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Diaper Girl and the First
Day of Summer
Late morning sunlight
streamed through the windows, illuminating every surface
in the bedroom. Caroline’s eyes slowly opened in
response to the light. She was immediately greeted with
the sight of the bars of her crib. She smiled around her
pacifier and closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling a
sleeping in. After all, it was the first day of summer.
One of her hands snaked its way under her sheets and
past her plastic pants to the thick cloth overnight
diaper. It was soaked, just as she suspected. Caroline
could not remember a morning when she had woken up dry.
Her smile grew just a little bit bigger as she reveled
in her wet diaper. A grumble from her stomach stopped
her from falling back asleep. Caroline supposed she
would get up and start the day. She sat up groggily and
popped the pacifier out of her mouth.
“Mommy!” Caroline screamed at
the tops of her lungs, knowing her mother loved when she
“Coming honey!” came the
response through the door to Caroline’s bedroom. While
she waited for her mother, Caroline stood up and looked
around at her room. It was a combination of a teenage
girl’s room and a nursery. The most prominent piece of
furniture, other than the crib she currently was in, was
the changing table. Underneath were cabinets fully
stocked with diapers, baby powder, and any other
diapering supplies she would ever need. A vanity stood
against one wall, framed by pictures of Caroline and her
friends. Next to that was her closet filled with her
everyday clothes. Pink was everywhere, as it had always
been Caroline’s favorite color. Her eyes turned down to
the crib she was standing in. Though she could have
easily gotten out, as she did most school mornings when
time was a factor, during weekends and the summer
Caroline liked to wait for her mother to let her out of
the crib, just like a real baby would. She sat down
abruptly with a wet squish just as her mother entered
“My my, what a good little
girl you are. Does baby need a change?” her mother asked
“I wet, Mommy!” Caroline said
babyishly, playing her part. In truth she didn’t need to
be changed, her nighttime diaper could hold a lot more
than it currently was, and Caroline could feel a bowel
movement building in her stomach. She knew she’d be in
messy diapers in a few hours.
“Well, little girl, you must
hungry. Let’s get you out of that crib and see about
getting you out of those diapers” her mother said while
lowering the side of the crib. She helped Caroline step
out of the crib and onto the floor. Caroline wobbled due
to her thick diapers and had to hold onto the crib for
support as her mother checked her diapers.
“Hm, somebody’s wet. Do you
want to be changed?” her mother asked after sliding two
fingers into the waistband of the diapers.
“Um, no, I think I’m fine for
now. I’m not that wet, but I am starving!” Caroline
“I think I know just the cure
for that. How does oatmeal with bananas on top sound?”
asked her mother.
“That sounds delicious. Since
its summer can I eat in my high chair?” Caroline said
“Of course, honey. We can
change you after we get you fed.” Her mother walked out
of the room to prepare the oatmeal. Caroline waddled for
a few steps, her diapered butt swinging widely from side
to side. Then she thought better and dropped to the
ground, content to crawl to the kitchen. Their house had
soft carpets in every room to make crawling around much
easier for the ‘baby’. When Caroline got to the kitchen
she saw her mother had already moved her high chair out
of the closet. Normally the chair was put away but since
it was summer Caroline would play the part of baby and
let her mother feed her. As she arrived in the kitchen,
Caroline stood up and waddled the last few feet to her
high chair, which she got into awkwardly due to the wet
bulk between her legs. She could see her mother already
had the oatmeal ready along with a bottle of milk to
wash it down. Her mother fastened a bib around her neck
so the oatmeal wouldn’t drip onto her nightie; Caroline
liked to eat just as messily as any real baby would when
she was in her high chair.
“Here comes the airplane!”
exclaimed her mother, guiding the first spoonful of warm
oatmeal into Caroline’s mouth. Only about half the
spoonful made it in, the other half being caught by the
bib. Eventually all the oatmeal ended up in Caroline’s
mouth, and her mother gave her the bottle to suck on.
Caroline took it with both hand and began gulping down
the milk. Pretty soon that was all gone too. Her mother
took a wash cloth and cleaned up the mess around
Caroline’s mouth before letting her out of the high
“Now, who wants to get
changed into a nice dry diaper?” her mother asked
“Me, me, me!” replied
Caroline. As much as she liked being wet she was ready
to be changed. Crawling back to her room she heard a
quiet hissing sound. Experience told her that she was
wetting herself and she smiled at this last addition to
the nighttime diaper.
Once she reached her room
Caroline got up onto the changing table. Her mother
expertly removed the plastic pants and cloth diaper.
Taking a thick disposable from the stack of diapers
nearby, Caroline’s mother slid it underneath her before
wiping and powdering Caroline. The disposable was pulled
up tight against Caroline and taped in place. Caroline
got up from the changing table and moved around.
