Chaza

I be near St. Albans to

Well i would always say no to telling a therapist anything like this its just another thing for them to use and build apon (if you dont get it im very hostile towards therapists, espically psychatrists) But hay i just dont trust any1 i wouldnot tell her, but then im a bad councilling patient... cause i have my own problems and am very very reluctent to talk..

Meh, indifferent... Anime, in general...?

Its what you get when you write a story at 1/2am... I shall try to fix cant promise anything though... next bit should be up tommrow night

I might be new, but im more than willing to help with forum moderating, I do it on another forum too. Let me know if you want my help and then i guess i'll have to read the rules for all the different sections....

With in the parcel Timmy could see 3 well wrapped items, along side another note addrss to him. "Well, now you've opened your parcel, I shall let you know that I will be coming round to see you tommorow. Either you have opened your 3 items and found out whats in store for you or have not. Shall see you tommorow C" Whilst only being 9, Timmy decided to call it a night without opening his parcels. Stil wondering what was in store for him tommorow, who C was and why he had taken that nappy? Not getting much sleep, Timmy finally fell asleep at 1. At 6am in the morning, after his parents had departed for their holiday, he was awoken, blinded slightly by the light he saw a figure standing before him. Slowly his eyes came to, he saw a tall female standing over him, she was about 6ft with long brown hair a petetie body and bright blue eyes. He thought she was about 25 though he couldn't be certain. In a soft, caring voice she said "Well, Timmy, Did u open your parcel... I know you didn't, do you want me to open it for you? I know you want this" Timmy stil didn't know who it was, though she seemed to know him quiet well and his parents well enough to have a key for their house. She continued, chucking him the first item. "Put that in Timmy, I know you want too, Dont make me force you too." "But I dont want too," Timmy spoken timidly. "Oh stop pretending, I know the first time you came you only examined them. But last time, I noticed something out of place. I was in the bathroom when I noticed the cupboard slightly jar, its not been that way for a long time, for the past year and half that cupboard has been closed. Neither of my children need nappies anymore but there was one missing. I never throw anything anything away just in case." Charlotte spoken gently, "I was speaking with your parents when they said they were going away I took the liberty of saying I would LOOK AFTER you. Now put it in." Obeying he put the pacifier into his mouth, now feeling like a child and unable to speak. Charlotte walked into his room wielding one of his disposal razors, he used them when he was away. She began to shave off all his pubic hair, smiling to her. "Now thats better, time for your second present," she whipped up something with sponge sides and a padded base and slid it under him. Timmy started to get nervous tried to get up but before he could she pushed him back down. "Now if you want me to tell your parents about this, don't obey. But if you want to have a little fun with my help, I'm more than willing." Laying stil, he obeyed and followed her instructions, Suprisingly Timmy was starting to enjoy himself. She made him raise him bum as she slid what appeared to be a nappy under him. It felt soft, warming and kinda nice. The pacifier was squidgy in his mouth but he was in enjoying sucking on it. She slapped on some cream and did the tabs up. "Now, how does that feel, better than you thought? You can be honest with me, I think you looked cute." she questioned, removing his pacifier. "Better than I though it was Charl..." he replied. "Bad Timmmy, not Charlotte, Im mummy remember. We've almost finished your make-over, red or blue? oh wait you can't talk, I think blue," replacing the pacifier. Wondering what was going to be blue, she pulled up plastic looking pair of pants and began over his thick nappy. Timmy wondered if that was last package, remembering that the last one in the parcel was large than the other 2 it must not be, though the first parcel was large than just a pacifier, he must have more instore. "ok, Timmy, I want you to stand up," catching a glimpse of something, It was baby blue and seemd furry. She put it infront of him. "The zip goes at the back, I will zip you up." Standng into it as he was told, it was warm like the nappy and soft too, babies real do have a great life. Charlotte zipped him up. Timmy, starting to have the urge to pee badly, but with the pacifier in he couldn't say anything. She began to speak again, "Aw you look sooo cute Timmy. Now theres a few rules your going to have to follow, pumpkin. There will be consequences if you don't but im sure you will, Firstly.........." -------------- Hope you enjoyed this second installment, I shall continue soon but Im busy til monday, If i get time at some point (i will try) I will get the next episode of Timmy's adventure up.

Since about 7 Timmy had wondered what it would be like to be a little child again. Whenever he went to his grand parents house he was made to use a potty since he wouldn't go unless he was sitting upon it. As well as this he was always told not to drink to much water before bed because when he needed to go there would be no one to fetch his blue potty. Timmy was always so tempted to but never could pluck up the courage too. Though by the time he was 10 he had forgot all about his dream as a 7 year old to become a toddler once again. It wasn't til he was 16 the idea had slowly crept, its way back into his head when baby sitting for some family friends. Their children were in bed, and they weren't due home til gone 1am. When his eye caught sight of a small packet within there bath room of what looked like oversized nappies. Opening the cupboarded, Timmy read the label upon the packet of "dry-nites." Thinking nothing of it, he closed the cupboard and went back to the T.V. Now being 18, Timmy had his passion back and wanted to know what it was like to wear a nappy. He was baby-sitting again, when he got up to go to the loo. As he walked into the bathroom, he had remember the packet of nappies he had seen last time he was here. Looking in the cupboard, thinking tonight was the night to try it. Hhe saw them again, this time they had pretty pictures of everything a young boy would like. Turning around he went to the door of the bathroom and made sure it was locked. Pulling one out from packet Timmy examined it thoroughly, Butterflies growing in his stomach he dropped his trousers and took off his pants too, he started to step into it, when he heard; "Hi Timmy, were home" whispered Charlotte. "Oh hes in the loo" Ron murmered. Timmy heard the door closing downstairs, slightly disappointed with their earlier return, He put his clothes back on. He slid the pull up into his inside jacket pocket. And went downstairs to meet them. "Guess i'll be on my way home" Timmy spoke as he wondered down the stairs. Slightly greatful that they hadn't realised he had one of their nappies in his pocket Timmy drove home. Once Timmy was home, his parents were in bed but didn't trust them not to wake him up in the morning by pulling off his duvet. Timmy stashed th nappy away. And headed to bed. In the morning his parents did as he expected, glad he hadn't worn the pull up to bed, his mum came in and told him that they were going away on holiday tommorow. She told him that she was sorry for leaving it last minute to tell him but they had planned it a week ago and they had forgot to tell him. Thinking back on yesterdays event, Timmy thought how childish he had been, why would he want to ware a nappy? He was 18 for petty sake. He would return it when he went back to baby sit for them again next week. *waving good bye to his parents* The post man wondered down the drive, handing Timmy a parcel and a few letters, once of which was addressed to him as well as the parcel. Thanking the postman, Timmy closed the door and opened his letter... "Dear Timmy, Hope you enjoy your parcel... Sleep well R&C" Timmy couldn't for the life of him work out who R&C could be. He left the parcel on the side until it was about 9pm, slightly tipsy he decided it might as well open the parcel. It was addrss to him after all. Finding a knife Timmy slide it down the top of the box and popped it open. ---------------- Let me know what you think of this so far. im not very good with opening =( First thing i written in ages =/ Hope you all like it.

From heartfordshire =) nice to meet you all.