hormone therapy would allow her to lactate, and with that begin breast feeding her big baby as Sarah is now doing to Ian in my Homage story. Lana should be able to produce milk for a decade or more if she is in her early forties. -
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By Meeseeks88 · Posted
14) Bad Decisions I woke up the next day feeling slightly groggy. I rubbed my eyes and attempted to adjust to the daylight. Like most mornings, I needed to pee. Without thinking about it, I relaxed my bladder and started peeing. However, as I did, something didn’t feel right. The warm, comforting sensation that I usually felt when I wet myself wasn’t there. As I tried to get comfortable, I felt wet and sticky down below. I lifted the duvet up to see what was happening and that was when it finally hit me. I wasn’t wearing a diaper. I had been so used to wetting my diaper first thing in the morning that I had done it without even thinking about it. I watched in horror as a large puddle appeared on the bedsheets and parts of the duvet became damp. I quickly leapt out of bed and started panicking. At first, I feared my mother would be angry with me, but then I started to wonder. Would she put me back into diapers again? The thought of being diapered again felt strangely thrilling. I made my way over to the door and opened it. I called downstairs to my Mom. ‘Everything alright?’ I heard her reply. ‘Can you come up here please?’ I asked. I ran back into the bedroom and stood there waiting for the chaos to start. My heart started beating faster as I heard my mother walking up the stairs. ‘Is everything alright?’ she asked as she entered the room. She immediately saw the big damp patch on the bed followed by my soaked underwear sticking to my groin. ‘What happened?’ she asked in shock. I felt my bottom lip tremble and started to sob. ‘I had an accident’, I cried, ‘I’m sorry’. However, instead of being angry, my mother came over and gave me a hug. ‘It’s ok sweetheart’, she said quietly, ‘accidents happen. I guess you forgot that you wasn’t wearing a diaper’. I nodded. ‘Go and grab a shower and I’ll clean this up’, she smiled. ‘Thanks Mom’, I replied. I awkwardly peeled off my soaked underwear before heading to the bathroom. I was surprised that my mother had been so calm about it all. Nevertheless, I had a shower and tried to put it out of my mind. - After getting dressed for the day, I headed downstairs. It felt strange not having a diaper on display. As I walked in, I saw Lana. ‘How are you doing, Tommy?’ she smiled sympathetically, ‘are feeling a bit better?’ ‘I’m fine thanks’, I replied sheepishly. It was awkward knowing that Lana was aware that I had wet myself in her daughter’s bed. She didn’t mention any more about it and we sat down to have breakfast. It was still very surreal eating at the dining table rather than the highchair. ‘I’m going to miss having you and your Mom here’, Lana said, ‘you guys have really helped to take my mind off things’. I wasn’t sure how to answer her. She had certainly been distracted this week by having a fourteen-year-old baby walking around her house. I politely smiled back at her. I had to admit that I was looking forward to going back home and seeing my friends again. I’d missed my video games a lot as well. - A few hours later, I sat watching a movie in the living room whilst Sophie did some colouring on the floor. It was an odd sensation but I was really missing my pacifier. It was like a form of comfort that I no longer had. I had remembered that sucking my thumb last night had helped a little bit. I made sure that Sophie was distracted before putting my thumb into my mouth. I started to gently suck on it. Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to have any effect. That was when I closed my eyes and really started to focus. I felt like I was using all of my brain power to pretend that I was sucking on a pacifier rather than my thumb. Amazingly, it slowly started to work. I felt the warm, fuzzy feeling inside of my body as I continued to suck my thumb. That was when I needed to pee again. The pressure in my bladder seemed to grow stronger and stronger. At that point, I should have stood up and gone upstairs to the bathroom but my brain was telling me to stay where I was. ‘Am I going to wet myself on purpose again?’ I thought, ‘do I want to wet myself on purpose?’ My body decided to make that decision for me. I felt my bladder relax as I started wetting myself on the sofa. I looked down and saw a wet patch forming on the front of my jeans. I sucked my thumb harder as the long stream of pee continued to come out of me. Just as I had finished, I suddenly heard a voice. ‘Tommy?’ exclaimed my Mom, ‘what are you doing?’ I quickly opened my eyes and took my thumb out of my mouth. ‘Nothing’, I replied. ‘Why were you sucking your thumb?’ my mother asked dumbfounded. I shrugged my shoulders and didn’t know how to reply. My mother looked down and I saw her jaw drop open. ‘I don’t believe it. Have you wet yourself again?’ she exclaimed. I could do nothing but nod my head. ‘Stand up’, my mother said in a slighter angrier voice. As I did, I saw the giant wet patch on the sofa. ‘Look at the state of the sofa!’ my mother said loudly. ‘I’m sorry’, I replied and hung my head in shame. ‘Get yourself back in the shower this instant’, my mother instructed. I slowly made my way up the stairs with my wet clothes gripping to my skin. - Whilst having a shower, I couldn’t believe that I had let myself get carried away and wet myself on the sofa. As much as I wanted to wear diapers again, I felt bad for Lana for all of the wet accidents that I was leaving around her house. I got out of the shower and dried myself off. When I walked into the bedroom, my mother was standing there with her hands on her hips. This time, she was looking a lot less sympathetic. ‘Sit down’, she instructed. I made my way over to the bed and sat down. ‘Tommy, what’s going on?’ my mother asked. ‘What do you mean?’ I asked nervously. ‘I know that you’ve been in diapers for a week but that’s no excuse for wetting yourself twice in one day’, she said. ‘I know’, I apologised, ‘I’m sorry’. ‘Why were you sucking your thumb downstairs?’ she asked. I shrugged, ‘I guess I was just used to having a pacifier in my mouth’. My Mom shook her head in disbelief before looking at me with a serious look on her face. ‘You’re going to be turning fifteen next week’, she said, ‘do you see many fifteen-year-olds sucking their thumb and wetting themselves?’ I shook my head. I had actually forgotten about my birthday next week. ‘I’m going to ask you this only once and be honest with me’, she said, ‘did you wet yourself on purpose?’ I could feel myself turning red with embarrassment. There was no point denying it. I looked at her and nodded my head. ‘I thought that might be the case’, my mother replied, ‘I guess maybe baby Tommy isn’t ready to grow up just yet. Lie down’. I gulped and laid back down on the bed. I heard her rummaging through a drawer before coming back over to me. My towel was quickly removed and my heart started beating as I saw a diaper being stretched out in front of me. Part of me felt very excited but another part of me wondered what I was getting myself back into. She slid the diaper underneath me and started the familiar routine of sprinkling me with baby powder. ‘You’re clearly not ready to be out of diapers just yet’, my mother sighed, ‘maybe we’ll try again in a few weeks’. Those words made my eyes widen. ‘A few weeks!’ I exclaimed, ‘I don’t want to wear diapers for that long’. ‘You’ve had two accidents today already’, replied my mother, ‘that tells me that you really do need to be back in diapers after all’. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. As my mother taped on my diaper, the cozy feeling of the thick padding returned but I was too distracted to think about it. I quickly started to realise that maybe I had messed up and perhaps being back in diapers wasn’t so great after all. I saw my mother retrieve one of my pacifiers from the drawer and she placed it into my mouth. I automatically started sucking on it. I had to admit that I had sort of missed it. My mother noticed the slight smirk on my face. ‘Aw is that what baby Tommy wanted?’ she cooed, ‘has he missed his pacifier?’ I didn’t answer. ‘Stand up’, my mother instructed, ‘you’re going to go downstairs and apologise to Lana for all of the mess she’s having to clean up’. It seemed that I wasn’t even allowed any of my clothes back and was taken out of the bedroom in just my diaper. As I walked into the living room, Lana wasn’t even surprised to see me back in a diaper again. ‘I’ve managed to clean the sofa but it’s still drying so don’t sit on it for a while’, she said. My mother took the pacifier out of my mouth and nudged me. I cleared my throat. ‘I’m sorry, Lana’, I said as sincerely as possible. ‘Sorry for what? my mother prompted. ‘Sorry for wetting myself on the sofa’, I said blushing. ‘And?’ my mother said continuing to nudge me. ‘And I’m sorry for wetting myself in Sophie’s bed’, I added as I felt my face burning with embarrassment. ‘It’s ok’, Lana smiled, ‘I think your Mommy has made the right choice by putting you back in a diaper’. ‘I should think so’, my mother said, ‘it turns out he did it on purpose’. ‘What?’ Lana asked dumbfounded. ‘I caught him sucking his thumb and wetting himself on the sofa like a baby’, my mother replied who was still in disbelief. ‘I see’, said Lana who now didn’t look so happy. She came over and took the pacifier from my mother and put it back into my mouth. ‘Sucking your thumb is a dirty habit’, she said, ‘at least now you’ve got your pacifier back’. ‘He certainly has got his pacifier back’, smiled my Mom, ‘and it looks as if we’ve got our baby Tommy back as well’. Lana giggled, ‘well, for now you can sit on the carpet and watch TV’. I felt silly as I sat down on the carpet like a toddler but blushed when I realised that I was the reason that the sofa was out of action. Lana flicked through the TV channels and found the Dora the Explorer episode that Sophie had been watching. ‘Oh, look Tommy’, Lana chuckled, ‘Dora the Explorer, your favourite’. I rolled my eyes as she started the episode from the beginning. I knew that I didn’t have a choice in the matter and would now be forced to sit and watch Dora the Explorer for the remainder of the afternoon. I kept on reminding myself that today was my final day here and we would be travelling back home later. - At dinner time, I wasn’t surprised to find that the highchair had been set up again. I was lifted into it and strapped in before having a bib tied around my neck. My food was placed on the tray along with a baby bottle full of juice. I suddenly started to miss the coca cola that I’d had yesterday and wasn’t looking forward to going back to drinking juice again. As everybody else sat at the dining table, I felt very strange. When Jenny had been here, I had started to enjoy my baby treatment, but now that it was back to being my Mom and Lana, I suddenly realised that it wasn’t as great as I thought it was. After finishing my dinner, I was instructed to finish my bottle. I started drinking it and knew that I wasn’t going to be let out of the highchair until I had finished it. However, as I continued drinking my juice, my Mom made a very important announcement. ‘Listen Tommy’, she said, ‘I’ve been having a long chat with Lana. Obviously today was the day that we were going home. I’ve got to go back to work on Monday but I know that you still have another week off from school’. I nodded and continued listening. ‘In your current state, I don’t feel that I can trust you to be in the house on your own. Lana and I have been talking and she has kindly offered to look after you here for the week whilst I’m at work’. My bottle literally fell out of my hands. ‘What?’ I exclaimed, ‘you mean I have to stay here for another week?’ My mother nodded. ‘I don’t want to’, I complained, ‘I want to go home and see my friends’. ‘I doubt very much whether you’d want to see your friends whilst you’re dressed like that’, my mother chuckled, ‘it’s only for a week. I’ve already ordered you some more diapers so you’ll have plenty to keep you going’. ‘But…but…but’, I stammered. ‘I’ve already put the bars back on your bed so you can go back to sleeping in a crib’, Lana grinned. ‘This isn’t fair’, I cried, ‘I don’t want to stay here. I don’t want to be a baby anymore’. ‘You should have thought about that before you started acting like a baby’, my mother said sternly, ‘now I don’t want to hear any more about it’. I sat in the highchair feeling defeated. My plan had completely backfired and now I was stuck here as a baby. As I noticed my mother packing a few things for her journey back home, I realised that my trip to babyhood had only just begun. -
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