Although it was still thick, the disposable allowed her
much more movement than the gargantuan cloth night
diaper. Caroline also loved the feeling of the dry
diaper hugging her, although she suspected it wouldn’t
stay dry for very long. She walked over to her closet,
crinkling the whole way. Caroline picked out a light
blue t-shirt, pulling it over her head after taking off
her nightie and putting on a bra. Her diaper would
suffice to cover her bottom half, given the hot
temperatures of summer. Caroline quickly brushed her
teeth, put on a bit of makeup, and pulled her long
blonde hair back into a pony tail.
“Mom, I’m going over to
Robbie’s house.” Caroline said to her mother. For now
she was done with the baby act.
“OK honey. Dinner is at
seven, call if you’re going to be late.” Her mother
“That sounds good”. With
that, Caroline put on a pair of socks and sneakers and
walked out to the garage. She grabbed her bike, not only
because Robbie’s house was a few blocks away, but
because she and her friends were planning on spending
the day out and about in Woodvale, their town. Caroline
got onto her bike with an audible crinkle and biked out
of their driveway.
Biking down her street,
Caroline waved to a few of her neighbors, who were out
in their yards doing work. They all smiled and waved
back. The teenage girl who still wore diapers was a
regular sight around Woodvale, and people hardly gave
her unusual attire a second thought. Caroline biked
through the leafy, shaded streets of Woodvale, a typical
small suburban town. She had lived here all her life, as
had her friends and almost everyone she knew. They all
went to the same high school, and had all attended the
same junior high and elementary schools prior to that.
Before long Caroline had arrived at Robbie Mason’s
The house was a run of the
mill suburban home, made of stone and framed by green
foliage. A well-kept lawn stretched out in front of the
house, and the Masons’ station wagon sat in their
driveway. Caroline navigated around to the back of the
house with familiarity. Parking her bike there, she
entered the back door.
“Hello! Robbie?” Caroline
yelled as she entered.
“Down here!” came a voice
from the basement. Caroline should’ve guessed. The
Mason’s basement, aside from being their usual hangout,
was the perfect place in the house to escape the summer
heat. Walking down the stairs Caroline saw three of her
best friends already sitting there watching TV.
Anne was sitting closest to
the stairs. Her hair was dark brown, back to its natural
color after she had gone through a Goth phase in junior
high. She still preferred to wear muted colors and
heavier makeup than most girls. Tall and thin, she was
dressed in a faded red shirt and jean shorts. Next to
her was Mark, who moved his shoulder length brown hair
out of his eyes with a flip as he looked at Caroline
entering the basement. Mark wasn’t fat, but there were
definitely a few extra pounds clinging to his somewhat
larger than average frame. He was wearing one of his
trademark band t-shirts and a pair of shorts, the heat
having prevented him from wearing his customary jeans.
Finally there was Robbie, their host. Scrawny would be a
good word to describe Robbie. Another would be pale.
Despite his hours of yard work on the Masons’ lawn,
Robbie was still as pale as a ghost. He had scruffy
blond hair and was wearing a plain t-shirt and shorts.
“Look who decided to finally
show up. Did your diaper change take too long?” Robbie
“As a matter of fact, yes, it
did. My mommy took forever changing my diaper this
morning.” replied Caroline in a babyish tone. She was
shameless about her diapers and her lifestyle,
especially around her friends, who liked to
affectionately joke about both.
“Hey DG” said Anne. DG, short
for Diaper Girl, was the nickname by which most people
called Caroline in school. It had originated sometime in
elementary school and rather than be ashamed of it,
Caroline wore the name like a badge of honor.
“Hey yourself. What’s going
on, Mark?” Caroline asked.
“Nothing much. Got a new
shirt yesterday. I want to go see these guys but they’re
not touring this summer.” replied Mark. In addition to
his love of band t-shirts, Mark loved going to concerts.
The group had gone to a few together over the past year.
“Where’s Rachael? I thought
she would be here” asked Caroline to no one in
“She’s on vacation this week
with her family. It was a surprise from her parents to
her and her brother, that’s why she thought she’d be
here in town.” answered Robbie. Rachael was the other
member of their group.
“Now that DG’s here let’s get
going to the park” said Anne. They had all made the plan
to meet up at Robbie’s house that day and go to the park
for the afternoon. It was their first day of freedom
from classes and they wanted to spend it outside,
despite the heat.
“Let me go to the bathroom
first then we can bike over.” Mark said, getting up from
the couch and walking over to the bathroom.
“Wait, I have to go to the
bathroom too” said Caroline “OK, I’m ready to go.”
They all got a good laugh out
of Caroline poking fun at her own incontinence. She
hadn’t really used her diaper, not yet anyway, but she
felt totally natural using around her friends. After
all, they had seen her wet and mess herself countless
times before. A rumble in her stomach reminded Caroline
that a messy diaper would be in her near future.
After Mark got out of the
bathroom and Caroline endured a few more diaper jokes
the group went upstairs. Robbie grabbed a baseball hat
before they all went out back to grab their bikes. Just
as she was getting her bike Caroline felt the floodgates
let loose as her diaper grew warm, wet and heavy between
her legs. Her diaper could take a lot more but it was
clear to anyone who looked at it that it was wet.
Caroline smiled as she sat down on her bike seat,
sinking into the squishy wet diaper.
The four of them started on
their journey to the park. It was located on the other
side of Woodvale from the neighborhood where Robbie’s
house was, so they had to bike down Main street. They
passed the movie theater and a few restaurants, and then
the convenience store where Caroline’s mother bought her
diapers. They kept going, leaving Main Street and
cutting through another neighborhood until they reached
Woodvale Senior High School
was vacant due to it being summer, but the shortest way
to get to the park was to pass through the fields. It
felt weird biking through the empty parking lot that
just yesterday had been full of students and parents. At
the field they all dismounted their bikes and walked
them through the grass, winding their way around the
back of the bleachers and into the woods that separated
the athletic fields from the park. These woods were a
favorite hangout spot, and there were many trails that
led through them.
Eventually they made their
way through the woods and arrived at the park. Propping
their bikes up against the trees, the kids sat down in
the grass at the edge of the woods. Lounging in the
shade of the trees, they looked out across the park.
Groups of other kids played soccer or Frisbee in little
pockets across the grassy expanse. Small children
swarmed over a jungle gym while their parents gossiped
and watched over them. Couples fed bread crumbs to ducks
in a small quiet pond in one corner of the park.
“I wish I brought a drink or
something, it’s so hot out” exclaimed Mark. All four of
them had shiny foreheads from the cross-town bike ride,
and welcomed the shade and cool breeze of the park.
“There are some water
fountains over by the bathrooms. I don’t know about you
guys but I could definitely use a drink” said Anne. She
got up and started over to the water fountain, with
Caroline, Mark and Robbie close behind her. All four of
them drank deeply from the fountains. Anne, Mark and
Robbie would soon have to use the public restrooms, but
Caroline didn’t have to worry about that.
The group walked around the
park for a while, talking with classmates who were
similarly enjoying their summer freedom. Caroline wet
herself again, but she didn’t worry, knowing her diaper
could take more. Someone brought a soccer ball and a big
game started in the middle of the park. Caroline, Mark,
Robbie, and Anne started playing, although none of them
were very good. Anne did have one good drive up the
field, but the goalie caught the ball at the last
minute. After playing for some time Caroline felt a
sharp pang in her stomach. She knew what that meant.
Her bowel movement, which had
been building all day, had finally decided to come out,
and there was nothing Caroline could do about it. She
stopped running and stood in the middle of the field.
Bending her knees slightly, Caroline waited for the
inevitable. After a moment it began. Her diaper, by this
point verging on soaked, ballooned out in the seat from
the poo. Even as it started coming out Caroline could
smell it. The extreme heat didn’t help. More and more
kept coming, falling into the waiting diaper now sagging
around Caroline’s hips. A few of the other kids playing
soccer had stopped running and were now watching her do
her business. Caroline was not in the least embarrassed,
having messed herself many times in school and public
Finishing up her messing,
Caroline straightened up, which caused some of her mess
to be pushed up against her. She wouldn’t lie; she did
like having a full diaper. Caroline reached one hand
down to the seat of her bulging diaper, gently prodding
it with a finger. It was very full, and would probably
start leaking if she added much more to it.
“Hey guys” Caroline shouted,
calling her friends over, “I’m gonna go home.”
“Aw, does the baby need a
diaper change?” asked Robbie jokingly, eliciting giggles
from the other two.
“As a matter of fact, yes,
this baby does need a diaper change. Maybe you can smell
me.” Caroline turned around and shook her large, messy,
diapered rear in the direction of her friends. They
weren’t as used to the smell as Caroline was, and had to
hold their noses.
“You guys should come over to
my house tonight. We can get a movie and make popcorn”
said Mark. Knowing him the movie would be some low
budget horror movie, sure to make Caroline soak herself.
“That sounds good. I’ll be
over after dinner. And a diaper change” said Caroline.
As she turned and walked away from her friends she gave
them one last wiggle of her padded bottom. Unlocking her
bike, Caroline swung her leg over and sat down on the
bike seat with deliberate force. She smiled as the mess
in her diaper spread everywhere, coating her in gooey
poo. Biking in a messy diaper was one of Caroline’s
favorite activities. She thoroughly enjoyed her bike
ride home, though the same could not be said of the
people she passed who caught a whiff of the stinking
diaper. Arriving at her house, Caroline didn’t even get
a chance to say she was home before her mother yelled
out from the kitchen.
“Get your diapered butt to
the changing table, young lady. Whew, you stink!” her
mother said. Caroline waddled through the house to her
bedroom and hopped up onto her changing table with a wet
squish. Her mother came in and untapped the diaper.
Immediately she made a gagging face and pinched her
nose. Caroline laughed, knowing her mother was
impervious to the stench of a dirty diaper after years
of changing her.
“How about a bath before
dinner? We can even make it a bubble bath if you want”
Caroline’s mother said to her. Baths were special
occasions, and happened infrequently throughout the
school year. However, now that it was summer, Caroline
was looking forward to more numerous baths.
“That sounds good. I’m going
over to Mark’s after dinner to watch a movie” Caroline
“Oh, how fun. We’re just
having salad tonight, so you’ll be able to get over
there early” her mother replied. She cleaned up Caroline
with wipes as well as she could then helped her daughter
get up off the changing table. Going into the bathroom,
Caroline’s mother started running the water to fill up
the large marble tub once the water was up to the right
level she added the bubbles and Caroline got in. Her
mother left her to go prepare dinner and Caroline
started scrubbing herself clean. It took some time but
eventually she felt as clean as she did before her big
afternoon poop. Finishing her bath, Caroline got out and
“Mom, I’m finished!” yelled
“OK honey, I’ll be in to
change you in a minute” came her mother’s response.
Caroline went into her bedroom and got up on the
changing table. Grabbing a diaper, she unfolded it
underneath her. This was a stroke of luck because a
moment after she unfolded the diaper a trickle of pee
escaped from her, quickly being absorbed by the thick
diaper. Her mother walked in and noticed the already wet
“My, my, wet already. Maybe
you should wear a cloth diaper to your friend’s house”
her mother teased.
“I’d like to, but I wouldn’t
be able to bike over there. We can save the cloth diaper
for when I get home.” Caroline’s mother proceeded with
her usual diapering of Caroline. Finishing up, Caroline
hopped off the changing table and crinkled her way to
the dining room. Her mother followed, making a quick
stop in the kitchen to grab their food. As she was in
somewhat of a hurry, Caroline did not act like a baby
during this meal. They ate while Caroline’s mother asked
her about her day at the park. Soon they were both
finished and Caroline left for Mark’s house.
After a short bike ride over,
Caroline propped her bike against a tree in Mark’s
backyard and went inside. She was the first to arrive,
so she and Mark set about deciding the movie they would
all watch. Just like she expected, Mark proposed a
number of horror movies.
“How about Revenge of the
Swamp Zombies?” Mark suggested.
“What else do you have?”
Caroline asked. She didn’t want to be impolite but she
didn’t really like horror movies. As they were deciding
Anne walked in. Caroline was relieved, hoping Anne would
vote against a horror film, until Anne opened her mouth.
“Do you have Ghost Pirates
of the Haunted Seas? My brother watched it recently
and said it was really good” said Anne, much to
Caroline’s dismay. They went back and forth, discussing
this movie and that, until Robbie got there.
“We should watch ‘House of
Corpses. It’s supposed to be the scariest movie
ever” said Robbie. That superlative sealed the deal, and
the four of them sat down to watch the film. All four of
them had large glasses of soda and there was a big bowl
of popcorn in the middle.
As they watched the movie
Caroline noticed her diaper was getting wetter faster
than normal. She attributed this to the movie, which
lived up to its reputation as the scariest of all time,
and to all the soda she was drinking. After two hours
the credits rolled and Caroline was practically leaking.
Not wanting to ruin any of Mark’s furniture, Caroline
said her goodbyes. The sodden state of her diaper,
hanging down low between her thighs, gave her friends
one last reason to laugh as she walked out the door.
When she got home Caroline’s
mother was reading a book in the living room. One look
at her daughter and her diaper was all that was
necessary. Caroline followed her mother into her bedroom
and laid down to get changed into her cloth nighttime
diapers. After getting changed Caroline put on her
“Honey, I think I’m going to
bed. Do you need anything else tonight?” her mother
“No, I don’t think so. I was
actually gonna go to bed soon too” replied Caroline.
“It’s been a long day. Have a
good night. I love you” her mother said as she walked
off to bed.
“Love you too” Caroline
replied. She went into the kitchen and grabbed a thing
of yogurt out of the fridge for a quick before bed
snack. Finishing that, she brushed her teeth and washed
her face. Caroline climbed into her crib and raised the
side. Snuggling up with her favorite blanket, and
already feeling a little dampness in her thick overnight
diapers, Caroline smiled. She closed her eyes
contentedly, knowing it would be a good summer.
Caroline and her friends
will return in ‘Diaper Girl and the Stomach Flu’
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